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Sonic the Hedgehog: Rouge's Discovery

Final Night

The sun rose over Knothole Village, yet the Village was strangely quiet. Normally, the village was bustling with activity by eight o'clock in the morning. But this day, it seemed EVERYONE was off to a slow start and no one got out of bed before ten. To all appearances otherwise, it was a normal day, as villagers went about doing their daily business. However, for a certain group of three Mobians, they knew the day was anything BUT normal.

"Ze villagers! Zey're doeeng somezing weird!" exclaimed Antoine D'Coolette. Rotor the Walrus and Nicole the holographic Lynx looked up from what they were doing; tinkering away at a set of devices at a workbench set up inside a hidden bunker in Rotor's hut. The walrus lifted a welding mask off his face.

"What are they doing?" asked Rotor, rushing over to the hidden window Antione was standing beside.

"All ze vampairs went into zeir houses. Zey went to bed, and an hour later, zey came out... But zey're wear-eeng clothes," explained the coyote.

"The sun came up and they changed back to normal... This is it. Tonight, we have to make our move," said Nicole.

"Yeah... Okay, we need to leave the bunker and go about our daily business..." replied Rotor, frowning. Antoine looked stricken.

"Wh-Wh-WHAT?! But... But... We are safe een here!" he said in horror.

"Yes, we are. But if we aren't seen by the villagers during the day, they'll be looking for us... and if we aren't seen during the day, when we show up at night to execute our plan, they'll be suspicious of us," said Rotor. Nicole nodded in agreement.

"But..." began Antoine, still looking terrified.

"Antoine, just pretend that nothing's wrong. You're always bragging about how good of an actor you are, now's the time to prove it. Act as if nothing's wrong, and when the sun begins to set, come back here as fast as you possibly can," said Nicole reassuringly. Antoine swallowed nervously.

"What could possibly go wrong with zis plan?" he replied sarcastically...

*****

To say the least, the day was one of the most surreal that Rotor, Antoine, and Nicole had ever experienced. To be forced to interact with your peers and pretend that everything was normal while keeping in mind that as soon as the sun set they would transform into oversexed, fanged creatures of the night, was one of the hardest things that they had ever done. Rotor had to admit later on that trying to concentrate on fixing broken down equipment while a potential vampire loomed over his shoulder was exceedingly distracting. The knowledge that while everything seemed normal, that the fate of the world depended on the two Mobians and the holograph was overwhelming.

However, the day passed without the trio raising any suspicions among their fellow Mobians. As the day wore on, though, it became harder and harder to keep up the charade. Stress began to wear Rotor and Antoine down, and even Nicole (who could not possibly feel stress) began to find it hard to pretend everything was the same as always when she knew that her friends and family would become succubi in a few short hours.

The sun soon began to fall down towards the horizon. As quietly and subtly as they could, Nicole and Rotor began to make their way towards the walrus' hut, trying to avoid drawing attention to themselves. By the time the sun dropped below the canopy of the Great Forest, bathing Knothole in shadow, they were at his door, and no one was the wiser. The entire village suddenly stopped what they were doing, standing still as statues for a moment... Before they all began to turn towards their homes and shuffle towards them.

...Unfortunately, Antoine was nowhere to be seen...

"Where the heck IS he?! We've got a minute left, if that, before all those succubi come out of their huts!" growled Rotor, angrily. Nicole shook her head.

"He can't have been taken already! They don't have any of their powers or anything during the day!" replied Nicole. Suddenly, she looked up to see a figure racing towards them, waving his arms.

"WAAAAAIIIT FOR MEEEEE!!!!!" shouted Antoine as he dashed towards them... Just as a wave of people began emerging from their homes, all naked, fangs and claws flashing. Rotor and Nicole gasped and dashed into the hut. The walrus scrabbled at his bookshelf and hit the hidden stud, causing it to slide aside and reveal the hidden vault. He opened the solid titanium alloy door, designed to withstand a bomb blast, and Nicole ran inside. He looked back to see where Antoine was. The coyote was just barely ahead of the crowd of succubi, but they were catching up with supernatural speed. Rotor did some mental calculations...

...and realized Antoine was not going to make it.

Rotor gritted his teeth and gave a series of curses as he forced himself to make an extremely difficult decision. If he left the door open to wait for Antoine, both he and Nicole would be caught too. He climbed into the bunker and slammed the door shut with a resounding crash, locking the door tight as the bookshelf slid back into place.

Nicole and Rotor ran to the hidden window in the wall as soon as the bunker door slammed shut. They could clearly see Antoine outside the room, being lifted up by a large group of succubi. He struggled hard, but their strength was far superior to his. His mouth moved as he obviously shouted threats, curses, and insults at the crowd, but it was inaudible inside the vault.

"We have to help him!" shouted Rotor angrily. Nicole shook her head slowly.

"No, Rotor. That would just get you caught too. I know it's hard, but if you want to save everyone, you have to wait. I can't get close to Rouge. I have no real body and I'd get caught in seconds," said Nicole, sounding calm, but looking very upset. Rotor sighed and looked out the window.

Antoine's clothes had been torn to shreds by the vampires' claws, leaving him completely nude. Suddenly, a familiar figure came out of the crowd, using a robotic arm to gently push aside the other vampires. Bunnie Rabbot stood before Antoine, her metal arm and legs glimmering in the moonlight along with her fangs. Her fat penis gave a twitch at the sight of her boyfriend.

The coyote began to plead with Bunnie. Rotor could not read lips, and although Nicole could, she just pursed her lips and kept her silence. Rotor could only assume he was appealing to her love for him or to fight against Rouge's control. Bunnie's eyes glowed red and she silenced him with a deep kiss. Antoine's eyes went wide in surprise and then fell half-lidded as his struggles ceased. The other vampires let him go and Antoine stood swaying on his feet, his paws limp at his sides. Bunnie broke the kiss as the glow in her eyes faded, and she grinned.

The rabbit said something to Antoine and he gave a long moan of delight. The entranced coyote's penis practically shot free of his sheath, growing to full erection in seconds. Bunnie said something else and Antoine responded, seeming to repeat her words. He got down onto all fours and opened his mouth as wide as he could. Bunnie stepped forward and pushed her fat cock into his muzzle, barely able to fit inside. Another vampire came out of the crowd and slowly pushed his shaft into Antoine's rear. Most of the crowd turned away, satisfied that the coyote was taken care of, but around ten remained behind, stroking their shafts and rubbing their swollen sacks or clitorises at the display before them.

Bunnie slowly bucked her hips as her enchanted boyfriend suckled on her. The male behind Antoine began to thrust into him slowly, but picked up speed quickly. The incubus's sack slapped against the coyote's with every sharp push of his hips. Bunnie moaned and gasped, her organic paw rubbing at her clit. Antoine's penis slapped against his stomach with the force of the male's bucks, and a clear blast of pre soaked the dirt beneath him, dripping down his length.

Bunnie suddenly threw her head back. Rotor could actually see her cock throb and pulse as Antoine's cheeks suddenly ballooned out. Antoine swallowed numbly, but he could not keep up with Bunnie and thick, white goo spurted out of the corners of his muzzle, dripping down his chin. Antoine gave a pronounced shudder as his cock gave a jump and began to spray the ground with his semen. The male vampire pulled free and stroked his massive length, sending thick strings and ropes of cum over the coyote's rear.

Bunnie pulled free of Antoine's muzzle, soaking his face with cream in the process. She suddenly pounced on him, pressing her lips to his neck. Rotor could not see what exactly happened next, but he thought he saw a glimmer of gold light in Bunnie's mouth. Antoine opened his mouth in what might have been a deafening scream of ecstasy, but it was silent inside the shelter. He began to shudder and tremble as if having a seizure. At that moment, the ten succubi who had remained behind achieved orgasm, and a white, thick rain fell upon the coyote and the rabbit, soaking their fur. One of the succubi moved to the side, obscuring Rotor's view of the action.

When the Mobian moved away, Antoine was climbing to his feet. His clawed hand reached down to stroke the last gushes from Bunnie's cock. His pupils had turned to slits as he gave a dazed smile, showing off fangs. In between his legs, his ten-inch penis throbbed hard over grapefruit-sized testicles. Bunnie smiled and took his paw, and led him into the crowd. They vanished into the mass of people.

Silence reigned inside the shelter. Finally, Rotor spoke up, and said the only thing he could think of.

"...Well, CRAP!"

"Now what do we do?" asked Nicole, frowning deeply. Rotor took a few deep breaths and sighed.

"...We continue as planned. As long as I'm still... normal... we still have hope," replied Rotor, walking over to the workbench.

"Won't Antoine tell them about you, though?" asked Nicole.

"You told me yourself. The succubi only care about two things: sex and transforming other people into more succubi. I'm counting on that fact, and the fact that Antoine is a complete scatter-brained ditz. My guess is that he won't tell anyone, not because he wants to protect us, but simply because he'll be too preoccupied with whatever the other succubi are doing," explained Rotor, gathering his equipment together.

"And if you're wrong?" Nicole queried, helping him. Rotor stopped and looked at Nicole.

"...Then I'll be coming back much more well-hung and with a pair of fangs," said Rotor, sighing. He shook his head as if trying to shake that particular thought loose from his mind.

"Shall we begin preparations, then?" asked Nicole. Rotor nodded.

Preparing for their plan was a process that had to be done quickly and perfectly. They had no way of knowing how long they had until Rouge and the other succubi would release the demon from the amulet. First, Rotor put on the contact lenses he had developed. Making sure they were placed properly, he looked in a mirror to see his pupils were long and narrow, like a cat or a snake. Nodding in satisfaction, he turned to Nicole.

"Okay. The lenses would fool me, and I developed them... Now..." he said. Nicole nodded.

"My turn. Here's Sally's Halloween kit that I grabbed last night. Just give me a few moments..." said the lynx. It took almost fifteen minutes, but by the time she was done, Rotor had a set of claws on his hands and feet that looked completely authentic. Rotor looked in the mirror, and a chill ran down his spine as he realized that if he got caught, that the image in the glass would not be a make-up job.

"O-Okay... Now for the aura wavelength modifier. Can you help me out, Nicole; make sure it works?" Rotor asked nervously as he fitted a small buckle-like device to the belt strapped across his chest. He flicked a switch on it and felt a strange tingle across his entire body that made his fur stand on end for a second. Nicole gazed at him, using her special sensors to view the field of energy around him. As the device activated, Rotor's aura turned from blue to purple, then faded into a deep blood-red. Nicole nodded, frowning.

"If I saw you out on the street, I would not be able to tell you apart from a succubus without a total bio-scan. It should fool them too," said Nicole, "...except for one not-so-tiny detail..."

"What detail?" asked Rotor. Nicole did not respond, but instead inclined her head downwards, her eyes flicking down towards a particular part of the walrus. Rotor felt his cheeks flush with heat.

"...Oh. THAT," he said in realization. He sighed heavily, shaking his head.

"Only one way to go about this... Uh... Nicole, do you mind turning around... or doing something else... Give me a little privacy?" Rotor asked, blushing again. Nicole blinked and raised an eyebrow.

"...You do realize that I am incapable of feeling arousal... This holographic form is not anatomically correct," said Nicole, looking almost amused at Rotor's embarrassment. Rotor scratched the back of his head, sweatdropping.

"Yeah, I know... But it's more the principle of the thing. It's kinda hard to do this with someone watching," mumbled Rotor, shuffling his feet. Nicole rolled her eyes, but went to the computer to hack into Knothole's security cameras so she could see what the succubi were doing.

Rotor sighed heavily and sat down on a chair. His hand drifted down his stomach to find the slight bulge of his sheath. He began to slowly stroke it, trying to think sexy thoughts. The pouch responded to his touch, beginning to swell as blood flowed into it. He moaned softly as the fat head of his shaft poked free of his sheath, followed by the first inches of his cock. Rotor groped his furry sack as his grapefruit-sized testicles emerged from their hiding place. His shaft slid out slowly, pushing free, throbbing and twitching. But something was wrong. As hard as he tried, his shaft would not rise to the occasion.

"Rotor? It's been almost ten minutes. I had calculated that it would only take you only two-point-three minutes to achieve erection," said Nicole without looking at him, still working on breaking into the security feed.

"Yeah, well... It's kinda hard to get aroused when I keep realizing that the whole world depends on me! Fear and lust are mutually incompatible emotions," snapped Rotor irritably. Nicole sighed again.

"If THIS is one of the difficulties of being a biological being, maybe it's a good thing that I'm not. Here, just give me one moment," Nicole grumbled. She stood up and walked over to the medical station on the other side of the vault. Rotor cocked his head as Nicole set about pulling several supplies from the cabinets and using equipment with the type of speed and accuracy that only a computer could achieve. Within a minute, she walked briskly over to him, her toga and hair trailing behind her. She carried a metal cylinder in her hand, which Rotor recognized as a hypodermal injector, a kind of needleless syringe.

"What's that?" Rotor asked. Nicole lifted the injector.

"A cocktail of various medicines and chemicals that should act as a kind of erectile enhancer," responded Nicole. Rotor blinked.

"What? No little blue pill?" he said, the smallest hint of a smirk on his tusked muzzle. Nicole returned the slight grin, getting the reference, but still responded with the "all-business" tone she was known for.

"No, it would take too long to get into your bloodstream and take effect. This should take effect instantaneously and give you the... 'boost' you need," said Nicole, before she pressed the injector against his arm. There was a hissing noise, followed by a click and a small, but sharp pinch. Almost instantly Rotor felt a burning heat rush through his body. He let out a moan as his cock almost literally jumped to attention, practically springing up to slap against his stomach. Rotor's hands gripped the arms of the chair as his penis slowly grew harder and longer as the drug did its work.

Nicole let out a little sound of surprise when it was over. Rotor was surprisingly well-endowed, sporting a proud fifteen inch erection, pushed out of his purple-furred sheath. Angry veins throbbed on the sides. Rotor panted and groaned as the fat tip bobbed up and down with his heartbeat.

"Good LORD, Rotor! Why didn't you tell me about that?" asked Nicole. Rotor had to take a minute to find his voice.

"I-It's not the... type of thing that comes up in polite conversation. At least it'll help me blend in with the succubi..." replied the walrus. Nicole blinked in disbelief.

"...AT LEAST?! How is it that the girls of Knothole aren't swarming all over you?!" Nicole asked incredulously, "If I could feel arousal, I'd be on you right now!"

"Because I'm not that kinda guy, Nicole. In case you haven't noticed, I'm the shy, science-geek type. If I had a ton of girls all over me, I dunno WHAT I'd do..." said Rotor, looking nervous at the thought, "...Is that drug supposed to keep me so... h-horny? Because I'm having trouble thinking straight right now..."

"It's a side effect. Just try and keep your mind on your task and you'll be fine," said Nicole, walking over to look at the security feed, "...We don't have any more time to talk. You need to get out there into the village NOW!"

"Why? What's going on?" asked Rotor, hopping to his feet and walking over beside her, trying to ignore the way his cock slapped back and forth with every step. He leaned in to look at the computer screen.

The succubi were all moving en masse towards the village square. Every last one, over a thousand of them, all slowly making their way to the center of the town. Men, women, and children all moved at once. But something was strange. None of them were talking or even looking at each other. Their eyes were fixed straight ahead, their gaze unfocused. Their movements seemed somewhat awkward and slow, as if they were sleepwalking. The succubi's penises throbbed and pulsed, some dripping precum, others dribbling semen.

"What's going on?" Rotor asked. Nicole shook her head.

"I don't know, but I just rewound the feed, and about five minutes ago, every single succubus in the village went into a deep trance and started making their way to the village square. Whatever is going on, I have a feeling it doesn't bode well for us or the world. I have a feeling that this is our last and only chance to get the amulet from Rouge. I will remain here and monitor to give you help," Nicole informed him. Rotor blinked and raised an eyebrow.

"Uh... How will you do that?" he asked. Nicole grabbed something off the workbench and tossed it to Rotor. Rotor caught it and looked down. It was a transceiver, a small headset that acted like a radio.

"Use that. I'll keep in contact to guide you to Rouge," said Nicole. Rotor nodded and fitted the transceiver into his ear.

"Thanks... Well... Uh... Wish me... yeah..." Rotor trailed off, shaking his head. He picked up the special steel box he had fashioned the night before and strapped it to his belt. With a nervous gulp, he opened the vault door and went out into the village.

*****

For someone whose daily life involved evil dictators, robots, time travel, parallel universes, aliens, supernatural beings of all shapes and sizes, and many more unusual things, Rotor had to admit to himself that this was one of the most surreal and scary things he had ever faced. As soon as he had left the vault he found himself swept up in a flood of villagers, all with glassy eyes, fangs, and throbbing cocks. Rotor did his best to blend in, letting his eyes go unfocused, his jaw go slack, and tried to imitate their slow, sleepy shuffle. The night sky was overcast, obscuring the moon and stars, and Rotor heard thunder rumbling in the distance.

"Testing, testing... Rotor, can you hear me? Don't speak, just make a small noise if you can," came a voice through the transceiver, crackling with static. Rotor gave a low grunt in response.

"Good. Just make one grunt for yes, two grunts for no. I've spotted Rouge with the security cameras. She's on the podium at the center of the square. You'll need to make your way to the front of the crowd to even get close to her," replied Nicole. Rotor grunted once to let her know he understood. Trying to ignore the flesh and fur pressing in on him from all sides, Rotor picked up his pace, moving forward in the stream of entranced villagers.

After several minutes of slow shuffling, Rotor emerged into the Village Square. He had to try really hard not to stop and stare. He had never seen all of Knothole gathered in one place at the same time, and the sight of over a thousand villagers, all transformed into succubi left him stunned. He shook his shock off and began to slowly move forward through the crowd. In and of itself, this was a hard thing to do, as he had to push his way through the mass of people, getting poked by people's shafts, rubbing up against the women's cunnies, and getting splattered with precum, spunk, and nectar from almost every direction. His own shaft pulsed and twitched with arousal, clear liquid dripping from the tip. It gave a throb every time it accidentally pressed into someone's soft fur, feathers, or scales, and Rotor had to try very hard not to let his arousal get the best of him.

The walrus finally made it to the front of the crowd after almost twenty minutes of struggling. He found himself standing beside Blaze the Cat and Cream the Rabbit, both of whom did not register his presence in any noticeable manner. He looked around surreptitiously, and noticed that all of his friends were there.

Cream the Rabbit stood, her paws slack at her sides, her brown eyes staring dully ahead. Her little six-inch shaft twitched slowly with her heartbeat, a steady stream of precum oozing out of her foreskin. Blaze the Cat swayed on her feet slowly as her eight inch shaft pulsed, a ring of little feline barbs under the head of her cock. Amy Rose moaned as her ten inches jutted straight out from her hips, her honey running down the pink fur of her inner thighs. Bunnie Rabbot's extremely fat eight inch shaft contrasted with Antoine's thinner ten inches as they stood beside each other. Shadow the Hedgehog's thirteen inches dripped wetly onto the grass below, while Shade the Echidna stroked her nine-incher unconsciously. Mina Mongoose and Lupe the Wolf looked as if they were drifting in a deep dream as their eleven-inch penises rested against the soft fur of their stomachs. Big the Cat's twenty-eight inches pulsed and jerked heavily, soaking the fur of everyone nearby with his precum. But it was Dulcy the Dragon who won the prize for the biggest penis in the village; her gigantic forty inch cock was large, but still proportional to her twelve-foot tall frame, as it dripped wetly onto her scales.

Conspicuously missing from the group were Sonic the Hedgehog, Miles "Tails" Prower, Knuckles the Echidna, and Princess Sally Acorn and the Royal Family... As well as Rouge the Bat herself. Rotor looked around for them, but was unable to spot them in the crowd.

"...Sonic, Tails, Knux, and Sally aren't here... and I don't see Rouge..." he whispered as quietly as he could into the transceiver. He glanced quickly at Blaze and Cream to see if they had noticed him speaking, but they remained still as statues, staring straight ahead.

"They're coming to the podium. Just wait a minute. And try not to talk unless you HAVE to, Rotor, understand?" Nicole replied. Rotor grunted once to confirm and returned to staring blankly at the podium, pretending to be entranced.

Rouge suddenly came into sight, strolling up to the podium. Like everyone else, she was completely nude, her rosy nipples poking through the fur of her breasts, her fourteen inch penis throbbing above her soaking wet muff. While she always had fangs, being a bat, they were twice as long as usual, poking down from under her upper lip ferally. Her blue-green eyes stared out lustfully at the crowd, her cat-like pupils narrowing. Nestled between her breasts was the amulet; a gold chain attached to a golden medallion with the fist-sized ruby with strange fang-like engravings. Rotor gave a start, all ready to dash forward, but Nicole's voice stopped him.

"No, Rotor. Don't. I can see you on the camera. If you go up there now, you'll get caught for sure!" Nicole said. Rotor grunted twice, glancing up at the nearest camera on top of a light pole.

"Rotor! Trust me. You can't see them from where you're standing, but Rouge isn't alone up there. If you go up there, you won't even get CLOSE to Rouge before you got caught," said Nicole urgently. Rotor blinked and gave a single grunt of acknowledgement. Sure enough, Sonic, Tails, and Knuckles came into view a moment later, surrounding Rouge like a trio of body guards. Sonic's slitted green eyes were blank of all thought and emotion as his pink thirteen-inch cock contrasted sharply with his blue fur and quills. Tails moaned softly as his twin nine-inch cocks bobbed up and down as he walked up to stand beside Rouge, his twin tails wagging slowly. Knuckles' incredible fifteen inches brushed against his pecs as his magenta eyes gazed out at the crowd, but did not really seem to see them.

"MY FELLOW SUCCUBI!!!" called Rouge, her voice booming out over the crowd. She paused as if she was waiting for the audience to quiet down, but was wholly unnecessary considering they were silent.

Rouge continued: "Today, we gather here to create the Succubi Nation. Every last one of the former villagers of Knothole has been transformed! We are now servants of the Lust Demon! And today, after centuries of captivity, HE WILL BE FREED!!!" Her voice echoed out over the quiet crowd. Rotor expected the crowd to erupt into cheers, but silence continued to reign.

"Over the past five days, in addition to giving the Gift to everyone within the village, we have been gathering the orgasmic energy of every man, woman, and child. And now we will release this energy to break the seal and restore our master to his former glory!!!" she shouted.

"The Royal Family and the greatest heroes of Mobius are gathered here to swear fealty to our new lord! Come forward now, and bow before the wielder of the Amulet!" called Rouge. It was then that Princess Sally Acorn came forward, wearing nothing but a tiara. Her foot-long penis dripped preejaculate liberally. Her face was expressionless as she stepped forward and dropped into a deep bow before Rouge. The bat grinned and pressed the tip of her cock to the squirrel's cheeks, as if knighting her, and left two glistening wet spots in her fur. Sally stood up and stepped aside without even blinking as her brother Elias came forward, his heavy sack swaying with his movements. Once again, Rouge pressed the head of her cock against his cheeks, as if marking him as property. Then King Maximillian Acorn came forward to repeat the process. As Sonic came forward to bow to Rouge, Nicole spoke through the transceiver.

"That isn't Rouge..." she said. Rotor blinked and made a curious sound.

"I don't think Rouge is in control of her own body and mind any more. Before now, all the succubi have retained their own personalities, save for a total obsession with sex... But if I went through every word in my preprogrammed dictionary to describe Rouge the Bat, I would not describe her as power-hungry, well-spoken, or even intelligent. Manipulative, definitely. Slutty, absolutely... OCCASIONALLY honorable, yes. But a public speaker or a leader? No," explained Nicole.

"...If she's not Rouge, then who is she?" whispered Rotor as quietly as he could. Nicole was silent for a moment.

"If I had to hypothesize, I would have to postulate that Rouge is being possessed by the Demon itself at the moment. The seal on the Amulet has been so weakened that it has taken her over. Pay attention, Rotor... I will tell you when you should attempt to make your move to snatch the Amulet," said Nicole. Rotor took a deep breath.

"Okay... But I hope it's soon... My penis is beginning to ache... Hard to concentrate..." muttered Rotor as his cock gave a large twitch to prove his point.

Back on stage, Rouge turned her attention back to the crowd. Her eyes were no longer blue-green and slitted, but had changed to blood-red with a pupil shaped like a plus-sign. They glowed with an eerie luminescence. A chill ran down Rotor's spine at the sight. He saw a bolt of lightning in the distance, followed by the loud, deep rumble of thunder. When Rouge spoke, it was still with her voice, but with a rough, harsh tone that was most unlike her normal bubbly method of speaking.

"And now the Age of the Succubus has begun! Once I am freed of my prison, we will march upon the other kingdoms and cities of the world and spread the Gift! Eternal, unending bliss and ecstasy will be yours! And now... To give all of you a taste of that bliss..." Rouge said, her eyes gleaming as she stared out at the crowd. She was silent for a moment, before she said one simple word.

"...COME!" she shouted, her voice echoing. What happened next, Rotor had trouble describing. He could have sworn he felt the ground shake as over a thousand moans filled his ears, almost deafening in volume. The entire crowd began to buck and thrust wildly, as every single Mobian, man, woman, and child experienced a simultaneous orgasm. A thousand thick, gooey streams of cum blasted high into the air, falling upon the crowd like a thick, pearly white rain, foreshadowing the storm that was rolling in. Within seconds, everyone in the crowd was positively covered from head to toe in thick, pearly semen, gallons upon gallons of the fluid spraying into the air. The Mobians bucked and thrust against each other in mindless ecstasy, reveling in their climaxes.

Rotor looked around somewhat frantically. He was in the front row of the crowd in plain sight of Rouge, and he was the only person other than her not currently in the throes of a massive orgasm. Unlike the entranced succubi, he could not achieve climax from a command alone. Just as panic was beginning to set in, a single droplet of green-tinged spunk landed on his shoulder, fired from Dulcy's shaft. He reached up to wipe it off, but suddenly felt his entire body begin to tingle and tremble uncontrollably. He gave a cry of joy, as his shaft began to pulse and twitch, his hips began to buck and thrust uncontrollably, and his heavy, furry sack began to churn. He let out a cry as his hot spunk began to blast from his tip, high into the air. Rotor gasped as one of the most powerful orgasms that he had ever experienced ripped into his body, induced by Dulcy's magical semen. Rouge glanced down at him for a moment, but her gaze moved on to others in the crowd. Unfortunately, Rotor couldn't celebrate in successfully fooling her, considering his mind was blank with ecstasy. He stroked his cock with both hands, moaning as he gave in to the pleasure. His cock rippled and pulsed as he gushed hard, feeling his own semen mixing with dozens of other peoples' and falling down to splatter against his purple fur, staining him milky white.

Slowly, slowly, one by one the thousand plus streams of cum began to taper off, as the succubi began to come down from their collective orgasms. The deafening moans of pleasure quieted. It took almost ten minutes for the last succubi to finish, and then the only sound in the village was the heavy panting of breath, and the loud drip of gooey liquid. Rotor struggled to return to an emotionless expression, staring blankly ahead, trying to act like the other entranced succubi.

"Rotor! Are you alright?!" Nicole asked over the transceiver. Rotor panted for a moment and then grunted once in acknowledgement.

"Good... Be careful... Just because you fooled Rouge once doesn't mean you can do it again. We only have one chance..." said Nicole. Rotor wished that he could have told her to shut up, because she was making him nervous. Rouge looked out at the crowd as their attention slowly turned back to her.

"That was just the smallest hint of the eternal ecstasy that will be yours and mine to enjoy... And now, as midnight comes closer, it is time to release our master from his bond!!!" the possessed bat called, her voice echoing across the village. Once again, Rotor expected a loud cheer than never came; only silence.

Rouge continued: "Now, my fellow servants, we must release all of the orgasmic energy we have gathered over the past five days and channel it into the Amulet to break the seal... But how do we do that, you may ask?"

Rotor had to try VERY hard to stifle a chuckle; judging by the dull and empty expressions on all of the succubi's faces, they weren't in any condition to even try to ask anything.

"You must pleasure yourselves and each other... Come as many times and as hard as you possibly can! Every time you achieve orgasm, you will release more and more of the orgasmic energy you have built up, and I will direct it into the Amulet!" shouted Rouge, making sure that every last villager could hear her. She stood for a minute and looked out at the crowd, as they stared back at her blankly.

"Well?! What are you waiting for?! Get to it!" Rouge shouted. The village square, which was almost completely still and silent, suddenly burst into a flurry of motion. Villagers began stroking the sheaths and shafts of whomever was closest to them. Others dropped to their knees, lapping mindlessly at females' cunnies or males' heavy sacks. Still others went to work upon themselves, using paws, tails, wings, or whatever was available to pleasure themselves, moaning in delight. Rotor even spotted one or two people curled up in a ball, sucking on their own penises, moaning in pleasure. In all the action and movement, Rotor found himself buffeted like a leaf in a river, pushed away from the podium. He struggled against the crowd again, but by the time he stopped getting dragged back, he was over a hundred yards from where he was just a minute before, and with all the people in the way, he might have been a hundred miles.

"Rotor! THIS is your chance! Go!" said Nicole into his earpiece. The walrus gave a laugh of disbelief.

"Oh, yeah, sure! This'll be easy!" he muttered back sarcastically, using the thousands of moans emanating from around him to cover his conversation, "Just sneak right up there and nab the Amulet!"

"Hurry, Rotor! We don't have time for sarcasm or jokes!" said Nicole. Rotor sighed and began to work his way forward.

It was then that Cream the Rabbit emerged from behind a group of moaning, thrusting succubi. Her slitted brown eyes focused on Rotor (or more specifically, they focused on Rotor's massive, throbbing appendage), and she scrambled towards him. Rotor barely had time to react before Cream took the tip of his fat cock into her muzzle, making him moan in delight. The little rabbit suckled and stroked along his length, her little paws seeming all the smaller considering the size of the shaft she was licking. Cream's slitted brown eyes were blank and empty as she murmured, her free hand reaching down to play with her foreskin.

"Rotor, what are you doing?!" Nicole's voice trilled in Rotor's ear. Rotor gritted his teeth.

"C-Can't get away from her! She's got me... AHN! ...in a firm grip!" moaned Rotor into the transceiver. It was only after he said it that he realized the pun, and immediately regretted it. Nicole gave a groan of frustration.

Cream slurped and suckled loudly upon Rotor, her tongue swirling around his tip as she moaned softly. The walrus groaned in pleasure as his penis throbbed in her grip. He tried to pull away gently, but as Cream took the first six inches of his cock deep into her throat, all thoughts of escape were blasted from his mind. Rotor's hands involuntarily gripped onto the little bunny's ears, gently stroking them. Cream gave a little squeal of pleasure, the little cotton-puff of her tail giving a wiggle as she began to bob her head slowly upon Rotor's shaft. Rotor began to look around him, seeing what was happening around him.

Nearby, Sonic had climbed down from the stage and was moaning and grunting as he pumped his shaft deep into Amy Rose's tight, wet muff. His hands were on her hips as he drove into her, his green eyes staring blankly ahead. Amy was on her hands and knees and her cock slapped against her stomach with each sharp thrust Sonic made. She suckled on Princess Sally; her tongue swirled expertly around the squirrel's tip, playing over the slit in the helmet. Sally groaned mindlessly, her fingertips playing over her clitoris, sending jolts of pleasure through her body with every tiny caress. Once she found a rhythm, Amy took one of her hands off the ground and began to stroke her penis, her fuzzy hand sliding up and down the hard flesh.

Elsewhere, Shade the Echidna and Mina Mongoose were both sitting on the ground. Their legs were intertwined, and they had moved close to each other so that their muffs were pressed together, their clitorises touching. They slowly gyrated their hips, feeling their cunnies sliding against each other, back and forth, up and down. Their cocks throbbed against their respective stomachs and their paws slid up and down them in time with their pelvic movements, moaning their pleasure to the world.

Bunnie Rabbot was flat on her back as Tails pumped into her tight muff quickly, one shaft sliding in and out of her, and the other rubbing against her fat cock with every thrust. She gave a muffled moan around Antoine's shaft as she slurped and suckled on him. Antoine moaned and stroked her long ears as she bobbed her head on his length, her tongue playing around his tip, tickling his underside. Tails grunted repeatedly as he slammed his little hips against Bunnie's, his heavy sack swaying with each and every thrust. Every so often, the young fox switched out for his other penis, pulling free of the cyber-rabbit, and then thrusting in with his other cock. Bunnie, for her part was in ecstasy, eagerly thrusting back against Tails as she squeezed her inner muscles around him, stroking her cock in time with his thrusts using her furry hand.

Dulcy gave a sound between a roar and a moan as she was swarmed by a group of succubi. Big the Cat drove his massive shaft deep into her (being the only Mobian in the entire village large enough to fit inside her properly), his massive melon-sized testicles slapping against her rump with every thrust. Her massive cock throbbed heavily, pulsing and throbbing as Blaze the Cat pressed her body against it, wrapping her arms around it and stroking hard. Blaze's rough tongue rasped against the hard, hot flesh as it rippled against her body, all forty inches twitching in her grasp. Behind Blaze, on top of Dulcy's stomach, Lupe drove her long cock deep into Blaze's tight cunny, barking and howling as she pumped eagerly into the feline. A drop of precum large enough to fill a bucket oozed from Dulcy's tip and rolled down her length.

On the stage, Shadow the Hedgehog and Knuckles tended to Rouge's needs. Shadow pumped his length into Rouge's cunny as fast as he could, his member sliding in and out of her fast enough to blur. Knuckles was on his knees before his mistress, obediently sucking upon her, his tongue playing over her tip, licking and slurping up her fourteen inches. His hands gripped his own member, his red length throbbing and rippling in his mitts, actually expanding and contracting by a full-half inch with every pulse. What little of his mind was left was not focused on his own pleasure, but on hers. The echidna's magenta eyes were half-lidded and glazed over as he pleasured Rouge, every swirl of his tongue making the bat moan in delight.

It was about this time that Rotor began hearing the tell-tale sounds of orgasmic moans of pleasure. He suddenly spotted something swishing past his head. The walrus surreptitiously took a glance around him. Nearby, a little skunk girl gave a loud cry of delight as her cock began to gush thick, pearly spunk into the air, soaking her black fur and staining it a shade of gray. But a large spark of golden light emerged from her chest with her climax and darted a zig-zag path through the air towards the stage. It was joined by hundreds of other sparks, all careening towards the platform at the village square. The sparks converged upon Rouge, entering the Amulet. With each succubi that achieved orgasm, another spark was released.

"Rotor! We're running out of time!" Nicole trilled in Rotor's ear through the transceiver. Abandoning all pretenses at pretending to be a succubi, since he was certain by now that they were all mindless drones, Rotor shook his head.

"I-I know! But if I pull away from Cream, she's certain to come after me!" Rotor muttered in response. Cream gave a long slurp up his shaft, one of her paws playing over his massive sack, her other paw sliding up and down her own member, toying with her sensitive foreskin, her precum dripping down her length.

"Then find a way to make her lose interest in you!" Nicole advised. Rotor gave a bleak chuckle.

"I-I th-think there's only one way... that'll happen... and it's... gonna happen soon!" he moaned. Rotor felt thick splatters of cum splash against his purple fur from all sides, and he gave a loud and low moan of pleasure. Cream echoed his cry of pleasure as her penis began to jerk and throb in her little paw, the foreskin bulging out before thick, pearly cream poured from the opening, pooling on the ground in front of her. As the tiny rabbitgirl peeled down her foreskin, allowing her spunk to spray out into the air in gooey ropes, soaking Rotor's legs and even his sack, a spark of golden light emerged from her chest and raced towards Rouge's Amulet.

In the next moment, Rotor gave a deep, guttural groan of ecstasy as his cock began to jerk hard in Cream's muzzle, as his hot semen boiled up his length and erupted from his tip. Little Cream's cheeks bulged out with the sheer volume of his first gush, his salty-sweet seed filling her mouth to the point of overflowing. Rotor groaned in joy as he achieved his second orgasm within a half-hour, his entire body going stiff as a board. Cream gulped loudly, swallowing mouthful after mouthful of spunk, the milky fluid running down her chin and soaking the fur of her flat chest and stomach. Rotor's heavy balls churned as they pumped his cum up and out over the little girl, soaking her light-brown fur as she panted and cried in delight, sending her semen to join his in the air, raining down upon them both along with thousands upon thousands of ropes of spunk from all directions.

For a brief moment of clarity within the mind-numbing haze of orgasm, Rotor experienced a bit of fear as he realized that he would not be releasing any spark of golden light, and was afraid that Cream or someone else might take notice. Thankfully, no one seemed to notice or care, absorbed in the task their mistress had given them, to come over and over again. Rotor's climax soon began to wind down as his cock slung ribbons of semen over her ears, soaking into her fur. Cream for her part, stroked her shaft, rubbing her clitoris with her little hand, bucking and thrusting into the air as she coated herself in a thick glaze of semen.

By now, it was hard to find a square inch of dry fur in the entire village. Sonic and Sally stood side by side as they soaked Amy. Bunnie switched off between Tails' cocks, drinking as much of his cum as she could as Antoine sprayed down her bountiful breasts. Shade and Mina cried in mutual joy as their inner muscles spasmed and their honey soaked their thighs, their cocks pulsing against their stomachs as they rubbed their clits together. Dulcy's shaft began to visibly pulse and ripple as countless gallons of pale-green semen blasted into the air with the force of a cannon. As her cum splashed against everyone in a thirty foot radius around her, it caused everyone to begin another orgasm, a hundred new sparks of light flying towards Rouge's Amulet, and hundreds of gallons of semen spraying high into the air. As the golden sparks of energy entered the Amulet, a crack formed in the ruby. Rouge gave a moan of more than just sexual pleasure as her own orgasm crashed over her, her cock gushing into Knuckles' mouth. The echidna's penis rippled and convulsed as it spurted hard, throbbing too hard for him to keep a grip on it. Shadow unloaded his own spunk deep into his mistress' cunny, feeling it ripple around him.

Once Rotor's climax ended, Cream's interest in him seemed to fade and she wandered off, disappearing into the crowd. Rotor had a strange moment, dazed in the aftermath of his own orgasm, where he wondered why Cream did not want to cuddle. Then, shaking his head to clear the cobwebs as he remembered where he was and what he was doing, he began to work his way towards the front of the crowd.

"Nicole, I'm making my way to Rouge... If there's anything you can do to help me, now's the time!" Rotor shouted into the transceiver over the countless moans and cries of pleasure around him as he gingerly stepped over and around any number of writhing and thrusting succubi. It was not going as he had to avoid stepping on anyone or anything, wading through three-inch puddles of semen... and then with a resounding BOOM, a bolt of lightning struck and the skies opened up, an utter deluge of rain falling upon the village as the storm broke.

"Just get the Amulet, Rotor. I'm going to work my way towards the Lake of Rings, and I'll meet you on the way. I'm sure I won't have trouble finding you..." Nicole replied, and Rotor heard her rummaging around through the transceiver. Rotor gave a dark chuckle.

"No, I'm sure you won't with the thousand plus vampires that'll be after me..." he muttered as he leaped over a pair of succubi that were suckling upon one another's shafts. It took Rotor almost a full ten minutes to reach the stage. Rouge was currently bent and contorted in a curious position, rolled up as she suckled on her own penis, Knuckles' cock buried into her muff. She stroked Shadow who was kneeling to the side, her firm grip making him groan in delight. The Amulet rested between her breasts and golden sparks of light flowed into the fist-sized ruby, the crack in the gem growing larger with every second. They did not even pay the slightest hint of attention to Rotor as he stepped up to them, taking deep breaths to steel himself for what he was about to do. The walrus took one deep breath and unhooked the steel sealing box he had fashioned the night before from his belt...

...And reached right into Rouge's cleavage. His fist grasped the Amulet, which was cold as ice, despite having been nestled in the warm grip of the bat's ample breasts for days on end. With a firm, quick tug, he snapped the golden chain from around the bat's neck...

...And ran as fast as he could, not hesitating for a moment. He did not look back, knowing already that a thousand glowing red slitted eyes were staring at his back as he ran through the village, his feet pounding the ground. He dumped the Amulet into the sealing box and closed the lid, quickly tapping a sequence of buttons on the front. There was an electronic buzz and sizzle as the box fused shut, unable to be opened without a cutting torch. A field of energy activated within the container, disrupting the Amulet's energies, causing the thousands of sparks of golden light that were following Rotor and the Amulet to scatter chaotically, before returning to the people who had released them. All the while, he heard the crash of thunder and the pounding of feet as a thousand men, women, and children chased him, their glowing red eyes glaring at him.

Rotor was agnostic. He did not know if there was some higher deity watching over Mobius and its citizens, and if he was honest with himself, he did not particularly care. He felt that what mattered was the living world, not the afterlife, and any questions he had would eventually be answered one way for another. But now as Rotor literally sprinted for his life, he did something he had never done before.

He prayed.

A voice suddenly spoke to him as he ran, and for a bewildered moment of blind panic, Rotor thought it WAS a deity speaking to him, until he remembered the transceiver in his ear.

"ROTOR! I'M COMING!!! I'll do my best to distract them!!! Get to the Lake of Rings!!!" the voice cried. Rotor blinked as he realized it was Nicole. He tried to respond, but was so out of breath that he could not. The walrus suddenly saw a black-haired, brown-furred blur race past him, heading towards the succubi.

"Limiters released, non-lethal suppression methods activated!" Nicole shouted as she leapt towards the crowd. What followed next, Rotor could never describe properly. It was as if Nicole simply vanished, replaced by what Rotor thought looked like a brown cloud. He only realized later that Nicole had turned into a blur, moving as fast as Sonic could on his best day. The entire front row of succubi suddenly went flying backwards as suddenly as if they had run into a wall at top speed. Rotor shook his head and ran away, racing towards the Lake of Rings, not wanting Nicole's distraction to go to waste.

Rotor had never tried to kid himself into believing that he was a fast runner. Having spent every day since his youth watching Sonic break the sound barrier, he knew that he was not anything approaching fast. As such, he knew it was a miracle he had outrun the succubi for as long as he had. What was even more surprising to him was when the forest gave way to a large clearing containing a small, but deep lake. The water seemed to glow slightly in the night air, the surface of the water choppy as rain and wind pounded down upon it. Rotor shivered as the cold rain soaked into his purple fur, washing the profuse amounts of cum out. He raced towards the lake as a golden glow appeared under the surface of the water in the center of the lake. As he broke into the clearing, the glow broke the surface of the water, a glowing ring of golden metal hovering above the water. It was a Power Ring. Rotor gave a grin of relief as he raced towards the Lake of Rings.

His whole plan hinged upon throwing the box and Amulet into the Lake of Rings. His theory was that the immense magical energies that the Lake generated would purify the Amulet, cutting off the lust demon's power over his slaves, and restoring the succubi to their true form and their true minds. All he needed to do was get within throwing distance of the center of the Lake and it would all be over...

But as he came to the edge of the Lake, his bare feet padding in the damp sand on the bank, his mind suddenly went blank. He knew he had to do something, but he could not remember what. It was as if a fog had rolled over his mind, preventing any coherent thought from emerging. He blinked dully and shook his head as if trying to shake the haze from his brain, trying to force his mind to function. He suddenly realized that he had forgotten where he was... then even his name... then even HOW to think. His hands went limp at his sides, and he stared dully out at the surface of the Lake as the storm raged around him, his mind blissfully warm and empty. A voice spoke to him.

"No, no, no... That's a naughty boy, Rotor... You weren't gonna toss that into the Lake. You never wanted to do that in the first place. All you wanted to do was obey..." the voice called over the blowing wind and roaring thunder.

"Obey..." Rotor heard himself mumble dully.

"Turn around and give me the box," commanded the voice, sounding angry and sultry at the same time.

"I will turn around and give you the box..." droned Rotor. He slowly turned around, his movements slow and clumsy like a sleepwalker.

Rotor turned to find over two thousand glowing red eyes staring at him. If he had control of his mind, he would have been truly and completely terrified as each and every one of the succubi directed their hypnotic gaze at him. He had no chance to resist, no ability to fight back, simply crushed under their combined power and left completely mindless and obedient. Rouge stood at the front of the crowd, her own blood-red gaze not on Rotor, but on the box he held in his hand.

The walrus began to slowly walk forward towards Rouge, unable and unwilling to even try resisting. The tiniest part of his mind that was still aware of his surroundings noted that the succubi all faced him, their erections pointing in upon him like a phalanx of spears. Rotor held up the box, preparing to hand it into Rouge's clawed grasp.

"That's it, Rotor. Give it to me. I won't punish you for this... In fact, I'll reward your obedience by letting you become a faithful servant of the lust demon just like everyone else... You'll like that, won't you?" asked Rouge, smiling as her free hand slid up and down her shaft.

"I will give it to you..." he mumbled. His hand reached out, holding the box out for the lead succubus to take. Just then, a voice called out to him.

"Rotor! Move away from her, now!!!" the voice called. Rotor, still deeply entranced, was compelled to obey, and pulled the box back to his body as he took a few steps back. Rouge's eyes narrowed in anger and she looked around to see who shouted.

Nicole leapt out of a tree nearby and hit the ground, dashing towards Rouge and the enchanted Rotor. Every one of the succubi stared at her, but had no will of their own to stop her. Nicole moved with inhuman speed, even beyond the succubi's, and raced towards the bat and the walrus.

"GIVE ME THE BOX!!!" shouted Rouge. Rotor began to walk back to her, holding up the box once more. Nicole's eyes narrowed in concentration. She began to make calculations in her mind, calculating speeds, angles, tactics, and hundreds upon hundreds of mathematical equations, all in the matter of a split second. Her black hair trailed behind her as she leapt into the air. She swept her foot out with machine-like precision, impacting the back of Rotor's hand.

The strike caused the box to fly out of Rotor's hand and high into the air. Every eye in the clearing watched the steel container tumble through the air. Rotor blinked dully, rubbing the back of his hand and wincing, although still engulfed in deep hypnosis. Rouge made to dash forward after the box, but Nicole swept out in front of her and delivered a series of blows with robotic accuracy, left cross, right hook, snap jab to the stomach, knee to the chest, and a spinning roundhouse kick to the back of the head, all within a half second. Rouge was barely fazed by the blows and lashed out with her claws, tearing through Nicole's body. Being holographic, Nicole's form fizzled and sputtered before reforming unharmed. In the time Nicole had been damaged though, Rouge had rushed past her, leaping into the air after the box. All of this took place in a single second...

But Rouge was too late. Nicole's kick sent the box into a perfect arc, flying through the air out over the water. She had even calculated the angle of the kick just right to make in go through the center of the hovering Power Ring, then impacting the water with a loud splash.

There was silence for a moment...

Then, it was as if someone had simply flipped a switch. Almost in unison, every last one of the thousand succubi collapsed to the ground unconscious. The Lake of Rings glowed red, the water seeming to boil with the fury of the lust demon as its power was severed and sealed, its bond to each and every one of its servants being purified and broken. Rotor shook his head dazedly as his mind suddenly cleared of the fog, his mind snapping back to clarity. He looked around as Nicole came up to him and grabbed his arm.

"Are you okay?!" asked Nicole.

"I... Think so... Just a little dizzy... Wh-What's going on?" he asked. Nicole shook her head.

"I'm not sure. I knocked the Amulet into the Lake of Rings... But I am not sure if it has worked... The succubi collapsed but the Lake of Rings is boiling!" she exclaimed.

But as they watched, the succubi began to go into convulsions as they lay on the ground. A magical steam rose off their bodies as their claws and fangs vanished, and the females' sheaths melted away into flat, featureless fur. The boiling Lake began to settle, the red glow fading away slowly.

And then there was nothing but the sound of the pounding rain and the blowing winds... Nicole and Rotor stood together silently, looking out at the thousand unconscious villagers, both worried about their well-being, but afraid to voice their fears aloud. The beating rain fell upon the villagers' fur, feathers, and scales, washing the pearly white liquid from their bodies.

It was almost ten minutes before Princess Sally's hand twitched. Soon after, the other villagers began to stir and moan, slowly coming back to consciousness. Rotor gave a sigh of relief, shaking his head. Nicole gave a cry of joy and raced forward to tend to Sally dutifully.

"Sally!!! You're okay! I-Is it really you?" asked Nicole, wrapping her arms around Sally as the Princess sat up slowly. The squirrel opened her eyes, and her eyes had returned to their normal shape and color.

"Wh-What? What's g-going on? Th-The last thing I remember... I was entering my bedroom... and someone was there... Oh, my head is KILLING me..." Sally moaned, rubbing her temples, "Nicole... Is that you?"

Rotor heard echoing questions come from around the area, people recounting their last memories before they were transformed, complaining about extreme headaches, or wondering where they were. As Princess Sally, Sonic, and a thousand other men, women, and children began to look up at Rotor, the walrus only had one question, and one alone...

"...How the heck am I gonna explain this?!"

THE END...