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Amy can hardly believe the situation she's in right now. She never thought she'd be the kind of woman bench pressing, her muscles strained and toned from weeks of working out. Amy never thought she would rip her workout pants with a throbbing futanari dick that she got from Eggman shooting her with a weird beam. And never in a million years would she ever, EVER think that she'd have Bunnie Rabbot stripped bare. Never would she envision Bunnie's hands straddling her or Bunnie's eyes looking down into her face with lustful intent. At the same time, the rabbot rubs her soaking pussy up against the throbbing and needing length.

"Stop zonin' out on me, sugah," Bunnie says, a teasing grin upon her face. "You gotta keep yer focus if you're gonna keep up with yer weights."

Amy licks her lips and grips the bar tighter. "R... right."

"Good job, sugah... now... take a deep breath. Remember, Amy, exhale when you lift. Inhale when you lower, alright?"

Amy nods, lifting the bars. Her arms scream with the burning of lifting. All the while, her cock only gets more rigid. It already destroyed her pants from how turned on she was from working out. Now, she has Bunnie basically riding her. The only way this could get worse if-

"Shucks, sugah," Bunnie says, lifting herself up. From where she once touched Amy's cock, slick juices slip from her drooling pussy. "This cock can't just go to waste. Now, you got to deal with the unknown when yer up against real opponents. Gotta work against all the surprises, like this!"

It all happened so quickly. One moment, the shapely older rabbit was hovering over Amy's cock. The next, she swallowed up the whole thing in her sex.

Amy chokes, seeing the bulge in Bunnie's stomach, and she loses her grip. The bar falls downward, the strained metal right about to crash into her throat!

Bunnie gasps, her metal hand reaching out, but she stops, her lips quivering, her eyes wide, and her teeth flashing in a big grin. "Amy... you caught yerself!"

Amy's brow furrows, and her face contorts in red frustration, but soon, she pushes that bar up high with a loud and angry scream! At the same time, her cock swells inside Bunnie. The rabbot leans back, running her metal hand over her ears while her other hand rests on Amy's stomach. She rolls herself over that length inside of her, letting out a loud, drolling moan. "Ooooh, fuucck, yes, Amy. You really are a strong-un..."

Amy closes her eyes and takes a few quick breaths before she goes for another set. This time, her focus returns to her, and she lifts, exhaling. With each of those exhales, her cock twitches again, and with each spasm, the rabbot rolls over it.

This continues for a bit, the hedgehog's mind starting to haze a bit more. The whole time, Amy wonders when this will stop. She wonders when she can finally just rest and then give the rabbot what for--what she really needs.

She lost count, pumping iron with grunts and growls that unleashes the beast within her. She wonders if this is what Sonic felt like when he became a werehog--this power, this rage, this lust!"

Cutting her out of her trance is Bunnie, who wraps her robotic hand around the bar. "That's enough, sugah. We just gotta work the muscles, not punish them. In fact, ah think its time you got yerself a little reward." She rolls her hips, biting her lips, riding on Amy's cock.

The hedgehog shakes her head and grips the bar tighter. She pushes against the robotic hand, and Bunnie gasps, feeling the resistance against the robotic digit. She grabs onto the bar herself, gritting her teeth and pushing to return it back to its position. "Sugah, it's too much!"

"N... not enough!" Amy grunts in exertion. She rocks her hips up, thrusting up against Bunnie. The head of the cock slides up deeper inside the rabbot, and with luck or perhaps some other dark force, it finds just the right spot to send Bunnie reeling back, running her hands all over herself. "Oooh, fuck, sugah, what the fuuuuck!?"

Amy redoubles her efforts, pumping the iron, her eyes focused squarely on the weights and on her arms. Meanwhile, her hips move on their own. She lifts the rabbot with the sheer determination to fuck the woman, sliding up and down, bouncing Bunnie on her hips.

The rabbot throws her head back, her eyes wide and pupils shrunken to pinpricks. Riding Amy is harder than any bucking bronco, and bigger, too! The rabbot has to hold on, gripping hard onto the Hedgehog's body for any sort of stability. The cock sloshes around inside of her. It rolls the bulge in her stomach around as the hedgehog continues her thrusting upwards. It is only a matter of time, then, before Amy releases, screaming her loudest, proudest roar.

Bunnie's vision goes hazy as she feels filled up with Amy's potent futanari seed. It splurts out from within her, coating Amy's hips and the bench and the floor, and soon, Bunnie is left a twitching mess sitting on top of the still stiff cock of the unflinching futanari.

Amy replaces the bar upon the rack and takes a deep breath. The hedgehog then pushes herself up, sliding to a sitting position until the two are eye level with each other. Though her arms burn, she smirks, looking at Bunnie's hazy gaze with her fluttering eyes. "Well, now," Amy says, "that feels fucking incredible. Thank you, Bunnie."

"Ah... ha... sugah... that was..."

"Oh, I'm sorry... are we done?" Amy asks, her arms trembling, but she moves them up, placing them on Bunnie's shoulders. "I don't think so. I'm still fucking hard for you, and I" m ready for round two!"

Bunnie takes a few breaths to try and calm herself. The rabbot's eyes glance downwards over the sweaty and muscled body of the futanari Amy. The rabbot hardly believes what she's seeing, and certainly finding it hard to understand what she had just experienced. "Shucks, sugah... whatever happened to you gave you much more energy... Ah wouldn't be surprised if you could take on Knuckles or Mighty in a fight!"

Amy pushes herself up from the bench, making sure to wipe it down. When she turns away from the rabbot, she makes sure that Bunnie gets a view of her sculpted back.

Bunnie does see it, and what she sees, she likes. "Well, you sure did show me you got the strength, but what about the stamina. If'n yer heart can't pump the blood to that dick of yers, you're liable to pass out, ah reckon. You finish resettin' the bench, ah think ah got an idea."

Amy does get the bench nice and reset for the next person to come in, probably someone who has no idea that a lot of fucking has taken place. The concept of getting away with boning Bunnie brings a smile to the hedgehog's face. She begins to turn towards where Bunnie is setting something up, only to stop when she sees herself in the mirror. She's ripped, there's no doubt about that, but so are her clothes. What's left of them dangle in shreds over her body, with only her gloves and her footwear left intact. Sighing, the hedgehog grabs onto the remainder and tears them apart with one fast motion, letting herself bask in examining the statuesque form she has achieved. "Bunnie... I don't know if anyone can resist me now. I'm... I'm just so strong. I'm so sexy!"

"Sure you are," Bunnie agrees, "but yer also still training. Now, then, get over here and let's do some bicycle exercises."

Amy glances over at Bunnie in the mirror and blanches at what she sees. Somehow, Bunnie has taken apart the exercise bike and attached her robot arm and legs to the stationary wheels. She holds onto the front with her other hand, and her butt points up in the air, her cottontail twitching. "What's the matter, never gone for a ride before?"

Amy licks her lips and steps up to the contraption. "I don't see any handlebars here, she says.

"Oh, you don't?" Bunnie asks, her ears twitching.

With a lewd smile on her face, Amy climbs up onto Bunnie, her cock pressing itself into her filled pussy, squishing out some of her cum from the rabbit's hole. Bunnie groans, feeling the rough way the hedgehog handles her. At the same time, she slides her dick nice and forcefully up into her womanhood.

"Aah, yeah, Amy.... Just keep it like that, and... and maintain, ugh, a... a steady, but quick, p-pace!"

Amy nods, her shoes sliding into place on the pedals. She pumps her legs, letting out quick, measured breaths. As she pedals, her hips move on their own, a side-effect of the rest of her body exercising.

When Amy puts more weight on her hips, she doesn't pull as hard on Bunnie's ears, but when Amy gets a little bit tired, she relies more on her arms to keep herself going. The groans that come from the rabbot change from the pounding pleasure to the masochistic pain of being tugged, and Amy switches to make sure she isn't hurting her friend. Exercise is, after all, all about safety.

Her legs burn, but she keeps her cock decently buried inside of Bunnie. After all, the trainer has continuously been panting and calling out for "more, augh, more, Sugah!" the entire bike ride. "K... keep it u-aaap!"

Amy does as she's told and with a toothy grin on her face the whole time. Sure, she's building up more of a sweat than before. Her heart is pumping so much blood throughout her body. She's finding it hard to maintain her erection, but a push of the hips from Bunnie spurs her on once more.

"A... ah... Amy, yer... yer keepin' yourself up so well!" Bunnie says. "H... how's yer he-head?"

"A... a little, ah... woozy!"

"W... well, t-try to ... to pace yerself!"

They keep it up, and Amy does, but her breathing becomes more labored and her actions slower, more deliberate, as her muscles scream, and she works hard to keep herself up. But through it all, she feels the pressure build up inside her, and the reward that Bunnie so deserves shoots out from the hedgehog, filling Bunnie up once again. The two women scream in unison as their orgasms clash against one another. As soon as its over, Amy falls back, landing on the mat, her breasts heaving in her slow, languishing gulps of air.

It's then that Bunnie pulls herself off of the bike and straddles on top of Amy once again. Bunnie's ears dangle over Amy's face, her own body burning with exertion. "Ah... ah... fuck, Amy... Ah... ah ain't had a workout like that in a long, long time."

"Y... You've done this before?' Amy gasps in disbelief and in exhaustion.

Bunnie giggles and leans in, giving the hedgehog a kiss. Amy returns one in kind to the rabbit. "Oh, that's a story for another time, sugah. What we need to do now is hit them showers. Care to join me?"

"C... can't I just lay here right now?"

Bunnie rolls her eyes and unstraddles the hedgehog. "If'n ya want, but ah'm getting washed up-aah!"

Amy picks herself up, wrapping her arms around the half-turned rabbit. She basically throws Bunnie onto the mat beside her. She snuggles up against her back, the hedgehog's breasts pressing against the rabbit's shoulders. "Oh, no, you don't," Amy says, whispering into Bunnie's ear. "You're going to relax with me and cuddle a bit, Miss Rabbot, and you're going to like it."

Bunnie squirms, but not against Amy, but to be the little spoon for her in a much more comfortable way. "Oh, well, Miss Rose, ah do declare, you really are learnin' to be more assertive."

And that she is. Amy thinks about all the fun she can possibly have now that she really is strong, now that she really can assert.

And between her legs, her futanari dick twitches in that anticipation.