#hii i worked real hard on this one -twirls hair-

[aro-arttorneys]

Happy "it wasn't christmas yet!" to those who celebrate 🥳

[terrifictomholland]

hii I couldn’t find the prompt list sorry!! but I was wondering if you can do something where Tom and the reader are the best man/maid of honour for their friends’ wedding, and they’ve kind of had a crush on one another ever since the wedding planning began, and on wedding night they finally hookup

I have no excuse for the amount of time it’s taken me to write this and I can only apologise for that - but I do hope you enjoy this. I’m quite pleased at the level of softness this is. 

THIS CONTAINS SMUT! +18 PLEASE It was mayhem. Utter and complete mayhem.

Your childhood best friend was getting married and you were of course, the maid of honour. 

So that meant you had it up to your neck with numerous responsibilities. Luckily, or unluckily - depending on how you viewed it, you got to share those responsibilities with the man of honour.

Tom.

There he stood in all his glory. 

Holding a hand over his stomach as he laughed with Harrison and the sound was music to your ears. It sounded so hearty and infectious that you couldn’t help your own smile. 

“Alright, let’s call it for tonight!” The bride-to-be Anna said, clapping her hands together to get everyone's attention. You let out a sigh of relief at the prospect of getting to put your feet up and enjoy a glass of wine in your hotel room by yourself. Maybe watch some series on your laptop. 

“What are your plans?” Tom sidled up next to you. 

The close proximity of his body was making you short circuit. Your heart started to beat loudly in your chest, hot flashes broke out all over your body and your throat went dry.

Being close to Tom was making you react in a way you’d never experienced before. 

“My plans?” You repeated seeing his megawatt smile take over his face giving you a nod. “Oh uhm, probably go back to my hotel room and have a cheeky glass of wine, catch up on some series. Why?” 

He made a ‘pft’ noise at that, “Have a glass of wine with me instead.” The moment he said those words your heart nearly leapt out of your chest. 

“Huh?” 

“Have a drink with me,” He repeated once more for you, this time slower. 

“As in a date?” Tom’s cheeks darkened when you asked that and he opened his mouth and closed it a few times. 

“I uh, I mean - I, sure!” He stuttered and you bit your bottom lip feeling your chest tighten and a bunch of butterflies erupted in your stomach. 

“Alright,” You spoke softly, giving him a timid and shy smile. 

“For real?” His voice pitched higher making you giggle. He cleared his throat in embarrassment.

“Wanna head out now?” 

“Lead the way Holland,” 

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Instead of going to your hotel room, the two of you wound up at an empty beach, a cheap wine bottle going back and forth between you both as you sat in the lifeguard tower, both of you sitting right next to each other.  Overlooking the sea as the sun set, making the sea look as though it sparkled against the fading sun. It was magical.

“It’s breathtaking,” You breathed, staring at the sunset completely transfixed at all of the different colours and hues that was painted across the sky. 

“It really is,” What you didn’t notice was Tom looking at you while he uttered those words. At least, not until you felt his fingers brush aside a piece of your hair from your face. You swallowed thickly, turning to look at him seeing the shy smile on his face. His cheeks were dusted in pink as he tucked your hair behind your ear, fingers gently caressing your cheek and you melted to the touch, eyes falling shut.

“You are so beautiful,” He spoke the words so softly, so sincerely it made it hard for you to breathe properly as your eyes opened again. You felt intoxicated and it had nothing to do with the wine, it was all Tom and the effect he had on you.

“Can I kiss you?” 

All you could do was smile and place your hand on his cheek moving even closer to him. Your eyes moving down to his lips seeing him lick them and you did the same before he grabbed your face in his hands. His breath falling over your face making shivers run up your spine.

What happened next felt like something out of a fairytale. 

His thin, chapped lips pressed against yours hesitantly before you kissed him back. He got his confidence back and began kissing you more insistently - his hand moving from your face to your waist to pull you in closer and you threaded a hand in his hair keeping him close. 

His tongue swiped across your lower lip and you parted them, feeling him capture your lip and suck on it. Which was enough to make you let out a sigh against his lips and you felt your stomach clench. 

Your tongues met and you let out a quiet whimper tasting the wine and spearmint on his tongue, sucking on it gently hearing him let out a noise from the back of his throat and it was addictive to hear him. You two stayed like that for a good twenty minutes, just exploring and familiarizing each other's mouths.

Eventually, you both pulled away, sharing a few pecks and keeping your foreheads together. You giggled at the sight of his swollen lips and glazed eyes and mussed up hair. He had never looked more stunning.

“Thanks,” He grinned bashfully, cheeks tinting.

“Did I say that out loud?” You whined, making him laugh as he nodded.

He placed a gentle kiss on your forehead, “For the record, you’re just as stunning too,” 

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Following the date by the lifeguard tower, you and Tom spent as much time as you could during the rest of the wedding rehearsals and all of the planning. Dividing and sharing the responsibilities equal so that it didn’t get too overwhelming for the other. You were after all, the maid of honour and best man so you had similar tasks. 

Today however, you were busy as a bee seeing as how it was the wedding and everything needed to go as smoothly as possible. And up until now, it had - you were next in line to walk down the aisle before the bride was due to walk down. 

You felt butterflies dancing in your belly because you knew that at the end of the aisle would be where Tom stood. And on a slightly selfish train of thought - you were pretending it was yours and Tom’s wedding and you couldn’t wait to see his reaction when you came down. 

It was your turn and you took a deep breath before you walked down, smiling at the guests and taking care not to stumble - you were very much prone to trip over your own feet. You didn’t need that humiliation today, so each step was carefully planned. 

You looked up when you got close enough and your breath got caught in your throat seeing Tom standing there in his tux and hair gelled back looking like a dream come true. 

In true fashion to yourself, you winked at him and his shoulders shook with silent laughter when he saw you do that. He winked right back making you grin as you took your place opposite of him, holding your bouquet. 

As soon as the music started playing and Harrison saw Anna come walking down the aisle, everything turned to a blur for you. Tears welling up in your eyes at the beautiful and loving ceremony between two people so perfect for each other. Everything was like a fairytale, the vows, the rings, the kiss. Later on at the reception, it was just as immaculate and beautiful and perfect. 

“May I have this dance?” Tom snuck up behind you with his hand extended to you and you beamed, taking it. He twirled you once before bringing you in, his hand on your waist and the other holding your hand as you leaned your head on his shoulder. Feeling so safe and content in his arms to let him lead.

“What a day,” He murmured in your ear and you grinned feeling the soft kiss he placed on your temple.

“It’s been one of the best days of my life - just look at them, they’re so happy,” You gushed glancing at the happy couple who also shared a dance together. Laughing and kissing, it filled you with so much happiness to see the way they looked at each other so in love. 

“I’m so happy they found each other,” Tom agreed and you looked up at him, seeing him watch his best friend with nothing but joy and warmth.

“I am too,” You smiled, reaching up to place a kiss on his cheek. Tom turned to you and leaned down giving you a proper kiss. 

“Missed you today,” He mumbled between pecks,

“God you’re a sweet talker,” You flushed and he grinned, “It’s working in other words,”

“Oh it most certainly is,” 

“Enough for you to want to sneak out of here with me?” He left the question open-ended and you felt your stomach clench at what he was prompting. 

“Can we go now?” Your face was burning at how eager you sounded and he picked up on it. His hands rubbed your waist and he let out a laugh nodding.

“I think we can get out of here rather unnoticed, but we probably should tell Haz and Anna,” He suggested. 

It was an easy conversation to have, wishing them the best on their honeymoon before the two of you ducked out. 

Once in Tom’s hotel suite you lost a bit of your nerve. You both felt the energy crackle in the dimmed room. Tom took a seat on the edge of the bed and you toed off your heels before walking over so that you stood between his legs. 

His hands came to rest on your hips and you ran a hand through his soft hair, messing up the carefully made hairstyle he had for the entirety of the wedding.

You smiled seeing his eyes close when you raked your fingers through his hair. He ran his fingers up and down the sides of your dress, lifting it up higher and higher, exposing more skin.

“Take it off,” You whispered. He smiled stripping you out of the dress leaving you in your strapless bra and lace thong.

 “Lay down on the bed,” He murmured and you gulped, getting on the bed, laying down on your back and feeling yourself melt against the soft mattress that shaped itself to you. You watched Tom lift your leg up, caressing it and trailed kisses from your ankle all the way up to your thigh and then giving your other leg the same treatment. 

“Oh Tom,” You breathed feeling your heart trying to escape from the tenderness of his touches and caresses. 

“You deserve to feel worshipped,” Was all he said and you felt tears prickle in your eyes at the sweet words and how genuine he sounded. Like you were his everything, that nothing but you mattered. 

“Come here, let me kiss you,” You choked out sitting up slightly and he crawled up beside you, immediately kissing you and pouring all of himself into that kiss. 

You wrapped both of your arms around his neck bringing him down on you, needing to feel his body against your own. You had no idea how much time passed but after a while, you wanted more. 

“Take your clothes off,” You murmured once his lips were attached to your neck and you let out a moan feeling him suck on the skin there. He sat up and removed his clothes in a hurry and you flushed seeing his chiseled body and his beautiful cock curving up toward his tummy.

You reached out and touched him, wrapping a hand around him and he let out a groan.

“You’re so beautiful,” You told him, looking into his eyes and you saw his lips part and he gave you an emotional smile.

“You are too,” He breathed sucking his lip between his teeth as you worked him up even more, hearing the curses and grunts tumble out of his mouth.

“I just want you to feel good,” You smiled seeing his head fall back in pleasure, “Fuck, you do,” His breath getting caught in his throat.

“Can I touch you too?” He cracked his eyes open and you nodded, spreading your legs and he smiled stroking your inner thighs at first and your eyes never left him as you jerked him off. 

You let out a gasp feeling him rub your core through your panties and you bit your lip when he felt just how wet you were already.

“All for me?” He asked incredulously and you nodded shyly. 

“Take them off,” You urged helping him by lifting your hips. In one swift motion he slipped your panties off and you spread your legs for him once again. 

Your hips jolted forward when you felt him rub your sensitive clit for the first time and a quiet moan fell from your lips at the sensation. It had been so long since you’d been touched like this, and Tom was well on his way to figure out exactly what you liked.

“Slip them inside,” You gasped only feeling yourself getting more and more wet the more he circled your clit, trying different speeds and pressures on it. 

You choked on your breath when he eased his finger inside, filling you up and dragging it against your warm and tight walls. Your eyes crossed when he fucked his finger deep, curling it to reach your g-spot and you let out a cry.

“G-god,” You stuttered feeling the air get knocked out of your chest when he slipped another finger inside, stretching you out. You removed your hand from his cock, licking a stripe on your palm and then wrapping your hand around it again. Your hand working him faster the more he worked you up too. 

Both of your moans and groans filled the room as you both got inevitably closer and closer to the edge.

“I, oh god - want you inside me now,” You sighed throwing your head back. 

“Yeah? You ready?” 

“So ready,” You nodded enthusiastically. He got off you and the bed, retrieving his pants and pulling out a condom. 

“Well someone’s prepared, did you bank on getting lucky tonight?” You giggled watching him rip the foil package and fist himself a few times before rolling the condom on.

He let out a quiet laugh, “Well, you can’t blame a guy for hoping,” 

“No, no I can’t babe,” You smiled when he got situated on top of you and he ran his cock along your folds and you felt anticipation roll through you when he started pushing in. 

“Let me know if you need a sec, yeah?” 

You kissed him, “I will,” You reassured against his lips as he bottomed out, staying still for a few moments and you slowly relaxed around him. 

The pleasure was starting to gradually build and you wrapped your legs around his waist driving him deeper inside causing both of your moans to mingle together. 

“You feel fucking heavenly,” He grunted before he dove in and kissed you passionately, building up a pace that made you squeeze down on him, loving the way he was filling you up.

“Oh fuck Tom,” You gasped into his mouth when his cock nudged your gspot making your head hazy. 

Spots of white hot pleasure popped up and you felt your cunt clench all around Tom. He moaned loudly when you did and your climax was building up again from earlier. 

The warm and tingly sensations growing stronger with each thrust he gave.

“Feel so fucking big inside me,” 

“You were made to take my cock darling,” He leaned down sucking your nipple into his mouth and you let out a scream when he did that.

“Harder! Fuck me harder,” You gritted out trying to chase the high of your pleasure, moving your hips in sync with him to take him deeper. 

Your movements turning more frantic the closer you got and he could tell. 

He reached a hand down rubbing your clit fast and hard and you cried his name as the pleasure took over. 

Your body arched and toes curled as your orgasm ripped through you. Your insides liquefying and warmth coursed through as he fucked you through your orgasm, which set off his impending one. He came shouting your name, panting heavily on top of you whilst still pistoning his hips inside of you so that you both could ride out your highs together. 

You caught him and wrapped both arms around his sweaty body, his heart racing and you placed gentle kisses all over his temple and wherever else you could reach.

“You’re fucking incredible,” You smiled dopily at him once he got enough strength to roll off of you. He chuckled breathlessly and discarded the condom, making a jump shot to the bin and you rolled your eyes.

“Oiii that’s a three pointer!” He smirked and you snorted cuddling up to him, nuzzling your face in his neck.

“For the record, you’re fucking incredible too and even more incredible to fuck,” 

“Oh the fucking cheek of you!” You gasped before you both wound up in fits of giggles.

[idontworkforsega]

Hii! ^^ My first time asking for a promt here :3 I'm a big fan of you and cutegirlmayra's work! Could you maybe if you'd like, make a fic about amy turning into a boy or something from a machine tails made? Like gender blend. How would sonic react? Make it sonamy ;>

Hey! Thank you! I’m so excited this is your first time asking for a prompt. I hope to see many more from your beautiful mind, Cherry-chan ^^

I don’t know… Cutegirlmayra is kinda hard to beat… but since we’re setting the bar, I’ll jump as high as my writing can take me! :Db

Prompt:

It was supposed to help Tails understand the female mind more… but instead, as Amy sat in the chair with the strange waves moving up and down her body from the helmet attached to her head, a new–stranger–sensation set in.

Suddenly, she didn’t feel like herself.

In fact, her stomach hurt. But it was a different kind of hurt.

She needed to pee.

“Are we done yet, Tails?”

She covered her mouth instantly, “T-Tails!?! Why is my voice so low!”

She felt something move under her hands and touched what felt like a… “Adam’s apple!?” she jumped up, “MY BOOBS!” her dress looked deflated. Instinctively, she covered her chest with her arms, almost hugging herself, and realizing nothing but a broad chest was there.

“AaahhhhaaAAAAHhh….” she made a sound that could only be interpreted as uncomfortable as she lifted a leg up and crunched her body in.

Tails was still analyzing some things, not having turned around. “Huh. That’s funny. It seems instead of putting information in to counter-play the male brain dynamics… the machine ended up downloading information out… but that’s odd, information can’t download into-” he slowly turned around as Amy was waving her arms about, trying to get his attention as he gasped.

He fell back and gripped the edge of his lab desk, his engineering pieces falling everywhere behind him. “Oh, Chaos!” he shouted out, “What… who… Amy?!”

She whimpered…. he whimpered???

Tails shook his head, “That’s impossible.” he turned back to the computer, typed some things in, then shoved the entire keyboard and turned back to walk up to Amy, “How is this possible?!”

Amy frantically tried to place her hands anywhere that wouldn’t be touching her newfound body, “I don’t know, but I care, so fix this and give me back my cute girlish charms.” she was surprisingly trying to keep herself relatively calm but was failing drastically.

“Huh. I think I’m gonna have to reverse the polarity-” Tails looked away for only half a second, but Amy’s now manly hands grabbed at his chest fur and hoisted him up to her/his face.

“Don’t leave me like… This!” Amy used her eyes to gesture to herself.

Her now, baggy, dress fell flat and barely moved with her. With the figure change, so did the clothes…

“A-Amy…” Tails tapped her hands, “You probably have a lot more testosterone in ya then you’re used too! It’s causing you to be violent… just… set me down… deep breaths.” Tails lightly tapped her hand, as though saying ‘uncle, uncle!’ at her new found strength.

She was always strong, but with more muscle and bone mass, she was even more of a destructive powerhouse… probably more than she was used to having.

“O-oh… Deep breaths… right.” she put him down.

Her boyish form moved over to the most reflective surface she could find, gripping her now spiking hair as it wouldn’t fully lay flat–the object she chose was a steel plane cover that had been taken off one of Tails’s earlier planes for refurbishment.

She looked at her mouth, her eyes, the now angled and sharpened three bangs she had.

Nothing looked soft anymore… She wanted to cry but tears weren’t coming.

Why was that?

She looked at her dress, now looking ridiculous on her as it didn’t hold its same ‘hoop’ look. She was like wearing a huge, basketball t-shirt with a tight band at her waist.

She then saw something she never knew she’d like.

Her gentle look.

She was amazed to see that her eyes, although different, still held her emotions well in them.

“I-I’ll fix this, Amy! I’ll do… do something!” Tails was clearly flustered, but had no idea that whilst he talked to himself, Amy began to smile, and flexed in the reflective steel.

“Take your time…” she chimed, registering her voice a little higher than a man would normally carry it. There was some music in her voice, as she made a duck face and turned around, looking at her new–flatter–butt. “Well that’s a shame.” she stated, but then rolled up her dress to see her tail. “Interesting…” she lowered that and let the fabric flop back into place.

She touched her teeth, checking for fangs, before making cute faces and realizing… “You know what, Tails?”

“I’m sorry! I’m really, truly sorry, Amy! This wasn’t supposed to happen…” Still oblivious to her new found discovery, Tails was continuing to work rapidly on his computer.

She side-glanced him, frowned to the side of her face as though deciding not to tell him, and smiled at herself in the reflection. “I look pretty good.” she placed her hands on her hips and grinned brighter.

She tried to sneak away from Tails… but her usual 'hip movement’ now seemed blocky and caused her slow down her steps. 'Do men really not move with a figure-8?’ she was making a lot of discoveries, taking more 'straighter’ steps and realizing that her arms didn’t need to move so much anymore. 'Huh,’ she tilted her head, 'This man-body is well-portioned. I wonder if it’s because I take care of my diet..?’ she continued to move swiftly and stealthily out of Tails’s home.

As she made her way outside, everything still felt the same. 'Wind? check.’ she moved her gloved hand out into the air, then stepped forward. 'Balance? A little different… but not by much.’ she jumped around, “Ya-hoo!” she charged ahead, summoning her hammer, which was now enormously larger than before, and much heavier. “Yikes!” she adjusted her grip with two hands and then spun herself, charging towards a zone to test out her new self.

It was strange, she felt different, but it wasn’t bad?

Besides, she trusted Tails to fix it… after all… he had to fix it… right?

That’s when it dawned on her.

“Hey…” she put her hammer down by her side. “If I’m a boy now… I wonder…” She placed a hand on her chest, and looked excitedly towards what looked like a flash of blue blur…

She grinned, a bit mischievously. “Hmmmm….”

A devious new plan…

Was forged.

Sonic sped by Metal Sonic, goofing around as he placed his two hands to the side of his face, sticking his tongue out, and taunting Metal Sonic on.

Metal Sonic’s engine revved in fury, but Sonic just chuckled and ran through one of Eggman’s collapsing base doors, extremely thick and made of titanium, meaning that Metal Sonic crashed into it–unable to break in time.

With the explosion behind the closed door, Sonic dusted off his hands and made his way back to the zone. “Trashed a wannabe-robot, raced a loser, and… explosions. Yep. Full day, as usual.” he flicked his nose, walking on until almost bumping into somebody.

“Woah!” He stepped back.

Amy had revamped the dress, making it look just like a thrown-over, long t-shirt tucked enough so in that it looked to resemble a lazy attire, but still a boy’s look. She had manipulated her headband into a 'sweatband’ and placed it in front of her bangs, making them swoop back a bit and change her iconic look.

Her spikes now stood more up and pointed outward, mimicking male hedgehogs but still retaining some soft bends towards their crook.

She rolled down her boots to match the dress’s 'baggy’ look and winked to Sonic. “S'up dude!” she coughed, clearing her voice and placing the new designed Piko-Piko Hammer, the much bigger and heavier one too, on her shoulders.

“…Ummm…” Sonic tilted his head, then tapped his foot. “Do I know you?”

“Oh!” Amy grew a bit flustered, but pointed to the heap of robots behind her. “I-I-um, ehem- saw you were chased by some no-good robots and thought I’d help out!” she tried to keep the deeper range on her new voice, but it still came off a bit fake…

“…Uh…huh.” Sonic folded his arms, squinting. “I thought I noticed some robots trailing off at the end there… Thanks! I guess.” He gave the boy a wave and walked up to him, patting his shoulder. “What’s your name, pal?”

Thinking him a fan, Sonic shrugged off the similar and familiar vibe he was getting, and took it as just 'stranger danger’ for a moment.

Amy felt a tinge from the touch, the same excitement she felt before was different now in this body, but it still felt like her heart was giddy. 'Strange,’ she looked at his hand, 'I’m still happy to be around him… but it feels… somewhat different now. But I can still recognize how I feel.’ Amy closed her eyes, relieved that even in her boy body, she could still feel her girlish wonder for Sonic.

“I’m A-” she cut herself off, “I-I mean-” her more feminine tones came out as she took the hammer in front of herself and shifted her eyes about, “Amil… Amil the Hedgehog.” she cleared her voice and tried to keep it at a normal, still deeper than her usual voice.

Sonic raised an eyebrow, feeling something off about this dude and removed his hand. “Ohh… k?” he didn’t feel comfortable with this guy. “You okay there, Amil?”

“Oh! Just excited to meet a real hero! That’s all!” Amy twirled her hammer, attempting to lean on it but it whacked her in the face, “Ow!”

'Geez, I can’t control my own strength!’ She silently cursed her new, muscular body and poofed the hammer away.

“Rrrriight.” Sonic smiled, but a sweat-drop had appeared on the side of his face. “Well, I should be off…” He began to move on, “Take care!”

“W-wa-wait!”

Surprisingly, Sonic did.

Why did Sonic stop when a dude asked, but not when she asked him too?

Trying to play off the fact that she could be mistaken as a young boy, she decided to play the part of an awkward new kid in town. “Mind if I train a bit with you? Fighting robots?” she pointed to the field, having some of Eggman’s robots still littering the zone.

Sonic looked to the boy and then the zone,… after a double-take, he smiled and gave her a thumbs up. “Sure thing, pal! Want to fight along a hero?”

“Absolutely!” Amy’s eyes shined.

She was able to see a different side of Sonic, one more relaxed but still trying to keep up appearances in front of a fanboy… She liked that even though he didn’t know it was her, she could still feel his kindness and friendship towards her.

“Woo! You sure know how to swing that hammer!” Sonic stretched out on a low-riding tree branch, still having his feet planted on the ground, as Amy watched him with happy admiration. “Harder and more violent than someone else I know.” he yawned.

'This is my chance!’ Amy’s eyes lit up at that.

“R-really?” She tried to play it cool, leaning on the branch with her arm up by her head, but it looked way too much like she was leaning into him.

Sonic didn’t notice though, so she quickly grew nervous and moved back to folding her arms and facing forward.

“Yeah, just an old friend.”

She frowned. 'I’m not that old…’

“W-what is he like?” Amy played along, tilting on her heels which … as Sonic adjusted his gloves, made him look down and suspiciously look back up at the boy.

'That’s something Amy does when she’s trying to be sneaky about something…’ he thought, but shrugged it off. 'Amy couldn’t pull off such an elaborate ruse. There’s no way she could hide those long eyelashes, or even glue them down.’ he snickered, but Amy wondered what that was about.

“Not… a boy?” She thought he might be laughing at the fact that she said 'he’.

“Nah, but can rough it out like the rest of us.” he finished adjusting his gloves and smiled back to him. “Hey, Amil. Ever had a girl you liked?”

She felt her whole body shoot up with fire. Strange, as a girl, this felt like bubbled lightning…

“W-w-wh-what do you mean?” She was acting extremely suspicious, and Sonic began to see more and more Amy in this dude…

He narrowed his eyes, 'Is it Amy..?’ he leaned closer. “Yeah…” he smirked, turning his body more towards her, and tilting his head back. “Is that a yes?”

“I-I mean… W-where did this come from?” She grew nervous. 'If I say the truth, he’ll think I’m a dude who likes him or something! I-I-I don’t want to make this awkward for him…’

As the boy looked down, clearly nervous, Sonic decided to play it smooth. He did the exact same stance Amy had pulled moments before, with his arm up and his hand supporting his head as he leaned against the branch, turning more towards her…

“You just seem like the romantic type.”

Amy suddenly felt a strange sensation and grabbed at her stomach, 'Oh my Chaos…’ she sweat nervously, looking up at his face.

With such a clear sign coming off of Sonic, she almost felt like she was about to spit out in a gasped shock, 'WHAT IF HE’S GAY!?!?!?’

Amy moved away, shaking her hands out. “H-aafahsahbah-!!” she couldn’t speak right, her head was reeling. 'Does he know it’s me??! Is he actually flirting with some stranger!? Oh no… what if he is gay!? What if that’s why he’s always so charming and sincere, but never available!?!?’ Amy’s head reeled as she didn’t realize she was blushing in real life… nor keeping up her 'manly facade’ very well.

“Got'cha.” Sonic pretended to 'fire’ with his hand, which he had formed into a gun-like position, and tapped her forehead. “You’re Amy, aren’t ya?”

Her knees wobbled, before she slowly fell to her legs. 'What’s going on!!?!?’ her eyes were wheeling.

“Hahaha! Knew that was you. Nice try, Ames. But there’s no way I wouldn’t notice you.” He waved a finger, thinking himself very clever before…

He picked the bloke up and felt the strange weight difference.

Then…

He noticed the shape of the dude in his arms… the different body suddenly made him drop Amy and speed back.

“What on earth!?” He thought maybe she had chest-binded, but that wasn’t the case now. “Are… Are you not…?” Now Sonic’s head was clearly reeling.

“I-I can explain-” Amy began, but Sonic immediately bowed in apology, then looked away extremely nervous.

“Woah, sorry dude! You act exactly like a friend of mine. I mistook you for a second as her, but you’re clearly not.” He offered him his hand. “Seriously, really sorry! You two have a lot of similarities… hope that doesn’t squash your ego, though. Girls love a man in pink!” he winked, trying to recover from what he thought was a blunder.

Amy’s eyes seemed to shrink, “You… mistook me?” She suddenly burst into laughter.

Sonic felt all his pride dwindle away then, his head hung low and his spirit almost seemed to be escaping the embarrassment by flying out of his mouth, having three spikes in it’s ghostly form to show it was him.

“Hahaha! That wouldn’t be the first time. You’re okay. A lot of people mistake me as looking kinda girly.” She scratched the back of her head, then narrowed her eyes in a smirk, 'Who’s got who?’ she disguised her victorious, devilish laugh as just part of her mocking him. “Anyway, what’s this girl like? Someone special to you? Must be if you think she would dress up just to trick you.” She waited with sparkling eyes as she got up to hear something romantic slip from his mouth again–and this time–no jokes!

Sonic scratched his nose, looking away with a frown. “Well,… she’s a handful. I’ll say that much.”

A shot fired through her heart. She could literally fell it sinking. “W-what?”

“Well, you know girls.” he shrugged then, “Kinda emotional.”

Amy’s eyes bounced down, “O-oh… you think she’s clingy then?” something hard was stopping her from swallowing… something fierce was forming in her fist… was this… rage?

Normally, the first emotion would be devastation, right? Being rejected so openly and bluntly… but that emotion swept by and was immediately replaced with some form of anger and shame.

Was she not good enough?

She dipped her head, darkening out her expression.

“Clingy? I wouldn’t say that. She just gets lonely sometimes… understandable for the lifestyle I live.” He walked by, but Amy grabbed his arm before he moved too much away. “H-huh?”

“Ever thought that maybe that could hurt too?”

Sonic was a bit weirded out again, now thinking this wasn’t–in fact–Amy. “Umm…”

“Maybe she just feels things differently… maybe girls… feel differently about things than you do…”

“Then… I do?” He noticed a strange mix-up in the boy’s speech, and slowly turned back to him. “…Amy..?” he questioned it again, as Amy released his arm.

“There you go again… just cause a dude’s a little more sensitive doesn’t mean he’s a-”

Sonic grabbed her by the shoulders, spinning her around and digging his eyes into her own, studying her.

She tensed up, freezing in place…

“…Tell me, honestly.” He narrowed his eyes, “…Are you in there?”

Amy felt herself let go of the facade, “Tails’s machine changed me… he said he’d change it back, but I wanted to see you…” Finally… there was finally tears forming. Her old emotions kicked in, but violently pushed her.

She grabbed him, a little too strongly, back into her arms and gripped him there. “Being a boy is so confusing!!!” she cried out, her voice turning back into a higher register. “Why can’t I make sense of my emotions anymore!? It’s like, they’re not all at once, they’re different and happening at different times. I don’t like this anymore! I don’t want you to being so chill with men and not me! I want you to be like this and honest without tricking me like I’m something different! WHAAA-HAAA-HAAA!!!”

The signature cry made Sonic’s eyes widened.

“You’re not kidding…” He sweatdropped, moving her away, “A-Amy,… if you really are in a different body now then…”

“But I’m still me.” she sniffed, her usual look suddenly coming through the sharpness of her new, angled features and face. Her hands were bundled up by her chest now, and Sonic could see his memory flash between Amy and the boy standing in front of him now.

“Alright,… Alright, just… take a deep breath.” he was much kinder now, something Amy had missed.

“Why do you and Tails say the same things.” she rubbed her eyes, “Boys can still cry?”

“Of course we can cry.” Sonic smiled, putting an arm around her shoulders and winking into her, moving her towards Tails’s direction. “But let me ask you something… you haven’t… you know..?”

“What?” Amy looked up, quite innocently at him.

“Needed to… well… nature’s calling, or anything… right?”

She gasped, blinking and understanding what he was saying. She put her hands up to her face, “I’ve been holding it this whole time!”

Sonic, again, very awkwardly offered his arms, “Let’s get you Tails… I think you look a lot cuter as a girl, though…” He blinked, rather innocently at her new body, “You’re so much scarier as a boy! You were savage towards those robots!”

“Oh, you.” She fanned a hand out, “I’m still tried from crying. Why do boys tire so easily?”

“What? Women don’t?” Sonic joked, scooping her up.

“We handle it a lot better… cause it’s not all at once.” She stuck out her tongue.

“I guess you can’t really say things like that, Amy.” He began to take off, “Besides… you’ve only been a dude for a half a day, right?”

“R-right.” Amy blushed, embarrassed to be making so many comparisons.

“There’s one thing we can kinda agree on though, right?” Sonic sped up to Tails’s door, then struck a confident, flirty pose. “Boy or girl… I still got it.”

“D'oh! You-!!!”

Amy was changed back, and though glad to pee as she always had, still kinda wished she could have continued talking to Sonic as a boy.

It felt different, but it wasn’t so bad.

(This isn’t really my forte, it’s hard to write these, but Genderbending is fun regardless! I was about to call out a rule that Cutegirlmayra has on you, but I let it slide ;) might not happen in the future tho!)

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