This summer was spent differently than the previous years. Tails had just hit puberty, when he started to gain an increased interest in the opposite sex. He didn't want to admit it to anyone, but nothing went on in Sally's domain without her knowing it. It was high time, she thought, that he'd finally act like a normal boy, kick up his heels and sow some oats. That was the normal thing to do this day and age.

Eggman was quickly becoming a distant memory, and all the infrastructure they sought to repair and create was all but finished at this point in time. Meanwhile, Sally spent the past several years steering the culture in a new direction, one that emphasized and glorified sex until it was a normal thing to see young cubs humping behind the park bushes. She brought Mobius back to its roots, to the way things should be. For everyone but Tails, that is.

He was a good kid, but the problem was he always had his mind on one project or another. While other boys his age were busy humping one another, he was working on engineering and adapting technologies, isolated in his workshop. Sally knew he was starting to develop those adolescent feelings, based on the stacks of porn he kept under his mattress and on his computer, but there were late bloomers and then there was him. He was a wallflower, and even though he tugged himself off at night, moaning Cream's name, he had yet to make a move on her or anyone else. She decided to step in before his youth slipped through his fingers and expose him to the world he had been missing.

That was the point of this vacation. Sally hauled him out to this island resort so he could explore his sexuality in a positively charged environment, more so than Knothole. One of the major differences was he couldn't hole himself up somewhere, away from the action. Come Hell or high water, he was not leaving this island a virgin.

"Why are we sharing a room?" Tails asked as they entered their hotel room together. The place was pristine like an ad photo, but it had tropical accents to it. The furniture was made out of bamboo, but whether or not it was authentic was questionable. Tails was inclined to believe the latter.

"Because rooms are expensive." Sally explained.

"But I'll be able to see all your... girl... parts."

"And? You saw them plenty of times when you were younger. You didn't have any problem then!"

"Yeah, but that was before I... noticed- it's just awkward now, okay?!" She giggled at his embarrassment. It was clear that he was attracted to her, but whether it was out of love or lust, she couldn't tell. His parents were casualties early on in Eggman's reign of terror, and she ended up as somewhere between a surrogate mother and an aunt to him. There was no blood between them, though, and now that he hit puberty, she was certain those feelings were starting to get muddled. He turned around to face her, but just as quickly turned back around. Sally threw off her vest and bike shorts and pulled out a purple bikini from her suitcase.

"Well? Are you going to get changed, or do you plan on going out in the hot sun in jeans and a hoodie?" she asked, tossing him a pair of shorts.

"Where are we going, anyways?" Tails asked as he removed his shirt. He got down to his pants when he hesitated and ducked behind the bed to finish. He was already at half wood and didn't want to expose himself to Sally.

"I thought we could grab some lunch. I didn't eat before we got on the plane this morning, and I'm starving! Knuckles told me about this cool barbeque hut down near the pier. I thought we could eat there before we take a walk around the island!"

Tails stood up after he put on an open button shirt and shorts. He waited for a moment behind the bed, making sure that his peen would stay down. Unfortunately, he couldn't repress it by force; that only egged it on even further. How advantageous it must be to be a woman.

"Alright. That sounds good." Tails said. "Probably a lot better than the bag of kettle corn I had on the plane." They left the room and went down the elevator to the lobby. There were about two dozen people, not counting the hotel staff, from the elevator to the front door. Tails scanned the crowd as they passed by.

"When did you say the others were getting here?" he asked.

"They should get here by... evening, I think." Sally explained. "If at all. Sonic said he had to finish something in Down Unda, Amy won't come if Sonic doesn't, Knuckles is showing up by boat, Shadow and Omega are party poopers, aaaaand... I think that's everyone."

"Wait, what about Vanilla and Cr-" Sally looked back at him, and Tails blushed heavily and looked away. "N-never mind!" He was still very embarrassed about revealing to anyone where his affections lay, even though he knew Sally knew. That's why, even though he had sex before, Sally still considered him a virgin. He was still very shy, especially around the target of his affections. That and he was drugged at the time.

The hotel rested at the top of a hill overlooking the beach. From the valet parking spot, they could see the shoreline below. The two made their way down the sidewinding road to the pier. Where it and the sand met, there was a cabana bar and grill and a light crowding of people. In the bright sunlight, they couldn't see into the kitchen, but they could see smoke rising from a vent in the roof, and as they neared it, they could hear the sizzling from the grill. To the left of the register was a potted plant with a yellow, beak-shaped flower. When they got close, the thing sprouted awake, catching both of them off guard.

"AH! CUSTOMERS! CUSTOMERS!" it squawked, flapping its leaves wildly. "MOUTHS TO FEED! FOOD TO MAKE! DENY CREDIT CARDS AND VEGETARIANS! HIDE THE LETTUCE!"

"Shut it, I heard you the first time." a voice said from inside the kitchen. A black and white badger wearing an apron stepped up to the counter, illuminated by the sunlight bleeding through the straw roof. "Ah, Your Majesty! I didn't expect to see you here."

"We're just on vacation and would like something to eat." Sally explained.

"Certainly! What can I can get for you and your friend?"

"I'll have the seafood pasta, please." she answered, pulling out her purse and placing several rings on the counter. "And what about you, Tails?" Tails was spaced out and staring at the strange plant thing on the counter. He never saw anything like it before. Was it an alien?

"Tails?" Sally nudged him.

"OH! Oh, umm..." Tails looked at the menu roster next to the strange plant. "The pineapple burger sounds good. I'll have that."

"Coming right up!" as he said that, the badger tossed a pineapple into the air with one hand, a cleaver in the other. He froze in place as it fell past the knife and onto the cutting board behind the counter. It landed on its stem, appearing to be in one piece, but he then tapped it on its side and it collapsed to the side in ten even slices. Tails and Sally turned around to go sit down at a table. As they did so, they saw Vanilla and Cream approaching from the same path they came from.

"I knew I saw you guys!" Cream exclaimed, running up to them. "It's been so long since we saw either of you!" She gave Sally a tight hug, then Tails, who froze up like a statue. She was wearing a bikini like Sally and Vanilla, and much like Sally and Vanilla, it was hiding away a pair of pretty sizable breasts. She was nowhere near comparable to them, of course, but she was surprisingly well developed for a girl of fourteen. Tails tried to think of anything else, in fear of sporting a massive cartoon boner in front of her, Sally, Vanilla and the strange alien plant.

"We just got here for lunch." Sally said to Vanilla. "You can join us if you'd like."

"What a coincidence, we were coming down here for exactly that!" Vanilla explained. "What would you like, Cream?" Cream took a brief look at the menu.

"I'll go with the pork lo mein!" she said cheerfully, sitting down next to Tails.

"Pork lo mein it is!" the badger's voice echoed from inside the cabana.

"So what have you been up to, lately?" Cream asked. "It's been like two years since we last saw each other, right?"

"About that time, yeah." Tails replied, though that was only half true.

"I heard you got into the modelling business." Sally chimed in. "How has that been?"

"Brutal! Strict exercise and diet regimens, long hours and sitting in various uncomfortable positions in sometimes equally uncomfortable clothes! But it's so much fun and it pays very well!"

Tails nodded in silence. She was leaving out half of the story. The same modelling company had an "after hours" segment of their shoot where the model stripped down and presented herself in many compromising and unflattering positions. Tails had every issue of their after hours series specifically because Cream was one of the models. Despite the delicate wallflower she was when she was younger, every last ounce of audacity was on display in every photo where she spread apart either her pussy, asshole, or violated one or both holes with various objects.

This didn't make him respect her any less, though. In fact, she seemed to be even more unattainable now, being a popular model who did porn shoots on the side. It was every guys' fantasy come to life, and like every fantasy, it was something he didn't think he had an icecube's chance in Hell with. He was a huge computer geek; what would she see in him?

"I do have enough saved up for college at this point, though!" Cream continued. "I plan to go to culinary school once I'm eighteen!"

"Eighteen is pretty far away." Sally said. "You might change your mind by then."

"I don't know. I've had my mind set on it for a while now."

"Well, whatever you decide," Tails said. "We'll back you up one hundred percent."

"Aww! Thanks, Tails!" Cream wrapped her arm around his side and pulled him in close for a quick side hug. Their food eventually came, and the table fell silent save for the sounds of forks scraping against plates and chewing. Tails found the pineapple burger was an interesting combination of flavors. It was sweet and tangy like a pineapple should be, but the process of grilling it changed the flavor to something entirely different. Halfway through, though, his self-consciousness began to kick in again, and he wished that he picked a dish that you ate with a fork. Handling the burger was messy business and he burned through two napkins already cleaning his hands. He didn't want to accidentally get any on himself in front of his crush and look like a slob.

No, he was getting too self conscious. He had to curb those thoughts, so he started naming the periodic elements in order. Hydrogen, Helium, Lithium, Beryllium, Boron, Carbon, Nitrogen, Oxygen...

Tails managed to hold himself together until after he was done. After disposing of the paper plate and spent napkins, he scurried off to the bathroom to wash his hands, but no amount of scrubbing would remove the smell from his hands. Hopefully Cream would have no reason to smell his hands. Tails left the bathroom and returned to the group.

"Say, Tails, would you like to go for a walk on the beach?" Cream asked.

"Uhm, uh... sure?" he replied.

"That sounds like a great idea!" Sally exclaimed, clapping her hands together. "You two kids go have fun! There's a lot of catching up you have to do!"

"We'll be either looking around some shops in town or back at the hotel." Vanilla explained. "I have my cell with me, if you need to give us a call."

"Okay! Come on, Tails!" Cream grabbed his hand and pulled him off to the beach. Once they put a bit of distance between them and the adults, she said, "So you didn't get around to telling me what you've been up to lately!"

"Not much, honestly." Tails explained. "My latest project was completing the antimatter reactor in Mobotropolis. Remember when Eggman blew up the moon with the Eclipse Cannon?"

"Yeah. God, that was scary!"

"Well, a few years ago, Omega was up there looking for... something, when he came across this strange element deposit in the moon's core that doesn't exist on Mobius. We've taken to calling it Elerium-115."

"And that's antimatter?" Cream asked.

"No, because if it was, coming into contact with the matter that surrounded it would cause both it and the matter to annihilate in an explosion of energy long ago. It's a radioactive element like Plutonium or Uranium, undergoing alpha radioactive decay, which creates helium atoms. That alone is not really special, but we found out that, when we bombard the element with a negative electrical current, the alpha decay generates antihelium; antimatter!"

"Awesome! And what does that mean?"

"It basically means that we have almost no worries about energy anymore! One kilogram of the stuff can supply all of Mobotropolis' energy needs for the next fifty years! We estimate that the entire deposit should be able to last the entire planet's energy needs for over two hundred years!" Tails caught himself and he shook his head. "I'm sorry, I'm rambling. I must sound like a huge nerd."

"No no, I kind of enjoy it! Makes you sound very smart, and I think that's cool! I wish I could understand all these things about radiation and antimatter!" Tails turned away to hide his blush. It was kind of weird to think that Cream admired him in that way! He thought of himself as being on the fringes of society, even though he effectively solved all the energy problems of the planet for generations to come. Cream, by comparison, was in she in crowd. She was the popular girl, the girl next door, the unobtainable; the kind of girl that the laws of physics themselves were designed around so that they could never be together.

"So do you have a girlfriend?" Cream asked, taking a seat on the hot sand, facing the water. Tails hesitated for a moment, unsure of how to answer it.

"I... I-mpph..." he stammered.

"Come on! It's not a difficult question, Mr. Antimatter!" Cream giggled. "Do you have a girlfriend?"

"I-no. No, I don't." he finally answered.

"Aww, shame. You're perfect boyfriend material."

"What about you? Any boyfriends in your life?" Tails sat down next to her.

"Well... yes and no. I was going out with this one guy, but then he said something very unflattering and mean about Marine! I got rid of him immediately after that! Then I met a cute guy, also a model with the agency. Didn't get too far with him before I realized that he was a total meathead. And then there was dragon boy. Misogynistic asshole! He just wanted to get into my pants and thought I was a stuck up prude because I wouldn't give it to him right away!"

"At least you've had boyfriends." Tails said. "I can't even get the courage to approach a girl like that, much less ask her out."

"It's not difficult! You just gotta put on an air of confidence and let her feel like she's special! But don't be too confident to the point of arrogance! Don't be dragon boy!" Tails glanced over at her. She appeared to be in thought. It was a bit weird listening to her giving him sage advice. Years ago she was the shy one, and now she was teaching him not to be shy. She matured a lot since then; Tails knew she did, in many ways, based on her photo shoots.

"Come on, I know a great place to hang out around here!" Cream said, grabbing Tails by the hand again. "Lots of hot girls and dancing to boot!"

*    *    *

"So what do you think those two crazy kids are up to right now?" Vanilla asked Sally as they perused through the lingerie store. They were pretty much the only people here aside from another couple and some young teen girls. The place smelled lightly of perfume, which helped to drown out the salty scent of the ocean only a few hundred feet away.

"Back at the hotel, shagging in one of our rooms?" she replied. "Nah, probably not. Tails is too skittish to even ask her out, much less invite her to bed. I'm actually surprised nobody has swooped in sooner."

"Oh, they have. Cream didn't get too far with them, though. They barely got to second base with her before she broke it off."

"That bad, huh?"

"Well, Spike wasn't too bad. Sten was, though! Cream was infuriated after she broke up with him over how he treated her!" Vanilla picked out a camisole from one of the racks. It was a powder blue, and in the breasts of the lingerie, there were vertical folds in the fabric where the partner could stick their hand through to grope the breasts directly. "Ooohh, this is a good one!"

"I like it! You could wear it with this!" Sally held up a harem girl thong with small gold chains dangling from it. The crotch was bare, but was covered by a strip of cloth like a loincloth. "I'm buyin' this one, by the way. Lemme see if I can find another. So Cream is single now?"

"Yeah. Why do you ask?"

"I was just thinking that they might get together. At least, that's my hope, if you don't mind me saying."

"I don't. That actually sounds adorable!"

"There we go. This one should be your size." Sally handed Vanilla a thong similar to the one she found earlier. Vanilla checked the tag to confirm it was the right size for her. "Ready to check out?"

After they paid for the lingerie, Sally and Vanilla left the store and went to return to the hotel to drop off their purchases. They arrived at Sally's room first and found no one around, nor any sign that either of the two ever returned. They decided to take that opportunity.

Sally and Vanilla tugged at the strings holding their swimsuits together, letting the cloth collapse around their feet. They wrapped their arms around each other, pressing their large breasts together. Vanilla's set was larger than Sally's since she was a mother, but Sally's were more firm.

"What do we do if the kids come in?" Vanilla asked. "Let them join us?"

"No. I want to have you all to myself for now." Sally said. "It's been a long time." She leaned down and closed her lips around Vanilla's nipple and suckled on it. It only took a few seconds for her to extract the sweet milk within. She kept stimulating her breasts long after she gave birth to Cream so she would always generate milk. Her husband loved to drink her milk, and when she met Sally, she, too, found herself at her teat more often than not. Even Cream sometimes indulged in her mother's breast milk from time to time, though she was a bit embarrassed to do it now that she was a teenager.

"It's good to know this never changed." Sally mumbled into her breast. She moved her hand down between Vanilla's legs and massaged her pussy lips. She guided Vanilla onto the bed behind her, still drinking her milk. Vanilla's legs trembled underneath her touch. Her breasts and labia tingled, the former much more than the latter. Her stomach tingled as well. Sally's fingers slid past her folds into her hot moist insides. Her fingers massaged the older woman's G-spot while her thumb prodded her clit. It didn't take long for Vanilla to hit her climax. She shivered and moaned as her breasts and womanhood went numb and her brain was flooded with a surge of endorphins. Sally could feel her vaginal muscles clamping down around her fingers.

"Mmmnnn... do you wanna use a toy or..." Vanilla moaned. "We'd have to go to my room."

"No. I want to feel just our skin." Sally answered. "It's been far too long." Vanilla scooted back further onto the bed and spread her legs far apart. Sally climbed on top of her so their pussy lips pressed together. Vanilla was still as soft as always. It felt like Sally put her womanhood to a giant marshmallow that just came off the fire.

The two shared a deep kiss as they bathed in each other's warmth. Sally moved her hips back and forth very slowly to stimulate their pussy lips, but not enough to bring them to orgasm so quickly. Their hands explored each others' bodies, but they kept making their way back to their breasts.

"Did you ever find anyone the past two years?" Sally asked.

"No. I'm still a married woman, you know." Vanilla replied.

"Come on, look at us right now. You call this loyalty to your husband? Besides, it's been eight years since the end of the war. If he hasn't shown up by now, he's most likely..."

"I'd like to think he's still alive... somewhere. It doesn't count, anyways, since we're both women and you can't penetrate me without a device."

"What about the time you mounted Tails? That has to count!"

"He was a child at the time! It doesn't count if it's for fun!"

"So it has to be romantic with a male adult in order to count? You have the strangest concept of morals!"

"I just knew if I found someone, it'd get serious, and I didn't want that."

"Sounds like excuses to me." Sally propped herself up with her hands and started grinding her hips back and forth into Vanilla. "I'm gonna fuck you until you remember just what you've been missing!"

Vanilla bit her lower lip in anticipation and folded her arms behind her head.

"I'd like to see you try!" she taunted. "I bet I can make you cum first." she retaliated by rolling her hips around as well, but in her position her movement was limited. Her pussy lips tingled a bit, but for now it was manageable. She just had to think of something unsexy and nasty and wait for Sally to burn herself out.

Unfortunately for her, Sally already planned for that contingency. She pinched Vanilla's nipples and rubbed her thumbs up and down along their length. The stimulation was almost like they were proto-clitorises. Beads of moisture appeared on the tips. Vanilla tried to stifle her moans, but a few managed to squeeze past her lips.

"Ch-cheater!" she gasped.

"All's fair in love and war!" Sally purred. She redoubled her efforts on Vanilla, grinding into her and assaulting her nipples at the same time. Vanilla squirmed underneath her, still trying to resist the pleasure invading her mind on three fronts. Unsexy thoughts weren't working anymore, so the best she could do now was resist through sheer willpower. She considered staging a counter attack, but there was no point. Sally didn't feel much pleasure through her nipples, something they found out long ago, so it might not work as well as she would like it to.

Vanilla looked down between their legs and saw Sally's exposed clitoris rubbing against hers. The foreskin was drawn back and it was erect like a miniature penis. It beckoned to her.

"AHH! You... INSURRECTOR!" Sally cried out as Vanilla reached down and pinched at her clit. Her womanhood flared up with furious delight. She could feel her peehole dilating, threatening to let loose and drench Vanilla's crotch and abdomen with her sweet honey. She retaliated by assaulting her nipples even further. She rolled her tongue across one of them, the rough texture of the muscle exciting it enough that Vanilla shuddered violently under her. Vanilla tried to hold herself together until Sally hit her orgasm, but she could already tell that she was losing too much ground too fast. Her crotch and boobs heated up with that familiar, electric sensation, and even though she tried contracting her Kegel muscles and resisting it with every ounce of willpower she had, it was too much for her to bear.

Vanilla thrashed underneath Sally when she came. Her nipples squirted milk all over themselves and the bed. Sally lapped up some of the milk, giggling mischievously the whole while.

"Told you I'd make you cum first." she said smugly. She held Vanilla by her thighs and rocked her hips back and forth against her pussy, stimulating her clit against her lover's quivering labia. It didn't take long for her to hit her climax as well, shooting her girl cum all over Vanilla's front like a fountain. Sally fell back on the bed, trembling violently like she was having a seizure. It felt like she got tazered through her clitoris. The love button felt numb and sore and her mind a jumbled mess. After a minute of rest, however, she bounced back, completely refreshed.

"I've got a friend coming over." she purred to Vanilla. She pulled out several lengths of nylon rope from her bag next to the bed. "He'll be sure to punish you nice and good for your little act of insurrection."

*    *    *

"But I can't dance, Cream!" Tails insisted as Cream pulled him by his hand as they drew closer to the crowd. They walked several miles down the beach to a party being held in the middle of a circle of cars and vans. Rock music was playing from one of the vans, loud enough that they were able to hear it a quarter of a mile away. Several dozen people were paired off into smaller groups, either chatting or dancing to the music.

"Neither can most of the people here! Just wiggle your hips and shake your hands like this!" Cream jostled her hips back and forth while shaking her forearms around as she stepped into the crowd. Tails followed her lead, even though he felt like a putz the whole time. Nobody paid much mind to their arrival, which was a good thing. Tails didn't want to make a loud entrance into the group. Cream danced her way up to a group of girls dancing next to a black van with flame decals on the side and hood. The back was open, exposing the enormous speakers that were belching out the music. It was loud, but they didn't need to shout at the top of their lungs in order to hear each other, and it was relatively quiet on the side of the van.

"Hey, there!" Cream called to them. "Awesome music you're playin' there!" They turned to face her. They were both wearing swimsuits. The first was a black and white cat with green eyes wearing a black bikini, and the other was a red robin wearing a blue one piece with a yellow sash around her waist.

"Thanks. I've never seen you here before!" she said in a thick eastern accent.

"My friend and I are here on vacation!" Cream gestured to Tails. "My name's Cream, and my friend here is Tails!"

"You look familiar." the robin said. "Do I know you from somewhere?"

"Probably not. My friend Tails here, though, is the head engineer of Mobotropolis! He designed the energy reactor there!"

"That runt?" the Cat exclaimed, looking skeptically at Tails. "Get real, you're bullshitting us!"

"No, I'm serious! He also made some awesome planes!"

"Alright, then. Show me your awesome planes." she demanded.

"I didn't bring any of them with me." Tails replied. "I came here by commercial airline!"

"Ah, see? I knew you were bullshitting us! Come on, Claire. Let's get outta here!" Both the cat and robin pushed their way past Cream and Tails and went over to the other side of the circle, leaving Tails speechless and looking dejected.

"Well screw them!" Cream exclaimed. "Come on, Tails. I'm sure there's a girl here who might be interested in a mechanic boy!" They moved on to the car next to the music van. It was a bright red two door muscle car with its oversized engine exposed through the hood. Leaning on the hood was an older lioness. She appeared to be in her late teens, possibly early twenties at the oldest. She appeared to be pretty well built, with small, but very defined muscles and abs that looked to be chiseled from granite. Her swimsuit was very revealing, and the strings that held it together pulled taut against her body, threatening to snap like a banjo string.

"Hey there!" Cream called to the lioness as they approached her. "Is this your car?"

"It sure is. Built it myself from scratch!" she explained.

"My god, how many cylinders is that?!" Tails exclaimed upon seeing the car.

"Twelve, but it's a broad arrow configuration! This sucker will coil up the road behind it and throw rocks a mile!" She let out a hearty laugh. "Don't worry, as long as you know how to handle it, it's perfectly safe!"

"You race cars?" Tails asked.

"Yup! There's a nice bit of track going all around the island; 41.8 kilometers! There is so little traffic around here, we can tear some serious ass on Saturdays!"

"It's a ridiculously oversized engine for a car so small." Tails pointed out. "How do you stop it from just jumping out the hood?"

Cream watched on as they engaged in an energized conversation about cars and mechanics. It seemed like they were hitting off rather well, so her job was done. She slinked away from the circle of cars back in the general direction of the hotel.

"Hey, it looks like your girlfriend's walking away." the lioness pointed out.

"She not my... girl. Friend." Tails hesitantly replied. "She's just a friend."

"Wait a minute... I recognize her! She's that model from White Rabbit Magazine!" She hopped off the car and chased after Cream. She wasn't even at full sprint and managed to close the distance of over a hundred feet in just a few seconds.

"Excuse me, I just wanted to say I'm a huge fan of your work!" she exclaimed to Cream. "My friends and I have all your issues, including the after hours series!"

Tails watched on, now, as the lioness gushed over Cream, eventually introducing her to the rest of the crowd around the circle, including the cat and robin from earlier. He didn't know what to do or say, but it was pretty evident that his conversation with the lioness - along with any chances of them getting together - was over. Frustrated, he stormed away from the crowd in the general direction of the hotel, though he didn't feel like returning to his room. Instead, he headed back towards the pier. He passed by the cabana bar and headed out onto the pier, where a small fleet's worth of boats were moored. As much as he liked to admire boats, though, even they were not going to help cheer him up. Not this time.

Maybe it was his fate to be on the very fringes of social circles? He already had problems trying to socialize and find a girlfriend. It didn't help that things like that kept happening, where his quarry's attention will suddenly get drawn elsewhere, and he finds himself watching from the sidelines. The same thing happened whenever Sonic was around, which is partly what led to them drifting apart. Tails didn't want to constantly play the role of second banana.

"That's a bad first impression on this holiday." a voice said. Tails looked over at the boat to his left. Maybe it was due to his depression that he didn't recognize the boat when he should have, but standing on the deck was the familiar face of Knuckles. To his surprise, he was also completely naked. There were no laws against it on the island, of course, but Knuckles was able to get away with it more than anyone else because of his Herculean physique. He worked out a lot, so there was barely an ounce of visible fat on him.

"Hey, Knuckles." Tails said.

"What's eating you?" Knuckles asked. "You can talk to me."

"Just... girl problems, I guess." Tails climbed onto the boat and sat down on one of the seats on the rear of the boat. Knuckles took a seat opposite from him. His monstrous meat lay out on the seat like a third leg. Tails didn't mean to look, but it was difficult not to.

"What kind of girl problems? Can't find one?"

"That's exactly the problem. Not only can I not find one, but I don't have the kind of charisma as either you or Sonic."

"It's not just charisma girls are interested in. A lot of girls like a guy with a big brain, and I know you have that in spades. Like the reactor you built! Or all those planes."

"I tried that earlier. The girl didn't take it at face value, and wanted to see proof that I didn't happen to bring with me."

"Geez, that sucks. Well, if that's the case, make them feel special. Listen to what they have to say, even if it's something you couldn't care less about or understand."

"Cream told me the exact same thing earlier today."

"Cream? You mean you just..." Knuckles leaned forward. "What happened? Did you two not hit it off or what?"

"What are you talking about?"

"You didn't know?" Knuckles rolled his eyes. "Cream has had the hots for you for a long time now! Hell, the whole reason she's even out here for the summer is so she could see you!"

"Really?! But then... why was she... trying to..." Tails stammered, trying to find a logical answer for Cream's behavior.

"Sounds like you're gonna have to sit down and have a talk with her." Knuckles said, standing up. "Well, I'm sorry to cut this short, but I've got to run. Got a meeting scheduled." He hopped off the boat onto the pier, still naked. "I'll trust you with the boat. No joyrides, got it?" he joked, chuckling to himself a bit, but seeing that Tails was in no mood for jokes, he immediately stopped and headed to the shore.

*    *    *

There was a knock at the door to Sally's room. She opened the door, at first a crack, since the only thing she was wearing was the thong she bought earlier, and to get front seats to the beauty that was her body was a privilege that had to be earned. As she had anticipated, Knuckles was standing there, completely in the buff. He stood a head taller than her, muscles
rippling. His dreadlocks were brushed behind his shoulders. All in all, he was the perfect specimen of masculinity.

"How good of you to arrive." Sally purred, stepping aside to let him in. "The prisoner has been very unruly. She thought she could force Her Majesty to cum before I say so. I've called you here for your... expertise. Her arrogance and ambition must be punished!"

"Where is she now?" Knuckles asked. Sally brought him over to the bed, where Vanilla was tied down to the bed. She simply stared at Knuckles, her eyes filled with a knowing lust. Like Sally, she, too, was wearing the lingerie she bought earlier. Her hands were tied around the bedpost behind her, her mouth stuffed with a red ball gag, and her legs splayed out and folded inwards so her heels touched her inner thighs and butt. The mere sight of her caused his cock to jerk up an inch.

"As you can see, she's quite the spunky one." Sally explained. "So, I want you to fill her up with all the spunk you brought with you!"

"You got it." He planned on just fucking Sally when he arrived at the island, but on his way here, he got a call from Sally telling him that there was a change of plans. It suited him just fine, since Vanilla was an extraordinary MILF. The roleplaying was just a kink of Sally's.

He climbed up onto the bed and pulled up the sheer loincloth that covered Vanilla's womanhood. Her position made the lips even more defined and bulbous. Knuckles dipped his fingers in between Vanilla's plump folds. His fingers, unlike Sally's thin, slender digits, were large, twice as thick as hers, and almost seemed to be bulging of muscle like the rest of his body. They dug into her muscles and assaulted her sweet, tender areas. He wasn't gentle about it, but he wasn't looking to hurt her, either. When he found a sweet spot that made Vanilla twitch and jerk, he probed that area mercilessly.

Vanilla moaned through the ball gag and thrashed around in the bindings. He seemed to have foreknowledge about the most sensitive parts of her insides, and he was very aggressive about violating them. Her urethra felt like it was being tasered as she was sent careening over the edge. Her eyes rolled in the back of her head and she let out a muffled scream. Her hips were bouncing up, fighting against the rope that held them down. Knuckles dipped his head down and closed his lips over the upper half of her womanhood just in time to drink in her delicious girl cum. It was sweet as freshly squeezed peach juice, which was a very appropriate analogy, he decided. His tongue poked between her folds and rolled against the roof of her love canal. Vanilla trembled violently, her breathing erratic. She was already on the verge of another orgasm, but before she could fall off the edge, Knuckles drew his head away. She moaned frustratedly, jerking around in the bindings.

Vanilla didn't have to wait very long, though, for the next stage of her "punishment". Knuckles climbed over her, his masculine scent radiating off his body. His enormous cock prodded against the entrance to her womanhood. She couldn't see it, but she got a good idea of how big it actually was as it slid past her quivering labia and deep into her insides. She gasped at the sheer size of it. It was practically as big around as her forearm and probably just as long! It was a wonder he could even fit inside her!

Knuckles' thrusts were slow, but powerful. Each thrust forward jostled her in her bindings. The ridged head was flared, and every motion going either way scraped against her G-spot. While Vanilla did enjoy it, she knew she wouldn't last long. Barely ten seconds into it, and her mind shattered into a thousand pieces as the pleasure built up before exploded again.

Knuckles and Sally grinned at the sight of her eyes rolling in the back of her head and her pupils dilating. She was babbling incoherently through the ball gag; even if it wasn't there, it was highly unlikely she was even using words.

"Fu fu, how does it feel?" Sally asked, patting Vanilla's stomach. Knuckles dipped his head down and closed his lips around one of the nipples that poked through the folds in the camisole. His mouth was like a vacuum on her tit, easily coaxing out her sweet milk. "I bet it feels excruciatingly pleasant, like every thrust makes you feel like you're gonna cum."

Vanilla looked over at her. Tears were welling up in her eyes, but she wasn't crying. Sally was right. The cock was so big inside her, rubbing against all her sensitive areas at once, she couldn't go a few seconds without feeling like she was about to spray her pussy juices all over the ceiling and the opposite wall.

"This is what the Acorn Kingdom does to their prisoners. You think, because you broke into my chamber, that you are strong? The warden, here, will fuck you until you sing and tell us who you work for!"

Knuckles continued to fuck Vanilla while he sucked on her nipple and drinking her milk. Sally took her place at the other teat, and for the first time in a long while, Vanilla had the pleasure of getting both breasts suckled. It was an experience she longed for, but now was actually the worst time for it, since she was already driven mad by the non-stop, multiple forms of stimulation. It was almost impossible to tell when she was about to cum, when she was cumming, and when she was in the afterglow. And somehow through all this, Knuckles didn't even break a sweat or bust a nut inside her yet. Against everything else she was feeling, she actually wanted to feel his horse cock spray its hot sticky wads all over her cervix.

However long it went on for, Vanilla was uncertain. She drifted in and out of consciousness; the energy drain from one orgasm would cause her to lose track of reality while a second one would launch her right back into the thick of it. Her limbs were sore, her breasts practically numb from all the blissful tingling. It was at this point that Sally finally sat up and looked over at Knuckles.

"I think she's just about done. Finish her off, and then we can begin the interrogation." she ordered. As if on cue, Knuckles grunted and moaned like a pissed-off bull, slamming his hips into Vanilla's pussy. All the veins on his cock throbbed and pulsed as thick gooey ropes coated the back of Vanilla's love canal. It was such a long time since she experienced this that she forgot what it was even like to get a pussy full of cum.

He continued to fire one spurt after another into her until finally his frightening meat shaft stopped throbbing and pulsating. Sally untied Vanilla from the bed and tossed the ropes to the side. She was unshackled, but the ordeal left her in no condition to move. Her heart was racing like it was ready to explode any moment, her face was marked with dried up tears, and her limbs were very sore from fighting against the restraints. Sally knelt over her. Her pussy lips were gaping open and leaking an impressive volume of Echidna spooge.

"Maybe now you're a bit more willing to talk." Sally purred, patting Vanilla's stomach again. "You're gonna tell us everything about who you are and who you work for, or it's back on the rod for you!"

*    *    *

Tails hung out on the boat, not moping or brooding. He had a strange mix of emotions, including guilt, confusion, and regret. He was trying to rationalize why Cream attempted to hook him up with another girl when she had a crush on him, but his theories were all illogical and inconclusive. The only way he'd get a definitive answer is to ask Cream directly.

Fortunately, he didn't have to wait around very long. He lost track of how long he was sitting on the boat, but eventually Cream stepped onto the deck from the pier. They stared at each other for a moment, each trying to think of something adequate to say to the other.

"Turns out she was a lesbian." Cream said flatly. Tails tried his best to not laugh at that. "She took me to some of her friends and offered to wear me like a hat."

Tails started giggling through his nose. He didn't know why he was laughing. What she said wasn't inherently funny. It was probably the combination of all the stress and then having that dumped on him just broke him.

"Thanks, Cream. I needed that." he said, doubling over and burying his face into the seat. Cream walked up and sat down next to him. "So why didn't you tell me you had a crush on me?"

"You found out?" Cream let out a sigh. "I'm sorry. I should have come clean with you. I just... didn't know if you were even interested in me."

"You're... interested in me, t-" Tails sighed in frustration. "God, we're both idiots. Cream... I really like you. That's... that's all there is to it, really. I thought you wouldn't be interested in me because I'm just some nobody engineer."

"You made an antimatter reactor and a fleet's worth of planes! Nobody else can claim the same thing!"

"So why were you trying to hook me up with another girl?" Tails asked.

"Well, like I said, I thought you weren't interested in me. In light of finding out, though... I guess I was testing you."

"Did I pass the test?"

"No, you failed miserably. Though, to be fair... I did, too." Cream sat down in Tails' lap, straddling his hips. Tails' heart skipped a beat. She was grinding into his crotch! What's more, she grabbed the bottom of her bikini top and pulled it up over her head. He already saw her breasts in her after hours shoots, of course, but seeing them in person, close enough to feel the heat radiating off her body, was a different experience entirely. She hit puberty only recently, so she was only a B cup; defined enough that they were more than slight mounds on her chest, but still quite small.

Cream pressed her chest into his face so her nipples pressed against his lips. At first, Tails thought it was just a coincidence, but then he realized what she was trying to convey and closed his lips around one of the teats.

"Mom and I do this from time to time." she explained. "She says it brings her to a boob orgasm. Think you could do the same to me?"

To Tails, it felt like all the blood in his body immediately rushed to his face. At first, he was excited that this was actually happening, but then anxiety quickly set in, and he was worried that he might not be able to please her. No... he could please her. He was in love with her, and he would do his best to make her feel good.

Tails closed his lips around one of her nipples and sucked on it gently. He pinched and flicked at the other nipple, which quickly erected both of them to rock hard tips. His cock pressed up against Cream's crotch, begging to be released from his shorts.

Cream shivered and held his head to her breasts. Her pussy lips tingled with arousal. She wanted so much to fast forward and get to the part where he plunged his length into her, but to get the most out of the experience, they had to take it nice and slow.

Cream's staggered breathing was a good tell that Tails' effort was paying off. He could feel a damp spot developing on her crotch through her bikini and his shorts, accompanied by a wave of intense heat like his cock was close to a hot oven. He was not nearly experienced enough to understand all the various physical changes that happened to a girl when they were aroused, and he never considered that could even happen. It made him ever more eager to bury his meat into her oven and feel her warmth at its source.

"Mmnn, I'm getting close!" Cream gasped. She reached between her legs and massaged her clit through her swimsuit. The nylon in the weaving rubbed against the sensitive love button and gave her that extra bit of push to go over the edge. Even though stimulating her clit is what caused her to orgasm, all the pleasure seemed to stem from her breasts. They went numb like her pussy lips whenever she massaged it to climax, which created an interesting sensation, to be sure. At the same time, it did nothing to slake her lust like a normal orgasm would surely have done.

"That... was intense!" she panted as she came down from her high. "So... do you wanna head back to the hotel and... join me?"

"Mm? No... no no, completely unnecessary." Tails gestured for Cream to get off his lap, and after he stood up, he grabbed her hand and led her downstairs, underneath the bridge, into the main cabin of the boat. The living space inside was larger than the outside would lead one to believe. There was a small kitchen to their immediate left as they went in, a closet on the wall next to the stairwell, a bathroom and shower room to the right, and directly in front of them, a queen-sized bed with neatly-folded teal sheets.

"I don't think Knuckles will mind if we borrowed his bed for a while, do you?" Tails pulled off his clothes and tossed them to the side. He looked behind him just in time to see Cream wriggling her butt out of her bikini bottom. Once again, all her after hours photos combined didn't compare to the sight before him now. His cock throbbed painfully with anticipation and stood out above the ninety degree angle.

The two climbed onto the bed. Tails laid down on his back and Cream sat down on his lap. His dick submerged between her butt cheeks and probed against her tail on the other side.

"This feels... so surreal." he whispered. Everything felt like it was a dream, but there were too many details he was aware of, from the warmth of her body, the moist heat radiating from her womanhood, the softness of her skin. Even though all the facts that this was reality was laid out bare for him, he still couldn't begin to comprehend that this was actually happening to him.

"Trust me, everything is as real as it can get." Cream assured him, moving her hips back. She dangled herself precariously on his manhood, applying miniscule amounts of pressure against it.

"Do... you remember that time when we had that tainted candy?" Tails asked.

"Y-yeah. Why?" Cream only partly remembered that night. Her mind was in a fog that night, and she didn't remember many of the details outside of Marine and Sally taking turns violating her with dildos of various sizes and shapes. It was a memory of... mixed emotions.

"Your mom mounted me, but the whole time... I was thinking of you."

"Hmm hmm... that's romantically cheesy." Cream teased, then slammed her hips down on his cock. Both of them gasped loudly and wrapped their arms around each other. It was many years since Tails got fucked by Vanilla, and his memory was clouded by the tainted candy, so he long since forgot how it felt inside her. Now that he was fully aware and sober, it was hot, tight and moist. It also felt like her insides were custom-molded to fit around him. He could also feel her labia kissing his pubis; the plump lips felt very nice and soft as well. There was nowhere else in the world he wanted to be than right here, right now.

Cream began to bounce up and down on his lap, setting a nice and steady pace for both of them. Tails gripped her by her firm, tight ass and helped her with her motions. Every motion downwards made her vaginal muscles contract around his member, but it wasn't painful. In fact, it felt very good, for both of them.

Cream leaned down to kiss Tails on the lips. It was an open mouth kiss, and their tongues clashed somewhere between. Her ears draped down over his shoulders and chest. She drew away, leaving a thin string of saliva between them.

Tails held her by her back and flipped both of them around so he was on top. He leaned over her and thrust his dick into her with incredible vigor. Cream wrapped her legs around his back, holding him close. Her pupils were dilated and her face was flushed a light pink.

"Mmn, Tails..." she moaned, pulling him into another kiss. Tails could feel his balls tingling as his orgasm neared. It took a lot of restraint to not try and fast forward to the very end. When he felt like he was on the verge of blowing his load, he stopped and flexed his Kegel muscles, trying to stop the flow. He felt like a small bit of spooge managed to squeeze past into his urethra, but he tried to ignore that feeling lest he lose control.

Once he calmed down a bit, Tails resumed fucking Cream. By the sounds she was making and the expression in her eyes, it was clear she was on the verge of her orgasm as well. He continued to thrust for another few minutes before he felt himself teetering on the edge again. This cycle continued several more times, each thrusting session shorter than the last, and each down time longer.

The very last one was only a few seconds long before Cream gasped and tightened her grip around him. Her vaginal muscles contracted around his cock repeatedly, and like a riptide, it pulled him closer to the edge and there was almost no restraint left in him to prolong it. Tails finished himself off by thrusting wildly into Cream. He gave her a deep, intimate kiss as he came. It felt like he dumped more volume into her than his balls could even hold. After the third spurt, he began to feel dizzy from the endorphin rush. It continued for what felt like several minutes. Cream's vaginal muscles contracted even harder, almost like her love canal was actually milking his dick of every last drop.

The two lay there, basking in the afterglow. When they came back to consciousness, they found themselves kissing and cuddling under the sheets.

"I... I love you, Cream." Tails whispered, placing his hands on her butt and holding her close. He was still inside her, only at half wood, but nonetheless enjoying how her soft warm insides embraced his member.

"I love you, too, Tails." she replied. "You know, I could talk to my agent about moving back to Mobotropolis. That way, you don't have to come fly out every time you want to visit and shag."

"That'd be awesome. You could move back into the castle. I bet Sally misses you and Vanilla."

"She does. Hey, maybe next time, mom could join us!"

"W-wait, what?!"

"She loves the young meat! Besides, I gotta make sure you two are compatible, too! It's just the rule mom set for me once I got old enough to have a boyfriend!"

"Heh, alright. But for the duration of this vacation, I just want it to be about us."