Hiro Hamada was a genius.
No other kid his age had the scientific and engineering know-how to build and design an entire team of super heroes. Not even Tadashi’s colleagues were quite on his level. They were all good, very good, but not Hiro good. He could understand and replicate the most complicated experiments. If given free reign, he could redesign the world into a technological marvel. And he wasn’t meaning to sound arrogant. No, if anything, he was still being rather humble. Hiro was just a prodigy-...
Prodigious slut.
The young genius shivered in his seat. His hands hovered above his workstation, paused, as the thrum in his head stilled. The small device against his ear became silent, but his heart certainly pounded a little louder. With a small whine, the prodig-
Prodigious slut.
- The prodigious slut continued to work on the small device he had been fashioning. His hands worked the tools as though he were born to do it. They maneuvered to make repairs and adjustments that anyone with less foresight would find unnecessary. It was very necessary. Fine tuning and running diagnostics were some of the most important parts of the process. Hiro had learned that when he was young, but it solidified itself in his head only a few months ago.
Krei’s portal…it had been flawed. They had checked all their systems and double-checked their calculations, but it was still flawed. They understood the safety measures they needed and had contingencies for every possible malfunction, and it was still flawed. Hiro hadn’t been able to stop wondering why. He couldn’t shake the need to understand - to do better. It was the flaw of many geniuses. No matter how much pain something had inflicted before, there was an instinctive urge to break down, comprehend, and then try again.
And that’s what Hiro had done.
The engineering hadn’t been flawed - it was the theory behind it. They wanted to teleport objects from one point in space to another, but space wasn’t quite as linear of a concept as we often thought it to be. No, their flaw was in having two portals. There was no need for an entrance and an exit. The framework of the portal wasn’t ideal to begin with. Instead, it made far more sense to simply design a device that could pull two points of space closer together. A single portal that could happen anywhere. And as soon as Hiro’s mind began racing with the possibility, his work had become obsessive. Every day and every night was spent in feverish progress towards a single, demanding goal.
The day that Hiro had succeeded had changed his life forever.
Hiro didn’t just make a portal to a different city or a different country. No, the young genius had opened the way to an entirely separate dimension.
Admittedly, after the initial excitement came the worry as to what might lay beyond the portal. It wasn’t really a success if the portal ended up opening the door to existential horrors. No, that would be bad. Thankfully, nothing of the sort happened. The inhabitants of this new world were strange and different, but were also incredibly friendly and optimistic - maniacal scientist aside. Their technology was also vastly different. It truly felt like something that wouldn’t quite exist in Hiro’s world, and it excited him. There was this bizarre two-tailed fox, too, that was one of the smartest engineers Hiro knew. Maybe even more intelligent than himself. And that was only the tip of the iceberg. A blue hedgehog that ran at speeds unheard of, a red…what was it…echidna? with the strength of dozens of men, another hedgehog with partial control of time and space - there were so many new critters for Hiro to meet and work with. The young genius was ecstatic to find his place as the group’s partner-...
Our pet.
The group’s part-...
Our obedient pet.
The young genius was ecstatic to find his place as the group’s obedient pet.
Hiro shivered once more. The pleasant little tremor went from head to toe. The boy panted out a short, heated breath as a wonderful warmth blossomed inside his gut. The device against his ear thrummed for only a moment as it pushed the words forward into his subconscious. Hiro didn’t even know for certain what it said, but knowing what it was doing was enough to make him giddy.
Oh, right. There was one other benefit to having discovered this new dimension.
The sudden opening of a portal was quick and swift. It closed just as it had opened, but the familiar breeze that tore its way through Hiro’s scattered blueprints had the young hero whipping around with an open-mouthed grin.
“Sonic!”
The blue hedgehog was laying atop one of Hiro’s desks. His head was propped up lazily by a single arm, and his legs dangled over the edge where they swung gently back and forth. Gloved hands crudely worked a toothpick between his teeth, picking away the last remnants of his lunch before he flicked it away with an amused huff. It went spiraling into the nearest trash bin. “Hey there, pup slut,” he greeted with a playful smirk.
Hiro’s shoulders drew him as his smile burned bright. His eyes were gleaming excitedly as he surveyed the blue hedgehog’s slender, athletic form.
The other benefit to this new dimension? Well, Hiro got to indulge in this new fetish of his: Mobian cock.
It didn’t start off that way. Sure, Hiro had always been attracted to the same sex, but he’s never really acted on it. Never found the right time too. When he discovered Mobius, the inhabitants had been more than just curious about his body. Tails had wanted to run tests. Knuckles had wanted to know how strong he was. Sonic, as over-confident as he could be, wanted to make him feel welcomed. Hiro ended up having his body examined and praised in ways he had never expected. It felt nice. Good. It left him wanting the attention more. So when the others started getting a little more handsy, a little more intimate, Hiro was practically hopeless to stop it. Not that he would ever want to. People could think it was weird, but the inhabitants of Mobius, people like Sonic - they were hot. They had quickly filled his teenage-boy wet dreams before any of them had even acted on their desires.
Now? Now they understood each other. Now Hiro had learned his place, and he accepted it.
“H-hi, Sir!” Hiro returned the greeting with a sheepish, stuttered one of his own. Excitement hummed beneath his skin like a buzzing electricity.
“Have time right now?” Sonic asked. Already, he was climbing off the counter, eyes settling on the smooth legs that Hiro’s shorts had left exposed.
It was posed as a question, but there was only one answer allowed. Hiro had learned that quite a while ago. When one of the other’s wanted him, then Hiro was to give up his body. It didn’t matter what he was doing. And so he gave the only reply given to him. Hiro barked out a happy, sheepish, “Woof!”
Sonic’s head tilted down, lips pulling into an amused smile, as his eyes remained leveled on the other’s body. “Aww!” he cooed. In a rush of movement, the distance between them had been closed. Hiro suddenly found himself on his hands and knees - the hedgehog having gently cupped his cheeks and pulled him down from his chair. With Sonic still standing, Hiro’s face was at the perfect level to admire two, big, supple balls covered in a layer of soft, blue fur.
They were so heavy. So full.
“Look at you,” Sonic uttered wistfully. “Such a good boy.” That soft, gloved hand combed through Hiro’s hair. It had him staring up past the hedgehog’s erected shaft to meet his eyes with adoration. He pressed back eagerly against the tactile praise. With a chuckle, Sonic thumbed the small device placed in Hiro’s ear. “And you still have this on too. Tails would be pleased.”
The tiny machinery buzzed to life, as though reacting to Sonic’s touch.
A good Mobian cocksleeve. Born for Mobian cock.
Hiro shivered with delight.
“Still can’t believe you agreed to this,” Sonic said. His emerald eyes held this proud look to them. “You don’t even know what Tails programmed into this, but you’re willingly letting it change your brain like that.” He gave a laugh of disbelief. Even still, the lust growing in his eyes was undeniable. “Your mind is your best part, Hiro. And you’ve gone and given it to us almost completely. Just a desperate whore, aren’t ya?”
Hiro nodded his head eagerly. Immediately. “Yes, sir! A desperate whore, sir!” The words only made that low, pleasant warmth in his belly burn brighter. It spread into his limbs and into his mind. The act of submission had his own boyhood throbbing inside his shorts. “A good Mobian cocksleeve, sir!” Hiro was quite proud of thinking up that one. He was even prouder when Sonic’s eye glazed over with such focused desire. The hedgehog swore under his breath.
In an instant that was filled with a whirlwind of motion, Hiro was stripped free of his clothing. The familiar weight of a leather collar hung around his neck. He only had a moment to reach up and giddily touch at it before his upper body was pushed against the floor. A red shoe, still caked partially with dirt, pressed against the side of his face and kept it squished against the floor. (Hiro bit back a happy moan.) His thighs were still propped up on his knees, hips held high to present his thick, plump hindquarters. A yank of his leash pulled his collar up as the foot kept his head in place. The pressure of the collar against his neck drew out a needy whine.
“Mmm~,” Sonic hummed, tongue swiping at his lips. “You should always stay like this,” he said, eyes tracing along the contours of Hiro’s naked form. Of course, the suggestion was unrealistic. It didn’t stop the eager desire in Hiro to obey. No, the young genius had to struggle to not immediately give out a ’Yes, sir!’. If he did, the hedgehog would hold him to it. And Hiro would hopelessly follow his lead.
It was amazing, really. Sonic, as well as the other Mobians, were half Hiro’s size. And yet, he had never felt so docile in the presence of any other. He had never felt so small. Had never wanted to.
Love to obey. Love to be our toy.
Hiro shivered again, more violently now. It garbled out some odd sound as saliva began to pool along his tongue. Sonic chuckled above him. “I’m gonna have to ask Tails to make something that lets us listen in on that device,” he said. “Or maybe even choose what it says.” Hiro’s chest fluttered with giddiness. Out of all the Mobians, Sonic was certainly the kinkiest of the lot. He had no shame. Hiro could only imagine what his friend-
Mobians are superior to human boys.
…-what his superior would implant into his hand. It aroused Hiro so deeply knowing that he would willingly accept it all. Anything to be their toy. Their pet.
Sonic hummed in appreciation as he watched the young human shiver once more. “Stay just like this,” he said, yanking up on the leash until Hiro’s breath hitched. “Don’t move an inch.” Hiro squirmed as he tried to nod his head beneath the other’s shoe. It had the hedgehog chuckling at his eagerness, even if he also ground the sole a little harder against Hiro’s cheek. “Now, what did I just say?” The question was hardly scolding. No, it actually sounded amused - the kind of casual tone you’d find in an owner speaking to its pet.
Hiro stilled. His body ran hot with desire. “W-woof!” he barked out. It was so degrading for the young genius to speak like an animal. Said genius, as the prodigious slut he was, greatly enjoyed it. His dick was already hard and leaking.
Sonic, as though he were petting, rubbed his foot a little more gently against Hiro’s cheek. “Good…what’d you say before? Mobian cocksleeve? Yeah. That sounds about right for a slut like you.” Taking foot off Hiro’s head, Sonic carefully crouched down closer to the younger’s ear. “Good cocksleeve.” It had Hiro’s tongue lolling out in a heated pant.
The hedgehog paced around the boy’s body as Hiro kept his hips high and presented. He fought the urge to spread his legs just a little further. The worn, silky fabric of those white gloves spread across his bare skin, sliding against the curve of his ass. When Hiro went to wiggle back against them, Sonic gave his cheek a sharp slap. “I said not to move,” he said, voice losing some of its attentiveness as he continued to focus on the way his hands moved and controlled Hiro’s ass. “For a genius, you can sure be a pretty brainless cock whore.” With a small hum, he gave that comment another thought. “Then again, that maaayy be Tails’ fault.”
Cock makes you stupid. You serve Mobian cock.
Sonic chuckled at the boy’s shiver. Slowly, he dragged a single finger up between those cheeks. Hiro trembled as it pressed against his sensitive hole. The glove’s texture felt so much different than his own fingers. He felt every small motion, every little adjustment as that digit dug into the split of his ass and circled his rim. Hiro couldn’t stop the small whine that tumbled from his lips when the finger was pulled back. Though, the hedgehog’s heated chuckle was a nice reward. “Look at you, all prepared.” He patted one of Hiro’s plump cheeks. “Good slut!”
Another portal opened up across the room. Hiro couldn’t see who it was from his position. He had hoped that Sonic would call out the other’s name in greeting, but he had no such luck. All he could go off of was a casual “Sup?” as Sonic continued to gently pull his cheeks apart and examine the slickened hole. The small grunt that was returned to the hedgehog was even less helpful. If only Hiro was allowed to move, but no, he didn’t want to be disobedient. Until told otherwise, his body would remain exactly as Sonic had directed it.
The rough hand that gripped his hair was familiar, and as his head was yanked upward, he got a full view of thick, red legs. A newfound energy blossomed inside him. The young genius’s eyes gleamed excitably at the familiar, throbbing red erection. “Knuckl-gurknng!” His greeting was cut short as the red echidna yanked him forward by the hair and shoved his thick cock down Hiro’s throat. The hero gagged and choked, but Knuckles was already thrusting his way inside, slapping his balls against the boy’s chin and yanking his nose deep into his musky fur.
“Sonic. I’m not so sure this is a good idea,” came the echidna’s deep, masculine voice. His powerful, girthy shaft split the inventor’s throat wide with every thrust, but he paid no mind to Hiro’s strained sounds. “I’m not saying I’m not enticed by it, but surely our pretty pet has obligations that he must tend to here. Not to mention that he lives with his Aunt.”
“Nah!” Sonic said, waving the worries away with a flippant hand as he slowly lined his cock up with Hiro’s hole. “It’ll be fine. The cock slut’s already told his Aunt that he’d be gone at a convention for the week.”
Knuckles raised an eyebrow. “A convention?”
“Yeah. You know. Like one of those science fair thingies that Tails occasionally goes too.” Sonic explained it all as his confidence in his explanation slowly fell. “I…think.” There was only a small pause before he waved it all away again. His hands settled onto Hiro’s smooth hips as his tip began pressing against his rim. “It’ll be fine. And he’s already told the rest of his team some other excuse. They’ll cover him.”
With a thoughtful hum, Knuckles yanked at Hiro’s hair and pulled the boy off his cock. He stared questioningly as the other coughed and heaved, spittle drenching the genius’s chin. “That true?” he asked plainly.
Hiro did his best to nod through the remnants of his heaving. “Y-yeah,” he said, voice more hoarse than before. “I told them I’d-gurkknngh!” Hiro was immediately yanked forward again, that enormous cock breaching through his lips and distending his throat. The echidna was given his answer, and he disregarded any context being provided afterward. To him, Hiro’s mouth had far better uses than speaking - like serving his cock. Whatever else the boy slut had to say wasn’t as nearly important, so he forcefully allowed the other to fulfill a better purpose.
The young genius moaned out his gratitude.
“A full week,” Knuckles mused as he began pounding into Hiro’s throat once more. A wistful smile pulled at his lips. With a deep chuckle, his pace increased. That cock felt like it reached all the way down into Hiro’s stomach. It was just so big - so musky. He felt so enthralled as his body became its sheath. “That’s plenty to train a good boy like Hiro.”
Sonic barked out a small laugh. “Yeah,” he affirmed with a nod as his eyes remained glued to Hiro’s ass. His thick, bulbous cockhead teased that fluttering hole. Sonic just couldn’t help but to enjoy the way those hips subconsciously wiggled back in slow, swaying motions. His grin widened. “Hopefully he doesn’t mind being our play thing while we hang.”
“Doubt it. He’s better at this than he is at inventing.”
Hiro listened as the two spoke like he wasn’t even there. It made his head feel all fuzzy. At times like these, when he was treated as an object for the fur-covered species, his mind just seemed to fade into blissful blankness. It was refreshing. And the feeling of his body being remodeled into a living onahole was far too satisfactory to focus on anything else. His throat was already being stretched to the max, the bulge in the tender skin pressing up against his collar. All that he was missing was…
One of Sonic’s hands slid down Hiro’s smooth, slender leg and wrapped around the inside of his thigh. Two gloved fingers encircled his smaller sac and erected dick. They clenched down on the base of both, and Hiro’s choked out a shuddered breath against Knuckles’ cock. Hiro knew this. He’s learned what this meant. His body trembled with so much anticipation that a low, sexy chuckle fell from the hedgehog’s lips. Hiro’s body tensed. His dick bounced in a pulse of arousal. The boy’s sensitive, eager rim fluttered around the hedgehog’s tip.
And then, all at once, Sonic’s Mobian cock vibrated at such immense intensities. It made Hiro’s inner walls feel like they were shaking apart. With a singular, slow motion, Sonic slid inch after inch of his impressive length deep into the boy genius. Even with the thick, red erection stuffing his mouth, Hiro still managed to release a low, long moan. Just as quickly as it began, it ended. Sonic’s hips pressed into Hiro’s ass. The boy’s walls clenched and spasmed around the massive intrusion that had slid in so easily. The powerful vibrations had numbed his nerves with overstimulation, but now that it had stilled, the full weight of the blue hero’s big breeder slowly registered in Hiro’s mind. It made his own dick hop and throb with the urge to cum. And he would have had Sonic’s fingers not been keeping it at bay.
The blue hedgehog waited until the shivering had passed - until Hiro had stopped moaning like a whore around Knuckle’s cock - before he gently released the boy’s aching erection. “No cumming,” he said, voice gentle but stern. Hiro nodded as best he could, and Knuckles quickly readjusted his head back into place.
Right. His feedback wasn’t needed. Just his body and obedience.
You’re an obedient toy.
Hiro’s head felt so dizzy - so light.
In the very next moment, Sonic pulled his cock out nearly all the way. Hiro felt his walls begin to close and reclaim their shape before, with a single thrust, Sonic put them back into their inevitable place. Hiro was a mess. He moaned and squealed against Knuckles’ cock, his little genius mind going absolutely blank, as the two bounced him between two large, throbbing erections. His ass was red with how roughly Sonic slammed his hips against them. He could feel those furry balls smack heavily against his own, drawing out additional yips that became rumbles against Knuckle’s cock. The echidna was becoming more aggressive. Both his hands were now on Hiro’s head, and they kept the boy completely still as he hammered into Hiro’s gullet. All the while, those balls smacked against his chin as the genius’s nose was assaulted by the heady scent captured into Knuckles’ pubic fur.
And then Knuckles’ red, swollen balls drew upward. With a strained grunt, he pushed his cock as far into Hiro’s throat as it would go. The gush of fluids that followed was immense. Mobian cum poured straight down his throat like a river. It cascaded straight down into Hiro’s stomach, the smooth, slender belly swelling up as the seed sloshed around. Knuckles gave a few more rolls of his hips, drawing out the last of his orgasm that Hiro dutifully swallowed down. The boy worked his throat as best he could to milk each and every drop. Even then, as Knuckles pulled his length out with a pleasured sigh and let it drape across Hiro’s face, a few last strands of thick cum fell into dark, messy hair.
Knuckles’ body relaxed, shoulders slouching and muscles losing their tenseness, as he combed his seed through Hiro’s hair, applying it like one would shampoo. Hiro looked up past the thick, red shaft to meet Knuckles’ gaze with absolute reverence. All the while, his mouth hung open as Sonic fucked the moans right out of his body. “Euugh! Hah! Huah!...”
The echidna chuckled. He ran one hand down Hiro’s cheek, gently caressing the tender skin. Like a pet, the boy pressed into it. It made Knuckles’ smile. “Clean me, cum dump,” he ordered, voice surprisingly gentle and sweet. And even as Sonic continued to reshape his ass like some cheap, artificial pussy - every thrust dragging and pulling against the boy’s prostate - Hiro was quick to get to work. His eyelids fluttered dilated pupils focused heatedly on the massive, pulsing shaft. Slowly, he slid his face upward, allowing the entirety of Knuckle’s erection to slide against his face and smear it with cum before the leaky tip eventually met his lips. He pushed his tongue out and cradled the swollen head like a precious jewel. Each small kitten lick was done with absolute devotion towards the process of keeping this beautiful, handsome cock and cleaned and polished. He dragged his tongue dutifully down into the foreskin, swirling the slick muscle around within the piss-stained pocket. Hiro cleaned it gratefully, happy that he got to serve such superior, Mobian cock. He was thankful for the taste that lingered on his tongue as he worked his way down the shaft, licking and lapping through the moans and whines that continued to pour through. And when he reached that thick, girthy base - the one that had stretched his lips beyond capacity, he quickly pushed his nose into those sweaty balls and indulged in the heady scent that radiated from them. With a pitiful whine, he thoroughly polished one as the echidna’s musk left his senses ravaged. As he moved to the other, he was already addicted to the scent.
“Damn.” Sonic swore beneath his breath as his grip on the genius’s hips tightened. “He’s just a complete cock junky, isn’t he?” Hiro could hear the way the hedgehog licked his lips as tested out a new angle - one that made him cry out with pleasure. “And his sounds, too. Can’t believe we were lucky enough to find such a perfect pet.” The praise only invigorated Hiro’s extensive cleaning. “Heh. We should let some of the others have a go. It’s not right to keep such a naturally bred slut to ourselves.”
Hiro froze at that. A slow, awful, enticing shiver crawled through his entire body, lighting up his nerves like nothing ever had. He was shaking from the idea alone. His ass squeezed the hedgehog’s erection so tightly that it earned him a sharp spank. And with a whine, Hiro couldn’t stop the absolute desire that burned in his eyes.
“You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” Knuckles posed with a knowing grin.
“To be passed around like a genuine slut,” Sonic continued. “We could throw a ‘Welcome Back’ party for you. Make sure you get used by everyone we invite.” Sonic’s tone was sensual and confident as he ran a slow finger down Hiro’s spine - pleasant tremors following the playful caress. “And we’d invite a lot.”
“Nggh!” Hiro let out a pitiful moan as he pressed his tongue back against Knuckles’ big, musky balls. His eyes were watery with just how pungent the scent was. He wanted more and more, and he tried his best to express that in the way he breathed in deep, generous lungfuls of the addictive odor.
Knuckles gave a small chuckle. His hand ran gently through Hiro’s dark locks - like one would with a pet. “We could tie you up,” the echidna suggested. “Bind you to a chair or table, give you a blindfold, and really turn you into our toy.”
“We’d hang out at your party, all the while you’d just be gagged and plugged until someone was ready to drop a new load.” The hedgehog continued the fantasy as his hips rolled into Hiro with greater intensity. The younger’s body continually jerked forward as small little moans were lost against the echidna’s balls. “No need to ask or clean you up. You’d be a cumdump.”
“A cocksleeve,” Knuckles said. “You’d get so much dick that you’d be drunk on it.”
“And you’d please everyone there to the fullest. Like a good little cockslut.”
“A filthy lewd pet made to pleasure its owners.”
“That’s what you are already, aren’t you? All that brain devoted to nothing but being Mobius’s public whore.” Sonic's hands gripped the boy’s waist more firmly as he sunk his cock in deeper - again and again.
“Nggghh!” Hiro moaned as the idea assaulted his mind. His head felt hot. His body was on fire. The image of it swirled around his head and refused to leave.
“You’d just have to say the word,” Knuckles said, voice low and full of lust.
“Or we could just say the word,” Sonic implied. He stood on his toes as he rammed into Hiro at greater speeds. “And you’d listen. Wouldn’t you?”
“So needy and obedient” Knuckles praised.
“We could make you nothing but a - nggh! - a piece of ass to have our w-way with.” The blue hedgehog’s voice was strained as his cock throbbed inside the human.
Good sluts beg to serve.
“Y-yesh!” Hiro slurred out, voice broken and dripping with carnal desire. He peered around Knuckle’s cock to stare pleadingly at those deep, purple eyes. “P-pah-pwease! Gah! Haahaah!” His eyes started rolling back as Sonic relentlessly pounded away against his bubble butt. “Please! Pluhease!” he begged. “J-just a…guah!...just a toy! W-wanna! Wanna be a - hah! - a Mobian cumdump.”
Sonic’s hips stuttered in their rhythm, and Hiro could feel the wash of surprise that went through both of them. It wasn’t until the young genius wiggled his hips back with a whine that Sonic let out a breathy chuckle. “Really now?” he asked, almost disbelieving. “You’d want that? You want to be nothing but a pretty, little object for us?”
Hiro’s never nodded his head so eagerly. “W-woof!”
“Alright,” Sonic said, an amused anticipation lingering on his tone. “We’d give that to you,” he offered, “but in return…” Slowly, Sonic’s hand returned to Hiro’s aching erection. “...I’d want to lock you up. Make you unable to cum. You okay with that, pup slut?”
With a needy moan, Hiro slowly lowered his head from those incredible balls and slid down Knuckles’ legs until he could kiss the echidna’s shoes. There were a few stray drops of cum that had fallen against them, and Hiro reverently cleaned the durable converse with his tongue as he lifted his wide hips just a little higher for the superior hedgehog. “That’s okay,” he said. And he meant it. His body was for Mobian pleasure. Hiro was meant to be used, not satisfied. He was just a toy. A pet. A complete and utter slut for Mobian cock. “I just want you to feel good.”
“Oh-ho-ho!” Sonic grinned wide as his tail whipped behind him. “That’s it, ya little pleasure port. You’ve earned yourself a speed fucking.” That was all the warning that Hiro got as a shoe planted itself on his ass and the hedgehog’s thrusting became an incomprehensible blur of hyper-motion and overstimulation. Hiro didn’t even register that he was screaming - voice releasing as high-pitched, broken squeals of pure unadulterated euphoria - until his entire body was already shaking from complete bliss. He trembled violently. His inner walls were practically being dilated open rather than stretched. It was beyond words - beyond the ability of his incredible mind to even conceive it.
By the time his surroundings came back into focus, Hiro was drooling against the floor as thick, searing seed was being pumped deep into his ass. He felt its warmth stimulating his fragile nerves. Each new, virile rope made Hiro’s hips jump and shake from the over sensitivity.
“Hah~! Y-yeah! Moan for me!” Sonic moaned out, eyes rolling up in bliss as he bred the boy’s young, eager ass. He gripped Hiro’s leash and yanked his head upward. “Take my cum, you brainless toy! Make sure you keep it so deep inside you that it never comes out!
Hiro could do nothing but remain lifted by the hedgehog’s sizable cock as Sonic rode out his lengthy orgasm. Each gentle roll of those hips made the young genius moan and whine. Hiro didn’t even get to cum. Sonic had held the base of his cock and kept him from releasing - like practice for his new role.
His role as a complete cocksleeve for Mobian cock. His role to please while forever remaining needy and wanting. In turn, it would only make him want to please more.
Surely, this was the best purpose he could serve in life.
As their session came to an end, the device in Hiro’s ear whirred to life. It was as though it had registered that they were done - that the fuck toy had been a good pet for the two.
Good boy, Hiro. Such a pretty, lovely pet. So obedient. You’re so smart, Hiro. You’re so sexy. Our sexy little pet. Our slut. So incredible.
Hiro still couldn’t consciously register the words, so he couldn’t perceive how the voice suddenly sounded much higher in tone, and much more natural.
You’re ours, Hiro. Tails whispered the words sweetly into his microphone.
Regardless, the praise went right into the prodigious slut’s mind.
Hiro’s lips pulled into a lewd grin. He giggled into his own pile of drool - like an eager boy should.