Rouge The Bat: Mature Goddess

Rouge and Tom have been married for forty six years and eight months
as of this chapter.

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Morning's sunlight cut through the curtains and into Tom's eyes. He
stirred awake, mind activating the morning routine. He was old, and it
was the same each morning. Get out of bed, go into the bathroom, and
hope.

It came as a great shock to him when it came out quick, flowing
strong. Going to the bathroom hadn't been this easy for him in years.
In fact, he felt great. His joints moved freely and his vision seemed
improved. Breathing was more natural. Moving to the sink to wash his
hands, Thomas Adriani paused, face frozen, eyes fixed to the mirror.

Rouge took a deep breath, waking from sleep. Stretching out, she jumped
out of bed. An odd thing to do, actually. It was odd, she felt rather
energetic. "Tom?" No answer. "Tom..." The bathroom light was on and
the door open. "Oh, no, you didn't fall down in there, did you?"

Running, she froze in the doorway, the sight of her husband almost
scaring her. "Who are you?" she asked. "Tom?"

His face turned. "It's me... I think. Whoa! Look at YOU!"

Rouge caught her image in the mirror. She was young and beautiful.
"Oh, wow... I wonder what did THIS?" she mused, admiring her youthful
body.

Tom said, "I don't know.. something to do with the Chaos Emeralds?"

"I'd doubt-" She thought. "Then again... looks like we lost about forty
years overnight! we should check on everyone else!"

"Crap! The twins might not even exist if it did this much reverse
aging!" Tom began to panic, rushing into the hall and calling out names.
Doors swung open. No one else was in the house. He muttered, "this
doesn't make any sense! There's always someone home this early!"

Running to the other end of the house, they checked the living room,
reception hall and the kitchen. No one. No sign any of the rooms had
even been used that morning. It was then that Rouge saw. Out the
window, she saw. "Tom... look..."

The massive fruit fields were gone. In their place stood hills and
forests. She stepped outside. The swimming pool was there but the
property had been replaced. "Tom..."

"This isn't right," he said, twirling around to look everywhere. "Aged
backwards a few decades and the house moved... WHY? Why would someone
do that?"

"Don't you get it?" She shouted, "no one did this! Tom... I don't
want to think about it... but..."


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Tiff straightened her uniform. "Looks good," June complimented. "Stop
tugging on that collar! You'll stretch it out!"

Teal sipped her coffee. "I'd have thought mom would be up by now. Your
first big day in charge and all..."

"Probably didn't set their alarm," Rose remarked, laughing. "Old
people..."

Violette offered, "I'll go get them. They can't sleep all day!"

The twins ran to their parents' room. Rose knocked, shouting out,
"mom! Dad! Tiff's gotta go to work! Get out here!"

"Think maybe they tried to do it and got hurt last night?" Violette
joked.

Rose shuddered. "Eww! Old people sex! That's SICK!" Turning the knob,
she entered. Her parents were still in bed. "MOM? Hey, mom... mom?
Dad? MOM? DAD?"


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Rouge huddled on the floor, arms clenched around her knees. She was
rocking. "We died... we died... that's the only thing that could have
happened."

"Maybe not," Tom responded. "Could be a dream."

"A dream... a bad one. Maybe I'll wake up and... or you'll wake up.
Which one of us is having this dream?" She clenched her eyelids shut.
"It's not a dream..."

Lifting his wife off the floor, Tom rested on the couch with her.
"Both of us? How'd we both die together? I don't think we ate anything
last night that could have been deadly. If we did, seems like the
others would be here. We all at the same food."

"Maybe it works slower on healthier people..." Rouge muttered, her mind
still reeling. "It's just not fair..." Grabbing a vase from the end
table, Rouge tossed it into the floor. "IT'S NOT FAIR, TOM! Five more
years... five more years... to watch my two girls get married and
start families! That's all I wanted! Why can't I have that? WHY? Is this
punishment for being greedy as a teenager? For being selfish? I changed!
I changed when we met! I've been a good person! Who would punish me?"
She was weeping heavily. "WHO?"

Pulling her tight, Rouge's sobs were muffled in his shirt. "No one's
punishing you. We were old. That's all..." Holding her hand, Tom pressed
his wedding ring against hers. "We still have these."

Rouge began to quiet. "I have you... I can handle this... but my babies.
My daughters. My family..."

The doorbell chime sounded, her ears perking up. Tom said, "strange...
we're dead. Who would be visiting us?"

"I have wondered why the mansion's here, actually," Rouge added,
following him to the front door. He opened it to reveal a female
bat.

"Hi," she greeted. The visitor looked a little like Rouge, though her
features were slightly thinner and her fur poked out in various spots,
ears a bit pointier. "Um, I said 'hi'."

Rouge looked at the stranger. "Mother?"

She responded, "uh huh. Probably didn't recognize your mother so young
and beautiful... or sober." Marron held up a bottle. "Sweetened
iced tea. I thought you might need some company and I bet you have
a lot of questions..."

Rouge turned away. "Mother... I-"

"I know," she said. "I screwed up your childhood and your sister's
childhood because I was a lousy mother. But I'm here now."

"Rouge," Tom spoke, "please... right now, we need her help. And you
need to deal with this."

Facing her mother, Rouge led her inside. "Now then," she began, "you
two are probably wondering why you're here."

Tom responded, "it had crossed my mind, yes."

Marron explained, "Thomas, you had a congenital birth defect in one
of the blood vessels in your brain. Kind of like a weak spot in a
pipe. It's a miracle you lived as long as you did!"

"You mean..." Rouge stuttered. "Tom could have died at any moment?"

"Yes." The bat rolled her eyes. "Especially considering all the heavy
sex you two liked so much. As for you..." Marron sighed. "My little
girl... I guess you two were soul mates and you couldn't go on without
him. And Tom is probably wondering why his house is here."

"Thought had occurred to me," he responded. "Not to mention running
water."

She elaborated, "your mansion is still on Earth. This is just a
replica. The house and every physical object in it at the time of your
death." Picking up a vase, she held it up. "Including things you might
have smashed in anger?" Rouge blushed, head turning away.
"Theoretically, there's infinite space in the afterlife. This is just
one small corner. I live in a nice city not far from here. Your father
lives there, too."

"My father?"

"Yes." Marron sighed. "We don't live together. He may have had two
children with me, but he loved another woman most of his life. He
only came back to me when she died."

Rouge closed her eyes. "Do I have any brothers or sisters?"

"No," Marron replied, "seems the love of his life couldn't have kids.
You'll probably want to meet him, at least..."

"Yes." Rouge tugged at her night gown. "Guess we don't need these old
people clothes anymore. Tom?"

"Right. Good idea."

Resting in the plush chair, Marron leaned back. "I'll wait here. Go
change into something more your age."


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The family sat in the living room. Somber. Quiet. The medical
examiner had done his work. Rouge and Tom were carried off. "They won't
know why until the autopsy," Teal muttered.

"What's that gonna do anyway?" Rose shouted. "Cutting them open isn't
gonna bring them back! Just leave them alone!"

"SIS!" Violette wasn't going to tolerate her twin sister's behavior.
"we were at that GUN reception last night. What if they were poisoned?
What if TIFF got poisoned, too?"

Rose huffed. "Speaking of Tiff, where the hell is she? She needs to be
HERE, not at work!"

Slate said, "the world isn't going to stop for this. They can't shut
down because of two people dying of old age."

"Says you, ant eater!" Rose screamed, feeling confrontational.

"ENOUGH!" Teal had strained her throat yelling at them. "I'll get
started on the funeral arrangements this afternoon. We need to think
of something to tell the media. You know they're gonna go nuts when
they find out."

The doorbell rang. And rang. And rang. Slate slapped his palm to
his forehead. "Dad's here..." Running to the front of the mansion,
Slate opened the door. "DAD! You only need to ring the doorbell one
time!"

"I did ring it one time!" Knuckles shouted.

Sharon led him inside. "You know how he is. I don't think he remembers
pressing the buzzer..."

Saddened, Knuckles looked around. "Karen's gone. Now Rouge is gone.
I never got to tell her. Never got to tell her I was sorry for how mean
I was to her so long ago! Now I can't!"

"DAD! You told her that years ago!" Slate knew that his father's mind
was slipping and that such an argument was pointless.

"I don't remember that..."

Slate sighed. "No... you probably don't remember that..."


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"Took you two long enough!" Marron commented. "Can't blame you..."

"It's been a while since we looked like this..." Rouge's eyes kept
looking Tom's rear end over. "Hard not to touch!"

"So..." Tom asked, "what's the deal? No clouds for floors, no
big gates or angels to greet us?"

Laughing, Marron said, "that's not how it really works. Up here, you're
young again and in perfect physical health. You won't need to eat but
you can. There's unlimited food and resources for everyone. Oh,
usual day and night, you can be injured but you'll heal very fast.
Reincarnation IS possible but it's usually something that lonely
people do when they get bored up here." She looked her daughter in the
eyes. "And yes, you can have sex up here. It IS one of the more basic
pleasures... but keep in mind, there are some rules. If it's totally
immoral on Earth, don't do it here. That means no outward violence,
rape, things like that."

She thought of more to tell them. "Most people here are young adults,
except for children. Anyone who died as a kid stays that way. Except
for babies. The basic rule is that unless someone lived ten years, they
get reincarnated instantly. Oh, and as for events on Earth..."

Grabbing the remote, she turned on the television. The view was of the
mansion living room, Rouge's family gathered together. "It lets us
peek in to see how loved ones are doing. Sometimes we can also go and
observe in person, but we're limited to an hour and no one can see or
hear us."

"Wow..." Rouge watched. Knuckles stumbled around, possibly crying.
"They all look so..."

"Miserable," Tom finished. Marron turned off the television. "Guess they
need time. I just wish we could let them know we're okay."

"Can't do that," Marron blurted out. "It's one of those rules. We
can't directly interact with the living."

Rouge became suspicious. "Mother? How did you know about our intense
sex life, anyway?"

She became defensive. "Well... you are my daughter and..." Finally
giving up, she said, "okay. You two led a pretty random life. I
kinda... caught you when trying to check in. A few times. It was by
accident! Kinda hard not to peek in when you two decide to get it on
in the afternoon... or the morning..."

Grinning, Rouge said, "oh well."

"Wait... you saw my..." Thomas frowned, seemingly embarrassed.

Leaning towards her daughter, Marron asked, "is he always so prudish
about sex?"

"Mostly."

They heard the doorbell. "Oh, that must be a friend of yours." Rising
from her seat, the bat went to let their guest in.

"Wonder who that could be?" Rouge asked.

Entering the living room was a familiar echidna. "ROUGE! Here! Try
this!" Karen tossed her a wrapped object. Rouge undid the paper,
revealing a cheeseburger. "That's real me, too! Not that crappy soy
meat you used to eat, you know!"

"Uh..." Rouge inspected the burger.

"It's safe," Marron assured. "We can eat meat and protein up here."

Karen tossed tone to Tom and handed one to Marron. "Poor Knuckles...
I've seen him. His mind really that bad?"

"Probably worse," Tom replied, biting into his sandwich. "Wow, this is
the good stuff. Not that garbage used by fast food."

"So..." Rouge asked, "how did you die. No one ever told us... just said
it was natural causes."

"Too many blows to the head over the years. I got a blood clot in my
brain. But hey, I chose to be a boxer. I knew the risks... just wish now
my family didn't have to be without me."


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Shadow entered the empty store room. Cytheria was close behind. Waiting
for them was the Commander herself, accompanied by three elite troops.
"Shadow... I have to make an official announcement to everyone in fifteen
minuted, but I wanted to tell you in person."

He could see that it wasn't good news. "Go on."

Tiff explained to him, "Rouge is dead. So is Tom. they died in their
sleep last night. Peacefully, from old age."

Shock turned to anger. Screaming, he pounded his fists into the walls,
leaving dents. His rage was limitless, but Tiff kept her troops back.
"THAT'S ENOUGH! Shadow, you knew this would happen one day. I believe
this is why you ignored her interest in you. You lost a friend, but
I lost family. Now, you will resume your duties. You will attend her
funeral. If this is going to be a problem, I will deal with it if you
cross the line."

He sighed. "Yes, Commander."

"Thanks for letting us know," Cytheria said. "Come on, Shadow, we have
to report to the firing range.


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"How was I supposed to know he was your friend?" Marron recalled
Shadow's visit. "I'd seen him following me around before, I thought
he was just trying to lay me or something so I finally just asked him."

"It was probably my fault," Tom mused, "I got him to keep tabs on you.
But only because Rouge wouldn't just talk to you."

Rouge seemed offended. "Hey! I- I had my reasons..."

"If it matters," she said, "he was kind of lousy... no experience,
no technique."

Tom was curious. "My parents around?"

"I've met them," Marron responded, "both of them are real jerks."

"Fine by me. I don't have anything to say to them."

TOM!" Rouge was stunned. "I'm patching things up with my mother, at
least you could try the same!"

"You don't understand," Marron scolded, "his parents are REAL dicks!
Snobs who complain about everything! They're never happy and no one
here gets along with them... except maybe their snob friends."

Grumbling, Tom thought out loud, "they'll probably come here trying to
make claim on this house. Bet the rest of my old family will..."

Marron smiled. "Let them. My advice, if they try it,just ignore them.
If they get too violent and angry, well... they'll be dealt with. See,
breaking the rules pretty bad around here has consequences. Anyway...
I'll leave you two alone so you can get settled in. Tell you what,
why don't we meet out in the field in about two hours and have a nice
picnic?"

"Hmm..." Rouge replied, "sounds fun."

"Good. There's a big tree, and I mean BIG tree about half a mile south
of here. You can't miss it. I'll bring the food, okay? See you then,
daughter!"

Left alone, the two smiled. "This isn't so bad," Thomas commented,
pulling his wife close.

"Maybe not... still just wish we could all be together. But I guess
they'll show up here eventually. I just hope they enjoy life while
they have it."

Looking her in the eyes, Tom leaned in to kiss her gently. Rouge
reciprocated, arms wrapped tight around her love. "It's been a long time
since we did this."

"Too long," he said, sliding a hand down into her pants.

"You're not going to do any foreplay? Naughty boy..." Slipping off
her shirt, she said, "but I'm game!" Unhooking the bra, she felt her
breasts fall free, once again firm and soft. Tom suckled on her
nipples, forcing her to groan in pleasure. She responded by jumping
to the floor and yanking his pants off. "Yes... oh, wow, actually
getting hard!"

"Been a while since I got to do that, too!" he joked, giving it a few
playful stores for her.

She said, "don't finish without me!" Dropping her clothes to the floor,
she climbed on top. "Wait...." Feeling down, the bat eased a finger
inside. "Good. No hymen. I'd hate to have to go through THAT again..."
Gently pushing down onto him, she winced as it slipped inside.

"YES! I forgot how good this feels," Tom remarked, gripping her
ass. Wasting no time, Rouge leaned in, lips pressed together, Tom
thrusting in his seat. Her body shivering, Rouge bounced up and down,
both of them mumbling words between the kiss that neither could
understand, the lovers breathing heavily through their noses. Tom
could feel the heat on his face, grazing his cheek.

Pulling back, Rouge screamed out in bliss, muscles tense throughout
her body, wings stretched out, climaxing. Tom's head tossed back,
feeling each wad pumping out, bits squirting out of her pussy and
dripping onto the cushions.

"Oh...." She gasped for breath. "Wow, that was.... damn, I think you
filled me up with that one!" Grinning from ear to ear, she licked her
lips.

"I have to admit," Tom managed between breaths, "you were getting a bit
slow. I think when you hit about fifty!"

She ran her fingers through her husband's hair, wiping sweat from his
face. "Strong words from a man who hasn't been able to get it up in
six years!"

"Like it took YOU that long to cum," Tom shot back.

Twirling a finger through a lock of his hair, she simply smiled. "Shut
up and hold me."

Leaning back, he pulled her close. "Love you." It sent a wave of warmth
through her body to hear it.


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Tiff read the autopsy report. No traces of poison. Thomas Adriani had
died from an exploded blood vessel in his brain, possibly due to a
weakness developed during birth. "According to this, Tom was probably
lucky he lived as long as he did. He had a time bomb in his head..."

"And Rouge?" Cytheria asked. Shadow was still at the firing range,
letting off his anger.

"Natural causes," Tiff read from the report. "Just natural causes.
Funny they'd both die like that, one from an existing condition and
the other not..."

Cy suggested, "maybe Rouge woke up and saw him dead. The stress killed
her."

"Doubtful," she responded. "No elevated adrenaline levels or any other
evidence she woke up. It really doesn't matter... sad, though. She's
the reason I'm here, in this chair. She supported me. If it wasn't for
her... wasn't for both of them, I'd still be in records, probably
with that pink streak dyed into my fur, stuck there forever."

"You mean where your own wife is right now?" the echidna chided.

Tiff defended, "June wasn't into this. She was content to look up
to her sister, to stay at home and raise our daughter. GUN wasn't
her life like it was for me. But I know I can trust her and Tania to
do a good job down there and to keep things in order."

She read the other reports. "Illegal digging in the Green Hill Zone...
troops dispatched. Pirates attacked the carnival in Soleanna,
troops dispatched to deal with that. A piece of space debris impacted
the Space Colony ARK, hull breach. No one works there, it's not a
priority to repair."

"Slow day," Cytheria commented.


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They sat against the big tree. The meadow felt good, a nice, cool
breeze and the sun bright but not blinding. Rouge brushed her feet
through the grass. "We're early..."

"Or we got the wrong spot," Tom noted.

"No, this is the big tree due south," Rouge said, sure of herself.

Tom muttered, "are we sure of which way south even is here?"

She wasn't so sure now. "Well... no, I'm certain this is it." Rolling
over, Rouge playfully tugged at Tom's shirt. "We have some time to
kill..."

"You sure you wanna use that word here?"

"You big baby! Come on..." Sliding her hand down the front of his
pants, she playfully fondled her husband. "Please?"

"Okay," he relented, "just a quick handjob."

Tugging his dick free, Rouge smiled, nuzzling him as her hand fondled
the soft lump, gently stiffening from the touches. "I don't get to
watch you cream much," she said, "it's usually in me or on my boobs,
I don't get to just watch it shoot out." Satisfied that he was hard
enough, Rouge spit into her hand, gripping him hard but gentle,
working long, slow strokes down the shaft with the same rhythm she
would use during intercourse.

Controlling how tight she gripped, the bat seemed to simulate her own
vaginal muscles by relaxing and squeezing with random intervals. The
spit was gone but his liquids leaked out, coating her hand and offering
enough lubrication. Stroking harder, her fingers pumped furiously,
eyes wide, waiting to watch her lover ejaculate. Running a finger
through her fur, Tom moaned. "Keep watching!"

She enjoyed the sight, the first glob shooting out by more than a foot,
splashing in the grass. Hand stroking down hard, more pumped forth,
hitting the grass and finally soaking her fingers.

"Oh... my..."

The two looked up. Marron was standing nearby, blushing. "I think I
came at a bad time..."

"I think we both came at a bad time," Tom joked.

Rouge was amused, bursting into laughter. "Well... my husband has a
sense of humor about sex, after all!"

"Little too late to do anything else," Thomas elaborated. "And going
by her expression, I think she's rather pleased."

"Well, you do have a- that is... Rouge, dear, there's a stream not
far from here. Go wash off and we'll get this set up."

"Hmm... okay. Think I can trust you to keep your hands off him?" Rouge
asked.

"Of course! That is, unless you two want to have a threesome or
something..." Marron smirked. "Just a joke."

With a sigh, Rouge rose from the ground. "If anyone else had busted us,
Tom would be freaking out and I might actually be more than
embarrassed! But my mother was a total-" She stopped dead.

"A total whore, you mean?" She unrolled the blanket. "Yes, yes, I
know..."

Rouge defended, "I didn't mean that."

"It's okay," she responded, "I'm probably expected to be a slut."

"MOTHER! Please..."

"Don't argue," Tom said, "please. You two need to get along."

Grabbing his hand, Rouge agreed, "I'm sorry. Anyway, I'll go wash off"
Smiling suddenly, she added, "and to show you I trust you..." Tom was
pulling his pants up, which Rouge stopped. "... Tom, leave it out."

"Huh? But-"

"I said leave it out!" Smug in her choice, she walked away.

Tom was turning red. "Uh...."

"You act like you never flashed a woman before," Marron playfully
scolded.

He said, "once. But I really didn't have a choice at the time."


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The sun was nice, the breeze was nice. The three were lying in the
grass. "Every day I've been here, I've been so sorry for how lousy
a parent I was..." Marron's eyes closed, wincing at the thought of her
life. "I let the booze take hold. I let it ruin my looks and my
personality."

"You ever drink while you were pregnant?" Tom asked.

"Absolutely not! Even I knew better than to do that, boy!" Folding
her arms behind her head, she went on, "but I never found love.
Your father... he didn't even know you were his until he died and
came here... he knew about June. He didn't come back for me, he came
back to raise his daughter. he was only interested in me because I
spread my legs for much any guy who asked..."

Rouge took a deep breath. "Maybe it's not worth meeting him..."

"It's up to you... I can't make you see him."

"He'd be a complete stranger," Rouge said.

Tom was bored. "We have eternity. What exactly do we do with that much
time?"

"There's plenty to do here," Marron said, "things here keep up with
technology on Earth, there are lots of people in the cities... and
it's not very hard to travel anywhere. OH! I almost forgot..." Digging
through the basket, she pulled two glowing crystals from a wrapped
cloth. "You'll need these."

"Oh... pretty," Rouge commented.

"What are they?" Tom asked.

She explained, "knowledge crystals. If you want to find someone or
something here, or find out why a family member or friend died, just
hold the crystal and think about what you need to know. But it is
limited... you can't use it to spy on people or anything like that.
Don't worry about losing them, you can get another if you need to."

"I'd have expected some sort of PDA or something," Tom remarked.

Marron grinned. "Sometimes, the older methods work best."

"Mother?" Rouge rolled onto her side. "Nothing..."

"What is it?"

Rolling over onto her back, Rouge looked into the clouds. "It's...
well, I'm not sure you're the one to talk to about it."

Tom said, "she should be. Go on... you two need to get along."

"Okay... but it involves you, Tom. You sure?"

He seemed afraid. "Ehr... might as well. I know it's going to be
intimate, but what the hell..."

Sitting upright, Rouge said, "mother... I've always wanted someone
I could talk to about... sex. Not just with Tom. But someone else
we could share in on our dirty sex life."

"I... see..." Marron laughed gently. "Never found anyone before?"

Rouge continued, "no. No one I felt Tom could relate to. Closest I ever
found was Cytheria but it didn't seem to be the best."

"The one echidna in the biker outfit?" Marron knew her from brief
glances towards Earth. "Not one I would have picked, myself."

"We got in a situation once," Tom spoke.

Rouge remembered. "It was about... twenty years ago? Yeah... seems my
vaginal muscles got swollen and we got stuck together. I had to call
someone to help us who would actually keep it secret."

"Good lord," Marron shouted. "How in the hell did that happen?"

Tom said, "someone didn't read the instructions on a bottle of female
sex stimulant and used way too much!"

"I see..." Marron enjoyed the story. "So... you had to call her and
get her to help."

"Nothing happened, though," Rouge went on, "she had to use a muscle
relaxer cream on us to get the swelling down. We were both too numb
to do anything. Still..."

"She saw us both naked." Tom recalled. "And she stripped down thinking
it'd be fair. We got in the bath tub to wash off and she sat on the
counter. No clothes on."

"And you couldn't get it up because you were numb from what she used
on you. Wow... what a wasted chance," Marron thought out loud. "And
you didn't invite her back later?"

Rouge smirked. "She was already dating Shadow. Not that we couldn't
have, he did offer to let us three way with her because he got it
on with you, but..."

"He... offered that? Actually offered that?" Marron was surprised.
"Shadow doesn't sound like the smartest person around."

Tom added, "the two were also doing a porn website at the time. With
other people. Usually women they hired."

"And you wanted to be his girlfriend?" Marron shook her head. "That guy
sounds pathetic. I'd be surprised if he even knows what intimacy is!"

"Leave him alone!" Rouge wasn't interested in attacks on an old friend.
"He has... problems... just leave it at that!"

"Okay, you win... so... you want someone else to play with. Someone
sexually free and open, but also someone you can trust."

"Basically..." Rouge looked into the sky. "But I really don't know of
anyone who would... except... no... or maybe... I need someone that
Tom would be open with, too. He's always been a bit repressed about
discussing sex with anyone that isn't me!"

"I'm not going to screw some total stranger," Tom defended, "and it's
not like bringing a third person into the bedroom is just something
you do without thought."

"So..." Rouged looked at her mother. "Maybe?"

"You want me to be the one?"

"Well... no. You're my mother! But..."

Marron took her daughter's hand. "I know. It'd be borderline incest.
Not if we aren't screwing each other. Anyway..." She looked at Tom and
continued, "a mother and daughter tag-teaming the same guy is quite
the porn fantasy!"

"Yes, a porn fantasy," Tom said, "but not real life."

"Oh? And where do you think those porn writers get their ideas?
Anyway... I recall looking in on my granddaughters about a month
ago..."

"The twins?" Rouge asked.

"Yes, them... they were discussing the idea of doubling up on one guy
if they couldn't find separate boyfriends!"

"My little girls..." Rouge didn't know what to say. "On one hand,
they're sisters. On the other..." She smirked with a wicked look in
her eyes. "... that's a real nasty idea! One I'd have even thought
of if I had a sister my age... and into men..."

She added, "and the rumor is that Queen Elise of Soleanna... well,
word is her parents were related before marriage."

"You can't be serious," Tom shouted out.

"I am serious," Marron responded. "They won't outright deny it when
anyone brings it up..."

"Soleanna... funny, I know I've never been there, but I can swear
I remember that place like I was there when I was young..." The
kingdom seemed to be in her mind, images of a personal visit that she
was certain never occurred.

"Anyway... when you think about it, bats are probably an incestuous
race. Fathers who don't stay around, little family structure... probably
lots of blood related couples that have kids and don't even know it."
Grimacing, Marron muttered out, "your father might even have a kid or
two by other women. Not that he'd have told me. I'm rather happy for
you. Both of you. Breaking the curse of bats and actually staying
together."

"She saved my life that night," Tom said.

"So... you felt you owed her?"

"What? No..."

Rouge asked, "Tom? If my saving you wasn't the big thing that got us
together... then what was it?"

He started to stutter. "I- uh... you were a nice person."

"Is that all?" Rouge begged.

"Hmm... okay, you flashing that cleavage around didn't hurt."

Rouge seemed both pleased and hurt. "Funny, it never worked on any other
guy I met. Anyway, back on topic... think you can handle two of us?"

"I hope so," Marron said, "I haven't been touched by a man since I got
here."

"Really?" Rouge was a bit surprised. "I'd have thought you'd be quite
popular."

"Not when I'm sober. Even with my looks back..."

Tom rolled his eyes. "You two have no shame about this, do you?"
Both women looked at him with wide eyes, like puppies begging for food.
"Okay... I'll make you two a deal. You have to get along like a family.
You start fighting and I put an end to this. This isn't going to be
a constant thing, either! I married you, not your mother."

"I'm not asking for love," Marron responded, "just some physical
attention and a chance to bond with a daughter I neglected."

"Sounds fair to me," Rouge agreed. She looked around the field. No one
else was anywhere to be seen. "So... I think now is a good time to
start!"

Thomas froze. "NOW? We're in the middle of an open field! In a strange
place!"

"Don't be such a baby!" Grinning, Rouge kissed him, running her tongue
over his lips.

"You win," he said, giving in.

Marron was impressed. "You have the gift. So... tell me, how many times
did you suck his cock?"

"Suck his cock?" Rouge recalled the occasions. "I believe... four."

The bat's eyes went wide. "FOUR? A week? A month?"

Sheepishly, Rouge said, "for life."

Shaking her head in disgust, Marron scolded her daughter. "No, no...
that's pathetic."

"We can't digest sperm! I heard you throwing up because of it!"

Laughing, Marron went on, "I was probably drunk or hung over! Still...
I doubt it helped. But we don't have that problem anymore. Those
cheeseburgers you ate prove that!"

"Good point." Tugging on her love's pants, she produced his cock.
"Mother... teach me how to do this right!"

Marron smiled. "Just pay attention. I... I'll have to touch him."

Looking upward, Rouge asked, "Tom?"

"Might as well, she's SEEN it. Touching it's not going to hurt."
His face was red, but his dick was turning stiff.

Reaching out, Rouge's mother grabbed it, pulling back on the foreskin.
Her hand felt new to him, different from the touch of his own wife.
"DAMN! This isn't a foreskin, this is three foreskins! How'd you get
such a big lump of flesh?"

"I know," Rouge agreed, "but it makes it so much easier to play with!"

"Now..." She held him by the base. "You'll do most of the work with
your lips and tongue. Slide your head up and down, but if you think
you're going to gag, just back off. Use your hands to tug his shaft and
fondle his nuts. Go on... you'll do fine!"

Easing her mouth down, Rouge slid her face forward, eyes closed, feeling
Tom's dick in the back of her mouth. Working the tongue slowly, she
eased her head up and down, tickling his scrotum by the fine hairs.

"Now... don't just try to get him off. They call it sucking for a
reason. Pretend you're trying to literally suck the cum out of him!"

Wrenching upright, Tom winced. "Holy shit! Feels like a vacuum's got
me now!"

Marron smirked. "Fast learner... now, I'm going to let him play with
one of my tits. Okay?" Looking up, Rouge nodded in agreement.
Unbuttoning her dress. Marron popped one of her nipples free. "Go
ahead..."

Reaching over, Tom took it in hand. "Nice... not as firm as Rouge's,
but nice." Playing with the bat woman's breast, he felt himself, ready
to climax. "That's it! I'm going to cum!"

"Okay," Marron shouted, "just let him fill your mouth. Spit or swallow,
up to you!"

Breathing through her nose, Rouge felt him explode deep in her mouth,
splashing her tonsils. Straining, his body clenched, resisting the
urge to thrust, the last of his cream shooting into his wife's throat.
Pulling back, Rouge smiled, wiping her mouth off. "Your cum still
tastes awful, Tom!"

Buttoning her dress, Marron suggested, "come on. We should clean up and
go see the city. I'm sure you have some friends waiting. Like... hmm,
I know a man named Robotnik is there, someone named Herbert, a cat
named... Carly?"

"Clara," Rouge corrected.

"Right, and a few others. So... the city isn't far. Or we could fly."

"Wanna bet on that?" Tom shouted.

Rouge pulled his pants up. "We're walking!"


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Sonic was old. His side hurt from the bad kidney. And worst of all, the
room felt sad. Tails stood beside him. Knuckles sat still, everyone
wondering if he was even aware of what was going on anymore.

"The funeral will be in two days. They need time to prepare the
funeral hall and the procession plans." Teal was possibly hurt the
worst.

"What about the burial plots?" Tails asked.

Teal explained, "mom and dad got those years ago. They were ready for
this."

"Good for them..." Rose slumped in her seat. "I thought they'd be around
for our wedding, someday..."

without a word, Violette ran off to her room. Sonic let out a sigh, both
from the news and from his aching body. "Amy's hurt. Bad. She doesn't
know what to think. But we're all getting old."

Tails blurted out, "except Shadow."

"For someone who acts like he has no emotions, he seems to be taking
this hard," Sonic pointed out.


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"You like reading?" Herbert Westwood asked. "I do... got a lot of time
to read now. I get to read all the books I never got around to."

"You ever read the books we wrote?" Rouge asked.

"You wrote books? When?"

Rouge answered, "before you died. But..."

"We published under a fake name," Thomas finished.

"Really... and... what were these book about?"

Smiling, Rouge said, "romance novels."

"Huh...." Herbert turned away. "Maybe not a subject I usually read
about. Clara?"

"Might be more my speed," the female cat said. "Wait... the 'Thief of
the Heart' series?"

"You've read them," Rouge responded.

Clara pushed on her face, pushing at glasses she no longer needed,
a habit she had yet to break. "It's given me... ideas. Right, Herb?"

The investigator tried his best to look away. "Right... um... anyway,
three kids?"

Rouge felt special, making a man blush without even trying. "Twins
aren't a fun birthing experience. But I'm proud of my little girls..."

"Any plans to go to your funeral?" Herb asked. "I went to mine..."

"No," Tom said, brushing it off. "Too weird."

"No argument there," Herb responded.

Rouge didn't wish to think about that. "At the very least, we left them
well off. No debts, lots of money, ownership of the businesses...

"Besides," Thomas added, "the current Commander of GUN lives there.
No one's going to touch it. Who'd be dumb enough?"

Herbert replied, "debt collectors are certainly dumb enough... but they
wouldn't like the outcome."


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The mansion was quiet. It reminded Tom of the early days, before he
had a family filling the place. It was a creepy kind of quiet. Sitting
on the couch, Tom flipped through the channels. "Great... a thousand
channels, a thousand shows from all of history. How do you find
anything?"

"Just think about what you want to watch. That's all," Marron said.

Taking the remote, Rouge spoke, "let me try!" She brought up her
favorite movie.

"This again..." Marron remembered the film. "You watched this as a
child."

"And I'm watching it again," she taunted, cuddling up with Tom.

"I'll leave you two alone, then. I'll be in the city if you need me."
Stepping away, Marron heard her daughter call to her. "Yes"

"Mother... what do you have to go back for? An empty apartment?
Stay here..."

"But... this is your home, not mine."

"Oh, please," Thomas shouted out, "you watched me jizz, you taught
Rouge how to suck cock, you touched my cock, I grabbed your tit,
you were there when I came in her mouth! We're hardly strangers
anymore!"

Both women were impressed by his attitude. "Wow, Tom..." Rouge was
especially thrilled. "Mother, please... move in here. We need to make
up for a lifetime."

Turning back around, the bat relented, "you have a point. And a blunt
way of putting it. I can get my things and move in tomorrow."

"Great!" Smiling, Rouge offered, "stay and watch the movie with us."

"Okay. On one condition..." Sitting on the couch, she said, "I get
to cuddle with him, too!"

"Fair enough. Just don't get TOO cuddly, okay?"

Easing back, Rouge's mother rested her head against Tom's shoulder.
"I never got to do this with a man before. Never anything romantic.
This is nice..."

"Honestly, if you didn't have the body of a twenty year old woman,
I wouldn't be letting you do this," Tom let slip. "Or getting naughty
with you in the field today."

"Chauvinist!" Marron looked up at him. "Not that I blame you..."

His arm was wrapped around his wife. "Tom?" Rouge kept her eyes on the
film, but her attention was towards him. "I didn't push you too hard
today, did I? Making you let it all out in front of her?"

"Possibly," he replied, "but it was probably for the best. I think
you and your mother need some common ground, as strange as it might be."

"Admit it, you enjoyed it," Marron teased.

"Truthfully," he said, "I did. A lot."

Breathing in, she let her thoughts run wild. "We could turn this movie
off and go get close again..."

Rouge simply said, "don't push it, mother..."

"Just a joke..."

"I know. Be a good girl," Rouge said, "and you'll be rewarded."