Through The Looking Glass

Sonic awoke the next day feeling trashed. Besides feeling even stranger, he still had not fully recovered from giving Malak, the head of the camp, a blowjob. Sonic sighed, and then looked over Mona who was still asleep.

“My, even under these circumstances you’re beautiful…” Sonic whispered.

Sonic then starting admiring Mona’s entire body. From her rosy cheeks, to her luscious breasts. Mona’s chest was the perfect size. Their plump shape practically BEGGED Sonic to suck them. It was a while before Sonic got yet another erection, although it took longer then it had previously. There was no doubt Sonic was still deeply attracted to Mona, but perhaps Sonic was slowly getting over her looks? Sonic wondered this himself. But before Sonic could think more on the subject, Mona came to. …Noticing Sonic’s repeated glances, Sonic turned away.

“You know Sonic, you don’t need to hide your advances. Quite frankly, you could not make it any more obvious that you enjoy staring at my chest.”

“I… I’m sorry Mona. But the simple fact is you’re beautiful.” Sonic choked out, while blushing.

Mona responded to Sonic’s words with a warm smile.

“I’ll tell you what Mr. Hedgehog. Either today and tomorrow, you can fondle breasts all you like.”

Sonic immediately turned a darker shade of red before standing up.

“I… Err… T-thanks…”

Mona looks Sonic over before speaking.

“My, I see in the day that you’ve worn it, your dress has started to wear in better to the shape of your body. It looks more natural.”

Sonic glanced over his girlish outfit with a look of contempt.

“So it seems… I just hope we can get out of here soon so I can get out of this thing.”

Suddenly, one of Malak’s grunts came to the cell.

“Alright whore’s, time for your hourly walk.”

“Walk? You mean we get to move around a little?” Sonic asked, surprised.

“Yeah, it’s something they do to keep the girls sane while they conduct their experiments. Didn’t you think it was rather odd that one of the guards thought little of the fact that we were out and about the other day? That’d be quite a serious issue if we were kept in our cells all day.”

“Yeah, I guess that makes since.” Sonic says, as he tries to walk away.

“Hold on. What are you, new? If you want to have your pretty “Tea Time” with your little friend, you need to be wearing a restraining device. “

Sonic choked a little as the grunt sealed off a collar around his neck with a pink heart on it.

“Wonder too far, and you’ll regret it”

Sonic recognized a similar device on Mona. “She must have found a way to deactivate it.” Sonic thought.

Soon, both Sonic and Mona were out of their cells.

“You should probably explore the place a bit so you’re more familiar with it when we make our break. In the mean time I’ll look into just what exactly is going on in the lab.”

“All right Mona, sure thing” Sonic said in response.

“Just try not to stand out too much, ok Sonic?”

“Sure thing. I’ll keep a low profile for once.”

Soon, Sonic and Mona briefly parted ways, with Sonic taking the initiative. But he had only taken a few steps when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his neck.

“Gah!” Sonic cried out.

“That’s what happens if don’t do as we say little lady.” Bellowed a voice.

Indeed, it was one of Malak’s thugs with a radio device, no doubt the source of Sonic’s collar woes.

“Get over here or I’ll maximize your restraining device’s electrical current. Long story short, do as I say or it ain’t gonna be pretty.” Said the grunt to Sonic.


Sonic had remembered the pain from just moments ago, making him all too eager to obey the grunt’s commands even while he was staggering over his feet. “I feel so strange… Like I’m losing control.” Sonic said to himself as he came forward.

“How long since your milk’s been tested, wench?”

“M-milk, sir?” Sonic said, with his best impression of a girl’s voice.

“Of course you little whore. You gotta’ go through the process every three or so days or face punishment.”

“Milk checked?! I don’t believe this! Are you serious?”

The grunt activated the device around Sonic’s neck, causing him great pain.

“Come over here to the milker, or I’ll make your day that much worse.”

Sonic was brought to his knees; the pain of the collar got to be so bad. Sonic was beside himself thinking of what to do. Even if he didn’t have the restraining collar on, he felt too weak and powerless to do anything about it.

“Ugh… Alright…” Sonic crawled over to the milker device, a machine with two milking suction cups designed to lock a woman’s breasts into place for suction.

“What am I gonna’ do when they find out… Talk about being caught between a rock and a hard place.” Sonic thought to himself.

Suddenly, the grunt pulled sonic forward by his dress.

“Off with it. NOW.”

“Boy, is he ever in for a surprise.” Sonic thought to himself.

The grunt, tired of waiting, suddenly pulled down violently on Sonic’s shirt and bra.

Two perfectly formed plump squishy D cup breasts with hard nipples at their ends came slipping out, much to Sonic’s surprise as opposed to the grunts’.

“N-no!! ” Sonic shouted. “W-what did you do to me?!”

The grunt slapped Sonic across the face.

“What do you think, you little slut? I told you it’s time for your milking. Now press your tits against the milker already!”

Sonic was in total shock. These were not the fake artificial implants he had been wearing for the past couple of days. They were real! Sonic suddenly realized just what had been happening to him since he had entered the camp; the tower, the frequency waves, the unusual sensations he was feeling earlier. Not to mention his dress was fitting better. No, it wasn’t general wear that did that. It was the fact that Sonic was developing the kind of curves needed for such a girlish outfit to conform to the shape of his transforming body. Slowly but surely, Sonic was turning into a girl! Sonic lifted her boobs with both hands, confirming in the sensation that they were indeed hers and hers alone. She even pinched her now-hard nipples to make sure it was not a trick of some kind.

“I admit you got some of the nicest honkers in the camp, wench. But if you don’t attach yourself to the milker in the next 5 seconds, I will be forced to get violent.”

Without thinking twice, Sonic pressed her new boobs up to the suction cups, locking them into place instantly from the suction. Sonic could not help but cry out as she felt a strong current suck on her nipples. She only just got them! Over the course of the next 5 minutes the device had succeeded in milking Sonic, if only slightly. No matter how much Sonic fought it, she could not help but groan at the immensely pleasurable sensation of suction on her new breasts. The constant sucking only made her nipples even more hard as she was drained of her milk. Not only did Sonic now have to contend with having two new rather large assets, but she was now lactating, if only a little.

“Yeah, you’re a newbie alright. Give it a couple months and you’ll be a couple cup sizes bigger giving our heaviest cows a run for their money!” The grunt said with a snicker.

Sonic was humiliated beyond belief. Sonic realized that this in a way worked to her advantage, as she was not found out, but what now?

“I can’t… This isn’t possible… What is Tails going to think when he finds his hero is now a her, complete with honkers about as big as a pair of bowling balls? How am I even going to RUN with these things holding me down? Or worse yet, what will happen if I can’t escape? Not only will I fail in saving Mona and her friends, but I’ll be forced to endure a similar fate.”

Sonic shook her head with thoughts of what was to come.

“First things first.” Sonic thought to herself. “I need to get myself a heavy-duty bra to give me the kind of support I now need…

Sonic cringed.