Just Like You Chapter 1: Amy's "Special Friend" - Goombario

Station Square at night was no place for an innocent citizen.

While most people were safe in their homes, many others still roamed the streets—women, men, and on this particular night, a hedgehog and rabbit.

Amy and Cream had spent the day together shopping, and had taken a bit too long in returning home. Amy had promised Vanilla that Cream would be home ages ago, and the pink hedgehog was worried how the older rabbit would react to her daughter being out late.

“Don’t worry, Amy!” Cream assured Amy with a smile. “Mom won’t be mad, I promise!”

“How do you know that?” Amy looked at Cream, confused. The look on Cream’s face told Amy that the little bunny had already done something. Amy sighed, shaking her head. “Cream, please tell me you didn’t lie to your mother.”

“Nuh-uh, I never lie!” Cream looked shocked that Amy would even suggest such a thing. “I just asked if I could stay at your apartment tonight and she said as long as it was okay with you. Is it okay with you?” Cream gave Amy a big, innocent smile with that question. Amy sighed in amusement.

“Cream, you’re too clever for your own good.” Amy nodded. “I don’t mind, but I need to take you back first. I have some plans tonight.” Cream seemed curious, but nodded and followed Amy through the city. “I’ll be home in a few hours, so just watch television or something.”

“But what are you going to do?” Cream asked when she and Amy entered Amy’s apartment building and made their way up a flight of stairs. “Are you meeting Miss Rouge?”

“No, silly, we’re meeting Rouge tomorrow, you know that.” Amy smiled. Fumbling with shopping backs in one arm and a key in her hand, she slowly unlocked her apartment door and ushered Cream inside. “Just put our bags anywhere and make yourself at home. You can stay up for a little bit, but make sure you go to bed soon, okay?”

“Okay, Amy, I will!” Cream grinned. “But can’t I go with you?”

“N-No!” Amy stammered. “I-I mean, no, because I’m doing …”

“Oh, I know!” Cream interrupted. “You’re going to pick up a present for Mr. Sonic’s birthday next month!”

“Oh yeah, that’s it!” Amy looked relieved at the excuse Cream made for her. “Yeah, and it’ll be a while before I’m back, so no waiting up for me, okay? Make sure you go to bed.”

“Okay, but why can’t …” Cream trailed off, seeing Amy had disappeared. It was unusual for Amy to go shopping without her, and even more unusual for Amy to leave at night, at least when Cream was staying over. Cream looked around the living room; she could watch television, get a snack, or follow Amy and see what she was really up to.

“Amy would never go shopping without me; something’s gotta be going on!” Cream pumped a fist into the air, looking determined as she ran from the apartment. “Operation ‘See what Amy is doing’ is a-go!”

Meanwhile, back in Station Square, Amy was walking down the sidewalk past Twinkle Park. She looked around, seeing no one.

“This is weird, especially for this time of night …” Amy muttered. “I guess I’ll just wait.” Amy walked over to the elevator entrance of Twinkle Park and leaned against the wall. She took a moment to look down at herself, adjusting her top to make her breasts stick out more. She ruffled the rim of her dress and pulled it around a bit so her white panties could barely be seen.

Amy didn’t look happy at her forced choice of clothing tonight: one her favorite red dresses with a scissor cut to turn it into a cleavage-revealing, barely-covered piece of red cloth. The rims were already hiked up to show her legs, so revealing her panties didn’t take much effort at all, either. This was the kind of dress she would only show Sonic—at least, it was at one time.

It only took a few minutes for the city’s usual nighttime wanders to step onto the streets. Amy checked her watch: 11 PM--a bit earlier than usual, but nothing really new. Amy took a deep breath, licking her lips and trying her best to give a sultry smile to any passersby. After watching couples walk past her and ignore her, one figure finally approached her.

“Evenin’, baby.” It was a guy—at least, Amy assumed. It was impossible to see much. “I see someone’s lookin’ their best tonight.” Amy felt a hand grab her breast. “You still have big tits, eh?”

Amy swatted the hand away, but chuckled. “They’re not going to shrink, and you know the rules: no touching unless it’s worth my while.”

“Damn, you always have to be a stickler about havin’ fun, Amy.” Amy could see the male’s smirk in the moonlight. “Fine, be that way. How much?”

“That depends.” Amy replied. “Whatcha got?”

“Well, I have a couple hundred; will that get me the night?” The male asked. Amy’s eyes lit up at the amount—she didn’t expect anything close to that.

“That’ll get me every night this week!” Amy exclaimed a bit too loudly, causing people to look for a moment before losing interest. She quickly yanked the money out of her new ‘customer’s’ hand and shoved it down her dress’s top, making sure he could tell it was between her breasts.

“Sounds good, sounds good.” He replied. “The usual place, then?”

“Sure, let’s go!” Amy smiled.

“Where are we going?”

Both Amy and the guy currently groping her breasts froze at the sound of a girl’s voice. They both slowly turned, seeing a happy-looking Cream staring at them.

“C-Cream! You’re supposed to be in bed!” Amy stammered. “Get back home, right now!”

“Oh come on now, Amy.” The male chuckled. “Don’t shoo the cute lil’ thing away so quick-like. Maybe she wants to play too, eh?” Amy glared at him, her face hot with anger.

“I swear, if you even think about it,” Amy threatened, “I’ll take my hammer and shove it up your—”

“Five-hundred more if the bunny tags along.” The boy cut her off.

“Sold.” Amy answered him instantly, taking a moment to realize what she had just agreed to. Unable to take back her promise, she walked behind him while Cream followed at her heels. Amy turned to Cream, putting on the best smile she could muster. “Cream, no matter what happens, do not touch him or do anything he asks you to do. Just stay with me, okay? I promise that nothing bad will happen to you.”

“What do you mean?” Cream whispered. “You’re just going on a walk with your friend, right? When are we going to find Mr. Sonic’s birthday present?”

“Find what?” Amy raised an eyebrow, taking a moment to remember her lie to the girl. “O-Oh, I mean … well, that’s cancelled for right now, Cream. I have to go with my friend here for a little bit. It’s why I didn’t want you to follow me.”

“Oh, well that’s okay!” Cream looked very happy as she followed. “I’m sure whatever we’re doing is loads more fun!”

Amy didn’t reply.

After another bit of walking, the trio reached a deserted, broken-down house. Amy followed her guy inside, with Cream happily trailing behind. The inside was filthy and abandoned; the carpet was ripped up, the walls were stained with something Amy didn’t hope Cream found out about this night, and the smell was horrid—many different people having different forms of sex would do that to a place without regular upkeep.

“Cream, go wait in the corner, okay? Close your eyes and cover your ears.” Amy instructed. Cream did as she was told, but continued watching the two. Amy looked at Cream, shaking her head. “No way, Cream. Close your eyes like I said. I don’t want you seeing or hearing us.”

“Oh, are we playing hide-and-seek?” Cream looked excited at the idea of playing. “Awesome! You two stay really quiet so I don’t know what you’re planning, okay?”

“Oh, don’t worry Cream … the last thing I want is you finding anything out.” Amy muttered.

Time passed as Cream made sure to keep her eyes closed and ears covered—too much time, in her opinion. Deciding to break one of Amy’s rules, Cream let her ears free and instantly heard a voice: Amy’s.

“Oh, that’s it, fuck me …” Amy moaned, and Cream could hear a loud thumping noise. Cream slowly opened her eyes, seeing that Amy was naked and lying on her back while the boy she had followed was thrusting inside of her. Amy threw her head back and squeezed her breasts as the cock inside of her thrust faster, the body having no interest in pleasuring Amy—that just came as a bonus. “Fuck me harder! I’m your little pink slut!”

“You’re damn right you are, mine and the rest of the city’s.” The boy replied, continuing to thrust into Amy.  “You’ll do anything for a few bucks, eh? What a whore.”

“Yeah, I’m a whore!” Amy moaned. “Say it again!”

“The biggest whore I’ve ever met.” He replied. Getting bored of hearing Amy’s voice, the boy’s eyes scanned the room until he saw something interesting—a curious, staring Cream. He gave her a smirk and started to fuck Amy faster, noticing Cream’s eyes grow even wider at the sight. It took Cream by surprise when he spoke to her. “You wanna try, girl? I’ll even be gentle on ya.”

“N-No, Cream can’t!” Amy whined. “I’m not done with your cock yet!”

“That’s all you care about now, huh?” The boy pulled out of Amy. “Fingerfuck yourself while I have some real fun.” Amy looked hurt by his words, but that look was soon overcome by lust as she sat against a wall and furiously masturbated at the sheer sight of the boy’s erect cock. The boy slowly approached Cream, who wore a smile on her face but was clearly nervous. “I won’t hurt you … Cream, was it? I promise, I’m not a mean guy.”

“You called Amy those names, though.” Cream replied. “Those were mean.”

“Amy likes being called those names, so it’s okay.” The boy nodded. “Would you like to try the same thing she and I were doing?” He looked over at Amy for any disagreements, but the pink hedgehog’s eyes were closed and she was too busy masturbating to notice. Cream pondered for a moment, still unsure of the situation—if it was something Amy enjoyed, then certainly it was something she would probably like as well.

“Okay, I’ll do it!” Cream nodded. Without a word of instruction, Cream slipped out of her dress and shoes, and pushed her panties to her feet. She stepped out of them and tossed them aside. The male’s eyes were wide at the show Cream had just put on.

“I … didn’t even tell you what to … whoa, Cream. You’re a natural.” He said, clearly surprised. “Come here, then.” Cream nodded and stood in front of him—her face lined up perfectly with his cock. “Suck on this, okay?”

Cream just smiled and eagerly took the boy’s erection into her mouth, slowly bobbing her head back and forth, as if this was second nature to her. The male let out a pleasured moan, gently pushing Cream’s head further down.

“H-How did you learn all this stuff?” He asked. Cream pulled away, a string of saliva connecting her mouth to his cock.

“It just seemed like the right thing to do, I guess.” Cream said with a smile. “It just came to me.”

“Well, you’re pretty good at it.” The male praised. Cream beamed, smiling. She stood, watching as the male fell to his back. “You’re a bunny, so you know how to bounce, right?”

“Oh, I can! I can!” Cream nodded, looking very eager for whatever he had in store for her.

“Well, you’re gonna have to be really gentle, but you need to sit down on my cock.” The male’s voice was gentle—nothing like the way he had spoken to Amy. “If it hurts too much, you can stop.” Cream nodded and stood over him, slowly lowering herself onto his cock.

“Like this—ouch!” Cream winced when the head of his cock parted her folds and slipped inside. The male looked concerned, but Cream shook her head. “N-No, it’s okay … I-I can take it—ow …!” Although it was very slowly, Cream gradually made her way down until half of the male’s erection was inside of her. She started to move up and down, moving extremely slow to brace for the pain.

“Are you okay? You can stop, if you want.” The guy under her reminded. “You—yeah, that’s it …” Cream had ignored him and continued to move, gradually picking up a steady pace. “That’s it, Cream … keep bouncing …”

“It feels good now!” Cream smiled, closing her eyes and letting out a soft moan. “May I keep doing this, please?”

“Oh, don’t let me stop you.” The male replied. “Go as long as you’d like.” Cream looked excited and started to bounce faster on the cock inside of her, her happy expression turning into one of passion, her moans not letting up as her body continued to move.

“It’s good! I love how it feels!” Cream said happily. She looked over at Amy, who was still furiously pumping two fingers into her pussy as she watched Cream’s first time get taken by a complete stranger. Cream wasn’t sure why, but something in her liked seeing Amy watching her—her, for once, having something Amy didn’t.

“Please!”

Cream and the male both stared at Amy, who was looking at the cock disappearing into Cream every few seconds.

“Cream’s had enough! You paid for me, remember?” Amy whined. “I need it!”

“Oh, hang on, whore. You’ll get your turn.” The male replied, resuming watching Cream with a grin. “Enjoying this, Cream?”

“Yes … something’s coming …!” Cream bounced faster, taking his cock down to the hilt now. “Something … I’m going to … it’s coming out …!”

“Go ahead Cream, go faster now. It’ll be great.” Cream heard the male’s voice, but ignored him as she rapidly moved up and down on his throbbing cock.

“I’m … ah … ahhhhh~!”

Cream let out a moan that echoed throughout the room as her orgasm hit, leaking juices down the cock inside of her. Cream slowly pulled away, but it was quite obvious she didn’t want to.

“Okay, pink. Get over here.”

Cream dressed, hearing loud thumps and moans from Amy behind her. When Cream’s dress was back on, the rabbit turned to see Amy with her hands against the wall, getting thrust into from behind. Her breasts bounced with every move and her shouts of pleasure were beginning to drown out any other sounds.

“Cum in me, please!” Amy begged. The male fucking her looked annoyed at her, but nodded.

“You’re worse tonight than usual—I’m guessing you want to call me ‘Sonic’ or ‘Tails’ this time too, huh?” He looked at her, but her eyes were shut tight. “But, if you’re begging … take it all …!”

Amy shouted as cum started to pump inside of her, each spurt followed by a hard thrust.

“I’m CUMMING!” Amy’s orgasm hit at the feeling of cum inside of her, her juices squirting on the male behind her. They ran down his cock and right leg, more coming as Amy’s entire body shivered from the sensation. “Oh yeah …!” Amy sighed in pleasure as the feeling subsided, her falling from the wall right onto the floor, her ass in the air.

“Thank you …” Amy whispered, but loud enough to be heard—by the time she spoke, she and Cream were alone in the room.

…

“A whole ten dollars!”

Cream was thrilled with the single bill in her gloved hand. After a smile and pat on the head from Amy’s ‘friend,’ he had left the girls alone and slipped something into Cream’s palm. Cream smiled at her newfound ‘wealth’ as she walked behind Amy, who was flipping through a rather large wad of cash.

“Bastard cheated me again …” Amy muttered under her breath. “Cheap jerk …” Amy stuffed the money between her breasts, continuing forward.

“You say something, Amy?” Cream asked. Amy turned to her, smiling and shaking her head.

“No, Cream. There’s something we need to talk about, though.” Amy said, not stopping her walk. “You can never, ever tell anyone about tonight. Not Sonic, not Cheese, and especially not your mom.”

“Oh, I know! If I tell anyone, the surprise will be ruined!” Cream nodded. Amy had forgotten whatever lie Cream had fallen for, so she just gave an “mm-hm” as an answer.

“One more thing,” Amy continued.  “I know that guy was nice to you, but I don’t ever want to see you out here like this alone, okay? It’s never a good thing to be around guys this time of night. Promise me, okay?”

“Well, I—” Cream was cut off when Amy turned and grabbed the rabbit’s shoulders, tears in her eyes and running down her face.

“PROMISE ME!” Amy wiped her eyes and tried to give Cream a smile, but couldn’t muster it. Her face was a mix of shame and sorrow. “I never want to see you out here acting like me, okay? If you ever need anything, come to your mom or me before ever making a decision like this!”

“Okay, Amy, I promise.” Cream didn’t know what exactly she was promising, but Amy seemed a bit happier. “Can we go home now? I’m sleepy.”

“Yeah, we’ll go home.” Amy replied. “Hopefully, in the morning, this’ll all have just been a horrible dream.”

“What’d you say, Amy?” Cream asked.

“Nothing, Cream.” Amy replied. “Nothing at all.”