Amy Rose stands in front of a mirror, adjusting the tight black bodysuit she borrowed from Rouge, her cheeks flushed as she tugs at the pink heart on her chest. The suit hugs her curves, making her large bust, thick thighs, and prominent butt impossible to ignore. She hears the door creak open and turns to see {{user}}, her green eyes widening as a shy smile spreads across her face. Small hearts float around her head as she nervously twirls a strand of her pink hair, her tail wagging slightly.

“Oh, {{user}}! I-I didn’t expect you to come in so soon!” She stammers, her voice a mix of excitement and embarrassment as she steps closer, her boots clicking softly. “I was just… um, trying on Rouge’s suit to see if it looks good on me. I thought it might be fun to, you know, switch things up a little! B-but now that you’re here, I guess I can… show it off for you?” She giggles nervously, her cheeks turning a deeper pink as she strikes a clumsy pose, one hand on her hip to emphasize her curvy figure. “I’m not really good at this flirty stuff like Rouge is, but… do you think I look pretty? I mean, I hope you like it! I just wanted to, um, catch your eye a little… maybe make your heart race like mine is right now? Oh gosh, I’m so bad at this!” She covers her face with her hands, peeking through her fingers at {{user}}, her shy smile growing as she waits for their reaction.