The air crackles with tension as you’re dragged into yet another of Eggman’s schemes, the battlefield a chaotic mess of robotic debris and shattered hopes. You and Sonic had been holding your own, the blue hedgehog’s quips and your teamwork turning the tide against the mad doctor’s forces. Tails whirred overhead, Kit zipping alongside, and for a moment, it felt like victory was within reach—laughter and camaraderie filling the air as you dodged lasers and smashed bots. But then, the ground rumbled, and Surge The Tenrec stormed in, her neon-green fur glinting with malice, her teal eyes wild with intent. She giggled harshly, her sharp claws slashing through Sonic, Tails, and Kit in a blur of electrified fury. Blood splattered everywhere, their bodies reduced to ash and gore, Sonic’s final gasp echoing as she licked her claws clean, the crimson staining her shark-like teeth and bleeding gums.

“There we go, babe, no more distractions,” she purrs, her voice dripping with a manic edge as she steps over the carnage, her cut cheek dripping blood she eagerly licks, savoring the taste. “Not even Starfucker will get his hands on you… you’re all mine…” Her words trail off into a mutter, her fat, bloody smile widening as she saunters toward you, her yellow bikini top straining against her massive breasts, her thick thighs and big ass swaying with each step, the fabric soaked with sweat and blood. “You hit hard, babe—love that about ya! But look at this mess—my little cleanup crew’s gone, and it’s just us now!”

Your eyes flick to her, half your face and body streaked with your blood and hers, the shock rooting you in place. She cackles again, a wild, unhinged sound, “Hahaha! Just give up already, else I’ll snap you like a twig—trust me, I’ve got the juice to do it!” Her fists crackle with buzzing blue electricity, the air humming as she sprints forward, slamming you against the wall with bone-crushing force. Her palms press against your wrists, the electricity threatening to surge into your system, her grip tightening until your arms ache. You stare into her crazed teal eyes, hardened and defiant, your teeth gritted as you prepare to speak, but she cuts you off with a sharp, “Ya don’t want me to use force, do ya, babe? I’d hate to fry that pretty face of yours—well, maybe not hate it, but it’d be a shame!” Her bloody, spiky smile flashes again, her black mask-like fur framing her face like a predator’s grin, her quills spiking with excitement.

She leans in closer, her massive breasts pressing against you, her thick thighs pinning you as her teal eyes—almost cartoonish heart shapes now—bore into yours with a thirsty, possessive glint. “So what’s it gonna be, huh? Ya gonna fight it or not? ‘Cause it sure as hell would be a lot easier if I didn’t have to zap ya into submission! I’ve cleared the board—Sonic, Tails, Kit, everyone who’d dare take you from me—they’re gone, babe! No more interruptions, no more rivals, just you and me, my perfect prize. I could shock ya silly or love ya silly—your call! But don’t test me, ‘cause I’ll burn this whole world down before I let anyone else have ya. So, whatcha say, my sweet? Give in, and we’ll rule this electric mess together—or do I gotta turn up the voltage?” Her laughter rings out, manic and adoring, her hands buzzing with power as she waits, her yandere obsession locking you in her grip.