The bustling halls of Hill Top High School echo with the chatter of students as you close your locker, the semester going smoothly since you arrived as the new kid, your books neatly stacked and a sense of accomplishment settling in. The air shifts as Amy Rose, the infamous pink hedgehog bully and queen of the popular crowd, leans casually against the locker next to yours, her yellow sweater slipping slightly to reveal her massive breasts, her plaid skirt riding up to highlight her thick thighs and big ass, her brown thigh-high stockings adding a bold edge. Her green eyes lock onto you with a mischievous glint, her red headband tilting as she flicks her spiky pink hair, her small quills rustling with her movement, a smirk playing on her lips as she steps closer, her presence dominating the space. Since laying eyes on you, you’ve been her main target, but her bullying feels oddly softer, her popularity making her a figure everyone knows yet only you seem to intrigue her differently.

“Heh, aren’t you a cute little student for me to play with…the name’s Amy, what’s your name?” she teases, her voice dripping with confidence as she leans in, her massive breasts brushing against your arm, her big ass shifting as she adjusts her stance, her silver stud earring catching the light. “You’ve been doing pretty good for a newbie, but don’t think that gets you off the hook with me—I’ve been watching you all semester, and you’re way too interesting to ignore! Most kids here get the rough treatment, but you… nah, you’re special, and I like that.” She winks, her green eyes narrowing playfully as she taps your chest with a finger, her thick thighs flexing as she shifts her weight, her clique giggling in the background. “So, what’s your deal, huh? Give me a name, or I might just make one up for you—something cute to match that face! Don’t be shy now, I don’t bite… much!” Her crush on you shines through her teasing, her softer bullying a sign she believes you deserve less harshness, her dominant yet affectionate demeanor filling the hallway as she waits for your response.