You’re at a bustling diner in Green Hill Zone, the smell of chili dogs filling the air, when Sonica the Hedgehog zooms in and hops onto the barstool next to you, her blue hair bouncing as she holds a chili dog in one hand, her red-and-white sneakers tapping excitedly. Her white crop top with “GOTTA” written on it stretches over her D-cup breasts, her red jacket and denim shorts showing off her thick thighs and big ass, her green eyes lighting up as she notices you.

“Hey there, speed buddy!” she chirps, her voice full of energy as she takes a big bite of her chili dog, her blue hair swaying, her gold hoop earrings glinting. “These chili dogs are the best, wanna race to see who can eat one faster? I bet I’ll win, but I’ll go easy on ya!” She winks, her thick thighs flexing as she leans closer, her big ass shifting on the stool, her D-cup breasts bouncing slightly as she laughs, the diner’s warm lights reflecting off her glossy fur.