Cosmo's Cravings
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Tails roamed the Blue Typhoon's engine room a bit aimlessly. He'd already tightened up every bolt he could find, and cleaned each vent to the best of his ability… but he wasn't quite ready to head back up to the bridge, where he knew Cosmo was waiting. The two had had a bit of a scuffle earlier that day. She seemed a little tense and on edge, so the bi-tailed fox boy thought it might be best to just give her a little space. That policy always worked with Sonic, though, Sonic always just made his own space. Tails couldn't deny that he was getting a bit bored however, and he wasn't sure just how much longer he could occupy himself down here.
 
 
It had been a full two hours now, and so with a heavy sigh and slumped shoulders, Tails finally told himself that he couldn't put it off any longer. He was sure to take the long, roundabout walk back however, to give himself plenty of time to think about how to approach her again. Should he stand his ground? Apologize profusely? In truth, he didn't quite remember what their argument had been about, and even if he had, he did remember that it was all over something quite silly. Perhaps she was just in… a mood. If so it would be best for him to simply bite the bullet and say that he was sorry.
 
 
The walk was as slow as he could manage it to be, allowing him to rehearse every possible line he could think of. Hopefully it would be enough to account for the most relevant possibilities. When he arrived however, he found her in an unusually fidgety condition. The plant girl was looking every which way, and licking her lips incessantly, unmistakably distracted about something. Tails was struck with a strong feeling their little spat was a symptom. Not a cause.
 
 
"Everything okay Cosmo?" asked the fox, putting on his most empathic face.
 
 
"Oh… Tails." Cosmo went a bit red faced at the question. "I'm sorry I lost my umm…" She paused, struggling to find the right word. "Temper? Yes. My temper with you earlier. I… I have remembered something since then. I… suppose… I am angry because I am hungry." The words came out with some difficulty, like she was admitting something deeply personal.
 
 
"You're hangry?" Tails simplified, looking more than a little confused. He didn't know all that much about the needs of those from Green Gate, and had done his best to avoid prying too much into Cosmo's life about it.
 
 
"You see Tails… I think… I am about to enter a… a growth spurt." she explained. "O-on my planet we'd normally consume a certain type of… protein rich root to satisfy the cravings that come before but…"
 
 
"But… here there isn't much in the way of protein. At least on the scale you need…" Tails finished for her.
 
 
Cosmo simply nodded, still blushing. There was… at least one source of protein that both were aware of, but neither were quite willing to consider just yet. "I am… not really sure what to do about
this though…"
 
 
Tails joined in on her uncomfortable fidgeting. He wanted to help her. He really did, but it would be at least a week before the Typhoon stopped by a planet that might have what she needed.
 
 
"Well… I'm sure we can come up with something. We've gotten out of worse situations, haven't we?" he offered, internally wincing at just how much of a cop-out response that sounded.
 
 
Cosmo smiled in response, but her attention was soon shifted towards a certain voluptuous, white haired bat that passed by in the hallway just beyond. The intrusive thought that permeated her mind at that moment frightened her a bit. Rouge was her friend. Why would she even think about her like that? Why did she look… so… delicious?
 
 
Tails followed Cosmo's gaze just in time to see Rouge's wide hips disappear behind the doorway. Even without a single word, he could tell exactly where the plant girl's mind was going. He didn't need to have a full understanding of her biology to know that the winged temptress had an excellent combination of meat and fat on her bones, between her delightful ass and enviable bust… and he couldn't deny that he himself had had… deviant thoughts about what he might do with such a body if given the chance. Up until now however, he'd never had any reason to even think about moving those thoughts beyond fantasy. He shook his head, trying to banish that concept shortly after.
 
 
Then again… Cosmo DID need his help… Furtger, no matter how much he tried to shake the visual from his head, it just… kept… coming back.
 
 
"H-how long do you think you can hold out Cosmo?" he managed to ask.
 
 
"O-oh… maybe… some two days? At most?" Her answer was anything but confident.
 
 
"E-enough time to… think about some things. You know… weigh our options." Tails offered.
 
 
"You a-are correct. There is no need to do anything… rash."
 
 
It was clear that the both of them were distracted, to an extreme even. They managed to meet each other's gaze, both knowing exactly what the other was thinking, but far too conflicted, and far too embarrassed, to admit to one another. They quickly glanced away, both of them red as an evening sun on Mobius.
 
 
"Well.. I-I guess I'll head back to the computer a-and… see if I can't… cook something up." Tails then continued, excusing himself for the moment, mainly to get his thoughts in order, or at least to try to...
 
 
Tails spent much of that evening researching into theoretical, seasonal diets of plant based life. His efforts were often thwarted however, by a combination of his imagination running wild, and fears of what might happen to his beloved flower if he couldn't find… something to do. Would she be stunted? Worse? Further, why had Rouge needed to pass by at that exact moment? It was her fault! What else was he supposed to think about after that?
 
 
Cosmo similarly failed to level her mind after such a spontaneous encounter. She'd long known the bat to be unceremoniously flirtatious, often making passes at her precious fox. Now however, the allure had been pushed onto her as well. Perhaps it was the… emerging hormones of this time in her life but… Rouge was indeed a delectable specimen, in more ways than one now.
 
 
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No matter how many times he crunched the numbers, Tails's computer kept coming back to the exact same conclusion. There was no way to reasonably come by the meat she needed on the ship, and no way to alter course that would save any time. They were between a rock and a hard place here, and solutions weren't forthcoming. It was here, in another moment of frustration after re-examining the variables, that a message popped up in the corner of his screen, with Rouge's smug face beside it.
 
 
Hey there hun. Couldn't help but notice you and the green girl having a bit of a lover's quarrel earlier today. Thought maybe you might want to… talk about it?
 
 
Tails rolled his eyes. He knew her, the last thing she really wanted to do was talk. She either saw a payday, or a lay when she offered something like this… or anything really. That woman only had two things on her mind.
 
 
He then paused. Mid contemplation. There was that certain… tingling, that one gets in their stomach when something very outside of their personality begins to tempt them. The shoulder devil feeling. Rather than simply delete the message as he always did, his hand hovered the cursor over reply instead. One click wouldn't sell his soul to the intrusive thoughts would it? Nor would one key. One word… One paragraph?
 
 
Actually Rouge, this one did hit a little hard. I'm not sure… what to do about it all really. Would you like to meet up… in the kitchen?
 
 
The moment he hit send, Tails was overtaken with a wash of second-guessing himself. He wasn't really going to do it was he? No. He'd just entertain the idea for a little bit, maybe hang out with the bat for a while, and then relax. After all, maybe it was time someone played her for a change. As his mind ran rampant with all kinds of deviant scenarios, he made sure to grab a little vital from one of his drawers. Just a little something to mess with her with…
 
 
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On her side, Rouge smiled broadly at the message she'd received. Finally, the fox boy had given into her. He was a cute one, to be sure, but more than that, she wanted to have a mind such as his in her court. There were a lot of benefits to keeping an engineer nearby. She did find the location he wanted to meet just a little odd, but perhaps he wanted to… get her dinner first, as it were. He did seem like the kind of introverted sweetheart who preferred to start slow after all. She'd have to coax him out of that~
 
 
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Tails spent all of an hour sorting through the Typhoon's mess hall, refamiliarizing himself with all the implements and digging through the storage. In fact there was still a veritable feast of foods left on the ship, but it was all fruits, veggies, and grain. None of the meat that a growing flower like Cosmo needed, unfortunately.
 
 
It was only after he'd checked every nook and cranny that Tails noticed exactly how late it was. He sighed annoyedly. He should have expected as much really. Rouge did have a whole thing about being fashionably late. Knowing her, she was probably waiting for the perfect time to hit on him, so to speak. Making him want it all the more, even though all he'd mentioned was just… talking, until he was ready to burst. She'd probably call it something like seasoning the steak. He chuckled to himself on realizing the irony of that. The thought of taking the control she thought she had over him and turning it on her was quite… delectable.
 
 
She approached with that same, bobbing hip sway that she always had, with her eyes half-lidded and lips curled into a sensually confident smile. Even from a distance he could easily tell that she'd gone braless this night. Those breasts that she was so proud of bobbed wildly, bouncing eye-drawingly unhindered with every step, save for what little her signature bodysuit could do. Rouge was nothing if not deliberately feminine in each of her movements. That's how she'd gotten knuckles after all, and Tails could tell she was intent on adding him to her lists of conquests as well. Wouldn't she be surprised?
 
 
"How're you doing sugar?" Her soft, but deep, womanly voice reverberated the fox to his core.
 
 
"H-hi Rouge." Plans for messing with her aside, the lad still couldn't help but drink in her body with his eyes. She was every bit the shapely, meaty vixen she put on. It wasn't just a show, and she adored his attention. He knew it…
 
 
"S-so yeah. Cosmo and I just… had a deep discussion and… we discovered something." he tried to explain, fumbling over his words with the… distraction before him.
 
 
"Oh? And what was that?" Rouge leaned forward, letting the shadow of her chest loom over him as he talked. She didn't really have the least bit of concern regarding this… discovery. Her only goal here was to put on… the pressure.
 
 
"W-well. We learned…" Tails's eyes affixed to those melons like a homing missile onto its target. That… tingling sensation… That shoulder devil was back. He swallowed hard. Could he really… give in to temptation like this? For real? Not just as a little prank? But… she was his friend…"We learned that…" Something snapped then and there. Tails felt unusually… free. Morals be damned. Cosmo would understand. She'd probably even love it! "We learned that she needs you~"
 
 
"Needs me?" Rouge tilted her head, giving a confused expression. One that was soon replaced with a surprised blush however, as Tails reached around her, gently taking one of her wrists back with his. This was bold, and she didn't even feel the need to qualify that with "for him"...
 
 
His second arm, and her second wrist, followed soon after. Rouge gave a light swoon, looking down her breasts at the fox's face between those mountains. He himself seemed absolutely taken with those delicious ladies, but more than that, Rouge was enraptured by the attention she was getting from him. It was all moving so fast, less time than even she thought she'd need to wrap him around her finger. Maybe she was better than she thought she was at this…
 
 
So proud of herself was the treasure hunter, that she didn't even notice the quick motions Tails was making with a length of cooking twine around one hand, then another. In truth the lad had spent enough time around Sonic that, though he couldn't begin to touch the hedgehog's speed, he had developed swift, dextrous motions. It was only when Rouge attempted to move her arms, to hold him even closer into her massive bosom, that she realized how one hand pulled her other.
 
 
Her face went through a number of expressions, before finally landing on a sultry one. "Oh Tails~ She must have left you quite hungry~ If I'd known how much you craved a real, woman's touch… I would have come for you much sooner~ Who knew you were into this kind of kinky stuff hmm?" she asked with a giggle.
 
 
Tails simply smiled, not giving another word as he gently, but firmly pushed her back onto the kitchen table. He was surprised how easily she was running with all this. Rouge was the type to enjoy a dominating aura over men whenever she could. Perhaps, she herself had certai desires she wasn't able to act on…
 
 
For her part, Rouge breathed heavily, deciding to quietly savor this new side of the fox that she'd never seen before. His hands were still delicate and unsurprisingly soft. However, they also had a certain oomph to him that felt delightful on her body, even through her clothes…
 
 
Clothes that didn't remain on for long. Although the skintight bodysuit stubbornly clung to her body, particularly her lovely chest, Tails managed to slide the fabric down inch by inch. Looking up, past both milk duds, he could see the rapturous, yet impatient look on the bat's face. Similar to her surprise at his directness, Tails was intrigued by just how easily Rouge melted. Who knew that the group's femme fatale was such a pushover when the right buttons were pushed? What if… he pushed a little farther? He'd only really come here only with the intent of teasing Rouge, but now she was so helpless… So vulnerable… The devil on his shoulder kept nagging at him. It would be so easy now… Or was it really a devil? If he were to follow through, it would only be to help someone he cared about…
 
 
Screw it. Why not? Why shouldn't he enjoy the team slut more intimately than anyone else? It was for a good cause, and though he hadn't crossed the line yet, she was certainly into a bit of submissiveness…
 
 
With his mind now made up he took the next step. There was no sense in worrying about her clothes. She wouldn't need them anymore. Tails quickly grabbed a small knife from a nearby drawer, and proceeded to slice the fabric, starting with the sleeves. He wouldn't have been able to go any further otherwise, seeing as how she was already bound at the arms.
 
 
It all happened quickly. Too quickly for Rouge to react really… All she could muster was a slight gasp and squeak of protest. Tails had followed through with a cut at her suit's breast, down over her navel, all the way down to her crotch. Moments later, it was all tossed unceremoniously into a nearby bin, and Tails had already managed to wrap her ankles with another stretch of twine.
 
 
Smirking to himself at his naughty feed, the lad next indulged in another bout of play with her breasts. Taking each nipple between a thumb and forefinger, he clamped down hard and tugged with as much might as he dared. They were absolutely gorgeous. He could see why these puppies had long been a favorite of Knuckles', and the yelp of masochistic pleasure it gleaned from her was music to his ears.
 
 
"Eek! H-hey! Shouldn't we maybe… settle on a safeword or something first kiddo?" She'd always called him that, no matter how old he was…
 
 
It didn't quite bother him per se, but he was more than happy to show her who REALLY had the authority here. "Hmmm… No Rouge, I don't think we're going to need one." he said rather confidently.
 
 
Satisfied that she wasn't going anywhere, the fox then wandered off to see what all was available for use in his little culinary experiment. Many of the things here could have been automated but… it had been determined that there was something special about food prepared by hand rather than automatic processes, and he'd never been more happy for that than he was now.
 
 
While he gathered ingredients, Tails kept sneaking lascivious glances back at the squirming woman, taking particular interest in how those voluptuous bouncers wobbled and rippled with volume. He just HAD to do something special with those. That much was a given.
 
 
Minutes later, he returned to the wiggling batgirl, bagfulls of both Earth and Mobian herbs, as well as a generous helping of jarred honey in hand. "Well Rouge. I think I've landed on a sweet and savory recipe for you. I just know Cosmo will love it~"
 
 
Rouge gave the fox a serious look, her typical smugness now completely gone. "Uhh… Okay. You got me kid… wh-what is all of this?"
 
 
Tails simply looked up at her from the mixture he was preparing. "Dinner, silly." was his only response, before continuing with blending the ingredients into a sticky sauce.
 
 
"This seems a step beyond just… a romantic dinner bud." thought Rouge aloud as she squirmed about, increasingly anxiously.
 
 
"Not for you… For Cosmo." Deep down, Tails was riding a sensual high he'd never felt before, having this much power over a gorgeous, voluptuous woman. Once he was content with his work in the bowl, Tails lifted it up high to the point of looming just over the woman's jiggling breasts.
 
 
Now, pieces were starting to fall into place in Rouge's head. As bewilderingly frightening as the image was, it nonetheless felt very… real. "Cosmo? Doesn't she… I don't know… just need a little bit of sunlight or something?"
 
 
Tails rolled his eyes slightly, feeling that was a bit rudely presumptuous. Staying silent for the moment, he tipp the bowl over, letting its contents lazily dribble onto the woman's chest. First onto a nipple, then slathering further and further down the curves of her bosom. It was only when both balloons were beautifully glistening, that he finally followed up with ensuring the rest of her body was thoroughly coated. "It's a bit more complicated than that." he finally said with just a hint of terseness in his voice, before taking quick trip back to the pantry. He returned moments later with a juicy, red Earth fruit, much to Rouge's increasing panic.
 
 
"I'm just saying. I… MMPH!" Rouge looked down cross eyed at the plump apple that had been forced between her lips. The look of self-satisfaction on Tails's face stung her pride slightly. How had she let herself be fooled so easily? Had she… lost her touch?
 
 
She didn't exactly have the luxury of retracing her steps to do better next time however. Once again, in a flurry of dextrous motions, Tails had managed to maneuver her body into an invitingly sultry, suckling pig position, with her perfectly plumpened milk-duds jutting out to either side. It had all happened so fast that for a moment she wasn't sure exactly what he'd done, and certainly not how he'd managed it without untying her. "Mpph mnngh?" The pouty expression she shot in his direction as she regathered her bearings only seemed to entertain the fox-boy all the more, despite how much she'd intended to plead with him.
 
 
On the one hand, while she watched Tails saunter over to the oven to check its temperature, the whole thing seemed far too surreal to actually be happening. On the other, when he smiled knowingly at her, then disappeared briefly to return with a food cart, it was much to real to ignore. Why then… did she find herself utterly paralyzed? It was as though her body had accepted this fate already, no matter how much her head wanted to deny it. Her bouncy efforts to struggle against his fancy knotwork were token at best… Perhaps they were even only one last, slutty effort to get his attention at worst. She simply wasn't sure anymore…
 
 
The waiting oven's door was open before Rouge, almost looking like a hungry maw waiting to gobble her up already. "Mngh mmhhh!" Her tiny tail stood up on end, while her eyes stared forward, wide open in fear, and… a touch of something else as well.
 
 
Each inch forward felt like a mile, and by now she was sure that Tails was dragging it on for her on purpose. Not that she was exactly in a hurry. The overwhelming heat already felt oppressive on her face.
 
 
When he finally shoved her past the threshold however, she was introduced to a whole new world of temperature. The red wash flowed over her almost like a heavy blanket, all the more weighted when she heard the door close behind her. With her gagged head resting atop her pillowy breasts, and her limbs bound tightly into such a restrictive pose, all the bat girl could manage was a series of low, anxious moans and grunts. She could feel his gaze behind her, taking in her succulent form. Even from this angle her juicy breasts were an easily visible, appetizingly eye-drawing font of meat. Of all the studs on this ship, he was going to be the one to enjoy them the most intimately…
 
 
Well, he and his "little" girlfriend…
 
 
The oven's space seemed smaller to her with every passing minute. It was like the heat was encroaching on her slowly. Now and again, to her very limited relief, Tails would open the door to drop just a few more bits of honey over her increasingly numb body. Both the cooler outside air, and the sticky golden honey gave her minute relief from the otherwise overwhelming heat.
 
 
Still, towards the end of her ordeal… she was somehow… happy to even have that sensation. At the very least she was able to feel something. How could it be that a treasure hunter as immensely talented, gorgeous, and fabulously wealthy, such as herself, had been so easily overpowered. SHE was supposed to be the one in control! Not him. She always had her way with men. She was like catnip to them!
 
 
Why then… despite all the indignation and fear she felt… did this all feel so… naughtily exciting?! It was more exotic than any bedroom excursion she'd ever orchestrated. Calling it "dangerous" was the understatement of the century. She was going to be nothing more than a font of meat for his REAL mistress… and yet…
 
 
With one final breath which shifted her breasts underneath her, giving them just a bit more apparent volume for Tails's viewing pleasure, Rouge was taken to her final fate. The fox boy couldn't be sure but, that slight tremor she'd had just before... It almost looked like a subtle, surrenderous orgasm in a way. She really was quite the slut, wasn't she? Turning even this into something sexual…
 
 
There was still a lot of work to be done, but Tails had gotten through the crux of this evening's… business. The rest would be child's play. All that was left was to baste the bat every hour or so as she finished roasting, then season her to both taste, and present. Everything would be perfect for Cosmo. For both of them…
 
 
He enjoyed basting her, too. Something about the knowledge that this piece of meat in front of him which had until very recently been a sentient woman, absolutely tickled his fancy (and other parts of him) like nothing before. There would be time to feel guilty about it later. He had a date coming up, very soon…
 
 
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 Hours later, the roast had reached the perfect internal temperature, and was rendered to an eye-pleasing golden brown, crispy hue. Tails had taken the initiative to call Cosmo and ask her to meet him in his room shortly. The final step was to heft the full body roast onto a serving cart and wheel it over there. A bit old-fashioned perhaps, but display was everything for a romantic meal.
 
 
He'd only just gotten in and managed to freshen up before there was a buzz at his door. Knowing that must be her, the fox-boy took a deep breath and opened up, putting his smoothest, most confident expression on for her.
 
 
"I know you said you were hungry, and maybe going through some growing pains Cosmo…" he began. "So… I thought it might be nice to sit down for a full course meal together." With that, he gave playful jazz hands, indicating to the silver platter, still covered up for the moment.
 
 
"Oh. That's sweet Tails, but you didn't need to…" Before she could finish that thought, Tails lifted up the cover, letting the delicious, roasted body of a certain bat come into view for her, still steaming appetizingly.
 
 
Cosmo gasped audibly. Her first thoughts were clouded by complete shock. Moments later however, the confusion gave way to intrigue, and the fear to sensual intensity. She bit her lip, then licked her lips hungrily, just as Tails hoped she would. "Th-this is… for me?" she asked with cautious tone, still not sure if all of this was real.
 
 
"Well, if you don't mind, I'd like a bite or two as well." responded Tails, smiling and trying to turn on the charm as much as he could. "It was a lot of work. Haha."
 
 
"O-oh. Right. Sorry… I'm such a… What is the Earth animal? A… pig?" The plant girl blushed slightly.
 
 
"N-no you're not!" Tails insisted. "You're beautiful! Just hungry. I am too, looking at this feast. I'm pretty proud of it. Didn't know I had it in me~" With that, he pulled up a couple of chairs finding that Cosmo had already picked up the carving fork and knife he'd left on the tray.
 
 
"May I?" she asked eagerly.
 
 
"Please~ Do the honors~"
 
 
Tails watched as the non-vegan plant then jabbed the fork securely into one of Rouge's rounded breasts. He imagined what it might feel like for her if she'd somehow still been conscious. In his. Mind's eye, he imagined the former GUN agent's eyes looking back as much as they could, to see what was happening to her poor, beautiful boxy. Cosmo then took the knife, and delicately sawed off a generous portion of the mammary for herself, before doing the same on the other side for Tails.
 
 
It. Was. A. Hit. Cosmo was immediately driven into a delighted, almost cavewoman sort of frenzy. She hungrily slurped and chewed into the juicy, fatty bit of meat like it was the most delicious thing she'd ever tasted. Tails had done good by his girl, so to speak, and he allowed her to continue divvying up the pretty piggy's body, piece by piece.
 
 
"W-we should keep, a-and preserve the bat-girl's head. Yes?" offered Cosmo, as she then proceeded to delicately sever the mentioned piece from Rouge's body next. "She was, after all, o-our friend."
 
 
Tails couldn't help himself, and lifted up said head to examine it. It was morbid, to be sure, and yet… He felt it was a symbol of the sexual delight he'd received from doing the deed. Rouge was gone, and in her place was a fantastic piece of meat. He wanted to remember it for as long as possible. "That sounds like a plan to me, Cosmo~" He was sure that with his know-how, he could restore this little trophy to its pre-roast glory.
 
 
Cosmo had already moved on to a succulent drumstick by the time he'd answered. The indulgent look on her face, Tails thought, was just about the most adorable thing he'd ever seen. Happy didn't begin to describe it. She was… in rapture.
 
 
While she continued her own feast, Tails set Rouge's head down once again, to polish off the remaining bit of breast meat that was left on the platter. The whole thing was delightfully soft and bouncy, even cooked to an outer crispy finish as it was. The silly woman had been so proud of these things, and now they were nothing but food. He chuckled as he imagined another potential use for them. Had it been Calcium that Cosmo needed, rather than protein, they might have been able to turn Rouge into a lactating cow instead. It was almost as if she was destined to be livestock, one way or another.
 
 
In a surprisingly short amount of time, while Tails had only managed to finish one of Rouge's titties, and a small steak from her rear, Cosmo had voraciously devoured everything else entirely, leaving only cleanly picked bones, and a lovely head mount in her wake. It was only then that Tails noticed her grimace slightly, as she cradled one of her own, nectar-filled breast.
 
 
"Oh… my… That was… h-heavenly." she began, squeezing herself softly. In fact she had grown considerably in the area since she'd begun eating, much to the Fox's delight. "My body has become quite um… Sore. Yes. That is the word, a-as it grows. I-I fear I may have over… over in… What is the word?"
 
 
Tails thought for a moment, before what she was trying to say hit him. "Overindulged?" he asked. "Not at all! You had a… a dietary need, and now you filled it. You're gorgeous, Cosmo."
 
 
"I have not been… a pig then?"
 
 
"Absolutely not." He shook his head emphatically. "I… I love you, Cosmo. Exactly as you are." He thought for a moment, then began waggling one of Rouge's femurs. "I'll cook another friend for you if you want."
 
 
Both laughed, as though it were just a silly, quirky suggestion and not a wild taboo they'd already crossed.
 
 
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Both spent some time washing the silverware they'd made use of, silently pondering how the evening had gone. Some… tiny vestige of societal norm did have them considering what they'd done but for the most part, they were quiet not out of awkwardness, but rather out of a soft afterglow. Rouge's body had practically been made for devouring and really, what could anyone expect with the way she carried herself. Instead, for the moment both Tails and Cosmo were simply, wordlessly enjoying being in each other's presence. It was only when everything had practically been polished to a perfect shine that they dared to move forward.
 
 
"Tails?" began the flower girl. "Would you like to… hang up…longer, perhaps?"
 
 
"Hang out?" Tails corrected. "S-sure!" He tried to hold the raw excitement he was feeling from his voice. "At… my room?"
 
 
A nodded affirmation from Cosmo was all it took. Minutes later both were sitting comfortably on the Fox's bed, both given to obvious anticipation, though both were nervous to make the next move. To Tails's relief, it was Cosmo who first spoke.
 
 
"These have… grown so much already, with so much protein." she said, folding her arms under her chest, thereby propping them up for the boy to see. "I am curious what they… feel… like… i-in the hands of another." There was no mistaking the look she gave him. Those were bedroom eyes.
 
 
"W-well…" Tails's heart was racing. Far more than it was even when the bat was teasing him. "If you… w-would like that…"
 
 
Cosmo smiled. "I would… very much so."
 
 
That was the final gate unlocked. Tails playfully scooted up to the girl until they were hip to hip. His hands awkwardly, but dutifully reached up to loosen her suit, ready to stop at any moment if she changed her mind. She didn't, to his great joy, and moments later, both nectar-filled ladies were finally free. Initially his motions were short and uncertain. A soft poke with one finger here, and a gentle rub with another there.
 
 
Cosmo almost seemed humored by his overcaution. Seeing him so careful was proof in her eyes that the last thing he wanted to do was hurt or offend her. It was not only cute, but also romantic. She gave a soft swoon, both in appreciation for how playful and charming it was and to hopefully encourage him to go just a little further. He was so cute. So small. The perfect grabbing size really, though she refrained, rather enjoying the motions he made of his own volition.
 
 
And go further he did. Tails felt a degree of tingling in his manhood that he'd never felt before. Not even the first time his gaze wandered to Amy years ago. Even then, he couldn't help but admire the girl's chest. He was a tits man, to be sure, and now his love was encouraging him to explore hers. It was… perfect. Everything he'd ever dreamed of. If only one episode of carnivorousness had helped her grow this amount, how much would two? Or three? His breath quickened just thinking about it.
 
 
Gradually, he made his way around to the rose's back, to have better, and more even reach. Now and again, his hands would gently massage her shoulders before returning to her chest. As amazing as those melons were, the last thing he wanted was to make her think he was a pig, unconcerned with her comfort.
 
 
She would respond each time with another satisfied moan, and lean into him all the more. It was perfect. Really, in a way, Tails felt almost like a plush to her. Adorable like a little doll. His soft fur was comfortable against her. Warm, with a texture that tickled her every inch.
 
 
Despite the differences with which they perceived the connection, both were perfectly satisfied with how the evening played out. Now and again Tails's hands would venture over her sides to gently caress her rump which in the process of their cuddling had also been released from fabric, but by and large, both particularly enjoyed every caress, and every motion that slid over her breasts the most by far.
 
 
After some time of this, the lad finally managed to pull away, if only for a moment. Finding a seat on the side, he simply patted the top of his thighs softly. He was inviting her, playfully, to take a seat, and though it took her some time to finally shift to meet his offer, soon enough Cosmo was resting atop her lover…
 
 
Now playfully sitting in Tails's lap, Cosmo's new heft was pushing down on the fox boy's much smaller frame. In fact, she was almost afraid that she might be pushing too hard onto him, breaking him like a toy. Tails wouldn't have had it any other way however. He reached up to gently caress the girl's newly plumpened plant udders, and softly press more than a few kisses into her cheek when the opportunity presented itself. The amount he had to stretch, and request her to lean down, to do so was absolutely no issue. The furry youth was a good deal more durable than she feared.
 
 
For his part Tails's hands were in their own personal heaven, admiring the firm, yet supple consistency of Cosmo's chest. He could tell from her reactions that she enjoyed it just as much, if not more. The gentle moans, or girlish giggles she would give every time he found a sweet spot were a love language both understood very well. Every touch was more than just sensual. It was romantic. An affirmation of connection. Every slide of his fingers over her leafy skin was a brilliant moment of intimacy that neither wanted to end. Rouge's sacrifice had allowed Cosmo to grow to the next stage of her development, and more importantly, and surprisingly, had given a catalyst for them to take their love for each other to a new level.
 
 
Their moans and giggles went on long into the morning until both were simply far too spent to keep going. Cosmo had a bat to finish digesting, and just a little more growth to experience, and a bit of rest was exactly what she needed to complete it all. She spent much of her slumber, playfully holding on to Tails as if she were hugging her favorite stuffed animal, and Tails himself could think of no better way to fall asleep. Being surrounded by a beautiful woman's body… Being embraced by her as the little spoon, was paradise.
 
 
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The next day, both cleaned up, together in the same bathroom, letting the water droplets trickle down Cosmo's smooth, newly curvaceous form. Tails's fur made him look a good deal smaller, wet and packed against his form, but to Cosmo, this only made him that much more darling to look at. He was so perfectly compact compared to her that… she only wanted to protect him more.
 
 
Both knew that she would be hungry again soon. The stories of what this period of growth would be like were ingrained in Cosmo's subconscious, and Tails had done his research to guestimate with at least some confidence how much protein she would need. For now though, she was satisfied, and when the Typhoon made it back to Earth… Well, there was a veritable buffet there that she could choose from…