“So we were kind of hoping you could help her. Peach is so depressed and she seems to look up to you. Maybe you could go see her and convince her she isn’t, well you know, ugly and worthless.”

Sonic and Amy digested the sad tale that Samus and Zelda had told them, both deep in thought about the information they had learned about the Mushroom Kingdom’s princess. The two ladies had spilled everything, from Peach’s current abysmal view of herself to her current unhappy life as damsel in distress. Both hedgehogs had a lot to think about, but it was Amy that came to an ultimate conclusion first.

“Thanks for telling us about this, I think I know the perfect way to help Peach,” Amy said graciously and with a big friendly smile. Samus and Zelda nodded, hoping that whatever Amy had come up with would help their friend.

“Thanks, but what are you going to do? Peach is pretty dead set on seeing herself as baggage and married a certain Italian in the future. What you going to do to help her see past that.”

“Don’t fret, I have a plan,” Amy responded swiftly, nodding to Samus and Zelda. The ladies exchanged a look of bewilderment and shrugged. They didn’t care if they knew what Amy was planning, only if it’ll work. Having nothing else to say to the hedgehogs, Samus and Zelda walked away. Amy waved as they left, holding tightly to Sonic’s arm until they were out of sight. Then she turned to Sonic and looked him strait in his eyes.

“You’re going to bang that princess’s brains out, got it?”

“Huh?” Sonic grunted unintelligently at an eagerly nodding Amy. The pink hedgehog grinned slyly, wrapping her arms around her boyfriend’s head and resting her body against his. Bringing her face inches from his, she sweetly repeated herself.

“You’re going to have sex with Peach. Show her she isn’t worthless and is pretty by doing the same thing you do to me every night. It’ll be easy, she’s so depressed right now she won’t fight it. One smooth line and you’ll have her panties off and be pumping away in no time. I’ll stick around to watch, but not get involved unless she shows some interest in a threesome, just in case she’s bisexual. I wonder if she’s busy tonight?”

“HOLD IT!” Amy stopped her rant and slowly backed away from Sonic who was looking at her like she had sprouted a second head. Not liking her boyfriend eyeballing her like an oddity, Amy through back a glare and crossed her arms under her breasts.

“What’s the matter? You didn’t have any trouble sleeping with any of those other girls. Hell, you didn’t mind doing them all at once. What’s the big deal?” Amy asked in sincere perplexity. Her relationship with Sonic was not a normal one, when they had started having sex they found that once they started, they couldn’t stop, their sexual energy was endless. They fought against it by trying to do it as often as possible, but still they found their hormones out of control. It was Amy, freely liberated from all physical limitations that suggested they try something out of the ordinary to quell their needs. Her answer was simple, if they needed more sex to get fully satisfied, then they would just find more partners. Amy had no problem with Sonic screwing other girl’s, just as long as he still loved her and Sonic felt the same way. Their promiscuity helped strengthen their relationship, proving that sex wasn’t the only thing keeping them together and letting them both feel free to be with anyone they chose. It became a heart to their relationship, love only between them, but sex with everyone.

“I’m just concerned because my girlfriend seems to be pimping me out without a second though. I mean, I understand you not having a huge problem with me sleeping around, but what am I to think when you’re telling me to sleep with other women?” Sonic explained, feeling like a piece of meat right now. Amy’s attitude was Sonic’s problem; he loved experiencing sex with all kinds of different girls. When he had discovered the joys of sex with Amy, he had been slightly depressed that he’d never get to try doing it with anyone else unless he wanted to break Amy’s heart. It had been a godsend when Amy suggested they have an open relationship. He got to stay with her and tap every ass he could find, the ultimate arrangement. But he still felt uncomfortable about being told to sleep with other women, it just seemed wrong to the unscrupulous hedgehog.

“This is about me sleeping with Tails isn’t it? Jeeze, if you had a problem, you should have said so. I asked you to your face if it was all right and you gave me the thumbs up. If I had known you were going to make things awkward I never would have touched him,” Amy pouted in annoyance over Sonic’s reluctance. She had only slept with Tails because she wanted him to be less nervous around girls. It had turned out to be good though, not Sonic good, but good nonetheless. Who knew a virgin like Tails had that kind of skill in the sack.

“It’s not that Amy. I mean come on; you don’t get upset when I sleep with your friends. When I did cream you were right there cheering me on. You even helped set it up that I could hit Cream’s hot mom. I’m not upset you popped my best buds cheery, I’m grateful for that. I’m just not up with you throwing me around to every lonely girl you find.”

Amy relaxed slightly, she had been concerned Sonic would feel threatened by her sleeping with other men, especially his best friend. It was a relief to hear that wasn’t the case. But that left the question, why was he so against her. “Is it that you don’t find Peach attractive? I mean she is kind of fat, but I always thought you liked to have something to grab onto?”

“Are you kidding? I think she’s smoken! When I regained my bearings after the fight, all I could do was look at that big fat rump of hers. I thought she was hiding two holiday hams back there until I saw them jiggle. That’s what I call an ass.” Grinning like a maniac and making several sexual gestures, Sonic creased when he saw Amy staring dryly at him.

“Of coarse, her ass pales in comparison with that sweet thing you have.”

“Nice save,” Amy grumbled before moving back onto topic. “They why are you fighting me? You find her attractive, you have my permission and if things play out well, you might even get a threesome. Why are so dead set against this?”

“Because I don’t know her,” Sonic added simply. He slept around, but everyone he did it with was someone he knew well. Sleeping with someone he hardly knew seemed a little too impersonal.

“But I do, I was her once,” Amy said softly. The way Samus and Zelda had explained Peach’s problems had sounded exactly like her own before getting together with Sonic. When she was alone, Amy felt worthless, like no man would ever love her and that she’d never find true happiness. Amy wouldn’t wish a fate like that on her worst enemy and she’d be damned before she let someone as sweet as Peach go through life thinking she didn’t deserve happiness. She looked at Sonic, begging him to do for Peach as he did with her. Set her free from her own self-doubt.