SINEAD 1488 VEGAN RECIPE EAT UP SPHERECUCKS

BRAND NEW SINEAD FIRESTARTER MEDIA VEGAN RECIPE, EAT YOUR SOY, BE A BAD GOY
Sinead brings you a delicious new raw vegan recipe, full of wholesome carbs to fill you full of energy and h'white pride

Amy didn't know how long this would last, or even how long it has gone on so far. Time had long lost its relevance. All she knew was that it was a horrid nightmare come true, and that nobody would come to help her. Nobody. Even if they did, the damage had been long done. And now the werehog continued to plow her, taint her, take the weightless meat that she'd become. He seemed to have tired a bit from his last orgasm, but he hadn't softened. The monster still wanted more of her, and more of his weight was planted upon her as he manoeuvred positions to fuck her harder. Both his hands planted on either side of her head, scratching the floor.

Amy started to forget about just passing out - she was growing afraid that she would die this way. Would it be better if she did? No… no, she didn't want to die. But she wanted to be somewhere else; someone else. Forever. Where she wasn't bleeding, she was bruising. Again, she made the mistake of looking briefly into those deep emerald green eyes, and she wondered what he was thinking - if anything.

"I'm sorry… I'm sorry…" she wept. What for? And who to? She didn't know, or care. But she would do anything, say anything, to have it end. And yet he looked so eager, even now that he seemed to be slowing a little. She knew that it didn't matter if it stopped now or an hour or went on forever; her body belonged to him utterly.

The irony was that in a way, she'd always wanted this. For the first time since she'd met him, Sonic wanted her. All of his attention was on her; he wasn't trying to run away. In no way whatsoever did she feel ignored. Somehow, in a sickening way, she'd asked for this. For once there was no way of distracting him. With that thought, blackness took over. She passed out. And the pain was gone. But the hurt was still there…

Kill yourself Sinead.

Amy lay there with no strength in her body, knowing that when he began again, she would have no resistance left in her; knowing that she would have to lie there as he would tear into her, knowing that her lack of fight would only please him as his swollen cock thrust into and out of her until every urge had been satisfied. Her head fell back and she began to weep at the thought, her chest heaving with the gulps and sobs. He was already starting to climb back on top of her, growing hard again, drooling in what might be excitement…

But the sunrise seemed to change his mind. His aggressive snarl became a yelp of shock, like a dog yanked back on its chain, and the monster clutched its chest, falling on its back and away from Amy, shielding its eyes with one arm. Relieved of his weight, she may have been able to move now. If she hadn't hurt so badly. Something was happening to him, though. He was roaring in pain, and his huge body began to spasm. She'd seen this before…

He wasn't hurting her, which was a start. Now he was the one in pain. Considerable pain. And then, what she had seen that evening, she was again seeing this morning - just as terrifying and horrible, only in reverse. She wasn't entirely sure what she would have done, even if she could have moved. But claws shortened and became nails. Fangs became teeth. Fur lightened, shortened and lay smooth again. Limbs shifted in the way they supported him, and his body, huge and broad, became slim and a lot smaller in build.

It took only moments to realise what was happening - Sonic the Werehog was becoming Sonic the Hedgehog, lying face down and panting on the carpet. But he was still smeared in cum and blood.

I am a man, and take pleasure in slaying animals so that I may feast heartily upon their meat.

This recipe is no good though since it's vegan. I don't think we have too many tree-hugging bisexuals on Holla Forums tbh.

His energy hadn't been restored. The blue hedgehog was exhausted, and the pain from the transformation hadn't left him either just yet. So he laid there, on the floor, face down and slurring. She watched as one of his arms reached out and planted its hand on the ground, followed by the other. He was about to push himself back up, and when he did, he would surely see her…

Amy whimpered, and finally forced herself to curl up in a protective foetal position, moaning as pain punished her for moving. Her arms wrapped limply around her chest, and her knees came up to meet it. But it didn't hide a thing that had been done. Sonic would see what he had done. She wasn't sure she could live with the shame of him seeing her like this… but she didn't have a choice.

He seemed out of it for a few minutes. Sonic was dizzy, and judging by the sounds he was making, wasn't at all aware that Amy was there. "T-Tails…?" she heard him mumble, as if calling out to his most trusted friend. When nobody replied, he thought he was alone, and brought himself up to his knees. "Man… I'm not a morning person at all…" he told no one in particular, before she heard him choke. That's when she knew he'd seen her. "A-Amy…?!"

"S-Sonic…" Amy returned. She breathed in relief. His mind was back to him, "You… you're you…" Memories of the previous night's torture kept flitting across her mind, though. She hurt so much, that it was as if the rhythm was still seared across her body. She hid her face and started crying again, unwilling to meet his expression, even as she whimpered, "I'm sorry… I'm so sorry…"

Sonic stared silently, paling. Amy was desperate for him, but never so much that she'd be lying naked in the foetal position next to his bed. And sobbing, no less. And was that blood on her?! And… and cum?! One glance at his torn gloves and he knew what had happened. And then he started trembling. And the tears welled up in his eyes too. For the first time since she'd met him, he was at a loss for words. His razor-sharp wits couldn't find any quips or jokes; no puns or snazzy backtalk. He couldn't think of what to say, and that was because there was nothing to be said.

Man, you are fucking obsessed over Sinead. Wasn't posting pictures of her in every single thread accusing anons of being her enough already?

You are reminiscent of a rayycist developing jungle fever.

Why does everybody insist on not eating meat ? Where the fuck do they get a good source of protein ?

friendly reminder that sinead is controlled opposition

From their own shit that they're eating.

Vegans and vegetarians are gigantic faggots.

and?