Tails hesitated for a moment, his hand hovering over the broken Hop. He looked at it, then at Sonic, then back at the Hop. He thought about his old life, the adventures, the danger, the constant need to be on the move. But then he thought about this life, the freedom, the indulgence, the companionship. He thought about how he felt when he was with this Sonic, how he felt like he was truly appreciated and valued.
With a deep breath, Tails made his decision. He picked up the broken pieces of the Hop and, with a swift motion, threw them into the trash can. He heard the satisfying crunch of the broken machine as it hit the bottom of the bin. He turned back to Sonic, a wide smile spreading across his face.
He waddled back over to the couch, snuggling up next to Sonic. He listened to his snores, feeling a sense of peace wash over him. He was home. He didn't need the Hop, he didn't need to go back to his old life. He had everything he needed right here.
As he drifted back to sleep, he thought about all the delicious food he was going to eat, all the fun times he was going to have with Sonic. He was never going to leave this world, this life of pure hedonism and indulgence. He was going to live here, with Sonic, forever.
And for the first time in a long time, Tails felt truly happy.
Tails and Sonic spent the rest of the day lounging around, indulging in their favorite pastime: eating. They ordered pizza after pizza, devouring slice after slice with reckless abandon. Tails watched as Sonic's belly grew larger and larger, feeling a strange sense of excitement and arousal.
As the sun began to set, they decided to take a walk around the neighborhood, hoping to burn off some of the calories they had consumed. But as they walked, Tails couldn't help but stare at Sonic's massive belly, jiggling with each step. He felt a strange urge to reach out and touch it, to feel the soft, squishy flesh beneath his fingers.
Eventually, they made their way back to Tails' house, where they settled in for the night. They watched a movie, snuggled up on the couch together, and Tails couldn't resist the temptation any longer. He reached out and gently placed his hand on Sonic's belly, feeling the warm, soft flesh beneath his fingers.
Sonic looked down at Tails, a mischievous grin spreading across his face. "Like what you feel, buddy?" he asked, his voice low and seductive.
Tails blushed, feeling a strange sense of embarrassment and excitement. "Y-yeah," he stammered, his hand still resting on Sonic's belly.
Sonic chuckled, his belly jiggling with the movement. "Well, why don't you give it a little rub?" he suggested, his eyes gleaming with desire.
Tails hesitated for a moment, but the urge was too strong. He began to rub Sonic's belly, feeling the soft, squishy flesh beneath his fingers. He felt a strange sense of pleasure, a sense of satisfaction that he had never experienced before.
As he rubbed Sonic's belly, he felt himself growing more and more aroused. He looked up at Sonic, seeing the same desire in his eyes. Without a word, they both reached for another slice of pizza, their eyes locked in a silent challenge.
They spent the rest of the night gorging themselves on pizza, their bellies growing larger and larger with each slice. Tails felt a strange sense of eroticism as he watched Sonic's belly expand, feeling his own belly growing in response. He couldn't believe how turned on he was by the simple act of eating, by the feeling of his belly growing larger and larger.
As they lay there, stuffed and satisfied, Tails knew that he had found his true calling. He had always loved food, but he had never realized just how erotic it could be. And he knew that he and Sonic would continue to explore this newfound passion, growing fatter and happier together. They would spend their days eating and lounging, indulging in their wildest fantasies and growing fatter and fatter with each passing day. And Tails couldn't wait to see just how big they could get.