Sonic Series Fan Fiction ❯ The Enchanted suit ❯ The Temple ( Chapter 1 )
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By: Brokenpuppet 
Rouge finds more than she bargains for upon raiding an ancient temple looking for treasure.
Non Anime: Sonic Series Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai | Type: Divergence | Uploaded On: 05.30.2009 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.4K | Visits: 1.7K | Status: Completed
Rouge finds more than she bargains for upon raiding an ancient temple looking for treasure.
Non Anime: Sonic Series Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai | Type: Divergence | Uploaded On: 05.30.2009 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.4K | Visits: 1.7K | Status: Completed
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The Enchanted suit
Part 1
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The jungles of the southern continent are not a place for the timid. The thick untamed wilds are dangerous for even the experienced adventurers. That is of course if you went through the jungle. After many years of treasure hunting Rouge found it was much easier to simply fly over it.
"Let's see..." The white bat mussed as she scanned the jungle canopy. "I think it's over... THERE!"
With a slight change in her wings position she glided back down towards the ground. She set down in front of what she had been searching all night for; a large temple that was hidden in this vast jungle. Rouge had discovered this temple some time ago while flying over it but this was the first time she had a reason to go inside the strange place. The stone monument to civilizations past was about three stories tall and had moss, vines, and other lowly vegetation was growing on the rotting outer stone walls. The top of the temple was covered by a dome with a steeple that stretched about ten feet toward the night sky. The only real clue of what purpose the temple served was the life sized, weather worn statue of a female bat that stood at the entrance of the temple.
Rouge smirked up at the statue, "Well sister nice to know that we bats where once powerful on this ol' world."
Rouge spent some time and looked at the faded stone texts that were engraved on the walls of the temple's interior. Rouge learned from experience that although they usually just where meant to be historical documents (boring!) or used for rituals (snores-ville!) they often held hints to what was hidden deeper inside. Hopefully something valuable. There wasn't anything of real interests except a portion that showed a crowd of various Mobians offering what looked like the image of a bat gold and gems. Now Rouge was getting excited. If the number of furs in the text was just a hint at how popular this ancient bat was she must've been loaded.
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After what must've been hours of searching and finding nothing worthwhile Rouge decided to take a breather. "This place must've been picked clean by thieves and archeologists years ago."
Rouge plopped down on the temple floor to gaze up at the temple's surprisingly ornate ceiling carvings. With a heavy sigh she began to wonder why she had wasted her time on this place. It was going to be a long flight out of this jungle and she was tired. Rouge looked at the rest of the ceiling when something struck her cheek. A hand went to Rouge's cheek, it wasn't a bug. Looking up she discovered that a few small pieces of crumbling stone had fallen onto her face. Rubbing her eyes to rid herself of the irritating bits that had found their way past her wide eyelashes she looked up to see that there was an opening about thirty feet off the ground. It made sense, if the priestess of this temple was a bat she'd use her ability to fly as a means of hiding her loot.
After a small jump for momentum Rouge flapped her wings, sending herself up to the opening and continued down a newly discovered walkway. Inside she was amazed to find that she was on top of the temple yet was under the dome which was held up by small columns of obsidian. Only about four feet off the floor. There was a small stone alter that stood beneath a another statue of the bat priestess. But these things weren't what Rouge was interested in. All around the statue lay gold, gems, and other valuable items. After running over to the treasure and running her gloved hands over the wealth for a good while Rouge noticed something was laying on the alter.
On the alter lay what appeared to be a ceremonial costume. It was dark purple with gold trim. The shimmer of the gold in the moonlight was what drew the treasure hunting bat over too it. Upon closer inspection of it surprisingly it was almost her size. There where gloves, a cowl that was open around the mouth, a loin cloth, knee high boots, and a top.
"Hmmm... This would be great in my closet..." Rouge mused. "I better try it on first before I get too excited..."
Knowing there was no one in a thousand miles there was no need to be shy. Rouge took off her boots and her skin tight latex outfit. Her voluptuous breasts hanging free in the warm night air. If anyone in the area had been there they would've seen that Rouge wasn't wearing underwear.
Rouge first tried on the boots and was pleased with the feel of the material. Who would think that some primitive people could make something that would survive so much time in open air?
Rouge looked down at the rest of the garment. The top looked a size or two small for her but that's why it would look so good on her. Knuckles was going to positively melt at the sight of her in this outfit when she snuck into the master emerald chamber next time. The thought of what she and the red echidna could do together she began to feel a little aroused and gently rub herself through the loincloth. However before she could really get anywhere she felt a pair of gloved hands began to massage her swollen breasts; and they seemed very experienced at this. Rouge stopped rubbing her snatch and looked behind to see who was giving her this heavenly massage but saw no one. But when she looked down at the hands she gasped to see the gloves of the outfit moving on their own accord! Not that she was really complaining.
"What... What's going on?" She asked aloud, not understanding what was happening but her breasts where becoming more sensitive and she was getting really wet down there. "I don't know what's going on, but I'm keeping this suit."
One of the gloves moved from her breasts and began to rub her aching sex. Rouge sighed a husky sigh and laid back onto the hard stone floor. Her legs had become weak and wobbly as the glove had touched her down there and it was better to just lay back and accept it.
The glove at her vagina slowly entered her, causing the bat to let out a moan that echoed off the walls of the temple. Slowly the gloves began to pick up speed up. One lightly twisting her nipples and the other burying its empty fingers into her crotch.
"Please... Oh goddess please don't stop!" Rouge was squirming on the floor, moaning and crying out not caring if anyone could hear her or not. Finally she couldn't take anymore and let out a loud scream as she climaxed hard and fell into deep orgasm-induced sleep.
Silently the rest of the costume slipped off the alter and snaked its way onto the young shapely bat's body.
As the morning light shined into the temple Rouge awoke and walked to the exit leaving both her old outfit and her findings behind on the alter. With a flick of her wings she flew off. Treasure was no longer her main interest, she had a new one. Her flight path was back to town to hitch a ride back to the northren continent. She had a lot of work to do.
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To be continued...
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The Enchanted suit
Part 1
---
The jungles of the southern continent are not a place for the timid. The thick untamed wilds are dangerous for even the experienced adventurers. That is of course if you went through the jungle. After many years of treasure hunting Rouge found it was much easier to simply fly over it.
"Let's see..." The white bat mussed as she scanned the jungle canopy. "I think it's over... THERE!"
With a slight change in her wings position she glided back down towards the ground. She set down in front of what she had been searching all night for; a large temple that was hidden in this vast jungle. Rouge had discovered this temple some time ago while flying over it but this was the first time she had a reason to go inside the strange place. The stone monument to civilizations past was about three stories tall and had moss, vines, and other lowly vegetation was growing on the rotting outer stone walls. The top of the temple was covered by a dome with a steeple that stretched about ten feet toward the night sky. The only real clue of what purpose the temple served was the life sized, weather worn statue of a female bat that stood at the entrance of the temple.
Rouge smirked up at the statue, "Well sister nice to know that we bats where once powerful on this ol' world."
Rouge spent some time and looked at the faded stone texts that were engraved on the walls of the temple's interior. Rouge learned from experience that although they usually just where meant to be historical documents (boring!) or used for rituals (snores-ville!) they often held hints to what was hidden deeper inside. Hopefully something valuable. There wasn't anything of real interests except a portion that showed a crowd of various Mobians offering what looked like the image of a bat gold and gems. Now Rouge was getting excited. If the number of furs in the text was just a hint at how popular this ancient bat was she must've been loaded.
---
After what must've been hours of searching and finding nothing worthwhile Rouge decided to take a breather. "This place must've been picked clean by thieves and archeologists years ago."
Rouge plopped down on the temple floor to gaze up at the temple's surprisingly ornate ceiling carvings. With a heavy sigh she began to wonder why she had wasted her time on this place. It was going to be a long flight out of this jungle and she was tired. Rouge looked at the rest of the ceiling when something struck her cheek. A hand went to Rouge's cheek, it wasn't a bug. Looking up she discovered that a few small pieces of crumbling stone had fallen onto her face. Rubbing her eyes to rid herself of the irritating bits that had found their way past her wide eyelashes she looked up to see that there was an opening about thirty feet off the ground. It made sense, if the priestess of this temple was a bat she'd use her ability to fly as a means of hiding her loot.
After a small jump for momentum Rouge flapped her wings, sending herself up to the opening and continued down a newly discovered walkway. Inside she was amazed to find that she was on top of the temple yet was under the dome which was held up by small columns of obsidian. Only about four feet off the floor. There was a small stone alter that stood beneath a another statue of the bat priestess. But these things weren't what Rouge was interested in. All around the statue lay gold, gems, and other valuable items. After running over to the treasure and running her gloved hands over the wealth for a good while Rouge noticed something was laying on the alter.
On the alter lay what appeared to be a ceremonial costume. It was dark purple with gold trim. The shimmer of the gold in the moonlight was what drew the treasure hunting bat over too it. Upon closer inspection of it surprisingly it was almost her size. There where gloves, a cowl that was open around the mouth, a loin cloth, knee high boots, and a top.
"Hmmm... This would be great in my closet..." Rouge mused. "I better try it on first before I get too excited..."
Knowing there was no one in a thousand miles there was no need to be shy. Rouge took off her boots and her skin tight latex outfit. Her voluptuous breasts hanging free in the warm night air. If anyone in the area had been there they would've seen that Rouge wasn't wearing underwear.
Rouge first tried on the boots and was pleased with the feel of the material. Who would think that some primitive people could make something that would survive so much time in open air?
Rouge looked down at the rest of the garment. The top looked a size or two small for her but that's why it would look so good on her. Knuckles was going to positively melt at the sight of her in this outfit when she snuck into the master emerald chamber next time. The thought of what she and the red echidna could do together she began to feel a little aroused and gently rub herself through the loincloth. However before she could really get anywhere she felt a pair of gloved hands began to massage her swollen breasts; and they seemed very experienced at this. Rouge stopped rubbing her snatch and looked behind to see who was giving her this heavenly massage but saw no one. But when she looked down at the hands she gasped to see the gloves of the outfit moving on their own accord! Not that she was really complaining.
"What... What's going on?" She asked aloud, not understanding what was happening but her breasts where becoming more sensitive and she was getting really wet down there. "I don't know what's going on, but I'm keeping this suit."
One of the gloves moved from her breasts and began to rub her aching sex. Rouge sighed a husky sigh and laid back onto the hard stone floor. Her legs had become weak and wobbly as the glove had touched her down there and it was better to just lay back and accept it.
The glove at her vagina slowly entered her, causing the bat to let out a moan that echoed off the walls of the temple. Slowly the gloves began to pick up speed up. One lightly twisting her nipples and the other burying its empty fingers into her crotch.
"Please... Oh goddess please don't stop!" Rouge was squirming on the floor, moaning and crying out not caring if anyone could hear her or not. Finally she couldn't take anymore and let out a loud scream as she climaxed hard and fell into deep orgasm-induced sleep.
Silently the rest of the costume slipped off the alter and snaked its way onto the young shapely bat's body.
As the morning light shined into the temple Rouge awoke and walked to the exit leaving both her old outfit and her findings behind on the alter. With a flick of her wings she flew off. Treasure was no longer her main interest, she had a new one. Her flight path was back to town to hitch a ride back to the northren continent. She had a lot of work to do.
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To be continued...
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