Dr. Twin Tail Terror was living up to his namesake. Unfortunately for Sonic, that meant the absolute worst case scenario since he seemed to be the only thing within his sights.
Tails was still wearing his personalized Twin Tail Terror leotard and had his bare foot on Sonic’s chest. Sonic, having been previously demolished and humiliated by the other wrestler, was under his foot and at its mercy. That’s right. He wasn’t just at Tails’ mercy. It was his feet.
Sonic felt weakened by Tails’ foot to the point where Tails wasn’t even putting any real strength or pressure behind it. He just had it on him and Sonic’s entire body would fidget while on the floor like it was sapping his strength. It was like his kryptonite. He didn’t read very many Superman comics but he knew enough to liken it to exactly that.
The other kryptonite dawning his person were these humiliating and childish Sesame Street underoos. Tails had christened him Baby Beta Blue after stripping him of the title “Blue Justice” and these were his new outfit. The assertion that wearing briefs of any kind sapped your strength just kept proving true. He was unable to move thanks to both what was hugging his crotch and what Tails was resting gently on his chest. He had no choice but to acquiesce to whatever Tails demanded and right now he demanded satisfaction.
“Who is the strongest?” Tails asked, peering down at Sonic with a glare that put heavy emphasis on his new, evil persona. As a wrestling heel he’d only evolved since he beat Sonic.
“D-Dr. Twin Tail T-Terror is the strongest…” Sonic sputtered out, legitimately scared.
“And who is the enemy?” Tails asked, grinding his feet in just a teensy bit. It felt like a gunshot to Sonic’s tummy though.
“Th-The echidna…!” Sonic answered, sufficiently weakened and staring at Tails’ foot. He gulped and began to grovel like he knew Tails wanted him too. “I-I pledge loyalty to Dr. Twin Tail Terror and will defeat the echidna in his name…!”
Tails raises a brow with a smirk. “Are you sure you’re ready to complete the terrorizing?”
Sonic continued to stare at Tails’ foot, treating it like it was a poison dart frog or something. “Yes.”
Tails giggled, noticing Sonic staring at his foot. He took advantage of the moment by raising it slowly and moving the sole towards Sonic’s face. Sonic’s eyes widen with shock and awe as the fox gently places his foot on top of Sonic’s nose and mouth.
The mere action alone made Sonic’s body spasm involuntarily. The fox couldn’t help snickering as he felt it under his feet. Sonic’s eyes were fluttering and he was close to passing out all of a sudden.
“Sleep peacefully,” Tails ordered. Sonic passed out then and there. The terror of his feet was too much. It took him from the land of the conscious.
Tails sighed and removed his foot once Sonic was fast asleep. “There’s one last step before I can complete the terrorization.”
Tails removes the underoos Sonic had on his butt and then starts to maneuver his limp body into a baby blue leotard. This one was a specially made one with a Baby Beta Blue logo on it. The underoos couldn’t be allowed to sap Sonic’s strength while he was working for Twin Tail Terror.
Tails pressed his foot back to Sonic’s stomach without any real strength behind it and he laid witness to Sonic jolting awake. Sonic was momentarily confused before he noticed Tails standing with his arms crossed and looking down at him. Both the fox’s bare feet were put back onto the ground and Sonic knew based on Tails’ position what he wanted him to do.
Sonic scrambled to his knees and then proceeded to kneel before the foxy heel like a good underling.
“Yes. That’s it. Good job. I’m glad you’ve learned so much from my victory Baby Beta Blue. It’s only right that I use this momentum to push myself further to the top and–!” Tails kept speaking but was interrupted by hardened footsteps coming up from behind him. He turned and spotted the interloper before his sneer returned once again.
Red Rage.
That was Knuckles’ wrestling persona. He sauntered into the living room wearing his own red colored leotard and a sufficient white bandana over his forehead and wrists. He looked kind of cool. Even the crudely drawn Red Rage logo on his spandex kind of stood out a bit as something to admire.
“Dr. Twin Tail Terror?” Knuckles asked. He wanted to make sure he got the name right. Tails nodded with acknowledgement. “Good. I, Red Rage, challenge you to a wrestling match.”
“Sure thing. You were just the guy we wanted to see anyway,” Tails smiled as he put his fists on his hips and glanced up at Knuckles with his tippy toes going up and down to insinuate his excitement. “The match will be a handicap one though. I fight beside my ward, Baby Beta Blue or it’s a no go.”
“Absolutely. That’s fine by me,” Knuckles responded.
Tails knew he wouldn’t refuse that but it still made him happy to hear it. Might as well go for broke.
“Whoever bows and verbally surrenders to the other is the loser and thus must serve the winner,” Tails put a nice little bow on what he expected from this altercation.
“I accept,” Knuckles said again. There was no hesitation in his voice nor any thought. He’d observed what these two were doing from the sidelines for long enough. It was time for the Red Rage to enter the scene.
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Red Rage Vs. Dr. Twin Tail Terror and Baby Beta Blue was underway. The wrestling ring had been set up and Tails, as the residential tinkerer, made sure that a ton of cameras were set up all around them to capture every movement made from every angle. They wouldn’t be fighting at the same time of course. As Tails finished setting up the final camera, he gave a thumbs up and rang the starting bell.
The ones currently in the ring were Red Rage and Beta Blue, which meant that for Twin Tail Terror to get in on the action he would, of course, need to tag in.
Baby Beta Blue wasn’t going to allow that to happen easily. For the sake of his master’s dignity and trust in him, he was going to take this echidna down. As such, when the signal to start rang out the hedgehog immediately lunged at Red Rage. Dr. Twin Tail Terror hung on to the corner post on the opposite side of the ropes, watching with delight. He was in for a show no matter who got the upperhand here.
“Alright Red Rage, you’re about to face the might of Baby Beta Blue!” Sonic shouted as he rushed in to try and tackle Knuckles.
Knuckles stood his ground and ducked under the tackle, wrapping his arm under Sonic’s tummy and heaving him up before slamming him hard onto his back! Sonic grunted and quickly attempted to roll back up. When he did bounce up, he did a running kick but Knuckles ran forward and issued a stunning lariat that demolished Sonic’s neck and made him flip back over so that he was flat on his back again.
The loud booming sound of Sonic’s slams echoed throughout the area and even made the excited fox on the side wince. Still, Baby Beta Blue was representing him and this seemed a little too one-sided so far.
“AUGH!” Sonic winced and sat up. Before he could get up all the way, Knuckles wrapped his arms around Sonic’s neck from behind and hoisted him up himself. Sonic grunted and drooled a bit, grabbing at Knuckles’ arms as he was put into a sleeper. Sonic’s legs dangled as he was lifted up and the hedgehog gasped when he was being flipped over so that he would slam down hard onto his front this time in a unique application of a facebuster.
Sonic’s body flopped there on his front, his toes wiggled and his butt jiggled a little. It was a funny little muscle spasm that made Knuckles snort a bit from the humor of his position.
“Come now, is that all?” He asked, approaching the groaning hedgehog. “I feel as though our first fight was far more impressive than this.”
Sonic growled and pushed himself off the ground, lunging at Knuckles in the hopes of surprising him. Instead, it just put him in the perfect position to be grabbed, yanked forward, and slammed onto the mat in a DDT.
“AAUGHNNNNGH!” Sonic squirmed and whined as he was on the mat. Knuckles clutched him before raising him up and delivering a punch that had flung Sonic off his feet. His limbs wobbled about like a muppet before he goofily landed flat on his back with his arms and legs spread out once more. Sonic’s eyes rolled and his tongue was out.
Red Rage raised his foot and rested it on Beta Blue’s chest, posing with dignity at the wondrous nature of this miraculous beatdown… and was caught by surprise when Twin Tail Terror jumped on his back and tried to lock a sleeper hold on him.
The fox grinned and grunted as he tried to pull Red Rage down, opting out of making any snide commentary about watching your back until the move was finished. Unfortunately, finishing the move wasn’t something he was able to do.
Red Rage didn’t react to the surprise tackle at all. Twin Tail Terror grunted and sweated more, losing his smirk and looking more and more annoyed as he tightened his choke. It did nothing. Red Rage still had his foot on Baby Beta Blue in fact.
He lifted it off eventually but it was voluntary. When Baby Beta Blue jumped up to try and tackle Red Rage, he turned around and let Twin Tail Terror’s tails swat him across the face instead.
Sonic saw stars and his eyes rolled again. He stumbled a little before falling flat on his stomach with his bottom wiggling again. Eventually, Knuckles had enough entertaining Tails and grabbed him off his back before flinging him into the ropes with a mighty throw.
Tails gasped when this happened and shot towards Knuckles while flapping his arms like wings. Knuckles flung his fist back and pounded Tails in the face with it in a move that flipped the fox in mid-air several times before he flopped onto his face with his butt in the air.
The two of them tried to attack repeatedly but it didn’t go their way every time. They would be tricked into running face first into each other. They would be forced to slam against the corner post. Knuckles would jump from up on high and crush the both of them at the same time. He would flip them both into the air, catch them, and slam them onto the mat. It was incredibly embarrassing. Each plan Dr. Twin Tail Terror formulated in his “brilliant” mind was foiled in its execution.
Knuckles grabs Tails by his tails and flings him up and over to slam him repeatedly against Sonic’s back like a water noodle. He then turns the dizzy fox upside down, jumps, and delivers a tombstone piledriver that sees his head smash into the mat.
Tails’ limbs turned to spaghetti and he let out a dorky moan before his body gave out and he flopped to the mat.
Knuckles raised him back up by grabbing the three strands of hair sticking out of his forehead and watched with amusement as the fox’s eyes rolled in their sockets while he drooled a bit on his leotard.
He got behind the Twin Tail Terror and locked a sleeper on him while putting Baby Beta Blue into a scissor hold. The two losers began to grunt, sputter, and choke while this happened. Baby Beta Blue was particularly out of it. Nothing he said was coherent anymore. However, Tails had just enough within him to ask, “How…?!”
Knuckles grinned.
“How did you foil us each time…?!” Tails gurgled, eyes crossing.
“This is what happens when you ignore training and exercise. I was trying to get you both to understand this at the start of this game you were playing.” Knuckles chided him.
The holds they were in weren’t stopping. Knuckles’ legs were wrapped neatly around Sonic’s body and neck. He kept gagging and thrusting at nothing before his body tired itself out and his eyelids fluttered to a half-cracked open look of unconsciousness. Only the pure whites of his eyes were visible.
Tails swooned and began babbling nonsense about inventions and inertia. Eventually, his noises sounded like actual baby babble and his fluttering eyes saw them closing too. He was unconscious in a matter of seconds. Knuckles did finally let him go and watched his head bounce when it struck the mat.
Red Rage dusted his hands off and with a content smile, did a victory pose where he placed his bare foot on Twin Tail Terror’s chest, his face, and his stomach so that each pose was captured for prosperity on the cameras the fox foolishly set up himself. He then drags Twin Tail Terror over to Sonic, who is currently laying flat on his back again, and drapes him over him.
Red Rage proceeded to do the same number of victory poses onto Sonic as he did Tails. It was a good show of force.
— When they both woke up, they were still in the ring. As such, they were still legal men and Red Rage was about to attack them with a power lunge.
Sonic and Tails shrieked in unison and pressed their hands onto the mat. “WAIT! PLEASE STOP! MERCY!” They cried and begged together. Knuckles stopped his assault and stood back with his arms crossed.
Sonic and Tails blushed but slowly stood up with their heads a little lowered but looking at Knuckles all the same. Knuckles cleared his throat. The conditions of the loss have yet to be met.
Both Sonic and Tails bowed before him.
“I surrender! Your power and might was no match for me and my big, stupid brain. I’m a big dumb dumb and a loser!” Tails admitted.
“I surrender too! I sucked back there! I didn’t get a single hit in on you and I’m sorry for being such a baby about it, kay?” Sonic whined. The fight really had been beaten out of them.
Good. Maybe now they could fight to earn that bravado they had before.
—
Some time had passed and now Red Rage was watching his new underlings wrestle one another in the ring. Baby Beta Blue was going up against The Twin Tailed Twink in a match. The Twink had on a new humiliating leotard that spelled out who he actually was now.
As such, he wasn’t too motivated to live up to its name yet. You could tell by the way he gurgled and drooled with his eyes crossed thanks to being trapped in Baby Beta Blue’s sleeper hold in the ring. Eventually, Twin Tailed Twink was knocked unconscious and Baby Beta Blue celebrated by raising his arms and pressing his bare foot onto the loser fox’s chest.
Red Rage pushes off the post he was leaning against and marches towards them. Sensing his approach, Tails’ body jolted him awake, taking to his presence like smelling salts.
The two of them gasped with fear and began sweating as he hovered over them. The fact that Tails woke up so fast spoke to how weak that sleeper hold was too.
“You’re both disappointments,” Knuckles said. “Your lack of strength and willpower is embarrassing.”
Sonic and Tails yelp with fear, rushing over to immediately kiss Knuckles’ feet, begging for his forgiveness concerning their audacity to fight while being such losers.
Knuckles had to smile at this though. Despite his beratement he couldn’t help but think it might have been fine that they had ignored him before this all started.
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I'm surprised that Knuckles didn't use the ultimate garment, the baby diaper. I'm 100% sure that Tails could fit it.
Knuckles doesn't even have to diaper the fox himself, just convince his new parents that Tails wets the bed or had an accident and needs to wear them, since he's still young and was alone before, possibly with limited or no potty training. The Wachowski parents could put a baby diaper on Tails.
I'm surprised that Knuckles didn't use the ultimate garment, the baby diaper. I'm 100% sure that Tai
