Cream lies, says her mother knows.

Cream hesitated, her body trembling as she locked eyes with the towering figure of Vector. Her breath caught in her throat, her small body trembling as she stared up at his imposing figure. Her mind raced with fear. Her breath quickened, shallow puffs mingling with the steam still hanging in the air. She hesitated, the lie forming slowly on her quivering lips. "Y-yes. She saw me come in," she managed to whisper, her voice barely carrying over the sound of her own rapid heartbeat thumping in her chest.

Vector's eyes narrowed as he scrutinized her, his mind racing through the possibilities. Was she telling the truth? Could he afford to take that risk? He seemed to weigh her words, his brow furrowing slightly as he processed her response. He couldn't risk making her just disappear after Vanilla saw her come home. Too suspicious. After a moment, he exhaled slowly, the sound heavy in the tense air between them. "I see... Well then, Cream. What are we going to do about this?" His voice was low, a hint of danger threading through each word.

The bunny gulped once more, body trembling as she stared into his large yellow reptilian eyes. "D-do about what?" She stammered, her voice cracking as she **** the words out. Cream's eyes flicked to the bloody towel again, her heart dropping into her stomach. She glanced back up at him, the realization dawning in her wide, tear-filled eyes. "...is that... was that Tails?" She swallowed hard, her voice barely a whisper as tears began to spill over her cheeks.

Vector maintained his cold, impassive stare, the gravity of the situation hanging heavily between them. After a prolonged silence that felt like an eternity to Cream, he slowly nodded, his confirmation stark and devoid of any remorse. "Yes... I ate him."

A sob choked out of Cream as she collapsed to her knees, her hands clutching at the fabric of her dress. Her body shook with each heart-wrenching sob. "Wh-why?!" she cried, her voice echoing with pain and confusion.

Vector sighed deeply, the sound more of resignation than regret. He crouched down to her level, his massive figure still imposing even in this gentle pose. He lifted her chin with his finger, forcing her to look into his eyes as he chose his next words with care. "He wanted... to fuck your mother."

Cream blinked through her tears, confusion momentarily silencing her sobs. "What?" she gasped, struggling to make sense of his words. "What do you mean?" she asked between sobbing breaths.

Vector's growl rumbled in his chest, a sound of frustration and bitterness. "He got here before you, and when I told him you weren't home yet, he started asking about Vanilla," he explained, his voice growing harsher with each word. He clicked his teeth, his expression darkening. "The look in his eyes as he talked about her... He wanted her. And with you not home, I could tell he was going to make a move. He wanted my woman. He was going to cheat on you with my Vanilla, with your mother."

Cream's mind reeled, her grief compounded by shock and disbelief. Her body felt numb, her thoughts a whirlwind of betrayal and horror. Vector's words echoed in her head, each one a stab to her heart. The realization that Tails, her beloved, could harbor such intentions shattered her. Cream's heart was a battlefield of emotions. Part of her—the innocent, loving part that knew Tails since childhood—wanted to scream in denial, to refuse to accept that Tails could betray her so deeply. But the harsh reality of the situation, the undeniable evidence right before her eyes, **** another narrative into her mind. Her sweet Tails, the one she had trusted and loved, could he really been so quick to betray her like that?

She gazed at the bloody towel again, its crimson stain a stark reminder of the brutal act Vector had committed. A protective act? A necessary evil? The more she thought about it, the more the pieces seemed to fit together in a grim picture. Vector had no reason to lie about such a thing, no reason to hurt her without cause. He had always been kind to her, in his own rough way, protective even. Surely, he wouldn't have done this if Tails hadn't provoked him, if Tails hadn't posed a real threat to his relationship with Vanilla. "Vector would never want to hurt me," she reasoned silently, her voice a mere whisper in her head. _"He'd never intentionally hurt me... unless Tails really was guilty." _The more she thought about it, the more it seemed that Vector's actions, however brutal, came from a place of protecting what was his. Cream knew Vector's fierce loyalty to Vanilla; it was a trait she had always admired, even if now it had manifested in such a horrifying way.

Her mind churned with these thoughts, each one a dagger twisting deeper into her heart. The image of Tails, once so full of joy and affection, now overlaid with the shadow of betrayal. It was too much to bear, too painful to consider that she might have been so blind, so deceived.

With each passing moment, as the initial shock dulled, a bitter resolution began to take shape. Her soft, usually cheerful features hardened slightly, a rare edge of anger lining her usually gentle voice. "That... little bastard," she finally muttered, her fists clenching tighter on the tile floor. The tears that had been free-flowing now stopped, replaced by a simmering rage not just at the loss, but at the betrayal.

Rising slowly, her legs shaky but her resolve firming, Cream looked up at Vector, her eyes red-rimmed but fierce. "He... he was going to cheat on me? With my own mother?" Her voice grew louder, a mix of incredulity and pain. "How could he... How could he think of such a thing?"

Vector's expression softened further, his large, scaly hand reaching out tentatively to offer comfort, a rare gesture of gentleness from the usually stoic crocodile. "I'm sorry, Cream. I truly am. I didn't want to believe it either, but... I had to stop him before anything could happen. Before he could hurt you more... or Vanilla."

Cream’s emotions swirled tumultuously as she processed Vector’s revelations about Tails. Her initial shock morphed into a cold, settling clarity. Standing slowly, she straightened her posture, a new resolve firming her voice. “If Tails really was planning on betraying me like that, cheating on me with my own mother... then he deserved what was coming to him.”

She stepped forward, the tiles cold under her feet, and wrapped her arms around Vector in a tight hug. It was an embrace that sought comfort in the wake of betrayal. She needed to feel safe. Vector, surprised but responsive, wrapped one large, scaled hand around her back, the other gently rubbing her head, a protective gesture that felt reassuringly paternal.

As they stood there, Cream became acutely aware of a growing firmness pressing against her through Vector’s towel. Her cheeks flushed a deep pink as she slowly pulled back, her eyes inadvertently glancing down. At that moment, the towel slipped, falling to the floor with a soft ruffle, revealing Vector’s large, 10-inch reptile cock. Cream gasped, her eyes wide as she took an involuntary step back.

Vector licked his lips, a mischievous yet predatory glint in his eye. “I bet a predator like me really turns you on, doesn’t it? The same way it does your mother,” he taunted, his voice low and husky. The air between them charged with a new tension, he leaned slightly forward, lowering his voice to a seductive whisper. “Do you know what would be the sweetest form of ****, Cream? Fucking the man that just ate your cheating boyfriend.”

Cream stood frozen, her heart pounding in her ears. Vector’s massive cock loomed before her, a symbol of raw, primal power. Her mind raced, caught between horror and a bewildering arousal. His proposal echoed in her head, a twisted offer of **** that tugged at the darkest corners of her desires.

Her eyes locked on his, torn between shock, moral outrage, and a deep, unspoken curiosity. The decision hung heavy in the air, a pivotal moment that would define the path of her twisted journey of grief and vengeance.