My Little Sex Offender | Marepussy is Magic


                                            "A-Anon~ P-please? Just one more?"

                                            >Be Anon

                                            >Be in pone prison

                                            >For what?

                                            >For petting random ponies around the castle

                                            >And for saying naughty words in front of royalty

                                            In public, atleast. Luna /really/ liked being called a 'dummy' and 'stupid' for some reason. [/spoiler:lit]

                                            >So, for your second month in weird marshmallow horse land, you were locked in "Laffy Taffy's Correctional Facility"

                                            >But that was then


                                            >Back in the here and now, you blinked down at the small pink earth pony smushing her head into your fingertips

                                            >When you showed up earlier today, she was your designated "cellie" by the Warden

                                            >Sapphic Stone, or Sappic Stone if the Wardens attempt at pronouncing her name was actually correct

                                            >The crimes she committed?

                                            >Repeatedly requesting the 'bad touch' from mares and stallions alike

                                            >Propagating 'cooties' and other ickyness

                                            >Public cuddling

                                            >And a few more that the Warden didn't even get to finish, as she sped off the second Sapphic rolled out of bed

                                            >Leaving the door to the luxury apartment turned cell- open.

                                            >Your fingers met her scalp as she trundled towards you like a sleepy dog

                                            >So you pet her, and scritched behind her ears

                                            >Which caused pleased, nearly baritone moans to slip from her lips

                                            >God, you were getting spacier than Kevin, what the hell was wrong with you?

                                            >You clicked your tongue as you sat onto your bed

                                            "No."

                                            >"Ple~ase?"

                                            >Her puppy dog eyes were convincing...

                                            >But you were stronger.

                                            >You were starting to understand why petting random ponies was weird, especially if Sapphic kept requesting your touch

                                            >How were you supposed to know that was basically the equivalent groping someone?

                                            >"Ano~n, you make me feel all /special/ when you touch me like that~ You ha~ve to understand a mare like me /needs/ more of that."

                                            >"I've been a /bad/, /bad/ filly Anon; but I'm serving my time, so don't I deserve /some/ petting?"

                                            >U-unf

                                            >Her low, lusty tone was certainly a juxtaposition to the usual kinderpone experience

                                            >Her pastel blue eyes fluttered at you

                                            >While her smirk only fueled the first boner you'd had in months

                                            >A gentle sigh

                                            >A weary shake of the head.

                                            >And your fingers began scritching and scratching behind her ears

                                            >"Aha~ah! Aaanon~ right /there~/! Sappy's a good girl~!"

                                            >Dancing along her scalp as wonton moans and mewls seranaded your ears

                                            >"Harder~! It feels ssssho /good/ Nonny~!"

                                            >Her low, lusty alto a roaring undercurrent of your vile actions

                                            >Her eyes rolled upwards, as her tail flagged behind her gently swaying rump

                                            >Her words slipped into gibbering moans and mewls as she visibly reached her peak

                                            >The scent of freshly picked strawberries filled your nose as she pushed her head against your digits

                                            >All the while her moans hit a crescendo, her pleasure finally pushing her into blissful oblivion

                                            >Suddenly her moans would stop and her eyes would snap further upwards- her body seizing in a single position, as her mouth dropped wide open

                                            >The scent of fresh strawberries would thicken abruptly; melding with the scent of petrichor.

                                            >And your lap, was wet.


                                            >A few seconds later, Sapphic would tune back into the land of the living

                                            >Her wide, well fucked grin on full display

                                            >Was that sex?

                                            >Did you just get bullied into horse sex?

                                            >She /came/ on you.

                                            >A slow breath

                                            >"Nonny, we've /got/ to do that again sometime. If I knew any better, I'd say you were a master masseuse!"

                                            >Days of being treated like a science exhibit

                                            >Weeks of being forced to do tricks and other nonsense for middle management CHILDREN

                                            >Only to be thrown in prison for fucking what?

                                            >Fucking saying something about the shitty situation you were in?

                                            >Wanting to go /home?/

                                            >You tried to suck in a breath, you tried to let yourself simply be calm, you just wanted to relax in this marshmallow horse land for a /moment/

                                            >And you'd just been forced into fucking your sex offender cellmate, just to make them shut up.

                                            >You tried to suck in another breath.

                                            >Something inside you broke.

                                            "Fuck. You. Sapphic."

                                            >She blinked at you

                                            >"What's a fuck?"