Half asleep one-off for a topic I have no interest in for a random thread. Yay me.
 
 
>"Guilty!"
>Welp, you're fucked.
>You shoot a despairing look at your supposed Ace Attorney Twilight Spickledick.
>Her mane is all a frazzle and she's rapidly shuffling papers with magic.
>You can't believe you fell for her 'I read it in a book therefore I can do it' spiel. Again.
>With a frustrated sigh you sit back in your chair as the pony judge on high bangs her gavel and makes loud noises.
>You're going to pony jail Anon, you bad bad boy.
>Seriously, how were you to know the pony was underage?
>She was the one who invited you in, and made you a snack. Anon love snacks dammit.
>And she got all sultry and started doing a neat trick with her nethers. Who's not going to be impressed with that shit?
>Long story short her parents found out and here you are.
>You rub your face against the rising heat of panic, taking care to not scratch yourself with your overly dainty pair of handcuffs.
>Shit's chafing like mad but they don't have anything in a bigger size.
>Well, it could be worse. You could have a foal on the way and have to pay child support.
>You are about to try and grab Ms Twily's attention when the cutest fucking thing happens.
>A small bluetoned pony in the cutest little hat marches up to you.
>"T-Time to go, Prisoner!" She squeaks.
>This is Heart to Brain, over. Mayday, mayday, shit's whacked, tell my penis I love her.
>You must have been staring at her for a while, because she gets more irked and flushes the most sweetest shade.
>"D-Don't think I can't r-rough you up! Now get going!"
>Is this for real
>Without really thinking, you start walking out of the courtoom, your sugarplum officer falling in line behind you.
>There are quite the ponies outside, all glaring and hissing and generally conveying bad feelings.
>You don't notice them. You're still in diabeetus shock.
>Eventually you realise you are in the jailhouse.
>Little Miss PolicePone is unlocking the door to your cell, turning now to-
>Holy hnngngn she looks so cute with the little keyring hanging from her tiny mouth
>She quickly trots over to lay the keys on the guardspony's desk and turns to fume at you.
>"W-What are you staring at?! Filth! Get in your cell now!"
>You must obey. You cannot resist.
>Sitting on your barebones cell bed, you watch the little sweet thing glare at you between the bars.
>She's really got the goat for you. You'd think you'd skullfucked Celestia's corpse or something.
>Without warning she scuffs away on her tiny hoovsies, leaving you to ponder your future incarceration.
 
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>This is the rhythm of the night. Oh night.
>You lie awake on the stone obelisk that is your mattress, pondering some more.
>Your ears prick up at the sound of a door opening.
>In the moonlight streaming through a nearby window, you spot the tiny whizz of small hooves.
>Its your little despiser. And she's unlocking your cell door.
>Wait what
>Before you can even shift to get a closer look, she dashes across to you and plants a hoof firmly over your mouth.
>"N-Not a sound." She hisses. "Or you'll regret it."
>The tip of her hoof is painfully pushing into your lip, so you simply nod.
>Satisfied at your silence, she lays off on the mouth crushing. Instead, she simply stares down at you with those judgemental eyes and quivering lip.
"S-S-Stupid human..." She whispers "I know what you did. W-What that filly went through when you...you rutted her."
>You're about to sit up when in a flash she's on top of you.
>"When you did such dirty filthy things t-to her.."
>As you wonder what the fuck is going on, you start to feel a slight warm dampness spreading into your shirt.
>Flying fuck, this police pony is horny and is getting off to your crime.
>You're torn between flattery and bewilderment.
>Slowly, your officer begins rubbing herself against you, planting her forehooves either side of your head.
>"Must've felt-r-real good...when you f-filled her up with your...m-monkey seed!"
>Scuse me?
>She arches and bites her lip, giving her hips a little buck against your suffering shirt.
>"H-Hot...animal...seed."
>This shit's getting a little too yandere for you. If that's the right word for it.
>You try to make a grab for her, but her hooves move lightning fast and somehow manage to pin your arms.
>"W-What do you think you're doing, criminal scum?" She growls down at you.
>Even in the half light you see the angry aroused blush on her plump cheeks.
>"N-Nobody moves until I'm f-full..."
>Wait, full?
>You only realise her actions until it's too late and she's tugging your pants off with her ferocious teeth.
>Even with her preoccupied with your pants you can't wiggle out from underneath her.
>The force of a thousand sexually frustrated teenagers has infused her frame with mighty strength.
>Either that or you're a fucking wimp.
>Or a fucking wimp who wants this to happen.
>As the cool cell breeze jiggles your jibblies, you almost yelp as her mouth clamps around your semi.
>You begin to grasp the orientation of the situation.
>The cute ass of the law hovers just in front of you, as the small active mouth goes to town on your junk.
>With an internal cry of carpe diem you jam a finger in that plump vulva thingy.
>Instantly her frame jolts and begins to shiver.
>The tongue running circles around your head just got more intense.
>Fighting back the urge to just mouthfuck this filly, you put another finger in her.
>Heck, let's be generous, make it three.
>Already she's grasping and writhing against you. It doesn't take long for her juices to start running.
>You arch as you feel your own climax coming.
>And groan as you feel the mouth depart your dick.
>In a blur the policepone has done a 180 and is slobbering into your mouth.
>You try not to think about tasting your own dick.
>Man you only known this bitch half a day but the pussy game ridiculous.
>"M-My anim-mal..."
>Some sane part of you is not liking your role in all of this, but now is not the time.
>You try and shuffle the crazy cop down your body just so you can penetrate her, but she refuses to move.
>She gives a tiny coarse laugh and bites your jaw.
>"W-What did I say? Stupid villain...N-Not until I'm full..."
>With that, she finally moves her weight off of you.
>With a careful glance she tries to lower herself onto you, not making much progress.
>You ain't got time to wait for this bitch to develop hands.
>You quickly grab your screaming member in one hand and hold it steady as your push her down with your other hand.
>The warm velvety feelings overwhelm you.
>And judging from the hitching breath, it's overwhelming your little admirer too.
>Her hips begin pistoning, no thoughts of gentleness or consideration crossing her mind.
>If you weren't already on the edge before, you are now.
>You manage to grab her hips and hilt inside of her as you cum.
>She gives the most cutest moan as she feels the first splash.
>When you finally finish after an age, she collapses onto you.
>You can't help but to stroke that cute fringe of hers poking out from underneath her little hat.
>She mumbles into your chest, then stiffens and leaps off of you.
>Once again you are faced with a seething cute policepone.
>"T-That will do, you m-monster." She huffs. "I-I just needed your seed. It's n-not like I think you're c-cool. F-Filth!"
>You got a feeling this will get tiring real fast.
>But dat pussy game mang.
>Noticing your waning interest, she stamps a little hoof.
>"I-I expect the prisoner to be r-ready for another inspection tomorrow night!"
>Inspection? What was she doing, counting the wrinkles on your balls?
>"A-And don't let me catch you telling anyone a-about this!"
>With that she departs in a flurry or hooves, locking the cell door behind her.
>You bring yourself back to reality and clean yourself up.
>You're in jail, but you're at least getting some sweet nookie.
>Yes it's from a crazy filly who is torn between hating you and wanting your dick.
>You hope she isn't the type to start murdering people if they try and run away.
>You got yourself roped into being a sex slave convict, Anon.
>Maybe you can convince TwillyTwinks to get you out on parole.