Filly Fooling

by 2Merr

Rating: mature
Tags: Comedy, Sex, Profanity, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Human, Anon, Original Character
Length: 1057

A jaded officer must face the dark reality of just how low some people will go.

An Anon gets arrested. Nothing out of the ordinary here. The charge, however, is something that makes even the hardened Officer Sea Pea sick to his stomach.

"this story makes me want to touch children" -Shocks

Published 2017-09-14 15:00:07 UTC
Last updated 2017-09-14 15:00:07 UTC

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Author's Note

Blame Anonpencil for suggesting I make this into an actual fic.

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Newly promoted Chief Sure Lock opened the glass door to the police station and allowed the mare accompanying him to enter first. The mare was fresh from the academy, eager to work alongside righteous and morally pure ponies.

Sure Lock let the door swing shut behind him, glancing around for his former partner. Sure enough, he was curled up on the same couch as always. Not asleep, just “resting his bullshit detector” as he liked to say. Lock lightly smacked his hat against the not-sleeping stallion’s flank.

“Officer Pea? We got another one o’ them Anons in the back.”

“Ugh, what did this one do?” he grumbled, blinking at the light.

“I’d rather not say,” Lock slowly admitted, glancing meaningfully at the new recruit. “You’d best ask ‘im yourself.”

Sea Pea sluggishly rolled to his hooves, sighing at having to leave the warm cushion. “I swear to Luna’s ass, if this is another case of excessive punning without a license...”

The new blood gasped, horrified by the gruesome imagery those words brought to mind. The two veterans shared a look, remembering their own long-lost innocence.

“Fine,” he yawned. “Is he in a holding cell or…?”

“Interrogation room, actually. You’ll be taking care of that.”

“Oh, come on! Did you leave me all the boring parts, you fuckin’ geezer?”

“Only the ones you hate,” Lock smirked. He loved his new power.

Sighing loudly, Officer Pea stomped out of the room, making sure his displeasure was known. The path to the interrogation room was short, leaving him little time to dwell on the misfortune of having to actually do his job.

He closed the first room’s door, glancing at the two-way mirror as he walked up to the small desk in front of it. Anon, or one of them, was sitting at the table, fiddling with his fingers. They all did that. Sea Pea envied those dexterous appendages. He often fantasized about the things he could do with fingers if he only had hands of his own.

Picking up the clipboard from the desk, he flipped to the second page and scanned the bottom half to see just what crime was committed. He nearly dropped it in his shock. He knew some Anons were sick in the head, really sick, but this one definitely took the seven-layer cake. Six accounts of aggravated cuddling and two separate struggle snuggles, not convicted on any of them due to lack of evidence. And the most recent charge: filly fooling.

“That sick bastard,” he muttered under his breath. Feeling his blood coming to a boil, Officer Pea let training and protocol take a backseat to justice. He slammed open the door to the interrogation room, making the sole occupant jump in his seat. Just as quickly, he slammed it back shut, locking it. The horn on his head lit up briefly in a soft, green glow, cutting the video and audio feed.

They were completely isolated now.

“Uh-” the Anon started before being silenced by a clipboard smacking against the table in front of him.

“Don’t you say a single fuckin’ word, you sick piece of shit,” Pea growled. “You’re in here for a reason, and I intend to get a confession out of you. No matter how long it takes.”

“But I dindu nuffin,” Anon whined.

“That’s what they all say. But there’s no way you're wiggling your way out of this one, you fucking pedo."

“Pedo? What? I di-”

The clipboard whistled through the air, cracking against the thick monkey skull.

“Oops,” Pea deadpanned.

“I’m pretty sure this is illegal,” Anon muttered, blinking the stars out of his eyes.

“Shut the fuck up! You can’t say anything after what you did!”

“What did I even do?!” A second crack of the clipboard against his skull was the reply.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?! How could anyone get off to the idea of tying a little filly down and licking her tiny body all over, nibbling her neck and kissing her adorable little nipples?” the officer spat. The bleeding Anon sat back silent shock. “Only a heartless monster would think about her cute, girlish mouth and tongue wrapped around a thick cock slick with her saliva, pumping it in and out of her muzzle until it erupts, then cumming more than her little throat can swallow.” He made all the accompanying thrusts and grunts to really paint the picture of such horrible acts. “The idea of thick, viscous semen overflowing, dribbling down her chin onto her fuzzy chest, her tiny hooves scooping it all up, and watching her suck up every last drop is just horrible.

“You’re a sick pervert, thinking of spreading her soft thighs, cock poised at the entrance to her pure, tight, virginal pussy. I’m absolutely disgusted at how you’d get even more excited as you lean over her, listening to her quickening breath, her girlish moans and gasps while you hasten your strokes, her sweet panting warm and moist on your face, and her chest rising and falling rapidly to meet yours.” Sea Pea was losing himself in his rant by this point, his erection swinging freely while he dry humped the air. “It’s truly nasty how you’d run your hands all over her tiny body while you violate her, feeling her nipples hardening as you pinch them between your fingers while you kiss her neck, savoring the scent of her fur and sweat while she trembles from the stimulation and reaches her climax, hearing her cry out softly as she has her first orgasm while your cock is buried impossibly deep inside her, pulsing violently as an intense amount of hot cum spurts forth and floods through her freshly deflowered pussy for the first time, filling her womb only to spill out of her with a sickening squelch!”

Anon sat silently in his chair, eyes wide and jaw slack. Officer Sea Pea struggled to catch his breath, his body drenched in sweat. Slowly, his erection shrank, returning to its sheath.

“You truly are degenerate scum,” he eventually said. “You’re gonna be locked up for a long, long time.”

The accused Anon finally found his voice.

“All I did was trick her into thinking she had her cutie mark...”