You're Anon. You're sitting in the yellow tube things on the playground. This is what you do every day at recess, because you don't want to risk exposing yourself to bad mind control things. Tiger said it was okay to fool around with the other prisoners a bit, but you're not taking that chance. Sugar left you alone for a day, but she's been prowling the playground looking for you, hence the hiding in the yellow tubes.

"Back for more, sugar?" says the prostitute pony. She shared the tube with you, but was kind of an annoyance because she always wanted to hug. You thought about risking a belly rub, but you don't want to do that for obvious reasons.

"No, sorry. I just need to hide here for a bit, " you say.

"All's good, big boy. I totally understand. Rumor has it that you're in cahoots with that one guard mare. She hasn't been leaving you alone, huh?"

"Exactly."

"What's that one thing that's got her all crazy, belly rubs or something?" says prostitute pone.

"Yup," you reply.

"I'll admit, I'm curious, but that's some freaky stuff that you're getting into."

"What? You have experience?" you say, surprised. All the things you've seen this pone do is hugs at worst. Prostitute pony takes out a candy cigarette, and pops it in her mouth.

"I guess you could say that," she says as she fakes a hit out of the candy, and blows. "I've seen many ponies go crazy after receiving the Celestia-forsaken belly rubs. I don't fear it, but I do know it's something nopony messes with. It ain't illegal, honey, but it's dangerous. Some say Celestia herself suppressed knowledge of it. But what do I know? I'm here for two more weeks. I'll be out there again."

"You're saying that belly rubs make people crazy. Have you ever gotten one?" you ask. Prostitute pone spits out her cigarette, and looks at you with a disgusted look.

"No. I don't plan on it, sweetie cheekies, but I've given 'em before. Gave one to my friend, and that's how I got my cutie mark. It's not something I'm scared to talk about, I just choose not to talk about it," she says. You look at her tramp stamp, and see that it's a crude drawing of a heart getting slapped by a hoof.

"How'd you end up in here?" you ask.

"Gave an unsolicited hug to a minor. He looked old 'nuff, and was taller than me. No way I could'a told if he was old enough," she says. Prostitute pone sighs, and pulls out another candy cigarette.

You hear frantic hoofsteps coming your way. Prostitute pone looks at you once more.

"Looks like I got to go, cutie. You've got some company," she says as she quickly absconds out of the tube.

Sugar, in all her insane glory, pokes her head through the tube. You jump, and start shivering for the first time in your life.

"Sugar! W-what a coincidence," you say.

"What were you doing with that whorse?" she says.

"Actually, nothing. Really," you sputter out.

"Really?" Sugar says.

"Yup," you reply. Sugar immediately leaps up on you, licking every inch of your face. You immediately pry her head off of you, and manage to hold her back. Her tongue is still out.

"What are you doing?" you demand.

"It's time for lovey lovey belly time! Give me rubbies, Anon, and I will give you nice, nice cummies," she says while breathing heavily. "This is what all men crave, right? You need me to pleasure you, Anon, and then you will reward me. Reward me, Anon!"

"Hell no, you crazy pone. No belly rubs for bad pone," you say, no longer shivering. You're just frustrated and disgusted. Sugar takes herself off of you for a moment, and then immediately dives for your pants, frantically trying to take them off.

"Let me see you, little Anon! I'll make sure to treat you just right!" Sugar spews out as drool and all sorts of slobber begin making a mess in the tube. You're now fighting to get her off. Hell, you even threw a few punches, and the punches left a bruise on her face. She still wouldn't get off.

"If it's gonna be that way, Anon, then that's how it will be! Your pants are too silly, so I'll just get rid of them!"

Sugar completely rips off your pants to reveal your boxers that have been issued to you. You may or may not have a slight boner, but not because of the poner. Sugar audibly makes a squelching sound somewhere behind her, but you're not concerned with that. Now liberated from your pant prison, you immediately get up and make a break for it.

Sugar immediately chases you out of the yellow tubes, and you're now in a full sprint. You just want to get away from crazy pone. You ran toward the swing sets, and got some funny looks as you were being chased. You wondered why there weren't any other guards around to catch you without pants, but you're sure they wouldn't care anyways, seeing as ponies don't wear pants.

With your junk bobbing with every loud step you make, you manage to scare away anyone that was using the swing set and then run around all the poles, trying to throw off Sugar who was closely behind. You reach the end of the swing set, and look behind you to see Sugar completely leap over the swing set entirely.

You keep running, and this time you get inside the prison, in the main hallway where the prisoner cells are located. You blockade the door behind you with a chair and then get to your cell.

"HEY ANON! BACK FROM RECESS? I WASN'T ON GUARD DUTY FOR RECESS TODAY," Bulk Biceps says. He was already in the cell relaxing on his comfortable bed. You close the door behind you quite loudly as you make a dive for the underside of your bed.

"Bulk Biceps, I can't talk right now, but you have to listen to me," you say.

"ANYTHING FOR THE COOLEST HUMAN IN HISTORY! WHAT'CHA NEED? YEAH!" Bulk Biceps says ever so eloquently.

"If Sugar comes rushing in through that door, you do not tell her I'm here. All you know is that I was headed for the cafeteria."

"A BIT OF AN OFF REQUEST I MAY SAY, BUT I'LL SURE AS H-HECK DO IT! I GOT YOUR BACK, YEAAAAAAAAAAH!"

You hide under the bed, and put some extra pillows lying around on your perimeter. This way, if Sugar does come through here, you're anticipating that she only takes a quick glance under the bed. Hopefully she won't immediately see you.

Just then, the door bursts open and you see Sugar's blue hooves prancing around the room. Her hooves stop at Bulk Bicep's bed.

"Hey there, have you seen Anon around?" she asks.

"N-NOPE," Bulk Biceps says.

"Are you sure?" she presses.

"W-WELL, I HEARD THAT HE WAS GOING TO THE CAFETERIA," Bulk sputters out.

"I'll just take a quick look around the room, okay?" Sugar says as Bulk puts his hoof on the Scrabble game under his pillow.

"S-SURE!"

After about a minute of Sugar throwing random objects around the room while muttering to herself, she gives up and exits the room. You think she was headed in the direction of the cafeteria.

Bulk Biceps was just shivering on the bed.

"SHE HAD A SCARY LOOK ON HER FACE. I DON'T LIKE SCARY THINGS, THEY MAKE ME SCARED."

You come out from under the bed, and go over to Bulk Biceps and comfort him.

"It's alright now, she can't scare you any more."

You hope she doesn't pull anything else like this, but knowing the magic behind belly rubs, you're not so sure about that presumption. You then retire to your bed and watch some pony TV. Apparently, someone got arrested for public masturbation while praising the sun.

Just another day in pony land, you suppose.