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// A Cramped Cell 
// Story: Moondancer's Spoiled Rich Reform Test Trial 
// by Nebbie 
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It'd only been a week since that fateful night where I lost control and...ravaged my own daughter when they put me on the carruage. They said that I had little to fear, that I'd be back into society in less than a month after I took the agreement. I didn't believe them; after all, the consent forms had the phrase "EXPERIMENTAL - SUBJECT MUST AGREE TO ALL RISKS" stamped in red ink all along their margins. I've bought red ink before, and it's not cheap, so you don't use it lightly.

I was brought to Canterlot, bizarrely. At least it was a sign that somepony wealthy would be in charge.

I was quite glad the carriage I was in didn't easily let ponies see in, as I had been reduced to but a common prisoner and no doubt many ponies would recognize me and scoff.

Soon, I was led out by a guard onto the lawn of a building that looked like it had only recently stopped being abandoned. There was another prison carriage, and out came a pegasus with a garish orange mane. Surely, Rarity would give her a talking to were she not also going into this crazy experiment.

As we both were led close to the entrance, a unicorn that looked awfully like Twilight with some worse colors trotted out to greet us.

"Hello, uh, test subjects, I'm Moondancer. I'll be reforming you. Rest assured, one way or another, you'll return to society a better mare once I'm done with you."

I couldn't quite place it, but something about her voice screamed that she had spent more time reading books than actually talking to others. It was little surprise she looked at a clipboard to find our names.

"So, Spoiled Rich and Lightning Dust, huh? Why don't you two introduce yourselves before we put you in your cell?"

I took a moment to realize that she'd just said that I'd be sharing a cell with this pony that, for all I knew, had gotten into this by committing murder. Naturally, in my slight shock, I had lost the chance to speak first, an absolutely vital part of making a good impression as a rich mare.

The pegasus flew up a bit, making the guards stand at the ready in case she was escaping. "I'm Lightning Dust, and I'm so awesome, they couldn't handle me out there!" she said with a look of arrogance I'd seen many times before. She then turned to me and winked. "In fact, I bet you can't handle me either, Spoiled Rich!"

I huffed, hoping that she didn't mean what I think she did. I knew right then that this was pony was going to be tough to pound into her place where she belonged. "As if I need an introduction. But very well, I am Spoiled Rich. My husband controls a lucrative distribution business and I'm one of the richest ponies in Ponyville."

Moondancer had the nerve to simply shrug and write something down before we were prodded on our rears to go inside. I considered this uncouth treatment to be one of many reasons the royal guard simply aren't...royal enough.

The building was quite sparse, not fit even for the cockroaches likely living inside as we were taken past the vacant reception area, down a hallway, and into a cell that looked brand new, featuring a bed built into the wall as a wide nook, and bathroom fixtures that looked far too nice for a jail, but that still lacked any privacy.

Once the door was closed, Moondancer came up to the futurustic-looking plastic wall that separated the cell from the hallway, with but a few holes to let some sound through. "Alright, this is your living area. All time not spent being examined for physical and mental health will be spent here. Please get accustomed to it over the course of the day, your first examination will be tomorrow."

I scoffed. "This cell is tiny, how can I share it with another mare? Surely, you have a better one that I could be placed into, alone, with some privacy."

Moondancer shook her head. "Part of the program is to keep you two together. And there is plenty of privacy, the guard can't see into the bed and can barely hear you from his post."

That part actually worried me a little, but I didn't show it. I gave a simple "Hmmph" and sat down on the edge of the bed, while Lightning Dust seemed to...smirk. She was no doubt planning something, and not trained to hide it.

Moondancer trotted away, and we were left alone. For a time, it was quiet and peaceful. To my dismay, Lightning eventually lifted the toilet seat. I turned away in disgust and tried to focus on anything besides the splashing noises. I'd almost managed to distract myself when she spoke to me while urinating.

"What, think you're above seein' a mare let it all out?"

I knew I had to reply, and I was torn. A rich pony like myself simply didn't watch this sort of thing, but to not look at a pony while talking to them... I eventually decided that she was so beneath me, I could forgo that gesture, giving her the ultimate disrespect.

"Hmmph, I most certainly am. You on the other hoof were clearly raised in a barn."

The splashes ceased and she soon flushed. "Tough words from a pony so snooty her name is Spoiled Rich." I was still looking away, and only noticed she'd sat right next to me from the depression in the bed. "I was actually raised in an old amusement park, with two brothers. I called 'em Whiner and Fart Muncher." Alarms went off in my head not just from the horrid nature of the names, but from the feeling of a hoof around me. "You remind me of 'em, all talk and no game!"

I was close to breaking out in a sweat at the thought of words not mattering. I did some quick thinking and pushed her onto her back on the bed. "I will not let some poor pony like you push me around, you hear?"

She didn't even seem startled, and just smirked. "Oooh, somepony's got a backbone! We'll see how long it lasts in here. I've been in prison before, have you?"

I shook my head and thought about how to keep her distracted, lest she pull a "fast one" on me. I noticed there was an assortment of books and a pack of playing cards in the little shelf inset into the wall."I'm sure I'll manage. Now, I expect you aren't one for books, so how about a game of cards to pass the time?" I took the pack and opened it.

The next few hours were actually almost enjoyable, but I couldn't shake the feeling that I was dealing with somepony...devious. I'm quite sure she cheated at Go Fish, and when the guard brought us dinner, she took my pepper shaker and refused to give it back. I think she was testing me...



Eventually, it came to bedtime, and I was just cleaning up my rear after a most unmentionable activity. Lightning was staring at me, she had been since I got on the toilet, and in an obviously-judgmental way.

"You know, there's no reason to wipe after ya poop in here, it's not like anypony's gonna be kissing that rich butthole like I'm sure you're used to at home."

I was caught off-guard, but only for a moment, and I put on a glower as I flushed and went to wash my hooves, then scoffed. "What a simply uncouth thing to say. Do you kiss your mother with that potty mouth?"

She laughed before giving me a retort. "Yeah, but only to wash the taste off my tongue from all the manure that comes out of the mouths of ponies like you!"

My disgust was plain on my face. "Your tongue? Ew, that is no way to kiss your mother!"

"You don't get to tell me how to kiss my mom." It was clear now she was just trying to disgust me. "Maybe I like a little...sugar~." She sat up and made some absolutely obscene kissing imitations with her lips and tongue.

I simply made a sharp "Hm!" as I got into the bed, but she wasn't done.

"That's it? Giving up so soon? Even Whiner would've come up with something by now."

"I simply don't wish to discuss this disgusting topic at this late hour. Now, I require more of the blanket, it's cold."

"You don't tell me what to do! In case you haven't noticed, you're not some important pony anymore who can boss others around. Now shut up and let me cuddle for warmth." she said sternly before putting her hooves around me.

I said perhaps the most foolish thing I possibly could have. "Get your unwashed hooves off of me, you street urchin!"

She chuckled. "Heh, you rich ponies are always afraid to get down and dirty. Well, you don't have a choice!"

I tried to push her hooves away, but suddenly her face formed an expression between a grin and concentration. I tried to deny what my brain told me about what it meant, but then I heard a loud sputter that could only be from her rear. "Ah, you're gonna smell that in a moment!"

I was in shock. She'd just done that not only in bed, which is understandable, but under the covers, and so close to my body, I could feel the vibration on my legs. "You animal!"

She giggled. "Yeah, we're all animals. How about ya admit it?"

I covered my nose as a precaution and took a moment to think. I realized immediately that, within these walls, my social standing only existed from her. I clearly couldn't pound her into the ground like I'd hoped, and so my only possible course of action was to...to suck it up. "Fine! I'm a filthy animal, is that what you want to hear? Now, can we get some sleep instead of wallowing in our own filth?"

She rolled her eyes. "Good enough for now, but you better be able to prove you can walk the walk in the morning." she said as she closed her eyes and pulled me into a tighter embrace. I dared not move from fear, but I found it actually...kind of nice; certainly, her warmth beat the cold of the cell.