Hee, hee… This, my friends, is the first of many. Round and round the story goes… where it stops, no-one knows. Erm… yeah. If stories depicting these kinds of things offend you in any way I urge you to leave before my writing style gets out of hand. I tend to get carried away with things. This story will be rated M and will be my first so excuse me if I screw things up too badly. There will be lemons but those will come later on. Remember, I'm accepting requests and pairings for other stories and will happily do your request if I can stand to think about it. Let's get started!

"We, the jury, find the defendant, Jonathon Greely, guilty of Pokephillia in the first degree. The sentence, as we all know, is lifetime in the Sinnoh Grand Prison. We do hate to do this to people but sometimes you just have to learn between right and wrong." The voice of the representative reverberated through the large court room as Jonathon's sentence was put into words.

The man who was being judged sat behind the defendant's table in utter shock. How could they do this to him!? That goddamned Glameow had done this to him! He hadn't raped a Pokemon… if anything the Pokemon raped him. It had surprised him with a mixture of Flash and the speed of a Zebstrika. He knew he should've chucked her back on the streets instead of letting her into his home. She just looked so hungry and helpless…

Jonathon was nothing to look at. He was tall, lanky, and just disheveled all the time. He had short, black hair and green eyes. He may have a bit of muscle mass but not enough to really stick out. His green T-shirt was torn and scratched in places from the Glameow's claws and his black jeans had been torn as well. How was he supposed to know she had "happy claws"? This only helped solidify the prosecution's defense as the claw marks did look like they were from the Pokemon struggling. If his claws had ben slashed off… he'd have a lot more wounds to deal with.

After what felt like hours, the Sinnoh police finally did come to retrieve him. This was his last chance to run. When he felt the strong grip of one of the officers he pushed his elbow up, connecting it to the man's gut and toppling him over. He tried to jump over the officer he had pummeled but was caught by a black officer who grabbed him and socked him in the face. He spoke to Jonathon in a deep voice as he counted the stars that lined his vision. "Don't fuck with a black man, Greely. No matter what game you play you will lose."

The skinny, white man was no match for what he often called 'Black Magic'. He was easily dragged out of the courtroom as people helped the other officer up. Jonathon did feel a little bad for hurting him but this was totally unfair! He growled as he was dragged into the patrol car. This was it… He was going to jail for the rest of his life. Damn… Why do these laws have to be so unfair? I remember my friend Wally being arrested for this too… but he really had these feelings for his Gardevoir and her in return. Why can't people just realize that Pokemon aren't as simple as they think? I wonder how Wally is now?

The last thing he was really able to see before he was thrown into the Police vehicle was the faint view of the sunrise. This was one of the last times he'd be able to see the sun rise like this. He sighed from the inside of the patrol car. Great… this is absolutely terrible. I'm going to be jammed in prison with violent outlaws, murderers, and real rapists. I'll be lucky if I can last a week in that place. I hope my ass doesn't become a place for 'parking cars'.

Well… that was a thing. I know this one was a bit short but this is my first and I want to make sure I do this stuff right. Please be sure to give me feedback and request things. Until later, bye!