Fandom: Mighty Switch Force! Story idea: I found and fell in love with this game. Then something dangerous happened: I started thinking. And as I got to thinking, I realized that this could probably be a pretty awesome anime. A sexy main female protagonist with a power armor bikini hunting down sexy criminal girls for her own personal harem? Okay so that last part doesn't happen in the games, but who says it couldn't happen in the anime, or in this case, the drabble? Contains: yuri, toys.
Patricia Wagon heard the siren signaling a criminal escape in the area. The press of a button had her in her uniform. It was a tad revealing, but Patricia wasn't bothered by this, as the uniform was her greatest weapon. She grabbed her energy pistol and headed out to see how many criminals had gotten loose this time. She swore, it happened like clockwork these days. She really needed to do something to get them in line.
She wasn't shocked to hear that all five of the Hooligan Sisters had escaped. If one of them got out, they all did. She checked the radar to find where the nearest one was, and ran towards the nearby window, leaping out of it. Before she could fall, her helmet flashed blue, and a solid platform appeared under her feet. She ran across it, jumping and spawning a new one to run across, letting her get across the entire town in mere minutes.
She didn't actually create these platforms, nor did she choose where they appeared or which of the many kinds of platform she summoned. Her helmet merely let her shift their position in quantum space so they appeared on her level of reality instead of their native one, making them solid for her. She'd lucked out when she'd discovered her base was next to a series of platforms she could shift into reality to travel.
She found Holly Hooligan, the youngest and least threatening of the sisters on the roof of a nearby building. She seemed to have gotten herself trapped there by accident while running. Patricia had no idea how, but Holly had somehow gotten her cuffed hands locked around a metal poll. She was currently trying to pull her hands free or the chain apart, but her wrists were more likely to dislocate before she succeeded, so when she saw Patricia coming, she didn't put up a fight, merely accepting her fate.
At least she knew Patricia wouldn't hurt her, just capture her and send her back to her cell. At least, that's what she assumed would happen. Patricia landed next to the cuffed blonde. Her hair was well kept, though Patricia had no idea how. Her outfit consisted of a prison stripe tank top about a size or two too small and an equally short black skirt. Patricia smiled, her mind filling all sorts of ideas.
"You and your sisters have been giving me and the rest of this town a lot of trouble for a long time you know," Patricia said, walking behind Holly, "Maybe it's finally time I really start teaching you all a lesson~" Holly gulped, "W-what do you mean?" She questioned, fearing that Patricia was about to use that blaster of hers for more than just taking out the mindless machines that often got in the way of her missions.
Her fears were sated and replaced with new ones as Patricia reached out, hiking up her Holly's skirt and hiking down her panties, leaving her soft, shapely ass and shaved pussy on display. "W-what are you doing!?" Holly questioned, struggling harder and just as uselessly against her cuffs. "Teaching you a lesson~" Patricia purred, bringing her hand down hard on Holly's ass.
The Hooligan sister cried out as she felt it. Patricia smacked her ass again, harder, then again, and again. She kept going for several minutes, until Holly's ass was a bright red and she could feel the heat coming off of it. "Hm.. I'm not sure you've learned your lesson yet~" Patricia purred, reaching down to her uniform. It was an adjustable suit, able to shift into different forms, which is how it so easily turned from her normal clothing into it's current form.
With a little modification though, she could make it change even more. The section of the uniform around her waist shifted, going from something resembling a bikini bottom, to a six inch metal strap-on. She gave Holly no warning as she thrust into her unguarded slit, pushing as much of her fake cock into her as possible and loving the Hooligan girl's cry of surprise, pain, and pleasure as she felt it.
Patricia held onto Holly's hips, pulling them back as she thrust forward, fucking her aggressively. Holly continued to struggle, but couldn't do anything. She felt so stupid for getting herself trapped like this, and she felt even stupider for kind of enjoying it. Soon, though the humiliation remained and only got stronger, the pain subsided altogether, and the pleasure grew for it.
Patricia hilted the toy inside of Holly hard, her hips slapping hard again the criminal's, she wasn't feeling any direct pleasure herself, as nothing was touching her, but it still felt incredible to be taking one of her rivals so completely. Holly's legs started to wobble as she endurance ran out, and soon she screamed with her climax. Holly's legs gave out, and she dropped to her knees against the poll.
As Patricia pulled Holly's head back and thrust down hard into her mouth and throat, making her taste and gag on her own juices, she was made more and more excited by the thought of doing this to all the other Hooligan sisters as well.
The potential for this story idea is actually a bit more than it seems at first glance, as a full story could have action, story, and smut all at once.