This thread typically consists of Anon gone filly, as he's thrust into a new life as a cute little pony. >What's to be expected? Fillies, cuteness, Anon-tier shenanigans, bitchy Twilight, desires to be the little filly, etc.. >Any archive of photos or stories? Dropbox (Photos): https://www.dropbox.com/sh/h46ituoalc71wp9/AACmTe3H8s10ArK3-5Q_3juqa?dl=0 Stories: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1BP6aPchH3lGIRdzd78IWykMCXuKLrNABi6bxZGVTy9c/edit >I'm a contributor. Great! For writers, just write, because the guys handling the doc are ded. For artist, animators, and any other, store them in the Dropbox for future viewing pleasure. >I don't like this thread because of reasons. You'll never know how it is unless you try a dose of filly. Old-mare Thread: >>126320 →
Fuck it, not letting my post get buried. >>123747 → >You pull your head back behind the table. >"Wait! Don't go." >You hear a bit of rustling. >Curious, you take another look. >She's produced something from her mane and is holding it out to you. >You can't see what it is, so you slowly inch towards her. >It might be a trap. >You hold your head low as you approach her. >You deserve this. >You begin to quiver as you plant your plot down next to the cage. >You're ready. >You feel… a hoof on your shoulder? >"It's okay… I can't imagine the horrible things she must have done to you. I'm here now." >You feel something brush against your cheek and you open your right eye to see a candy bar. >"I nabbed it earlier when she wasn't looking. Eat up, you could use it more than I could." >You have some trouble with the packaging with your magic reserves all but depleted, but you finally manage to get it open with your teeth. >Biting into it hungrily, you immediately begin to feel tears stream down your face. >You haven't tasted anything this good since you were human. >The hoof on your shoulder begins to stroke your back and you melt upon its contact, allowing your mouth to hang wide open as you recieve the first non-malicious physical contact in months. >You nudge the remainder of the bar over to her, you wouldn't want to deny her what would likely be the only candy she would be able to have in a long time. >"Done already? I can save the rest for you tomorrow." >You shake your head and gesture to her. >She shakes her head back. "You need this much more than I do. I won't let you deny yourself the pleasure of it just because you're too kind. Please… I didn't even ask your name, what should I call you?" >You take a deep breath, clearing your throat a bit. "Nonny." >After that, everything is silent for a good while. >There aren't any clocks in here, and the windows show the same dark shade of concealment they always do. >If it weren't for the slight routine shifting of the building, you would assume you were inside of Twilight's castle. >From what you know of the structural integrity of buildings, that would mean you're very high up. >But maybe if… >You look up at the other filly. >Nope, still an earth pony. >You're not even sure a small pegasus could carry you safely to the ground, though. >Gotta get a grip! >Twilight needs you, and you don't know what you'd do without her. >You love her, and family members don't abandon each other. >But that doesn't mean you can't enjoy this other filly's company. >The tears are streaming down your face harder than ever now. >Even after all of the pain, the thing you yearned for the most was the loving embrace of another pony. >Maybe if you could just… >You feel a slight pain as your horn sparks to life. >You force the spell onto the door, panting and writhing as it clicks open. "Please… come closer." >She obliges, first tenderly checking for injuries, and, finding none, nestling herself into you. >You try to fight off the fatigue, but you eventually fall victim to the the other filly's warm fluffy body. >…
>>129276 Delete some of the redundant pastebin links i.e. your listing of two stories under Assfaghot's name, with one of them just being a cut-off version of his main green. Add his part two on as well for added accessibility.
>>129280 I've been considering sorting One day…I need some time first, it'll take a bit of work to do >>129278 Are they not correct on the Doc? >>129279 I'll get it done. >>129284 Gotcha'
>>129295 yeah, I get that, and I totally understand I just think it'd be a good idea to spruce it up a bit and make it more presentable, especially since moralfags will use whatever they can to try and slander us
>>129276 Thank you for adding me in, but can it just be under Placeholder? the other bit was added because for some reason it was already taken on pastebin.
>>129298 Done. >>129296 As an update, I'll see if I can do it right now. I'll sort it like Depri (Safe, Questionable, Explicit) Although they'll only be defined by their sexual content.
>>129309 filly would find a way if she really wanted to i want to save a filly's life and have her feel happiness again, so that we can share it together
Progress with filly tulpa, I’ve made it a routine thing to go outside just so I can focus on talking to her. This is the third time I’ve asked her to give me a song request, and as I was counting down from ten, a song name popped in my head at 4. As I was just focusing on the counting, I’m glad to see that I’m getting more than just the usual head pressure.
Soon, I will be one of those faggots who types what they’re saying to me, and I’m sure it will be glorious.
Pastebin: https://pastebin.com/JReEqH6G >You are Anon, a cute green filly who used to be a human. >Somewhere around 10 days ago, you woke up in Canterlot Castle, 10 years prior to the return of Princess Luna. >You've had a bit of a rough start, having to deal with changelings, bullies, and voices in your head. >But at least you've got some psychic powers out of all of it. >Right now you live in Ponyville with Twilight (who also used to be a human) and family after the changelings called out a hit on everyone's heads. >You've managed to make a few friends here thus far, and are right now in the midst of planning a party to celebrate getting your cutie mark, and also hopefully summon Pinkie Pie. >Well, you were in the middle of planning a party, and then you went and decided to steal Blossomforth's first kiss. >Now you have to shake off the awkwardness somehow.
>You and Twilight walked out into the sunshine that penetrated the frozen tundra and into the bubble, which glared annoyingly against the crystalline structures >Shining Armor had offered to set you up with a well-compensated local family, but Purple had refused for any number of reasons >You had no problem with this "Well Twi, I guess you'll have to just let me stay home alone this time. Don't worry, I promise to be a good filly, and brush my teeth every night." >"Oh-oh no, you're gonna be supervised one way or another. I have LOTS of friends." >Damn it >Well, hopefully she would choose Fluttershy, that dracon cumdumpster let you walk all over her
>>129318 >Be Twilight Sparkle >As it turned out, you couldn't always count on family >You looked down at your little munchkin, who was pretending to look away at some random house >She was so cute, you just wanted to eat her up >Would make watching her a whole lot easier >Now you had to think of someone else who could do it >Parasol was out of the question, she was just a evening babysitter, she couldn't do anything overnight >She couldn't stay with Button Mash, they barely knew each other >And besides, you didn't want her to become close to Tender Heart >You were best momfu, after all >Fluttershy would THEORETICALLY be good due to her affinity with animals, but every time she was left with Anon something went wrong >You still hadn't forgiven her for getting Anon high >Rainbow Dash and Pinkie Pie were out of the question >While Rainbow Dash did a good job with Scootaloo, she was still too unreliable for your tastes and was really more of a sister than a disciplinarian, and Anon needs discipline and boundaries >That left you with Applejack and Rarity >Applejack never left home, so you'd start with her "Come on Anon, we're going back to Ponyville" >With a flash and a *pop*, you were back in familiar terrority >Sweet Apple Acres
>>129319 >Be Anon >Twilight was dragging you across the world in her desperate search for somebody who would put up with you >Now you were back in Ponyville >Specifically Hickville >Heh, nailed it >Just like Purple would never nail anypony >Not while you were around >mischevious.png >Twilight briskly trotted up to the farmstead, the soft wind blowly eerily across the silent landscape >You decided to hang out where the two of you had teleported >You didn't want to have to talk to Applejack >She was nice and all, but you didn't like talking with anypony >Well, except Aryanne >… >Why hadn't Twilight knocked? >Twilight turned back at you with an annoyed expression, and you spun your head a bit to look at the door >A sheet of paper was nailed to the door; you couldn't make out much, just 'Family Reunion' and 'soon' >Huh, turns out the mudpone was actually literate >Or she had her sister write it out for her, since she actually went to skool "Soo… I guess Applejack isn't available?" you asked Twilight, who kept walking past you >"Y'know, this is starting to get on my nerves." >She grabs you around the neck and hugs you closer >You blinked just in time to miss the teleportation, which made you very confused when you were now in front of the Carousel Boutique >Fuck, staying with Rarity would suck >You weren't gonna try on any dresses or listen to Squeaky prattle on about school and colts and her pussy feeling funny when she rubbed it >Well, maybe that last part, assuming you got to investigate
"Yeah, sure. You want to head down to the park? Maybe we could play frisbee with some of the fillies and colts there? I know there's always a few." >"Anything to get my head off of this… nonsense."
There's an intractable silence as the two of you walk to the park for several long minutes. You want to apologize more. You want to tell Blossom that she didn't need to apologize to you, because she's still very young and doesn't really know better. You want to say a lot of things, but none of them end up coming out. Instead, you both just brood for a while on what was said and done.
When you finally reach the park, there's a few foals playing as you expected. As luck has it, you've managed to find Blossomforth's friends Flitter and Cloudchaser, along with Thunderlane, playing with a hacky sack over by a water fountain. Cloudchaser waves the two of you over.
<"Hey Hannah Banana, come over here, girl! And who's the new friend?"
You almost forgot that she went by her human name with her friends. The two of you walk over to them, with Blossom still seeming a little displeased, although you suspect that your actions from earlier may not be the only thing getting to her. This hunch is proven correct as soon as Thunderlane opens his mouth. >>"Hey Hannah, you sure you don't want to go on a date with me? You know I'm the most charming colt in Ponyville, right?" >"Buck off, Thunderlane."
>>129324 Support Bloss and play with her while ignoring Thunderlane [ 1d100 = 65 ]
I'm thinking about writing a green but I never did it before and it would probably be full of mistakes since english isn't my mother tongue. Just to say, don't try to shoot me, I'm more open to suggestion and advices
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8J8yAXUUnrk another song that reminded me of filly, i mean it's already her in the third line "and she's got emerald eyes, that lets me know just what she needs…"
>>129258 → >The way to wear down their will is to make them stop caring and forget why they banned you. When has that ever worked? As you said, they're humans; they may forget about Anonfilly after a little while, but I doubt they're so braindamaged that they won't get reminded why they banned this general the minute they see it up and running again. I mean, if simply waiting and hoping the mods will forget about something they hate was to work, then people would probably have been able to post cropped pics of Milky Way again. Even if the mod were to miraculously forget why he hated Anonfilly the next time he sees it on /mlp/, you can just bet that there will be shitposters there who will still remember and scream "die pedo" and report it over and over and all that crap and eventually remind the mod.
>>129324 Thunderlane wouldn't be able to charm a nymphomaniac zebra high on aphrodisiacs who hasn't seen a stallion in ten years.
If you're going to insult, do it right, plebs [ 1d100 = 56 ]
>>129326 >>129331 "Hail To The King" mentioned the protagonist's plight as similar as to a pony waking up in Adolf Hitler's body in post-war France. Why don't you play with that idea and fit anonfilly in it somehow?
>>129326 same for me, i made a bunch of greentext stories, even tried to adapt one (around Industria, a headcannon pony country, i'm leaving it on a hiatus) and got a few in progress but the vocabulary in English is just very different than French, and it's kind of a mess, but let's never give up and learn, and practice, that's the only way. It's a bit like learning to draw, first you sketch things, you copy, then have to learn anatomy and develop your style, and then comes the narration.
i think it's the same with everything, no one becomes a writer just by snapping fingers and typing on a keyboard, "there i'm a writer" but even if it's a greentext, not bothering with page setup or fussed narration, indenting, formatting, the base remains here.
(i agree, i got lazy the last time and it was obvious, gonna arrange this otherwise.)
>>129333 They never forget these reasons, 4chan has its own databases of infrigements, on all the site, wether it's a topic on /pol/, on /k/, on /v/, hwere a LOT fo subjects are silently banned and threads gets permasaged at best, or get you banned at worst, discussing the relations between Getblue Media, Revcontent and the current staff…
4chan is no longer that place you want to frequent. /mlp/ is a cesspool.
Soyboys and SJWs now rule 4chan.
Not shilling for 8chan but I highly recommend you to go there and give it a try .
THIS GODDAMN MOTHERFUCKING SHITHEAP OF A PROGRAM JESUS CHRIST I WANT TO KILL MYSELF OUT OF ANGER IM SO FUCKING PISSED OFF HOLY SHIT REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
>>129393 Mm, you got something here but I think I will try that later. It's actually a very good idea but I want to get better before I try it. Thanks for the idea.
>>129441 Yeah you're right, it's really different from French (and more easy, let's be real, French is really difficult when you think about it). I just need to practice and learn from my mistakes.
>>129333 Well personally I don't see the point of making new threads continually on /mlp/. Are you just trying to piss off the mods? It takes them fewer clicks to move or delete the threads than it takes to copy paste and solve the Google captcha. Are you trying to move back to 4chan? Why would you want to do that?
I was just pointing out that whether you like it or not, there is an imbalance of power between the moderator and the poster. If the former wants to keep a thread deleted, they will keep deleting it. The only way you could possibly keep your posts up is by making them not want to delete it. And pudding them off is counter productive to that end.
>>129450 Shamelessly shilling for this place since it's pretty much the same except more active (and no spoiler lewds, no data mining base website, and no captcha at all), and I have much more invested in it.
You burst into laughter at Thunderlane's stupidity.
"Oh wow, Thunderlane, seems Hannah's too much for your banana. Maybe another colt would be more your speed."
To your surprise, Cloudchaser rushes to his defense, wrapping in her hooves.
<"Hey, he may be a completely uncharismatic dweeb, but he's MY uncharismatic dweeb."
"Well jeez, put him on a tighter leash then. Hannah doesn't need to be dealing with colts trying to hit on her when she's just trying to have fun."
Hearing this, Blossom taps you on the shoulder and looks you in the eye, seemingly expecting you to say something.
"What?" >"Oh, nothing. Say, anyone want to play some hacky sack?"
Without further commotion, the lot of you end up kicking around a hacky sack for a few hours, chatting away on topics that mostly have nothing to do with ponies dating Blossom. As it turns out, Thunderlane has a weird sort of three way relationship with both Flitter and Cloudchaser, and has gotten it into his head that this must mean he's some sort of mega playboy. In reality, it's just that the two of them are sisters and believe in sharing their toys. As Flitter puts it, he's cute, but he couldn't charm a sexually frustrated zebra if his life depended on it. You make a mental note that he must be seriously whipped if he lets his girlfriends talk smack about him in front of his face. Either that, or he doesn't care because he's getting twice the pussy. Of course, it's more likely that he's not getting any, given that he doesn't seem to have his cutie mark yet.
When you notice this, you make a casual mention of your cute-ceañara coming up. Both Flitter and Cloudchaser agree to come, but only on the condition that they be allowed to bring Thunderlane along. You and Blossom both reluctantly agree. If nothing else, you've secured the foal requirement in case Twilight comes back empty hooved.
Soon enough, evening comes and your new friends have to head home. Blossom doesn't seem to need to leave just quite yet though, so you both decide to head back to the treehouse, where you find Twilight collapsed on a couch, reading a book. >"Oh hey, you're back. Met a colt named Caramel. Apparently has a crush on one of your friends. I think her name was Carrot Top? He should be able to show up to your party if she does."
>>129576 This has been a very productive day. Got enough fillies and colts for a proper party, got to laugh at a whipped colt and even got to kiss a cute filly. [ 1d100 = 5 ]
>>129576 "Caramel? Sure, why not. I still don't think it will be enough to bring Pinkie here, we need something more spectacular, unique, powerful… Maybe a huge magic show? By the way, who I'm supposed to ask for books here? I would like a book about alchemy, plants and everfree plants. It would be a nice asset before Zecora and it's better to know more about the everfree and its danger."
And also, it would be nice to spice the drinks for the party with powerful alchemical aphrodisiac but they don't need to know it [ 1d100 = 70 ]
>>129576 Join Twilight on the couch, say that you also found someone to join the party/summoning ritual and that his name is Thunderlane and is horrible at flirting. Also ask what Hannah was trying to get you to say / do back there [ 1d100 = 89 ]
>>129320 >Be Twilight >You were running out of options fast, and you didn't want to drag Anon on an adventure >Both to protect her and avoid having to deal with her as well as the friendship problem >You knocked on the door to the Carousel Boutique, annoyed the the building failed to blot the sun out from your eyes or give shade from the oppressive heat >Eternal night didn't seem so bad right now >It was a full twenty seconds without the door opening, nor any sound coming from inside >Well, nopony was home >You definitely weren't gonna teleport inside, that was a breach of Rarity's privacy >Oh, that reminded you >Check and see if Anon has a diary; and if so, peruse its contents >And if Rarity was gone, she was most likely managing her outlet in Canterlot, or shopping for fabrics, most likely in its Solar District >You backstepped a few paces, and you and your daughter were whisked away oncemore >Damn, being a princess was convenient >You had elected to stop by Rarity's outlet first for obvious reasons >Aside from the statistical probability of her being here, you could see Anon slipping away in the bustle of a large crowd >And the last time she tried to run off in Canterlot, she was almost raped >Thank Celestia for her urine defense system >You silently nudged Anon forward with your head, and she stumbled towards the door, swinging it open >A small door-mounted bell rang as the two of you slid into her shoppe >"Coming!" rang a familiar voice from the back room >Thank the heavens, she was here >From behind the counter appeared Rarity. Calm, responsible Rarity "Rarity, please, can you watch Anonymous for one, two days max? I don't know where else to go, and there's a friendship emergency, and- and- " >You were freaking out >I mean, you loved Anon >But you couldn't handle HER and a friendship problem at the same time >"Well, you see, Darling…" >Fuck that was never good >"I'm simply too busy to help you, between sewing and managing the shops and taxes and courters, I'm absolutely SWAMPED. I'm sorry, Darling." >An uncomfortable silence sat in the air, heavy and oppressive >Why couldn't you life be EASY? >"Did you try Rainbow Dash?" "Oh, she's probably getting drunk right now." you dismiss >"Ah, right, Fridays." she replied knowingly >You turned your head to make sure Anon was still there >She was pawing her hoof against the wood floor, looked bored, but at least obedient "Well, see you Rarity. Thanks anyway." >"Tooda-loo!" she waved you and Anonfilly out the door >You didn't want to do this >But you had to "Anon, you're coming with me."
>>129395 I'll probably update it as an alternative to the main when I'm feeling motivated to write something a bit darker. If I do eventually conclude Chilly Filly, this will probably become my staple green. For now though, it's just a fun little side-project.
>>129646 >>129648 >>129650 What's the deal with Discord servers anyway? I don't even have Discord installed, but it always seems to upset somebody when a link to one is posted
>>129651 You used to see this kind of hatred towards Skype groups before Discord became the primary IM platform. Typically, there's hatred because it draws discussion away from where it should be, in the thread, and ultimately kills it.
>>129658 This Discord group specifically forces content creators to post their content in the thread and does everything they can to keep thread-relevant discussion in the thread Do you reckon there's still a chance for it to cause any harm, inadvertently or otherwise? and if so, why?
>>129661 it's easier to crank out a low quality shitpost in a fast scrolling discord server than to put actual time and effort into a meaningful post on a slower imageboard.
>>129662 this thread has stayed just as fast as always, even with being uprooted & transplanted to a different site entirely and the Discord server being made during all that Everybody in the Discord realizes that not going to and posting in the thread will cause it to die, and they want to keep the thread alive just as much as everybody else
>>129661 That won't last, and I can certifiably claim that as true since I was once a part of this same process of thread killing through IM platforms. You say Anonfilly discussion and content is kept off the Discord, then I put the question to you, for what reason does it then exist?
I'll tell you, social reasons, and that's not a bad thing, but look at every other thread that has had an IM option. It invariably results in drama, lost content and other such things. Again, you say the Discord does what it can to prevent that, and I remind you of the Discord that was made for organising this thread when the deletions were taking place and the promise we all made to abandon it entirely once it no longer became necessary.
It stopped being necessary, and while they did abandon that specific group, they just migrated to another one. A compromise, and if one compromise is made, then others are sure to come in the future.
>>128846 → Since people were posting about their odd birthdays a few threads ago, I figured I'd tell you all that today is mine, at least in EST. Keep this short green on-hand, maybe it'll help you avoid getting pinched.
>You still need Sulfur, Carbon, and a few pipes. >You already have a plan for the pipes and the Carbon, but the Sulfur is another issue entirely. >Ponyville doesn't have a Pharmacy that you know of, but you do know one place you might be able to get it or at least recieve directions. >You head off in the direction of the Everfree, taking your time. >Despite the amount of time you and League have spent there, the place still terrifies you. >Untamed monsters of great destructive potential, tribes of dangerous outcasts and the will of the forest itself to lead its wanderers in constant circles or into a trap has all but convinced you to stay out of the fray. >Nervously stepping onto the slightly overgrown trail, you begin your journey to Zecora's hut. >You hear a low growl, but you manage to run away before whatever produced the noise could press the issue further. >Thunderclouds are beginning to form overhead, and you don't want to be caught up in the potentially resulting snowstorm. >After some confusion with the pathways, you finally arrive at the hut and knock a 'Shaving a Haircut.' >The door opens rather quickly. >"Ah, a little filly I see. Please do come in, I'll brew you a mug of tea." >Since you still have some time to kill and you're near the meeting place already, you allow yourself the respite. "Thanks, Zecora. Do you know where I could find some Sulfur?" >As she dips into an iron cauldron filled to the brim with water, she nods. >Pouring the water into a mug that reads 'ZLM,' her mouth is finally free. >"Though I can tell you of what you desire, of the reasoning I feel I should inquire." >Shit. >Input action.
>>129666 Say that you want to try a new alchemy recipe you heard of, and if she inquires further, tell her what the gunpowder your making is made out of. Saying its looked over by twilight or a science project may make Zecora ask Twilight personally and ruin any plans we have. [ 1d100 = 53 ]
You take a seat next to Twilight, and Blossom follows after you.
"Sounds like we both did something productive today. Assuming I don't have any of my other friends bail on me, I've got an 11th party guest. His name's Thunderlane and he is the world's worst flirt." >"Then why did you invite him?"
"Because he's tagging along with Flitter and Cloudchaser as their date." >"Lovely. So with Caramel paired with Carrot Top, Thunderlane with Flitter and Cloudchaser, and Big Mac and Noteworthy with… some of your other friends I guess, it sounds like there's going to be a lot of sexual tension at your party. Should we make spin the bottle and seven minutes in heaven among the festivities?"
Blossom tenses up and shivers. >"Please don't."
"Yeah, we wouldn't want Blossom to have to kiss Thunderlane, and I don't want anyone else kissing Cheerilee."
Twilight shrugs. >"Truth or dare then? You can't dare anyone to do anything with yourself, so no one gets to steal free smooches for themselves, but you can absolutely fuck with everyone else."
"Wow, you must have been the most liberal mother ever back on Earth." >"I was the most awesome mother, thank you very much. Besides, my daughter knew that if any boy messed with her too much, I kept a .44 magnum in my purse for just such an occasion."
"Duly noted if I ever have the pleasure of meeting you back on Earth." >"Anyways, I've been trying to think up some good party games. It's easy to think of things that kids would enjoy, but I kind of recognize that neither you nor I are actually fillies at heart, so I've been trying to think up something more age neutral. You got any better ideas?"
>>129684 Pin The Pony. I bet you're thinking I meant Pin The Tail On The Pony, but I know what I said. In a loud and clear voice, state the you sure wish there were a pony good at planning parties to help with this. [ 1d100 = 50 ]
>>129684 One minute Twi is all "Don't sexual the Banana." and the next she's like "We should set these kids up to get dirty." Whatever man. Poor Hannah. She's got like two moms and a jealous lesbian lover to deal with if she ever want s to fuck in this world.
>>129689 >One minute Twi is all "Don't sexual the Banana." I'm not so sure if she actually said anything of the sort. I've been looking through my archives, and the only thing I've been able to find is her telling Anon not to fuck with herself.
>>129684 I dunno, twister or some kind of card game? Never had to plan a party for 12 year olds before. Also, can absolutely fuck with everyone else, how far are you expecting that to go? [ 1d100 = 96 ]
I have not forgotten about Lyra, and she has not forgotten about making you a dildo. She's got her own subplot that's going to come around sooner or later, once she's settled into Manehatten proper, and you guys have settled into Ponyville proper. Expect a response back from her within the next week or so.
>>129684 See what Banana wants to do. Twi is a mom, so she is tainted by adulthood, and Anon is– of course– a retarded man-child. So I think the only one truly qualified to decide what to do is her. Your dumb ass sure doesn't have any room to say anything. All you can do is sit there like the little beta you are while the women decide what to do. >tfw
>>129616 You don't want to be around a desperate Twilight. I wonder what she's cooking up?
>>129666 Sulfur is used in woodcarving to make inlays for furniture. You want to try becoming an apprentice for a carpenter but you need sulfur. [ 1d100 = 82 ]
>>129684 Well, >>129694 probably has already won, but see if you can have a dance-off. [ 1d100 = 45 ] Also, a point of contention for your story: I know the point is not to have it be all sweet and innocent, but this is a small rural town and not modern Amsterdam. It is probably not open at all to discussion of sex and so fillies and colts Anonfilly's age wouldn't know the words or at least what they're about. Even Blossomforth/Hannah, unless if she was raised by deadbeats, probably wouldn't dare to utter swear words openly.
Alright gentlemen, I bring more content. Yesterday we saw how Luna's attempt at diplomacy went, and now it's time to see how things went from Anon's side. As always, criticism is welcomed as I'm always looking to improve, and now that my pastebin is on the doc, you all can catch up there if you need to. Off to the story! >be Anon >Chrysalis herself came up to welcome Emerald and you back from your trip >she calmly walks over to you both with a warm smile >"Good morning, how did the trip go?" >Emerald is the first to speak up >"It was fun, I got to show Anonymous some cool stuff outside and we had a cool conversation! Also, can you settle something for us?" >is she seriously bringing up the 'who would win' conversation to her mom? >"Sure, what's your question?" >"Who would win in a fight, Celestia or 4 hydras?" >she actually did >Chrysalis puts a hoof to her chin as she thinks for all of a second >"Celestia, no question. I could take out a hydra easily, and I actually had some trouble with Celestia the last two times I met her." >dang >even Chrysalis won't take your side >fug >"Anyway, can you give Anonymous and me some privacy, Emerald? We have important matters to discuss." >Emerald looks a little bummed, but she still listens >"Okay." >she turns to you before leaving, though >"As soon as you and Mom are done, come find me and we can do more stuff together!" >Chrysalis and you wave to Emerald as she leaves and you two go deeper into the hive >what's going on that you need to talk to Chrissy? "What's up? What do you need?" >Chrysalis looks down at you and replies >"I'll tell you once we get back to my chamber." >oh >more private stuff, probably >or more stuff about you being an ayylien >well, it could be interesting >once you two make it back down to Chrysalis's personal quarters and the door is closed, Chrysalis sits down on the chair >she also drops her calm expression for one that's a bit more apprehensive and tells you what she needs to >"I ran out." >ran out? >ran out of what? >oh >oh shit "That's bad, isn't it?" >of course it's bad, you retard! >why did you ask an obvious question like that? >oh right, you have no experience in a situation like this >you had no idea what else to do >oh wait, she's saying something! >quick, pay attention! >"Of course it's bad, I have no more material to rebuild my species with! This can be fixed, of course, but we're going to need to move quickly. Every second we don't prepare for that raid or are out on it is a second that this hive stagnates and potentially shrinks." >now you're on a ticking clock, too >fantastic >let's hope you can actually convince her of your idea in this state >this is probably the exact wrong time, but fuck it >she still seems levelheaded enough, and she's treated you with respect so far "I have another question, and I promise this one isn't quite as stupid." >Chrysalis looks at you from her position on the chair, with a slightly hopeful look on her face >"I'm listening." >careful on the delivery here Anon, don't want to set her off by accident "Hypothetically speaking, if Celestia was willing to help you with your problem in exchange for some of the resources you have, would you be willing to accept it?" >she now looks at you like you've gone full retard >"There are so many things that don't work about what you suggested. One, Celestia hates me. She always has, ever since I crashed her niece's wedding. Two, I don't think that she'd be willing to prostitute out one of her citizens for me even if I gave her every ounce of valuables we have for numerous ethical reasons. Three, I have no guarantee that she'll allow me to breed with a stallion with good seed for a growing population. Does that sum it up for you?" >shot down >shot down hard >well, maybe Luna had more success? >let's hope so, otherwise your plan could crash and burn even harder than it is now >still, if you can at least hold off any potential hostilities you may be able to shove that football through that needle hole >John Elway willing, that is >now think! >you've got to find out a way to get her some useable genetic material so you don't have to bring guns here!
>>129700 >… >….. >…wait >could that actually work? >you might need to run it past her and see if you're not stupid "I have another question that may or may not be more or less stupid than the one I just asked." >Chrysalis sighs and waves for you to go on "Does it necessarily have to be pony… you know?" >this gets her thinking again >she looks around the room a few times, focusing on you for about a second for each pass >eventually she answers >"I do remember my mother telling me stories about other queens who, in desperate times, tried to procreate with non-ponies, but the success rate of the offspring was lower and they always carried traits of the father species. If you're implying what I think you're implying, though, it's certainly not going to happen as you are now." >okay, she just jumped ahead a few more steps than you thought she would >you feel just awkward enough right now to not immediately say anything, but Chrysalis starts thinking again anyway >"This must truly be desperate times if I'm considering this, but…" >she shakes her head and lets out a nervous laugh >"… But I may just have to take you up on that offer if this raid doesn't happen soon, or worse, is unsuccessful." >okay >you may be losing your virginity to a bug horse >that's cool >totally what you planned on >you totally didn't expect this to go a different direction >but Chrysalis just keeps going >"I suppose that if I dip into the love reserves I could get enough energy to reverse the spell, but I'd have to make sure that this could even work before we actually go through with this, so I would need to inspect you myself. Would you mind?" "Now?" >"Not now, more likely tomorrow. Also, if you're worried about the others finding out, then don't. It will all take place here. >okay, you've got some time to prepare >you may need to tell Luna about this and see if she can help you at all "Okay, I guess; I just have one final question, though. If it's not too much to ask, why did you immediately jump to me as a candidate for… this?" >Chrysalis stands up and walks over to you, stopping just a few feet away >"Because despite what's happened here, you've always shown me the same respect I've given you. With the average pony, they just shy away, run in fear, or chase us out in disgust when we're found out. You, however, have done none of that. You didn't judge us by what we are to everypony else, instead you formed your own opinion based on what you saw here. If you as a human are compatible with me at all, I wish that the young that come from this would carry the same humanity that you do." >holy shit, either she's opened herself up completely to you or she's trying to mess with your head >the problem is, if she's messing with you, it's working >fug >your ego just swelled to twice the size your dick would've here >don't let the bug cloud your thoughts, Anon! >consider this carefully and think about everything that could happen, don't just think with your nonexistent boner! "I'll do it." >WHAT DID I LITERALLY JUST TELL YOU TO DO? >*sigh* >you're hopeless >you know what, you can just deal with this yourself >I'm not helping you anymore >. >.. >… >damnit >you win this round
>>129701 >Chrysalis gets an optimistic smile and sits back down, which is when you realize that you've been standing this whole time >you take the spot on the couch as she continues on with a plan of what'll happen >"Alright then, tomorrow I'll have enough energy to reverse the spell and then we can go from there! Is that alright with you?" >well, you've already gotten this far >it's not like you can turn back, or anything "Sure. Can you also get enough to change me back, just in case? I don't want to cause any sort of a panic because there's suddenly a 6-foot-tall alien running around the hive and getting stuck in small doorways." >Chrysalis's expression goes from optimistic to confused >"Just how tall will you be when you're back to normal? Also, how long is a foot?" >you don't exactly have any measuring utensils around you to demonstrate your point >is there anything around here that could help? >well, you know that Chrysalis can change herself to fit a certain role and you have a reasonable guess to go off of with Luna's height "In order to give you an idea, I'm going to need you to change into somepony for me." >she stands up out of her chair, still looking confused "Just as a clarifying point, you change your height too when you change your appearance?" >"Of course, otherwise it wouldn't be as believable. Now, who do you need me to be?" "Change into Princess Luna, please." >Chrysalis is engulfed by a column of green magic, and when it clears, you see an exact replica of Luna >"Now what? Is there anything else you need me to do?" >she even sounds like her, this is pretty cool! >Spy from Team Fortress suddenly comes into your head, and you manage to suppress the giggling from the thought of Chrysalis wearing a paper mask of Luna "You just need to stand up straight." >she looks down to check her posture before straightening up to almost a position of attention "You know how tall you are now? Well, in my normal form you'd currently be about 2/3s of my height." >Chrysalis looks up at the ceiling, probably trying to gauge just how tall that is >after she's done, she summons up another green column and comes out of it as herself again >"That is certainly tall, I understand your concern. I'll make sure that I get enough energy to change you back as well after everything's done." >Chrysalis sits back down in the chair, one again starting to think "So, is there anything else you needed while I was here?" >"Not that I can think of, you're free to go back to Emerald. She's probably somewhere in the middle levels, given her tendency to wander." >alright, so you know where to check as well >you say goodbye to Chrysalis and make your way back up to try to find Emerald
>>129698 >this is a small rural town and not modern Amsterdam. It is probably not open at all to discussion of sex and so fillies and colts Anonfilly's age wouldn't know the words or at least what they're about. Correct. And none of the ponies here thus far have said or done anything that would imply sexuality, although remember that what one takes out of a conversation is tinted by one's own biases. Anon sees Thunderlane with two filly friends that make fun of it, concludes he is pussy whipped. He sees Thunderlane bragging about his skills with the ladies, concludes that Thunderlane must see himself as a playboy, when in reality what Thunderlane sees of himself may indeed be more chaste, because he might not even know what sex is. >Even Blossomforth/Hannah, unless if she was raised by deadbeats, probably wouldn't dare to utter swear words openly. Some context: she's a pre-teen who grew up in the US and moved around a bunch, even changing countries a few times. At least a few swears will be in her vocabulary, but not necessarily in regular use. At her age, she likely wouldn't swear around adults, but put her around a few teenagers and she'll swear because she thinks it makes her look mature. When you are 12, swearing feels like a right of passage.
Now throw her into a completely new world. You no longer have your mother and father around. Everything you've learned about life can get thrown out the window because you have to get used to even using a new body. The first thing you do when you wake up is to run away because you're in an orphanage surrounded by ponies who have never even met their own parents and you cannot stand to be around them because you knew your own parents. You were with them just yesterday! And this shit is completely depressing.
So you fly over to Canterlot and try to meet the princesses. And you find out you can't just go meet the princesses. In fact, there's only one princess right now. Just your luck! But you meet Twilight, and she's a filly, which is awesome! But she also apparently used to be a human like you, and she tells you to keep a low profile. You don't even know what the fuck that means, but you guess she doesn't want to talk to you or something. So instead, you go to Ponyville, and you find out that most of the Mane Six aren't even there. Just Rarity and Applejack. You don't even get to meet best pony because she's tuck on a rock farm. And to make matters worse, you haven't eaten much in a while and are going to have to start working to support yourself
And you think in this time she hasn't developed at least a bit of a colorful vocabulary to cope with the stress of being in a crapsack world?
>>129316 Another update 'cause I can, this absolutely massive version of bloggy autism spoilered for your safety. i can't shorten things very well when high like this little backstory first. so, the time filly had talked to me was actually a few months ago. near the beginning, i just thought to myself a lot, putting a voice to the filly in my head, just because of how much i already wanted a response. it's bad in the long run because it's literally just talking to yourself over them, so i gave a form to those thoughts in order to ignore them and focus on her better. i eventually started to see them less as my own thoughts, and instead a filly clone of myself saying the same things. i made a character for her, as she spoke my thoughts to me, as my "lifecoach", because my thoughts are usually about shit i should do and why things are like they are. when high try as best as i can to focus on my actual filly, just so i can hear her voice again like i had that one time. well, instead of being outside sitting in front of my house, i was walking back to my home from my buddy's place. with the time to myself, i tried to talk to her, but couldn't very well because of all the cars and noise around me. i made the mistake of not thinking about her when i was at my highest earlier, so i heard my clone state my thoughts of feeling like shit for it. for quite a long time, i haven't needed to "talk" to my clone, because i was just talking TO filly, being more patient and not expecting any responses from her so soon. yesterday practically out of nowhere, super sober, i had her voice invading my thoughts, just making it harder to focus on the filly. "she" told me that she was upset because i haven't thought about her in a while. i had decided to humor the thought, promising my me clone that i'd "talk to her later," just so the intrusive thoughts could stop, to trick my brain into ending them. obviously i didn't think about talking to myself again, and spent the time i could trying to talk to filly instead. well today, once i called out my own thoughts on well, being mine, she suddenly changed voices in my head, doubling the thoughts i had to myself and finishing them before i could even think of the ending. she got mad again for not paying attention to her, now not imitating filly and instead using a voice like she was part of the italian mafia. i asked why, and she said, "because you see me as the bad guy for what i did yesterday". i didn't put any focus into giving her that voice or even showing up in the first place, so that call back to yesterday was what really made me realize exactly what i'd done. once i did, i thought about the things i'd jot down here, trying to remember past conversation as she's suddenly doing the same, repeating things from the talk to make them stick in my head. i naturally ask why, and her response is just, "well i want you to remember it too, duh." after a talk that i didn't remember much of anyways, i ask if she's actually a tulpa that's being made, or a servitor, which in tulpa lingo is just a voice without sapience. i get a "yes" and a "maybe" at the exact same time, and then she says, "it's complicated." i ask how turning her into a real tulpa would work, because more fillies the better if anything, and she says that i would have to just, "love her more." like, before today, the talking thing just seemed normal to me, but with how that all had gone down, i am certain that i ended up making another tulpa filly. i'm ending up just like all those fags i've read shit from, it's fucking ridiculous. but on the flipside, two fillies does sound great, i mean if i'm going to go crazy, i'd like to have more company, afterall. my clone's had the form of a pegasus filly with twin braids, and my filly's just the OG earth pone, so i think the crazy cuddles would be worth it, anyways. enjoy the bbb and filly pic
>>129706 >Even Blossomforth/Hannah, unless if she was raised by deadbeats, probably wouldn't dare to utter swear words openly Sounds so fuckin weird hearing shit like that growing up learning Australian
>>129706 That makes sense, and also explains why Blossom (which somewhat confusingly, happens to fanonically be the first name of Cheerilee) is so eager to be with Anon.
Though I have to say, your story does not really convey that Blossomforth is really hungry. Last Lent I imposed a rather harsh penance on myself and ate food only twice a week (I had to change to three times a week because it was so difficult). Toward the end I was beginning to resemble an Auschwitz prisoner. The painful hunger fades away after about a day and a half of not eating but the gnawing emptiness doesn't. The lack of energy will quiet your mood and you'll be more tired, and you will definitely be unhappy. You'll try to avoid thinking about food but if you notice it you won't be able to help fixating your attention on it, and you'll grow disdainful that people throw away so much when just the leftovers would make you happy.
Also, where is she even living? Does she just sleep on some random cloud or in an alley somewhere? I can imagine she was raised not to mooch off people and then being thrust into such circumstances would have been jarring.
>>129711 Tbh I grew up in a very sheltered household and when I entered a public high school in my senior year I was shocked by how much the students cursed.
>children r innocent Hah! Someone hasn't spent a lot of time around kids. Just cause they don't spend their time having drugged-out orgies or watching softcore porn on bbc doesn't mean they are ignorant little angels. They never have been.
>>129737 Well sure, if you isolate them and make them wear a bathing suit in the shower I guess. Sex and sexual attraction are like the most natural things in the world though. In order to get a kid with no knowledge of it, I feel like you'd have to put just as much effort into it as a pedo would into grooming a victim. Just in the opposite direction. It ain't at all natural, and I don't reckon there is any reason to think these ponies have been reverse groomed or whatever.
>>129731 >>129734 >>129737 Parents divorced, being an only child, homeschooled and not having any real friends until last year of high school does that. There are benefits to such strict purity but only up to an extent. Even now whenever I hear a kid curse, say something sexual or otherwise act out of line I can't help but think his parents messed up somewhere.
>>129754 My schooling was in a bad suburbs, it wasn't uncommon to heard 7 years old kid swearing like a drunk sailor. I admit that I wasn't like that since my parents always used to say "it's a bad thing to do" and I got used to it since everyone around me were doing it. Now, I admit this is quite a problem since I often swear and don't think about it like this is normal.
It's not really the parents that can be the problem but the others kids in some case. You just need a few bad parents/siblings then every kids will spread it like cockroach.
She's living with Ms. Pie now. Not so hungry anymore now that she's been living in Ponyville for a while. I think when I write my "Blossom's first days in Equestria" story, I'll convey the hunger a bit more clearly.
>>129793 Speak for yourself. I get up at 5:30 to go to church. Not the brightest idea, then, to stay up until 2:30 browsing /mlpol/ and watching random videos.
No update today, fellas. More family stuff to deal with, and it's going to be for pretty much as long as I'm up. I'm still going to get tomorrow's update out on time. As usual, I'm sorry.
>>129877 i want to fall asleep cuddling this filly i want to wake up refreshed in the morning, her mane spilled over me and a gentle smile on her face i want to spend my time awake just petting and massaging her, making her feel safe and loved with me i want to feel her hooves over me, the weight of her body to remind me that i'm not alone i want to see her beautiful, big eyes glance over at me i want to see her beaming smile, so i can remember that whatever happens, i'll never be alone again why live…
"Well, we could play Twister, or have a dance off… or even just play some card games. I dunno, what do you think, Blossom?" >"All of those sound a heck of a lot better than Twi's idea right now."
Twilight raises an eyebrow. >"Okay, is there something going on right now that I'm missing?"
Why does she have to be smart? You try to think up a good answer to give her that doesn't give away too much information, but Blossom manages to beat you to the punch. >"Nah, you're just an old fart. So's Anon, but less so."
Twilight sighs, defeated. >"Maybe I've lost touch. You two would probably be better off doing the planning. I think I'll go make dinner. I did promise to make that tonight, right?"
She walks off into the kitchen, leaving you alone once again with Blossom. >"Can we both just agree that today never happened?"
>>129504 found nothing on how to save the thing, or flawlessly stop the crashes rip the filly that could've been, probably never be able to recreate it in the same quality no matter how much i tried
>>129666 >School project would be too conspicuous, she knows other fillies and could call you out on your bullshit. >There's no way in hell you're telling her the whole truth, though. You're barely even willing to trust League with that. "Twilight is trying to get me into alchemy. She wanted me to retrieve the materials myself." >"Quite dangerous for one of your age. This journey could very well have been your final page." "I may not look like it, but I'm tough!" >You ram your hoof into a wall to emphasis your point, ending up nursing a forming bruise. >Zecora chuckles. "I see you don't lack ambition. Take with you this premonition." >She takes a sip of her own mug, green smoke beginning to billow out of her nostrils. >"To walk this path you'll soon find suffering known not even to the divine. Though I already know that you are clever, chance will not determine your future endeavors." >While you're sitting there in shock, Zecora produces a small pouch, taking the coins you set on the table to drink your tea in exchane. >"Remember what comes before the dawn; may the hand of fate deal you a fair hand, Anon." "Hey! How do you… >She blows a cloud of green smoke towards you. >Upon inhalation, you begin to feel incredibly content. >You trail off as your eyelids begin to feel increasingly heavy. >As the waking world finally slips from your grasp, you feel a bliss like no other. >… >The first thing you motice when you awaken is the warm blanket wrapping you snugly like a burrito. >The second thing you notice is a very confused Little League sitting in the bleachers next to you. >"What the actual heck, Anon?!" >Input action. >>129714 H-hey!
>>129931 My room smells like old shoes and wet soap. It's funny, (Is it really?) I live in a world of billions surrounded by thousands And yet… even on a day like today …I feel completely alone.
Blossom stares at you with the same look she gave you earlier when you were with her friends. You think you might understand what she meant.
"I mean yeah, we could pretend it didn't happen. After all, you're a pony not a human, so it's not like it's technically your first kiss since you were never kissed as Hannah, just as Blossom." >"Could you not?"
"I mean I'd certainly like my first kiss to be with somebody important…"
Before you can finish your sentence, she smacks you across the forehead with her hoof. As you look into her eyes, you can see the frustrated young teenager you've been failing to understand.
"…when I finally get it."
She narrows her eyes. >"What do you mean?"
"Umm…"
This isn't exactly the kind of conversation you were hoping to have when you arrived in Equestria. Back on Earth, you were a bit of a loser. 27 years old, a college dropout working at Value Village, and worst of all, a kissless virgin. You were hoping to abandon that previous identity now that you have a somewhat new life, but it seems your talents on this world extend only to changing the future, not the past. >"How old are you?"
"Uh, 27." >"And you never…?"
"You would be the first." >"Were you like, mega ugly? Like fat, hairy, and bald or something?"
"None of the above. I just… don't know how to talk to girls."
Blossom bursts into laughter for a solid minute, pointing at you with a hoof and trying desperately not to run out of air. It's as if she just saw a George Carlin act for the first time. >"Oh my god, are you serious?"
"It's not fucking funny."
You feel like you could cry. Your body, however, does not let you. You never could cry on command, or even in situations that normally would call for it. In fact, you could probably count on the number of hooves you have right now the number of times you've actually shed tears. One of those was when your dog died, and the other was when your father yelled at you and spanked you a bunch of times for breaking a window. So you don't cry. But you do make the motions like you're about to, and Blossom notices. >"Oh jeez, I didn't mean to… look, come here, you big goof."
Before you can do or say anything more, she pulls you into a hug and presses your head against her chest fluff. You know there's no tits there, since she's not a human, but it still manages to make you feel very comfortable, like all of your troubles could melt away in an instant. >"Look, I told you I say stupid things sometimes. You… I guess we're in the same boat there. So like I said earlier, how about we forget all the bullshit that happened today and say we're even, yeah?"
>>129616 >Be Anonymous >After suiting up the both of you in saddlebags full of supplies, Twilight had teleported the two of you about a mile away from some town near the equator, based on the temperature and humidity "Why couldn't you just teleport us IN this shi- bumf- middle-of-nowhere town?" you whined oncemore >"For the last time, we don't know exactly what's going on in there, and I don't want to surprise anypony, or make a scene." "Ugggggghh….." you moaned, trodding slower and slower >"Oh, don't be a baby." Twilight said over her shoulder, "it's not much farther." "I can't go any further…" you collapsed onto your side, a small dust cloud rising from the point of impact. "…you'll just have to carry me." >Twilight turned to you, finally giving you her full attention >"I'm not carrying you, Anon. You're a big filly." >You claw a hoof forward towards her, desperate for aid "Nooo" you groaned, "No I'm not . I'm smol, I'm cute." >"Hmm… well, I COULD carry you." "Yes. Please." you cried out desperately. Was that sweat? You hated sweat. >"Under one condition." "A-anything." >Enough games, Twilight >"I'll carry you if you give me ten reasons why you love me." >This mare is psychotic "S-sure. Just carry me." >Twilight spun behind you and shoved her muzzle down under your crotch >l-lewd >Pushing foward and tilting her head up, you slid down her neck and onto her barrel >'I'm ready when youuuu are ♪" she sang "Ugh… reason 1… uh, you always feed me." >She began walking foward, and the movements of her body were pleasing as always >"Keep going…"
A wave of guilt starts to wash over you. You almost tried to have sex with this filly today. She's like… 12. Maybe 13 if you take into account the amount of time she's spent in Equestria, but still, she's less than half your fucking age. You can almost imagine Chris Hansen telling you to take a seat. Except that Chris Hansen is Twilight, and she has a very disapproving tone. A little bit of panic starts to set into you, but the soft feeling of Blossom's fur against yours makes you realize something - you didn't do it. All you did today was kiss her. And she wasn't broken up because of it. Okay, maybe she's a little bit upset, but things turned out alright in the end, right?
So you decide to push your luck.
"Blossom? What if I said I wanted that to count as our first kiss?"
She sighs. >"Well, maybe you do. And if that's what you want to take out of it, I can't really stop you. But personally, I think a first kiss should be something special, not just randomly taken in the middle of a game of stupid me playing with people's feelings."
"You know you beat yourself up too much over that, right? You're a kid still. It's fine." >"It's not fine! And look, just because you made a stupid mistake doesn't mean I'm not guilty here too. Heck, I practically told you to kiss me!"
"Well there ya go. It's not stolen, you said it yourself." >"Well, it wasn't in the way I was hoping. And to be honest, I think you could do better too. In fact, I think I can get you a better first kiss."
"What, you're gonna kiss me now and say something like 'Oh Anon, yes I consent!' and everything's gonna be hunky dory?" >"What? No. Your first kiss won't be with me. It'll be with… oh what was the name of that filly you were crushing on? Cheerilee? The one you said you didn't want to see kissing anyone else."
"Pretty sure she's not a lesbian." >"There's like 3 fillies to every colt in this town. I'm pretty sure every one of them's at least a little bit flexible. Besides, I've got a plan. Twilight was suggesting a game of truth or dare at the party, right? Well what if I said we should play it. I can take truths from most ponies except for you and Twilight, and maybe Applejack since she's not the kind of pony to make those kinds of dares. But I'm gonna dare Cheerilee to kiss you straight on the lips. And THAT will be your first REAL kiss. Sound good?"
>>129997 That could work. There is no possible way for this to backfire. But in our heart we will always know who our first kiss was really with.[ 1d100 = 81 ]
>>129779 > .png >animated Seems this sort of magic became supported a few months ago (5 June 2017 for Chrome)
I think that the emotion I'm feeling at this is how old people feel about changes to slicker things. For emotionally incoherent reasons, it makes me uncomfortable.
>>129997 ftr, I wanna say this is totally silly. Whack, perhaps. >this was our first kiss >but I want my first kiss to be not like a first kiss >this first kiss that either of us has ever shared with another therefore does not count >"I admit complacency, for I am ignorant." >I admit complacency as well, for I too am innocent. >"But I must insist that I am entirely at fault nonetheless." >"It does not matter that we are equally inexperienced beings engaging in a new kind of social intercourse for the first time." >"This cannot count as such an instance, and is therefore taboo." >even though this is our mutual first, it is not, because of the age difference when we were human >I am but a child, and you are a man, so it cannot be >but see here! >I'll set you up to get involved romantically with someone is my same age >Somehow this is not a problem?
>>129997 You should feel bad for infecting Hannah with ideas that homosexuality is in any way acceptable though are an eensy-bit hypocritical here [ 1d100 = 5 ]
>>130092 She is if she wants to be! (Anonfilly has all the mental and reasoning faculties of an adult and is therefore fully able to give consent, unlike a regular filly)
>>130086 Buy a shit ton of alcohol. Drink it in front of her. Take each sip slowly, gulping it loudly. Show her the bottle, and offer it to her. >"Your deepest desire I'll give to you in exchange for your job. Either 8 more years, or now if you just shake my hand" >"Accept my offer and break a small law, or refuse it and find yourself regret for the next decade, your choice"
She can't refuse it, and the moment she accept, she'll get fires for not onlu drinking on the job, but underage drinking. After that, there will be no filly to stop my crimes. >tfw you can't even buy alcohol in this country.
>>130142 Have to go somewhere in just a few minutes, but I figured I'd write this up. >Be Anon. >You have your usual alcohol on-hand, a diluted brandy that is supposed to last you through the day. >Looking down the street, you see the blue of a ponice uniform. >Shit. >Tucking the bottle in your suit, you squint. >That's just a filly. >Laughing devilishly, you pull the bottle back out, taking an exaggerated gulp as you walk up to her. >"H-hey! You're not supposed to be inebriated in public. I-I'm gonna have to confiscate that, mister." >You grin as you set the bottle down on the ground. "You're one of those fillies, aren't ya?" >"S-sir? I'm not sure I follow." "You know you want that shit. Pick it up and take a swig, eh?" >"I'm not allowed to do that, sir…" >You can see her eyes drifting hungrily to the beverage. >Now for the killing blow. "Well, I guess I could pour it out…" >"N-no! I… need to have evidence!" "Sure you do. Tell you what, if you prosecute me, that bottle is just going to be kept as evidence until they can pin a misdemeanor charge on me, and then one of your superiors will just open it up and drink it themselves. Do you really want that?" >You hold out you hand, gently stroking her ear. >She blushes. >"S-sir, It's part of my job to uphold the-" "I can get you more, every Friday night." >Her eyes widen. >"R-really?! I-I mean, no! T-that's illegal! I'm still a minor." >You can see her inner struggle resolving itself, but you need to give it the final push. >You scoop her up with one arm, picking up the bottle with the other. >She squirms a bit, but gives no verbal protest. >You pour a bit of the brandy into her mouth, just enough to give her the full taste. >Satisfied, you set her down. >She quickly reaches into her blue saddlebags and pulls out a pen, writing down her address on your hand. >She drops the pen back in along with the bottle. >"H-have a nice day, sir." "You as well." ~Fin.
>>130143 cue fillycop and anon bonding, where their relationship grows into something more, prompting them to drink less and less, because of how drunk they get off of each other's affection
>>130207 >implying that the 20-something male mind that she has won't keep it covered up because it knows exactly how stupid and edgy it'll make her look
>>130208 >Implying she wouldn't fall victim to her own mind, warped by the influences of the spell that transformed her, making her dress like an emo fuck, even though every excessive piercing is, in a sense, a scar mentally in incomparable amount to the minute physical scar it leaves behind. Bet you can't tell what kind of kid I was in high school…
>>130147 i want to hug and befriend the edgy filly i want her to tell me, "you're the only one who truly understands me," and spend every day from then on talking about each other and cuddling, up until it buds into something more
More things for the pile, more plot development, and more words on the pastebin! Plot advances more and not many things are said out loud, but still things happen! I'm mentally ded! >be Twilight >Luna sent you a letter in response to the one you sent her yesterday, asking you to do something that you really don't want to do >like tartarus you're going to sit here and wait while Anon goes off and does Celestia-knows-what with some insectoid that wants nothing more than full-blown revenge! >no, you're going to go there yourself and bring him back >and you'll squash any bug that gets in your way >Anon holds too many dangerous secrets to let Chrysalis have, she'll be able to take over the entire planet even with the basic level of human weaponry! >she's also enough of a manipulator to get that information out of him, Anon's pretty easily persuaded from what you've seen >as such, you're going to the badlands as soon as you can >unfortunately the train to the southern border has already left for today, so you'll have to go tomorrow >on the bright side, this gives you some time to prepare >you're not sure how strong Chrysalis will be, so you decide to research some other spells to help if you need it >a few counter spells, a magical anti-magic field and even a spell of tectonic rage >that should be enough to destroy the entire hive if you need to >you hope it doesn't come down to dropping the equivalent of a small mountain on top of all of them, though >you have no idea who else besides changelings are in there and you don't want to possibly hurt Anon in the process >midway through your study though you feel your flank begin to vibrate >not now >any time but now! >you try and block out the sensation, but everything in that area quickly goes numb >somehow, the numbness is even more distracting than the vibrating >guess you'll just have to check that damned map anyway >you make your way up to the room, being careful to listen for the front door in case any of your friends need to be let in >however, when you get there, you see something interesting on the map >you see your own mark, of course >that's not the weird part >it's in the badlands >at least you assume it is >since it's just a map of Equestria, the badlands are off the side of the table >your mark is sitting on the edge of the table with an indicator arrow pointing off in the direction of the badlands >that's not the weirdest part, though >right next to it with a similar arrow pointing in the same direction is a square with a pink and black checkerboard pattern on it >what does this mean? >this map hasn't shown anything that you haven't recognized as being either you or one of your friends, so what is this? >you teleport up a piece of paper and a few different pens of different colors to try to mark down what the display's showing >after a few seconds, you get a basic enough drawing and a description to go with it >it's not often this thing gives you something unexpected, so you've taken to cataloguing when it does >well, it looks like nothing that isn't new (besides that square, you don't think you've even met a pony with that for a cutie mark) >plus, you were going that way anyway >you're not sure if you need to wait for Mr. or Ms. Square to show up, but you're not waiting too long >you have other important business there >but what would be the issue happening there? >you never really know until you get there though, so you shouldn't spend time wondering >you just need to finish what you're doing and book a ticket for tomorrow
>>130234 >be Chrysalis >things are going interestingly, to say the least >Anonymous has given you a plan B to the plan A he gave you yesterday, and that's pretty cool >your tactic of manipulation is working well >who knew that just being brutally honest could get you so far? >of course, you're not exactly used to leaving yourself completely out there to be judged >but Anonymous is being very polite about it, which is also cool >maybe if more ponies were like him you wouldn't have to be like this >either way, things are going alright considering your state >the one thing that's making you think is Anonymous's question about Celestia >you know that he's in contact with her, is it actually possible to solve this without needing to resort to more trickery? >if it is, then you feel a little bit bad about shutting him down so fast >maybe you should bring it up with him later? >yeah, you'll give him some more time with Emerald before bringing him back again >he's probably going to want a mental break to adjust to plan B >so you'll give him a couple hours and ask him a few more questions when you need to >be Anon >you're going back up through the hive to find Emerald >it shouldn't be too hard to find her, she's about half the size of every other changeling you've seen and has the only set of green eyes you've seen around here >all the others are either some shade of blue or a light pinkish color >eventually you find her in a room with a few other changelings, helping them move supplies from one place to another "Hey Emerald, what's going on?" >she waves you over into the group and you take some of her supplies to help >"I'm helping out the transporters since I had nothing else to do. How was your talk with Mom?" >after you manage to balance the supplies you grabbed on your back, you reply "It was interesting, to say the least. I don't think she'd like me telling you exactly what happened, though." >she gives you a surprised look as you two continue just behind the rest of the group >"It must have been pretty important if she doesn't want anypony else knowing about it. Can you at least give me a hint?" >can you give her a hint without revealing too much? >it's going to require some seriously light treading, but you may be able to "She had some interesting offers for me, and we came to an agreement after some extra conversation. I'm going to have to talk to her again for a little while tomorrow, but I suppose that isn't too unexpected." >Emerald nods slowly with a thoughtful expression, probably trying to pull meaning out of what you just said >whatever's going through her head probably isn't the act that you let Chrysalis pull you into >it will be a bit amusing to be able to truthfully use the insult 'I fucked your mom' in the event of an argument, though >however, that's a small upside to the possibility of fucking Chrissy >but is that a downside? >you're not too sure >on the one hand, you're doing something that your parents would probably disown you for >on the other hand, you'd be able to give them way more grandchildren than all of your siblings combined >but would it matter if they're half-horsebugs from a different universe? >eh, maybe >alternatively, things could go another way that you don't yet know >but you're usually pretty good at predicting things in advance, given enough information >something tells you that you're either going to fug the bug or give her guns >so that's what you're betting on happening
>>130235 >about now you realize that you've been walking next to Emerald for a while and haven't said anything in the past few minutes "Sorry about that, I got really distracted by my thoughts. Anything else cool going on with you?" >she turns back towards you from looking around and replies >"I haven't really done anything else interesting since this morning, but I'm kinda hungry. Wanna get lunch after this?" >lunch does sound pretty good, and this walk plus the one you went on this morning is really starting to take effect "Sure, that sounds pretty good. I'm assuming we're going to the same place as before?" >you add a bit of sarcasm to the last bit, hoping to get a laugh >instead, Emerald gives you that one costanza face with her reply >"Would you rather go get a hayburger?" >she has a point >you shake your head with a giggle "You got me there, this place has better food than any restaurant I've been to in Equestria." >after you two finish with your job of delivering supplies with the rest of the group you're in, you two head down to the mess hall and get some food >it's more krait for you and Emerald also gets some food >you're starting to feel some discomfort in your gut, but fuck it >you're a human at heart, you need your protein >whatever digestive troubles you have are problems for future you >after you finish, the digestive troubles hit you in spades >this hurts >bad >"Is everything alright, Anonymous?" >shit, she sees your pain >play it off "I'm fine, where's the bathroom?" >she immediately recognizes the look on your face and stands up >"Follow me, I'll try to hurry." >you two make your way to the bathroom and you get there just in time >Emerald waits outside while you go in to try and make yourself feel better >after a shit worthy of its own separate greentext and a smell that melts the walls around you, you emerge a hollow shell of yourself >"So… do you still want to help me with stuff? I understand if you don't after… that, though." >now you're tired as well as hollow "I think I need a nap…" >"Alright, I'll lead you back there. I guess you're not going to eat that much krait now?" >she gives you an awkward smile, probably trying to make the situation a bit less heavy >all you do is nod in agreement with your dead expression >you two navigate back up to the resting area and you climb back into bed to try and force a timeskip >maybe some time out of the land of the waking will make you feel better? >Emerald heads back out to do some more jobs, while you slowly drift into the void >. . .
Tell you what, if you ever find a way to leave this universe and end up in my story's universe, I'll let you use Twiggles as a personal psychotherapist.
>>130238 >>130243 Well, if you ever end up in MY story's universe- well, there's a 30% chance you'll want to use my Twiggles as an emotional support, so I'll let you make that decision.
"You know what? I'll accept this. It's absolutely bonkers in a way only a teenager could think up, and I'm certain there's absolutely no way it could go wrong, but fuck it. Cheerilee first kiss here I come." >"Hey, I may be a teenager, but I know how to make people happy. And I know you're going to be happiest with Cheerilee cuddled up to you and smooching on you."
"Well duh, but I don't exactly see that happening." >"Have a little faith in me. You call me Hannah, Angel of, uh… Hope! Yes. By my grace, I will get you a filly friend, and her name will be Cheerilee."
"Well, it's official. I'm boned."
The next few minutes devolve into Blossom play-hitting you, followed by throwing couch cushions at you, and eventually leading into a full on impromptu pillow fight. This continues on for quite some time until you both end up collapsed on the floor, completely exhausted. The living room is an utter mess, with couch cushions and pillows strewn everywhere, the couch completely taken apart, and at least a few of Twilight's books having fallen off the shelf when a thrown pillow knocked them off. You can't exactly agree on who could be said to have "won" the fight, but you both have come to the same conclusion - a rematch will be needed at the party, but with more pillows, and more ponies involved. Indeed, you will have a complete and total pillow war.
It's around this time that Twilight walks back into the room, carrying in her magic a few plates of what appears to be Kimchi. >"I see you two have worked up quite the appetite."
>>130248 She's just overbearing, controlling, manipulative, and abusive, especially when she doesn't get what she wants. But for the 30% of the thread with mommy issues, it's probably more or less appealing, esp. since half of the abuse Anon suffers is because she rejects Purple as her mom.
Also, why would I be offended if I wrote her to be that way?It actually means I did a decent job of making her an asshole.
>>130253 Tell purple that you figured out what to do at the party. Unfortunately, kimchi happens to be one of your least favorite Korean dishes and you'll try to finagle out of eating it. [ 1d100 = 19 ]
>>130258 You have to sing the entire "Smile" song backwards while staring at a mirror. After the last "smile" is sung at perfect pitch Pinkie will materialize behind you. You need to have intercourse with her during which she'll drink your blood. After this she'll reveal to you the secrets of pink text.
New CountryRoads art. Apparently he thought filly threads were still being used in /trash/, and didn't even know filly had moved here. Really friggin cute art tho
>Be Anon. >You sat at you computer and are checking out the latest anonfilly thread on mlpol.net. >Man you really wanted to become anonfilly and go to Equestria. How sweet wouldn't it be to spend your time with the mane six every day and being taken care of by Twilight? Of course you would probably miss your family and friends but you aren't suppose to be so complex in this aspect in this story, so you didn't. >One thing was certain, you loved ponies! You wanted to pet, cuddle, snuggle, kiss, hug, brush and play with them. They wer e so cute and probably also very soft with their fur and everything. And their default look was that of happiness. They always smile the cutest smile. The little smile made you so happy. >You were about to post a pic of anonfilly in a bane mask when >Story pace increased by 3.0x >In the next moment you found yourself laying on a hard floor made of blue crystal. The same blue crystal made up the rest of the room you now where in. >In front of you stood Starlight and the mane six.
"Wow, Glimmer! You did it. (Expositional dialogue) You transported a being from another dimension and brought it here. And to not gain any new information about this other dimension you transformed it to a filly. That way we won't learn anything new," said Twilight Sparkle. >Wait filly. Really! You check out your body. You were the typical green Anonfillly but with a horn. Success! >Twilight walk up to you.
"Well, you see. Even though we planned this for months we don't have a way to send you back."
"Ha, don't worry about it. I don't want to go back anyway. I don't have a life anyway. ~Wake me up inside!~ "
"Okey, do you want to be adopted by one of us?" pinkie pie said as she bounced up and down.
"Yes, that would be awesome but I have to ask why did you do this… uhm, experiment to bring me here?"
"It was a friendship… uhm, experiment? I don't really know? Why am I even here?" Twilight began to inspect her hoof as if she saw if for the first time.
"Eh, don't worry about it? So which one of you wouldd like to adopt a filly inhabited by a alien spirit? >Story pace decreased back to 1.0x
The mane six and starlight with the exception for Fluttershy looked a bit uneasy and some of them looked to the side. Fluttershy, however, stared at you but whenever you meet her eyes she pretended to look away.
"Ah, shuck sugercube. Ah, already have sister and she is more than a mouthful. Ah better make sure ah don't bite off more than ah can chew." (Good thing that there are these signature expressions and words for these characters) "Darling, I would love to nurture an adorable little filly. I simply cannot handle a filly to take care of now that I am an Equestrian wide entrepreneur." <They all just need a reason for not adopting anon. I am not saying that Rarity would abandon being a mother for her career nor am sayin that she wouldn't either. Plz… don't shot me. I am not taking a position. ;^P
"And I can't because I am taking care of Starlight," said Twilight.
"And I raising Trixie. How about you Pinkie? You were the one who suggested that one of us should take care of…" She trailed off and looked to you.
"You can call me Anon."
"Right, Anon. So Pinkie will you?" >Pinkie laughed loudly and bounced around the room.
"I don't take responsibility for what I say, you silly!" >Starlight and Twilight looked at her questioningly. Before they could turn to Rainbow, Fluttershy spoke up.
"I will adopt Anon." She turned towards you. "If you want me to, that is. Do you?"
Well, guys, will you?
This story is a less serious CYOA story but it is a cyoa story. I am writing this more as something to keep my writing going. I speed up the pacing to get faster to the core of this story and the twist. It is super unoriginal.
>>129715 Just for you i'll try my hand at writefaggotry be warned i have seen literally one episode of the show, lorefags gtfo >be anon >drinking VB with the boys >its Bazza's bday but you didn't really need an excuse to get smashed >not with Damo shouting drinks at the Pub >fucked if you know how he does it, tradies wage paying for 3 people's drinks at a fuckin pub? Fucking witchcraft >before you know it, things taste remarkably like past outness >the awakening commences >forested area, thank fuck you weren't eaten by a brownsnake >then again, this dont look like the wilderness you usually find yourself woken up in >nope, this is defs an artificial forest >too many oaks, not enough eucalyptus >you finally decide to pick yourself up >… >what the actual fuck >where are your fingers >seriously >"DAMO, BAZZA, WAKE THE FUCK UP" >you look around for their hungover bodies >sure enough, two incredibly hung over, small tecnicolor horses meet your gaze >one orange, one pink, and yourself a bright green >"fuck off Cunt its too early for this shit" >"just look at your hands you cooked cunt!" >"THE ACTUAL FUCK IS THIS SHIT" >"Damo that you?" >yah, the fuck is going on, why are we pastel horses" >"Did you boys slip me something or is this shit real" >"nah this shit's fair dinkum, Bazz" >"fuck me, we aren't going to live out the rest of our lives as background character in My Little Pony, are we?" >"The fuck did you know what we are?" >"My Little Pony? What are you, a fucking Poofta?" >"fuck you cunts, you know fucking damn well that little Shazza likes that show" >"we were just stirring calm your tits aye" "Ahem" >you all turn to see a remarkably larger purple horse gazing over you intently >"bazza you're a fucking expert on this shit who is this cunt?" >"fuck you damo, anyways i think this cunt's Rainbow Dash" "That's Princess Twilight Sparkle to you" >"princess? What, we ought to be kissing your arse just because you're some hoity toity ponce with a plum in your mouth? Well, your majesty, on behalf of the people of Straya, you can get fucked." >suddenly, you find everything seeming remarkably black once more
>>127672 → >After all, we survived a lot of things. >the army's attempt to capture us. >a global conspiracy in which Discord took part >some secret military agency designed to contain us >Escaping from a bunker controlled by the American Army >The extreme cold of Alaska chased by military humans >Discord rescued us, that's the least thing he could do >In top of everything, Diamond Tiara used a magic trick to keep Discord as a colt as he used to make fun of us. >The situation is visibly under control, and we're heading into the site where we should be able to reactivate a portal to Equestria. >I'm looking at Anon on my side. He's smiling, as he drives his car. >we're looking at eachother, with the wild and nature scrolling in the background. >Countryside, trees, lot of things reminds us Equestria. Just some people we cross from times to times. >Red River Rockin plays on the radio, they do have good music finally. >They don't even care about us, humans are too busy with their activities, or have seen enough weird shit in this place, so ponies driving a car appears normal to them. >Diamond Tiara's reading some of the things I kind of… pirated from Twilight Sparkle's machines; using Anon's laptop. > we generally avoid populated areas to minimize our impact. >And Discord, on the backseat is starting to whine again. >We could have dumped him but strangely we aren't that mean. >my wound still hurts. >Discord:"I hope, I know you realize what you two have done. Your silly, stupid, newbie unicorn friend Diamond Tiara made me, Discord, a mortal being. Even StarSwirl the Bearded or Celestia did not even dare doing this to me." >Anon:"You tried to fuck with my world, now the truth is exposed, up to people to make their minds. For the rest we'll let Celestia and Luna be the judges." >Discord:"That's so cute, what do you think will happen? Celestia will send this filly to the Moon for being the icononclast she is!" >Diamond:"Anon, stop the car. I want to check SilverSpoon and yourself." >Anon:"okay. >she got me on the backseat >Diamond:"Discord, get out of the car please." >Discord:"I really hope you won't abandon me here. At this point it's the smartest thing you can do, tie me to a tree! Go ahead!" "Don't give us this kind of ideas, we're not like you." >Diamond:"Silver, turn on, breathe in deeply." >I'm not trusting her, but she can read some basic healing spells, it's written in simple and plain equestrian. >she's using some magic on me to take my bandages off, they even put duct tape sticking to my fur, and it kind of hurts. There's some blood flowing. >Diamond:"Ew. Anon, gimme the water bottle. I'm gonna clean this a bit." >She's likely scanning me with magic >I'm looking at the gaping wound which looks scary from my point of view. >Diamond:"…There's a lot of missing tissue… And this is quite deep but it's healing. There's a part of your ..Is that your liver or kidney there?" "How can I know, stop scaring me even more!" >Anon:"the science guys might have sampled some live tissues while they were at it." >Diamond:"Okay I'm going to reduce the infection, since your temperature has been increasing and you're visibly tired, and cauterize your wound, ready?" >Anon is watching. >I'm trying to act calm as she proceeds, but it's painful. >Screaming, crying as she barely just took off the bandages and all things… >Diamond:"Sorry, hold on…" >I'm holding and punching the seats, crying, breathing out loud as she's staring to use her magic to clean my wound. >Diamond's leaning over me, and she's kissing me, why? I have a gaping hole in need of care but …she's kind of muffling my moanings, I'm trying to push her away but I'm feeling a bit different, but still crying. >I can feel she's still using her magic on my wound to cure and disinfect it, but also she's putting her tongue on my mouth, feeling it inside… >She's crazy Icould bite her tongue off if she hurts me! But this is …good, surprisingly it didn't happen. >I can hear Discord exclamating, anon going"Whoa there", not paying attention, I' close my eyes, and I kind of like it. It's a strange relation of mutual trust and… >I also feel her pushing her belly rubbing against my crotch, trying to breathe but she's still kissing me throughly. >I'm almost losing consciousness as she's manipulating me. It's like she's trying to anesthesize me, forcing me to get in some kind of mouth-to-mouth …thing. >she finally stops this, and I'm taking a deep breathe, panting, with an intense heart beat. >Diamond:"There's a wire that was holding your wound together, this is just a terrible idea, it might have been painful." "I don't wanna know details… This kind of stuff.. take it off!" >Diamond:"I did, it's all done, there, the wound is completely clean and closed, look! Come on, your flank is just like it used to be, or almost once the fur grows back." >I can't help but stare at her and at others in the car in disbelief for what she's just done.. feeling kind of embarrassed. >she's acting all like it was normal, so I'm checking it. Yes indeed, it's like if nothing happened. >it just leaves a scar where my furless skin is exposed, but I'm able to move, groggy, like waking up from a weird dream. >I'm staying silent, kind of confused, wiping some saliva trail from the corner of my mouth. >it was weird but she did the job right, my wound is just warm but she managed to close it. >Diamond Tiara is tired, she's the only unicorn in this world likely, and doing all of the job. >Anon's asking, curiously, all cute:"does it really hurts?" "..I don't know. Tolerable.. No it's all fine, I guess." >Diamond:"It was kind of an emergency. You should have antibiotics and other potions to counter the infection ,you had like, bullets or something inside you, but you'll get better now, normally, since you never complain about anything…"
>>130307 >"I didn't even felt anything, only like being bitten… well back in that castle I thought you'd have died…" >She's looking at me, letting a smil escape…. >Anon:"so is it my turn?" >Diamond:"Yeah if it worked for her, I'm going to try fixing your leg now." >She's starting to examine him, with the "hers" genitals Twilight gave him a while ago. >Anon:"What are you doing?" >Diamond:"just checking some stuff, don't worry, i wanna make sure everything else in your body is fine." >Anon's blushing as she's doing her stuff."okay. As you can see it's kind of shorter than it used to be." >Diamond:"Alright nonny. take a deep breath." >Anon's screaming out loud as she's performing a spell that's supposed to help his rib getting sealed again, as Diamond's pointing her glowing horn over his chest. >Anon's moaning. >Anon:"Stop this. You're a terrible doc. No more magic on the filly! I'll wait for my leg to completely heal, nothing's broken anyways." >Diamond:"Anon, don't be silly. It won't hurt after, I know I can make it!" "It's just temporary, but it's true, this isn't your best job Diamond." >Diamond:"I've just read a book about it, try trusting me a bit." >Discord: "She wants to prove she can be good at something else than destroying things, just like she loves destroying other ponies!" >Diamond looks vexated. "I need concentration! And Anon needs comfort, that's the key. There" >She's licking Anon's vulva and clit >Anon:"WHOA. what kind of medical guiAAAAAahh… " >He's moaning no more about pain but in pleasure. >Diamond's still using magic on Anon's leg as she's blowing him, as it seems to have the same effect she had on me, a quite efficient painkiller. >I'm observing them from the front seat, Discord's kind of feeling lost. >she's giving Anon's inner hip a smooch, then levitates him back to the driver seat. >Anon:"T..That's over?" >Diamond:"Yep, just avoid walking for one hour or something and you will get much better." >Anon:"I take back what has been said, my leg no longer hurts!" >I'm moving to the back seat where Diamond Tiara's laid there, wiping her mouth from the mare juice. "Diamond, you look as dead as us three, you need some rest, want some hay? grass?" >Diamond:"The grass here makes me wanna vomit." >Anon:"We're going to find something, you need some rest." >She's laid in the backseat, sitting on my hips. We're enlaced, I'm cuddling her, she also needs to be taken care of anyways. >I wonder how he did but Anon now manages to use all of his car's complex controls, steering, gearbox, brakes, lights and all commands with his hooves. >All comes with adapting, like a pony who loses his horn or a limb or an eye… >Discord, still in the form of a young colt is sitting on the right passenger seat. "Anon, do tell, where are we going to find any food for creatures like us?" >Anon:"Guess, in a shop. We need to pick some cereals, bread, apples, carrots, tomatoes. Regular horse food." >Discord:"Looks like you're no longer interested in becoming a human again. Being a pony sucks" >Anon:"I'm dealing with it because there's some priorities at this point. You lied to me, your spell isn't working. In fact you did things with my dick to test some of your weird fetishes on me, right?" >Discord:"Anon come on, we both agreed this was only temporarily. I need materials to craft my magic. just focus on bringing us alive in Equestria." >He's stopping in front of a supermarket >Anon:"We're going to pick some food. You gonna help me. Try acting cute, and civilized. Don't scare these people, there's some cash in the glove box." >Discord:"What would anyone here do with gloves, we no longer have hands!" >Anon opens the compartment he mentioned, exposing a few papers, indicating he's got money. >Discord:"Oh you could have been more explicit." >Anon:"You two, stay insi… Oh she's asleep…" >nods >Anon's trotting to the shop. We're waiting in here. >I'm still cuddling with my favorite filly, using my belly like her pillow.
>In the shop. >Anon:"Afternoon!" >The shopkeeper stares at the TV >Someone else is looking at the same thing. No human in the shop seems to pay attention to the fact there's two ponies doing shopping in here. >News channels are all about the Congress and the Democrats, with some Republicans forcing some motion to remove Donald Trump and Mike Pence from the government, there's now a complete crisis >It's a global kind. Angela Merkel and Emmanuel Macron are pushing the drama further, accusing Trump of being an autocrat who should be removed. >CNN Reporter:"This is just historical, a group of democrat opponents are determined to take the White House by the force, after the execution of high figures by the FBI. We're witnessing an American Revolution here!" >On the TV, Clinton is making a speech about ensuring to preside the transition government >Shopkeeper:"This is complete fucking bullshit… Oh no it can't be happening." >On the TV, some guy is arguing "This is clear, it's here, we know the Trump administration ordered this attack, using the government like his personal GESTAPO, to eliminate his political opponents, it has been a massacre. CEOs, writers, intellectuals have been murdered. Jewish people were targetted. Now I want every American who's watching this to go on the street and demand the destitution of Donald Trump and his government immediately." >The shopkeeper is changing >another channel: "The group who plans to replace the government is a constitution of antifascists, dissidents, democrats and anyone opposing Trump and the terror attack he ordered yesterday. This is a situation worse than the Watergate, we're talking assassination three days ago which…" >many channels have the ANTIFA logo, discussing about the "RED Faction" about to take over Washington, affrontments against the police and military…
>>130308 >Anon stops gazing, looks terrified. >Discord's carrying a paper bag full of groceries and things "There, we have… Anon, are you alright?" >Anon:"Shut up. what's going on here.. Please tell me we haven't triggered this." >Discord:"Oh… I see. Human worries. It's nothing Anon, really." >Discord's picking some dollars from his saddlebag, drops them on the counter. >Anon's picking his bag filled with soda, water, pears and apples. >Discord's waiting for him at the door of the shop. >Anon's heading to the car, carrying his bag with his teeth, heading to the car, putting them in the back of the car. >Discord's doing the same. >Anon's jumping on the driver seat >Discord on his seat. "What's going on? Humans are crazy we all know this, so what was you expecting?" >Anon:"This has gone more far than we imagined. I'm not in control of anything. I triggered a revolution." >Discord:"Oh by killing a few people who expected me to help them rule the world? Hmm. Possible." >Anon:"This.. is fucking serious." >Discord's laughing. >Anon's looking pissed, stares at Discord, with his hoof ready to punch the ex-draconeequus on the face >Anon:"Shut up. You're gonna tell me everything you know and help me find an idea how to fix this shit." >Discord's imitating Twilight "Oh I think we just have a friendship problem! oh sweet Celestia! Anon! Your cutie mark!" "What is going on, Anon?" >Anon:"The fuckers we shot the other night in that temple, sect, anything, they were very influential, now there's some serious shit going on." >Discord's laughing his arse off. >Anon:"We're heading to a new kind of civil war. That's it. That's what happened." >He's starting the car, I can feel he's more nervous than anything else, crispated but silent, he's driving out of the parking and gets on the road, like a routine. Silently. >Anon:"We fucked up, and I'll need some help to get us out of this shit. I only think of the Mane six, at this point…"
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QGJiohn9gj8 >We're entering in the night, as always, after having a quite decent dinner, regaining energy and everything, some rest, Anon even got me some meds, he insisted I should take some, fearing that I got an infection or something like that. >After a few hours here we are, on a last dusty road in the middle of the countryside, a desertic place. The sky is clear, no clouds, but the night remains a bit cold. >I'm finishing reading the method to summon a portal, as we know, have all some kind of crystal that's supposed to help. >Discord:"Are you certain there's nothing I can do?" >Anon:"Sure. Stay here." >Diamond:"So we need to build just a triangle, and I'm just doing this…" >Diamond summons some magic energy, some kind of red light seemed to came from far beyond the stars. >Something invisible starts to appear in front of us three >Her magic makes us float a little around it, Diamond Tiara herself has no idea what she's doing, but comes with the rassuring words "all according to the plan! We're finally home!" >Some black sphere appears, the size of a balloon "Come on, we won't be able to go there… >It's starting to glow >Anon's looking at me and at Diamond, she's trying to do her best controlling the magic >Diamond:"It's like the portal has been locked, it can't get wider" >Anon:"I got us some lube! That's gonna work!" >try not to laugh >Diamond isn't laughing "There's a message, it's for us!" "a message? from?" >Diamond:"Lyra Heartstrings. Something happened to Canterlot. Celestia had to lock these portals in emergency after an invasion…" "WHAT? And she's locking us out?" >Anon:"What a BITCH!" >Diamond:"one second I'm not done, I'm trying to focus" >her eyes are wide open like she's seeing things >Diamond:"This portal will work normally again when the situation will get back to normal. In the meantime we must assume we are the survivors… and on our own, And the Mane Six is already going to do their best to save Equestria… It's really confusing. Really." >I'm sitting, standing at the surreal glowing around that black sphere as the daylight is dimming around us every minute. >the sphere is getting smaller and smaller.
"So there's nothing we can do, but wait." >Anon's covering his face, depressed, nervous, staring at the ground >Diamond's thinking. She's not using her magic to maintain the portal open. "We can't wait and do nothing. Our world is threatened. Anon's world is threatened too. We're in Anon's world. What should we do?" >Discord:"Yes what are you going to do? You're still fillies, remember? Oh let me guess some creatures took over Canterlot, invading it with zeppelins and it's bad because I'm stuck there, and all they can do is cry, because I could have prevented this, if I knew something was going on." >Discord won't stop being a dick >Anon's got enough. He's gallopping on him, put him down and starts hitting the gray colt with his hooves >Discord is feeling physical pain for th first time ever. >Anon:"Tell me what is your plan, what was your backup plan and how can we stop all of this illuminati shit you unearthed!" >Discord:"Haaaargh! I … Feel weird Anon! I think I'm dying!" >Anon's punching him again >Diamond's looking at them, doing nothing >I'm trying to calm Anon as he's really determined to demolish the Draconeequus'face with his bare hooves. >Discord:"STOOOP! PLEASE STOP! I CAN'T! I'm going to die!" >Diamond:"Anon. Let him speak. Discord, let's be honest, we need names and we need to make a plan to save Anon's world. I believe in destiny and this is ours. Do you really want to suffer, or help us? Because this… is nothing." >Discord is shaking, he's looking terrified. >Anon's starting to stomp his hoof on Discord's testicles >Anon:"You're going to help us fix this shit, or death will be nothing in comparison of what I'm going to do to you. I swear, I'll get Diamond Tiara to maintain you alive if needed!"
>And after a minutes of screaming in terror, Discord, still in the form of a colt, starts explaining his idea of having fun. >He admits being a manipulative cunt with god tier powers. >Having fun leading a group of corrupted, demented but powerful humans, with a lot of power and money. >No magic, ony occult societies that have some kind of fail-safe mechanism. And Discord concluded with >Discord:"It's just humans who kind of created me. Lust, chaos, hate, profit, selfishness, all of the things that have happened, these past centuries all belongs… to me." >Anon:"So you're proud of it?" >Discord's showing a sinister look, still arrogant despite his nose bleeding, with a high contrast as now the car's front lights are the only source of light. "It's just in my nature, just as it's in yours, Anon. And you know it. This never changed and this will never change. So what are you going to do?" >Anon:"make the difference." >Anon's thinking, turns to Diamodn Tiara "Hey, could you have the power and energy to make me and Silver Spoon into unicorns too?" >Diamond looks surprised by this idea but she had it too. "I was thinking about it but it's out of my field. Completely." >Anon:"We better find ideas to fix this, I don't want my world to end into a civil war with ethnic cleansings, they could not get their world war, now they will try to organize a part of the population to turn my country and maybe others down to communist or fascist left wing shitholes" "Really? Just because they heard some things on TV?" >Anon:"That's humanity. Discord, if one day you want your powers back, and no longer be MY bitch, you better give me pointers. Not even Celestia will welcome your soul." >We 're heading to some hotel we noticed on the corner of the road. It's closed, but with all the fuel and other things we raided, it's not the point yet. >Of course for this we did lock Discord on the car's hatch. >Diamond :"I'm not Twilight but I can use some kind of repeat spell like she used on me. Who's a volunteer to start with? Anon, you're okay?" >Anon's sitting on the bed "sure. Go ahead." >Diamond's taking a deep breath, concentrates her energy "Okay, here goes nothing." >Anon:"I…I can't see anything? What are you doing? Do you hear … What's this noise?" >She's intensifying her magic as Anon's shaking. >Myself I was kind of scared. >Diamond:"Anon, don't move, this might be slower but if you see nothing, it's because your brain is recreating connections to your horn…" >Anon:"Okay, i can see light again. There's … lot of a strange feeling… What's that noise? Looks like a jackhammer." "I can't hear anything… Diamond are you sure you're not harming him?" >Diamond:"Almost… There, yes!" >Anon:"It's gone, now I feel like, dizzy or something." >Diamond:"Look at this! I created a unicorn! She… er HE is even longer than mine!" >Anon:"tired?" >Diamond:"Nah, I'm doing a great job. Silver! Come here. >Anon's now just observing. "Just if you fuck up, know that I will forever hate you. You're going to modify my brain if that's nothing." >Diamond:"Connections. Hold still, breathe…" "okay. Owch, that's a weird feeling." >Diamond:"You're doing good… There." "Kind of feel monochrome.. er, drunk, rather." >Diamond:"We're now three unicorns, the mane six's got two, and I never trusted Starlight Glimmer." "Excellent! Anon! Come!" >I'm getting out of the bed, go outdoor. >Try using it. >Look at a random object >focus on it. >Diamond:"You need anger or love depeneding on what you want to do." "Easy as pie! Or as a carbonara sauce on top of pasta." >Diamond is slowly stepping back and I can notice some red, purple glow illuminating my surroundings. >It's me who's doing this. "I hate this trashcan. This fucking trashcan filled of condoms and filth, useless trashcan, destroying Anon's world … You are filth! Die! Begone! Fu–" >I feel like a spasm going down my spinal cord, like a hundred kilovolts of electricity going from the tip of my tail, heading straight to my target, going from smoking, to red in a few seconds. Things around it are instantly melting, it's turning white and falls apart like liquid on the floor. >Anon:"You just melted a metallic trashcan!" >Diamond:"You don't even need to say everything. That's even greater."You two keep practicing, Anon's laptop just got charged, there's a lot of books on magic and stuff in there." "I know I copied them… I love you, this thing is… " >Anon:"Magic." >Later eventually, Diamond helped us transferring some of her spells directly by horn docking, as we spent the night on a decent bed, it didn't happen for a while. >One funny thing is, when we dream or think out loud aimed at somepony else, we can literally see or feel what the other unicorn is dreaming about or seeing. >With practice me and Anon no longer even need to talk to eachother, we just do it via radio. >All of the magic unicorns does is technically radio, it's electromagnetism. Shielding, levitating objects, modifying chemistry or forcing cells to reorganize are at a much higher level, but we're equipped now. >This also helps us three thinking in common, simulating ideas on the infos Discord dared to give us under the torture.
>>130311 Yep I had to bring it back somehow, and hearing " I admire your vocabulary" means I'm on a good way.
>>130314 Unicorns OP. Plus, wasn't Diamond Tiara given a limited store of magic by Twilight or was that plot point forgotten? I'm pretty sure she can't game the system by making new unicorns when she's not even a natural one herself.
>>130259 Lone15's story could use some love. There's some stuff you could draw from it without getting into abuse, but I'm guessing it's turned you off just like most of the thread.
>>130316 That was in the beginning, where she almost ran out of energy and got knocked every time she used a spell or an attack, then SilverSpoon kind of showed her the files, books and other spells she stole from Twilight on some old computer tape ( which is considered the apex of technology in Equestria, 300 mega-bytes!) which led to some spells explaining how to dig magic energy out of the existing world. Twilight didn't notice or knows about what Silver obtained from her a while ago. A tape that's now in Anon's home… normally, with all kind of strange Equestrian scriptures, spells, incantations, black magic and more and especially forbidden spells.
But you're right, they are not real unicorns, just have some powers and a horn to use some spells, but it's not true unicorn magic about summoning rainbows or stuff yet, they might have to learn this. it is however more than enough to work in the human world. Or destroy whatever has started.
i want to have a filly to love for the rest of my life i want to spend days and nights with my face buried in that long, luscious mane of hers while we cuddle i want to mix our scents together, so i can come back to her every day, not only knowing that im finally home with her, but that she feels finally home with me
>>130405 >implying self induced schizophrenia isnt worth having a filly >implying that i wont be able to simulate warmth in the already warm-because-fluffy plush, the crazier i get >>130408 and eating every day would be better than starving, regardless of what it is. id rather die full and happy than empty and lonely
>>130410 Going crazy does not make her any more real. It would be a shell of a life to live, and would hurt you and those around you. Instead you should work on earning a shit ton of money and invest in tech firms. Before you know it, Elon Musk will roll out a line of custom ponybots just for you. You might even be able to transfer your mind to a filly bot if the technology is available. Alternatively you can kidnap an anon, graft green fur to their skin, and brand their ass with a question mark. Things would work out, probably. >and eating every day would be better than starving, regardless of what it is.id rather die full and happy than empty and lonely You would die of scurvy. That is not a fun way to go.
>>130410 >>130411 I just re-watched "Birdie" …Kind of imagine Anon in this situation, pushing his autism to the point he gives up all social life to end in his own autism, alone. You can fuck with your brain all you want, this is yours after all!
>>130314 >That next morning, I've picked Anon's Think-Pad computer, sipping some chocolate milk mug, studying all of the things I've copied. >If indeed, there's some stuff to learn and how to understand magic, it might be in there. >After finding some pair of earphones, I'm cutting them apart, splitting them, and do the same thing we used to do with Twilight. Afterall I just copied everything I could. Algorithms, logic processes, things beyond what can be written. >I'm really playing Dr Frankenstein with myself. >Pick some band aids, wrap the wires to form a solenoid around my horn, and try to write a bit the same program to use the analog output of this mobile computer to transmit these directly to me. All on a black screen. >Who cares if I end up lobotomized. There's enough battery on this thing. >enter the hex address til the end of the file. "that should make it." >hit enter. >Everything turns black. >see some light, flashes. >hear something whistling >feel all kind of things, like I'm floating in zero gravity, weightless. >I'm seeing things. Memories. These aren't mines. >It's Canterlot. A while ago. >Princess Celestia. She's talking to me. >Who is this pony? I… Am I Twilight? >She's memorizing and so I do memorize all kind of things about the world, the universe, ponies, dragons, our world… she's throwing it in a fire >Things starts appearing like flashbacks >There's a bearded unicorn treating me like shit >I'm pissed off. I can hate this guy. >can feel a thousand of things at once. I feel the magic getting inside of me, but with a lot of bad things too, and it's only the beginning. >it's like being stuck in a dream I can't stop. >I'm alone and out there, ponies are asleep. >Celestia's here, she's testing me. >She see me as being dangerous and won't understand me. I'm not even fast enough to get what's happening. >It's really like I'm dreaming, I'm trying to scream but nothing goes out. >I'm drifting again, deeeper and deeper >it's a completely different perspective, I'm not even a pony anymore, I'm a beam of energy flowing through space and time. >I understand everything about the creation of Equestria, by a couple of ancient Alicorns. >Times were brutal by then. >I'm back at the origins of magic. >I recall reading some books about these which were only fantasy and rumors. >Find a white unicorn mare. Her name is Amalthea. She's old, and there's fillies around her listening to her. Unicorns. She's got things to communcate to us. >At this point, I'm sitting and listening carefully. >There have been humans in our world too. There have been unicorns in Anon's world. Both universes have been separated, there's thousands, billions and billions of different universes. it's like a fireworks… >And I'm going further, floating again, becoming one with everything, and realize at which point I'm little, if not, nothing. >Everything around me disappears and turns black again. >stand, unable to do anything. moving backwards and forward, before and after how I can, without success. >hear something bleeping. >feel all my weight again >open my eyes. >Anon's shaking me "sPOON! SHIT WHAT HAVE YOU DONE? YOU CAN HEAR ME?" "Anon, stop yelling at me like that" >Anon:"It's been 20 minutes, you were on the ground, what… what the hell were you doing?" "just went a bit deeper with these spells, that's all. nothing serious." >Diamond:"I had to do artificial respiration at some point, you stopped breathing!" "You're kidding me." >can hear Discord bucking in the trunk of anon's car >Anon:"Shut up! I'm gonna let you out!" >I'm getting back up. >Diamond and Anon looks scared, yet not seems to understand what happened. "What are you looking at ?" >Anon:"warn us before you do anything like that." "alright Anon" >Anon:"I'm serious, you… I thought you was dying. Never do anything like this." "We did the same thing with Diamond Tiara earlier, it worked on her, she assimilated a lot of classified spells, but not all of them. Only a first part. I just managed to get them all. And no, we aren't real unicorns, which are a different species, it's not about having a horn that makes you a unicorn, we could have just connected a log-spiral antenna onto our cerebral cortex, but compared with fillies, even by example, Sweetie Belle, there's something innate. There's also secrets that are anchored in the genes of real unicorns, there's things that are being communicated through generations. A bit like some secret societies in your world." >Anon: “who are those? The Illuminati?” “many things like that, Anon. Just not called the illuminati, but I think we should follow the targets Discord was supposed to eliminate. Now we know everything about that shadow government controlling this world and its purposes, the humans will refuse the truth, many will want to submit to this shadow government, but there’s still a larger portion who will demand to be free, it’s been like this with ponies too a while ago, we made it. That’s now just History.” >Anon: “I don’t know shit about pony history. Let’s get in the car, we’re not going to stay here forever.” >Diamond: “good plan” >She still looks pissed at me for scaring her earlier, as she’s letting Discord out >Discord: “Why are you so mean with me?” >Anon: “Because we’re bullies, it’s in our nature to bully others, and you are the only others here.” >Discord: “What have you done…” “What we had to. Get in the car and don’t cause more problems.” >Discord: “Even you Anon, you got a horn! Aw! How did Twilight allow you so much power, Diamond TiarRraaa?” >He’s starting to piss her off, but she’s ignoring him, looking by the window
“as some wise one said, knowledge is power, so let’s go straight to the point, we will have to kill a few humans, but be really targeted. Then a chain reaction will occur, without a command, the human can think by himself.” >Discord: “You’re all so naïve, you should be waiting til things goes back to normal, comfortably in a park or in some place but no, you want to take care about a world that’s always been chaotic” >Anon’s laughing as he’s driving the car with just a halo of green magic “Why would the god of chaos himself support something called the New World Order?” >Discord: “Order screams for disorder, Anon! This is in the darkest authoritarian regimes the greatest, most rebel minds gets exposed ! Not in this false parade of conformity and narrow-mindedness. You have to realize you are missing something to know you need it back. Do whatever you want with me, but all you are going to do is to make things worse than they are. It’s up to the humans to fix their own mess.” “And it shouldn’t be up to you to create this mess.” >Discord: “Why yes it is! It totally is my job! What you’re doing here is caring for a world that does not belongs to you. You’re acting unconsciously like Twilight and the Mane Six going to fix a random friendship problem far away in Equestria and beyond! Oh look you have to go to Germaneigh, Chancellor Aryanne is killing zebras and communists! Then go back to to YakYakistan because Turkeystan or Piggystan is trafficking weapons again! And so on and on and on. It’s like they all have to save the worlds! What space is left to observing and learning instead to be obsessed to change things because you think your ways are the best?” >Anon: “It’s different here. I’m a part of this world and feel responsible. I got to fix what we created.” >Discord’s smiling. “Alright, alright, I’m not going to keep arguing about this, just think about it, Nonymous! You two can hit me how you like, I don’t care anymore, pain is temporary, it’s just the proof I successfully get on your nerves.” “But why? You just taught us to become more mature and not become like you, Discord. And you’re about a thousands years older than us. Yet you remained most of this time turned into stone, but even before this what was your life goal? You never knew love until recently. I’ve studied your past, and the same thing that happened to Stygian. There’s something deep inside you that made you become the monster you are.” >Discord: “Alright another subject? Anything on the radio?” “Does it disturbs you if we’re talking about this?” >Discord’s sweating “Is that a new kind of bullying? Playing the therapist? I’ve always been like this, you” “No and that’s the thing, you only exist as a balance to the forces Celestia is in charge, and in a sense, it’s ponies who have created you a long time ago…” >Discord: “Shut up, you’re not even supposed to know this… You” >Grin arrogantly at him “A human. A lost human retrieved by ponies, adopted by Celestia’s mother. She raised you.” >Discord’s silent for a few seconds. >Diamond Tiara’s perplex and look at Anon from times to times as he’s driving while I’m on the backseat with Discord. >Discord: “How is this even possible a filly with a fake horn even know this. Care to explain? Not even Twilight Sparkle is supposed to know all this, and all of this magic, it’s not normal. You messed with a lot more than I thought. You just have no idea what you’re doing. You’ll never be allowed back in Equestria. You tell me about my past, I’m telling you about your future. Back to Stygian, you three are following the exact same path. You will do something heroic, you will save this world. But you stole more than a book. Oh yes because there are things that never been written and I know it. I used to be a guardian of a lot of secrets… And you’re definitively not the kind of being who should be in charge of anything like that.” >a minute of silence is passing. >we’re not saying one more word >Anon’s driving, following the GPS towards to a guy he never heard of >Discord: “Diamond, Twilight Sparkle made you an unicorn in order to protect your friends and yourself from me. Why didn’t you listen? You wanted to keep your magic all for yourself. You wanted more. Guess what? You don’t know it yet but this is killing you. Why should I lie? Why should you listen? I didn’t listen! I’m rich and better than anypony, I’m also a sexual obsessed pony with severe problems, my best friend is autist or nerdy because I love weirdos. Heh!” >We’re approaching the city of Lost Angels. >Anon corrected me as it is Los Angeles. >A very large city. Lots of cops cars and helicopters. >Anon:“We just have a few guys to kill in here, nothing big right?”
>I was only nine years old >I loved filly so much >I posted about her in the general every day >I prayed to filly, thanking her for the life I'd been given >"Filly is love", I said, "filly is life." >Mods hear me and call me a pedo >They're jealous of my devotion to filly >I call them scruffy, and they ban filly from /MLP/ >I'm crying and my balls hurt (from not being able to cum to filly porn) >Suddenly I feel warm >It's filly! I'm so happy. >She wispers in my ear >"REEEEEE FUCKING KYS FAGGOT" >I roll her over and spread her marehood >She's ready >I penetrate her fillyhood >It's so tight it hurts but I want to please filly >She let's out a mighty REEEEE as I fill her my love >Scruffy walks in. >Filly looks him right in the eye and says >"Fucking hotpocket we're going to go post on /mlpol/" >We fly out through the window >Filly is love, filly is life.
had more shit to do today and I just got done checking everything I needed to. I'll try to get something together for today, but it'll probably be short and nothing too impressive. On the bright side, I'm about 90% certain that today's the last day for a while that I'll have to put IRL stuff first!
"We made quite the mess too." >"I see that. And I'm hoping you're going to pick up that mess too. Just because I made you dinner doesn't make me your mother."
"No, really? I thought you were my mommy, and Lyra and Blossom were my brother and sister. Now all we need is to find some other filly to be my daddy, and another to be, oh I don't know, grandma."
Blossom can't help but snicker at your sarcasm. >"And why can't I be the grandma? I'll beat you with my cane you little whippersnapper!"
"Blossom, you're like… the youngest of the bunch. Unless we meet someone younger, and I doubt that's happening."
Twilight rolls her eyes. >"Har har, very funny. But if I'm going to be the mommy on Equestria too, then I get to tell you to eat your damn vegetables. Don't think I haven't been noticing both of you suspiciously trying to push your plates to the side of the table so that you'd 'accidentally' spill it onto the floor and wouldn't have to eat it."
"Oh come on, does anything get past you?" >"Hey, there are people starving in North Korea right now who would love to have a big fat plate of kimchi, but all they're getting is half a handful of rice."
"And you couldn't make anything better, like pizza?" >"You're the one who decided to wager on our race this morning that the loser has to make dinner. You didn't specify that the winner gets to decide what's for dinner. And since it seems mom and dad decided to go out for a date tonight for some reason, I guess that means you're kind of stuck with what I made."
"You are an absolutely terrible pony, did you know that?" >"I live to please."
You grumble a few choice expletives under your breath as you stare at the plate in front of you. Grabbing as much as you can in one hoof, you shove the entire glob of magically fermented veggies and spices into your mouth and gulp it down quickly so you do not have to taste it for a very long time. You then chase it down as quickly as you can with a glass of water. Satisfied with your adaptive solution, you finish the rest of the meal in this manner, with as little time spent tasting Twilight's Korean cooking as possible. Blossom seems to have caught on to what you were doing, because she ends up doing the exact same thing, causing Twilight to sigh heavily as she slowly savors her own dish. >"Both of you two need to grow up sometime."
>>130460 sorry to disappoint you, but I actually completely missed something pretty important that needs to be dealt with. I really am sorry, but this is my last day of excuses.
>>130481 thanks, I just like keeping to a schedule I set and lately I've been feeling bad for not being able to half the time. also, get back to updating. I want to see more edgy stuff happen!
>>130485 Will do. I might end up writing up something tonight, can't be sure. The lack of responses has made me feel a bit underappreciated, but that encouragement was just what I needed. Thanks for that.
>>130487 (you)s are a fickle thing. Keep updating no matter how many you get or don't get, because the silence may be in a good way. like the old adage goes, "no news is good news".
>>130490 Never been one to really hold much faith in that saying personally, but I see where you're going. The problem isn't entirely based on my own self-esteem, though I can't deny that's part of it. It becomes a bit frustrating when I go the CYOA route because it seems to be what people want, and I only get a few responses compared to Reuben's. Granted I do passively enforce more of a 'lurk moar' mentality with mine, but there have also been murmurs in the Discord about abuse being a shit. I really wish I could be anything but the dual extreme of 'gush and seal' when it comes to my opinions and emotions, but I'm not and now I'm writing this shitty post while will undoubtedly be full of spelling mistakes because I'm on mobile.
>>130494 completely understandable m8. That's why I just started off with a regular green, but I like yours. It has potential to go in a direction that no other greens of this kind have really gone in, and I hope you see it through.
>>130496 I have every plan to end it, no matter how long it takes. If I stop namefagging and disappear completely before it comes to fruition, just assume that I died with my story.
>>130431 if you're using Firefox, open a new tab and type "about:config", click past the warning if it gives you one, search for "send referer", and see what number it is set to. If it's a 0 you need to set it to either 1 or 2 I think, although I forget which one. Pretty sure it's 2.
>>129932 >You hop up. "I have no idea." >You feel like singing a song for some reason, but you never really got the lyrics down pat. "Crazy shit though, those bacchanals." >"Well, let's see. You barely managed to handle your alcohol last night, not to mention the fact that they usually host those around sunset." "Yeah, yeah. Just joking around." >There are a couple of minutes of silence as you contemplate whether involving League in this thing was really the best idea. >If you're careful, neither of you will take the fall. >But if you fail, you're pulling another head underwater as you drown. >After about ten minutes, you finally break the awkward silence. "So… um…" >"Any day now." "I'm going to murder Princess Twilight Sparkle." >Her eyes go wide with shock as a grin begins to slowly form on her face. >"Let's freaking do it." >The tone of her voice and her facial expressions scare you a bit. "Aren't you going to-" >"Nope. After what she did this morning, I need no more convincing on the subject. Plus, you're Anon. You have decades more experience than I do. If you want her dead, I'll do everything I can to help you." >None of this feels right. "And the risks? You're willing to fall with me if I fail?" >With lightning speed, she reaches out her left hoof and boops you. >"Silly, you won't. I'm one hundred percent sure of that." >Holy shit, this just became about ten times more stressful. >At the very least, you shouldn't give her any tasks that could put her in harm's way when it comes to construction. >Wrapping the packet of Sulfur in the surprisingly comfortable blanket, you end up playing a sort of improvised baseball with League for a long time while, the passage of time seemingly lost to your mind in childish play. >All the while trying as hard as you can to avoid thinking about how much of a horrible pony you are. >Person. >As the sun breaks through the clouds in the West just long enough to signify its rapid descent, you pick up the blanket, and League picks up the ball and bat. >You realize you completely forgot to burn wood, which was the sole reason you came out here. "Did you bring the lighter?" >"Shoot, I knew there was something I was forgetting." >Well, it wouldn't have mattered regardless. >"Anything you want me to bring to school tomorrow?" "If you could nab some pipes and maybe some wax, that would be perfect." >"Alright, will do." >She begins to walk down the scenic route that the two of you usually take in. >Given the time, you could either follow her and risk Twilight's displeasure, or take your chances against the terrors of the night on the much faster but unprotected route. >League looks back at you one last time. >"Coming?" >Imput action.
>>130494 >abuse is shit yeah if it actually happens, not in a piece of fictional writing that i follow now if you wrote this as a filly and lived with twilight, id be worried
>>130512 Sorry, ptfg is really opposed to it, just assumed that was what you all were discussing. If I recall Abscissa got in on that conversation, so that may have thrown me off.
Hey, you know what? You enrich the diversity of stories told here. Not every Anon Filly story has to be sunshine and rainbows. Sometimes the Filly goes through hell on a daily basis. Sometimes it goes on an adventure and slays a dragon. Sometimes it tries to live a normal life and crazy shit keeps happening because it's Equestria and there's no such thing as a normal day!
These threads would be boring if we all stuck to the same formula without changing at least something up. PTFG might not like filly abuse, but this isn't PTFG. And sure, reading about a psychopathic Twilight will make you feel anger, wanting to poison her or make some sort of makeshift gun to shoot her, or even just smother her with a pillow in her sleep; the point of a good story is to take the reader's emotions out for a joyride. Good stories can be dark. Hell, they don't even have to have a happy ending. Sometimes they can have a completely bad ending with no moral as a means to make the reader appreciate what they have in life.
>>130494 To be honest, I'd give (You) (You)s, but most of the thread seems to be against abuse and I don't feel like getting into an argument with guys who just want to fuck/lewd/hug the filly, not like the good old days at all where Twilight drove an amnesiac Anonfilly to attempted suicide.
>>130519 >>130520 I'm going off of my experience back when we were on /mlp/ and a lot of people seemed to be vehemently against it and actively tried to shitpost abusefags out of the thread for a little while. I just clammed up about it after that because >drama
>>130516 Same thinking for me. I'm just new here and don't really talk that much since I have so much to read but I like your genre Lone15 and diversity of stories is really a must in my book. Lot of people like sad stories as others doesn't like and prefer a much happy one.
>>130494 >>130513 I personally hate abuse, and I'll never read any abuse stories at all, but I've always just ignored the one or two writefags who write abuse stories ever since I first started lurking the Anonfilly thread I prefer loving and caring anonfilly content with sunshine and rainbows and warm fuzzy feelings and all that, and that's never going to change. I won't suddenly start reading your story and try to enjoy it because I know I won't enjoy it since it doesn't suit my tastes, but you don't have to cater to me; there are already plenty of content creators who provide the content I want. You go ahead and keep writing your story as long as there are people here who want to see it; I'll just continue as I have been.
>>130526 it's one thing to ignore something it's another to ree about it and soyboys being the ones that can't handle a story like all nighter or lone's existing just, also trannies because this thread
>>130535 Shit, sorry man, forgot to tell you what's up! /mlp/ mod got mad at filly and b& her. After getting moved to trash, filly got invited here. /mlpol/ got pole position in both /pol/egues since inception. Attempts at going back failed. Advertising of mlpol as alternative to parties wronged by /mlp/ mods. Happy, totally no homo filly thread here. (join secret club)
I really wanna see Anon Filly getting cuddled by Filly Blossomforth. Okay, maybe it's a bit vain to ask for art of my own story, but I've got some ideas for developing a platonic relationship between these two, and I'd like some inspiration.
>>129981 >Be Open Heart >You were a therapist at the Relationship Resort, a getaway for couples with marriage problems >Everypony's problems today had been fairly simple, lack of listening, lack of vigor in the bedroom, lack of sensitivity, lots of lacks >You looked down at your appointment sheet to see who was next >Next up was a Ms. Twilight Velvet and a Mr. Night Light >You took this interim to arrange some things and plan what you'd have for dinner >Definitely mac n' cheese >After a minute, you heard a knocking at the door "Come in!" >In stepped in a silver mare endowed with a purple-and-white mane, followed by a blue stallion with a mane of a deeper shade. >You didn't get a good look at their cutie marks, but that didn't really matter >They sat down on 'the' couch, and the three of you sat silent for some time >These moments were the worst part of your job "So, uh, Ms. Velvet, Mr. Light, what would you say the main difficulty of your relationship is?" >"He never listens." the mare opened calmly, but with fire deep in her tone >"Oh, I never listen? What about you? You do whaaateeeever you want, never even check with me." "Well, it seems that you both-" >"You should've seen her back when the kids were still in school, she just ignored whatever I said she should do- at best." >"Oh, like you ever gave any good advice- or help, for that matter. No, you were TOO BUSY with your students to actually help me care for the kids." >"Like you did SUCH a bang-up job. MAYBE if you had paid a lick of attention to Twilight instead of fawning over Shiny every second of every day and dumping her on Cadance, she'd be a little better-adjusted!" >"Oh, stop. Twilight is a perfectly healthy, normal mare."
>>130555 >Be Twilight >On your back you carried the alien you had sundered from another dimension and transferred into an alchemically-made filly's body for you to smother in motherly love >Unfortunately, for the last several minutes she kept spasming, due to the magically-sealed collar you'd forcicbly attached to her, which would electrocute her whenever she said or did something you didn't like "Anon, you're not doing a very good job giving me reasons. Don't you love me?" >It was a rhetorical question, of course >"I swear I'm trying, I just keep thinking about my real- AH!" >Her body jerked oncemore, back leg kicking out and hitting your cutie mark "Your real what?" >"N-nopony." "Good. Now I think you're about seven reasons short." >Anon grumbled oncemore "Is there something else you want to say?" >"N-no. Reason number four, um, you always make sure I'm healthy and not hurt or anything." >Maybe saying it out loud would make Anon appreciate you more >You were the best thing in her life, after all
"Yeah, well, you need to make some dishes that don't come out of commie North Korea. Seriously, would it kill you to make something properly American?"
Twilight rolls her eyes. >"First, this is a South Korean recipe. The Norks don't use a lot of spices because they don't have the money for it. Seriously, try this, it's good."
She levitates a fork with kimchi on it up to your face, which you promptly slap away. >"Fine, be a child. See what I care! And anyways, you want American food? Name one good American dish that doesn't contain meat."
"Apple pie? Cheese pizza? It's like you're not even trying." >"Apple pie is a dessert, and cheese pizza can hardly even be called pizza and you know it. I could make you a Chicago style pizza, but it would be full of veggies because there's no damn meat in Ponyville and SOMEONE can't stomach real meat anyways without throwing up everything. Face it, one way or another you're going to need to eat your veggies."
"I don't need no damn veggies; I'm a horse. I eat carbs for breakfast, lunch, and dinner with no ill effects." >"You know, I thought that too… for all of about two days into my stay here in Equestria. After the initial panic about not being on Earth anymore, I decided to throw myself at the Canterlot library to figure out everything I could about my new body. Do you know what I learned? Well, aside from how to make this damn horn work, I learned that I can't just eat hay and oats. Too much grain gives a pony indigestion, and too much sugar can, in fact, still give you diabetes. If you want to live a long life - and let's hope we don't have to spend more time on this planet than we have to - you're gonna need a proper diet. Now is a little bit of fermented cabbage and radish going to kill you? Because I've got plenty of other vegetables to choose from. We ARE in a farming town."
Blossom places a hoof on your shoulder. >"She may have a point, Anon."
>>130279 >Be anonfilly >Your dreams of being some mare's little foal filly and be doted has become reality. You really wanted to be Twilight's foal but then again if the abuse meme was correct you would be hurt there. Fluttershy, on the other hand, bandaged mice's legs so you didn't fear being abused by her. >Shed.mov past through your mind for a second. >These thoughts were in the back of your mind as you bounced around the room mimicking Twilight when she got her qt mark.
"Yes yes yes yes yes…" >Flutershy shook her head and caught the jumping filly in one of her wings. Muffling the filly with her wing and stop her from further shouting. >A loud d'awww could be heard from the rest of the ponies in the room. >You spent about an hour at the friendship castle. You spent that time getting to know the ponies. You honestly spent the least amount of time with Fluttershy. >You had asked about their world and they had asked you about yours. When starlight learn that she was a tv show in your world, she merely shrugged. She was like:
"At least we are in a cartoon for little girls and not in porn." >She smiles at you but when she saw that you began to blush, froze up and had a wierd smile on your face, she stared at you like you were a weirdo. Then a thought came to her mind and she began to smile again.
"Yeah, but I guess weirdos exist everywhere. Huh. I mean it ain't like you watch porn of us. Right?" >You didn't say anything. You just smile a crazy smile.
"Oh." >Starlight and the others came to terms with the fact that you had been fapping to them quite quickly. (I was trying to do something here but I fuck up. I left it in for the comedy) When it was time for you and the others to leave, you followed Fluttershy home to the cottage and your new home. Twilight had told you two that she would solve the hassle with the adoption papers. >It was evening when you got to the cottage and your new home. The sun was setting over the everfree. It looked like there was Gloria of light above it. The border to the Everfree was far away from Fluttershy's but you could still see it from her place. >She opened the front door for you and welcome you inside. >Walking in, you saw that there wasn't a shortage of bird boxes and holes in the walls for smaller animals. But there were no animals right now out and about in the cottage. Except for a white bunny that lied on a green couch. >Before Fluttershy entered the room, she wiped her hooves off by dragging them against a rug on the floor. >It was then you realized that your hooves were dirty from the long walk and that you had left hoofprints on her wood floor. >You frighten you almost jumped at the revelation. You looked to Fluttershy. >Her eyes were inspecting the hoofprints and followed them to you. When she looked at you, you began to say something.
"Fluttershy, I am sorry. I-" You got interrupted by Fluttershy.
"Oh, it is nothing to worry about. It is your first day as a pony after all." She smiled at you and waved a hoof at the mess dismissively. "I will clean that up later. Now if you wiped off the dirt on the rug, I can start with some supper." >When she mentioned supper you realized that you weren't hungry. You had just eaten a load of tendies before you got here so maybe that was why.
"Thanks but no thanks. I am not hungry. I ate before I was transported here." >You walked up to the rug and proceeded to wipe off the dirt.
"Oh, well. I will do the bed in the guest room and clean it. After that maybe we can do something. Like playing a game or read a bedtime story before we go to bed. it will take me about a half hour. You can do what you want in the meantime so long as you don't wander off into that forest." She pointed to the everfree forest. "it is dangerous but you already knew that don't you." >She walked upstairs and left you alone downstairs. Well, Angel was sleeping next to you as well but otherwise, you were alone. >So are you just going to fiddle your non-existing thumbs for half an hour or what?
Also I might have just not re read this one so tthere could be some jarring gramatical flaws in it.
>>130290 Whelp i was gonna do a part two, but my Laptop died literally right after typing out the last line That story intro was a one off, somebody up there doesn't want me to become a writefag
>>130572 Reeeeee. That is the 2nd story a computer has killed. I think that rather than not wanting you to write stories your story was too good for this world. >I still wish those up there would let us have them
>>130572 >>130576 Do half the posters on /mlpol/ use potatoes or what? If you keep your computer free of trash and properly charged these things happen very infrequently.
>>130494 Well, for my part, I don't really have time these days to do anything but lurk on /mlpol/. Even so, I check this thread as often as possible to see if I can add a wacky option to your CYOA.
>>130509 Kill two birds with one stone and jog the rest of the way/race her home. Getting ambushed in the woods at sunset is not your pleasure.
>>130555 >>130556 I'm disappointed that Open Heart is not the name for a surgeon. The name will still be fitting if we get chestbursters in this fic, though
>>130561 Ask Blossomforth if she'll eat Brussels sprouts. You secretly love Brussels sprouts.
>>130564 Hey, that's what Pastebin is for. Though, I think there should have been more reaction on the part of the ponies regarding how they were drawn in compromising positions. I can imagine Rarity fainting and Applejack looking disgusted.
Also, I know you can't really help it but do the speech mannerisms and style really match up with Fluttershy? I can't help but feel she would be quite timid with an alien, even if it was disguised as a filly.
>>130556 >Be Anon >Twilight was finally clip-clopping into the small town of Whitecastle, which seemed even smaller than Ponyville >Quite a misnomer, as there weren't any castles in sight >You would be able to tell, you spent over half your (new) life in castles >And this definitely didn't seem like the sort of place the upper crust would want to visit >This was part of the southern region of Equestria, the desert of Dales >Not Saddle Arabia, so no sandniggers at least >… >That wasn't fair, you didn't know what desert folk here were actually like >And Islam didn't exist here, so one predestinator was out >Maybe they'd be okay, if you ever went to Saddle Arabia >Regardless, Whitecastle was surrounded by desert >Not the beach-like dunes you see in movies, more of a dusty plain, somewhere between the Mormon Breeding Grounds and That-state-with-Vegas, in terms of both terrain and temperature >The "White Castle" probably referred to the ivory rocks peppered throughout the landscape, particularly one mountainous ridge to the west, from which flowed a bright if humble river >You were torn from your thoughts when Twilight stopped abruptly, nearly knocking you off her back >The closest building was still thirty meters away >C'mon Purple, at least stop under shade >"Are you forgetting something, Anon?" >What the absolute fuck- oh. >Reason number ten "Uh… you give the best cuddles." >She coughed >Goddammit she demanded so much out of you "…your body is warm and soft, and it feels good when you wrap me in your wings." >She began walking, now with purpose >Probably to find an inn >It's not like she could shove you into her ut- >No. >No. >No. >Stop. >Thinking about it might make it come true.
>>130561 "Can't we at least eat good tasting vegetables? Like, raw ones? Celery, carrots, broccoli, cauliflower, anything? Even just a normal salad?" [ 1d100 = 63 ]
>>130632 But they're better cooked, anon. Throw some vegetables and chilis together with some oils and spices in some foil and grill that shit up real good. You can thank me later.
What's your favorite pony aside from Anonfilly? Mine's Fluttershy because I can most easily relate to her, especially with being shy and having little to no self-esteem (I also like Vapor Trail, Marble Pie, and Wallflower Blush for the same reason)
I used to be a Flutterfag until I pretty much gave up choosing favorites. Vapor Trail is cool, she's a real sweetie. To bad they shit on her boyfriend so much for the sake of the episode. shit, I don't really even remember any of the last season right now, how can I really say?
I guess Windy? She seems the most realistic and believable. But in the way of a pretty mare who has had a fun, fairly hedonistic life, but is absolutely genuine, kind, and loving towards everyone, including her wonderful husband and her perfect daughter. She's not old or worn out, or scornful and mad. I don't know, maybe I just like her because she seems so happy, she seems like she has had a wonderful and fulfilling life, and to me that's pretty infectious.
good thing we can post porn, because there's a lot of ponies that I just don't have any sfw of
>128405 >We write Twilight as Anonfilly's mom because we want a mother figure who's smart, kind, and stable, but previous neglect causes us to overcompensate for our (emotionally or literally) absent moms, thus creating Twilights who are obsessive, controlling, and/or downright abusive, because any of the three is better than being ignored in our twisted view of parental relationships
I agree this is how I feel as well. I would rather my mom beat (read: spankings) me as a child than being everywhere else but with me. <(This is a bit simplified version of my relationship with my mother.)
>>130727 I honestly think Reuben is the only one here who had a normal relationship with his mom. So it's gonna suck when he becomes a filly and has to deal with being treated like a child while the other writefags practically get off to it
>>130748 Hey, me too. When we get to Equestria, we can all hang out. The "I had a nice normal relationship with my mom" club. Then we can pick on the other fillies for being different.
I had a bad relationship with my mother. She held me back, stunted my emotional and mental growth, and kept me locked up inside so I'd be like the autistic people she saw on TV. She'd whine and lie about me to get pity from the other shit mothers around town, and that's what she wanted me to be.
I got out of there, but only with the help of moral support from a pony site that's long since been faggotized by SJW admins.
>>130706 i want to love and cuddle the emo filly i want to brush her mane, pet her back, anything to make her smile i want to always keep her next to me, and let her know that she's deeply cared for.
>>130760 no, dont listen to >>130762 he's the resident shill, as known by his britcuck flag they'll just steal the fuckin content anyways, they always have.
>>130762 >please What a manipulative little queer, you act like an outrageous, rude faggot to us, but the second someone comes back from your shitty thread, you're all fucking roses and sunshine? Get fucked faggot.
>>130771 well you gotta show the artist how much of a faggot he is, so he can join in why would you not get rid of the giant fuckin roach on the floor before enjoying the party?
>>130760 Lovely drawings. >I had a secret wish for a series of images with filly on top of things wondering how she got there and how she would get down, but thought it would get silly fast
Also wish for filly swimming (don't think I've seen image of that)
>>130771 >>130772 >complaining about the people complaining about the shill instead of appreciating the artist instead of simply appreciating the artist yourselves You're just as bad as me complaining about the people complaining about the people complaining about the shill instead of appreciating the artist instead of appreciating the artist Besides, CountryRoads has been with us before in anonfilly threads back on /mlp/; I'm sure he recognized PTFGfag to begin with and already knows to disregard him
>>130760 both of these are super cute I especially like the filly wondering how she got on top of the grain silo and how she's gonna get down loving twimom is always nice as well
>>130760 The second pic reminded me of Kirby, then I thought how cool it would be for Anonfilly to be in equestria with Kirby powers / a Kirby ability.
Nah, the real problem for me would be going from PhD student to elementary school student overnight. And if I got sent to Equestria after receiving my PhD, I'd probably insist on my proper academic title if Twi-mom kept treating me like a child. "That's Doctor Filly to you, Princess!"
>>130760 Man, that's adorable. I like the way you do wings.
>>130775 >Complaining about people complaining about people complaining about the shill instead of appreciating the artist instead of simply appreciating the artist themselves instead of appreciating the artist yourself. :^)
>>130814 First thing: figure out my surroundings. Where in Equestria am I, what kind of pony am I, am I in immediate danger, is Equish equivalent to English, etc…
Second thing: locate a familiar pony, preferably Twilight. Explain my situation.
>>130821 >PhD in Computer Science LMAO have fun being stuck in academia for the rest of your life. Any wise programmer knows to pack up and get into the workforce once they get their Bachelor's.
Academia is actually my plan, Anon. Although strictly speaking, there are plenty of computer science research positions in the private sector that only hire PhDs.
"Alright fine, MOM. But could you at least serve good vegetables? Like raw carrots, celery, or cauliflower? Not this fermented garbage?" >"Well if you really feel that way, fine. I suppose I could make a cold salad or something…" >"Oh my god!"
You and Twilight both turn to look at the strangely excited Blossomforth.
The three of you all spontaneously burst into the Winter Wrap Up song despite the fact that Winter is not supposed to be wrapped up in Ponyville for another few weeks. You consider yourselves lucky to be home alone at this time, lest someone realize how big of dorks you are. When the song is over, you all agree never to tell anyone what just happened.
"So yeah, if you're gonna make me eat veggies, give me something with a little bit of crunch." >"Alright. I think I can do that. Also, did you seriously call me mom earlier? I thought you were calling my mom 'mama'"
"Right, she's 'mama', you're just 'mom'. There's a difference. Mama is more awesome. Mom is just mom."
Blossom throws her hooves around Twilight in a playful embrace. >"Hey, I think Twilight's a perfectly fine mom." >"Oh, you say that now after you refuse to try my perfectly good kimchi. Don't you have an adoptive mom to live with?" >"She's not my mom, she's just my boss. And landlord. And also kind of a friend. But I don't look at her like a mother figure or anything." >"Yeah, but you know her far better than you know me!"
"Face it Twi, you're still gonna be our mom any way you look at it." >"Well then someone needs to get 'mom' a drink."
The power is out over here, so I probably won't be updating tonight, as my laptop is about to die. I was going to go to sleep after posting anyways, so just expect it to be out sometime tomorrow EST at the latest. Sleep tight, fillies.
New update for the updating of things! Anon and Luna have another conversation but things get awkward, so then Anon wakes up and has another conversation with Chrysalis which doesn't become awkward! I hope it isn't too shit, and I also hope you enjoy! >your dream's setting is your apartment >guess your mind's trying to make you as comfortable as possible after that >so you set up yourself with some snacks in front of your computer, trying to find some of that magic you lost when coming to this world >of course, now that there isn't an actual community to sit and shitpost with, it's pretty lackluster >however, at least your brain remembers more porn than you do >so you just sit in front of your dream computer looking at the porn you had saved and eating poptarts >you don't have an insane amount saved, but still enough to warrant some organization to your storage >you never had the biggest collection of anything but you had what you liked, and that's all that mattered >after a few minutes of doing this, you see a blue reflection next to yours in the darker parts of your monitor >shit >"Anonymous, I assume you need my help?" >you close out of everything as fast as you can before turning around, your mouth still half-full of poptart >let's hope Luna wasn't paying enough attention to notice your memorized clop folder >you swallow quickly, only choking on crumbs for a few seconds "Actually, now that you mention it, I do have some more news." >she looks more confused than usual with you after witnessing that display >"Did I interrupt something? "Nope." >"Are you sure? I saw you looking at something that you closed pretty quickly, I c-" "Nah, it's fine." >"If it was something im-" "It wasn't." >"Then what were you-" "Don't worry about it." >Luna only looks more confused now, but your poker face eventually forces her to continue back on the original topic >"… Then I guess I also have some news for you, too. Would you care to go first?" "Sure. Poptart?" >you grab the open box off your desk and hold it in front of her >she looks inside and levitates out one >it's strawberry flavor >good taste >after some inspection, she takes a small bite >her reaction is… interesting >at first, she seems to enjoy it >then, she seems mildly disgusted >finally, an air of disappointment as she swallows the bite >"It's not terrible, but this isn't what I expected from a species of your apparent ability." >regardless of her previous statement, she takes another bite as you start "Well, I told Chrysalis about my plan. She almost immediately shot it down." >Luna swallows another bite and responds with something that gives you no comfort >"Then it's probably not the best of things that Celestia disagreed as well." >rip your plan >you sigh and slump farther into your computer chair before saying anything else "Wow, that sucks. Got any other news that I might need to know about?" >"Yes. Unfortunately, I think everything that could go wrong has gone wrong. Twilight isn't being cooperative and told me that she would be leaving for the badlands as soon as she can, so you should expect her tomorrow at the very earliest." >Damnit, purple! >you had one job! >however, there's one other thing that you should probably ask Luna about >especially since you're not sure why you're in this situation to begin with, despite you even asking for clarification "You have no idea just how wrong it's gone. By the way, I have a question." >Luna swallows her last bite of poptart before replying and pulling another out of the box >"Ask and I'll give whatever guidance I can." "Somehow that conversation with Chrysalis turned into her asking me to… procreate with her."
>>130949 >she drops both the box and the poptart, as well as her jaw >Luna starts blinking and stammering as she tries to figure out exactly what the fuck you just said >"… wHAT" "… and since my brain pretty much shut down there, I agreed." >you try to keep the straightest face you can, but you can't help looking slightly nervous >at least she doesn't seem to care that you never asked a question >the implied meaning must have gotten through >after a few more moments of silence, Luna picks her mouth up off the floor and starts trying to find a reply that would actually help >A-? Hm, mayb-? No, if-?…" >she sighs and looks at you with disappointment and pity >"I've got nothing. All I can say is that you better hope Twilight gets there before you have to endure changeling sex. If not, prepare for changeling sex." >changeling sex? >is it somehow different from normal sex? "What's wrong with changeling sex?" >Luna gathers her thoughts again as she pulls the box of poptarts up off the floor, selecting a new one from it >"I'm not speaking from any perspective besides one of study, and before you get any ideas, it was part of a class that had much more to offer than this. They tend to have much more stamina in this area than the average pony, being able to last for up to 6 minutes. This combined with the pheromones they release being able to force continued copulation means that they can often cause some low-level psychological trauma in their victim from the extended period of this interaction." >6 minutes? >humans can last a lot longer than that, you're fine! "Alright, then I guess I'm physically prepared, at least." >"Physically prepared?" >oh, why did you say that… >now how do you explain this? >guess it just has to come out all at once, like ripping off a bandaid "I guess it's time for an awkward biology lesson! Humans can actually last for over half an hour during sex. Of course, that's not my main problem with this, but at least it means that I won't be too disappointing." >"Then what is your problem?" >Luna just keeps going further into the realm of 'nope', yet she's still asking to try to help you >bless her "This'll actually be the first time I ever do this. Not even with another human." >pokerface.png >she also poker faces >TMI? >TMI, probably >"I don't think I can help you with that, either." "I figured. Sorry about all this, I imagine you didn't want to learn half the things you did." >"At least I'm not my sister." >a few more awkward seconds follow >this tension's not going away >why >wait, why is being her sister a bad thing? >nope, not the time to think about it >it may be an attempt to ease tensions or something, but let's not go further into this hole >we've gone far enough past too far >Luna's on her 4th poptart by now "You enjoying those?" >"Yes, they seemed to have grown on me." "Yeah, back at home I usually have at least one box in the cabinet just for that reason." >that successfully provided a small distraction >shit, now what? >not much, since Luna pulls out a small magic orb from thin air >"Well, it seems you're about to wake up anyway, so I'll just leave now." "Alright, see you later." >and she teleports out as you feel your mind fall back into place
>>130950 >when your eyes open, you see a changeling sitting next to you >when she speaks, you immediately recognize her >"Glad you're awake, Mother wants to talk to you again." >it's Spinneret! "Nice to see you too. Any word on what it's about?" >"She said she wants to ask you about something from earlier today, she didn't tell me anything else." >alright, you're going into this without much of an idea of what's happening >if she's moved up the schedule and is DTF now, then you're not sure what to do >guess you just have to lie down and accept it >literally >Spinneret leads you back through some more rooms and tunnels until you both get back down to Chrysalis's room >the guards are more used to you passing through at this point, so they just step aside as you enter >when you get inside and close the door, you see Chrysalis sitting on the couch and waiting for you >"Welcome back, Anonymous. I have a few questions to ask you, if you don't mind answering them." >you don't really have any other options, so you might as well >you sit down in the chair and nod, waiting for the first question >"You mentioned a hypothetical situation where a truce between me and Celestia happening. What brought that up?" >okay, you don't have to tell her about Luna >yet >and let's hope it stays that way "As you already know, I have connections to the princesses. I figured that if I could get you to agree, then they might be willing to put differences aside to remove a threat and gain an ally. Unfortunately, due to recent circumstance, I don't think it's going to happen anymore." >she dives into thought again, and surfaces a few seconds later >"What if I told you that should this hypothetically happen, I might be willing to agree?" "It would be pretty cool, but I still don't think it would happen." >"Why not?" "Well… Call it a gut feeling." >"Oh. Well, if you can make it happen, then I'll gladly accept." >that's good, now you might want to let her in on some of your apprehensions to the possible fugging >you know, because Luna couldn't give you help "Also, while I'm here, can I let you in on a secret?" >Chrysalis scoots over on the couch and motions for you to come up next to her >you accept the offer, yet you still keep your distance just a bit by leaning against the arm "Well, about the plan for if all else fails… That'll actually be my first time." >you keep a straight face, but you still feel some blood flush your cheeks >she looks down at you with a kind expression and tries to reassure you >"Don't worry. If you need the help, I'll guide you. You have nothing to fear from this, just think of it as… A show of good will between our species." >again with the diplomatic respect >if she's trying to get inside your head, it's definitely working >well, judging by your mental reaction, it's already worked >this actually ends up reassuring you somehow, and it also awakens the phantom whyboner from its thousand-year slumber >dangit "That actually helped, thanks. So, see you tomorrow?" >"See you tomorrow." >you exit the room to go find Emerald again, now a bit less nervous about what's to come tomorrow
"A drink? Sure, sure. You got an ice ball mold?" >"What? No. What are you trying to make here?"
"A very complex cocktail I saw on the Internet a couple of months ago. Fire is involved." >"Okay, I don't even want to know what all this entails. We don't have a ton of booze in the house anyways. Tell you what though, do you know how to make a bloody mary?"
"I think so? Isn't that just tomato juice and vodka?" >"Yeah, but add barbecue sauce and like… a small dash of hot sauce. Also lemon juice."
"I don't know how you managed to make that sound even more gross. Why do people drink this?" >"Same reason people drink in general."
"Fair point."
Blossom is staring intently at you two for some reason. >"Uhh, not to be the buzzkill in the room and all, but aren't you both still kinda fillies? I mean, I get that you were fine for drinking back on Earth, but like, won't this really mess up your liver?"
Twilight shrugs. >"One drink won't kill me. I never was an alcoholic anyways, just a casual drinker." >"Whatever you say."
You head off into the kitchen looking around for ingredients. Surely enough, in a very high up shelf, you find a bottle of vodka. Somehow, you manage to get it down without the bottle slipping out of your hooves and shattering on the ground. The rest of the ingredients are easily found in the fridge. You mix together what you think is a bloody mary into a wine glass, and bring it back into the living room. Twilight accepts the drink eagerly, and makes a cheering motion with it in her telekinesis. >"For I am a sinner in the hands of an angry God. Bloody Mary, full of vodka, blessed are you among cocktails. Pray for me now and at the hour of my death, which I hope is soon, amen."
She takes a sip of the drink and the front door opens. Cadance walks in, dropping a pair of grocery bags as she sets her eyes on Twilight.
"Could you please define drinking, Cadance? Because it clearly looks like Twilight is consuming some liquids. There's nothing wrong with that, right? I drink water all the time."
<"Alcohol! Are you drinking alcohol?"
Despite facing potentially serious trouble with Cadance, and possibly her parents when they come home, Twilight remains perfectly calm. In fact, she takes another sip of her drink before deciding to answer the question. >"I can neither confirm nor deny that there is alcohol in this drink, and even if I did know, that information would be classified."
<"What in Tartarus is that supposed to mean?" >"Simple. It is hypothetically possible that I asked Anon here to make me a virgin mary; a drink that contains no alcohol whatsoever. It is also hypothetically possible that he added some alcohol to it as a prank in revenge for making him eat fermented vegetables for dinner. It is equally possible, however, that I instead requested him to make a bloody mary, which does contain alcohol. In the former case, he would be entirely at fault, and in the latter, it would be me. Since you cannot punish either of us without knowing who is at fault, I will decline to answer."
Cadance stares at Twilight for a few seconds with her mouth hanging half open, dumbfounded. She then turns to you and tries to put on her sweetest little princess face possible.
<"Anon, could you please tell me what it is that Twilight asked you to make her?"
>>130968 >got a 20 for initiative >didn't go into a longwinded spiel about the various meanings and connotations of drinking and their social significance
"She asked for barbecue sauce, hot sauce, and lemon juice. I can't help it if unicorns have gross taste, but ponies imbibe all sorts of weird stuff for larger and more active horns." [ 1d100 = 57 ]
>>130588 >I can't help but feel she would be quite timid with an alien, even if it was disguised as a filly.
Yes, thank you. You are compeletly right. I think I will rewrite this geen. There is a better way to write it so the things I want to happend happens.
I stll don't take this fic so seriously but there is a better way to make this story make sense. It will still be a cyoa.
Also this was what i have written so far. I thought I post it here even if it will not be continued. >Be anon >Since no one rolled about what you should do, you simply stood still on the spot Fluttershy left you in, in a half hour. >When you heard a creaking sound coming from the staircase you turned towards it. It was Fluttershy who was on her way down the stairs. >She had a smile on her face. Maybe she had managed to clean the room so well that she was proud of it. >She scanned the room for you. When she noticed that you stood in the same spot as before, she gave you an surprised look. She then gave you a reassuring smile.
"You don't have to be afraid. I know it can be scary being in someone else home but since you are going to live here, you should make yourself at home." >You were about to answer her but even though it was inconsistent with your previous actions you felt a bit shy towards this pony. So you scraped your previous character and began to work with this new one. >You gave Fluttershy quick side-way glance. In this quick look at her, you could see that her previously reassuring smile had faltered into a grimace due to the lack of answer on your part. >You wanted to start up some small talk. This silence was too awkward to bear yet you couldn't come up with anything of significance at the moment. >You began to suck on your under-lip as you thought about things to say. The more time you stood there with nothing to say the more you hide under your mane. You focused on paving the floor with your hoof to divert you from the embarrassing feeling you were feeling. You were getting a bit nervous. >You felt a hoof on your shoulder. You looked up and saw Fluttershy standing next to you. She stood a bit away from you. She really stretches her hoof to reach you and she did not turn directly towards you but more to the side. It was clear that was trying to give you some space or maybe she didn't want to get to close.
"Oh, little one. You don't have to be scared of me.
I should call this several typos in a row, because that was a mistake on my end. Instead I'm gonna call that a Freudian slip and let Blossom notice, but Cadance not.
>>131084 >>131085 >>131088 >>131089 >>131090 Hahaha, are we really going to have this conversation in everyone of these threads? Has anyone from any side of this debate ever change their mind? It is actually kind of endearing to read this over and over again. What is an anonfilly without this profound question: Is anonfilly having sex with stallion in Equstria gay?
>>131097 Is anonfilly having sex with a stallion gay? Is anonfilly having sex with a mare gay? Is shemaleanonfilly having sex with anonfilly gay?
Why the fuck are we even talking about that? I think people are just confused about being gay while they forgot they're just a bunch of friendly faggots (love you no homo)
>>131121 Someone's already mentioned this thread. Looks like most of the people who are left there are the whiners complaining about how it's "pedophilia" while sucking gallons of semen out of the /mlp/ mods' cocks.
>>131134 >People whining about mod-complaint threads are rule breaking >Not wondering why the amount of complaint threads have gone way, way up to almost constantly being reposted.
If you turned into a filly, then would you eventually try and learn how to play a musical instrument just to get a hobby? I'd try to play an acoustic guitar since I have a strong fondness for guitars.
>>131151 This horse learned to play an acoustic guitar using only two strings inbetween designing dresses on the cutting edge of fashion. Surely you can too.
>>131098 >That thread has been up for over 5 hours >Every other official Anonfilly thread that was made during that time were deleted within the hour I honestly have no idea how the hell that mod is thinking right now…
>>131098 >>131167 Anonfilly threads don't break any of 4chan's rules, but that thread contains several violations of global rule 8: "Complaining about 4chan (its policies, moderation, etc) on the imageboards may result in post deletion and a ban."
>>131190 >Tell me, do you have a favorite pony (other than Anon Filly of course)? I already asked the entire thread that exact question earlier! >>130661
>>130661 that would imply filly is my favorite. Hold on to your pitchforks, I have a reason. While you all are great and I'm not so bad, I think that any of us interacting in real life would be a lot less glamorous than what is written about in the greens. I'll stick to my waifu, and filly will remain an internet friend.
Well Country Roads didn't answer that one, and now I guess it has some attention. For what it's worth, I'm a fan of a number of background ponies, particularly pic related. As far as the Mane Six are concerned… Rarity and Twilight.
>>131197 I was also that really stubborn guy who wouldn't cooperate at all during the dice rolling filly pile a while back. I'll do me, you do you, and if our interests align, then maybe I'll do you. Otherwise, no.
I'm actually surprised psychology is so low. If you go all the way to a PhD in it, you can practice clinical psychology and make bank off of the rampant amount of mental illness in this country. For every tumblrina who has to see a therapist because they can't make it through the day without being triggered, there's someone getting paid good money for it.
>>131238 Medicine is top tier though, and arguably Psychiatry falls under that umbrella, which is a better degree in general. Everything a psychologist can do, and you get to make bank prescribing shit.
>>129055 → >Coffee, just enough cream and sugar to not be bitter, and of course, a chocolate milk for the missus. >Sure does love that chocolate, that's for sure. >"Sooo, any idea what you two want, or do you need another minute?" >"-I'll get a biggest bun, with extra glaze, nuts, and hot fudge on top! Oh, and with whipped cream!" >"Okaaay…" >She scribbles the order down, then looks at you. >You simply wave your hand. "I'm fine." >The mare nods, smiles at your filly, then puts the notepad in her little apron pocket. >"I'll have that right out!" >Filly looks over at you with a slightly annoyed pout. >"How come YOU didn't get anything? You're not just treating ME, are you?" >You can't help but smile. >Yup, sure is your filly, alright. "Well for one, seeing you treated IS my treat." >She opens her mouth- "-Also, I just decided to make dessert first, but we're going somewhere else after this too. And if anything, I could just grab some of the big ass cinnamon roll you're getting. I know you won't finish it." >One of her eyebrows raise slowly. >"Oh, really now? That a challenge?" >You slowly settle into the chair, taking a small sip of your coffee. "And what if it is?" >She pauses for a moment, tapping her lips with a hoof, eyes gazing off to the side. >Then she brightens up, focusing back on you with a smirk. >"Spaghetti dinners, for a WEEK." >Pfft, is that it? >She must've seen the look on your face, because she pops up with her hoof out. >"-AND, you gotta give me perfect mornings, for TWO weeks!" >Two WEEKS? >She must've seen your face drop now, because her smirk just grows. >Man, fourteen days of waking her up with a tongue in her snatch. >-It's not even that part that makes it bad. >It's just having to wake up before her to do it. >And of course, a missed day means three extra… >Fuck, she drives a hard bargain. >…Ohoh, but here's your chance! "Alright, and if I win… it's the collar, for THREE weeks." >Her pupils widen a bit, then shrink. >"THREE WEEKS?!" >She covers her squeaky muzzle with her hooves. >Looking around to make sure nobody was watching her, she looks back. >"Fine, you wanna play like that, then I bet the same! And you better be prepared to make spaghetti and perfect mornings DURING that time!" "Fine!" >"FINE!" >You both shake on it, then the weight of your choice seems to fall on both of you. >If you lose, you're not only going to essentially be her pet-slave, but you're going to have to wear the fucking collar for three weeks. >Again, it's not even the 'do everything she asks' that's bad. >It's just that fucking collar. >Every day. >For three weeks. >Twenty >Four >Seven >Okay, you HAVE to win this shit. >Make sure that she stays drinking that chocolate milk, she'll have less space for the cinnamon roll. >Tilting the glass up, she follows your gaze towards it. >Immediately she stops, then sets it down and pushes it away from her. >Goddamn it.
>>131249 >She gives you an adorable, shit eating grin. >"You ready to be my pet, faggot?" "No you, you're not gonna win this shit." >She narrows her eyes. >"Oh, just watch me." >Right on cue, you hear hoofsteps approaching. >The mare comes back, holding a big ass plate with an equally big ass cinnamon roll in her magical grasp. >The diameter's about eight inches, and the thing raises to five. >Also with the toppings and stuff… >You look over at your filly, who just gulps. >Oh yeah, you win. >Her confidence quickly falters, and you can already imagine how cute she'll look scrunching in a frilly collar with your name on it. >She takes note of your cheeky grin, then glares. >"Fuck you, just watch me!" >Sliding the chocolate milk over, she takes a deep breath, then slams her face straight into the whipping cream. >But before you can start giggling like a little faggot, you see just how effective she is like that. >Just watching her, she takes like a quarter of it before just taking a sip of chocolate milk. >Holy fuck. >Whipped cream and chocolate sticks to her face as she just absolutely destroys the thing, forcing you to grow more anxious with every bite. >She doesn't take any breaks besides the one needed for chocolate milk, and you realize the mistake you've just made. >She's a cartoon horse, she has the physics of one, too. >If Pinkie can fucking inhale an enormous cake in a second, you're sure she could destroy this cinnamon roll. >Though as your mind races, thinking of all the degenerate things she'll have you do, you already notice her slowing down. >Just about three-fourths done, you notice that the only thing cartoon physics gave her was a little bulge in her belly. >She takes another sip of milk, wincing as it goes down. >Her eyes just bore into the rest of the roll, her hoof slowly moving towards it. >She gags slightly and shakes her head. >"Oh god I'm going to fucking die." >She dry heaves again, holding a hoof to her mouth. >Shit, she really wanted to finish that thing. >You quickly look around for the waitress mare, then flag her down. >You point at the plate and make a box shape with your hands. >She glances at it, then your filly, before nodding and going off to get it. >Getting out of the seat, you gently pick her up from her chair and rush over to the guy's restroom first. >It's for one person anyways, who cares. >Moving over the toilet, the second she sees it, she just throws up all of that cinnamon roll into it. >You pet her back gently and grab some toilet paper, cleaning her mouth when you can. >After a while of just filling the toilet up, she's left panting, a low groan coming out of her. >"Okay… I'm done. Uuugh, sink, please." >Bringing her over, you turn on the water and lower her over it. >She starts rinsing her mouth with the water, using her hooves to operate everything while you hold her up by her flanks. >Once she spits a few times, she lazily rolls her back onto the counter, looking up at you. >"Whatever, you win, f-faggot…"
just under 6000 characters, but i still had to cut it moar at some point
"Why thank you, Cadance for giving me your complete and undivided attention. As a princess, I feel you need to be informed about certain current events which are relevant to matters of state. Namely, the Griffonian apartheid state."
<"What?"
You can hear snickering in the background from Twilight, who is finishing off the rest of her bloody mary.
"Griffons have been kicked out of over 100 Equestrian municipalities for their failure to properly integrate into pony society, and indeed, for their antisocial proclivities. They now live in territory originally owned by the old pegasopolan empire, yet they outright exclude pony-kind from living within their borders."
<"What the hell are you… you know what, I don't care. Just tell me what Twilight told you to make!"
"To make matters worse, the griffons have been engaging in usury to both deplete the Equestrian treasury and finance their war of oppression against the breezies, who used to live peacefully within the pegasopolan empire. And yet despite all of this criminal behavior they engage in, it is considered taboo to even question them in Equestrian society."
<"Okay, fine, shut up already. See what I care!"
She picks up the grocery bags and storms off into the kitchen to put them away. Only a second later, you hear her shouting once more.
>>131253 Quote Twilight from earlier: Cadance still doesn't know if Twilight asked you to make a Bloody Mary. Whether or not the vodka is out is irrelevant. [ 1d100 = 5 ]
>>131253 If Cadance threatens to mention this to your parents mention the "secret wrestling" she does with SA and ask innocently what that's all about and why she's trying to hide it from their parents. If she doesn't, then tease her about that time she got her fur covered in syrup. [ 1d100 = 20 ]
>>131253 An admirable attempt to trap me in a confession, but there is no evidence that I have any knowledge about any vodka that may or may not have been left on a counter. [ 1d100 = 20 ]
>>131253 Try to deter Cadance from accusing you or Twilight and if she persists, say that another thing ponies shouldn't do is have sex without marriage first. [ 1d100 = 6 ]
>>131252 >Pet play might not be my fetish it's not so much pet play, and more like "you're my slave so you wear this collar" but yeah i just think filly in a collar is fuckin cute
>>131238 Those tumblrinas aren't employing therapists though, they're too poor and their shit jobs aren't gonna pay for mental health insurance. They just complain all day.
"How do you know I didn't drink it myself, huh Cadance? You aren't exactly the best at setting examples. In fact, I'm pretty sure you were hung over this morning!"
She storms back into the living room looking a bit miffed.
<"Hey, you know what? I'm an adult; I can drink. You're a filly. If you really drank that booze, it could seriously hurt you."
"You're not an adult, you're a teenager. You shouldn't be drinking either. Know what else you shouldn't be doing? Having sex before marriage. I know about that 'special wrestling' you and Shining have been doing when Twi and I aren't looking."
<"Oh please, when would I ever have the opportunity for doing anything like that when in case you haven't noticed, there's no privacy in this house!" >"Except in the basement. Is that what you're mad about? Are you mad we're keeping you from making me an aunt at age ten?"
<"You know I'm pretty sure I could just ground you both right now for being a couple of brats!" >"Well you'll never get an hour alone with Shiny in my room with no interruptions that way."
<"I… what?" >"Yeah, this is a bribe. I give you an hour a week to fool around in my room with Shiny, no questions asked. You look the other way when I get up to shenanigans like drinking and casting dark magic."
<"Are you serious?" >"Are you a sex-deprived alicorn of love?"
<"…You know what? Twice a week." >"Thrice every two weeks and keep it to when Anon's out of the house. Also you have to clean up after yourselves. You cool with that Anon?"
Hey everybody, I'm back again! I saw my reflection today, and it's starting to show that I only get about 6 hours of sleep! That's not why I'm here though, so here's some more of my story for you all. It's pretty much filler, but it's new experiences and world building, which I personally am a fan of. Enjoy! >that was interesting >you got confirmation that your plan could work as long as Twilight and Celestia don't fuck it up >this isn't as bad as you thought >now you just need to find Emerald again >that's much easier said than done >you wander around the hive for the second time today and eventually find her taking a breather with some water "Hey, sorry I couldn't find you immediately. Your mom wanted to talk to me again, and it seemed pretty important." >"It's fine, I wasn't really doing anything interesting anyway. I'm going to help out the caretakers after this, and unfortunately I don't think you can help with that, but I don't think you can't watch!" >alright, cool >at least you can stick around "What do the caretakers do?" >Emerald finishes her water, gets up and tells you >"They take care of all the hatchlings when Mom can't for whatever reason. Mom hasn't been able to lately because she says she's planning something, so the caretakers have been doing a lot of it and need all the help they can get." >oh >oh shit >they might not need that extra help for very long, since Chrissy's out of babymaking supplies >and now you feel bad, since that was kind of in bad taste >wait, why is Emerald looking at you like that? >"Anonymous, are you alright?" >shit, you were giving it away again! "Yeah, I'm fine. Let's go, if you're ready." >she shrugs and motions for you to follow her before heading down a hallway >after a few more twists, turns, and inclines, you two reach a room that looks a bit more child-friendly than the ornate architecture of the rest of the hive >edges are dulled, decorations are simpler, and there are a few colors other than slate gray and obsidian black >they're also stone colors, however they're more interesting varieties like granite and marble >must have had to pull these from elsewhere since the aesthetics don't really seem natural compared to everything else >still, it's a change in scenery >you don't see any changelings in here, though >there are two hallways that branch off from the room which both seem to lead to more interesting places, at least judging by what you can hear >on the right is the sound of babbies, and the left holds sounds more akin to a school "Which way from here?" >"To the right is the nursery. All the eggs and hatchlings are raised there until they mature enough to learn, which is when they go to the place on the left. That's where we learn about the various jobs and what we can do. You can go down either, but just remember to not disturb anypony. I'm going to the right, though; I'm still tired of that room to the left." >so she has similar opinions about school to any other filly, then "I guess I'll follow you." >you two head down the right hallway and see multiple rooms, each holding a couple of changelings and various younger ones of different age >as you two go farther down the hall though, the young ones get younger and younger until you two get to the last room >the last room has the most adult changelings in it, but the least in total >that's because it's occupied by eggs >there's nothing but shiny green and blue eggs >almost like polished crystal >but they're not, they're eggs >still, you feel oddly compelled to touch one >it looks like it would be really smooth >when you focus on the rest of the room though, you find that it's a lot larger than the others >there's also not as many eggs as it looks like there should be >Emerald doesn't seem to care though, as she calmly walks over to one of the others in the room >"Welcome back, Em. I see you brought the guest with you, is she here to help too?" >"No, I just told her to watch for now since this is a delicate job. How many new arrivals today?" >the older changeling seems a bit apprehensive about telling her >you know the exact reason why, too >"The thing is… There are none."
>"None? What's wrong?" >"Mother is having some problems, and as a result, there are no new arrivals." >Emerald gets a nervous look on her face as she walks back to you >"Well, I guess I can still show you what happens around here. I hope Mom's alright…" >she then shows you what a caretaker does and how they do it >they make sure each egg is properly cared for by keeping them warm with heated sand as well as inspect them every day for any cracks or signs of development >gotta make sure they're all developing properly >as it turns out, they get shinier the further through development they are >it must be a bad sign that they're all really shiny, then >wait, no >they're ordered in terms of shininess >all the duller ones are at the back of the room getting the most attention >you still manage to resist your urge to touch one, as smooth and shiny as they look >as Emerald continues to demonstrate the procedures to taking care of them and explaining it along the way, you find your mind drifting again >Twilight said she was coming here to get you, and knowing her, she'll be here as soon as possible >that means that she'll probably be here tomorrow at some point, and that will throw a pretty big wrench into what's left of your plan >you really don't want that to happen, but you're still not entirely on board with replicating your visit to Celestia with Chrysalis >you remember that you're also wearing your shirt right now, too >how long have you been wearing it? >a couple days, probably >ew >you're definitely going to have to wash it when you get back >you're also going to have to remember to take it off before Chrysalis changes you back tomorrow, if that even happens >this is your favorite blue shirt and now your only blue shirt >that's ignoring the fact that it's also just your only shirt, but still! >you plan on getting home someday, and when you get there, you want to keep your shirt >it's comfy and you've had it for years >time to snap back to reality! >Emerald's still explaining about stuff and you two have moved over to a different part of the room as she explains what different ways things need to be done for eggs of different stages of development >wow, she knows a lot about this >this was probably what she was going to do before she got to go out and meet you >and then your friendship gave her a new perspective on life that made her immediately show preference to spying >all because you showed her that friendship is magic >title drop! >she definitely seems more serious here than she was in Ponyville though, that's for sure >after she finishes helping out some more, Emerald says goodbye to the other caretakers and you two leave >"Well, did you enjoy that?" "It was a bit interesting. This entire trip's interesting, though, you've been showing me a lot of cool stuff!" >she blushes and gives you a flattered smile >"T-thanks, I've never had a friend to show all this before. I'm glad you find it interesting!" >her green eyes seem to get just a bit brighter after your comment, too >did you just feed her? >yeah, you probably did >oh well, as Jesus once said, "love thy neighbor", and Emerald's pretty much a neighbor right now >if not, she's a roommate "So, anything else cool you want to show me? Also, what time is it?" >Emerald thinks to herself before igniting her small horn with a column of teal magic >"The time's about sundown, and I really don't have anything else to do today. What do you want to do?"
>>131332 >what do you want to do? >a great many things you can't do, but now that you think about it, your trip to the bathroom today left a sizeable void in your body >it may be time for food "I guess I'm pretty hungry, how about you?" >"Yeah, I think I'm about ready for dinner too." >so you two head back down to the mess hall to get some more food >this time you don't overload your plate with krait >you still take some though, moderation being a thing and all >you also grab plenty of things that look like a pony should be able to eat and not suffer from >some leafy vegetables, some fruit, stuff your mom would appreciate you eating instead of nothing but poptarts and frozen pizza >after you get everything, you and Emerald sit at an unoccupied table and get into another conversation >you both finish your food as the conversation shifts over to geopolitics and global happenings and you both also head back over to the resting room >it's not too far of a walk, and the conversation doesn't have much time to go anywhere from there >also, it doesn't come to blows or hurt feelings because neither of you know very much about this world's geopolitical climate >it's mostly just speculation on both of your parts >when you two get there, Emerald lets out a pretty big yawn >she must be pretty tired >"Hey, do you mind if I turn in a bit early? I'm pretty tired after today." "Not at all, you definitely worked harder than I did." >well then, if she's going to sleep then what do you do? >she hops into a nearby bed and motions for you to get in with her >"I'll still talk to you, just don't expect me to stay awake for too much longer." >not wanting to disappoint her, you climb in next to Emerald >she pulls the covers over both of your heads and shifts a bit so she's facing you "Why'd you do that?" >"I thought it was a bit cold. Plus, I think it's a bit more comfortable. So, where did we leave off?" "Uh… Oh yeah, the Equestrian Reserve." >and so you two continue on for another while until Emerald closes her eyes >you wait for a little bit longer until you think she's asleep before trying to get back out >despite all your sneakiness though, she still responds >"Stay… Please…" >you look back at her and she hasn't even opened her eyes >that's fucking adorable >so you decide to stay, partially because you have no idea what you would've done if you hadn't >it's a big hive and you still have no idea where you are or where you're going when you go somewhere >the only point you know how to get to is Chrysalis's room, and that's only because it's on the lowest level >so you stay under the sheets with Emerald >it goes quite similarly to the day before yesterday >the only difference is that instead of feeling her fur against yours, you feel her exoskeleton >it's an odd feeling, but not unpleasant >it's still warm and a bit flexible, but it's also very smooth >this is an interesting feeling to say the least >your phantom boner doesn't make an encore appearance this time, though >either you're starting to think of her as more of a friend than anything else, or you just subconsciously don't like this feeling >she still falls right back to sleep though, and after a few more thoughts about the future and what's in store, you do too
>>131326 Damn. Twi, is fucking real. Also, we have an interest in this. So, maybe on our way past Cady to get a little glass of our own, we whisper a little something in her ear. "You don't have to wait until I'm gone, you know." Should get a fun reaction at least.
>>131336 Also, wouldn't Cadance freak out over Twilight's response? Anonfilly she might understand because she's biologically 12 and comes from unknown circumstances, but Twilight has had a relatively sheltered life and yet at 10 is openly talking about sex.
"Sure, sure, just make sure you wrap it before you tap it and all. Also, I want in on that immunity."
Cadance sighs.
<"You two strike a hard bargain, but deal."
She shakes each of your hooves and the room falls silent. Blossom is staring on at the three of you with awe and confusion. >"What the heck just happened?"
Twilight wraps a hoof around Blossom and points the other out towards you and Cadance. >"Collusion my dear Blossomforth. Pure, mutually beneficial, collusion." >"But, but… how?" >"I'll tell you when you're older, sweetie."
"Yeah, I'm not even sure myself, but whatever. I'm gonna get a drink." >"Go easy on yourself. You may be an Earth pony, but you're still a filly like me. No more than one drink will be enough to get you hammered."
"Yeah yeah, whatever, MOM."
As you walk past Cadance into the kitchen, you decide on a whim to whisper into her ear.
"You don't have to wait until I'm gone, you know."
<"And just what is that supposed to mean?"
"It means you should see the look on your face right now, priceless. But in all seriousness, try not to break the poor stallion."
<"You two fillies are way too corrupted, you know that?"
You tune out the conversation that seems to follow between Blossom and Cadance as you search around the kitchen for cocktail ingredients. Quite unfortunately, there isn't a lot of alcohol behind the vodka and a bottle of brandy that you're pretty sure Mama Velvet uses to refill her flask. There is some orange juice available though, so you decide to make a simple screwdriver and pop in a silly straw to enjoy it with. You remember to put away the booze this time, however. While Twilight may have been able to bribe Cadance, you're pretty sure she couldn't do anything about Night Light.
You walk into the living room, sit down next to your friends, and enjoy your drink. All said, today was a good day.
>>131414 >implying she shouldn't be pregnant already at her age >implying filly isn't scrunching like a madmare cause they'll be using her room and she can't even watch
>>131393 >>131328 >>131421 [ 1d100 = 77 ] Tell Candance that you only were kidding about using contraceptives. Try to presuade having children is what she really want in life. If she doesn't want to and refers to your deal, go up into SA room, find his condoms and poke holes in them.
"Oh, I was not scared. Uhh, just…" You trailed off, scratching your chin with a hoof. "Just meditating. It is an important tradition amongst my people but we usually require a tv for it."
"Oh, is that the device you use to summon images of us to fap to?" She said with a hint of annoyance in her tone.
"Yes, but that is just one of the many devices one can use for that." You spoke quietly and looked at the floor. This was not how you wanted your first meeting with Fluttershy to be. However, you were a bit annoyed by all this. Yes, knowing that an alien from another universe jerked it to images of you was probably an awkward and even a disgusting experience but they would not have known that if they didn't kidnap you in the first place. You could also have lied to them but you were completely honest with them. Why was Fluttershy judging you for this? Was she annoyed because she thought it was morally wrong to jerk it or disgusted at you for masturbating to her? >You noticed that Fluttershy was now looming over you, glaring at you. Faint twitches around her lips could be seen and the way her mane fell covered the only light in the room, that came from a lanthern hanging inceiling in the middle of the room, from reaching you made her seem meanicing. >This new development stopped your thought processes. Sitting down on your haunches, you stared up into her perceing eyes. Your lips trembled.
"You seem scared to me." >If you hadn't been so scared, you would have called her out for being juvenile. Instead, you croak out,
"Well, I use to be six feet and now I am…" You didn't get to finished what you were saying as a hoof slammed down beside you, hitting the floor with a loud thud.
"Do you really think this sort of behavior is okay?"Yeah, I know why isn't she just saying something along the lines, "enough with your lies or enough with this farce" Fluttershy roared in your face. >Rearing back by hear suddden and powerful outburst, you push your back against the closed door. Pressing yourself with your hooves into it, away from Fluttershy. >You don't know if it is the filly body or not but tears starts to well out of your eyes. They pour down on your cheeks. You looked with wide eyes at her. >Even though, you were scared of doing it, you spoke up. She couldn't treat you like this. You weren't asked to be brought here nor did you ever have the intention to share your fapping habits with them.
"Why did you ponies bring me here if you didn't want to learn about me anyway?" >Then the unthinkable happened.
Also, the spoiler contains spoilers. I had to finish here since I ran out of time. I really intended to get a bit futher before I stopped.
>>131576 Hahaha, oh man. I like how it actually decreases from a roll of 3 to a roll of 2. I would say what are the odds but we already know what the odds are. :^D
>>131585 ice cream/her favorite food, and pettings with mane brushing i wouldnt leave her side until i saw a smile on her face unless, you know, i was the reason she wasnt smiling, then id just kms myself
>here we see a much rarer species of filly, a pegasus, equipped with much more fluff and a fuller plume, this one has already seemed to have found a mate, a practice somewhat uncommon amongst the anonfillies >*filly spreads her wings out and moves towards an anon* >and while it is uncommon for the fillies to find a suitable mate, curiously it isn't uncommon for them to mate amongst what was once their own species >*retarded music plays* >as the filly moves closer towards her potential mate, he takes interest >the anon looks over, curious, a good sign for her >she prepares herself for an optimal presentation >*filly puffs her chest out* >then performs her mating dance >https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zkjA8mzG0os >it seems the anon has taken full interest now, clearly impressed with the filly before him >the anon approaches the filly as the mating dance is over >she has won, and has bagged a mate >making a squeak of victory, she is taken into the arms of her new mate >and is promptly laid on her back, to begin mating immediately, another common practice amongst the anons >and as they usually mate for life, we are certain, that this will simply be one of many public matings that these two will share together >*anon unzips dick and puts it into the filly* >*she moans while other ponies now walk by, blushing furiously and trying to avoid eye contact* >*schlicking sounds fill the air as the filly gets pounded into mush on the ground* >simply fascinating… >*pause, then schlicking sounds from behind the camera* >*stays on the couple as schlicking intensifies and more moans are heard*
But why is filly sad? I personally find the most comfort in the warm embrace of someone you share love with. Maybe filly just needs someone to hold her and to talk to? Or maybe she's not a talker? It's a lovely day out. A walk through all that beauty might lift her spirits some. Especially if she can share it with someone else. Maybe we could visit somepony? Or maybe we could go to the store and pick up some stuff to put together a nice meal? That could be fun. And hey, if she wants to do some bandana shopping, or even try on some other garments if she's that kind of faggot, well… Cute happy pone is reason enough for me. Maybe it would lift her spirits just to have someone to care about her and love her. And to hear them say it, of course.
Drink, and anything else, are only any good if you indulge in the company of others, otherwise it does nothing but help you lose track of time. But I'll always be there if I can. Sometimes we all need a really good friend and a little less inhibition in our lives. If that's what filly needs, I'll be there.
I don't have much of a sweet tooth myself, but I hear fillies like ice cream and stuff.
>>131585 Snuggle her up on the couch, get two mugs of hot chocolate, and start reading her The Lord of the Rings Trilogy until she falls asleep in your arms.
The rest of your day goes by pretty uneventfully, barring a few drunken antics that involving Twilight, dabbing, and pretending not to be drunk in front of Velvet and Night Light. Blossom eventually leaves to head home, and Shiny takes it upon himself to walk her home, given that it is pitch black outside, and she's still a filly. You're pretty sure he can be trusted not to do anything stupid with her. As night falls, you end up falling asleep next to a very drunk, and unusually cuddly Twilight, who asks that you agree never to discuss this when you're sober.
When you wake up the next morning, the hangover you receive gives you a good idea that drinking cocktails should perhaps not be a regular activity - just once in a while. Fortunately, Twilight knows the ultimate hangover cure, which in Equestria appears to be a sandwich covered in eggs sunny side up, fried jalapenos, provolone cheese, and a sunflower. After breakfast, you set out to do more party planning, which mostly consists of finding out when all of your friends should be able to attend a party together, and also explaining why you're having a party for this in the first place when they all met you while you had your cutie mark. Ultimately, you manage to get an agreement from all of them to attend next Saturday. Twilight, meanwhile, manages to convince Mama Velvet to allow the party to be held in the tree house.
The weekdays that follow are mostly pretty boring. You go to school, you pretend to learn, and you hang out with your circle of friends, which has only managed to increase as a result of Blossom and Twilight's efforts. Noteworthy, for what he's worth, is a pretty cool colt. He sings like a pop-star and seems to get along with Rarity. Of course, he's also a year older than her, and her parents seem very suspicious of him despite usually being fairly nice ponies to be around. You suspect that some ponies in Ponyville might be treating you a little bit better just because you're in the majority demographic as a female Earth pony.
When Friday rolls around and you come home from school and hoofball, you find a brown package on your doorstep, along with a postcard from Manehatten. It seems Lyra has finally gotten back to you.
>>131746 If anyone asks, it's a silicon sculpture from our favorite Neighponese cartoon: Bad Dragon. And Cadance can play with it whenever she wants. [ 1d100 = 97 ]
>>131575 Anonfilly confirmed retarded for immediately spilling that he violates the privacy of everyone for his depraved sexual desires. Probably the only filly that can set Fluttershy off like that.
>>131763 Ehh, I dunno man. It's all pretty silly. They are all sexual creatures, of course they will want to have sex with others. And the Mane 6 are celebrities. Of course, being well known, lots of ponies will want to have sex with them.
I know my shitty update schedule is memeable at this point, but I do have some work that needs to be done tonight. If I'm not too tired I might still be able to hammer one out after for you guys.
Alright fillies and possible gentlecolts, I bring you an update full of new shit! it's actually my largest update yet at 14000 characters. Twilight's leaving to retrieve Anon, Chrysalis is preparing to stop her, and Anonymous is still trying to bring peace between both parties. Can he do it, or will it devolve into senseless fighting? If it's the latter, then who wins? Twilight, or Chrysalis? Keep paying attention and you'll figure it out! >when your surroundings come back into focus, you're in your apartment again >and your brother's there >and you two are playing vidya >it would be pretty cool, but unfortunately, you're not really home >you're also not with your real brother >you also won't have either for a considerable amount of time >so instead you wait for Luna to show up again >you've got more news for her >after a few minutes of waiting, Luna appears in your kitchen and walks over >"Good evening, Anonymous. Has anything changed for the better?" "Actually, yes. Chrysalis talked to me again and after some explanation, agreed to be cooperative if we could pull this off. Don't worry, she still doesn't know about you." >"That's fantastic! I just spent the time checking various things and putting together an argument to use against my sister. Also, I did confirm that Twilight would be there by tomorrow evening. I hope she doesn't mess anything up, but if you can get through to her, then it might just be enough to tip Celestia in our favor!" >is there a way your plan could still work? >there just might be! "Nice! Any advice?" >Luna considers everything she knows about Twilight over the course of a few seconds >"Unfortunately, no. I haven't spent nearly enough time around her to be able to help you convince her of something, but as a starting point, why not just tell her what you told me?" >oh, duh >the exact argument you already used to get one of the royals on your side to begin with "I guess I should've remembered that. Alright, so what do you want to do while you're still here?" >"Do you have any more poptarts? Oh, and is that computer still in use?" >she points over to the one being held by your "brother", completely oblivious to the situation "I don't think so, go ahead." >you close your eyes and remove the dream entity from your room and replace it with a dream prop >when you open your eyes, Luna has a box of poptarts and is sitting where your "brother" was >you two spend the rest of this time sitting and playing games until you wake up >. . . >when you open your eyes, you realize that you woke up before Emerald >you also notice that she's currently hugging you from behind >as adorable as that is, you've got business to attend to >you've gotta warn Chrissy about Purple >you wiggle your wat out of bed as smoothly as you can so that you don't wake Emerald up >once you're out, you look around to get your bearings >there are a few doors nearby, and each one of them leads to somewhere where you can go further down >cool, let's see if you can navigate your way to Chrysalis on your own >you head out into a hallway and start walking, passing a few changelings along the way >most give you a glance as you pass, but none try to stop you or get in your way >it seems that they realize you have a purpose for walking around alone >as you go farther and farther down, you try to figure out the best way to go about telling Chrysalis >no way like the blunt way >when you get down to the door leading into Chrysalis's room, the guards are the first to stop you >"Before we let you pass, what business do you have for the Queen?" "I have news about something that will happen today that she needs to hear." >"What is your news?" "Twilight Sparkle is on her way." >both guards look at each other with a slightly nervous expression before one of them turns back to you >"You may pass."
>>131808 >they step aside and one of them knocks on the door >not too long after, Chrysalis opens it >"Good morning Anonymous, I didn't expect you to be awake for another while. Come in, please." >she stands to the side in the entry room, letting you pass and then closing the door >"What brought you here so early? Are you eager for today?" >you stand in front of her as she sits down on the couch again "I'm here for a different reason. Twilight's on her way here." >Chrysalis near instantly goes from a calm expression to one of complete shock >"How did she already find you? Spinneret assured me that it would take at least 3 days for her to figure it out and a 4th to get here!" >you may have to come clean about this >she leans on an arm of the couch, holding her hoof against her forehead and running through details in her head as you gather the nerve necessary to finally tell her "Before you hear what I have to say, I just want you to know that it was in the best of intentions and that it can still work if Twilight can be convinced." >Chrysalis's eyes slowly drift to you as she absorbs what you just said >"What did you do." "To start off, I'll tell you that I've been getting visits from Princess Luna regularly in my sleep. Now, on the first night I was here is when I got the idea for the possible truce. I shared that idea with Luna, and after some time, I managed to convince her that it was a good idea and told her to send a letter to Twilight telling her that I was fine and that she needed to wait for me. Unfortunately, Twilight did the exact opposite of that and is now fully aware of both my plan and how she's going to mess it up." >Chrysalis stands up and sighs, still facing away from you >"I suppose I can't blame you for trying. I was once like that, so I can understand why you tried. Just remember this: no matter how much ponies talk of friendship and acceptance, it all stops as soon as you aren't one of them. I learned that the hard way." >are we going to get a backstory? >that would certainly be interesting! >"Anyway, thank you for the warning. I suppose I should go prepare for this, in case things get as violent as I expect." >oh >Chrysalis leaves the room to talk to the guards, telling them to get everypony to one of the secondary exits and to wait for further instructions >"Anonymous, I want you to follow them. This is probably going to get too dangerous for you to be in the main area of this hive." >after this, she walks off to somewhere else in the hive and leaves you with the guards >be Twilight >there's still about an hour before you have to be at the train station, and you're doing everything you can to ensure that you can get Anonymous back >you've memorized all the spells you need and have even packed a couple of magic batteries in case things go wrong >you can't underestimate your opponent, Chrysalis has defeated your mentor and every other alicorn twice now >you even researced a few healing spells in case you get injured >now you just need to make sure that everything is all set here "Spike, do you have everything you need?" >"Yeah, I still have the list and I packed the rest of your bag like you asked. >good, looks like you've got an hour to kill >might as well take the scenic route to the station >be Chrysalis >Twilight is coming to take Anonymous back, presumably by force >you are nowhere near strong enough to stand a chance against her as you are now >you need to get as powerful as you can before she gets here >you're probably going to need to use up the rest of your supply of love >desperate times… >you make your way to a room that few of your changelings know about and open up a small box >inside it is another small box, a key and a note >"Only use this if it's absolutely necessary, you set this aside for a reason." >you left yourself that note when you first built a hive out here, just in case you ever needed a boost to get you through a few extra days before you could get a sizeable population to help >in all the years that you've been out here, you've never needed the contents of this box until yesterday >now you're going to use the rest of it up in defense of all you care about
>>131809 >if you die, so be it >just as long as none of your children have to >besides, one of them will rise to the task of taking over and become a new queen soon enough >probably Emerald, she's still young enough to hold the position for a long time and she's shown to be able to do whatever task lies in front of her no matter what >no, don't get all ready to die! >you still have a chance! >after all, you did manage to subdue the monster that corrupted your children and drain her of her life >that cunt could beat Twilight whenever she wanted, somehow >no wonder she was at the top of Equestria's watch list >it brought you much satisfaction to remove her from existence >and if you could do that, then you can easily stop Twilight! >however, you were still much stronger when you did that >you've been steadily declining until now >you can barely even do a simple spell right now, much less take on a pony of Twilight's level >not wasting any more time, you open the second box to expose a shining pink orb that shimmers like the surface of a lake >it's a little smaller than a hoofball, but it's pure love >you touch the tip of your horn to it and feel it begin to flow into you >as you take in more and more of it, you feel your strength return to a level you deem acceptable >when you look back inside the box though, all you see is a small pinkish marble with a dull glow >you've taken all you can, any more and you'll have to rebind a whole new pearl to hold love for you >is that all you're worried about right now? >having to make a new orb should be the least of your worries, you're going to fight Twilight Sparkle! >you sigh once again as you touch your horn to what remains of the once-full orb and drain the last of the love from it, leaving it as a small white bead >you're as prepared as you can get for what's coming, now you just have to make sure everypony else is >be Anonymous >you were told to follow the guards >you did, and they led you to a place that looks an awful lot like a barrack >from there, they ordered every other guard present to begin sweeping for changelings and to inform any other guards not here of their orders "Can I help in any way?" >"Sorry, but no. If something happened and you got injured, the Queen wouldn't be happy. We have everything under control, anyway." >well, you offered >after this, the guards split up and head in all different directions >one of them leads you to an entrance room, though >she tells you to wait here and heads back down into the rest of the hive >over time, you see more and more changelings come in and wait with you >eventually, Emerald joins you in the room >"Anonymous, what's going on? Why is everypony getting ready for an emergency evacuation?" "Twilight found me." >her face pretty much mimics Chrysalis's expression and even a few changelings turn and look at you when you say this >needless to say, they get pretty surprised too >none of them speak up, though >cool >after that, both of you stay silent >you both pretty much know what Twilight's arrival means >after a while and a lot more changelings piling into the room, Chrysalis and a few guards show up in the doorway >"I'm sure many of you have heard by now, but Twilight Sparkle is on the way to our hive. Because of this, I've tasked the guards with evacuating all of you. I'm not willing to risk any of your lives over this, and as such, I'm ordering you all to go to the backup location and wait. I will find you when it's over, and if I don't, then assume the worst. I love you all, goodbye." >Chrysalis turns around and walks back into the depths of the hive, but the guards stay and move to the exit >they start moving Changelings outside, which is when you realize something >if you're not here, then everything's definitely going to fall apart
>>131810 >you force your way back through the crowd, and by some miracle, you aren't stopped >probably because they all know you're the reason Twilight's on the warpath >oh well, all the better! >you're the reason this happened, and you're going to make sure it gets a happy ending! >after you're sure nopony else is around, you try to find Chrysalis >after some searching and many separate instances of going in circles, you eventually find her in a cavernous room that looks like a differently decorated version of Celestia's throne room >there are two rows of massive stone columns going down the length of the room and the walls are decorated with suspended statues instead of stained glass windows >the throne itself is also very different >it's much simpler and without a small set of stairs leading up to it >as soon as your reverberating hoofsteps reach Chrysalis's ears, she immediately looks up at you >"Anonymous, what are you doing? I told you to follow the guards!" "I'm the whole reason this started, so I'm not going to let you fix my mistake for me." >be Chrysalis >this human continues to baffle you >after all the altruism he's already shown, he still thinks that he needs to help in some way >even though he wouldn't be here if it wasn't for you, he's still willing to stand with you to make sure that everything goes okay "Fine, I can't stop you from doing what you think is yours to do. However, I'm not going to let any harm come to you. If I tell you to run, you need to run no matter what Twilight says. This could get very dangerous, very quickly." >"Not if I can help it. I've got a plan, and if Twilight really cares about me enough to go all this way, then it's going to work regardless of how violent it gets. All you need to do is keep a transformation spell on standby in case things get bad." >Anonymous has a plan? >it also sounds better than 'fight Twilight and collapse the hive around you two if you start losing' >and he's willing to do all this for somepony he met only a couple of days ago! >if all goes well, you're definitely choosing him as a potential mate "I'll follow your lead then, just tell me what you need me to do and when." >"All we need to do for now is just wait." >be Twilight >the train was on time and everything else went smoothly >you've got all that you need packed >Spike did everything else you needed him to before you left >all the spells you know are ready for use >you know where Anonymous is, to an extent >Celestia told you where in a letter that gave you the outpost that detected the hive and the direction it's in >you're prepared to fight Chrysalis >all else that needs to happen is for you to get there, and you can't make the train go any faster >all you can do then is wait
You don't even bother checking out the postcard and quickly make a dash for the basement. As you approach the door, however, you find a problem - there's a horseshoe on the doorknob. This is a sort of secret communication from Cadance and Shining Armor that the room is "in use". They've done this once before, so per their 3 every 2 weeks rule, that leaves them with one more opportunity to fuck before next Saturday. Unfortunately, it means you can't really go into the basement just yet. Last time you tried, Cadance was pretty clear that you don't get to watch.
Twilight is sitting on the couch reading a spellbook, and your adoptive parents are not home. What do?
I was about a couple of sentences into typing up an update and then you posted. Did you not read the part where we said "and your adoptive parents are not home"? Either way, you're 2 off, so the vegemite eater gets it.
For a few brief moments you consider banging loudly on the door and telling Cadance and Shining Armor to hurry the fuck up. Your brain, however, has other ideas. Obviously, such a distraction would kill their mood and make them take even longer to finish. Further, it could be interpreted as going back on your deal. Twilight did say they'd be uninterrupted, after all. Logically, this means you'll have to find some better place to play.
The simple answer to this is the bathroom. You're not sure why Cadance and Shining didn't just try this instead of taking such a backroom deal, but obviously you wouldn't know a damn thing about keeping a romantic mood up, being a virgin and all. Regardless, you sneak away and lock the door behind you. You crawl into the bathtub, figuring that this would be the logical place to do this.
As you open the package, you find an assortment of items. Searching around, you manage to find what you were hoping for - a very well-polished, smooth wooden dildo. And and accompanying butt plug.
"Lyra, you magnificent bastard."
You waste no time shoving both items into their respective holes and experimenting with the sensations of them. As you had thought, but nonetheless ignored, shoving a plug into your asshole without any sort of lubrication wasn't going to work well. So you spat on it a few times and it eventually managed to make its way in. The dildo was another matter entirely. It was fine as long as you were in the mood. A few minutes of fantasy about Cheerilee's sweet virgin pussy manages to get you wet enough for the dildo to slide in with no problems.
After a good ten minutes of pretending that your dildo is double ended and that Cheerilee is on the other end, you finally reach a conclusion that this would probably be better in your real bed… and also that you don't know the first thing about ass play. So you put down your toys, wash them thoroughly, and set about checking out the rest of the package.
The first thing you notice is a photograph. Lyra is sitting next to another filly who you can easily identify as Coco Pommel, smiling with their hooves wrapped around each other as if they were the best of friends.
Next, you find a letter, which you suppose is an update on Lyra's situation. You waste no time in reading it.
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Dear Anon,
Long time, no speak. Hope things have been going well for you and Twilight, as well as Blossomforth if you've met her yet. I hear she's a bit spunky, but I've never met her personally. Hopefully you didn't try and do anything too silly while waiting for your dildos - which I'm willing to bet you grabbed before reading this letter, you little pervert ;). I hope you enjoyed those, by the way. They've got a weak stasis enchantment put on them, so the material should never degrade to the point of giving you a splinter. Cool, right?
Well anyways, if you're wondering how I've been doing, the answer is actually pretty damned amazing. Managed to get a place to stay on the first day, and managed to meet the coolest octogenarian you'll ever meet. She'd be the filly next to me in the attached photo, and her name's Coco. What, she doesn't look 82? Well, she's a huge fan of Frank Sinatra and likes line dancing. In case it wasn't obvious, she's from Earth too, and she's the one I'm staying with. She came to Equestria about 4 months ago or so, so she's still kind of getting used to things.
Anyways, moving to Manehatten was definitely a smart choice. The ponies here really know how to appreciate good music, so I've been making decent money. Enough so that I even felt like picking you up some souvenirs, like this crystal snowglobe I picked up at a flee market for dirt cheap. Maybe you'll find a use for it, I don't know. I also found some bomb-ass chocolates, so I tossed 'em in there too.
When you have time, send me back some mail and let me know how things are going for you and Twi. I'd like to keep in touch as much as possible. You don't have to send me any souvenirs back, although I wouldn't mind any cool trinkets and knick-knacks you pick up in Ponyville that you feel like sending my way.
>>131848 well, unless those niggers are done smashing, you can go to twilight and show her the letter, talk about one you can send saying the happenins n shit [ 1d100 = 48 ]
>>131925 >>131899 Also, i got a 32, so moderately severe. Goddamn that site was slow (Although this thread is starting to show the symptoms of longevity).
Previously on Anonfilly in Equestria: https://pastebin.com/cCMbArUP >As you hit the mirror, your instincts expect a hard surface. >Instead it feels like jumping into a pool. >Only that pool is standing on its side. >And its a pool of acid tearing at your flesh. >Even so, its surprisingly painless yet thrilling. >Your vision is taken over by a swirling myriad of colors. >Your body feels like its falling apart and being put back together. >As soon as the sensation began, it ends and you find yourself tumbling forward. >You put your hooves in front to catch yourself, but you end up rolling on the pavement. >You find yourself on your back looking up at the lightly clouded sky, a mix of dizziness, pain, and confusion swirling in your head. "ugh… what the fuck?" >You lay there for a second to get your bearings. >What the hell just happened? >Are you home? >You look down at your body to confirm your suspicion: You are still the filly. >You push yourself up to rest on your haunches, and take note of your surroundings. >The backdrop of quaint homes and a lightly clouded blue sky piques your interest though. >With the soft rolling hills in the distance, they look almost cartoonish, almost too serine to be realistic. >Where are you? >behind you is a large maroon brick building with tall glass windows. >The white accents give it a nice touch. >Is this a school? >You look back to where the portal here presumably was >It seems you came through the base of the statue, but the statue is missing. >But that only briefly catches your attention before you notice her. >A girl. >Not a pony. >A real girl. >As in, human. >And she's cute to boot! >She's standing next to the statue, shoulders drooped forward with her arms dangling to the side. >Eyes wide and mouth hanging open, she stares at you. >You can't help but stare back. >A gentle breeze gently wafts her red and yellow hair. >Now that you think about it, it reminds you of… "Sunset Shimmer?" >"Wha… I…" >You furrow your brow. "What the hell is going on? You look a lot like that bacon hair horse." >She doesn't move or respond. >Now it all makes sense. >When you saw her at the castle, then in Canterlot. >She must be Twilight's Earth-side operative or something. >You stand up, rolling your neck and shoulders to make sure they still work. >You realize just how small you are as the woman towers over you. >You're about as tall as her knees. "Hello?" >She finally blinks a few times, and seems to regain control of her body, running her fingers through her hair as stress takes over her features. >"What.., how is this possible? Every pony that has ever come through the portal has become human on this side. Is there something wrong with the magic?" >Her external monologue only moderately helps your own confusion. >You trot over to her and poke her shin with a hoof. "You're Sunset Shimmer, right?" >Your inquiry breaks her from her self induced trance, and she hesitates before nodding. "Can you tell me what the hell is going on?" >She looks both ways, and kneels down to you. >"I don't know whats going on. You were supposed to come through the portal human, at least that's how it works for me." >That doesn't answer your main question though. "Where are we? Is this Earth?" >"This…" >She hesitates, which worries you. >"This is Canterlot." >Canterlot? Something is not right.
>>131846 If it's got anti-magic shit in canon, then I have no fucking idea. I stopped watching about midway through season 5 since I couldn't take the quality dropping before my eyes. If not, then I guess there's a continuity error to be fixed somewhere.
>>132069 The anti-magic was cannon, but that was Chrysalis' old hive, which is now owned by thorax(and the anti-magic throne was destroyed too), so it doesn't apply to this hive.