>Spoonfeed me. What's this thread about?
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 notify All Nighter Fgt, so you can have your green to the Doc. For artists, animators, or any other content makers, you can store your fillies 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: >>155167 →
/mlpol/ - My Little Politics
Merry Christmas and Happy Hearth's Warming Everyone and Everypony!
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>>159146 →
>"Hey Anon, ever wondered how it d be to touch my chest fluff?"
"No, and im not doing it you stupid pink horse"
>"Oh Anon, i wasnt giving you a choice"
>Pinkie then grabbed your head with a hoof, somehow, and turned it to face her
>"Dont worry, you ll love it"
>In that little time frame she already had your head held between both forelegs
>Not able to push away from the bigger pony, you were forcefully met with a wall of fluff
>At first you tried to ppush and kick her
>But nothing was working, if fact she seemed to hold you tighter
>So you let her be and slumped down in the sofa
>Big mistake
>As you slumped down she moved to be on top of you
>Surely she wouldnt- oof
>Even your thoughts are stopped for an instant, as she lays on top of you
>Your face doesnt get a break from the fluff for even a second surprisingly
>Luckily, knowing that a mare laying on a filly wouldnt have a good end she rolled to the side
>And immediately started snoring
>You dont know what the fuck is wrong with this horse and have no intentions of finding out
>But as you try to get yourself free, you find out that her iron grip remains
>No matter how much you try, you re stuck
>After a while more you give up and spread your hooves around her in a hug
>You dont want to hug her, you re just getting comfortable
>S-shut up brain
>You feel fuzzy inside, a wave of drowsiness coming over you
>Still stuck to the fluff, you feel safe, like nothing can catch you
>And against all reason you decide to take a nap with Pinko
>Stupid crazy horse, you ll get her back for this
>Ideas on how you d avenge yourself are the last things you manage to think before you fall asleep
>Funnily enough, they re all about trapping her in your fluff next time, even though you never cared about that
>Fucking pink horse magic…
>>159146 →
>"Hey Anon, ever wondered how it d be to touch my chest fluff?"
"No, and im not doing it you stupid pink horse"
>"Oh Anon, i wasnt giving you a choice"
>Pinkie then grabbed your head with a hoof, somehow, and turned it to face her
>"Dont worry, you ll love it"
>In that little time frame she already had your head held between both forelegs
>Not able to push away from the bigger pony, you were forcefully met with a wall of fluff
>At first you tried to ppush and kick her
>But nothing was working, if fact she seemed to hold you tighter
>So you let her be and slumped down in the sofa
>Big mistake
>As you slumped down she moved to be on top of you
>Surely she wouldnt- oof
>Even your thoughts are stopped for an instant, as she lays on top of you
>Your face doesnt get a break from the fluff for even a second surprisingly
>Luckily, knowing that a mare laying on a filly wouldnt have a good end she rolled to the side
>And immediately started snoring
>You dont know what the fuck is wrong with this horse and have no intentions of finding out
>But as you try to get yourself free, you find out that her iron grip remains
>No matter how much you try, you re stuck
>After a while more you give up and spread your hooves around her in a hug
>You dont want to hug her, you re just getting comfortable
>S-shut up brain
>You feel fuzzy inside, a wave of drowsiness coming over you
>Still stuck to the fluff, you feel safe, like nothing can catch you
>And against all reason you decide to take a nap with Pinko
>Stupid crazy horse, you ll get her back for this
>Ideas on how you d avenge yourself are the last things you manage to think before you fall asleep
>Funnily enough, they re all about trapping her in your fluff next time, even though you never cared about that
>Fucking pink horse magic…
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The dream.
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>>159182
For you, maybe.
MY dream is to belong to an Anon who loves me unconditionally, and can fill both my holes everyday while also loving and enjoying all the autistic shit that I want to do together.
You can't get that from just being a cumdump for stallions lasting 10 seconds.
For you, maybe.
MY dream is to belong to an Anon who loves me unconditionally, and can fill both my holes everyday while also loving and enjoying all the autistic shit that I want to do together.
You can't get that from just being a cumdump for stallions lasting 10 seconds.
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>>159203
Unf! Wew, thanks Msky for these wonderful fillies, I wish I had your ability to make them so fuckin' cute and lewdable.
Unf! Wew, thanks Msky for these wonderful fillies, I wish I had your ability to make them so fuckin' cute and lewdable.
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Wooo, Recap Time!
Part 1: https://pastebin.com/JReEqH6G
Part 2: https://pastebin.com/CuNuktSQ
>You are Anon Filly, a cute green filly endowed with psychic powers.
>Along with Twilight Sparkle, Lyra Heartstrings, Blossomforth, Coco Pommel, and Daring Do, you used to be a human until you were spirited away to Equestria and transformed into a pony.
>You don't know why you're here, but from what you've gathered from your visions, you're supposed to stop another human (a Russian communist in the body of Fizzlepop Berrytwist) from taking over Equestria.
>Whether that will help you get home, you have no idea.
>But right now, you've got an even bigger problem to deal with - You're stuck in a time loop.
>You have finally met Daring for the first time, and she is wondering what the hell your story is.
>Though you have already told her about your time loop and your need to stop the communist, you have subsequently informed her that you were pulling her leg.
Part 1: https://pastebin.com/JReEqH6G
Part 2: https://pastebin.com/CuNuktSQ
>You are Anon Filly, a cute green filly endowed with psychic powers.
>Along with Twilight Sparkle, Lyra Heartstrings, Blossomforth, Coco Pommel, and Daring Do, you used to be a human until you were spirited away to Equestria and transformed into a pony.
>You don't know why you're here, but from what you've gathered from your visions, you're supposed to stop another human (a Russian communist in the body of Fizzlepop Berrytwist) from taking over Equestria.
>Whether that will help you get home, you have no idea.
>But right now, you've got an even bigger problem to deal with - You're stuck in a time loop.
>You have finally met Daring for the first time, and she is wondering what the hell your story is.
>Though you have already told her about your time loop and your need to stop the communist, you have subsequently informed her that you were pulling her leg.
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>>159203
STOP IT STOP IT STOP IT!! TWI WOULD NEVER ABUSE HER DAUGHTERU!! DELET THIS RITE NOW REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
STOP IT STOP IT STOP IT!! TWI WOULD NEVER ABUSE HER DAUGHTERU!! DELET THIS RITE NOW REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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>Another day in Equestria
>I sat in the library, coloring in a coloring book I was provided by a maid.
>Apparently, ponies add just a bit of flavor to the crayons for those that have to use their mouth.
>I anticipate there would be a larger amount of crayon-eaters in kindergarten as a result.
>It's not the most elegant way to learn how to manipulate things with my mouth, but it's what'll be needed.
>Suddenly, the door squeaked open. Well, perhaps not 'suddenly', as the squeak took a couple of seconds due to the incoming pony trying and failing to be quiet.
>A guard looked around for a moment, then made a line directly to my table and cleared his throat.
>"Emerald Dawn, your presence is requested. Please, follow me."
>I looked up at him for a few moments, resisting the urge to correct him.
>Fucking Celestia and her adoption bullshit.
>Though, that didn't mean I couldn't fuck with him a little.
>Calmly, I set down the brown crayon and smiled up at the guard, folding my hooves and fluttering my now undoubtedly freakishly large eyes.
"Hoofjobs are a hundred bits, mouth is five hundred, putting it inside is a thousand."
>Another flutter of my eyelashes as the guard's face turned into a tomato red, even as he kept up the stoic expression.
>"Ahem. Your… your MOTHER requests your presence," he eventually clarified.
>I tilted my head, tapping my chin.
"Gee, that's kinda kinky. I'll probably need to tack on another thousand at least…"
>He balks for a moment. "N-no, she wishes to speak with you."
>With a nod, I stand up.
"Ahh, that's completely different. Lead the way."
>I looked over my shoulder as I paused, giving a shit-eating grin.
"Just messing with ya. Off we go."
>With a grumble, the guard leads the way, looking a bit stiffer in his gait than usual.
>Eventually, I was led into the study of the princess of the sun.
>"Ahh, there you are. Thank you, sir. I trust Emerald wasn't any trouble? I know she can be a hoof full at times."
>I gave the guard another grin.
>"Nothing I couldn't deal with, Princess."
>As Celestia nodded, I bobbed a hoof in front of my open mouth, poking my cheek out with my tongue.
>He made a hasty exit when Celestia dismissed him, and I was back to a stoic expression by the time she turned back to me.
"So what's up, Sunbutt?"
>There was a moment of not-quite-a-sigh before she perked right back up.
>"Well, as you know, I've been looking for tutors to get you back up to speed with your new life."
"I feel sorry for whatever sap gets that job."
>"Oh, I assure you she is a very capable pony. She has experience with teaching young ponies, and has a stellar educational background."
>I let out an uuuugh.
"She sounds like a total nerd."
>Her smile widens a hair for a moment at that.
>"Be that as it may, she is also somepony I can expect to keep secrecy if you were to let slip about your actual predicament. After all, she was in a similar situation not too long ago."
"…wait a minute…"
>Before I could say anything else, she bid the mystery pony to enter, though it wasn't much of a mystery.
>My suspicions were confirmed as they entered.
>They were purple.
>They were cheerful.
>They sported a pair of wings and a horn.
>"Hello again, Anon!"
"You! You're the entire reason I'm in this mess, purplesmart!"
>She stepped back for a moment in shock before continuing over to wrap me in yet another unwanted hug.
>"Yes, and I'm terribly sorry about that. The very least I can do is to do everything I can to help you adjust to your new life."
"Don't you have a fucking school to run?"
>She wags a brief hoof.
>"The others can handle things there for a while, and I can be back there in moments if they needed me personally."
>She stroked a hoof on my mane, no matter how hard I glowered at her.
>"It's more important for me to be here, helping you to get the basics until other tutors can be hired."
>"Gee, that's really swell of you, Twilight!"
>Everypony froze.
>I became aware of another pair of hooves around me.
>"Pinkie! How'd you get here?" demanded book horse.
>"My Pinkie sense told me I'd meet a friend who'd gone through a BIG change if I followed you, so I hid inside your luggage and WOW it wasn't kidding!"
>I found myself wrested from Twilight's grasp into a Pinkie Pie cuddle.
>It felt like my bones were creaking.
>"Who would've thought that this was where you went, Anon? Or is it Emerald Dawn? Or is it Anon? Or is it--Emfrlfmfl"
>Twilight seemed to have picked up Applejack's hoof-in-mouth technique at some point.
>"You CAN'T let anypony know about that, Pinkie. If everypony knew Celestia's new daughter-"
"Not her daughter," I interrupted.
>There was a brief flat look before Twilight continued.
>"If everypony knew Celestia's new daughter was Anonymous, who knows what they would do to her? Remember that incident at the Gala and what happened with BlueBlood?"
>Pinkie bobbled her head in the affirmative before extracting Twilight's hoof.
>"Okie dokie loki! My lips are sealed. Hi, Princess! I didn't know you and Emeraldonymous were so close!"
>Celestia seemed to be taking it all in stride.
>"Hello, Pinkie. It's good to see you again. And while I like to think Anonymous and I are close, it's partly a legal loophole. I'm sure we will get closer regardless, and I hope to be a fine mother to Emerald Dawn."
"I'm still a grown-ass man, pastry-pillager."
>"Still an adorable little filly, Anon. Isn't she adorable, Pinkie?"
>Half the air in the room must have been taken in at Pinkie's gasp.
>"Isn't she ever??" she began before descending into a 60 car pileup of words while violently waggling me about in her enthusiastic hug.
>I would have sworn my revenge on Celestia, if I could breathe.
>She just kept on smiling at the scene, Twilight moving to sit by her side to keep from being hit by Pinkie's affection.
>I'll have to get them back another day.
>After I've healed from earth pony cuddles.
>I sat in the library, coloring in a coloring book I was provided by a maid.
>Apparently, ponies add just a bit of flavor to the crayons for those that have to use their mouth.
>I anticipate there would be a larger amount of crayon-eaters in kindergarten as a result.
>It's not the most elegant way to learn how to manipulate things with my mouth, but it's what'll be needed.
>Suddenly, the door squeaked open. Well, perhaps not 'suddenly', as the squeak took a couple of seconds due to the incoming pony trying and failing to be quiet.
>A guard looked around for a moment, then made a line directly to my table and cleared his throat.
>"Emerald Dawn, your presence is requested. Please, follow me."
>I looked up at him for a few moments, resisting the urge to correct him.
>Fucking Celestia and her adoption bullshit.
>Though, that didn't mean I couldn't fuck with him a little.
>Calmly, I set down the brown crayon and smiled up at the guard, folding my hooves and fluttering my now undoubtedly freakishly large eyes.
"Hoofjobs are a hundred bits, mouth is five hundred, putting it inside is a thousand."
>Another flutter of my eyelashes as the guard's face turned into a tomato red, even as he kept up the stoic expression.
>"Ahem. Your… your MOTHER requests your presence," he eventually clarified.
>I tilted my head, tapping my chin.
"Gee, that's kinda kinky. I'll probably need to tack on another thousand at least…"
>He balks for a moment. "N-no, she wishes to speak with you."
>With a nod, I stand up.
"Ahh, that's completely different. Lead the way."
>I looked over my shoulder as I paused, giving a shit-eating grin.
"Just messing with ya. Off we go."
>With a grumble, the guard leads the way, looking a bit stiffer in his gait than usual.
>Eventually, I was led into the study of the princess of the sun.
>"Ahh, there you are. Thank you, sir. I trust Emerald wasn't any trouble? I know she can be a hoof full at times."
>I gave the guard another grin.
>"Nothing I couldn't deal with, Princess."
>As Celestia nodded, I bobbed a hoof in front of my open mouth, poking my cheek out with my tongue.
>He made a hasty exit when Celestia dismissed him, and I was back to a stoic expression by the time she turned back to me.
"So what's up, Sunbutt?"
>There was a moment of not-quite-a-sigh before she perked right back up.
>"Well, as you know, I've been looking for tutors to get you back up to speed with your new life."
"I feel sorry for whatever sap gets that job."
>"Oh, I assure you she is a very capable pony. She has experience with teaching young ponies, and has a stellar educational background."
>I let out an uuuugh.
"She sounds like a total nerd."
>Her smile widens a hair for a moment at that.
>"Be that as it may, she is also somepony I can expect to keep secrecy if you were to let slip about your actual predicament. After all, she was in a similar situation not too long ago."
"…wait a minute…"
>Before I could say anything else, she bid the mystery pony to enter, though it wasn't much of a mystery.
>My suspicions were confirmed as they entered.
>They were purple.
>They were cheerful.
>They sported a pair of wings and a horn.
>"Hello again, Anon!"
"You! You're the entire reason I'm in this mess, purplesmart!"
>She stepped back for a moment in shock before continuing over to wrap me in yet another unwanted hug.
>"Yes, and I'm terribly sorry about that. The very least I can do is to do everything I can to help you adjust to your new life."
"Don't you have a fucking school to run?"
>She wags a brief hoof.
>"The others can handle things there for a while, and I can be back there in moments if they needed me personally."
>She stroked a hoof on my mane, no matter how hard I glowered at her.
>"It's more important for me to be here, helping you to get the basics until other tutors can be hired."
>"Gee, that's really swell of you, Twilight!"
>Everypony froze.
>I became aware of another pair of hooves around me.
>"Pinkie! How'd you get here?" demanded book horse.
>"My Pinkie sense told me I'd meet a friend who'd gone through a BIG change if I followed you, so I hid inside your luggage and WOW it wasn't kidding!"
>I found myself wrested from Twilight's grasp into a Pinkie Pie cuddle.
>It felt like my bones were creaking.
>"Who would've thought that this was where you went, Anon? Or is it Emerald Dawn? Or is it Anon? Or is it--Emfrlfmfl"
>Twilight seemed to have picked up Applejack's hoof-in-mouth technique at some point.
>"You CAN'T let anypony know about that, Pinkie. If everypony knew Celestia's new daughter-"
"Not her daughter," I interrupted.
>There was a brief flat look before Twilight continued.
>"If everypony knew Celestia's new daughter was Anonymous, who knows what they would do to her? Remember that incident at the Gala and what happened with BlueBlood?"
>Pinkie bobbled her head in the affirmative before extracting Twilight's hoof.
>"Okie dokie loki! My lips are sealed. Hi, Princess! I didn't know you and Emeraldonymous were so close!"
>Celestia seemed to be taking it all in stride.
>"Hello, Pinkie. It's good to see you again. And while I like to think Anonymous and I are close, it's partly a legal loophole. I'm sure we will get closer regardless, and I hope to be a fine mother to Emerald Dawn."
"I'm still a grown-ass man, pastry-pillager."
>"Still an adorable little filly, Anon. Isn't she adorable, Pinkie?"
>Half the air in the room must have been taken in at Pinkie's gasp.
>"Isn't she ever??" she began before descending into a 60 car pileup of words while violently waggling me about in her enthusiastic hug.
>I would have sworn my revenge on Celestia, if I could breathe.
>She just kept on smiling at the scene, Twilight moving to sit by her side to keep from being hit by Pinkie's affection.
>I'll have to get them back another day.
>After I've healed from earth pony cuddles.
>>159474
I don't speak Spanish (so I don't know what the text translates to), but I do like that filly's cutie mark!
I don't speak Spanish (so I don't know what the text translates to), but I do like that filly's cutie mark!
>>159476
Thank you. The general gist of it is 'I hope everyone loves my thread! or something like that. I'm half-asleep and just keyed that into a translator.
Thank you. The general gist of it is 'I hope everyone loves my thread! or something like that. I'm half-asleep and just keyed that into a translator.
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>>159482
Gotta imagine how chaotic and nonsensical a pillow fight would be if your pillows can actively run away from your grip and/or throw themselves at you, especially if there are any with wings.
Gotta imagine how chaotic and nonsensical a pillow fight would be if your pillows can actively run away from your grip and/or throw themselves at you, especially if there are any with wings.
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>>159154
Red pill me on anon filly. I've been trying to wrap my head around this since January. It's the only fetish general that I don't really "get" so to speak. What about anon filly is so appealing? Like I find the non-sexual antics amusing but I can't really identify the main sexual appeal here. Is it just faggotry? Is it pedo? I'm not trying to hate, please enlighten me.
Red pill me on anon filly. I've been trying to wrap my head around this since January. It's the only fetish general that I don't really "get" so to speak. What about anon filly is so appealing? Like I find the non-sexual antics amusing but I can't really identify the main sexual appeal here. Is it just faggotry? Is it pedo? I'm not trying to hate, please enlighten me.
>>159485
It's a combination of a desire to relive your childhood (if you ever had one) while maintaining your mature (Hah!) mind, wanting to be a cute little filly, and (for some) the desire to be jailbait.
It's a combination of a desire to relive your childhood (if you ever had one) while maintaining your mature (Hah!) mind, wanting to be a cute little filly, and (for some) the desire to be jailbait.
>>159485
Desire for excitement, something unusual and adventurous, with knowledge that few would have at a young age that can be used as an adventage in mischevious situations and other such fun Really a combination of a lot of desires; things that would be less so if you looked like an adult and had the related expectations of others.
Desire for excitement, something unusual and adventurous, with knowledge that few would have at a young age that can be used as an adventage in mischevious situations and other such fun Really a combination of a lot of desires; things that would be less so if you looked like an adult and had the related expectations of others.
>>159485
Like what others have said, a lot of it has to do with the state of being physically younger but still mentally mature. For both the sexual stuff and the non-sexual antics.
Like what others have said, a lot of it has to do with the state of being physically younger but still mentally mature. For both the sexual stuff and the non-sexual antics.
>>159484
>Go to your room to sleep for the night
>Lay your head down on your pillow
>"Hey! Watch it, fag!"
>Go to your room to sleep for the night
>Lay your head down on your pillow
>"Hey! Watch it, fag!"
>>159503
>Still confused why it was banned from /mlp/ when similar and worse generals exist
I mean, it's pretty obvious why it was banned; Scruffy is a nigger. What I don't get, however, is that for whatever reason the rest of the board seems to have developed a hateboner for us for some reason.
>Still confused why it was banned from /mlp/ when similar and worse generals exist
I mean, it's pretty obvious why it was banned; Scruffy is a nigger. What I don't get, however, is that for whatever reason the rest of the board seems to have developed a hateboner for us for some reason.
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>>159503
Anonfilly just seems to really trigger some of the mods/janitors. Any post with a non-rulebreaking Anonfilly image is subject to deletion.
Anonfilly just seems to really trigger some of the mods/janitors. Any post with a non-rulebreaking Anonfilly image is subject to deletion.
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>>159485
Ever wanted a cute fluffy poner friend you could talk about shitty memes with?
Anon's your filly.
Ever wanted to be cared for and relive childhood?
Filly to your Anon.
Ever wanted a cute poner waifu that's just as autistic, lewd, and understanding of where you're coming from?
Anon's definitely your filly.
Ever wanted a cute fluffy poner friend you could talk about shitty memes with?
Anon's your filly.
Ever wanted to be cared for and relive childhood?
Filly to your Anon.
Ever wanted a cute poner waifu that's just as autistic, lewd, and understanding of where you're coming from?
Anon's definitely your filly.
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>>159517
Nice Art!
>Eye love the purple I'd
Also,
Anon Filly
Must /b/
Drinking
>RED
BAWLZ
(Chappelle reference)
Because xir
Haz Wings!
: )
Nice Art!
>Eye love the purple I'd
Also,
Anon Filly
Must /b/
Drinking
>RED
BAWLZ
(Chappelle reference)
Because xir
Haz Wings!
: )
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You give Daring a look of suspicion for her constant questioning of your motives.
"Look, I was a dude, now I'm a horse. What do you want, my fucking Social Security Number?"
She rolls her eyes.
>"Well for starters, I'd like to know what you're doing in my backyard."
"Do you really want to know?"
>"Yes."
"Alright… Well, this is the story all about how my life got-"
>"Alright, you can fuck off now."
"You didn't even let me finish."
>"If you're not going to answer me seriously, I'm not going to bother with you."
She starts walking away.
"Look, I was a dude, now I'm a horse. What do you want, my fucking Social Security Number?"
She rolls her eyes.
>"Well for starters, I'd like to know what you're doing in my backyard."
"Do you really want to know?"
>"Yes."
"Alright… Well, this is the story all about how my life got-"
>"Alright, you can fuck off now."
"You didn't even let me finish."
>"If you're not going to answer me seriously, I'm not going to bother with you."
She starts walking away.
>>159542
I'm stuck in a timeloop because you're gonna fucking die soon. However, we're destined to save the world or some shit and that isn't flying with reality. [ 1d100 = 80 ]
I'm stuck in a timeloop because you're gonna fucking die soon. However, we're destined to save the world or some shit and that isn't flying with reality. [ 1d100 = 80 ]
>>159527
>ywn give filly a love poison and have her always craving your cuddles with hearts in her eyes
why live
>ywn give filly a love poison and have her always craving your cuddles with hearts in her eyes
why live
>>159485
M O M M Y I S S U E S
O
M
M
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I
S
S
U
E
S
Seriously, read the greens and see how much of it is about being mothered. Anonfilly posters want to be infantilized to the point of being a baby or even a fetus, as evidenced by this piece of art created by a perfectly healthy, well-balanced Anon.
M O M M Y I S S U E S
O
M
M
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I
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U
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Seriously, read the greens and see how much of it is about being mothered. Anonfilly posters want to be infantilized to the point of being a baby or even a fetus, as evidenced by this piece of art created by a perfectly healthy, well-balanced Anon.
>>159549
>to the point of being a baby
Im-fucking-plying. I want to be the jailbait horse. I want to experience my first heat and be bred by a virile stallion or anon.
The only reason I'd put up with becoming the babby is because I'd know someday I'd be old enough to be b r e d like the fertile young mare I'll become.
>to the point of being a baby
Im-fucking-plying. I want to be the jailbait horse. I want to experience my first heat and be bred by a virile stallion or anon.
The only reason I'd put up with becoming the babby is because I'd know someday I'd be old enough to be b r e d like the fertile young mare I'll become.
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>>159561
>>159562
>>159563
>>159564
>>159565
>>159566
>>159567
>>159568
>>159594
>>159593
Why are you throwing bitcoins away?
What does it means?
>>159562
>>159563
>>159564
>>159565
>>159566
>>159567
>>159568
>>159594
>>159593
Why are you throwing bitcoins away?
What does it means?
>>159603
judging by the fact that the poster's flag changes rapidly, I'd say he's doing it for nefarious purposes. I'd just report it for spam and move on.
judging by the fact that the poster's flag changes rapidly, I'd say he's doing it for nefarious purposes. I'd just report it for spam and move on.
Are you just generating random 128-bit numbers and dumping their hex representation? Why not convert them to English? For instance, that number b13b76c6d0384e97ab47885f2143c480 that you generated, when converted to decimal and then fed into my number-to-english command line utility is actually:
Two hundred thirty five undecillion five hundred eighty two decillion one hundred nine nonillion eight hundred fourty four octillion five hundred thirty four septillion twenty six sextillion eighty six quintillion six hundred thirty quadrillion two hundred thirteen trillion nine hundred eighty seven billion three hundred ninety nine million three hundred fifty three thousand four hundred seventy two.
And that's much nicer to dump than just a simple hex string!
Two hundred thirty five undecillion five hundred eighty two decillion one hundred nine nonillion eight hundred fourty four octillion five hundred thirty four septillion twenty six sextillion eighty six quintillion six hundred thirty quadrillion two hundred thirteen trillion nine hundred eighty seven billion three hundred ninety nine million three hundred fifty three thousand four hundred seventy two.
And that's much nicer to dump than just a simple hex string!
>>159654
It's probably a spam script designed to evade /mlpol/'s spam detection measures, and considering what I can only assume are rapid IP changes, someone just wants to crash this thread.
It's probably a spam script designed to evade /mlpol/'s spam detection measures, and considering what I can only assume are rapid IP changes, someone just wants to crash this thread.
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>>159553
>implying I wasn't obviously talking about myself
It's okay filly, you don't have to be smart, just cute
>implying I wasn't obviously talking about myself
It's okay filly, you don't have to be smart, just cute
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>>159796
Daily reminder that names should only be used for content and replies relating to said content.
Not to mention what you said wasn't really funny, just kind of autistic.
Daily reminder that names should only be used for content and replies relating to said content.
Not to mention what you said wasn't really funny, just kind of autistic.
>>159795
It's okay friendo, English is hard, especially self-reference in the third person.
Hug it out?
It's okay friendo, English is hard, especially self-reference in the third person.
Hug it out?
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I really like doing shitty sketches, so you fillies are just gonna have to enjoy em.'
>>157275 →
>Your chuckle is not only hoarse-sounding, but clearly forced.
"Yeah, what the fuck happened?"
>"You were attacked-"
"I remember that, I mean specifically."
>"Well, I tried something different. Only my magical seals were disabled, all of the various tracking spells I keep on my more expensive artifacts were intact. With a bit of tweaking, I was able to engineer a spell that would awaken me or otherwise alert me if the fluid it encased were to spread dramatically."
>You nod attentively.
>"I was also expecting whatever came through here to have some rather resilient shields, so I used a powerful attack to distract it, and then promptly kicked the fuck out of it."
"What? How did-"
>"Oldest rookie mistake in the book, not putting up physical shields. Great power does not always come with great intelligence."
"So… is it over?"
>"I…"
>It's silent for a few minutes before League awkwardly pulls out a box of chocolates.
>"Um… that colt you were going to do that game with? He gave these to me for you. Wanted you to know he was pushing the session back."
>You take the box and look to Twilight who simply nods.
>Opening the box you find an assortment of caramels, coconuts, and a few things you think are native to Equestria.
>Popping one of the caramels in your mouth, you chew carefully.
>Not bad.
>Twilight cuts back in.
>"Unfortunately, skin grafts were out of the question in the area where the cutie-mark would develop. The material would either cause complications or prove to hinder the natural magic, leaving you blank for life. The best we can do is let them heal naturally and hope the scars don't obscure them too badly…"
>That's… not ideal.
>Despite the fact that you actively tried to resist all of the changes that happened when you were first turned, this new development cuts deeply for some reason.
>You never really wanted to be a pony, but now that you are…
>You feel a tear run down your cheek.
>Oh god no…
>Your humanity, everything you stood for but your mind was taken from you.
>But you'd be lying if you said you hadn't enjoyed some of the better parts of it.
>Stuffing your face with League, cuddling with Twilight…
>It certainly hasn't been all bad even if it isn't the Equestria you were hoping for.
>You're sniffling at this point, trying to keep mucus from flowing down your muzzle.
>"A-anon? Is there anything you need?"
"W-well…"
>Twilight looks at you expectantly.
"Y-yeah… a hug."
>You think you see a bit of a glisten in Twilight's eyes as well, but it could just be the lighting.
>As she carefully pulls back the covers, you notice a few small differences in her appearance.
>The bags under her eyes.
>The small circles of paper that you can only assume are caffeine patches.
>Sliding next to you, you can see her sliding the covers back into place until League pipes up.
>"I want in."
>You don't see Twilight's reaction as League assumes her position next to you, hooves carefully wrapped around you.
>You are now the filling in a pony sandwich.
>You can almost feel the silent competition as each party seemingly tries to make you more comfortable than the other.
>As Twilight wraps her wings around you, League nuzzles into your neck.
>As League intertwines her hind legs with yours, Twilight pulls the blanket back up to your neck.
>You would go on, but it's quite a lot to keep track of by the time they've both got all of their appendages wrapped around you, both muzzles buried somewhere soft in you and a baseball cap covering your eyes.
>League reached for your fillyhood once, but you just mumbled something about 'not now' and she pulled off.
>You feel incredibly tired all of a sudden.
>Even though you have no idea how long you've slept for, it clearly wasn't enough as the assault of limbs and fluff slowly fades to black as you fight to keep your eyes open.
>…
>"You know I can only do so much, right?"
>You managed to maintain a physical form this time, but Sweetie's voice still seemingly doesn't come from anywhere in the empty black void.
>Or maybe it comes from everywhere, but you really can't be fucked to question it at this point.
>In any case, you get the feeling you're going to have a bit more time to talk this time around.
>Input action.
>>157275 →
>Your chuckle is not only hoarse-sounding, but clearly forced.
"Yeah, what the fuck happened?"
>"You were attacked-"
"I remember that, I mean specifically."
>"Well, I tried something different. Only my magical seals were disabled, all of the various tracking spells I keep on my more expensive artifacts were intact. With a bit of tweaking, I was able to engineer a spell that would awaken me or otherwise alert me if the fluid it encased were to spread dramatically."
>You nod attentively.
>"I was also expecting whatever came through here to have some rather resilient shields, so I used a powerful attack to distract it, and then promptly kicked the fuck out of it."
"What? How did-"
>"Oldest rookie mistake in the book, not putting up physical shields. Great power does not always come with great intelligence."
"So… is it over?"
>"I…"
>It's silent for a few minutes before League awkwardly pulls out a box of chocolates.
>"Um… that colt you were going to do that game with? He gave these to me for you. Wanted you to know he was pushing the session back."
>You take the box and look to Twilight who simply nods.
>Opening the box you find an assortment of caramels, coconuts, and a few things you think are native to Equestria.
>Popping one of the caramels in your mouth, you chew carefully.
>Not bad.
>Twilight cuts back in.
>"Unfortunately, skin grafts were out of the question in the area where the cutie-mark would develop. The material would either cause complications or prove to hinder the natural magic, leaving you blank for life. The best we can do is let them heal naturally and hope the scars don't obscure them too badly…"
>That's… not ideal.
>Despite the fact that you actively tried to resist all of the changes that happened when you were first turned, this new development cuts deeply for some reason.
>You never really wanted to be a pony, but now that you are…
>You feel a tear run down your cheek.
>Oh god no…
>Your humanity, everything you stood for but your mind was taken from you.
>But you'd be lying if you said you hadn't enjoyed some of the better parts of it.
>Stuffing your face with League, cuddling with Twilight…
>It certainly hasn't been all bad even if it isn't the Equestria you were hoping for.
>You're sniffling at this point, trying to keep mucus from flowing down your muzzle.
>"A-anon? Is there anything you need?"
"W-well…"
>Twilight looks at you expectantly.
"Y-yeah… a hug."
>You think you see a bit of a glisten in Twilight's eyes as well, but it could just be the lighting.
>As she carefully pulls back the covers, you notice a few small differences in her appearance.
>The bags under her eyes.
>The small circles of paper that you can only assume are caffeine patches.
>Sliding next to you, you can see her sliding the covers back into place until League pipes up.
>"I want in."
>You don't see Twilight's reaction as League assumes her position next to you, hooves carefully wrapped around you.
>You are now the filling in a pony sandwich.
>You can almost feel the silent competition as each party seemingly tries to make you more comfortable than the other.
>As Twilight wraps her wings around you, League nuzzles into your neck.
>As League intertwines her hind legs with yours, Twilight pulls the blanket back up to your neck.
>You would go on, but it's quite a lot to keep track of by the time they've both got all of their appendages wrapped around you, both muzzles buried somewhere soft in you and a baseball cap covering your eyes.
>League reached for your fillyhood once, but you just mumbled something about 'not now' and she pulled off.
>You feel incredibly tired all of a sudden.
>Even though you have no idea how long you've slept for, it clearly wasn't enough as the assault of limbs and fluff slowly fades to black as you fight to keep your eyes open.
>…
>"You know I can only do so much, right?"
>You managed to maintain a physical form this time, but Sweetie's voice still seemingly doesn't come from anywhere in the empty black void.
>Or maybe it comes from everywhere, but you really can't be fucked to question it at this point.
>In any case, you get the feeling you're going to have a bit more time to talk this time around.
>Input action.
Jesus fuck, 12 days… sorry for being a shit, everyone.
>>159485
Kinda late since couldnt reply before, but just like you, i mostly like it because of the memes and the crazy fact that its a filly acting as a grown man towards the horses, who wants to treat him as a normal filly, leading to shenanigans
I actually dislike the fetish side that comes up way more often now, and i thought about dropping off the thread already, but its a unique concept which is fun and interesting, you also cant find anything like it anywhere else but mlpol now, and those who try to replicate just come flat since, like i said before, a filly being as unruly as Anon is the main selling point to me
Kinda late since couldnt reply before, but just like you, i mostly like it because of the memes and the crazy fact that its a filly acting as a grown man towards the horses, who wants to treat him as a normal filly, leading to shenanigans
I actually dislike the fetish side that comes up way more often now, and i thought about dropping off the thread already, but its a unique concept which is fun and interesting, you also cant find anything like it anywhere else but mlpol now, and those who try to replicate just come flat since, like i said before, a filly being as unruly as Anon is the main selling point to me
>>159847
>I actually dislike the fetish side that comes up way more often now
what fetish side? the mommy issues thing?
>I actually dislike the fetish side that comes up way more often now
what fetish side? the mommy issues thing?
>>159848
Nah, the filly fiddling, it used to be rare and sparse, but now its like 40% of what the thread seems to want to discuss and most of the new pics main focus
Lewd green ratio didnt change much, im guilty of doing one myself a while ago and they show up from time to time, but in those the focus are still on filly shenanigans at least
I cant force what the thread needs to be about, this thread isnt just me and i know that, so if people want to focus more in the lewd aspect go for it, just saying it isnt what i browse the thread for
Nah, the filly fiddling, it used to be rare and sparse, but now its like 40% of what the thread seems to want to discuss and most of the new pics main focus
Lewd green ratio didnt change much, im guilty of doing one myself a while ago and they show up from time to time, but in those the focus are still on filly shenanigans at least
I cant force what the thread needs to be about, this thread isnt just me and i know that, so if people want to focus more in the lewd aspect go for it, just saying it isnt what i browse the thread for
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>>159842
>>159850
>>159853
I know it won't come as much consolation, but I'm still here and working to the best that I can to continue my current story. The reason for my continued absence right now is because I got another idea for a different story that I'm trying to outline before I forget it, so I don't have to write blindly like I am now. Idk when I'll have the next update, but lest assured, my promise still stands and I will finish my story before I move on.
>>159850
>>159853
I know it won't come as much consolation, but I'm still here and working to the best that I can to continue my current story. The reason for my continued absence right now is because I got another idea for a different story that I'm trying to outline before I forget it, so I don't have to write blindly like I am now. Idk when I'll have the next update, but lest assured, my promise still stands and I will finish my story before I move on.
>>159855
Dude, it's fine. You've got your reasons. I'm just using you as an example to cheer up Lone, who was worried about skipping too many days.
You guys are both fine. At least you try to keep things up to date unlike EaTCarbs update your story dammit!
Dude, it's fine. You've got your reasons. I'm just using you as an example to cheer up Lone, who was worried about skipping too many days.
You guys are both fine. At least you try to keep things up to date unlike EaTCarbs update your story dammit!
To Australia. I have unbanned you and I apologize for the accidental ban. When I got up this morning and started purging the spam on the filly thread I accidentally banned you along with the bot spam IPs. I am sorry for the accidental ban my man.
Have a cute rarity to make up for the mistake.
Have a cute rarity to make up for the mistake.
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>>159873
It's understandable, a few accidental bans here and there are an acceptable trade-off to dealing with Google Recaptcha. Any word on that spammer, by the way, I get the feeling this isn't the first time he's done this and that it won't be the last considering the script he uses seems to exploit a pretty big hole in automated anti-spam methods that captcha would otherwise fill.
It's understandable, a few accidental bans here and there are an acceptable trade-off to dealing with Google Recaptcha. Any word on that spammer, by the way, I get the feeling this isn't the first time he's done this and that it won't be the last considering the script he uses seems to exploit a pretty big hole in automated anti-spam methods that captcha would otherwise fill.
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>>159542
"Look, I'm stuck in a time loop, because you're gonna fucking die soon!"
You shout out after her, but she doesn't seem to respond. She just keeps walking away.
"I know we're supposed to save the world or some shit, but… it just isn't flying with reality right now."
She continues to ignore you and takes up in flight up to the cloud layer. Eventually, she falls asleep on a cloud, just like she said she would do at the start of your conversation. You begin to suspect that you may have made a bad first impression by telling her that this was all a joke. Alternatively, she's just a cunt.
"Look, I'm stuck in a time loop, because you're gonna fucking die soon!"
You shout out after her, but she doesn't seem to respond. She just keeps walking away.
"I know we're supposed to save the world or some shit, but… it just isn't flying with reality right now."
She continues to ignore you and takes up in flight up to the cloud layer. Eventually, she falls asleep on a cloud, just like she said she would do at the start of your conversation. You begin to suspect that you may have made a bad first impression by telling her that this was all a joke. Alternatively, she's just a cunt.
>>159884
Berate the voices in our head for making us do and say stupid things, and promise to ourselves never to speak nor do them again. [ 1d100 = 23 ]
Berate the voices in our head for making us do and say stupid things, and promise to ourselves never to speak nor do them again. [ 1d100 = 23 ]
>>159884
C'mon dude, I know I'm an asshole, but can't you just humor me for one minute? [ 1d100 = 46 ]
C'mon dude, I know I'm an asshole, but can't you just humor me for one minute? [ 1d100 = 46 ]
>>159884
Fine, don't listen. I quite literally have all the time in the world to get this right, I don't need you if you're just going to be like every australian ever.
[ 1d100 = 69 ]
Fine, don't listen. I quite literally have all the time in the world to get this right, I don't need you if you're just going to be like every australian ever.
[ 1d100 = 69 ]
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Sorry for the lack of filly lately.
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>>159905
dont be sorry my dude
you're one of the most active artists, you've made plenty of filly for us to enjoy, this fluffy cutie withstanding
you do you
dont be sorry my dude
you're one of the most active artists, you've made plenty of filly for us to enjoy, this fluffy cutie withstanding
you do you
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>>159884
Leave her be and find what time it is, maybe her going into that manticore is what was getting her killed
Also try to contact Ajna again and see the future of our butt pains
[ 1d100 = 46 ]
Leave her be and find what time it is, maybe her going into that manticore is what was getting her killed
Also try to contact Ajna again and see the future of our butt pains
[ 1d100 = 46 ]
>>159884
Rolling to simply wait until something eats us. Tell that cunt as much if she bothers coming back. [ 1d100 = 89 ]
Rolling to simply wait until something eats us. Tell that cunt as much if she bothers coming back. [ 1d100 = 89 ]
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Enjoy an image relating to last night's update instead of an update.
Lone is productive.
Lone is productive.
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I wish for filly to pee in my mouth.
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>>160027
Fillyfication is actually a virus that can be spread by an already infected Anonfilly biting or sharing fluids with an Anon.
Fillyfication is actually a virus that can be spread by an already infected Anonfilly biting or sharing fluids with an Anon.
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>you will never be a filthy maid filly and wash Diamond Tiara's underwear with your mouth
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>>159542
She'll have to come down eventually. You know she will; every pony has to eat at some point. Alternatively, she'll get killed, and you'll see what it is that kills her, so you can warn her about it in the next loop. Really, either works. All you have to do is stay in one place until that happens… or you get eaten by whatever was going to kill her.
As it turns out, this is extremely boring. You're not quite sure if Daring is actually asleep, or just pretending to be asleep in a stubborn attempt to make your every second here as boring as possible. It would be nice if you had something more interesting to watch, like maybe a clock so you could tell how close you are to dying, but alas, you seem to be in one of the more boring parts of the forest. Even the manticore in the distance has decided to take a cat nap. Your boredom begins to take over, and in the place of watching a filly sleep, you instead start to berate yourself.
It's those damn voices in your head at fault for all of this. They make you say one thing, and then turn around to say another. And so the Aussie doesn't trust you. You've never been able to find any consistency in your own actions, and that inconsistency is the one thing that makes her mad - well, that and the fact that you won't leave her private property, but you can't really help that. Plus, you're pretty sure she doesn't actually own any part of the Everfree Forest, she's obviously just squatting.
After a few hours, she gets up, and flies onto a cloud closer to you.
>"So are you just planning on playing sentinel all day?"
She'll have to come down eventually. You know she will; every pony has to eat at some point. Alternatively, she'll get killed, and you'll see what it is that kills her, so you can warn her about it in the next loop. Really, either works. All you have to do is stay in one place until that happens… or you get eaten by whatever was going to kill her.
As it turns out, this is extremely boring. You're not quite sure if Daring is actually asleep, or just pretending to be asleep in a stubborn attempt to make your every second here as boring as possible. It would be nice if you had something more interesting to watch, like maybe a clock so you could tell how close you are to dying, but alas, you seem to be in one of the more boring parts of the forest. Even the manticore in the distance has decided to take a cat nap. Your boredom begins to take over, and in the place of watching a filly sleep, you instead start to berate yourself.
It's those damn voices in your head at fault for all of this. They make you say one thing, and then turn around to say another. And so the Aussie doesn't trust you. You've never been able to find any consistency in your own actions, and that inconsistency is the one thing that makes her mad - well, that and the fact that you won't leave her private property, but you can't really help that. Plus, you're pretty sure she doesn't actually own any part of the Everfree Forest, she's obviously just squatting.
After a few hours, she gets up, and flies onto a cloud closer to you.
>"So are you just planning on playing sentinel all day?"
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Any recommendations on a comfy greentext or fic that isn't ongoing right now? I'm in the mood for reading something to cheer me up. I've never read any anonfilly green texts here and there looks like a lot to choose from.
>>160041
i mean, id do that
but id also be the maid that steals all of her shit, then get rich enough to hire my own maids
i mean, id do that
but id also be the maid that steals all of her shit, then get rich enough to hire my own maids
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>>160054
rolling to deny the second half, we don't want to drive aussie any further away just in case we actually succeed
[ 1d100 = 15 ]
rolling to deny the second half, we don't want to drive aussie any further away just in case we actually succeed
[ 1d100 = 15 ]
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>>160027
There is now
>Anon was acting weird
>Its been a while since she became a filly so she should be getting used to it
>Yet, as the days passed, it was like she was losing more and more brain cells
>Like some of the questions he did were downright absurd
>Like "Do you think it will rain today?"
>As if pegasi werent paid to keep that in check
>Or other pointless questions like "Hey purple, were did you place that book" or an specific book she wanted
>All books from the Library were ordered by reverse date, cross-referenced by author name and title while separated by history era and type of publication
>Be it scrolls, hard covers or just plain paper, there was no way for a pony to not find what they wanted
>Sometimes you wonder if there s anything inside that thick skull of hers
>"…sss"
>Talking about her…
>Probably finally coming down the stairs for her breakfast
>For once you tried to be nice and get her some chocolate cookies
>From Sugar Cube Corner of course, you ruined your batch
>Probably for the best to be honest
>You re already waiting on the table as she rounds the corner, head held high but with a thousand yard stare
>There s something very wrong with her today it seems
"Uuh Anon? Are you feeling okay?"
>"Brainsss…"
>Or..maybe its just one of these days where she decided to play the rebellious role
>But fine, if she wont cooperate then you simply wont give her any attention
>Thats what ponies say that rebellious fillies are after, and that you shouldnt give in to them
>Anon isnt really a filly but it should work either way
>She s moving awfully slow towards the table though
>You divide the cookies for both your plates and wait for her to sit down
>Spike is at Rarity's so there no need for a third plate
>So more cookies for the two of you
>But right now…well, she just went past the table and towards you
>With how slow she s walking, maybe something is wrong actually
"Anon? Talk to me, what happened?"
>"Braainss…"
>You get off your chair and close the distance to hers
>Worried, you try and touch her head with your hoof to feel her temperature
>But she bites on it with all her strength when it gets in range
>Out of reflex, you toss her to the side with a swift motion from the injuried hoof
>With your new alicorn-Earth pony strength her weight is barely noticeable
>Because of that, you may ve thrown her with a bit too much strength towards the wall, if the cracks in the crystal are anything to go by
>Now surely there will be something wrong with her
>Though with her being an earth pony herself you can at least hope for the best
"Anon! Im sorry, i didnt mean to hurt you, but that bite was uncalled for, what were you thinking?"
>She just lays there for a bit, only weakly answering after you finally get closer while she attempts to get up once more
>"Braaiins…"
"Ugh, you re impossible"
>You go back to your chair but decide to look back once more before sitting
>She s now limping towards you, dragging her back legs and moving even slower than before
"Would you stop? What are you even…"
>Its then that you remember one of Anon's tales
>Fictional or not, from what he had said, zombies behaved just like Anon is behaving now
>And they ate others from their own kind to live on
>And those who they bite would later become zombies themselves
>…Anon had bitten you
>How much damage an Alicorn zombie could make you didnt know, nor did you want to find out
>"Brraiinss…"
"Anon, stop that, I swear for Celestia if this is a prank…"
>What would you do? You re already infected
>You backpedal to get some space between you and Anon, never losing sight of her
>Maybe you could use the little time you have left to research a cure
>But you d need to get rid of Anon as well
>From what you remember, at this state she was already a lost cause
>Your flank hits a wall and forces you to stop
>Meanwhile Anon is still crawling at you, with the same stare you ve seen so far
>You dont have much time to think before she gets to you
>You start to sweat up after remembering how to deal with a zombie
>You really dont want to do that but you dont have a choice if you want to research a cure for this
>So you charge up a very powerfull bolt to do what s needed for Equestria
>Anon is already at your feet when he speaks for what will be his final words
>So you decide to let him mumble "brains" one last time, before you start the next step of your plan
>Something seems different from her face though, as she almost seems like she s smiling from your tense behaviour
>"BraaAHAHA, Twilight y-you should see your fa-"
>You tilt your horn a single degree from the original target before releasing the spell, grazing her hair with a bolt as big as her eye
>That shuts up whatever Anon had to say pretty quickly
"Never. Do. That. Again." - You say angrily
>She stays there unmoving, as you trot past her towards the table
>The new hole beside her will be a problem to fix, but you ll deal with that later
>For now, all you care about now are your cookies
>Actually, buck it, you re going to the library
"There s cookies on the table, clear your dish afterwards and if you need me im at the usual place"
>Picking up your plate of cookies you walk away to your destination, never looking back
>Only Anon to make your life a living hell from the very morning…
There is now
>Anon was acting weird
>Its been a while since she became a filly so she should be getting used to it
>Yet, as the days passed, it was like she was losing more and more brain cells
>Like some of the questions he did were downright absurd
>Like "Do you think it will rain today?"
>As if pegasi werent paid to keep that in check
>Or other pointless questions like "Hey purple, were did you place that book" or an specific book she wanted
>All books from the Library were ordered by reverse date, cross-referenced by author name and title while separated by history era and type of publication
>Be it scrolls, hard covers or just plain paper, there was no way for a pony to not find what they wanted
>Sometimes you wonder if there s anything inside that thick skull of hers
>"…sss"
>Talking about her…
>Probably finally coming down the stairs for her breakfast
>For once you tried to be nice and get her some chocolate cookies
>From Sugar Cube Corner of course, you ruined your batch
>Probably for the best to be honest
>You re already waiting on the table as she rounds the corner, head held high but with a thousand yard stare
>There s something very wrong with her today it seems
"Uuh Anon? Are you feeling okay?"
>"Brainsss…"
>Or..maybe its just one of these days where she decided to play the rebellious role
>But fine, if she wont cooperate then you simply wont give her any attention
>Thats what ponies say that rebellious fillies are after, and that you shouldnt give in to them
>Anon isnt really a filly but it should work either way
>She s moving awfully slow towards the table though
>You divide the cookies for both your plates and wait for her to sit down
>Spike is at Rarity's so there no need for a third plate
>So more cookies for the two of you
>But right now…well, she just went past the table and towards you
>With how slow she s walking, maybe something is wrong actually
"Anon? Talk to me, what happened?"
>"Braainss…"
>You get off your chair and close the distance to hers
>Worried, you try and touch her head with your hoof to feel her temperature
>But she bites on it with all her strength when it gets in range
>Out of reflex, you toss her to the side with a swift motion from the injuried hoof
>With your new alicorn-Earth pony strength her weight is barely noticeable
>Because of that, you may ve thrown her with a bit too much strength towards the wall, if the cracks in the crystal are anything to go by
>Now surely there will be something wrong with her
>Though with her being an earth pony herself you can at least hope for the best
"Anon! Im sorry, i didnt mean to hurt you, but that bite was uncalled for, what were you thinking?"
>She just lays there for a bit, only weakly answering after you finally get closer while she attempts to get up once more
>"Braaiins…"
"Ugh, you re impossible"
>You go back to your chair but decide to look back once more before sitting
>She s now limping towards you, dragging her back legs and moving even slower than before
"Would you stop? What are you even…"
>Its then that you remember one of Anon's tales
>Fictional or not, from what he had said, zombies behaved just like Anon is behaving now
>And they ate others from their own kind to live on
>And those who they bite would later become zombies themselves
>…Anon had bitten you
>How much damage an Alicorn zombie could make you didnt know, nor did you want to find out
>"Brraiinss…"
"Anon, stop that, I swear for Celestia if this is a prank…"
>What would you do? You re already infected
>You backpedal to get some space between you and Anon, never losing sight of her
>Maybe you could use the little time you have left to research a cure
>But you d need to get rid of Anon as well
>From what you remember, at this state she was already a lost cause
>Your flank hits a wall and forces you to stop
>Meanwhile Anon is still crawling at you, with the same stare you ve seen so far
>You dont have much time to think before she gets to you
>You start to sweat up after remembering how to deal with a zombie
>You really dont want to do that but you dont have a choice if you want to research a cure for this
>So you charge up a very powerfull bolt to do what s needed for Equestria
>Anon is already at your feet when he speaks for what will be his final words
>So you decide to let him mumble "brains" one last time, before you start the next step of your plan
>Something seems different from her face though, as she almost seems like she s smiling from your tense behaviour
>"BraaAHAHA, Twilight y-you should see your fa-"
>You tilt your horn a single degree from the original target before releasing the spell, grazing her hair with a bolt as big as her eye
>That shuts up whatever Anon had to say pretty quickly
"Never. Do. That. Again." - You say angrily
>She stays there unmoving, as you trot past her towards the table
>The new hole beside her will be a problem to fix, but you ll deal with that later
>For now, all you care about now are your cookies
>Actually, buck it, you re going to the library
"There s cookies on the table, clear your dish afterwards and if you need me im at the usual place"
>Picking up your plate of cookies you walk away to your destination, never looking back
>Only Anon to make your life a living hell from the very morning…
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>>160050
Its been a while since i did a recap of most of the greens there, but i remember EatCarbs being a fun one, though the guy havent wrote in a good while
https://pastebin.com/cCMbArUP
Its been a while since i did a recap of most of the greens there, but i remember EatCarbs being a fun one, though the guy havent wrote in a good while
https://pastebin.com/cCMbArUP
>>160044
"I don't know, you sure you believe that's a possibility? I could be lying if I said I was, I mean, if you didn't believe in the whole time loop and destiny plot despite being dumped in the body of a talking pastel horse girl child, what can you believe in?" [ 1d100 = 98 ]
"I don't know, you sure you believe that's a possibility? I could be lying if I said I was, I mean, if you didn't believe in the whole time loop and destiny plot despite being dumped in the body of a talking pastel horse girl child, what can you believe in?" [ 1d100 = 98 ]
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>>159833
>League reaches for your fillyhood
Oh no, we're corrupting the poor filly, aren't we?
Ask what universe Sweetie is in now. Hopefully not the one with the creepy conductor.
[ 1d100 = 23 ]
>>160044
Play hard to get and try to blend in with the vegetation with your usefully colored coat.
[ 1d100 = 11 ]
>League reaches for your fillyhood
Oh no, we're corrupting the poor filly, aren't we?
Ask what universe Sweetie is in now. Hopefully not the one with the creepy conductor.
[ 1d100 = 23 ]
>>160044
Play hard to get and try to blend in with the vegetation with your usefully colored coat.
[ 1d100 = 11 ]
>Be Anonfilly
>You were surprised that you could actually walk, considering how many many pancakes you ate
>Twilight had been real pushy on making sure "a growing filly" got what she deemed a suitable amount
>She liked watching you eat, peering over at you with every bite
>This time she was actually eating a fruit salad, rather than obsessively watching you.
>It was still a lot of rotations due to the massive amount of breakfast
>You didn't complain at the time
>Those pancakes were the shit
>Now you wish you had
"Can't I go lay down?" you asked for the umpteenth time, hoping Twilight would say yes
>Maybe you could even head back to the castle, promising not to perform any shenanigans
>Whether you would actually honor that promise was up in the air
>"No Anon, I might need your help."
"You're a literal demigoddess. How the he… heck will I be useful?"
>"You never know." she brushed your question off.
"Uuuuuuuugh." you whined loudly
>"Do you want me to carry you?" she asked with an equal amount of annoyance and hope
>Ugh, the jostling would be too much
"No, I'm fine." you answered with little conviction.
>"Well, let's pick up the pace. I'm the one lugging everything around." she said, her saddlebags full of expeditionary equipment, research tools, and extra water
>Probably was using magic to make them lighter or some shit
"Where are we even going?"
>"We're just gonna check out some stuff out of town."
"Can't we just teleport?"
>"I have to make sure we don't miss anything. This is really important."
>Apparently everything she did was super-important, the narcissist
>"Now, what are the rules again?"
"Don't drink the water. Don't eat anything. Stay close to you."
>She turns and rubs the top of your head with a hoof
>"Such a smart little filly."
>The compliment made you surprisingly happy.
>Due to your filly instincts, over course.
>You were surprised that you could actually walk, considering how many many pancakes you ate
>Twilight had been real pushy on making sure "a growing filly" got what she deemed a suitable amount
>She liked watching you eat, peering over at you with every bite
>This time she was actually eating a fruit salad, rather than obsessively watching you.
>It was still a lot of rotations due to the massive amount of breakfast
>You didn't complain at the time
>Those pancakes were the shit
>Now you wish you had
"Can't I go lay down?" you asked for the umpteenth time, hoping Twilight would say yes
>Maybe you could even head back to the castle, promising not to perform any shenanigans
>Whether you would actually honor that promise was up in the air
>"No Anon, I might need your help."
"You're a literal demigoddess. How the he… heck will I be useful?"
>"You never know." she brushed your question off.
"Uuuuuuuugh." you whined loudly
>"Do you want me to carry you?" she asked with an equal amount of annoyance and hope
>Ugh, the jostling would be too much
"No, I'm fine." you answered with little conviction.
>"Well, let's pick up the pace. I'm the one lugging everything around." she said, her saddlebags full of expeditionary equipment, research tools, and extra water
>Probably was using magic to make them lighter or some shit
"Where are we even going?"
>"We're just gonna check out some stuff out of town."
"Can't we just teleport?"
>"I have to make sure we don't miss anything. This is really important."
>Apparently everything she did was super-important, the narcissist
>"Now, what are the rules again?"
"Don't drink the water. Don't eat anything. Stay close to you."
>She turns and rubs the top of your head with a hoof
>"Such a smart little filly."
>The compliment made you surprisingly happy.
>Due to your filly instincts, over course.
>>160121
>One thing everyone forgets: deserts can turn into dry forests real fast
>You followed Twilight's form silently, alone in your thoughts as the two of you weaved between thin, gray, and numerous trees, struggling against the moderate slope
>Your looked mindlessly at the path ahead, with only Twilight's swaying rump breaking the monotony, occasionally getting a peek of her marebits when she flicked her tail
>How did she not have a BF yet?
>Oh, right, because of you.
>mischiefmanaged.png
>God, this was so boring
>Thankfully, overhead branches were abundant, helping to block out some of the oppressive sunlight
"Can we stop for a bit?" you whined, legs growing weary from the hike
>"Just a little bit farther, up until I find a good place to stop."
>You lifted your head to look around
>Twisted trees and dry earth surrounded you in all directions, with shrubbery blocking much of your field of vision
>You could hear large river to your right, and a gurgling stream close by to your left
>You kept hiking, on and on, for nearly ten minutes, until Twilight found a riverside spot fairly devoid of trees
>You didn't even bother to question why she picked this spot, you just flopped onto your hindquarters, eager for some relief
>Purple gently placed her saddlebags onto the ground, then pulled out test tubes, beakers, strips of acidity testing paper, and several devices you whose purpose you could not discern
>While she filled up a pair of beakers with river water, you noticed three things about the river:
>It was slow-moving at this junction
>It was at a bend, noticable by some miniscule white crystals similar to salt caking the outside of the curve
>Afterwards, the river split into many narrow streams, each zigzagging down the vast hill in different directions, with one larger than the others by a wide margin
>You reminisced on what you knew about rivers, from 12 years of formal science education and 52 episodes of The Magic School Bus
>Not much, all of your education was based on the ocean
>Erosion weathered and broke down rocks into bits as they flowed downriver
>Salmon went upstream to breed
>Cumming on kids is okay if you turn them into fish eggs first
>Basic stuff
>This place was quiet, but not in an eery way
>It made you feel zen, just the gentle whoosh of the river and soft breeze ruffling your mane
>Just thinking to yourself, listening to the flow of water, gushing downhill in a torrent, the sound of waves lapping against dirt and rock, splashing noises echoing-
>…
>Fuck.
>You needed to pee.
>One thing everyone forgets: deserts can turn into dry forests real fast
>You followed Twilight's form silently, alone in your thoughts as the two of you weaved between thin, gray, and numerous trees, struggling against the moderate slope
>Your looked mindlessly at the path ahead, with only Twilight's swaying rump breaking the monotony, occasionally getting a peek of her marebits when she flicked her tail
>How did she not have a BF yet?
>Oh, right, because of you.
>mischiefmanaged.png
>God, this was so boring
>Thankfully, overhead branches were abundant, helping to block out some of the oppressive sunlight
"Can we stop for a bit?" you whined, legs growing weary from the hike
>"Just a little bit farther, up until I find a good place to stop."
>You lifted your head to look around
>Twisted trees and dry earth surrounded you in all directions, with shrubbery blocking much of your field of vision
>You could hear large river to your right, and a gurgling stream close by to your left
>You kept hiking, on and on, for nearly ten minutes, until Twilight found a riverside spot fairly devoid of trees
>You didn't even bother to question why she picked this spot, you just flopped onto your hindquarters, eager for some relief
>Purple gently placed her saddlebags onto the ground, then pulled out test tubes, beakers, strips of acidity testing paper, and several devices you whose purpose you could not discern
>While she filled up a pair of beakers with river water, you noticed three things about the river:
>It was slow-moving at this junction
>It was at a bend, noticable by some miniscule white crystals similar to salt caking the outside of the curve
>Afterwards, the river split into many narrow streams, each zigzagging down the vast hill in different directions, with one larger than the others by a wide margin
>You reminisced on what you knew about rivers, from 12 years of formal science education and 52 episodes of The Magic School Bus
>Not much, all of your education was based on the ocean
>Erosion weathered and broke down rocks into bits as they flowed downriver
>Salmon went upstream to breed
>Cumming on kids is okay if you turn them into fish eggs first
>Basic stuff
>This place was quiet, but not in an eery way
>It made you feel zen, just the gentle whoosh of the river and soft breeze ruffling your mane
>Just thinking to yourself, listening to the flow of water, gushing downhill in a torrent, the sound of waves lapping against dirt and rock, splashing noises echoing-
>…
>Fuck.
>You needed to pee.
>>160122
"Uh, Twilight, I need to go potty."
>"There's a tree right behind you." she answered dismissively, not looking up away from a liquid-filled beaker she held in the sunlight
"Can't you teleport me to a bathroom?"
>"Anon, I really need to focus here, I can't afford any interruptions."
"But I can't pee in front of you!"
>"Why not? I'd be perfectly fine peeing in front of you."
>Of course you would you perv
>You began to wonder what that she'd done with that jar of pee you had given her so long ago for "medical testing"
>This led you down a rabbit hole, pondering about in what ways she could be deriving sexual pleasure from your newfound existence.
"Can't I go a bit further?"
>"Alright, but in the future, you use 'farther' for physical distance."
>You turned and trotted quickly downriver, trying to find a spot with decent coverage, continuing for nearly a quarter of a mile (metric units were for commies) until you found a bank of trees that obscured you from Twilight
>After a second of focusing, you felt the sweet release of your bladder emptying, the golden stream whizzing out of your vagina and soaking the ground underneath you, the dirt visibly darkening
>Your thoughts strayed to Aryanne
>When you got back home you'd try to sneak out and see her
>As you began to visualize the thiccness of her white, childbearing plot (well, for her age at least), you felt a wetness against the inside of your rear left leg
>Fuckfuckfuck
>Thankfully, your piss slowed to a trickle almost immediately
>You stood stockstill, taking in the situation
>You had pee high up on one of your many horsie thighs
>Twiggles wouldn't help you magically without losing patience
>And with all this fur, you couldn't just get a wet wipe
>You needed a bath
>You looked over your shoulder to the river
>While it was moving decently fast, you could hold your arms- well, front hooves against the ground to tether yourself
>You could make this work.
"Uh, Twilight, I need to go potty."
>"There's a tree right behind you." she answered dismissively, not looking up away from a liquid-filled beaker she held in the sunlight
"Can't you teleport me to a bathroom?"
>"Anon, I really need to focus here, I can't afford any interruptions."
"But I can't pee in front of you!"
>"Why not? I'd be perfectly fine peeing in front of you."
>Of course you would you perv
>You began to wonder what that she'd done with that jar of pee you had given her so long ago for "medical testing"
>This led you down a rabbit hole, pondering about in what ways she could be deriving sexual pleasure from your newfound existence.
"Can't I go a bit further?"
>"Alright, but in the future, you use 'farther' for physical distance."
>You turned and trotted quickly downriver, trying to find a spot with decent coverage, continuing for nearly a quarter of a mile (metric units were for commies) until you found a bank of trees that obscured you from Twilight
>After a second of focusing, you felt the sweet release of your bladder emptying, the golden stream whizzing out of your vagina and soaking the ground underneath you, the dirt visibly darkening
>Your thoughts strayed to Aryanne
>When you got back home you'd try to sneak out and see her
>As you began to visualize the thiccness of her white, childbearing plot (well, for her age at least), you felt a wetness against the inside of your rear left leg
>Fuckfuckfuck
>Thankfully, your piss slowed to a trickle almost immediately
>You stood stockstill, taking in the situation
>You had pee high up on one of your many horsie thighs
>Twiggles wouldn't help you magically without losing patience
>And with all this fur, you couldn't just get a wet wipe
>You needed a bath
>You looked over your shoulder to the river
>While it was moving decently fast, you could hold your arms- well, front hooves against the ground to tether yourself
>You could make this work.
>>160123
>You scooted over to the water's edge, careful to avoid falling in
>The large, low, flat rocks hung over the water's edge; one slip and you'd become soaked
>Slowly inserting a hoof into the water, you come to the realization that it is lukewarm
>A little surprising, but considering how hot it was out today, you weren't baffled
>The mountain was undoubtedly taking in rainwater, preventing it from reaching the desert wastes behind you, which was also the reason for the forest
>But this would be unsustainable, so water was likely being pushed up to the top of the mountain by some form of underground geyser
>You rotate around, plot facing the current, and rest on your knees
>Wriggling backwards, you manage to get your rear hooves into the water
>A few more gyrations and the rear third of your body was in the water, back legs completely submerged
>You laid on the comfortably warm rock, thinking only of the feeling of water pulsing against your body, cleaning the pee out of your fur
>At least it hadn't gotten in your mouth
>You scooted over to the water's edge, careful to avoid falling in
>The large, low, flat rocks hung over the water's edge; one slip and you'd become soaked
>Slowly inserting a hoof into the water, you come to the realization that it is lukewarm
>A little surprising, but considering how hot it was out today, you weren't baffled
>The mountain was undoubtedly taking in rainwater, preventing it from reaching the desert wastes behind you, which was also the reason for the forest
>But this would be unsustainable, so water was likely being pushed up to the top of the mountain by some form of underground geyser
>You rotate around, plot facing the current, and rest on your knees
>Wriggling backwards, you manage to get your rear hooves into the water
>A few more gyrations and the rear third of your body was in the water, back legs completely submerged
>You laid on the comfortably warm rock, thinking only of the feeling of water pulsing against your body, cleaning the pee out of your fur
>At least it hadn't gotten in your mouth
>>160125
Sorry for my absence, my computer broke and phoneposting is hell. And I did see the art, and I LOVED it. It's one of my favorite scenes- I thought the Glimmer "BRAAAP" fakeout was pretty clever, but I'm a smug, arrogant faggot.
Sorry for my absence, my computer broke and phoneposting is hell. And I did see the art, and I LOVED it. It's one of my favorite scenes- I thought the Glimmer "BRAAAP" fakeout was pretty clever, but I'm a smug, arrogant faggot.
>>160124
>Eventually you grew bored of the sensation, and knew that eventually Purple would come find you
>So you tried to scoot yourself back up, attempting to pull yourself out like you did at the pool
>As you push your right hoof against the bedrock, you slip, and begin desperately trying to grab at the stone before your hoof fell off alongside you, the bottom half growing wet as well
>shitshitshitshit.png
>You hold onto the edge of the rock with your remaining hoof, summoning all your strength to attempt one last pull
>But without fingers, you cannot get a grip on the stone, and feel yourself slip from the rocky edge
>You are pulled into the river by the swirling water, your front half also becoming soaked as you are deposited in the faster-moving center of the river
>You shut your eyes instinctively as your form is pulled under the surface by an underwater current
>Commence flashback to the time you nearly drowned.
More later tonight, ~8-10 hours from now
>Eventually you grew bored of the sensation, and knew that eventually Purple would come find you
>So you tried to scoot yourself back up, attempting to pull yourself out like you did at the pool
>As you push your right hoof against the bedrock, you slip, and begin desperately trying to grab at the stone before your hoof fell off alongside you, the bottom half growing wet as well
>shitshitshitshit.png
>You hold onto the edge of the rock with your remaining hoof, summoning all your strength to attempt one last pull
>But without fingers, you cannot get a grip on the stone, and feel yourself slip from the rocky edge
>You are pulled into the river by the swirling water, your front half also becoming soaked as you are deposited in the faster-moving center of the river
>You shut your eyes instinctively as your form is pulled under the surface by an underwater current
>Commence flashback to the time you nearly drowned.
More later tonight, ~8-10 hours from now
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>>160126
Just glad you're back, the thread really isn't the same without ya.
Alright, I'll find someone else's cock to suck now. Seriously though, love your shit.
Just glad you're back, the thread really isn't the same without ya.
Alright, I'll find someone else's cock to suck now. Seriously though, love your shit.
…
>>159833
"The balls, what the fuck did you mean by that?"
>"The ball mill media. You did pretty well the second time around at least."
"I-I, what?"
>"Don't worry about it."
"See, that's the problem here. Now I'm gonna-"
>"Clock's ticking."
"Right, sorry. Um, what universe are you in? Or ya'know, just where in general…"
>"They'd hurt me again if I told you."
"Um, what do I need to do?"
>"Well, there's no need. The path set in front of you isn't exactly linear."
>You would scream in frustration if it didn't sound like cryptic bullshit was Sweetie Belle's first language now.
"Who can I trust?"
>"Yourself."
>Before you can say anything else, your dream dissolves into static.
>You feel a faint pinprick on your hoof as Twilight stares down at you.
>You never really noticed just how large she was until you were reduced to the tiny size you now hold.
>"That should inhibit your nervous system just enough to observe."
>You try to ask her what she's doing, but you find your jaw won't respond again.
>As you see the gleam of sterile metal in the barely-illuminated darkness, you try to squirm but are unable to.
>"Here, let me prop your head up."
>She places something under your neck and you can see the bare table you're laying on.
>No need for restraints apparently.
>You feel a loosening at your jaw.
"T-twilight? Is there something wrong with me?"
>"Oh, most certainly not. You're the first healthy specimen to date that has survived any sort of transmorphic magic, and I haven't even had the chance to take tissue samples. Please do forgive me for my crimes against science."
"A-april fools isn't for months, Twilight…"
>"Mhm. If you don't have anything nice to say about my work, don't say anything at all. First I'll need some muscular tissue."
>You expect to feel at least a twinge of pain as the sharp scalpel pierces your leg, but you feel absolutely nothing as Twilight works, taking out bits and pieces of your leg.
>You feel especially squeamish as she finally finishes up with your hind legs, the grand finale being her taking one of your hooves as a souvenir.
>You feel like vomiting, but nothing comes.
>You silently beg Twilight with your eyes not to do this to you as she takes her trusty gleaming instrument and pierces your abdomen.
>Drawing an oozing line perpendicular to the table, you are almost reminded of the fetal pig you dissected in middle school.
>You could barely even press the knife hard enough to pierce the flesh of the underbelly, but Twilight is seemingly a pro.
>Before long, she has a section of your large intestines in her magical grasp.
>"Wow Anon, I will admit that all of this is really taking guts to get through."
>You would groan if you weren't positive you were going to die now.
>Sure enough, Twilight continues to harvest portions of your organism.
>Sometimes full organs, sometimes just samples of tissue.
>You almost sigh in relief when your heart is lifted from the gaping cavity that is your chest, but Twilight simply grins as you begin to glow a light purple.
>She's manually pumping your blood.
>It won't last lonng you're sure, but knowing Twilight it'll be just long enough.
>"Before I do actually kill you, I wanted to tell you something. Everything I ever said about loving you, every wing I put around you, it was all just a ruse. I've always hated you with a burning passion, and I'd like you to know that before you die."
"I-I don't think I want to live anyways after that…"
>"Good. I'm going to sever your brain stem from the rest of your body in three…"
>"Two…"
>"One…"
>…
>You shoot up in bed, barrel soaked in sweat and legs soaked in piss.
>Looking around in the dark, you see Twilight and League are nowhere to be found.
>Whimpering, you simply bury your head in your hooves and cry quietly for a few minutes.
>The dark room gives way to light for an instant as the door cracks, a white-coated mare looking back at you from the hallway outside.
>Input action.
>>159833
"The balls, what the fuck did you mean by that?"
>"The ball mill media. You did pretty well the second time around at least."
"I-I, what?"
>"Don't worry about it."
"See, that's the problem here. Now I'm gonna-"
>"Clock's ticking."
"Right, sorry. Um, what universe are you in? Or ya'know, just where in general…"
>"They'd hurt me again if I told you."
"Um, what do I need to do?"
>"Well, there's no need. The path set in front of you isn't exactly linear."
>You would scream in frustration if it didn't sound like cryptic bullshit was Sweetie Belle's first language now.
"Who can I trust?"
>"Yourself."
>Before you can say anything else, your dream dissolves into static.
>You feel a faint pinprick on your hoof as Twilight stares down at you.
>You never really noticed just how large she was until you were reduced to the tiny size you now hold.
>"That should inhibit your nervous system just enough to observe."
>You try to ask her what she's doing, but you find your jaw won't respond again.
>As you see the gleam of sterile metal in the barely-illuminated darkness, you try to squirm but are unable to.
>"Here, let me prop your head up."
>She places something under your neck and you can see the bare table you're laying on.
>No need for restraints apparently.
>You feel a loosening at your jaw.
"T-twilight? Is there something wrong with me?"
>"Oh, most certainly not. You're the first healthy specimen to date that has survived any sort of transmorphic magic, and I haven't even had the chance to take tissue samples. Please do forgive me for my crimes against science."
"A-april fools isn't for months, Twilight…"
>"Mhm. If you don't have anything nice to say about my work, don't say anything at all. First I'll need some muscular tissue."
>You expect to feel at least a twinge of pain as the sharp scalpel pierces your leg, but you feel absolutely nothing as Twilight works, taking out bits and pieces of your leg.
>You feel especially squeamish as she finally finishes up with your hind legs, the grand finale being her taking one of your hooves as a souvenir.
>You feel like vomiting, but nothing comes.
>You silently beg Twilight with your eyes not to do this to you as she takes her trusty gleaming instrument and pierces your abdomen.
>Drawing an oozing line perpendicular to the table, you are almost reminded of the fetal pig you dissected in middle school.
>You could barely even press the knife hard enough to pierce the flesh of the underbelly, but Twilight is seemingly a pro.
>Before long, she has a section of your large intestines in her magical grasp.
>"Wow Anon, I will admit that all of this is really taking guts to get through."
>You would groan if you weren't positive you were going to die now.
>Sure enough, Twilight continues to harvest portions of your organism.
>Sometimes full organs, sometimes just samples of tissue.
>You almost sigh in relief when your heart is lifted from the gaping cavity that is your chest, but Twilight simply grins as you begin to glow a light purple.
>She's manually pumping your blood.
>It won't last lonng you're sure, but knowing Twilight it'll be just long enough.
>"Before I do actually kill you, I wanted to tell you something. Everything I ever said about loving you, every wing I put around you, it was all just a ruse. I've always hated you with a burning passion, and I'd like you to know that before you die."
"I-I don't think I want to live anyways after that…"
>"Good. I'm going to sever your brain stem from the rest of your body in three…"
>"Two…"
>"One…"
>…
>You shoot up in bed, barrel soaked in sweat and legs soaked in piss.
>Looking around in the dark, you see Twilight and League are nowhere to be found.
>Whimpering, you simply bury your head in your hooves and cry quietly for a few minutes.
>The dark room gives way to light for an instant as the door cracks, a white-coated mare looking back at you from the hallway outside.
>Input action.
>>160154
Rolling can already be hard enough with hands, I can not imagine trying to do so with hooves.
Rolling can already be hard enough with hands, I can not imagine trying to do so with hooves.
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>>160172
(you)
Here's another one with lighter uniform and mane/tail colors, to help contrast the lines
(you)
Here's another one with lighter uniform and mane/tail colors, to help contrast the lines
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I want to make filly a mommy.
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>>160044
"Would you actually believe me if I said yes? I mean, you didn't exactly say you believed me on the whole time loop thing or destiny thing."
>"You know, I asked you if you were fucking with me, and you said yes."
"Well I fucked up on that one, so I guess I'm just gonna be watching you until one of us gets eaten."
>"So is that permission to feed you to my cat?"
"No."
>"Right. Well, I guess I have no choice but to invite you inside for a beer and a Vegemite sandwich."
"Vegemite? Is that shit even edible?"
>"You tell me. I've been trying to reverse engineer the recipe ever since I came here. I think I've managed a good approximation with some ground black sesame seeds, soy sauce, apple cider vinegar, and of course, brewer's yeast. It is not as disgusting as it sounds, promise. What do you say?"
"Would you actually believe me if I said yes? I mean, you didn't exactly say you believed me on the whole time loop thing or destiny thing."
>"You know, I asked you if you were fucking with me, and you said yes."
"Well I fucked up on that one, so I guess I'm just gonna be watching you until one of us gets eaten."
>"So is that permission to feed you to my cat?"
"No."
>"Right. Well, I guess I have no choice but to invite you inside for a beer and a Vegemite sandwich."
"Vegemite? Is that shit even edible?"
>"You tell me. I've been trying to reverse engineer the recipe ever since I came here. I think I've managed a good approximation with some ground black sesame seeds, soy sauce, apple cider vinegar, and of course, brewer's yeast. It is not as disgusting as it sounds, promise. What do you say?"
>>160195
Holy fuck thats it. I'm calling it. No monsters, no commies, just bad vegemite. Time to die.
[ 1d100 = 93 ]
Holy fuck thats it. I'm calling it. No monsters, no commies, just bad vegemite. Time to die.
[ 1d100 = 93 ]
>>160127
Fuckin' hell, every update I just realize how dangerous being a filly could be.
Glad you're back mate.
Fuckin' hell, every update I just realize how dangerous being a filly could be.
Glad you're back mate.
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>>160127
>Kicking out desperately, you manage to push your head above water
>Blinking the water out from your eyelids, you can tell that you've traveled about 10 meters since you were ripped from your perch
>The river was quick, but not nearly much so as rapids
>Remembering what you learned about riptides, you attempt to swim back to the shore at a diagonal, but it's no use
>You just go with the flow, struggling to keep your head above water
>It was just a matter of time until it slowed, stopped, or turned sharp enough for you to reach an edge
>Kicking out desperately, you manage to push your head above water
>Blinking the water out from your eyelids, you can tell that you've traveled about 10 meters since you were ripped from your perch
>The river was quick, but not nearly much so as rapids
>Remembering what you learned about riptides, you attempt to swim back to the shore at a diagonal, but it's no use
>You just go with the flow, struggling to keep your head above water
>It was just a matter of time until it slowed, stopped, or turned sharp enough for you to reach an edge
>>160217
>You can feel the angle of the earth, and by extension the river, dip deeper downwards
>By extension, the stream began speeding up, your body tugged with it
>You manage to rotate your body, trying to analyze your surroundings
>What was that whooshing noise?
>Ahead of you, you manage to see the horizon, the river disappearing from your vision
>Wait, that would mean…
>You can feel the angle of the earth, and by extension the river, dip deeper downwards
>By extension, the stream began speeding up, your body tugged with it
>You manage to rotate your body, trying to analyze your surroundings
>What was that whooshing noise?
>Ahead of you, you manage to see the horizon, the river disappearing from your vision
>Wait, that would mean…
>>160218
>You redouble your efforts, attempting to swim to shore by going with the the direction of the water, but the current is simply too fast, and you make no progress
>So you tuck your legs in to minimize any chance of injury as the edge draws closer
>You close your eyes, not wanting to watch yourself die
>You didn't move as you felt the water speed gradually increase, and listen as the wooshing sound grew louder
>For a moment you felt weightless
>Then you felt yourself land with a "SPLOOSH!", with a twinge of pain arcing across your rear legs
>You redouble your efforts, attempting to swim to shore by going with the the direction of the water, but the current is simply too fast, and you make no progress
>So you tuck your legs in to minimize any chance of injury as the edge draws closer
>You close your eyes, not wanting to watch yourself die
>You didn't move as you felt the water speed gradually increase, and listen as the wooshing sound grew louder
>For a moment you felt weightless
>Then you felt yourself land with a "SPLOOSH!", with a twinge of pain arcing across your rear legs
>>160219
>You claw back up to the surface, head penetrating the water
>The current had slowed, and you desperately kicked out towards the shore
>Pulling yourself to sandy ground, you crawl a few steps away from your edge and roll onto your back, just taking in the comforting feel of the ground beneath you
>You began coughing out water, but your lungs seemingly weren't damaged
>The only sounds were your rough breathing and the flowing water.
>You claw back up to the surface, head penetrating the water
>The current had slowed, and you desperately kicked out towards the shore
>Pulling yourself to sandy ground, you crawl a few steps away from your edge and roll onto your back, just taking in the comforting feel of the ground beneath you
>You began coughing out water, but your lungs seemingly weren't damaged
>The only sounds were your rough breathing and the flowing water.
>>160220
>Eventually, you sit up and gauge your surroundings
>You were in some kind of pit, with a waterfall depositing water into a large pool, which churned violently where the waterfall slammed against the pond and flowed into a slow, wide stream
>You look up and see that the pit has convex walls that curve back inwards at the very top, making the pit essentially cone-shaped with an open top that was ~80% the radius of the bottom
>The edges of the pit were smooth, and you spied no obvious entrances- or exits
>But surely the water had to go somewhere
>So you walked with the current- a short journey, as the hole seemed to be 40 meters in diameter
>Reaching the opposite wall, you see a small slit at the base from which the water was exiting, about three meters wide and ~14 inches tall
>There was no way you were fitting through there
>And even if you could ,there was a decent chance it led underground, and you doubted you'd be able to return through it
>Twilight would inevitably find you down here, but a meal missed and a scolding was the superior alternative to drowning
>So you decided to wait.
>Eventually, you sit up and gauge your surroundings
>You were in some kind of pit, with a waterfall depositing water into a large pool, which churned violently where the waterfall slammed against the pond and flowed into a slow, wide stream
>You look up and see that the pit has convex walls that curve back inwards at the very top, making the pit essentially cone-shaped with an open top that was ~80% the radius of the bottom
>The edges of the pit were smooth, and you spied no obvious entrances- or exits
>But surely the water had to go somewhere
>So you walked with the current- a short journey, as the hole seemed to be 40 meters in diameter
>Reaching the opposite wall, you see a small slit at the base from which the water was exiting, about three meters wide and ~14 inches tall
>There was no way you were fitting through there
>And even if you could ,there was a decent chance it led underground, and you doubted you'd be able to return through it
>Twilight would inevitably find you down here, but a meal missed and a scolding was the superior alternative to drowning
>So you decided to wait.
> Twilight sees a bunch of fillies heading into the bathroom, at once
> She wonders what they are up to, but is busy and doesn't decide to investigate
> Does she hear… giggling? Ugh, these fillies always seem up to no good.
-- In the bathroom --
> Anonfilly lies still, dripping onto the cold, smooth tile.
> She opens up her legs, daring the fillies: "Who thinks they can last longer than me?"
> Another filly clamors over to her, and pounces.
> "A-aaah.."
> As those two fuck, other fillies are just starting.
> Two nervous fillies are pawing at each other in front of the mirror. Their lips lock in a kiss.
> Some of them have elected to form a pile, a mess of squirming hooves and heads blushing, buried into a filly's snatch.
— LATER —
> Twilight has come back, finally having re-written her list of lists and sorting the library another several times.
> She recalls to earlier in the day.
> "I wonder what those fillies were up to… I'll check it out"
> As she walks across the castle, she begins to worry.
> Is that moaning?
> She wonders what they are up to, but is busy and doesn't decide to investigate
> Does she hear… giggling? Ugh, these fillies always seem up to no good.
-- In the bathroom --
> Anonfilly lies still, dripping onto the cold, smooth tile.
> She opens up her legs, daring the fillies: "Who thinks they can last longer than me?"
> Another filly clamors over to her, and pounces.
> "A-aaah.."
> As those two fuck, other fillies are just starting.
> Two nervous fillies are pawing at each other in front of the mirror. Their lips lock in a kiss.
> Some of them have elected to form a pile, a mess of squirming hooves and heads blushing, buried into a filly's snatch.
— LATER —
> Twilight has come back, finally having re-written her list of lists and sorting the library another several times.
> She recalls to earlier in the day.
> "I wonder what those fillies were up to… I'll check it out"
> As she walks across the castle, she begins to worry.
> Is that moaning?
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>>160204
Gorgeous!
>>160153
Cry for help. You're a filly after all, what's she going to do, >rape you?
Don't answer that
[ 1d100 = 17 ]
>>160195
Test the viability of these emergency rations and figure out how to make pemmican.
[ 1d100 = 46 ]
>>160221
It's not an AF story if filly isn't drowning herself every other week. At this rate Twilight should just turn her into a seapony.
>>160222
And this is why you stuff your partner's mouth with cotton.
>>160223
Gorgeous!
>>160153
Cry for help. You're a filly after all, what's she going to do, >rape you?
Don't answer that
[ 1d100 = 17 ]
>>160195
Test the viability of these emergency rations and figure out how to make pemmican.
[ 1d100 = 46 ]
>>160221
It's not an AF story if filly isn't drowning herself every other week. At this rate Twilight should just turn her into a seapony.
>>160222
And this is why you stuff your partner's mouth with cotton.
>>160223
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I don't really have the time to put out an update tonight, but I'll have plenty of time for amateur drawfaggotry tomorrow. Any horrible (or not so horrible) things you all want to see happening to filly?
Might not do everything, fyi.
Might not do everything, fyi.
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>>160257
>Twilight rushes over hugs you against her chest before you go full meltdown
>"Shhh, shhh, it's okay Anon, it's just a butterfly, it can't hurt you. That's it, baby, just calm down. Let's go get some ice cream, does ice cream sound good?"
>Purple will never calm you down after an aspie tantrum
>Twilight rushes over hugs you against her chest before you go full meltdown
>"Shhh, shhh, it's okay Anon, it's just a butterfly, it can't hurt you. That's it, baby, just calm down. Let's go get some ice cream, does ice cream sound good?"
>Purple will never calm you down after an aspie tantrum
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>Mom princess will never hold you tenderly and stroke you while you suck cock
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>>160208
>I wish I had a graphics tablet to do the more detailed things
You can do that with the pen in Photoshop using mouse. See artist Tsitra360 (or vest816?) hair tutorial.
>I wish I had a graphics tablet to do the more detailed things
You can do that with the pen in Photoshop using mouse. See artist Tsitra360 (or vest816?) hair tutorial.
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Have a wip
>>160296
But a pen would make it worthwhile. Sure, I could do it with a mouse, but it'd take me like 2 or 3 hours…
But a pen would make it worthwhile. Sure, I could do it with a mouse, but it'd take me like 2 or 3 hours…
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>>160303
It takes the same time with the pen. The pen just make it more fun.
>pic related done with mouse
It takes the same time with the pen. The pen just make it more fun.
>pic related done with mouse
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>>160304
Good to know so i dont lose hope in drawing with a mouse, but same time? You sure?
Do ya even got a tablet? What would ya recomend that s decent enough for another hue? Dont really plan on buying but from curiosity
Have a drink, this one is on me
Good to know so i dont lose hope in drawing with a mouse, but same time? You sure?
Do ya even got a tablet? What would ya recomend that s decent enough for another hue? Dont really plan on buying but from curiosity
Have a drink, this one is on me
>>160304
>It takes the same time with the pen
I'm gonna call bullshit on that. If you'd seen how I use a mouse, you'd understand. I try to move in a smooth curve and I end up with some mishappen, lumpy V shape. I cannot into mice.
>It takes the same time with the pen
I'm gonna call bullshit on that. If you'd seen how I use a mouse, you'd understand. I try to move in a smooth curve and I end up with some mishappen, lumpy V shape. I cannot into mice.
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>>160306
>What would ya recomend that s decent enough for another hue?
Intuos, the cheap one, its R$ 300,00 os less.
There are two models, the old one(on the right) is better.
>>160308
>>160309
I mean, you need to use the vector tools to draw, not free-hand-drawing. Photoshop has the pen and Illustrator has all the vector tools.
And yes, it takes the same time as the pen. The pen can be more fluid and useful to sketches but final art can be done with both.
>What would ya recomend that s decent enough for another hue?
Intuos, the cheap one, its R$ 300,00 os less.
There are two models, the old one(on the right) is better.
>>160308
>>160309
I mean, you need to use the vector tools to draw, not free-hand-drawing. Photoshop has the pen and Illustrator has all the vector tools.
And yes, it takes the same time as the pen. The pen can be more fluid and useful to sketches but final art can be done with both.
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>>160310
>you need to use the vector tools to draw, not free-hand-drawing.
>need
Vector drawing is super uncomfy for me, and I'm used to drawing freehanded. You don't need to use vector tools.
>you need to use the vector tools to draw, not free-hand-drawing.
>need
Vector drawing is super uncomfy for me, and I'm used to drawing freehanded. You don't need to use vector tools.
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>>160312
>draw on paper
>take a pic
>use vector lines on it
>????
>New Filly
Unless you're like this crazy bastard who did this horse with the mouse https://www.deviantart.com/tsitra360/art/Running-Horse-Old-149382216
>>160313
Do the pen needs battery?
>draw on paper
>take a pic
>use vector lines on it
>????
>New Filly
Unless you're like this crazy bastard who did this horse with the mouse https://www.deviantart.com/tsitra360/art/Running-Horse-Old-149382216
>>160313
Do the pen needs battery?
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>>160316
Everytime I try to vector, the lines don't quite look right. If you got a tutorial, I might try it. Until then…
Everytime I try to vector, the lines don't quite look right. If you got a tutorial, I might try it. Until then…
>>160317
Oh yeah, and preferably a tutorial for Inkscape or another Linux-compatible program. Fuck Windows, and all that shit…
Oh yeah, and preferably a tutorial for Inkscape or another Linux-compatible program. Fuck Windows, and all that shit…
>>160319
/r/ing these 3 panels from any drawfag, the 3 steps of making a filly
Step 1: Draw some circles
Step 2: ???
Step 3: Congrats, you made a filly
/r/ing these 3 panels from any drawfag, the 3 steps of making a filly
Step 1: Draw some circles
Step 2: ???
Step 3: Congrats, you made a filly
Another alternative for the art inclined with only a mouse…
Learn to use the bezier's curve tool. Break it up often, and you can make okay-ish art.
Like with every creative endeavor, patience and sticking with it to the end is a must.
Learn to use the bezier's curve tool. Break it up often, and you can make okay-ish art.
Like with every creative endeavor, patience and sticking with it to the end is a must.
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>>160327
Better than wasting money on heavy batteries. You don't want a heavy pen that's harder to manipulate do you?
Better than wasting money on heavy batteries. You don't want a heavy pen that's harder to manipulate do you?
>>160328
I saw some shills review. It have the tilt tools but Wacom don't need to charge at all.
Both have the same cost so, it's artist decision now.
I saw some shills review. It have the tilt tools but Wacom don't need to charge at all.
Both have the same cost so, it's artist decision now.
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>>160195
"You know what? Fuck it, sure. If your weird-ass bread spread kills me, I guess I won't have to fight a monster next loop."
She takes one look over you and begins to laugh.
>"You? Fighting? No offense, but you don't look like you'd last long here. Next time bring guns or something."
"Yeah, I'm pretty sure they don't have those in Equestria."
"An American without a sidearm? Now imagine my shock!"
The two of you exchange more banter about one another's countries as you approach Daring's shack in a small forest clearing. When it comes into view, you find it surprisingly well-built, thought the small vegetable garden out in front is clearly not this pony's strong point.
You do manage to pass by the manticore you saw earlier, but Daring assures you that it really is tame, and she demonstrates this by throwing a Frisbee and having it catch it. She explains that she managed to nurse the bastard back to health when she initially found it bleeding out after a bad fight with a hydra. Though the two can't talk, they do have a bit of a mutual understanding of one another.
Finally, she invites you into her house, which you find relatively cozy-looking. She has a proper bed, an ice chest in the corner, a table with some chairs, some cabinets full of food, etc… everything she could need for a tiny forest cabinet. Except, of course, for a bathroom. Here, she explains, the outback is your bathroom and leaves are your "dunny rolls". You swear, it's like she's using her weird slang on purpose to fuck with you.
She offers you a seat at the table and tosses you a bottle of some Appaloosan lager. You take a sip and, to be honest, it's pretty decent, though you're growing concerned a bit for your liver - this is technically the second day in a row your filly body has been exposed to alcohol. Fortunately, you've got some food to wash this all down with - a couple of slices of toast with some weird blackish shit smeared over them. You take a bite and… honestly, it's not too bad. You're not quite sure what to call the flavor though.
>"Nothing like a cold one and vegemite, yeah?"
"You know what? Fuck it, sure. If your weird-ass bread spread kills me, I guess I won't have to fight a monster next loop."
She takes one look over you and begins to laugh.
>"You? Fighting? No offense, but you don't look like you'd last long here. Next time bring guns or something."
"Yeah, I'm pretty sure they don't have those in Equestria."
"An American without a sidearm? Now imagine my shock!"
The two of you exchange more banter about one another's countries as you approach Daring's shack in a small forest clearing. When it comes into view, you find it surprisingly well-built, thought the small vegetable garden out in front is clearly not this pony's strong point.
You do manage to pass by the manticore you saw earlier, but Daring assures you that it really is tame, and she demonstrates this by throwing a Frisbee and having it catch it. She explains that she managed to nurse the bastard back to health when she initially found it bleeding out after a bad fight with a hydra. Though the two can't talk, they do have a bit of a mutual understanding of one another.
Finally, she invites you into her house, which you find relatively cozy-looking. She has a proper bed, an ice chest in the corner, a table with some chairs, some cabinets full of food, etc… everything she could need for a tiny forest cabinet. Except, of course, for a bathroom. Here, she explains, the outback is your bathroom and leaves are your "dunny rolls". You swear, it's like she's using her weird slang on purpose to fuck with you.
She offers you a seat at the table and tosses you a bottle of some Appaloosan lager. You take a sip and, to be honest, it's pretty decent, though you're growing concerned a bit for your liver - this is technically the second day in a row your filly body has been exposed to alcohol. Fortunately, you've got some food to wash this all down with - a couple of slices of toast with some weird blackish shit smeared over them. You take a bite and… honestly, it's not too bad. You're not quite sure what to call the flavor though.
>"Nothing like a cold one and vegemite, yeah?"
Note for when copying to pastebin: forgot > on one of Daring's messages. Edit this in later.
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>>160334
I get that impression too, but I really don't want to go through the entire show again just to prove that the show writers don't know shit about horses.
I get that impression too, but I really don't want to go through the entire show again just to prove that the show writers don't know shit about horses.
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Hi Anons, need help raising my filly.
Ever since I've found her she's been uppity, and recently she's been having even more behavioral problems-attempting to cuddle, begging for food when I don't feel like feeding her- hell, she tried to climb into my bed a few nights ago because she claimed she was "scared of the thunderstorm". Just for that I had to tie her up in the yard, and the sobbing was really annoying.
I've been hitting her nonstop-especially around the head- and it's not working, plus the bruises aren't aesthetically pleasing to me. I feel like I need to use more severe punishment. Should I switch to a bat? And if so, should I go with a wooden bat or straight to aluminum? How do I teach her how worthless and undeserving of love she is?
>pic related: third-rate animal I'm thinking about putting down
Ever since I've found her she's been uppity, and recently she's been having even more behavioral problems-attempting to cuddle, begging for food when I don't feel like feeding her- hell, she tried to climb into my bed a few nights ago because she claimed she was "scared of the thunderstorm". Just for that I had to tie her up in the yard, and the sobbing was really annoying.
I've been hitting her nonstop-especially around the head- and it's not working, plus the bruises aren't aesthetically pleasing to me. I feel like I need to use more severe punishment. Should I switch to a bat? And if so, should I go with a wooden bat or straight to aluminum? How do I teach her how worthless and undeserving of love she is?
>pic related: third-rate animal I'm thinking about putting down
>>160343
Switch to a sack of mandarins, you can bash all you want, and no bruises!
Alternatively, switch to Electro-Shock correctional therapy
Switch to a sack of mandarins, you can bash all you want, and no bruises!
Alternatively, switch to Electro-Shock correctional therapy
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>>160343
And why did you think getting a filly would be a good idea then?
Now because you've resorted to such harsh punishment immediately, she's never going to listen to you for anything, and harsher punishment will be required in order to make an impact in reprimanding her.
You're gonna have to try harder than that faggot, I'm calling the ponice on you, may Celestia have mercy on your soul.
And why did you think getting a filly would be a good idea then?
Now because you've resorted to such harsh punishment immediately, she's never going to listen to you for anything, and harsher punishment will be required in order to make an impact in reprimanding her.
You're gonna have to try harder than that faggot, I'm calling the ponice on you, may Celestia have mercy on your soul.
>>160343
The trick is to get another one, and train the second to discipline the other. Then if the filly gets sad or angery, it's at the other filly and not (You)
Give the new filly some rewards for doing your bidding, things that you normally don't give the first filly, like maybe a bath or some kind of treat.
Even for fillies, the idea is to use psychology, Anon.
The trick is to get another one, and train the second to discipline the other. Then if the filly gets sad or angery, it's at the other filly and not (You)
Give the new filly some rewards for doing your bidding, things that you normally don't give the first filly, like maybe a bath or some kind of treat.
Even for fillies, the idea is to use psychology, Anon.
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>>160376
>wanting to get fucked by Anon is degenerate
>wanting to enjoy 7 seconds of horsecock with some non-anon nigger
kill yourself you hedonistic faggot
>wanting to get fucked by Anon is degenerate
>wanting to enjoy 7 seconds of horsecock with some non-anon nigger
kill yourself you hedonistic faggot
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>>160377
Oh. OH. Now I get it. That's not really what I was even getting at, but whatever. I'm not gonna get all on your case for homolusting after your boyfriend's monkey cock, gayfilly.
Oh. OH. Now I get it. That's not really what I was even getting at, but whatever. I'm not gonna get all on your case for homolusting after your boyfriend's monkey cock, gayfilly.
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>>160380
Says (You), fagfilly! I don't have an Anon yet.
But one day…
And YOU'LL be the biggest faggot filly!
Says (You), fagfilly! I don't have an Anon yet.
But one day…
And YOU'LL be the biggest faggot filly!
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Filly needs socks to stay warm
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>>160400
Scootaloo is gonna bring RD with her to see Anon and her new socks and then they will all hold hooves.
Scootaloo is gonna bring RD with her to see Anon and her new socks and then they will all hold hooves.
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>>160419
Why is it that fillies drawn using that method must always be trapped within a circle? Why would anyone be so cruel?
Why is it that fillies drawn using that method must always be trapped within a circle? Why would anyone be so cruel?
>>160420
It's a drawn circle, they can escape whenever they want! Fillies aren't ants, they don't get trapped by a line on the ground.
It's a drawn circle, they can escape whenever they want! Fillies aren't ants, they don't get trapped by a line on the ground.
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her smile and optimism: gone
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>>160330
"Yeah it is pretty alright. But are you sure you got the flavor right? This is far too good to be Vegemite."
She shrugs.
>"Fuck if I know. Just as long as it tastes good, who gives a shit?"
"Fair."
You finish up the rest of your food and beer and soon find yourself collapsed on Daring's bed.
>"So…"
"So…"
>"What do we do now, sentinel?"
"Yeah it is pretty alright. But are you sure you got the flavor right? This is far too good to be Vegemite."
She shrugs.
>"Fuck if I know. Just as long as it tastes good, who gives a shit?"
"Fair."
You finish up the rest of your food and beer and soon find yourself collapsed on Daring's bed.
>"So…"
"So…"
>"What do we do now, sentinel?"
>>160444
Check the time and wait to find out what kills her. If it happens to be past 5:30 then proposition for sex or something cause she not dead. Wroth a shot.
[ 1d100 = 78 ]
Check the time and wait to find out what kills her. If it happens to be past 5:30 then proposition for sex or something cause she not dead. Wroth a shot.
[ 1d100 = 78 ]
>>160444
"You ever been to that castle in the middle of the forest? We should go there." [ 1d100 = 55 ]
"You ever been to that castle in the middle of the forest? We should go there." [ 1d100 = 55 ]
>>160221
>It had been six hours, and Twilight was nowhere to be seen
>God this was boring
>You were trying to draw in the sand along the pond's edge, but there's only so much you could do with its limited surface area and a hoof
>But the constant thirst was unbearable
>Your supply of water had run out long ago
>Twiggles told you not to drink anything, so you tried to block these thoughts of dehydration
>But thoughts of juice, soda, and booze flowed through your mind like water
>…
>You couldn't take this anymore
>It was a river, so it should be freshwater, right?
>And it was better than dying either way
>You walk over to the stream and bow your head down, lapping up the water
>It tasted sorta odd, like that one water fountain at your old job
>You didn't live in Flint though (too many dindus), so you weren't worried
>It had been six hours, and Twilight was nowhere to be seen
>God this was boring
>You were trying to draw in the sand along the pond's edge, but there's only so much you could do with its limited surface area and a hoof
>But the constant thirst was unbearable
>Your supply of water had run out long ago
>Twiggles told you not to drink anything, so you tried to block these thoughts of dehydration
>But thoughts of juice, soda, and booze flowed through your mind like water
>…
>You couldn't take this anymore
>It was a river, so it should be freshwater, right?
>And it was better than dying either way
>You walk over to the stream and bow your head down, lapping up the water
>It tasted sorta odd, like that one water fountain at your old job
>You didn't live in Flint though (too many dindus), so you weren't worried
>>160466
>Be Twilight Sparkle
>Anon had disappeared, and you were panicking
>Thousands of possibilities flitted through your head
>Where had she gone? What if she was hurt? What if she was DEAD???
>You had better find her
>Spreading your wings, you take one breath before taking to the skies
>A pegasus's-eye view owuld be your best bet
>Unless she was kidnapped by Diamond Dogs and taken underground.
>You fly a little faster.
>Be Twilight Sparkle
>Anon had disappeared, and you were panicking
>Thousands of possibilities flitted through your head
>Where had she gone? What if she was hurt? What if she was DEAD???
>You had better find her
>Spreading your wings, you take one breath before taking to the skies
>A pegasus's-eye view owuld be your best bet
>Unless she was kidnapped by Diamond Dogs and taken underground.
>You fly a little faster.
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Posting some OC here. Filly Anon Hypnosis. Made out to be a cult file so that people will spread this and make more people be/have like filly anon.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f6CxqM8BSyg&t=4s
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f6CxqM8BSyg&t=4s
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>>160482
Yeah, when they're made and up.
I'd post them on Youtube but I'm trying to get some advertisements going with some pony sites and they will literally crucify me if they found out what content is in those other files.
In fact I can't even publicly post the other two files on my discord because the other pony hypno groups (not that they even attempt to make content anymore, it's just me) would never leave me alone.
Pony hypno has /really/ gone downhill, but I still feel we absolutely need filly anon files.
Yeah, when they're made and up.
I'd post them on Youtube but I'm trying to get some advertisements going with some pony sites and they will literally crucify me if they found out what content is in those other files.
In fact I can't even publicly post the other two files on my discord because the other pony hypno groups (not that they even attempt to make content anymore, it's just me) would never leave me alone.
Pony hypno has /really/ gone downhill, but I still feel we absolutely need filly anon files.
>>160483
I heard there's a hypnopony website where people use hypnosis to become more like ponies. I also heard one person there killed himself after being hypnotised to do it.
I heard there's a hypnopony website where people use hypnosis to become more like ponies. I also heard one person there killed himself after being hypnotised to do it.
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>>160487
Nah, unforunately I have to tell you that, that's not the case.
The only death I've heard of wasn't related to anything to do with my files or my stuff/stuff, but it was the person who taught me a lot of Hypnosis, in fact, some of her influence is in most every file I make. I've been trying to complete a lot of her unfinshed works since she died almost a year ago. There wasn't any hypnosis involved with the death though, just a lot of people who found an emotionally unstable girl and pushed her till she killed herself. mostly because they didn't like her.
But oh she was the best hypnotist. I hope one day I can make people ponies as good as she could. all the brainwashing and mental conditioning she would do with me or others, damn, there's nothing like it anywhere else on the internet.
Obviously, the correct thing to do is for me to make hypno files based off that and try to perpetuate it.
Nah, unforunately I have to tell you that, that's not the case.
The only death I've heard of wasn't related to anything to do with my files or my stuff/stuff, but it was the person who taught me a lot of Hypnosis, in fact, some of her influence is in most every file I make. I've been trying to complete a lot of her unfinshed works since she died almost a year ago. There wasn't any hypnosis involved with the death though, just a lot of people who found an emotionally unstable girl and pushed her till she killed herself. mostly because they didn't like her.
But oh she was the best hypnotist. I hope one day I can make people ponies as good as she could. all the brainwashing and mental conditioning she would do with me or others, damn, there's nothing like it anywhere else on the internet.
Obviously, the correct thing to do is for me to make hypno files based off that and try to perpetuate it.
>>160444
"Chess, backgammon, Scrabble?"
Your adoptive parents would kill you if they knew you were missing like this. Best to make the most of it.
[ 1d100 = 64 ]
>>160488
Kek
>>160489
A lot of people with such unusual talents tend to be highly unstable. I'm not sure why that is. She could have hypnotized herself into being more confident.
"Chess, backgammon, Scrabble?"
Your adoptive parents would kill you if they knew you were missing like this. Best to make the most of it.
[ 1d100 = 64 ]
>>160488
Kek
>>160489
A lot of people with such unusual talents tend to be highly unstable. I'm not sure why that is. She could have hypnotized herself into being more confident.
>>160492
Unfortunately, she had so many things she couldn't outrun in her life. Enslaving people with hypnosis, pushing others to want to commit suicide, growing up in foster care and all the hell with that, on top of a heroin addiction?
Do not get me wrong, she was my friend and I loved her till she died and still do, but unfortunately she no amount of hypnosis is going to help someone who is convinced they can't be helped.
But you're right, and it truly is tragic, some of the most talented people in the word are highly unstable, and sadly, so many times it's due to things completely out of their control.
Unfortunately, she had so many things she couldn't outrun in her life. Enslaving people with hypnosis, pushing others to want to commit suicide, growing up in foster care and all the hell with that, on top of a heroin addiction?
Do not get me wrong, she was my friend and I loved her till she died and still do, but unfortunately she no amount of hypnosis is going to help someone who is convinced they can't be helped.
But you're right, and it truly is tragic, some of the most talented people in the word are highly unstable, and sadly, so many times it's due to things completely out of their control.
>>160487
Any reputable sources on the effects of hypnosis? I'm curious, but I don't have a lot of restraint and I'd like to know how not to fuck myself over.
Any reputable sources on the effects of hypnosis? I'm curious, but I don't have a lot of restraint and I'd like to know how not to fuck myself over.
>>160488
Was that like some form of immaculate conception? Or is Anon just cutting out the lewd telling it to her daughter?
Was that like some form of immaculate conception? Or is Anon just cutting out the lewd telling it to her daughter?
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>>160546
>I am your father, you will do as I say, boy.
>You know we're both girls, right, Mom?
>TWIIIIIIIIIIILIIIIIIIIIIIGGGHHHTTT
*activates autist rage*
>I am your father, you will do as I say, boy.
>You know we're both girls, right, Mom?
>TWIIIIIIIIIIILIIIIIIIIIIIGGGHHHTTT
*activates autist rage*
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>>160568
oh shit, where's she gonna end up? is she gonna fall into the abyss or end up popping out of the computer screen?
oh shit, where's she gonna end up? is she gonna fall into the abyss or end up popping out of the computer screen?
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>>160582
Her mane is so floofy, god I love these floofy manes you give us, that more than makes up for it in my eyes.
Her mane is so floofy, god I love these floofy manes you give us, that more than makes up for it in my eyes.
>>160434
Thank you based Skitter, your art is always so fucking cute I don't know how you do it.
And more diaper filly when?
Thank you based Skitter, your art is always so fucking cute I don't know how you do it.
And more diaper filly when?
Filly has mad quads.
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>>160591
W-wew, that's still a very nice filly butt.
I'd say to maybe have the belly line curve towards towards the end, so that she looks less thicc all around and more hip-heavy, you know?
That or make the distance between flank to the head less?
I dunno, I'm no good filly artist, so take it with a grain of salt.
Love the heart eyes, and you know though…
Only way to get better is to draw more!
W-wew, that's still a very nice filly butt.
I'd say to maybe have the belly line curve towards towards the end, so that she looks less thicc all around and more hip-heavy, you know?
That or make the distance between flank to the head less?
I dunno, I'm no good filly artist, so take it with a grain of salt.
Love the heart eyes, and you know though…
Only way to get better is to draw more!
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>>160444
You look around for a clock in Daring's shack, only to find it lacking in quite a bit of technology, including an accurate measure of time.
"Hey, you wouldn't happen to know what time it is, would you?"
She opens up the door and takes a peek outside, looking up at the sky with a hoof to block out the sun.
>"Well, going by the position of the sun, I'd guess around 4, but I could be off by a half hour or so. Why?"
"Cause you're supposed to die in like… 2 hours from now?"
>"Ahaha, any idea what's supposed to do me in?"
"Not a clue, so I guess we got some time to kill. I know you don't have a clock in here, but do you at least have some games? Maybe Chess, Backgammon, or even Scrabble? Or hell, we could just fuck."
Daring makes an honest attempt to contain her laughter for all of about 3 seconds before bursting into a very hearty laugh.
>"You said you were a dude before becoming a pony, right?"
"Well yeah…"
>"Were you a faggot too?"
"Not really."
>"Well you are one now!"
You look around for a clock in Daring's shack, only to find it lacking in quite a bit of technology, including an accurate measure of time.
"Hey, you wouldn't happen to know what time it is, would you?"
She opens up the door and takes a peek outside, looking up at the sky with a hoof to block out the sun.
>"Well, going by the position of the sun, I'd guess around 4, but I could be off by a half hour or so. Why?"
"Cause you're supposed to die in like… 2 hours from now?"
>"Ahaha, any idea what's supposed to do me in?"
"Not a clue, so I guess we got some time to kill. I know you don't have a clock in here, but do you at least have some games? Maybe Chess, Backgammon, or even Scrabble? Or hell, we could just fuck."
Daring makes an honest attempt to contain her laughter for all of about 3 seconds before bursting into a very hearty laugh.
>"You said you were a dude before becoming a pony, right?"
"Well yeah…"
>"Were you a faggot too?"
"Not really."
>"Well you are one now!"
>>160604
Hey! There's nothing wrong with a dude wanting to fuck a filly! B-baka~ [ 1d100 = 53 ]
Also, can we speak directly to Anon?
Hey! There's nothing wrong with a dude wanting to fuck a filly! B-baka~ [ 1d100 = 53 ]
Also, can we speak directly to Anon?
>>160605
I'd like to build on this if we can talk to him. If we can, then have us say "sorry for all the shit we've put you through, but it's by no means done yet. Prepare your anus!"
[ 1d100 = 97 ]
I'd like to build on this if we can talk to him. If we can, then have us say "sorry for all the shit we've put you through, but it's by no means done yet. Prepare your anus!"
[ 1d100 = 97 ]
>>160604
[ 1d100 = 58 ]
"Its not gay that as a man, i am attracted to pussy. Now i likes ya, and i wants ya. And we can do this the easy way, or we can do this the hard way." Upon successful roll follow up with a "you should see the look on your face"
[ 1d100 = 58 ]
"Its not gay that as a man, i am attracted to pussy. Now i likes ya, and i wants ya. And we can do this the easy way, or we can do this the hard way." Upon successful roll follow up with a "you should see the look on your face"
>>160604
We're both horse girls now, it's only gay if you make it gay. Come on, it oughta be pretty lonely out here in the forest, eh? No other company around, nobody to show you how to work or please that little slit ya got back there?
I've been blueballed by all the other fillies, thrown back before I came in the only loop I've fucked, and I shoved a fucking stick up my ass right before I met you because this shit's killing me.
Come on cunt, help a cunt out and let me play with your cunt, eh?
[ 1d100 = 65 ]
We're both horse girls now, it's only gay if you make it gay. Come on, it oughta be pretty lonely out here in the forest, eh? No other company around, nobody to show you how to work or please that little slit ya got back there?
I've been blueballed by all the other fillies, thrown back before I came in the only loop I've fucked, and I shoved a fucking stick up my ass right before I met you because this shit's killing me.
Come on cunt, help a cunt out and let me play with your cunt, eh?
[ 1d100 = 65 ]
>>160604
It's hard being a nymphomaniac when you're underage and everyone else is so innocent.
What do Aussies do when lonely on the Outback, anyway?
[ 1d100 = 50 ]
It's hard being a nymphomaniac when you're underage and everyone else is so innocent.
What do Aussies do when lonely on the Outback, anyway?
[ 1d100 = 50 ]
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>>160519
I mean, I suppose that you could look around on any of the pony discords for hypnosis and find out about that. https://discord.gg/x48sEkS there's like a hundred people on here that'll point to all sorts of success. Of course, lacking restraint can lead to uh, more success!
Actually lacking restraint seems to be one of the prerequisites for wildly successful antics with hypnosis.
I mean, I suppose that you could look around on any of the pony discords for hypnosis and find out about that. https://discord.gg/x48sEkS there's like a hundred people on here that'll point to all sorts of success. Of course, lacking restraint can lead to uh, more success!
Actually lacking restraint seems to be one of the prerequisites for wildly successful antics with hypnosis.
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>>160594
Thanks
Most of the times, who is drawings can't see these things, comments like this helps a lot.
Thanks
Most of the times, who is drawings can't see these things, comments like this helps a lot.
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>>160601
>Twilight carrying babby around in a horsie version of pic related
Or other pic related, either would be awesome
>Twilight carrying babby around in a horsie version of pic related
Or other pic related, either would be awesome
>>160604
"Hey, what happens in Equestria, stays in Equestria. I 100% recommend Big Macintosh if you're looking for a good dicking." [ 1d100 = 4 ]
"Hey, what happens in Equestria, stays in Equestria. I 100% recommend Big Macintosh if you're looking for a good dicking." [ 1d100 = 4 ]
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I'm shit at time-management.
>>160153
>You consider a few things, yelling at her to fuck off, asking her not to rape you, but in the end you decide it's probably for the best if you just lie quietly in your filth until she speaks.
>"Are you alright, little filly?"
>Looking at her with your tear-stained eyes seems to answer the question well enough in her eyes as she trots over to your side.
>You continue to sob quietly as she strokes your mane gently.
"I had a nightmare…"
>She smiles softly as she wets the corner of a towel with warm water from the sink in the corner.
>"We all have nightmares sometimes, honey."
>She sighs deeply as she places the warm towel on you and begins the process of cleaning you off.
>"They used to frighten me too when I was a child too. Every night, I would wake up screaming from invisible monsters that were trying to take my pet rabbits. As time went on, the rabbits died and the creatures of my dreams turned their attention to me instead. Do you know how you get over nightmares, young filly?"
"N-no…"
>"When you wake up from a nightmare and realize that the world around you is even more horrible than the dreamscape you just escaped, invisible monsters almost pale in comparison."
>The two of you are silent for a while after that.
>Once she gets to your haunches, she simply gives you another soft smile.
>You notice that her eyes reflect the opposite of happiness, though.
>You laugh to yourself. Is there a market for real smiles here? They certainly seem rare.
>"I'm going to remove your bandages so I can clean you, I promise I'll be careful."
>Not like you can really feel anything anyways, you nod.
>You watch the process of her unraveling the lengths of gauze with a sort of morbid curiosity, each layer revealing a clearer and clearer image of what exactly was done to you.
>When the last layer comes off you look away instantly, lest you add vomit to the list of fluids all over your body right now.
>A deep leathery-looking sort of bastardized question mark met your eyes, with red markings all around it.
>Noticing your heavy breathing, the mare begins to work at her task of cleaning you even faster.
>She stops after a while, looking at you nervously.
>"I-it's against protocol to clean you there, s-sorry…"
"I think I've got it…"
>Taking the yellowed towel and rubbing it around the outside of your vagina, you manage to clean off most of the excess fluid.
>The mare gently picks you up and sets you down on the carpet before changing the sheets.
>Once fresh linens are applied, she sets you back down on top of the bed and begins carefully applying a cocktail of ointments to your flanks.
>You probably wouldn't enjoy the smearing of them into your fur if you could feel it.
>After the bandages are re-applied, the covers are pulled back over your small form.
>"Do you think you're calm enough to go to sleep now?"
"I think I'll do fine, t-thank you…"
>"It's not only my job, but my pleasure."
>You see her scribble something on the clipboard at the base of your cot, but you have no idea what it might have been.
>At the door, she turns around one last time.
>"My name is Cardiac Cool, by the way. If you ever need something please just come by and ask for me at the reception desk. It just burns me up inside that someone would do something like that to a poor innocent filly like you…"
>You giggle a bit as she realizes her unintentional wordplay.
>"S-sorry, quite inconsiderate of me, no pun intended."
"It's fine, all of the best jokes come from pain and misery anyways."
>She gives you one last smile before quietly closing the door, bathing you once again in darkness.
>Though you toss and turn a bit, you do eventually find yourself slipping into a deep dreamless sleep.
>…
>"Why the fuck would you want to send your daughter to school so soon?!"
>"She's a tough filly, she can handle it."
>Ugh…
>You rub the sleep from your eyes as you see a doctor and Twilight arguing in front of you.
"W-what's going on?"
>"Ah good Clover, you're awake. Could you please tell this stallion that you feel healthy enough to attend school today?"
"Well-"
>"You're a fool for thinking she's had all the rest she needs! She may technically be ready for discharge, but sending her to school so soon?!"
"You just want to drain the royal reserves, you fucking leech!"
>All of this shouting is giving you a headache…
"Hey! Faggots!"
>Both ponies turn to you.
"If I tell you what I think, will you shut up?"
>Neither pony answers, so you take that as a yes.
>Input action.
>>160153
>You consider a few things, yelling at her to fuck off, asking her not to rape you, but in the end you decide it's probably for the best if you just lie quietly in your filth until she speaks.
>"Are you alright, little filly?"
>Looking at her with your tear-stained eyes seems to answer the question well enough in her eyes as she trots over to your side.
>You continue to sob quietly as she strokes your mane gently.
"I had a nightmare…"
>She smiles softly as she wets the corner of a towel with warm water from the sink in the corner.
>"We all have nightmares sometimes, honey."
>She sighs deeply as she places the warm towel on you and begins the process of cleaning you off.
>"They used to frighten me too when I was a child too. Every night, I would wake up screaming from invisible monsters that were trying to take my pet rabbits. As time went on, the rabbits died and the creatures of my dreams turned their attention to me instead. Do you know how you get over nightmares, young filly?"
"N-no…"
>"When you wake up from a nightmare and realize that the world around you is even more horrible than the dreamscape you just escaped, invisible monsters almost pale in comparison."
>The two of you are silent for a while after that.
>Once she gets to your haunches, she simply gives you another soft smile.
>You notice that her eyes reflect the opposite of happiness, though.
>You laugh to yourself. Is there a market for real smiles here? They certainly seem rare.
>"I'm going to remove your bandages so I can clean you, I promise I'll be careful."
>Not like you can really feel anything anyways, you nod.
>You watch the process of her unraveling the lengths of gauze with a sort of morbid curiosity, each layer revealing a clearer and clearer image of what exactly was done to you.
>When the last layer comes off you look away instantly, lest you add vomit to the list of fluids all over your body right now.
>A deep leathery-looking sort of bastardized question mark met your eyes, with red markings all around it.
>Noticing your heavy breathing, the mare begins to work at her task of cleaning you even faster.
>She stops after a while, looking at you nervously.
>"I-it's against protocol to clean you there, s-sorry…"
"I think I've got it…"
>Taking the yellowed towel and rubbing it around the outside of your vagina, you manage to clean off most of the excess fluid.
>The mare gently picks you up and sets you down on the carpet before changing the sheets.
>Once fresh linens are applied, she sets you back down on top of the bed and begins carefully applying a cocktail of ointments to your flanks.
>You probably wouldn't enjoy the smearing of them into your fur if you could feel it.
>After the bandages are re-applied, the covers are pulled back over your small form.
>"Do you think you're calm enough to go to sleep now?"
"I think I'll do fine, t-thank you…"
>"It's not only my job, but my pleasure."
>You see her scribble something on the clipboard at the base of your cot, but you have no idea what it might have been.
>At the door, she turns around one last time.
>"My name is Cardiac Cool, by the way. If you ever need something please just come by and ask for me at the reception desk. It just burns me up inside that someone would do something like that to a poor innocent filly like you…"
>You giggle a bit as she realizes her unintentional wordplay.
>"S-sorry, quite inconsiderate of me, no pun intended."
"It's fine, all of the best jokes come from pain and misery anyways."
>She gives you one last smile before quietly closing the door, bathing you once again in darkness.
>Though you toss and turn a bit, you do eventually find yourself slipping into a deep dreamless sleep.
>…
>"Why the fuck would you want to send your daughter to school so soon?!"
>"She's a tough filly, she can handle it."
>Ugh…
>You rub the sleep from your eyes as you see a doctor and Twilight arguing in front of you.
"W-what's going on?"
>"Ah good Clover, you're awake. Could you please tell this stallion that you feel healthy enough to attend school today?"
"Well-"
>"You're a fool for thinking she's had all the rest she needs! She may technically be ready for discharge, but sending her to school so soon?!"
"You just want to drain the royal reserves, you fucking leech!"
>All of this shouting is giving you a headache…
"Hey! Faggots!"
>Both ponies turn to you.
"If I tell you what I think, will you shut up?"
>Neither pony answers, so you take that as a yes.
>Input action.
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>>160604
"Hey, there's nothing wrong with a dude wanting to fuck a filly. Fucking baka."
>"So now you're speaking nip? That's fucking cute. But there still remains the fact that we're both dudes in filly bodies, so it's totally gay. Now I hope you don't mind, but you're going to sleep for a little bit."
"Wait, what?"
Time seems to freeze for just a few seconds, and you begin to hear a few voices inside your head. These are familiar voices, the ones that keep telling you to do stupid shit. This one has a soothing voice. 'Look, filly. I'm sorry for all of the shit we've put you through, but it's by no means over yet. So prepare your anus.'
And in a flash, you snap back into reality, and the next thing you know, you're being lifted up into the air and hung from the ceiling by your ankles. You feel strangely woozy, and in front of you, you can vaguely see Daring hovering in front of you.
>"Good, you're awake. Knockout drugs worked like a charm. You know, I originally considered dumping you in the middle of the forest for being an annoying stalker, but you said you wanted to fuck, so why the hell not. Hope you're into rope play, because I've got you like a fly in a spider web."
You lift your head to observe your current predicament, and you are indeed quite more tied up than you thought you were. Indeed, your front hooves are tied behind your back in what appears to be a straight jacket made of rope. You aren't given much time to adjust, however, as your face is quickly shoved right into Daring's snatch. Admittedly, she tastes rather nice, but you could do without the loud moaning and calling you a faggot for seemingly enjoying it.
The next thing you notice, something very large is entering your ponut, very fast, and stretching it much farther than anything should be able to stretch it. The lack of lubrication definitely isn't helping, nor is the fact that you can't see it due to Daring's thighs being in the way. If you had to hazard a guess, she just shoved her entire hoof into you.
This goes on for a good ten minutes or so, but it feels like an hour. Eventually, Daring ends up squirting over your face, and brings you down from the ceiling, placing you on the bed, still tied up. She leaves the cabin to go wash her hooves in a stream.
Your body aches.
"Hey, there's nothing wrong with a dude wanting to fuck a filly. Fucking baka."
>"So now you're speaking nip? That's fucking cute. But there still remains the fact that we're both dudes in filly bodies, so it's totally gay. Now I hope you don't mind, but you're going to sleep for a little bit."
"Wait, what?"
Time seems to freeze for just a few seconds, and you begin to hear a few voices inside your head. These are familiar voices, the ones that keep telling you to do stupid shit. This one has a soothing voice. 'Look, filly. I'm sorry for all of the shit we've put you through, but it's by no means over yet. So prepare your anus.'
And in a flash, you snap back into reality, and the next thing you know, you're being lifted up into the air and hung from the ceiling by your ankles. You feel strangely woozy, and in front of you, you can vaguely see Daring hovering in front of you.
>"Good, you're awake. Knockout drugs worked like a charm. You know, I originally considered dumping you in the middle of the forest for being an annoying stalker, but you said you wanted to fuck, so why the hell not. Hope you're into rope play, because I've got you like a fly in a spider web."
You lift your head to observe your current predicament, and you are indeed quite more tied up than you thought you were. Indeed, your front hooves are tied behind your back in what appears to be a straight jacket made of rope. You aren't given much time to adjust, however, as your face is quickly shoved right into Daring's snatch. Admittedly, she tastes rather nice, but you could do without the loud moaning and calling you a faggot for seemingly enjoying it.
The next thing you notice, something very large is entering your ponut, very fast, and stretching it much farther than anything should be able to stretch it. The lack of lubrication definitely isn't helping, nor is the fact that you can't see it due to Daring's thighs being in the way. If you had to hazard a guess, she just shoved her entire hoof into you.
This goes on for a good ten minutes or so, but it feels like an hour. Eventually, Daring ends up squirting over your face, and brings you down from the ceiling, placing you on the bed, still tied up. She leaves the cabin to go wash her hooves in a stream.
Your body aches.
>>160760
>voice says prepare your anus
>filly's anus wasn't prepared
Anon was warned, why didn't he/she listen?
>voice says prepare your anus
>filly's anus wasn't prepared
Anon was warned, why didn't he/she listen?
>>160760
Remain on the bed and contemplate where your life went so wrong that you became an australian's fuck toy [ 1d100 = 52 ]
Remain on the bed and contemplate where your life went so wrong that you became an australian's fuck toy [ 1d100 = 52 ]
>>160760
Commit every fiber of our being towards summoning an emu to shove its way down this cunt's throat. Also, seriously consider never shoving anything up our ass again, because holy fuck I can't even imagine how painful it must feel right now. [ 1d100 = 17 ]
Commit every fiber of our being towards summoning an emu to shove its way down this cunt's throat. Also, seriously consider never shoving anything up our ass again, because holy fuck I can't even imagine how painful it must feel right now. [ 1d100 = 17 ]
>>160760
Would've been really hot without the lubeless hoofing. Ah well, wait for the new loop. Also, plan on getting back at her in some way
Would've been really hot without the lubeless hoofing. Ah well, wait for the new loop. Also, plan on getting back at her in some way
>>160760
You really do know how to take all the fucking feeling out of lewds, don't you? You don't fucking just say 'This goes on for a good ten minutes or so,' you write out what happens in those ten minutes. It's almost like you don't think people are fapping to this. Read some lewd fics and get good, faggot.
You really do know how to take all the fucking feeling out of lewds, don't you? You don't fucking just say 'This goes on for a good ten minutes or so,' you write out what happens in those ten minutes. It's almost like you don't think people are fapping to this. Read some lewd fics and get good, faggot.
>>160760
Hang yourself with the rope and let the Aussie feel terrible guilt in his last moments. Next loop you know that he's a scummy rapist and can deal with him accordingly.
[ 1d100 = 56 ]
>>160738
Ask to speak with Twilight alone and gauge her motivations to send you to school. If they are unclear or unsatisfactory then ask to stay at the hospital longer. Otherwise, see if you can get some compromise with self-study or whatever.
[ 1d100 = 78 ]
Hang yourself with the rope and let the Aussie feel terrible guilt in his last moments. Next loop you know that he's a scummy rapist and can deal with him accordingly.
[ 1d100 = 56 ]
>>160738
Ask to speak with Twilight alone and gauge her motivations to send you to school. If they are unclear or unsatisfactory then ask to stay at the hospital longer. Otherwise, see if you can get some compromise with self-study or whatever.
[ 1d100 = 78 ]
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>>160782
>You really do know how to take all the fucking feeling out of lewds, don't you?
It's more like I don't have much feeling when writing them. I've written better, just not as Anon Filly.
Also, there is a certain type of profile I am trying to build about Daring through your interactions with her. She's kind of insensitive, and selfish, and doesn't like being around others. She spiked your drink so that she could abandon you in the middle of the woods. Sex with her is not going to be enjoyable because she is not interested in your enjoyment. What she is interested in, is going back to living alone in a shack.
And yet as your psychic visions have told you, she is an Element of Harmony, meaning that at some point, you are going to have to make her more sociable. But you probably won't get that done today because you're almost out of time.
>You really do know how to take all the fucking feeling out of lewds, don't you?
It's more like I don't have much feeling when writing them. I've written better, just not as Anon Filly.
Also, there is a certain type of profile I am trying to build about Daring through your interactions with her. She's kind of insensitive, and selfish, and doesn't like being around others. She spiked your drink so that she could abandon you in the middle of the woods. Sex with her is not going to be enjoyable because she is not interested in your enjoyment. What she is interested in, is going back to living alone in a shack.
And yet as your psychic visions have told you, she is an Element of Harmony, meaning that at some point, you are going to have to make her more sociable. But you probably won't get that done today because you're almost out of time.
>>160821
You and I both know that's a lie, faggot. The Big Mac scene, which people specifically adked for was just as uninspired and dull.
You and I both know that's a lie, faggot. The Big Mac scene, which people specifically adked for was just as uninspired and dull.
>>160848
Well yes, a lot of these are uninspired. It's a lot harder to write good lewd from the point of view of a female, when you are yourself male. And moreover, the general theme of the story isn't lewd, so I don't tend to put a lot of focus on the lewd scenes.
Well yes, a lot of these are uninspired. It's a lot harder to write good lewd from the point of view of a female, when you are yourself male. And moreover, the general theme of the story isn't lewd, so I don't tend to put a lot of focus on the lewd scenes.
>>160851
Other people have managed to do it without being female. Other people have managed to do it without it being the main focus of the story. At some point you actually have to consider that you might not possess the godlike skills you think you do.
Other people have managed to do it without being female. Other people have managed to do it without it being the main focus of the story. At some point you actually have to consider that you might not possess the godlike skills you think you do.
>>160852
I do not consider myself to have godlike skills as a writer. Most of my ability to do CYOAs comes from my experience as a DM.
I do not consider myself to have godlike skills as a writer. Most of my ability to do CYOAs comes from my experience as a DM.
>>160858
he's not even asking for that faggot, just a little more than, "and then they fucked"
everything is okay except for the lewd, im not asking for a fucking novel just a little more description here
i dont jack off to it its just lame seeing it practically skipped over
he's not even asking for that faggot, just a little more than, "and then they fucked"
everything is okay except for the lewd, im not asking for a fucking novel just a little more description here
i dont jack off to it its just lame seeing it practically skipped over
>>160872
It can be either a buff or nerf depending on the recipient's Fetish attribute and filly's Charisma modifier.
It can be either a buff or nerf depending on the recipient's Fetish attribute and filly's Charisma modifier.
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>>160760
You haven't always felt like you really are a filly in the few weeks you've been in Equestria. You've wanted to have sex with about half of your friends, you drink, you curse… if you had to evaluate your decisions in life, you would definitely say you do not make for a very good filly. And yet despite this evaluation, you somehow find yourself shaking and pissing in your rope binds like a scared little filly.
Becoming an Australian rope bunny's bitch was not on your plans at all, even if you did ask to have sex, and even if you did have the insane idea of shoving a stick up your ass earlier in the day. Maybe it might have been a little bit hotter if she had thought to use SOME sort of lube, but she didn't. You'll definitely have to get back at her at some point, although you expect it'll have to be in a different timeline, when she won't remember any of this at all. With any luck, she'll get eaten while she cleans off her hands, and you'll never be able to speak with her about this again.
Or perhaps not. The door swings open, and in walks Daring, slightly off-put as she sees your shaking.
>"Y'okay cunt?"
You haven't always felt like you really are a filly in the few weeks you've been in Equestria. You've wanted to have sex with about half of your friends, you drink, you curse… if you had to evaluate your decisions in life, you would definitely say you do not make for a very good filly. And yet despite this evaluation, you somehow find yourself shaking and pissing in your rope binds like a scared little filly.
Becoming an Australian rope bunny's bitch was not on your plans at all, even if you did ask to have sex, and even if you did have the insane idea of shoving a stick up your ass earlier in the day. Maybe it might have been a little bit hotter if she had thought to use SOME sort of lube, but she didn't. You'll definitely have to get back at her at some point, although you expect it'll have to be in a different timeline, when she won't remember any of this at all. With any luck, she'll get eaten while she cleans off her hands, and you'll never be able to speak with her about this again.
Or perhaps not. The door swings open, and in walks Daring, slightly off-put as she sees your shaking.
>"Y'okay cunt?"
Fuck I have an idea for a plot twist and I'm debating on whether or not to use it. How would you all feel about having a different source to vent your anger at?
>>160467
>"I'm sorry Twilight, but we can't find her." Rainbow Dash said sadly, Fluttershy hovering meekly behind her
>You saw Rainbow imperceptibly cringe in fear of your response
"Did you check the southeast too??"
>"Of COURSE we did, Bookworm."
>Flapping your wings for five hours had gotten tiring, and your panic had been slowly rising since realizing your daughter had gone missing
>With every minute finding Anon became more unlikely
>Where could she have gone? Did she get lost? Did she try to run away?
>"Look, it's getting late. We should get some rest and start again in the morning."
"My BABY is MISSING and you want to take a nap?!"
>You were overreacting, but you were a mother missing her child, so it must be permissible, right?
>"We're not gonna be able to find Anon in the dark." Dash insisted
>"And between you and me" she whispered, "Fluttershy looks like she's gonna pass out"
>You look over Dash's shoulder and see Fluttershy struggling to maintain a level altitude, blinking more than she should
>You sighed, glancing at the rising moon
"Alright, but we're starting again first thing in the morning"
>"Don't worry, Anon is a smart filly. She'll be fine."
>"I'm sorry Twilight, but we can't find her." Rainbow Dash said sadly, Fluttershy hovering meekly behind her
>You saw Rainbow imperceptibly cringe in fear of your response
"Did you check the southeast too??"
>"Of COURSE we did, Bookworm."
>Flapping your wings for five hours had gotten tiring, and your panic had been slowly rising since realizing your daughter had gone missing
>With every minute finding Anon became more unlikely
>Where could she have gone? Did she get lost? Did she try to run away?
>"Look, it's getting late. We should get some rest and start again in the morning."
"My BABY is MISSING and you want to take a nap?!"
>You were overreacting, but you were a mother missing her child, so it must be permissible, right?
>"We're not gonna be able to find Anon in the dark." Dash insisted
>"And between you and me" she whispered, "Fluttershy looks like she's gonna pass out"
>You look over Dash's shoulder and see Fluttershy struggling to maintain a level altitude, blinking more than she should
>You sighed, glancing at the rising moon
"Alright, but we're starting again first thing in the morning"
>"Don't worry, Anon is a smart filly. She'll be fine."
>>160956
>You didn't take time to appreciate the glow of the radiant morning sun as you tried to figure out where Anon was, huddling underneath some much-appreciated shade.
>You levitated a map up in front of you, its face covered in colored-coded marks and zones
>Your handiwork, of course
>Where could your filly be?
>You'd checked everywhere, and now you were considering external intervention
>Discord had a habit of fucking with you, but this didn't really seem his style
>Had she been kidnapped? It had already happened twice
>Although the first one was your doing
>What if-
>A flash of color in the corner of your eye drew your attention upwards
>A rainbow beam arced across the sky, and you watched it streak closer and closer, braking rapidly in front of you
>"Twilight! Twilight! We found her!"
>Your anxiety simultaneously dropped and balooned with that statement, nauseating your heart
"Is she safe?? She's not hurt, is she?? Is Anon okay???"
>Rainbow suddenly decided that a nearby cloud was incredibly interesting
>You didn't take time to appreciate the glow of the radiant morning sun as you tried to figure out where Anon was, huddling underneath some much-appreciated shade.
>You levitated a map up in front of you, its face covered in colored-coded marks and zones
>Your handiwork, of course
>Where could your filly be?
>You'd checked everywhere, and now you were considering external intervention
>Discord had a habit of fucking with you, but this didn't really seem his style
>Had she been kidnapped? It had already happened twice
>Although the first one was your doing
>What if-
>A flash of color in the corner of your eye drew your attention upwards
>A rainbow beam arced across the sky, and you watched it streak closer and closer, braking rapidly in front of you
>"Twilight! Twilight! We found her!"
>Your anxiety simultaneously dropped and balooned with that statement, nauseating your heart
"Is she safe?? She's not hurt, is she?? Is Anon okay???"
>Rainbow suddenly decided that a nearby cloud was incredibly interesting
I'll probably be dead for a bit before posting again. But I'll be updating the Dropbox and Doc over the next couple days.
So…Y'all get what I'm gonna ask. Tell me all your wants, needs and requests for files to enter the Dropbox, changes to it or the Doc and more.
Also as a small bit of news, following my own melodramatic and overpreparing ass. I'm in the midst of creating a secondary location/backup in the event shit hits the fan for these two via a personal server. So filly can stay young and alive.
So…Y'all get what I'm gonna ask. Tell me all your wants, needs and requests for files to enter the Dropbox, changes to it or the Doc and more.
Also as a small bit of news, following my own melodramatic and overpreparing ass. I'm in the midst of creating a secondary location/backup in the event shit hits the fan for these two via a personal server. So filly can stay young and alive.
>>160957
>Following Rainbow Dash had been a simple affair
>For the first time ever, you were outpacing her, and had to frequently stop so she could catch up
>A few moments wouldn't make a difference, but you really wished she'd hurry for your sake
>Eventually the two of you land next to a waterfall that poured into some sort of chasm
>"She's in there." Rainbow said gravely, pointing into said abyss
"Did you try talking with her yet?"
>"Yeah, but, uh, we figured you'd get a better response from her
>You ignored that comment to meet your filly
>You loved that little foal more than the world, even if she was a pain sometimes
>Following Rainbow Dash had been a simple affair
>For the first time ever, you were outpacing her, and had to frequently stop so she could catch up
>A few moments wouldn't make a difference, but you really wished she'd hurry for your sake
>Eventually the two of you land next to a waterfall that poured into some sort of chasm
>"She's in there." Rainbow said gravely, pointing into said abyss
"Did you try talking with her yet?"
>"Yeah, but, uh, we figured you'd get a better response from her
>You ignored that comment to meet your filly
>You loved that little foal more than the world, even if she was a pain sometimes
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>>160960
I can't think of anything to add myself really, but thanks Nighter, you're doing filly god's work.
You lovable faget.
I can't think of anything to add myself really, but thanks Nighter, you're doing filly god's work.
You lovable faget.
>>161031
HOOVES. Goddammit I need to change that when it goes in the Pastebin. Thanks for catching that.
HOOVES. Goddammit I need to change that when it goes in the Pastebin. Thanks for catching that.
>>161012
>You dash past Rainbow without saying a word, extending your wings to hover over the pit.
>You began descending vertically with a gentle beating of your wings, barely going slower than freefall.
>You spy a little green filly at the bottom, with Fluttershy keeping her company.
>But Anon seemed… different.
>Listening in, you could hear Fluttershy speaking to her in a slow, deliberate pattern.
>The same way she spoke to sick animals.
>You dash past Rainbow without saying a word, extending your wings to hover over the pit.
>You began descending vertically with a gentle beating of your wings, barely going slower than freefall.
>You spy a little green filly at the bottom, with Fluttershy keeping her company.
>But Anon seemed… different.
>Listening in, you could hear Fluttershy speaking to her in a slow, deliberate pattern.
>The same way she spoke to sick animals.
>>161085
>You land on the sandy floor and rush to your filly, essentially tackling her into a Mama Bear hug
"Ohmygodiwassoworriedwhathappened??"
>Out of the corner of your eye, you see Fluttershy back away demurely
>"I… huh?" Anon answered groggily, not expressing any emotion other than bewilderment
>She was confused, but not in a 'just woke up' or 'hit their head on a doorknob' way.
"Ac-hem, what I meant to say was, what happened young lady?" you asked, trying to add a stern edge to your words.
>"Well I, uh, I…"
>"Uh…"
"Anon, if this is some sort of practical joke, you'd better cut your losses or there will be Tartarus to pay."
>"I'm sorry, I'm just trying to remember what's going on…"
"Anon, this isn't funny. I want an explanation NOW."
>You scan her face for one of the telltale signs that Anon was lying.
>Her muzzle didn't scrunch in the slightest.
>No blushing drew on her face.
>Her eyes didn't stray from your gaze.
>This-
>This wasn't some type of trick.
>"I'm s-sorry, I don't know. Can we go eat please? I'm really hungry, and I think I'd feel better after."
>Sorry?
>Please?
>Anon looked at you with a shy expression and timid posture, retracting as if you were a stran-
>No
>No no no…
"Ah- I, uh…"
>Anon turns her head with an inquisitive look on her face
"*achem*, Anon, do you remember who I am?"
>"…"
>"I'm sorry miss, I don't."
"…"
"…"
"It's me sweetie. It's your mama." you answered, soul being rent in two.
>"Oh, uh, r-right." Anon bluffed, "Well, do you know how I got here?"
>This-
>This couldn't be happening
"I- I don't know. I wish I knew." you choked out .
>You noticed Anon trying to hide an embarassed look, pawing a hoof on the sandy ground.
"What is it?"
"I, uh… well… Who exactly am I?"
>This-
>This couldn't be happening.
>You could feel Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash staring, thier eyes boring into the back of your skull, but you didn't care about them.
>The only thing that mattered in this moment was you and the most important piece of your life.
"You're Anonymous, remember? The cutest, most wonderful filly in all of Equestria?"
>"Anonymous… that sounds right, kinda."
"B-but you remember how much you love me, right?"
"…Yes?" she hesitated.
>You scoop up the filly in your arms, her head firmly planted over your shoulder
>You leaned closer to whisper into her ear.
"Anon… c-come back… please."
>You held Anon tighter than you ever had before, trying to sqeeuze the memories out your daughter.
"Please Anon. Please." you begged, your soul aching with desperate want, attempting to hold back tears.
>It didn't work.
"Come b-back to me Anon." you whispered, stroking her mane softly as you felt tears trickle down your face.
>…
>"I'm sorry, I don't know what going on, Mi- …Mom."
>The rest of your life would be defined as the pre-Anon, Anon, and post-Anon periods.
>You land on the sandy floor and rush to your filly, essentially tackling her into a Mama Bear hug
"Ohmygodiwassoworriedwhathappened??"
>Out of the corner of your eye, you see Fluttershy back away demurely
>"I… huh?" Anon answered groggily, not expressing any emotion other than bewilderment
>She was confused, but not in a 'just woke up' or 'hit their head on a doorknob' way.
"Ac-hem, what I meant to say was, what happened young lady?" you asked, trying to add a stern edge to your words.
>"Well I, uh, I…"
>"Uh…"
"Anon, if this is some sort of practical joke, you'd better cut your losses or there will be Tartarus to pay."
>"I'm sorry, I'm just trying to remember what's going on…"
"Anon, this isn't funny. I want an explanation NOW."
>You scan her face for one of the telltale signs that Anon was lying.
>Her muzzle didn't scrunch in the slightest.
>No blushing drew on her face.
>Her eyes didn't stray from your gaze.
>This-
>This wasn't some type of trick.
>"I'm s-sorry, I don't know. Can we go eat please? I'm really hungry, and I think I'd feel better after."
>Sorry?
>Please?
>Anon looked at you with a shy expression and timid posture, retracting as if you were a stran-
>No
>No no no…
"Ah- I, uh…"
>Anon turns her head with an inquisitive look on her face
"*achem*, Anon, do you remember who I am?"
>"…"
>"I'm sorry miss, I don't."
"…"
"…"
"It's me sweetie. It's your mama." you answered, soul being rent in two.
>"Oh, uh, r-right." Anon bluffed, "Well, do you know how I got here?"
>This-
>This couldn't be happening
"I- I don't know. I wish I knew." you choked out .
>You noticed Anon trying to hide an embarassed look, pawing a hoof on the sandy ground.
"What is it?"
"I, uh… well… Who exactly am I?"
>This-
>This couldn't be happening.
>You could feel Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash staring, thier eyes boring into the back of your skull, but you didn't care about them.
>The only thing that mattered in this moment was you and the most important piece of your life.
"You're Anonymous, remember? The cutest, most wonderful filly in all of Equestria?"
>"Anonymous… that sounds right, kinda."
"B-but you remember how much you love me, right?"
"…Yes?" she hesitated.
>You scoop up the filly in your arms, her head firmly planted over your shoulder
>You leaned closer to whisper into her ear.
"Anon… c-come back… please."
>You held Anon tighter than you ever had before, trying to sqeeuze the memories out your daughter.
"Please Anon. Please." you begged, your soul aching with desperate want, attempting to hold back tears.
>It didn't work.
"Come b-back to me Anon." you whispered, stroking her mane softly as you felt tears trickle down your face.
>…
>"I'm sorry, I don't know what going on, Mi- …Mom."
>The rest of your life would be defined as the pre-Anon, Anon, and post-Anon periods.
https://pastebin.com/KhjZSSSp
Updated my pastebin.
And here's some appropriate music for the next part, if you're into that: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MthTN4OUEk
Updated my pastebin.
And here's some appropriate music for the next part, if you're into that: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MthTN4OUEk
>>161088
>You sat at the dining room table, responding to aid request letters with undeterring efficiency.
>You kept yourself busy by drowning yourself in bureaucracy.
>Focusing on other ponies' lives made the days a bit easier to handle.
>You heard the front door open, then slam shut, followed by the clip-clop of hooves.
>Eventually, Anon found her way into the room, giving you that "I want something" look, but it was far gentler than what you had been used to so long ago.
>It had been two heart-stabbing months.
>"Hey mom?" she asked in her chipper tone.
"Yes, sweetie?"
>"I was wondering if I could have a slumber party with my friends? I finished all my homework already."
"Sure thing Anon, if it's okay with Applejack."
>"Actually, we're staying over at Sweetie Belle's place." she corrected you.
"Alright, just be a good filly."
>She dumped her saddlebag onto the floot and moved to leave, then turned around and gave you a big hug, which you returned lifelessly.
>"Bye Mom!"
>You stared at the empty doorway long after she had left.
>You secretly enjoyed when Anon was gone.
>One less reminder.
>You sat at the dining room table, responding to aid request letters with undeterring efficiency.
>You kept yourself busy by drowning yourself in bureaucracy.
>Focusing on other ponies' lives made the days a bit easier to handle.
>You heard the front door open, then slam shut, followed by the clip-clop of hooves.
>Eventually, Anon found her way into the room, giving you that "I want something" look, but it was far gentler than what you had been used to so long ago.
>It had been two heart-stabbing months.
>"Hey mom?" she asked in her chipper tone.
"Yes, sweetie?"
>"I was wondering if I could have a slumber party with my friends? I finished all my homework already."
"Sure thing Anon, if it's okay with Applejack."
>"Actually, we're staying over at Sweetie Belle's place." she corrected you.
"Alright, just be a good filly."
>She dumped her saddlebag onto the floot and moved to leave, then turned around and gave you a big hug, which you returned lifelessly.
>"Bye Mom!"
>You stared at the empty doorway long after she had left.
>You secretly enjoyed when Anon was gone.
>One less reminder.
>>161091
>Your daughter was friendly and popular, always off and about with some friends.
>Too bad you couldn't say the same.
>It was like back before you'd become an Element of Harmony; you stayed cooped up in the castle, doing paperwork and studying dusty books.
>The others didn't understand, they never had to deal with something like this.
>Applejack was the only one who truly appreciated what you were going through.
>But the others didn't care.
>In trying to avoid the topic, they inadvertently avoided you.
>Always too busy spending time with their loved ones, citing their family events as excuses whenever possible.
>FLAUNTING them.
'Sigh.'
>That was unfair.
>They weren't trying to hurt you.
>You were the one avoiding them..
>Nowadays you just lacked the drive to socialize.
>Besides, you had become a dreary figure.
>You maintained poor hygeine, showed disinterest in every conversation, and generally exuded an unfriendly atmosphere.
>Why would anypony want to be with you?
>Your daughter was friendly and popular, always off and about with some friends.
>Too bad you couldn't say the same.
>It was like back before you'd become an Element of Harmony; you stayed cooped up in the castle, doing paperwork and studying dusty books.
>The others didn't understand, they never had to deal with something like this.
>Applejack was the only one who truly appreciated what you were going through.
>But the others didn't care.
>In trying to avoid the topic, they inadvertently avoided you.
>Always too busy spending time with their loved ones, citing their family events as excuses whenever possible.
>FLAUNTING them.
'Sigh.'
>That was unfair.
>They weren't trying to hurt you.
>You were the one avoiding them..
>Nowadays you just lacked the drive to socialize.
>Besides, you had become a dreary figure.
>You maintained poor hygeine, showed disinterest in every conversation, and generally exuded an unfriendly atmosphere.
>Why would anypony want to be with you?
>>161092
>You levitate Anon's backpack onto the table, looking for the history test she had been studying for.
>You pull out her binder, and see it at the front of the stack of papers.
>95%.
>Apparently you had rubbed off on "New" Anon.
>She always did her homework and was a straight-A student, smiley-face stickers on every assignment.
>She didn't even 'forget' her school projects anymore, forcing you to complete them the night before.
>Scribbling rapidly while Anon "helped", by sitting next to you and pretending she was contributing.
>You missed those days.
>You levitate Anon's backpack onto the table, looking for the history test she had been studying for.
>You pull out her binder, and see it at the front of the stack of papers.
>95%.
>Apparently you had rubbed off on "New" Anon.
>She always did her homework and was a straight-A student, smiley-face stickers on every assignment.
>She didn't even 'forget' her school projects anymore, forcing you to complete them the night before.
>Scribbling rapidly while Anon "helped", by sitting next to you and pretending she was contributing.
>You missed those days.
>>161094
>You pulled out your chair and stood up, stretching out your legs before taking a walk through the castle.
>Heh, you remembered the times you had GM'd Ponyfinder sessions with Anon, Cadance, Shining Armor, and Discord.
>You still did.
>It was the only time you reliably socialized anymore.
>You had hoped that playing it would trigger some memories in Anon, wishing she'd recognize something, ANYTHING.
>But you just had to re-explain the rules to her, and watch as she role-played with kindness to NPC's.
>You pulled out your chair and stood up, stretching out your legs before taking a walk through the castle.
>Heh, you remembered the times you had GM'd Ponyfinder sessions with Anon, Cadance, Shining Armor, and Discord.
>You still did.
>It was the only time you reliably socialized anymore.
>You had hoped that playing it would trigger some memories in Anon, wishing she'd recognize something, ANYTHING.
>But you just had to re-explain the rules to her, and watch as she role-played with kindness to NPC's.
>>161095
>It was a Friday, so you could "sleep in" tomorrow.
>It's not like a weekday ever stopped you though.
>You unlock the windowed wooden door to your liquor cabinet, swinging it open in a motion all too familiar to you.
>You don't even know why you bother to lock it.
>Nowadays, Anon wouldn't even consider disobeying you.
>You reached out past numerous containers of various alcoholic drinks, the empty bottles making clinking noises as you fumbled for what remained of your stash.
>You managed to dig out your last bottle of wine, levitating a large glass out from the cupboard.
>You had to make another trip to the liquor store this weekend.
>You were a regular now, purchasing bags of various spirits biweekly.
>Heh, you should be the Princess of Alcoholism.
>You weren't the first to use that title.
>But you didn't care about what the tabloids said.
>You didn't care about much, really.
>It was a Friday, so you could "sleep in" tomorrow.
>It's not like a weekday ever stopped you though.
>You unlock the windowed wooden door to your liquor cabinet, swinging it open in a motion all too familiar to you.
>You don't even know why you bother to lock it.
>Nowadays, Anon wouldn't even consider disobeying you.
>You reached out past numerous containers of various alcoholic drinks, the empty bottles making clinking noises as you fumbled for what remained of your stash.
>You managed to dig out your last bottle of wine, levitating a large glass out from the cupboard.
>You had to make another trip to the liquor store this weekend.
>You were a regular now, purchasing bags of various spirits biweekly.
>Heh, you should be the Princess of Alcoholism.
>You weren't the first to use that title.
>But you didn't care about what the tabloids said.
>You didn't care about much, really.
>>161096
>On the kitchen wall sat a calender, featuring " 'Group Meeting'" (You tried to avoid the word Anonymous where possible), "Anon's Tuba Recital", and Sunday marked with a red circle.
>Oh yeah, you were visiting your parents this weekend
>Anon loved spending time with her grandparents.
>At least that hadn't changed.
>Even though the family never brought it up, you knew that they pitied you.
>Another swig of the vintage drink couldn't drown out that line of thought.
>Their forced smiles couldn't hide the aching consolation in their eyes.
>Always feeling bad for you, like you were some sort of invalid.
>You were pretty sure your brother was trying to keep Flurry out of sight when you were around.
>How emotionally disbalanced did they think you were?
>They all thought you were some sort of sniveling wreck.
>Were you?
>You look down at your reflection in the half-filled glass, bags underneath your puffy eyes, mane unkempt and unwashed.
>When was the last time you showered?
>You could take care of Anon, but not yourself.
>Who were you kidding, you couldn't take care of ANYPONY.
>Your family not only pitied you, but they all surely saw you as a failure.
>'Couldn't even keep an eye on her own kid'.
>'Our daughter's an alicorn and we're doing fine, why isn't she?'
>Probably judging you for being a single mom.
>You gulped another mouthful of wine, appreciating its earthy flavor.
>It's not like you got knocked up, you just wanted a baby of your own.
>Alicornhood had a price.
>A price you had never agreed to.
>And no orphanage would let a barely-legal single mother adopt, much less a duty-laden princess.
>You had hopelessly tried to find one, but they all rejected you.
>They made the right choice.
>On the kitchen wall sat a calender, featuring " 'Group Meeting'" (You tried to avoid the word Anonymous where possible), "Anon's Tuba Recital", and Sunday marked with a red circle.
>Oh yeah, you were visiting your parents this weekend
>Anon loved spending time with her grandparents.
>At least that hadn't changed.
>Even though the family never brought it up, you knew that they pitied you.
>Another swig of the vintage drink couldn't drown out that line of thought.
>Their forced smiles couldn't hide the aching consolation in their eyes.
>Always feeling bad for you, like you were some sort of invalid.
>You were pretty sure your brother was trying to keep Flurry out of sight when you were around.
>How emotionally disbalanced did they think you were?
>They all thought you were some sort of sniveling wreck.
>Were you?
>You look down at your reflection in the half-filled glass, bags underneath your puffy eyes, mane unkempt and unwashed.
>When was the last time you showered?
>You could take care of Anon, but not yourself.
>Who were you kidding, you couldn't take care of ANYPONY.
>Your family not only pitied you, but they all surely saw you as a failure.
>'Couldn't even keep an eye on her own kid'.
>'Our daughter's an alicorn and we're doing fine, why isn't she?'
>Probably judging you for being a single mom.
>You gulped another mouthful of wine, appreciating its earthy flavor.
>It's not like you got knocked up, you just wanted a baby of your own.
>Alicornhood had a price.
>A price you had never agreed to.
>And no orphanage would let a barely-legal single mother adopt, much less a duty-laden princess.
>You had hopelessly tried to find one, but they all rejected you.
>They made the right choice.
>>161097
>Taking another draft of "Mommy's Special Drink", you levitate a glass plate over to you, holding it in your hooves.
>It was an expensive griffon-made piece of china, part of a unique set.
>You didn't even know how much it costed, just that it was a lot.
>With all your strength, you thrust it Equestriabound, a rush of energy filling you as it shattered against the floor with a loud 'CRASH!!', fragments flying everywhere.
>It felt good, taking out your frustration on something so fragile.
>Pulling another plate out of the cabinet, you hover it over to yourself before repeating the action.
*CRASH!!
>More. More.
*CRASH!!
>Your family thought you were a failure.
*CRASH!!
>Your friends avoided you.
*CRASH!!
>Celestia probably despised you, sullying her good name and having wasted all her teaching, all those lessons.
*CRASH!!
>You were an embarassment to Equestria!
*CRASH!!
>You hated being so lonely! So ALONE in the world!
*CRASH!!
>…
>…But most of all, you hated yourself.
>On so many levels.
>…
>…
>…
>The silence became oppressive, contrasting the violent crashes immediately prior.
>You drank deeply from your wineglass, desperately trying to ignore the world.
>…
>This wasn't your fault.
>You were the victim.
>You did noth-
>You didn't even bother to finish the thought.
>Even if it was unintentional, even if it was an accident, it was your choices that lead to this.
>If you had just given Anon a little space, a little autonomy, it never would have happened.
>No, she couldn't take care of herself, she wasn't ready to handle such things.
>'Because you did such a swell job', you thought to yourself.
>You never gave her a proper chance.
>No, HIM.
>Denying his identity was willfully neglectful.
>You meekly drop the plate in your hoof down onto the floor, breaking it into halves.
>It wasn't the only broken thing in this castle.
>Taking another draft of "Mommy's Special Drink", you levitate a glass plate over to you, holding it in your hooves.
>It was an expensive griffon-made piece of china, part of a unique set.
>You didn't even know how much it costed, just that it was a lot.
>With all your strength, you thrust it Equestriabound, a rush of energy filling you as it shattered against the floor with a loud 'CRASH!!', fragments flying everywhere.
>It felt good, taking out your frustration on something so fragile.
>Pulling another plate out of the cabinet, you hover it over to yourself before repeating the action.
*CRASH!!
>More. More.
*CRASH!!
>Your family thought you were a failure.
*CRASH!!
>Your friends avoided you.
*CRASH!!
>Celestia probably despised you, sullying her good name and having wasted all her teaching, all those lessons.
*CRASH!!
>You were an embarassment to Equestria!
*CRASH!!
>You hated being so lonely! So ALONE in the world!
*CRASH!!
>…
>…But most of all, you hated yourself.
>On so many levels.
>…
>…
>…
>The silence became oppressive, contrasting the violent crashes immediately prior.
>You drank deeply from your wineglass, desperately trying to ignore the world.
>…
>This wasn't your fault.
>You were the victim.
>You did noth-
>You didn't even bother to finish the thought.
>Even if it was unintentional, even if it was an accident, it was your choices that lead to this.
>If you had just given Anon a little space, a little autonomy, it never would have happened.
>No, she couldn't take care of herself, she wasn't ready to handle such things.
>'Because you did such a swell job', you thought to yourself.
>You never gave her a proper chance.
>No, HIM.
>Denying his identity was willfully neglectful.
>You meekly drop the plate in your hoof down onto the floor, breaking it into halves.
>It wasn't the only broken thing in this castle.
>>161090
>Invalid youtube video ID. Youtube video IDs are 11 characters long and don't contain silly stuff.
>Invalid youtube video ID. Youtube video IDs are 11 characters long and don't contain silly stuff.
>>161098
>You walked down the hall, slowly descending a staircase.
>All that time trying to care for Anon's emotional needs… wasted.
>In the end, nothing you had done mattered.
>No, things were worse now.
>You stoop to a corner of the basement, facing a nondescript brown chest.
>Opening the lid, you look upon a device, one you had enchanted yourself.
>Grasping it against your body, your run a hoof against its cold metallic surface.
>The emerald collar had been removed long ago, its pink runes deactivated, the only proof of their existence being a slight discoloration in their absence.
>Once or twice you had pulled this relic out, staring into its dark body, trying to avoid the sight of your reflection.
>It was the only true memento you had of the old Anon.
>Sadness, regret, and guilt flowed through you in equal parts.
>This wasn't the first time you had stared into its shiny exterior.
>And every time you just felt worse for seeing it.
>You shove it back into the box, chiding yourself for making the same mistake again as you shut the lid wildly.
>Although in the grand scheme of your life, it hardly registered.
>You didn't trust yourself to teleport while under the influence of so much alcohol.
>So you unsteadily amble up the stairs, lost in thought, grateful that your bedroom was only on the second floor.
>Stumbling down the hall, it takes a few attempts to successfully jiggle the doorknob and open the door to your room, flopping onto the bed you had shared with Anon many times.
>Good times..
>Happy times..
>You shut the door behind you; Anon knew that meant don't come in, and you didn't want the filly that worshipped you to see you hungover.
>At least you hadn't passed out on the hallway floor again.
>You pulled the covers over yourself, not bothering to brush your teeth.
>Despite your overwhelming intoxication, sleep didn't come easily.
>Hours were spent staring at the blank ceiling, praying for a dreamless night and lamenting your wretched existence.
>Why was the universe so cruel to you?
>Why did it have to deny you the satisfaction of sharing your love with a child?
>Couldn't it just fulfill one simple wish?
>…
>No.
>This was everything you had wished for.
>…
>…But not what you wanted.
>You wanted Anon back.
>But Anon was gone.
>You walked down the hall, slowly descending a staircase.
>All that time trying to care for Anon's emotional needs… wasted.
>In the end, nothing you had done mattered.
>No, things were worse now.
>You stoop to a corner of the basement, facing a nondescript brown chest.
>Opening the lid, you look upon a device, one you had enchanted yourself.
>Grasping it against your body, your run a hoof against its cold metallic surface.
>The emerald collar had been removed long ago, its pink runes deactivated, the only proof of their existence being a slight discoloration in their absence.
>Once or twice you had pulled this relic out, staring into its dark body, trying to avoid the sight of your reflection.
>It was the only true memento you had of the old Anon.
>Sadness, regret, and guilt flowed through you in equal parts.
>This wasn't the first time you had stared into its shiny exterior.
>And every time you just felt worse for seeing it.
>You shove it back into the box, chiding yourself for making the same mistake again as you shut the lid wildly.
>Although in the grand scheme of your life, it hardly registered.
>You didn't trust yourself to teleport while under the influence of so much alcohol.
>So you unsteadily amble up the stairs, lost in thought, grateful that your bedroom was only on the second floor.
>Stumbling down the hall, it takes a few attempts to successfully jiggle the doorknob and open the door to your room, flopping onto the bed you had shared with Anon many times.
>Good times..
>Happy times..
>You shut the door behind you; Anon knew that meant don't come in, and you didn't want the filly that worshipped you to see you hungover.
>At least you hadn't passed out on the hallway floor again.
>You pulled the covers over yourself, not bothering to brush your teeth.
>Despite your overwhelming intoxication, sleep didn't come easily.
>Hours were spent staring at the blank ceiling, praying for a dreamless night and lamenting your wretched existence.
>Why was the universe so cruel to you?
>Why did it have to deny you the satisfaction of sharing your love with a child?
>Couldn't it just fulfill one simple wish?
>…
>No.
>This was everything you had wished for.
>…
>…But not what you wanted.
>You wanted Anon back.
>But Anon was gone.
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>You suddenly get turned into a filly
>Obviously, you do not get to drink any kind of alcohol since you are a filly
>Days passes
>Then weeks
>Suddenly, Twilight or Celestia offers you a little since no pony is around but the two of you
>Would you drink as much as they offered?
>Or know your limit and say "no" when you know you've had enough?
>Obviously, you do not get to drink any kind of alcohol since you are a filly
>Days passes
>Then weeks
>Suddenly, Twilight or Celestia offers you a little since no pony is around but the two of you
>Would you drink as much as they offered?
>Or know your limit and say "no" when you know you've had enough?
>>161141
Is Waste a legendary Anonfilly who cares more about being the filly than being with the filly?
Is Waste a legendary Anonfilly who cares more about being the filly than being with the filly?
>>161147
Didn't you writefag once upon a time under the name of awastefyourtime or something like that, or am I thinking of the other swede?
Didn't you writefag once upon a time under the name of awastefyourtime or something like that, or am I thinking of the other swede?
>>161166
Checked. Faggot? Filly? Wasn't really meant to be finished, but damn did that alt make me feel things… keep up the good work!
Checked. Faggot? Filly? Wasn't really meant to be finished, but damn did that alt make me feel things… keep up the good work!
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Anonfilly gets captured by Earth's war veteran
What do yall think would be her reaction to being in that situation with the war hors?
What do yall think would be her reaction to being in that situation with the war hors?
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>>161140
>implying I drink any booze now
>implying that suddenly being legally unable to would change whether I wanted it or not
>implying I drink any booze now
>implying that suddenly being legally unable to would change whether I wanted it or not
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>>160904
"What the fuck do you think? You know in the civilized world, we usually use SOME lube."
>"Do we look like we're in the civilized world? I don't tend to go into town very often, and when I do, I don't tend to buy lube because I don't plan on fucking a random filly in my shack in the middle of nowhere."
"And you couldn't use spit?"
>"So what you're saying is, you want me to spit in your ass?"
"Not now! It fucking hurts. But you know, some warning might have at least helped!"
>"Well sooorrry, Ms. Talks In Her Sleep About Wanting To Be Fucked In The Ass."
"Are you fucking kidding me? Now I know I had a dream telling me to prepare my anus, but I'm pretty sure I didn't literally say that in my sleep."
>"Look, I'm not going to lie to someone who's supposedly in a time loop. But hey, believe whatever you want. It's some other Daring's problem, right?"
"Yeah, that still smells like a huge crock of shit. You're just saying that to cover your own-"
You hear the voice of Ajna coo sweetly into your ears.
>"Payback's a bitch, ain't it, honey?"
"What the fuck do you think? You know in the civilized world, we usually use SOME lube."
>"Do we look like we're in the civilized world? I don't tend to go into town very often, and when I do, I don't tend to buy lube because I don't plan on fucking a random filly in my shack in the middle of nowhere."
"And you couldn't use spit?"
>"So what you're saying is, you want me to spit in your ass?"
"Not now! It fucking hurts. But you know, some warning might have at least helped!"
>"Well sooorrry, Ms. Talks In Her Sleep About Wanting To Be Fucked In The Ass."
"Are you fucking kidding me? Now I know I had a dream telling me to prepare my anus, but I'm pretty sure I didn't literally say that in my sleep."
>"Look, I'm not going to lie to someone who's supposedly in a time loop. But hey, believe whatever you want. It's some other Daring's problem, right?"
"Yeah, that still smells like a huge crock of shit. You're just saying that to cover your own-"
You hear the voice of Ajna coo sweetly into your ears.
>"Payback's a bitch, ain't it, honey?"
>>161188
"Keep laughing, bitch! There's still plenty of time and plenty of tries to cause some real lasting damage!"
[ 1d100 = 94 ]
"Keep laughing, bitch! There's still plenty of time and plenty of tries to cause some real lasting damage!"
[ 1d100 = 94 ]
>>161188
We're successfully corrupting Ajna to be totally unrecognizable to her own mother, so who's winning now?
[ 1d100 = 26 ]
We're successfully corrupting Ajna to be totally unrecognizable to her own mother, so who's winning now?
[ 1d100 = 26 ]
>>161325
It's actually a strap on horse puss. Anon had it made special when she found out ponies don't have genitals.
It's actually a strap on horse puss. Anon had it made special when she found out ponies don't have genitals.
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>>161337
The top of her hair seems to be fading out, unsure if its supposed to be ahead of behind the blanket, pls fix
But besides that that s top cute
The top of her hair seems to be fading out, unsure if its supposed to be ahead of behind the blanket, pls fix
But besides that that s top cute
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>>161188
"Oh ha ha, very funny, bitch. I've still got plenty of time and plenty of tries to cause some REAL lasting damage."
Daring tilts her head in confusion.
>"You drunk already? I only gave you one beer mate."
"Nevermind that. I talk to myself sometimes."
>"So do I, but usually not when there's company around."
"Well then, I'll owe you one not making fun of you when you do that."
>"I'll hold you to that. Not that it matters, since you seem to think you're in a time loop."
You shrug.
"I'm pretty sure the reason I'm looping is because something's supposed to kill you. I might not even end up looping since I've already changed your entire schedule for today."
>"Just pretty sure? You know it would really suck…"
"Don't say it!"
>"It would really suck if…"
"You're gonna jinx it!"
>"What? I was just gonna say it would really have to suck if the entire reason you're looping isn't because I'm supposed to die, but instead for something completely mundane like-"
. . .
>"Fuck me, remind me not to drink when I have research in the morning."
"Oh ha ha, very funny, bitch. I've still got plenty of time and plenty of tries to cause some REAL lasting damage."
Daring tilts her head in confusion.
>"You drunk already? I only gave you one beer mate."
"Nevermind that. I talk to myself sometimes."
>"So do I, but usually not when there's company around."
"Well then, I'll owe you one not making fun of you when you do that."
>"I'll hold you to that. Not that it matters, since you seem to think you're in a time loop."
You shrug.
"I'm pretty sure the reason I'm looping is because something's supposed to kill you. I might not even end up looping since I've already changed your entire schedule for today."
>"Just pretty sure? You know it would really suck…"
"Don't say it!"
>"It would really suck if…"
"You're gonna jinx it!"
>"What? I was just gonna say it would really have to suck if the entire reason you're looping isn't because I'm supposed to die, but instead for something completely mundane like-"
. . .
>"Fuck me, remind me not to drink when I have research in the morning."
Enjoy the bonus image. Wasps are spooky.
>>160738
"Can I speak to mom? Alone?"
>The doctor grumbles something, but walks right outside before closing the door.
"Why exactly do you want to pull me out so soon?"
>"You're missing valuable lessons and the hospital bills aren't cheap. Despite the status I hold, my primary income is still from the city as a librarian. Research earns me a bit here and there, but despite what many assume I'm not exactly made of money. I could technically tap into the royal reserves, but…"
>She just goes silent as you see her shudder slightly.
>"Erm, it's a complicated and arduous process…"
"Still, you could always let me do the work from home until I've recovered."
>"As much as you know I'd love to watch over you, I'm currently in the process of archiving a collection of books…"
"S-so? I can take care of myself…"
>She gives you a condescending look.
>"You kidding? You barely could when you were a human, and now you're trying to tell me that you can now after I've had to save your ass three times?"
"I…"
>"Heh. You're damn near worthless, but you're a cute one. I think I might just keep you."
>She finishes with a small nuzzle.
>That stings, but you ignore it for the sake of negotiations.
"History is the only thing I'm going to have an issue with, you've seen that yourself."
>"Well, that scrawl you produce with your mouth isn't exactly-"
"Scrupulous details. Besides, I was able to do fine before when you brought me the work, what changes in this instance?"
>You can see her pondering your points.
>"Alright, but there's still the issue of your safety."
"Could always set up another alarm system."
>"No. They'll expect that, rig up something different."
"What about a silent alarm of sorts then, something I could trigger if anything seems awry?"
>You can see her wince.
>"That would consume valuable time I could spend on other things, are you sure you don't feel well enough to go back yet?"
"Even if I did, you know how foals are. Always poking and prodding."
>"I didn't hear any complaints from you after the last incident."
"Well yeah, but one almost broke my ribs again."
>"I certainly don't want to have more bills to pay… alright it's a deal."
>You go for a hoofshake before you see her holding a her right hoof over her heart.
"Alright."
>"Cross my heart…"
"Hope to fly…"
>"Stick a cupcake in my eye."
>The two of you finish with a light tap to your closed eyelids.
>Twilight seems to be smiling a bit.
>"Alright, I'll check you out and we'll get your little butt home, missy."
"Sounds good to me."
>After a few minutes of you idly fucking around with your tail, Twilight comes back in with the doctor from before who carefully removes your IVs and scribbles another set of notes on the clipboard.
>"And remember to spread-"
>"Yeah, yeah. I can fucking read, you know."
>He huffs a bit at that, but says nothing else on the matter as he exits.
>There's a bright flash and you're back in your bed at the castle.
>Twilight has seemingly already fucked off to start on the alarm mechanism or to do whatever the fuck else.
>Reaching over to your bedside table to grab Moon, your hoof strikes cold metal instead.
>You look in shock at the small but unmistakable can of soda on your bedside table.
>Picking it up as best you can, you hold it between your hooves and look on the printed symbols like an alien would.
>'Carbonated water, sugar, orange fruit from concentrate (5%)…'
"Holy shit, it's the real fucking deal…"
>On the underside of the can is a small note attached with what appears to be ordinary scotch tape.
>'Be behind the castle tomorrow at 7:00 AM, sharp. You will willingly give yourself up to us. If you fail to show, the pegasus will be terminated. If you converse with the princess about this note, the pegasus will be terminated."
>You angrily throw the can at the wall, expecting a large and rather satisfying explosion.
>Instead, the cylndrical candle hits the wall and makes a dull thud as it hits the ground.
>Twilight opens the door, carefully holding what looks like a temporary tattoo strip.
>"This is going to hurt."
>As she lightly pushes aside your mane and licks the stamp, it begins to glow a bright purple.
>As she presses it into your fur, you feel like one thousand needles have concentrated on your forehead and are now boring deep into your skull.
>As you cry out, you feel a tender hoof on your back.
>"Shh… it's okay…"
>As the pain fades away into nothing over a few minutes, Twilight begins to explain herself.
>"That rune will immediately send out a distress signal when you and only you say the words 'I am a faggot.' You must never use that phrase unless you truly need my help, because the rune only has three charges. Any questions?"
>Input action.
>>160738
"Can I speak to mom? Alone?"
>The doctor grumbles something, but walks right outside before closing the door.
"Why exactly do you want to pull me out so soon?"
>"You're missing valuable lessons and the hospital bills aren't cheap. Despite the status I hold, my primary income is still from the city as a librarian. Research earns me a bit here and there, but despite what many assume I'm not exactly made of money. I could technically tap into the royal reserves, but…"
>She just goes silent as you see her shudder slightly.
>"Erm, it's a complicated and arduous process…"
"Still, you could always let me do the work from home until I've recovered."
>"As much as you know I'd love to watch over you, I'm currently in the process of archiving a collection of books…"
"S-so? I can take care of myself…"
>She gives you a condescending look.
>"You kidding? You barely could when you were a human, and now you're trying to tell me that you can now after I've had to save your ass three times?"
"I…"
>"Heh. You're damn near worthless, but you're a cute one. I think I might just keep you."
>She finishes with a small nuzzle.
>That stings, but you ignore it for the sake of negotiations.
"History is the only thing I'm going to have an issue with, you've seen that yourself."
>"Well, that scrawl you produce with your mouth isn't exactly-"
"Scrupulous details. Besides, I was able to do fine before when you brought me the work, what changes in this instance?"
>You can see her pondering your points.
>"Alright, but there's still the issue of your safety."
"Could always set up another alarm system."
>"No. They'll expect that, rig up something different."
"What about a silent alarm of sorts then, something I could trigger if anything seems awry?"
>You can see her wince.
>"That would consume valuable time I could spend on other things, are you sure you don't feel well enough to go back yet?"
"Even if I did, you know how foals are. Always poking and prodding."
>"I didn't hear any complaints from you after the last incident."
"Well yeah, but one almost broke my ribs again."
>"I certainly don't want to have more bills to pay… alright it's a deal."
>You go for a hoofshake before you see her holding a her right hoof over her heart.
"Alright."
>"Cross my heart…"
"Hope to fly…"
>"Stick a cupcake in my eye."
>The two of you finish with a light tap to your closed eyelids.
>Twilight seems to be smiling a bit.
>"Alright, I'll check you out and we'll get your little butt home, missy."
"Sounds good to me."
>After a few minutes of you idly fucking around with your tail, Twilight comes back in with the doctor from before who carefully removes your IVs and scribbles another set of notes on the clipboard.
>"And remember to spread-"
>"Yeah, yeah. I can fucking read, you know."
>He huffs a bit at that, but says nothing else on the matter as he exits.
>There's a bright flash and you're back in your bed at the castle.
>Twilight has seemingly already fucked off to start on the alarm mechanism or to do whatever the fuck else.
>Reaching over to your bedside table to grab Moon, your hoof strikes cold metal instead.
>You look in shock at the small but unmistakable can of soda on your bedside table.
>Picking it up as best you can, you hold it between your hooves and look on the printed symbols like an alien would.
>'Carbonated water, sugar, orange fruit from concentrate (5%)…'
"Holy shit, it's the real fucking deal…"
>On the underside of the can is a small note attached with what appears to be ordinary scotch tape.
>'Be behind the castle tomorrow at 7:00 AM, sharp. You will willingly give yourself up to us. If you fail to show, the pegasus will be terminated. If you converse with the princess about this note, the pegasus will be terminated."
>You angrily throw the can at the wall, expecting a large and rather satisfying explosion.
>Instead, the cylndrical candle hits the wall and makes a dull thud as it hits the ground.
>Twilight opens the door, carefully holding what looks like a temporary tattoo strip.
>"This is going to hurt."
>As she lightly pushes aside your mane and licks the stamp, it begins to glow a bright purple.
>As she presses it into your fur, you feel like one thousand needles have concentrated on your forehead and are now boring deep into your skull.
>As you cry out, you feel a tender hoof on your back.
>"Shh… it's okay…"
>As the pain fades away into nothing over a few minutes, Twilight begins to explain herself.
>"That rune will immediately send out a distress signal when you and only you say the words 'I am a faggot.' You must never use that phrase unless you truly need my help, because the rune only has three charges. Any questions?"
>Input action.
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Already posted separately I know, but here's the set, plus fixed version of the one with the circle.
>>161345
Ask if there are any geographical or otherwise signal limitations on the rune, and act evasively when Twilight inevitably asks why.
Also, time to revise your poem to lament how one can never prize his own life above his friends'. A true friend will give up his life without hesitation just for the possibility that another can go free.
Conveniently "forget" your homework when you "go to school."
[ 1d100 = 45 ]
Ask if there are any geographical or otherwise signal limitations on the rune, and act evasively when Twilight inevitably asks why.
Also, time to revise your poem to lament how one can never prize his own life above his friends'. A true friend will give up his life without hesitation just for the possibility that another can go free.
Conveniently "forget" your homework when you "go to school."
[ 1d100 = 45 ]
>>161341
Scream, just scream your frustrations away until you cant talk anymore
[ 1d100 = 86 ]
>>161342
The very top of her hair tuff, at the rim of blanket
Kinda seem unsure about the opacity there or maybe it has the incorrect layering, with the blanket shine being ahead?
>>161345
You better be a morning pony Twilight, at least tommorrow, also you re a faggot
[ 1d100 = 59 ]
Scream, just scream your frustrations away until you cant talk anymore
[ 1d100 = 86 ]
>>161342
The very top of her hair tuff, at the rim of blanket
Kinda seem unsure about the opacity there or maybe it has the incorrect layering, with the blanket shine being ahead?
>>161345
You better be a morning pony Twilight, at least tommorrow, also you re a faggot
[ 1d100 = 59 ]
>>161340
Could just be a shadow from her mane that's sticking out, since the light source is beneath her.
Could just be a shadow from her mane that's sticking out, since the light source is beneath her.
>>161390 (to first roll)
Look on the bright side: At least our rear is no longer sore from the combination stick and dry hoof. [ 1d100 = 94 ]
Look on the bright side: At least our rear is no longer sore from the combination stick and dry hoof. [ 1d100 = 94 ]
>>161392
But then at least the side of her face would be slightly noticeable as well wouldnt it?
If it was see thru like that, to see the hair and all
But then at least the side of her face would be slightly noticeable as well wouldnt it?
If it was see thru like that, to see the hair and all
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>>161403
Why are we still here? Just to suffer? Every loop, I can feel my ass…and my vagina…even my human dick. The virginity I've lost…the foal I've lost won't stop hurting. It's like they're all still in there. I'm gonna make them give back our dicks!
Why are we still here? Just to suffer? Every loop, I can feel my ass…and my vagina…even my human dick. The virginity I've lost…the foal I've lost won't stop hurting. It's like they're all still in there. I'm gonna make them give back our dicks!
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are all the fillies dead tonight?
its friday, where's the fuckin booze and the drunken cuddlepiles?
its friday, where's the fuckin booze and the drunken cuddlepiles?
>>161524
I feel dead inside. I have no appetite and I haven't been able to hold any substantial amount of food down since like a week ago. I am so hungry that it hurts.
Here, have a random, unrelated picture because I couldn't find a relevant one, but I still wanted to post a picture.
I feel dead inside. I have no appetite and I haven't been able to hold any substantial amount of food down since like a week ago. I am so hungry that it hurts.
Here, have a random, unrelated picture because I couldn't find a relevant one, but I still wanted to post a picture.
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>>161341
This cannot be happening. You were absolutely sure saving Daring was what you needed to do to escape the loop. You took a stick and a hoof up your ass for this, and now…
"FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCKKKKKK!
Your scream is so loud that you can hardly pay attention to anything around you, like the fact that you've made Twilight cover her ears hard with her hooves and cringe.
>"Jesus fucking Christ Anon! Do you not have a hangover too? What the fuck is wrong with you?"
You hear hooves stomping in the background as someone rushes down a flight of stairs. Your door springs open, revealing a very not awake Shining Armor.
>>"Is everything alright, Anon?"
This cannot be happening. You were absolutely sure saving Daring was what you needed to do to escape the loop. You took a stick and a hoof up your ass for this, and now…
"FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCKKKKKK!
Your scream is so loud that you can hardly pay attention to anything around you, like the fact that you've made Twilight cover her ears hard with her hooves and cringe.
>"Jesus fucking Christ Anon! Do you not have a hangover too? What the fuck is wrong with you?"
You hear hooves stomping in the background as someone rushes down a flight of stairs. Your door springs open, revealing a very not awake Shining Armor.
>>"Is everything alright, Anon?"
>>161534
"NO! I'M STILL STUCK IN THIS SHITHOLE OF A TIME LOOP WITH EVEN LESS OF AN IDEA OF WHAT I NEED TO DO TO BREAK IT NOW THAN WHEN I FIRST STARTED IT!"
[ 1d100 = 44 ]
"NO! I'M STILL STUCK IN THIS SHITHOLE OF A TIME LOOP WITH EVEN LESS OF AN IDEA OF WHAT I NEED TO DO TO BREAK IT NOW THAN WHEN I FIRST STARTED IT!"
[ 1d100 = 44 ]
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Alright, faggots, it's been far FAR too long! Because of that, I'm going to dedicate this entire post to a recap of everything so far!
>Everything So Far:
>Anon brought to 'Questria through Twilight's portal magics, Twilight promises to get him home
>Anon becomes filly, hi-jinks ensue
>Twilight tells Celestia, Celestia wants to meet Anon
>Anon and Celestia meet, stuff happens
>Anon and Twilight go back to ponyville and Anon becomes friends with Luna
>Anon makes a new friend, Emerald, and they do shenanigans
>Anon gets kidnapped one night, brought to a changeling hive
>Emerald's there too, and also a changeling
>Too long didn't read, Chrysalis needs Anon's help for something
>Anon agrees to help and Chrysalis finds out he's an Ayy
>Anon and Emerald tool around while Chrysalis sets up stuff
>Anon tells Luna and Luna tells Twi/Tia
>Anon's idea involves peace, Luna agrees to help him set it up
>Luna tries, but Twi/Tia won't listen
>Anon tries, Chrysalis is reluctant at first
>Even worse, Twilight is going there to get Anon back
>Anon tells that to Chrysalis, SHTF ensues
>Anon and Chrysalis remain behind after evacuation to wait for Twi
>Twi gets there eventually, she and Chrissy fight
>When Twi starts winning, Anon does what he can to save Chrissy
>He saves her and makes Twi stop, then some convincing happens
>Anon and Twi go home with some plans about what happens next
>Plans involve bringing Chrysalis to Canterlot for negotiations
>Time passes, Emerald and Chrysalis show up to Ponyville
>Other stuff happens, everyone goes to Canterlot
>Twilight and Chrysalis start not being so hostile over time
>Negotiations happen, a fair deal is made between Chrissy and Tia
>Anon's there to mediate, much to his disappointment
>Afterwards, he has to find Emerald and Luna who went off
>He finds them after they've already done all the cool things
>Worse yet, Twi shows up not too long after to drag them back
>Emerald asks Anon about what happened in negotiations
>Anon doesn't tell much, but generally answers questions
>Eventually drifts dangerously close to Anon's origins
>Emerald asks some questions, Anon manages to dodge them all without breaking
>Afterwards, sleep happens
That should sum it up somewhat decently, now give me a hot second to break this next update up into reasonable post sizes.
>Everything So Far:
>Anon brought to 'Questria through Twilight's portal magics, Twilight promises to get him home
>Anon becomes filly, hi-jinks ensue
>Twilight tells Celestia, Celestia wants to meet Anon
>Anon and Celestia meet, stuff happens
>Anon and Twilight go back to ponyville and Anon becomes friends with Luna
>Anon makes a new friend, Emerald, and they do shenanigans
>Anon gets kidnapped one night, brought to a changeling hive
>Emerald's there too, and also a changeling
>Too long didn't read, Chrysalis needs Anon's help for something
>Anon agrees to help and Chrysalis finds out he's an Ayy
>Anon and Emerald tool around while Chrysalis sets up stuff
>Anon tells Luna and Luna tells Twi/Tia
>Anon's idea involves peace, Luna agrees to help him set it up
>Luna tries, but Twi/Tia won't listen
>Anon tries, Chrysalis is reluctant at first
>Even worse, Twilight is going there to get Anon back
>Anon tells that to Chrysalis, SHTF ensues
>Anon and Chrysalis remain behind after evacuation to wait for Twi
>Twi gets there eventually, she and Chrissy fight
>When Twi starts winning, Anon does what he can to save Chrissy
>He saves her and makes Twi stop, then some convincing happens
>Anon and Twi go home with some plans about what happens next
>Plans involve bringing Chrysalis to Canterlot for negotiations
>Time passes, Emerald and Chrysalis show up to Ponyville
>Other stuff happens, everyone goes to Canterlot
>Twilight and Chrysalis start not being so hostile over time
>Negotiations happen, a fair deal is made between Chrissy and Tia
>Anon's there to mediate, much to his disappointment
>Afterwards, he has to find Emerald and Luna who went off
>He finds them after they've already done all the cool things
>Worse yet, Twi shows up not too long after to drag them back
>Emerald asks Anon about what happened in negotiations
>Anon doesn't tell much, but generally answers questions
>Eventually drifts dangerously close to Anon's origins
>Emerald asks some questions, Anon manages to dodge them all without breaking
>Afterwards, sleep happens
That should sum it up somewhat decently, now give me a hot second to break this next update up into reasonable post sizes.
>>161559
And now it's all separated up! As always, like/comment/soupskrib/tell me how I fucked up/etc!
>Once again, your dream mirrors the events of the previous day
>You find yourself in the US Senate Chamber all alone, but it doesn't take long for you to get some company
>When Luna appears, she materializes in a chair near you but also facing away from you
>This gives her an excuse to take a fairly long look at her surroundings when she turns to face you
>While she's still looking around, you decide to ask her a question
"Would you like to know where we are?"
>She turns around, a bit surprised at first, but nods as she continues looking around the room
"This is the US Senate Chamber, one of the most important rooms in my home country."
>After Luna's finished looking around, she asks a question of her own
>"Is this senate some sort of legislative body?"
"Yes it is, and it's the most powerful one in the country."
>"Oh joy; I've had to deal with those before, it's never fun."
"Yeah, this one back home doesn't usually get much done but that's not necessarily a bad thing sometimes."
>Luna looks at you with a confused expression before questioning the meaning of your statement
>"It's not a bad thing when your government gets nothing done?"
"Well, remember how I said that human governments aren't as straight-forward as your governments? Sometimes they try to get away with screwing over the general population."
>Luna looks mildly stunned at this, but soon responds
>"Again, I feel sorry for you."
"You really shouldn't, it sounds worse than it actually is. Most of the time, things aren't that bad. At the end of the day, life goes on and almost nothing really changes from what's already happened."
>She shrugs, seeming to accept your indifference, and changes the subject
>"So, I heard the negotiations went well?"
"Everything that needed to happen happened, the changelings are now under Equestria's protection, everything seems alright; it really did go over better than I expected."
>"Celestia didn't give you any trouble?"
"Nah, she made sure to keep things fair. Plus, I don't think Twilight would've let any sort of political screwing over happen on either side."
>"That's good, what were the terms?"
"Chrysalis has to make a public apology and fork over some reparations as well as a certain number of resources per amount they gain in exchange for protection and the ability to mingle with pony society somewhat freely."
>"And about Chrysalis's need for…"
>Luna trails off a bit here, but you got the idea
"I don't recall anything being mentioned directly, but she seemed satisfied with the results of the meeting so I'm guessing it's taken care of."
>"Alright."
>You two spend a bit longer looking around the room and admiring the detail before getting up to explore around, and you two spend the rest of the dream doing things that would normally be considered childish with all the important looking things around
>. . .
>The trip home the next day was nothing to write about, and nothing interesting happened on the train this time
>When you got back though, this was where everything started going back to normal
>Chrysalis and Emerald stay for one more night before going back to their hive the next day, but you couldn't accompany them because you had school
>You're more than a bit miffed that you couldn't even see them off, but you do still have a facade to keep up
>Besides, with the easing tensions between Equestria and Chrysalis's changelings, you'll probably get to see more of them at some point
>With these thoughts holding your mind during most actually all of Ms. Cheerilee's lectures, you drift through school without many problems
>When you get back to the castle afterwards, though, Twilight says she has a surprise for you
And now it's all separated up! As always, like/comment/soupskrib/tell me how I fucked up/etc!
>Once again, your dream mirrors the events of the previous day
>You find yourself in the US Senate Chamber all alone, but it doesn't take long for you to get some company
>When Luna appears, she materializes in a chair near you but also facing away from you
>This gives her an excuse to take a fairly long look at her surroundings when she turns to face you
>While she's still looking around, you decide to ask her a question
"Would you like to know where we are?"
>She turns around, a bit surprised at first, but nods as she continues looking around the room
"This is the US Senate Chamber, one of the most important rooms in my home country."
>After Luna's finished looking around, she asks a question of her own
>"Is this senate some sort of legislative body?"
"Yes it is, and it's the most powerful one in the country."
>"Oh joy; I've had to deal with those before, it's never fun."
"Yeah, this one back home doesn't usually get much done but that's not necessarily a bad thing sometimes."
>Luna looks at you with a confused expression before questioning the meaning of your statement
>"It's not a bad thing when your government gets nothing done?"
"Well, remember how I said that human governments aren't as straight-forward as your governments? Sometimes they try to get away with screwing over the general population."
>Luna looks mildly stunned at this, but soon responds
>"Again, I feel sorry for you."
"You really shouldn't, it sounds worse than it actually is. Most of the time, things aren't that bad. At the end of the day, life goes on and almost nothing really changes from what's already happened."
>She shrugs, seeming to accept your indifference, and changes the subject
>"So, I heard the negotiations went well?"
"Everything that needed to happen happened, the changelings are now under Equestria's protection, everything seems alright; it really did go over better than I expected."
>"Celestia didn't give you any trouble?"
"Nah, she made sure to keep things fair. Plus, I don't think Twilight would've let any sort of political screwing over happen on either side."
>"That's good, what were the terms?"
"Chrysalis has to make a public apology and fork over some reparations as well as a certain number of resources per amount they gain in exchange for protection and the ability to mingle with pony society somewhat freely."
>"And about Chrysalis's need for…"
>Luna trails off a bit here, but you got the idea
"I don't recall anything being mentioned directly, but she seemed satisfied with the results of the meeting so I'm guessing it's taken care of."
>"Alright."
>You two spend a bit longer looking around the room and admiring the detail before getting up to explore around, and you two spend the rest of the dream doing things that would normally be considered childish with all the important looking things around
>. . .
>The trip home the next day was nothing to write about, and nothing interesting happened on the train this time
>When you got back though, this was where everything started going back to normal
>Chrysalis and Emerald stay for one more night before going back to their hive the next day, but you couldn't accompany them because you had school
>You're more than a bit miffed that you couldn't even see them off, but you do still have a facade to keep up
>Besides, with the easing tensions between Equestria and Chrysalis's changelings, you'll probably get to see more of them at some point
>With these thoughts holding your mind during most actually all of Ms. Cheerilee's lectures, you drift through school without many problems
>When you get back to the castle afterwards, though, Twilight says she has a surprise for you
>>161560
>A surprise?
>Well, it could be a bit interesting
"What is it?"
>"Follow me down to the lab and I'll show you."
>The lab?
>This could be pretty cool!
>You follow Twilight down to the lab, noticing that she doesn't take off her bag
>Along the way, you two pass by Spike doing some housework
"Hey Spike, we're back!"
>The small dragon stops what he was doing to accompany you two on the walk as you all continue
>"Hey Anon! Sorry, but I forgot to ask you yesterday: how was the trip?"
"It was pretty alright, we accomplished everything we needed to and I accomplished a bit of what I wanted to. How was everything back here?"
>"Boring, but at least it was all pretty easy to manage. Anyway, what's going on now?"
>This is when Twilight steps in
>"I'm bringing Anon down to the lab to make sure that her nose is recovering properly, nothing too interesting."
>"Oh. I guess that means I should get back to sweeping?"
>"It certainly wouldn't be a bad idea."
>Spike shrugs before saying a final statement
>"Well, I guess I'll see you both after."
>You wave to him as you and Twilight continue on without him to the lab
>The rest of the walk to the lab happens without interruption, all while you ponder just what Twilight has for you
>What could it be?
>If you two are going all the way to the lab, then it's probably something science-y
>She also lied to Spike about what's happening, so it's probably something human-y
>But what?
>As you hear the large doors slide open effortlessly, you stop pondering in favor of finding out
>Twilight leads you past plenty of different sights, some being familiar and others being new
>Past the engineering area, into a place that seems more equipped for astronomy, and even farther to a separate area which stirs a memory from a few weeks ago
>Is this where you came through into Equestria?
>Twilight leads you over to a nearby table and lifts over a bag, placing it onto the table
"Alright, so what's the surprise?"
>She turns around, opening the bag up and revealing a few different items
>A chunk of crystal about the size of your head
>A jar with a nozzle on top containing some presumably magical fire
>A few other miscellaneous and less-identifiable items as well
>"I now have everything necessary to get you back home!"
>So that's what all that is
>All the same, a mix of feelings wash over you
>Excitement, relief, concern, worry, and even some melancholy all cross your mind in the space of a second
>On one hand, you're one step closer to getting home!
>On another, you still don't know how many steps there will be, or if there's even an end to it
>But you're closer to seeing your family again!
>But what will they think if they knew what happened to you?
>Also, leaving to go home means you'll never get to see the friends you made here again…
>Twilight notices your concern and walks over to put a hoof around you
>"What's up? I thought you would be more excited."
>You take a moment to collect your thoughts and promptly shove them into some other corner of your mind for the time being
"I don't know… I mean, don't get me wrong, this is great, but…"
>"Are you having some doubts about leaving?"
>Well, now that she already guessed it
"Yeah."
>"Then don't worry! Your family will be happy to have you back!"
"I know, but what about everypony here? I'm sure Emerald and Spike would miss me, and I know I'd miss all of you."
>Twilight removes her hoof from around you and sits beside you to think
>After a few seconds, she looks over at your face and apparently gets an idea
>"You're in luck, then. I can't turn you back into a human until your nose is healed, and I can't exactly send you back as you are now, either. You still have a while to decide before you have to make any permanent decisions."
>A surprise?
>Well, it could be a bit interesting
"What is it?"
>"Follow me down to the lab and I'll show you."
>The lab?
>This could be pretty cool!
>You follow Twilight down to the lab, noticing that she doesn't take off her bag
>Along the way, you two pass by Spike doing some housework
"Hey Spike, we're back!"
>The small dragon stops what he was doing to accompany you two on the walk as you all continue
>"Hey Anon! Sorry, but I forgot to ask you yesterday: how was the trip?"
"It was pretty alright, we accomplished everything we needed to and I accomplished a bit of what I wanted to. How was everything back here?"
>"Boring, but at least it was all pretty easy to manage. Anyway, what's going on now?"
>This is when Twilight steps in
>"I'm bringing Anon down to the lab to make sure that her nose is recovering properly, nothing too interesting."
>"Oh. I guess that means I should get back to sweeping?"
>"It certainly wouldn't be a bad idea."
>Spike shrugs before saying a final statement
>"Well, I guess I'll see you both after."
>You wave to him as you and Twilight continue on without him to the lab
>The rest of the walk to the lab happens without interruption, all while you ponder just what Twilight has for you
>What could it be?
>If you two are going all the way to the lab, then it's probably something science-y
>She also lied to Spike about what's happening, so it's probably something human-y
>But what?
>As you hear the large doors slide open effortlessly, you stop pondering in favor of finding out
>Twilight leads you past plenty of different sights, some being familiar and others being new
>Past the engineering area, into a place that seems more equipped for astronomy, and even farther to a separate area which stirs a memory from a few weeks ago
>Is this where you came through into Equestria?
>Twilight leads you over to a nearby table and lifts over a bag, placing it onto the table
"Alright, so what's the surprise?"
>She turns around, opening the bag up and revealing a few different items
>A chunk of crystal about the size of your head
>A jar with a nozzle on top containing some presumably magical fire
>A few other miscellaneous and less-identifiable items as well
>"I now have everything necessary to get you back home!"
>So that's what all that is
>All the same, a mix of feelings wash over you
>Excitement, relief, concern, worry, and even some melancholy all cross your mind in the space of a second
>On one hand, you're one step closer to getting home!
>On another, you still don't know how many steps there will be, or if there's even an end to it
>But you're closer to seeing your family again!
>But what will they think if they knew what happened to you?
>Also, leaving to go home means you'll never get to see the friends you made here again…
>Twilight notices your concern and walks over to put a hoof around you
>"What's up? I thought you would be more excited."
>You take a moment to collect your thoughts and promptly shove them into some other corner of your mind for the time being
"I don't know… I mean, don't get me wrong, this is great, but…"
>"Are you having some doubts about leaving?"
>Well, now that she already guessed it
"Yeah."
>"Then don't worry! Your family will be happy to have you back!"
"I know, but what about everypony here? I'm sure Emerald and Spike would miss me, and I know I'd miss all of you."
>Twilight removes her hoof from around you and sits beside you to think
>After a few seconds, she looks over at your face and apparently gets an idea
>"You're in luck, then. I can't turn you back into a human until your nose is healed, and I can't exactly send you back as you are now, either. You still have a while to decide before you have to make any permanent decisions."
>>161561
>You nod as you take this information in, your conflicted expression changing to a thoughtful one
"True, true. Also, didn't you say that there's no guarantee that I could even go back on the first try back when you first promised to get me home?"
>Twilight thinks back to that moment for a second before answering your question
>"I did, but I'm not so sure that that's the case anymore."
>…
>Huh?
>When did this become something that shouldn't be too hard?
>Well, Twilight notices the very obvious confusion now dominating your expression and elaborates
>"The reason I say that is because in the instant the portal was open, a piece of my equipment built to detect electromagnetic radiation picked up a very specific set of background radiation emanating from the portal. After some analysis, I figured out that the radiation was part of the microwave background of your universe, though it was remarkably similar to the energy released during the portal's creation. This is the part when it gets into some more theory, but it shouldn't be too complicated for you to understand."
>Twilight takes a break here to let what she said sink in and continues once you stop staring into the distance like a lost puppy
>"What I'm thinking is that the way I generated the portal may have an effect on what universe it connects to, and if I can figure out how it connects, then I should be able to replicate the conditions that got you here and get you home with little to no trial and error."
>That would certainly help, and it would give you a choice with less risk involved if it worked
>However, you might have found a problem
"Do you have enough of everything to prove or disprove your idea, though?"
>Twilight looks back into her bag and over everything that she has in there before turning back to you
>"There's enough in there for multiple trials if I properly divide up all the materials, especially now that I've figured out a more efficient way of doing it all. If there isn't, though, I can always ask Celestia for some more."
>Looks like Twilight has everything covered for this, then
"Okay, one last question: how long will it take you to figure this out?"
>"It should only take a few tests to get a sufficient answer to work with, if that's what you're asking."
"I was thinking more about a number of days, but I guess that works."
>"If you're asking days, it shouldn't take more than a week."
>Well, all your questions are answered for now
>You guess you should start thinking about this, but something almost immediately distracts you
>An audible gurgle resonates from your midsection, telling you that you should probably get something to eat
>Lunch must have not been enough…
"Hey uh, you mind if I go get some food while I start thinking about this?"
>"Not at all! I think I'll come with you, actually; I haven't had lunch yet."
>You and Twilight both climb the stairs to get something to eat as you begin to ponder what you need to about this fresh dilemma put in front of you
>You nod as you take this information in, your conflicted expression changing to a thoughtful one
"True, true. Also, didn't you say that there's no guarantee that I could even go back on the first try back when you first promised to get me home?"
>Twilight thinks back to that moment for a second before answering your question
>"I did, but I'm not so sure that that's the case anymore."
>…
>Huh?
>When did this become something that shouldn't be too hard?
>Well, Twilight notices the very obvious confusion now dominating your expression and elaborates
>"The reason I say that is because in the instant the portal was open, a piece of my equipment built to detect electromagnetic radiation picked up a very specific set of background radiation emanating from the portal. After some analysis, I figured out that the radiation was part of the microwave background of your universe, though it was remarkably similar to the energy released during the portal's creation. This is the part when it gets into some more theory, but it shouldn't be too complicated for you to understand."
>Twilight takes a break here to let what she said sink in and continues once you stop staring into the distance like a lost puppy
>"What I'm thinking is that the way I generated the portal may have an effect on what universe it connects to, and if I can figure out how it connects, then I should be able to replicate the conditions that got you here and get you home with little to no trial and error."
>That would certainly help, and it would give you a choice with less risk involved if it worked
>However, you might have found a problem
"Do you have enough of everything to prove or disprove your idea, though?"
>Twilight looks back into her bag and over everything that she has in there before turning back to you
>"There's enough in there for multiple trials if I properly divide up all the materials, especially now that I've figured out a more efficient way of doing it all. If there isn't, though, I can always ask Celestia for some more."
>Looks like Twilight has everything covered for this, then
"Okay, one last question: how long will it take you to figure this out?"
>"It should only take a few tests to get a sufficient answer to work with, if that's what you're asking."
"I was thinking more about a number of days, but I guess that works."
>"If you're asking days, it shouldn't take more than a week."
>Well, all your questions are answered for now
>You guess you should start thinking about this, but something almost immediately distracts you
>An audible gurgle resonates from your midsection, telling you that you should probably get something to eat
>Lunch must have not been enough…
"Hey uh, you mind if I go get some food while I start thinking about this?"
>"Not at all! I think I'll come with you, actually; I haven't had lunch yet."
>You and Twilight both climb the stairs to get something to eat as you begin to ponder what you need to about this fresh dilemma put in front of you
Hot filly nut-riding.
>>161345
"Yeah, why do I have to lie to activate it you fag?"
>Twilight just rolls her eyes at that.
>"It's no wonder I've only seen you with League. Some sort of childish crush you've got going on?"
"Lies and heresy! Why, just the… how long was I out again?"
>"No fucking clue, but I think today is Thursday."
"Any rune signal limitations?"
>"It shouldn't matter, but if you or I am in the air I can't do shit until I come back down, the rune channels a type of magical energy into the ground that I set up a receiver rune to well… receive."
>She lifts up her tail revealing a small purple sign, among other things…
>"I'll try to stick to the ground for your sake, but I can make no promises."
"Oh yeah, I kinda want to revise that poem-"
>"I already delivered it to Cheerilee, sorry."
"B-but I…"
>You trail off.
>"Yeah, not much I can do here. If you can't handle the heat, stay out of the kitchen."
>The grin she gives you after that makes it very clear the joke was intended.
"Fuck off."
>"Alright."
>Before you can protest, she's poofed off to god knows where.
>Huh.
>She didn't leave you alone though, as you see a small clipboard and a neat stack of papers resting on your nightstand.
>You groan inwardly as you pick up the first worksheet.
>…
>After about an hour of checking and rechecking the attached article, you finally realize that the technical name for a Diamond Dog is 'Carbon Hound.'
>Have ponies never heard of allotropes?
>Wasn't the other name much better when you're talking specificity?
>Whatever, you're done.
>Moon is still where you left it, so you pick it back up again.
>'And as the former blacksmith oversaw the forging of steel, a traitorous hoof snuck up behind him and swiftly ended his life with one of his own delicately crafted daggers. The princess was shocked by the betrayal and security was tightened further and further as more and more ponies began to fall.'
>'One night, the princess felt a knife up against her own neck. She was dismayed to find that the wielder of the cruel instrument was none other than her own progeny, taken with her with banishment. But it was too late, she had already charged up enough magical energy to leave nothing but a few drops of blood boiling in the cold vaccuum of space.'
>You… think you'll stop there.
>True to your word about needing rest, the rest of the day consists of dreamless sleep interspersed with reading and the occasional morsel brought in by Twiggles.
>Ironically the only time you're truly awake is during the night.
>You're just starting to nod off when your internal clock tells you it's almost time for the meeting.
>Groggily climbing out of bed and falling to the floor, you give yourself a precious few seconds there before getting up and brushing your teeth.
>You manage the task of getting toothpaste in your mane, much of which you're too lazy to wash out.
>It's not like they're going to judge you anyways.
>You get lost five times on the way to the back door before you push yourself out into the dreary winter twilight.
>You rub your eyes to make sure you're actually seeing what you think you are.
>Yep, that's a fucking golem.
>And it has a very terrified looking Peanut grasped in its left 'hand.'
"Release her."
>The golem apparently can't speak as it merely beckons for you to come closer.
>You mumble under your breath.
"You'd better be an early bird Purple."
"Ya'know I would come closer, but really I am a faggot."
>Sort of forced, but you'll take it.
>Twilight appears in front of you.
>"Oh. Come on, I'm worth more than a measly golem."
>You watch the hulking monstrosity come closer as Twilight charges up some sort of spell.
>As she's aiming it, something distracts her for a breif moment as the bolt of energy goes flying high into the clouds.
>Dazed, you watch on with horror as the beast uppercuts her with the force of a locomotive, sending her flying into a small birch.
>As it turns, you notice a series of runes inscribed into its back.
>You have no idea what the symbols mean, but the runes that stand out to you the most are the large pink, orange, purple and blue runes, each spread out quite a bit from the others.
>They appear to be drawn with chalk.
>The various boulders used to construct the golem intermesh with one another, appearing to almost mimic a ladder.
>Input action.
>>161345
"Yeah, why do I have to lie to activate it you fag?"
>Twilight just rolls her eyes at that.
>"It's no wonder I've only seen you with League. Some sort of childish crush you've got going on?"
"Lies and heresy! Why, just the… how long was I out again?"
>"No fucking clue, but I think today is Thursday."
"Any rune signal limitations?"
>"It shouldn't matter, but if you or I am in the air I can't do shit until I come back down, the rune channels a type of magical energy into the ground that I set up a receiver rune to well… receive."
>She lifts up her tail revealing a small purple sign, among other things…
>"I'll try to stick to the ground for your sake, but I can make no promises."
"Oh yeah, I kinda want to revise that poem-"
>"I already delivered it to Cheerilee, sorry."
"B-but I…"
>You trail off.
>"Yeah, not much I can do here. If you can't handle the heat, stay out of the kitchen."
>The grin she gives you after that makes it very clear the joke was intended.
"Fuck off."
>"Alright."
>Before you can protest, she's poofed off to god knows where.
>Huh.
>She didn't leave you alone though, as you see a small clipboard and a neat stack of papers resting on your nightstand.
>You groan inwardly as you pick up the first worksheet.
>…
>After about an hour of checking and rechecking the attached article, you finally realize that the technical name for a Diamond Dog is 'Carbon Hound.'
>Have ponies never heard of allotropes?
>Wasn't the other name much better when you're talking specificity?
>Whatever, you're done.
>Moon is still where you left it, so you pick it back up again.
>'And as the former blacksmith oversaw the forging of steel, a traitorous hoof snuck up behind him and swiftly ended his life with one of his own delicately crafted daggers. The princess was shocked by the betrayal and security was tightened further and further as more and more ponies began to fall.'
>'One night, the princess felt a knife up against her own neck. She was dismayed to find that the wielder of the cruel instrument was none other than her own progeny, taken with her with banishment. But it was too late, she had already charged up enough magical energy to leave nothing but a few drops of blood boiling in the cold vaccuum of space.'
>You… think you'll stop there.
>True to your word about needing rest, the rest of the day consists of dreamless sleep interspersed with reading and the occasional morsel brought in by Twiggles.
>Ironically the only time you're truly awake is during the night.
>You're just starting to nod off when your internal clock tells you it's almost time for the meeting.
>Groggily climbing out of bed and falling to the floor, you give yourself a precious few seconds there before getting up and brushing your teeth.
>You manage the task of getting toothpaste in your mane, much of which you're too lazy to wash out.
>It's not like they're going to judge you anyways.
>You get lost five times on the way to the back door before you push yourself out into the dreary winter twilight.
>You rub your eyes to make sure you're actually seeing what you think you are.
>Yep, that's a fucking golem.
>And it has a very terrified looking Peanut grasped in its left 'hand.'
"Release her."
>The golem apparently can't speak as it merely beckons for you to come closer.
>You mumble under your breath.
"You'd better be an early bird Purple."
"Ya'know I would come closer, but really I am a faggot."
>Sort of forced, but you'll take it.
>Twilight appears in front of you.
>"Oh. Come on, I'm worth more than a measly golem."
>You watch the hulking monstrosity come closer as Twilight charges up some sort of spell.
>As she's aiming it, something distracts her for a breif moment as the bolt of energy goes flying high into the clouds.
>Dazed, you watch on with horror as the beast uppercuts her with the force of a locomotive, sending her flying into a small birch.
>As it turns, you notice a series of runes inscribed into its back.
>You have no idea what the symbols mean, but the runes that stand out to you the most are the large pink, orange, purple and blue runes, each spread out quite a bit from the others.
>They appear to be drawn with chalk.
>The various boulders used to construct the golem intermesh with one another, appearing to almost mimic a ladder.
>Input action.
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>>161568
This but start with the purple runes. And be surprised that the golem didn't choke the life out of Peanut at the first sign of betrayal.
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>>161534
You'd say it was a bad dream, but it's just a bad reality.
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>>161562
Neato but if this is the story's resolution I'll be sorely disappointed.
This but start with the purple runes. And be surprised that the golem didn't choke the life out of Peanut at the first sign of betrayal.
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>>161534
You'd say it was a bad dream, but it's just a bad reality.
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>>161562
Neato but if this is the story's resolution I'll be sorely disappointed.
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>Tfw blood moon
>You've only been a filly a few weeks, and you're already bored to the point where you question why you should even bother getting out of bed at morning
>You can only think of one reason so far to get up
>That being to make Twilight stop nagging at you to get up
>The last times you tried to simply ignore her, she either used magic to flip the mattress
>Convinced Celestia to make the sun shine right through the window on your face
>Or made the aroma of wonderful breakfast go all the way to your bedroom
>Hag…
>Since you can't do nearly as much stuff as you could with hands and fingers, life in Ponyville quickly gets boring
>Getting used to this new body is going to take a looong time…
>During this morning's breakfast time, however, Sparkle says something that surprises you a little
>While it is true that you may have to be in the body of a filly for an unkown amount of time, she has a surprise for you that may lift up your spirits again
>It involves Discord
>Twi tells you how he often uses his powers to make a game of their world's version of D&D more exciting
>And you get to tell him exactly how he should use his powers
>All for you
What kind of game would you tell Discord to play?
>You can only think of one reason so far to get up
>That being to make Twilight stop nagging at you to get up
>The last times you tried to simply ignore her, she either used magic to flip the mattress
>Convinced Celestia to make the sun shine right through the window on your face
>Or made the aroma of wonderful breakfast go all the way to your bedroom
>Hag…
>Since you can't do nearly as much stuff as you could with hands and fingers, life in Ponyville quickly gets boring
>Getting used to this new body is going to take a looong time…
>During this morning's breakfast time, however, Sparkle says something that surprises you a little
>While it is true that you may have to be in the body of a filly for an unkown amount of time, she has a surprise for you that may lift up your spirits again
>It involves Discord
>Twi tells you how he often uses his powers to make a game of their world's version of D&D more exciting
>And you get to tell him exactly how he should use his powers
>All for you
What kind of game would you tell Discord to play?
>>161738
I'd probably want to play Ogres and Oubliettes tbh
I already have an interest in Dungeons and Dragons myself
I'd probably want to play Ogres and Oubliettes tbh
I already have an interest in Dungeons and Dragons myself
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>>161738
DOOM (2016)
START FUCKING RIPPING AND TEARING
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a6BbvCC0VI0
yes i know its not filly but theres no doom filly no u
DOOM (2016)
START FUCKING RIPPING AND TEARING
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a6BbvCC0VI0
yes i know its not filly but theres no doom filly no u
>>161759
https://picarto.tv/cutelewds
guy does streams of filly hes live now ask him for a filly version
https://picarto.tv/cutelewds
guy does streams of filly hes live now ask him for a filly version
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>>160064
>looking for something to cheer me up
>never read any anon filly green outside of ptfg
>Brazil anon suggests this green
>read it for a few days and its pretty good
>Starlight and Twilight parent anon
>super comfy
>wonder if anon is going to stay filly
>he calls Starlight mom
>more feels
>EqG portal hints
>EqG portal is real
>anon tells Twi to fuck herself, jumps into the portal, and proceeds to feel super guilty
>the end
I don't know what I was expecting, but I didn't expect this.
>looking for something to cheer me up
>never read any anon filly green outside of ptfg
>Brazil anon suggests this green
>read it for a few days and its pretty good
>Starlight and Twilight parent anon
>super comfy
>wonder if anon is going to stay filly
>he calls Starlight mom
>more feels
>EqG portal hints
>EqG portal is real
>anon tells Twi to fuck herself, jumps into the portal, and proceeds to feel super guilty
>the end
I don't know what I was expecting, but I didn't expect this.
Most of the dropbox and Doc have been updated, pending sorting and all that.
As far as that secondary location stuff I've sorted out most of the networking (port forwarding, DDNS, Landing page redirect, etc) although, with my shit internet it won't be the best. Now onto figuring everything else. Fuck.
>>161773
Love the amount of effort put into shadowing and lighting for this one.
As far as that secondary location stuff I've sorted out most of the networking (port forwarding, DDNS, Landing page redirect, etc) although, with my shit internet it won't be the best. Now onto figuring everything else. Fuck.
>>161773
Love the amount of effort put into shadowing and lighting for this one.
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>>161534
"NO! I'M STUCK IN THIS SHITHOLE OF A TIME LOOP WITH EVEN LESS OF AN IDEA OF WHAT I NEED TO BREAK IT NOW THAN WHEN I FIRST STARTED IT!"
Twilight is still cringing as she holds her ears even tighter with her hooves.
>"Anon, could you please try and be a little quieter?"
>>"Wait, you're in a time loop? What?"
"NEXT TIME I SEE THAT FUCKING AUSSIE CUNT I'M SHOVING A GODDAMNED EMU SO FAR UP HER ASS SHE'LL BE TASTING OMELETTES FOR THE REST OF HER NATURAL LIFE!"
>"GODAMMIT ANON! I HAVE A HA- Wait, did you say Aussie?"
"YES I MET HER, NO SHE'S NOT MY TICKET OUT OF THIS MESS. AND SHE'S A FUCKING BITCH!"
Cadance and Velvet finally make their way to the door, seemingly less awake than Shining.
<"Anon, what's with all the shouting?"
>>"She says she's in a time loop.
<"What's a time loop?"
>"It probably means she's returning to the same period of time repeatedly while retaining her memories."
"IT DOES AND IT FUCKING SUUUUUUU-"
Twilight shoves a hoof in your mouth and stares into your eyes.
>"If you do not stop shouting, I am going to shove a dirty sock into your mouth and make you eat it."
"NO! I'M STUCK IN THIS SHITHOLE OF A TIME LOOP WITH EVEN LESS OF AN IDEA OF WHAT I NEED TO BREAK IT NOW THAN WHEN I FIRST STARTED IT!"
Twilight is still cringing as she holds her ears even tighter with her hooves.
>"Anon, could you please try and be a little quieter?"
>>"Wait, you're in a time loop? What?"
"NEXT TIME I SEE THAT FUCKING AUSSIE CUNT I'M SHOVING A GODDAMNED EMU SO FAR UP HER ASS SHE'LL BE TASTING OMELETTES FOR THE REST OF HER NATURAL LIFE!"
>"GODAMMIT ANON! I HAVE A HA- Wait, did you say Aussie?"
"YES I MET HER, NO SHE'S NOT MY TICKET OUT OF THIS MESS. AND SHE'S A FUCKING BITCH!"
Cadance and Velvet finally make their way to the door, seemingly less awake than Shining.
<"Anon, what's with all the shouting?"
>>"She says she's in a time loop.
<"What's a time loop?"
>"It probably means she's returning to the same period of time repeatedly while retaining her memories."
"IT DOES AND IT FUCKING SUUUUUUU-"
Twilight shoves a hoof in your mouth and stares into your eyes.
>"If you do not stop shouting, I am going to shove a dirty sock into your mouth and make you eat it."
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>>161551
>Be Anon
>Being a filly is fucking gay
>Twiggles explains that your body is actually an oversized version of a babby's, and that you're producing an overabundance of babby pheromones
>Even she can't defend herself form it, and insists on diapering and breastfeeding you
>When outside of the castle, you attempt to remove your diaper
>But any time you remove or mess your diaper, a nearby mare will immediately rush over and replace it, and god forbid your stomach growls, then you'll be suckling horse titties for the next 15 minutes
>Eventually you get used to it and actually look forward to diaper changes and nursing
>Be Anon
>Being a filly is fucking gay
>Twiggles explains that your body is actually an oversized version of a babby's, and that you're producing an overabundance of babby pheromones
>Even she can't defend herself form it, and insists on diapering and breastfeeding you
>When outside of the castle, you attempt to remove your diaper
>But any time you remove or mess your diaper, a nearby mare will immediately rush over and replace it, and god forbid your stomach growls, then you'll be suckling horse titties for the next 15 minutes
>Eventually you get used to it and actually look forward to diaper changes and nursing
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Yes, please.
>>161774
It's technically not finished, the guy who runs it is just a giant fucking fag who never updates anymore.
It's technically not finished, the guy who runs it is just a giant fucking fag who never updates anymore.
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Pics for the birthday filly!
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Every fucking day. Every single fucking day when i come home this little faggot just sits there and gives me this stupid look on her face. What should i do about her? Ideas?
>>161871
Throw her on the bed and blow raspberries into her tummy until she can't help but giggle like a madman, and then take her out for ice cream.
Throw her on the bed and blow raspberries into her tummy until she can't help but giggle like a madman, and then take her out for ice cream.
I'm gonna go ahead and tell you fags, you don't want purple.
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>>161918
>Implying any of the contentfags are actually following Twilight's character and don't just have rough momdom fetishes.
>Implying any of the contentfags are actually following Twilight's character and don't just have rough momdom fetishes.
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Who else is watching this shit?
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>>161776
Try me bitch, you cant tell me what to do!
Be sure to scream on her face too, the family is there but consequences be damned
[ 1d100 = 85 ]
Try me bitch, you cant tell me what to do!
Be sure to scream on her face too, the family is there but consequences be damned
[ 1d100 = 85 ]
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>>159517
>>159527
>>159545
Took a little, but here ya go. Life got busy. Sorry for delay and thanks for the inspiration.
>Day Intrigue in Equestria
>Two ponies sit in a dimly lit room.
>"I tell you, it's absolutely horrible! With Auntie having a daughter, I'm even farther from the throne if anything should happen! It's not fair."
>"Yes, sir."
>"Well, I'm not going to just sit by and let it happen. Do you have that thing I told you to get?"]
>The other pony held up a bottle, its contents glowing faintly in the dim light.
>"Excellent. Excellent. With this my plan shall be flawless!"
—
"Uuuuuuuuugh. So boooooooored."
>I planted my face against the desk I was seated at.
>"Well, maybe you should've thought of that before embarrassing the princess in front of everypony at that play.
"It was her or me, Twilight, and I refuse to be defeated in a contest of wills."
>Twilight shook her head.
>"Well, I guess you'll just have to live with the consequences.
>She turned back to the chalkboard behind her.
"C'mon, Twiggles. We've been at this for hours. Can't we take a break?"
>"It's been thirty two minutes and fifty two seconds, Anon."
>I grinned and lifted my head.
"Haah. You used my real name."
>She rolls her eyes.
>"Now then, as I was saying, Emerald, the thaumis olfactorium bulb is what allows unicorns and alicorns to perceive the flow of magic around them and manipulate it to their will. Its true purpose was discovered in the Celestial Era 221 by Luminous Litany…"
"UUUUUGH. I don't see how this will help me use this forehead phallus."
>"Would you stop calling it that?"
"Not as long as it keeps upsetting you."
>The door burst open, and in walked a piece of trash.
>"Really, Twilight, the youth of today need a break every so often."
>I could see her suppress a grimace.
>"Hello, Blueblood. To what do we owe the pleasure?"
>If there were any more sarcasm in her voice, I probably could have bottled it.
>"Do I really need a reason to get to know my new cousin? Auntie has been so busy that we haven't had much time to interact."
>A likely reason. Memories of force feeding a jerk pony random snacks off of a table at a fancy party came to mind, but nothing concrete.
"I dunno. I heard you were kinda a douche."
>"…As much as I would like to ask what that is, I come bearing refreshments. I know Twilight can get carried away with projects that Auntie has given her, so have a drink."
>He set down some 'McHayBurger' cup on my desk.
>"I'd have gotten something myself, but I think my lips would burn from such common fare."
>"McHayBurger is a perfectly respectable establishment with affordable prices."
>"Yes, I see that commoner tastes don't vanish when given wings."
"I think some of them know her order when she walks in the door."
>Twilight gives me such a stink-eye as I give an inquisitive sniff at the drink.
"So what's in it?"
>I'm already taking a drink as he talks.
>"Oh, it's just some mixed drink. I'm not familiar with such peasant trash."
>Eyerolls abound.
>I start to say something, but get interrupted by a hiccup before anything meaningful got out.
>A fucking heart seemed to float out.
"I… kinda feel funny…"
>The world felt a bit fuzzy and indistinct.
>What was I doing again?
>There was this… amazing stallion standing right in front of me.
>"An-- Emerald, are you alright?"
>Oh, I guess there was some inconsequential mare there too.
>In a voice sounding like the heavens, the unicorn spoke.
>"Yes, do you like it?"
>Wide eyed, I stared for longer than I should have.
"I… I love you…"
>That was pretty gay.
>His melodious laughter filled the room.
>"Oh, I'm flattered. Perhaps we can spend more time together."
>The purple one looked pretty suspicious.
>She must be jealous.
"… I'll pee in your mouth."
>Hell yeah.
>That'll totally get him going.
>Look at how he's recoiling.
>"Ugh! That's disgusting! Excuse me?"
>I leapt from my seat, sending it flying and spilling all its contents on the floor.
"I can pee in your mouth, and then I can hold you down and stuff a pencil down-"
>I felt my mouth zip closed, but the unicorn was already in my clutches.
>Where my hooves were going, there was no need for words.
>"What was in that drink, Blueblood?!"
>He stammered as he started trying to push me away.
>Aw, Shnookie-boo is playing hard to get.
>"I-it was just a drink from-"
>"Horseapples. McHayburger doesn't serve any bright pink drinks, and certainly not something that'd do this."
>Aw shit. Somepony so jealous.
>"J-just some sort of mixed drink! A bit of cloud, some rainbow glow and such. Get her off of me! Her hooves are getting too close to--OH CELESTIA!"
>Jackpot.
>Wait… why is he running?
>I think I'll catch him.
—
>The castle was interesting that day.
>Blueblood ran screaming through the halls and rooms, flinging doors closed behind him as he ran.
>Guards grew on alert at the situation, just in case, moments before the doors exploded off their hinges as a little green filly burst through them, hearts in her eyes.
"Get back here, sweet cheeks! I wanna stuff my hoof so far up your boipussy that you'll cum like a firehose!"
>This only prompted another high pitched scream from Blueblood and more running.
>The guards looked at each other and decided this way a bit over their pay grade.
>Plus, Princess Twilight seemed to already be giving chase and screaming something about bodily harm to Blueblood and love poisons.
>Yep. Just another day guarding the door.
>Calmly, they floated the doors up and propped them mostly back into place and pretended they didn't see anything.
>Princess Twilight would fix the problem.
>…and anything that would traumatize Blueblood a little couldn't be entirely bad, right?
>Just another day in the castle.
>>159527
>>159545
Took a little, but here ya go. Life got busy. Sorry for delay and thanks for the inspiration.
>Day Intrigue in Equestria
>Two ponies sit in a dimly lit room.
>"I tell you, it's absolutely horrible! With Auntie having a daughter, I'm even farther from the throne if anything should happen! It's not fair."
>"Yes, sir."
>"Well, I'm not going to just sit by and let it happen. Do you have that thing I told you to get?"]
>The other pony held up a bottle, its contents glowing faintly in the dim light.
>"Excellent. Excellent. With this my plan shall be flawless!"
—
"Uuuuuuuuugh. So boooooooored."
>I planted my face against the desk I was seated at.
>"Well, maybe you should've thought of that before embarrassing the princess in front of everypony at that play.
"It was her or me, Twilight, and I refuse to be defeated in a contest of wills."
>Twilight shook her head.
>"Well, I guess you'll just have to live with the consequences.
>She turned back to the chalkboard behind her.
"C'mon, Twiggles. We've been at this for hours. Can't we take a break?"
>"It's been thirty two minutes and fifty two seconds, Anon."
>I grinned and lifted my head.
"Haah. You used my real name."
>She rolls her eyes.
>"Now then, as I was saying, Emerald, the thaumis olfactorium bulb is what allows unicorns and alicorns to perceive the flow of magic around them and manipulate it to their will. Its true purpose was discovered in the Celestial Era 221 by Luminous Litany…"
"UUUUUGH. I don't see how this will help me use this forehead phallus."
>"Would you stop calling it that?"
"Not as long as it keeps upsetting you."
>The door burst open, and in walked a piece of trash.
>"Really, Twilight, the youth of today need a break every so often."
>I could see her suppress a grimace.
>"Hello, Blueblood. To what do we owe the pleasure?"
>If there were any more sarcasm in her voice, I probably could have bottled it.
>"Do I really need a reason to get to know my new cousin? Auntie has been so busy that we haven't had much time to interact."
>A likely reason. Memories of force feeding a jerk pony random snacks off of a table at a fancy party came to mind, but nothing concrete.
"I dunno. I heard you were kinda a douche."
>"…As much as I would like to ask what that is, I come bearing refreshments. I know Twilight can get carried away with projects that Auntie has given her, so have a drink."
>He set down some 'McHayBurger' cup on my desk.
>"I'd have gotten something myself, but I think my lips would burn from such common fare."
>"McHayBurger is a perfectly respectable establishment with affordable prices."
>"Yes, I see that commoner tastes don't vanish when given wings."
"I think some of them know her order when she walks in the door."
>Twilight gives me such a stink-eye as I give an inquisitive sniff at the drink.
"So what's in it?"
>I'm already taking a drink as he talks.
>"Oh, it's just some mixed drink. I'm not familiar with such peasant trash."
>Eyerolls abound.
>I start to say something, but get interrupted by a hiccup before anything meaningful got out.
>A fucking heart seemed to float out.
"I… kinda feel funny…"
>The world felt a bit fuzzy and indistinct.
>What was I doing again?
>There was this… amazing stallion standing right in front of me.
>"An-- Emerald, are you alright?"
>Oh, I guess there was some inconsequential mare there too.
>In a voice sounding like the heavens, the unicorn spoke.
>"Yes, do you like it?"
>Wide eyed, I stared for longer than I should have.
"I… I love you…"
>That was pretty gay.
>His melodious laughter filled the room.
>"Oh, I'm flattered. Perhaps we can spend more time together."
>The purple one looked pretty suspicious.
>She must be jealous.
"… I'll pee in your mouth."
>Hell yeah.
>That'll totally get him going.
>Look at how he's recoiling.
>"Ugh! That's disgusting! Excuse me?"
>I leapt from my seat, sending it flying and spilling all its contents on the floor.
"I can pee in your mouth, and then I can hold you down and stuff a pencil down-"
>I felt my mouth zip closed, but the unicorn was already in my clutches.
>Where my hooves were going, there was no need for words.
>"What was in that drink, Blueblood?!"
>He stammered as he started trying to push me away.
>Aw, Shnookie-boo is playing hard to get.
>"I-it was just a drink from-"
>"Horseapples. McHayburger doesn't serve any bright pink drinks, and certainly not something that'd do this."
>Aw shit. Somepony so jealous.
>"J-just some sort of mixed drink! A bit of cloud, some rainbow glow and such. Get her off of me! Her hooves are getting too close to--OH CELESTIA!"
>Jackpot.
>Wait… why is he running?
>I think I'll catch him.
—
>The castle was interesting that day.
>Blueblood ran screaming through the halls and rooms, flinging doors closed behind him as he ran.
>Guards grew on alert at the situation, just in case, moments before the doors exploded off their hinges as a little green filly burst through them, hearts in her eyes.
"Get back here, sweet cheeks! I wanna stuff my hoof so far up your boipussy that you'll cum like a firehose!"
>This only prompted another high pitched scream from Blueblood and more running.
>The guards looked at each other and decided this way a bit over their pay grade.
>Plus, Princess Twilight seemed to already be giving chase and screaming something about bodily harm to Blueblood and love poisons.
>Yep. Just another day guarding the door.
>Calmly, they floated the doors up and propped them mostly back into place and pretended they didn't see anything.
>Princess Twilight would fix the problem.
>…and anything that would traumatize Blueblood a little couldn't be entirely bad, right?
>Just another day in the castle.
>>162010
Ho-lee fuck.
THIS. Act mad at first, then suddenly stop mid-rage as the possibility crosses your mind. Then rush out, offering only a cursory explanation of "I NEED TO SAVE THE APPLE MOM!" [ 1d100 = 82 ]
Ho-lee fuck.
THIS. Act mad at first, then suddenly stop mid-rage as the possibility crosses your mind. Then rush out, offering only a cursory explanation of "I NEED TO SAVE THE APPLE MOM!" [ 1d100 = 82 ]
>>162026
Top quality green, Anon!
>"Get back here, sweet cheeks! I wanna stuff my hoof so far up your boipussy that you'll cum like a firehose!"
There needs to be art of this scene.
>>162030
That would be fucked up. Because the only way to fix that would be to be involved either directly or indirectly in Apple Mom's death.
Though it wouldn't make sense in the universe Reuben has built up and the way he's applied these powers we have.
Top quality green, Anon!
>"Get back here, sweet cheeks! I wanna stuff my hoof so far up your boipussy that you'll cum like a firehose!"
There needs to be art of this scene.
>>162030
That would be fucked up. Because the only way to fix that would be to be involved either directly or indirectly in Apple Mom's death.
Though it wouldn't make sense in the universe Reuben has built up and the way he's applied these powers we have.
>>162033
We've never actually averted the future before now I don't think, so maybe this is what the destiny trap looks like here. Time loop until whatever's meant to happen happens.
We've never actually averted the future before now I don't think, so maybe this is what the destiny trap looks like here. Time loop until whatever's meant to happen happens.
>>161776
"TRY ME, BITCH! YOU CAN'T TELL ME WHAT TO DO!"
Twilight is starting to look very visibly annoyed. She had already looked like she was missing a few hours of sleep, but now her face is much more flush red.
>"Do you want to know what a bitch looks like?"
"DO IT. WHATEVER YOU'RE GONNA DO, JUST DO IT. IT WOULDN'T EVEN BE THE THIRD WORST THING THAT'S HAPPENED TO ME THUS FAR. YOU WANNA PUNCH ME? GO AHEAD, KNOCK ALL MY GODDAMN TEETH OUT."
She raises a hoof as if to slap you, but the Velvet's voice brings her to a stop.
<<"Twilight, Anon, both of you stop it. I don't know what in Tartarus has gotten into you two, but you're both grounded. Twilight, stay here, no books for the day. Anon, come upstairs and tell me what in the name of Celestia has come over you, that you are shouting this early in the morning."
"TRY ME, BITCH! YOU CAN'T TELL ME WHAT TO DO!"
Twilight is starting to look very visibly annoyed. She had already looked like she was missing a few hours of sleep, but now her face is much more flush red.
>"Do you want to know what a bitch looks like?"
"DO IT. WHATEVER YOU'RE GONNA DO, JUST DO IT. IT WOULDN'T EVEN BE THE THIRD WORST THING THAT'S HAPPENED TO ME THUS FAR. YOU WANNA PUNCH ME? GO AHEAD, KNOCK ALL MY GODDAMN TEETH OUT."
She raises a hoof as if to slap you, but the Velvet's voice brings her to a stop.
<<"Twilight, Anon, both of you stop it. I don't know what in Tartarus has gotten into you two, but you're both grounded. Twilight, stay here, no books for the day. Anon, come upstairs and tell me what in the name of Celestia has come over you, that you are shouting this early in the morning."
>>162034
Numerous humans have taken over the bodies of several fillies across Equestria and banished their minds to an astral plane. Even if they get back in their bodies, that's gotta fuck them up mentally. One way or another though, the timeline has been altered. Arbitrarily choosing Pear Butter's death as an event the universe itself demands must happen wouldn't make much sense.
Numerous humans have taken over the bodies of several fillies across Equestria and banished their minds to an astral plane. Even if they get back in their bodies, that's gotta fuck them up mentally. One way or another though, the timeline has been altered. Arbitrarily choosing Pear Butter's death as an event the universe itself demands must happen wouldn't make much sense.
>>162035
"Time loop, it's a time loop, I've lived this monday a dozen times already and I can't do anything to stop it, it's not a bad dream, it's definitely a time loop, and if I can't stop it I will eventually go completely insane and then catatonic for quite literally eternity." [ 1d100 = 43 ]
>>162036
That's assuming this is the Equestria prime timeline and these events weren't meant to happen. Either way, we won't know until we go stalk applemom for the day to see what she does. And we should stalk her unnoticed so as not to contaminate those events of the loop any further so we have a control case for the next loop.
"Time loop, it's a time loop, I've lived this monday a dozen times already and I can't do anything to stop it, it's not a bad dream, it's definitely a time loop, and if I can't stop it I will eventually go completely insane and then catatonic for quite literally eternity." [ 1d100 = 43 ]
>>162036
That's assuming this is the Equestria prime timeline and these events weren't meant to happen. Either way, we won't know until we go stalk applemom for the day to see what she does. And we should stalk her unnoticed so as not to contaminate those events of the loop any further so we have a control case for the next loop.
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>>161563
>As the long strand of saliva makes contact with the purple rune, you feel the golem's gaze boring into you as its head turns 180 degrees.
>As you frantically work up enough spittle for another rune, you hear a young effeminate scream followed by a wet crunch.
>A chuckle comes out of a small box on the golem's chest as a broken and twitching form falls to the ground in front of you.
>"We knew you'd try something. We could take you now, but oh are we sporting. Why don't you rush your little pancake to the hospital and see if they can do something?"
>The golem lumbers away and you're left sitting next to a dying Peanut.
>You rush over to get Twilight, but she's out cold and surrounded by some sort of force field that prevents you from doing anything to rouse her.
>And so you sit next to Peanut and hold her hoof as blood trickles from her chest in the multiple places her ribs pierced through.
>You see her mouth moving, but you only hear gurgling as her lungs are most certainly collapsed.
>You try to read her lips.
"Rank hue?"
>She tries to shake her head, though it's more of a slight spasm from side to side.
"Sank stew?"
>No again.
"T-thank you?"
>You see a slight smile flash across her lips as her broken wings flutter a bit with that.
>Large tears fill your eyes as hers slowly glaze over and close.
>Your tears begin to mix with her viscera as you hug her close and sob into her soft punctured skin.
>A damaged soul you never knew.
>An innocence lost, pleading for help.
>An opportunity destroyed.
>You kick yourself as you think back to your dreams, Sweetie's statement about 'remembering the oranges.'
>This was completely preventable, and it's all your fault.
>"You bitch! That hurt like a-"
>Even the birds seem to go silent as Twilight sees what you're leaning over.
>"Is she-"
"Yes."
>"How long?"
"Just about three hours now."
>Twilight curses loudly.
>"Celestia… I just missed the window for resurrection."
>You just look up at her.
"She deserves a proper burial."
>"I'll get the shovel."
>You just sit there in the grass for what feels like three more hours before Twilight exits again with a shovel.
>"I'll carry her, this is all my fault."
"No, it's mine. I don't think I could carry her though…"
>It's still early enough in the morning to hop a coal train out to some desolate fuckhole surrounded by mountains on all sides.
>The peaks look sharp enough to cut yourself on.
>As you ascend with Twilight, neither of you speak.
>The view is astounding, but neither of you look up from your forehooves the entire time.
>Once you're about halfway to the summit, Twilight sits down and passes you a sandwich from the saddlebags you barely noticed she put on.
>It tastes like sawdust.
>Opening the bread, you see it's your absolute favorite.
>Chicken breast and swiss cheese.
>You could care less.
>You keep walking.
>Your hooves hurt.
>You don't care.
>You're tired.
>You don't care.
>You're thirsty.
>You don't care.
>You're there.
>…
>The shovel sinks into earth and you watch.
>Shink.
>The exhileration of falling and the near certainty of death.
>Shink.
>The feeling of your ribs cracking under pressure.
>Shink.
>A photo of all the people-
>"It's deep enough."
>You help her hoist the small frail form of the pegasus off of the ground and into the pit.
>Twilight just sits down, stone faced.
>"Fucking…"
>You see a tear run down her face as she uncorks a bottle of something potent smelling.
>"Drink up. The best damned painkiller the mind has seen."
>You oblige, taking in far too much of the burning substance.
>Before long the two of you are lying next to each other, both crying your eyes out.
>"Ya'know, I could end us both right here. A small singularity right between both of our temples…"
"Do it."
>Without hesitation, she lights up her horn, a small ball of nothing forming just where she said it would.
>Just as you can feel it begin to tug at your mane, it flies off and rips a nearby tree to shreads before vanishing.
>"T-thank Celestia I'm too drunk to aim…"
>You just hug her tighter as the sky fills with dark clouds.
>No pegasi in sight, maybe this area is like the Everfree.
>Wild.
>Unchecked.
>An unspoken agreement brings the two of you back over to the shallow grave, hurriedly filling the hole in threat of rain washing away the corpse.
>As you descend, it hits and you're both drenched.
>You don't ask if Twilight has any spells that could shield you from the storm and she doesn't cast any.
>As you both sit down to wait for the next engine Twilight passes out, snoring peacefully on a bench.
>A stallion walks up.
>"You don't look none too fine missy, how's about a warm towel and a place to rest for a bit?"
>Input action.
>>161563
>As the long strand of saliva makes contact with the purple rune, you feel the golem's gaze boring into you as its head turns 180 degrees.
>As you frantically work up enough spittle for another rune, you hear a young effeminate scream followed by a wet crunch.
>A chuckle comes out of a small box on the golem's chest as a broken and twitching form falls to the ground in front of you.
>"We knew you'd try something. We could take you now, but oh are we sporting. Why don't you rush your little pancake to the hospital and see if they can do something?"
>The golem lumbers away and you're left sitting next to a dying Peanut.
>You rush over to get Twilight, but she's out cold and surrounded by some sort of force field that prevents you from doing anything to rouse her.
>And so you sit next to Peanut and hold her hoof as blood trickles from her chest in the multiple places her ribs pierced through.
>You see her mouth moving, but you only hear gurgling as her lungs are most certainly collapsed.
>You try to read her lips.
"Rank hue?"
>She tries to shake her head, though it's more of a slight spasm from side to side.
"Sank stew?"
>No again.
"T-thank you?"
>You see a slight smile flash across her lips as her broken wings flutter a bit with that.
>Large tears fill your eyes as hers slowly glaze over and close.
>Your tears begin to mix with her viscera as you hug her close and sob into her soft punctured skin.
>A damaged soul you never knew.
>An innocence lost, pleading for help.
>An opportunity destroyed.
>You kick yourself as you think back to your dreams, Sweetie's statement about 'remembering the oranges.'
>This was completely preventable, and it's all your fault.
>"You bitch! That hurt like a-"
>Even the birds seem to go silent as Twilight sees what you're leaning over.
>"Is she-"
"Yes."
>"How long?"
"Just about three hours now."
>Twilight curses loudly.
>"Celestia… I just missed the window for resurrection."
>You just look up at her.
"She deserves a proper burial."
>"I'll get the shovel."
>You just sit there in the grass for what feels like three more hours before Twilight exits again with a shovel.
>"I'll carry her, this is all my fault."
"No, it's mine. I don't think I could carry her though…"
>It's still early enough in the morning to hop a coal train out to some desolate fuckhole surrounded by mountains on all sides.
>The peaks look sharp enough to cut yourself on.
>As you ascend with Twilight, neither of you speak.
>The view is astounding, but neither of you look up from your forehooves the entire time.
>Once you're about halfway to the summit, Twilight sits down and passes you a sandwich from the saddlebags you barely noticed she put on.
>It tastes like sawdust.
>Opening the bread, you see it's your absolute favorite.
>Chicken breast and swiss cheese.
>You could care less.
>You keep walking.
>Your hooves hurt.
>You don't care.
>You're tired.
>You don't care.
>You're thirsty.
>You don't care.
>You're there.
>…
>The shovel sinks into earth and you watch.
>Shink.
>The exhileration of falling and the near certainty of death.
>Shink.
>The feeling of your ribs cracking under pressure.
>Shink.
>A photo of all the people-
>"It's deep enough."
>You help her hoist the small frail form of the pegasus off of the ground and into the pit.
>Twilight just sits down, stone faced.
>"Fucking…"
>You see a tear run down her face as she uncorks a bottle of something potent smelling.
>"Drink up. The best damned painkiller the mind has seen."
>You oblige, taking in far too much of the burning substance.
>Before long the two of you are lying next to each other, both crying your eyes out.
>"Ya'know, I could end us both right here. A small singularity right between both of our temples…"
"Do it."
>Without hesitation, she lights up her horn, a small ball of nothing forming just where she said it would.
>Just as you can feel it begin to tug at your mane, it flies off and rips a nearby tree to shreads before vanishing.
>"T-thank Celestia I'm too drunk to aim…"
>You just hug her tighter as the sky fills with dark clouds.
>No pegasi in sight, maybe this area is like the Everfree.
>Wild.
>Unchecked.
>An unspoken agreement brings the two of you back over to the shallow grave, hurriedly filling the hole in threat of rain washing away the corpse.
>As you descend, it hits and you're both drenched.
>You don't ask if Twilight has any spells that could shield you from the storm and she doesn't cast any.
>As you both sit down to wait for the next engine Twilight passes out, snoring peacefully on a bench.
>A stallion walks up.
>"You don't look none too fine missy, how's about a warm towel and a place to rest for a bit?"
>Input action.
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>>162040
"If this is a rape attempt, how about targeting someone who didn't just have to go bury one of their friends?"
[ 1d100 = 72 ]
"If this is a rape attempt, how about targeting someone who didn't just have to go bury one of their friends?"
[ 1d100 = 72 ]
>>162040
Goddamit lone, you induced me to pick purple, i didnt even think on the colours, fucking outplayed
Next time ill be aware of your 4d chess, though ill probably still go for the meme reply, no fun on being too serious, kinda like this next one
Subdue him and steal his lunch money ^:) [ 1d100 = 76 ]
Not so memey attempt
Hug Twilight and try to wake her up, dont talk to strangers [ 1d100 = 57 ]
>>162035
She was going to slap us huh? Slap her with all our erf strength to discharge our frustrations, then run behind and past "Mom" to Sweet Apple Acres
[ 1d100 = 52 ]
Goddamit lone, you induced me to pick purple, i didnt even think on the colours, fucking outplayed
Next time ill be aware of your 4d chess, though ill probably still go for the meme reply, no fun on being too serious, kinda like this next one
Subdue him and steal his lunch money ^:) [ 1d100 = 76 ]
Not so memey attempt
Hug Twilight and try to wake her up, dont talk to strangers [ 1d100 = 57 ]
>>162035
She was going to slap us huh? Slap her with all our erf strength to discharge our frustrations, then run behind and past "Mom" to Sweet Apple Acres
[ 1d100 = 52 ]
>>162045
Not gonna lie i actually did not want to subdue the fag, damn you Bateman and your misterious digits
Not gonna lie i actually did not want to subdue the fag, damn you Bateman and your misterious digits
>>162049
That detail did fly by me, though she was going to pointlessly hit us just so we d stop instead of turning around not caring, again forgetting the hung over
Lets not bully purple alright?
That detail did fly by me, though she was going to pointlessly hit us just so we d stop instead of turning around not caring, again forgetting the hung over
Lets not bully purple alright?
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I want to suckle Twilight's crotchboobs and be rewarded with her rich, creamy mommy milk.
>>162040
I wouldn't lie, you couldn't choose a worse community to solve your puzzles. Any attempt to push a challenge onto us for the sake of a deep and meaningful story is likely to result in this: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X-L-G1q_0L8
Anyway, reply "Sure!" Because if there's anything you haven't learned by now, it's not to trust strangers.
[ 1d100 = 88 ]
>>162035
"I think I'm pregnant!"
[ 1d100 = 97 ]
>>162026
hahahahahaha
I wouldn't lie, you couldn't choose a worse community to solve your puzzles. Any attempt to push a challenge onto us for the sake of a deep and meaningful story is likely to result in this: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X-L-G1q_0L8
Anyway, reply "Sure!" Because if there's anything you haven't learned by now, it's not to trust strangers.
[ 1d100 = 88 ]
>>162035
"I think I'm pregnant!"
[ 1d100 = 97 ]
>>162026
hahahahahaha
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>>162155
She's just experiencing the memories of another version of herself where she's carrying Big Mac's foal.
She's just experiencing the memories of another version of herself where she's carrying Big Mac's foal.
>>162262
The artist draws more than just Anonfilly art
Just because their stream is live doesn't necessarily mean there's gonna be Anonfilly
The artist draws more than just Anonfilly art
Just because their stream is live doesn't necessarily mean there's gonna be Anonfilly
>>162265
does it matter? The thread was dead, not like everything posted here has to be completely related to filly.
does it matter? The thread was dead, not like everything posted here has to be completely related to filly.
>>162266
We need more good old-fashioned fillyposting here tbh
I feel like the thread has been less active at times because we haven't had enough of that
We need more good old-fashioned fillyposting here tbh
I feel like the thread has been less active at times because we haven't had enough of that
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>>162271
While content is always great to have and helps keep the thread going, the thread's also always had other fun alongside that
At times we've been letting some of the usual fun slide and doing nothing but keeping the content chugging along, which helps the thread survive, but not live
Remember: all work and no play makes Anon a dull filly
While content is always great to have and helps keep the thread going, the thread's also always had other fun alongside that
At times we've been letting some of the usual fun slide and doing nothing but keeping the content chugging along, which helps the thread survive, but not live
Remember: all work and no play makes Anon a dull filly
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>>162262
I don't think many anons here would be interested in my very short streams and it's mostly non filly art.
have a filly version of the drawing if it helps
I don't think many anons here would be interested in my very short streams and it's mostly non filly art.
have a filly version of the drawing if it helps
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>>162277
Well, if creating content was truly effortless, literally everybody would be doing it constantly
Well, if creating content was truly effortless, literally everybody would be doing it constantly
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>>162302
>implying Anon isn't the one who taught the Apples about putting burning sun effigies in front of Zecora's hut
>implying Anon isn't the one who taught the Apples about putting burning sun effigies in front of Zecora's hut
>>162302
>Filly joins pony KKK
>Gets jailed immediately thanks to something
>Twilight has go and take her out
>Gets a stern talking before being taken to the castle
>Next day filly is congratulated for finding who was working for """them"""
>For nothing but free hayburguers on her side of the border noneless
>Anonfilly is given a high ranking place in the KKK as thanks
>As everyone claps, she just stands there confused, since all she wanted is to have someone to play vidya gaems with
>Filly joins pony KKK
>Gets jailed immediately thanks to something
>Twilight has go and take her out
>Gets a stern talking before being taken to the castle
>Next day filly is congratulated for finding who was working for """them"""
>For nothing but free hayburguers on her side of the border noneless
>Anonfilly is given a high ranking place in the KKK as thanks
>As everyone claps, she just stands there confused, since all she wanted is to have someone to play vidya gaems with
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Wew
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>>162045
You follow Velvet up the stairs and try to think as fast as you can for an excuse to provide her. Thus far, you haven't told any of your adoptive family, outside of Twilight, about your time loop. You're not sure if they're going to understand, and you really don't want to have to explain things in detail. Instead, you use the first excuse that comes to your mind.
"Mama Velvet, I think I might be pregnant."
It takes a few seconds for her to react as you sit down at the breakfast table to explain things.
<<"Wait, what? How? With whose foal? Did somepony hurt you, or did you do this willingly?"
You follow Velvet up the stairs and try to think as fast as you can for an excuse to provide her. Thus far, you haven't told any of your adoptive family, outside of Twilight, about your time loop. You're not sure if they're going to understand, and you really don't want to have to explain things in detail. Instead, you use the first excuse that comes to your mind.
"Mama Velvet, I think I might be pregnant."
It takes a few seconds for her to react as you sit down at the breakfast table to explain things.
<<"Wait, what? How? With whose foal? Did somepony hurt you, or did you do this willingly?"
>>162349
Whisper that it was Shining while faking a sad, and say you don't think Cadance knows. [ 1d100 = 96 ]
Whisper that it was Shining while faking a sad, and say you don't think Cadance knows. [ 1d100 = 96 ]
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>>162361
>Australia
>Saying to ban meme responses
Good joke, friend
What did you do to the real ausfilly?
>Australia
>Saying to ban meme responses
Good joke, friend
What did you do to the real ausfilly?
>>162383
>human
>filly
>human
>filly
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>>162364
If this shit goes through I probably won't include Reuben's green while I catch myself up on all the green I've been behind on
Anyway, I guess I might as well roll against it too [ 1d100 = 73 ]
If this shit goes through I probably won't include Reuben's green while I catch myself up on all the green I've been behind on
Anyway, I guess I might as well roll against it too [ 1d100 = 73 ]
>>162382
Some shitposting is fine, but when conversations are carried out in a post-to-post basis, it becomes impossible to do anything, including moving the story along to parts where new, fresh memes could be carried out.
Some shitposting is fine, but when conversations are carried out in a post-to-post basis, it becomes impossible to do anything, including moving the story along to parts where new, fresh memes could be carried out.
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>>162430
do you even know where you are, faggot?
get the fuck outta here if you want green alien women
do you even know where you are, faggot?
get the fuck outta here if you want green alien women
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While you wait on your regularly-scheduled shit to continue, have more shit.
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>>162364
If we are going to be retarded, then say that Cadence knows and it was her idea. [ 1d100 = 20 ]
If we are going to be retarded, then say that Cadence knows and it was her idea. [ 1d100 = 20 ]
>>162349
It was that blue colt whats-his-name with the two fillyfriends and it was part of a dare.
[ 1d100 = 67 ]
It was that blue colt whats-his-name with the two fillyfriends and it was part of a dare.
[ 1d100 = 67 ]
[ 1d100 = 28 ]
>>162484
You know, I think I know a guy who, when he was 12 or 13, fucked a 9 year old as part of a Truth or Dare game and spent some time in juvie for it.
You know, I think I know a guy who, when he was 12 or 13, fucked a 9 year old as part of a Truth or Dare game and spent some time in juvie for it.
>>162511
A filly is a young female pony, NOT a young female human. "Humanized Anonfilly" is not an anonfilly, but an anongirl, and thus does not belong in the category "all things Anonfilly".
A filly is a young female pony, NOT a young female human. "Humanized Anonfilly" is not an anonfilly, but an anongirl, and thus does not belong in the category "all things Anonfilly".
I want to ride on my Anondaddy.
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>>162511
>this is a place for all things Anonfilly
>ALL THINGS ANONFILLY
>ANON F I L L Y
you cant be that retarded, can you?
>this is a place for all things Anonfilly
>ALL THINGS ANONFILLY
>ANON F I L L Y
you cant be that retarded, can you?
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>>162349
You try to adopt your best sad filly impression, using your memories from the previous loop's events as inspiration, as you whisper your response into Velvet's ear.
"It was Shining. I don't think Cadance knows about it yet, so I'm not going to say this out loud."
Velvet looks unsure how to react, with her face seemingly trying to shift into anger, confusion, and worry at the same time.
<<"A-are you sure it was him?"
<"Who's him? It's not Night Light is it?"
"Yeah, I'm sure. And it was pretty scary too; whenever I think about it, I wanna cry. I could use some motherly affection right now honestly."
She wraps her arms tight around you, showering you with as much affection as you might give to a loved one you hadn't seen in months.
"Thanks. I really need as much intimacy as possible right now. Say, you're not still lactating, are you?"
She let's go of the hug.
<<"You made that whole thing up, didn't you?"
You try to adopt your best sad filly impression, using your memories from the previous loop's events as inspiration, as you whisper your response into Velvet's ear.
"It was Shining. I don't think Cadance knows about it yet, so I'm not going to say this out loud."
Velvet looks unsure how to react, with her face seemingly trying to shift into anger, confusion, and worry at the same time.
<<"A-are you sure it was him?"
<"Who's him? It's not Night Light is it?"
"Yeah, I'm sure. And it was pretty scary too; whenever I think about it, I wanna cry. I could use some motherly affection right now honestly."
She wraps her arms tight around you, showering you with as much affection as you might give to a loved one you hadn't seen in months.
"Thanks. I really need as much intimacy as possible right now. Say, you're not still lactating, are you?"
She let's go of the hug.
<<"You made that whole thing up, didn't you?"
>>162629
attempt fingerguns and jump out the nearest and highest window whether or not it's open
[ 1d100 = 99 ]
attempt fingerguns and jump out the nearest and highest window whether or not it's open
[ 1d100 = 99 ]
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>>162040
"If this is a rape attempt, how about targeting someone who didn't just have to go bury one of their friends?"
>"Well shoot. Nah, just a stallion trying to do a fine deed. That pony with you?"
"Yeah. She's my mom and she'll make short work of you if you try to fuck me."
>"Hm. Best wake her up then, I know how disapproving mama bears can be of their little cubs wandering off."
>Before you can protest, he gently nudges Twilight's sleeping form with a hoof.
>"Five more minutes mom, you know I've been brushing up on teleportation…"
>"Hm. A little under the weather is she?"
>Something about that pony really does seem off.
"Mhm. Oh look, that's our train."
>"You sure about that? It's a coal freig-"
"Completely. Come on, mom."
>"Ugh… Nonny, would you mind getting me some water? My head is within an inch of Tartarus…"
>"I could offer ya both something to whet your whistle before you travel off."
"T-twilight, that's our train."
>She giggles a bit.
>"So? There'll be more."
>You didn't check the schedule personally, so you have no idea if that's actually true.
>"That's the spirit! Now come on over to the tavern."
>The pit in your stomach is only built by the series of back alleys you're let through.
>'Led' being used very loosely since you have no idea if Twilight would come back for you in her state of intoxication.
>So you follow.
>After narrowly avoiding stepping on a few large rats and almost falling behind to the point of being hopelessly lost, the street opens up slightly to a small tavern area.
>The lack of a crown unnerves you further, there only appear to be a few regulars there that night.
>"Alright, no sense hanging with the regular folk. This ere' is also an Inn."
>You tug at Twilight's back legs trying anything to get her attention, but the most you accomplish is a face full of Purple tail.
>The stallion produces a large set of keys from a pouch affixed to his hindquarters, searching through them with a 'clink' until a key with a particularly worn surface is inserted into the keyhole.
>"Ya'll make yourselves comfortable for now, I'm going to go downstairs to fix some drinks."
>The door closes.
>Twilight immediately tries to go to the couch but you block her way, afraid of losing your one line of escape from this catastrophe waiting to happen.
>"W-what the hell are you doing, Anon?"
>Input action.
>>162040
"If this is a rape attempt, how about targeting someone who didn't just have to go bury one of their friends?"
>"Well shoot. Nah, just a stallion trying to do a fine deed. That pony with you?"
"Yeah. She's my mom and she'll make short work of you if you try to fuck me."
>"Hm. Best wake her up then, I know how disapproving mama bears can be of their little cubs wandering off."
>Before you can protest, he gently nudges Twilight's sleeping form with a hoof.
>"Five more minutes mom, you know I've been brushing up on teleportation…"
>"Hm. A little under the weather is she?"
>Something about that pony really does seem off.
"Mhm. Oh look, that's our train."
>"You sure about that? It's a coal freig-"
"Completely. Come on, mom."
>"Ugh… Nonny, would you mind getting me some water? My head is within an inch of Tartarus…"
>"I could offer ya both something to whet your whistle before you travel off."
"T-twilight, that's our train."
>She giggles a bit.
>"So? There'll be more."
>You didn't check the schedule personally, so you have no idea if that's actually true.
>"That's the spirit! Now come on over to the tavern."
>The pit in your stomach is only built by the series of back alleys you're let through.
>'Led' being used very loosely since you have no idea if Twilight would come back for you in her state of intoxication.
>So you follow.
>After narrowly avoiding stepping on a few large rats and almost falling behind to the point of being hopelessly lost, the street opens up slightly to a small tavern area.
>The lack of a crown unnerves you further, there only appear to be a few regulars there that night.
>"Alright, no sense hanging with the regular folk. This ere' is also an Inn."
>You tug at Twilight's back legs trying anything to get her attention, but the most you accomplish is a face full of Purple tail.
>The stallion produces a large set of keys from a pouch affixed to his hindquarters, searching through them with a 'clink' until a key with a particularly worn surface is inserted into the keyhole.
>"Ya'll make yourselves comfortable for now, I'm going to go downstairs to fix some drinks."
>The door closes.
>Twilight immediately tries to go to the couch but you block her way, afraid of losing your one line of escape from this catastrophe waiting to happen.
>"W-what the hell are you doing, Anon?"
>Input action.
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>>162642
"Call me crazy, but I am more than a little suspicious of that guy and don't trust him farther than I can throw him. I suggest you teleport us out of here before he comes back, because somebody's already tried to rape me once and I'm not too keen on it happening to either of us."
[ 1d100 = 37 ]
"Call me crazy, but I am more than a little suspicious of that guy and don't trust him farther than I can throw him. I suggest you teleport us out of here before he comes back, because somebody's already tried to rape me once and I'm not too keen on it happening to either of us."
[ 1d100 = 37 ]
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anon's gotta quick hand
he'll look around the school, he wont tell you his plan
he's got a rolled newspaper, hanging out his hand he's an older man
yeah found a lewd toy to cum
in his filly's room hidden oh in a box of lewd things, i don't even know what
but he's coming in you, yeah he's coming in you
all the other fillies with the pumped up slits
you better love, better love, outlove my tongue
all the other fillies with the pumped up slits
you better love, better love, faster than i put in
X2
filly works a long day
she be coming home late, she's coming home late
and she's bringing me a surprise
'cause test's on the kitchen and the grade's not nice
i've waited for a long time
yeah the slight of my hand is now a quick pull zipper
i reason with my dick-in-hand
and say your head's all dry, you must've lost to this, yeah
he'll look around the school, he wont tell you his plan
he's got a rolled newspaper, hanging out his hand he's an older man
yeah found a lewd toy to cum
in his filly's room hidden oh in a box of lewd things, i don't even know what
but he's coming in you, yeah he's coming in you
all the other fillies with the pumped up slits
you better love, better love, outlove my tongue
all the other fillies with the pumped up slits
you better love, better love, faster than i put in
X2
filly works a long day
she be coming home late, she's coming home late
and she's bringing me a surprise
'cause test's on the kitchen and the grade's not nice
i've waited for a long time
yeah the slight of my hand is now a quick pull zipper
i reason with my dick-in-hand
and say your head's all dry, you must've lost to this, yeah
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>>162512
>but I do care that this thread remains about the pony
>>162513
>and thus does not belong in the category "all things Anonfilly"
So if anyone were to want to talk, or write stories, or post the tiniest thing at all about Anonfilly going through the portal to the EqG universe, then they can just bugger off… Where exactly?
>but I do care that this thread remains about the pony
>>162513
>and thus does not belong in the category "all things Anonfilly"
So if anyone were to want to talk, or write stories, or post the tiniest thing at all about Anonfilly going through the portal to the EqG universe, then they can just bugger off… Where exactly?
>>162688
That's different from just humanized, though.
If you want to make content for EqG anonfilly, go for it. Complaining that people don't like it, like you've done some times in the past, isn't productive.
That's different from just humanized, though.
If you want to make content for EqG anonfilly, go for it. Complaining that people don't like it, like you've done some times in the past, isn't productive.
>>162688
You can create a splinter thread. I can almost guarantee It'd be dead in the water though. The point of this thread is human to filly, not human to filly to oddly-colored abomination.
You can create a splinter thread. I can almost guarantee It'd be dead in the water though. The point of this thread is human to filly, not human to filly to oddly-colored abomination.
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>>162689
>That's different from just humanized, though.
And how is that exactly? Both are basically humanized. Infact, Nearly all humanized Anonfilly art made so far is Anonfilly in the EqG universe, isn't it?
Does one posting EqG Anonfilly always have to say that it is Anonfilly who has gone to the EqG universe from now on to avoid getting yelled at by people like you?
>>162690
You make me miss /mlp/ so much. At least there people could talk about almost everything that was related to Anonfilly.
>>162693
Why can't you just act mature and simply ignore that which you do not like? You don't see those who wants to be the filly and not wanting to be WITH the filly throwing crap at every post that is about wanting to do things with Anonfilly, do you?
Anonfilly is Anonfilly, be it pony, pony in the EqG world, or humanized EqG. I really do not understand why you get this triggered by a post that is pretty much seen only once every hundredth post.
>That's different from just humanized, though.
And how is that exactly? Both are basically humanized. Infact, Nearly all humanized Anonfilly art made so far is Anonfilly in the EqG universe, isn't it?
Does one posting EqG Anonfilly always have to say that it is Anonfilly who has gone to the EqG universe from now on to avoid getting yelled at by people like you?
>>162690
You make me miss /mlp/ so much. At least there people could talk about almost everything that was related to Anonfilly.
>>162693
Why can't you just act mature and simply ignore that which you do not like? You don't see those who wants to be the filly and not wanting to be WITH the filly throwing crap at every post that is about wanting to do things with Anonfilly, do you?
Anonfilly is Anonfilly, be it pony, pony in the EqG world, or humanized EqG. I really do not understand why you get this triggered by a post that is pretty much seen only once every hundredth post.
>>162696
Doubt Spike would be interested in Anonfilly at all unless she got the kind of wonderful mane Rarity has.
…
…
Hmm…
>Anonfilly notices Spike has the hots for Rarity
>Just for giggles, she starts acting a little like Rarity does when around him
>Then she starts wearing her mane and tail like Rarity does
>Does Spike love Rarity for the pony she is?
>Or simply for her looks?
>All for curiosity's sake!
>Little did Anonfilly know that this little experiment would end with Spike falling in love for Anonfilly
Doubt Spike would be interested in Anonfilly at all unless she got the kind of wonderful mane Rarity has.
…
…
Hmm…
>Anonfilly notices Spike has the hots for Rarity
>Just for giggles, she starts acting a little like Rarity does when around him
>Then she starts wearing her mane and tail like Rarity does
>Does Spike love Rarity for the pony she is?
>Or simply for her looks?
>All for curiosity's sake!
>Little did Anonfilly know that this little experiment would end with Spike falling in love for Anonfilly
>>162688
>One epilepsy inducing travel later, Anonmare falls thru the portal face first in the ground
>Its been years since she was turned into a filly, and as she comes thru the magic holds her to not be transformed
>Not only that, but she also partially lost her memories
>All ponies she held close becoming no more than hazy beings, not even remembering their names anymore
>It doesnt take long before she s found by a purple scientist named Twilight that was walking close by
>She takes the little pony in to live with her
>Some time later, one of her experiments from her studies on the colorful pony trasforms the mare into a green human boyscout
>Instead of a face, she has her cutie mark working as her features
>The pony-turned human goes mad wanting to be turned back to her original species
>Twilight promises to look into it, at least to calm down the little boy
>Yet as time goes on, she starts treating the kid more like her child
>And just like a mother she starts trying to discipline Anon out of his bad habits
>As days go by, Anon starts accepting that he ll end his life as a human male instead of a pony
>And after growing up he decides to move out to live his own life
>Leaving purple behind, a name he used to call Twilight often by now, leads to tears of sadness as he walks out
>And the name was just purple, not purple behind
>I mean, not like she didnt have a nice behind
>Anon may ve thought many times about tapping that, she was still his mother per se but…
>Shut up
>While random thoughts go thru his mind he slips and fall towards the pedestal of a statue
>Getting ready to be knocked out, he falls inside it, turning out to be a portal of some kind
>One epilepsy inducing travel later, he falls out the other side face first on the ground
>Its been years since he was turned into a human, and as he comes thru the magic holds him to not be transformed
>Not only that, but he also partially lost his memories
>All humans he held close becoming no more than hazy beings, not even remembering their names anymore
>It doesnt take long before he s found by a purple alicorn named Twilight that was walking close by…
>And the circle starts anew~
>One epilepsy inducing travel later, Anonmare falls thru the portal face first in the ground
>Its been years since she was turned into a filly, and as she comes thru the magic holds her to not be transformed
>Not only that, but she also partially lost her memories
>All ponies she held close becoming no more than hazy beings, not even remembering their names anymore
>It doesnt take long before she s found by a purple scientist named Twilight that was walking close by
>She takes the little pony in to live with her
>Some time later, one of her experiments from her studies on the colorful pony trasforms the mare into a green human boyscout
>Instead of a face, she has her cutie mark working as her features
>The pony-turned human goes mad wanting to be turned back to her original species
>Twilight promises to look into it, at least to calm down the little boy
>Yet as time goes on, she starts treating the kid more like her child
>And just like a mother she starts trying to discipline Anon out of his bad habits
>As days go by, Anon starts accepting that he ll end his life as a human male instead of a pony
>And after growing up he decides to move out to live his own life
>Leaving purple behind, a name he used to call Twilight often by now, leads to tears of sadness as he walks out
>And the name was just purple, not purple behind
>I mean, not like she didnt have a nice behind
>Anon may ve thought many times about tapping that, she was still his mother per se but…
>Shut up
>While random thoughts go thru his mind he slips and fall towards the pedestal of a statue
>Getting ready to be knocked out, he falls inside it, turning out to be a portal of some kind
>One epilepsy inducing travel later, he falls out the other side face first on the ground
>Its been years since he was turned into a human, and as he comes thru the magic holds him to not be transformed
>Not only that, but he also partially lost his memories
>All humans he held close becoming no more than hazy beings, not even remembering their names anymore
>It doesnt take long before he s found by a purple alicorn named Twilight that was walking close by…
>And the circle starts anew~
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>>162697
Now in all seriousness, wouldnt human Anonfilly, EqG or not, be just kid Femanon?
Unless you want a trap Anon, with the transformation background and all that, but its still just Femanon in the end aint it?
Now in all seriousness, wouldnt human Anonfilly, EqG or not, be just kid Femanon?
Unless you want a trap Anon, with the transformation background and all that, but its still just Femanon in the end aint it?
>>162719
>Now in all seriousness, wouldnt human Anonfilly, EqG or not, be just kid Femanon?
>Everything after that
Ask that American dude who asked me that question the same thing.
>Now in all seriousness, wouldnt human Anonfilly, EqG or not, be just kid Femanon?
>Everything after that
Ask that American dude who asked me that question the same thing.
>>162696
She seems to have a breakout of floating-head-itis, she may want to get that checked out.
>>162715
Better version:
>Anon retains his/her memories
>Becomes a babby instead of a filly
>Intentionally goes through the portal repeatedly for eternal youth, her diaper/nursing fetish, and general momfu love.
She seems to have a breakout of floating-head-itis, she may want to get that checked out.
>>162715
Better version:
>Anon retains his/her memories
>Becomes a babby instead of a filly
>Intentionally goes through the portal repeatedly for eternal youth, her diaper/nursing fetish, and general momfu love.
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If this is wrong, then I don't think I want to be right.
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>>162697
EqG is still tangentially related to the show, while generic humanized is less relevant.
>getting yelled at by people like you
…What? I haven't yelled at you at all. I literally just told you to go ahead and make content if you wanted.
EqG is still tangentially related to the show, while generic humanized is less relevant.
>getting yelled at by people like you
…What? I haven't yelled at you at all. I literally just told you to go ahead and make content if you wanted.
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Alright, I'm going to start a green. Anybody may continue it as they wish, the only rules being that no one person shall have two replies in a row. Let's do this shit.
>You can feel the char marks and caked blood on your fingers as you begin to ascend the steps to the top of the tower.
>You think back on all of the people you've killed.
>All the lives you've ruined.
>All the collateral damage the night's exploits have caused.
>All worth it.
>As you reach the top of the steps and step into the ornate hall, you approach the sole occupant of the floor.
"Calypso, for my wish I want to be the filly."
>"Your wish… is granted."
>You can feel the char marks and caked blood on your fingers as you begin to ascend the steps to the top of the tower.
>You think back on all of the people you've killed.
>All the lives you've ruined.
>All the collateral damage the night's exploits have caused.
>All worth it.
>As you reach the top of the steps and step into the ornate hall, you approach the sole occupant of the floor.
"Calypso, for my wish I want to be the filly."
>"Your wish… is granted."
>>162738
The top line from Twilight eyes kinda looks like how Fluttershy eyes are drawn, with how it curves down early and all that
Im not the drawfag so im not sure what could help, but maybe making it a straighter line and curving right before the end could be better?
The top line from Twilight eyes kinda looks like how Fluttershy eyes are drawn, with how it curves down early and all that
Im not the drawfag so im not sure what could help, but maybe making it a straighter line and curving right before the end could be better?
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>>162761
>You stand there silently for a moment.
>Just staring at 'em.
"…So, uh, is there gonna be this whole dramatic scene, flashing lights or someth-"
>In a snap, suddenly the surroundings all around you change, and you fall onto the ground from your once great height.
>Stumbling on two green hooves, you quickly look around your more colorful surroundings and grin like a faggot.
"So fucking worth it."
d-did you mean like this, anon-senpai?
>You stand there silently for a moment.
>Just staring at 'em.
"…So, uh, is there gonna be this whole dramatic scene, flashing lights or someth-"
>In a snap, suddenly the surroundings all around you change, and you fall onto the ground from your once great height.
>Stumbling on two green hooves, you quickly look around your more colorful surroundings and grin like a faggot.
"So fucking worth it."
d-did you mean like this, anon-senpai?
>>162770
>"Oh Anon, did you forget who I am friends with?"
>Purple's horn lights up for a second, but nothing happens
>But looking out the window, a faint blue aura can be seen around the moon, visibly increasing its rising speed
>"Now off to bed you go"
"REEEEEEEEEEE"
>"Oh Anon, did you forget who I am friends with?"
>Purple's horn lights up for a second, but nothing happens
>But looking out the window, a faint blue aura can be seen around the moon, visibly increasing its rising speed
>"Now off to bed you go"
"REEEEEEEEEEE"
>>162780
Kek, if its a family movie then dont forget the autumn background, filled with orange leaves everywhere, even thought the movie never gets to autumn season
Kek, if its a family movie then dont forget the autumn background, filled with orange leaves everywhere, even thought the movie never gets to autumn season
>>162781
>You first enjoy the beautiful scenery, taking in the fresh air, the flowers, so much better than the smell of burning oil and gunpowder.
>Balancing on three hooves, you reach a leg up to feel your long soft mane and poofy ears.
>This was wonderful!
>No bullshit about dying instantly.
>No doubled-edged sw-
>Huh, what's that trickling sound?
>As you look back you can see the dirt under you turning a bright yellow.
>Seconds later you hear the sorcerer losing his shit in your mind.
"Fuck."
>You first enjoy the beautiful scenery, taking in the fresh air, the flowers, so much better than the smell of burning oil and gunpowder.
>Balancing on three hooves, you reach a leg up to feel your long soft mane and poofy ears.
>This was wonderful!
>No bullshit about dying instantly.
>No doubled-edged sw-
>Huh, what's that trickling sound?
>As you look back you can see the dirt under you turning a bright yellow.
>Seconds later you hear the sorcerer losing his shit in your mind.
"Fuck."
>>162792
>You quickly look around to see if anyone saw what just happened
>Thankfully, you fell just outside of town
"Fuck you, asshole!"
>…
>No reply
>Guess this is your life now
>You're still happy to be a filly, despite that… embarrassment
>You shake your legs to clean yourself off the best you can before making your way toward town
>You quickly look around to see if anyone saw what just happened
>Thankfully, you fell just outside of town
"Fuck you, asshole!"
>…
>No reply
>Guess this is your life now
>You're still happy to be a filly, despite that… embarrassment
>You shake your legs to clean yourself off the best you can before making your way toward town
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>>162629
Somehow, you were hoping that this would end in breastfeeding. This did not end in breastfeeding, and even more, Velvet's innate motherly ability to tell when her children are lying has caught you in the act. Since you have absolutely nothing to say in your defense, you make a run as fast as you can for the upstairs window.
Part of you wants to make a finger gun motion right before the jump, but unfortunately you lack the appendages to be this cool. Instead, you elect to dab in mid air as you collide with the window, shattering the glass and causing you break your front leg bone as you land on the adjacent tree branch. From there, as you try to get up, you slip off the tree branch and fall straight to the ground, landing on your other front leg, which you also break.
You now finally have an excuse to not attend school today.
Somehow, you were hoping that this would end in breastfeeding. This did not end in breastfeeding, and even more, Velvet's innate motherly ability to tell when her children are lying has caught you in the act. Since you have absolutely nothing to say in your defense, you make a run as fast as you can for the upstairs window.
Part of you wants to make a finger gun motion right before the jump, but unfortunately you lack the appendages to be this cool. Instead, you elect to dab in mid air as you collide with the window, shattering the glass and causing you break your front leg bone as you land on the adjacent tree branch. From there, as you try to get up, you slip off the tree branch and fall straight to the ground, landing on your other front leg, which you also break.
You now finally have an excuse to not attend school today.
>>162811
One of the bone fragments severed a major blood vessel, and we rapidly bleed out [ 1d100 = 67 ]
One of the bone fragments severed a major blood vessel, and we rapidly bleed out [ 1d100 = 67 ]
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>>162821
>The (Political) Offenders
>Our heroes must stop Human!Anon from opening a portal to the EqG universe
>Camera pans around the circled heroes Anonfilly, Little League, Aryanne, Anonbabby, Big Mac, and Anoncolt
>Featuring Twilight Sparkle as Prick Furry
>Post-credits scene featuring the World Security Council- Reuben, ASSFAGGOT, Lone15, Placeholder, and and an unnamed Drawfag
>The (Political) Offenders
>Our heroes must stop Human!Anon from opening a portal to the EqG universe
>Camera pans around the circled heroes Anonfilly, Little League, Aryanne, Anonbabby, Big Mac, and Anoncolt
>Featuring Twilight Sparkle as Prick Furry
>Post-credits scene featuring the World Security Council- Reuben, ASSFAGGOT, Lone15, Placeholder, and and an unnamed Drawfag
Don't forget the other entries in the Filly Cinematic Universe:
>The Aspergers: Age of Purple
>The Ponut Clenchers: Faggotry War
>The Aspergers: Age of Purple
>The Ponut Clenchers: Faggotry War
>>162814
>double barreled
>pump action
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>double barreled
>pump action
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I put color into clueless filly.
>>162818
I think the new one looks slightly better. Thanks for your efforts.
>>162818
I think the new one looks slightly better. Thanks for your efforts.
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>>162810
Meta request to counter the suicide fags
Get teleported by an exasperated Twilight to the hospital
[ 1d100 = 50 ]
Meta request to counter the suicide fags
Get teleported by an exasperated Twilight to the hospital
[ 1d100 = 50 ]
>>162810
In a world where things can be literally transmogrified, you're unlikely to die due to the wonders of modern magic. Instead, you'll be disgraced and shamed as you won't even be given a lollipop for your injuries.
[ 1d100 = 100 ]
In a world where things can be literally transmogrified, you're unlikely to die due to the wonders of modern magic. Instead, you'll be disgraced and shamed as you won't even be given a lollipop for your injuries.
[ 1d100 = 100 ]
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Filly receives a birthday gift.
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