/mlpol/ - My Little Politics

Anonfilly a QT

Let's not forget this legendary roll at the end of last thread:
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[ 1d100 = 100 ]

>>162877 (checked)
The Synthetic Ascension Path is the worst of the three Ascension Paths. Psionic all the way.

>>162888 (checked)
Why can't RNGesus just let us have the cathartic release of death? ;_;

>>162888
full 100 and trips
jesus rngesus, what the fuck are you on

>>162888
>Perfect score
>Trips
Suicidefags on suicide watch, literally

>>162909
To think I wasted trips on someone else's roll. Feelsbadman.

>>162888
Is this a real roll though? With all those spaces it looks sort of like it was just typed in

>>162917
He didn't link the post he's talking about: >>162856 →

QT

>>162926
The rare tailless filly

Filly is a troublemaker.
What do you all think of these? Trying to do one a night for practice.

>>162928
i think you need to use a reference more often

>>162932
Thanks mate. I normally do, any specific issues?

>>162933
It's looks like you using a random shape every time you draw a torso
Just use circles. It helps a lot to keep proportions of the body right

Reading all the green inside the thread
But Twilight keeps telling me to go to bed
Frustration is getting bigger
>rape >rape >rape
Pull my Filly Trigger

>>162898
>Psionic
>Not going Genetic and engineering your fillies for fertility
I'm afraid you're as rubbish as the robofags, my man.

>>162959
kek, good shit anon

>>162964
whoops, forgot i was posting that pic

>>162966
n-no U!

>>162963
>not enlightening the mind and searching the Shroud for the filly goddess, offering your service to her in exchange for turning your entire star-empire into fillies
It's almost like you're not even trying.

>>162898
>>162963
>>162968
lmao is just pic I had lying around

>>162959
Nice

All right AllNighter, I'm a bit confused about this one

>>162928
Do you have some sort of hand tremor? It looks like you draw with really shaky hands.

>>162976
Not that I've noticed, no. I don't draw on a surface, just a sketchbook in my lap.

>>162977
Probably should get a more stable surface to draw on

>>162977
fuck, man. use a stable surface.

>>162980
>>162982
Alright.

When drawing, remember that the tail is an extension of the spine. It's easy to fall into the trap of making it look like it's exploding out of the character's ass.

>>162985
>Exploding out of the character's ass
In the case of the show, it actually is.

Mare chest fluff are justice.

>>163003
damn it, i want to touch the filly's fluff like this

>>162985
This is a good tip

>>162986
That's true though, kek

>>163003
Huff the fluff responsibly

Please don't hate me.
>>162642 →
"I wouldn't get comfy just yet, something is off about that stallion. I mean I've already almost been raped on-"
>Twilight glares at nothing in particular.
>"Who's the fucker? I'll blow their brains out on the grass."
"That's beside the point right now, I'll tell you later. The point is that I don't trust this stallion farther than I can throw him. I'm not keen on you getting raped either, please just teleport us out of here…"
>"Me? Raped? I'm the most powerful mage-"
"Who just lost a duel to a golem."
>"I was unprepare-"
"And right now you're fucking wasted. Hell, I don't even think you should teleport us in the state you're in. Why don't be just sneak out the back and take the most direct route to the train station?"
>"I…"
>Looking up at Twilight, you can see the pain and conflict in her eyes.
>"I- I guess you're right."
"Alright, I think I remember the-"
>"Please, let me fly…"
>Though you personally think it's a terrible idea to let her fly, it would likely only hurt her further to deny her the pleasure.
>Not to mention you weren't entirely trusting of your own sense of navigation.
"Alright, take us up Captain Sparkle."
>She laughs a bit and wraps you in a hug.
>"Oh Spi-"
>She catches herself.
>"Let's go."
>You say nothing else as you follow her up the fire escape to the roof.
>Hopping on her back, you can see her stumble a bit as she spreads her wings.
>Nothing keeps you from falling this time, so you simply wrap your legs around her barrel as hard as you can and pray a change in the breeze doesn't knock you off.
>She flips once, clearly not intentional by the cursing she produces.
>You cling on for dear life, praying to whatever divine entity might watch over this world.
>Finally, Twilight skids to a stop just outside the train station.
>The locomotive you planned to board is just beginning to turn its wheels and you have to give Twilight a small kick to get her attention back on the issue at hand.
>Banging wildly on the door eventually yields a disheveled mare with so much soot on her you have no idea what her cutie mark could be.
>"I-It's okay! T-twilight Sparkle, Princess of Friendship and plus one!"
>"Why the fuck not."
>The mare does little besides tend the engine behind the partition for most of the ride, only emerging when you can see Ponyville in the distance to begin stopping the train.
>You arrive at the station, exiting quickly so as to cross the tracks to the platform.
>Once you're back at the castle, Twilight asks for you to retrieve a small green vial from one of her laboratories.
>Downing the whole thing in a single go, she collapses.
>"Please tell me we're still on top of that mountain."
"Nope."
>"Fill me in."
"We were likely almost raped."
>"Ugh… please don't let me drink that much again, sweetie…"
"Yeah, I wasn't planning on it."
>"Okay, first order of business-"
>You materialize in your bedroom.
>"-You should be resting like you said you would be."
>As you climb into bed, you feel a calming aura wash over you.
"T-twilight? What was that?"
>"I need to head to the store."
"Okay…"
>"Here, give me a second first."
>She lifts up her tail and presses her ass to your forehead.
"Wha-what the hell was that?"
>"Gotta recharge the rune, Anon."
>She gives you a sly grin.
"Just go…"
>With another flash, she does.
>It's honestly pretty boring.
>You read.
>You attempt to draw on the back of your homework.
>You erase your humiliating attempts.
>You use the restroom.
>Eventually, you fall asleep.
>…
>"I suspect you'll be paying more attention in the future."
"If you weren't so fucking cryptic one of my friends would still be alive."
>"And I'm sorry that you couldn't understand. Do you have any idea how much it would hurt to know everything that will ever happen? I don't, all I get are these little snippets. More often than not, I don't see the full picture myself until its already happened."
"Fine. What's your bullshit clue this time?"
>"Hymenoptera cancels."
>You blink and you're back in your bed.
>Twilight stands at the doorway.
>"So, one of the nurses advised me to do a bioscan on you to see if anything was awry, and sure enough…"
>Twilight takes out a small chart and points to what you know to be the bladder.
>"I'm getting heavy readings for damage in this area, and based on how easily you let loose on that cloud a while back something clearly has to be done."
>Twilight produces a small papery garment you know from your short career in babysitting back on earth.
>"You only have to wear them at night."
>Input action.

>>162932
>>162985
>>162982
>>162980
Alright, poner drawn on a stable surface with lots and lots of circles. Also spine tail I think.

>>163012
is there literally no other ways to do this? I know you wanted me to forget about all the time I spent as a human, but at least spare me my dignity and find some magicky way to fix it.
[ 1d100 = 91 ]

>>163012
Can't I grow up faster and escape all the embarrassing parts of childhood?
[ 1d100 = 76 ]

>>163012
Well. At least this means no more wet sheets.
[ 1d100 = 90 ]

>>163012
But what are we gonna do about all the food i keep vomiting up? My stomach just can't handle solids. [ 1d100 = 68 ]

>>163003
Exellent

>>163013
Tail position looks good. Another thing with the spine is that it also connects smoothly into the neck. From that angle, I don't think the back should have a hump near the neck.

Lightly drawing the spine when sketching can help.

>>162975
I probably added by accident from another thread.

It’s and Mode control panel for an aircraft. Likely an A320.
What’s the file name?

>>162971
Ssssshhhhhhhhhhh…
Let us have our Stellaris sperging.

>>163092
I want to be the filly in a sci-fi future

>>163105
Drawfriends, please make this happen?

>>163012
Reee, I'm not a babby fag! [ 1d100 = 84 ]
Sorry Nore, it's for the memes. ^:)

Rolled 100
>>163012
Kick the hoof to send the thing as far away as possible then REEE at her face

>>163119
Nice roll

>>163119
Goddamn, Filly.

Praise her.

>>163119
Well shit.

>>163119
Kek. Filly throws a tantrum.

>>163119
Deus Vult

asdfgh

>>163159
Cute 30yo virgin filly

Which one of you made this shit?

>>163180
oh my god, im too high to change that shit, enjoy the extra (You) i guess

>>163172
Not me
Hypnosis isn't my thing

>>163182
Kek

>>163179
>>163180
Smart filly.

I wish for filly to pee in my mouth.

>>163198
I wish to pee in Anon's mouth.

Filly receives a birthday gift.
Repost because I'm slow retarded and didn't know we had a new thread. >inb4 fucked spoiler

>>163207
Yes this is place to be friend

>>163159
Shes about to put together the Fillyship of the Ring
>>163207
>It's not even her birthday, filly just likes this roleplay scenario

>>163172
A god.

>>163172
All these tailless fillies popping up

>>163217
The tail is in the diaper.

>>163218
>Not leaving a tail hole
Oh god

>>163119
God dammit, anon

>>163222
Well shit. Do I trust trips or the highest roll?

>>163228
Highest roll, trips have done nothing but complain and advocate for stupid ideas recently.

>>163228
Gets are not hard to get on this site.

>>163233
Dubs confirm

I'm going to sleep, content wouldn't come out well tonight anyways.

>>163250
night!

>>163228
Go with the high roll
but do another post following the other option if you feel like it

Okies, I guess it's time for a recap.

Pastebin part 1: https://pastebin.com/JReEqH6G
Pastebin part 2: https://pastebin.com/CuNuktSQ

>Be Anon Filly.
>One of seven (and counting) humans who got turned into fillies and sent to Equestria.
>Five of those fillies (Twilight Sparkle, Lyra Heartstrings, Blossomforth, Daring Do, and Coco Pommel) are supposed to team up with you at some point to stop the other one (Fizzlepop Berrytwist) from taking over Equestria with changelings and turning it into a communist hellhole.
>But really, that's future you's problem.
>Right now, you're stuck in a time loop.
>Every evening at close to 6 PM, you warp back in time to the beginning of the day, when Twilight informs you that she needs to stop drinking when she has work the next day.
>Really, she says the exact same words, every time, and you blew your lid at her this morning because you were getting sick of it all.
>You also jumped out a window while dabbing and probably broke some bones.
>You are in excruciating pain.

>>163195
Hm, not too sure what's going on yet, but color me interested…

>>162877
What the fuck even is this thread

Like do you people actually unironically want to be turned into a child cartoon pony so you can be fucked or "bred" by people from /mlpol/ or you yourself fuck an /mlpol/ user that has been turned into a little filly? Do you realize how ridiculous that is
This is by far the most degenerate general on /mlpol/ I mean it combines fucking pedophilia, transformation, beastiality and/or xenophilia and whatever other fetshes you might have and Tbh I gagged a lil bit upon discovering this thread
Please consider psychiatric help and reevaluate your life of you unironically browse this general and look at anon filly pictures

>>163265
Y-you too…
I couldn't find an appropriate picture before I lost interest in looking, so here's a random one off my computer.

>>163265
(you)

>>163268
that image is more than a bit spooky, why do you have it?

>>163268
So uh, would you lock the filly in there?

>>163276
Matters how deep the tunnel goes. Wouldn't want her to escape.

>>163195
North!
[ 1d100 = 2 ]

>>163311
Hard to get a roll poorer than that, heh. Time to go south instead. [ 1d100 = 93 ]

>>163325
>>163311
M-MASAKA!!??

>>163265
pic related

>>163270
Because I took it…

>>163276
It's kind of hard to lock a filly in an abandoned nuclear missile silo, anon…

>>163352
2nd filly is maximum qt

>>163352
QT overload

>>163352
youre a great drawfag. I thank you.

>>163352
Christ I love your fillies.
And I want to love them, very sensually~

Christ, everything looks wrong… I don't know how to draw pony heads…

>>163459
Right one's chin is weak and the neck is angled too far back, left one's fine but the neck is angled too far back.
Everything else is great.

Hmm…

http://boards.4chan.org/mlp/thread/32749080

>>163483
Rip filly

Will draw diaper anonfilly for (you)s.

>>163486
>pic related
now do eeet

>>163486
(You)

>>163483
There's also https://boards.4chan.org/mlp/thread/32742530

>>163490
die in fire

>>163492
I for one think that we need some loving Filly x Colt lewds with Impregnation

>>163495
I second this notion

You're in a hospital… or a clinic. You're not quite sure. The past hour or so has been rather blurry. You were never really sure if Ponyville had a proper hospital or if injured ponies had to be transferred somewhere else, but nonetheless, you're hooked up to an IV and being pumped full of painkillers. Or at least you're assuming they're painkillers, because you can't really feel your forelegs, which are most certainly not the color you think they should be.

A nurse walks into the room. Sadly, she isn't Aryanne, but she is at least rather cute. You would consider smacking her fine plot with your hooves, were it not for the fact that you can't move them very well, and moreover, you wouldn't be able to feel it. So much for this loop being fun.

<"Oh good, you're awake. How are you feeling right now?"

>"I'm not feeling anything right now."

<"Well, that would be the painkillers you're on. They're going to be keeping you here for a couple of days while the regeneration spells take effect. You know, you're actually kind of lucky. Were you alive just 50 years ago, these drugs wouldn't have been invented yet, and you'd be in extreme agony while the magic tries to heal you. You'd live for sure, but it wouldn't be fun."

>"I take it there's no such thing as a magical painkiller? Maybe something that doesn't make your memory as fuzzy?"

<"None that I know of. But who knows what the future will hold?"

>"So what happened anyways?"

<"You fell out of a window and fractured some of your leg bones. They should be back to normal in a few days."

>"Why does my leg look so funny?"

<"Internal bleeding. That's what the magic is for. Had your mother not gotten you here sooner, you could have had some complications from that."

>"Well, I guess I'm stuck here for a while then. Got any lollipops?"

<"Sorry, fresh out. Not that you'd be able to taste them anyways."

>>163497
Well, it's clear we're not getting out of this until time resets. Deny all visitors and do our best to sleep until we wake up again this morning.
[ 1d100 = 6 ]

>>163497
Can't feel anything, huh?
Try crawling out of bed and going to school, you're a filly, you need your horsemucations!
[ 1d100 = 66 ]

>>163499
That's isn't going to persist for long, dumbass. We've got an IV in us for a reason.
>>163498
Boosting.
[ 1d100 = 84 ]

>>163500
So what? And sleeping in for the whole fuckin' fun? Screw you, we're already in this whole, might as well go deeper instead of shitting around in the same spot.

>>163501
Rolling for this
[ 1d100 = 30 ]

>>163501
We get at most one update a day. I just want to be done with this loop shit and make some actual progress for the first time in like a month tbh.
>>163498
Extra boosting. [ 1d100 = 83 ]

>>163506
Heh, your boost was a slight downgrade

>>163497
"You know, there's a reason they put horses down back home when they break their legs. 'Cause this sucks all the ass." [ 1d100 = 87 ]

>>163511
Oh yeah, context is here:
http://boards.4chan.org/mlp/thread/32749080#p32749507

>>163513
Literally who?

>>163515
Zala is a zebra OC that developed in response to some zebra-detractor art.

>>163518
So the answer to race mixing fetishists is to give them race mixing images?

>>163520
I wonder how would pony x zigger offspring look like.

>>163521
I think it matters on the horse.

>>163497
Lean back and enjoy the high, maybe try to sing some Tool [ 1d100 = 26 ]

>>163497
>>163498
This, next loop you won't repeat the same mistakes and you'll accuse that annoying blue colt of >rape.
[ 1d100 = 77 ]

>>163498
Boosting. [ 1d100 = 46 ]
"I don't really want any visitors today…"

>>163486
Do it.

>>163520
Basically. It's still degenerate, but because it's pony-on-zebra rather than zebra-on-pony, and because this particular zeeb seems to want to be a pony, it's considered just a tiny bit less degenerate than your typical STRIPED trash.

>>163522
I heard once that zebra-equine hybrids were infertile. Can anyone confirm?

>>163609
Yes, any hybrid between a zebra and a horse, a donkey and a horse, or a zebra and a donkey virtually always ends up sterile

>>163634
Once in a blue moon, a mule foals.

>>163640
I remember reading about an interesting case of a fertile female mule bearing two foals. One of them, a female, was sired by a donkey and ended up sterile. The other, a male, was sired by a stallion and was later successfully bred to several mares; neither he nor his offspring ever showed any donkey characteristics

>>163643
weird tbh

>>163696
this better become some national capitalist stuff

>>163709
Adorable happy fillu

>>163709
goddamn it i love your fillies they're so cute aaaaaaaa

>>163497

"You know, back where I'm from, they put horses down when they break their legs for a reason. Because this sucks all the ass."

The nurse shrugs.

<"I don't know where you're from, but here in Ponyville, we try and help every one of our patients receive a swift recovery. Now get some rest."

Seeing as you don't have much else to do, you follow the nurse's instructions. Fortunately, getting to sleep isn't too difficult when you're on drugs, and so you find time passes very quickly until you eventually wake up in a familiar bed with your legs, fortunately no longer broken.

. . .

>"Fuck me, remind-"

"Shut up, Twilight."

>>163012
>You get up out of the bed, feeling your energy level build.
>"A-anon? What are you doing?"
"I'm releasing all of the mortal power I've had charged up since you turned me into a filly."
>You feel a glowing ball of energy form between your hooves as you begin to shriek like a madpony.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA"
>"I-it's unreal… how is she generating that much power?!"
>With a swift kick, you punt the diaper Twilight is holding out of her hoof and straight through the roof of the castle.
>You watch as the burning object travels into space and eventually disappears.
>"Well, I guess that's it then. None of that shit for-"
>The sky shakes.
>Twilight teleports the two of you outside as you watch the two halves of the moon enter the atmosphere.
>"Well, I guess this is it."
"I drank your alcohol and then pissed the bed once."
>"That's fair. I was going to rape you tonight after a breatfeeding session."
"Also fair. It's probably a good thing you're dying."
>"No yo-"
>Equestria is obliterated.

>>163716
The End.

>>163717
F

Alright, here's the real update.
>>163012
>You push yourself out of bed and walk over to Twilight, slapping the garment out of her hoof.
>Getting up right in her face, you screech as loud as you can.
>Twilight doesn't do anything.
>"Alright, you could've just told me you didn't want it."
>You notice a slight slump to her walk as she carries on out the door.
"Twilight I-"
>A pop and a flash, and she's gone.
>At first you go back to bed.
>You got what you wanted, didn't you?
>You read another chapter of Moon.
>It's fine enough, but it doesn't catch your interest like it usually does.
>You keep thinking of Twilight.
>Sure, things have been rocky.
>Especially in the beginning…
>She's certainly not mentally well, she's unpredictable, and she's dangerous.
>But all of those things aren't exactly negative when you're by her side…
>You've shared some good times.
>Some bad times.
>The extremity of the latter might be a bit overwhelming, but the silver lining is there.
>And you cherish it.
>Cele- God do you cherish it.
>And you're not going to let anything take that away from you.
>Reaching under your bed, you find the still object you're looking for.
>The charge has depleted since, leaving you with a fine powder when you open it.
>Despite how much pain she's brought you, she very clearly just wants a daughter to love and care for.
>And you've fractured her perceptions of you as that loving daughter.
>Picking up the diaper from the floor, you take a bit of effort to dust it off.
>You very much despise this hunk of plastic, paper and whatever the fuck is used to absorb piss in it, but you carry it in your mouth to Twilight's bedroom.
>The door is slightly ajar, and as you approach the force of it slamming makes you jump.
>"What the fuck you you want, Anon?"
"Listen, if you want to do anything to me for how I acted back there, I probably deserve it…"
>"Go. The. Fuck. Away."
"Crack the door, please."
>She groans audibly as the door opens just enough for you to see a puffy red eye.
>"Now will you leave?"
"Look, I know it hasn't been all sunshine and rainbows-"
>"Thanks for reminding me."
"-But I really appreciate what you do for me. You've made a few mistakes, but we all do. Nopony is perfect."
>"What are you getting at?"
"I'm sorry for how I acted back there, you were just trying to help. I'd like a second chance."
>As the door cracks open a bit more, watch a slight smile begin to form on Twilight's face.
>"Alright, but I'm going to have to punish you."
>You close your eyes, waiting for something to be constricted, pulled, pushed or bashed to its limit.
>Instead, you just feel a warm presence envelope you.
>You open your eyes a tiny bit to see Twilight taking the object from your teeth, opening it, and sprinkling a bit of talcum powder on the seat.
>You inwardly groan as she affixes it to your rear, sliding your tail through a small hole in the back and taping the two flaps on either side together.
>She laughs a bit.
>"There. If you act like a fucking foal, I'm going to treat you like one. I'll let you out to use the restroom during the day of course, but if I have to change your fucking sheets you're going to be in a world of hurt."
>She gently sets you down on the floor as she gets up and trots out of her bedroom.
>"Dinner in twenty. You can help if you want to."

>>163719
immediately regret every decision we've made to bring us to this point
[ 1d100 = 38 ]

>>163719
May as well go out and help with dinner. Spend some time with Twi.
[ 1d100 = 35 ]

Rolled 45
>>163719
Really Lone? A perfect roll to not use the diaper and you still put it on the filly? Talk about railroading…
Boost >>163722 then take it off, fuck diapers, we re a big filly and shouldnt let our dignity aside just so Twilight can do whatever
We can go help her after though

Rolled 13
>>163715
Maybe we should ve asked this long ago:
Tell me what you know about time loops Diana

>>163738
>13
Well, alright, maybe we shouldnt, kek

>>163709
This is so adorable!

>>163737
You got exactly the action that you wanted. Other people wanted different outcomes, I accounted for that. While rolls are a nice tool, they aren't my only determining factor. You're playing a character with a mind outside that of the players, and I don't consider what I did railroading due to the fact that, as custom, I do not determine events too close to the point at the story which you are currently at until I receive input.

>>163737
>Wanting to piss off Twi
That won't end well. It was only going to be at night before, now it's more due to the last outburst.

Besides, they will fix waking up in wet sheets.

>>163719
Keep the diapers on and go help Twilight. [ 1d100 = 75 ]

>>163793
punch the next Finn we see in the junk
[ 1d100 = 37 ]

>>163717
Whoa, wait, no rape scene? rood!

>>163791
Fair enough,i suppose the meme-y reply left room for that, even if the motivation was clear
Still from the rolls, the second highest was asking for a magicky fix to be asked instead, and that was completely glossed over >>163014 only after that there was a suggestion for the diaper >>163060
From the 6 rolls, 3 were against(1 for meems) 1 neutral and 2 were for it, though these two were 3rd and last highest rolls so using the excuse of other people wanting it doesnt really stick if you weight those down
Unless you re counting the trips, but like was said before, how harder is it to roll a nice dice over getting digits on /mlpol/?

If it won legit i wouldnt care, like if the 75 from now comes to pass, but this was 4cc levels of blatant rigging and it will not be tolerated ^:)
>Implying this autism matters at all
Riggers gonna rig, just dont try to make excuses and man up for your decisions m8

>>163792
We re big fillies, we can deal with it, just like we dealt with the golem
F
And honestly if there was going to be 2 rolls i was expecting the magic one to be picked, surely purple could know something or look for it, since it was second higher roll and all that but oh well, its done

>>163715
Since we seem to be stuck at a point where we can't even enjoy the sweet release of death anymore to relax, we might as well work our way out of this time loop.

Tell Diana everything, then use our filly charm to convince her to skip school and her spell research to help us check on the Elements in the Everfree Castle. Seems like the next logical thing that might be causing it. [ 1d100 = 62 ]

>>163715
I have no idea if this'll work, but let's try surrendering all control to Reuben because I'm tired of this shit
[ 1d100 = 68 ]

>>163799
>>163801

Are we giving up on solving this?

>>163808
I don't know about anyone else, but I am.

>>163808
I'm not, but I have to admit we really haven't got a lot to work with and it doesn't help that we can't keep on track at the best of times due to RNG.

>>163810
Nah fam. Sit back and let us assume direct control. We'll get it.

>>163799
Boost but look and sound as dead as possible. I imagine filly is tired of these loops.
[ 1d100 = 89 ]

>you thought your crippling depression would cease as soon as you went through with suicide
>instead you wake up in filly form: weak, helpless, and even more prone to sobbing when your mind gets overwhelmed
>your senses are more profoundly felt as you taste, smell and hear things with a new mind
>but the constant internal frustration keeps fucking going, neverending questions and arguments with nobody in particular about things outside your control

>why is getting a second chance at life still so hard to swallow?
>months of growing up slowly and acclimating to pony life yield no progress
>you're still prone to stammering like a fucking nerd, and despite your physical age likely representing grade-school age by now, you still have…
>let's just call them…difficulties involving your filly bits.
>occasionally you're forced to wear…diapers, to bed
>in the mornings you inevitably wake up in at least three wet diapers a week, which you keep unintentionally drawing extra attention to by uncontrollably crying in bed

>"Anon…it's okay, really. You're just a filly, and you're still dealing with things being like this."
"F-fuck off Tw - hic! - ilight…these s-stupid pep talks aren't making me feel any less like a useless baby.."
>the purple bitch simply wraps you in her magic, helpless flailing only making you more pathetically frustrated as she places you on her back
>"Anon, it's nothing to be ashamed of to be inexperienced. You didn't grow up from birth on four hooves with girl bits. It just takes time and patience to get over this, and stressing out like this isn't helping you. Is there anything I can do to get you to open up more with me?"
"No, just let me stay in my bed today. 's sunday."
>rebelliousness is hard to avoid when you find yourself being coddled by a large purple unicorn; immature as it seems, if you are unwilling to get better as a human, what half brained sky wizard is stupid enough to think that you're going to be more receptive as a goddamn overgrown foal?
>"Anon please. Whatever you think of me, I'm not letting you grow up on the streets and I'm not letting you test your reincarnation theory by trying to drown yourself. I care about life, no matter what kind or what threatens it. Just…say anything that you feel might help you. Alright?"
>you choke a little on a sob, nose dribbling and eyes making an equal mess of the bridge of your nose
>with one swift motion she removes your padding and lifts you off her back and on the tub, running the water before awaiting your response
"J-ju-hust…just leave me at the bath for a bit and let me groom myself, okay?"
>her disappointed sigh and her hoof running down your mane coaxes a silent whimper out of you, but you stay upright just long enough for your babysitter to leave the bathroom before collapsing onto your flanks and looking into the water
>she probably wishes you'd follow through instead of making her worried if she isn't even going to stay beside the bath to ensure your compliance
>even in this world all you manage to do is make others miserable and afraid for you

I had to get something written out whether it had a coherent story or just a mood.

>>163811

>we really haven't got a lot to work with
Well, what do you think you have to work with right now?

>>163719
Gotta learn how to cook with hooves. When you're eventually captured and enslaved by that evil organization maybe you can make yourself useful.
[ 1d100 = 96 ]

>>163715
"I think I'm pregnant!"
[ 1d100 = 82 ]

>>163818
Given that you yourself hinted that it was because of something we weren't doing, the logical cause would have been Ausfilly, but that's not the case, it could be Applemom as someone else suggested, but I struggle to see how, unless we go stalk her. Other than that, I can't see anything that would be causing the time loop that is also connected to filly.

RNG seems to be on the side of the memers though, observe!

>>163715
Stalk Applemom for the day. [ 1d100 = 90 ]

>>163820
Okay, bad example.

>>163820

There's plenty of things you aren't doing, but perhaps you are thinking far too out of the box. You think ausfilly would have been logical, but I never hinted during any of the loops that you were supposed to visit her on that day. You guys pulled out that "she's dying" theory out of your asses.

What other hints have I given you?

>>163823
None that I can remember, it's been a long time. I have nothing else that isn't based on wild speculation and assumption.

>>163825

What did the Aussie say to you just before you traveled back in time?

>>163826
>Trusting a single word that comes out of a shitposter's mouth
I mean, come on now, he's australian.

>>163826
"Well that didn't work" was the last thing heard on first loop, but that came from an unknown source if i remember correctly.

>>163832
oh shit, the first loop ended when twi read "well that didnt work" out loud, maybe by saying that out loud we can song of time this shit and reset whenever

>>163833
Stop skipping school
[ 1d100 = 98 ]

>>163826
That it was something completely stupid. Which rules out…basically nothing.

>>163817
Damn, that's a feel…

continue?

>You trot back to Alpha Camp, and see Twilight scooping up some sandy dirt (looked kind of weird for sand) and pour it into a small box
>"Oh, you're back? Took you long enough."
>You didn't say anything, wanting to avoid a avoid a conversation
>She turns and looks at you
>"Wait, why is… did you go swimming?!" she asks in a demanding tone
"No, no, it's not like that."
>"Well then, would you like to explain why you're soaking wet?"
>You weren't sure you would classify it as "soaking wet",
>You briefly thought about making up a story where you were the victim, but there was no realistic way to do so
>So the truth it is.
"Well, when I went to pee…"

>>163835

Would've been nice if this was actually made as a reply to my post instead of in a reply chain, but I'll still accept it.

>>163870
Suck it up, buttercup.

>>163844
Specifically he said that it would be unfortunate if it were something mundane

>>163919

He said it would suck if it weren't him dying, and were instead something mundane.

>>163715

>"Wow, rude much?"

"You know what? I don't fucking care. This has been the 10th goddamn time I've heard you say that exact phrase. Fuck me, remind me not to drink when I have research in the morning. Those are your exact words, every time. I am stuck in a time loop, and I do not need to hear this shit because you sound like a broken record. So unless you know something about time loops that you haven't shared with me in the previous nine loops, DIANA, I don't really care what you have to say?"

She pauses for a moment to process your verbal tirade.

>"Um, okay, what have you tried to get out of it?"

"Fucking up. Apologizing for fucking up. Killing myself. Getting pregnant. Going on a crime spree. Meeting up with Pinkie Pie, who's also looping. Going to Canterlot to see Celestia, who isn't looping, and can't really help me because it takes too long to reach her. Looking for the final filly. By the way, her name's Daring Do, she lives in a shack in the middle of the woods, and she has some FUCKED UP fetishes. And finally, I tried jumping out a window and breaking both of my front legs. Apparently they don't put you down in Equestria, they just use modern medicine to numb you and magic to heal your fractured bones. I would really rather be dead right now than stuck in this stupid loop."

>"Sounds like everything you've done so far has been self-destructive. Have you tried just having a normal day?"

"YES! The second fucking day I went to school as normal after apologizing profusely for the events of the first loop. Clearly this isn't going to work. It has to be something fucked up going on that I have to fix, and I have no idea what the fuck it is because Equestria is fucking huge and it could be anything."

>"Well clearly it can't be something you're incapable of doing, right? A time loop is probably purposeful, and with the intention of correcting something, right? I mean, this kind of power doesn't just come out of the blue. So what all happened on your first loop?"

"I really don't want to talk about it. The end result was you tying me up in the basement and interrogating me about something stupid I did. And I already apologized for it, so I really don't want to talk about it again because it won't help anything."

>"Okay, whatever it is, it sounds pretty terrible. I assume if I help you, you'll never do this shit again?"

"YES! As long as I never have to deal with this loop again."

>"Then tell me about your day leading up to the fuck up."

"Well, I go upstairs, eat breakfast, get stuck on my homework, and go to school. I end up late for class because I was rushing through my assignments. Then the teacher gives me a lecture about how I'm both late and my homework isn't even complete. Then I sit through classes, and go to lunch, only to find out I forgot to bring something to eat. Apparently, the food Rarity offers me differed between the two days and the only explanation I have is it's the butterfly effect, which you offered. I'm pretty sure the world is actually just fucking with me. Then at the end of lunch, you end up crashing into the school walls and give me the wing spell you were working on. I turned into a moth, and then I did the messed up thing."

>"Did you remember your homework and lunch on the second day?"

"Well no. But I wasn't chastized because I made Time Turner late for class."

She stares at you, seemingly unenthused with your actions thus far.

>"Anon…"

"What are you looking at me like that for?"

>"DO. YOUR. HOMEWORK!"

"What?"

>"It's all so simple. You made three mistakes on the first loop: not doing your homework, forgetting your lunch, and the other thing. You didn't make that last mistake on the second loop, so it had to be one of the first two. Since you didn't go to school on the later days, you never got to correct it at all, and you kept looping because you kept fucking up in other ways. You know what? Start working right now, I'll go make breakfast. And your lunch. If this works, you owe me."

She rushes up the stairs, leaving you alone in the room. With nothing better to do, you pull out the worksheet from your backpack and get back to work. The material is hard, especially seeing as you covered the material a week ago, but at least you covered the answers in class. Some of them you can sort of remember. At the very least, you don't spend a ton of time remembering what the hell the quadratic formula was. Twilight's voice from the first day starts to echo in your head. It's actually rather annoying, but focusing on it like a mantra at least makes it easier to focus. Halfway through your work, Twilight comes back into the room and places a plate of pancakes next to you.

>"You're making great time. If you keep up that pace, you'll have no problem getting to class on time. Don't worry about making a lunch, I've got you."

Without another word, she leaves, and you are left to finish your work. You take large bites of your pancakes as you trudge your way through the worksheet, not wanting to waste a second. If the experiences of the past week and a half have taught you anything, it's that time is both a precious commodity, and also a dangerous adversary, not to be trifled with. The last problem of your assignment ends up taking up an almost worrying amount of minutes, but to your relief, you manage to finish it just as Twilight comes into the room again with a sack lunch.

>>163956

>"You ready to go?"

"Yeah, but do you have time to maybe check my work?"

>"We can do it on the way there. I can take some time out to walk you there, seeing as it apparently only takes half a day to research a working flight spell when I'm hungover."

"Maybe you should take your time and sober up. You might not end up crashing into walls this time."

>"Good idea."

The two of you rush out the door and make your way to the school. Along the way, Twilight looks through your work, passing it back to you halfway there, describing it as "good enough." Owing to the fact that you were both running, you manage to make it to school reasonably early, and Twilight leaves you to socialize with your friends, but not without giving you your lunch first.

Your school day passes by relatively uneventfully, although it still feels rather surreal. You remember most of the lecture, but not everything is quite the same. No one is late, so there's no lecture about it, and the choice of words used to explain the concepts of everything is slightly different in various points. Lunch is surprisingly pleasant, and involves no flying unicorns crashing into the walls. Instead, you simply get to enjoy a fried egg sandwich with french fries. Twilight must have been experimenting with new spells, because it's actually still warm somehow despite being kept in a paper bag in chilly weather.

When school finally lets out, you aren't quite sure what to do. You want to head home and just stare at the clock until it hits 6, but that would be incredibly boring. So instead, you play a game of hoofball with your friends, and let the day pass by as it is. No matter what you do, you cannot make the day go by any faster than one second per second, so you might as well enjoy those seconds while they last. Eventually, it starts to get dark, and you head home. Awaiting you is Twilight, floating around the house with butterfly wings, and a warm meal cooked by Mama Velvet.

You don't even notice the time passing 6 PM until you start to get tired and realize it's already night. Without hesitation, you crawl into bed as soon as you realize you can. You have no dreams, but this doesn't matter much.

The next morning, you wake up to the sound of something falling. Looking around, you see Twilight off the bed in an all too familiar position. You look at her in the eyes for just a few seconds before she finally starts to speak.

>"Fuck me. Remind me not to-"

"Noooooooooooo!"

>"Gotcha!"

"What?"

>"You should see the look on your face, time looper. Sorry, but it's Tuesday. Boring old Tuesday. No more doing retarded shit because you can redo it later. Everything that happens from now on is permanent. Probably. Try not to screw up."

You're fucking welcome, enjoy the mercy.

>>163958
That was fucking retarded.

>>163958
And so are you.

>>163957
Now that we're released from this living hell, let's get some actual fucking work done! That all being said, find the nearest sharp object and slit our wrists.
[ 1d100 = 34 ]

>>163965
Boosting.
[ 1d100 = 98 ]

>>163967
I am god.

>>163957

I agree with >>163961. The entire thing felt stupid, pointless, and anti-climactic. If this is the only time a time loop will occur due to fucking up with school, then I don't see how it could possibly make sense. If this is something that's going to happen every time we fuck up at school, then it's good to know that we get a free pass from many more would-be-consequences-to-come. What the fuck?

>>163965 Since when do horses have wrists?
…Well, in case that 98 is wasted on a suggestion that is physically impossible (not gonna be actually beating >>163967), might as well roll to find out what actually caused that time loop, since I'm pretty sure that you can't do that just by skipping homework, arriving late in class, and/or cutting class entirely. [ 1d100 = 33 ]

>>163970
Maybe Ajna's doing it somehow as a punishment, she did say payback was a bitch when we were raped by Daring, and it would only make sense to say that if she knew we attempted to rape Cadence. She presented, damn it!

>>163195
>A soft breeze blows from the North tunnel.
>There are no breezes down here.
>You can hunt when whatever produced that has moved on.
>You proceed down the tunnel until you get to the construct.
>It's big and metal, and it makes scary noises.
>Sometimes there's food around it.
>You shine your pinlight in the dark, looking for any such things.
>"Huh? Somepony there?"
>You cover in fear, making yourself as small as possible and ducking underneath a pipe.
>Oil leaks out onto your mane, but you don't care.
>Not as long as you can stay alive.
>"Aha! There you-"
>You swing in the dark with your crowbar, connecting with something hard.
>"God fucking…"
>You stop.
"You're not like the rest."
>"That really fucking hurt!"
>You shush the other pony as you shine her up and down with the weak light; identifying a black mane, green coat, and most importantly… the mark.
"You can't die?"
>"Can't say I have before."
"How long?"
>"W-what?"
"How long down here?"
>"Um, six days perhaps? I can't tell the time with no sunlight…"
"And how?"
>"I… can't remember."
"Neither can I…"
>The two of you sit in silence for a long time.
>"Are you hungry? I found a half-eaten sandwich on one of the pipes."
>It is decide time.

Filly filly?

>>163977
Haven't seen this pic before, is it new?

>>163976
Adorable babby

>>163977
And QT filly

>>163970

>If this is the only time a time loop will occur due to fucking up with school, then I don't see how it could possibly make sense
I stole the plot idea from Haruhi Suzimiya!

>>163863
I've been waiting for this for a while, always great to see ya, filly.

>>163975
Anyone still play that game? Booted it up for 5 minutes a year ago and haven't played it since.

>>163977
>Well, isn't it what you wanted?
no
yes

>>163983
And anime is objectively garbage. Citing it as a reason for your shitty loop conditions only degrades your credibility further, as anime tropes are some of the worst fucking things possible that could be used in your writing.

>>163988
Yea.

>>163976
Excellent work as always Nore.
>>163977
Love it. But is it full, or just very poofy? OwO

Both very fine additions to my collection.

>>163976
Although I am curious as to what happened with her right legs. Even if they're in the same position, there shouldn't be a 100% overlap with their left counterpart.

>>163994
Good point, I'll fix it later. Thanks!
Have a thing.

>>163977
Had a little inspiration

>Be filly
>You had just finished getting ready for bed and are currently in your room
>Normally you'd have just gone to sleep, but this was no ordinary night
>Twilight had told you to wait, since she had gotten something to help you with your "bedtime troubles"
>Fucking filly body…
>Sitting on your bed, you wait for her to show up
>…
>You hear a knock on the door, and dread what is about to happen
>"Hey Anon. Can I come in?"
>You sigh
"Yeah…"
>The door creaks as she enters, carrying a package with her in her magic
>She sits it down on the floor of your room
>"So, I've got the stuff here. Just remember to put one on before falling asleep, alright?
>You nod
>There's a brief silence as you sit there, waiting for her to continue
>"So… have you got it, or would you like me to help?"
"You think I've had to deal with that shit before?"
>She seems slightly taken aback
>"Fair point"
>She tears open the package with her magic, lifting out one of the diapers
>White, thank god
>At least she listened when you said "no girly shit"
>She walks over to your bed
>"Alright, lay back for me."
>You do as she says
>Before you know it, she has the thing snugly wrapped around you
>Alicorn magic OP
>"There, all done"
>You sit up, feeling your face flush as you look down at yourself
>The only colors on it are the blue tapes and two yellow lines
>What a dumb design
>You scrunch, glaring at Twilight
>"Well, isn't it what you wanted?"
"It's not pink, if that's what you're asking."
>She smiles
>"Good. I thought you'd prefer something like this."
>You sigh, dropping the scrunch and looking away
>"Hey…"
>She leans over, wrapping her wing around you in a hug
>You groan
>You weren't big on affection as a human, but something about this feels right
>You find yourself leaning into her warm embrace
>She seems to pull away so soon, leaving you feeling cold
>"Goodnight, Anon. I'll see you in the morning."
"Night, Purple."
>She giggles at that nickname, flicking off the light and leaving you alone in your room
>You slip under the covers, trying to get comfortable in your new attire
>After a few minutes you get used to it, and find yourself drifting off to sleep

"Filly of the Poison Joke, what is your wisdom?"
>"Traps are gay."
"Oh."

>>163957
Time to have an existential crisis about just how fucked up and retarded the rules of this universe apparently are, and bang our head against a wall until we have a pounding migraine.

Oh, and don't speak to Diana for as long as we can. She might not have been the cause of all that, but she's still a cunt and we need to take our anger out on something in some way that isn't violent. [ 1d100 = 12 ]

>>163957
Seriously, that was fucking stupid. There was no way in hell we were ever going to figure out that it was that on our own.

>>163850
Eh. I don't know. Just something I had to get out there, not really intending to make more unless I continue feeling like shit.

But I've been channeling my inner uberhengst so I'm feeling….slightly less shitty.

I don't have anything to say tonight, but putting spoilers here is tradition.
>>163719
>You consider taking it off again, but you don't want to piss off Twiggles or further fuck with her.
"I'd like to help you cook tonight."
>"Alright, I'm just making spaghetti."
"Um, could you guide me through cooking with these hooves?"
>"Yeah, sure. I normally use my hooves to prep anyways, ponies have complained about the food tasting odd when prepared with telekinesis."
>Twilight lifts you up to the sink.
>"The most important part is washing your front hooves. thoroughly.
>You do so with little difficulty.
>"Alright, the next step involves the noodles themselves. This is a bit of a tricky one, so pay attention."
>Twilight sets the dry pasta on the edge of a cutting board, brandishing a knife with her mouth and holding the spaghetti in place with a hoof. You watch in awe as she flips the knife around in her mouth, using the spine to crack one half of the noodles off from the other.
>"The next step is boiling the water. Fill the pot about half full with water and place the lid over it, and make sure to turn the heat on high."
"Okay, I think I've-"
>"No! Don't touch the stove, I'll handle that."
"But I was-"
>"No buts."
>You let it go.
>"-and once the water has reached a rolling boil, you can put in the spaghetti."
>You carefully pick up the spaghetti with both forehooves, dropping them from about half a foot above the pot.
>A few drops of scalding hot water land on your face and you wince, the smile on Twilight's face showing you that she's just as willing to let you learn lessons by experience.
>"Alright, now you can set the wooden spoon on top of the pot. It shouldn't boil over, but I don't mind a bit of precaution."
>You do so and simply wait on top of the counter, eyes fixated on the spaghetti being made in front of you.
"Twilight! I think it's ready."
>"There's a way to test that."
>Taking the wooden spoon with her mouth and picking out a single strand of spaghetti, Twilight flings it at the wall with a wet connection.
>The noodle holds fast.
>"Well I'll be, you were right."
>She ruffles your mane a bit and you can't help but laugh.
>"Celestia you're adorable… alright, I'm probably going to do the straining myself; don't want any more burns."
"Rude."
>"Am I wrong?"
>You stare at the counter.
>"That's what I thought. Watch carefully though, one day you'll be preparing this for your coltfriend."
"What if I'm gay?"
>"Then I'll execute you personally."
>The laugh that follows does little to pad down the deadpan delivery of that line.
>"Alright, I'll probably keep your pasta simple."
"Fine by me."
>You watch as Twilight pours sauce on her own with practiced expertise, leaving your dish with a bit of melted butter and a sprinkling of mozzarella.
>As she sets the two bowls down, you waste no time digging in.
>Your eating habits are messy at best, and you end up with more butter on your face than down your gullet.
>Twilight looks over at you with mild annoyance.
>"Would you like a side of bath with that?"
>Input action.

>>164022
"I'm sorry, I don't have the proper ability to use anything that would keep my face relatively clean as I am now." delivered with a pinch of sarcasm
[ 1d100 = 10 ]

>>164022
"Heh. Guess I need some practice eating, too."
[ 1d100 = 68 ]

>>163995
While you're at that, there's a nasty jagged line in Pear Butter's eye.

Slow day for filly

>>164074
What's that made of?

>>164079
It's on this.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qgt1b81DJEw

>>164090
Huh, neat

>>163863
>"Anon, I can't believe you would do such a foolish thing."
"I-I just didn't want to disturb you." you answered, which was mostly true
>"Well, I'm gonna give you a firm talking-to when we get home."
>Eh, there was a 60% chance she'd forget all about it
>Best give her a distraction before she began seething over it
"So, uh, what's going on with the river?"
>Her face glowed upon hearing your question, eager to show off her intellect
> "I think the river's been polluted with Forget-Me-Salt- probably an earthquake upset some store up in these mountains, and it's being carried downriver via erosion, which would explain the ponies' forgetful behavior down in town. Fortunately, the river splits so much that the stream to town only contains a very small amount of the substance
"Oh, that's interesting." you lied
>Why should you care about poor people?
>"The bad news is that we'll need to dam the river up here , which will cut off the supply to town. So I need to set up some sort of emergency service to bring water here while we decontaminate the supply."
"I'm not gonna have to carry anything up this mountain, am I?"
>"No, this doesn't mean any extra work for you." she answered with just a touch of annoyance.
"What do I do now?"
>"We're going to the source." she said, leevitating you onto her back
>Oh, joy

>>164108
>You dig into your hayburger, eager to forget the day
>It had been so boring, following her around which she wrote shit down and made all sorts of measurements
>You found the source of the problem- some huge diamond-esque crystals had fallen over into the river, slowly being eroded by the current
>Twiggles levitated them out, and you had to sit there for half an hour while she did magic science shit
>Good thing she told you to bring a book
>You didn't want to because she called it a "short excersion", which was a lie.
>Looking up, you could see her snootle-deep into a container of fries, bits of ketchup and ranch staining her muzzle
>Taking a swig of soda, you relish the flavor of root beer
>Some things were still the same in Equestria
>Twiggles eventually stops pigging out (das' racisst) and looks over you, rubbing off the condiments with a few napkins
"Since you were such a good filly today Anon, you can choose what we do for the rest of the night."

Remember, this isn't a CYAO, just leaving it open-ended

>>164109
>excersion
>CYAO
Glad to see that somefilly has patrician taste when it comes to soda though.

>>163997
we need more filly care like this
thanks anon

>>164120
You're welcome. Glad you liked it