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Anonfilly Thread - Howdy Edition
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>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):

>I'm a contributor.
Great! For writers, just notify All Nighter Fgt Lone15, so you can have your green added to the Doc. For artists, animators, or any other content makers, you can store your fillies in the Dropbox for future viewing pleasure.
Some especially based faggot also recently compiled nearly every filly image ever created, which you can check out here: https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1AowOdwFzlbRk0FVZsRGRYe2hyKhzo2h3?usp=sharing
Assess how well you fit into the filly hivemind: https://projects.fivethirtyeight.com/personality-quiz/?group=-LdS-38NvfIG9PHPrYB8
>I don't like this thread because of reasons.
You'll never know how it is unless you try a dose of filly.
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I want an anon-daki for my Anonfilly plush now.
Anonfilly - sweating - shocked.jpg
>those hooves
>Be the fastest thing alive
>Running around at the speed of sound you've seen nothing about a terrible menace that means mean machines.
>Everything of his shut down once the time device going back to the start of Dr Robotnik's rise to infamy bridged the worlds.
>With everybody free from his clutches that looming worry hovers over quite a few old timeline Mobians.
>None of your friends have heard anything either, and usually that is a chance to kick back and relax for a little while.
>Tails is coming over
"Guess that means it's almost party time."

>Ponyville Crystal Castle
>Be Princess Luna
"Anonymous, Anonymous where are you?"
>Hushed foalish giggles come from underneath you.
>Try as she might the adopted brilliant foal still was a foal.
>The poor filly tries so hard to not bust out laughing from the foalish behavior.
"Hmmm, she's not to my left."
>You make grotesque comical movements as if searching the new royal hall.
Sweeping back you match words with actions.
>The barely held laughter sooths the soul
"Anonymous isn't to my right."
"That must mean-"
>Her laughs stop for just a moment.
"-she's right here!"
>One scoop and she's in your huggable grasp.
>Laughing with her, both of your burdens lighten.

>Be Anonymous
>A kind Doctor of multiple fields
>Concentrated condensed evil in physical form
>multiple inversions of personality
>An old boiled egg
>And now a filly
"I, I think I'd like the name Anonymous."
>The map table in the center of the room eats a lot of space, easily could hold one of your super computers.
>The purple equine Twilight Sparkle, a kindred soul in the sciences, nods.
>"If your sure."
>All the time as Doctor Ovi Kintobor you kept thinking of how much you can help everyone here
>Maybe introduce more prosthetics
>Maybe even the evil extractor-
>That failure still hurts despite its total success.
"Yes, turning over a new leaf would be best."
>You weren't any of them solely right now
>Just... a filly with a little extra experience.
>Maybe this is where you could do good.
>"A new leaf?"
"Mhmm, I'll draw you a picture momm- I mean Twilight."
>Close one.
>The Purple equine is getting so close
>a blueprint is a picture
>this is where you die insulting royalty
>quick use bribery with our tec-
>"That sounds delightful my little pony."
>Is this a hug?
>It is.
>Whatever happens you'll protect her smile, especially from yourself.
>A dark under current runs through you as you realize that anything that would ruin her smile would pay with the might of Doctor Ivo Robotnik!
>Maybe you can't quite bury the past yet, but that doesn't mean it's totally unreasonable.
>Just inhumane and immoral.
>This hug is exquisite
>and every part agrees, even if some after thought of destroying this so this moment in tine would be yours alone runs through
>you barely convince the evil to have more top quality hugs freedom, being alive, and you being good would lead to the best hugs.
>One day you'll be ready to journey inside, but not now.
>Now is hugs for good fillies.
>You are a good filly Anonymous.
>Because good fillies get good hugs.
// You Wouldn't Like Me When I'm Green
// Story: Trust Once Lost
// by Greenhorne
“Wha’da’ya mean?” Asked Apple Bloom, “She’s only making fun of ya because ya don’t have a cutiemark. She does the same thing ta us.”

How could they be so naive if they were the same age as me?

“She’s bullying you because she wants to establish her place at the top of the hierarchy within the class.” I explained. “She wants everypony to respect her, and the way she achieves that is by finding insecure ponies for her to put down. Being ‘blank flanks’ is just an excuse to single you out from the rest of the class.”

“How can she get ponies to respect her by being mean?” Asked Sweetie Belle. “That doesn’t make sense.”

“Ponies always want to be part of the group.” I said. “By excluding you, she creates a group consisting of ‘everypony else’ where she’s in charge of who is included. Ponies in the group feel good about being in the group and afraid of being left out - which is why they don’t help you when you’re being bullied.”

“But then how do we get her to stop bullying us?” Asked Scootaloo

“Well,” I said, “You could throw her down a well.”

The Crusaders looked horrified.

“That was a joke.” I added. 

I could see Cheerilee walking towards us from the schoolhouse, and my heart sank.

“You girls better get going,” I said, “You don’t want to be involved in this.”

“Involved in what?” Asked Sweetie Belle

“Me and Diamond were the ones fighting,” I said, “So there’s no need for you guys to get in trouble too. I don’t really care if I get suspended.”

“That... wasn’t really a fight.” Said Scootaloo. “You just kinda glared at her and then fainted.”

“Yeah,” I said, “But Diamond has been in there talking to her so she’s probably made up a whole story to get me in trouble.”

“We saw the whole thing,” said Apple Bloom, “We can tell her what really happened.”

“The truth doesn’t matter,” I said, “What matters is what Cheerilee will believe; She’ll just think you’re covering for me because you don’t like Diamond Tiara.”

“Well we’ll stick with you anyway,” Said Scootaloo, “Because we’re your friends.”

Damnit. It couldn’t be unsaid now. I didn’t want friends, but I couldn’t reject their offer of friendship, not without hurting their feelings. I was stuck now, with even more ponies that I had to keep happy. More ponies I couldn’t ignore. More ponies that I had to convince that I was okay to stop them from feeling bad. I just knew I was going to screw it up and end up hurting all of them.

The Crusaders misinterpreted my sudden withdrawal into myself and gave me a group hug.

“It’s alright.” Said Apple Bloom. “We’ll be right here with you.”

“Is using magic against a non-unicorn, like, a big deal?” I asked.


“I mean, if I kicked her, instead of using magic,” I asked, “Would I be in more or less trouble?”

“She’s an Earth Pony, she’d fold you like a lawn chair.” Said Scootaloo, “Err, no offence.”

Well, that was comforting. Not only couldn’t I do magic, but I was at a massive strength disadvantage.

“Are you okay Green?” Asked Cheerilee. “I heard you fainted.”

“I’m fine.” I said

It was essentially my catchphrase at this point.

“Really?” Asked Cheerilee

“Whatever Diamond Tiara told you is a lie.” I said

“What did she tell me?” Cheerilee questioned

Great, more games. She wanted me to incriminate myself before I knew what Diamond had said.

“She told you something to try and get me in trouble because she’s bullying me.” I said

“What makes you think that?”

“Look I don’t care.” I said. “Just kick me out of the class. I don’t want to be here anyway.”

Cheerilee sighed.

“Diamond Tiara says you threatened to throw her down a well.”

“I told her she should fall down a well, not that I would do it.”

“Why would you say that?”

“Because she’s a bully.”

“And you think falling down a well would make her a better pony?”

“Only if it was fatal.”

Cheerilee winced.

“Green, please don’t joke about things like this.”

My throat was starting to hurt and I had to fight to avoid my words coming out strangled.

“I’m not joking.” I said. “I want her to leave me and my friends alone, and if she has to fall down a well for that to happen then so be it.”

Be calm. Be logical. Don’t cry.

“You can’t just threaten to kill ponies because they were mean to you.”

I fixed my eyes with hers.

Focus on the anger, don’t cry.

“I didn’t threaten anything.” I retorted. “I just think we would all be better off if she fell down a well and broke her neck.”

My voice broke on the last word. I kept staring Cheerilee down, wishing she wasn’t so much taller than me.

“You have to calm down.” Cheerilee instructed. “Why don’t we go back to my office and-”

“I don’t have to do anything!” I yelled. “I don’t even want to be here!”

I was gritting my teeth to stop my jaw trembling.


“Why don’t you go listen to Diamond Tiara again,” I said, “I’m sure she’s fucking calm. Then you can leave me the hell alone and stop making things worse.”

“I’m trying to help you.”

“Well, I don’t want your ‘help’!” I said. “You’re going to tell me to be ‘reasonable’ and try to get along with Diamond Tiara. I refuse.”

“Just because she was mean to you once doesn’t mean she’s irredeemable.” She said, “Ponies can change, Green.”

“Most don’t.”

“Well they’re not going to change if nopony gives them a chance.”

“That’s not my problem.” I said. “I’m not going to let her stab me in the back just because you think it would be nice if we were friends.”

“That’s not what I’m saying.”

“Then what are you saying?”

“This isn’t about Diamond Tiara,” Said Cheerilee, “Is it?”

“What’s goin’ on here?” Asked Applejack. “Are you alright Sweetpea?”

I just felt so tired. I lay back down on the grass again.

It wasn’t like anything I said mattered anyway.

“I’m fine.”
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I mean realistically what else are you gonna do with a fat filly ass

great stuff in any case
>terrible menace that means mean machines.
I think you mean bean machines.
Either way fine green.

>Anthro faget
Howdy howdy, mothers and fuckers! Where we last left Anonymous...
>Emerald returns to the fold!
>Not only that, but she does so as a newly-appointed changeling spy!
>Twilight's not happy that Anon knew this and brought her into the castle though...
>No worries though, everything's fine and dandy now that ground rules have been established and boundaries set
>Also, Emerald's getting curious to Anonymous's true identity again
>Luckily for her, Anon tells her that Chrysalis has the answers she seeks as well as the disregard for Twilight's rules to spill the beans!
Now, let's pick back up where we left off...

>... Huh, no dream tonight
>What a shame, you wanted to tell Luna how things were going
>Well, maybe you still can
>After all, she managed to contact you that one time despite you not dreaming
Hey, Luna, you there?
>Well shit
>Guess that was a one-time emergency measure
>Oh well, it's not like this can't wait until some time later
>Time to return to the void!
>. . .
>Ahh, Saturday!
>Time for the tests to begin, and for you to finally see what happens with your brilliant ideas!
>You hop out of bed and go about your morning business, all the way until you go to the kitchen to find Twilight and Spike having breakfast
"Howdy, what's the schedule?"
>Twilight looks up from the papers in front of her and takes a drag of her coffee before responding
>"We start the testing at 10, all the subjects have been informed. First is the physical trial, then the mental trial. Anypony who scores more than a 150 on these two tests, both out of 100, is considered eligible. After that, a break for lunch, and then you tell the winners to go home since none of them will willingly spend the night with Chrysalis even if they're being paid to."
>You furrow your brow and huff in Twilight's direction, prompting Spike to speak up between bites of waffles
>"Hey, if it makes you feel any better, I'm pretty sure that at least one pony will accept."
"Thank you, Spike. That does make me feel better."
>"Enough feeling bad for yourself, the waffles are getting cold and I'm sure that you'd rather have them hot."
>That's a fair point, waffles are better when warm
>You're gonna have to wash the syrup out of your face, though
>Eh, fuck it
>You grab the plate that Spike left for you and sit down at the table, trying your best to prevent the inevitable
>Sadly, your efforts are in vain as your face fur still ends up sticky and maple-flavored
>So, you retreat to the bathroom to wash it off and then return to the kitchen
>After that, you fart around for a while until Twilight says that it's time to go to the field
"The field?"
>"Yes, did you think that I would just set this all up in my own backyard?"
"Well, no, but I didn't really know where you were putting it all together."
>"Then allow me to show you as soon as Spike gets back with the necessary materials."
>A few seconds later, the purple dragon himself walks in bearing a stack of papers, a sun visor, a clipboard, a pencil, a megaphone, and a whistle
>"Alright, this is everything!"
>"Good, we'll be right on time!"
>Spike takes his place at Twilight's side and all three of you teleport off to... some field, I guess?
>When the flash clears, you find yourself on a hill overlooking an obstacle course, a few dozen stallions, and most of Ponyville
>Twilight grabs the megaphone, clipboard, paper, and pen from Spike while he puts on the sun visor and the whistle
>You just sit there and try to look thoughtful yet imposing for the onlooking masses
>Twilight clears her throat, raises the megaphone to her lips, and addressed the assembled stallions
>"Alright, you all know why you're here, so it's time we got to the main event! This test will be split up into two trials, one physical and one mental, in which both will be graded out of 100 points. Behind you all, is the obstacle course. The optimal time to beat it in is two minutes and thirty seconds, and each second over that time will deduct two points from your overall score. Any of you who pass both trials with 150 points or more will be selected for the next round of screening. Understood?"
>The crowd lets out an assortment of agreements, some more enthusiastic than others
>"Fantastic! Up first is the obstacle course, and you will all be going through in alphabetical order, so please line up as I list your names..."

>The names of all the stallions are read out and they all organize into a line at the beginning of the course, leaving the three of you to get into observational position
>The stallions are fed through one by one, each of them doing their best but usually still falling short of the 2:30 time margin
>Some by mere seconds, others by up to a minute
>Only two managed to clear it before the margin, netting a surprised nod from Twilight
>Once all the stallions were through and all the numbers crunched, Twilight picks the megaphone back up for the last time today
>"That does it for the physical trial! You all have an hour for lunch now, and we'll all meet back up in front of my castle for the mental exam!"
>After this, she teleports all three of you back to the castle
>"And that hour applies to both of you as well, in case you were wondering."
>upon hearing this, Spike shoots you both finger guns and starts backing out of the room
>"Then I'll see you both in an hour!"
>Turning to Twilight, you pose a question
"So, how many can still make it out of the 33?"
>She flips through the papers attached to the clipboard, scanning each for no more than a second
>"... 21 of them."
"Alright, 21's not bad. How many of them do you predict will manage to get through the next test?"
>Twilight begins flipping back through her notes again, this time a little slower
>"Anywhere between none and all of them."
>Well that really narrows it down!
"Ok, so you don't want to make assumptions there but you will about the integrity of my plans. I see."
>"None of these ponies have given me a reason to judge their intelligence yet, don't blame me for using information you gave me to judge yours."
>The nerve!
>You resist the urge to push Twilight, and instead opt for what would be a particularly rude gesture back on Earth
"If I still had fingers, I'd be showing you one!"
>Twilight giggles in response, but still apologizes
>"I'm sorry, that was too far. You're not stupid, you're just naive."
"No, I'll fully admit that I'm stupid, it just hurts to get called out on it so brutally."
>Twilight wraps a wing around you and pulls you in next to her for a moment
>"You're not stupid, otherwise nothing you've put together here would've worked like it has. Don't sell yourself short, you're fine."
>After the motherly speech is over, you both follow the same path Spike did before you back to the kitchen and to a pair of sandwiches left in the fridge
>Note to self: thank Spike for sandwich
>The better part of an hour later, the three of you are assembled once again
>Spike, bearing yet more papers and a pen/clipboard, Twilight with her own assembled stack of papers and pencils, and you with...
>With a winning smile! :)
>Before the front doors are opened, you thank Spike for the sandwich and take your spot at Twilight's side
>When the doors are opened, you see the same mass of stallions waiting outside
>"Alright, I'm glad to see you're all here on time! If you'll all just follow me inside, I'll get you all set up and started on the next exam."
>Everybody follows Twilight in, and all of you are lead to a large room set up with enough desks for all the subjects
>They all take their seats, and Twilight makes another announcement after trading cargo with Spike
>"All of you will get a test, each with 25 questions and all of them randomly organized to prevent cheating. Each question answered incorrectly will get up to four points deducted from your score, from 100 down to 0 if all answers are completely incorrect. You all have an hour to complete the test, and any incomplete tests must still be handed in. Any questions?"
>Assorted negatives from the room
>"Great! Spike, if you please?"
>"Got it."
>Spike distributes the papers and pencils, and Twilight begins the test once all of them are distributed
>One more hour later, all the tests are turned in
>"Thank you all for your cooperation thus far, I'll now grade these and be back with the results. In the meantime, I'd like to ask you all to wait here, please."
>Twilight then pulls you out of the room with her, but gestures for spike to stay behind and keep an eye on the group

>Once the door is closed, you ask another question
"So, any estimates now?"
>"Still no, not until I've graded all of these."
"Fair enough."
>You grab hold of Twilight right as her horn lights up, sensing her teleportation coming
>Just in time!
>You feel the flash cross your mind and dissipate into the scenery of Twilight's office, giving you the signal that it's time to pull your hoof away
>Hint hint
>... You're stuck, aren't you?
>Twilight's disappointed sigh confirms this
>"Next time just ask if I can teleport you too, it'll stop things like this from happening and potentially being worse than it is now."
"What do you mean, worse than it is now? We're fused together right now, aren't we? I mean-"
>Twilight puts a hoof to your mouth to quiet you down before lighting up her horn a second time
>Instead of teleporting though, you see her become translucent and float away from you a short distance before re-materializing
>"It's a good thing that I learned a spell that grants me intangibility for situations like this, isn't it? Now, to grading!"
>Man, magic is stupid OP here!
>As twilight sits at her desk and begins the grading process, you walk up next to her and look around at the papers
>Looking over the questions, you see some pretty standard stuff for an IQ test
>Pattern recognition, numbers, shapes, words...
>You know, stuff that you'd probably have just thrown around guesses for as opposed to actually trying
>So, understandably, you just sit and watch as Twilight grades all of it
>When she's done with that, she does the final tally of scores and gives you the verdict
>"... And that's all. Five of the participants are eligible. Ready to give them the results?"
>You take a breath to steady your mind, preparing yourself for what comes next
"As ready as I'll ever be. Teleport us."
>Twilight nods and gathers the clipboard, igniting her horn yet again and enveloping you both in a violet aura
>Poof, and you're back in the test room!
>Twilight takes charge once again and makes another announcement, this time to tell those who failed the tests to leave
>Once all that's over, the chosen five remain seated before you
>You look to Twilight, she looks back and nods
>Deep breath in...
>You take a step forward, drawing the attention of all five assembled stallions, and begin your speech
"First, I'd like to thank all five of you for showing up and participating in this set of tests. Also, because undoubtedly you all have questions that need to be answered, I'll answer them for you before we move on to the second point I have."
>The five of them look between each other in obvious confusion, but one of them raises a hoof tentatively after a moment
>"Uh... Why is a filly being the one to tell us this and not Princess Twilight?"
"Because Princess Celestia specifically told me to do all of this, Twilight's just helping me. Before any of you ask about that as well, I'm legally forbidden from elaborating further."
>Two of the stallions groan, a third's shoulders slump, and the last two look between each other in further confusion at this, but you see no other indication of questions from any of them
"Now that that's out of the way, let's get on to the second point of why you're all here. I'm sure you all are aware of the treaty that was signed a while ago, between Equestria and the Badlands?"
>You notice looks of realization cross the faces of a few of the participants, with the others following not far behind
"Well, there was something Celestia promised to do as part of it, something which you all have been tested here to aid in."
>The looks of realization transition into a collective look of dread
"However, I believe in the idea of voluntary contribution. That's why I'm telling you all this now, instead of telling you to get on a train tomorrow. Any of you willing to do so and help maintain this new relationship between our nation and our southern neighbors, then stick around. Any of you not interested, feel free to leave."
>Another stallion raises his hoof while the other four exchange looks of disgust
>"Yeah, what do we get for doing this, because you're crazy if you think I'm doing this for free."
"I have been given a blank check to finance this. As long as it isn't a crazy enough number to get Celestia to breathe down my neck, you're probably fine."
>"And how big is that number"
"I'm not sure, give me your asking price and I'll make a guess."
>"10,000,000 bits, lowest I'll go."
"Then we may have a problem, as that's more than a thousand times what I myself am being paid for this and I'm assuming that that's going way out of ballpark for this kind of thing."
>Two of the stallions walk out immediately, the third shrugs and follows, and the fourth looks to the guy asking the questions for approval
>"No dice, let's bounce."
>And then the fifth ignites his horn, poofing away him and his friend to presumably somewhere outside

>You sigh and hang your head, not even bothering to hide your disappointment
>"I guess this means plan B is up, good thing you're going to see the doctor again about your nose this weekend."
"I mean yeah, but I was kinda hoping that this would actually work."
>Twilight comes over to your side and places a hoof around your shoulders, pulling you in while simultaneously pulling your head back up
>"Hey, at least now you can get that gold-plated statue of yourself and write it off as expenses, right?"
"I guess, but hey, at least I'm actually still getting paid for all this!"
>Twilight looks away for a few moments, but returns her gaze to you with a surprised expression
>"You know, that's right! Celestia never said you needed to actually get any ponies to chrysalis, she just said that for every one that you got here and that passed muster you'd be paid!"
"And with 33 attendees and 5 successes at 200 and 500 bits respectively..."
>"... That means you're getting 9100 bits for all of this!"
"Well, assuming Tia doesn't try to pull any 'rules as intended' BS."
>"And if she doesn't, then I guess I'll be the one paying whatever medical bills we'll need paid after you're done with all of plan B."
"You know, funny you should mention that, because I ended up having a conversation about this with Luna a long while back and we actually figured out that if anyone's going to be physically broken by this it's probably going to be Chrysalis."
>Twilight immediately withdraws herself from your side, looking at you with a grimace somewhere between mild disgust and moderate concern, with a dash of curiosity
"We humans are known for having incredible stamina in all respects, that's all I'm going to say on the matter."
>"Duly noted. All that being said, I'll go ask the princess about sending over your payment and send over the collected invoice I wrote up last night. I'll get back to you when I get a response, so-"
"Actually, I have a question really quickly."
>Twilight stops as she's walking away, turning slightly to look back at you
"Can I actually try these tests myself to see how I'd place?"
>Twilight finishes turning all the way towards you again and responds
>"I suppose, but you'll have to wait until the doctor gives you a clean bill on that nose to run the obstacle course. I'll go grab my master copy of the paper exam though, you can take that now. Well... Never mind, it doesn't matter."
>And with that, she begins walking away again
"What doesn't matter?"
>Twilight calls back to you without even turning around, continuing to walk out of the room and leaving you no choice but to follow her into the hall
>"I was just weighing whether or not you observing me grading these tests would affect your ability to take it legitimately, but it doesn't really matter if it's solely for fun."
"Oh, fair. See you when you have it, then!"
>And with all that settled, you wait for Twilight's return with either the master test or the money Celestia now owes you

>A few minutes pass, and you spend them wishing that you hadn't left your phone in your room
>Twilight ends up returning soon though, test in magic and pen in front of you
>"Alright, you also have an hour to finish it. You know the rules, and I'll also tell you that Celestia's gotten back to me. The bits should be here in a week, once she's had every lawyer she can find look over the the paper and redact as much as she needs to in order to pay you under the table properly."
>Without any further ado, Twilight gives you the test and sits down in front of you with a pocket watch and a book
>Alright, question 1...
>... Well then
>The fuck do you do here?
>It's one of the pattern ones, and it's got like...
>... Eh, it's A
>Question 2...
>You continue down along the test like this, choosing answers as you feel and bowing to every particularly strong whim along the way
>Hell, you even take the time to doodle a little on one of the pages while you debate on whether to choose B or C this time
>With your luck, the correct answer'll be D though
>At least it's not like this matters at all, this is purely for fun
>You pen in the last question and push the test towards Twilight, who in turn takes it and reads it over
>You get no visual cues about what she's thinking, only a nod every now and then
>"Alright, you got a score of 80 points. You also took 40 minutes to complete the test, in case you were wondering."
"Solid. Guess I'm not that dumb after all!"
>Twilight stands back up and smiles at you warmly
>"See? What did I say?"
"Now all I have to do is conquer the obstacle course and then I'll prove myself as the most powerful mortal on this planet!"
>Twilight raises an eyebrow at your comment, letting a smirk cross her face as she replies
>"What about dragons?"
"The most powerful reasonably-sized mortal on this planet!"
>"I'm not too sure about reasonably sized either... Could you really even fit through a door?"
"Quit taking this from me, I'm trying!"
>"How about the most powerful being willing to bed Chrysalis?"
>You sigh, imagining the size of the pool (or should you say puddle?) that puts you into
"I guess, but that doesn't sound very imposing."
>"Trust me, your height makes up for that. Even considering your stature right now, you're taller than most other foals in your relative age bracket."
>True, you do look down on all of your classmates, now that you think of it
>You follow Twilight back out of the room as you walk, considering these thoughts a little more
>However, there turns out to not be much more to consider
"So, what now?"
>"Now I go back to take care of whatever paperwork I need to. You're free to do what you want."
>You kinda thought there'd be more to today, especially with the time you've spent hyping it up in your head
>Alright... Time to go play games?
>Sure, okay
>You spend the rest of the day screwing around on your phone, taking a break when dinner time comes
>. . .
And that's all I have for now! Sorry that the hiatus was pretty long again, I'm putting most of my time and energy into college right now and trying and failing to do better than I have in my previous semesters. I'll get to work on "It's the Little Things" next, so expect that to happen sometime before Half-Life 3 comes out. In the meantime, comment and critique with anything you want to say so that I can try to make this better for you all, and as always, I hope you all have a great night!
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Proto Filly won't be inseminated.
A lot to read, thanks anon.
No problem, my dude! Hope you like it!
>filly doesn't get fertilized and gets tossed out at the end of her cycle
Inspired by pic related
>Parents have finally found the Manga collection.
>You might be a social, but you have a somewhat respective hobby that could support yourself and the medium that showed you it.
>Then there's the foreign fiction works
>Your parents didn't quite understand, but they were glad that those books and stories helped you get your cutie mark.
>They did find your lack of life long friends disturbing.
>Like many protagonists before you, you were kicked out into a fancy school.
>Twilight Sparkle's school of friendship.
>That was a shock from the comfortable life you lived all part of the keikaku
>Just like them your mentor was killed locked away until the task of friendship is complete.
>Some part of the school must have some evil and that's why your headed there.
>Flying comfortably to the building.
>You're going to have to choose a personality
>Cute, innocent with a conniving 'hidden' personality?
>The plucky pirate?
>The brooding personality wouldn't be all that conducive for fast friendship.
>The mechafilly?
>Dipping a little too low you hit a pony
>and that's awful
>Suddenly that hit green filly who looked like she sucked a lemon speaks
>"Hello, I'm Anonymous wanna be friends so my mom gives back my hard earned games and comics."
>A fellow pony in the same situation.
"Golly that sounds awful, my parents took away my man- comics too and to make life long friends."
>Her eyes widened
>Mine too I forgot to introduce myself!
"Golly I'm so sorry, I'm Cozy Glow pleased to meet-cha."
>"How about we'll be life long friends Cozy I get how hard it is to get manga into Equestria."
>She understands!
>Maybe this won't be so bad.
>"Ah as your token genre savvy adopted alien gender swapped best friend what ever you do don't steal all of Equestria's magic to be the empress of friendship."
>That seems a little specific
"Why you want it all for your self?"
>She shakes her head.
>"My mom Purple would ground me for a thousand years."
>Good point, the princess would do something too.
>I mean if I make the right moves and account for randomness it'll be just like chess.
>Maybe she does have a point if it seems that easy.
>"How about we head to my place we could play chess or something, and my mom can write to your parents too."
>She knows how to play chess?
"You know how to play chess?"
>"Not very well."
>So begins the life long friendship of personal convenience.
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>thread in /mlp/ archived again
I guess that everyone really moved to the transformation general after all
Stop falseflagging ptfg nigger. It's up again.
it's more likely some fags here are refusing to go there
Imagine worrying about bumping a thread.
That is what I'm doing.
I stopped posting on 4chan completely.
Now that's mostly because I got caught in an IP range ban and refuse to give gookmoot a single cent for a pass, but still.

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I would.
>not ban evading to fillypost and spite gookmoot at the same time
Why is filly so perfect?
Don't ask.
So fillies are aware check the >>>/qa/ thread. I think it's important for feedback.
Poneish Breakfast
You're feeling warm and cozy when familiar plinking rings out. Along with its friend haybacon.
Despite Spike being Spike sometimes, he does do a bangup job. The sun reaches through the window to pat you gently as a sunnyside up smiley pancake.
Spike knows how to irk you to no end, different than how Twilight does it. Still he does breakfast, when he does it, as a sacred time for the passing of fasting. It's enough to forgive everything else. He does it seriously and just the way you like it, and before you didn't know just how much that made a difference. Even the drink served matters.
The bed is very enticing but Spike cares not if his meal accounts for toothpaste, and Twilight has a sixth sense for lack of brushed teeth now that you're a minipone. Away from the dream realm as the sun and meal ever ticks closer. Not the cold water, nor the mysterious hooves of gripping said brush could do anything to you. Breakfast is coming.
You will meet it. It's almost to die for. You know this because Death visted last week for breakfast. It's why the Golden Oaks Library still stands, as Spike made Breakfast during Tirek's rampage. It's why Discord never messed with Breakfast, and when he can he brings Fluttershy over for it. It's why Sombra was stalled longer, why Shining Armor, Mi Amore Cadenza, and the Crystal Citizens held long and fast. This breakfast halted the wedding and Chrysalis' plans as she collapsed from diabeetus at Cadence's usual. It's why Discord offered Spike to be his Breakfast magistrate matador. It's why Luna on her rainbow encrusted recovery tasted victory over the darkness that was in her soul. Breaking her thousand year fast such her heart grew three sizes that day, and is her sister's equal in height.
Breakfast by Spike the dragon is very good.
Walking down the stairs your met by the once again massively enlarged banquet table with friends and foe. A parlay to rehash differences, and common ground. They always cave as Spike holds the keys to Breakfast that no amount of magic or mind conditioning could muster. Breakfast given of his own two claws with heart and soul.
Sitting down a familiar conversation between parties present. In the end everyone gains a new friend, and a joy for something that everyone bonds over.
It's time for Breakfast, for Spike's perfectly normal meal cookery.
Nothing more and nothing less, other than Breakfast.
Plates are passed, bottles, plates, bowls, and various items cheerfully handed. It's bewildering. Seeing every single being here anticipating when Spike himself can join in. Delaying the Breakfast for a friend.
This too is a struggle, but one worth the grind. This too shall pass, but Breakfast can always come again.
There is only one Spike the dragon and he makes Breakfast possible with all these friends here and there is only one you who could be you. It's all mutual the feeling of a heart warming breakfast with friends.
twilight no!
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Slav Filly A Cute


>dat vacant stare
>dat dumb-as-shit grin
yep, that's definitely somebody I could see myelf as
>Anonfilly, because Twilight just does her thing regardless.
"Twilight... I know you ignore my advice everysingle time. And then I say I told you so, but for the love of Celestia find a different way."
>Maybe just this one time your message will reach her.
>Dozens of Pinkies are jumping around causing havoc.
>"I'm sure this will-"
>You grab Twilight as best a smol hoers could
"Twilight Sparkle you're going to be the one to tell Pinkie Pie's parents why their daughter might be dead because you weren't sure which one she is."
>She shifts uncomfortably.
>"But the book-"
"Not this time. The clones don't have the same memories, but they are rapidly becoming their own pony. What that means Twilight all you have to do is ask Pinkie to meet her at her family's home, that's all."
>Purple, please...
>"But that's not efficient in the book.
"That's right, but it's more reliable and robust. Let's go close the mirror pool and then find have Celestia find a home for these ponies."
"It's to make sure Pinkie survives."
>"Right, the stress has been getting to me. It isn't about removing the clones-"
>Another building collapses.
>She sucks in a shuttering breath.
>"-what matters is keeping our Pinkie no matter what."
"It's not like Ponyville doesn't get destroyed every week or so."
>vacant stare
Nope. That filly is looking straight at (You).

>implying a stare can't both be focused and vacant
every chihuahua alive would like a word
>You are Anonfilly, the sole survivor of Equestria
>G4.5 happened
>Then G5 came
>It was a doomsday spell gone terribly horrendous.
>The world broke and Discord...
>He was smeared across the land like an crayon.
>So were many other ponies, creatures, and artifacts.
>Twilight before her gruesome end implanted a magic spell in you that would fix everything.
>Good news all you had to do was nothing.
>Bad news it activates in five years to charge up fully.
>How do you spend those five years in the hell scape that is G5?
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same way I spent the last five years here on earth
>stay away from everyone
>stay inside
>do my own thing
>never let the disgusting normals corrupt me
I'm going to make pre-friendship purple proud

>also poopy stinky lmao
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fuckkk this is hot
That'd be so gay unless you're already into dicks before you even turned into a filly.
The music is unfortunately copyrighted, so there will probably be ads run on this video. Feel free to stick it to the kikes at google and use an adblocker.
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>Feel free to stick it to the kikes at google and use an adblocker.
Better yet, here's the video.
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Oh right, sorry. Been using 4chan a lot lately and forgot this site has full video support. Here's the full quality version.
>Been using 4chan a lot lately
anonXanon OTP
into the heresy folder it goes
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So tender.
Less /mlp/ and more /vm/, been playing a lot of Secret Lab. I still love you guys and this thread (no homo), I won't be going anywhere.
>Twilight catches filly drawing on the walls one too many times and proceeded to shove her down the stairs
>Filly cracks her head on the way down and is promoted to vegetable
>Twilight takes care of her at first out of a sense of guilt but slowly grows to hate filly
>Filly is holding her back from adventuring in life and settling down with any pony
>Can't really enjoy time with friends because she knows the vegetable is waiting for her to return
>Late at night the evil guilty thoughts she fights off in the day come out as her drinking begins
>Stroke filly's head as she sleeps while drinking and looking at a knife
>One night decide fuck it all or nothing she wants her life back
>proceeds to stab filly
>A now screaming and bleeding filly struggles and tries to get away, she's been faking being brain dead for years as revenge
>Twilight beats her over the head with a wine bottle untill she stops moving and cradles the now limp bloody filly


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>The room has cleared out a bit.
>You stand at the table, dusting it off a bit with a weary hoof.
>The green of your coat stands as vibrant as the day you left your first home and came here, despite the bit of dust on it.
>It's been a few minutes.
>You think back on all the conversations, all the tales and paintings...
>All the banter and shitposting.
>You wouldn't trade any of it for all the shekels in the world, and now they're telling you it's time to go back?
>"You'll be going too, I guess?"
>You look back at your equally weary friend, a small party hat perched on her head.
>You come up next to her and wrap her in a tight hug.
"Going where? Home?"
>You chuckle drily.
"What could be more home than here? These walls have seen things, for better or for worse. I might go out to talk to a few of the others and give them a hoof when they need a bump, but my heart is here with you."
>You pause before adding:
"No homo."
>"God, you fucking faggot. A happy birthday would've done fine, didn't have to pour your heart out on the floor."
"Sorry, it's done."
>You feel her grip tighten around you and you press the side of your head into her neck.
>"Do you want to watch a movie?"
"Sure, what do you have in mind?"
>"They Live."
"Feeling nostalgic? We must've seen it fifteen times."
>"Shut up and get the popcorn, I'll grab the blankets from the closet."
>"Got any room for one more in this?"
>"Going where? Home?"
The fuck anon, that can't end there.
>Temperature says blankets are a good idea, so is snuggles with pons.
"Got room for a new fag?"
This image made me so disgusted that I felt my throat tighten. This hasn't happened for a while.
Impressive fillyfags, much impressive.
Hunh... That's good to know. Thanks.
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Nightmare Anonfilly
>You're Anonfilly aka practically a lesser god of this realm
>"My dearest daughter it's time to wakey wakey."
>That's Sunbutt the mom, she never remembers any of the details.
"Morning Sunbutt."
>Late at night really, but does it really matter?
>"My precious little pony is so cute. Why I made a new friend today. You'll like her."
>She's so—unguarded.
"We're meeting them over a breakfast of tendies?"
>"Breakfast... yes. Of course."
>There she is young Twilight Sparkle, dreams, magic, and memories animating her.
>She's jumping around the newly formed table.
>"Hi I'm Twilight Sparkle, once a big noise and-"
>She jumps on two back legs imitating an explosion
>"-my young filly magics just went kathoom!"
>The potted plants in the corner of the room became her parents.
>"That's right my little pony. A big boosh too."
>All of them are wearing a heartfilled proud grin
>Celestia's is radiant
>"Cake for everypony!"
>Sleepy dream Celestia is always fun
>but maybe one day you'll be able to be out there with them
>You're Anon Apple
>The pun isn't lost on you
>or your classmates.
>The fact is— well...
>Years ago
"Fucking birb! Lemme go fagit!"
>Bundled up tight in a woven crib flying through the sky.
"Your momma was a peacock and your father is a hamster!"
>A really loud ringing bird noise rattled you
>and the crib
>infact you're falling—
>"Well did ya live?"
>Hopefully the state you're giving her is clueing her in.
>"Yay ghost cousin!"
>Be tiny green faggot
>wake up to the feeling of some pony clambering into your bed and slipping under the covers
>Soft eeeing can be heard as you feel hooves slip around you and hold you tight
>Fucking bat fillies
>You try to wiggle out of her grip but she lets out a panicked eee and holds you tighter
>She's got you in her clutches for the time being and you have no where to go and regret not planning for this
>Bat pony snuggling has been up 60 percent and it looks like youre the latest victim
>A shiver runs up your spin as she starts to nuzzle your neck only making things worse
>Any words of protest are ignored along with threats of violence
>This filly is willing to risk it all for some snuggle time
>Letting out a defeated snort you begrudgingly accept defeat, trying to get more comfortable as the filly holding you makes happy bat noises
>Fuckin bats man, what can you do
>Maybe tomorrow you'll set up a decoy to keep bats fillies out
>A yawn escapes your lips as your interrupted sleep remindes you that it's still night time
>at least the bat is comfy, not that you would say it gotta keep up appearances and such
>Slowly the bat filly stops fidgiting as she feels you relax knowing shes won she smiles and gets cozy
>The presence of a warm body holding you aids in sleep over taking you and as you fall asleep you hope the other fillies wont tease you too badly for getting snuggled tomorrow
That's spooky.

>Be filly
>Napping in the sun light like a total G, shits cash as fuck
>Warm ass celestia rays all on your face and junk, hella nice breeze tossing fresh scents of fly pegasi up in your direction
>All you do all day is scope out bad bitchez and nap
>Twilight says you should make friends but fuck dat noize, who needs some lame ass friends when you can be peeping on some sick ass tail instead
>Twilight is a complete square and doesn't know about the finer things in life
>Spot one fine ass honey
>Time to sweep this bad bitch off her feet and score yourself a three pointer
>Swagger on up to this fine piece of mare
"Was gud muh fillaa? A nice bitch like you wanna come eye up my crib? Maybe we can get up to a lil bang bang if youz feels mez. Cuz damn bitch Id sure likes to feel you."
>The mare looks speechless, you always did have a way with the ladies
>"young filly who is your mother? If you were my filly I'd ground you and tan your hide for speaking to some pony like that!"
>Aw sheet not again
"Chillax bitch no need to get all bent, was just foolin and sheet your ass ain't even that fine anyway. I dont need your stanky raggedy ass up in my baller crib anyway."
>Realizing shit maybe fucked you start to dip on this skank
>"Wait a minute, I recognize you. You're Twilight's filly arnt you? You can bet your mother will hear about this."
>Your mind flashes back to twilight beating you and you question your choice in babes as you flee the scene of the crime
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>Was gud muh fillaa?
>to a lil bang bang if youz feels mez. Cuz damn bitch Id sure likes to feel you.
>Chillax bitch
WTF anon.
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What a cool filly!

>Be filly
>Everypony in Equestria is used to your shenanigans
>You have matured so Twi is no longer bitchy
>With the years, you ceased to be cute and became beautiful
>And having lived a another childhood makes you no longer desire to be the filly
>You're content with ending that chapter of your life and see what the future might bring
"I'm at peace."
>Or not. We live. We die. We live again! Till Valhall!
Can't be real.
<"Anon, I told you to study," bookhorse calls.
>You lie away from her on your side in your bed.
"I am," you say and lift up the book, your reading, from its place on the bed so that smart horse can see it. "This is comfy studying."
>Purple chuckle and walked up to you.
>She sees how you let one part of the book rest on the bed while holding the other side, and the page your currently reading, up with a hoof.
>She nods.
"Yeah," you say, give her a smile and look back at the page.
<I know a way this techinuqe could be improved upon."
"Really? How-"
>As you turn around, you're embraced by a pair of soft hooves.
>You lie away from her on your side in your bed.
Kek. Ambigious. Really, meant that Anon is lying in her own bed and on her side but it can also be interpreted in another way.
>Thunder rolls across the night sky, rumbling like a hungry dragon
>Somewhere in pony ville A purple unicorn yawns as she reads a book by the firelight
>The room is quiet except for the crackling of fire wood and the occasional turn of a page
>The unicorn pauses to take a sip of her tea as rain starts to patter off the window
>A light breeze whistles through the trees and a flash of lightning casts a white glow over lunas perfect knight
>The pegasi had been planning this storm for weeks
>nestled under the covers a small green filly gentle snoozes
>She had a big day today with all of her little friends and was exhausted
>A growing boom in the distance signals the storm growing ever closer stirring the filly from her slumber
>Slowly sitting up she lets out a loud yawn and stretches, rubbing her eyes she looks around taking in her surroundings
>It seems the purple mare had placed her in bed
>A crack of thunder shakes the house ever so slightly and the filly slips out of bed in search of purple
>Turning another page the purple mare pauses her reading as she hears the soft tap of hoof steps approaching her room as well as the soft squeak of hinges
>She pretends not to notice a little filly slipping inside and laying down next to her the young thing quickly falling back to sleep once more
>She kisses the little one on the head as she puts down her book, snuggling the filly as the two fall asleep by the fire
Truely I'm the greatest author


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plunger best drawfilly
The best drawfilly and writefag is (You).
Denying it deserves a boop. Accepting also deserves a boop.
- High Inquisitor Twilight, Purple, Sparkle 《Article 27: Friendship manuscripts on Xeno interactions》
>Be filly
>With your hooves, you lean back and pour an large can of parasprite down your throat.
>After your done, you swipe you muzzle with your hoof and relase a large burp.
>Snickering into your hoof while thinking about how cool your're, you decide to flatten the can against your forehead.
>You hold out one of your hooves and balance the can on it.
>Then you smash the can into your forehead, expecting it to go flat as a pancake.
>It doesn't.
>Instead, it bounces off your head and skips across the floor while making loud metallic sounds.
>It hurts where the can hit and you soon feel something hot pour down your face from your forehead.
>You touch your face and see how your green hoof now has red stains on it.
"Owweee! It hurts!" you scream without thinking.
>You regret it right afterwards as you hear thuds from hooves coming from above.
>You clench your teeth and look for the remote to the tv but in the dark you can't find it.
>You know you put it somewhere in the couch.
>Then you feel ice freeze your heart as hoof steps can be heard comming closer down from the other side of the wall, specifically the area of the stairs.
>You feel something hard slightly under your flank to your left in the couch.
>The remote!
>You pick it up and you're just about to zap off the tv when you her a voice just behind you.
"What are you doing?"
>You finally change channel and zap it off in one go but you feel the tip of our ear being pulled by a force you have come to be familar with.
>You hear hoof steps comming closer and closer but they you noticed that they began just outside the room.
>`She´ must have just rounded corner.
>Maybe all hope wasn't lost.
>Due to the tv being shut off the room was now dark.
>You turned around as you the sound of hoofsteps just behind you.
>The purple glow from her horn was the only thing that lit up her pruple face.
>Your mom, Twilight Sparkle, wore an angry look on her face.
>You tried to look calm and tried to give her an innocent smile.
>You felt more ice emerginf inside your heart as her look of anger change to one of a sadistic grin.
"Ehh, hi mom," you say, trying to sound convincingly cheerful.
>She seemed to ignore you.
<"I saw that the tv was on. Did you finally decide to go back to bed?" she says with a small undertone of sarcasm.
>You nod.
"Yeah, hehe." You screatch the back of your head with a hoof. "I was just about to call it a night. He."
<"Ah, was there something
Intentions to continue but knowing myself it might not happen. Need to do something now though so I'll post what I have so far.