>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?
Stories:https://docs.google.com/document/d/1BP6aPchH3lGIRdzd78IWykMCXuKLrNABi6bxZGVTy9c/edit>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'm bored, give me wacky/absurd scenario to draw Anonfilly in.
Filly has her back hoof stuckin a knotted rope under a now unpiloted hot air balloon
that look says "I know I'm here for shitting in your bed, but I'm going to do it again just to spite you"
He's a spoiled faggot after all.
Whaddup motherfuckers, it's been fucking months again but I have a break from college where I can actually write for fun again! Anyway, It's the Little Things is the story I'm updating so...
>Where we last left off, Astra handled Parent-Teacher Night for Anon and met Cheerilee for the first time!
>The parasitic alien mare was able to navigate the conversation well though, if coming off as quite standoffish and business oriented against the normally quite friendly and open school teacher
Anyway, let's see what happens in this episode!
>Resident faggot turned small horse turned parasite
>You're on your way home from school, thinking about what's supposed to happen at work today
>Rumors have been going around that you're getting a raise, and you're betting it's happening today
>If not, then whatever
>You're not making money to sustain yourself, you're making money for shits and giggles
>Verdant Strain is purely a means to an end
>Well, until it gets to the time when you're supposed to look like her forever
>Then Verdant Strain just becomes Anonymous
>Anyway, you get home and start fucking around like you normally do nowadays
>If nobody comes knocking, then you just get a book and wait until you need to go to work
>Around the time you leave, the resident parasite turned pony shows up
"Howdy, how was your day?"
"The usual kind of horrid, or a new kind?"
>"A̷̩̅ ̸͉̀n̴͕͊ē̴͚w̴̫̒ ̶͇͗k̸̬̀i̴̬͌n̷̼̅d̸̤̕,̶̺̇ ̶̮̆i̵̲͛f̶̢̉ ̷̺́ȳ̷̩o̴̖͝u̴͕͛ ̷̞̈́c̶͇̄ã̵͍n̸̳̊ ̷̛̞b̴̧̛e̸̜͂l̶̡̏i̷̡͂e̵͜͝v̷̡͘ẻ̵͙ ̸̗̌i̵̱͌ṯ̷̛.̸͖̈́ ̸̨͘G̸̦̾e̶͈͂t̷̢͘ ̶͍̇t̵́ͅȟ̸̨ỉ̵͕s̶̝̍,̸̪̍ ̷͙̍t̴̛̮h̴͔̚ë̸̞́ ̵̀͜p̵̜̄u̸͓͐r̵͙̐p̸̧͠l̸͓̿e̴͇͐ ̸͕̍ö̴̳́n̶͚̓e̴̺͊ ̷͈̍h̵̳͐a̵̢͆š̷̰ ̶̥̋ḏ̴͛e̷̠̓c̶̰̆i̴̙̓d̵̬̽e̶̻͋d̸̮͊ ̷̥͠t̶̗̍o̷̙̓ ̴͔͆b̵͔͛r̶̺̓ï̸̭ṋ̷̃g̸̛̯ ̴͇̓h̸̙̾ê̷͍r̸͈͊ ̸̹͘o̷̻͂v̷̧͒e̷̻̾r̴̼͗l̷̪̉ó̶͔ř̸̢d̵͍̕ ̴͕̀i̵̻̓n̴̘͛t̵̙͋ǫ̷̑ ̴͓̔t̶͇̿h̷̬͊ï̶̗s̶͚̄ ̴͎̈n̸̢̈́ȍ̴̪w̵̞̆!̶̟͘"
"Celestia's coming to see you?"
>"N̴̖̑o̶̝̕t̵̹̾ ̸̙͌ň̴͕o̸̗͠w̷̦̔,̶̮̐ ̶͙͘s̸̖̿o̷͙͋m̸͇͆ę̶̾t̸̺̎h̷̭̀î̴̪n̸̬͐g̵̦̓ ̶̟̕t̴̟̀ö̷͕́ ̸̮̎d̵̳̑o̷̫̍ ̵̪̿w̶̛̲i̸͖̋ț̵͛h̶̹͠ ̷̦̃t̴̜͠h̸̛̫e̴̹͊ ̸͈̃w̸̡͠i̷͚̓n̶̠̎ṭ̴͋ḛ̸̏r̷̹̾ ̴̩͌s̵̤̄o̶͓̽l̴̻͋s̶͍̏t̶͖͌i̸͚̽c̶̢͒ḙ̸̊ ̷͉͊ò̴̮ȑ̴͔ ̶̪͠w̷͖̄h̷͔͝a̵͍͛t̷̨͝ḛ̴͌ṽ̵͕e̵̹͆r̴͕̉ ̸́͜c̷̠̎ë̴̡l̵͙͋ḙ̶̑b̶͖̀r̸̗͝a̴̦͆t̴̗͂ī̶͖o̷͕͠n̸̛̲ ̸̞̃y̶͍̆ö̵̡́ų̴͝ ̸͖͗h̶͉̐ä̵̪́v̶͖̑e̴͍͝ ̵̥̒f̶͎̆ő̵͖r̶̝̎ ̵͎̌í̷̤t̵̜͒.̴̤͑"
>Oh yeah, Hearth's Warming is coming up
>Good thing Astra doesn't expect a gift!
"You still have a month, you're fine."
>"Í̵̭m̴̡̉à̵̠g̸̛̼i̸̞̚ñ̴͎e̵̾ͅ ̸̤͗s̶̬̓o̶̰̓m̶͙̑e̶͙͝o̶̥̒ń̵͔e̴͚͛ ̵̯̍t̵͚̆o̴̡̕l̶̲̀d̷̙͊ ̸̣̓y̶̪̽ǒ̵͙u̵͉̿ ̶̣̊t̶̘͠ḩ̵̎ǎ̷̙t̵͑͜ ̵̼̄ỵ̶͒ŏ̷͔ũ̸͓ ̵̛̫o̶̥͂n̷̍͜ḽ̷̑ȳ̴̻ ̶̖͋h̴͇̍ạ̴̅v̵̩́e̸͍͆ ̴̹͌a̸̗̾ ̷͖̚m̸͜͠ǐ̷̘n̸͓̆u̸̫͊ṫ̷̜e̴̯͘ ̷̛̲û̴̼n̶̢̅t̷̮̚į̸͆l̸̩̕ ̴̮͊y̴̝̾ơ̴̻u̵̖̓ ̴̙̃f̴̩̂å̵ͅć̶̞ȅ̴̫ ̴͚̈a̷̛̮n̸̺̑ñ̷̳i̸̧͘h̵̗̒ĩ̷̺l̷͉̑ã̷̬t̷̟̀i̷͓̇o̶͈̎n̷̬̈.̷͇͆"
"She's not gonna kill you, you've come too far for that to happen!"
>"Y̶̲͐e̴̻̽t̶͖͒ ̶̻̽w̴̖̑e̶͉̒ ̸͇̄h̷̰́a̴̩͐v̵͉̅e̷͇͆n̷̥͌'̷̡͐t̵͖́ ̸̠̽m̴̥̓a̴͖̽n̵̨̉å̴͔g̸͎̏e̵̛͉d̸̬̈́ ̷̍ͅẗ̷̺́ò̵͚ ̶͎̏d̵͉̊i̵͝ͅs̵͇̅p̴̞͂ŏ̸͕s̷̹̀e̸̞̋ ̸̭͛o̴̧͝f̶̩̎ ̵̫͗t̶̟̓h̵̹͆e̴̹͋ ̸̱̈́p̴̳̕ȕ̶̢r̵̥̈p̷͇̀l̵͙͆e̶̛̪ ̶͎̽ö̷̻́ń̸̮ȩ̶̄!̷͓͛ ̸̬̎H̵̳̏ò̸̮ẅ̶͚́ ̶̺̄a̸͍̕r̴̨͛ḙ̴̎ ̵͈͝ẅ̷̦́e̴͚͛ ̷̙͑s̷̛̻ū̴̼p̸̝͌p̸̣̏ǒ̸̗s̴̺͋e̵̱̎d̶̬́ ̸͉̕t̷͈͝ó̸̳ ̵̦̃f̵̮̀e̷̥̍ĭ̸͈g̴͎̎ṇ̵̍ ̵̨̂s̴̭͠ủ̴̻c̵̩̔c̷͉͑e̸̞͠s̴̲͝š̶̨ ̶̬̋a̴͙͋n̵͎̏d̷̠̑ ̵̱͝s̶̖͝u̵͍̽ṛ̸̀v̸̝̄i̷̙̕v̴̜̕é̴͖ ̶̫̈u̸̙̍n̴̤͛l̸͔͠e̴̤͋s̴͚̕s̴̥̚ ̶̦͆w̷̠͠e̴̫͐ ̶̤͝c̷͔̓ỏ̴͕ņ̴̌t̷̖̉r̵̀͜o̸̧͘l̴͓̑ ̶̡͂t̷̤͋ḧ̷̻́e̷͈͗ ̸̹̏m̴̫͗e̷͓̊ḁ̸̂ṇ̷̌s̴̖̕ ̷̰́ô̷̮f̸̢̏ ̷͈̈́o̶̘͂u̸̲̇r̴̮̽ ̸͍̈s̷̡̓u̶͍͑r̴̪̍v̸̜͑i̶͔̇v̴̙͋ą̸̄l̵͔̽?̵̯͗"
"One, you're not killing Twilight because that's the wrong thing to do. Two, you're not killing Twilight because doing so would definitely get Celestia to kill you. Three, you're not killing Twilight because she knows everything there is to know about you and she has a very good habit of preparing for literally every eventuality. Four, that's not what I meant by you coming too far."
>You feel a slight ping of confusion from Astra's general direction, followed by a long silence
>After the silence concludes, it does so through an echoing psychic screech that you're pretty sure Pinkie could've "heard"
>"T̷̘͑ö̶͙́ ̴̘͑t̶͙́ẖ̶͐ì̶͈n̵̖͛k̵͉̂,̷͓͝ ̸͈̈́a̵̤̕l̵̪̉l̶̻͐ ̷͚̈́ț̴̒h̵͖́ï̶̳s̴̱̽ ̶͙̀ţ̷͆i̴̇ͅm̶̛̙e̶̡͑ ̸̙̈W̵̓ͅẺ̸̮ ̵̇͜h̴͓͑a̵͙͊v̶̾ͅe̶͆͜ ̸̙̓b̵̡̅e̴͙̓é̸͙n̶̗̋ ̸̢̋ť̶͚h̸̛̙e̶̪̅ ̸̓ͅo̷̧̕n̵̗̾ȩ̶̈́ ̴̝̇p̶̰̽l̸͎̃a̵̛ͅy̵͖̾ẹ̶͆d̴͇̓ ̸̻͐f̷̹̃o̸͙͐r̶̲̆ ̵͔̎f̴̩͒o̶͎̔o̵̪͘ľ̷̢s̶̽ͅ!̸͌ͅ ̴̯̈T̷̮̏h̷̭͐e̷̫͝ ̵̦̀Ỉ̷͔N̶̺͋S̸͍͆O̷͈͛L̴̤̈́E̵̢̊N̴͔͒C̴̤̊E̶̚ͅ!̵̠́ ̸̹̈́D̴̞͐Ò̸̼ ̸̙̀T̷͍̂H̷͔̒Ȩ̴͛Ỷ̷̩ ̶̼͠N̵̜̕Ó̸͉T̸̺̄ ̶̜̓K̶̠̇N̶̡̛Ō̶̹Ẃ̶̥ ̶͓̐W̷̬̑H̴͇͘Ő̴͕ ̵͎͒W̶͈̿E̸͎͆ ̶̦̇A̷̭̿Ṟ̸̚Ȅ̸̝!̸͓͒?̶̣̑"
"That's the thing, Twilight knows exactly who you are and that's exactly why she's managed to do this."
>Another screech is telegraphed into your mind, followed by a wave of resignation
>Knowing better than to get in the way of Astra's tantrums, you instead opt to check the time
>>345605>Oh, shit, you need to leave!
"I'm just gonna let you sort through the rest of this yourself, feel free to call me if you need me though. I'm off to work!">You run out the door mid-transformation as Astra dejectedly lifts a tendril to wave you off>Thanks to your infinite stamina, you manage to make it to the train station with a minute to spare!>Alright, punch in, and get to work!>Right on time in multiple ways, it seems, as another train rolls into the station right as you take your place>You and your team crack open the cargo hold of the car before you, breaking it up into sections for you all to handle>In particular, you get stuck with the heaviest looking section (as usual, by now)>Oh well, you've never been bested by cargo yet!>And by that you mean that you haven't had to ask for help, cargo has definitely bested you at times>Particularly an unexpectedly heavy bag that you chipped a tooth trying to lift up>Good thing tooth chips are small and don't draw much attention when they suddenly "get cleaned up" or "get fixed at the dentist's">Either way, you're not letting yourself get beaten by boxes and bags and you're intent on keeping it that way!>Oh good, this flashback has lasted long enough for you to clear out your part>Now we just wait for the next load to show up!>And while you sit and watch the clock, one of your coworkers walks up to you>A cream mare by the name of Fork Lift, somepony you've become loose friends with>"So, Verde, how are you tonight?"
"Oh you know, same stuff different day. You?">"Not much. Wanna know something kind of interesting that I saw today?"
"Do tell!">"Well, I was going out to run some errands this afternoon and I thought I saw you on the way, but it was just some filly. The odd thing about her though was that she was the spitting image of you!">Well, this was bound to happen at some point>Luckily, you've thought about this for ages with your infinite wakefulness and steadily growing paranoia regarding your condition!>Unfortunately, your growing desire to test your abilities has lead you to a solution that may backfire horribly>Who are you to shy away from a challenge, though?
"Yeah, I have a little sister.">"Really? That seems like something that would come up more often, if you ask me."
"Yeah, but she's really good at staying under the radar and when she can't, I'm not the kind of pony to air out her dirty laundry in public.">"Wow, I wish you had been my sister. Mine wouldn't hesitate to say anything and everything about my screwups back when I still lived with them, but that's a story for another day."
"Agreed. On an unrelated note, I think that's the load coming over.">You gesture towards an incoming trolley full of luggage>"Yeah, we should probably get to that. Pick this up again later?"
"Sure.">Now with a purpose again, both you and Fork Lift get back to your jobs>And that's how the shift for tonight goes>Load something, chat for a while, unload something, chat some more, and so on>Finally, your shift closes off about an hour before the sun rises>Punch out, and go home>You would feel exhausted were you a normal pony, but again, infinite stamina>Once you finish your leisurely stroll home, you find Astra not having moved from its usual perch of choice>"A̴̧̓n̸͙̋d̷̞̋ ̶̎͜h̴̟́o̸̧͝w̴̭͗ ̸͍̈w̵̖̒a̴͎̓s̴̻͑ ̵̣̋ý̶̮o̵̘͊u̷̟͒ȓ̵͚ ̸̤̄ń̸̥i̵͒͜g̵̰̚h̸͎͋t̴͐ͅ ̵̞̔o̸̮̒f̴͕͋ ̶̲̿p̷̜͗u̴̦͋s̵̹̑h̴̞̓ḯ̷̘n̷͇̍g̴̢͊ ̸̉͜b̶̨̕ȏ̶͔x̴̙̀e̶̦͘s̵̬͒?̸̖̾"
"Not bad, glad to see that you've gotten over your feelings from earlier.">You get no response besides a dejected grumble>You'll take that as a 'no'
"By the way, I suppose I should tell you that I made some plans with a work friend for next week and she thinks that I have a sister-">"Ẃ̵̯e̶̪̓ ̵̣̐a̷̭̽r̶͈̍e̶͓̋ṅ̷͖'̶͖̒t̸̨̎ ̴̙̊c̷̬̐ọ̷̄v̴̹̈́ē̸̥r̶̜͆ĩ̵͖n̴̬͑g̸̪͋ ̴̤̌f̶̪̎o̴̯͆r̶̪͊ ̴̱̌y̵͈̆o̷̦͆ú̵̩r̶̗̍ ̷̻͌m̸͖̓i̵̮͊s̷̭͝ẗ̶̲a̶̟͠k̶͈͝è̵̢.̸̰̂"
"-not that I expected you to. Anyway, just letting you know so you don't blow my cover.">"A̴̛͕n̴͚͌d̴͓̎ ̷̗̐h̴͉̉o̷̻͠ẃ̵̬ ̷̣̉ḑ̴̆ȍ̷̯ ̶̦͘y̴͍̌o̵͆͜u̸͈̚ ̶͎̑ë̷̫́x̸̲̏p̸͜͝ẹ̸̏c̷̝͘t̵̯̅ ̷̦̈́t̷͔̐ǫ̸̾ ̴̜͒h̶͉͑o̴̻̅l̴̡͛ḓ̷͗ ̴͖̎t̵̻̕h̵̯͝i̴̛͍s̶̺̊ ̸̥̓l̶̬̐i̶̢̾e̶̡̍ ̸͈̀t̵͇͑o̴̘͑g̷͙̿e̸̦͋ț̷̈h̴̙̓e̴̢̔r̵̥͝?̵͉̊"
"Simple. I use a power that I know I have thanks to you to create a duplicate of myself to play the part!"
>>345606>You see the amorphous form on the couch begin to congeal together into two separate blobs, both of them solidifying into a pony form>Astra's now two bodies slip off the couch together and walk to either side of you, staring you down intently as they move in perfect synchronization>"Looking to master more of your body, are you?" the right body purrs>"But we're not sure if you can handle it yet." the left chides in response>"You haven't learned to think as we have, the sum total of billions of minds in one or more bodies." the right elaborates>"And yet... You have managed to get this far through our guidance." the left debates>Both Astras begin to circle you deliberately, looking you up and down as they move and seemingly daring you to move yourself>After a few more tense moments, both bodies slide together and reshape themselves back into one Astra>"We will help you to learn this as best you can, but we will not guarantee you success. It is... Rare for a condition like yours to arise, and rarer still that one such as you gets full mastery of their form without doing what's necessary to make these attributes work for them. However, this world has so far spat in the face of everything we thought we knew, so you very well may be able to."
"So you'll help me?">"Yes. If, of course, you help me survive this 'Celestia' being and its visit to us."
"Like I said before, you'll be fine!">"The purple one showed me correspondence that directly contradicts your statement. I know that this Celestia will be actively searching for any opportunity to smite me where I stand, and I will not allow myself to exist purely at the mercy of a being that desires only my destruction!">You sigh, realizing that she- it- has a point>Celestia would absolutely destroy Astra without a second thought, all she would need is even the slightest reason>Hmmmmmm...>...Well, it's a stupid idea but those are usually pretty good for duct-tape solutions
"Okay, so how about when she gets here, you hide a small piece of yourself inside me. That way, if Celestia decides that you deserve death, you won't entirely die?">"That... That is a monumentally stupid idea. What if the purple one or the tumor opts to sell us out, seeking favor or fortune?"
"I don't know, I throw Pinkie under the bus as a nuclear option? It's not like Celestia's going to just disintegrate one of the ponies in charge of wielding the only thing keeping this country held together sometimes, so maybe it'll force her into some kind of stalemate where she doesn't nuke me because then she'd have to nuke Ponk?">Astra slumps as her form begins degrading, melting under the strain of its impending doom>"We are doomed if that is the best idea that either of us has... It has been, as you would say, fun, in a way, knowning you."
"Hold off on that for now, we still don't know if she's actually going to kill you or not. We have a contingency that nobody else knows about, and if all else fails we have a backup plan. Let's just stay calm, and if we get any better ideas we'll put those plans into action as well. Nobody's dying if I can help it, and I certainly can't not
help it.">Astra sighs, recombining itself into some semblance of a pony>"I have run through every plan I can think of, yet I cannot think of anything. I, the ultimate lifeform, have been pushed so far out of my depth by these... I̸̧͘ṋ̶̾f̶̺̆e̷͕͊r̴͉͝i̷̱̽o̷͖̿r̸̞͝s̵͚̄!̴̳͗">You put a hoof on her-its shoulder and bring it-her face around to yours
"Now isn't the time to be angry, we still have a while. Let's just stay calm and see what happens, we could find out something incredibly helpful in the coming days!">Be Astra>Anonymous is weirdly persistent here, maybe it's simply her one-minded drive to evade death>Maybe she does know something you don't though, however unlikely it may be>Either way, you will take your final burden up with as much strength as you may give so that you may hopefully leave a worthy successor should you perish anyway>Anonymous will learn to inhabit multiple bodies, and ou will do whatever is necessary to ensure that it happens properly!>You may come to an end, but your legacy will live on through...>... Through your child.
And that's all I wrote, next time you hear from me will probably be in a couple months at the least since I'm finally moving towards what I want to do in life. Anyway, until then I wish you all the best and I hope you enjoyed another craptastic bout of verbal diarrhea from one of the writers of all time!
And ponepaste is being weird on me and not letting me post this new addendum. Any techfags care to fill me in, because I haven't touched it in, again, literal months and since then apparently things need to be tagged but when I try to tag them nothing sticks? That, and all of my pastes are listed as "1000/1000kb" and I have no idea what that means because all the file sizes are drastically under that in the .txt files I have on my computer.
I'll read the update in a day or two, maybe a week. Fuck I'm exhausted, just didn't want to leave you without saying anything. Good luck in life filly, hope everything goes well.
Oh right, to end a tag put a comma in the tag field I think
Thank you very much, Lone! It's nice seeing you again, and I hope all's going well in your life and whatever's made you this exhausted passes quickly, if not already. Godspeed, man!
I hope so too, not sure it will for a while though. Thank you for the well wishes though
What are they for, then? Living a normal happy childhood? Quit being a faggot and stick your penis deep inside that green pussy, nigger.
Not a shill, but someone on /mlp/ is making an anonfilly 4cc jersey if any of you want to snag one. https://ko-fi.com/s/6fc1b206f1
Correct, She is for sexual. >>346120
Looks Good, too bad that would reveal my power level though.
Nice plushie. What's the building in the background? It's beautiful.
I Want to cum into the Republic of Anonfilly.
what a nice image, too bad the diaper ruins it
nah, filly's like the human equivalent of 8-12
definitely old enough to not be in diapers
nah, that age-regressed rarity clone is definitely not our favorite filly-fied faggot. Besides, it's anonfilly
, not anonfoal
Reminder that even if Filly is a slut, she's not for sexual.
You should clean your room bucko
it'll give you an advantage.
Then we'll play a little game.
Done?GET READY FOR EQUESTRIAN 400 FAMILY EDITION, INTO THE FILLY! Spin that wheel to see what misplaced item goes where!
>>347234>INTO THE FILLY! Spin that wheel to see what misplaced item goes where!
faggot must spin the wheel.
>>347229>not having the decency to at least keep your room orderly
the odd smell or layer of dust is fine, but holy shit that's how you get bugs, and not the fun kind that just want some good loving!
>Geez, I hope I go to Equestria and get a marefriend when I die!
Found this filler. Brought her home.
>I heard that the Trotcon vendors were told to watch out for Anonfilly, stating that she's a "dogwhistle for Qanon". It gave me a laugh.
i now want a "Qanonfilly" that is a "vuvuzela for Qanon"
What songs does she play with those /mlpol/?
Just buy a 4chan pass. It worked for me and it's just a little bit of money that you do nothing else with anyway.
Do it for her man.
Didn't gookmoot already get exposed for selling people's info twice in just the past three years alone?
There's no way in fuck that I'd expose my dox to them or the trannyjannies that've already been shown to be installed activists.
Just kidding. I thought I'd jerk your chains.
those captchas are ass, first you have to use the little scroll bar at the bottom to actually find the letters before you can type them in
I love filly but a insectoid filly is hateful.
I'm going to stick it in her silkhole and there's nothing you can do to stop me.
Video creator "Vertigo Politix"
He even featured Aryanne in a similar fashion once, the /mlpol/ flag with the pink heart and friendship-windmill in another.Funny enough, I was just thinking about him earlier today.
He said that the divide between Pagans and Christians will probably be a challenge so massive for the new-right, that it could ultimately destroy it.
>>349588>He even featured Aryanne in a similar fashion once
Yes, I have to clip that video.
Holy shit, you guys. I desperately wanna impregnate anonfilly so fucking much. I was to shove my cock so deep inside of her vaginal cavity that my bell end kisses her cervix. I was to sway back and forth wet and raw as her desperation for my human cock overwhelmes her and she spashes little filly girlcum all over my balls and knees. The sheer pleasure of providing such a beautiful and lovable filly with such a satisfying orgasm would result in my blasting my potent seed into her womb and my sperm would attack her egg cells while she screams my name. We'll then raise a beautiful family together. This is my dream.
VP was an OG, he had lots of good videos and they're all worth saving.
Filly can't help herself.
It's never rape if the filly is willing
What about statutory rape though?
filly's also mentally mature enough to handle the consequences of sex, so statutory shouldn't matter
filly's a 20-30 year old man in a miniscule horse's body, I think the mental state wouldn't change too much at that point.
*20-30 year old severely autistic man with the mental maturity of a toddler
but if (you) are the filly, then are you both saying that you aren't mentally mature?
Trust me, anons know what they are talking about.
>Anonfilly Wants To Know What A Horn's Made Of 
>Another day in Equestria
>Be the filly with a question that needs to be answered
>Which you can ask if this lecture ever ends
>"So is it getting through to you now how dangerous that was? Or if I thought Discord gave you as a gift and you were left as a life-sized filly lawn gnome?"
>This speech would probably be more effective if it were coming from someone other than yourself
>The you that's the original, purple found out cloning was hard
>Apparently the other you was worried at some point
>Though some ponies were talking about him yelling at the sun again before actually helping you
"A pony would've reported me to someone, they don't take lewd statues lightly here."
>"And whose fault is that? Especially after the quesadillas?"
>You still hate when not-you is right
>Especially because he thinks exactly like you do
"Point is that you should've let me have the trout, faggot."
>"Not when you act like that, and you know that's not the point. Just- fine, go fuck off until I think of a way to actually get through to you."
>Hah, you won the stall-out of stubbornness
>That means freedom to go bother purple about your forehead protrusion
>Bookhoers knows about being a pony and should have a surface level knowledge on what exactly a horn is made of
>You arrive at the castle after a long run-turned-walk
>Running still sucks, no matter the number of legs
>You knock on the large crystalline door
>It takes a moment before the biggest beta you know opens it
"Ey, Spike! What's up? I'm here to talk to-"
>"Sorry 'Non, Twilight said to tell you that she's not helping you find more poison joke."
>Damn, there goes those future plans
>But that's not what you're here for this time
>You're here to learn something important, something vital
"It's not that, but I do have a question for her. Fate of Equestria may depend on the answer."
>Spike gives you a flat look, like the one you'd give to a child who's obviously lying but it's more effort than it's worth to confront them about it
>"She's in the library. Seriously, don't ask about the poison joke."
"Yeah, yeah, whatever you gem-munching fag."
>He opens the door more so that you can squeeze in
>You immediately start for the library
>This place seems almost nostalgic, back from your first few days here
>Back when the current pony-you wasn't made yet and had just gotten here, Twi wanted to study you
>And again when Twilight gave you pony-lessons and magic lessons after her cloning failure
>You reach her personal library door, and find it closed shut
>Usually a sign that whatever she's trying to research, she's deep into it
>A perfect time to yell for her loudly while walking in
"OH TWILIGHT! I NEED SOME HELP FROM THE PRINCESS OF FRIENDSHIP!"
>You walk in to see the mare stumble off a stepping stool while letting out a pained cry
>She quickly gets up, and shoots you a glare
>"Spike should've told you that I'm-"
"Not helping me find poison joke. Yeah, I've heard. I just have a question, a very important question that I need you to answer. Purely academic."
>Twilight gives you a shocked look
>"You... have an academic question? For me? You're the same Anon that slept through all of my lectures on how to be a pony, and you have a question?"
"Yeah, don't get your tail in a twist. It's been bothering me, what exactly is a unicorn horn made of?"
>Her face lights up in a way you've only seen just before your lessons
>"I thought you'd never ask such an important and scholarly question! It's quite simple, I just need to get a couple of my bio-sorcery books from the other shelf and we can get started!"
>This might have been a mistake
>"To start you off, what do you know about our horns?"
"That I traded my lower horn for this one, and that it makes magic."
>She completely ignores your joke while levitating a few books from the shelves
>"They don't make magic, they harness it from a nearby gland. Now, do you have any theories on what they're made of?"
"Bone, maybe? Or a solid chunk of hair like a buffalo?"
>"Neither, it's a completely different structure completely!"
>Her voice pitches up in enthusiasm as she finds the book she was looking for. "Basic Pony Physiology - Second Edition"
>Opening it up, she points at a diagram of a unicorn head with a label on the horn
"...Alicorn? Isn't that what you and Lulu are?"
>"Well, yes, but it was discovered by Starswirl the Bearded that horns were in fact not bone but a highly conductive bonelike material that had a plethora of nerve-endings that could not sense pain. He named the material after the princesses to honor their strength and sensitivity. Also, that's Princess Luna to you, not Lulu."
"Huh. The more you know. Now, second question."
>Twilight stamps her hooves in a sort of clapping of excitement
"Where's Discord, I have an idea-"
>Her smile immediately drops, and her horn lights up
>You hear a pop, and you blink to find yourself right outside your house
"C'mon! That whole thing was weeks ago!"
>It was worth a shot anyway
>You hear the human Anon inside
>"Oh, sounds like she's back. Wait here, I'll get her for you."
>He opens the door and looks at you with a smile
>Oh fuck you know that smile, that's your I've-Already-Won shit-eating grin special
"What did you do?"
>"I found a way to get through to you."
>Damn, forgot about that
>It's getting late, so maybe it's something quick
>Neither of you like to miss bedtime
>You walk in the door only to have that hope crushed
>Three fillies, three sleeping bags, and your own markless ass
"Oh, hey girls, what's up?"
>Your attempt at a calm, collected voice comes out as a shaky, nervous one
>You really hope they don't say what you think they're going to say
>Sweetie Belle confirms your worst thoughts
>"Mr. Anon said we could have a sleepover! Isn't that great, Nonny?"
>You quietly swear an even deeper oath of vengeance upon Anon for this
bookmarked for later reading
Are all of the fillyfrens gone?
Thank you all for being less gay than Fluffy Ponies.
Fluffy Ponies is about fetishizing the abuse of hamsters, ponies, and small children at the same time.
It's like if you took a child's sudden hatred of Barney The Dinosaur the second he becomes too old for it and made it creepy, because there are adults who write this shit about a world ruined by cutesy talking animals who "deserve" all the abuse they get and more except when they don't.
Sometimes the little monsters fuck or get fucked.
Compared to that, fantasizing about being a cute little girl horse is straight and normal.
>>351750>hey you pack of degenerates, I don't browse or post in your thread ever but I decided to post in your thread to let you know that I consider you less degenerate than other things I consider degenerate, also here is my unsolicited opinion on something completely unrelated to the thread
Great contribution as always, Nigel.
Any time! Let me know if there's ever a good Anonfilly game.
Still here, busy with classes and feeling drained as fuck. Just realized a few weeks ago the last time I wrote anything for mlpol was over a year ago, feelsbadmare.
A green will be greatly appreciated.
still lurking, still planning on doing more, still suffering from college and mental health problems
I'll do it soon(TM) if you spitball me an idea or two, feeling low on those.Main restriction is no lewd.
Same here, it must be sorcery.
Huh, but why is filly sad?
The horn is a plastic fake.
Okay, it was that simple, huh? Very cute though.
you now remember that we have ponemojy
What are we gonna do on the cloud, Princess?
Drinking, listening to cave story music and feeling nostalgic. I wouldn't put on the name except for old time's sake, remember when I was a little namefagging piece of shit all the time? Where do the days go... anyways, I hope you all are doing well. I still check up on the /mlp/ filly thread, though I've consistently fallen a few days behind as of late. It never really captured the same vibe as this thread, and there isn't much that goes on there aside from shitposting and the once in a blue moon green that is generally quickly abandoned. I was in high school when I first started posting here, and now I'm in my junior year of university. I sure as fuck don't feel like a filly in that regard anymore. Classes are going okay at least, but last night was the 7 year anniversary of when I lost my mom. I don't know what the point of this rambling is honestly, best I can figure is an anchor post for all of your miseries. Sorry once again for being a bastard,
Your friend, (if you want to consider me that) Lone
At least bump with a filly pic
But she has a horsecock and fucks twilight in her ponut.
At least! Someponer is bumping this thread.
I repost these fillies here. We don't want them to break curfew.