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Anonfilly Thread - Reborn Edition
Anonymous
No.361390
361393
>Spoonfeed me. What's this thread about?
This thread typically consists of Anon gone filly, as he's thrust into a new life as a cute little pony.
>What's to be expected?
Fillies, cuteness, Anon-tier shenanigans, bitchy Twilight, desires to be the little filly, etc..

>Any archive of photos or stories?
Dropbox (Photos):
https://www.dropbox.com/sh/h46ituoalc71wp9/AACmTe3H8s10ArK3-5Q_3juqa?dl=0
Stories:
https://docs.google.com/document/d/1BP6aPchH3lGIRdzd78IWykMCXuKLrNABi6bxZGVTy9c/edit

>I'm a contributor.
Great! For writers, just notify All Nighter Fgt 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.
Old-mare Thread: >>325047 →
Anonymous
No.361393
361394
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>>361390
Filly?
Anonymous
No.361394
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EG1Us9ZWoAAgBn1.jpeg
>>361393
Yes, she's coming back.
Anonymous
No.361396
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>>361394
Baseado filly
Anonymous
No.361397
361398 361403
Is this filly in the room with us right now?
Anonymous
No.361398
361402
smug.png
>>361397
Always.
Anonymous
No.361402
"I made a salad and put it in the fridge. Make sure you eat," Fluttershy says as she gives you a hug.

"Of course I'll remember to eat, mom. You think I'm gonna starve without you here," you answer with a groan but you still enjoy her soft, feathery hug.

"Hehe, I justed wanted to make sure you knew where it was." Flutters smiles sheepishly.

"C'mon Fluttershy! The submarine to the seapony wonderbolts leaves port in a hour and I'm not gonna suba-dive into Kraken's Vill," Rainbow Dash stuck in her head through the top of the door.

"Oh, right. Uhm, just give me a minute." Fluttershy sat down on her haunches and looked you straight in the eyes. "You sure you're okay with this? I don't have to leave if you'd feel lonely."

Both you and Rainbow Dash rolled your eyes in unison.

"Yes, mom. I'll be fine. You don't think I can't manage being alone for a few days?" You ask.

"No, I know you're capable but what if you need to cook something?"

"Ugh!" Rainbow Dash uttered and face-hoofed. "Anon will be fine. When he was a man, he used to cook noodles, right? She will survive. Now we need to go, otherwise we'll miss the opening ceremony underwater fireworks!"

Rainbow dragged Flutterhsy out onto the doorstep.

"Yeah, I'll be fine," you say with a smile on your lips. "Cya' you mom!"

You wave goodbye. Fluttershy pulls free from Rainbow Dash's grasp.

"Oooh, just one last hug!" she says and rushes forward.

She embraces your tightly in her hooves and cacoons you in her soft wings. She nuzzle you. Surprized at first , you decides to nuzzle her back. You remain like that for a bit before Dash wrangle Fluttershy off you and drags her out the door.

As Flutttershy behind scraps across the floor, she calls out to you: "Remember that if you need anything, Discord is next door in another dimension!"

"I will. Now don't drown!" you call back and then Rainbow Dash slams the door shut.

You hear them pick up their bags and hooves clopping away from you. You're now on you're own but what else is new? ~Take sometime alone. Understand why you were born and getting ready for the day. Alone again. Alone again. Alone.~

While you smile to yourself while reflecting on you're life thus far, you suddenly feel pain in one of your hindlegs. Something kicked you, or somebun.

You turn around, and speak of the devil, it's none other than Fluttershy's "favourite" animal, the white bunny, Angel.

He glares at you and you glare back.

>>361398
c:
Anonymous
No.361403
361566
image.png
>>361397
She's literally you
Anonymous
No.361408
361409
1566009198786-0.gif
DBFC4EC762EE4A18BB83B2E0EF245784-95868.jpg
C33E58125D66346EEBDE3583FEB4EF97-229657.jpg
>Be Anonymous
>It's the year 20XX
>The ZOG are knocking on doors, and they just knocked on your-
>"Anonymous! Breakfast is done."
>You're safe, it's only a bad dream. Sweet themed room a glow with the morning sun instead of the grey holding closets.
>Mrs. Cake trots in checking on you.
>You have a mission, a goal, a purpose.
>Equestria is thankfully peaceful.
>Technically peaceful.
>To love God.
>To love one another.
"I'm be right there!"
>"Twilight said there's another new friend you'll want to meet."
>This body is made of the physical principal of thaumic energy colloquially known as magic.
>Some rules apply such as making a full image of God body, that means one that's more or less human means.
>Hostile beings would start amassing to defile the image.
>Some very important promises would be broken.
>You'd have to go elsewhere.
>Positive side because of His goodness you have actual freedom in His yolk.
>The place made for you also has being in multiple places, which is where you truly reside.
>This is
>You're going to need Jesus Christ, The Heavenly Father and The Holy Ghost Trinity pass.
Anonymous
No.361409
-applejak.png
>>361408
>green
It is very much appreciated anon, but remember that in Equestria the supreme holiness is Princess Celestia.
Anonymous
No.361561
361562
behind.png

Anonymous
No.361562
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1521596584483.jpg
>>361561
Anonymous
No.361566
361567 361568
1649964211842.png
>>361403
What book is this?
Anonymous
No.361567
361568
>>361566
Expo skrev nåt om alt-right. Tror inte att de nämnde mlpol men inkluderade anonfilly av någon andledning. Det var troligtvis någon form of magasin. Det är allt jag vet, hoppas det hjälper. c:

Good thing I'm writing in swedish here so I can finally share this with a fellow brother without being overheard: I fucking hate burgers man, fuckin' scum of the earth. ;^P
Anonymous
No.361568
361692
>>361566
https://ponerpics.org/images/1885676?q=Anonfilly%2C+sweden
No idea it says it was in a magazine about memes
>>361567
>Expo skrev nåt om alt-right. Tror inte att de nämnde mlpol men inkluderade anonfilly av någon andledning. Det var troligtvis någon form of magasin. Det är allt jag vet, hoppas det hjälper. c:
This
>Good thing I'm writing in swedish here so I can finally share this with a fellow brother without being overheard: I fucking hate burgers man, fuckin' scum of the earth. ;^P
T. American Larping as a Swede
Anonymous
No.361588
361591 361594
DuU.jpg
Chilling.
Anonymous
No.361591
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>>361588
Anonymous
No.361594
361601
>>361588
>>361591
>looking into the void
>an empty thought
>waiting for Purple to come home
Anonymous
No.361601
>>361594
>>361591
>Scared of how she will react when she finds us drunk
Nueve
No.361604
361623
Sorry I missed creating the new thread fillies, got busy and didn't notice it had reached the limit. I'll try to get the next one, don't plan to be going anywhere any time soon.
Anonymous
No.361623
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EqHR553XYAMPopj.jpg
EqHRztUXIAAapE2.jpg
>>361604
Its ok filler, glad you are still here.
Anonymous
No.361625
361627
>>361623
>Filly making frens
Glad Harshwhinny is taking care of her.
Anonymous
No.361627
361629
>>361625
She's a better mom than purple lol
Anonymous
No.361629
361632
Ms._Harshwhinny_embarrassed_S4E05.jpg
>>361627
She would agree.
Anonymous
No.361632
861DE63CB9DEB4D67014216557165B7C-78879.jpg
>>361629
So would I
Anonymous
No.361675
361676 361677
Screenshot_20230416_235220.png
ASCII Filly.
Anonymous
No.361676
361677
Screenshot_20230416_235546.png
>>361675
Anonymous
No.361677
nMdyWYE.png
1358276.png
>>361675
>>361676
My bad, I forgot the original fillies.
Anonymous
No.361692
361695
anonfilly - not impressed.png
>>361568
^^

Filly will protec u with her life, Anon. Ur safe, she promise.
Anonymous
No.361695
361696 361716
6333241.png
>>361692
Based thanks filly
Anonymous
No.361696
Awesome-pony-pics-my-little-pony-friendship-is-magic-38082959-811-811.png
>>361695
Awesome petting... and hooves.
Anonymous
No.361704
361706
hips.jpg
>>361562
Slut.
Anonymous
No.361706
>>361704
a slut to discord? Makes sense actually. probably one of the few that truly understands her
Anonymous
No.361715
361719
F25F96570098ECF2BCD6D7E9BB6DF390-46891.png
Filly is doing school work! But it's hard! Can you solve the problem? What is 1+2? Do you know?
Anonymous
No.361716
361719
hugs.png
>>361695
<3
Anonymous
No.361719
361723
753AE8ED5C2BEF647B68E7F01F1A8502-250480.png
>>361715
4
>>361716
Me on the right
Anonymous
No.361721
361723
2346631.png

Anonymous
No.361723
361724 361726
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>>361721
>tfw misses dick profusly

>>361719
>pic rel
Anonymous
No.361724
361726
555555.gif
>>361723
As in, I'm doin' that to u right now ^^
Anonymous
No.361726
361727 361746
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1807505.png
>>361723
>>361724
I have realized there aren't that many orange filly pics, post any fillies you want to be orange
Anonymous
No.361727
361734
orange suit.jpg
>>361726
>there aren't that many orange filly pics
Just trying to fit anon.
Anonymous
No.361734
361736 361747
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>>361727
Anonymous
No.361736
361737
x36wYXd.png
>>361734
>aqua-dino costume
Anonymous
No.361737
361739 361747
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>>361736
Anonymous
No.361739
anonfilly - licking a pan.png
>>361737
>suffocation
Nueve
No.361746
361748 361769
41090EB47FD68B57F3664258EBF6F6E6-453094.png
>>361726
Anonymous
No.361747
58f2e42.jpg
>>361734
>>361737
>green fillies
Anonymous
No.361748
361749
>>361746
Filly will now be replaced just like, Ash, with a new filly. She had good run.
F
Anonymous
No.361749
361750
sdgfszgrb91.gif
>>361748
>She had good run.
Non-sense.
Anonymous
No.361750
361828
446C165A1132A9DB215A42242D41B64A-1675631.png
>>361749
That's the spirit ^^
Anonymous
No.361769
361828
File (hide): 35902AA80FAABA0D2A1BCAEB42EF3A1C-2021320.mp4 (1.9 MB, Resolution:854x480 Length:00:00:08, Untitled.mp4) [play once] [loop]
Untitled.mp4
>>361746
Well, as she grows into adulthood, she'll fill out~
Anonymous
No.361825
361828
6523833.png
it's not haram
Anonymous
No.361826
361827 361828
cheetos.png

Anonymous
No.361827
361835 361897
>>361826
Wipe those fucking >hooves
Anonymous
No.361828
88B0BBEB0B638EDC473AE6667E2811F2-41245.png
>>361826
>>361825
>>361769
>>361750
Anonymous
No.361835
361836
anonfilly - no u.png
>>361827
Anonymous
No.361836
1554100397905.png
>>361835
Anonymous
No.361848
361850 361859
6474901.png

Anonymous
No.361850
mG5gHMs.png
>>361848
Rest well filly.
Anonymous
No.361859
>>361848
>Rape
Anonymous
No.361861
361867 362127
image.png
Me on the Right
Anonymous
No.361867
anonfilly - trotting.png
>>361861
Me on the Left
Anonymous
No.361887
361967
89AE1EB276DFDB8DB2700E5F838DCFC6-21407.png

Anonymous
No.361897
361898
cheeto hand.png
>>361827
And what about hands, hah?
Anonymous
No.361898
362083
1517277173192-2.png
>>361897
You'll get to meet her anon colt
Anonymous
No.361943
4kyCRL3.png
From 2017.
Anonymous
No.361967
362091
File (hide): 0A35DA3731C224EB598D867B85F2AFB7-14292959.mp4 (13.6 MB, Resolution:1280x720 Length:00:00:51, star.mp4) [play once] [loop]
star.mp4
>>361887
>singing
She's a star.
Anonymous
No.361976
362091
Oekaki.png
I changed the pencil's color, not the fill :'C
Anonymous
No.362083
362091
ouch.png
>>361898
>anon colt
Anonymous
No.362091
DCD66784267D648113066A2FF02586EF-747933.png
>>361967
She's Da Best
>>361976
SHES A NIGGER!
>>362083
>Pic related
Anonymous
No.362127
>>361861
Me too Anon, me too...
Anonymous
No.362131
362147
dark.png
Sup faggots.
Anonymous
No.362147
IMG_7946.jpg
>>362131
Chilling.
Anonymous
No.362356
362357 362358 362359
8FB3EAC08A561076E4732658BFFFCA61-445969.png
:^)
Anonymous
No.362357
>>362356
Nice hoof.
Anonymous
No.362358
89F011AB8F458541F2A674673DAE4D07-63058.gif
_Filly Sweat.png
>>362356
Anonymous
No.362359
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1521596584483.jpg
1524102345546.png
>>362356
Need more anonfilly nudes
Anonymous
No.362365
362374
>>362359
Filly is always nude though.
Anonymous
No.362368
362372 362374 362435 363140
>>362359
>anonfilly nudes
Gotta an Onlyfans account?
Anonymous
No.362372
362374 362396
disdainpinkie.png
>>362368
>paying bits for OnlyFans when you could just walk around Ponyville and see completely nude mares trotting around everywhere all day
Why?
Anonymous
No.362374
362385
753AE8ED5C2BEF647B68E7F01F1A8502-250480.png
>>362365
No u
>>362368
You Start one
>>362372
because they won't talk to you
Anonymous
No.362385
362397
>>362374
OnlyThots don't talk to you either.
Anonymous
No.362396
>>362372
>you could just walk around Ponyville and see completely nude mares trotting around everywhere all day
B-but Filly is not any mare, she is the one.
Anonymous
No.362397
6145738.png
>>362385
Filly , I am based. of course they do, they all love the green horse. and i meant the mares down town.
Anonymous
No.362414
362436
anonfilly - slut onlyfans.png
>>362359
>Need more anonfilly nudes
Anonymous
No.362435
362436
anonfilly - masturbating with vibrator.png
>>362368
>Onlyfans
Anonymous
No.362436
a7d.jpg
>>362435
>>362414
Lone15
No.362809
362810 362859 362862 363462 365323
LonefillyDoesArchival.png
Looking for a few anons to tell me your favorite stories from the google doc. Since I'm pretty much the sole maintainer of the google doc at this point and I've noticed a disappointing loss of oldfag anonfilly culture on /mlp/, I figure creating a recommended reading section may aid in helping newfags better understand what anonfilly really is. I'll post the strawpoll to the /mlp/ thread a day or two after, as I trust you mlpol frends to not fuck it up like the /mlp/ Anons will do at times, and I've seen oldfags lurking somewhat recently.
VOTE
>>>
https://strawpoll.com/polls/e2narqmaVgB
>>>
VOTE

Alright I'm passing out now
Anonymous
No.362810
8a6rthzr38.jpg
>>362809
>VOTE
I just did.
That's a full survey with a ton to choose from.
Anonymous
No.362859
362862 362879
1486746725121113014.png
>>362809
More votes needed.
Anonymous
No.362862
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>>362859
>>362809
I have voted.
Anonymous
No.362879
>>362859
Read the entire list, thought I recognized one of them, looked it up, but it was a different one.
I have not read anything from that list, and the only one that comes to mind is not on that list
https://www.fimfiction.net/story/419791/twilights-magical-mishaps
Anonymous
No.362885
>>>>362879
Well, I suppose the recommended reading section will be the sort of thing to benefit newfags like you.
Anonymous
No.362891
362909 362911
filly lolipop.jpg

Anonymous
No.362906
362939
filly anon.jpg

Anonymous
No.362909
>>362891
Would eat the filly ice-cream
Anonymous
No.362911
>>362891
Sweet.
Anonymous
No.362921
362923 362927 362930
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>>362359
post the better one silly
Anonymous
No.362923
>>362921
>hoof and stockings
This is getting kinky fast.
Anonymous
No.362927
>>362921
SEX
Anonymous
No.362928
362930 363416
anonfilly - horseshoe.jpg
>>362359
Anonymous
No.362930
Japanese man chases car while yelling sex at the top of his lungs but with you say run.mp4
>>362928
>>362921
Anonymous
No.362939
362942
1541.png
>>362906
I know that filly.
Anonymous
No.362942
3402220BF85C19930C21B4AE3D3F3C55-143139.png
>>362939
You better not snitch
Anonymous
No.362980
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0E179D13B76AD077058251721EF3EEAd6-267364.jpg
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884F4BC2F0A41344345E3A0D944A8CCB-410196 (1).jpg
41090EB47FD68B57F3664258EBF6F6E6-453094.jpg
C5D81A95CAAB80090B672DF1E4CA7405-76414.jpg
Some Fresh Orange fillies
Anonymous
No.362981
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Anonymous
No.362983
362985
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>>362980
>>362981
>orange
Anonymous
No.362985
363077
>>362983
Yes, orange is the best fillyu
Anonymous
No.363077
363129
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>>362985
>orange fillies
Anonymous
No.363129
>>363077
Where do you think you are?
Anonymous
No.363140
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>>362359
>>362368
What about redcoat fillies?
Anonymous
No.363143
363144 363173 363337 363339 363341
>>363140
I miss 8chan
Anonymous
No.363144
363151
>>363143
I miss /mlpol/.
Anonymous
No.363146
363151 363152 363339 363341
>>363140
8anon here, happy you guys are still alive.
Anonymous
No.363151
363173
>>363146
Y-you too
>>363144
Me too... it's been getting slow here for a while now
Anonymous
No.363152
anonfilly - hello.png
>>363146
Hello.
Anonymous
No.363173
>>363143
same
>>363151
Indeed, but it hasn't halted yet!
Anonymous
No.363337
green and red anons.jpg
>>363143
1488Nazi69HorseFucker420
No.363339
363340
1140578__safe_artist-colon-gsuus_oc_oc+only_oc-colon-anon_oc-colon-franziska_oc-colon-kyrie_oc-colon-red+pone+288chan29_human_-fwslash-pone-fwslash-_8chan_aryan.png
>>363143
F.
>>363146
>8anon here, happy you guys are still alive.
Nice to see some fellow red Anons.
I gaze upon those days of old that remain in my mind with the weight and glory of gold.
Of infinity and what could have been...
Anonymous
No.363340
363654
>>363339
>Of infinity and what could have been...
/pone/
Anonymous
No.363341
363622
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>>363140
UNFFF
>>363143
Me Too
>>363146
Glad you're still around Red.

RIP /cow/
Anonymous
No.363410
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Anonymous
No.363416
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>>362928
Anonymous
No.363453
>>363416
Hehe, no cookie for Anon cuz wrapper in the way. ^^
Anonymous
No.363454
>>363416
That's right filly, only hooves for ya.
Anonymous
No.363457
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bad.jpg

Anonymous
No.363459
363460
>>363457
Or good. ^^ Get to feel nice and then ontop of that get to feel the joy of motherhood. Bretty good deal if u ask me.
Anonymous
No.363460
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>>363459
>ontop of that get to feel the joy of motherhood
Anonfilly is not pleased.
Anonymous
No.363461
363464
>>363460
* Filly is not for sexual
Lone15
No.363462
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>>362809
So uh, update is I got banned from 4chan for a bit lmao, without going into too much detail resetting my router isn't an option where I am and mobilefagging is quite uncomfortable. I'll post this to the /mlp/ filly thread when the ban is up but until then, please don't forget to cast your votes if you haven't already!
Anonymous
No.363464
>>363461
* Filly is for sexual
Anonymous
No.363465
363816
>>363462
>So uh, update is I got banned from 4chan for a bit lmao
Get better soon
Anonymous
No.363584
beating.gif

Anonymous
No.363596
363609
f870.png
Filly with frens.
Anonymous
No.363609
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>>363596
Me in the middle
Anonymous
No.363622
>>363341
>RIP
It was warranted after what happened with julay. Kinda still sad about it if anything.
Anonymous
No.363654
363655
File (hide): DE2A35F9F1F1C6887D6C13E9B938A442-32052742.mp4 (30.6 MB, Resolution:1280x720 Length:00:01:51, 8chan ultimatum.mp4) [play once] [loop]
8chan ultimatum.mp4
>>363340
Anonymous
No.363655
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>>363654
I'm longing home.
Anonymous
No.363672
363733 363736 363900
we need more orange art

I'll see what I can do in the near future
but don't let that hinge on your own art making endeavors
Anonymous
No.363674
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Anonymous
No.363675
>>363674
Supercute
Anonymous
No.363723
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Anonymous
No.363733
363736 363751 363752
>>363672
I could edit some existing greens if anybody wants to post some.
Anonymous
No.363736
>>363672
>we need more orange art
Absolutely.
>>363733
Yes please do. Filly deserves it.
Anonymous
No.363751
363771
>>363733
>edit greens
I don't really follow. How do you do that?
Anonymous
No.363752
363753
>>363733
Or what does that entail, exactly?
Anonymous
No.363753
363764
>>363752
Introducing Orange Filly OC perhaps?
Anonymous
No.363764
363775
>>363723
I can related to the pov guy. Sooo precious...
>>363753
I see, aka historical revisionism!!! Orange fillies, have never achived anything. They only live on the achivements of green fillies.
Anonymous
No.363771
>>363751
By putting them into a paint program and making them orange.
Anonymous
No.363775
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>>363764
>Orange fillies, have never achieved anything.
Orange fillies are the forgotten sisters, they only need their chance to show their mischievous character as well.
Anonymous
No.363808
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Anonymous
No.363815
>>363462
Alright, I'm unbanned now, if anybody wants to get a few votes in before I post the vote link to /mlp/ tonight I'll probably do it in like 6 or so hours
Anonymous
No.363816
>>363465
Oh, and thank you
Anonymous
No.363900
1509638839509.jpeg
>>363672
>we need more orange art
I found this.
Anonymous
No.364291
364292
>Be filly.
>You sit high up in a terrace and look down on a massive pool in the center of an arean.
>The straw becomes blue as you suck out the remainder of the blueberry milkshake in your hooves.
>A few mares appeared near the pool, pulling white and sea-green boxes out into the water.
>Your face twisted into a scowl as you thought back to your mother, Twilight and the her last words to you before you left home.
”I'm sorry, Anon, but we're unicorn. How can we possibly compete, just look that big earth pony booty aunt Pinkie has. Please, don't go. I just don't want you to get hurt.”
>You stick out your tongue and a crease appeares between your eyebrows.
>You are utterly disgusted by your mom's defaitist thoughts.
>She had bought, just like the rest of pony society, the myth of the ever petited unicorn.
>However, you will show 'em.
>Neigh!
>Equestria, that you're a unicorn but also endowed and growing.
>You will shatter the romantic and semi-religious view that unicorns have boring sexless and virtues lives.
>That you are all nuns and monks living up in your moutain cities using your intellect to solve problems and ponder philosophical questions.
>They would cease to look up upon you as innocent angelic creatures with an almost holy reverence, which they only sought out when need that convient boost in spirituality in life but also for cravings of the flesh.
>Neigh, after Anon's debute earth ponies would climb the mountain to Canterlot not just when they are old and seeking the truth of the world but when they are young to discuss twerking techniques with a sages there.
>Somecolt, in the audience, when she became a horse keijo star would bust a nut like they did to anyother horse keijo star.
>She had a phat azz and unicorns were, not just attractive, but down right hawt, stupid ziggers!
>As you got out of your own mind's angry virgin rant about the unfairness that interbreeding between the pony races only happeded between the pegasi and the earth ponies while unicorns were left alone, the pool had been filled with a matric of those white and green boxes.
>Lime green rubber poles connected them into a web that floated and coverd most of the pool.
>You looked at the 'Land' with determination.
>You would show them all.

>Be Pudding Wiggle.
>Your parents were awesome.
>Tho, at the time, they gave you your name because they named all their children things after baked goods, since they were both bakers.
>Now, however, it fit you sooo well.
>You were a cream-tan earth pony with a massive jelly-like plot.
>You were forced to be a virgin and a size-queen because most of the colt you tried being with had not gotten their pecker passed the flesh mounds that were your ass cheeks.
>They simply couldn't reach your pussy due to your giant ass; you were so hot that even your own ass gatekeeped and cockblocked guys from you.

So, I wrote this on whim.
I wrote about keijo anonfilly once before but didn't get far with it so maybe this time I will. We'll see.
But I thought I might as well post what I wrote here.
Anonymous
No.364292
6720474__safe_artist-colon-real+namuh_oc_oc-colon-filly+anon_blue+background_blush+sticker_blushing_butt_fat_featured+image_female_filly_huge+butt_large+butt_si.png
>>364291
Based bootygreen
Anonymous
No.364309
364332
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Felt inspired to write green for some reason.
>Be filly
>Your posterior is planted firmly in the lap of another anon, whose lips are set in a slightly annoyed frown
>You feel another yank, his brush pulling your head to the side
"Jesus Christ, Uber!"
>"Calm down, this side's almost done. You shoulda picked this brush up yourself sometime. Now don't use the lord's name in vain, shithead."
>You open your mouth with the intent to tip your nonexistent fedora just to spite him, but another pull silences you
>With your smaller stature, you really can't fight him much; you couldn't weigh more than 30 pounds soaking wet even if your posterior is a fair bit thicker than most fillies'
>An idea reaches the forefront of your mind as you try and fail to suppress the little 'ack's and 'ooh's slipping through your teeth
>Why not throw the book at him?
>Literally?
>You already know where the little faggot puts it; right on the coffee table, full of annotations and with dozens of little colored tabs sticking out of its top end
>Your horn begins to glow as you try, try to imagine the mess of leather and paper hovering up and above /ub/'s head
>He doesn't say anything, probably not expecting much to come of this faint little glow in your horn given your inexperience
>Suddenly the book begins to lift up, by a corner, but before it can go anywhere, your attention is stolen by another yank from the brush
>As the book falls back onto the coffee table, he looks over to the source of the noise, quickly figuring out what you were about to do
>"Filly, were you seriously gonna use that on me?"
>You tense up, knowing /ub/'s punishments
"N...no, I was...hoping to read some scripture!"
>His frown turns to a scowl, and it's clear he saw right through your excuse
>"Oh really. In that case, after we finish here, I'll read. Genesis 19, to remind you what faggotry will get you."
>Ugh...
Anonymous
No.364332
364333
>>364309
Filly needs to learn ^^
Anonymous
No.364333
364334 364568
>>364332
Thank you, Swedenon. I dunno why but I had this idea of /mlpol/ anons all being different board personalities, Murdoch Murdoch style. Like /ub/ is a Christian version of the Golden One, /vx/ is basically Enki from Fear and Hunger, /cyb/ is a zoomie server admin, /1ntr/ is a techboomer...just random thoughts though, in case anyone wants me to flesh it out or take the idea and run.
Anonymous
No.364334
rtgntfgnvb.png
>>364333
Checked.
Anonymous
No.364568
>>364333
>/sp/ is /b/'s older brother, much less horny and not a literal faggot but loves to raid and cause general havoc
>Played football in high school and never takes off his uniform despite being 34 years old
>Psychically linked with John Elway
>/a/ is obsessed with all manner of anime references to nazism
>May or may not have a Tanya body pillow, and will brush his obsessive interests in the anime off as wanting a daughter
>/go/ is a living golem, kept alive only by the strange vats that can be found in /cyb/'s basement
>If you near him and whisper 'Nigel' in his ear, he will arise and arm himself with the many laser and radio weapons that /cyb/ keeps around and seek out that British nigger
>/qa/ is a paranoid schizophrenic, if there's any manner of minute issue going on he'll be there to scream that "it's the end of the site as we know it".
>Has a large wojak repository, but will vehemently deny this
Oh yeah, and they all love ponies.
Anonymous
No.364607
365269
Oekaki.png
>Filly painting with Bob Ross
Anonymous
No.364902
364904
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Reading filly.
Anonymous
No.364904
>>364902
Good night filler, dream of lots of cute shit.
Anonymous
No.364937
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Anonymous
No.365138
good pony.png

Anonymous
No.365147
365148
3161822.png

Anonymous
No.365148
>>365147
She's adorable when jealous.
Anonymous
No.365158
365162 365166
CC100F30626FD9E7BE2B364996A65850-4130.png
>Be me, Twilight Sparkle
>You've been forcing Spike to take care of the test subject Anonymous.
>Despite taking Princess Celestia's lessons on delegation to heart everything isn't quite working as intended.
>"-and she's been cumming on her wall multiple times everyday since she came here!"
"..."
>"I can't take it anymore! The whispers coming from it are too much."
>Anonymous looks up no longer so smug.
"Anon, what the fuck?"
>"Well you know the photos you took with me? They were so hot that I uh, well-"
>"It's brown and is trying claw its way into our home Anon!"
>"they got pretty soggy-"
>I'm too scared to go into the rooms below as it's constantly dropping and oozing through!"
>"like I said, one thing led to another and I'm in the pony book of world records."
"I'll regret this later, but I'm not dealing with this now."
"STARLIGHT GLIMMER!"
>She comes like a good servant.
>27 seconds is only bronze tier though.
"Go with Spike and that fag and remove that wall."
>The psychological conditioning wars against self preservation.
>Hmmm, calculating the locations, a janitors closet, empty, empty, Pony Pony room,.third day tea room, and Glimmer's- oh no.
>It's then you understand the extent of the horror.
>"I can't do that, I tried before when I tasted something at night and the only solution was me moving my room elsewhere in the castle."
>She's above the library.
>oh fuck what do?
Anonymous
No.365162
365165
154997.jpg
>>365158
A Green!!!!!!!!!
This thread is recovering its power again.
Thank you so much poner.
Anonymous
No.365165
>>365162
Now I'm imagining an Equestrian reality gauntlet embedded with the six elements of harmony gems.
Anonymous
No.365166
JSbl4t6.png
>>365158
It's Purple's fault. She did it.
Anonymous
No.365255
365259 365323
>Be filly
>Sitting in a tavern late at night
>You rest your head on the bar and watch the barmare wipe down the rest of the bar not occupied by your head
>You yawn and close your eyes and listen to the rain tapping at the window behind you
>It had been dead all evening and now it was closing time
>Sleepy filly time
>The bar mare chuckles and nuzzles the top of your head
>"Is some pony feeling a little sleepy?"
>You let out a little grunt
"Not sleepy. I'm a big mare I can stay up a little longer."
>With some effort you force your eyes to open once more and look up into the soft blue eyes of the bar mare looking down at you with a gentle smile
>"Well then miss big mare, you can take the trash out for me then since you still have some energy left."
>A blush forms on your cheeks but you nod and slink from the bar stool and trot around behind the bar where the mare had already gathered up all the trash from the day
>Slipping into a filly sized rain coat you begin to drag each bag to the back door and look out into the rain filled night
>While not fast the rain had been persistent. large puddles were forming all over the cobbled ally and a little stream of muddy sludge was beginning to flow down the middle
>Shaking the sleep from your body you drag each of the trash bags out to the dumpster, rain pattering off your rain coats hood and down your muzzle
>You lift the first bag up and standing on your hooves you heave it over the lip of the dumpster
>The normal sound of trash landing inside is replaced with an awkward yelp as something inside is hit with the bag
>surprised, you quickly push a nearby crate over and hop on top peering down into the murky rain and trash filled dumpster
>Looking back up at you is a very miserable and awfully dirty filly
>The rain has caused the gunk and grime clinging to her body to start to run down her coat
>Her mane was in another state all together. trash and mud had woven itself into her rather short cut mane to form a rats nest onherhead
[5:04 PM]
"H-hey what are you doing in there? Ma says no ones allowed to be stealing our trash. We don't give hoofouts."
>You try to sound tough and assertive but your voice quivers a little
>It seems to have had its intended effect though as the filly begins to shake, tears forming around her eyes and mixing with the falling rain
>"Please don't call the guards on me I will leave, I'm sorry i'm just so hungry please don;t yell i'll go."
>The filly begins to pull herself out from under the bag of trash you just dropped on top of her and tries to jump out but slips and smacks into the side of the inner wall of the dumpster
>She rolls onto her side, sniffling louder now and holding her muzzle she seems to be in a lot of pain
>This was starting to get really uncomfortable and you didn't know how to handle this, you wanted to deal with it like a grown up but seeing this messy filly starting to cry in a pile of trash was making everything really confusing
"I um... well hey now I won't call the guards or anything and I'm sorry for yelling at you."
>You raise a hoof to rub the back of your head hoping this situation will resolve itself if you just wait it out
>The filly continues to lay there, her body shaking as she sobs and whimpers the word ow over and over
>The rain picks up as you shuffle back and forth on your hooves, you really need to make a call here but whats the best thing to do
>"Nonny are you okay? I hope you arn't trying to make friends with the raccoons back there again, I don't want you getting bit. You remember how much it hurt right?"
>Crud, what would she say if she saw this filly and why couldn't you just hurry up and make a decision
>With out thinking you slip into the dumpster with the softly sobbing filly and try to get her to move her hooves off her muzzle
"Hey its okay, just let me look at it i'm sure its not that bad."
>The other filly shrinks back at your touch and whimpers
>Looking at her now she seems much younger than you, not that you were all that old to begin with
"Come on, just let me take a look at it. I promise I can make it all better."
>You try to give her a reassuring smile and stroke your hoof over her greasy mane the way your mother always would when you had a nightmare
>Her sobbing seems to calm slightly though she's still pretty tense, gingerly you place a hoof on hers and try to move it
>She gasps but relents and as her hoof moves away you see shes managed to smash her muzzle against the dumpster pretty good
>Blood is oozing from both nostrils helping to make this pathetic little filly look like a complete wreck
>"Fix it."
>She mumbles around bloody lips, once more she looks up at you with fear and pain shining through rather dull grey eyes
>Your heart clenches up, how could it not this tiny filly was suffering in the trash and now you said you could help
>What could you do, she might have broken her nose, how do you fix that
>Panic starts to rise up inside you and you feel like crying yourself
>Big fillies don't cry though, big fillies help others
>Swallowing hard you give the filly another pat
"It's not so bad it's just a little booboo. Now I need you to stand up okay? If you want help we have to get out of this dumpster."
>A flash, lightning fills the sky followed by a rumble of thunder
>The filly screams and curls up into a ball sobbing louder than before
>"Nonny is that you are you okay? I told you to leave those raccoons alone they don't want to play with you."
>You hear hoofs stepping out into the rain, your mother the bar mare calls out into the night
>"Nonny where are you honey, mama's here"
>Your pride sinks to the bottom of your stomach as you clamber back out of the dumpster
"I'm fine, but there is a filly in here with me shes kinda hurt and wont come out."
Anonymous
No.365259
filly in the trash.png
>>365255
That was a sad story.
Anonymous
No.365269
365271 365272 365273
>>364607
For any draw fillies that might be lurking, I'd like to request a drawing of Bob Ross(human or pony doesn't matter) teaching filly how to paint. I really like the idea but can't really draw it myself. As you can see, I'm limited in my in my capabilities.
Anonymous
No.365271
366298
fagget.png
>>365269
I found this.
Anonymous
No.365272
366298
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>>365269
>Bob Ross
Anonymous
No.365273
366298
bob_ross_by_merrittwilson_dakc9m4-fullview.jpg
>>365269
>teaching filly how to paint
Just paste the filly on the following pic.
Lone15
No.365323
365324 365325 368200
AryandFilly.jpg
>>365255
I'd quite like to see this continued if you're interested in doing so, hits the right spot.

Hey /mlpol/, it's your favorite or least favorite namefag Lone15 here. Sorry I haven't been doing much lately, a few years back I got sort of involved with a project from another thread that has since basically died out. I miss filly kinda dearly and want to get back to writing for you all after I finish up my summer class, and I'm thinking that I might continue Chilly Filly. It's been a long time since I've worked on it so I'll want to reread it before continuing, but of my works it feels like the most visceral and raw thing I've created and I want to finish it some day. I haven't written anything but short green in approaching a year now either, but I'd kinda like to gauge interest in it; would you want to see a continuation of it, or do you think it's best I move onto other projects where I can get a true fresh start as far as stories go?
>>362809
Also I haven't forgotten about this , it's also on the agenda but I got a bit caught up with a drinking problem and then my class started.

I know the site rules are against shilling, but check out this sweet mlpol flask I bought! Also Filly and Ary are there too, along with my newest gun.
Anonymous
No.365324
365326
>>365323
Ooo, what caliber?
Anonymous
No.365325
365326
derpy_hooves wave.gif
>>365323
>Lone15 here
Glad to have you back.
Lone15
No.365326
365327
>>365324
38 special, nothing massively impressive for a revolver but I've always really wanted to own a six shooter, I just think they're neat. Walked into a gun store a few months back, saw the relatively low price compared to the other handguns, and fell in love with the profile. I actually got to take her for a test run with a (relatively) local horsefucker, was cool. Kicks pretty hard and the snubnose makes it a bit hard to stay on target for a beginner handgun shooter, which I certainly am. Need to get more ammo and practice more.
>>365325
Thank you! :)
Anonymous
No.365327
365328
>>365326
I would feel pretty happy to be the owner of a detective special. Reliable, simple, small, and stops a man in one or two guaranteed. Happy to hear you got to do that. You were the horsefucker in the meetup thread, weren't you? Hehehe. Also I second the derp filly, welcome back. Almost thought you were ded after a while, myself.
Lone15
No.365328
365329
1668032337157751.png
>>365327
>Spoiler
I don't recall posting there, this was someone I met playing video games. Sorry to disappoint, but yeah it's a fun little gun to shoot, I just kinda suck so far with handguns because I've only shot rifles for the most part, kek
>Almost thought you were ded after a while, myself.
Not yet, hopefully not anytime soon. I think I said in this thread once or twice that if I end up dead it won't be my own doing, but something else that gets me. Handgun will hopefully lessen the chance of some of those things too, still need to get my CC though and finish school so I can daily carry it without committing a crime.
Anonymous
No.365329
hugging fren.png
>>365328
>fren
Anonymous
No.365466
my little pony - anonfilly - you got that anon filly.mp4

Anonymous
No.365581
anonfilly - 207% shitposter.png
Bump.
Anonymous
No.365718
365719
IMG_5449.jpg

Anonymous
No.365719
>>365718
WTF
Leave Filly alone.
Anonymous
No.366162
366164
https://youtu.be/iT4LJAw2NeE
I'll get to work on the Chilly Filly continuation soon (hopefully), but this was what I was occupying myself with tonight. There's some context in the description of the video, hope you all enjoy it <3
Anonymous
No.366164
366180
napalm.png
>>366162
Saved.
You have a lot of cool videos. I'm going to give them a try later. Thanks.
Anonymous
No.366180
>>366164
I'm glad you think so, although most of what I do is music uploads
Anonymous
No.366267
366270 366271 366283
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>"Mom, I too old for ice-crea- Mmmmm..."
<"Did you say something, Anon?"
>"Grr..."
Anonymous
No.366270
>>366267
She's a Star.
Anonymous
No.366271
366285
>>366267
How the hell do you outgrow ice cream?
Anonymous
No.366283
more.png
>>366267
Anonymous
No.366285
>>366271
You don't, you just pretend you don't like "childish" things anymore as part of growing up and trying to seem all "adulty".
Anonymous
No.366298
>>363775
Just to make it clear. I was only kidding. I'm not that autistic... I think.
>>365271
>>365272
>>365273
Those r all pretty good.
Anonymous
No.366313
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G-good morning.
Anonymous
No.366389
366392 366412
2873933.png
Read an anon story that has lightly brushed on certain tender spots in my soul. Thought I would do a green that focuses on those themes. Enjoy...or don't. Doesn't change my lot in life. Or yours.

>"You're doing great, Anon! You just have to ease up, hold that thought as gently as you can and relax."
>Of course you've been told this piece of advice enough times that hearing it only fills you with more intrusive thoughts.
>How long have you been shooting off fizzles and giving yourself days of headache?
>How much in damages have you made Twilight pay out all because one of your magical fits turned a glass window into liquified mercury or caused a nearby glass of chocolate milk to combust like a grenade?
>Do you even want to see her clinic bills??
"DAMMIT!"
>Your swear echoes through the Sparkle study's crystaline halls, as a column is utterly shattered by a blast of green.
>The shatterproof plate on the table remains, only levitated by a corner maybe an inch from the surface.
>Your horn aches again; your vision is dark and you are forced to blink through your scowl as tears quickly stream down your stupid fuzzy cheeks.
>You don't even register your tutor's plea of waiting over your stumbling hooves, the noisy little glue blocks a further reminder of how completely out of water you are.
>Where are you running? What do you think you're accomplishing?
>Everything you do is futile and reactive, so who cares if you add another stupid tantrum to the list?
>Yeah, fuck you, brain. Look how far you've got yourself.
>Suddenly a loud slam causes your vision to go black as you realize where your body was taking you: broom closet.
>The silence and dark is never relaxing, but a part of you feels at least...slightly comforted by uncaring voids.
>Seems to be a pattern as far back as your old media library.
>The ashen kilns of Lordran, the womanless Olathe, the dim red glow of red phosphor in the Refuge...
>You didn't belong in the city, you didn't belong in the farm, and you don't belong in ponyland, no matter how hard purplesmart tries to make you feel welcome.
>God, you miss having thumbs. Equestrian arcade games just don't scratch the itch.
>At least the closet's fully quiet now, that you're back to your default mood of silently unhappy.
>You clear your sinuses of tear-snot using a dry terry cloth from the rag supply, holding it in your hoof as you curl up on the floor with a spare mop head as your pillow.
>Eventually you hear the princess of friendship rattle the closet door, finding it locked.
>"Anon! Please come out. You're doing great, better than most fillies in your age range."
"Twilight. I'm 25."
>You can hear the venom in your voice and her wince when it gets into her bloodstream.
>"You know I don't mean it like that."
"You certainly act like you do."
>"I--" A long, long pause.
"Just...let me rot."
>"You wouldn't make very good fertilizer with all that salt in your system."
>Your eyes snap open. Was that...a burn? Is this bitch actually getting fresh right now?
>Is she trying to speak Anonese just for you? Or is she just annoyed?
>Is there a difference? That kind of attitude from a pony like her sounds...wrong.
>"Chin up, Anon. You're doing a good job."
>Right back to that voice.
>That patronizing voice.
>A growl involuntarily escapes your throat.
"A good job at WHAT? Not combusting every dairy product in this gaudy eyesore of a castle!?"
>You give her time to respond.
>She doesn't respond.
"Don't you get it!? My ancestors were out fucking bitches and spearing mammoths. Well? Where's my mammoth, Princess? Where the FUCK's wooly mammoth!?"
>You hear her sharply inhale as if she's about to correct you, and you cut her off.
"Stop. Just. This is about more than being a stupid horse kid. It's the patronizing, childish 'you can do it's, the pats on the back, the way you cut my food when I couldn't work the hoof magic bullshit. Why!?"
>"B...because, I was trying to be supportive."
"You're supporting me wrong. You're teaching a coyote how to sit and stay. It's not natural. I'M not natural. What the hell do you see in me? Aside from a goddamn experiment."
>"Same thing I saw before you were a filly. A sad and angry person, who had a lot of potential if they could get over that hurdle."
"Hurdle...shit's a wall. Just. Quit it. And quit trying to act like me to get on my good side too. I noticed that fertilizer joke. Only faggots can talk like faggots."
>"Anon...will you at least unlock this door? You know I could just teleport you out anyway."
>...
>Click.
>The book princess scoops you up and hugs you hard enough to cause a small crack to emit from your spine.
>You don't bother to hug back. You can tell this hurts her, but you are too swept up in your thoughts again to care.
>Much...
>Before you know it, she's sat you down in her kitchen as she whips up some feel-better pancakes for brunch
>You glance up and see what she's doing, and sigh in frustration.
"Twilight, no...just. Stop. I said I didn't wanna be patronized. I'll get over the headache by noon."
>"Sure, but I know you enjoy pancakes and--"
"And I'll make them if I want to make them. Stop."
>"Do you at least wan--"
"I want you to leave me alone. God, you act like an empty nesting spinster. If you want me feeling better, hit up Berry Punch for some vodka and cranberry juice, since I'm 'too young' to buy it myself."
>You glare at your reflective dining table, having a staring contest with yourself.
>She obediently sets the mixing bowl back down, flour half-mixed into batter, and silently walks out of the kitchen.
>You daren't look in her direction, and you have a feeling she is on the same page.
>After yet another failed staring contest, you look back up at the batter...and your stomach growls.
"Hmmh..."
>Maybe you'll give cooking a try again.
Anonymous
No.366392
366412 366425
>>366389
<"Is this room occupied?"
>You spit out the whisk in your mouth.
"Not by any ponies."
>A certain elongated chimera implodes into being beside you.
>Reared up on your hind hooves, you're hugging the mixing bowl while you actually mix with your mouth.
>It's....less dignified than Twilight's method, but it's all you can manage.
<"Believe it or not I come bearing genuine advice."
"Nnn-hmmm..."
<"Really! I believe I have some leads for you."
>You just keep beating the batter.
<"You said it yourself, you're no more pony than you are human. You're anomalous, and so you're not getting very far being treated like any old unicorn."
>You raise your head, still biting on your whisk as you turn.
>Your eyes bore into his, as if telling him to get to the point or stop flapping his gums.
<"Impatient, eh? Suits a chaotic little imp like yourself."
>His paw reaches toward your snoot, and knowing his intentions, you drop the whisk on the counter and bite down.
>Hard.
<"Nngf--!! Ack, goodness. You really are a feisty bastard."
"The point. Now."
<"Fine. My point is, your mind is full of thoughts that most ponies can't even fathom, swirling around all at once. When you're sitting there trying to levitate plates and other such boring things, that chaos is too much. You have a natural tendency toward..."
>His eyebrows bounce up past his malformed head, comically separating from his forehead in the process.
"Discord. Yeah. Got it."
<"I don't think you got it, friend. Why worry about one day possibly telekinetically whisking your batter when you could sprout wings on the little thing and let it whisk for you?"
"I'm not gonna swear fealty to pony Tzeench just because I can't into magic. You can give it a rest."
>You grab a rag with a hoof, putting the whisk back in the bowl and cleaning up your mess.
<"I was just offering advice to my favorite fish out if water. Is that so wrong?"
"Quit...Socratizing me with your damn questions. I never had the head for all this bigger picture stuff."
>He smirks before busting out his singing voice.
<"But Tom, that's what I do..."
"You're not doing yourself any favors singing a song about a zombie."
<"Hmph, fine. Just thought I would offer a little mirth. You're in worse spirits than I thought. For what it's worth, Anon, I am sorry for your plight."
"Plight...such a dramatic word. What's it matter? I'm one guy, and neither here nor back home did my life matter enough to be worth words like plight."
<"Anon, I'm the god of chaos and even I think your sense of cosmic nihilism is a bit much."
"Bite my fuzzy filly ass."
>He actually looks a little exasperated as he sits on your counter, looking down at you.
<"Anonymous. I get it. I really do. When I was set in stone, I felt every second of that eternal boredom, regrets, anger. When I was put under Flutterbutter's care, I felt like a pet. But these ponies don't act patronizing on purpose. They genuinely have trouble even thinking such things as meaning and purpose until it's willed into their soul by a cutie mark or by their celestial god princesses. Why do you think those other fillies spent so long chasing after their cutie marks? Meaning just...leaps right out at them when they get it, and their lives are set right just like that."
"It's more than that."
<"Of course it is! Meaning isn't bestowed upon you by sunbutt or granted by whatever hoodoo goes into your cutie mark! You have to make it, or carve a path in spite of its lack. You feel a lack of agency because YOU aren't in charge. I think that a simple change in perspective is the best medicine. So take up the mantle of chaos or don't. It's not my choice to make. But ease up on taking yourself so seriously. You're only mortal."
"Huh..."
>It dawns on you that you've been rubbing at one square foot of the counter with your rag for a while...
"So...what now?"
<"Ha! A great question to ask the mirror! Why don't you start by making amends with twinkleflanks, making some pancakes, and perhaps thanking a certain butter colored guardian angel for directing me to check in on you."
"I....yeah, that probably would be a start. Thanks, man."
<"Just what friends do. If you ever need another feelings jam, howl at the moon or go to sleep in the middle of a summer afternoon. Or, come to the cottage."
>He disappears, leaving you to sit and ponder for a bit before you have to confront Twilight.
Anonymous
No.366412
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>>366389
>>366392
>green
>Enjoy...or don't.
I did. Thank you.
And like it or not, you little faggot, you need to Twilight for discipline and Trixie for cuddling.
Anonymous
No.366415
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Anonymous
No.366425
366427
>>366392
I think I'll continue this. Not much else going on in my life and I don't feel like socializing.

>Twilight was more forgiving than you feel you deserved.
>When she came in, you hadn't heated a frying pan yet, and so she offered to help you flip the hotcakes.
>Despite everything, you still had to swallow your pride to let her help.
>It's more than just feeling feeble and useless, but you can't think to put it into words. At least not articulately.
>The nagging thoughts are shut up temporarily as the two of you reap the fruits of your labor.
>She was even nice enough to pull out that vodka she brought home and mix it with some OJ for a screwdriver.
>God, though, your eyes still hurt a little. Having such long eyelashes makes the aftermath of every petulant cry session feel like ramming facefirst into a cactus.
>As you come down from the high of warmth that comes from the hot midday meal and gentle buzz of liquor, Pur....Twilight gives you a small pat on the back.
>"Did you want to do anything else today? I could help you find the Crusaders, or we could go to the market square. Not too much is on my agenda, for once."
"Ah...I think I'm gonna go for a walk on my own today. But thank you."
>"Of course! Do you need anything for the trip, or you just want to pack your own satchel?"
>"I'll be fine with some water."

>With that, the two of you clean up the mess, and you venture off.
>You have a pretty good idea where you want to go, and it's thankfully not very far from the castle.
>You don't even need to take a sip of water before you cross a small bridge, silently appreciating the sight of the animal nursery in all its rustic comfort.
>You smell tea from outside. Not cultured enough to guess by the scent but it seems sweet, not too bold.
>You knock, and before you even hear the mare inside respond, you see a pair of yellowed eyes appear right in the middle of the door, accented by white eyebrows.
>You hear his voice slightly muffled from the inside:
<"Ah, that was quick. I'll get the door for you, come right in."
>The door swings open, but he's not visible at the front door. You follow the scent toward the source, and you see the telltale swishing of a pink tail as the mare quietly hums to herself, dicing vegetables and preparing some salmon for her bear friend.
>All while Discord relaxes with some of that tea, naturally.
"Hey Ye--....F-Fluttershy."
>"Oh!" She turns around, cleaning off her dripping knife. "I heard Discord paid you a nice visit this morning. Did you want to follow up with him, or did you have something else on your mind?"
"I wanted to thank you. Whatever the motivation was, having him come by when he did helped a lot. And I wanted to pay you a visit instead of holing myself up in the crystal castle."
<"That's the spirit. I hope you flossed this morning though, because socializing with enough of these little ponies may risk a cavity or two."
>A little wink from the draconequus, and an encouraging smile from both hosts as Flutters gets to tossing all her ingredients into salads.
>You spot the devil-rabbit as he hops up and snags a small tomato from the bowl, seeming quite satisfied.
>"Do you like tea?"
"Oh, I'll be okay on the beverages front, had orange juice and now I got water, should keep me going till dinnertime. But thank you."
<"Am I wrong in assuming that orange juice had an extra kick added to it?"
>Your face warms up a bit at the acknowledgement, and your voice catches in your throat.
"J...just a little bit of liquid courage. Not a whole lot."
>Fluttershy seems unaware of what the two of you are referring to, but politely allows the embarrassment to subside for a moment before she speaks.
>"Whatever you need to get out there and meet some ponies is okay by me. If you ever need some...herbal remedies to relax, I do know somepony."
"Oh god, if I got hooked on the devil's lettuce too I'd probably be even more of a mess. But if if you know someone who sells tea, that'd be great. Twilight's coffee is a bit too much for me."
>"Actually, yes, Zecora has a lot of tea leaves."
"Zecora...oh, you mean the zeeb lady deeper in the woods. I guess I could pay her a visit sometime."
>"Look at you! Already full of ideas. All it took was a bit of time out of that stuffy castle and you're coming up with plans. I think you'll be making lots of friends in time, Anonymous."
>That condescending tone irks you, but you can't say no to the cute mare. You silently swallow a little more pride, trying not to notice Discord's silent chuckle at your expense.
"Ba....uh, small steps. I wanna find something I'm decent at first, instead of jumping into hijinks with the three little hellions."
>"Nothing wrong with being a utilitarian. Just remember not to strain yourself, okay? You are just--"
>She catches herself, clearing her throat.
>"I mean, your body..."
"I get it. I'm a kid."
>The mood pretty quickly dampens at that.
>"I'm sorry Anon. You know I don--"
"Don't mean it. I know. I know."
>God, not those big teal eyes...
"It's-- it's fine, seriously. I've heard it before."
>"Well...I'm still sorry."
"I should probably get going, not a lot of hours in the day. Thanks for the hospitality."
>Discord waves a white kerchief your way as though you were boarding a cruise ship, and with that you leave them to start feeding their animals.
>Despite her accommodating attitude and clearly accidental faux-pas, you still feel a little bit of resentment inside.
>If you weren't an alien or a filly, they wouldn't be tiptoeing around you and treating you like a charity case.
>You should have just practiced your hoofwriting and sent her a note. This whole trip was fubar.
>You bite your lower lip at these thoughts, shaking your head. Shut up, brain.
Anonymous
No.366427
366429 366440
>>366425
>You soon find yourself trotting through the park, spotting a mare with minty looking hair and a green coat, strumming a lyre.
>She watches birds and ponies enjoying themselves in the cool shade of a thin cloud hung above, which you imagine to be a really nice accommodation for the parkgoers.
>The bench she's on has plenty of room on it, and the ground beside her seat has a nice big jar with a small chunk of bits in them.
>It's obvious this isn't her main job, or she'd be quite poor; either that, or it's not about the money to begin with.
"Howdy, can I sit here?"
>"Of course. Want me to play anything for you?"
"I....don't know any song names."
>"That's not a problem, hun. Do you have a mood in mind?"
"I dunno. Just do what you want, no biggie, you look happy doing that."
>She stops strumming, turning her full attention to you as you climb up and sit beside her.
>"Oh this? It's just a melody I play when I've got something on my mind and need to think on it."
"Yeah?"
>"Yeah, not too fast, not too complicated or jazzy, not really sad or happy. Just, uh..."
"White noise?"
>"Yeah. That seems like a good way of putting it. What's your name?"
"Anonymous. Most ponies call me Anon."
>"Lyra Heartstrings. Lyra's good to me as well. What brings you out here, Anon?"
"I dunno. Just needed to get out."
>"Sounds like more than that, hon. Need an ear?"
"No, no, really, it's fine."
>She raises an eyebrow, not buying it, but she drops it.
>"So you said you don't know any song names. Got any melodies you can hum? Might recognize them."
"Uhhh...if you recognize them, that'd be a miracle."
>"Hipster?"
"What-- no, shut up...I just come from...another place."
>"You don't sound it. No thick accents. Plus, I get around."
>You can't help but let out a small groan.
"I can whistle out some melodies, but seriously you won't recognize them."
>"You're on shortie."
>You give your best approximation of a familiar song, gently rapping your hoof on the wooden bench to keep rhythm as you whistle the basic melody of the song.
>After about 40 seconds of whistling, you look to her, and she mirrors it back with surprising precision.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6VHvutlgf80
>When she repeats it again, you feel a strange sort of comfort. The song certainly couldn't be explained with whistling on its own, so you couldn't get her to follow along if she tried, but the fact you got to remember a song like that is nice.
>If there's one thing you can say you were good at growing up, it's absorbing media and remembering even the smallest details.
>"You know, Anon, that's a really interesting song. Awfully short, but repeating it is relaxing in its own way. What's it called?"
"Lateralus. The song has more, but....it's a complicated song. Plays with rhythms and stuff, really isn't something I could convey with my hooves and a whistle."
>"A lot of layers, eh? Could scrounge up a band with a cellist I know providing backing, one day. She's a bit too upper crust to play on a park bench in a podunk town like this though."
"Hey, don't diss the country. The city's not all it's cracked up to be either."
>"You have experience with the city?"
"A whole lifetime of it, actually."
>"But you couldn't be older than eight."
"It's really complicated. You'd be better off asking Twilight Sparkle the mechanics of it all. I used to be a human, and you might have met me when I first arrived, but I guess this world doesn't like humans. Maybe because we're not really...magicky."
>"Not magicky?"
"Yeah, like...home's not a lot like this place. But, this is my lot in life now."
>"Actually...I think I've seen some stuff about humans before. Big tall fellas, got hands like minotaurs, not a lot of hair, right?"
"Yeah. But it's not like....the humans Twilight knows about. Most of us didn't have multicolored skin, it was usually somewhere between peachy and a really dark brown, and our hair was black, brown, red, or a sandy blonde color."
>"Fascinating! And how was life for you back there?"
"Like I said...not a fan of cities. Really didn't have anything worth a damn to give back to society though, spent most of my time playing games, avoiding the mirror, and hiding from the sun."
>"Well, the sun won't hurt you here, Anon. Maybe this is like a new start, yeah? You could pick up an instrument, share music with ponies. If you could put pen to paper on this stuff, you could be pretty popular as a composer or join the choir."
"God, in front of all those ponies? I'd be a mess on stage. I saved that kind of activity for karaoke night at the bar..."
>"Oh, so you like to sing, huh? Surprised I didn't see you busting out the singing voice during Winter Wrap-Up, hehe. A little egg-nog is all I need to enjoy myself during those festivities. Can't say whether it improves my singing, but Bonnie seems to like it."
>Shoulda known she liked girls.
>"Anyways. Nice chatting!"
"Oh, yeah. Same to you."
>She gazes out to the park, and it seems to be getting close to sunset.
>The ponies are dispersing, and the birds are returning to their nests as the sparse clouds turn a pleasant pink.
>"Before you go, do you have any songs you wanna sing? You can hum or whistle the first part, catch your breath and I can play for you."
>You think for a while, taking a sip of your water. You do actually feel like singing, even if your squeaky filly voice is a little distracting...perhaps a song that's not too dependent on vocal range?
>As she plays, you aid in keeping rhythm with your hoof again.
>It takes a little while to get up the courage or recklessness to start singing:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aDdiyDTTZn4

If my prayer goes unanswered, that's alright
If my path fills with darkness and there's no sign of light
Let me praise you for the good times, let me hold your banner high
Until the hills are flattened and the rivers all run dry

And I won't get better
But someday I'll be free
'Cause I am not this body
That imprisons me

Anonymous
No.366429
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>>366427
>a Christian green
Refreshing.
Anonymous
No.366430
>>366429
If that's what you get from it. Isaiah 45:23 as a song takes obvious inspiration, but the song is more about someone doing what they can to stay optimistic as their health deteriorates. Romans 10:9 is emblematic of that same theme. Darnielle was a victim of religious abuse as a kid.
Anonymous
No.366440
366461 366664
>>366427
>Your encounter with Lyra managed to awaken something inside you.
>Hard to say what, but it's tinged with nostalgia for the music you listened to instead of talking with classmates or listening to family arguments.
>You want to spread human music to Equestria, at least the punk and countercultural stuff that makes you feel a little less like a massive faggot.
>You've taken to helping ponies around town for chump change while Twilight does princess things, between helping Fluttershy cook (and missing the fuck out of meat) and helping the Apples sell their stuff.
>After two weeks, you can afford a quality looking acoustic guitar.
>Six strings, a little hard to handle, but if you sit on your haunches and rest the body in your lap...
>The instrument is a tad bulky for a f- person of your stature.
>But with this machine in your hooves, you have a feeling things are gonna be okay.

>A few weeks of by-ear playing later, you've translated three songs into a slightly simplified system to make up for your slower, less fancy playing.
>You revisit Lyra's park bench at dawn, same day of the week as before, and strum a few practice notes.
>A few ponies wander by, but it's not populous enough for the mason jar to be filled today.
>But it's not about the money...it's about sending a message.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SnYfytuReMU
I swear I'll run away
From every home I ever have
So I'll build a new house
In every town I pass
Maybe then I won't always feel lost and trapped.

When I was growing up
I was the smartest kid I knew
Maybe it's just because
I didn't know that many kids
All I know is now I feel the opposite.


>By this point ponies are actually coming around, gathered to hear your amateur fretwork.
>Of course this part isn't what you wanted to sing this for.
>Your throat tenses up, anticipating the strain that you know is coming.

Like if you don't wanna work
Then that becomes your job
There's a lot of overtime
There's not many days off
I hope you know that I'm not trying to complain
It just gets hard to explain
To people that I know
Or kids who come to shows
That I just don't wanna talk about the- OFFICE TODAYYY!


>Ponies jump back at the shouting of the last line.
>Only to be expected; most pony music isn't like this, even the rare rock-type songs utilizing tabletop steel guitars. In your fleeting research it seems this place is stuck in the vaudeville era with little hints of rockabilly and disco.
>You focus on the strings for a bit, but as you prepare to sing the next verse, you spot a few familiar faces in the small crowd you gathered.
>One is minty-fresh Lyra, looking quite pleasantly surprised to see you in her spot; the other is Fluttershy, saddlebags full of groceries and ears folded down in worry as she keeps to the back of the crowd.
>You keep singing, knowing that a good chunk of the human euphamisms to drugs or household names won't make much sense to any ponies here.
>You close your eyes, relying on muscle memory to guide you along the fretboard.
>You hear concerned murmuring and comiserating among them, but you are more concerned with finishing your song.
>The vulgarity of the end certainly puts a few ponies off, but a few stick around, including the mares you know.
>After some bits clink into your jar, you take a break to drink some water and clear your eyes.
>Fuck, did you just cry a little?
>Lyra comes up and sits beside you, smiling.
>"More human music? Sounded good, definitely emotive."
"Yeah, I ah...felt that would be a good debut to folk punk."
>"Folk punk, huh? Interesting. But what the hay's a stay-at-home archaeologist?"
>Oh dear, this might get hard to explain.
"Uhh...do ponies have opioids?"
>"Opioids?"
"Like...in the hospital do you have pain relievers that go in your veins to put you under?"
>"Ohhh...so, what's the archaeology part mean?"
"Well...they dig skin deep to find a vein, inject the stuff, and spend their time, uh...zombied out."
>"I...think I get it. Why would anyhuman do that though?"
"Well, same reason I drank, I guess..."
>"Damn..."
>A long silence passes, and you look outward to spot a few stragglers chattering between each other. Fluttershy seems intent on listening from a respectful distance now that she knows you're socializing with somepony in a positive way.
>It's like she's cheering you on, despite being a wallflower herself. It's...comforting.
"Hey Heartstrings?"
>"Yeah?"
"Thanks for giving me ideas last month. Not to sound sappy but being here almost let me forget this music. Happy to have some way to get my blood pumping."
>"You were certainly...animated."
"One might say singing like that is enough to make anyone aaaa........."
>You keep your mouth open, having a hard time keeping from laughing.
>"What--"
"A little hoarse?"
>She seems not to get it at first, but when she does a snort escapes her and she turns her red face away.
"Still got it, hehehe."
Anonymous
No.366461
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>>366440
Had this idea of Anonfilly starting off with angry music just as a vent and tie to home but indirectly leading ponies astray from magic, because the spread of this music ends up tainting them with chaos.
But I would be at this for far too long just establishing the bits of that, and I'm already so off the reservation it would be a mess anyway. Another green left out to dry. What else is new.
Anonymous
No.366530
366535
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>Be me
>Anonymous horsfucker innaquestria
>Twilight didn't do the thing it was the buggo
>Screaming about horrific daydreams or something.
>Turned into a smoll faggit.
>Twilight almost figured out a counter spell, but it's only temporary.
>She has three options, one of them needs to be picked so the proper counter spell can be made.
<1) Filly Plug, put it in and that contains the inner Filly for a time, needs to recharge in the sunlight for at least two hours. Can be you for every two hours spent in the sun or full autonomy as a filly for every half hour.
<2) Filly Friens, hanging out with friends adds time you could spend not as a Filly. Needs a 'special' chocky milky or else that day doesn't count.
<3) Filly Fever, become lost in the maddness of Filly completely. Every two days out of three you get to be you, but don't remember what The Filly did on that third day.
<The Filly that Buggo Queen put in is adversarial but still a cute Pone and a filly.
<The Filly knows what you know.
<Can suppress some actions because Filly is a little fag, prepare for the reprisal though.
<Can nudge some actions towards things, but anything too obvious (for a cartoon Pony) sometimes backfires.
>PSSST, hey faggot. If you let me loose with no oversight I'll be out of here in two or three years instead of five or seven those other options take. Just don't be surprised when you wake up a wanted man, in debt and with questionable deeds.
Anonymous
No.366535
>>366530
Option #3
That's like the Incredible Hulk, only with Filly, and probably somehow more destructive too. Makes sense since filly is green.
Ragefilly
Anonymous
No.366540
>Be me
>Camera zooms in from above and focuses on a green bush.
"Rainbro that's the Bush."
>Refocusing on a horsfucker of a man.
"I'm- OOOUUHHHO!"
>Pink blur right at wizing level doing the woodpecker.
>"Haha, we sure got him this time Pinks."
>The pink blur in question pulled a sign out of her mane. Although the shaking of the camera makes it hard to make out some details, but feminine moans are recorded.
<9969 - 701
>He starts glowing ever increasing and the camera sees the long grass looking at a pink flank.
>"Mmmm yummy!"
"Ha! I'm out early, yo Pank Po I'll get you sumthin nice from-Mmf!"
>The horsfucker of a man now a fuckedhosr got snowballed by Pinkie Pie.
>She pulls one more sign out of her mane.
<9969 - 702
>A suspiciously purple voice comes from the bush.
>"Well done girls, now let's get to the operating room."
>Pony flank flanks the smoll hosr forced into the tree library still being aggressively kissed by Pinkie Pie.
>All the ponies gone and the door closes.
>The ambience of Ponyville as yet another Thursday passes by.
>Eventually Twilight Sparkle purple unicorn with a satisfied smile turns off the camera.
Anonymous
No.366546
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Anonymous
No.366664
366665 366668 366684
>>366440
>Be the filly.
>Whatever you say, boss...your eyes are stuck shut with the glue of puffy eyes and eyelash-sand.
>You shift your leaden skull off of the surface that it was resting on, only to hear a few quiet 'pings' from your sideways movement.
>Your neck hurts, and your flank feels like you've been sitting pretty on concrete for days.
>Your eyes tear right open as you realize where you're seated.
>You had been up late into the night practicing on a few new instruments.....and perhaps drinking a few pints...
>...of vodka.
>Turns out, with a few vigilant talent-seekers coming through Ponyville and talking between each other the last few months, you've actually been picked up!
>Part of you is excited to
>While Pur....Twilight is more than proud of you being able to make money, she still insists that you avoid touring and keep living with her, for the time being.
>Hey, it's free rent.
>That stray thought makes you feel pangs of guilt, starting from the tip of your useless little horn and shivering its way to your flanks.
>You hear the intrusive thoughts getting louder: 'She's not just your landlord, she's your friend. Even if she is a little pushy about getting you to socialize. She cares. You piece of shit. You owe her the company at least. Drink some water, you shitfaced horse.'
>Shit, yeah, now you're awake.
>You bop yourself on the side of your snout, before you sit upright and blink the mismatches out of your crossed eyes.
>You shakily manage to nudge yourself off the piano bench and land on all fours, though not without a stumble and a sickly belch.
>Tomorrow night you'll be playing with a small band for a club a few hundred strong. You don't even remember the name of the joint, but you did put a post-it on the vanity in your room. You spare a glance and-
>....
>Let's not look at the vanity again until the show.
>You contemplate a little hair of the dog, but a gentle knock on the door startles you.
>"Anon? You didn't talk or eat dinner last night. Are you alright?"
>Your lips move before you can stop them:
"I'm not a kid. I didn't have dinner OR breakfast back-"
>Your words catch in your throat when you realize you're raising your voice.
>Best to rip off that band-aid and just open the door.
"Sorry..."
>"It's alright. With the stuff you've been recomposing for Ponyville...I can understand the...aggression coming out sometimes."
>You can't tell her the music isn't at fault, because that might open you up to further questions. So you accept her excuse and nod.
"I'm still sorry. But anyway, I'll be alright with what I dra--eh, ate last night."
>Nice save, dickhead.
>"Well...apology accepted. Do you feel like talki-"
"No."
>She stops mid-word, her head dipping down.
>Your heart aches a little.
>Don't be an ass. At least come up with an excuse.
"I-- I mean, no, like, there's nothing really to talk about. I just felt like a drink."
>She looks over your shoulder.
>You are nowhere near tall enough to conceal the interior from her.
>The floor is littered with bottles. She counts at least five bottles beside your piano itself, and a small pile of malt drinks next to your bed.
>You got a magically-sealed cooler and used it to stuff...liter-bottles of vodka and cheap mixers in.
"Perhaps I get a bit....in-character, when I play."
>"Uhhh, huh..."
>You don't know how to feel about this tone, but it's not deadpan or angry.
>She doesn't say anything for a few seconds, but when you look up at her, her horn lights up and you can hear glass clinking.
>"Well, Anon. Why don't we go do something today? I've finished my paperwork for the mayor's office and the stuff left over from this morning can be taken care of by Spike if you want to go anywhere."
>You hum to yourself. You've been able to at least convince one bartender in Creatureville that you're not just a little filly.
>Problem is, he's a griffin, and most of his clientele aren't exactly as calm and kindly as Twilight would appreciate.
>She clearly doesn't like the company you keep, but she keeps her lips sealed about it.
>Let's not...frazzle her too much today.
"Well. We could...go for a little hike in the Everfree. It shouldn't be overly dangerous these days, right?"
>She claps her hooves together with a dull 'clop clop,' wings splayed and her face shining with excitement.
>"Great! I'll pack snacks."
>Your stomach rumbles mere seconds after she's teleported out of earshot.
>You're not sure if you're hungry or you need to find the castle lavatory...
>You stumble out of your room and place all chips on brown.
>Suggesting a hike in your state might have been a mistake.
>Nothing you can do about it now but clean yourself up...
Anonymous
No.366665
>>366664
>Part of you is excited to
Oops...edit:
>Part of you is excited to become the rockstar, but the rest of you is getting hard to silence.
Anonymous
No.366668
366680 366686
>>366664
>As you trot along the trail Twilight had paved around the castle's front entrance, the two of you get to lighthearted small-talk about your job.
>There's a lot of budgeting and paperwork, and you're paid based on how much you make for the agency.
>Really, this isn't much different from being a cut rate country musician back home, but despite the snooty Manehattan attitude of your 'guy,' you do appreciate having things to do.
>After some walking, the two of you eat egg-and-daisy sandwiches beside a quietly-roaring rapid, and you enjoy the feeling of mist sometimes brushing your ear while you eat.
>You couldn't tell her what you think of the crowds at this point.
>By now, there's a decent chunk of the Ponyville populace who attend most of your concerts in town.
>You're okay with a few ponies around the park bench, but some of these clubs are really seedy and your tiny filly body simply wasn't made for biker-club looking minotaur or griffin hangouts.
>There seems to be a fair bit of...instability in the audience too, when you play.
>The few who are persistent enough to ask probing questions about you usually get a boilerplate response.
>You don't like to get too personal. This is all just music from back home. Even if...some of it kind of is personal in nature.
>Okay, most of it is.
>You visited a studio the previous day before you came home; you picked out a band of two ponies to work the drums and piano, who are at the moment disposable.
>You silently kick yourself for thinking that thought. They're not disposable. They got horse taxes to deal with too.
>But...it is true, they're only showing up for a couple concerts because the agent wants the accompaniment for some of the songs.
>Otherwise you're mostly stuck to the solo guitar act right now.
>You're getting sick of the guitar.
>You love the sounds it can make...when played right. And you are quite adept at it now.
>But you also feel like a massive tool, even if what you're doing isn't that pretentious.
>Or is it?
"Agh. Shut the fuck uuuup..."
>"Oh, sorry. I'll just..."
"What!? Nonono, sorry, I didn't mean--"
>She quickly shifts from flustered to a more passive concern.
>"Anon....what were you thinking about?"
"Nothing, really. It's stupid."
>"It's not stupid if you're entertaining it in the first place. And especially if you're sounding that angry about it."
>She's got you.
"I don't know. I guess I just wanna do better and I'm not sure I know how. The money's not really that big of a deal even though my agent keeps pushing me to consider money important. At the least, I've paid off the stuff I owe you, at least aside from paying rent--"
>"And you will never, ever have to pay rent around me. Just keep me company once in a while and the debt's zeroed out. Okay?"
"I will, I will."
>Part of you doesn't like the answer you just gave. You don't know why.
>"Anon..."
"What?"
>"That tone of voice says more than the words, you know."
>You glance up at her face, and her stern, yet slightly downtrodden gaze meets yours.
>You feel yourself shrink a little involuntarily.
>"Am I a bad friend?"
>Fuck.
>Panic sets in.
"No I--! Twilight you're great, really! You're doing great, and you are great. You've stuck your neck out for me how many times now? You care, and that's more than I can say for most of the audience at those shows."
>She softens up a little, but seems discontent as she looks forward again.
>"I wish I could get in your head, Anon..."
>You've got to make it up to her. You don't know how but you just do.
>You don't speak for a few minutes. You're simply trying to put how you feel into the right words.
>She's done so much for you.
>You really never deserved her help since going filly. You've been a brat, and an unstable mess at that.
>But she can get so pushy! Sometimes you just wanna stay inside and read some comics, or listen to your home-brewed vinyl records thinking back on your life. Is that so much to ask?
>Thinking back on your life doesn't require half a handle of tequila. She's concerned for you.
>...
>You know what to do.
"Twilight?"
>"Yes?"
"I've got a song I wanna share with you. Personally. No crowd, no record label, just us. I hope that's alright."
>"Of course. Want to head back and 'jam' while we sift through my mail?"
"Sounds perfect. But you'll have to bring it to my room, if that's okay."
>"Why's that?"
"Well I can't rightly carry a piano through that castle, can I? Your paperwork's lighter anyway."
>She chuckles, a wing placed on your back.
>"Alright, fair. But I'm picking up your trash first."
"Oh, alright mom."
>She lets out a little bashful titter, her wing tousling your mane.
>You really don't deserve her.
Anonymous
No.366680
366683 366687
>>366668
>You enter the castle behind Twilight and quickly prepare for your music, allowing the princess to grab her paperwork.
>She seems hesitant to let you go, like the second she rounds a corner you'll disappear on her or do something dangerous.
>Despite this, you make it to your room and pick songs out from your mental library.
>Something softer, that much is a given.
>
>Your eyes pan across your room, and immediately regret it.
>Maybe this room was a little bit plain when you moved in with the princess, but now...
>Setting aside the bottles and trash, this place has seen better days.
>You haven't opened the blinds in weeks. There's dust on the windowsill and the top of the headboard. The little sunlight that makes it inside shows that the dust isn't localized to those places either, but floating around freely.
>Your bed hasn't been made since the sheets were washed a month ago. The topsheet is all you really use, especially with summer being the way it is.
>Not wanting your room to worsen Twilight's mood, you decide to change this.
>Pulling the bottom sheet from your bed with your teeth is a frustrating ordeal, but you've done it a few times by now.
>You decide to fold the covers and put them atop the stripped bed for now, and you set the bunched up sheets on the bottle-less side of your bed.
>Knocking some of the dust off the windowsill makes you regret your decisions a little, but after a quick sneeze and dusting off your fetlock with your other hoof, you pull the blinds open.
>The sky is gorgeous and brightly lit with only a few thin clouds in sight. Although...your eyes do ache a little, especially after your hung-over hike.
>Note to self: buy shades for future shows.
>"A-Anon??"
>It seems that she's surprised to see you in the sunlight.
>You don't quite understand why, until you glance toward the reflection in your vanity:
>You're a fucking mess.
>You didn't even shower before that hike. Gross.
"Sorry for the mess. If it makes you feel better...I'll keep the blinds open. And...I'll get a bigger wastebasket."
>She lets out a little sigh, approaching your side and resting her wing on your back again.
>She lifts up your vanity and sets it down to her side so she can use it as a desk for her paperwork.
>The sound of her heavy stack of bills and treatises on the thin, simple space makes you jump.
"Goddamn. Er, anyway. There are a lot of songs that popped into my memory the last few months. And...I'm not used to having a band with me, so some of them don't quite translate as well as the folk punk stuff I started with."
>She doesn't reply, simply following along with you as you come to rest on your piano bench.
>Her wing doesn't leave your spine for a single second.
>"Did you have something specific to share with me?"
"Actually...yeah. This one might be easier to understand if I share a few things with you, so feel free to do what you wanna do."
>She doesn't waste a moment, her magic encompassing every remaining bottle in your room. She lifts her other wing, revealing a trash bag.
>The clanking of glass is...distracting. But in a way it also reminds you why you want to play this song for her.
"There's this film back home. It's called...Willard. The main character is a man in a big, worn down home with his mother. He doesn't...have a lot of friends."
>She listens intently, still maintaining the contact and even leaning a bit closer to you.
"His mom gives him a surprise birthday party, and all the guests are her friends. I hope I don't have to explain that it doesn't feel great. So...he leaves. And he feeds bits of his birthday cake to some rats that he finds there. But his mom just sees rats in the house and tells him to take them away and drown them."
>"That doesn't sound like a story with a happy ending."
"Well...this is merely a small portion of the setup. He hears them squeaking and crying and can't bring himself to do it. He keeps these rats as pets instead. And they are his closest friends."
>She smiles gently, hopefully.
>"Does he learn something about finding friendship from..."
>Her words trail off.
>You shake your head, avoiding her gaze.
"No....no. The story gets...grim. But, one of these rats is named after a philosopher from ancient Greece. Socrates."
>She seems to light up, although it's tempered by her misgivings about this story of yours.
"He was a great man. One of the things he is known for is an allegory. Think of a bunch of ponies, who were from a young age, but not from birth, chained to a wall inside of a deep, dark cave. The only things they can see are shadows from the light outside. But, one day, someone manages to escape their restraints and see the outside world. But they can't understand what he's trying to explain..."
>You chuckle slightly at the schizophrenic ramble you feel like you're on.
"But...another time I could give the whole lesson."
>"Of course, Anon. But, what does all of this have to do with this film? And....how does this relate to the song you wanted to play?"
>You wish you could get into it with this cute mare, but...unfortunately, you're a little low on energy today, especially after going on that hike.
"Maybe I should just skip the preamble and get to the song, huh?"
>"Alright. I understand."
>As you begin to tap at the piano to set the rhythm, you glance around the room, to see almost the entire space is cleared.
>Even your sheets have been teleported out, presumably to the laundry room...
"Thanks again Twilight. For the pickup, for accompanying me...for everything."

>Here goes nothing...
Anonymous
No.366683
366690 366882
>>366680

You know I couldn't hurt a fly, my friend
I'm not the type to step on ants.
I've nearly cried for moths that die at porchlight lamps,
More for the plight of mice than men.

See, I myself have been stepped on so many times,
It's started to feel like my place.
I failed to fit into those nests that scrape the sky.
Is there room for me in your cave?

>You swallow slightly, steeling yourself a little.
>You don't want to fuck this up, not in front of Twilight.
>So you play a brief reprise of the notes to work away the welling of emotions inside you.
>It only takes that verse for her to understand what you're getting at.
>However, the show must go on.

Animals are people too, but these people are animals.
Hunt in packs and act as though it proves they can't survive alone.
And I guess wе just evolved disgust for prevention of infection, though
Shame was an invention made for prisons, pales, and pest control.
Yeah, sure, thumbs are great and all...

But I just get bare necessities,
Hakuna matatas and c'est-la-vies.
Que sera sera's, what a crock, I mean
Big talk for a chimpanzee!

You might seem behind bars, but friend, this cage is inside oouuuut...
It's awful out here, Socrates.


>You can't quite stop yourself from tearing up a little.
>You can't just stop now. There's so much more to say, and you won't accept this private performance unless it's perfect.
>This has been on your chest for far too long.

I've never understood what humans do and want;
It's quite confusing to me to try to connect.
Never learned how I should feel, instincts somehow stunted,
Just seem haunted by my stupid urge to protect.

Until frustration makes me wish my teeth were sharp as yours,
Chew through their garage doors, these carnivores will no more use my heart!
They'll call me crazy but their words all seem made-up to me.
Maybe they just need more friendship like yours!

So gather 'round Pandora's Skinner's Box, look through the one-way mirror.
If you can see in shades of gray the colors are much clearer!
Oh, my friend, you've got a friend in me.
Let's go and make more enemies.
Although my eyes face forward, climb up on my shoulder,
Sure you'll see my point of view, I'd bring you with me

To the office in my pocket, but the world would put us down,
Lock me up and toss the keeee-eeeyyy...
You might seem behind bars, but friend, this cage is inside oooouuut...

It's dangerous out here, Socrates.
It's lonely out here, So-cra-tes...


>You breathe heavily as you play out the small melody at its end, eyes shut and tears streaming down your cheeks.
>Your voice is a lot more ragged than you expected it to get.
>You can't stop a hiccup from coming out, and with that the dam bursts.
>You don't sob loudly. You manage at least a quiet cry, for what that's worth.
>She hugs you closely from your side, gently hushing you.
>She...starts rocking you back and forth in your seat.
>Your eyes open as you stabilize enough for only the occasional shiver.
>"You weren't a pony before. You used to be a human, but you didn't belong there."
>You slowly, reluctantly nod, burying your face in her shoulder.
>"When you came out here, and saw everypony so...peaceful, even sometimes placid and simple, you thought you were...Willard, peering in from the outside, with all the knowledge we lacked. But now, as a unicorn with no magic and no conception of Friendship...you feel as ignorant and lost as the rat must have been. Maybe even moreso."
>You don't respond, simply staying wrapped up in her wings, trying not to make any more of a scene than you already have.
>"I think I understand everything I need to know, Anon. And I hope you know that whatever troubles you, I'll be here to help. Alright?"
>You peer up into her eyes, catching that gentle, sympathetic smile on her face.
>You stay nuzzled up against her for what must have been hours.
>By the time you disconnect, the sun is nearly completely hidden, and the castle and its surrounding clearing is blanketed with an eerie white glow from the moon.
"Thanks Twilight."
>"No, thank you. This is more than you've opened up in a long time...and I think I learned more from that song than from the last year living with you. Let's go out for a bite, how's that sound? Your choice where."
"You know what? Sure. Just...let me take a bath and clean up. I feel even grimier than I did this morning."
>She reaches her hoof over your neck, hugging you tight and squeezing like a heartbeat before she lets you scurry off to the bathroom.
Anonymous
No.366684
366685
Oekaki.png
>>366664
Have read this part so far. Rockstar filly is neat. ^^
Anonymous
No.366685
366686
>>366684
Thank you, and thank you as well for the oekaki.
Anonymous
No.366686
366691
Oekaki.png
>>366685
Np. ^^ Hopefully it's the thought that counts even if the I'm not delusional about the qaulity of my drawings ^^I also don't have many fitting pictures for what I wanna express.
>>366668
Now I have read this part.
Anonymous
No.366687
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>>366680
Read this so far.
Anonymous
No.366690
366691
Oekaki.png
>>366683
Now, I have read this.
Anonymous
No.366691
>>366686
>>366687
>>366690
Thank you for the draws, fren. It is indeed the thought that counts ^^
Anonymous
No.366728
366729
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Filly power move: Bump!
Anonymous
No.366729
366730
>>366728
There's really no point to bumping a thread that's on page 1 of its board as well as the overboard.
Anonymous
No.366730
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>>366729
Yeah, I just wanted to type something with the picture I drew. ^^
Anonymous
No.366882
>>366683
Great read
Anonymous
No.366977
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Here's my weekly filly tribute.

Filly is sleepy. Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz...
Anonymous
No.366991
366995
6738472__safe_artist-colon-muffinz_imported+from+derpibooru_oc_oc+only_oc-colon-filly+anon_earth+pony_pony_advertisement+in+description_agony_animated_computer_.gif
>Mfw..?
What spooked our gal, fellas?
Anonymous
No.366995
366998
>>366991
Most likely? Niggel's plebbit furry futa history.

Slightly less likely? Unsolicited opinions on pissrahell by mason lodge police officer/alphagoy soup shills.
Anonymous
No.366998
367001
>>366995
Can we NOT bring him up in every thread, please?
Anonymous
No.367001
367002 367014
>>366998
Bit disingenuous to complain about that when nigey is shitting everywhere else. Have (you) ever tard wrangle him before?
I remember nige only posts here to tell you how he's too much of a Chad for this "tranny isekai" thread.
Anonymous
No.367002
>>367001
I am well aware of him. That's besides the point. This thread is about Anon Filly.
Anonymous
No.367007
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Which filly r u? I think I'm the left one.
Anonymous
No.367009
367016
>>367007
Right one without any doubt.
Anonymous
No.367014
367015 367016
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>>367001
I did that dozens of times. All I got from it was a couple of butthurt mods that wouldn't do the right fucking thing.

>>367007
Left, but it needs pineapple and hot sauce. Maybe some fried rice.
Anonymous
No.367015
367016
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>>367014
>pineapple
>hot sauce
>fried rice
Yacky.
Anonymous
No.367016
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6780429__safe_artist-colon-redpalette_imported+from+derpibooru_oc_oc-colon-anon_oc-colon-filly+anon_cute_female_filly_keychain_mare_merchandise_stretching_yawn.jpg
Anyone of you own any filly merch? I don't even own a pony plush. The only thing I own is an old pinkie pie plastic figure I got from buying a girl's magazine.
Ouch. Dat memory. ^^

>>367009
As excepted by a burger? ^^

>>367014
>Left
D: R u using a vpn?

>>367015
R peetzer horse? ^^ >>366747 →
Anonymous
No.367017
>>367016
>As excepted by a burger? ^^
Shouldn't be a "?" here.
Anonymous
No.367018
367019 367229
>>367016
>Anyone of you own any filly merch?
Got the V1 and V2 Anonfilly plush what was sold in the /mppp/ threads on /mlp/. Other then that I have a Filly Patch.
Anonymous
No.367019
>>367018
>then that
than that....? Glim Glam probably know the right grammar here.
Anonymous
No.367020
367021
>>367016
>As excepted by a burger? ^^
As gimma all that meat.
Burgers are the true food. Pizza.... nah.
Anonymous
No.367021
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>>367020
Anonymous
No.367023
367024
Anonfilly and Trixie - I ain't scared.png

Anonymous
No.367024
>>367023
>Trixiemom
I need moar of this
Anonymous
No.367029
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Trixie leading the anonfilly army.
Big Filly
Anonymous
No.367037
367038 367084
6725401__safe_artist-colon-real+namuh_oc_oc-colon-filly+anon_blushing_butt_female_filly_plot_sweat_sweatdrop_trotting.png
<Image because I can't find a better one for what I'm writing here.

>Arrive in Equestria.
>Be filly.
>Big filly.
>You're a green filly with black mane and question mark for cutie mark as per standard, however...
>You're not a normal pony.
>You're race is that of the mythical Trojan Horses, far in the eastern realms of Equestria.
>You're told that they grow to rival even ancient dragons in size.
>Their hooves grow to be the length and width of redwood trees.
>However, you're still a filly, with the hormones of a filly and mood swings of one.
>You're past life seems so distant these days and your more fillish for every day that passes.
>You live in the crystal tree palace with Princess Twilight Sparkle as your guardian.
>Today is friday and a school day.
>As other fillies and colts enter the classroom almost two at time, you have to squeeze and duck through the door frame.
>When you last wisited Canterlot with mommy Twilight, you had meet the first pony you didn't need to look down to talk to: Princess Celestia.
>However, you'r body was much chunkier than hers, and more filly.
>You navigate carefully as not to bump into any desk.
>You sit down into the costume-made chair and desk that the Apples made especially for you.
>It's a lot bigger than the other ones in the classroom and holds your weight.
>During Cheerlee's lecture, you feel something hit your back.
>You look down and see a small crumpled up piece of paper.
>You look back and as expected find Diamond Tiara looking at you meanly.
>She stick her tongue out at you.
>You're angry but you ignore her; mommy Twilight told you that, "they are just doing it to get a reaction from you, if you ignore them, they'll get bored and stop".
>You turn away and focus on the lesson.
>Your mommy is very smart but you're starting to doubt her words; Tiara has been doing this for a while now.
>During recess you just wander around aimlessly.
>There are a very few games you can do due to your size.
>You can't swing on the swing set because last time you did you broke not only your seat but toppled over the whole set.
>You suck at hide and seek because last pony found gets to seek next game so if you don't get it first time, your not gonna get it.
>Jumping-rope is literally impossible because they don't have big enough ropes for you.
>The other foals complain if you join them in football or soccer, especially if you're the goalkeep.
>It's always that either you're too big or things are too small for you.
>Inside activity is more fun: Drawing, reading and other such stuff.
>There are activities which you are proficent in or that you find found but other foals don't do those outdoor activities either because you're overpowered in them or because you they prefer other things.
>It's fine though: Copium (kappa).
>You just wander around the schoolyard most of the time.
>It's kinda peaceful if nothing else.
>However, a certain someone has lately decided to follow you around to make your life a livving hell.
>Today is not different.
Anonymous
No.367038
367080 367082 367084
6774572__safe_artist-colon-ponny_imported+from+derpibooru_oc_oc-colon-filly+anon_earth+pony_human_pony_angry_biting_female_filly_finger+in+mouth_fluffy_hand_smo.png
>>367037
>"Hey, fatso," you hear the voice of Diamond Tiara say from behind you.
>You look back and see that she's not alone, Silver Sppon is tagging along behind her.
>You know you shouldn't reply but you can't help yourself.
"I'm not fat."
>"Oh, sorry. I meant, hey freak."
>She grins a wicked smile at you.
>You turn away from her.
>You're unfortunetly on the backside of the school where few other students are.
>Tiara probably followed her in her aimless wandering and started harassing her here were there basically no witnesses.
>You start to increase your pace to get out of her but despite her short legs, Tiara easily keeps pace with you by lightly jogging.
>She was lighter as well afterall.
>She steps in front of you.
>"What's the rush, huh? Need to pee?" she asks.
"No," you answer back.
>You try to step around her but she moves into the way.
>You stop again as she bodyblocks you again.
>You glare at her for a moment but you look down as you face her gaze.
>"Tiara, let's go a rope-jumping, this is boring," says Silver Spoon as she walk over to Tiara lightly tugging her tail.
>"What? No, rope jumping is lame besides..." Tiara says but trails off as she notices that you have moved passed her while she was distracted.
>She quickly catches up to you.
>Where are you going, huh?" she asks and then punches your barrel right next to where it connects to your hindleg.
>She has been hitting you for so long that she has found your body's weakpoints and has beens tartign to exploit them.
>It really hurts.
"Argghh!" you yell and suddenly you see red.
>Your yell comes out like a booming roar.
>You turn on Tiara and shove her with one hoof.
>She rolls a few feet across the grass.
>You step over her and hoist one of your front hooves into the air, its ready to punch the filly below you.
>Tiara's eyes are wide and her pupilsare pinpricks.
>Her mouth hang slackjawed as she lays on her back.
>You eyes are filled with hate but soon they are filled with uncertainty.
>You just hold your hoof in the air.
>"Anonymous! Don't you dare!"
>You look up and find an angry Cheerilee running over towards the two of you.
>You start to walk away in the opposite direction from your teacher, along the shool building's backside wall.
>"Oh, you don't walk away from me missy. Anonymous stop!" she shouts after you .
>You're anger reignite again.
>Tiara started it.
>You clench your face into a point in subdued rage but your head hangs low.
>"Anonymous, I know you can hear me. Stop right there."
>You anger flares up again and you deliever a punch with all your might into the school building.
>Wood snap and crack.
>Vertical wood ledges and wooden boards shatter and just fall off.
>A spiderweb of crack and dangling wood surrounded crater that you made upon impact.
>As you pull back your hoof, isolating matter that itch but look a bit like yellow cotton falls out of the hoof-sized hole in the wall you created.
>Nopony says anything for a moment.
>The rage is gone now.
>It's almost peaceful after you let it all out but you can feel a dread creeping into your heart.
>You dare yourself to peek over at Cheerilee.
>You find her standing nearby, staring at you in shock.
>Then she gethers herself and says in a quiet voice.
>"I'm gonna call Princess Twilight. We need to discuss this. Until then, I want you to stay in my office."
>You look away.
>That was the one things you didn't wanna hear.
Anonymous
No.367067
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>"Uhh, look dude. It's not gay. We're wrestling."
Anonymous
No.367080
367082
6783388__safe_artist-colon-ponny_imported+from+derpibooru_oc_oc-colon-filly+anon_earth+pony_human_cheek+squish_colored_eyes+closed_female_filly_gritted+teeth_pi.png
>You're hurting her. Stahp!

>>367038
This has a continuation. I will eventually write it.
Anonymous
No.367082
367087
>>367038
>>367080
Those are really neat Fillies.
Anonymous
No.367084
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>>367037
>>367038
Anonymous
No.367087
>>367082
Ty c:
>>367084
^^ bretty acurate
Anonymous
No.367169
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Is this the end of the line for filly?
Anonymous
No.367170
367189
>>367169
>Be Copper Top
>You have a frowny disappointed face.
>It's not usually like that,
>Some boozed up street punk filly just sleeping on the bench with four bits had to be dumb.
>That by itself wouldn't get the scruncher all twisted up.
>It's what she's sleep talking.
>"-mnm hores lan-"
>She might be in the pleasure industry without a license, or worse.
>A question mark for questionable choices.
>You can feel the reporters and your boss's boss's boss going to grill this 'young mare'.
"Time to wake up."
>"g'way no hoofs."
>I'm going to need backup to safely move this foal.
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No.367189
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>>367170
^^
<"-mnm hores lan-"
Sadly, I haven't followed the 4chan cup so I don't follow u on that one.

>Still be Copper Top.
>You ended up taking the foal into custody, literally.
>Now, you're her guardian.
>The higher up thought that since she's still so young, it wouldn't be good to bring her to a prison.
>It also helped her case that a cutie mark was consulted to give her opinion on the filly's mark.
>It could mean, as first was assumed, to make a destined for quiestionable choices -- about a third of the inmates in Equestria's prisons have a cuite mark relating to crimal activity.
>This expert thought differently:
>"Ah, tink e coud b a mak four snoopin'," she said and tipped fedora.
>In other words, if her moral compass was improved upon, she might become an asset to the force by becoming a great detective one day.
>The higher up then decided that (you) should be the one to foster this talent due to squeaky clean and reform this young, and probably criminal, young lady's life.
>So that's the backstory why you're now letting this filly into your apartment in one of the skyscrapers in Manehatten.
>And why she wears a magical collar around her neck.
Anonymous
No.367190
>>367189
>his talent due to squeaky clean
Due to your squeaky clean record
Anonymous
No.367196
>>367189
<mnm hores lan
Drunk sleepy for I'm in horse land.
<tfw Anonfilly is now detective Conan or Sherlock because not blinded by horsery.
Anonymous
No.367197
367205
>>367189
>You're still Copper Top
>Your record is skyrocketing even further.
>Because of one pain in the flank and over all headache, that drunk bench filly.
>Schooling is a disaster.
>A social pariah, menace, chocolate dealer and homework fixer.
>She only covers enough so the school can't catch it, but enough clues to train a whole forensics division in her ways.
>Because you asked her to make a promise to do that.
>Behind all that she's out of her element with Equestrian social cues.
>Her heart right there for everypony to see, yet a whirlwind of contradictions.
>On the streets she's too aware of the most heinous aspects of society.
>Now she's walking with you back to your home after school.
>Usually she mouths off at everypony and everything, typically in high risk cases like hers cracking down on everything is done.
>She's atypical.
>"Keep your eyes up popo pony, some dealer will be up ahead. Just roast me over some school thing she'll be in a drooping saddle bag. Yellow with a black mane. I'm pretty sure her cutie mark is poppy seeds but she deals the hard stuff that's laced with something extra."
>There's an understanding.
>But that also means a bit of fun very light ribbing.
"Anon I can't believe you barely got a D in history. Especially about hoofball."
>Behind those jaded, darkened eyes, is a heart that cares a bit too much.
>Yammering about grades and homework and reports and how important it is, you see the suspect from the edge of your vision.
>Yet again Anon picked out the training mare.
>Merry Poppy manages to be just unhinged enough to scare most foals, mares and stallions straight when deployed to an area.
>More than that Merry blends right in when she wants to.
>Passing by far enough you ask the question needed for the report.
"Why do you suppose she is one?"
>"Her eyes aren't as bright. But not that dark so she's actually someone posing as a dealer for this test. It's how she moves its practiced. The bags being different tells the modification she has is different. But above everything all you ponies just aren't good at deception."
"Let's get you that raise so I can invest it."
>Thankfully she more than did so.
Anonymous
No.367205
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This image makes me think of Rollercoaster Tycoon when you pick up visitors in ur park with pincher and drop them off somewhere else.^^

>>367197
Took me a few reads to understand this one, so I know who wrote it. I don't even have to use my knowledge of the ocult. ^^
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No.367207
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>"Fluttershy, are you sure abbout this? I don't think that's an animal you tame."
Anonymous
No.367208
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>>367207
>being pampered by Flutters and away from Purple
Filly best wish.
Anonymous
No.367210
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>>367207
>:anonfilly:Stop trying to tame me!
>The whole town was startled by a loud "REEEEEEEEEE"
Anonymous
No.367229
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>>367208
Yeah, that is what happned in Assfaggot's story so I'd say it's canon.^^
>>367210
^^
>>367018
I was looking for a specific image where a robot-pony hugs an anonfilly and says, "You are appriciated, autism support horse soft toy." on my computer but couldn't find it so you get this instead lol.
Anonymous
No.367238
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Pick ur mom.
Anonymous
No.367246
367247
>You arrive to the castle late at night
>Berry may not have wanted to give you any drinks
>But drunken Berry didn't have nearly as many reservations about a drinking buddy
>Even if said buddy was underage
>On the outside, of course
>You're a grown man...
>But fuck, what do these horses put in these drinks?
>That was just a cup of cider
>Cider! For Celestia sake...
>Fucks sake
>And even your humanity is slipping with this swayed mind
>"Anon? Is that you?"
>Fuck, can't let purple see you like this
>You try and turn to get on the first room to your right
>But your mind immediately nopes away, keeping momentum forward and falling on your sides
>thunk
>"Anon!"
>You hear a flap of wings coming from the stairs
>Why is the ground so close, everything is spinning...
>A large purple hoof picks your face, lifting you to look at your face
>"What happened? Are your hurt? What's this smell?"
>Oh, you can answer that last one
>You vomit all over her belly, the quick pull of your face disturbing everything inside you just enough
>Twilight meanwhile is so shocked she can only stand there as you finish emptying your stomach
>...that's a lot for one cup
>Eh, at least it should have cleared the alcohol stench from your mouth
>Now she will never know~
>"You went drinking, didn't you?"
>How!?
>Your features don't show your shock, still groggy and a light headache slowly making itself known
>But your eyes do manage to focus on her face for once
>And especially her glowing horn
>...
>Fuck magic
"Fuck ma-"
>As you open your mouth for the A, your body feels like it's the perfect time for a second round
>But before anything comes out, you feel your world blink away, changed from her embrace into a cold bathtub
"Blaargh"
>Shit man, this shit is gonna stick into your fur if you don't get out quick
>You get on the opposite side of the tub, dragging yourself across the white ground
>Not long after, the door to the bathroom opens
>And almost immediately the water starts filling the tub
>Wo- wha-
>Your state makes you slow to react to the raising water
>You do manage to raise your head above the water despite everything at least
>And the a large purple mass joins you in the tub
>"What am I gonna do to you?"
>Oh, it's Twilight
"Hi~"
>You try saying as cutely as possible, mares can't resist cute fillies
>Unless said filly literally barfed on them not even 5 minutes ago, you think to yourself
>Twilight unceremoniously shoves a potion to your face, levitating away the grime
>As the water keeps raising, she places you on her belly so you don't get drowned
>Finally, as it gets to her neck, she shuts it off
>Soaking with you in her embrace under the warm water
>You almost feel like this is some sorta reward with the comfy
>Until you open your eyes and look at her face
>You immediately look away, trying to recover the comfy imagery your mind had printed
>You're not in Twilight's hooves
>This is some sort of beast thinking what it will do with her prey in its clutches
>Ignoring the visage, her hooves cleaning your coat do feel nice
>And as much shit you give her, you know Twilight is trying her best
>"Hold your breath"
>Her words come as a surprise, breaking the silence
>Booping your nose, her large hoof leaves some dripping water, forcing you to hold your breath for a second
>You think about shaking your head to clear it, but you don't get a chance as she forcefully dips your head down
>She brushes your face with her fetlocks before releasing you
>And you promptly come back up with a gasp
>Things are clearer and not spinning as much and you almost dare to speak up to Twilight
>But laying on top of a larger mare as she looks down so sternly like this shuts you up immediately
>Specially since you know you fucked up
>But you did what had to be done for a man to get his godly beverage dammit
>Even if it wasn't even 10% alcohol and just a cup
>So all you do is scrunch and look to the side
>She goes on to clean herself, her movements surprisingly calming under the water
>Despite the storm going on above in her head
>She finishes with a sigh, likely coming to a conclusion
>"You're grounded"
>No shit sherlock
>What you dread is whatever she says next
>So you just wait for it
>And wait, as both of you just soak in the warm water for a bit longer
>Finally she does something
>Which is to get both of you out, still no words spoken
>She materializes two towels, cleaning you with one while draping herself on the other
>All in silence
>You feel much better already, whatever that potion she gave you was revitalized you right up
>Maybe not as new, but you can certainly stand up and look around with no issues
>Finishing cleaning you, she turns to dry herself out
>Still not saying a word
>Okay what the fuck is going on?
"Cmon Twilight, spit it out. What is my punishment? What the fuck do you want me to do?"
"Because I'll say this was...was more than..." - You actually want to say it was worth it, but staring at her just leaves you at a loss of words
>She just stares down at you, her eyes stoic, looking down at your form
>"I'm disappointed"
>With that she merely walks past you, both towels levitating in her magic and not looking back
>You almost feel the entire world breaking down around you
>Two words...
>You...you needed that fix goddamit...
>To feel that sweet nectar burning down your throat
>Especially ever since you forcelly became a filly, lost your humanity...
>You just wanted to forget it all, get back to old times...
>...
>You fucked up
>You plop your rear on the ground, wondering if it was all worth it
>You really don't deserve Twilight
>The one mare who fucked everything up
>But the one mare who's been trying her best to help you acclimate to the new world
>Hell, since forever even
>And now you...
>You...
>Your mind throws a blank, those two words echoing in your mind
>I'm disappointed, you keep hearing, even though she's long gone
>The grounding doesn't even matter anymore
>You just hope you can make it up to her somehow...
Anonymous
No.367247
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>>367246
Top tier filly. This story has a great mix of almost all anonfilly elements: Cute, comfy, mischievious, stern motherly twi and filly wanting her old man body back.
Anonymous
No.367250
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>>367229
:anonfilly:
Anonymous
No.367251
>>367250
:anonfilly:
Adorable.
Anonymous
No.367268
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>Be Anonfilly.
>But sharkfilly.
>Swim around in the depths below.
>Feel the splashing of hooves on the surface.
>See purple rump.
>Bite.
^^
Anonymous
No.367271
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>>367268
>I honestly don't know what you were expecting
Anonymous
No.367274
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>>367271
This, perhaps?
Anonymous
No.367278
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Filly rules over the ball.
Anonymous
No.367279
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>Small horses wants the meat.
Anonymous
No.367281
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Beware of Piranhafilly.
Anonymous
No.367282
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>This is Anonymous
>He used to be a human man
>Now for complicated reasons he is now a gril smol hors
>because of magic and plot reasons, Anon now a Filly must flirt with every living being that is capable of speech.
>always
>However, Anon is a shitposter probably and can misconstrue words to get through the day. Some day with practice.
>What do?

>Belly sliding to the kitchen because you're hungry but you see Purple Horse
>Oh no, magic tism
"Heey hot stuff what other kind of magic will you stuff inside me, then we'll talk about what a naughty naughty filly you've been."
>Twilight with all the grace of a hormonal hungry baby bursts into tears and tries to babble apologies.
"Oh baby momma is it you're looking so fine I could sink my theeth into you. How about we make for chow time, you make the noodles and I do the slurping."
>Twilight crys harder.
>Sliding like the childish retarded horse without a horse childhood you are to reach something you can eat.
"I know I'm so pretty it puts you to tears, but before we comfort each other let's put sweet stuff in each other's mouths. You know a way to a man's mare's heart is through her stomach."
>Twilight doing an impression of that kid from Ghost Stories talks mysteries then runs out.
>The problem with Twilight's tree library house is that she cleans everything and closes everything.
>Your body doesn't cooperate and it won't for another few days, but it's good the wood is so slick.
>Trying to kick and push at the cupboard, and just sliding away.
>Instead you think about better times.
>Then less than better times.
>"I-I'm back I brought fast food."
"Whoa sweet cheeks I'm so stunned by your cute brains I lost all bodily control, how about you feed me like one of your French Prench mares."
>She magic's food into your mouth through the air.
>Your fries are not crispy because of the waterworks
>It's salty though.
Anonymous
No.367284
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>>367282
>how about you feed me like one of your French Prench mares."
>She magic's food into your mouth through the air.
Da fuck anon. You are so spoiled by those mares.
Anonymous
No.367285
367290
>>367279
Whos the artist?
Anonymous
No.367290
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>Eat ur dinner, then dessert.
>>367285
Here's his artist page on ponerpics:
https://ponerpics.org/tags/artist-colon-ponny
Proof its the right guy:
https://ponerpics.org/images/6749339?q=artist%3Aponny
Ponny is the name it seems, which now when I think of it is the swedish word for pony, or ponnyhäst Ponnyhäst=Ponyhorse but still. Probably, just a coincidence though. Like, people like misspelling things for kicks, like pone or hoers.
Anonymous
No.367291
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>"All fillies stand up for the horse anthem."

>>367282
Hehe, but why is purps cruing? Who wouldn't like a filly to charm them. The most common sexual fantasy for most afterall is to be raped and dominated by filly.
Nice read.^^
>>367271
>>367278
I'm not touching that I don't wanna derail the thread. Globetarts^^
>>367274
~Shoobido shoob-shoobido. Call upon the seafillies when your in success. Unhelpful as can be ponies, you soon send out and S.O.S.
Shoobido shoob-shoobido.~

Yeah, I didn't think about that.
Anonymous
No.367292
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>>367281
I have seen piranha's in a tank once. I don't think they can be fillifed. ^^
>>367284
I think bubblebutt would make for a great mom too. ^^
inb4 dark interpretation of image: Filly 'removed' Dinky and replaced her while Derpy is none the wiser cuz bad eyes.
Anonymous
No.367301
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>>367291
>Filly showing contempt for the Equestria's flag
ZIGGER!!!
Anonymous
No.367383
367384
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>Be Queen Chryssalis.
>Your body is mostly cole-black but parts of it is transparent smile green.
>For example, your mane and tail.
>Also, your wings are blueish insect wings wtih holes like cheese.
>Doesn't stop you from flying tho.
>Your hooves and horn have the same high amount of number of holes.
>Anyway, the lower part of your abdomen have pugdey bands of transparent green smile going across it.
>You rub it with a hoof and look at it with a pleased smile.
>You can see your entrails through the bands but you don't focus on that.
>It's the things that are inside of the bands that you look at.
>Changelings eggs in different colors; most are green, some black and a few a white as far as you can see from the outside.
>Bit like apples.
>It makes your look a bit obese.
>Your on your way to the brood chambers.
>You walk though stoney passages and enter a cavern with about a hundred similar green eggs but covered in a round slime cacoons attached to the floor.
>You walk pass the eggs through a tight path between them.
>You find a suitable free surface.
>You massage your green belly until your hooves are covered in green slime.
>You knead it a like dough before you spread it by tucking it like baker across the surface.
>Then squat down, spread your hindlegs far apart, and press out the eggs through your snatch onto the smile bed you made.
>The first are green; Nothing special: They will hatch in a month become drones.
>Drones were the grunts of changeling hierachy.
>They were the dumbest, basically animals, that just followed orders from greater changelings.
>They were one of four types you as the queen could produce on your own without help from any breederbug.
>You produced new ones around every full moon.
>They died early too; either by just working with hasardous and dangerous task, or by old age which for them was around five years at most.
>They would be hatched in about a month from now.
>There were cacoons in the chamber with you that had now small transprent bubbles with sleeping drone foals with in them, ready to hatch any day soon.
>The eggs you laid, you quickly packaged with the smile from the bed of it you made into small cacoons and then kneaded some of it at its base to attached them to the stone ground.
>After a several green ones you lay a few black eggs.
>You packaged them as well but your didn't fasten them to the floor.
>The black ones became brutes.
>Drones could be used for anything, including military matters but brutes were specifically made to defend the and fight for the hive.
>They were big and their only purpose was to fight things.
>The things changelings was that longer they stayed incubated for the smarter and the greater their lifespan.
>They grew to have more of an individuality too.
>The drones were all the same as far as anyone could tell but the higher tiers of changelings became more and more personally diversity.
>The black eggs would take about three months before they hatch.
>You didn't stick them to the ground here because you liked to keep it organized.
>You have a different chamber adjacent and short distance to this one where you put the brutes in.
>It doesn't much time to wrap green eggs in to nurising cacoons neither did it take much smile from your stomach folds but again as with everything: the higher tier of eggs the more of you need but the more you also got back.
>But the higher tier changelings were also more rare, in fact their rarity increased the better they were.
>You wrapped the eggs in more goo than the green ones to form their cacoons.
>When you finally finished wrapping these black and green eggs you hada few dozens of them and few hours had passed.
>You would move the black ones soon but you felt the familar pressure of more eggs pushing their way out.
>Next out was few white eggs.
>You lick you mouth.
>These were breederbugs.
>These were your concorts, they gave you pleasureful night and chance to lay eggs of even higher sophistication then what you could on your own, except for one type of egg.
>That egg was also something you'd lay on your own when the time came.
>You made thicker cacoons for the white seeds than the previous ones.
>They incubated for five months.
>You soon felt more more eggs pushing themselves out.
>The next eggs you lay were all of the higher quality and rarity than then ones before.
>You lay eight yellow ones, five orange ones, three red ones, and one teal one.
>You gasp and blink at the collection of eggs before you.
>What a day!
>What a brood!
>So many rare eggs, one of each type.
>You grin.
>You're giddy even.
>The yellow ones are the hive flying ace and leaders on the battlefield, they refered to as Aces.
>These ones would incubated for seven months
>The orange ones, were the infiltrators.
>They infiltrated pony society and ponynapped them back to the hive mostly but could do other things such as spying.
>These would take about nine months to hatch.
>They were similar to the average pony in terms of mental capabilities and individuality too.
>The red ones, were the nobles, her adviser and the changelings she delicated ruling tasks to.
>The incubated for eleven months.
>The teal one...
>She smiled at that one.
>Was the Magus, a rare and powerful spellcaster changeling.
>It would take thirtheen months for this one.
>She would be sore and dry in her belly folds after she finished the large cacoons that would be needed for some of these, especially the magus one.
>However, it would be well worth it
>She would just have to feast later on to regain it, was all.
>Then she felt it.
>There was an egg left.
>But it felt like it was stuck somehow
>You "grr" and sigh.
>You just kinda wanna be done with this at this point.
>You force it loose.
>It hurts for a moment but then you feel it sliding towards your snatch.
>Even thogh you feel like you just won the lottery you want more.
>You lay it and swing around.
>Couldn't be aother teal right?
>You blink a few times.
>Then your eyes widen.
>It's purple.
>You never got that before.
>But there is only one type left.
filly soon
Anonymous
No.367384
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>>367383
>Still be Chryssalis.
>You let out a hiss.
>Its like something clutches your heart.
>You feel it in in your hooves; the blood in your vein are eitehr ice cold or boiling hot.
>You can't tell but its uncomfortable.
>Your hissing turns into panting.
>You breath heavy.
>You put a hoof to your forehead.
>Its like you have feber and your usually long, straight neck can't seem to support the weight of your head.
>You look.
>You look away.
>You look back again.
>The color remains distincly purple.
>Your horns lits up in arcane green light at its tip.
>The light shone doesn't change it.
>It's still clearly purple.
>Maybe it was miscolor.
>You don't know.
>It could happen.
>You look over at the rest of the eggs and back at the purple one.
>You always felt this way when you with unwrapped eggs; they were meant to be cacooned.
>However, the conpulsion to take care of the purple one was increadiblely strong.
>It would have to take priority.
>It was probably just because you were curious about and nothing more.
>So you dressed the other eggs up in temporal slim webbed shells for now, just keep them from getting too dry.
>They would have to be replanted into proper cacoons later.
>You web up the purple egg wtih care.
>Fasten it with sticky substance into your embrace and took flight.
>You fly through many pipe-like tunnels over large abyssal caverns and pass by many changelings.
>They salute you but you don't give them any attention.
>Only thing you care about is getting to your own private chamber and without having anyone see what you're carrying.
>Not that ayone could object to whateever you decide to do but because...
>You don't want anyone else to come with crazy early assumptions.
>You enter your private chambers through the balcony.
>Inside you find a handsome changeling, with a particularly tasteful jawline, laying on the a green slime bed.
>He's a relatively new breederbug and your current favourite lover.
>But now he's liability, or well he could serve a usage for yet again.
>With a posion joke in his mouth he looks flirtily at you.
>You put down the cacooned egg on the bed in.front of him.
>"Wos tis?" he asks. "Wasy purpel?"
>He doesn't get an answer as your horn lits up in green again and his neck cracks as it fold in on itself.
>You never like killing your changelings, not even the expendable drones.
>You don't feel bad but just wasteful.
>However, he'd serve a new purpose.
>You gurgle for a brief moment before spitting up acid onto him.
>After a while, you start to munch up the changeling remains of your previous night's lover.
>Your gonna need the sustenance to produce more goo and webbing for the cacoon.
>You can see the grandios shape and size of the cacoon the egg will need in your mind's eye.
>How, you don't know but the image is stuck in your mind.
>The cacoon has to be made so.
>You hear whining comming from the corner of the room.
>Upside done inside a green tube of slime hanging from the ceiling, is a pony mare.
>She has small inward bending area over her hooves, like the surface collapsed there and gave away.
>Kinda like if one has a fruit with a rotten area of it, one can presss into it make it bend inwards.
>The mare was brought back after a successful raid on a pony hamlet out in the nowwhere.
>You were informed by some infiltrators that she has a foal but he hasn't turned up.
>It's believe that she lured the drones away from her foal using herself as bait.
>The foal probably died by wandering alone in the wilderness in the end anyway.
>Foolish mare.
>So now she was here.
>You consume her love for her colt daily.
>When fully drained, she'll turn into a mindless drone that can serve the hive for a while if a bit shorter than a normal born drone.
>If she had been a male, maybe you'd considered turning her into a breeding bug instead if he had characterstics you sought for the hive.
>She looks at you in dread.
>Probably because you just eat the breeder bug she witness you having coitus with last night.
>You just grin at her.
>Your attention shifts back to the purple egg.
>You set about to work to create this masterpiece cacoon.
>It takes you the whole day.
>In the end, you don't wanna leave it for the other eggs.
>Usually, you just wrap it and its done but you keep getting caught up staring at every minute detail.
>For some reason,everything has to be perfect.
>Finally you force yourself away and back into the brood chambers at night and finished up the other eggs.
>You slump into your slime bed and wrap yourself in it and fall into a deep slumber.
>Next evening, you wake up and feel extreme pain and dryness in your abdomen.
>Dizzy and wobbling, you leave your chambers to seek out water and food.
>One of your adviser changelings asks you how you feel.
>You have half a mind to tell her to mind her own business but you don't wanna raise suspicion so you tell a half-truth: You laid good eggs yesterday and now you're dried up from all the cacoons you made.
>She pities you but is also slightly excited and bothered.
>Nobles see newborn nobles as both as an opportuinty to strengthen their standing in the hive among other nobles but also as a potential threat.
>You tell her that there will be three new nobles and leave her to her own thoughts.
>You return to your private chamber.
>You suddenly feel very paranoid and wonder if anyone else has been in here.
>You shake your head.
>Why would they?
>You look over to the cacoon your made for your purple egg and do a double take.
>What?! Is that? You think.
>A perfect green sphere with super smooth surfaces hangs in the air by a spider web of green slime attached to the walls, the ceiling, and the floor.
>The sphere is a giant.
>The largest cacoon, you'd ever made by far.
>In the very center of it, is a purple unmoving gas spreading out in all directions.
>It must be the purple egg that has reacted to the sensation of being in a cacoon.
>You have seen the process before.
>You walk over and touch the smooth surface.
"Could you really be..?" you ask aloud.
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No.367386
>>367384
>"Could you really be..?" you ask aloud.
^^
I felt the need to threw in a useless cliffhanger here, lol.
Anonymous
No.367387
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>>367384
>You have canceled whatever plans you had that were agrresive.
>Any plans of explanding your hives territory but also plans that mean holding onto newly won territory.
>The nobles accept the your decision but with some resitance.
>They question why you have changed your tune to most plans.
>You give them no answer but placate them by delcating a lot of your own tasks onto them.
>They love feeling powerful afterall.
>You delegate most of your royal duties the more the days pass.
>After few months you no longer show up at certain meetings or courts.
>Most of your time is spent looking over the big cacoon in your bed chamber.
>You do wander to the brood chamber at least a few times a day to check on the other cacoons, especially the ones mades from the rare eggs but soon find yourself drawn back to check on the one in your bedroom.
>Everyday, you find yourself polishing it.
>Checking on it.
>You usually spend a lot of time wandering around your cacoons in the brood chamber to see that all is well but you almost have to force yourself there every day.
>It came natrually for you to check on them, to be intrested in checking on them but it's hard now to summon up that intrest when ever waken thought is focused on the cacoon in your bedroom.
>You have stopped breeding with the breeder bugs too.
>Something tells you not to breed now.
>You only lay green, black, and white eggs now.
>They take no time to wrap and the you have more important things to care for right now.
>Or do you?
>You go through a cycle everyday: You wake up inspect the cacoon in your bedroom over and over and over and over again, before your grow so hungry you have to leave for food.
>While your away from the cacoon you check on the other cacoons in the brood chamber before returning to stare at the big cacoon again until you fall asleep till next so you can do it all over again.
>However, there is also another cycle happening to you.
>A cycle of the mind.
>Should you kill it now?
>You know what happens if you let it grow?
>Although, do you and besides you don't even know what it is yet?
>For all you know, you went through all this work drone...
>No, that was what you said first couple of weeks but now it's been months and the cacoon is still filled with thick impenetrable green soup of somekind.
>The cacoon isn't due for a lone while yet.
>But it could be anything, couldn't it?
>You cringe.
>If this is not it, what is it like then?
>That thought made your hollow heart feel like someone wringed it like they would a wet rag.
>No no, it's fine. As I said before, if and only if it has a it will I accept it and then I can ponder what to do.
>The months pass like this.
>At a certain point, you began to read into your changelings behavior.
>They probably suspect what was going on.
>Though, they didn't bring it up but that was also why it was so suspicious behavior.
>They had stopped asking question on what you were doing in your bedroom all day.
>Maybe they given up on getting an answer since they got none but it seemed more like they knew what was going on.
>Or maybe it was just your crazy paranoia you'd gotten since you started to take care of the cacoon that no longer was a cacoon.
>A smol pitch black filly with with green mane like yours and bluish wings had formed in the cacoon.
>She floated in the center of the green soap, which strong green color had fallen off lately.
>A transparent mouthpiece that covered the filly's mouth but also her nostrils shoot out and spread out into many tendrils that went on to touch the inner surface of the sphere she rested in.
>It kinda looked like somone took a squid made out of bubbles and smeared its body over the mouth and nose and the let it's infinite tentacles spread out like plasma globe.
>You had seen this foal grow from a tiny black figure or speck into what it was now almost entirely.
>What set your head into chaos was the small bump on her head behind her horn that stood up through her mane.
>A black bump.
>IT.
>It could be anything.
>The weeks passed though and everyday it grew to a familar shape.
>The day came when you couldn't make up excuses anymore.
>That's when rage came.
"Why did you come now, huh?" You stomp you hoof. "I'm only two centuries old."
>You have many times wondered if you somehow could have held back one laying this egg over the course of these many months but never as much has now.
>It did feel as if you forced it out.
>Perhaps, it was a choice thing.
>Perhaps you could have kept it inside you for a some decades more or a century perhaps.
>You look back at your foal.
>The tiny protrusion that sticks up out of her mane slightly ahead of her ears.
>A black pencil that breaks into four inwards bending tendrills with green orbs topping them off.
>Her crown indicated her as hive's leader.
>She was a changeling princess.
>This filly would one day take over the hive.
>Just like you had from your own mother.
>You thought you had it in you to kill it when you had confirmed your suspicions but now that you looked at her, you knew you couldn't.
>But you force yourself and hit the sphere regardless.
>Immidately, guilt wrecks your heart as the sphere shakes the hit is translated into it.
>The filly... You filly shut eyes become even more shut and cringled in fear.
>"Sorry sorry. Don't worry mommy is here," exits your mouth before you can stop it.
>It's been twenty-one months since you first laid the egg and now the cacoon is filled with nothing but a filly and water.
>It's like she's floating in a bubble.
>Suddenly, the mouthpiece falls out and the filly blinks awake.
>The sensation of drowning forces her hooves into failining action.
>That's when you notice how she's been floating all this time.
>Invisible organic string hold her up but her moving hooves tear through them with ease.
>Without their support, she sinks and lands on the spheres bottom that also doesn't support her weight anymore.
>Yourbedroomisfloodedinabutamomentandyouspringintoaction.
>Youpullhertou
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No.367388
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>>367387
Yeah, in the end I hit the character limit so that was my solution.
What is new post? kek
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>>367389
Fine you little shit, I'll switch the servers over to FillyOS
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No.367419
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>>367418
No choice, I guess,
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>t. the average filly enjoyer.
Anonymous
No.367456
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>>367455
Anonymous
No.367611
Writefag_Roulette posted his final story https://ponepaste.org/9354. Looking forward to reading it, I really really like the rest of his works.
Anonymous
No.367619
367621
AI MLPOL Pizza Party 2.jpg
Do fillies prefer their Suou diet or regular?
Anonymous
No.367621
>>367619
My money is on regular for extra fun and energy.
Anonymous
No.367845
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Now u know. ^^
Anonymous
No.367864
367996
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>>367845
Did they become friends?
Anonymous
No.367996
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>>367864
>Did they become friends?
Yes.

>Be Anon.
>The danger noodle hisses at you.
>He is coiled right in the middle of the path you take to school.
>You try to sho him with a hoof but he snaps at you.
>In the end you decides to go around him.
>Next day, he is still blocking your path in the same spot.
>This continues for a weeks.
>You walk home with youtt friend Aryanne.
>She is like, "Oh my gosh, can't even with this snake blocking the road. What douche."
>But you kindly inform her that you defend his NAP and that obviously he's not a fan of roads and therefore he is blocking this forest path in protest.
>You have created your onw private road around the snek that you lead Aryanne through.
>Another day you are surrounded by a foreigner gang of a zebra filly, a yak female? and a griffin bulldyke.
>They attempt to bully you of your lunch money.
>You fight them but they are too many.
>However, suddenly snek!
>He falls down on the yak from the trees and chase the bullies away.
>Now he hangs coiled around your neck like scarf wherever you go.
Anonymous
No.367997
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>>367996
>frens
A-are you sure Filly?
Anonymous
No.368002
>>367997
"A-are yo sure, mah filly," you ask.
>Be Zala the filly zebra.
>You moved in with your aunt Zecora to explore the wonders of pony society.
>Equestrian culture has improved the living standard of the whole Savannah.
>Yet, the ponies asked for nothing back.
>You were one of the few whose entire family was brought out of poverty because the greatness of ponies.
>You decided to dedicate your life to repay your debt.
>...You also might have a slave/master fetish that you wanna experince here...
>But that's for another story, right now you're finally in the room of your best friend in Equestria, Anonymous Filly.
>And her snake.
>Her giant Everfree Python, that was coiled up on the floor, bathing in the afternoon sunlight commin in from the window.
"Are you sure it's- uhhh... safe?" you ask and gesture towards the snake.
>Anon looks in the direction of your hoof but not at the snake before looking back at you.
>"Whyyy wouldn't it be? See anything here that's gonna hurt you?" she asks with a goofy grin on her face.
>You blink.
"Uhh, the snake?"
>"Nibble?"
>She smiles.
>She then walks over to the snake and pushes her face into the coil of the snake and under before pulling the whole snake up by her neck.
>The snake hisses a bit at this but still lets it happen.
>The snake is so big that Anon staggers to the side for a moment before regining balance again.
>You take a step back as she you see Anon trot over to you.
"Ah-ah p-p-please stay back a lil'-hmmm."
>"See, his harmless. Why don't you say hello, Nibble? This is my friend from school. She's a zebrapony. Her name is a Zala."
>The snake extends it's head like branch from a tree towards you as you back and back but sadly back into one of the room's corners.
>You find yourself face to face with giant snake.
>His cloven tongue quickly dart out and slap against your mouth before going back in again.
>"Aww, a lil kiss. I think he likes you," Anon says as she shuts her eyes in joy.
>But you barely notice, all your attention is on the snake in front of you.
>The rest of the visit ia rather snake free.
>Nibble slithers away somewhere in the house.
>However, he returns later in the evening when your gonna sleep.
>This is suppose to be a sleepover and you're dressed in your black and white striped pyjamas.
>Anon wears a pair boxers?
>You're gonna sleep in the lower bed in the bunkbed that's in Anon's room.
>Usually, Dinky, Anon's sister sleep in the bed below but she is staying over at another firends house.
>"Well, goodnight Zala. Sweet dreams," Anon says as she carries Nibble coiled around her neck up the ladder to the top bed.
"Uhh, you too but- but- don't you have like a box or something for- uhh... Nibble?" you ask.
>"Yeah, I do but I can't sleep without him anymore. I don't feel safe," she says, blushes, and pulls some black mane behind her ear. "I kinda use him as a bodypillow. WEll goodnight."
>About a half an hour later your start to hear snoring comming from the bed above you.
>You smile glad to know that Anon is still alive.
>You roll over-
>-And find Nibble slithering down the ladder.
>He's red eyes glow in the darkness with rest of his body is only seen like silhoute.
>Please don't come here. Please don't come here. Please don't come here. Please do-
>The snake dips his head underneath your cover near your hooves.
>Soon you find his tongue tickling the frog of your hoof.
>You force yourself not to move a muscle.
>Soon the unbearable tickling stops and he slithers further towards you, up between your legs.
>Soon you find his snout at your unmentionable ebony horsepussy lips.
>His body is writhing as he seems deterimne to burrow into you.
>You hold a hoof to your mouth to cover your incomming moans.
"No, please... haa. I'm... a-aaah. Saving... huh-uuuh. For Anon."
>The snake stopped.
>He slithered up your belly, soon he started to coil around you.
>When he was satisfied in his wrapping up of you, her put his head right under your chin, on your throat.
>There you lied for the rest night in the darkness but periodically feeling a cloven tongue lick your throat and scaly rope of about two-hundred pounds of pure muscles squeezing your from time to time.
>You didn't sleep that night.
>Anon climbed down the ladder.
>She wipes out the crust in her eyes and then they go wide.
>"Oh, htere you are Nibble. Aww, you're so kind keeping Zala company. You seelp well Zala."
>You nod at your friend with broken eyes.
>Next time, the two of your will have a sleep over at your place.
>In the everfree...
>What was the snake called again?
Anonymous
No.368013
368014
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>>367996
Nice
Anonymous
No.368014
>>368013
Ahem... We have a green troublemaker around.
Anonymous
No.368054
368080
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Y u like this? When I get bad eqg bitches on mah diiiiick!
Anonymous
No.368080
>>368054
Anon is a faggot.
Anonymous
No.368200
>>365323
I hate how fast time passes, doesn't feel like this was 3 months ago. I still would like to do all of these things, but of course I have classes now and there's not much time, you've heard it all before. I'm sorry.
Anonymous
No.368235
368430
Filly Ham [⧸mlp⧸ The Antithology 2.0 submission].mp4
Bad anon.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P9Ch4aNZE4c
Anonymous
No.368424
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:cadance:
Anonymous
No.368430
>>368235
That was rude but at least Filly got the ham.
Anonymous
No.368594
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Anonymous
No.368732
368733 368734 368737 368756
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Not a Anon filly poster but I'm suprised non of you here have been talking about this game https://store.steampowered.com/app/2602780/Filly_Astray/
Anonymous
No.368733
sy5ytrxh.jpg
>>368732
WOW. Thanks poner.
Anonymous
No.368734
>>368732
because its made by a furfag tranoid. also heard it was a really short game.
Anonymous
No.368737
>>368732
Looks cool.
Any magnets?
Anonymous
No.368756
>>368732
nice thanks poner ^^
Anonymous
No.369080
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Anonymous
No.369142
369199
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Anonymous
No.369199
>>369142
I've eaten ants before, not really intentionally but they were on my slice of perfectly good pizza and I wasn't about to toss it. It really isn't bad unless they're the stinging sort
Anonymous
No.369238
369244
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have a tija
Anonymous
No.369244
369250
>>369238
>Dragon in the filly thread
>AI image I could've just generated myself
>Mane not even black
>Missing limbs
You're a nigger
Anonymous
No.369250
369252
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>>369244
for some reason I thought there was tija in here, thought I saw her in this thread in the past.
however the color is correct except for the eyes, thought they were brown for some reason.
Tija is commonly found around caves hissing at ponies that happen to be close, or stalking anon, and sometimes raiding an icecream truck that happens to get close to her stalking grounds.
Anonymous
No.369252
>>369250
You're free to make a Tija thread, if you wish.
Anonymous
No.369595
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Anonymous
No.369600
369607
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Any :anonfilly: stories you guys would recommend to read in the doc? Any favs or something like that?
Anonymous
No.369607
369610
>>369600
Depends on what you're looking for. Anything in particular? What have you already read?
Anonymous
No.369610
369615 369638
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>>369607
I'm not looking for anything in particular. Anything you think is neat, I'll give a try.
I've read some stuff here and there by just lurking the thread. I remember I read assfaggot's green from the doc and one about Anonfilly being a feral everfree creature.
Anonymous
No.369615
369625 369632
>>369610
Both of those are on my list of personal favorites. Have you read any of the Writefag Roulette stories? They're all very well-written, though I'd recommend staying clear of Reckoning if you don't like really graphic content.
Anonymous
No.369625
369627 369635 369638
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>>369615
Ty fren^^
Have read first ch of filly princess now. Am enjoying lots
Anonymous
No.369627
369635 369638
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>>369625
Have read ch 2 now and on 3. Realized that I remember when this came out. Didn't really read it then and I have some vague memory that I thought it was so-so or something, tho I don't remember. But if I did, I couldn't have been more wrong. It focking great man. And I dread the fact that it only has six ch.
I <3 it. thanks again for the recomendation.
Anonymous
No.369628
369635 369638
Oekaki.png
ch 3 is done^^
Anonymous
No.369630
369635 369638
Oekaki.png
ch4 progress: 100%^^
Anonymous
No.369632
369635 369638
Oekaki.png
I thought the whole shadow ponies would be a bit of detour but that was a nice twist and ending. (A+)!

That was great gonna continue reading the rest of this gentlemen's stuff. ^^

>>369615
Here's an extra (you) again for that rec.^^
Anonymous
No.369635
369675 369679
>>369625
>>369627
>>369628
>>369630
>>369632
Awesome! Yeah, I'm kinda sad Writefag Roulette isn't around the filly thread anymore. I hope he's doing well for himself now, all of his stories are really high quality.
Anonymous
No.369638
369675
>>369610
>>369625
>>369627
>>369628
>>369630
>>369632
>oekaki
Nice.
Anonymous
No.369649
369665 369822
lorne.jpg
>Trust Once Lost [Chapter 23] (Fanfic Reading - Anon/Dramatic MLP)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VDE_-iqlcak
Anonymous
No.369665
369673 369805
>>369649
Protagonist wasn't even anonfilly to begin with, author just set her as anonfilly for extra (You)s. I guess she's filly in a very loose sense, but not /mlp/ or /mlpol/ filly
Anonymous
No.369673
my little pony - anonfilly - leaving - angry.gif
>>369665
>author just set her as anonfilly for extra (You)s.
What a nigger.
Anonymous
No.369675
Oekaki.png
>>369635
^^
>>369638
Ty
Anonymous
No.369679
Oekaki.png
>>369635
Have read the spotted snek one now. The end:Filly is fine. She got this.^^
Spoopy for sure. Imo something like=(+)(-)(+) is my rating.
Anonymous
No.369681
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