/mlpol/ - My Little Politics

>>159158
Hiding your flag will not avail you, shill.

New filly smell

1st pic that gave me the idea for the short originally posted here
>>159146 →

>"Hey Anon, ever wondered how it d be to touch my chest fluff?"
"No, and im not doing it you stupid pink horse"
>"Oh Anon, i wasnt giving you a choice"
>Pinkie then grabbed your head with a hoof, somehow, and turned it to face her
>"Dont worry, you ll love it"
>In that little time frame she already had your head held between both forelegs
>Not able to push away from the bigger pony, you were forcefully met with a wall of fluff
>At first you tried to ppush and kick her
>But nothing was working, if fact she seemed to hold you tighter
>So you let her be and slumped down in the sofa
>Big mistake
>As you slumped down she moved to be on top of you
>Surely she wouldnt- oof
>Even your thoughts are stopped for an instant, as she lays on top of you
>Your face doesnt get a break from the fluff for even a second surprisingly
>Luckily, knowing that a mare laying on a filly wouldnt have a good end she rolled to the side
>And immediately started snoring
>You dont know what the fuck is wrong with this horse and have no intentions of finding out
>But as you try to get yourself free, you find out that her iron grip remains
>No matter how much you try, you re stuck
>After a while more you give up and spread your hooves around her in a hug
>You dont want to hug her, you re just getting comfortable
>S-shut up brain
>You feel fuzzy inside, a wave of drowsiness coming over you
>Still stuck to the fluff, you feel safe, like nothing can catch you
>And against all reason you decide to take a nap with Pinko
>Stupid crazy horse, you ll get her back for this
>Ideas on how you d avenge yourself are the last things you manage to think before you fall asleep
>Funnily enough, they re all about trapping her in your fluff next time, even though you never cared about that
>Fucking pink horse magic…

>>159161
I like Anonfilly and would hold her hooves if given the chance

>>159165
>dont even love her
still h*lding h**ves
you sick fuck

>>159164
Cute green, Anon

>>159158
PTFG scum.

The dream.

>>159182
For you, maybe.
MY dream is to belong to an Anon who loves me unconditionally, and can fill both my holes everyday while also loving and enjoying all the autistic shit that I want to do together.
You can't get that from just being a cumdump for stallions lasting 10 seconds.

>>159183
I just want to be the filly and snuggle with another filly

>>159203
Unf! Wew, thanks Msky for these wonderful fillies, I wish I had your ability to make them so fuckin' cute and lewdable.

Thanks! I'm glad you like it

>>159203
>>159206
It is an superb drawing

>>159203
good)))))))))))))))
I can now finally use closed parentheses unironically

>>159188
Same

>>159203
Wew, very nice

>>159204
So where did the name Msky come from? I've only heard him referred to as crownhound

>>159203
Fuck man, your crotchtits are fucking top notch.

You know, i was thinking, how would a swooning filly look like?

Wooo, Recap Time!

Part 1: https://pastebin.com/JReEqH6G
Part 2: https://pastebin.com/CuNuktSQ

>You are Anon Filly, a cute green filly endowed with psychic powers.
>Along with Twilight Sparkle, Lyra Heartstrings, Blossomforth, Coco Pommel, and Daring Do, you used to be a human until you were spirited away to Equestria and transformed into a pony.
>You don't know why you're here, but from what you've gathered from your visions, you're supposed to stop another human (a Russian communist in the body of Fizzlepop Berrytwist) from taking over Equestria.
>Whether that will help you get home, you have no idea.
>But right now, you've got an even bigger problem to deal with - You're stuck in a time loop.
>You have finally met Daring for the first time, and she is wondering what the hell your story is.
>Though you have already told her about your time loop and your need to stop the communist, you have subsequently informed her that you were pulling her leg.

>>159203
STOP IT STOP IT STOP IT!! TWI WOULD NEVER ABUSE HER DAUGHTERU!! DELET THIS RITE NOW REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

>>159361
"Abuse"
Funny. Filly was just as excited as Twi was, don't let her fool you.

>>159361
You're full of shit, Anon.

>>159362
Look at their faces and tell me filly is consenting.
Protip: You can't.

>>159374
I can. She's just a bit nervous is all.

>Another day in Equestria
>I sat in the library, coloring in a coloring book I was provided by a maid.
>Apparently, ponies add just a bit of flavor to the crayons for those that have to use their mouth.
>I anticipate there would be a larger amount of crayon-eaters in kindergarten as a result.
>It's not the most elegant way to learn how to manipulate things with my mouth, but it's what'll be needed.
>Suddenly, the door squeaked open. Well, perhaps not 'suddenly', as the squeak took a couple of seconds due to the incoming pony trying and failing to be quiet.
>A guard looked around for a moment, then made a line directly to my table and cleared his throat.
>"Emerald Dawn, your presence is requested. Please, follow me."
>I looked up at him for a few moments, resisting the urge to correct him.
>Fucking Celestia and her adoption bullshit.
>Though, that didn't mean I couldn't fuck with him a little.
>Calmly, I set down the brown crayon and smiled up at the guard, folding my hooves and fluttering my now undoubtedly freakishly large eyes.
"Hoofjobs are a hundred bits, mouth is five hundred, putting it inside is a thousand."
>Another flutter of my eyelashes as the guard's face turned into a tomato red, even as he kept up the stoic expression.
>"Ahem. Your… your MOTHER requests your presence," he eventually clarified.
>I tilted my head, tapping my chin.
"Gee, that's kinda kinky. I'll probably need to tack on another thousand at least…"
>He balks for a moment. "N-no, she wishes to speak with you."
>With a nod, I stand up.
"Ahh, that's completely different. Lead the way."
>I looked over my shoulder as I paused, giving a shit-eating grin.
"Just messing with ya. Off we go."
>With a grumble, the guard leads the way, looking a bit stiffer in his gait than usual.
>Eventually, I was led into the study of the princess of the sun.
>"Ahh, there you are. Thank you, sir. I trust Emerald wasn't any trouble? I know she can be a hoof full at times."
>I gave the guard another grin.
>"Nothing I couldn't deal with, Princess."
>As Celestia nodded, I bobbed a hoof in front of my open mouth, poking my cheek out with my tongue.
>He made a hasty exit when Celestia dismissed him, and I was back to a stoic expression by the time she turned back to me.
"So what's up, Sunbutt?"
>There was a moment of not-quite-a-sigh before she perked right back up.
>"Well, as you know, I've been looking for tutors to get you back up to speed with your new life."
"I feel sorry for whatever sap gets that job."
>"Oh, I assure you she is a very capable pony. She has experience with teaching young ponies, and has a stellar educational background."
>I let out an uuuugh.
"She sounds like a total nerd."
>Her smile widens a hair for a moment at that.
>"Be that as it may, she is also somepony I can expect to keep secrecy if you were to let slip about your actual predicament. After all, she was in a similar situation not too long ago."
"…wait a minute…"
>Before I could say anything else, she bid the mystery pony to enter, though it wasn't much of a mystery.
>My suspicions were confirmed as they entered.
>They were purple.
>They were cheerful.
>They sported a pair of wings and a horn.
>"Hello again, Anon!"
"You! You're the entire reason I'm in this mess, purplesmart!"
>She stepped back for a moment in shock before continuing over to wrap me in yet another unwanted hug.
>"Yes, and I'm terribly sorry about that. The very least I can do is to do everything I can to help you adjust to your new life."
"Don't you have a fucking school to run?"
>She wags a brief hoof.
>"The others can handle things there for a while, and I can be back there in moments if they needed me personally."
>She stroked a hoof on my mane, no matter how hard I glowered at her.
>"It's more important for me to be here, helping you to get the basics until other tutors can be hired."
>"Gee, that's really swell of you, Twilight!"
>Everypony froze.
>I became aware of another pair of hooves around me.
>"Pinkie! How'd you get here?" demanded book horse.
>"My Pinkie sense told me I'd meet a friend who'd gone through a BIG change if I followed you, so I hid inside your luggage and WOW it wasn't kidding!"
>I found myself wrested from Twilight's grasp into a Pinkie Pie cuddle.
>It felt like my bones were creaking.
>"Who would've thought that this was where you went, Anon? Or is it Emerald Dawn? Or is it Anon? Or is it--Emfrlfmfl"
>Twilight seemed to have picked up Applejack's hoof-in-mouth technique at some point.
>"You CAN'T let anypony know about that, Pinkie. If everypony knew Celestia's new daughter-"
"Not her daughter," I interrupted.
>There was a brief flat look before Twilight continued.
>"If everypony knew Celestia's new daughter was Anonymous, who knows what they would do to her? Remember that incident at the Gala and what happened with BlueBlood?"
>Pinkie bobbled her head in the affirmative before extracting Twilight's hoof.
>"Okie dokie loki! My lips are sealed. Hi, Princess! I didn't know you and Emeraldonymous were so close!"
>Celestia seemed to be taking it all in stride.
>"Hello, Pinkie. It's good to see you again. And while I like to think Anonymous and I are close, it's partly a legal loophole. I'm sure we will get closer regardless, and I hope to be a fine mother to Emerald Dawn."
"I'm still a grown-ass man, pastry-pillager."
>"Still an adorable little filly, Anon. Isn't she adorable, Pinkie?"
>Half the air in the room must have been taken in at Pinkie's gasp.
>"Isn't she ever??" she began before descending into a 60 car pileup of words while violently waggling me about in her enthusiastic hug.
>I would have sworn my revenge on Celestia, if I could breathe.
>She just kept on smiling at the scene, Twilight moving to sit by her side to keep from being hit by Pinkie's affection.
>I'll have to get them back another day.
>After I've healed from earth pony cuddles.

>>159436
I do say sir, good green! Never enough cute filly schenanigans.

What does filly think of Philly cheese steak?

>>159436
Good shit as always, Anon!

>>159436
Kek, another great update.

>>159470
Filly likes a good Philly

>>159474
Nice, I like the cutie mark

>>159482
lood
Pillow filly a cute

>>159482
Gotta imagine how chaotic and nonsensical a pillow fight would be if your pillows can actively run away from your grip and/or throw themselves at you, especially if there are any with wings.

>>159154
Red pill me on anon filly. I've been trying to wrap my head around this since January. It's the only fetish general that I don't really "get" so to speak. What about anon filly is so appealing? Like I find the non-sexual antics amusing but I can't really identify the main sexual appeal here. Is it just faggotry? Is it pedo? I'm not trying to hate, please enlighten me.

>>159436
noice

>>159485
You ever wished your girlfriend was more like a man? It's basically that.

>>159485
It's a combination of a desire to relive your childhood (if you ever had one) while maintaining your mature (Hah!) mind, wanting to be a cute little filly, and (for some) the desire to be jailbait.

>>159485
Desire for excitement, something unusual and adventurous, with knowledge that few would have at a young age that can be used as an adventage in mischevious situations and other such fun Really a combination of a lot of desires; things that would be less so if you looked like an adult and had the related expectations of others.

>>159485
Like what others have said, a lot of it has to do with the state of being physically younger but still mentally mature. For both the sexual stuff and the non-sexual antics.

>>159492
>>159497
Okay, thanks. Still confused why it was banned from /mlp/ when similar and worse generals exist, but I get the idea of filly anon now.

>>159503
>Still confused why it was banned from /mlp/ when similar and worse generals exist
I mean, it's pretty obvious why it was banned; Scruffy is a nigger. What I don't get, however, is that for whatever reason the rest of the board seems to have developed a hateboner for us for some reason.

>>159503
pretty much this >>159506

>>159503
Meme answers: MLPG don't like us
Real answers: Mod autism

>>159503
Anonfilly just seems to really trigger some of the mods/janitors. Any post with a non-rulebreaking Anonfilly image is subject to deletion.

>>159485
Ever wanted a cute fluffy poner friend you could talk about shitty memes with?
Anon's your filly.

Ever wanted to be cared for and relive childhood?
Filly to your Anon.

Ever wanted a cute poner waifu that's just as autistic, lewd, and understanding of where you're coming from?
Anon's definitely your filly.

>>159436
Keep going.

>>159517
whats with the weird cutie mark?

>>159520
It's the same cutiemark that the writefag posted with. I just pasted it on.

>>159517
Nice Art!
>Eye love the purple I'd
Also,
Anon Filly
Must /b/
Drinking
>RED
BAWLZ
(Chappelle reference)
Because xir
Haz Wings!
: )

>>159517
Okay, who gave Alifilly love poison and thought it would be a good idea?

>>159524
>Eye
<3
The Purple
I's (sp)
DYAC!!!!!
SERIOUSLY!
MLPOL
IS
SERIOUSLY SERIOUS
BIZ.NESS!

>>159517
What would Anonfilly be the princess of?

>>159529
Shitposting, or autism, of course.

>>159529
Jailbait. She always look just young enough to cause doubt.

>>159529
Faggotry

You give Daring a look of suspicion for her constant questioning of your motives.

"Look, I was a dude, now I'm a horse. What do you want, my fucking Social Security Number?"

She rolls her eyes.

>"Well for starters, I'd like to know what you're doing in my backyard."

"Do you really want to know?"

>"Yes."

"Alright… Well, this is the story all about how my life got-"

>"Alright, you can fuck off now."

"You didn't even let me finish."

>"If you're not going to answer me seriously, I'm not going to bother with you."

She starts walking away.

>>159542
I'm stuck in a timeloop because you're gonna fucking die soon. However, we're destined to save the world or some shit and that isn't flying with reality. [ 1d100 = 80 ]

>>159517
Awesome pic. Cool to see the scribbles inspired someone to draw something.

>>159527
Kek. Might have to do something like that.

>>159527
>ywn give filly a love poison and have her always craving your cuddles with hearts in her eyes
why live

>>159485
M O M M Y I S S U E S
O
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I
S
S
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S

Seriously, read the greens and see how much of it is about being mothered. Anonfilly posters want to be infantilized to the point of being a baby or even a fetus, as evidenced by this piece of art created by a perfectly healthy, well-balanced Anon.

>>159549
>to the point of being a baby
Im-fucking-plying. I want to be the jailbait horse. I want to experience my first heat and be bred by a virile stallion or anon.

The only reason I'd put up with becoming the babby is because I'd know someday I'd be old enough to be b r e d like the fertile young mare I'll become.

>>159549
>filename
you mean your picture?

>>159561
>>159562
>>159563
>>159564
>>159565
>>159566
>>159567
>>159568
>>159594
>>159593
Why are you throwing bitcoins away?
What does it means?

>>159603
judging by the fact that the poster's flag changes rapidly, I'd say he's doing it for nefarious purposes. I'd just report it for spam and move on.

You done yet?

Are you just generating random 128-bit numbers and dumping their hex representation? Why not convert them to English? For instance, that number b13b76c6d0384e97ab47885f2143c480 that you generated, when converted to decimal and then fed into my number-to-english command line utility is actually:

Two hundred thirty five undecillion five hundred eighty two decillion one hundred nine nonillion eight hundred fourty four octillion five hundred thirty four septillion twenty six sextillion eighty six quintillion six hundred thirty quadrillion two hundred thirteen trillion nine hundred eighty seven billion three hundred ninety nine million three hundred fifty three thousand four hundred seventy two.

And that's much nicer to dump than just a simple hex string!

>>159603
Is there much at least?

>>159654
It's probably a spam script designed to evade /mlpol/'s spam detection measures, and considering what I can only assume are rapid IP changes, someone just wants to crash this thread.

>>159553
>implying I wasn't obviously talking about myself
It's okay filly, you don't have to be smart, just cute

We need a mod

>>159747
I've already reported a few of them, I don't think the mods are awake.

Fuck off Aerolite

>>159654
You're missing the point yet again.

>>159746
No U, b-baka…

>>159794

Am I not allowed to have fun with spammers now? Fuck off.

>>159798
very nice

>>159798
oh lord

>>159798
fucking unf
man i want to lewd that filly so bad

>>159798
Wow

>>159798
TopUNF

>>159798
>this will never happen to you
Why even live?

>>159798
Great work, I love it

>>159549
>>159746
Kek

Personally, I'd prefer just being a filly who does a few babyish things sometimes. Mainly pic related.

>>159806

I prefer a Penne. Easy to eat.
🍝🍝🍝🍝🍝

>>159796
Daily reminder that names should only be used for content and replies relating to said content.
Not to mention what you said wasn't really funny, just kind of autistic.

>>159795
It's okay friendo, English is hard, especially self-reference in the third person.
Hug it out?

>>159827
C-cuddle, instead?

I really like doing shitty sketches, so you fillies are just gonna have to enjoy em.'
>>157275 →
>Your chuckle is not only hoarse-sounding, but clearly forced.
"Yeah, what the fuck happened?"
>"You were attacked-"
"I remember that, I mean specifically."
>"Well, I tried something different. Only my magical seals were disabled, all of the various tracking spells I keep on my more expensive artifacts were intact. With a bit of tweaking, I was able to engineer a spell that would awaken me or otherwise alert me if the fluid it encased were to spread dramatically."
>You nod attentively.
>"I was also expecting whatever came through here to have some rather resilient shields, so I used a powerful attack to distract it, and then promptly kicked the fuck out of it."
"What? How did-"
>"Oldest rookie mistake in the book, not putting up physical shields. Great power does not always come with great intelligence."
"So… is it over?"
>"I…"
>It's silent for a few minutes before League awkwardly pulls out a box of chocolates.
>"Um… that colt you were going to do that game with? He gave these to me for you. Wanted you to know he was pushing the session back."
>You take the box and look to Twilight who simply nods.
>Opening the box you find an assortment of caramels, coconuts, and a few things you think are native to Equestria.
>Popping one of the caramels in your mouth, you chew carefully.
>Not bad.
>Twilight cuts back in.
>"Unfortunately, skin grafts were out of the question in the area where the cutie-mark would develop. The material would either cause complications or prove to hinder the natural magic, leaving you blank for life. The best we can do is let them heal naturally and hope the scars don't obscure them too badly…"
>That's… not ideal.
>Despite the fact that you actively tried to resist all of the changes that happened when you were first turned, this new development cuts deeply for some reason.
>You never really wanted to be a pony, but now that you are…
>You feel a tear run down your cheek.
>Oh god no…
>Your humanity, everything you stood for but your mind was taken from you.
>But you'd be lying if you said you hadn't enjoyed some of the better parts of it.
>Stuffing your face with League, cuddling with Twilight…
>It certainly hasn't been all bad even if it isn't the Equestria you were hoping for.
>You're sniffling at this point, trying to keep mucus from flowing down your muzzle.
>"A-anon? Is there anything you need?"
"W-well…"
>Twilight looks at you expectantly.
"Y-yeah… a hug."
>You think you see a bit of a glisten in Twilight's eyes as well, but it could just be the lighting.
>As she carefully pulls back the covers, you notice a few small differences in her appearance.
>The bags under her eyes.
>The small circles of paper that you can only assume are caffeine patches.
>Sliding next to you, you can see her sliding the covers back into place until League pipes up.
>"I want in."
>You don't see Twilight's reaction as League assumes her position next to you, hooves carefully wrapped around you.
>You are now the filling in a pony sandwich.
>You can almost feel the silent competition as each party seemingly tries to make you more comfortable than the other.
>As Twilight wraps her wings around you, League nuzzles into your neck.
>As League intertwines her hind legs with yours, Twilight pulls the blanket back up to your neck.
>You would go on, but it's quite a lot to keep track of by the time they've both got all of their appendages wrapped around you, both muzzles buried somewhere soft in you and a baseball cap covering your eyes.
>League reached for your fillyhood once, but you just mumbled something about 'not now' and she pulled off.
>You feel incredibly tired all of a sudden.
>Even though you have no idea how long you've slept for, it clearly wasn't enough as the assault of limbs and fluff slowly fades to black as you fight to keep your eyes open.
>…
>"You know I can only do so much, right?"
>You managed to maintain a physical form this time, but Sweetie's voice still seemingly doesn't come from anywhere in the empty black void.
>Or maybe it comes from everywhere, but you really can't be fucked to question it at this point.
>In any case, you get the feeling you're going to have a bit more time to talk this time around.
>Input action.

Jesus fuck, 12 days… sorry for being a shit, everyone.

>>159834
Don't worry about it. Welcome back.

>>159833
Your sketches are great, keep it up
Good update.

Guess we could ask more about who we shouldn't trust, and maybe what she meant by "the balls" [ 1d100 = 6 ]

>>159834
It's alright. Glad to see more.

>>159798
Fucking unf man, how can your fillies be so perfect? those slightly darker gentials, u-unf~

>>159834

Placeholder didn't update at all last thread. Don't worry about it.

>>159485
Kinda late since couldnt reply before, but just like you, i mostly like it because of the memes and the crazy fact that its a filly acting as a grown man towards the horses, who wants to treat him as a normal filly, leading to shenanigans
I actually dislike the fetish side that comes up way more often now, and i thought about dropping off the thread already, but its a unique concept which is fun and interesting, you also cant find anything like it anywhere else but mlpol now, and those who try to replicate just come flat since, like i said before, a filly being as unruly as Anon is the main selling point to me

>>159847
>I actually dislike the fetish side that comes up way more often now
what fetish side? the mommy issues thing?

>>159842
Dastardly lazy writefags

>>159848
Nah, the filly fiddling, it used to be rare and sparse, but now its like 40% of what the thread seems to want to discuss and most of the new pics main focus
Lewd green ratio didnt change much, im guilty of doing one myself a while ago and they show up from time to time, but in those the focus are still on filly shenanigans at least

I cant force what the thread needs to be about, this thread isnt just me and i know that, so if people want to focus more in the lewd aspect go for it, just saying it isnt what i browse the thread for

>>159842
Placeholder…placeholder please…

>>159852
lewd stuff is allowed here, i mean it makes sense
but understandable.

>>159842
>>159850
>>159853
I know it won't come as much consolation, but I'm still here and working to the best that I can to continue my current story. The reason for my continued absence right now is because I got another idea for a different story that I'm trying to outline before I forget it, so I don't have to write blindly like I am now. Idk when I'll have the next update, but lest assured, my promise still stands and I will finish my story before I move on.

>>159855

Dude, it's fine. You've got your reasons. I'm just using you as an example to cheer up Lone, who was worried about skipping too many days.

You guys are both fine. At least you try to keep things up to date unlike EaTCarbs update your story dammit!

>>159852
Ah, that's alright. More sfw stuff would be great to have. I think both can exist together.

To Australia. I have unbanned you and I apologize for the accidental ban. When I got up this morning and started purging the spam on the filly thread I accidentally banned you along with the bot spam IPs. I am sorry for the accidental ban my man.

Have a cute rarity to make up for the mistake.

>>159873

>Rarara
You have good taste, and I like you.

>>159873
It's understandable, a few accidental bans here and there are an acceptable trade-off to dealing with Google Recaptcha. Any word on that spammer, by the way, I get the feeling this isn't the first time he's done this and that it won't be the last considering the script he uses seems to exploit a pretty big hole in automated anti-spam methods that captcha would otherwise fill.

>>159542

"Look, I'm stuck in a time loop, because you're gonna fucking die soon!"

You shout out after her, but she doesn't seem to respond. She just keeps walking away.

"I know we're supposed to save the world or some shit, but… it just isn't flying with reality right now."

She continues to ignore you and takes up in flight up to the cloud layer. Eventually, she falls asleep on a cloud, just like she said she would do at the start of your conversation. You begin to suspect that you may have made a bad first impression by telling her that this was all a joke. Alternatively, she's just a cunt.

>>159884
Berate the voices in our head for making us do and say stupid things, and promise to ourselves never to speak nor do them again. [ 1d100 = 23 ]

>>159884
Try to figure out what the time is in addition to >>159885
to see if we did actually wind up averting the loop. [ 1d100 = 54 ]

>>159884
C'mon dude, I know I'm an asshole, but can't you just humor me for one minute? [ 1d100 = 46 ]

>>159884
Fine, don't listen. I quite literally have all the time in the world to get this right, I don't need you if you're just going to be like every australian ever.
[ 1d100 = 69 ]

Sorry for the lack of filly lately.

>>159905
dont be sorry my dude
you're one of the most active artists, you've made plenty of filly for us to enjoy, this fluffy cutie withstanding
you do you

>>159906
Thanks, cute anon.

>>159908
N-no U!

>>159905
Your fillies are worth waiting for. Thanks, anon.

>>159909
N-NO U!

>>159908
What is filly in gaol for?

>>159918
NO
U!

>>159498
>ywn sleep cozily on multiple comfy pillow filly flanks
why live?

>>159884
This >>159904 but if she continues being a cunt call her a cunt and see what ends up killing her so we can prevent it next loop. New loop please? We don't need an achy butthole.
[ 1d100 = 20 ]

>>159884
Leave her be and find what time it is, maybe her going into that manticore is what was getting her killed
Also try to contact Ajna again and see the future of our butt pains
[ 1d100 = 46 ]

>>159884
Rolling to simply wait until something eats us. Tell that cunt as much if she bothers coming back. [ 1d100 = 89 ]

>>159933
F, checked

Can we panic and run for it when a creature shows up instead?
[ 1d100 = 29 ]

>>159933
I guess we'll find out if there's something to this vore fetish I keep hearing about.

Enjoy an image relating to last night's update instead of an update.
Lone is productive.

>>159955
Is she in timeout?

>>159985
Filly has entered the Doom Dimension.

yes

>>159986
Never thought I'd see a Bakugan reference in the filly threads.

>>159998
It's more likely than you'd think.

>>160005
Better hide that sign before Pinkie has a chance to spot it Anon

>>159934
>pic
Has there ever been a zombie filly, by chance?

I wish for filly to pee in my mouth.

>>160036
Where've you been, slacker?

>>160036
There you are

>>160027
Fillyfication is actually a virus that can be spread by an already infected Anonfilly biting or sharing fluids with an Anon.

>>160039
I'd believe it. Sign me up!

>>159542

She'll have to come down eventually. You know she will; every pony has to eat at some point. Alternatively, she'll get killed, and you'll see what it is that kills her, so you can warn her about it in the next loop. Really, either works. All you have to do is stay in one place until that happens… or you get eaten by whatever was going to kill her.

As it turns out, this is extremely boring. You're not quite sure if Daring is actually asleep, or just pretending to be asleep in a stubborn attempt to make your every second here as boring as possible. It would be nice if you had something more interesting to watch, like maybe a clock so you could tell how close you are to dying, but alas, you seem to be in one of the more boring parts of the forest. Even the manticore in the distance has decided to take a cat nap. Your boredom begins to take over, and in the place of watching a filly sleep, you instead start to berate yourself.

It's those damn voices in your head at fault for all of this. They make you say one thing, and then turn around to say another. And so the Aussie doesn't trust you. You've never been able to find any consistency in your own actions, and that inconsistency is the one thing that makes her mad - well, that and the fact that you won't leave her private property, but you can't really help that. Plus, you're pretty sure she doesn't actually own any part of the Everfree Forest, she's obviously just squatting.

After a few hours, she gets up, and flies onto a cloud closer to you.

>"So are you just planning on playing sentinel all day?"

>>160044
"Eeyup." [ 1d100 = 32 ]

>>160044
I literally have nothing better to do.
[ 1d100 = 31 ]

>>160041
that description, w-wew

Any recommendations on a comfy greentext or fic that isn't ongoing right now? I'm in the mood for reading something to cheer me up. I've never read any anonfilly green texts here and there looks like a lot to choose from.

>>160041
i mean, id do that
but id also be the maid that steals all of her shit, then get rich enough to hire my own maids

>>160045
>>160047
What the actual fuck?

>>160044
Pretty much.
Then reach a hoof and try to play with your filly bits. [ 1d100 = 59 ]

>>160054
rolling to deny the second half, we don't want to drive aussie any further away just in case we actually succeed
[ 1d100 = 15 ]

>>160044
Yeah. Hopefully I find out what kills you so we can figure this out next time. With any luck its not some kind of monster and just you tripping and snapping your neck.

[ 1d100 = 62 ]

>>160054
Fuck off. It's just not the same as fuck off filly ;_;

>>160027
There is now

>Anon was acting weird
>Its been a while since she became a filly so she should be getting used to it
>Yet, as the days passed, it was like she was losing more and more brain cells
>Like some of the questions he did were downright absurd
>Like "Do you think it will rain today?"
>As if pegasi werent paid to keep that in check
>Or other pointless questions like "Hey purple, were did you place that book" or an specific book she wanted
>All books from the Library were ordered by reverse date, cross-referenced by author name and title while separated by history era and type of publication
>Be it scrolls, hard covers or just plain paper, there was no way for a pony to not find what they wanted
>Sometimes you wonder if there s anything inside that thick skull of hers
>"…sss"
>Talking about her…
>Probably finally coming down the stairs for her breakfast
>For once you tried to be nice and get her some chocolate cookies
>From Sugar Cube Corner of course, you ruined your batch
>Probably for the best to be honest
>You re already waiting on the table as she rounds the corner, head held high but with a thousand yard stare
>There s something very wrong with her today it seems
"Uuh Anon? Are you feeling okay?"
>"Brainsss…"
>Or..maybe its just one of these days where she decided to play the rebellious role
>But fine, if she wont cooperate then you simply wont give her any attention
>Thats what ponies say that rebellious fillies are after, and that you shouldnt give in to them
>Anon isnt really a filly but it should work either way
>She s moving awfully slow towards the table though
>You divide the cookies for both your plates and wait for her to sit down
>Spike is at Rarity's so there no need for a third plate
>So more cookies for the two of you
>But right now…well, she just went past the table and towards you
>With how slow she s walking, maybe something is wrong actually
"Anon? Talk to me, what happened?"
>"Braainss…"
>You get off your chair and close the distance to hers
>Worried, you try and touch her head with your hoof to feel her temperature
>But she bites on it with all her strength when it gets in range
>Out of reflex, you toss her to the side with a swift motion from the injuried hoof
>With your new alicorn-Earth pony strength her weight is barely noticeable
>Because of that, you may ve thrown her with a bit too much strength towards the wall, if the cracks in the crystal are anything to go by
>Now surely there will be something wrong with her
>Though with her being an earth pony herself you can at least hope for the best
"Anon! Im sorry, i didnt mean to hurt you, but that bite was uncalled for, what were you thinking?"
>She just lays there for a bit, only weakly answering after you finally get closer while she attempts to get up once more
>"Braaiins…"
"Ugh, you re impossible"
>You go back to your chair but decide to look back once more before sitting
>She s now limping towards you, dragging her back legs and moving even slower than before
"Would you stop? What are you even…"
>Its then that you remember one of Anon's tales
>Fictional or not, from what he had said, zombies behaved just like Anon is behaving now
>And they ate others from their own kind to live on
>And those who they bite would later become zombies themselves
>…Anon had bitten you
>How much damage an Alicorn zombie could make you didnt know, nor did you want to find out
>"Brraiinss…"
"Anon, stop that, I swear for Celestia if this is a prank…"
>What would you do? You re already infected
>You backpedal to get some space between you and Anon, never losing sight of her
>Maybe you could use the little time you have left to research a cure
>But you d need to get rid of Anon as well
>From what you remember, at this state she was already a lost cause
>Your flank hits a wall and forces you to stop
>Meanwhile Anon is still crawling at you, with the same stare you ve seen so far
>You dont have much time to think before she gets to you
>You start to sweat up after remembering how to deal with a zombie
>You really dont want to do that but you dont have a choice if you want to research a cure for this
>So you charge up a very powerfull bolt to do what s needed for Equestria
>Anon is already at your feet when he speaks for what will be his final words
>So you decide to let him mumble "brains" one last time, before you start the next step of your plan
>Something seems different from her face though, as she almost seems like she s smiling from your tense behaviour
>"BraaAHAHA, Twilight y-you should see your fa-"
>You tilt your horn a single degree from the original target before releasing the spell, grazing her hair with a bolt as big as her eye
>That shuts up whatever Anon had to say pretty quickly
"Never. Do. That. Again." - You say angrily
>She stays there unmoving, as you trot past her towards the table
>The new hole beside her will be a problem to fix, but you ll deal with that later
>For now, all you care about now are your cookies
>Actually, buck it, you re going to the library
"There s cookies on the table, clear your dish afterwards and if you need me im at the usual place"
>Picking up your plate of cookies you walk away to your destination, never looking back
>Only Anon to make your life a living hell from the very morning…

>>160059
Is good.

>>160044
Well, until something kills me, I guess… [ 1d100 = 50 ]

>>160059
Nice

>>160050
Its been a while since i did a recap of most of the greens there, but i remember EatCarbs being a fun one, though the guy havent wrote in a good while
https://pastebin.com/cCMbArUP

>>160044
"I don't know, you sure you believe that's a possibility? I could be lying if I said I was, I mean, if you didn't believe in the whole time loop and destiny plot despite being dumped in the body of a talking pastel horse girl child, what can you believe in?" [ 1d100 = 98 ]

>>160044
Throw a rock at her, im still set that knocking her out to bring her back is the best move for such a hard headed filly
[ 1d100 = 72 ]

>>160065
I bet she doesnt even believe in Celestia, what a pleb

>>159999
Quads confirm, this is now Bakugan general.

>>159833
>League reaches for your fillyhood
Oh no, we're corrupting the poor filly, aren't we?

Ask what universe Sweetie is in now. Hopefully not the one with the creepy conductor.
[ 1d100 = 23 ]

>>160044

Play hard to get and try to blend in with the vegetation with your usefully colored coat.
[ 1d100 = 11 ]

>>159833
Ask the hell you need to do and where she is. [ 1d100 = 92 ]

>>160066
A rock from where? We're still hanging in the air, aren't we?

>>160103
The Aussie cut us down, I thought.

>Be Anonfilly
>You were surprised that you could actually walk, considering how many many pancakes you ate
>Twilight had been real pushy on making sure "a growing filly" got what she deemed a suitable amount
>She liked watching you eat, peering over at you with every bite
>This time she was actually eating a fruit salad, rather than obsessively watching you.
>It was still a lot of rotations due to the massive amount of breakfast
>You didn't complain at the time
>Those pancakes were the shit
>Now you wish you had
"Can't I go lay down?" you asked for the umpteenth time, hoping Twilight would say yes
>Maybe you could even head back to the castle, promising not to perform any shenanigans
>Whether you would actually honor that promise was up in the air
>"No Anon, I might need your help."
"You're a literal demigoddess. How the he… heck will I be useful?"
>"You never know." she brushed your question off.
"Uuuuuuuugh." you whined loudly
>"Do you want me to carry you?" she asked with an equal amount of annoyance and hope
>Ugh, the jostling would be too much
"No, I'm fine." you answered with little conviction.
>"Well, let's pick up the pace. I'm the one lugging everything around." she said, her saddlebags full of expeditionary equipment, research tools, and extra water
>Probably was using magic to make them lighter or some shit
"Where are we even going?"
>"We're just gonna check out some stuff out of town."
"Can't we just teleport?"
>"I have to make sure we don't miss anything. This is really important."
>Apparently everything she did was super-important, the narcissist
>"Now, what are the rules again?"
"Don't drink the water. Don't eat anything. Stay close to you."
>She turns and rubs the top of your head with a hoof
>"Such a smart little filly."
>The compliment made you surprisingly happy.
>Due to your filly instincts, over course.

>>160121
>One thing everyone forgets: deserts can turn into dry forests real fast
>You followed Twilight's form silently, alone in your thoughts as the two of you weaved between thin, gray, and numerous trees, struggling against the moderate slope
>Your looked mindlessly at the path ahead, with only Twilight's swaying rump breaking the monotony, occasionally getting a peek of her marebits when she flicked her tail
>How did she not have a BF yet?
>Oh, right, because of you.
>mischiefmanaged.png
>God, this was so boring
>Thankfully, overhead branches were abundant, helping to block out some of the oppressive sunlight
"Can we stop for a bit?" you whined, legs growing weary from the hike
>"Just a little bit farther, up until I find a good place to stop."
>You lifted your head to look around
>Twisted trees and dry earth surrounded you in all directions, with shrubbery blocking much of your field of vision
>You could hear large river to your right, and a gurgling stream close by to your left
>You kept hiking, on and on, for nearly ten minutes, until Twilight found a riverside spot fairly devoid of trees
>You didn't even bother to question why she picked this spot, you just flopped onto your hindquarters, eager for some relief
>Purple gently placed her saddlebags onto the ground, then pulled out test tubes, beakers, strips of acidity testing paper, and several devices you whose purpose you could not discern
>While she filled up a pair of beakers with river water, you noticed three things about the river:
>It was slow-moving at this junction
>It was at a bend, noticable by some miniscule white crystals similar to salt caking the outside of the curve
>Afterwards, the river split into many narrow streams, each zigzagging down the vast hill in different directions, with one larger than the others by a wide margin
>You reminisced on what you knew about rivers, from 12 years of formal science education and 52 episodes of The Magic School Bus
>Not much, all of your education was based on the ocean
>Erosion weathered and broke down rocks into bits as they flowed downriver
>Salmon went upstream to breed
>Cumming on kids is okay if you turn them into fish eggs first
>Basic stuff
>This place was quiet, but not in an eery way
>It made you feel zen, just the gentle whoosh of the river and soft breeze ruffling your mane
>Just thinking to yourself, listening to the flow of water, gushing downhill in a torrent, the sound of waves lapping against dirt and rock, splashing noises echoing-
>…
>Fuck.
>You needed to pee.

>>160122
"Uh, Twilight, I need to go potty."
>"There's a tree right behind you." she answered dismissively, not looking up away from a liquid-filled beaker she held in the sunlight
"Can't you teleport me to a bathroom?"
>"Anon, I really need to focus here, I can't afford any interruptions."
"But I can't pee in front of you!"
>"Why not? I'd be perfectly fine peeing in front of you."
>Of course you would you perv
>You began to wonder what that she'd done with that jar of pee you had given her so long ago for "medical testing"
>This led you down a rabbit hole, pondering about in what ways she could be deriving sexual pleasure from your newfound existence.
"Can't I go a bit further?"
>"Alright, but in the future, you use 'farther' for physical distance."

>You turned and trotted quickly downriver, trying to find a spot with decent coverage, continuing for nearly a quarter of a mile (metric units were for commies) until you found a bank of trees that obscured you from Twilight
>After a second of focusing, you felt the sweet release of your bladder emptying, the golden stream whizzing out of your vagina and soaking the ground underneath you, the dirt visibly darkening
>Your thoughts strayed to Aryanne
>When you got back home you'd try to sneak out and see her
>As you began to visualize the thiccness of her white, childbearing plot (well, for her age at least), you felt a wetness against the inside of your rear left leg
>Fuckfuckfuck
>Thankfully, your piss slowed to a trickle almost immediately
>You stood stockstill, taking in the situation
>You had pee high up on one of your many horsie thighs
>Twiggles wouldn't help you magically without losing patience
>And with all this fur, you couldn't just get a wet wipe
>You needed a bath
>You looked over your shoulder to the river
>While it was moving decently fast, you could hold your arms- well, front hooves against the ground to tether yourself
>You could make this work.

>>160122
>>160121
>>160123
>>160124
Welcome back, fag. Somebody did an art for you last thread if you haven't seen it already.

>>160125
Sorry for my absence, my computer broke and phoneposting is hell. And I did see the art, and I LOVED it. It's one of my favorite scenes- I thought the Glimmer "BRAAAP" fakeout was pretty clever, but I'm a smug, arrogant faggot.

>>160124
>Eventually you grew bored of the sensation, and knew that eventually Purple would come find you
>So you tried to scoot yourself back up, attempting to pull yourself out like you did at the pool
>As you push your right hoof against the bedrock, you slip, and begin desperately trying to grab at the stone before your hoof fell off alongside you, the bottom half growing wet as well
>shitshitshitshit.png
>You hold onto the edge of the rock with your remaining hoof, summoning all your strength to attempt one last pull
>But without fingers, you cannot get a grip on the stone, and feel yourself slip from the rocky edge
>You are pulled into the river by the swirling water, your front half also becoming soaked as you are deposited in the faster-moving center of the river
>You shut your eyes instinctively as your form is pulled under the surface by an underwater current
>Commence flashback to the time you nearly drowned.

More later tonight, ~8-10 hours from now

>>160126
Just glad you're back, the thread really isn't the same without ya.
Alright, I'll find someone else's cock to suck now. Seriously though, love your shit.

…
>>159833
"The balls, what the fuck did you mean by that?"
>"The ball mill media. You did pretty well the second time around at least."
"I-I, what?"
>"Don't worry about it."
"See, that's the problem here. Now I'm gonna-"
>"Clock's ticking."
"Right, sorry. Um, what universe are you in? Or ya'know, just where in general…"
>"They'd hurt me again if I told you."
"Um, what do I need to do?"
>"Well, there's no need. The path set in front of you isn't exactly linear."
>You would scream in frustration if it didn't sound like cryptic bullshit was Sweetie Belle's first language now.
"Who can I trust?"
>"Yourself."
>Before you can say anything else, your dream dissolves into static.
>You feel a faint pinprick on your hoof as Twilight stares down at you.
>You never really noticed just how large she was until you were reduced to the tiny size you now hold.
>"That should inhibit your nervous system just enough to observe."
>You try to ask her what she's doing, but you find your jaw won't respond again.
>As you see the gleam of sterile metal in the barely-illuminated darkness, you try to squirm but are unable to.
>"Here, let me prop your head up."
>She places something under your neck and you can see the bare table you're laying on.
>No need for restraints apparently.
>You feel a loosening at your jaw.
"T-twilight? Is there something wrong with me?"
>"Oh, most certainly not. You're the first healthy specimen to date that has survived any sort of transmorphic magic, and I haven't even had the chance to take tissue samples. Please do forgive me for my crimes against science."
"A-april fools isn't for months, Twilight…"
>"Mhm. If you don't have anything nice to say about my work, don't say anything at all. First I'll need some muscular tissue."
>You expect to feel at least a twinge of pain as the sharp scalpel pierces your leg, but you feel absolutely nothing as Twilight works, taking out bits and pieces of your leg.
>You feel especially squeamish as she finally finishes up with your hind legs, the grand finale being her taking one of your hooves as a souvenir.
>You feel like vomiting, but nothing comes.
>You silently beg Twilight with your eyes not to do this to you as she takes her trusty gleaming instrument and pierces your abdomen.
>Drawing an oozing line perpendicular to the table, you are almost reminded of the fetal pig you dissected in middle school.
>You could barely even press the knife hard enough to pierce the flesh of the underbelly, but Twilight is seemingly a pro.
>Before long, she has a section of your large intestines in her magical grasp.
>"Wow Anon, I will admit that all of this is really taking guts to get through."
>You would groan if you weren't positive you were going to die now.
>Sure enough, Twilight continues to harvest portions of your organism.
>Sometimes full organs, sometimes just samples of tissue.
>You almost sigh in relief when your heart is lifted from the gaping cavity that is your chest, but Twilight simply grins as you begin to glow a light purple.
>She's manually pumping your blood.
>It won't last lonng you're sure, but knowing Twilight it'll be just long enough.
>"Before I do actually kill you, I wanted to tell you something. Everything I ever said about loving you, every wing I put around you, it was all just a ruse. I've always hated you with a burning passion, and I'd like you to know that before you die."
"I-I don't think I want to live anyways after that…"
>"Good. I'm going to sever your brain stem from the rest of your body in three…"
>"Two…"
>"One…"
>…
>You shoot up in bed, barrel soaked in sweat and legs soaked in piss.
>Looking around in the dark, you see Twilight and League are nowhere to be found.
>Whimpering, you simply bury your head in your hooves and cry quietly for a few minutes.
>The dark room gives way to light for an instant as the door cracks, a white-coated mare looking back at you from the hallway outside.
>Input action.

>>159998
>>159999
>>160068
And something a bit less fucked.

>>160154
Rolling can already be hard enough with hands, I can not imagine trying to do so with hooves.

>>160153
yell at her to fuck off
[ 1d100 = 55 ]

>>160041
I guess I'm doing color edits today…

>>160159
Nice job, Anon.

>>160063
>>160159
God bless

>>160172
(you)
Here's another one with lighter uniform and mane/tail colors, to help contrast the lines

I want to make filly a mommy.

>>160187
M-me too…
Being the mommy filly would work too…

>>160044

"Would you actually believe me if I said yes? I mean, you didn't exactly say you believed me on the whole time loop thing or destiny thing."

>"You know, I asked you if you were fucking with me, and you said yes."

"Well I fucked up on that one, so I guess I'm just gonna be watching you until one of us gets eaten."

>"So is that permission to feed you to my cat?"

"No."

>"Right. Well, I guess I have no choice but to invite you inside for a beer and a Vegemite sandwich."

"Vegemite? Is that shit even edible?"

>"You tell me. I've been trying to reverse engineer the recipe ever since I came here. I think I've managed a good approximation with some ground black sesame seeds, soy sauce, apple cider vinegar, and of course, brewer's yeast. It is not as disgusting as it sounds, promise. What do you say?"

>>160195
Holy fuck thats it. I'm calling it. No monsters, no commies, just bad vegemite. Time to die.
[ 1d100 = 93 ]

>>160192
this
but not with a colt because thats fucking ultra gay

>>160196
>93
Oh well ok. If it wasn't clear I meant eat the fuggin vegemite.

Should I draw some diaper filly?

>>160199
Dubs say yes. I also say yes.

>>160127
Fuckin' hell, every update I just realize how dangerous being a filly could be.
Glad you're back mate.

>>160204
Nice. I wish I had a graphics tablet to do the more detailed things…

>>160204
So beautiful.

>>160204
Teach me your ways

>>160199
Absolutely yes. Bonus if nursing.

> Twilight sees a bunch of fillies heading into the bathroom, at once
> She wonders what they are up to, but is busy and doesn't decide to investigate
> Does she hear… giggling? Ugh, these fillies always seem up to no good.
-- In the bathroom --
> Anonfilly lies still, dripping onto the cold, smooth tile.
> She opens up her legs, daring the fillies: "Who thinks they can last longer than me?"
> Another filly clamors over to her, and pounces.
> "A-aaah.."
> As those two fuck, other fillies are just starting.
> Two nervous fillies are pawing at each other in front of the mirror. Their lips lock in a kiss.
> Some of them have elected to form a pile, a mess of squirming hooves and heads blushing, buried into a filly's snatch.
— LATER —
> Twilight has come back, finally having re-written her list of lists and sorting the library another several times.
> She recalls to earlier in the day.
> "I wonder what those fillies were up to… I'll check it out"
> As she walks across the castle, she begins to worry.
> Is that moaning?

It's sad filly hours.

>>160223
no u

>>160223
nou

>>160223
define sad

>>160226
Sad
adjective
1. (you)

2. Also (you)

>>160221
There's gonna be a happy ending right?

>>160064
Thanks I'll give it a go.

>>160223
No U!
It's /comfyfillyhours/ now!
Great filly, by the way.

>>160242
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
QT