>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, so you can have your green to the Doc. For artists, animators, or any other content makers, you can store your fillies in the Dropbox for future viewing pleasure.
>I don't like this thread because of reasons.
You'll never know how it is unless you try a dose of filly.
>What the fuck Nueve? It was under bump limit and everything!
Shh... you'll upset the birthday girl.
Old-mare Thread: >>162877 →
/mlpol/ - My Little Politics
Archived thread
Anonymous
No.165130
>Day booze in Equestria
>The interesting thing about brewing something on the sly is finding somewhere to keep it.
>Not just keep it, but keep someone from finding it.
>"So, I understand the maid staff found another bucket of grape juice that had gone bad in your closet."
>Celestia sips at her tea, amusement in her eyes.
"Oh come on! I even clearly labelled this one not to be touched!"
>My hooves crossed as I frowned at the salad in front of me.
>Fucking salad didn't even have any eggs. Or cheese. Or bacon.
>It's like these ponies just don't know what a good salad is like.
>I felt something soft pat atop my head.
>Sliding my gaze over, I saw Celestia giving a tender smile as she patted with her wing, even if there was an undertone of amusement to it.
>"There there, my dearest little pony. I'm sure you'll find a way eventually."
>I gave Celestia a flat look.
"And yet, I doubt you'll do anything to actually prevent the maids from throwing my efforts out."
>"Consider it practice for eventual political talks, Emerald. Getting away with things in treaties without getting caught is a useful skill."
>My eyes narrowed.
"It's Anonymous."
>I felt myself magicked over and wrapped up in the princess's hooves.
>"Not anymore, my Emerald Dawn. The human known as Anonymous disappeared as mysteriously as he arrived. Truly he will be missed."
"That's kinda fucked up, Sunbutt."
>I felt a weight atop my head, accompanied with a melodious giggle.
>The rest of lunch was filled with me being fed and cuddled, much to my frustration and objections.
>And so, my mind settled to planning.
>It had been two days.
>The shadows grew longer as Celestia lowered the sun.
>Outside one of the windows of the castle, a small bottle was lowered down on some string, then secured to one of the supports of the railing on the balcony.
>I was somewhat proud of having tied the knots using only my mouth and a pair of hooves.
"They'll never find it out there..."
>With a nod, I turned to make my escape.
>My daring escape of less than 20 feet, back into the pink hell of my room.
>God I wish they'd let me change the decor.
>Mission accomplished, I flopped onto the bed.
>Apparently, just in the nick of time, as the telltale twinkling sound of magic preceded the door opening.
>Celestia just strolled right on in like she owned the place.
>Well... I guess technically she did.
>"Good evening, Emerald! Already getting ready for bed, I see."
"Geez, you solar spastic. Haven't you ever heard of knocking?"
>A melodious laugh was my only reply as she made her way to my bedside.
>"I finished my duties for the day, and decided to see what you were up to. Perhaps a nice bedtime story would help you get to sleep?"
>She looked so happy as she popped two books that, judging by the covers, were well below my reading level.
>I affixed her with a flat stare, yet her cheerful smile persisted.
"If I wanted a bedtime story, I'd read it myself. ...and I seriously doubt those would keep my interest. Why don't you go pester Twilight about it? She seems like she would enjoy that kind of thing."
>"You would think so, but we stopped such things after she wrote a twenty page report pointing out the flaws in The Pony and the Pauper."
>The happiness dimmed for a moment around the princess, books dipping slightly lower in her magic.
>...
>Shit.
>With a long sigh and kicking myself a bit, I sat up a little.
"Look. This is a bit short notice is all."
>I heard some kind of thump in the direction of the balcony, but I was on a roll.
"Maybe, I dunno... we could set up some time for something like this later. With better reading material, maybe? They're a bit below my age range."
>Fucking sap.
>The princess smiled a bit, nodding lightly.
>She took a breath, then looked slightly puzzled as the thumping took on a more frantic pace.
>"What in Equestria is going on out there?"
"Fuck if I know."
>Celestia's chiding on my language was drowned out by a high pitched "EEEEEE! EEEEEE!" amidst the struggling.
>Just as puzzled, I climbed out of bed and walked toward the door alongside the princess.
>As she opened the doors, it revealed a dark grey pony with leathery wings and dark blue armor.
>It was currently tangled up in impressively strong string against the railing and smelled heavily of fruit and a bit of yeast.
"GOD DAMN IT!"
>I had been so certain.
>But I hadn't factored in the fucking stupidity of some ponies in my plans.
>The bat pony paused in its struggles before Celestia helped free him so he could rush back to his guard post.
>She gave a sympathetic pat on my head with a wing before turning to leave.
>"Better luck next time. Goodnight, Anonymous. Pleasant dreams."
>The interesting thing about brewing something on the sly is finding somewhere to keep it.
>Not just keep it, but keep someone from finding it.
>"So, I understand the maid staff found another bucket of grape juice that had gone bad in your closet."
>Celestia sips at her tea, amusement in her eyes.
"Oh come on! I even clearly labelled this one not to be touched!"
>My hooves crossed as I frowned at the salad in front of me.
>Fucking salad didn't even have any eggs. Or cheese. Or bacon.
>It's like these ponies just don't know what a good salad is like.
>I felt something soft pat atop my head.
>Sliding my gaze over, I saw Celestia giving a tender smile as she patted with her wing, even if there was an undertone of amusement to it.
>"There there, my dearest little pony. I'm sure you'll find a way eventually."
>I gave Celestia a flat look.
"And yet, I doubt you'll do anything to actually prevent the maids from throwing my efforts out."
>"Consider it practice for eventual political talks, Emerald. Getting away with things in treaties without getting caught is a useful skill."
>My eyes narrowed.
"It's Anonymous."
>I felt myself magicked over and wrapped up in the princess's hooves.
>"Not anymore, my Emerald Dawn. The human known as Anonymous disappeared as mysteriously as he arrived. Truly he will be missed."
"That's kinda fucked up, Sunbutt."
>I felt a weight atop my head, accompanied with a melodious giggle.
>The rest of lunch was filled with me being fed and cuddled, much to my frustration and objections.
>And so, my mind settled to planning.
>It had been two days.
>The shadows grew longer as Celestia lowered the sun.
>Outside one of the windows of the castle, a small bottle was lowered down on some string, then secured to one of the supports of the railing on the balcony.
>I was somewhat proud of having tied the knots using only my mouth and a pair of hooves.
"They'll never find it out there..."
>With a nod, I turned to make my escape.
>My daring escape of less than 20 feet, back into the pink hell of my room.
>God I wish they'd let me change the decor.
>Mission accomplished, I flopped onto the bed.
>Apparently, just in the nick of time, as the telltale twinkling sound of magic preceded the door opening.
>Celestia just strolled right on in like she owned the place.
>Well... I guess technically she did.
>"Good evening, Emerald! Already getting ready for bed, I see."
"Geez, you solar spastic. Haven't you ever heard of knocking?"
>A melodious laugh was my only reply as she made her way to my bedside.
>"I finished my duties for the day, and decided to see what you were up to. Perhaps a nice bedtime story would help you get to sleep?"
>She looked so happy as she popped two books that, judging by the covers, were well below my reading level.
>I affixed her with a flat stare, yet her cheerful smile persisted.
"If I wanted a bedtime story, I'd read it myself. ...and I seriously doubt those would keep my interest. Why don't you go pester Twilight about it? She seems like she would enjoy that kind of thing."
>"You would think so, but we stopped such things after she wrote a twenty page report pointing out the flaws in The Pony and the Pauper."
>The happiness dimmed for a moment around the princess, books dipping slightly lower in her magic.
>...
>Shit.
>With a long sigh and kicking myself a bit, I sat up a little.
"Look. This is a bit short notice is all."
>I heard some kind of thump in the direction of the balcony, but I was on a roll.
"Maybe, I dunno... we could set up some time for something like this later. With better reading material, maybe? They're a bit below my age range."
>Fucking sap.
>The princess smiled a bit, nodding lightly.
>She took a breath, then looked slightly puzzled as the thumping took on a more frantic pace.
>"What in Equestria is going on out there?"
"Fuck if I know."
>Celestia's chiding on my language was drowned out by a high pitched "EEEEEE! EEEEEE!" amidst the struggling.
>Just as puzzled, I climbed out of bed and walked toward the door alongside the princess.
>As she opened the doors, it revealed a dark grey pony with leathery wings and dark blue armor.
>It was currently tangled up in impressively strong string against the railing and smelled heavily of fruit and a bit of yeast.
"GOD DAMN IT!"
>I had been so certain.
>But I hadn't factored in the fucking stupidity of some ponies in my plans.
>The bat pony paused in its struggles before Celestia helped free him so he could rush back to his guard post.
>She gave a sympathetic pat on my head with a wing before turning to leave.
>"Better luck next time. Goodnight, Anonymous. Pleasant dreams."
>hooves
Gross!
Maybe someone will eventually wisen up and do more Digigrade / Humanized anonfilly.
Gross!
Maybe someone will eventually wisen up and do more Digigrade / Humanized anonfilly.
Anonymous
No.165149
Anonymous
No.165150
Anonymous
No.165176
So a lot of people want to just stay in the other thread until it's gone through. No reason we can't celebrate there.
>>165235
It is a lot of people. And they kind of have a point.
I just want to spend today celebrating, not bickering over what thread to use.
It is a lot of people. And they kind of have a point.
I just want to spend today celebrating, not bickering over what thread to use.
Anonymous
No.165260
Seems like only yesterday, filly was all depressed and shit. Ah, good times.
Happy birthday, filly.
Happy birthday, filly.
>>165375
Yeah...
Honestly, I miss those days. Now, what do we have? Lewd stuff and bland stories.
It just isn't the same.
Good times indeed, but it's true what they say.
You don't know what you got 'till it's gone.
Yeah...
Honestly, I miss those days. Now, what do we have? Lewd stuff and bland stories.
It just isn't the same.
Good times indeed, but it's true what they say.
You don't know what you got 'till it's gone.
>>165378
Yeah, I don't do fan-service (aka lewd). I don't like to be known for that.
Last time I did that, rape happened.
It was funny how a few didn't like my depiction of it.
Yeah, I don't do fan-service (aka lewd). I don't like to be known for that.
Last time I did that, rape happened.
It was funny how a few didn't like my depiction of it.
Anonymous
No.165391
More bland green comin' atcha
>>164842 →
"I didn't have nearly as many hospital visits on Earth as I have here. Bad may be a bit of an understatement, but I'd be pretty well fucked without you here. I'm happy for that much."
>"Yeah, I am pretty great."
>She poofs a fake pair of devil's horns into existence on her ears before laughing herself off.
>"Well, I'd be lying if I told you I knew everything or even if I told you I knew what the fuck was going on here. If I had taken out that golem I might know more by now..."
>For a few minutes there's only the sound of sloshing water and hooves at work.
>"I... I'll leave those parts to you."
>You feel your cheeks warm up, but you oblige.
"Alright, done."
>"You want me to do your mane and tail?"
"Actually yes, I've been having some issues with this damned ass rope."
>"I had some trouble cleaning my tail as well when I was your age. The trick to cleaning it is to use the side of the tub to get the mass spread, and then to work at building up a good lather with the mane and tail shampoo. I know I used strawberry for your coat, but you can have me use raspberry for it if you want to."
"Variety isn't a bad thing."
>You watch as Twilight demonstrates what she just described.
>"There's also a technique to the mane. I don't know how you're used to doing it with digits, but you need to massage the scalp in an outward motion with your frogs. Sort of cup the suds between your two hooves as you get off of the head and into the rest of the mane... you think you've got that?"
"I think so..."
>"I can show you a few more times if need be, maybe grab a hoof mirror so you can see what I'm doing better."
>She does just that as she gets to work on your mane, only taking a few minutes to finish up.
>"And now the fun part."
>You gasp as you're quickly lifted out of the tub and aggressively toweled off from all directions, leaving your coat, mane and tail a complete mess.
>You glance at Twilight angrily as she alternates between losing her shit laughing at you and telling you how cute you look.
>You don't really enjoy either.
>"Alright, alright. Would you prefer to hold your own with those markings tonight or sleep with me?"
>Input action.
>>164842 →
"I didn't have nearly as many hospital visits on Earth as I have here. Bad may be a bit of an understatement, but I'd be pretty well fucked without you here. I'm happy for that much."
>"Yeah, I am pretty great."
>She poofs a fake pair of devil's horns into existence on her ears before laughing herself off.
>"Well, I'd be lying if I told you I knew everything or even if I told you I knew what the fuck was going on here. If I had taken out that golem I might know more by now..."
>For a few minutes there's only the sound of sloshing water and hooves at work.
>"I... I'll leave those parts to you."
>You feel your cheeks warm up, but you oblige.
"Alright, done."
>"You want me to do your mane and tail?"
"Actually yes, I've been having some issues with this damned ass rope."
>"I had some trouble cleaning my tail as well when I was your age. The trick to cleaning it is to use the side of the tub to get the mass spread, and then to work at building up a good lather with the mane and tail shampoo. I know I used strawberry for your coat, but you can have me use raspberry for it if you want to."
"Variety isn't a bad thing."
>You watch as Twilight demonstrates what she just described.
>"There's also a technique to the mane. I don't know how you're used to doing it with digits, but you need to massage the scalp in an outward motion with your frogs. Sort of cup the suds between your two hooves as you get off of the head and into the rest of the mane... you think you've got that?"
"I think so..."
>"I can show you a few more times if need be, maybe grab a hoof mirror so you can see what I'm doing better."
>She does just that as she gets to work on your mane, only taking a few minutes to finish up.
>"And now the fun part."
>You gasp as you're quickly lifted out of the tub and aggressively toweled off from all directions, leaving your coat, mane and tail a complete mess.
>You glance at Twilight angrily as she alternates between losing her shit laughing at you and telling you how cute you look.
>You don't really enjoy either.
>"Alright, alright. Would you prefer to hold your own with those markings tonight or sleep with me?"
>Input action.
Anonymous
No.165433
If you are going to make a new thread for 3 year anniversary, make the mods close the other thread or anchor it.
Anonymous
No.165446
EaTCarbS
No.165462
3d faget
I will be locking this thread till the other thread >>162877 → hits bump limit. As per the request of the rest of the filly folk. Once the other thread hits bump limit please ping me and I will unlock+cycle the thread.
Anonymous
No.166765
The thread is unlocked
Watch as the Great and Powerful Filly breaks this thread out of its locks! Now, for her next act, she will require an assistant.
Anonymous
No.166772
This is also a filly.
>>166775
Excellent! Now marvel as the Great and Powerful Filly makes this filly's virginity...DISAPPEAR!
Excellent! Now marvel as the Great and Powerful Filly makes this filly's virginity...DISAPPEAR!
Anonymous
No.166807
Anonymous
No.166808
As the 69th reply, I would like to request art of two fillies 69ing.
>>166773
Better, I'll repost the story so far
Rules are the same, no two responses in a row from the same fag, ten lines or so give or take a few.
>Be filly.
>Bored as fuck.
>Lying in bed.
>Nothing to drink.
>Twilight is out so you can't fuck with her.
>No shit to read.
>You groan as you roll over on your back.
>What the fuck will you do now?
>Minutes pass as you lay there
>Fuck it, you're not going to do this all day
>You get out of bed and trot downstairs
>Twilight may be gone, but you can still fuck with your "babysitter"
"SPIKE!"
>You hear a yelp, and the patter of his feet as he comes running over to you
>"What's wrong? Are you hurt?"
>You roll your eyes
"Entertain me"
>As a wide grin spreads across his face, you start to regret your choice of words.
>"Hey Anon, you want me to give you a few lessons on dragon anatomy?"
"What? Fuck no. That's gay."
>"What with the kind of man you were, I thought you'd want two cocks in you at the same time."
>He licks his chops.
>You step back
"What the fuck, Spike?"
>His grin grows wider as he steps closer
>Oh shit
>You look behind you for an escape
>Heart racing, you turn back once more before making a run for it
>Just in time to see his grin turn to laughter
>…
"You fucking asshole"
>"What? You wanted entertainment"
"N-not cool man, I thought we were bros."
>"What? And I'm not allowed to screw with you?"
"Just don't be such a nigger about it…"
>"If I didn't know any better, that filly body is getting to your head."
"No shit Sherlock… listen, do you want to fuck around all day or actually do something?"
Better, I'll repost the story so far
Rules are the same, no two responses in a row from the same fag, ten lines or so give or take a few.
>Be filly.
>Bored as fuck.
>Lying in bed.
>Nothing to drink.
>Twilight is out so you can't fuck with her.
>No shit to read.
>You groan as you roll over on your back.
>What the fuck will you do now?
>Minutes pass as you lay there
>Fuck it, you're not going to do this all day
>You get out of bed and trot downstairs
>Twilight may be gone, but you can still fuck with your "babysitter"
"SPIKE!"
>You hear a yelp, and the patter of his feet as he comes running over to you
>"What's wrong? Are you hurt?"
>You roll your eyes
"Entertain me"
>As a wide grin spreads across his face, you start to regret your choice of words.
>"Hey Anon, you want me to give you a few lessons on dragon anatomy?"
"What? Fuck no. That's gay."
>"What with the kind of man you were, I thought you'd want two cocks in you at the same time."
>He licks his chops.
>You step back
"What the fuck, Spike?"
>His grin grows wider as he steps closer
>Oh shit
>You look behind you for an escape
>Heart racing, you turn back once more before making a run for it
>Just in time to see his grin turn to laughter
>…
"You fucking asshole"
>"What? You wanted entertainment"
"N-not cool man, I thought we were bros."
>"What? And I'm not allowed to screw with you?"
"Just don't be such a nigger about it…"
>"If I didn't know any better, that filly body is getting to your head."
"No shit Sherlock… listen, do you want to fuck around all day or actually do something?"
>>166809
>"Have something in mind?"
"Well, uh... I was kind of hoping you would"
>"Uh-huh... Well, Twilight left me with plenty of books to organize, if you want to join in."
>You groan
"I was hoping for something fun"
>He grins
>"Organizing can be fun if you put your mind to it"
>He says in a Twilight impersonation
>You chuckle
"Pass. Want to get out of here and find something to do in town?"
>"Have something in mind?"
"Well, uh... I was kind of hoping you would"
>"Uh-huh... Well, Twilight left me with plenty of books to organize, if you want to join in."
>You groan
"I was hoping for something fun"
>He grins
>"Organizing can be fun if you put your mind to it"
>He says in a Twilight impersonation
>You chuckle
"Pass. Want to get out of here and find something to do in town?"
>>166810
>He shrugs.
>"Well, I don't think she expected me to get done what I've done already. We should be clear for a while."
"Perfect. I'm sure if we walk around long enough we'll find something..."
>The two of you weave your way through the network of hallways in the castle, eventually find your way to one of the many entrances.
>The sunlight is almost blinding when the two of you get outside, but Spike appears to have no problems with it so you pretend to not have the eyes of a filthy NEET.
>Squinting, you see the top of something large that wasn't there the last time you went outside.
>"Um, Anon?"
>He shrugs.
>"Well, I don't think she expected me to get done what I've done already. We should be clear for a while."
"Perfect. I'm sure if we walk around long enough we'll find something..."
>The two of you weave your way through the network of hallways in the castle, eventually find your way to one of the many entrances.
>The sunlight is almost blinding when the two of you get outside, but Spike appears to have no problems with it so you pretend to not have the eyes of a filthy NEET.
>Squinting, you see the top of something large that wasn't there the last time you went outside.
>"Um, Anon?"
Anonymous
No.166812
This is kinda cute. Not green, but it's only fair you all know it exists.
https://www.fimfiction.net/story/386791/the-circle-of-life
https://www.fimfiction.net/story/386791/the-circle-of-life
Last pic was venting. I don't know if I pissed any of you off because it didn't get any responses, but please don't take it personally.
>>165395
"I-I wanna sleep with you, but only so you can protect me..."
>"Sure thing slugger, but I know you fucking love it."
"I can neither confirm nor deny those accusations."
>You feel yourself being flipped on your back once again as you are re-dressed.
"God this feels so weird... not like you fucks wear clothes anyways."
>"Yeah, it's not supposed to feel great. It's a punishment.
"-which was an extension of an action that had nothing to do with punishing me."
>"Just grin and bear it, you're cute in it."
"H-hey! Are you implying you could fix the issue?"
>"Who knows? Maybe I'm the one that caused it in the first place."
"Genius deduction, Watson. You turned me into this."
>"Mhm. You know I do actually have a spell that I could use to safely disconnect your tongue, place it in a jar and store it until you stop getting on my nerves. You want me to do that?"
"..."
>"That's what I thought. Keep digging yourself deeper into this hole why don't you, there's always a chance you'll hit water."
"Still better than waking up with it pressed against my crotch."
>You shut your mouth as Twilight's horn glows slightly.
>"Good. One more antagonizing peep out of you and you won't be talking for weeks."
>The two of you walk the rest of the way to her room in silence.
>Twilight is hopping into bed when you strike.
"Twilight?"
>"Yeah?"
>She looks more than a bit peeved.
"I love you..."
>Her expression immediately softens as she lifts you up onto the covers.
>"I love you too munchkin. Ya'know, I'm a little bit worried about the monsters these lab-coats have been sending us."
"T-that's fair..."
>She ignores you.
>"In fact, I've even devised a way to preemptively track their movement patterns."
"Really? That's great!"
>"Yeah. It looks like the next one they're sending is..."
>She pauses for a second, your full attention now on her face.
>"The tickle monster!"
>Too late you feel the four telekinetic contacts pinning your legs to the bed as Twilight viciously attacks you.
>"N-no! Stop!"
>You're giggling like a madman.
>"The tickle monster knows no reason. It cannot be bargained with, and it will not stop until you are thoroughly tickled!"
>At this point she shifts over from her forehooves to her wings.
"S-seriously, stop! Heh heh heh..."
>"What's that? The tickle monster can't hear you over all the ruckus."
"Purple! S-stop!"
>"I'm not doing anything! This is the tickle monster's doing, Anon."
"I know no greater pain than this..."
>After a few more experimental methods of ruthless torture, the 'tickle monster' finally decides it's had enough for the night.
>As you nestle into Twilight's waiting embrace, you realize how tiring the events of today were.
>Not to mention downright tragic...
>You're really happy you chose to go with Twilight though.
>You don't think there'd be two attacks in a single day, but you're not sure if these fucks follow any sort of rhyme or reason.
>In any case, you drift into a deep sleep.
>"I can't believe you. Really, I can't."
>Input action.
>>165395
"I-I wanna sleep with you, but only so you can protect me..."
>"Sure thing slugger, but I know you fucking love it."
"I can neither confirm nor deny those accusations."
>You feel yourself being flipped on your back once again as you are re-dressed.
"God this feels so weird... not like you fucks wear clothes anyways."
>"Yeah, it's not supposed to feel great. It's a punishment.
"-which was an extension of an action that had nothing to do with punishing me."
>"Just grin and bear it, you're cute in it."
"H-hey! Are you implying you could fix the issue?"
>"Who knows? Maybe I'm the one that caused it in the first place."
"Genius deduction, Watson. You turned me into this."
>"Mhm. You know I do actually have a spell that I could use to safely disconnect your tongue, place it in a jar and store it until you stop getting on my nerves. You want me to do that?"
"..."
>"That's what I thought. Keep digging yourself deeper into this hole why don't you, there's always a chance you'll hit water."
"Still better than waking up with it pressed against my crotch."
>You shut your mouth as Twilight's horn glows slightly.
>"Good. One more antagonizing peep out of you and you won't be talking for weeks."
>The two of you walk the rest of the way to her room in silence.
>Twilight is hopping into bed when you strike.
"Twilight?"
>"Yeah?"
>She looks more than a bit peeved.
"I love you..."
>Her expression immediately softens as she lifts you up onto the covers.
>"I love you too munchkin. Ya'know, I'm a little bit worried about the monsters these lab-coats have been sending us."
"T-that's fair..."
>She ignores you.
>"In fact, I've even devised a way to preemptively track their movement patterns."
"Really? That's great!"
>"Yeah. It looks like the next one they're sending is..."
>She pauses for a second, your full attention now on her face.
>"The tickle monster!"
>Too late you feel the four telekinetic contacts pinning your legs to the bed as Twilight viciously attacks you.
>"N-no! Stop!"
>You're giggling like a madman.
>"The tickle monster knows no reason. It cannot be bargained with, and it will not stop until you are thoroughly tickled!"
>At this point she shifts over from her forehooves to her wings.
"S-seriously, stop! Heh heh heh..."
>"What's that? The tickle monster can't hear you over all the ruckus."
"Purple! S-stop!"
>"I'm not doing anything! This is the tickle monster's doing, Anon."
"I know no greater pain than this..."
>After a few more experimental methods of ruthless torture, the 'tickle monster' finally decides it's had enough for the night.
>As you nestle into Twilight's waiting embrace, you realize how tiring the events of today were.
>Not to mention downright tragic...
>You're really happy you chose to go with Twilight though.
>You don't think there'd be two attacks in a single day, but you're not sure if these fucks follow any sort of rhyme or reason.
>In any case, you drift into a deep sleep.
>"I can't believe you. Really, I can't."
>Input action.
We need more interactions between filly and the mom 65.
Anonymous
No.166857
I have been sent from the future to post Halloween images in August.
Anonymous
No.166887
Anonymous
No.166940
>>166934
>Not even three posts in and it's shitty pop culture references
/mlp/ gets worse and worse everytime I look at it.
>Not even three posts in and it's shitty pop culture references
/mlp/ gets worse and worse everytime I look at it.
For those of you wondering, Reuben is still in the other thread being a dumbass for no particular reason.
>>166956
We really are supposed to be continuing the threads to 800 posts. Regardless, I need to catch up on a few stories.
We really are supposed to be continuing the threads to 800 posts. Regardless, I need to catch up on a few stories.
>>166960
I'd rather see either a new thread at the bump limit or when the previous thread hits page 2. Not sure why it's supposed to be at 800.
I'd rather see either a new thread at the bump limit or when the previous thread hits page 2. Not sure why it's supposed to be at 800.
>>166961
We were originally going to keep to one thread until it died, but apparently some people have slow computers that can't handle thousands of posts. We decided 800 was the number of posts we could all be able to handle before things started getting laggy. All subsequent threads have continued on to a bare minimum of 800 posts to maximize the amount of content in each thread without having people unable to load the thread.
I honestly see no problem with sticking with tradition for tradition's sake. Anyways, I'm gonna go update my pastebin and come up with a recap. Might not have an update tonight since I've got bullshit to deal with outside of this.
We were originally going to keep to one thread until it died, but apparently some people have slow computers that can't handle thousands of posts. We decided 800 was the number of posts we could all be able to handle before things started getting laggy. All subsequent threads have continued on to a bare minimum of 800 posts to maximize the amount of content in each thread without having people unable to load the thread.
I honestly see no problem with sticking with tradition for tradition's sake. Anyways, I'm gonna go update my pastebin and come up with a recap. Might not have an update tonight since I've got bullshit to deal with outside of this.
Anonymous
No.166963
>>166962
>I honestly see no problem with sticking with tradition for tradition's sake.
And I do when tradition holds us back for no other reason than its own.
>I honestly see no problem with sticking with tradition for tradition's sake.
And I do when tradition holds us back for no other reason than its own.
Recap!
Pastebin Part 1: https://pastebin.com/JReEqH6G
Pastebin Part 2: https://pastebin.com/CuNuktSQ
>You are Anonymous, a cute green filly that's been on quite a few adventures.
>Though you were born a human, you one day woke up in a body that wasn't yours, in an early version of Equestria.
>You're not alone in this, and in fact, you're supposed to save the world from changelings alongside Twilight Sparkle, Lyra Heartstrings, Blossomforth, Coco Pommel, and Daring Do, all of whom are in the same ex-human boat as you.
>To be honest, you're not so sure about Daring, however. She did some pretty fucked up things to you in a time loop you just got out of.
>In fact, you've recently learned she was in jail back on Earth, and not really in any mood to head back.
>Regardless, you've recently received a premonition that Celestia's going to be turned to stone.
>You've also found out that there's a clone of you running around Equestria somewhere, likely around Dodge Junction if Pinkie Pie's predictions can be trusted.
>Right now, you are in the woods with Daring, Twilight, and Pinkie Pie, having just found out that you could catch a train to Dodge if you hurry back to Ponyville.
Pastebin Part 1: https://pastebin.com/JReEqH6G
Pastebin Part 2: https://pastebin.com/CuNuktSQ
>You are Anonymous, a cute green filly that's been on quite a few adventures.
>Though you were born a human, you one day woke up in a body that wasn't yours, in an early version of Equestria.
>You're not alone in this, and in fact, you're supposed to save the world from changelings alongside Twilight Sparkle, Lyra Heartstrings, Blossomforth, Coco Pommel, and Daring Do, all of whom are in the same ex-human boat as you.
>To be honest, you're not so sure about Daring, however. She did some pretty fucked up things to you in a time loop you just got out of.
>In fact, you've recently learned she was in jail back on Earth, and not really in any mood to head back.
>Regardless, you've recently received a premonition that Celestia's going to be turned to stone.
>You've also found out that there's a clone of you running around Equestria somewhere, likely around Dodge Junction if Pinkie Pie's predictions can be trusted.
>Right now, you are in the woods with Daring, Twilight, and Pinkie Pie, having just found out that you could catch a train to Dodge if you hurry back to Ponyville.
>>166962
I understand where you're coming from, and I think it should have been talked about more before it happened so suddenly. This whole thing has been a mess. Thank you for coming over here. Hopefully we can put this all behind us.
I understand where you're coming from, and I think it should have been talked about more before it happened so suddenly. This whole thing has been a mess. Thank you for coming over here. Hopefully we can put this all behind us.
Anonymous
No.166990
>>166986
I for one think the anniversary was fitting for filly, full of salt, swearing and ruined by autism. Couldn't have gone more perfectly.
I for one think the anniversary was fitting for filly, full of salt, swearing and ruined by autism. Couldn't have gone more perfectly.
Anonymous
No.166995
Anonymous
No.167003
>>167002
Back when there were ids for this thread I only saw two aussie ids, and I've never seen an action since giving formidible evidence that there are more than that. There may be more aussies on this site, but I remain convinced that only two post in these threads.
Back when there were ids for this thread I only saw two aussie ids, and I've never seen an action since giving formidible evidence that there are more than that. There may be more aussies on this site, but I remain convinced that only two post in these threads.
Posting a feel while I distract from cleaning the house.
>You're the last one.
>Years of hiding down here have yielded you survival, but nothing more.
>The ones that followed you were excited at first, ignorant children that had bought into the romanticization of the apocalyptic.
>But as the thin wooden door began to give way to the screams of the damned, even they tucked their tails between their legs and cried.
>It was you that found the hidden doorway into the tunnels.
>Some faggot... gamer KM? Stayed behind trying to play the badass role.
>Her viscera coated the walls and ran in excess, tiny jagged bits of flesh turning the reeking sewage below a slightly lighter shade.
>There was no time to think, only jump.
>You stayed under as long as possible, until your tiny lungs could take it no longer.
>As you surfaced, you saw the corpses of many.
>You counted thirteen out of the twenty-three dead.
>Twenty-four counting yourself.
>Eleven left.
>Years of hiding down here have yielded you survival, but nothing more.
>The ones that followed you were excited at first, ignorant children that had bought into the romanticization of the apocalyptic.
>But as the thin wooden door began to give way to the screams of the damned, even they tucked their tails between their legs and cried.
>It was you that found the hidden doorway into the tunnels.
>Some faggot... gamer KM? Stayed behind trying to play the badass role.
>Her viscera coated the walls and ran in excess, tiny jagged bits of flesh turning the reeking sewage below a slightly lighter shade.
>There was no time to think, only jump.
>You stayed under as long as possible, until your tiny lungs could take it no longer.
>As you surfaced, you saw the corpses of many.
>You counted thirteen out of the twenty-three dead.
>Twenty-four counting yourself.
>Eleven left.
>>167009
>You tried to get the filth out of your fur as best you could, but without running water it proved impossible.
>You followed spots of blood until whoever's wound it was clotted.
>You had a choice now.
>Continue forward, or to the left.
>...
>It's always left.
>"S-stay back! I have a knife!"
"I'm not going to hurt you."
>"What the fuck happened?"
"I don't know. What can I call you?"
>"Anon..."
"You fucktard, that's my name too."
>"Nonny?"
"Oh, so you're an abusefag now?"
>"Fuck off! Why do you get to be Anon anyways?"
"Because I can save your ass. Now come on, that knife will do us a lot of good..."
>You tried to get the filth out of your fur as best you could, but without running water it proved impossible.
>You followed spots of blood until whoever's wound it was clotted.
>You had a choice now.
>Continue forward, or to the left.
>...
>It's always left.
>"S-stay back! I have a knife!"
"I'm not going to hurt you."
>"What the fuck happened?"
"I don't know. What can I call you?"
>"Anon..."
"You fucktard, that's my name too."
>"Nonny?"
"Oh, so you're an abusefag now?"
>"Fuck off! Why do you get to be Anon anyways?"
"Because I can save your ass. Now come on, that knife will do us a lot of good..."
Anonymous
No.167034
>>167032
>format all your drives to switch to linux
>4 days of trying to install gentoo is stopped cold at the genkernel stage
>get banned from gentoo IRC for getting mad when the mods tease and ignore your request for help
>stuck using phone for everything, too frustrated to post anything unique or productive
>frontpage is full of glimmernigel shit
>stumble across old anonfilly feels from your archived pics folder
>lie down, try not to cry, cry a lot
>no energy left to get out of bed and do six hours of housework
>format all your drives to switch to linux
>4 days of trying to install gentoo is stopped cold at the genkernel stage
>get banned from gentoo IRC for getting mad when the mods tease and ignore your request for help
>stuck using phone for everything, too frustrated to post anything unique or productive
>frontpage is full of glimmernigel shit
>stumble across old anonfilly feels from your archived pics folder
>lie down, try not to cry, cry a lot
>no energy left to get out of bed and do six hours of housework
I live for some god aweful reason. Here's more of my terrible story. (And soon another story cause why not?)
https://pastebin.com/edit/aKP25Jn7 if you want to catch up.
>You moved your head towards the source to find the kid from yesterday approaching you with her entourage.
>”I think League's stupidity is contagious, cause now your just a bigger idiot than her.”
>You paid little attention at the fake laughter of her quote unquote friends.
>Moving to check on League, as a sky blue aura wrapped around you, followed by the numbing sensation.
>God damn magic.
>She rotated you around to face her, a smug grin on her face.
>”Well look at this girls. She’s just as a big of an idiot as League is, maybe bigger.”
>Her posy giggled as they each mentioned your level of idiocy.
>You didn't pay them much attention as you focused on aiming your shot.
>There was only one way you could escape by yourself from her magical grip.
>Sucking air through your nose, pulling your tongue back, and extending your neck.
>You fired.
>Your shot hit just below her horn.
>The enjoyment of hitting this snobby brat was short lived as she dropped you.
>Running into the school, as she screamed.
>”Ew, ew, ew, ew!”
>Catching yourself, you allow for a small giggle yourself before you turn back to check on League.
>Turning around you find her looking towards the school.
>A look of both disgust and laughter were on League's face.
>Once she looked towards you, it broke out in laughter.
>”That was gross Anon.”
“Well I didn't have much choice. Getting out of a unicorn's magic isn't easy.”
>”Yay, but to spit on her?”
“Works with Twilight.”
>Well the first time anyway.
“Now are you ok?”
>League looked confused.
>”Yeah?”
“Just wanted to make su…”
>A couple of teeth just fell out.
>League stared at the fallen teeth, as you raise a hoof to your mouth.
>Pain emerged as your hoof made contact.
>People were speaking around you, but you couldn’t focus on any of them.
>You awaken to a soft bed and a sore mouth.
>Flashes of a scared League, concerned Cheerilee and Twilight, along with bright lights swim inside your head.
>As you yawned, the soreness turned to numbness.
>How long were you out for?
>Couldn't have been long, your body wasn't stiff or needed to stretch.
>Your stomach churned as the world spun around you.
>What did you eat?
>It was worse than shit, whatever it was.
>As the world returned you realized that this was your room in Twilight’s castle.
>Weren’t you just at school?
>Yeah you were, you can recall Little League, that unicorn brat, and the fucking seesaw.
>Just the memory of it triggered pain inside your jaw...shit your teeth.
>Getting out of bed was a mistake as you soon laid curled up on the floor.
>Your stomach doing donuts, and your brain melting out of your ears.
>What the hell happened while you were out?
>Time eluded you as you laid in your ball, the world made solely of yourself.
>You had been sick before, both on Earth, and Equestria, but this was something else.
>Your body wasn’t just trying to get rid of something.
>It was trying to escape it.
>You felt the need to vomit, but couldn’t actually do it.
>Your eyes rolled into the back of your head, and your mouth felt like cotton.
>Soon you felt yourself being lifted back onto your bed.
>Who it was you couldn’t tell, but you could feel them laying next to you as you tried to regain a foothold back into reality.
https://pastebin.com/edit/aKP25Jn7 if you want to catch up.
>You moved your head towards the source to find the kid from yesterday approaching you with her entourage.
>”I think League's stupidity is contagious, cause now your just a bigger idiot than her.”
>You paid little attention at the fake laughter of her quote unquote friends.
>Moving to check on League, as a sky blue aura wrapped around you, followed by the numbing sensation.
>God damn magic.
>She rotated you around to face her, a smug grin on her face.
>”Well look at this girls. She’s just as a big of an idiot as League is, maybe bigger.”
>Her posy giggled as they each mentioned your level of idiocy.
>You didn't pay them much attention as you focused on aiming your shot.
>There was only one way you could escape by yourself from her magical grip.
>Sucking air through your nose, pulling your tongue back, and extending your neck.
>You fired.
>Your shot hit just below her horn.
>The enjoyment of hitting this snobby brat was short lived as she dropped you.
>Running into the school, as she screamed.
>”Ew, ew, ew, ew!”
>Catching yourself, you allow for a small giggle yourself before you turn back to check on League.
>Turning around you find her looking towards the school.
>A look of both disgust and laughter were on League's face.
>Once she looked towards you, it broke out in laughter.
>”That was gross Anon.”
“Well I didn't have much choice. Getting out of a unicorn's magic isn't easy.”
>”Yay, but to spit on her?”
“Works with Twilight.”
>Well the first time anyway.
“Now are you ok?”
>League looked confused.
>”Yeah?”
“Just wanted to make su…”
>A couple of teeth just fell out.
>League stared at the fallen teeth, as you raise a hoof to your mouth.
>Pain emerged as your hoof made contact.
>People were speaking around you, but you couldn’t focus on any of them.
>You awaken to a soft bed and a sore mouth.
>Flashes of a scared League, concerned Cheerilee and Twilight, along with bright lights swim inside your head.
>As you yawned, the soreness turned to numbness.
>How long were you out for?
>Couldn't have been long, your body wasn't stiff or needed to stretch.
>Your stomach churned as the world spun around you.
>What did you eat?
>It was worse than shit, whatever it was.
>As the world returned you realized that this was your room in Twilight’s castle.
>Weren’t you just at school?
>Yeah you were, you can recall Little League, that unicorn brat, and the fucking seesaw.
>Just the memory of it triggered pain inside your jaw...shit your teeth.
>Getting out of bed was a mistake as you soon laid curled up on the floor.
>Your stomach doing donuts, and your brain melting out of your ears.
>What the hell happened while you were out?
>Time eluded you as you laid in your ball, the world made solely of yourself.
>You had been sick before, both on Earth, and Equestria, but this was something else.
>Your body wasn’t just trying to get rid of something.
>It was trying to escape it.
>You felt the need to vomit, but couldn’t actually do it.
>Your eyes rolled into the back of your head, and your mouth felt like cotton.
>Soon you felt yourself being lifted back onto your bed.
>Who it was you couldn’t tell, but you could feel them laying next to you as you tried to regain a foothold back into reality.
>>167052
You linked the edit page dumbdumb.
And nonsense, good to see you're back here and could get mlpol to not fuck up your browser.
You linked the edit page dumbdumb.
And nonsense, good to see you're back here and could get mlpol to not fuck up your browser.
Anonymous
No.167066
Anonymous
No.167074
Anonymous
No.167085
>learn how to paint
>don't paint it for a few days
>forget everything
Holy shit, being a dumb filly must be suffering.
>don't paint it for a few days
>forget everything
Holy shit, being a dumb filly must be suffering.
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You're going to really need to hoof it if you want to make it back to Ponyville on time. Or perhaps literally winging it might be a better idea, in case Daring left any more traps around the forest for you to accidentally step into. Taking into account that you'd rather not step into a bear trap the next time around, you fly as fast as you can towards your friends and attempt to lift them up without warning.
"NoTimeToExplainHaveToGoBackToPonyvilleNowComeWithMeIfYouWantToLive!"
You're not really used to moving or speaking that fast, but it seems to have grabbed your friends' attention, as Twilight and Daring take to the air with you.
>"Slow down, Anon. What's going on?"
>"Yeah, what's the big idea mate?"
"We need to catch a train to Dodge Junction to stop my clone."
Twilight sighs and starts to slow down, prompting you to as well. It was probably for the better, as your speed was not really sustainable without some sort of burst of adrenaline.
>"Really Anon, do you actually know if she's there? Or are you just going based on where Pinkie thinks she might be?"
"Has Pinkie ever been wrong?"
>"Okay, fair, but I still don't think it's something to rush into on the drop of a hat. Speaking of which, if you want to keep flying the way back, I'm going to need you to stop so I can re-cast the spell. I'm pretty sure these wings can only take so much abuse."
"Alright, fine."
You stop for a moment as Twilight begins working her magic once again, letting your wings rejuvenate. Though you hadn't noticed the state of your wings before, feeling them return to a pristine state is almost like stepping into a warm bath after spending all day in the snow. Really, you ought to do this more often.
As this is happening, Daring Do finally manages to catch up with you after having lagged behind for a while. She does not seem rather pleased with your excuse.
>"Okay, I get that I'm supposed to help you two save Equestria or whatever, but why do you have to drag me off for a simple clone problem? Can't I just go back to my shack until you need me to stomp on the old commie bug queen?"
"NoTimeToExplainHaveToGoBackToPonyvilleNowComeWithMeIfYouWantToLive!"
You're not really used to moving or speaking that fast, but it seems to have grabbed your friends' attention, as Twilight and Daring take to the air with you.
>"Slow down, Anon. What's going on?"
>"Yeah, what's the big idea mate?"
"We need to catch a train to Dodge Junction to stop my clone."
Twilight sighs and starts to slow down, prompting you to as well. It was probably for the better, as your speed was not really sustainable without some sort of burst of adrenaline.
>"Really Anon, do you actually know if she's there? Or are you just going based on where Pinkie thinks she might be?"
"Has Pinkie ever been wrong?"
>"Okay, fair, but I still don't think it's something to rush into on the drop of a hat. Speaking of which, if you want to keep flying the way back, I'm going to need you to stop so I can re-cast the spell. I'm pretty sure these wings can only take so much abuse."
"Alright, fine."
You stop for a moment as Twilight begins working her magic once again, letting your wings rejuvenate. Though you hadn't noticed the state of your wings before, feeling them return to a pristine state is almost like stepping into a warm bath after spending all day in the snow. Really, you ought to do this more often.
As this is happening, Daring Do finally manages to catch up with you after having lagged behind for a while. She does not seem rather pleased with your excuse.
>"Okay, I get that I'm supposed to help you two save Equestria or whatever, but why do you have to drag me off for a simple clone problem? Can't I just go back to my shack until you need me to stomp on the old commie bug queen?"
Anonymous
No.167126
>>167095
"Because something-something-friendship lesson. Because if we can't learn to work together now we'll just get our asses kicked later. And because if we're going to capture and/or beat up this bug, I'd much rather have the outback survivalist by my side than not." [1d100 = 78]
"Because something-something-friendship lesson. Because if we can't learn to work together now we'll just get our asses kicked later. And because if we're going to capture and/or beat up this bug, I'd much rather have the outback survivalist by my side than not." [1d100 = 78]
>>166324 →
>You can't help but break out into a quick smile, before your face droops again in front of the head mare.
>Though the expression on this Anon...
>It doesn't look so friendly.
>You're put in a seat before the head mare, who makes sure to give you a stern glance before turning to the Anon.
>Swallowing the lump in your throat, you watch him step forward after a short nod.
>"So... what's your name?"
"I-I... A-Anon, sir."
>The mare narrows her eyes behind him, and your body snaps up straighter in response.
>"Anon, huh? Of course it is..."
>He slowly walks around your chair.
>You can feel his eyes just, slithering over every inch of your body.
>Your tail instinctively wraps around one side of your flank, and the mare's look darkens.
>F-fuck, you're getting beaten for sure.
>Well, it's been a while since the last, you can say that, at least...
>"Well, Anon... Are you a good filly?"
>The air around you feels thin.
>A bit of your mane hangs over your face, and your confidence starts to crumble.
>Not that you had much to begin with, but you had hope...
"Y-yes, sir."
>He pauses, and just watches you.
>Eyes shaking, you try to keep it forward, and past the angry eyes of the head mare.
>The silence is deafening.
>"...I'll take her."
>She perks up.
>"Oh, splendid! Now, if you'll just hand me the payment-"
>He grabs a big bag from a table nearby and places it on her desk with a loud chink.
>"Oh, my, this'll do!"
>Hopping out of her chair, she makes her way to a another room nearby, then comes out with a tiny ass cage, barely any bigger than you are.
>She places it on the desk.
>"Free of charge, I hope you have a nice day, sir!"
>"Why thank you, I most certainly will."
>He picks it up and opens it, before placing it on the ground before you.
>As your heart sinks and your stomach churns, you slowly walk into your own enslavement.
>This shit's not what you signed up for back home.
>Not at all...
>Tail tucked and head down, you sit hunched over just to be able to fit.
>As your mind wanders, and you gaze around the cage, you don't notice the blanket being thrown over you.
>You're suddenly lifted up, as the sound of footsteps and the view of his slacks and shoes moving on the ground beneath you are all you're able to experience.
>Well...
>Might as well try to rest while you can.
>It doesn't seem like this'll be a very fun ride...
>You can't help but break out into a quick smile, before your face droops again in front of the head mare.
>Though the expression on this Anon...
>It doesn't look so friendly.
>You're put in a seat before the head mare, who makes sure to give you a stern glance before turning to the Anon.
>Swallowing the lump in your throat, you watch him step forward after a short nod.
>"So... what's your name?"
"I-I... A-Anon, sir."
>The mare narrows her eyes behind him, and your body snaps up straighter in response.
>"Anon, huh? Of course it is..."
>He slowly walks around your chair.
>You can feel his eyes just, slithering over every inch of your body.
>Your tail instinctively wraps around one side of your flank, and the mare's look darkens.
>F-fuck, you're getting beaten for sure.
>Well, it's been a while since the last, you can say that, at least...
>"Well, Anon... Are you a good filly?"
>The air around you feels thin.
>A bit of your mane hangs over your face, and your confidence starts to crumble.
>Not that you had much to begin with, but you had hope...
"Y-yes, sir."
>He pauses, and just watches you.
>Eyes shaking, you try to keep it forward, and past the angry eyes of the head mare.
>The silence is deafening.
>"...I'll take her."
>She perks up.
>"Oh, splendid! Now, if you'll just hand me the payment-"
>He grabs a big bag from a table nearby and places it on her desk with a loud chink.
>"Oh, my, this'll do!"
>Hopping out of her chair, she makes her way to a another room nearby, then comes out with a tiny ass cage, barely any bigger than you are.
>She places it on the desk.
>"Free of charge, I hope you have a nice day, sir!"
>"Why thank you, I most certainly will."
>He picks it up and opens it, before placing it on the ground before you.
>As your heart sinks and your stomach churns, you slowly walk into your own enslavement.
>This shit's not what you signed up for back home.
>Not at all...
>Tail tucked and head down, you sit hunched over just to be able to fit.
>As your mind wanders, and you gaze around the cage, you don't notice the blanket being thrown over you.
>You're suddenly lifted up, as the sound of footsteps and the view of his slacks and shoes moving on the ground beneath you are all you're able to experience.
>Well...
>Might as well try to rest while you can.
>It doesn't seem like this'll be a very fun ride...
Anonymous
No.167229
Anonymous
No.167233
>>165114
Just thought I'd let you all know over on 4/mu/ the mods are just gone. Were having a black bbw porn/barneyfag thread.
/mu/thread/82313074
Just thought I'd let you all know over on 4/mu/ the mods are just gone. Were having a black bbw porn/barneyfag thread.
/mu/thread/82313074
Anonymous
No.167252
I should have done just that Lyra puking edit but is nice to draw fillies.
>>167095
It's one thing for Daring to be a criminal with a potentially ambiguous definition of the word consent. In a way, you've partially come to accept that. Not completely, but just enough that you're willing to work with her. It's another thing, of course, for her to be a metaphorical pain in the ass on top of being a literal pain in the ass. From the day you met her in the time loop, she has shown no desire to be around any other ponies, whether they be other ex-humans like her, or relatively normal ponies like Pinkie Pie. For someone whom you are apparently supposed to weaponize friendship with against a potentially world-ending adversary, she sure doesn't seem to understand the concept of what a "friend" is. If ever there were a pony to test your patience, it would be this one, and yet she has to be dealt with.
You sigh and take a deep breath for the lecture you are going to need to deliver to her stubborn plot.
"Look, Daring. If I'm going to let you spend all of your days living like a hermit in that fucking shack of yours, we're all going to die. The second we need you to cooperate, you'll be unable to perform because you don't know how to play well with others. The weapons we're supposed to use together are called the Elements of Harmony. By definition, they require users who are, well, in harmony with one another. And right now, I don't think that's going to be possible because your anti-social ass can't be bothered to even make one friend. But you know what? I don't even care. Go ahead and go home, and enjoy clopping your cunt off to some hoof-drawn pictures of kangaroos. When the commissar comes to your door and demands you share your house with a bunch of changelings who want to feed on you, you don't get to complain, because your lazy ass couldn't even bother with a simple friendship lesson."
There is a pregnant pause as Daring tries to process all of what you just said.
>"Well jeez, you don't have to act like such a bitch about it."
Without warning, Twilight smacks her across the face with her hoof.
It's one thing for Daring to be a criminal with a potentially ambiguous definition of the word consent. In a way, you've partially come to accept that. Not completely, but just enough that you're willing to work with her. It's another thing, of course, for her to be a metaphorical pain in the ass on top of being a literal pain in the ass. From the day you met her in the time loop, she has shown no desire to be around any other ponies, whether they be other ex-humans like her, or relatively normal ponies like Pinkie Pie. For someone whom you are apparently supposed to weaponize friendship with against a potentially world-ending adversary, she sure doesn't seem to understand the concept of what a "friend" is. If ever there were a pony to test your patience, it would be this one, and yet she has to be dealt with.
You sigh and take a deep breath for the lecture you are going to need to deliver to her stubborn plot.
"Look, Daring. If I'm going to let you spend all of your days living like a hermit in that fucking shack of yours, we're all going to die. The second we need you to cooperate, you'll be unable to perform because you don't know how to play well with others. The weapons we're supposed to use together are called the Elements of Harmony. By definition, they require users who are, well, in harmony with one another. And right now, I don't think that's going to be possible because your anti-social ass can't be bothered to even make one friend. But you know what? I don't even care. Go ahead and go home, and enjoy clopping your cunt off to some hoof-drawn pictures of kangaroos. When the commissar comes to your door and demands you share your house with a bunch of changelings who want to feed on you, you don't get to complain, because your lazy ass couldn't even bother with a simple friendship lesson."
There is a pregnant pause as Daring tries to process all of what you just said.
>"Well jeez, you don't have to act like such a bitch about it."
Without warning, Twilight smacks her across the face with her hoof.
>>167261
>Mfw ptfg
10/10, made me post in this cursed thread, well done
And since im already posting...
>>166811
"What is it?"
>"You sure you dont want to...well..."
>He kept staring at your body, wondering if he should even ask about it
>Raising an eyebrow, you looked at your legs and immediately saw what he was talking about
>You were still in your pajamas
>Who can blame you? They re comfy
>But it would definitely be weird to go out in them
>If only you had enough skill to take it off with your own hooves
>But no magic, no grip
>One day you ll avenge yourself against purple for this hell
>Wait, Spike has thumbs, but should you...?
>Its not like he d be undressing you for other purposes
>Though with the way both of you joked before, you dont know how he would take that request
>You re brought out of your thoughts with a loud snap coming off right in front of your face
>You scrunch at Spike as he retreates his claws, crossing his arms and staring straight at your eyes
>"Penny for your thoughts?"
>
>>167262
1) Now its our time!
Proceed to >Rape Daring
[1d100 = 74]
Or...
2) Say something about not understanding why women have this need to slap everyone they meet, then boop Twilight
[1d100 = 96]
>Mfw ptfg
10/10, made me post in this cursed thread, well done
And since im already posting...
>>166811
"What is it?"
>"You sure you dont want to...well..."
>He kept staring at your body, wondering if he should even ask about it
>Raising an eyebrow, you looked at your legs and immediately saw what he was talking about
>You were still in your pajamas
>Who can blame you? They re comfy
>But it would definitely be weird to go out in them
>If only you had enough skill to take it off with your own hooves
>But no magic, no grip
>One day you ll avenge yourself against purple for this hell
>Wait, Spike has thumbs, but should you...?
>Its not like he d be undressing you for other purposes
>Though with the way both of you joked before, you dont know how he would take that request
>You re brought out of your thoughts with a loud snap coming off right in front of your face
>You scrunch at Spike as he retreates his claws, crossing his arms and staring straight at your eyes
>"Penny for your thoughts?"
>
>>167262
1) Now its our time!
Proceed to >Rape Daring
[1d100 = 74]
Or...
2) Say something about not understanding why women have this need to slap everyone they meet, then boop Twilight
[1d100 = 96]
>>167262
Shout out a sharp "Diana!", and give her a firm look of "That. Isn't. Helping." while making it as sympathetic as we can. [1d100 = 5]
Shout out a sharp "Diana!", and give her a firm look of "That. Isn't. Helping." while making it as sympathetic as we can. [1d100 = 5]
Anonymous
No.167279
>>167278
Double fug. Holy shit I'm fucking retarded, the boost was for telling Diana she's not helping.
Double fug. Holy shit I'm fucking retarded, the boost was for telling Diana she's not helping.
>>167057
I don't trust it. I'm certian my computer will soon explode or something.
>>167052
>The world is black.
>A cold, heartless abyss that drains you of warmth.
>Silence fills you as even your breathing is silent.
>Movement is impossible, yet possible.
>Your hands move to find some source of solid, liquid, hell a gas even.
>Something other than this darkness….wait hands?
>Not just hands, but feet, and legs, even a real nose.
>As you try to move to confirm these things, you are reminded how motionless you truly are.
>No matter how hard you try to bring your hands to your face, or move your legs in a swimming fashion.
>They do not respond.
>Instead they continue to feel out for something else, something you can not see.
>Focusing on your left arm, you try to bend it towards you, either through force of will, or magic.
>Magic…
>At the thought of it, the world became a bit brighter.
>Magic…
>Your body screamed in terror, limbs moving to cover you.
>Magic…
>Your eyes spring open like a jack in the box.
>Though you could see, the world did not seem real.
>You were out of breathe.
>Where you in a fight?
>Kinda, you think.
>You remember, what do you remember?
>This wasn’t your room, was it?
>Yes, yes it was.
>This is your room inside of the castle.
>Castle?
>You don’t recall visiting any castles before….Twilight.
>Your breathing picked up pace as you started to remember what happened.
>What you lost.
>Who you lost.
>Soon your eyes were flooded with tears, with you being unable to hold them back.
>Rolling over you see Twilight laying next to you, deep in slumber.
>Scooching closer, you bury your face into her chest.
>You were surprised at how long you had slept with Anon.
>It was dark when you woke up, probably early morning.
>You had brought Anon some soup, when you found her, urm him, curled up on the floor.
>After lifting him up, you saw that he was in pain, but you couldn’t tell from what.
>Colgate had repaired his teeth thanks to one of Zecora’s potions, and the pain reducing spell wasn’t anything too complicated.
>You just couldn’t figure it out.
>Anon wasn’t one to overreact to things.
>After all, you found him in the Castle of the Two Sisters, doing alright for himself.
>Outside of hygiene that is.
>Yet you couldn’t think of any reason of why he looked to be in so much pain.
>Even though that had consumed most of your thoughts before you slept, it’s no what woke you.
>That was Anon, as he pushed himself into your chest.
>It caused you to jump a bit.
>Did he want you off the bed?
>No, he didn’t push you that hard.
>Soon the sound of him trying to stifle tears emerged as your chest got wet.
>You wrapped your hooves around Anon, and pulled him a bit closer.
>You should say something, but what?
>What could you possible say to him?
>As Anon continued to cry, you wrapped your free wing around.
>If you couldn’t think of anything to say, you could at least keep him company
I don't trust it. I'm certian my computer will soon explode or something.
>>167052
>The world is black.
>A cold, heartless abyss that drains you of warmth.
>Silence fills you as even your breathing is silent.
>Movement is impossible, yet possible.
>Your hands move to find some source of solid, liquid, hell a gas even.
>Something other than this darkness….wait hands?
>Not just hands, but feet, and legs, even a real nose.
>As you try to move to confirm these things, you are reminded how motionless you truly are.
>No matter how hard you try to bring your hands to your face, or move your legs in a swimming fashion.
>They do not respond.
>Instead they continue to feel out for something else, something you can not see.
>Focusing on your left arm, you try to bend it towards you, either through force of will, or magic.
>Magic…
>At the thought of it, the world became a bit brighter.
>Magic…
>Your body screamed in terror, limbs moving to cover you.
>Magic…
>Your eyes spring open like a jack in the box.
>Though you could see, the world did not seem real.
>You were out of breathe.
>Where you in a fight?
>Kinda, you think.
>You remember, what do you remember?
>This wasn’t your room, was it?
>Yes, yes it was.
>This is your room inside of the castle.
>Castle?
>You don’t recall visiting any castles before….Twilight.
>Your breathing picked up pace as you started to remember what happened.
>What you lost.
>Who you lost.
>Soon your eyes were flooded with tears, with you being unable to hold them back.
>Rolling over you see Twilight laying next to you, deep in slumber.
>Scooching closer, you bury your face into her chest.
>You were surprised at how long you had slept with Anon.
>It was dark when you woke up, probably early morning.
>You had brought Anon some soup, when you found her, urm him, curled up on the floor.
>After lifting him up, you saw that he was in pain, but you couldn’t tell from what.
>Colgate had repaired his teeth thanks to one of Zecora’s potions, and the pain reducing spell wasn’t anything too complicated.
>You just couldn’t figure it out.
>Anon wasn’t one to overreact to things.
>After all, you found him in the Castle of the Two Sisters, doing alright for himself.
>Outside of hygiene that is.
>Yet you couldn’t think of any reason of why he looked to be in so much pain.
>Even though that had consumed most of your thoughts before you slept, it’s no what woke you.
>That was Anon, as he pushed himself into your chest.
>It caused you to jump a bit.
>Did he want you off the bed?
>No, he didn’t push you that hard.
>Soon the sound of him trying to stifle tears emerged as your chest got wet.
>You wrapped your hooves around Anon, and pulled him a bit closer.
>You should say something, but what?
>What could you possible say to him?
>As Anon continued to cry, you wrapped your free wing around.
>If you couldn’t think of anything to say, you could at least keep him company
>"Aagh! What'd you do that for?"
>The green filly rubbed her shoulder, glaring at the orange filly.
>"Because you're a faggot that keeps wanting to go back to a shitty board."
>The orange filly stuck her tongue out.
>"I'm not a faggot! You're a faggot!"
>"Yes, you are! The only bigger faggots than you are the shitty moderation team and shitty janitors of that place that threw you out!"
>The green filly's lower lip quivered.
>"It... It's not like that. I'm sure this new thread I'm making won't get deleted this time. It... It's just an honest mistake!"
>"That's happened how many fucking times? You're hopeless!"
>"Hey, fuck you! Aren't there any other fucking anons around that I c-"
>The orange filly clapped a hoof over the green one's mouth, eyes shifting about.
>"Ssh. You... You don't want that. They're more trouble than they're worth."
>A red filly glares from out of a window for a moment. She points at her eyes with a hoof, then back at the green and orange fillies.
>"They keep going on about how I should've left back when Moot was shown to be a huge cuck and irc log leaks and video games. ... Look, you're going through some rough times. Let's go see if we can bum some free cupcakes off of Ponka."
>The orange filly then wanders off, green filly in tow.
>"Can we go egg Twilight's castle later?"
>"Sure, but she put up some kind of anti-egg shield after the third time I did it. Man do they pop real good now, though."
>"Sweet."
>The green filly rubbed her shoulder, glaring at the orange filly.
>"Because you're a faggot that keeps wanting to go back to a shitty board."
>The orange filly stuck her tongue out.
>"I'm not a faggot! You're a faggot!"
>"Yes, you are! The only bigger faggots than you are the shitty moderation team and shitty janitors of that place that threw you out!"
>The green filly's lower lip quivered.
>"It... It's not like that. I'm sure this new thread I'm making won't get deleted this time. It... It's just an honest mistake!"
>"That's happened how many fucking times? You're hopeless!"
>"Hey, fuck you! Aren't there any other fucking anons around that I c-"
>The orange filly clapped a hoof over the green one's mouth, eyes shifting about.
>"Ssh. You... You don't want that. They're more trouble than they're worth."
>A red filly glares from out of a window for a moment. She points at her eyes with a hoof, then back at the green and orange fillies.
>"They keep going on about how I should've left back when Moot was shown to be a huge cuck and irc log leaks and video games. ... Look, you're going through some rough times. Let's go see if we can bum some free cupcakes off of Ponka."
>The orange filly then wanders off, green filly in tow.
>"Can we go egg Twilight's castle later?"
>"Sure, but she put up some kind of anti-egg shield after the third time I did it. Man do they pop real good now, though."
>"Sweet."
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Anonymous
No.167440
>>167262
"Yo, is there a reason why women feel the need to slap everyone they meet?"
Twilight shrugs.
>"What's the phrase you guys always use? Talk shit, get hit?"
"Diana, there is a time and a place for everything, and this clearly isn't helping. The goal is that we all become friends, not enemies."
A cheeky smile appears on Daring's face.
>"Well I don't know about that. How do you know I'm not a masochist, huh? Maybe this 'Diana' chick ought to hit me again. Give me a clean one right in the jaw. Or, no, no, better idea - slap my ass and call me Sheilah."
Twilight is trying her hardest not to cringe as she shoves her hoof into her forehead.
>"I curse whatever version of me told you my real name in that time loop."
>"Diana, didn't you say like a few minutes ago that Anon was a psychic or whatever? Wouldn't she have found out sooner or later anyways?"
She pauses, somewhat dumbfounded as she stares into her hooves.
>"Everything is meaningless and none of my secrets are safe unless I can trust my future self not to screw up and admit something stupid while I'm drunk. Oh God, what a world you have cursed me with."
Daring bursts into laughter.
>"Oh man, maybe I should stick around anyways, just to screw with you two."
"Yo, is there a reason why women feel the need to slap everyone they meet?"
Twilight shrugs.
>"What's the phrase you guys always use? Talk shit, get hit?"
"Diana, there is a time and a place for everything, and this clearly isn't helping. The goal is that we all become friends, not enemies."
A cheeky smile appears on Daring's face.
>"Well I don't know about that. How do you know I'm not a masochist, huh? Maybe this 'Diana' chick ought to hit me again. Give me a clean one right in the jaw. Or, no, no, better idea - slap my ass and call me Sheilah."
Twilight is trying her hardest not to cringe as she shoves her hoof into her forehead.
>"I curse whatever version of me told you my real name in that time loop."
>"Diana, didn't you say like a few minutes ago that Anon was a psychic or whatever? Wouldn't she have found out sooner or later anyways?"
She pauses, somewhat dumbfounded as she stares into her hooves.
>"Everything is meaningless and none of my secrets are safe unless I can trust my future self not to screw up and admit something stupid while I'm drunk. Oh God, what a world you have cursed me with."
Daring bursts into laughter.
>"Oh man, maybe I should stick around anyways, just to screw with you two."
asdfgh
Anonymous
No.167445
>>167263
"Yeah, I should take these off. It's just... I'm not so good with hooves yet."
>"You really need to practice more, you know."
>You look at him expectantly, kicking your hoof
>"Oh. I see where this is going. Just know I'm not going to clean you up, too."
"I-I didn't! Not last night..."
>"Uh huh. Let's just get this over with."
>The two of you walk back into the castle
>He pulls the legs of your pajama tops down so you can lift your hooves out of them, before pulling them up over your head
>He drops your shorts, and with two rips, all your pajamas are on the floor
>You kick them over into a pile to pick up when you get back
"T-thanks"
>"Don't mention it..."
>You both walk out the door of the castle, the breeze cool against your exposed body
"Yeah, I should take these off. It's just... I'm not so good with hooves yet."
>"You really need to practice more, you know."
>You look at him expectantly, kicking your hoof
>"Oh. I see where this is going. Just know I'm not going to clean you up, too."
"I-I didn't! Not last night..."
>"Uh huh. Let's just get this over with."
>The two of you walk back into the castle
>He pulls the legs of your pajama tops down so you can lift your hooves out of them, before pulling them up over your head
>He drops your shorts, and with two rips, all your pajamas are on the floor
>You kick them over into a pile to pick up when you get back
"T-thanks"
>"Don't mention it..."
>You both walk out the door of the castle, the breeze cool against your exposed body
Anonymous
No.167452
>>167449
>You decide to head toward the tall structures you saw earlier.
>Walking to the edge of Ponyville, the two of you soon come across a merry assortment of ponies in booths selling tickets, candy, food and chances at likely unwinnable games.
>You almost laugh aloud as you see the wooden Ferris Wheel, towering over the rest of the lot.
>"Well, Twilight did give me some pocket cash to spend in case you got hungry..."
"Fuck yeah, let's do this. Where to first?"
>You decide to head toward the tall structures you saw earlier.
>Walking to the edge of Ponyville, the two of you soon come across a merry assortment of ponies in booths selling tickets, candy, food and chances at likely unwinnable games.
>You almost laugh aloud as you see the wooden Ferris Wheel, towering over the rest of the lot.
>"Well, Twilight did give me some pocket cash to spend in case you got hungry..."
"Fuck yeah, let's do this. Where to first?"
Anonymous
No.167459
>>167442
>Anon asked Twilight how to make friends
>"Just be yourself."
>Twilight would never give Anon advice again
>Anon asked Twilight how to make friends
>"Just be yourself."
>Twilight would never give Anon advice again
>tfw bored at work
Anonymous
No.167513
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Edit.
Anonymous
No.167578
>>167577
Ah. I think having the eyebrows slant outward gives a sense of relaxation. This with the smile may be why she looks like she's high.
Could try having the eyebrows more level and a more neutral mouth
Ah. I think having the eyebrows slant outward gives a sense of relaxation. This with the smile may be why she looks like she's high.
Could try having the eyebrows more level and a more neutral mouth
Tired filly is tired...
>>167441
"Well, hopefully you'll stick around when we get on the train. In the mean time though, we need to hurry."
>"Yeah yeah, hold your horses. If I'm staying with you now, I'll stay with you on the train."
>"You know, there's a certain irony in saying 'hold your horses' when we're all pretty much horses now."
"Ponies, Twi. We're ponies."
Twilight rolls her eyes as the three of you begin to pick up the pace, this time not so fast as to jeopardize the integrity of your wings.
You manage to make it back to Ponyville in decent time. The train to Dodge does not appear to have pulled into the station yet, leaving you a little bit of time to screw around if you wanted to. You're pretty sure many of your friends are still in class, however.
What will you do?
"Well, hopefully you'll stick around when we get on the train. In the mean time though, we need to hurry."
>"Yeah yeah, hold your horses. If I'm staying with you now, I'll stay with you on the train."
>"You know, there's a certain irony in saying 'hold your horses' when we're all pretty much horses now."
"Ponies, Twi. We're ponies."
Twilight rolls her eyes as the three of you begin to pick up the pace, this time not so fast as to jeopardize the integrity of your wings.
You manage to make it back to Ponyville in decent time. The train to Dodge does not appear to have pulled into the station yet, leaving you a little bit of time to screw around if you wanted to. You're pretty sure many of your friends are still in class, however.
What will you do?
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>>167588
One of the first things I'd do as a filly would be to play with my hooves.
Or another filly's hooves
One of the first things I'd do as a filly would be to play with my hooves.
Or another filly's hooves
Anonymous
No.167592
Anonymous
No.167595
Edited this to make the foals actually foal-sized
Anonymous
No.167599
Anonymous
No.167600
>>167597
This is it lads, it's over for us. We had a nice ride... Ask purple to kill us since we're now an invalid.
[1d100 = 48]
This is it lads, it's over for us. We had a nice ride... Ask purple to kill us since we're now an invalid.
[1d100 = 48]
>>167597
Wait, what the hell was that about? As far as I'm aware, nobody died between this and the last dream segment.
Wait, what the hell was that about? As far as I'm aware, nobody died between this and the last dream segment.
>>167601
…
https://pastebin.com/sGSfXRXL
>You see a slight smile flash across her lips as her broken wings flutter a bit with that.
>Large tears fill your eyes as hers slowly glaze over and close.
…
https://pastebin.com/sGSfXRXL
>You see a slight smile flash across her lips as her broken wings flutter a bit with that.
>Large tears fill your eyes as hers slowly glaze over and close.
Anonymous
No.167606
>>167605
I'm well aware. But there was a dream segment after that that already covered it.
>"I suspect you'll be paying more attention in the future."
"If you weren't so fucking cryptic one of my friends would still be alive."
I'm well aware. But there was a dream segment after that that already covered it.
>"I suspect you'll be paying more attention in the future."
"If you weren't so fucking cryptic one of my friends would still be alive."
>>167610
It won't be nearly as good as what I typed up tonight, but hopefully it'll at least make some fucking sense. Jesus fuck I'm retarded.
It won't be nearly as good as what I typed up tonight, but hopefully it'll at least make some fucking sense. Jesus fuck I'm retarded.
Okay I lied. Probably gonna screw up more with this, but I couldn't be bothered to come up with anything else at the moment.
>>166816
"Wha? Who the hell are you?"
>"Has so much time passed that thine subjects do not know us by voice?"
"I tried all I could..."
>"And you failed. We will not have this."
"I-I..."
>"..."
"You're right..."
>"You do know we have complete control over your mind in this state, do you not?"
>Your hoof starts to grow warm.
>"We could... make you actually feel something."
>Your body starts to itch, almost uncomfortably so.
>You start scratching at what you can with your hooves, but they do little to help.
>The itching dies down and you sigh in relief.
"O-okay Faggot, I get the idea."
>You feel your skull impacted with the force of a wrecking ball.
>The force of it sends you reeling onto your back.
>"Ah, thank you for your inspiration."
>Your organs slowly begin to light up with anguish, one by one.
>First your cecum bursts, causing you to cry out in both shock and horror.
>After that, various sharp implements can be felt entering your large intestine.
>Your small intestine follows.
>One by one, each major organ in your body is inflicted a different kind of intense pain.
>You simply sob quietly, covering your barrel in a desperate attempt to stave off the psychic attack that is being inflicted upon you.
>Finally, it ends with your heart receiving some sort of corrosive treatment.
>"I know what you're thinking. 'Why didn't we save me from my your night terrors before?' Twilight may have been merciful, but where she fails we do not. Goodbye."
>You're awoken by a very real glass of water poured over your head.
>"Fucking finally, that's the ten-"
"Aaaaaargh!"
>"Calm down. What's the issue here?"
"E-everything hurts..."
>Twilight looks at you, clearly confused.
"P-please Twilight, make it stop..."
>"Alright, alright... hold your horses."
>She rushes out of the room.
>The fifteen minutes (you count the seconds) it takes her to get back are pure anguish.
>By that point your larynx is completely exhausted from screaming.
>"Alright, I have the solution."
>A quick flash of Twilight's horn later and you feel...
>Nothing.
>You try to move your neck to look up at her, but it simply doesn't respond.
"T-twilight? What the fuck did you-"
>"Oh Celestia..."
"What the fuck did you do to-"
>"There's no reversal spell listed."
>Input action?
>>166816
"Wha? Who the hell are you?"
>"Has so much time passed that thine subjects do not know us by voice?"
"I tried all I could..."
>"And you failed. We will not have this."
"I-I..."
>"..."
"You're right..."
>"You do know we have complete control over your mind in this state, do you not?"
>Your hoof starts to grow warm.
>"We could... make you actually feel something."
>Your body starts to itch, almost uncomfortably so.
>You start scratching at what you can with your hooves, but they do little to help.
>The itching dies down and you sigh in relief.
"O-okay Faggot, I get the idea."
>You feel your skull impacted with the force of a wrecking ball.
>The force of it sends you reeling onto your back.
>"Ah, thank you for your inspiration."
>Your organs slowly begin to light up with anguish, one by one.
>First your cecum bursts, causing you to cry out in both shock and horror.
>After that, various sharp implements can be felt entering your large intestine.
>Your small intestine follows.
>One by one, each major organ in your body is inflicted a different kind of intense pain.
>You simply sob quietly, covering your barrel in a desperate attempt to stave off the psychic attack that is being inflicted upon you.
>Finally, it ends with your heart receiving some sort of corrosive treatment.
>"I know what you're thinking. 'Why didn't we save me from my your night terrors before?' Twilight may have been merciful, but where she fails we do not. Goodbye."
>You're awoken by a very real glass of water poured over your head.
>"Fucking finally, that's the ten-"
"Aaaaaargh!"
>"Calm down. What's the issue here?"
"E-everything hurts..."
>Twilight looks at you, clearly confused.
"P-please Twilight, make it stop..."
>"Alright, alright... hold your horses."
>She rushes out of the room.
>The fifteen minutes (you count the seconds) it takes her to get back are pure anguish.
>By that point your larynx is completely exhausted from screaming.
>"Alright, I have the solution."
>A quick flash of Twilight's horn later and you feel...
>Nothing.
>You try to move your neck to look up at her, but it simply doesn't respond.
"T-twilight? What the fuck did you-"
>"Oh Celestia..."
"What the fuck did you do to-"
>"There's no reversal spell listed."
>Input action?
Anonymous
No.167623
>>167621
Yeah, fuck it. I'm cruel, but making you re-roll is something only a black-hearted monster would do.
Yeah, fuck it. I'm cruel, but making you re-roll is something only a black-hearted monster would do.
Lone15
No.167632
>>167622
Okay, I'm still confused. Should we know who this is? What does filly mean that she tried all she could, in this version?
Okay, I'm still confused. Should we know who this is? What does filly mean that she tried all she could, in this version?
Anonymous
No.167639
>You sat astride Twilight outside the diner, ignoring the urge to say "Giddyup"
>"Are you ready?" she asks, turning her head to look at you
"Yep." you answered, fear rising relative to your excitement
>"Alright, hold on."
>What do you think I'm doing bitch?
>Twilight begins flapping her wings gently, taking off vertically
>At about 10 feet she switches to a forward velocity with an upward angle
>You clutch tighter to her neck as she accelerates, capping out at 15 mph and circling over Fillydelphia at a few hundred feet (Eurocucks GTFO)
>This was a revolutionary moment for you
>The gentle woosh you felt in your oversized ears was one of the most beautiful things you had ever heard
>The feel of the wind blowing across your fur and through your mane
>The moon lighting the lantern-illuminated town below, with ponies the size of mice
>"Having fun Anon?"
"Yeah!" you answered back, knowing that she'd do this more often with your verbal excitement
>You felt so free up here, unbounded by gravity
>Even if you weren't going very fast, you wanted this.
>Fuck being an earth pony, if Twiggles can get wings so can you
>…But why stop there?
>"Are you ready?" she asks, turning her head to look at you
"Yep." you answered, fear rising relative to your excitement
>"Alright, hold on."
>What do you think I'm doing bitch?
>Twilight begins flapping her wings gently, taking off vertically
>At about 10 feet she switches to a forward velocity with an upward angle
>You clutch tighter to her neck as she accelerates, capping out at 15 mph and circling over Fillydelphia at a few hundred feet (Eurocucks GTFO)
>This was a revolutionary moment for you
>The gentle woosh you felt in your oversized ears was one of the most beautiful things you had ever heard
>The feel of the wind blowing across your fur and through your mane
>The moon lighting the lantern-illuminated town below, with ponies the size of mice
>"Having fun Anon?"
"Yeah!" you answered back, knowing that she'd do this more often with your verbal excitement
>You felt so free up here, unbounded by gravity
>Even if you weren't going very fast, you wanted this.
>Fuck being an earth pony, if Twiggles can get wings so can you
>…But why stop there?
>>167654
>You can feel a warm surge cross your body, undoubtedly some heathen witchcraft
>Twilight begins to slow down, eventually descending onto a cloud
>She seemed to stand on it as a surface rather than levitating in space
>Purple floats you off of her back, and you kick your legs out against her magic in fear
>She just smiles and gently rests you onto the cloud, and you find yourself sitting on the pillowy surface
>Apparently pegasi could do this, although how was beyond you
>Looking over, you see Twilight laying on her side, and she raised a wing in invitation, giving you that same lovey-dovey smile that rarely meant anything good
>"You're welcome to join me."
>Something often forgotten in stories – it was cold up in the sky, as you were fully exposed to the wind and further away from reflected heat off of the earth's surface
>Plus it was getting darker
>You scooch over to her position, careful to avoid the edge
>Snuggling up against her warm frame, she lowers a wing over you, blocking the wind and covering you like a blanket
>You rub your cheek against her fur, appreciating her softness
>She leans her head down and plants a gentle kiss on your scalp
>In the process, you catch a whiff of her familiar scent
>Odd that you recognized it so easily, it's not like you snuggled up to her TOO much
>Whatever.
>Neither of you talk, just appreciating the other's presence
>Slowly the cloud underneath the both of you warmed up a little bit
>comfy.png
>You can feel a warm surge cross your body, undoubtedly some heathen witchcraft
>Twilight begins to slow down, eventually descending onto a cloud
>She seemed to stand on it as a surface rather than levitating in space
>Purple floats you off of her back, and you kick your legs out against her magic in fear
>She just smiles and gently rests you onto the cloud, and you find yourself sitting on the pillowy surface
>Apparently pegasi could do this, although how was beyond you
>Looking over, you see Twilight laying on her side, and she raised a wing in invitation, giving you that same lovey-dovey smile that rarely meant anything good
>"You're welcome to join me."
>Something often forgotten in stories – it was cold up in the sky, as you were fully exposed to the wind and further away from reflected heat off of the earth's surface
>Plus it was getting darker
>You scooch over to her position, careful to avoid the edge
>Snuggling up against her warm frame, she lowers a wing over you, blocking the wind and covering you like a blanket
>You rub your cheek against her fur, appreciating her softness
>She leans her head down and plants a gentle kiss on your scalp
>In the process, you catch a whiff of her familiar scent
>Odd that you recognized it so easily, it's not like you snuggled up to her TOO much
>Whatever.
>Neither of you talk, just appreciating the other's presence
>Slowly the cloud underneath the both of you warmed up a little bit
>comfy.png
>>167655
>Tilting your head backwards, you can see Twiggles gazing to the horizon, lost in thoughts all alone
"Twilight, you're a woman of science, y-."
>"MARE" she interrupted with a twinge of annoyance
"Sure, sure. But you don't honestly believe those princesses move the sun and moon, right?"
>"But of course they do. It's scientifically proven."
>Finally, something you knew more about
>But right before you were about to go Newton on her flank, she continued her train of thought
>"Oh, I see the problem. You're used to EARTH's sun and moon."
"I doubt orbital physics has changed much between our universes."
>Then again, magic was a thing here, and pegasi could fly with wings that would never be able to support their weight on Earth
>"Well, ORBITAL physics hasn't."
>"You see, our sun is smaller than our planet, and the sisters maintain its orbit and prevent it from crashing into Equestria. Like your moon"
>(X) Doubt
>You were no physics major, but that seemed wrong somehow
>This answer was tenuous at best, but Twiggles genuinely seemed to believe it.
>Then again, she was very good at lying to you.
>Your best guess?
>The alicorns didn't control the sun or moon, but pretend they do so the populace believe they are gods
>Just like Egyptian and Eastern monarchies
>A coverup worthy of the (((Illuminati)))
>Tilting your head backwards, you can see Twiggles gazing to the horizon, lost in thoughts all alone
"Twilight, you're a woman of science, y-."
>"MARE" she interrupted with a twinge of annoyance
"Sure, sure. But you don't honestly believe those princesses move the sun and moon, right?"
>"But of course they do. It's scientifically proven."
>Finally, something you knew more about
>But right before you were about to go Newton on her flank, she continued her train of thought
>"Oh, I see the problem. You're used to EARTH's sun and moon."
"I doubt orbital physics has changed much between our universes."
>Then again, magic was a thing here, and pegasi could fly with wings that would never be able to support their weight on Earth
>"Well, ORBITAL physics hasn't."
>"You see, our sun is smaller than our planet, and the sisters maintain its orbit and prevent it from crashing into Equestria. Like your moon"
>(X) Doubt
>You were no physics major, but that seemed wrong somehow
>This answer was tenuous at best, but Twiggles genuinely seemed to believe it.
>Then again, she was very good at lying to you.
>Your best guess?
>The alicorns didn't control the sun or moon, but pretend they do so the populace believe they are gods
>Just like Egyptian and Eastern monarchies
>A coverup worthy of the (((Illuminati)))
Anonymous
No.167662
Anonymous
No.167665
https://mlpol.net/mlpol/res/167641.html
Don't forget to cast your votes for the /mlpol/'s /pol/eague roster!
Don't forget to cast your votes for the /mlpol/'s /pol/eague roster!
Anonymous
No.167676
Anonymous
No.167695
Hey guys, i wanna let you know there is an ongoing tiny competition on the board with a 100$ prize.
All you need to do is make an art piece with whatever medium you are good at that is mlpol related, an image kind of art piece that will be judged and voted on the thread, probably next month since there is almost no posts now.
>Tl;Dr
>100$ for whoever makes the best mlpol picture.
https://mlpol.net/mlpol/res/161819.html
All you need to do is make an art piece with whatever medium you are good at that is mlpol related, an image kind of art piece that will be judged and voted on the thread, probably next month since there is almost no posts now.
>Tl;Dr
>100$ for whoever makes the best mlpol picture.
https://mlpol.net/mlpol/res/161819.html
>>167585
Cut off whom? You're not under the impression that I claimed that your clone is in Ponyville are you?
Cut off whom? You're not under the impression that I claimed that your clone is in Ponyville are you?
Anonymous
No.167802
>>167801
There's a certain irony to an image of filly yelling about normies on a normie social media platform.
There's a certain irony to an image of filly yelling about normies on a normie social media platform.
Anonymous
No.167814
>>167811
Oh my, yes please. Maybe people will stop sucking her nonexistent cock on derpi then.
I swear if I have to read another post by someone on there saying some stupid shit about filly I'll blow my fucking brains out.
Oh my, yes please. Maybe people will stop sucking her nonexistent cock on derpi then.
I swear if I have to read another post by someone on there saying some stupid shit about filly I'll blow my fucking brains out.
>>167801
i dont really understand why someone who makes an article for a normie magazine would pick anonfilly over people to explain the term normies
i dont really understand why someone who makes an article for a normie magazine would pick anonfilly over people to explain the term normies
Anonymous
No.167825
>>167822
You would be surprised how often normies can pick up on ponies and just think its all some silly elaborate joke.
You would be surprised how often normies can pick up on ponies and just think its all some silly elaborate joke.
>>167732
Ponk said it's heading in the direction of the train. If that's the only important thing in that area, then it's probably going to pass at least in proximity to the train station.
Ponk said it's heading in the direction of the train. If that's the only important thing in that area, then it's probably going to pass at least in proximity to the train station.
>>167886
Ponk said it was heading in the direction of Dodge Junction, and that this was yesterday. She then told you that you could take a train to Dodge Junction today.
Ponk said it was heading in the direction of Dodge Junction, and that this was yesterday. She then told you that you could take a train to Dodge Junction today.
>>167898
I don't recall any direct mentions of it happening yesterday, and after scanning the paste, there wasn't.
I don't recall any direct mentions of it happening yesterday, and after scanning the paste, there wasn't.
>Twilight puts her fork down and glares at you from across the breakfast table
>"So Anon, Applejack told me a few rather distressing things at Sugarcube Corner earlier today."
>You freeze mid-bite, staring at a ladle filled with soft, decayed treebark and writhing insect larvae
>"Something about a particular 'critter' harassing Applebloom and Winona when they were playing by the river last Tuesday."
>You shift your eyes nervously across the room, settling them on Spike
>He meets your gaze and shrugs, completely indifferent to your plight, before returning to his bowl of cornflakes
>"And then about how her chickens have been mysteriously disappearing every time they get too close to the pond."
>Viscous beads of oily green sweat ooze from your grimy forehead and you try to think of a way to change the topic
"So Anon finds the waters have been much colding late-"
>"AND that's not to mention the especially slimy 'raccoon' that's been fond of her garbage bins lately."
>A long period of silence follows, broken only by Spike taking an obnoxiously loud sip of coffee
>You clear your throat, coughing up a fat wad of noxious, slimy vine fibers and chunks of balled mucus
"Ahem, uhhh, Anon must be excuse, she must exfoliate."
>"Anon."
>Her tone is sharp, and you freeze again, this time just as you are trying to leave the table
>"I don't suppose you have any idea as to what has been terrorizing her farm lately? Perhaps energized by all the rains this month?"
"Anon has no idea what-"
>"Save it, missy. You know exactly what this is about. How many times do I have to tell you to keep this business in the bogs?"
>Another period of silence, you whip your eyes around the room in a desperate attempt to avoid looking at Twilight
>"Anon..."
>Suddenly the salt shaker begins to float in your direction
"I AM SHE WHO SLITHERS, THE TERROR OF THE SWAMPS!"
>You leap onto the table and build up a running kick, flinging Spike's cereal bowl into his face so hard it knocks him off his chair
>You bound out of the dining room, taking one last fleeting glance at Twilight's bulging, furious eyes
>"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOON!"
>"So Anon, Applejack told me a few rather distressing things at Sugarcube Corner earlier today."
>You freeze mid-bite, staring at a ladle filled with soft, decayed treebark and writhing insect larvae
>"Something about a particular 'critter' harassing Applebloom and Winona when they were playing by the river last Tuesday."
>You shift your eyes nervously across the room, settling them on Spike
>He meets your gaze and shrugs, completely indifferent to your plight, before returning to his bowl of cornflakes
>"And then about how her chickens have been mysteriously disappearing every time they get too close to the pond."
>Viscous beads of oily green sweat ooze from your grimy forehead and you try to think of a way to change the topic
"So Anon finds the waters have been much colding late-"
>"AND that's not to mention the especially slimy 'raccoon' that's been fond of her garbage bins lately."
>A long period of silence follows, broken only by Spike taking an obnoxiously loud sip of coffee
>You clear your throat, coughing up a fat wad of noxious, slimy vine fibers and chunks of balled mucus
"Ahem, uhhh, Anon must be excuse, she must exfoliate."
>"Anon."
>Her tone is sharp, and you freeze again, this time just as you are trying to leave the table
>"I don't suppose you have any idea as to what has been terrorizing her farm lately? Perhaps energized by all the rains this month?"
"Anon has no idea what-"
>"Save it, missy. You know exactly what this is about. How many times do I have to tell you to keep this business in the bogs?"
>Another period of silence, you whip your eyes around the room in a desperate attempt to avoid looking at Twilight
>"Anon..."
>Suddenly the salt shaker begins to float in your direction
"I AM SHE WHO SLITHERS, THE TERROR OF THE SWAMPS!"
>You leap onto the table and build up a running kick, flinging Spike's cereal bowl into his face so hard it knocks him off his chair
>You bound out of the dining room, taking one last fleeting glance at Twilight's bulging, furious eyes
>"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOON!"
Reuben
No.167946
>>167902
Context, Anon.
>^"Oh, well that's a relief. I thought it was because I had stopped a bunch of genetically modified parasprites from trying to eat some magic jewelry. At least I know if I had failed that, I wouldn't have had to repeat the loop again. By the way, do you have a clone? Because I saw somepony who looked like you limping away from the castle."
Pinkie was talking about how she thought she was the one who stopped the time loop (which ended yesterday) by dealing with the parasprite problem at the castle. While she was there, she saw your "clone" running away from the castle, and in the direction of Dodge Junction.
Context, Anon.
>^"Oh, well that's a relief. I thought it was because I had stopped a bunch of genetically modified parasprites from trying to eat some magic jewelry. At least I know if I had failed that, I wouldn't have had to repeat the loop again. By the way, do you have a clone? Because I saw somepony who looked like you limping away from the castle."
Pinkie was talking about how she thought she was the one who stopped the time loop (which ended yesterday) by dealing with the parasprite problem at the castle. While she was there, she saw your "clone" running away from the castle, and in the direction of Dodge Junction.
>>167584
"Alright everyone, we need to stake out the train station. If my clone decided to take the train too, I'd like to catch her before we even board."
Twilight tilts her head in confusion.
>"I thought we were taking the train to catch up with her, because she's either already in Dodge, or headed there."
"Hey, all I know is that she COULD be all the way in Dodge Junction by now. Or she could be taking a train, you know?"
>"Yeah, I don't think she's going to be taking the train. If I was a clone of you, I'd want to stay as far away from you as possible. Besides, if she really is in Ponyville, we'd still find her while boarding the train, and we might find her earlier by spreading out and forming a search party. And since I'm the one to suggest this, I think I'll search for her in Sugarcube Corner. Because I'm hungry and I don't want to eat on the train."
Daring flashes a cheeky smile.
>"And I will be searching the local hayburger joint."
They both run off and ditch you.
"Alright everyone, we need to stake out the train station. If my clone decided to take the train too, I'd like to catch her before we even board."
Twilight tilts her head in confusion.
>"I thought we were taking the train to catch up with her, because she's either already in Dodge, or headed there."
"Hey, all I know is that she COULD be all the way in Dodge Junction by now. Or she could be taking a train, you know?"
>"Yeah, I don't think she's going to be taking the train. If I was a clone of you, I'd want to stay as far away from you as possible. Besides, if she really is in Ponyville, we'd still find her while boarding the train, and we might find her earlier by spreading out and forming a search party. And since I'm the one to suggest this, I think I'll search for her in Sugarcube Corner. Because I'm hungry and I don't want to eat on the train."
Daring flashes a cheeky smile.
>"And I will be searching the local hayburger joint."
They both run off and ditch you.
>"Anonfilly? N-no, I don't know where she went. I'm sure she'll pop up again in, oh, maybe eleven months."
Anonymous
No.167973
>>167955
Well, that's was rather pointless. Though I imagine we're fairly hungry as well, so we might as well find something to eat. Maybe we can check in on the Apples at Sweet Apple Acres at the same time. [1d100 = 59]
Well, that's was rather pointless. Though I imagine we're fairly hungry as well, so we might as well find something to eat. Maybe we can check in on the Apples at Sweet Apple Acres at the same time. [1d100 = 59]
>>167801
I don't know where to start. The magzine that published this is Swedish. It is jewish-ANTI-white-extreme-left project. They are probably the biggest anti-racist foundation in Sweden. I have heard, from a very secure source and i don't doubt it for a sceond, that they have a database were they archive all the known nationalist or any one who doesn't agree with Sweden's current development. They are so influencial infact that their newspaper is bought in by high-schools. Even if you arn't given one in class I can do believe that you can find one of their pamphlets on school grounds. At leasat you could on my high-school.
During the last demonstration made by NMR in Gothenburg, they sat on tome mountain peek over the city or whatever. I don't remember what it was but they sat on high position so they could have an overview of the paticipants of the demonstration and took pictures of them.
However for all the recourses they have they are kind of lazy and their magazine isn't very popular either and would not been able to substain itself if they didn't get our taxes.
I don't understand how they know about anonfilly though. I haven't checked this but I doubt someone else is has really posted memes of her on swedish forums of any kind but maybe. They might actually be aware of this websiite and this thread. Maybe they are watching filly as we speak.
I like to believe that since I and another swede are the only two swedes who visit thie thread from what I have seen, this is message to me. They have realize my immense potential and are trying to say: "We are tracking you," to scare me. Daniel Poohl probably sits on some rooftop right now watching me with binoculars drinking some milk.
I don't know where to start. The magzine that published this is Swedish. It is jewish-ANTI-white-extreme-left project. They are probably the biggest anti-racist foundation in Sweden. I have heard, from a very secure source and i don't doubt it for a sceond, that they have a database were they archive all the known nationalist or any one who doesn't agree with Sweden's current development. They are so influencial infact that their newspaper is bought in by high-schools. Even if you arn't given one in class I can do believe that you can find one of their pamphlets on school grounds. At leasat you could on my high-school.
During the last demonstration made by NMR in Gothenburg, they sat on tome mountain peek over the city or whatever. I don't remember what it was but they sat on high position so they could have an overview of the paticipants of the demonstration and took pictures of them.
However for all the recourses they have they are kind of lazy and their magazine isn't very popular either and would not been able to substain itself if they didn't get our taxes.
I don't understand how they know about anonfilly though. I haven't checked this but I doubt someone else is has really posted memes of her on swedish forums of any kind but maybe. They might actually be aware of this websiite and this thread. Maybe they are watching filly as we speak.
I like to believe that since I and another swede are the only two swedes who visit thie thread from what I have seen, this is message to me. They have realize my immense potential and are trying to say: "We are tracking you," to scare me. Daniel Poohl probably sits on some rooftop right now watching me with binoculars drinking some milk.
>>167986
I don't think they know of this site specifically, as the paragraph under "Normies" starts with "4chan". Anonfilly was on 4chan for quite some time, so they could have stumbled upon a thread some time ago while "researching" 4chan, saw the pic, and decided to download it for their projects. It was also something first posted on DeviantArt on July 2, 2017, which was several months before the first ever anonfilly thread on mlpol. That image only has "Anon Pony" in the title though, and only references #4chan in the tags. Point is, there's nothing at all about that which points to them browsing mlpol specifically.
I don't think they know of this site specifically, as the paragraph under "Normies" starts with "4chan". Anonfilly was on 4chan for quite some time, so they could have stumbled upon a thread some time ago while "researching" 4chan, saw the pic, and decided to download it for their projects. It was also something first posted on DeviantArt on July 2, 2017, which was several months before the first ever anonfilly thread on mlpol. That image only has "Anon Pony" in the title though, and only references #4chan in the tags. Point is, there's nothing at all about that which points to them browsing mlpol specifically.
>>167986
>>168007
If someone came across the phrase "Normies, get off my board" (pretty common for chan stuff), and did a google image search, that filly image is on the first page, only 6 rows down.
https://www.google.com/search?q=normies+get+off+my+board&tbm=isch
>>168007
If someone came across the phrase "Normies, get off my board" (pretty common for chan stuff), and did a google image search, that filly image is on the first page, only 6 rows down.
https://www.google.com/search?q=normies+get+off+my+board&tbm=isch
Anonymous
No.168020
>>167987
Its a great meme. And the idiots at expo take it seriously. https://tobiashubinette.wordpress.com/category/mjolk/
Its a great meme. And the idiots at expo take it seriously. https://tobiashubinette.wordpress.com/category/mjolk/
^:)
Anonymous
No.168109
1535349406.png (208.9 KB, 428x614, 1580796__safe_screencap_bright mac_the perfect pear_solo.png)
>>167955
Clearly, it looks like you will have to abandon the idea of staking out your clone. Perhaps Twilight did have a point about food, however. The train ride to Dodge will be long, and while you haven't tried train food thus far, you're not about to start now. Thus, it would probably be a good idea for you to get a bite as well, and you know exactly where you want to go for it.
It isn't a long walk before you find yourself at Sweet Apple Acres. There's no sign of Applejack or Big Mac, so you're pretty sure they're still at school. Instead, you see their father, Bright Mac, fixing up a broken window on the house. He waves over at you
>>"Hey Anon, shouldn't you be at school?"
Clearly, it looks like you will have to abandon the idea of staking out your clone. Perhaps Twilight did have a point about food, however. The train ride to Dodge will be long, and while you haven't tried train food thus far, you're not about to start now. Thus, it would probably be a good idea for you to get a bite as well, and you know exactly where you want to go for it.
It isn't a long walk before you find yourself at Sweet Apple Acres. There's no sign of Applejack or Big Mac, so you're pretty sure they're still at school. Instead, you see their father, Bright Mac, fixing up a broken window on the house. He waves over at you
>>"Hey Anon, shouldn't you be at school?"
>>168145
"Mental health day. Psychic powers can be hard on a filly." Then grab his hoof and try to do some psychic shit. [1d100 = 63]
"Mental health day. Psychic powers can be hard on a filly." Then grab his hoof and try to do some psychic shit. [1d100 = 63]
You wouldn't break Purple's heart, would you?
Anonymous
No.168232
>>167414
I'm divided if I want to know your reasons or not.
>>168212
Wait, you like this? What world have I entered?
>>167353
>You drifted across an open night sky.
>The stars glimmering as the boat moved across empty space.
>A purple haze grew along the horizon.
>Your face was warm, even with this breeze
>Back and forth, back and forth.it moved across space.
>Something fuzzy was on your face, and that breeze was someone breathing.
>Your eyes open themselves to a mass of purple that was drowning you.
>Pulling back a bit, you broke the grip of hooves that held you close.
>Looking around you found yourself underneath a wing as well.
“Twilight?”
>Poking your head out of Twilight’s wing you see her drooling in a blissful slumber.
>Continuing to slide out from under her wing, you stretched out like cat, yawning as your chin touched your front hands, urm hooves.
>Fully emerging from Twilight's embrace you started to miss it as the cooler air wrapped around you.
>Looking back to Twilight a small thought crept through.
>One that you're certain wouldn’t have made it through had whatever events leading up to your bedside illness not have taken place.
>Quickly moving off the bed, you make your way to the bathroom.
>You gazed into the near overflowing sink.
>The tip of your muzzle barely above the water.
>Pushing your head forward broke that surface.
>The warm water reformed itself around you, almost emerging from the edge.
>Yet the hole sucked it down faster than it could rise.
>Holding yourself submerged, you try to recall what happened.
>There was that fight you got in, if you could call it a fight, with that unicorn.
>You spat on her, maybe?
>You did something, because she had done something, or did you start it?
>Rising out of the sink you grab the nearby towel and dry yourself off.
>Why couldn’t you remember yesterday, wait.
>It was yesterday that you had that fight, right?
>Letting the sink drain, and placing the towel back, you go to wake up Twilight.
>She probably had the answers you wanted.
>Plus she’s on your bed, and you don’t want to deal with her loose feathers again.
“Twilight. Twilight. Twilight!”
>That last one got her to jump up quite a few feet.
>”Huh, what?”
“Wake up I need to ask you a few questions.”
>Landing back on the bed, Twilight started to rub the sleep from her eyes.
>”And these questions couldn’t wait until I woke up?”
“They could, but I’m awake, and you were still in my bed, and I do not want to deal with more of your loose feathers.”
>Twilight lowered herself back onto your bed, still rubbing the sleep from her eyes.
>”My feathers are not that big of a problem.”
“I don’t know what you see in that kitchen of yours, but I find feathers everywhere.”
>Twilight glared at you as you sat staring at her.
>”I liked you better when you were asleep. You were so cute, and you wanted to cuddle me.”
>Twilight reached out with her magic and brought you in close for a hug.
>Her hooves squeezed you back into her chest as she nuzzled you.
>This will not stand purple.
>I may not remember what happened, but I will remember this.
>Placing your back hooves of her stomach, you thrust them forward with all your might.
>Twilight loses her grip as she was pushed backwards, allowing you to break free, and flop on your back onto the floor.
>Fuck, you thought the bed would catch you.
>Twilight rushed over and looked down at you.
>”Anon! Are you ok?”
>Standing up you roll your neck to look up to Twilight.
“I am not cute.”
I'm divided if I want to know your reasons or not.
>>168212
Wait, you like this? What world have I entered?
>>167353
>You drifted across an open night sky.
>The stars glimmering as the boat moved across empty space.
>A purple haze grew along the horizon.
>Your face was warm, even with this breeze
>Back and forth, back and forth.it moved across space.
>Something fuzzy was on your face, and that breeze was someone breathing.
>Your eyes open themselves to a mass of purple that was drowning you.
>Pulling back a bit, you broke the grip of hooves that held you close.
>Looking around you found yourself underneath a wing as well.
“Twilight?”
>Poking your head out of Twilight’s wing you see her drooling in a blissful slumber.
>Continuing to slide out from under her wing, you stretched out like cat, yawning as your chin touched your front hands, urm hooves.
>Fully emerging from Twilight's embrace you started to miss it as the cooler air wrapped around you.
>Looking back to Twilight a small thought crept through.
>One that you're certain wouldn’t have made it through had whatever events leading up to your bedside illness not have taken place.
>Quickly moving off the bed, you make your way to the bathroom.
>You gazed into the near overflowing sink.
>The tip of your muzzle barely above the water.
>Pushing your head forward broke that surface.
>The warm water reformed itself around you, almost emerging from the edge.
>Yet the hole sucked it down faster than it could rise.
>Holding yourself submerged, you try to recall what happened.
>There was that fight you got in, if you could call it a fight, with that unicorn.
>You spat on her, maybe?
>You did something, because she had done something, or did you start it?
>Rising out of the sink you grab the nearby towel and dry yourself off.
>Why couldn’t you remember yesterday, wait.
>It was yesterday that you had that fight, right?
>Letting the sink drain, and placing the towel back, you go to wake up Twilight.
>She probably had the answers you wanted.
>Plus she’s on your bed, and you don’t want to deal with her loose feathers again.
“Twilight. Twilight. Twilight!”
>That last one got her to jump up quite a few feet.
>”Huh, what?”
“Wake up I need to ask you a few questions.”
>Landing back on the bed, Twilight started to rub the sleep from her eyes.
>”And these questions couldn’t wait until I woke up?”
“They could, but I’m awake, and you were still in my bed, and I do not want to deal with more of your loose feathers.”
>Twilight lowered herself back onto your bed, still rubbing the sleep from her eyes.
>”My feathers are not that big of a problem.”
“I don’t know what you see in that kitchen of yours, but I find feathers everywhere.”
>Twilight glared at you as you sat staring at her.
>”I liked you better when you were asleep. You were so cute, and you wanted to cuddle me.”
>Twilight reached out with her magic and brought you in close for a hug.
>Her hooves squeezed you back into her chest as she nuzzled you.
>This will not stand purple.
>I may not remember what happened, but I will remember this.
>Placing your back hooves of her stomach, you thrust them forward with all your might.
>Twilight loses her grip as she was pushed backwards, allowing you to break free, and flop on your back onto the floor.
>Fuck, you thought the bed would catch you.
>Twilight rushed over and looked down at you.
>”Anon! Are you ok?”
>Standing up you roll your neck to look up to Twilight.
“I am not cute.”
>>168249
This tbh. We can meme all we want about being the obnoxious filly getting into all sorts of shit but lets face it. We just want love.
This tbh. We can meme all we want about being the obnoxious filly getting into all sorts of shit but lets face it. We just want love.
>>168251
Man I ain't looking for love. I just want someone to hold me and tell me that I'm a good filly and that everything is going to be ok.
Man I ain't looking for love. I just want someone to hold me and tell me that I'm a good filly and that everything is going to be ok.
I thought this was some triple-gay degeneracy at first, but...
This is actually a nice thread.
You want to regress back to a childlike state and be a good child for the good mother you wish you had.
And stories where twiggles is an overbearing cunt and Anonfilly is a spoilt brat, they're you lashing out against your cynicism saying happiness is an impossible pipe dream and Twilight would be everything bad about human mothers times ten.
Sure, the stories here are just entertaining in general, but there's more to it than that. Being a cute little loved pony is a dream that touches your hearts.
This is actually a nice thread.
You want to regress back to a childlike state and be a good child for the good mother you wish you had.
And stories where twiggles is an overbearing cunt and Anonfilly is a spoilt brat, they're you lashing out against your cynicism saying happiness is an impossible pipe dream and Twilight would be everything bad about human mothers times ten.
Sure, the stories here are just entertaining in general, but there's more to it than that. Being a cute little loved pony is a dream that touches your hearts.
I want to be the filly and snuggle with another filly
>>168295
>tail hugging
Is that a thing anyone here keeps track of? Because whether it be related to cuddling in general or filly-adult relations, it's fucking adorable.
>tail hugging
Is that a thing anyone here keeps track of? Because whether it be related to cuddling in general or filly-adult relations, it's fucking adorable.
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>>168256
What about this momfu. Is she okay?
>"And you're sure you have everything you need?"
"Yes."
>"Books?"
>You raise your hips causing the saddle bags on you back to bounce a bit.
"Yep."
>"Notebooks?"
"Yes. And pencils, paper, and all that good stuff."
>Derpy bites her lip in worry.
"Mom,"
>You get a small smile and a happy little sound from the back of her throat at that.
"I'll be fine, alright?"
>"Ooooh ok. If you're sure."
>You start for the door but she moves in front of you, hovering just above the ground.
>"And you're sure you don't need me to walk you to school? I have plenty of time befo-"
>You rest a hoof against her muzzle stopping her.
"Mom, please. I'll be ok."
>"I just- oooh!"
>She closes the didstance between you and pulls you into a hug which you return quickly.
>"Have a good first day at school, okay?
"Mhm."
>She lets you go and you trot out the door.
>It's kind of chilly out but only your ears are cold.
>Your winter coat is starting to come in so the rest of you body stays warm.
>Ponyville isn't exactly bustling right now but it's just a Tuesday morning.
>There are few ponies out and about being cast in the orangey-yellow light of the rising sun along with the thatched roofed buildings.
>Hoof traffic will pick up a bit later for sure but you'll be at school by then.
>You turn onto the road leading up to the school house.
>Lucky enough, you live pretty close to that road so navigating really isn't an issue and it shouldn't take you another five minutes to get there.
>Enough time for your mind and eyes to wander.
>The sun shines on you from over valley peaks through the gaps in the trees and leaves, onto your body.
>Each little bit of sunlight worms its way through you coat and onto your hide where it warms you up in patches.
>That fact that you had a hide to warm was just one of many not-so-small blessings as of late.
>A home.
>A mom.
>In Equestria at that.
>The chances of it are... well you didn't want to think about the chances.
>Even though you would have liked to retain certain body parts you can't complain.
>You are lucky.
>Well and truly.
What about this momfu. Is she okay?
>"And you're sure you have everything you need?"
"Yes."
>"Books?"
>You raise your hips causing the saddle bags on you back to bounce a bit.
"Yep."
>"Notebooks?"
"Yes. And pencils, paper, and all that good stuff."
>Derpy bites her lip in worry.
"Mom,"
>You get a small smile and a happy little sound from the back of her throat at that.
"I'll be fine, alright?"
>"Ooooh ok. If you're sure."
>You start for the door but she moves in front of you, hovering just above the ground.
>"And you're sure you don't need me to walk you to school? I have plenty of time befo-"
>You rest a hoof against her muzzle stopping her.
"Mom, please. I'll be ok."
>"I just- oooh!"
>She closes the didstance between you and pulls you into a hug which you return quickly.
>"Have a good first day at school, okay?
"Mhm."
>She lets you go and you trot out the door.
>It's kind of chilly out but only your ears are cold.
>Your winter coat is starting to come in so the rest of you body stays warm.
>Ponyville isn't exactly bustling right now but it's just a Tuesday morning.
>There are few ponies out and about being cast in the orangey-yellow light of the rising sun along with the thatched roofed buildings.
>Hoof traffic will pick up a bit later for sure but you'll be at school by then.
>You turn onto the road leading up to the school house.
>Lucky enough, you live pretty close to that road so navigating really isn't an issue and it shouldn't take you another five minutes to get there.
>Enough time for your mind and eyes to wander.
>The sun shines on you from over valley peaks through the gaps in the trees and leaves, onto your body.
>Each little bit of sunlight worms its way through you coat and onto your hide where it warms you up in patches.
>That fact that you had a hide to warm was just one of many not-so-small blessings as of late.
>A home.
>A mom.
>In Equestria at that.
>The chances of it are... well you didn't want to think about the chances.
>Even though you would have liked to retain certain body parts you can't complain.
>You are lucky.
>Well and truly.
>>168301
>The road you're taking starts to form an incline taking you up a hill giving you a higher vantage point to look down into Ponyville.
>You spot a few ponies trotting down the street.
>Some pulling carts others doing something or nothing all the same.
>You spot a few pegasi flying over the buildings.
>You see a pair angle down and descend together into town before disappearing between buildings.
>Another pushes a lone cloud towards a cloudbank outside of town opposite of the Everfree Forest.
>All of this...
>This town.
>These ponies going about their day.
>All of it is framed by the rounded, rolling mountains on either side of the town forming the valley Ponyville is nestled in.
>And of in the distance on the side of one of those rounded mountains lies the seat of Equestrian power.
>Just hanging there.
>It's gorgeous.
>The blowing wind causes the trees to move and a branch that had been casting shade over your eyes moves too.
>You squint a bit at the sun but a smile forms on your face before you know it as you realize that a princess in that mountain city in the distance raised the very same sun that shined in your eyes.
>The only word that can describe this placed is blessed.
>And so are you.
>You blink as you realize you stopped in the middle of the road to take in this sight.
>You let loose a content sigh and get moving.
>You'd be arriving early which will give you a chance to eat the extra muffin Derp-
>No.
>It'll give you a chance to eat the extra muffin Mom packed in your lunch before school starts.
>It doesn't take you too much longer to arrive.
>There are a few fillies and colts here already playing on the playground.
>A few others sit on steps in front of the building but it doesn't seem to actually be open yet.
>And that's what strikes you most.
>Back home you wouldn't have known so man foa- children would go to school so early wanting to be there as little as possible or something but here...
>It must be a cultural thing.
>Instead of mingling you find yourself a spot under a tree some way away from everypony else.
>Not that you are purposefully trying to do the whole new-kid loner thing but you just want to soak in all the sight of these ponies doing pony things in their pony world as much as possible.
>You still aren't completely convinced this isn't some elaborate coma dream.
>Especially after all the stuff you went through before you got to this point.
>But if it has to be a dream...
>It is a really good one.
>The road you're taking starts to form an incline taking you up a hill giving you a higher vantage point to look down into Ponyville.
>You spot a few ponies trotting down the street.
>Some pulling carts others doing something or nothing all the same.
>You spot a few pegasi flying over the buildings.
>You see a pair angle down and descend together into town before disappearing between buildings.
>Another pushes a lone cloud towards a cloudbank outside of town opposite of the Everfree Forest.
>All of this...
>This town.
>These ponies going about their day.
>All of it is framed by the rounded, rolling mountains on either side of the town forming the valley Ponyville is nestled in.
>And of in the distance on the side of one of those rounded mountains lies the seat of Equestrian power.
>Just hanging there.
>It's gorgeous.
>The blowing wind causes the trees to move and a branch that had been casting shade over your eyes moves too.
>You squint a bit at the sun but a smile forms on your face before you know it as you realize that a princess in that mountain city in the distance raised the very same sun that shined in your eyes.
>The only word that can describe this placed is blessed.
>And so are you.
>You blink as you realize you stopped in the middle of the road to take in this sight.
>You let loose a content sigh and get moving.
>You'd be arriving early which will give you a chance to eat the extra muffin Derp-
>No.
>It'll give you a chance to eat the extra muffin Mom packed in your lunch before school starts.
>It doesn't take you too much longer to arrive.
>There are a few fillies and colts here already playing on the playground.
>A few others sit on steps in front of the building but it doesn't seem to actually be open yet.
>And that's what strikes you most.
>Back home you wouldn't have known so man foa- children would go to school so early wanting to be there as little as possible or something but here...
>It must be a cultural thing.
>Instead of mingling you find yourself a spot under a tree some way away from everypony else.
>Not that you are purposefully trying to do the whole new-kid loner thing but you just want to soak in all the sight of these ponies doing pony things in their pony world as much as possible.
>You still aren't completely convinced this isn't some elaborate coma dream.
>Especially after all the stuff you went through before you got to this point.
>But if it has to be a dream...
>It is a really good one.
Anonymous
No.168304
>>168301
dapii is literally the most wonderful kind of momfu I can think of. Well-intentioned but clumsy, adorable, and affectionate to a sometimes-excessive extent.
dapii is literally the most wonderful kind of momfu I can think of. Well-intentioned but clumsy, adorable, and affectionate to a sometimes-excessive extent.
I'm having a hell of a time trying to color this so have an uncolored version for now.
The lone M24 drove through a forest in an attempt to hide from the enemy but got ambushed by a KV-1, a T-34 and two Pz. IV F2's. This image is of the fillies that crewed that tank. Those fillies managed to heroically knock out the Pz IV's and cripple the T-34 with skillful use of their tank's speed, agility and its compliment of smoke shells. However, those fillies died screaming in horror fighting the KV-1, unable to penetrate its Stalinium armor.
Useless teams in WT are annoying but lead to moments like these.
The lone M24 drove through a forest in an attempt to hide from the enemy but got ambushed by a KV-1, a T-34 and two Pz. IV F2's. This image is of the fillies that crewed that tank. Those fillies managed to heroically knock out the Pz IV's and cripple the T-34 with skillful use of their tank's speed, agility and its compliment of smoke shells. However, those fillies died screaming in horror fighting the KV-1, unable to penetrate its Stalinium armor.
Useless teams in WT are annoying but lead to moments like these.
Anonymous
No.168324
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>>168314
>Not loading solid shot and fucking that Slav(e) chimp into the stone age through his turret ring
Chaffee is good but if filly was smart she would drive best tank
>Not loading solid shot and fucking that Slav(e) chimp into the stone age through his turret ring
Chaffee is good but if filly was smart she would drive best tank
Anonymous
No.168333
>>168284
of course
no matter how much i wanted to be lewded as the filly, or lewd the filly, i just want to be a good filly, above all
get a few pets, cuddle a lot...
i want to be the bestest filly i could be
of course
no matter how much i wanted to be lewded as the filly, or lewd the filly, i just want to be a good filly, above all
get a few pets, cuddle a lot...
i want to be the bestest filly i could be
Anonymous
No.168335
>>168251
Yeah...
>>168284
Very well said
>>168287
Same. A big part of that for me is comfort and affection.
>>168298
Hadn't thought about that until now. Seems there's this tag on derpibooru, but it's probably missing most images.
https://derpibooru.org/tags/tail+hug
Yeah...
>>168284
Very well said
>>168287
Same. A big part of that for me is comfort and affection.
>>168298
Hadn't thought about that until now. Seems there's this tag on derpibooru, but it's probably missing most images.
https://derpibooru.org/tags/tail+hug
>>168145
"Public education is a scam. Most of what you learn is never used by the common pony in his or her place of work, and the rest could be easily taught by the parents. This is especially true in Ponyville, where most ponies are either farmers or run businesses out of their living rooms, and therefore could afford to spend a lot more time with their children. For what purpose could our government possibly demand we be separated from our families for such a time every day, for 5 days a week? Indoctrination, I tell you!"
Bright Mac starts to chuckle just a bit.
>>"You've got some pretty big opinions of that system I take it. Maybe you should run for mayor and try to reform it?"
"I would beg the question of why it's even needed at all."
>>"Hrm... well, I've always felt it's not so much the lessons they teach in class that's important, as much as it is the social lessons you learn from being around so many peers your age. Plus, sometimes it helps to get away from the family every so often. If I'd've listened to everything my ma said, I wouldn't've married my dear Buttercup. Spending time with her at school gave me the opportunity to bond with her. While I wouldn't say it's always a good idea to go against your family's wishes, I think every pony needs to develop the skills to think for themselves. And that's kind of what the point of school is, even if the the work they give you sometimes seems to imply the exact opposite."
"Okay... but what about those of us who don't have a star-crossed lover with whom we spent all of lunch break smooching behind the schoolhouse?"
He shrugs.
>>"You'll find some life lesson to take out of it. Now... did you have any particular reason you wanted to stop by, or did you just feel like saying hi and trash talking the public education system?"
"Public education is a scam. Most of what you learn is never used by the common pony in his or her place of work, and the rest could be easily taught by the parents. This is especially true in Ponyville, where most ponies are either farmers or run businesses out of their living rooms, and therefore could afford to spend a lot more time with their children. For what purpose could our government possibly demand we be separated from our families for such a time every day, for 5 days a week? Indoctrination, I tell you!"
Bright Mac starts to chuckle just a bit.
>>"You've got some pretty big opinions of that system I take it. Maybe you should run for mayor and try to reform it?"
"I would beg the question of why it's even needed at all."
>>"Hrm... well, I've always felt it's not so much the lessons they teach in class that's important, as much as it is the social lessons you learn from being around so many peers your age. Plus, sometimes it helps to get away from the family every so often. If I'd've listened to everything my ma said, I wouldn't've married my dear Buttercup. Spending time with her at school gave me the opportunity to bond with her. While I wouldn't say it's always a good idea to go against your family's wishes, I think every pony needs to develop the skills to think for themselves. And that's kind of what the point of school is, even if the the work they give you sometimes seems to imply the exact opposite."
"Okay... but what about those of us who don't have a star-crossed lover with whom we spent all of lunch break smooching behind the schoolhouse?"
He shrugs.
>>"You'll find some life lesson to take out of it. Now... did you have any particular reason you wanted to stop by, or did you just feel like saying hi and trash talking the public education system?"
Sorry m8s, but the content might not flow from me this thread. Classes are taking up more of my time than I expected and my creativity's hitting an all-time low, so you probably shouldn't get your hopes up for a while.
>>165036 →
B-box filly to bravo, recon mission is compromised and Luna chambers are void of the objective, i repeat, recon mission is compromised and Luna chambers are void of the objective.
They likely moved it before i could get there, gathered intel indicates high possibility of itens being moved into throne room vault
On another note, fridge was sucessufully raided and loot is ready for pickup on ground zero
It was a honour serving for you fillies one last time
B-box filly to bravo, recon mission is compromised and Luna chambers are void of the objective, i repeat, recon mission is compromised and Luna chambers are void of the objective.
They likely moved it before i could get there, gathered intel indicates high possibility of itens being moved into throne room vault
On another note, fridge was sucessufully raided and loot is ready for pickup on ground zero
It was a honour serving for you fillies one last time
>>166784
>colony fags actually believe this
i've never seen this level of disrespect from an outgroup(you) towards an ingroup(mlpol/mlpol-anon) except perhaps with the ongoing immigration crisis-es.
this is more proof the lot of you should be hung
>colony fags actually believe this
i've never seen this level of disrespect from an outgroup(you) towards an ingroup(mlpol/mlpol-anon) except perhaps with the ongoing immigration crisis-es.
this is more proof the lot of you should be hung
>>168355
quite frankly I have to agree strongly with this. the amount of disrespect and outright rejection of MLPOLs native board culture, a site that supports nationalism and opposes immigration, was unwarrented. Neigh is absolutely UNACCEPTABLE. I was wondering why Anonfilly was also banned from 8chan, but after the blunder that happened here i completely understand it.
quite frankly I have to agree strongly with this. the amount of disrespect and outright rejection of MLPOLs native board culture, a site that supports nationalism and opposes immigration, was unwarrented. Neigh is absolutely UNACCEPTABLE. I was wondering why Anonfilly was also banned from 8chan, but after the blunder that happened here i completely understand it.
>>168355
>>168356
Vril, Germany, please. I get the disrespect on some of our anons part and I apologize for their autism. However we're still weary from 4/mlp/s bullshit to deal with an argument over a fucking color.
I personally don't care but I'd hate to exclusively post orange filly. I just treat them as two different flavors of filly as I imagine most anons here do as well. And guess what? There's naturally a preferred flavor of the two and she gets posted more often than not.
>>168356
Vril, Germany, please. I get the disrespect on some of our anons part and I apologize for their autism. However we're still weary from 4/mlp/s bullshit to deal with an argument over a fucking color.
I personally don't care but I'd hate to exclusively post orange filly. I just treat them as two different flavors of filly as I imagine most anons here do as well. And guess what? There's naturally a preferred flavor of the two and she gets posted more often than not.
Anonymous
No.168362
>>168359
>naturally preferred
You're a colony, you exist here on /mlpol/ as pseudo general because it was allowed.
It was this that allowed the Anonfilly to rise into a state of legitimacy.
It is just as Caesar said to Ariovistus...
But that's another more prominent thing entirely, you should also keep in mind you are a colony prole,
you are not some kind of conqueror nor are you a colonizer,
(you are more akin to squatters infact.)
You didn't think this disrespect would go un-noticed? I lurk Syria and Anonfilly generals, squatter, and I'm frankly disappointed.
What say you?-'Colony.'
>naturally preferred
You're a colony, you exist here on /mlpol/ as pseudo general because it was allowed.
It was this that allowed the Anonfilly to rise into a state of legitimacy.
It is just as Caesar said to Ariovistus...
But that's another more prominent thing entirely, you should also keep in mind you are a colony prole,
you are not some kind of conqueror nor are you a colonizer,
(you are more akin to squatters infact.)
You didn't think this disrespect would go un-noticed? I lurk Syria and Anonfilly generals, squatter, and I'm frankly disappointed.
What say you?-'Colony.'
>>168355
Bear in mind that the very second we came here, people were calling for an outright replacement of filly with mlpol filly, or the complete dissolution of the thread in a general format before even the first one was through. A lot of us here are still resentful of that treatment from a board that is also meant to promote tradition.
>>168356
/mlpol/'s native board culture is and will always be rooted in 4chan, no matter how much you kiddies from 8chan scream about the color green. Red, orange, it reeks of desperation and is an admission that 4chan's mods and the battered wives it calls a community who sold out to the corrupt staff have more of a claim to the culture that was built up for more than just 4chan's lifespan than we all. This is a derivative site, just as 4chan was a derivative site in its time, and while the attempt to divorce us entirely from it to become our own thing is admirable, attempting to do so by force is not, and mirrors exactly the reason this site exists to begin with, a small group of people trying to enforce a set way of doing things on everyone whether they want it or not.
I have no complaints about orange filly, others here don't either, but to take one fucktard's example who's trying to start shit as the mentality of the entire thread is asinine. Fix your fuckin' outlook, you cunts.
Bear in mind that the very second we came here, people were calling for an outright replacement of filly with mlpol filly, or the complete dissolution of the thread in a general format before even the first one was through. A lot of us here are still resentful of that treatment from a board that is also meant to promote tradition.
>>168356
/mlpol/'s native board culture is and will always be rooted in 4chan, no matter how much you kiddies from 8chan scream about the color green. Red, orange, it reeks of desperation and is an admission that 4chan's mods and the battered wives it calls a community who sold out to the corrupt staff have more of a claim to the culture that was built up for more than just 4chan's lifespan than we all. This is a derivative site, just as 4chan was a derivative site in its time, and while the attempt to divorce us entirely from it to become our own thing is admirable, attempting to do so by force is not, and mirrors exactly the reason this site exists to begin with, a small group of people trying to enforce a set way of doing things on everyone whether they want it or not.
I have no complaints about orange filly, others here don't either, but to take one fucktard's example who's trying to start shit as the mentality of the entire thread is asinine. Fix your fuckin' outlook, you cunts.
Anonymous
No.168366
Threadly reminder that site staff’s official position on Anonfilly is she’s a cute
>>168355
If I give you a (you), attention-seeking flagfagger, you win.
So I will call you a JEWISH NIGGER.
If I give you a (you), attention-seeking flagfagger, you win.
So I will call you a JEWISH NIGGER.
>>168365
Greentard, I regret to inform you that being able to speak of a prior history of attempts to 'replace' or to 'dissolute' is in itself a privilege.
You should be prostrating yourself before me and licking my feet, Greentard, you are scum that should never forget who you are, your tradition should be to respect those who did not quash you the first chance they had.
To speak of 'others here' (assuming you mean the site, not just the general, although you are that stupid and probably would do that, no?) -but also bring up that at one point people wanted to dissolve the Anonfilly generals is incongruent.
Either the attempts were significant or had a large group of support (protip: they weren't, greentard), then somehow failed anyway ('muh gods'->(your likely historic revisionism)).
Or, prole, it could simply be that you are a worm, lying.
You are the kind of worm who complains-
About some absurd notion of being attacked in the past using to the fullest extent the fact you are even here in the first place to complain. You are like immigrant scum, you should be destroyed.
-a little baby-faced nothing, is it because you're a little worm? a little slimy worm? You should have said your piece to everyone openly and stood by yourself if it got to you so much, you should try to fight for yourself, find your own place, then tried to fight me... maybe you could use your little worm muscles to beat me up over the internet and teach me a lesson.
Do you feel brave yet? Because I do, impotent worm.
Squatter scum. Greentard.
Greentard, I regret to inform you that being able to speak of a prior history of attempts to 'replace' or to 'dissolute' is in itself a privilege.
You should be prostrating yourself before me and licking my feet, Greentard, you are scum that should never forget who you are, your tradition should be to respect those who did not quash you the first chance they had.
To speak of 'others here' (assuming you mean the site, not just the general, although you are that stupid and probably would do that, no?) -but also bring up that at one point people wanted to dissolve the Anonfilly generals is incongruent.
Either the attempts were significant or had a large group of support (protip: they weren't, greentard), then somehow failed anyway ('muh gods'->(your likely historic revisionism)).
Or, prole, it could simply be that you are a worm, lying.
You are the kind of worm who complains-
About some absurd notion of being attacked in the past using to the fullest extent the fact you are even here in the first place to complain. You are like immigrant scum, you should be destroyed.
-a little baby-faced nothing, is it because you're a little worm? a little slimy worm? You should have said your piece to everyone openly and stood by yourself if it got to you so much, you should try to fight for yourself, find your own place, then tried to fight me... maybe you could use your little worm muscles to beat me up over the internet and teach me a lesson.
Do you feel brave yet? Because I do, impotent worm.
Squatter scum. Greentard.
Anonymous
No.168381
>>168379
This. I understand colored horses are srs business, but really this faggot shouldn't get pissed because we've taken up residence here because unlike most refugees, we aren't raping the fuck out of the inhabitants, and in fact most of us have settled into the other threads although silently. Besides, if we hadn't come along when we did mlpol might not have had enough posters to keep it afloat.
tldr; Vril is an angry fag who can't do shit because the mods know what's best.
This. I understand colored horses are srs business, but really this faggot shouldn't get pissed because we've taken up residence here because unlike most refugees, we aren't raping the fuck out of the inhabitants, and in fact most of us have settled into the other threads although silently. Besides, if we hadn't come along when we did mlpol might not have had enough posters to keep it afloat.
tldr; Vril is an angry fag who can't do shit because the mods know what's best.
>>168376
Shut the fuck up. I'm so tired of being disrespected on this goddamn website. All I wanted to do was post my opinion. MY OPINION. But no, you little bastards think it's "hilarious" to mock those with good opinions. My opinion. while not absolute, is definitely worth the respect to formulate an ACTUAL FUCKING RESPONSE AND NOT JUST A SHORT MEME OF A REPLY. I've been on this site for 4 years: 4 YEARS and I have never felt this wronged. It boils me up that I could spend so much time thinking and putting effort into things while you shits sit around (probably jerking off to Gardevoir or whatever furbait you like) and make fun of the intellectuals of this world. I've bored you? Good for fucking you. Literally no one cares that your little brain is to underdeveloped and rotted to comprehend my idea...MY GREAT GREAT IDEA. I could sit here all day whining, but I won't. I'm NOT a whiner. I'm a realist and an intellectual. I know when to call it quits and to leave the babybrains to themselves. I'm done with this goddamn site and you goddamn immature children. I have lived my life up until this point having to deal with memesters and idiots like you. I know how you work. I know that you all think you're
"epik trolls" but you're not. You think you baited me? NAH. I've never taken any bait. This is my 100% real opinion divorced from anger. I'm calm, I'm serene. I LAUGH when people imply I'm intellectually low enough to take bait. I always choose to reply just to spite you. I won. I've always won. Losing is not in my skillset. So you're probably gonna reply "lol epik trolled" or "u mad bro" but once you've done that you've shown me I've won. I've tricked the trickster and conquered memery. I live everyday growing stronger to fight you plebs and low level trolls who are probably 11 (baby, you gotta be 18 to use mlpol). But whatever, I digress. It's just fucking annoying that I'm never taken serious on this site, goddamn
Shut the fuck up. I'm so tired of being disrespected on this goddamn website. All I wanted to do was post my opinion. MY OPINION. But no, you little bastards think it's "hilarious" to mock those with good opinions. My opinion. while not absolute, is definitely worth the respect to formulate an ACTUAL FUCKING RESPONSE AND NOT JUST A SHORT MEME OF A REPLY. I've been on this site for 4 years: 4 YEARS and I have never felt this wronged. It boils me up that I could spend so much time thinking and putting effort into things while you shits sit around (probably jerking off to Gardevoir or whatever furbait you like) and make fun of the intellectuals of this world. I've bored you? Good for fucking you. Literally no one cares that your little brain is to underdeveloped and rotted to comprehend my idea...MY GREAT GREAT IDEA. I could sit here all day whining, but I won't. I'm NOT a whiner. I'm a realist and an intellectual. I know when to call it quits and to leave the babybrains to themselves. I'm done with this goddamn site and you goddamn immature children. I have lived my life up until this point having to deal with memesters and idiots like you. I know how you work. I know that you all think you're
"epik trolls" but you're not. You think you baited me? NAH. I've never taken any bait. This is my 100% real opinion divorced from anger. I'm calm, I'm serene. I LAUGH when people imply I'm intellectually low enough to take bait. I always choose to reply just to spite you. I won. I've always won. Losing is not in my skillset. So you're probably gonna reply "lol epik trolled" or "u mad bro" but once you've done that you've shown me I've won. I've tricked the trickster and conquered memery. I live everyday growing stronger to fight you plebs and low level trolls who are probably 11 (baby, you gotta be 18 to use mlpol). But whatever, I digress. It's just fucking annoying that I'm never taken serious on this site, goddamn
>>168383
Friendly reminder that Vril is a fag who has no authority or status in and around Mlpol; He's just a fag who has a custom flag
Friendly reminder that Vril is a fag who has no authority or status in and around Mlpol; He's just a fag who has a custom flag
Anonymous
No.168389
>>168350
Wash-out Filly to Box Filly: REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
Wash-out Filly to Box Filly: REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
>>168379
>vril you're being a lolcow
>let's measure lolcows not by the amount of lols one dispenses
There are many things Greentards take for granted in life.
Many facts they assume are just true. Whether it’s your greentexts, your shitfilly, or the lack of dissolution for you at your dinner table, we all have something that we take for granted.
Some of those things are ideas. Some are solutions to >(((problems)))<. Some are writefaggotry and even though there are some people who will never have these things that we so cherish, you still take them for granted. Greentards just assume it’s always going to be that way - fillyfaggots just assume that this is a given. Heh. We all know how that feels, right goys?
>vril you're being a lolcow
>let's measure lolcows not by the amount of lols one dispenses
There are many things Greentards take for granted in life.
Many facts they assume are just true. Whether it’s your greentexts, your shitfilly, or the lack of dissolution for you at your dinner table, we all have something that we take for granted.
Some of those things are ideas. Some are solutions to >(((problems)))<. Some are writefaggotry and even though there are some people who will never have these things that we so cherish, you still take them for granted. Greentards just assume it’s always going to be that way - fillyfaggots just assume that this is a given. Heh. We all know how that feels, right goys?
>>168391
You haven't given any more substantial evidence for why this thread is a bad thing other than 'I don't like it and my flag gives me some authority.' Well, look at your gay ass flag now, fag.
You haven't given any more substantial evidence for why this thread is a bad thing other than 'I don't like it and my flag gives me some authority.' Well, look at your gay ass flag now, fag.
Anonymous
No.168402
>>168398
At least up the saturation of her coat if you're going to attempt to do recolors. That brownish-orange makes her look like a beaner.
At least up the saturation of her coat if you're going to attempt to do recolors. That brownish-orange makes her look like a beaner.
Anonymous
No.168403
Anonymous
No.168409
1535474239_1.png (365.3 KB, 541x1024, arguingfillies_recolor_gradient.png)
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How about we all just get along?
What the fuck even is this thread
Like do you people actually unironically want to be turned into a child cartoon pony so you can be fucked or "bred" by people from /mlpol/ or you yourself fuck an /mlpol/ user that has been turned into a little filly? Do you realize how ridiculous that is
This is by far the most degenerate general on /mlpol/ I mean it combines fucking pedophilia, transformation, bestiality and/or xenophilia and whatever other fetishes you might have and Tbh I gagged a lil bit upon discovering this thread
Please consider psychiatric help and reevaluate your life of you unironically browse this general and look at anon filly pictures
Like do you people actually unironically want to be turned into a child cartoon pony so you can be fucked or "bred" by people from /mlpol/ or you yourself fuck an /mlpol/ user that has been turned into a little filly? Do you realize how ridiculous that is
This is by far the most degenerate general on /mlpol/ I mean it combines fucking pedophilia, transformation, bestiality and/or xenophilia and whatever other fetishes you might have and Tbh I gagged a lil bit upon discovering this thread
Please consider psychiatric help and reevaluate your life of you unironically browse this general and look at anon filly pictures
I think Reddit just amped up the "Mlpol totally doesn't want any refugees!" shilling because I said something nice about this thread.
They don't want you to integrate into the site by making "Anonfilly and Sgt Reckless" crossover art.
They want this site to remain a tiny circlejerk where everyone can tell who each other is based on their flags, so they can continue their "No good can be done by a Cringey Enemy Of The Collective, he must be harassed and berated for being a r/The_Donald poster wherever he goes" reddit culture.
They don't want you to integrate into the site by making "Anonfilly and Sgt Reckless" crossover art.
They want this site to remain a tiny circlejerk where everyone can tell who each other is based on their flags, so they can continue their "No good can be done by a Cringey Enemy Of The Collective, he must be harassed and berated for being a r/The_Donald poster wherever he goes" reddit culture.
Anonymous
No.168415
>>168414
Leave these poor bastards alone Nigel. Go back to the other threads and take your beating like a man.
Leave these poor bastards alone Nigel. Go back to the other threads and take your beating like a man.
What the fuck even is this pasta
Like do you not actually unironically want to be turned into a child cartoon pony so you can be loved or "snuggled" by momfus from Equestria or you yourself love an /mlpol/ user that has been turned into a little filly? Do you realize how ridiculous that is
This is by far the most degenerate pasta on /mlpol/ I mean it combines fucking shitposting, M O M M Y I S S U E S, doggo memes and/or >no hooves and whatever other autism you might have and Tbh I gagged a lil bit upon discovering this pasta
Please consider psychiatric help and reevaluate your life of you unironically post this pasta and don't want to be the filly
Like do you not actually unironically want to be turned into a child cartoon pony so you can be loved or "snuggled" by momfus from Equestria or you yourself love an /mlpol/ user that has been turned into a little filly? Do you realize how ridiculous that is
This is by far the most degenerate pasta on /mlpol/ I mean it combines fucking shitposting, M O M M Y I S S U E S, doggo memes and/or >no hooves and whatever other autism you might have and Tbh I gagged a lil bit upon discovering this pasta
Please consider psychiatric help and reevaluate your life of you unironically post this pasta and don't want to be the filly
Anonymous
No.168427
>>168413
Yeah but the anonfilly discord general provides like third of the traffic of the board so they're excused from the "no generals" rule and free to practice their degeneracy here
Yeah but the anonfilly discord general provides like third of the traffic of the board so they're excused from the "no generals" rule and free to practice their degeneracy here
>>168350
Damn it! We lost another one! She's gonna be grounded for two, maybe three weeks!
...
We need to make sure she doesn't go to time-out in vain. First, we need to figure out how to get into that vault.
Damn it! We lost another one! She's gonna be grounded for two, maybe three weeks!
...
We need to make sure she doesn't go to time-out in vain. First, we need to figure out how to get into that vault.
Anonymous
No.168448
im too high for this
niggas, they're fillies
and i wonder how bad it will be when we're all stuck innaquestria
niggas, they're fillies
and i wonder how bad it will be when we're all stuck innaquestria
Anonymous
No.168449
>>168447
Well, that's just great...
I'm putting in a call. I can't believe I'm doing this, but I have a feeling we're gonna need that blue filly faggot for this one.
Well, that's just great...
I'm putting in a call. I can't believe I'm doing this, but I have a feeling we're gonna need that blue filly faggot for this one.
>>168249
Anonfilly stories is a lot if underlying mommy/daddy issues. I like this a lot, this mix of cuteness and tortured minds, we don't even know if Twilight's being kind and protective of Anon or a complete, possessive bitch taking over a human's life.
Anonfilly stories is a lot if underlying mommy/daddy issues. I like this a lot, this mix of cuteness and tortured minds, we don't even know if Twilight's being kind and protective of Anon or a complete, possessive bitch taking over a human's life.
Movie night Fillies
Anonymous
No.168473
>>168471
>The last filly finally arrives with the requested drinks
>Fillies are annoyed that she took so long to get the extra bottles
>But finally, they ll be able to watch their movie without any worries
>Just as the intro plays the bedroom door is blown open
>Everyone snaps their head to see the very angry Twilight stomping her way inside
>"What do you think you re doing?"
"Fuck off purple, leave us alone"
>"Oh? Then can anypony tell me why there was one of you raiding the fridge?"
>"We just want to watch a movie, its a chill one too! You cant just stop us from doing that for no reason"
>"While that may be true i do have a reason, its too late Anon, and fillies like yourself should be asleep"
>With that she turned off the TV, receiving a series of grunts and grumbles for it
"Argh, kill yourself"
"Fucking faggot"
"REEEEEEE"
"I told you guys she d find out"
>All fillies turned to the one filly who was on her phone, not caring for the movie
>"Now, now, no fighting girls, just go to sleep"
>Twilight then levitated the phone out of the last filly
>"All of you"
"W-what? Cmon Twilight"
"Hah, that s what you get faggot"
"Well i can just continue later, and you re not having your movie either gaylord"
"No you"
"You"
"REEEEEEE"
"REEEEEEE"
>"If either of you fillies dont stop right now you re not having ice cream for a week"
>At that all fillies silenced themselves instantly
>"Good, now go to bed, and no more bickering, if i hear anything you re grounded"
>With that Twilight left the room, bringing the phone with her and leaving the fillies in the darkness
>One by one, they moved into a spot in the bed and laid down to sleep
"Hey, is anypo- anyone awake"
"Yea, what do you want?"
"...Im cold, can we cuddle"
"That s gay"
"Did someone say cuddle?"
"I want in!"
"Me three"
>Slowly, fillies started joining the cuddle pile
>In the end even the grumpy filly joined the pile on the sides
>And while they may not have had a movie to watch, the pile was enough to warm the fillies and make up for it
>The last filly finally arrives with the requested drinks
>Fillies are annoyed that she took so long to get the extra bottles
>But finally, they ll be able to watch their movie without any worries
>Just as the intro plays the bedroom door is blown open
>Everyone snaps their head to see the very angry Twilight stomping her way inside
>"What do you think you re doing?"
"Fuck off purple, leave us alone"
>"Oh? Then can anypony tell me why there was one of you raiding the fridge?"
>"We just want to watch a movie, its a chill one too! You cant just stop us from doing that for no reason"
>"While that may be true i do have a reason, its too late Anon, and fillies like yourself should be asleep"
>With that she turned off the TV, receiving a series of grunts and grumbles for it
"Argh, kill yourself"
"Fucking faggot"
"REEEEEEE"
"I told you guys she d find out"
>All fillies turned to the one filly who was on her phone, not caring for the movie
>"Now, now, no fighting girls, just go to sleep"
>Twilight then levitated the phone out of the last filly
>"All of you"
"W-what? Cmon Twilight"
"Hah, that s what you get faggot"
"Well i can just continue later, and you re not having your movie either gaylord"
"No you"
"You"
"REEEEEEE"
"REEEEEEE"
>"If either of you fillies dont stop right now you re not having ice cream for a week"
>At that all fillies silenced themselves instantly
>"Good, now go to bed, and no more bickering, if i hear anything you re grounded"
>With that Twilight left the room, bringing the phone with her and leaving the fillies in the darkness
>One by one, they moved into a spot in the bed and laid down to sleep
"Hey, is anypo- anyone awake"
"Yea, what do you want?"
"...Im cold, can we cuddle"
"That s gay"
"Did someone say cuddle?"
"I want in!"
"Me three"
>Slowly, fillies started joining the cuddle pile
>In the end even the grumpy filly joined the pile on the sides
>And while they may not have had a movie to watch, the pile was enough to warm the fillies and make up for it
Anonymous
No.168487
>>168301
>tumblr
Should have just kept the pic without the tumblr thing. We can understand the analogy just fine without a sperg explaining it to us.
>tumblr
Should have just kept the pic without the tumblr thing. We can understand the analogy just fine without a sperg explaining it to us.
>>168489
Wrong reply, but I know that was to me.
I was in a rush and I didn't have time to crop it, sorry.
Wrong reply, but I know that was to me.
I was in a rush and I didn't have time to crop it, sorry.
>>168490
....shit. Cookies were enabled and it automatically had a previous post pre-set. Thought the first post number was in there. I get why auto-save exists but god-damnit.
....shit. Cookies were enabled and it automatically had a previous post pre-set. Thought the first post number was in there. I get why auto-save exists but god-damnit.
Anonymous
No.168498
Anonymous
No.168503
Anonymous
No.168528
>>168471
Surprised they are not getting yelled at by Twilight for staying up late drinking soda. What a shit momfu.
Surprised they are not getting yelled at by Twilight for staying up late drinking soda. What a shit momfu.
>>168536
Adult mare anon. Fuck, yessss. Also I like this but I could use some fire-hose inflation of this 'nonny. Sorry for the degeneracy but, I can't be the only one who's thinking it.
Adult mare anon. Fuck, yessss. Also I like this but I could use some fire-hose inflation of this 'nonny. Sorry for the degeneracy but, I can't be the only one who's thinking it.
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>>168414
>>168371
The only reason I'm flag-fagging is because it happened randomly and organically and I give zero fucks about it or what you think about cycles.
I only continue to do it at the current time because it pisses you off so much, you've sperg'd so hard that you even went into a /rwss/ thread in QA to complain about 'flagfaggotry,' want to know how I know it's you Glimmernigel?
If you did have any self awareness (like multiple people have repeatedly told you, that you do not) such as in the example of the creators of Murdoch-Murdoch, you might be able to create something worthwhile or be able to at the very least realize how fucking dumb your flaggotry obsession is over passing incidence.
I say none of this just because you do it, but, because you take it 120% serious to the nth-degree.
>file 2
>3days ago
>the kids you don't have, kike
>he killed your waifu
>but i swear to god i don't like rwby and i dont talk about it on leddit-sama
I didn't choose the VrilSociety flag, the Cycle-Life chose ME and I would willingly lose my anonymity and be branded with every kind of static in the world if it meant you got this aloof over it.
>>168371
The only reason I'm flag-fagging is because it happened randomly and organically and I give zero fucks about it or what you think about cycles.
I only continue to do it at the current time because it pisses you off so much, you've sperg'd so hard that you even went into a /rwss/ thread in QA to complain about 'flagfaggotry,' want to know how I know it's you Glimmernigel?
If you did have any self awareness (like multiple people have repeatedly told you, that you do not) such as in the example of the creators of Murdoch-Murdoch, you might be able to create something worthwhile or be able to at the very least realize how fucking dumb your flaggotry obsession is over passing incidence.
I say none of this just because you do it, but, because you take it 120% serious to the nth-degree.
>file 2
>3days ago
>the kids you don't have, kike
>he killed your waifu
>but i swear to god i don't like rwby and i dont talk about it on leddit-sama
I didn't choose the VrilSociety flag, the Cycle-Life chose ME and I would willingly lose my anonymity and be branded with every kind of static in the world if it meant you got this aloof over it.
Anonymous
No.168550
Anonymous
No.168554
>>168552
We'll see if they can keep their sperging on lockdown, I guess. I'm too tired to deal with this kind of bullshittery right now. Thanks Scruffy.
We'll see if they can keep their sperging on lockdown, I guess. I'm too tired to deal with this kind of bullshittery right now. Thanks Scruffy.
>>168471
>Alright Anons, be good, and don't you dare try to turn on a different movie. And you'd better go to bed STRAIGHT AFTER- I don't want you to be awake when I check in on you after the baby's 2 a.m feeding
>Alright Anons, be good, and don't you dare try to turn on a different movie. And you'd better go to bed STRAIGHT AFTER- I don't want you to be awake when I check in on you after the baby's 2 a.m feeding
>>168340
"I honestly have no idea."
>>"So you're just kinda bored?"
"Well yeah, that and a bit hungry."
He chuckles a little at your comment.
>>"Figures as much. Want to come in and have a slide of Apple pie?"
"Yes please!"
>>"You know, I always love the enthusiasm ponies have about our apples."
You follow him into the barn and are served a very warm and very tasty slice of pie. Though you can only wonder what Twilight and Daring are stuffing their faces full of, absolutely nothing can beat the home cooking of the Apple family. Though you try to make some light conversation with Pear Butter, you find that there aren't a lot of topics you can get into that wouldn't involve you sticking around for an extended period of time to go in depth, and somehow you don't feel like letting them know that you've got a train to catch within about an hour.
When you finish your meal, you say your goodbyes and head off in the direction of the train station. It would be the one logical place for Twilight and Daring to be. Sure enough, they are there when you get there, but you find one extra pony will be joining your party - Blossomforth.
>"Hey, I'm tagging along. If you have a clone, I'm gonna braid her hair and call her Tammy."
"I honestly have no idea."
>>"So you're just kinda bored?"
"Well yeah, that and a bit hungry."
He chuckles a little at your comment.
>>"Figures as much. Want to come in and have a slide of Apple pie?"
"Yes please!"
>>"You know, I always love the enthusiasm ponies have about our apples."
You follow him into the barn and are served a very warm and very tasty slice of pie. Though you can only wonder what Twilight and Daring are stuffing their faces full of, absolutely nothing can beat the home cooking of the Apple family. Though you try to make some light conversation with Pear Butter, you find that there aren't a lot of topics you can get into that wouldn't involve you sticking around for an extended period of time to go in depth, and somehow you don't feel like letting them know that you've got a train to catch within about an hour.
When you finish your meal, you say your goodbyes and head off in the direction of the train station. It would be the one logical place for Twilight and Daring to be. Sure enough, they are there when you get there, but you find one extra pony will be joining your party - Blossomforth.
>"Hey, I'm tagging along. If you have a clone, I'm gonna braid her hair and call her Tammy."
Anonymous
No.168563
Anonymous
No.168567
>>168560
To be fair it was only two posts. But yeah fuck spreading the drama past their respective threads past a "shut up wesley" towards Glimmernigel.
To be fair it was only two posts. But yeah fuck spreading the drama past their respective threads past a "shut up wesley" towards Glimmernigel.
>>168578
Oh right, I forgot about that.
Don't really mind cum inflation, just so long as it isn't deviantart levels of balloon poners.
Oh right, I forgot about that.
Don't really mind cum inflation, just so long as it isn't deviantart levels of balloon poners.
Anonymous
No.168581
Anonymous
No.168617
>>168579
I don't like circle-tool inflation either. Just saying, a fire-hose enema would be some fun hijinks.
I don't like circle-tool inflation either. Just saying, a fire-hose enema would be some fun hijinks.
>>168639
>anon using a strap-on and riding crop to get revenge on a Twilight voodoo doll
>Twilight just sorting her books before feeling something huge forcing her plot open
>despite not directly feeling things, Anon gets into it as she hears Twilight squeaking and moaning in the other room
>anon using a strap-on and riding crop to get revenge on a Twilight voodoo doll
>Twilight just sorting her books before feeling something huge forcing her plot open
>despite not directly feeling things, Anon gets into it as she hears Twilight squeaking and moaning in the other room
>Dawn in--No, wait.
>Morning in Equestria.
>Because I won't give plasma posterior the satisfaction.
>At the sound of the birds starting their godawful racket, I executed a flawless retreat beneath the covers of my bed, pillow going over my head.
>"Emerald Dawn~" a cheery voice cooed in a melodious manner. "It's time to get uh-uuup!"
>Ugh... too early for this shit.
"...go 'way... sleepin'..."
>The solar princess tittered to herself.
>"Come now, sleepy bones. Rise and shine! You don't want to be late for your first flight lesson."
>I let out a grumble.
"Yes I do. Too early..."
>I felt something start prodding me through the sheets.
>"Come on, now. It's time to face the morning skies. Wakey wakey, Emerald!"
"There's nobody here by that name."
>I pulled the covers tighter around myself.
>Not that it did any good, considering how its comfy embrace vanished with a pop.
>Fucking hax.
>"Come on now, my little sunshine. It's best to just face it head on."
>I glared out from beneath my pillow as best I could.
>Celestia just sat there, smiling her usual smile.
>"It's time to spread your wings! I hear the kitchens are making blueberry pancakes this morning~"
>Again with the sing-song tone.
"Uuuugh... fine."
>I shove my pillow off of my head and roll for the edge.
"These had better be some awesome panca-aaaaaaAAAAAAAAIIIIIIEEEEEE!"
>Wind rushed past as my eyes snapped open.
>The ground, far below, was rushing up past me.
>As I began to flail, I briefly saw Celestia sitting on a cloud up above, my bed floating beside her.
>"I believe in you!" she called down after me.
>So this is it.
>This is how I die.
>In my wild flailing, one of my wings somehow sent me tumbling, making the world spin wildly.
"Oh god, I think I'm gonna be sick..."
>For a moment, I tried flapping, but that just made things worse.
>Welp. The ground was looking pretty big and pretty fast now.
>I curled up and covered my eyes, so I at least wouldn't have to see the end.
>The sudden splat didn't happen, though.
>Whether fortunately or unfortunately, the telltale hum of magic surrounded me.
>I felt myself decelerate, then get pulled back into the air.
>As I opened my eyes, Celestia gently set me back on my bed, still smiling.
>"That was a good first try. Your technique was a bit off, though. I'd suggest trying to at least gain control in the fall first, then turning it into a glide."
"JESUS CHRIST, CELESTIA! Are you trying to kill me??"
>At least I was awake now.
>I scooted away from all the edges of the bed as far as I could as I tried to catch my breath.
>"I did say that your first flight lesson was this morning. I'm just trying to teach you how I was taught."
>I stared at her.
>Her smile didn't budge.
"You're fucking crazy."
>"Language, dear."
"How about letting me at least get some breakfast before dumping something like this on me?"
>She tisked and shook her head.
>"Now now, that would just be extra weight you would have to manage. One step at a time. Are you ready for your next try?"
"No, WAIT!"
>She put her gold-shod hoof on my chest.
>"I BELIEVE IN YOU!"
>With a mighty shove, I cleared the bed and began to plummet once again.
>"Good luck, sweetie!"
"AAAAAAAAUUUUUUGHHH!"
>No pancake is worth this.
>And so, my morning went.
>>168533
>>168536
L-lewd...
>Morning in Equestria.
>Because I won't give plasma posterior the satisfaction.
>At the sound of the birds starting their godawful racket, I executed a flawless retreat beneath the covers of my bed, pillow going over my head.
>"Emerald Dawn~" a cheery voice cooed in a melodious manner. "It's time to get uh-uuup!"
>Ugh... too early for this shit.
"...go 'way... sleepin'..."
>The solar princess tittered to herself.
>"Come now, sleepy bones. Rise and shine! You don't want to be late for your first flight lesson."
>I let out a grumble.
"Yes I do. Too early..."
>I felt something start prodding me through the sheets.
>"Come on, now. It's time to face the morning skies. Wakey wakey, Emerald!"
"There's nobody here by that name."
>I pulled the covers tighter around myself.
>Not that it did any good, considering how its comfy embrace vanished with a pop.
>Fucking hax.
>"Come on now, my little sunshine. It's best to just face it head on."
>I glared out from beneath my pillow as best I could.
>Celestia just sat there, smiling her usual smile.
>"It's time to spread your wings! I hear the kitchens are making blueberry pancakes this morning~"
>Again with the sing-song tone.
"Uuuugh... fine."
>I shove my pillow off of my head and roll for the edge.
"These had better be some awesome panca-aaaaaaAAAAAAAAIIIIIIEEEEEE!"
>Wind rushed past as my eyes snapped open.
>The ground, far below, was rushing up past me.
>As I began to flail, I briefly saw Celestia sitting on a cloud up above, my bed floating beside her.
>"I believe in you!" she called down after me.
>So this is it.
>This is how I die.
>In my wild flailing, one of my wings somehow sent me tumbling, making the world spin wildly.
"Oh god, I think I'm gonna be sick..."
>For a moment, I tried flapping, but that just made things worse.
>Welp. The ground was looking pretty big and pretty fast now.
>I curled up and covered my eyes, so I at least wouldn't have to see the end.
>The sudden splat didn't happen, though.
>Whether fortunately or unfortunately, the telltale hum of magic surrounded me.
>I felt myself decelerate, then get pulled back into the air.
>As I opened my eyes, Celestia gently set me back on my bed, still smiling.
>"That was a good first try. Your technique was a bit off, though. I'd suggest trying to at least gain control in the fall first, then turning it into a glide."
"JESUS CHRIST, CELESTIA! Are you trying to kill me??"
>At least I was awake now.
>I scooted away from all the edges of the bed as far as I could as I tried to catch my breath.
>"I did say that your first flight lesson was this morning. I'm just trying to teach you how I was taught."
>I stared at her.
>Her smile didn't budge.
"You're fucking crazy."
>"Language, dear."
"How about letting me at least get some breakfast before dumping something like this on me?"
>She tisked and shook her head.
>"Now now, that would just be extra weight you would have to manage. One step at a time. Are you ready for your next try?"
"No, WAIT!"
>She put her gold-shod hoof on my chest.
>"I BELIEVE IN YOU!"
>With a mighty shove, I cleared the bed and began to plummet once again.
>"Good luck, sweetie!"
"AAAAAAAAUUUUUUGHHH!"
>No pancake is worth this.
>And so, my morning went.
>>168533
>>168536
L-lewd...
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>>168643
Since Twilight used herself as a reference for the transformation spell, would that technically make her like a biological parent to Emerald Anon? It'd be a shame if someone were to start that rumor and see it become the talk of all Equestria.
Since Twilight used herself as a reference for the transformation spell, would that technically make her like a biological parent to Emerald Anon? It'd be a shame if someone were to start that rumor and see it become the talk of all Equestria.
>>168661
>>168663
Something like https://pastebin.com/rKjhBUQy ?
Not all that fancy, but it serves its purpose.
>>168663
Something like https://pastebin.com/rKjhBUQy ?
Not all that fancy, but it serves its purpose.
Anonymous
No.168678
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No.168679
>>168643
>Sunbutt was taught to fly be being pushed off a cloud
No wonder she's such a weirdo.
I love it, please write more.
>Sunbutt was taught to fly be being pushed off a cloud
No wonder she's such a weirdo.
I love it, please write more.
Anonymous
No.168689
>>168562
"And here I thought that cruel and unusual punishment was outlawed. I love it!"
Blossom giggles.
>"It's not that cruel... and also, clearly that's not the case here in Equestria. Just look at the moon every night and you'll know not to piss the princess off."
You see Twilight walk off to the ticket counter to acquire train tickets for the four of you. As soon as she's turned her backs, Daring positions herself between you and Blossom, and wraps a foreleg around each of you.
>"Yeah, I still don't get how the fuck Equestria's supposed to have enemies. Just let Celly start crucifying changelings or go full Vlad the Impaler. Your problems will be gone overnight."
Blossom seems to wince at the mention of crucifixions, leading you to wonder for a second whether or not she might be a changeling. Then you realize that a changeling probably would not know what a crucifixion is. You nonetheless make a mental note to pull a prank on her to make sure it's really Blossom. As soon as this thought disappears, you find she's managed to sneak away from Daring's hug and made it to your other side. She whispers into your ear.
>"Is this normal for her?"
"She's only touchy when you get to know her. Otherwise, she's extremely asocial. I have no idea what her game is."
>"Hey guys, what are we whispering about?"
Before you can answer, Twilight gently lifts Daring up in her telekinesis and moves her about five feet away.
>"Alright guys, train's supposed to be here in about ten minutes. Here are your tickets, don't lose them."
She passes each of you a train ticket, which you keep in your mouth so you don't lose it. She then heads over to a nearby bench to sit down, and the rest of you follow suit. The wait is relatively quiet, but you do notice Blossom clinging to you a little bit, and Twilight keeping a close eye on Daring the entire time. You're not sure if Blossom was creeped out by Daring, or whether Daring made some sort of bad touch while you weren't paying attention. Regardless, as the train pulls in, you try to think of a prank that might prove this is definitely Blossom.
"Hey Blossom, I think I have something on my face. Can you check real quick?"
She turns to face you.
>"I don't see any-"
You kiss her suddenly, and she freezes for a second, then makes a face that looks like a cross between a pout and a scowl.
>"Hey, just because I let you be my first kiss doesn't mean you can have 'em whenever you want."
Clearly not a changeling.
"And here I thought that cruel and unusual punishment was outlawed. I love it!"
Blossom giggles.
>"It's not that cruel... and also, clearly that's not the case here in Equestria. Just look at the moon every night and you'll know not to piss the princess off."
You see Twilight walk off to the ticket counter to acquire train tickets for the four of you. As soon as she's turned her backs, Daring positions herself between you and Blossom, and wraps a foreleg around each of you.
>"Yeah, I still don't get how the fuck Equestria's supposed to have enemies. Just let Celly start crucifying changelings or go full Vlad the Impaler. Your problems will be gone overnight."
Blossom seems to wince at the mention of crucifixions, leading you to wonder for a second whether or not she might be a changeling. Then you realize that a changeling probably would not know what a crucifixion is. You nonetheless make a mental note to pull a prank on her to make sure it's really Blossom. As soon as this thought disappears, you find she's managed to sneak away from Daring's hug and made it to your other side. She whispers into your ear.
>"Is this normal for her?"
"She's only touchy when you get to know her. Otherwise, she's extremely asocial. I have no idea what her game is."
>"Hey guys, what are we whispering about?"
Before you can answer, Twilight gently lifts Daring up in her telekinesis and moves her about five feet away.
>"Alright guys, train's supposed to be here in about ten minutes. Here are your tickets, don't lose them."
She passes each of you a train ticket, which you keep in your mouth so you don't lose it. She then heads over to a nearby bench to sit down, and the rest of you follow suit. The wait is relatively quiet, but you do notice Blossom clinging to you a little bit, and Twilight keeping a close eye on Daring the entire time. You're not sure if Blossom was creeped out by Daring, or whether Daring made some sort of bad touch while you weren't paying attention. Regardless, as the train pulls in, you try to think of a prank that might prove this is definitely Blossom.
"Hey Blossom, I think I have something on my face. Can you check real quick?"
She turns to face you.
>"I don't see any-"
You kiss her suddenly, and she freezes for a second, then makes a face that looks like a cross between a pout and a scowl.
>"Hey, just because I let you be my first kiss doesn't mean you can have 'em whenever you want."
Clearly not a changeling.
>>168691
While waiting for the train to arrive you all should share stories about yourselves or something gay like that. Something something something getting to know eachother better because elements.
While waiting for the train to arrive you all should share stories about yourselves or something gay like that. Something something something getting to know eachother better because elements.
Anonymous
No.168703
Remember when Countryroads died that time, came back, drew fillies here for like a day and then died again? That was funny.
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>>168823
>"Oh hey there! You must be Twilight's filly!"
>"Must be adopted, of course. No way a foal came out of a pussy THAT tight."
>"Probably shouldn't have said that with you here, haha. Name's Braeburn, but my friends call me Chad for some reason."
>"Anyways, I've gotta go. Bulk Biceps is waiting on me, and those weights ain't gonna lift themselves."
Wut do?
>"Oh hey there! You must be Twilight's filly!"
>"Must be adopted, of course. No way a foal came out of a pussy THAT tight."
>"Probably shouldn't have said that with you here, haha. Name's Braeburn, but my friends call me Chad for some reason."
>"Anyways, I've gotta go. Bulk Biceps is waiting on me, and those weights ain't gonna lift themselves."
Wut do?
>>168691
"Okay, it's confirmed. No way a changeling could make a face that cute."
Her sour face disappears as she starts to giggle.
>"Wait, did you seriously think I was a changeling? Or are you just flirting."
You shrug.
"A little bit from column A, a little bit from column B. Really though, I am actually a bit suspicious that my clone might have come here to Ponyville before making her way to Dodge, and it would really suck if you had been replaced with a changeling."
>"I should be offended, but I'll take that as a sign you're worried for me. Which, actually kind of means something to me, cause I see you kind of like a sister. Or maybe a brother. Hard to say when you used to be a guy and now you're a filly."
"Eh. Either works."
Twilight seems to be trying to grab your attention, pointing you in the direction of the train.
>"Alright you two lovebirds, we really need to get on the train now or we might miss it, and I'll have wasted my money on these tickets. Do you want to catch that clone or not?"
Blossom takes a short moment to react.
>"Wait, did you just call us... MOM! That's gross!"
Daring can't seem to contain her laughter.
>"So wait, if you two are supposed to be 'sisters', and Twi's your mama, can I get in on this? What am I?"
"You're the creepy uncle, now let's go."
You step onto the train and now long after, it begins to depart. You realize you never bothered to tell anyone in Ponyville where you were going, or even that you're going, but it's a bit too late now.
"Okay, it's confirmed. No way a changeling could make a face that cute."
Her sour face disappears as she starts to giggle.
>"Wait, did you seriously think I was a changeling? Or are you just flirting."
You shrug.
"A little bit from column A, a little bit from column B. Really though, I am actually a bit suspicious that my clone might have come here to Ponyville before making her way to Dodge, and it would really suck if you had been replaced with a changeling."
>"I should be offended, but I'll take that as a sign you're worried for me. Which, actually kind of means something to me, cause I see you kind of like a sister. Or maybe a brother. Hard to say when you used to be a guy and now you're a filly."
"Eh. Either works."
Twilight seems to be trying to grab your attention, pointing you in the direction of the train.
>"Alright you two lovebirds, we really need to get on the train now or we might miss it, and I'll have wasted my money on these tickets. Do you want to catch that clone or not?"
Blossom takes a short moment to react.
>"Wait, did you just call us... MOM! That's gross!"
Daring can't seem to contain her laughter.
>"So wait, if you two are supposed to be 'sisters', and Twi's your mama, can I get in on this? What am I?"
"You're the creepy uncle, now let's go."
You step onto the train and now long after, it begins to depart. You realize you never bothered to tell anyone in Ponyville where you were going, or even that you're going, but it's a bit too late now.
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No.168844
>>168841
Fuck it, adventure's more important than whatever shit would've awaited you at home! At least it's more interesting, what with how this story's been going...
[1d100 = 27]
Fuck it, adventure's more important than whatever shit would've awaited you at home! At least it's more interesting, what with how this story's been going...
[1d100 = 27]
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"Wakey wakey, Anon. We are there," Nova Spectrum called.
>You awoke earlier from a bump in the road but you didn't want to go up. Your head laid in Nova's lap. You had nicely shut out sound and light by pressing your face against the fur on her stomach. You had a blanket wrapped around you and the way the carriage jounced smoothly when they traveled, made her drift into sleep.
"Anon, we have to go now. The carriage ponies have places to be. They probably want to sleep as much as you do. Come on now. Get up," Nova said.
>She wriggled her behind away from you but made sure to put a hoof under your head where your head had been resting on her leg. She lowered your head down before she tries to get you to stand up. She pushed you with nudges you with her muzzle. Telling you to stand up.
>Reluctantly, you stand up. You are still sleepy and you can't stand straight. >Nova sees this and steps in front of you.
”Climb on,” she says.
>You realized quickly that you can't step on her back since you would lose balance. Instead, you grab a hold of her sides as you drag yourself on your stomach over her back. You stop when you reach her neck. There you hold yourself by clinging on to her neck.
>With you on the back, she exits the carriage and its departures.
It is in the middle of the night but there are no clouds in the sky and you can see the stars. The moon is full tonight and you can clearly see the mare in the moon.
>You inspect your surroundings. There are fields, hills, and trees everywhere. The only building you see is the town Ponyville, which you see from on the horizon and the house in front of you.
Nova notices that you looking at the house.
”Welcome to your new home, sweetie,” she says.
>At the door, Nova put a hoof to her lips and made quite hush sound.
”The others are sleeping right now so we must be quiet,” Nova said.
>She leads you to the bathroom to brush your teeth. She told you she was going to prepare the sofa for her to sleep in tonight as you finished up in the bathroom. When everything was done she wrapped you up in blankets and then gave you a kiss on the forehead. She was about to leave when you spoke up.
”Can I... Can I get a glass of water?” you asked.
>Your small tiny body was still mostly hidden under the blankets. Your big, pleading eyes looked up expectingly at Nova.
She looked back at you with a soft expression. She had a pleasant smile on her lips.
”Of course, sugar. Just wait a second I will be right back.”
>She came back with a glass of water floating besides her. A light blue glow surrounded it as it float the same glow was emanating from Nova's horn.
”Here,” she said as she let it levitate your way.
>You made sure you sat up before you took hold of the glass.
>You took a big gulp of it.
”Oh, you don't need to drink so fast. Take your time.”
>You did as you were told and took small sips of it instead. When you had drunk more than half of it you brought it done from your mouth and was about to ask what to do with it before Nova grabbed it with her magic and put it on a small table.
>You crawled back under your covers but you didn't manage to get back in under before Nova was helping you being put to bed.
”Oh, right. Before I forget. Anon, tomorrow I and your father will probably be gone tomorrow when you wake up. We need to help the Apples with their harvest since Bright Mac has come down with a bad case of fever.”
”How long will you be gone for?”
>She gave you a sad smile.
”Probably the whole afternoon. There is a whole section of the orchard that needs picking but your brother will be home. So if you need anything, just ask him. He knows where we keep things.”
>Anon looked away.
”Can I really call you that? Can I really call you mom?”
”Of course you can, sweetie.”
>Your mom embraced you tightly. Your mom.
>After she had said goodnight for the second time of the night she left to go upstairs. You laid comfortable on the sofa.
>You were glad that you had been adopted by Nova. She had been kind to her; giving her things to eat on the way here. She was been cozy to snuggled with. Her fur was fluffy and soft. Her voice always had a sweet tone to it. It was hard even imagine her angry. She was careful in her approach. She hadn't jerked her out of the carriage, Anon had noted. She had played with her in the park earlier today and Anon felt that she was safe being able to talk to her about anything that was heavy on her heart. >This was going to be great.
>You awoke earlier from a bump in the road but you didn't want to go up. Your head laid in Nova's lap. You had nicely shut out sound and light by pressing your face against the fur on her stomach. You had a blanket wrapped around you and the way the carriage jounced smoothly when they traveled, made her drift into sleep.
"Anon, we have to go now. The carriage ponies have places to be. They probably want to sleep as much as you do. Come on now. Get up," Nova said.
>She wriggled her behind away from you but made sure to put a hoof under your head where your head had been resting on her leg. She lowered your head down before she tries to get you to stand up. She pushed you with nudges you with her muzzle. Telling you to stand up.
>Reluctantly, you stand up. You are still sleepy and you can't stand straight. >Nova sees this and steps in front of you.
”Climb on,” she says.
>You realized quickly that you can't step on her back since you would lose balance. Instead, you grab a hold of her sides as you drag yourself on your stomach over her back. You stop when you reach her neck. There you hold yourself by clinging on to her neck.
>With you on the back, she exits the carriage and its departures.
It is in the middle of the night but there are no clouds in the sky and you can see the stars. The moon is full tonight and you can clearly see the mare in the moon.
>You inspect your surroundings. There are fields, hills, and trees everywhere. The only building you see is the town Ponyville, which you see from on the horizon and the house in front of you.
Nova notices that you looking at the house.
”Welcome to your new home, sweetie,” she says.
>At the door, Nova put a hoof to her lips and made quite hush sound.
”The others are sleeping right now so we must be quiet,” Nova said.
>She leads you to the bathroom to brush your teeth. She told you she was going to prepare the sofa for her to sleep in tonight as you finished up in the bathroom. When everything was done she wrapped you up in blankets and then gave you a kiss on the forehead. She was about to leave when you spoke up.
”Can I... Can I get a glass of water?” you asked.
>Your small tiny body was still mostly hidden under the blankets. Your big, pleading eyes looked up expectingly at Nova.
She looked back at you with a soft expression. She had a pleasant smile on her lips.
”Of course, sugar. Just wait a second I will be right back.”
>She came back with a glass of water floating besides her. A light blue glow surrounded it as it float the same glow was emanating from Nova's horn.
”Here,” she said as she let it levitate your way.
>You made sure you sat up before you took hold of the glass.
>You took a big gulp of it.
”Oh, you don't need to drink so fast. Take your time.”
>You did as you were told and took small sips of it instead. When you had drunk more than half of it you brought it done from your mouth and was about to ask what to do with it before Nova grabbed it with her magic and put it on a small table.
>You crawled back under your covers but you didn't manage to get back in under before Nova was helping you being put to bed.
”Oh, right. Before I forget. Anon, tomorrow I and your father will probably be gone tomorrow when you wake up. We need to help the Apples with their harvest since Bright Mac has come down with a bad case of fever.”
”How long will you be gone for?”
>She gave you a sad smile.
”Probably the whole afternoon. There is a whole section of the orchard that needs picking but your brother will be home. So if you need anything, just ask him. He knows where we keep things.”
>Anon looked away.
”Can I really call you that? Can I really call you mom?”
”Of course you can, sweetie.”
>Your mom embraced you tightly. Your mom.
>After she had said goodnight for the second time of the night she left to go upstairs. You laid comfortable on the sofa.
>You were glad that you had been adopted by Nova. She had been kind to her; giving her things to eat on the way here. She was been cozy to snuggled with. Her fur was fluffy and soft. Her voice always had a sweet tone to it. It was hard even imagine her angry. She was careful in her approach. She hadn't jerked her out of the carriage, Anon had noted. She had played with her in the park earlier today and Anon felt that she was safe being able to talk to her about anything that was heavy on her heart. >This was going to be great.
>>168907
”SSSSSSSSSSSHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHIIIIIINNNNNNDDDDDEEEEERRRRRRUUUUUUUUU!!! SECRET TECHNIQUE: SECRET GENTLE HOOF OF FURRY KENPACTO SHARINGAN SHURIKEN WIND BLADEU KICKU!” someone screamed at the top of their lungs.
>You opened your eyes to see a silver leg came swinging down on her stomach. All the air that had been previously in her lungs erupted out of her mouth. She bent forward as she held her hooves around her stomach and felt the sharp pain in her stomach. She rolled over to her side and looked up with tears in the corners of her eyes at the pony responsible.
>A teenage silver unicorn with an orange mane and blue eyes was stuck in pose were he flexed his muscles. He held his chin high and grinned widely.
>You opened your mouth to talk but only whimpering came out but you forced the words out.
”Why... Why hurt me?”
”I hurt you because I love you. This is part of your training to become a ninja, kohai. Since you are my imouto now I decided to be generous enough to start off your training with something extraordinary such as a sneak attack.”
”Wha...”
”Indeed. My ninjutsu philosophy is to always be ready. The enemy will attack when you are most vulnerable don't think otherwise. I may look young to you but in my short time I have fought large foes and come out on top. You should never give up! That is also one of my core beliefs. Of course on my adventures, I wouldn't have made it without my comrades in battle.”
”What are you talking about?”
”These massive guns!”
>He brought up his biceps (or whatever) and kissed them.spot the reference
”Hee, I got off track. Where was I?”
”Who are you anyway?”
”I am your older brother, Silver Star! You may call me one of these various nicknames: Nii-Nii-sama, Oni-chan or senpai Oni-kun.”
”Ah, that's right. That was the thing I was supposed to say. He he he, it is not easy when your synapsis are race-tracks. Sigh, how I sometimes wish I was a bit dumber. But back to business. YOU have yet to thank me for the great and valuable lesson, which I provided for you due to my magnanimity on the cost of the most prized resources in this multi-universe: My time.”
Being somewhat dumbfounded by all this you didn't react fast enough.
”I-I...”
”Oh, what the heck I feel more generous than usual today. Call the news the world has to know! You don't have to thank me. Instead, you should thank me for showing you my training today. You see I told our mother yesterday when she asked me for help harvesting the apples on sweet apple acres, that I, have more important things to do with my time. You see, I don't share the same myopic worldview as the regular pleb on the street. I am a grandmaster at chess and the world is my board. In one swift move, I will solve both problems in the near future and I will stay home and watch you. You see, today I will perfect my (not)shadow-clone-jutsu.”
What to do?
I wasn't sure if I was going to post this. Feels like I am just jumping on the bandwagon but the idea bloomed in my head and I wanted to write it down. I thought I would share it with you guys.
”SSSSSSSSSSSHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHIIIIIINNNNNNDDDDDEEEEERRRRRRUUUUUUUUU!!! SECRET TECHNIQUE: SECRET GENTLE HOOF OF FURRY KENPACTO SHARINGAN SHURIKEN WIND BLADEU KICKU!” someone screamed at the top of their lungs.
>You opened your eyes to see a silver leg came swinging down on her stomach. All the air that had been previously in her lungs erupted out of her mouth. She bent forward as she held her hooves around her stomach and felt the sharp pain in her stomach. She rolled over to her side and looked up with tears in the corners of her eyes at the pony responsible.
>A teenage silver unicorn with an orange mane and blue eyes was stuck in pose were he flexed his muscles. He held his chin high and grinned widely.
>You opened your mouth to talk but only whimpering came out but you forced the words out.
”Why... Why hurt me?”
”I hurt you because I love you. This is part of your training to become a ninja, kohai. Since you are my imouto now I decided to be generous enough to start off your training with something extraordinary such as a sneak attack.”
”Wha...”
”Indeed. My ninjutsu philosophy is to always be ready. The enemy will attack when you are most vulnerable don't think otherwise. I may look young to you but in my short time I have fought large foes and come out on top. You should never give up! That is also one of my core beliefs. Of course on my adventures, I wouldn't have made it without my comrades in battle.”
”What are you talking about?”
”These massive guns!”
>He brought up his biceps (or whatever) and kissed them.spot the reference
”Hee, I got off track. Where was I?”
”Who are you anyway?”
”I am your older brother, Silver Star! You may call me one of these various nicknames: Nii-Nii-sama, Oni-chan or senpai Oni-kun.”
”Ah, that's right. That was the thing I was supposed to say. He he he, it is not easy when your synapsis are race-tracks. Sigh, how I sometimes wish I was a bit dumber. But back to business. YOU have yet to thank me for the great and valuable lesson, which I provided for you due to my magnanimity on the cost of the most prized resources in this multi-universe: My time.”
Being somewhat dumbfounded by all this you didn't react fast enough.
”I-I...”
”Oh, what the heck I feel more generous than usual today. Call the news the world has to know! You don't have to thank me. Instead, you should thank me for showing you my training today. You see I told our mother yesterday when she asked me for help harvesting the apples on sweet apple acres, that I, have more important things to do with my time. You see, I don't share the same myopic worldview as the regular pleb on the street. I am a grandmaster at chess and the world is my board. In one swift move, I will solve both problems in the near future and I will stay home and watch you. You see, today I will perfect my (not)shadow-clone-jutsu.”
What to do?
I wasn't sure if I was going to post this. Feels like I am just jumping on the bandwagon but the idea bloomed in my head and I wanted to write it down. I thought I would share it with you guys.
>>168910
The truth is I probably won't continue it though. It just wrote, "what to do?" so I could see what suggustions people made.
>You switch from second person to third person at times, just letting you know
I am not doubting you. Can you point out where in the text I do this?
The truth is I probably won't continue it though. It just wrote, "what to do?" so I could see what suggustions people made.
>You switch from second person to third person at times, just letting you know
I am not doubting you. Can you point out where in the text I do this?
Anonymous
No.168914
>>168911
Maybe I will continue it. We will see. There are other things I want to do in beforehand though. I am not sure.
Maybe I will continue it. We will see. There are other things I want to do in beforehand though. I am not sure.
Anonymous
No.168915
Anonymous
No.168916
>>168911
One example, at the start of the second post: " >You opened your eyes to see a silver leg came swinging down on her stomach. All the air that had been previously in her lungs erupted out of her mouth. She bent forward as she held her hooves around her stomach and felt the sharp pain in her stomach. She rolled over to her side and looked up with tears in the corners of her eyes at the pony responsible.
>A teenage silver unicorn with an orange mane and blue eyes was stuck in pose were he flexed his muscles. He held his chin high and grinned widely.
>You opened your mouth to talk but only whimpering came out but you forced the words out.
”Why… Why hurt me?” "
Most of this section uses third person, but the first word and the line afterwards all use second person. At first it looks like there's some other mare being kicked that we opened our eyes to see, but then we're the ones asking why we're hurt.
One example, at the start of the second post: " >You opened your eyes to see a silver leg came swinging down on her stomach. All the air that had been previously in her lungs erupted out of her mouth. She bent forward as she held her hooves around her stomach and felt the sharp pain in her stomach. She rolled over to her side and looked up with tears in the corners of her eyes at the pony responsible.
>A teenage silver unicorn with an orange mane and blue eyes was stuck in pose were he flexed his muscles. He held his chin high and grinned widely.
>You opened your mouth to talk but only whimpering came out but you forced the words out.
”Why… Why hurt me?” "
Most of this section uses third person, but the first word and the line afterwards all use second person. At first it looks like there's some other mare being kicked that we opened our eyes to see, but then we're the ones asking why we're hurt.
Anonymous
No.168917
>>168908
Personally, I'd be inclined to buck Silver in the face, tie him up with whatever can be found, and demand a non-weebanese introduction from him. Or walk away without another word, if he survives the kick with little more than a bruise. [1d100 = 37]
Personally, I'd be inclined to buck Silver in the face, tie him up with whatever can be found, and demand a non-weebanese introduction from him. Or walk away without another word, if he survives the kick with little more than a bruise. [1d100 = 37]
>Be Twilight
>Anonfilly had been formally diagnosed with autism
>But it was extremely obvious, the diagnosis was a formality
>Anon would frequently have tantrums in public, falling onto her back or running in circles at seemingly random provocations, such as when she heard a jackhammer
>If she saw the mailmare deliver the mail, she would start screeching and wouldn't stop until you gave it back to her
>Anon would only eat hayburgers and hay fries, refusing any other food- even ice cream. And she'd only eat it if it was on her favorite red plate
>She had to wear diapers to bed, and half the time she insisted on sleeping with you
>You had tried enrolling her in school
>She only wound up sitting in the corner, hiccuping and muttering to herself
>The only ponies she'd allow to touch her were you and Mom, but sometimes Shiny if her favorite movie reel was on (The Flyin' King)
>Obsessed with spherical objects
>She took her fidget spinner everywhere
>She was a difficult foal
>But you loved her so much.
>Anonfilly had been formally diagnosed with autism
>But it was extremely obvious, the diagnosis was a formality
>Anon would frequently have tantrums in public, falling onto her back or running in circles at seemingly random provocations, such as when she heard a jackhammer
>If she saw the mailmare deliver the mail, she would start screeching and wouldn't stop until you gave it back to her
>Anon would only eat hayburgers and hay fries, refusing any other food- even ice cream. And she'd only eat it if it was on her favorite red plate
>She had to wear diapers to bed, and half the time she insisted on sleeping with you
>You had tried enrolling her in school
>She only wound up sitting in the corner, hiccuping and muttering to herself
>The only ponies she'd allow to touch her were you and Mom, but sometimes Shiny if her favorite movie reel was on (The Flyin' King)
>Obsessed with spherical objects
>She took her fidget spinner everywhere
>She was a difficult foal
>But you loved her so much.
Anonymous
No.168921
Anonymous
No.168922
>>168919
"Yes Twilight, she's autistic, you know why? You pick a not so average human and change him into a pony, different sex, different world, and expect her to be normal? C'mon!"
Increase autism.
"Yes Twilight, she's autistic, you know why? You pick a not so average human and change him into a pony, different sex, different world, and expect her to be normal? C'mon!"
Increase autism.
Scootaloo
No.168946
Anonymous
No.168957
>>168919
God we need more autistic filly, it's a shame ASS is a bit dead and Lone never followed through on his promise to write some...
God we need more autistic filly, it's a shame ASS is a bit dead and Lone never followed through on his promise to write some...
Anonymous
No.168958
>>168932
Somebody needs to upload some of these sketchy fillies to derpi, we've been getting a lot lately.
Somebody needs to upload some of these sketchy fillies to derpi, we've been getting a lot lately.
Anonymous
No.168962
I got a tablet!
>>168974
It's just like the simulations.
and by simulations, I mean like my greentext.
Depressing, cold and dark.
So, no change either way.
It's just like the simulations.
and by simulations, I mean like my greentext.
Depressing, cold and dark.
So, no change either way.
>>168841
As the train begins to leave your town of Ponyville, you look back at it and shrug. You wonder in the back of your mind whether or not this should be a bigger thing than it is, but your voice of reason advises you that in the grand scheme of things, this is normal. It certainly isn't the first time you've up and left the town without a moment's notice, although granted, the last time was in a time loop, so you didn't have to figure out a way back. Nevertheless, if this Equestria is anything like it is in MLP, a group of fillies going on an adventure halfway across the country is nothing special, and you'll end up back home in a week with stories to tell, and no problems with truancy or make-up homework at school. So fuck all of those worries, it's time for an adventure!
You look around the train to get a sense of what ponies there are besides your group of friends. By the looks of things, there's only four others. One's a donkey who's sleeping in his seat. You're not sure if he was supposed to get off in Ponyville, since he was sleeping when you got on the train. Or maybe he just likes sleeping on the train until it reaches the end of the line.
Aside from him are two elderly Earth pony mares who got on the train at Ponyville. You're pretty sure one of them is a cousin or something of Granny Smith. The other mare you're not sure of.
The remaining pony does not appear to be a pony at all. In fact... it's an undisguised changeling reading a newspaper! You're not quite sure what the hell he thinks he's doing here, or how you didn't seem to notice the fact that he's a changeling until now, but clearly he has some nerve!
Actually, wait, no. Upon closer inspection, that's not a changeling at all. Just a normal black stallion with really velvety smooth fur. His eyes are dilated from smoking marijuana in a pipe. You might be paranoid.
As the train begins to leave your town of Ponyville, you look back at it and shrug. You wonder in the back of your mind whether or not this should be a bigger thing than it is, but your voice of reason advises you that in the grand scheme of things, this is normal. It certainly isn't the first time you've up and left the town without a moment's notice, although granted, the last time was in a time loop, so you didn't have to figure out a way back. Nevertheless, if this Equestria is anything like it is in MLP, a group of fillies going on an adventure halfway across the country is nothing special, and you'll end up back home in a week with stories to tell, and no problems with truancy or make-up homework at school. So fuck all of those worries, it's time for an adventure!
You look around the train to get a sense of what ponies there are besides your group of friends. By the looks of things, there's only four others. One's a donkey who's sleeping in his seat. You're not sure if he was supposed to get off in Ponyville, since he was sleeping when you got on the train. Or maybe he just likes sleeping on the train until it reaches the end of the line.
Aside from him are two elderly Earth pony mares who got on the train at Ponyville. You're pretty sure one of them is a cousin or something of Granny Smith. The other mare you're not sure of.
The remaining pony does not appear to be a pony at all. In fact... it's an undisguised changeling reading a newspaper! You're not quite sure what the hell he thinks he's doing here, or how you didn't seem to notice the fact that he's a changeling until now, but clearly he has some nerve!
Actually, wait, no. Upon closer inspection, that's not a changeling at all. Just a normal black stallion with really velvety smooth fur. His eyes are dilated from smoking marijuana in a pipe. You might be paranoid.
What do you do if filly has betwetting problems?
What if you are the filly?
What if you are the filly?
>"Tell ya what Anon, I'll pay you one bit for every ounce of my breastmilk you suckle."
>"Deal?"
>"Deal?"
>>169020
Twilight is most likely confident in her estimates of Anon's throat capacity. Plus, udders only hope so much.
Twilight is most likely confident in her estimates of Anon's throat capacity. Plus, udders only hope so much.
Anonymous
No.169026
>>168983
Make sure she is comfortable and don't embarrass her for it. Keep it a secret.
If I were the filly, I'd probably enjoy it a little, since it's my fetish.
Make sure she is comfortable and don't embarrass her for it. Keep it a secret.
If I were the filly, I'd probably enjoy it a little, since it's my fetish.
Anonymous
No.169046
>>169040
Seconding. Also, formulate an actual plan of what to do when we get there and divide up the party roles (mage, barbarian, rogue, bard, etc.) so we know who's best at what and thus who should handle what in the plan.
[1d100 = 93]
Seconding. Also, formulate an actual plan of what to do when we get there and divide up the party roles (mage, barbarian, rogue, bard, etc.) so we know who's best at what and thus who should handle what in the plan.
[1d100 = 93]
This is a horse
Anonymous
No.169071
Stair Lich Prolapse.
Anonymous
No.169100
>>169054
Why does it matter, this is a chan, if you want to know whos posting what then go to reddit or discord or wherever, it shouldnt matter here
Maybe if you want to know so much then why not bring ids back? That way everyone would be identifiable, eh? I swear posting as anon and namefagging feels the same, with ya trying to get who s the fag behind the post. Fuck that
And if you must know, yea that s me, not like the drawfag ever posts these wall of texts with a pinch of drama
Also it wasnt even a new pic, just a repost to try to spark some life into the thread...
Why does it matter, this is a chan, if you want to know whos posting what then go to reddit or discord or wherever, it shouldnt matter here
Maybe if you want to know so much then why not bring ids back? That way everyone would be identifiable, eh? I swear posting as anon and namefagging feels the same, with ya trying to get who s the fag behind the post. Fuck that
And if you must know, yea that s me, not like the drawfag ever posts these wall of texts with a pinch of drama
Also it wasnt even a new pic, just a repost to try to spark some life into the thread...
>>169101
Just a note, i m not the writefag, im not the drawfag, im anon, and fuck you
Im a fookin Aussie now, hope you re happy m8
Just a note, i m not the writefag, im not the drawfag, im anon, and fuck you
Im a fookin Aussie now, hope you re happy m8
Anonymous
No.169108
>>169107
Oh don't look so glum. I don't even USE a VPN. I used HideMyAss for some time but I ended up not getting enough money a month to spare for patreon donations and HMA bills. Those were rough times.
Oh don't look so glum. I don't even USE a VPN. I used HideMyAss for some time but I ended up not getting enough money a month to spare for patreon donations and HMA bills. Those were rough times.
>>168981
You ignore your previous thoughts and leave the stallion to his own devices. Perhaps more pressing to you right now is your friends. Though you know Twilight relatively well, and Blossom somewhat well, you don't know much about Daring. Hell, you don't even know what name she went by back on Earth. You take a seat next to her.
"So..."
>"Sooo....?"
"Alright, so I know Twilight's name before she came to Equestria, and I know Blossom's. What's yours?"
Daring raises an eyebrow.
>"How about YOURS? What kind of name is Anon anyways? Some kind of pseudonym?"
You give her an almost emotionless stare before delivering your answer.
"My real name is Anonymous. I just go by Anon for short. My mom died in childbirth, and she was the one that was supposed to give me a name. She never really discussed it with my dad, so he figured if I couldn't have the name she would have given me, I would have a no-name -- Anonymous. If I had my driver's license on me, I'd show it to you."
>"Wow, that's kinda fucked up. And your dad couldn't just name you something simple off the top of his head, like George?"
"Nope. And shortening it to Anon so it wouldn't sound so damn much like I have no name at all was my decision. So that's what I'd rather be called, thank you very much. So what should I call you, if not Daring?"
>"Oh that's easy, I'm David."
You stick a hoof out and attempt to shake with David. It's just not the same without hands.
"Well, nice to meet you David. Now, I'm just curious. I remember you mentioning to Twilight that you'd been to prison before. If it's not too personal, what did you do?"
She shrugs.
>"Oh that's easy. They caught me having sex with a wallaby."
You ignore your previous thoughts and leave the stallion to his own devices. Perhaps more pressing to you right now is your friends. Though you know Twilight relatively well, and Blossom somewhat well, you don't know much about Daring. Hell, you don't even know what name she went by back on Earth. You take a seat next to her.
"So..."
>"Sooo....?"
"Alright, so I know Twilight's name before she came to Equestria, and I know Blossom's. What's yours?"
Daring raises an eyebrow.
>"How about YOURS? What kind of name is Anon anyways? Some kind of pseudonym?"
You give her an almost emotionless stare before delivering your answer.
"My real name is Anonymous. I just go by Anon for short. My mom died in childbirth, and she was the one that was supposed to give me a name. She never really discussed it with my dad, so he figured if I couldn't have the name she would have given me, I would have a no-name -- Anonymous. If I had my driver's license on me, I'd show it to you."
>"Wow, that's kinda fucked up. And your dad couldn't just name you something simple off the top of his head, like George?"
"Nope. And shortening it to Anon so it wouldn't sound so damn much like I have no name at all was my decision. So that's what I'd rather be called, thank you very much. So what should I call you, if not Daring?"
>"Oh that's easy, I'm David."
You stick a hoof out and attempt to shake with David. It's just not the same without hands.
"Well, nice to meet you David. Now, I'm just curious. I remember you mentioning to Twilight that you'd been to prison before. If it's not too personal, what did you do?"
She shrugs.
>"Oh that's easy. They caught me having sex with a wallaby."
>>169117
I almost wanna roll a response to this, but this calls for an american response. For reference to anyone who's wondering, Wallabies are basically Kangaroos, but smaller.
I almost wanna roll a response to this, but this calls for an american response. For reference to anyone who's wondering, Wallabies are basically Kangaroos, but smaller.
>>169101
You're a bit too angry about this. Neither of you Hue's can stick to a single thing, so fuck me for trying to determine the difference I guess. Just trying to keep shit straight in my mind and as pointed out if you really gave a shit you'd vpn it up.
You're a bit too angry about this. Neither of you Hue's can stick to a single thing, so fuck me for trying to determine the difference I guess. Just trying to keep shit straight in my mind and as pointed out if you really gave a shit you'd vpn it up.
Reuben
No.169128
>>169118
>this calls for an american response
How so? I don't see any problems with an Aussie response...
>this calls for an american response
How so? I don't see any problems with an Aussie response...
Anonymous
No.169145
>>169120
Yes, i was, during the first days of the thread here someone just up and asked for us to namefag to be easier to differentiate from one hue to another, and everytime someone asks it reminds me of that, and this is the 4th time it gets asked
If you cant get who s posting then <we> re doing a good job, no one should be easily identifiable as anon, at least that s how i think, it doesnt matter who you are talking/arguing with, what matters is the topic/post itself
Nothing stopping you from making it a game to identify anons, but if you cant then dont ask, it doesnt matter you dont need to know, we re all Anons here
>and as pointed out if you really gave a shit you'd vpn it up
Pointed out where? I dont i see it here ^:)
Yes, im lazy and indeed dont care enough to hide myself behind 7 proxies for anonymity, but not caring enough doesnt mean that i dont care at all. I dont see anyone else ever get asked, heck these always fell on me too, not even once being asked to the other hue, so excuse me if im tired of being asked who i am in a friggin anonymous image board
Yes, i was, during the first days of the thread here someone just up and asked for us to namefag to be easier to differentiate from one hue to another, and everytime someone asks it reminds me of that, and this is the 4th time it gets asked
If you cant get who s posting then <we> re doing a good job, no one should be easily identifiable as anon, at least that s how i think, it doesnt matter who you are talking/arguing with, what matters is the topic/post itself
Nothing stopping you from making it a game to identify anons, but if you cant then dont ask, it doesnt matter you dont need to know, we re all Anons here
>and as pointed out if you really gave a shit you'd vpn it up
Pointed out where? I dont i see it here ^:)
Yes, im lazy and indeed dont care enough to hide myself behind 7 proxies for anonymity, but not caring enough doesnt mean that i dont care at all. I dont see anyone else ever get asked, heck these always fell on me too, not even once being asked to the other hue, so excuse me if im tired of being asked who i am in a friggin anonymous image board
>>168983
>"Don't be silly Anon, it's not going to hurt, I promise!"
>Anon's terrified, trying to hide, yelling "NO"
>Twilight is trying to reach him "Anon don't make me use magic, you know it's going to be more painful"
>Anon's shaking "Drop this needle first, we can talk, I might have a prostate problem or stress, I need to see a doctor, you're not a doctor!"
>Twilight's insisting:"I'm more qualified than a doctor, it might be a hormonal imbalance, so I just need to perform samples to determine this, it will be quick, Anon!"
>Anon: "I'm a human being, Twilight, I have the right to refuse a medical care, I have the right to... Let me out or I'm gonna scream."
>Spike grabs Anon "Gotcha!"
>Spike looks terrified and betrayed, as would Julius Caesar had stared into hsi faithful general Brutus right before getting stabbed. Spike obviously prefers to be the servant of Twilight, locking the doors of the castle and preventing Anon to escape.
"Why"
>Anon whispered, a question which Spike remained proudly silent as Twilight intervenes to capture the filly.
"Anon, You are no longer a human, humans here or other beasts aren't ponies, you don't have anything like "rights" you're mentioning, also I have the duty or obligation to take care of you, okay? Here we go."
>Anon's terrified trying to fight as the mare is standing over her
"I'm going to scream Twilight, if you dare pointing this thing at me REEEEEEEEEEEEEE"
>Twilight is reminding Anon
"All this sector of Ponyville is aware you keep yelling, Anon. You can go on."
>She's levitating the needle and plant it into Anon's lower belly. The filly is screaming out loud as she's performing an injection, then moves it around the filly's suprapubic area to collect fluids or whatever
>Anon's yelling out loud "Fuuck, help me!"
"Stop moving, you're making it worse. I'm almost done. There."
>She's extracting it, leaving a trail of blood. Anon's taking his breathe and right after she is done.
>Twilight's using a spell, finally to cicatrize the hole left by the huge needle.
>Anon has almost fainted, the poor filly never endured such a pain even as a human.
"Why did you need all this?" Anon asked
>She's looking at Anon as she recaps the filled syringe "I like to know I'm doing a good job with you Anon, you probably don't understand that."
>Anon:"I used to have a dick, no wonder if I have a nightmare or something I just pee a little bit I still am not used to this body!"
>Twilight: could also be my fault I'll proceed with eventual fixes in your anatomy if nothing is conclusive, you can go play outside , try not to think about it.
>"Don't be silly Anon, it's not going to hurt, I promise!"
>Anon's terrified, trying to hide, yelling "NO"
>Twilight is trying to reach him "Anon don't make me use magic, you know it's going to be more painful"
>Anon's shaking "Drop this needle first, we can talk, I might have a prostate problem or stress, I need to see a doctor, you're not a doctor!"
>Twilight's insisting:"I'm more qualified than a doctor, it might be a hormonal imbalance, so I just need to perform samples to determine this, it will be quick, Anon!"
>Anon: "I'm a human being, Twilight, I have the right to refuse a medical care, I have the right to... Let me out or I'm gonna scream."
>Spike grabs Anon "Gotcha!"
>Spike looks terrified and betrayed, as would Julius Caesar had stared into hsi faithful general Brutus right before getting stabbed. Spike obviously prefers to be the servant of Twilight, locking the doors of the castle and preventing Anon to escape.
"Why"
>Anon whispered, a question which Spike remained proudly silent as Twilight intervenes to capture the filly.
"Anon, You are no longer a human, humans here or other beasts aren't ponies, you don't have anything like "rights" you're mentioning, also I have the duty or obligation to take care of you, okay? Here we go."
>Anon's terrified trying to fight as the mare is standing over her
"I'm going to scream Twilight, if you dare pointing this thing at me REEEEEEEEEEEEEE"
>Twilight is reminding Anon
"All this sector of Ponyville is aware you keep yelling, Anon. You can go on."
>She's levitating the needle and plant it into Anon's lower belly. The filly is screaming out loud as she's performing an injection, then moves it around the filly's suprapubic area to collect fluids or whatever
>Anon's yelling out loud "Fuuck, help me!"
"Stop moving, you're making it worse. I'm almost done. There."
>She's extracting it, leaving a trail of blood. Anon's taking his breathe and right after she is done.
>Twilight's using a spell, finally to cicatrize the hole left by the huge needle.
>Anon has almost fainted, the poor filly never endured such a pain even as a human.
"Why did you need all this?" Anon asked
>She's looking at Anon as she recaps the filled syringe "I like to know I'm doing a good job with you Anon, you probably don't understand that."
>Anon:"I used to have a dick, no wonder if I have a nightmare or something I just pee a little bit I still am not used to this body!"
>Twilight: could also be my fault I'll proceed with eventual fixes in your anatomy if nothing is conclusive, you can go play outside , try not to think about it.
>>169150
Your writing could use a bit of work mate. Not bad, but certainly improvable. You seem to have fallen into the 'tell don't show' mentality a lot of inexperienced writefags do. There's also a reason Anon is normally written in second person, it's to establish a bond with the character as (You) in a sense. I've never been too fond of third person in a green, usually just see second and sometimes first.
Also, ftfy. You can mess with many things, but never mess with a man's color scheme.
Your writing could use a bit of work mate. Not bad, but certainly improvable. You seem to have fallen into the 'tell don't show' mentality a lot of inexperienced writefags do. There's also a reason Anon is normally written in second person, it's to establish a bond with the character as (You) in a sense. I've never been too fond of third person in a green, usually just see second and sometimes first.
Also, ftfy. You can mess with many things, but never mess with a man's color scheme.
Anonymous
No.169175
>>169171
Oh hey Patachu, how's it been? Or should I say DarkBoomer? Or do you prefer SilverSpoon?
In any case, you're a fag and I'm happy to have you back.
Oh hey Patachu, how's it been? Or should I say DarkBoomer? Or do you prefer SilverSpoon?
In any case, you're a fag and I'm happy to have you back.
Edits for the edit god.
Anonymous
No.169189
Anonymous
No.169199
>>169193
>things filly didn't tell you before you agreed to share a bed
Kek
I'd still let her sleep with me, though.
With protection, of course
>things filly didn't tell you before you agreed to share a bed
Kek
I'd still let her sleep with me, though.
With protection, of course
Anonymous
No.169204
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Anonymous
No.169206
Gimme some idea's to draw
>>169211
Concept - Anon discovers erf magic:
General - A low angle pic of Anonfilly looking at her hooves, with some kind of green spark or magic effect circulating both raised forehooves
Specific - Anon sitting down, "camera" a bit lower than chest fluff height in the middle, but not too close, of her raised hooves. Said hooves are only being stared at by her eyes, which are looking down in relation to her head while she has a manic grin about this new magic power. Hooves and a bit of the leg can have some effect, spark, swirl or something to induce that heavy amounts of magic is being channelled in them. Green underlight on top of normal lighting would be nice to accentuate the magic
/autism
D-did i do good?
Also anyone has a >pic related but filly? And/or a filly "hi anon" pic?
Concept - Anon discovers erf magic:
General - A low angle pic of Anonfilly looking at her hooves, with some kind of green spark or magic effect circulating both raised forehooves
Specific - Anon sitting down, "camera" a bit lower than chest fluff height in the middle, but not too close, of her raised hooves. Said hooves are only being stared at by her eyes, which are looking down in relation to her head while she has a manic grin about this new magic power. Hooves and a bit of the leg can have some effect, spark, swirl or something to induce that heavy amounts of magic is being channelled in them. Green underlight on top of normal lighting would be nice to accentuate the magic
/autism
D-did i do good?
Also anyone has a >pic related but filly? And/or a filly "hi anon" pic?
Anonymous
No.169222
Anonymous
No.169225
Anonymous
No.169232
Anonymous
No.169238
Anonymous
No.169241
>>169117
"So how was she?"
>"What, the Wallaby?"
"Well yeah. I mean, for something that got you sent to jail, Was she at least worth it?"
>"I mean, she wasn't worth the jail, that's for sure. But had I not been caught... yeah, she was alright. Really, the females aren't nearly as aggressive as the males, especially once you establish yourself as the alpha male."
You look around to see if either of your other friends are listening in on the conversation, but it seems they're both on the other side of the car chatting with each other. Probably for the better, considering the subject of the conversation.
"You ever thought about moving to America? Bestiality's perfectly legal in a few states."
>"Eh, not really. Just because you fuck one animal doesn't mean you want to make your entire life about fucking animals, you know? Besides, your immigration system is a bitch and a half."
"What, so you haven't been fucking all the animals in the Everfree?"
>"Nah, most of 'em will tear you limb from limb. I haven't had any sex since getting into this body anyways."
"So how was she?"
>"What, the Wallaby?"
"Well yeah. I mean, for something that got you sent to jail, Was she at least worth it?"
>"I mean, she wasn't worth the jail, that's for sure. But had I not been caught... yeah, she was alright. Really, the females aren't nearly as aggressive as the males, especially once you establish yourself as the alpha male."
You look around to see if either of your other friends are listening in on the conversation, but it seems they're both on the other side of the car chatting with each other. Probably for the better, considering the subject of the conversation.
"You ever thought about moving to America? Bestiality's perfectly legal in a few states."
>"Eh, not really. Just because you fuck one animal doesn't mean you want to make your entire life about fucking animals, you know? Besides, your immigration system is a bitch and a half."
"What, so you haven't been fucking all the animals in the Everfree?"
>"Nah, most of 'em will tear you limb from limb. I haven't had any sex since getting into this body anyways."
>>169256
Let's not inform her of what happened in the loop, then, given we got an anal fisting. No time loop to reverse the damage if she does it again. [1d100 = 99]
Let's not inform her of what happened in the loop, then, given we got an anal fisting. No time loop to reverse the damage if she does it again. [1d100 = 99]
Anonymous
No.169258
Anonymous
No.169259
Anonymous
No.169260
>>169257
I'm with australia here, I'd like to keep our anal fortitude this time even though that cunt what'shername laughed at us and we still need to get some payback.
[1d100 = 5]
I'm with australia here, I'd like to keep our anal fortitude this time even though that cunt what'shername laughed at us and we still need to get some payback.
[1d100 = 5]
>>169261
>combining two replies that are implying exact opposite outcomes
shit's fucked already, let's see what else can go wrong!
>combining two replies that are implying exact opposite outcomes
shit's fucked already, let's see what else can go wrong!
>>169262
Not quite, I said we shouldn't inform her of what happened in the loop, which was the anal fisting. Not that we should never proposition her again. Which we shouldn't to be honest, given what we know of her so far.
>Can mix homemade roofies
>Is a rope bunny
>Has no compunction showing animals who's boss (that may include ponies)
>Is a clear and obvious dom
If he wants to mix the responses for hijinks, I say go for it. We wanted >Rape after all, but no one ever said we'd necessarily being doing the >Rape'ing
Not quite, I said we shouldn't inform her of what happened in the loop, which was the anal fisting. Not that we should never proposition her again. Which we shouldn't to be honest, given what we know of her so far.
>Can mix homemade roofies
>Is a rope bunny
>Has no compunction showing animals who's boss (that may include ponies)
>Is a clear and obvious dom
If he wants to mix the responses for hijinks, I say go for it. We wanted >Rape after all, but no one ever said we'd necessarily being doing the >Rape'ing
>>169220
>God fucking dammit.
>Ever since Twilight fucked up that bubble of silence spell, nobody can speak but you and her.
>At least you could tell her that she's a stupid bitch.
>So anyways, here you are watching over the hoard of degenerate little fuckers.
>You have no way of telling them apart, but you'd be willing to guess the one with the belt is Allnighter, and the one enjoying the belt is Lone.
>Fucking assholes.
>Some of the little shits are clever though.
>One or two dug into Twilight's supply of miniature dry-erase boards and have started writing shit on them.
>You've had to break up a few hoof fights for the ones that said shit like 'ur a fag,' but nothing serious happened.
>You light up another cigarette as one approaches you.
>You grin as you read the sign.
>Thisgonbegood.png
"Hmm... alright. I'll take you to the bathroom, but only if you tell me how that condition was set in place."
>You can already see her straining to not shit all over the floor as she frantically works the eraser with her mouth to give herself space to draw something.
>She finishes an illustration of a crude filly smearing shit on the walls.
>Oh boy, so she was the little asshole that did that.
>Took all fucking afternoon to clean up.
>She looks at you, clearly eager for release.
"Not so fast. That doesn't look like a filly to me, you didn't even draw guidelines you fucktard."
>You can see her pupils shrink as she hears that, frantically erasing her drawing and trying to redo it with as much accuracy as possible.
>She's tearing up and red-faced by the end of it, proudly putting the finishing touches on what is actually quite an impressive filly.
>Heh, now the ticket.
"Nice job missy, let me get you over to that bathroom."
>As you pick her up under your arm, you make sure to put all the pressure on her lower abdomen.
>Your efforts are rewarded as you feel her tail swish up and brush your arm as something foul drops from her behind.
>You simply laugh as you pick it up with one of the many grocery bags you now carry daily.
>Twilight stocked enough diapers to punish this fucker properly.
>God fucking dammit.
>Ever since Twilight fucked up that bubble of silence spell, nobody can speak but you and her.
>At least you could tell her that she's a stupid bitch.
>So anyways, here you are watching over the hoard of degenerate little fuckers.
>You have no way of telling them apart, but you'd be willing to guess the one with the belt is Allnighter, and the one enjoying the belt is Lone.
>Fucking assholes.
>Some of the little shits are clever though.
>One or two dug into Twilight's supply of miniature dry-erase boards and have started writing shit on them.
>You've had to break up a few hoof fights for the ones that said shit like 'ur a fag,' but nothing serious happened.
>You light up another cigarette as one approaches you.
>You grin as you read the sign.
>Thisgonbegood.png
"Hmm... alright. I'll take you to the bathroom, but only if you tell me how that condition was set in place."
>You can already see her straining to not shit all over the floor as she frantically works the eraser with her mouth to give herself space to draw something.
>She finishes an illustration of a crude filly smearing shit on the walls.
>Oh boy, so she was the little asshole that did that.
>Took all fucking afternoon to clean up.
>She looks at you, clearly eager for release.
"Not so fast. That doesn't look like a filly to me, you didn't even draw guidelines you fucktard."
>You can see her pupils shrink as she hears that, frantically erasing her drawing and trying to redo it with as much accuracy as possible.
>She's tearing up and red-faced by the end of it, proudly putting the finishing touches on what is actually quite an impressive filly.
>Heh, now the ticket.
"Nice job missy, let me get you over to that bathroom."
>As you pick her up under your arm, you make sure to put all the pressure on her lower abdomen.
>Your efforts are rewarded as you feel her tail swish up and brush your arm as something foul drops from her behind.
>You simply laugh as you pick it up with one of the many grocery bags you now carry daily.
>Twilight stocked enough diapers to punish this fucker properly.
Anonymous
No.169311
>>169314
Guess I'm off my game. Oh well, can't be number one every day. Sometimes you have to settle for number two
Guess I'm off my game. Oh well, can't be number one every day. Sometimes you have to settle for number two
Someone /r/ed this fillified once upon a time and I finally got around to working on it. My name isn't a joke.
>>169344
No u. I also forgot to color the teeth.
>>169344
No u. I also forgot to color the teeth.
Anonymous
No.169348
>>169345
Funny, I was thinking about it too. Wanted to go to 4/mlp/ draw thread and requested it.
Guess I don't need to.
Top-tier job m8.
Funny, I was thinking about it too. Wanted to go to 4/mlp/ draw thread and requested it.
Guess I don't need to.
Top-tier job m8.
Slowanon
No.169355
Slowanon
No.169375
Short green that came up after a conversation about >pic related. I might expand on this some green or something sometime.
>He continues to flare to the point your teeth start to sink in around his head.
>That's needless to say that your jaw was doing any better.
>He grunts and you start to panic.
>The motherfucker is somehow getting even larger.
>Shouldn't this shit be hurting him?
>You roll your eyes up and see his face has a look of absolute bliss
>If it is hurting him, you can't tell.
>OW SHIT
>THe fuck tried thrusting into your mouth but stops as you feel him tense up.
>"Ohhh buuuuck."
>Oh shit.
>"BUCKIN- AHHH!"
>A few things happen in quick sessesion.
>First thing to happen is the fucker grabs your mane in his hooves even though you told the shit touching wasn't allowed.
>Second and more importantly, he manages to cram the rest of his dick along ryour teeth and down your throat.
>Your body tries to vomit but he's just too big.
>Your body is awash in too many sensations for your mind to process.
>Your lungs hurt, your throat hurt, your jaw HURT but surprisingly... you feel some tingly sensations.
>You aren't gay and you only did this for the bits for a train ticket (getting away from purple was pretty high on your fuckin list of priorities) but this was kinda hot.
>Or well... y'know... it would be if you weren't blacking out from oxygen depravation because some random, much larger, stallion is swabbing your throat with two hoof-fulls of the back of your mane.
>Those same hooves cramming your head as far into his pelvis that your nostrils are being tickled by the fur on his belly.
>This stallion who was supposed to be quiet, now bellowing above you as he fills your stomach directly with cum in exchange for a hoof-full of bits.
>This stallion... this powerful specimen, filling up a filly with semen with no regards to her needs for air...
>As black consumes your veiw of his coat, you can only smile...
>Or smile as well as you can with a mouth full of cock.
>You don't know why you are so happy for that filly.
>Maybe its the lack of oxygen.
>You might not ever know.
>But you know one thing.
>That filly, was you.
>He continues to flare to the point your teeth start to sink in around his head.
>That's needless to say that your jaw was doing any better.
>He grunts and you start to panic.
>The motherfucker is somehow getting even larger.
>Shouldn't this shit be hurting him?
>You roll your eyes up and see his face has a look of absolute bliss
>If it is hurting him, you can't tell.
>OW SHIT
>THe fuck tried thrusting into your mouth but stops as you feel him tense up.
>"Ohhh buuuuck."
>Oh shit.
>"BUCKIN- AHHH!"
>A few things happen in quick sessesion.
>First thing to happen is the fucker grabs your mane in his hooves even though you told the shit touching wasn't allowed.
>Second and more importantly, he manages to cram the rest of his dick along ryour teeth and down your throat.
>Your body tries to vomit but he's just too big.
>Your body is awash in too many sensations for your mind to process.
>Your lungs hurt, your throat hurt, your jaw HURT but surprisingly... you feel some tingly sensations.
>You aren't gay and you only did this for the bits for a train ticket (getting away from purple was pretty high on your fuckin list of priorities) but this was kinda hot.
>Or well... y'know... it would be if you weren't blacking out from oxygen depravation because some random, much larger, stallion is swabbing your throat with two hoof-fulls of the back of your mane.
>Those same hooves cramming your head as far into his pelvis that your nostrils are being tickled by the fur on his belly.
>This stallion who was supposed to be quiet, now bellowing above you as he fills your stomach directly with cum in exchange for a hoof-full of bits.
>This stallion... this powerful specimen, filling up a filly with semen with no regards to her needs for air...
>As black consumes your veiw of his coat, you can only smile...
>Or smile as well as you can with a mouth full of cock.
>You don't know why you are so happy for that filly.
>Maybe its the lack of oxygen.
>You might not ever know.
>But you know one thing.
>That filly, was you.
Anonymous
No.169377
A benefactor who wishes to anonymous provides us this.
>You are the filly, and this is not how you wanted to spend your friday night.
>When you heard that Daft Ponk was coming to town, you knew you had to do anything in your power to attend the show.
>So while everybody else is in the audience anticipating the arrival of the main attraction, you're backstage lying on the ground with a horse penis positioned directly over your head.
>"You ready for the show of a lifetime, kid?"
"Born ready."
>As you start to lick up and down the stallion's shaft, you feel something dribble out and down your chin.
>This disgusts you to no end, but you're too far to turn back now.
>Taking the tip of the phallic object in your mouth, you begin to suckle on the tip.
>Though you can't see his face under that helmet, the grin beneath is almost palpable.
>"Alright, harder."
>You feel the object in your mouth start to move forward towards the back of your throat.
>It boops your uvula, making you feel a strong urge to vomit.
>A bit of bile rises, blocked by the mass now resting at the back of your throat.
>Yep, time to start breathing through your nostrils.
>You try to give it a good suction motion, but the size makes it difficult for you to accomplish more than a bit of dribbling and suppressed panting.
>You shake your head as best you can as he pulls out.
>As you catch your breath, you feel a few tears escape your eyes.
>You had failed.
>"Better."
>What the hell was he talking about? You had just fail-
>You watch as he gently pushes your tail aside.
>Oh no.
>You cry out in pain as the flared tip prods your tight entrance.
"P-please, this wasn't in the contract."
>"Power work is never over."
>You simply sob as you feel his magic lock your hooves in place.
>Might as well try to enjoy this.
>As he plunges deep inside your untouched marehood, you bite your lip to stifle a scream.
>Sure it felt a bit nice, but the pain completely negated that.
>"Faster."
>Oh no, he couldn't possibly-
>Your vision starts to darken as the speed of his thrusts increases significantly.
>This was nothing like you imagined it.
>You hear a bit of pleasure in his final line.
>"Stronger."
>As he pushes forward one final time you feel something break deep inside you as fluid fills your tunnels.
>Simply panting on the ground, barely awake, you notice a single ticket on the ground next to you.
>Using a roll of paper towels on the ground next to you, you clean off the refuse of blood and jizz from your backside as best you can before beginning a frenzied limping gallop to the front of the stadium.
>You aren't even checked for a ticket actually.
~Fin
>You are the filly, and this is not how you wanted to spend your friday night.
>When you heard that Daft Ponk was coming to town, you knew you had to do anything in your power to attend the show.
>So while everybody else is in the audience anticipating the arrival of the main attraction, you're backstage lying on the ground with a horse penis positioned directly over your head.
>"You ready for the show of a lifetime, kid?"
"Born ready."
>As you start to lick up and down the stallion's shaft, you feel something dribble out and down your chin.
>This disgusts you to no end, but you're too far to turn back now.
>Taking the tip of the phallic object in your mouth, you begin to suckle on the tip.
>Though you can't see his face under that helmet, the grin beneath is almost palpable.
>"Alright, harder."
>You feel the object in your mouth start to move forward towards the back of your throat.
>It boops your uvula, making you feel a strong urge to vomit.
>A bit of bile rises, blocked by the mass now resting at the back of your throat.
>Yep, time to start breathing through your nostrils.
>You try to give it a good suction motion, but the size makes it difficult for you to accomplish more than a bit of dribbling and suppressed panting.
>You shake your head as best you can as he pulls out.
>As you catch your breath, you feel a few tears escape your eyes.
>You had failed.
>"Better."
>What the hell was he talking about? You had just fail-
>You watch as he gently pushes your tail aside.
>Oh no.
>You cry out in pain as the flared tip prods your tight entrance.
"P-please, this wasn't in the contract."
>"Power work is never over."
>You simply sob as you feel his magic lock your hooves in place.
>Might as well try to enjoy this.
>As he plunges deep inside your untouched marehood, you bite your lip to stifle a scream.
>Sure it felt a bit nice, but the pain completely negated that.
>"Faster."
>Oh no, he couldn't possibly-
>Your vision starts to darken as the speed of his thrusts increases significantly.
>This was nothing like you imagined it.
>You hear a bit of pleasure in his final line.
>"Stronger."
>As he pushes forward one final time you feel something break deep inside you as fluid fills your tunnels.
>Simply panting on the ground, barely awake, you notice a single ticket on the ground next to you.
>Using a roll of paper towels on the ground next to you, you clean off the refuse of blood and jizz from your backside as best you can before beginning a frenzied limping gallop to the front of the stadium.
>You aren't even checked for a ticket actually.
~Fin
>"Bro....this is kinda gay."
>You looked down as the small green filly stared back up at you
"No way, It's not like you have a dick too."
>You chuckled as the filly scrunched up her face as if she was about to argue then decided against it
>"W-well I still don't like this....just because I have a twat doesn't mean I want to be sucking on your dick dude.."
>She looked up at you indignantly but your confident smirk stayed put
"Oh so you're too much if a chicken to blow me hu? "
>Her eyes grow wide as she scowls, a low growl in her throat
>"Am not, I just aint gay okay? Besides it totally makes you gay too!"
>You sit back on your bed
>When you and an influx of anons had shown up the only place with space was either the town hall in ponyVille or Twilight's castle(playset)
"Pshh Hows that make me gay? You're a filly. You have the parts and the body. Besides we all agreed before coming over here that fillies would let Anons boink them. You can't back out now."
>Your hand undoes the zipper on your jeans making the small green filly baulk at you
>"Y-you i mean I never ugghhhh fine whatever."
>You chuckled as the filly plopped on her rump before you and threw her hooves in the air in defeat
>"Let's just hurry up and get this over with. Show me your dick....no homo."
"That's more like it. See i knew you wanted to suck on my green willie."
>Her eyes went wide once more
"Wait your pecker turned green too? You're joshing me."
>Unceremoniously you pull your pants and boxers around your ankles letting your semi hard dick flop out
"Yep green as a bean."
>The filly gazed at your dick, almost mesmerized by the twitch shaft
"What's the matter? I thought you said you weren't gay."
>Quickly the filly pulled back, her head turned and ears flat cheeks a deep shade of red
>"I'm not...i was just um...trying not to laugh. I can't believe it's green."
>Her mean words aside you watched as her eyes drifted back to your drain snake, her back side fidgeting
"Well? It aint gonna suck itself dude....the faster you do this the sooner it's over."
>Once more the filly relaxed, scooching close to your member, muzzle just inches from your tip
>Her hot breath washing over your crotch and making your rod stand attention booping the startled little green filly faggot
>”Ew gross it touched me!”
>You bite your lip, your pride now wounded
“Yea no shit. How did you think you were gonna suck it? Stop dragging your fee er hooves and get to it.”
>The tension was building and you were getting sexually frustrated
>All the other Anon’s you had talked to had been bragging about getting their dongles sucked figures you would get the one filly thats shy
>Your mind stops as you feel a rough wet tongue lick hesitantly at your tip making you moan
>”Hey don't do that, you're gonna make it weird.”
>Wasn't your fault, that tongue was more than you could have dreamed of
>Now you bit your lip, wanting nothing more than to feel that hot tongue on your dick meat
>Oh celestia, she was slowly dragging her tongue all over your prick and coating every inch in drool
“O-oh fuck yes dude don't stop.”
>The filly once more gets flustered but stays put
>Her flank still wiggling as she treated your cock like a lollipop with every lick slow and drawn out, teasing pre from your tip
>It was at that moment when things escalated
>Already you felt like melting and just blowing your load right now but then she wrapped her lips around your tip, tongue licking at the slit of your pecker
>This wasn't your first blow job, the filly was obviously new to this but you'd be a lying son of a gun if you said you didn't want to ram your dick down her throat right then and there
>She was taking her time, inching her hesitant lips lower and lower, wrapping your cock up in the warm cave that was her mouth
>Her tongue now lapping at the underside of your shaft making your hips buck and push with desire
>Not wanting to scare her you begin to gently stroke her cheek and head, cooing softly and coxing her head further down to at last you were at the entrance of that tight virgin throat
>It was now or never, you could hear your old man cheering you on as the filly bobbed up and down on your shaft her hoof between her hind quarters
>Even with all that lip, she was obviously into it as much as you were maybe after this you could convince her to give up her virginity
>You shake and focus on the task at hand, your hips now working in tandem with the loving mouth now trying to milk your balls
>That's when you felt it. Your dick plunging into her throat that little muzzle buried in your crotch, desperate horny little moans as she struggled to take you
>unprepared you lost it, a full body orgasam rocketing through you
>Little anon now dumping thick cream into your filly lovers throat without out warning
>Gagging, the poor filly yanked her head back cum leaking from her mouth and splashing all over her face in a lovely display of lust leaving both of you panting
>Falling back, you rest your head and struggled to catch your breath, heart racing from the mind numbing orgasam
“See now that ...wasn't... woo… so hard right ?’
>She doesn't respond but you feel the bed shift as she clambers up and quickly flops onto your chest
>her hot wet sex grinding on your soft drooling member
>”shut up and rut me you idiot”
>You looked down as the small green filly stared back up at you
"No way, It's not like you have a dick too."
>You chuckled as the filly scrunched up her face as if she was about to argue then decided against it
>"W-well I still don't like this....just because I have a twat doesn't mean I want to be sucking on your dick dude.."
>She looked up at you indignantly but your confident smirk stayed put
"Oh so you're too much if a chicken to blow me hu? "
>Her eyes grow wide as she scowls, a low growl in her throat
>"Am not, I just aint gay okay? Besides it totally makes you gay too!"
>You sit back on your bed
>When you and an influx of anons had shown up the only place with space was either the town hall in ponyVille or Twilight's castle(playset)
"Pshh Hows that make me gay? You're a filly. You have the parts and the body. Besides we all agreed before coming over here that fillies would let Anons boink them. You can't back out now."
>Your hand undoes the zipper on your jeans making the small green filly baulk at you
>"Y-you i mean I never ugghhhh fine whatever."
>You chuckled as the filly plopped on her rump before you and threw her hooves in the air in defeat
>"Let's just hurry up and get this over with. Show me your dick....no homo."
"That's more like it. See i knew you wanted to suck on my green willie."
>Her eyes went wide once more
"Wait your pecker turned green too? You're joshing me."
>Unceremoniously you pull your pants and boxers around your ankles letting your semi hard dick flop out
"Yep green as a bean."
>The filly gazed at your dick, almost mesmerized by the twitch shaft
"What's the matter? I thought you said you weren't gay."
>Quickly the filly pulled back, her head turned and ears flat cheeks a deep shade of red
>"I'm not...i was just um...trying not to laugh. I can't believe it's green."
>Her mean words aside you watched as her eyes drifted back to your drain snake, her back side fidgeting
"Well? It aint gonna suck itself dude....the faster you do this the sooner it's over."
>Once more the filly relaxed, scooching close to your member, muzzle just inches from your tip
>Her hot breath washing over your crotch and making your rod stand attention booping the startled little green filly faggot
>”Ew gross it touched me!”
>You bite your lip, your pride now wounded
“Yea no shit. How did you think you were gonna suck it? Stop dragging your fee er hooves and get to it.”
>The tension was building and you were getting sexually frustrated
>All the other Anon’s you had talked to had been bragging about getting their dongles sucked figures you would get the one filly thats shy
>Your mind stops as you feel a rough wet tongue lick hesitantly at your tip making you moan
>”Hey don't do that, you're gonna make it weird.”
>Wasn't your fault, that tongue was more than you could have dreamed of
>Now you bit your lip, wanting nothing more than to feel that hot tongue on your dick meat
>Oh celestia, she was slowly dragging her tongue all over your prick and coating every inch in drool
“O-oh fuck yes dude don't stop.”
>The filly once more gets flustered but stays put
>Her flank still wiggling as she treated your cock like a lollipop with every lick slow and drawn out, teasing pre from your tip
>It was at that moment when things escalated
>Already you felt like melting and just blowing your load right now but then she wrapped her lips around your tip, tongue licking at the slit of your pecker
>This wasn't your first blow job, the filly was obviously new to this but you'd be a lying son of a gun if you said you didn't want to ram your dick down her throat right then and there
>She was taking her time, inching her hesitant lips lower and lower, wrapping your cock up in the warm cave that was her mouth
>Her tongue now lapping at the underside of your shaft making your hips buck and push with desire
>Not wanting to scare her you begin to gently stroke her cheek and head, cooing softly and coxing her head further down to at last you were at the entrance of that tight virgin throat
>It was now or never, you could hear your old man cheering you on as the filly bobbed up and down on your shaft her hoof between her hind quarters
>Even with all that lip, she was obviously into it as much as you were maybe after this you could convince her to give up her virginity
>You shake and focus on the task at hand, your hips now working in tandem with the loving mouth now trying to milk your balls
>That's when you felt it. Your dick plunging into her throat that little muzzle buried in your crotch, desperate horny little moans as she struggled to take you
>unprepared you lost it, a full body orgasam rocketing through you
>Little anon now dumping thick cream into your filly lovers throat without out warning
>Gagging, the poor filly yanked her head back cum leaking from her mouth and splashing all over her face in a lovely display of lust leaving both of you panting
>Falling back, you rest your head and struggled to catch your breath, heart racing from the mind numbing orgasam
“See now that ...wasn't... woo… so hard right ?’
>She doesn't respond but you feel the bed shift as she clambers up and quickly flops onto your chest
>her hot wet sex grinding on your soft drooling member
>”shut up and rut me you idiot”
Anonymous
No.169383
Anonymous
No.169387
>>169256
For some reason, perhaps against your better judgment, you feel compelled to try fooling around with Daring for a second time. Perhaps without her rope and drugs, she might be a better lay. Besides, she doesn't have to know about what happened in the time loop. In fact, you make a vow to yourself to never mention what happened back then, lest it taint your friendship. Besides, can you really blame someone for what they did in an alternate universe? Maybe. But you're not going to.
You inch closer to her and whisper into her ear.
"You wanna change that?"
Her ears perk up.
>"I'm listening."
"Well, though there isn't any real privacy on this train, I wouldn't object to a little after-hours fooling around in a hotel room once we get to Dodge."
She looks your young filly body up and down with a lecherous grin across her face.
>"Yeah, I think I'd like that."
"Only one rule: no anal."
>"Awww, but that's my favorite part!"
"Yeah, well, my butt's sore from the time..."
You pause, catching yourself from almost mentioning the time loop.
"...from the time I tried shoving a stick up there. Dumb idea, scratches your insides."
>"Okay, yeah, I know what you mean. Honestly, if you're gonna be playing with wood, you gotta whittle it away with a knife. And even then, you have splinters to worry about. And if you're me, half the time you try whittling away with wood it turns into a shiv because you spent so much time in jail, and you look at it in your hooves and you're like... what the fuck am I supposed to do with this?"
Suddenly you see Blossom right next to you in the corner of your eye. You're not sure how long she's been standing there.
>"Hey guys, what'cha talking about?"
For some reason, perhaps against your better judgment, you feel compelled to try fooling around with Daring for a second time. Perhaps without her rope and drugs, she might be a better lay. Besides, she doesn't have to know about what happened in the time loop. In fact, you make a vow to yourself to never mention what happened back then, lest it taint your friendship. Besides, can you really blame someone for what they did in an alternate universe? Maybe. But you're not going to.
You inch closer to her and whisper into her ear.
"You wanna change that?"
Her ears perk up.
>"I'm listening."
"Well, though there isn't any real privacy on this train, I wouldn't object to a little after-hours fooling around in a hotel room once we get to Dodge."
She looks your young filly body up and down with a lecherous grin across her face.
>"Yeah, I think I'd like that."
"Only one rule: no anal."
>"Awww, but that's my favorite part!"
"Yeah, well, my butt's sore from the time..."
You pause, catching yourself from almost mentioning the time loop.
"...from the time I tried shoving a stick up there. Dumb idea, scratches your insides."
>"Okay, yeah, I know what you mean. Honestly, if you're gonna be playing with wood, you gotta whittle it away with a knife. And even then, you have splinters to worry about. And if you're me, half the time you try whittling away with wood it turns into a shiv because you spent so much time in jail, and you look at it in your hooves and you're like... what the fuck am I supposed to do with this?"
Suddenly you see Blossom right next to you in the corner of your eye. You're not sure how long she's been standing there.
>"Hey guys, what'cha talking about?"
Anonymous
No.169391
Anonymous
No.169394
>>169393
Aaaa, both the posts before this are amazing, but this one deserves to be six above the roll before it, wew lad.
Aaaa, both the posts before this are amazing, but this one deserves to be six above the roll before it, wew lad.
>>169471
Its essentially a choose your own adventure, based on community participation and dice rolls to determine the outcome. You have to play along to really get it.
Its essentially a choose your own adventure, based on community participation and dice rolls to determine the outcome. You have to play along to really get it.
Anonymous
No.169482
>>169473
The main issue I've noticed is the writing though. With the average cyoa you have to be invested in the characters, but these ones seem like emotionless husks, at least in comparison to the richer characters I'm used to. I don't want an "you have to play it to get it," I just want to know what draws you all in other than the fact that the main character is the thread oc.
The main issue I've noticed is the writing though. With the average cyoa you have to be invested in the characters, but these ones seem like emotionless husks, at least in comparison to the richer characters I'm used to. I don't want an "you have to play it to get it," I just want to know what draws you all in other than the fact that the main character is the thread oc.
Anonymous
No.169496
Anonymous
No.169500
>watching pencils drawing an official mlp comic
>pic related on screen
neat
>pic related on screen
neat
>>169532
>Pencils sneaks Anonfilly into the background of an issue
>/mlp/ mods transcend to a new plane from sheer butthurt
>comic threads are now banned entirely on /mlp/
>fillyspam increases ten fold
>nyxfag commits sudoku
>Pencils sneaks Anonfilly into the background of an issue
>/mlp/ mods transcend to a new plane from sheer butthurt
>comic threads are now banned entirely on /mlp/
>fillyspam increases ten fold
>nyxfag commits sudoku
Anonymous
No.169539
Anonymous
No.169541
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Scumbag anonfilly edit of some rando's art
>>169388
"The Protocols of the Elders of Zion. It's... kind of an adult subject, not something I'd expect you to understand."
She scratches her head.
>"Zion... isn't that like another name for Israel?"
"Well, Jerusalem specifically, but yeah."
>"So are you two Jews or something?"
You share a glance with Daring and then suddenly both burst into laughter.
"Oh God no. It's... it's definitely an adult subject."
>"Well could you explain it to me? Cause I mean, I could always ask Twilight..."
"The Protocols of the Elders of Zion. It's... kind of an adult subject, not something I'd expect you to understand."
She scratches her head.
>"Zion... isn't that like another name for Israel?"
"Well, Jerusalem specifically, but yeah."
>"So are you two Jews or something?"
You share a glance with Daring and then suddenly both burst into laughter.
"Oh God no. It's... it's definitely an adult subject."
>"Well could you explain it to me? Cause I mean, I could always ask Twilight..."
Anonymous
No.169549
>>169546
"If I'm going to tell you about the adventure of my life - explain how I got to this place with these people, and why I did what I'm going to do next - I should probably start by explaining a little bit about PipBucks.
"What is a PipBuck? A PipBuck is a device, worn on a foreleg just above the hoof, issued to every pony in a Stable when they become old enough to start work. A blending of unicorn pony magic and science, your PipBuck will keep a constant measure of your health and even help administer healing poultices and other medicine, track and organize everything in your saddlepacks, assist in repairs, and keep all manner of notes and maps available at a hooftap. Plus, it allows you to listen to the Stable broadcast whenever you would like as it can tune into and decrypt just about any radio frequency. And that's not all. A pony's PipBuck generates an E.F.S. (Eyes-Forward Sparkle) that will indicate direction and help gauge whether the ponies or creatures around you are hostile. And, perhaps most impressively, a PipBuck can magically aid you in a fight for brief periods of time through the use of the S.A.T.S. (Stable-Tec Arcane Targeting Spell). Oh, and a feature not to be forgotten: it can keep track of the location of tagged objects or people, including the wearers of other PipBucks. So if a pony somehow got lost - don't ask me how you could get lost in a Stable, but it does happen on occasion - then anypony who knew the lost pony's tag could find them instantly.
"It can even be made to glow like a lamp." [1d100 = 5]
"If I'm going to tell you about the adventure of my life - explain how I got to this place with these people, and why I did what I'm going to do next - I should probably start by explaining a little bit about PipBucks.
"What is a PipBuck? A PipBuck is a device, worn on a foreleg just above the hoof, issued to every pony in a Stable when they become old enough to start work. A blending of unicorn pony magic and science, your PipBuck will keep a constant measure of your health and even help administer healing poultices and other medicine, track and organize everything in your saddlepacks, assist in repairs, and keep all manner of notes and maps available at a hooftap. Plus, it allows you to listen to the Stable broadcast whenever you would like as it can tune into and decrypt just about any radio frequency. And that's not all. A pony's PipBuck generates an E.F.S. (Eyes-Forward Sparkle) that will indicate direction and help gauge whether the ponies or creatures around you are hostile. And, perhaps most impressively, a PipBuck can magically aid you in a fight for brief periods of time through the use of the S.A.T.S. (Stable-Tec Arcane Targeting Spell). Oh, and a feature not to be forgotten: it can keep track of the location of tagged objects or people, including the wearers of other PipBucks. So if a pony somehow got lost - don't ask me how you could get lost in a Stable, but it does happen on occasion - then anypony who knew the lost pony's tag could find them instantly.
"It can even be made to glow like a lamp." [1d100 = 5]
Alright fillies, Anon and Twilight are getting a divorce, and after a long-fought legal battle, you get to pick who gets custody. Who do you live with?
Hardmode: no visitation. Ever.
Hardmode: no visitation. Ever.
>>169555
That's difficult. With Twilight, you could either get nice momfu Twiggles, or psychopathic cunt Twi. With Anon, you know he's always going to be a faggot, but he could be the kind of Anon to at least be chill about it and treat you like you were still a normal Anon.
That's difficult. With Twilight, you could either get nice momfu Twiggles, or psychopathic cunt Twi. With Anon, you know he's always going to be a faggot, but he could be the kind of Anon to at least be chill about it and treat you like you were still a normal Anon.
No.169563
[1d100 = 6]
Where the fuck are all the writefillies, dude?
Anonymous
No.169597
Anonymous
No.169603
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Anonymous
No.169749
>>169746
Anon, that's not what summary means. I literally copied down the first three paragraphs of Fallout Equestria word-for-word just for my roll, the least you could do is post a quick rundown yourself.
Anon, that's not what summary means. I literally copied down the first three paragraphs of Fallout Equestria word-for-word just for my roll, the least you could do is post a quick rundown yourself.
>>169546
"Blossom, what do you know of the Bogdanov brothers?"
>"The who?"
"No Blossom, not The Who. The Who are a British rock band with many great hit singles like 'My Generation' and 'Pinball Wizard'. No, I'm talking about a couple of French scientists, Dr. Igor Bogdanov and Dr. Grichka Bogdanov."
>"Dr. who?
"Really Blossom, you must drop this obsession with British pop culture. It's unhealthy. Listen, these bothers, they're men of extraordinary power and influence. Do you know of the Rothschild family?"
>"Uh, no?"
"Well they're a big Jewish family that has a fuckton of money from banking and a few underhanded tactics. They basically own a few governments. But they bow to the Bogdanovs."
>"Why?"
"Psychic powers and the ability to communicate with aliens."
>"Well you have psychic powers and we're on an alien planet. Why don't the Rothschilds bow to you?"
"Blossom, what do you know of the Bogdanov brothers?"
>"The who?"
"No Blossom, not The Who. The Who are a British rock band with many great hit singles like 'My Generation' and 'Pinball Wizard'. No, I'm talking about a couple of French scientists, Dr. Igor Bogdanov and Dr. Grichka Bogdanov."
>"Dr. who?
"Really Blossom, you must drop this obsession with British pop culture. It's unhealthy. Listen, these bothers, they're men of extraordinary power and influence. Do you know of the Rothschild family?"
>"Uh, no?"
"Well they're a big Jewish family that has a fuckton of money from banking and a few underhanded tactics. They basically own a few governments. But they bow to the Bogdanovs."
>"Why?"
"Psychic powers and the ability to communicate with aliens."
>"Well you have psychic powers and we're on an alien planet. Why don't the Rothschilds bow to you?"
>>169751
See, this is the reason why us Burgers aren't taken seriously: we can't shitpost right, and when we try, we pick the worst things to shitpost about, like fucking Bogposting.
Anyways, guess I'll roll for something.
"Because the Rothschilds aren't here (thank fuck), and because they'll only bow down to the Bogdanovs. I'm just some literally Anonymous, literally autistic faggot who used to browse Mongolian political horse whispering forums before being turning into a little green horse with an ass that just won't quit and gaining a dozen little voices in my head telling me to do horrible, unspeakable, vile things to anything and anyone I come across. That, or just shitpost. You know, either one." [1d100 = 30]
See, this is the reason why us Burgers aren't taken seriously: we can't shitpost right, and when we try, we pick the worst things to shitpost about, like fucking Bogposting.
Anyways, guess I'll roll for something.
"Because the Rothschilds aren't here (thank fuck), and because they'll only bow down to the Bogdanovs. I'm just some literally Anonymous, literally autistic faggot who used to browse Mongolian political horse whispering forums before being turning into a little green horse with an ass that just won't quit and gaining a dozen little voices in my head telling me to do horrible, unspeakable, vile things to anything and anyone I come across. That, or just shitpost. You know, either one." [1d100 = 30]
>>169756
That's not true, you have a shitposter in chief, elected through the power of shitposting, what other country can claim their leader was shitposted into office?
That's not true, you have a shitposter in chief, elected through the power of shitposting, what other country can claim their leader was shitposted into office?
Anonymous
No.169759
another fimfic thing
https://www.fimfiction.net/story/418998/an-altered-anon
cringy fat neckbeard brony turned filly. Pretty lewd.
https://www.fimfiction.net/story/418998/an-altered-anon
cringy fat neckbeard brony turned filly. Pretty lewd.
hot
Anonymous
No.169853
>>169848
>alcor draws Twi ravaging anonfilly
>only one small panel in the corner to show off her itty bitty filly crotch tiddies
A monkey's paw if I ever saw one.
>alcor draws Twi ravaging anonfilly
>only one small panel in the corner to show off her itty bitty filly crotch tiddies
A monkey's paw if I ever saw one.
>>169848
>Deliberately skipped over the transformation scene
Where were you when ptfgfag got eternally btfo?
>Deliberately skipped over the transformation scene
Where were you when ptfgfag got eternally btfo?
>>169848
https://derpibooru.org/1826212
>Edit: Nothing is missing. She transformed him off-panel between the pages. The whole thing is a bit of a meme, really, the transformation itself is not the point.
Someone will be really mad. Based Alcor
https://derpibooru.org/1826212
>Edit: Nothing is missing. She transformed him off-panel between the pages. The whole thing is a bit of a meme, really, the transformation itself is not the point.
Someone will be really mad. Based Alcor
Anonymous
No.169857
Anonymous
No.169860
you get a 1 night stand with one filly here. Who is it and why?
>>169854
You know the 'PTFG is all about fetishising the process of transformation' thing is bullshit, don't you?
You know the 'PTFG is all about fetishising the process of transformation' thing is bullshit, don't you?
>>169916
I suppose consensual reproduction is acceptable. I feel bad for the poor Anon who has to help take care of all the Anonfilly fillies.
I suppose consensual reproduction is acceptable. I feel bad for the poor Anon who has to help take care of all the Anonfilly fillies.
>tfw no fillypee yet this thread
Anonymous
No.169962
i fear the thread may be ded
rolecall you faggots, who's still even here?
rolecall you faggots, who's still even here?
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Anonymous
No.169979
Anonymous
No.169982
Anonymous
No.169984
>>169751
"Oh don't worry about that Blossom, they will bow to me... in time."
>"Somehow I get the feeling that this won't actually happen"
"What, and you're psychic all of a sudden?"
>"No, just call it intuition. Have you ever had a prediction where we make it back home?"
"...I haven't. Although my visions haven't said we're going to be stuck here forever either."
>"Well, I think we're going to end up spending a lot more time here than we've planned."
Daring places her forelegs behind her head and lounges back into her seat as she finally decides to rejoin the conversation.
>"I don't know about you two, but I've come to accept this pretty quickly."
You aren't sure how to feel about the possibility of being a pony forever. If you stay in Equestria long enough, you'll grow up from being a filly and into a mare. And then later on into an old crone. Somehow, you can picture yourself running a fortune telling business out of a tent. Whether the tent is for the perfect gypsy-type fortune teller aesthetic or because your special talent isn't as useful for making money as you might have thought, you aren't sure.
Your eyes begin to wander, and you find Twilight sitting alone on the opposite side of the train, lost in thought. You wonder what it is she could be thinking about, though you're pretty sure it's not the same subject as you. If she was, she'd look worried. And this reminds you - whatever happens, she's not going to accept not coming home for an answer.
"Oh don't worry about that Blossom, they will bow to me... in time."
>"Somehow I get the feeling that this won't actually happen"
"What, and you're psychic all of a sudden?"
>"No, just call it intuition. Have you ever had a prediction where we make it back home?"
"...I haven't. Although my visions haven't said we're going to be stuck here forever either."
>"Well, I think we're going to end up spending a lot more time here than we've planned."
Daring places her forelegs behind her head and lounges back into her seat as she finally decides to rejoin the conversation.
>"I don't know about you two, but I've come to accept this pretty quickly."
You aren't sure how to feel about the possibility of being a pony forever. If you stay in Equestria long enough, you'll grow up from being a filly and into a mare. And then later on into an old crone. Somehow, you can picture yourself running a fortune telling business out of a tent. Whether the tent is for the perfect gypsy-type fortune teller aesthetic or because your special talent isn't as useful for making money as you might have thought, you aren't sure.
Your eyes begin to wander, and you find Twilight sitting alone on the opposite side of the train, lost in thought. You wonder what it is she could be thinking about, though you're pretty sure it's not the same subject as you. If she was, she'd look worried. And this reminds you - whatever happens, she's not going to accept not coming home for an answer.
>>169989
"We're occupying the bodies of real fillies, I don't think we'll be doing that after this whole thing is dealt with, either we'll be sent back where we came from or shunted into the astral plane. That or we simply cease to exist since we'll no longer have a physical anchor in the world. What I'm trying to say is, don't get too comfortable with these bodies, they're not ours and their owners are going to want them back at some point." [1d100 = 11]
"We're occupying the bodies of real fillies, I don't think we'll be doing that after this whole thing is dealt with, either we'll be sent back where we came from or shunted into the astral plane. That or we simply cease to exist since we'll no longer have a physical anchor in the world. What I'm trying to say is, don't get too comfortable with these bodies, they're not ours and their owners are going to want them back at some point." [1d100 = 11]
[1d100 = 31]
>>169989
GIVE INDEPENCENCE OR DEATH BUT WE SHALL NOT BE SUPRESSED AND STAY QUIET ANY LONGER, AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
Happy (hue) independence day
>>169989
GIVE INDEPENCENCE OR DEATH BUT WE SHALL NOT BE SUPRESSED AND STAY QUIET ANY LONGER, AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
Happy (hue) independence day
Anonymous
No.170003
>>170002
Aww fuck, wasnt meant to be a command, just clicked a random post and dice was still there
Thankfully it was a low one
Aww fuck, wasnt meant to be a command, just clicked a random post and dice was still there
Thankfully it was a low one
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>>169989
"What do you guys think I...my vessel, would be like as a grown mare? I mean, I know your vessel, Daring, grows up to be an adventurer, archeologist, and best-selling fiction/nonfiction author. And I know yours, Blossom, will be a weather pony/contortionista. And I know Diana's would be the Element of Magic and eventual Princess of Friendship. But...I have absolutely no clue who my vessel would be. It's...actually kind of concerning." [1d100 = 61]
"What do you guys think I...my vessel, would be like as a grown mare? I mean, I know your vessel, Daring, grows up to be an adventurer, archeologist, and best-selling fiction/nonfiction author. And I know yours, Blossom, will be a weather pony/contortionista. And I know Diana's would be the Element of Magic and eventual Princess of Friendship. But...I have absolutely no clue who my vessel would be. It's...actually kind of concerning." [1d100 = 61]
>>170167
Your roll is checked, but why? Is there an issue with using Diana's name? As far as I know, no one else is around to hear, and even then the odds of someone listening being able to make use of that name are basically zero.
Your roll is checked, but why? Is there an issue with using Diana's name? As far as I know, no one else is around to hear, and even then the odds of someone listening being able to make use of that name are basically zero.
Anonymous
No.170171
So, just wanted to get idea here. Should I make thread at 700 or 800 replies?
>>170168
It's been used many times with others around, and didn't she say she didn't want it to be used?
It's been used many times with others around, and didn't she say she didn't want it to be used?
>>170174
Guess it's getting that time. I'd say wait and let people have a chance to reply, even if it means going to 800 this thread.
For my opinion: 700 makes sense as it's the bump limit, but I'd be fine with either. I think it's more important to have a set limit so that people know when it's going to happen.
Guess it's getting that time. I'd say wait and let people have a chance to reply, even if it means going to 800 this thread.
For my opinion: 700 makes sense as it's the bump limit, but I'd be fine with either. I think it's more important to have a set limit so that people know when it's going to happen.
Anonymous
No.170182
>>170181
I'm personally in favor of 700, considering the thread pretty much dies by the time 800 rolls around.
I'm personally in favor of 700, considering the thread pretty much dies by the time 800 rolls around.
Nueve
No.170188
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