/mlpol/ - My Little Politics

>Gee filly, how come the princess lets you have two threads on the front page?
Non-regular / visitor here, do you guys have any good or must read greens I should be reading? Slice of life or story based would be nice, not sure about anything too lewd.

>>226402
Start with this one.
https://pastebin.com/KhjZSSSp
https://pastebin.com/F0M2tBQS

>>226339 →
That's exactly what I would do.
Having sex on other people's possessions is flatout wrong, even if it's cringy zoomer shit.
Having such little regard for other's personal belongings is one of the most zigger things imaginable.

>>226409
Assfaggot is a cute and writes real good

>>226411
Dubs confirm the obvious.

Drawfag here, any requests?

>>226419
Some DnD fillies, maybe? Or would they be OnO fillies since they'd be innaequestria?

>>226419
Filly wearing The Master's cloak from Manos.

Filly getting her hoof licked by chad.

>>226419
>>226421
Seconding this

>>226419
Filly Ricardo meme.

>>226421
OwO fillies

>>226434
Truth.

>>226404
>Abusive Twilight
Gave it a shot but that's not for me. Might see what else is in the doc and lurk for a bit.

>>226438
Oof, and I was going to recommend Lone's story.
Give this one a shot.
https://pastebin.com/cCMbArUP

>Another day with Mom 1 and Mom 2.
>"Lyra, have you seen Mystery Mint?"
>"His name is Anonymous! And no, I haven't seen him, Bonbon."
>These mares are fucking crazy.
>"She is a little filly! Don't go dragging her into your silly obsession."
>"Silly ob--! Bonnie, you know more than anypony how many elusive creatures are in Equestria! I just need to find out more about them, and Anon is sure to have the information I need to find them!"
>Not a chance in hell.
>The two start an age old bickering routine.
>... Maybe I should 'wake up'.
>I climb out from beneath the tablecloth, rubbing my eyes with a hoof.
>It took a while to learn not to rub with the hard part of the hoof, but I had it down now.
"What's all the yelling? Did somepony do something bad?"
>The two pause in their argument.
>"Anon! Where were you?"
>The earth pony nudges the green unicorn enough for Lyra to stumble a little.
>"Mystery Mint," she corrects.
>They're both wrong anyways, but I'll never tell.
>Bonbon then gives a smile.
>"I'm about to make a few sweets, and I was wondering if somepony wanted to help out."
>"I do!"
>Bonbon's face smash cuts from smile to frown.
>"Lyra, last time you ate the chocolate chips we needed."
>"It turned out good anyways, right?"
>Bonbon sighed, then turned back to me.
>"So what were you up to, anyways?"
"Uhh..."
>I rub my eyes some more as I come up with a cover story.
>"I guess I fell asleep as I was doing my homework. I think I could help out, though. Can I lick the bowl?"
>"That's unsanitary."
>Lyra pffs and waggles a hoof.
>"It's all going to get washed anyways, and you'd be done with them already, right?"
>After a moment of thought, the earth pony lets out a sigh.
>"All right, but don't let it ruin your dinner."
>And with that, the three of us wandered off into the kitchen for a night of dealing with sugary treats.

>>226443
Whoops. Greentexted a line of anon's speech. Oh well.

>>226444
Wasted trips, lad. Wasted trips.

>>226445
I just don't know what went wrong!

>>226402
Here's a pastebin of the random one-shots I've done so far. https://pastebin.com/rkJqJVbe

And for a more long form story that I neglect despite my best efforts to do otherwise, a tale of Anon as Celestia's adoptive daughter. It's a bit old, but I've only done one other post that's not there. https://pastebin.com/SPj4PGNA

At times I think about coming up with a name just for ease of reference for folks, but then I'd be a dirty namefag and no longer anonymous. It's quite the quandary and I'm not sure if benefits outweigh the downsides yet.

>>226448
You already came up with a name mate, can't remember it for the life of me but you posted under it.

>>226450
Did I? I don't recall ever doing so. Closest thing I've done that I recall is make an image I post with the alicorn story and one for the Daring Do story I might continue. Maybe my memory's just shit. If so, then a new name is just as good as a forgotten old name.

>>226452
That's fair.
Why don't you try on "Celestial Body"? Seems fitting.

>>226332 →
>Be Occult's soul fragment #4
>Royal concubine. A dick sleeve for two absolute pricks.
Failing to commit regicide we might have doomed Equestria. Apparently White horse ate his brother Blue star kid fucker to maintain his health.
>Blue moon consented to this if his brother ate children whole so he could play with them.
He forgot to do that a few times. Angering moon horse.
>If I could regret assisting either prince I would.
>"Concubine position Three."
>Twisting around his rod I lay in my right side trying to curl up into a ball. His brutal hammering past my cervix, and nearly bruising my organs. It's too big for this body's age. I am not allowed to scream.
Good news is that hypothetically we could still assist both princes of their ills.
>One day. One way or another we will be free.
>Hearing hoofsteps by the door.
>"Brother, your student Sunset Shimmer is a delight."
>"Ugh, tell me you did leave her intact enough for further lessons. Starting from scratch to harness their power is always so delicate, and time consuming."
>"Who do you think I am? I'm certainly not you, dear brother. I promised her a turn at our concubine in exchange for some 'secret' knowledge. Did you know there is a similar looking colt in that school of yours? I'll have to verify that personally."
>"Go on have your fun. Try not to leave too much of a mess."
Interesting...
>Betting five bits he finishes inside.
Betting he doesn't.
>So does the wall paper remind you about a giraffe eating a cloud?

>Five hours.
I'm somewhat impressed he did all that with us hanging from his penis.
>I'm more impressed that we aren't a bloody smear. Honestly it isn't that long for the royal prince.
I wonder how fucked up Sunset Shimmer is? Equestria, and it's past is all screwy. I'm even surprised she even exists.
Oh, and it's six hours now.
>"My most loyal, and deserving student. For your efforts, and assisting my brother here is the royal concubine."
>She has a slight look of shock. A questioning gaze that lasts only for a moment. Going into a quick bow as her face flushes red.
>"She is yours to do with until we require her services. She still truly is the best place to rest one's hoof after a long day. Please, remove her without magic Sunset."
>She thinks for a moment, and grabs my fore hooves.
Our poor shoulders.
>The massive dong's flare pulling on my cervix. This is going to hurt if she pulls it out.
>"I seem to be stuck. A helping hoof if you would. It's only fair."
>Seeing her eyes harden she walks around to his backside.
>Rubbing his member. A hoof job with his exposed length.
>The door opens to her room.
>"Brother, really? Really? We understand you give your staff a hard time, but your student as well?"
>Teleporting off of his baby rod. Gapping wide open for all to see. Chilly air touching places it should not touch.
>"We have much to discuss, dear brother. Enjoy, Sunset Shimmer. We will have to talk again. Serve her as you would us."
Oh yes. Mwahahaha.
>Hearing that in monotone fills me with hope.
>The door slams closed. A few raised words almost penetrate through.
>I'm tapping my collar, and chains for no reason at all.
Yep totally no reason at all.
>"Alright first you have to help me."
"I don't know what you mean. I must help you to the fullest extent of my abilities. I must serve you as I would the princes."
>She looks scared for a fleeting instant.
No, that isn't quite fear that is the look of knowing how close they are to ending a person's life with a word.
>"Help me pack we are going somewhere."
"What needs packing?"
>"Eve- hmm, the books laying on the floor first into the enlarged suitcase."
>That could have gotten real messy.
So close. We can taste it.
"Where ever we go raw materials, and shiny can help."

>The last book is packed.
Good thing she is now high ranked as the princes themselves.
>"We have to hurry."
>Tapping the chain idly.
>"Once we are on our way. Help me with these bags, and follow me by my side."
>Long quiet halls filled with the stepping of hooves.
>A room filled with mirrors. We look at one specific one as she has a paper glaring with enough force to detonate a steel beam.
>"You are now totally free, and don't need to follow any orders. You are free."
>The chains, and collar scatters like ashes in a tsunami.
>All my emotions bubble forth.
"Let's go through. I don't care much to be enslaved again, or worse."
>She ears fold back my hate, rage, despair, and saddness seem to physically beat her. She straightens herself out though.
I wonder what changes other changes altered this reality to be this. No matter, I suppose we won't find out.
"Together?"
>"Yes."

>Rainbow Transformation.
HAHAHA! We know how being a magical girl feels like!
>A school near by. Empty with how late it is.
>Holy shit we are fucking short. We can exclaim!
"I have fucking hands again. Still green, and still a girl. Suppose I can't have it all."
We're free, and we have hands!
>School cloths, a skirt, long sleeves, stockings, actual underwear, a backpack filled with all those books, and a bra...
>Tennis shoes woohoo!
>I help the newly transformed pony up. The sky looks like it'll rain soon to destroy these old tomes. The moon punctuating the outline.
Not sure which part of the country we're in-
"Let's hurry so we don't catch the storm. If these books get destroyed we can't get it back again."
But if we had to guess I'd say we are in, the midwest a few similarities to Colorado I think-
>Damn, haven't heard of that in a long time.
Can't quite tell the humidity with being a pony, human, hybrid thing. Though, it probably doesn't align perfectly with the Earth Equivalent. With the mountains, and evergreen trees in all directions I would say we are at a high elevation.
Obviously expect fast changing weather.
>"Ah. So this is how freedom tastes."
"The land of the free..."
And the home of the brave...
>Huh, we remembered that.
"It's so nice to see real streets, and suburban modern houses..."
We don't know nearly enough.

Oh, I wouldn't mind trying on a 'Celestial body', if ya know what I mean.

Guess it'll do for now, but I reserve the right to change it later if I forget or think up or find a more awesome one. ...probably mostly only use it for actual content posting, barring forgetting to remove it.

Here are the conditions:
>You must write a complete greentext. Any greentext, no matter how brilliantly written, must have a beginning and an end.
>Your greentext must be at least 24000 characters. For reference, that's four entire posts at exactly the character limit.
>Your greentext must be no longer than 50000 words. As much as I'd love more novel length works, save it for another time.
>Your greentext must be completed by the end of this thread.
>You must include a throwaway email in either your first and last post. DUE TO THE NATURE OF IT BEING POSSIBLE FOR ANYONE TO ASSUME YOUR IDENTITY AND POST THEIR OWN EMAIL AFTERWARDS, THIS FACTOR WILL ONLY BE NEGOTIABLE IF YOU HAVE USED A TRIPCODE TO WRITE YOUR GREEN.
>Your greentext must have been started after this post. Continuations will not be eligible.
>No futas.
>No colt Anon. (unless you're having someone get shot with it, heh.)
In return for meeting these conditions, you will be eligible to win no less than $20 worth of steam credit.
Other than the restrictions I've listed above, you are completely free to write whatever you want. That being said, I do have a few stupid ideas to get you started if you can't think of anything:

>Shortly before his death, Anon has a prophetic vision of the end of Equestria. The issue is that he tries to tell other ponies about his vision immediately after materializing as a tiny green horse without the ability to walk and is institutionalized.

>You land on the street in the slums on four hooves. Your momfu calls out to you from a ramshackle structure that you soon find out is your new home. Her youngest daughter is dying of colic and as the eldest child, the task to somehow get the medicine to treat it falls to you. If you fail, you'll be disowned and will surely freeze to death in the winter cold.

>You fucking hate those Anonfilly niggers and their degenerate fetishes. When you pull the trigger after the final episode airs, you find yourself in a small green body with an angry man who wishes he were in your new skin.

>You are a disgraced invader belonging to a race of green-skinned aliens, turned into a filly and sent to a planet full of horses that look like your new inferior form. With your shitty defective robot and endless supply of science fiction weapons, you must conquer it.

>The schoolyard bully offers to not beat the shit out of you and give you his ticket to the Wonderbolts if you can survive one night in the Everfree alone. How hard could it be?

>You can barely move, you can only speak in grunts and babbles, everyone thinks you're a retard and you only just have enough resources at your disposal to alert your momfu when you need to use the bathroom. If you had known this was what you'd be signing on for, you doubt you'd have been so eager to jump off that bridge.

>Anon knows he's insane, twelve years in an asylum have gotten that through his thick skull. But when the green pegasus filly that plagues him starts to impact the material world directly, he starts to wonder.

Oh yeah, and a few more things:
I'm doing this because I want to see more green in the thread. If there aren't at least four entries, the contest is void and I keep the money for myself, so it's in your best interest to write. Yes, you. The person reading this post.
Also, please respond to this post with the first part of your green. It'll make it easier to keep track of things.
Happy writefagging and good luck,
-Lone.

And now for the recap that I write without a good reason.

(STORY 1)
Pastebin Part 1: https://pastebin.com/JReEqH6G
Pastebin Part 2: https://pastebin.com/CuNuktSQ
(STORY 2)
Pastebin Part 3: https://pastebin.com/6NReU7EY

>You are Anon, a cute green filly that used to be a human.
>For the past several months, you've been trapped in Equestria with a few other human-turned ponies just like you.
>Well, not just like you - actually they're inhabiting the bodies of existing ponies, like Twilight Sparkle.
>Anyways, you're now in Fargo, North Dakota, and Equestria is in serious danger.
>But more importantly, Earth seems to be in danger as well, as other humans have started turning into ponies.
>You hear the sirens of ambulances everywhere as you sit in a fine dining establishment enjoying filet mignon and Merlot.

https://boards.4channel.org/mlp/thread/33939755#p33965568
The seed has been planted.
Go now, my children.

Gib 7 grand fillies and ill post the full image

Filly's lunch.

>>226489
>that file name
I mean, if that's what you like to eat, more power to you, but I personally find KFC and Cheetos to be ass. Now, fries inside burgers, that's a good lunch for fillies.

>>226491
All filly needs now is a 2L bottle of Mountain Dew.

>>226488
>contains thing people get upset of
Oh it's me.

>>226489
Filly's going to have one hell of a stomach ache from trying to eat all that meat.

>>226489
Dangerously cheesy.

>>226499
Rarity deserves that, shit hoers.

>>226494
It kinda does... but not because it will upset people, it just perfectly describes you

>>226488
>7 grandfillies
I already told you, Twi, I'm not having kids. AND YOU'RE NOT MY MOM!

>>226500
Fuck you nigger, shes wonderful

>>226527
Great work, Anon!

>>226514
Uhm how about 1 cuddle and a cookie then ill post it

>>226515
>>226525
Oh yes, I am dress horse! That am all defining characteristics of personality to look fancy! I make you dress at the exorbitant griffon rates! Every other of friends have something interesting about, but not Rarity! Ohhoho!
She's not good. Stop deluding yourselves, even Rainbow Dash is a better waifu pick and her cunt is crustier than the side of a trawling ship.

>>226404
Thanks for reminding me to update, just did so.
>>226527
>All the fillies want to play the edgelord rogue
>This requires the bar they all meet up in to exist in a non-Euclidean space to accommodate all the dark shadowy corners they sulk in
>The questgiver is only given variations of "Whatever, I don't care" in high-pitched filly voices
>pic somewhat related

>>226542
Nigger please.
She is exactly how a 3d women should be.

>>226542
Nigger please.
She is exactly how a 3d women should be.

>>226542
Nigger please.
She is exactly how a 3d women should be.

Boop

>>226543
My fucking sides.
Though as the resident edgelord, I'd probably go for a Lawful Evil wizard personally. Fucking things up magically sounds a lot more fun than stabbing things really hard.

>>226547
Boop!

>>226527
Very nice!

>>226532
Deal. Now meet me in the Cuddle Corner.

>>226511
The colt part is good, but acting like a babby? Nah, you're the one that acts like a babby here.

>>226555
Ah, knew it, it's you.

>>226561
Colt parts ? There isnt one? Also nou, again not a babby reeeeeee

>>226563
I don't know anymore, but one thing for sure is you're enjoying drawing babby things, won't be surprised if you're a babby yourself.
>>226564
The fuck?

>>226442
That was a pretty comfy story, thank you for sharing. It also wrecked my sleeping schedule (you monster).

>>226448
>long form story
Just read the opening scene so far but it seems promising.

>>226590
Glad to hear it! Hope you enjoy. Speaking of sleep, I should do that more, too.

Filly is awake past her bedtime

>>226595
Where’s Twilight when you need her

>>226596
Getting mad pussy down by the river.

Teaser art for the game, looks like we'll be getting a full version soon!

Seeing Blossom so close to crying, you instinctively wrap your hooves around her shoulders. Being this close to her, you can somewhat hear the sound of her mother's voice, so you decide to jump into the conversation on a whim.

"Don't worry Mrs. Banana, she's in good hands!"

Blossom quickly flips from being sad to laughing at your remark. "Psh- Anon! You know my name's not literally Hannah Banana, right?"

"It is now!"

You hear her mother laughing in the background. "So when can we expect her home Ms... Anon?"

"When we've saved the world. In the mean time, watch out for out of control vehicles, because a bunch of people are turning into ponies. In fact, you're talking to one right now!"

"Oh my. Wait, Hannah, you're not-"

Blossom breathes a deep sigh. "Yeah. I'm... I'm a pony now, mom."

She looks like she's about to cry again, so you tighten your hug around her. Her mom is quiet for a little while, but eventually manages to reply, "I still love you, Hannah. Come home safely, we'll figure something out."

Tears start to well up in her eyes, and her voice becomes a little heavier. "I can't, mom. I can't come home until I've fixed all of this. I love you too, but I have- I have a job to do. It won't be easy, and I'll probably be in danger, but if I don't do it, then we're all gonna be in a lot more danger."

Her mother sighs. "Alright, I'll believe you. If you truly believe this is something you need to do, then godspeed. And if you need me, I'm always a phone call away. I'll move Heaven and Earth if I have to."

Blossom finally starts to smile a bit. "Thanks, mom. I'll try and keep in touch if I can. Right now, I think I'll have to go though. I love you."

"I love you too, sweetheart. I'll see you around."

Blossom hangs up the phone and passes it back to Alex. She then promptly collapses onto you and starts crying again. You aren't sure at first if it's because she's sad, or because she's simply overwhelmed with emotion, but four words of hers seem to give you a generally good impression of what's up, "I miss my mom."

My Friend Pedro is a good fucking game.
>>226218 →
>Be Green Clover.
>You're almost done with the third batch of cookies when your mom aggressively tackles you to the ground.
"What-"
>"You aren't safe here."
>A flash later and you're sitting in a small dark room.
>"There, now stay there while I go out."
"Mommy..."
>"Yeah?"
"I'm scared. I don't know what's going on even more than usual, and I don't normally know what's going on."
>"You don't need to know. You just need to know that you're safe."
"Maybe I want to know how I went from a game night to the middle of the woods, or why you've been calling me 'Anon' when nopony else does."
>"Well, I..."
>She slams her head into the wall.
>"N-no, I never would've..."
"Wouldn't have what?"
>"I-it's nothing."
"You sure about that?"
>"Yes, now SHUT THE FUCK UP. I'm doing this all for your own..."
>She shrinks back.
>"I'm just like her, aren't I?"
>You're utterly confused.
"Just like who?"
>You're only answered by softened sobs.
>You trot over to your mommy.
"I think you're the best no matter what you do."
>You nuzzle into her chest.
>"You shouldn't..."
"You've given me a place to stay, granted I don't remember most of my staying there, but you've fed me, snuggled me, and done that thing where I suckle on your weird hemispheres."
>"Breastfeeding, the mark of a foal's complete dependence on its mother."
"That sounds about right, I don't think I could leave and survive."
>"You could. You clearly retain enough of his mind."
"W-what?"
>"Have you ever wondered why you don't remember anything before a certain point?"
"S-sometimes, but you always said not to worry about it. So I didn't."
>"Did I tell you about humans?"
"Yes. In your bedtime stories."
>"You... used to be one. You and I had a complicated relationship. One day you took away something very dear to me, and so I took away something very dear to you."
"W-what was that?"
>"Your humanity."
"And what did I take?"
>"A... friend."
>"You kept being difficult."
>"I took away the rest of your mind too."
>"A clean slate, a fresh filly."
>"And a monster where a righteous pony once stood, if she ever did."
"I... I don't fully understand."
>"I turned you into a filly and then wiped all of your memories and prior knowledge. The process isn't complete, so you probably still have some things from your old life."
"W-what am I if I'm not a filly?"
>"No, no... you're still a filly."
>"You'll probably learn at an accelerated rate, get accepted to a prestigious school and live out the rest of your life in this miserable world."
>"Just like me."
>"So young."
>"So full of hope."
>"All of it crushed by the iron hoof of someone I looked up to."
>"I can't tell you how many times she killed me, let me fade out into the abyss and then brung me back screaming."
>"I have seen beyond the veil."
>"There is nothing."
"You're scaring me..."
>"I... I'm sorry."
>She does her best to put on a smile, but you can see the pain in her eyes.
>"Somepony made cookies, huh? I think I'd like a taste of one of those."
>"And then I can give you some fresh milk, how's that sound?"
>She's clearly hurting, and it's your job to make sure mommy is happy.
>Even if what she says is true...
>You still love her.

>>226601
Just keep hugging her, if anyone thinks there's something good to say they're free to add it

>>226459
Working on something for this right now. "Soon" is relative

Anyone got any draw requests i will draw most things

>>226615
Fluttershy and babby I feel that Butter would be a better momfu for Anonbabby, as she's kinder/more patient and used to dealing with creatures that can't talk or control their bowels.

>>226616
Reee, flutters bad momfu,

Ill add to the babby list

>>226615
Anonmare, ready for

>>226617
>flutters
>bad momfu
you take that back right now, faget!

>>226629
Its a joke, but I'd rather twiggy

Can we all agree that Celestia would objectively make the best mom and that anyone else is complete trash tier in comparison?

>>226637
Unironically this.

>>226601
Hug her a little tighter for a moment, then begin to speak:"I don't have much to feel homesick about, other than food and the internet. But if I did, it'd probably suck, and the feeling wouldn't go away as easily as me willing it to go, or someone telling me it'd be alright." Pause for a moment "But I promise that I'll get you back to your mom in one piece. Maybe not unscathed, but in one piece. And what good is a mid-twenties college dropout brony (weaboo as well, probably?)if he can't even keep a promise to a real life surrogate little sister? What kind of element of loyalty equivalent would I be, for that matter?" If Blossom brings up the fact that Filly kissed her a couple times, say "No chromo." with a straight face, before breaking into laughter.
Look around the table:"Same goes for the rest of you. If you've got something you want to come back to, then I'll do everything I can to make sure you come back safe. And, you know, not a horse."

>>226629
Unironically this. She might not be best m6, (still Twi) but she'd sure as hell be better at her job.

>>226632
>>226637
>>226638
I'd like to believe that the imagine in my head of Celestia as a very warm(no pun intended) and nurturing motherly figure is true. But if there ever was a filly in her care, this would probably happen.

>>226646
image' fuck

>>226568
Reeeee nou how the heck am I a babby,

>>226593
Enjoyed, subscribed & liked.
Hope you find the inspiration to continue and finish it soon.

>>226632
Bugbutt best mom. Just realized I've been following a story on fimfic that might be interesting to some here (or maybe not). Especially the first chapters.
https://www.fimfiction.net/story/429845/to-be-a-changeling

>>226775
>the comment about the changeling transformation ruining the changeling-sympathy fanfiction sphere
I'll definitely read the fic, but that one comment is absolutely perfect to me.

>>226454
>Be Occult Façade
"AAHHHH!"
Ouch, we are sensitive. What kind of shit is the rest of our soul even doing?
>"Mmrff."
>The very least seven large chunks of your soul inhabiting a body, or used to inhabit a body. The smaller fragments stick to other souls.
Good to know.
>Amber is eating out Fancy Pants, and Fancy is loving my lower lips.
Hey how many references to pussy can we do?
>I'm sure we will find out. It's times like this I want to have my penis back, but damn if this doesn't feel good.
>Fancy's face is covered in nearly clear discharge. The milky dots forming a constellation.
>Opening her mouth a barrier of magic separates the inside from the outside. Her tongue, and lips give a peasant tingle as the magic touches my sex once more. Little shocks of pleasure along with her ministrations.
Oh! That actually makes good sense.
>Magic is finally leaking from inside giving the love juice a sparkle, and a shine.
>All our tension, all of our worry is flowing out.
Seems we are alot more pony than I thought.
>"Occult. Last night I said I love you. I'll keep saying it too."
>Those earnest blue eyes opening her heart to me. I can't look away. I'm not forever alone. Not anymore.
"I love you too."
>Then she nibbles my labia yet again. Winking more discharge accumulates on her.
"Woah."
She licked our meatus.
>The urethral opening being probed by her, and a mysterious force. A ghosting of sensation somewhere. Edging me closer to climax once more.
She is raising her hoof, and by Amber herself the intense things she can do with that.
>She probes the space between my genitalia, and anus. Preparing for something.
> It taint for nothing. Your ass is about to be plundered.
>Wha-?
"AHHHH!"

>Be Occult's soul fragment #2
>Something freezing cold is pressing into my butt.
>The twisted wall, and floor art of creatures extend in all directions.
Caribou have us surrounded.
>"The cunt finally woke up. Follow us."
>Feeling a jabbing of the water dildo up. I stood to follow.
We're going to the magical factory.
>He slides the melting replica in, and out. Fuck it's so damned cold.
Unfortunately we'll survive. Ponies are tough.
>It's a long jog to the other door. Sliding in, and out. The chill sticking, and pulling my sensitive rosebud with it, then remelts flowing deeper inside.

>We're here at the factory door. Doing possibly horrendous actions to so many.
>Stepping inside the caribou, their slaves, and I see how vast the complex is.
Oh d-
>"What is th-!"
>Tentacles of gemstone grasp us all. Quickly seperated. We are suppressed. It squeezes my neck.
>Feeling the tentacles groping my whole body from the outside. The last drops of ice water dribble out.
>Strapped to a rune covered slate. I don't wait for long.
>It pushes past my lips, and teeth like pudding. Making me open wide.
We have a feeling it's going to try something new.
>It pulls a slate nearby. A timberwolf much larger than I. Made of sticks, and leaves. Pulling the wooden creature apart it sticks leaves, and small bark down my gullet. It's inserted orally, crushed ever so minuscule. Until nothing is left.
>This time a rainbow apple is wedged in my mouth. My teeth unable to puncture it. It's shocking.
We can still breath.
>Turning me upside down it opens my ponut. On the next slate is sand.
>A slim gem tentacle slides in. Then the sand is poured in. No space left untouched. Just enough room to seal it. Like my mouth.
>A crystal to cap it off. Something is depicted inside it, but I can't quite tell. The tentacles push it in as flesh sticks to it. Everything is packed tightly.
>A windgeo strapped, and sealed in a container as tentacles wiggle in, and out of it.
>A cloud looking block is brought close.
>It's feeling around inside my vagina, then spreading the entrance open the gem tentacles brings the bitter cold wind creature nearer to my exposed sex.
>The gelid creature seeps in. Through my womb to the ovaries down to the bone. The tentacle plugs my introitus sealing the hate induced frost inside as it spreads within.
>A thin tentacle is now penetrating my urethra. Punching through the final barrier of my piss canal it probes once more.
>Instead of a slate. The transparent tentacle expands as a viscous black substance bubbles through the thin tube.
>The hot tar like substance is filling me.
>The thin tentacle pulls back slightly, but still stopping the black goo from leaking. It encircles my clitoris.
>It's too much. I'm painfully aware of it all.
It isn't over yet.

>Oh my-
What the fuck is that!?
>Reality warps weirdly. Wrongness oozes from the air nearby. We are being brought closer. Spinning patterns, as stars wink in and out.
>Chanting, singing, and an unholy scratching noise becomes louder.
>My while body is shaking. Vibrating as the things inserted move, and shift inside me.
>The entire facility moving to the rhythm everything is being pulled tighter, attracted into the center of the wrongness.
>They gyrate even more. The wall and floor of awful living art is dragged closer as well. Screaming of the purpose being complete.
A book.
>Flashing colored darkness as everything almost reaches a climax.
It's making a book.
>We reach the center as something changes.
>We become one with all that it brought. It all becomes me.
We feel each, and every one of their souls, minds, and what used to be their bodies.
>We are a book.
>Nearing completion, as eyes witness the creation of this object. Of my transformation into a tome.
>Moments as the final time strikes something changes.
>Everything goes dark, and warm.
>My front, and back cover feels a throbing, then a hoof.

>Be Occult Façade
>In an act of magicians everywhere Fancy Pants who was fisting me. Pulls a beautiful book out of my butt.
"Ouch."
>"I did what I could."

Consider the following

>>226852
Fucking kek, great work

>>226852
Nice job, but fetus owns them all

>>226852
Relevant

>>226852
>>226858
These are beautiful and LMAO-inducing

>>226868
kek 10/10

>>226852
>>226858
nazbol level ironyposting. I love it.

>>226858
>literal diaperfags
eh

>>226884
No u, diapers are soft, warm, relaxing, and the perfect weapon when Twilight doesn't give you your tendies

>>226868
Wew
Fantastic work, Anon

>>227001
I've heard that girls don't do that sort of things

>>227003
I think you should ask Twilight.

>>227028
>Day 1 in Equestria.
>Twilight is visibly nervous as she tries to get your room set up as fast as possible before bedtime.
>Just as she finally gets the last screw tightened on your bed, Rainbow Dash smashes through the window and obliterates everything.
>Twilight groans externally and facehoofs.
>"You can sleep with me tonight."
>"Aw yeah, sweet!"
>"Not you, Dash. Go home before I reconsider the ethics of pulling feathers out of your wings until you pass out."
>After that quick exit, Twilight gives you a tired smile.
>"Who wants spaghetti?"
"I do!"
>The pasta is so overcooked that it physically snaps when you try to wind it around your fork.
>Twilight gives you another tired smile.
>"Who wants hayburgers?"
"I do!"
>Twenty minutes later and you're happily munching down on your hayburger.
>Twilight's eyes and head are drooping, her mane nearly coming in contact with the greasy table every time before she jerks back up again.
>She's already scarfed down her meal.
>You look around.
>Nobody else in the booths this time of night.
"Twilight...?"
>You can see her wince a bit.
>"Anon, sweetie, you can call me mom."
"Mom?"
>"Yes, Anon?"
"Do mares poop?"
>"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."
"I heard some other filly saying that they don't."
>"Finish up your hayburger, sweetie."
"But-"
>"No buts, it's past your bedtime."
"Awww... okay."
>You snarf down the last two bites that were sitting in the greasy plastic box and hop down onto the floor.
>"Over here, I'm going to teleport us."
>You find yourself sitting on Twilight's bed.
>Twilight is nowhere to be found, so you start playing with your miniature teats like a bongo drum.
>"Alright, lift up your hooves."
>You comply.
>A warmth starts to envelop your hindquarters as Twilight liftsthem up.
>She slides a diaper under your ass before threading your tail through the hole and taping it up.
>"One more thing."
>She lifts up your whole body before sliding you into a sleeperwith a lot of room in the ass and buttons for checks.
>She zips it up.
>"In this house, we learn through experience. I want you to find out for me if mares poop, okay sport?"
"O-okay..."
>She ruffles your mane and pulls you in close before snuffing out the lamp.
>"Goodnight, Anon."
"Nini mama..."

>>227036
>nini
What did he mean by this?
Nicely done
>>226868
NOT FOR SEXUAL

>>227064
Great work, super cute

You're really improved

>>227081
That is a lewd filly.

>>227081
good shit
IWTCIAF

>>226868
Didn't think I'd ever see more from you, nice job.
Y-you're gonna stick around for a bit this time, right?

>>227108
Babby is angry

"And if you tell anyone about this, you're dead meat."
>"Oh, I'm dead meat am I?"
>You thread your hands together.
"No way you could afford to care for all these fillies during a major conflict with the changelings."
>"Mhm, and how do you think I got these fillies?"
"You turned men into oh fuck-"
>You have no time to react before a frying pan connects with your head and knocks you clean out.
>...
>You groggily open your eyes.
>You're in the middle of a grassy field on a supply crate.
>You feel cuffs on your arms.
>A gruff stallion walks over, you recognize his uniform.
"You have no idea how good it is to see a fellow officer."
>Your voice sounds... off.
>"Then tell me, why is an officer dressed in her birthday suit?"
"Her? You don't understand, I'm Anon Y Mous."
>"Sure you are. On your feet private."
>You look down at yourself. You're a filly now.
>You try to get up, only to remember that not only are you in a new body, you're also cuffed.
>You eat shit in the mud.
"I don't belong here. General Twilight turned me into this after I found out about her misappropriation of funds. Do I look like a mare to you?"
>"Well, let's see here... says on this slip of paper that you're a deserter with dwarfism, would do anything to get out of combat. Says you'd try to defame the general, and it also says you'd pull some stunt to make it look like you're new to your body. Sorry private, she's got you all figured out."
>You hear a zipper coming open.
>"Now get a move on that way before I decide to have me one last thrill with you before your coward brains get blown out."
>You gulp and conply.
"Get my... coward brains blown out?"
>"Battle tomorrow will be a slaughter for earth ponies like you. Most casualties we've had this war have been your sorry race."
>You're so completely fucked.
>...
>"J-squad, Private Hornet. Private Hornet, J-squad."
>You nervously wave at the three male zebras and two female griffons that stand before you.
>The officer who you've learned's name is Buttercup pulls up the covers on one of the ziggers' beds.
>"Now Xfutu, what did I tell you about gambling?"
>"Don't like it, sir."
>"And why not?"
>"Implies that we are not the masters of our own fate, sir."
>"Eat the cards."
>You're served a Joker and two Aces.
>The taste is disgusting.
>The cards cut your throat on the way down, and you have to stifle a sob.
>A man is allowed to only cry two times in his life.
>When he loses his father.
>And when he loses his country.
>Since the state of both actual is undefinable, you can't cry.
>You stand stoically and eat your cards, coppery blood running down the inside of your throat.
>You spit out blood in Buttercup's face.
>"Now that, was a mistake."
>Youfeel your head impact with the wall before you go under again.
>...
>"Wake up. We attack in an hour."
>God dammit, all of this shit wasn't a nightmare.
>If you die, you die with honor.
>...
"One fucking knife? That's all I get?"
>Buttercup shrugs as he hands the next pony down the line an assault rifle.
>Your best chance of escape is right before combat.
>If you had training it would be one thing, but this.
>This is suicide.
>...
>Buttercup personally flies you out on his back.
>He drops you from a height of fifteen feet.
>Your hind leg shatters on inpact.
>Screaming in pain, other ponies simply shrug you off.
>Changelings dive from the sky, ripping into throats with fangs and spraying viscera.
>In your incapacitated state, you hear a buzzing.
>God no...
>A changeling queen stands over you, ovipositor extended.
>You feel it start to enter you as her head comes closer, sharp fangs aiming for your neck.
>Fuuuuuck that.
>You pull out your knife and gore her, green blood splattering all over your green coat.
>A mortar goes off nearby and you feel yourself being blown to smithereens...
>You're handcuffed on top of the crate.
>Buttercup approaches you.
>What the fuck?
Live. Die. Repeat.

>>227094
Yeah, I still have couple unfinished request anyway

>>226858
I must say that is not how toilets look, clearly the artist doesn't use one

>>227144
That's a new flag...
VPN fillies?

>>226601

You wrap your hooves much tighter around Blossom as she softly sobs into your fur. "Look, Hannah. I don't have much to feel homesick about other than food and the Internet. If I did though, it wouldn't go away just because I willed it to, or someone told me everything was gonna be alright."

You pause briefly, trying to think of the next thing to say. As you do, Blossom mutters under her breath, "still sucks though." You don't have much to say to that.

"Anyways, I will promise that I'll get you back to your mom in one piece. Maybe not unscathed, but in one piece. After all, what good is a mid-twenties college dropout brony if he can't keep a promise to a real life surrogate little sister? Hell, what kind of Element of Loyalty would I be for that matter?"

Blossom smiles at that. "So... we're still doing that thing where I'm your sister, Lyra's your brother, and Twilight's our mama?"

Lyra glances over at you. "When was this decided?"

"Back in Ponyville," Blossom answers for you. "I think we still needed a daddy and a grandma. Maybe that could be Daring and Coco?"

"Pass", Coco immediately protests. "Already been a grandma. Why can't I be the younger sister for once?"

Blossom giggles. "Cause Anon's the kind of weirdo that kissed his sister... on the lips!"

Daring almost chokes as she hears this. "Holy shit. I thought I was the pervert here. What are you, a pedophile?"

"Uh... no chromo?"

"She's like 12 though, isn't she?"

"Yeah, and I'm like the same age right now, yeah? Besides, didn't you fuck a wallaby?"

Alex immediately looks up from his notepad. "What the fuck are you guys talking about. Are you in some kind of a sex cult? And are you sure you should be drinking if you're both 12?"

GIFs from Bit.

>>227172
Time out is too good for you.

>>227172
i understand the purple eyes now

>>227172
Aww, she's taking after her momma!

https://mcpalm.itch.io/fillyastray
Oh yeah, also another demo is out.
Gonna warn ya, stairs do not work yet.

>>227178
Okay, apparently you can walk up them by pressing W and S, some reason...

>>227081
Lovely work

>>226607
Interesting... wonder what Twi means by that.

>>227187
Could be Celestia. Lone has been dropping a lot of juicy lore lately.

>>227188
Yeah, could be that. Or Twiggy has figured out about the parallel universes

/r/ing a filly listening to Pedro's demands to murder ponies.

>>226850
>Be Occult's soul fragment #2 (A Book)
>"...and that's why we can't actually reemerge together."
"Hold on one fucking moment!"
>My voice somehow radiating from my durable paper like form.
"What you are saying is that we have been split at the soul. Most memories from before are the same between us right."
>"That's right."
This is going to be a long talk.
>Laying on the sexual fluid covered bed. Apparently I'm stain proof. This is going to be an excruciatingly difficult day. I continue my rant. The white-ish, and blue mare left after the impromptu orgy stopped.
"You're basically a pony shaped staff."
>"Mhmm."
"I'm now a filly turned into a magical book. That apparently from the eldritch horror we contacted can do magic."
>"Exactly."
"That pulled me as I finished transforming out of your ass. I swear... if you have something stuck in your plot to make this work. I'm going to lose my shit."
>"I assure you the only thing in her vagina at the time was Fancy Pants' mouth."
Then there is those cans of worms.
>At least technically we banged a pony. Even if it's ethically dubious. If only we weren't a book.
Well, we do have access to magic...
>Actual magic! Extreme time travel kind of bullshit here we come! That might make this whole clusterfuck worth it. Why haven't we done that yet anyway?
"So about magic, the occult, cosmic horrors... did we figure out some good time travel shenanigans?"
>"There are tons of really nasty things waiting for time travelers that aren't prepared enough. Those sorts of entities tend to be beyond time, and also space. Even as we are now it's just asking for them to find you. Trust me I've researched that during my stay with Amber. The only ones that are available are too limited for practical use."
That's almost the kind impassioned speech we would think about. Doesn't feel quite right.
"Alright, we'll talk about it more later. So we're almost a fully fledged wizard now. Just need a hat..."
We're not okay if she is being led around by her 'master'. Something really wrong must have happened, or we are plotting something.
>We're going to figure this out. We trust ourselves enough to give us a chance.

>Be Fancy Pants
>Leaving Occult Façade, Amber, and herself that turned into a book alone.
>To prepare a bath.
>We can't smell like sex out in public.
>At this rate there will be a whole house filled with Occult. Not even including Amber...

>Be Occult's soul fragment #4
I'm impressed that Sunset hasn't tripped over herself yet, and that we made it into town without it pouring on us.
>That's some good luck right there. We have a place to sleep, and most modern comforts.
Hooray! The internet! Now we just need some devices, and a connection. Then finding out about history, and a map.
>"You seem awfully competent for this new world. Considering your previous position, and age."
"Ah, that my dear is a secret you will probably find out later. First, thing is what do you want to do here?"
The question that we can compare with what we know.
>"I'm not sure, but it's the furthest place we could go without them finding us easily. I'm sure their plans would not be good for either of us."
>I see her shudder, and I mirror her action. If what we overheard from being a footstool is true she doesn't have family left to go back to.
Owning firearms incase they somehow find us is now at a higher priority.
>Laying on the bed, togther. We both try to give the other some space, but the art studio bed position isn't all that fun. Falling down that far would be very unpleasant.
It's nearly unfurnished, the ventilation duct is odd to see. So it the massive window.
>"Good night, Anonymous. "
"Good night, Sunset."
>Shame we're used to sleeping in the nude that both those windows are there, and we are living with a roommate. The Christmas lights are on that makes it a bit harder too.
That's a fire hazard.
>Still, it beats sleeping at the end of the bed.
We won't have to eat from the floor either.
>Thunder booms, and echos across the room. Rain pitters across the roof, and aforementioned windows.
>We won't witness what horrid deeds they do.
It's a real shame we freed the night molester.
>It is. I really do hope they end each other over something petty.
Finding out if we are in an earthquake area would be prudent tomorrow as well.
>Yeah.

>The sun is shining.
Did we sleep in!? The prince won't be-
Oh, right.
>Hunh that wasn't one of his dreams to mess with us.
This is the first day of the rest of our life, as a free man.

>How old are we? Physically speaking we might have to go to school.

>Be Occult Façade
That was a real enlightening conversation.
>I know. Hope we figure something out about my book self not having a body.
Getting cleaned up first, then breakfast, then we head to the castle.
>Then we take over the world.
"How are you holding up? With being a book."
>"You know, can't do much about it yet. So far it's really boring not being able to do anything. Apparently magic is just out of our grasp yet again."
"I understand that."
>Hey, I have a good idea.
"Remember that time when we were on a zip line at camp?"
>"Hmmm, ah! Yeah I remember. You remember that time we stood there in the hallway."
Hallway...
>Oh, right time as a human.
There it is.
"I remember. Do you know the-"
>"We're here."

>Be Occult's soul fragment #5
>Shhhh.
Sor-
>Shh.
>Round table. Disgusting blobs. Through the legs.
>In ten.

>Seven.

>Two.
>One.
>We bolt around the monsters.
>So close to being reunited to our subjects. Watch out for that!
We're in the hole.
>Good work.
I wonder how they faired while we were away.
>We brought back what they needed to eat.
The heads rolling out of bag frozen in horror. The chefs make clean cuts for sure.
>They must be hungry.
AHH!
>Shhhhh.
>You'll wake the sleeping ones.

>>227210
Of course the fucking image didn't post the first time around.

>>227217
You're a god. Thank you. Now I can sleep soundly knowing that at least something good has been accomplished with my day.

>>227171
"Twelve in body, not in mind with the exception of Hannah. There's no sex cult, the aussie was just big into fucking animals before we met; all the rest of us have been lukewarm about being that intimate at most."

>>227171
Shit's fucked, my dude. You don't want to go down that rabbit hole.

>>227215
I really want to know what's going on here, but I simply don't have the time to dig through the old threads. Could you please keep a pastebin updated? I guarantee you'd get more readers if you did.

>>227273
I finally got around to making an actual pastebin account.
Just editing slightly so it doesn't have six return lines.
So it may look different than the original.
I'll keep this paste updated.
Not everything is there yet, but I'll work on that.
Also I has email. [email protected]

https://pastebin.com/GNP9EePY

>>227276
It's finally fully uploaded.

>>227273
mate, im caught up and i dont know whats going on here
its a beautiful scroll of insanity

>>227217
Wew

>>227274
Hnnng. Would pretend she's a big filly and let her hang out with me

>>227171

"12 in body, not in mind... except for Hannah. There's no sex cult, the Aussie was just big into fucking animals before we met... and all of us are lukewarm about intimacy at most."

There are a few objections immediately to your mostly truthful response, all said simultaneously. From Blossom and Daring you hear, "Hey, I'm 13 in mind, not 12. I was in Equestria way longer than you!" and, "Oh come on, you fuck one Wallaby and suddenly you're a zoophile?" Twilight is a bit more tongue-in-cheek, simply noting, "Oh who are you calling warm?"

Throughout all of it, Alex seems completely confused. Not wanting to dig too much deeper, you simply offer, "Perhaps it might be best to omit certain personal details in your report. We're a bit of a messed up bunch." He seems to agree, noting, "Right. And given that we don't want the rest of these folks hearing the more... intimate details, maybe we should just finish up and get out of here?"

You nod. "Yeah..."

"And no more wine for Hannah," he adds.

>>227290
oof

Finally got around to reading this. Holy shit, what a mood. Why is it that we don't get new filly stories like this anymore?
https://www.fimfiction.net/story/438492/flashback

>>227274
>Babby walking on her own
No respect for the lore at all
jk it's very cute

>>227291
>Filly's special power is a fear aura
>Uses it in all sorts of creative ways

>>227299
How do I hack fimfiction accounts? Completely unrelated to the story, o-of course
>pic related

>>227302
>Longest green of any writefag here, most of it abuse.
>"No abuse here."
I... what?
Is this one of those jokes the kids these days are talking about?

>>227291
Wee woooo...
Wee woooo…

Wee wooooooo...

More WIP stuff.

>>227290
"Fine by me. That was the only glass she was getting. And she won't be getting any more alcohol for a long time." Give Hannah a quick stealthy wink if possible.

>>227215
>Be Fancy Pants
>The bubble filled tub that is tastefully enchanted platinum rimmed. Matching all the faucets, and plumbing. That put a reasonable dent in my finances at the time. Well worth the cost with no problems.
>The pure white marble for my personal tub has indeed served me well over the years. For the second time it wil hold others.
>Scubbing down Occult, and Amber as the book stays on the counter. Apparently meditating, and is figuring out how she actually works.
>The only reason why I'm personally doing the cleaning, despite them being fully able to so on their own, is because we need to make sure nothing remains of our activities.
>Also I like feeling her. Every section.
>"Can you pick up a cake on the way to ths castle?"
>Occu- has soap over her mouth.
>The pony turned book said it.

>The walk to the castle is fairly calm. The schedule for today should be heavy precipitation, with slight thunder throughout the entire day.
>Thankfully it starts after I hoof Occult, her book, and Amber over to Princess Luna.

>Be Princess Luna
>Thank harmony.
>Fancy Pants is here with Occult, and Amber.
>Using human magic as a guide to test if I could summon water. It worked.
>It required nearly all the common wine, and the chocolate...
>Not quite a fair trade, but the potential seems quite limitless.
>Celestia has been quite cross with me. Just need a way to contain the situation.
>"Princess Celestia, Princess Luna..."
>Fancy Pants brought exactly the kind of cake my sister wanted.
>"Princess..."
>Fancy Pants just opened up Occult's saddle bag. Levitating something wrapped in cloth.
>That book looks particularly like the Forgotten Books in that place.
>"There might be a slight problem."
>A recognizable voice is radiating from the book.
>"Geeze that sucked. Anyway, do you have any spells that can turn things into a pony, or something?"
>Sigh, you know what this is fine. I'll buck two clouds with one kick.
>"Twilight would love a book companion..."
>"No way! The last time I saw her she banished me to the north for the fucking Caribou! Damned you'll be excellent bait..."
>Never knew a book could mumble.

>Be Occult's soul fragment #4
>This place has gotten to feel alot more like home than I thought it would. I even got an improvised kitchen set up.
It's only possible due to how bizarre this place is.
>Sunset Shimmer, and I have a part-time job. Child labor laws in this country are weird, but it is advantageous.
Not to mention how technology is progressing like Earth's. Some bad actors are actually doing some shit here.
>But people are actually doing something about them too. Not all of them. At least it's something.
No government taxes or paperwork. The whole situation is completely weird. It's almost, an Anarcho-Capitalist, and National Socialism, and 'Merica fuck yeah, and Sweden before it got subverted rolled into one.
>Yeah...
>Everything about this place is just...
Too nice?
>Exactly.
>The streets are always nice. People are carefree. Hell, the cashiers at the grocery store were full of cheer.
>The leading cause of death. Old age, followed by Acts of Nature, then accidents. That is insane!
Hard to believe that with a few shadow dictators making the big decisions. Probably it's the alicorn counter parts.
>The door opens as Sunset looks to me while I'm at the computer.
>Doing research.
>"Anonymous! Celestia, his female counterpart here, is actually nice, and Discord is a guy and the art teacher!"
Fuck yeah! Don't have to worry about his douche baggieness.
"Don't sweat it."
>I see her face stop. Like a record about to hit the curb because it took too long to reach the climax.
>"Anonymous... it's both of their counterparts! Vice Principal Luna-"
"We're in a whole different world now. Some information, and actions do cross over. But! I think the world we came from isn't the root of those variations..."
>Fucking hell my childish voice is not at all reassuring.
"While you were at work, then at school I was doing threat assessment, and research."
>"Alright fine I'll bite what did you find?"
>She is setting her bag down looking at the screens. Damaged partially working screens. Importantly it's free. Have to stretch the money just incase.
It's only been a few weeks, but time really does fly by.
"Major threats to the world at large are being taken care of by professionals. Tirek has been imprisoned for life at the highest security prison Tartarus."
>A video of a old man clinging on to his youth doing exercises. White hair, red skin, black markings, shirt, and pants.
"He was bent for world domination no matter the cost. Unofficially he had the power to absorb the youth, and vitality of others, but it's considered a conspiracy."
>Clicking to another window I show her a porn page.
>She let's out a low whistle.
"Whoops."
>Quickly closing that I click the right one. Griffonic peoples in a battered homeland rocky, and ruined. Along with a blurry picture of a humanish Ahuizotl.
"Daring Doo isn't just a fictional series here either. Someone is out there making sure bad guys are stopped. Almost no ambiguous grey zones either. Bad guys are bad, and the good guys are good."
>"Hey what's that?"
>Pointing toward the tabs about various magic, and occult findings.
"That might be the secret magics of this world."
>"So about those pictures..."

>That is how I got roped into giving Sunset the birds, and the bees talk about humans. With the assistance of the internet to make sure the knowledge I knew isn't entirely false.
Also how we were 'forced' into school.

>Be Occult's soul fragment #5
>Yes, my children make sure to suckle enough.
No. Please, make it stop.
>We both know we can't do that.
There is still time. We ju-
>Shhhhh. That sound is our freedom, our spawns feasting. The monsters will fear us.
Dried blood, and specks of brain, and spine coat the floor. What have we done.
>Shhh. They need to grow up nice and strong for the slaughter.

>>227372
does that first filly have a stand?

>>227468
You have no idea what you have wrought, posting a JoJo filly.

>"Good grief...are you faggots done bickering yet?"

https://pastebin.com/RWedJSug
New link to omakes, one-shots, spinoffs, and other stuff related the story.

>>227468
>>227469

You expected a link, and pastebin made by Occult Façade, but it was me DIO!>>227469

The blade calls.

>>227524
This is nonsensical, if she can turn a human into a filly she can sure as hell turn a mudpone into a unicorn

>>227539
Who's to say she turned you into a filly? Anons could just end up as the filly in the first place. As the energy required to transform someone into a completely different species would be immense, I doubt she would turn humans to fillies; and I doubt even more that she would screw up the natural order by changing your filly type. she'd just be silently disappointed in the mudponies, though she wouldn't say anything because she isn't an asshole.

>>227543
>Who's to say she turned you into a filly? Anons could just end up as the filly in the first place.
This
I personally like the idea of Equestria's ambient magic being the cause, and thus making each Anon into the type of filly most aligned with themselves
of course, this would cause the pic above to be non-applicable, but that's beside the point

>>227543
>>227550
I like this headcanon.

>>227550
This being said, only deserving Anons should get to be the filly. Some writefaggotry or drawfaggotry should be required, at least being more than a shitposter or lurker in the thread.

>>227469
i don't, actually
so have another!

>>227563
Yes, because encouraging namefags to circlejerk has never caused anything bad to happen in a thread. No, never.

>>227567
>All content has to be posted under a name
Found the retard.

>>227510
Filly craves sour candy

>>227592
This. Give the poor filly a warhead or a bag of salt and vinegar chips before she starts drinking raw nuclear waste

>>227563
I practice a higher form of content creation than writefaggotry or drawfaggotry and will be the alicorn filly who flushes the rest of you shits down the toilet and out of Equestria.

>>227594
I can't believe shitposter anon is a better contentfag than actual contentfags!

>>227595
Go die, normie.

>>227843
So, we have "Kill Yourself" filly and "Fuck Off" filly already. Is "Go Die" filly a new, /mlpol/ original filly?

>>227849
I think so

>>227595
Best filly

Filly?

>>227890
Now that's just depressing...

>>227595
But what if, persay; I drew and wrote on top of being a master shitposter?

>>227890
>>227891
Personally, I see it as happy rather than depressing
Twiggles finds out about Anon's mommy issues, and proceeds to become the loving mother he never had

>>227893
That's what makes it depression: >she will never

>>227872
Filly is a cute
>>227874
God I wish that were me
>>227891
See >>227302
>>227894
Delet this

>>227894
DELET

>>227911
All according to keikaku

>>227913
God damn, saved to oblivion.
never enough filly abuse art, and filly encapsulates Bart pretty well.

Hahaha...
Diaperfags, amirite?

>>227464
>Be Occult Facade
>Walking with Luna, and Celestia as we continue to plot. Not sure what they are so worried about either.
>How do we convince the princesses that being part of our group is not only helpful, but practically required to save the world?
That is a tall order, but we're sure they are reasonable. Our patron really is the best. Shouldn't be all that hard.
>"... that is how I got here."
>We did hear all of that right?
Hunh? Yeah we did we'll look through it later.
>More importantly spreading the enlightening glory of the wise king.
They will understand. When Fancy Pants follows, others will too. The princesses follow the world will as well.

>Be Occult's soul fragment #4
>School isn't all that bad.
More importantly plans for the future. After all this. What do we actually want to do with our life.
There isn't a threat trying to subvert the whole world, or chains holding us back. What do we really want to do?
>I don't know...
>"Anonymous, what are you thinking about for dinner?"
>Sunset Shimmer is settling into a game streamer on the side. The content is actually pretty good.
"How about grilled cheese with tomato soup?"
I think we have some basil, and milk too.
>She nods.
>"Good choice chef."
>The door bell rings.
Odd.
>"Oh drat! I forgot the principal, and vice principal are coming."
Fuck. We should've not interrupted Sunset from worrying. Not much to do about it now.
"We can't leave them by the door that will make them more suspicious."
>"Just a moment!"
>The rainbow hair, a distinctive presence.
W-we need to calm down.
>"Greetings, Miss Shimmer I hope we haven't come at a bad time?"
>"No! I mean please come in. It isn't much, but make yourself at home."
>Luna shuts the door.
>Locking it.
For fucks sake don't panic! We aren't with them.
>We lean on the corner of the wall trying to not collapse. To not curl into a ball as they have their way with us.
>"When we detected the gateway activating we expected an army, or at the very least specialists. Instead we have you two."
They aren't wasting any time.
>"Tell us everything. Let's start with you little kid. What did you do before?"
Slow! Slow and deep!
"I was the royal sex slave, a concubine, before that his foot stool."
>Luna's words are lost on me. I see Sunset Shimmer speak, but they too slip by me. We're still standing.
>"I-"
Breath slower damnit! Passing out now would be bad. Hold your breath as we process more carbondioxide.
>I'm okay. I'm just fine.
>"-ame here."
>Celestia actually relaxes as she speaks. A tried smile.
>"Sorry, about the harm you have both gone through."
>She gives a quick look to her sister, Luna.
>"We know of a great restaurant. It's our treat for humoring us for this long. They have some of the most excellent soup."
>I see Sunset say something as she nods.
Keep it nice, and slow. On the bright side we can afford to imbibe soda pop.
>That's a synonym about drinking right?
It is. Keep it calm.

>Be Princess Luna
>In my bedroom nearly alone. I have the living book in my possession. All parties agreed that I can study her with her consent.
>Right now though. We are discussing a troubling matter.
>"We're not normally like that. Not with something we are actually interested in. Even then we can fake attention better than that."
>That seems true. Occult's lessons on earth pony magic doesn't seem to hold the same interest she had about a day ago.
"She changed too much. Not all of that for the better."
>"From what I've observed she's attached to the hip to Amber the still bound eldritch horror."
>Most concerning. She pontificated to us about much of her time in that ruinous place. The ideas, and concepts were disjointed, freshly flawed.
"Indeed, she made a pact to escape from a place between, and beyond dimensions."
>Continuing to turn her fine, comfortable pages. Just flipping is its own joy, but the writing is exquisite. Despite the subject matter.
>"If what you told me is true of the escapades that has gone on here I don't envy her all that much. Further more- Ohhhh~!"
>Suppose I can't do that either. A book mark, or turning the page, by mouth or hoof, would be too much stimulation.
"Sorry."
>"It's alright. Somehow we need to understand the root of the matter at hand. We're diverging further away from our positive traits."
>Ah ha! An index.
>"If I had to guess though. She has become the willing plaything of the eldritch horror. I wouldn't be surprised if she insists on indoctrinating others into her cult."
"Buck. The situation could be much much worse... Oh wow you glow as well."
>"That is very true. So, um, what are the plans for tonight? Going into her dreams could be very dangerous."
"She has quite a bit more problems, and nuances than just that. Her pony psyche is fractured, not quite what the relationship between you, and the human subconscious."
>"Really? A pony subconscious?"
"You don't have one?"
>"We don't for the pony side."
"I wonder..."

>"Going inside me?"
"Really is a surprise how emotive you are as book Having a mental baseline to compare you both to would help."
>She does have some fascinating knowledge within her pages too.
>Sleeping with a book to understand its secrets...

>Be Occult's soul fragment #5
That is awful!
>Don't be so mean to our progeny. See the one still clapped to us needs more nurturing to become a disposable unit of destruction.
Hey! What are they doing!?
>Shhhhhh.
>We need more troops for the upcoming war. It's only natural they wish to combine with us.
Oh g- mmffhh
>I suppose I'll go with the action as well. As many as possible no matter the origin. You see I've been... upgrading my self. Yes, improvements.
Mmmffffh!
>It does feel good, but work before pleasure.
>Come on mount your mother, and daddy. Have to finish before it's feeding time again. Clentch me harder.
mfhh.
>I'll have to do it myself too.
MMFFHH!
>It's not that bad.
>We have the whole week to grow our army.

I wish for filly to pee in my mouth.

>>227929
Well, you're a few days late to the party.

>>227925
Hnnng. Great work Not Lone. That shirt is accurate.

All you fillies are cute!

>>228189
N-no u!

>>227929
H-hot
>Anon will never lift your squirming filly form up and squeeze you, forcing you to release your full bladder into his mouth

>>228209
U 2, QT

>>228217
R-r-reeeee...

>>228221
Kek, nice work

>>228227
Top kek, filly is in for a rough time.

>>228227
Kek. Hope she's not going to hard mode

I don't know why, but I was inspired to make this. Enjoy.

>>227290

You shrug. "Fine by me. That was the only glass I was planning on giving her tonight anyways. Probably won't be giving her any more for a looooong time." As you say this, you flash a quick wink in her direction as soon as you think Alex isn't looking. Of course if you ever make it back to Equestria, you fully intend to engage in another raid of Mama Velvet's liquor cabinet, bringing her along and maybe sharing some with your other friends.

You wince as you realize you are now thinking about what you will do when you get home to Equestria, when before you were thinking about what to do when you get home to Earth. Where even is home for all of you? Is home with family or with friends? Could you kill two birds with one stone by bringing some family members back to Equestria with you, or would that create more problems? These thoughts plague your mind for the rest of your time in the restaurant.

As you step outside, the thoughts quickly dissipate as you bear witness to the pandemonium. There have been quite a few car crashes, and it smells as though something in the distance may be on fire, although you're not quite sure what. Looking around to see how bad the damage is, you take a count of every living sapient being around you that isn't in your friend group, and find that approximately 1 in 10 are ponies, many of whom are in a state of nervous breakdown. This doesn't seem good.

>>228225
Punished Twilight

>>228238
Heisenberg says "relax"

>>228293
That would be punished filly.

>>228316
That'sthejoke.png

>>228316
Why the hell are you namefagging for no reason? At least Lone and ass are clearly working on things.

Based Anonfilly giving /mlpol/ the winning goal for their second star.

>>228661
Anyone please I beg You!
Draw Anonfilly scoring a goal against /britpol/!!!!

>>228665
Draw it yourself.

>>228713
But I can't.

>>228716
I believe in you.
I'm also tired from traveling, or I would draw it for ya. Grab a piece of paper and a pen, give it a good shot. You might be surprised.

the orange has ripened and is now a football champion.

>>228838
*soccer
:^)

Anonfilly cuddle-buddy

>>228802
Aight, I'll do it
4u
After I'll sleep for a bit.

>>228838
I still think the model ought to be made green to better reflect this thread
If not that, then compromise by either swapping between several different colored fillies each match or just using a teal filly

Does filly like gladiator movies?

>>228874
I bet filly dresses up as a Spartan in order to maintain some level of masculinity, only to falter because another filly offered a cute outfit she couldn't tsundere her way out of wearing.

>>228874
Probably. She was a giant faggot even before she was a filly after all.

>>228886
How dare you call gladiators gay! Y-you're gay!

>>228888
Digits say I'm a fag.