/mlpol/ - My Little Politics

>>253639 →
Yeah, hopefully.

>>253650
>"Yeah Twilight grown ass men play with adult dolls."
>"Adult dol- oh."
And the Purple's lewdness grew three sizes that day.

>>253659
Nice work, can you make a poner version too? It's top cute.

(not filly anon but rather some green OC, still cute tho)

>>253661
Anon, if you had taken TWELVE SECONDS IN PHOTOSHOP AND RECOLORED HER MANE THAT WOULD BE A VALID POST
WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU POST SOME RANDOM-ASS GREEN OC HERE?!

>>253662
Recoloring the hair would've looked like shit due to the artist choosing to use a slightly transparent brush. Calm down Captain CAPS.

>>253663
THEN WHY LINK IT AT ALL
IT HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH FILLY YOU FAGGOOTER

>>253664
I WILL POST ANOTHER. THIS IS THE FUTURE YOU CHOSE.

>>253665
Green fur: Check.
Green eyes: Check.
Looks like a faggot: Check.
Black hair: Che- very disappoint.

>>253667
THIS.

WHY ARE WE ALL SHOUTING

I'M CONFUSED AND SCARED

>>253667
Pretty much this

>>253660
But he did do a horse of it? >>253650

>>253669
Shush, go to beb

>>253661
As an anon with nothing but time and shit tier mspaint skills here you go an upgraded version of an unknown OC to an Anonfilly. don't pay any attention to the hair it's shit.

>>253671
BASED.

>>253672
And redpilled!

>>253665
>>253671
An equally shit one this time with the shape tool because this image is fucking bigger than the other one,

>>253674
Maybe my eyes are bad, but the original looked dark enough to pass as an anoncolt. But in the end it doesn't matter I suppose.

>>253677
BUT WHY IN THE EVERLIVING FUCK WOULD WE WANT ANONCOLT HERE?

>>253678
I DON'T KNOW I DIDN'T POST THE ORIGINAL PICTURES STOP SHOUTING AT MEEEEE

>>253679
YOU WERE THE ONE WHO TALKED ABOUT IT PASSING FOR ANONCOLT
ANONCOLT IS NOT SOMETHING THAT WE CAN CONSIDER TO BE EVEN A MINIMUM REQUIREMENT HERE
ERADICATE ALL COLTS

>>253680
Hmmm. >>253665
HMMMM. That's one fuggly Anonfilly.
>>253671
Since I still had the picture on my computer I thought Why have someone elses OC in the picutre when it already pretty close to orange Anonfilly.

>>253679
Everything will be okay here's a friend.

>>253681
GREEN FILLY NO
SEB IS NOT A GOOD ROLE MODEL
ORANGE FILLY NO
TWILIGHT IS NOT A GOOD ROLE MODEL

>>253415 →

Part Five of my extremely elaborate and well thought out comic with anonfilly and one purple

>>253684
FUCKING NOT AGAIN
god damn MK ultra turning my fillies around

>>253681
Now thay I look back on it the black hair on black hair forms the shape of a heart. Ha! Gaey! I really should have defined the edges more. Unfortunately the question mark still looks funky.
Looks alot better on mobile where all the details just blend together.
>>253684
>Oh no.
Indeed. it's good shit thanks for posting it.

>>253681
Whoa, that's actually pretty cute when you turn that poner into orangefilly. Pretty gae though

>The "Best Night Ever" in Equestria.
>It wasn't my first tangle with the event.
>The warpaint may be different, but the preparation was similar.
>I had spent the entire day getting primped and brushed in new and unfamiliar ways.
>Well, somewhat. The Makeover Squad had descended upon me a few times for public events, but this was another level entirely.
>Even Raven was there, giving a crash course ettiquette refresher as I was getting swarmed.
>Eventually, the makeup sea parted, and I was led off toward a large set of double doors.
>Some horns blared on the other side as my escort hastily made themself scarce.
>"Miss Emerald Dawn!" someone... er... somepony on the other side announced as the doors swung open.
>Showtime.
>Back straight, head up, all that jazz.
>Given the gauntlet I'd been put through, I was ready.
>I even managed to not flinch too much at the lights and camera flashes as I made my way into the ballroom.
>Given I was wearing an outfit by a pony with a penchant for putting sparkly things everywhere, I'd wouldn't be surprised if somepony got blinded.
>I reached the stairs that Celestia was already atop.
>Right. Hoof back. Don't fidget those wings. Careful now.
>With a well-coached bow, I ascended to stand beside her.
>Yo, sunbutt. 'sup.
"Good evening, Mother."
>The words tasted foul in my mouth and grated against my soul.
>Nonetheless, Celestia smiled widely, eyes twinkling.
>"Good evening, my little sunshine. You look lovely."
>I'd better fucking look awesome, or else someone's gonna get the boot.
>... Somepony. Need to keep up the illusion.
>Think of the booze.
>With a smile that felt like it wanted to run screaming if I didn't keep it pinned in place, I stepped up and gave a hug to the giant sunhorse.
>She returned in kind, beaming even brighter.
>It almost broke my heart that I was only doing it to fulfill my end of our little bargain. Almost.
>I took up a position to her side, and the main doors opened, letting in the horde of prim, prissy, and proper ponies.
>Far too many had their noses raised far enough to seem a parody.
>A line quickly began forming for ponies to greet their princess.
>Courteous smiles. Small greetings.
>Over and over, I was told how 'precious' I looked.
>Not. Fucking. Cute.
>That thought got stuffed down before it got a chance to show.
>Colts and fillies, some looking more uncomfortable than others, were dragged up and practically forced in front of me.
>Over and over, proud parents insisted that their little darling and I would 'become the most inseperable of ponies'.
>Never mind how much it might look like their child got beaten nightly with a stick. ...or needed to be.
>I at least gave polite smiles and courteous, if curt, greetings to the poor children turned political pieces.
>I could feel it crawling underneath my skin, begging to be let out to tell the parents how shitty they were.
>...
>Cram it down.
>The next pony in line sent a fidget through a wing that I couldn't stop in time.
>The snooty spa addict looked down her snout at me.
>Oh how I wanted to beat that look off her face.
>...control. Think of the booze.
>I could feel my teeth creak.
>"Ahh, Princess. Lovely to see you again."
>"A pleasure to see you again as well. I hope you enjoy the Gala."
>The cunt's gaze turned directly toward me.
>Play it cool. Give her a bow. Bitches love a good bow.
"I feel I should apologize for my tone at our last meeting."
>With a disdainful sniff, she turns back to Celestia.
>"I see that you've managed to tame your little Tartarus spawn. Truly, is there nothing you can't do?"
>My eye twitched.
>I could feel my hackles rise.
>Bold words from someone within biting distance.
>No... play it proper.
"... The tone, I apologize for. Not the content, as I see the views still apply."
>With a hmph, the bitch turns and makes her way into the gala.
>I felt a light tap on a wing.
>"Pushing it," whispered Celestia.
"Am I supposed to just let her disrespect both of us?"
>She gave a slight smile at that.
>"I appreciate the thought, my little sunshine, but they're only words. You'll learn in time."
>Like hell I will.
>She turns and greets another guest.
>I trace the line down with my eyes, and spot a mare having a hushed coaching session with a pair of foals.
>Yeah, not dealing with that.
>I give a light nudge with a hoof to Celestia's and lightly clear my throat.
"Sorry to interrupt, mother, but I'm feeling slightly peckish. Might I go get something to eat?"
>She gave a smile.
>"I suppose that would be okay."
"Would you like me to get you anything?"
>"Thank you for the offer, but I'll get something later."
>With a curtsey, I figuratively floated across the floor and away from the line of shmoozers.
------
>...
>I regretted everything about my decision.
>I hadn't gotten a moment's peace as pony after pony saw my presence as an opportunity to try and butter me up.
>I'd delicately extricated myself from several less persistant ponies, but currently one just wasn't taking the hint.
>I floated a tiny cracker with some unidentifiable green paste toward my mouth, only to be jostled by the other pony as they laughed at some inane joke they made.
>The cracker went right in my eye.
>The scream that escaped me was totally manly and not at all a shrill, girlish shriek.
"That's fucking IT!"
>I rubbed my eye before whipping my hoof around the room.
"I'VE FUCKING HAD IT!"
>The room fell silent, apart from some distant memory of a tune stirring.

>>253689
"YOU! Don't you EVER know when to shut your trap, you blithering idiot?"
>The pony had a look of shock on his face.
>Ah... that's the tune... https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6nWqVYYvwhg
"AND YOU! Your fashion sense belongs on a wanted poster! YOU THERE! I've never seen a pony with eyes in different post codes!"
>The two ponies indicated took a step back.
"YOU! Who told you your fucking children are pawns to be pimped out?"
"YOU! BREATH MINTS, DAMMIT! Brush your goddamn teeth!"
"AND YOU!!!"
>My hoof pointed at a small, green filly, dark mane with a horn poking out of it.
>Her wings were flared wide, and her face was twisted into a mask of utter fury.
>The mask slipped, tears welling up at the corners of her green eyes.
"You... you're the worst of 'em all.."
>I could feel my throat seizing up.
"You... messed everything up... I can't do this anymore."
>Turning, I galloped away from the reflection, murmurs starting as I ran out the doors.
>I eventually tripped and faceplanted right in the middle of a clearing in the gardens.
>I could hear it all so clearly.
>Only one thing left to do.
"I know... I know I've let you down..."
>The girlish voice cracked a bit as it sang, sniffing now and then as it drew breath.
>Ponies filtered in from different parts of the gala.
>Some joined in to provide background vocals as they were lead in some synchronized dance in circles around me.
>I could hear their hooves clacking on the ground as they sang the chorus as well.
>Eventually, I felt the song release me from its hold even as it continued on.
>I curled up where I sat, gently sobbing into my hooves as the ponies continued with the final vocals.
>Eventually, even those faded, reduced to just the sound of their hooves, marching in time all around me.
>As the song petered out, I could hear the crowd parting, with others murmuring uncomfortably amongst themselves.
>I felt myself being covered with a now-familiar downy warmth.
"I... I can't do this anymore... I can't keep fighting."
>I sniffled and rubbed my nose before looking up into Celestia's pools of magenta.
"I give up... you win... I can't do it anymore... I can't... I can't..."
>I buried my head in my hooves, murmuring over and over into them.
>Slowly the clearing faded into silence.
>I'm not sure how long I sat there.
>Eventually, Celestia's wing shifted.
>"... I'm sorry, Anonymous. I didn't think on how hard this must have been on you."
>I raised my head a little, noting that we were now completely alone.
>"I just... I got so wrapped up in the idea of having a daughter of my own that I didn't even think about what it must have been like for you."
>I got picked up and drawn into those ivory hooves of hers, her head atop my own.
>"I shouldn't have pushed you into being my daughter like this. I'm so.. so sorry."
>Another sniffle.
>"Can... you tell me a bit about your mother, Anon?"
"...Emerald Dawn."
>A sad smile came from the princess of the sun as she hugged a bit tighter.
>Eventually, the silence grew too heavy to bear.
"My mother... was a good enough woman, I thought. We all seemed happy enough..."
>I didn't want to continue.
>I'd buried the topic long ago to rot somewhere deep in my mind.
"... but then, she divorced my dad. He tried to keep things together, but she did it anyways. It just about killed my dad. For years, he couldn't even do anything. Not even work. He barely even got to see myself or my siblings. Later on, I found out that she couldn't keep her damn legs together when she was off on some trip she had to take. I... guess she couldn't handle the guilt or something."
>Idly, I rubbed a hoof along one of the legs around my middle.
>"For the longest time, I just couldn't understand it. I guess I still don't fully understand it, but it's in the past. I can't change it. Before I wound up here, I hadn't even talked to her in years. I think she'd been remarried a couple of times since. Don't even know her new last name."
>I could feel Celestia hold me a little tighter.
"I... Maybe it had something to do with some of this. I don't know. I guess I can give this... thing... a try. I just don't have the strength to keep fighting to stay me anymore."
>"I shouldn't have pushed. I had no right."
"What's in the past is in the past. We can't change it. Just gotta live with it, deal with it, and grow."
>"Well... You won't have to keep fighting. I shouldn't have tried changing who you are."
"Guess we'll just dust things off and start over or something."
>"That sounds like a good idea, if you're willing."
"... Sure. Mom."
>The rest of the gala was spent outside, beneath the stars.

>Be me.
>Emerald Dawn.
>It had been a couple of months since the Gala.
>Things had improved a little.
>Twilight had started teaching me magic once again after I smoothed things over with her.
>I'd gone to visit the guards that had been injured when I had been sick.
>Currently, I was emerging from a small closet, bottle in hand.
>Well, metaphorical hand.
>Celestia had decided that I did indeed need a place to call my own, of sorts.
>And so, after much work, I held the fruits of my labor in front of me in my magic, along with a marker.
>After a bit of thought, I scribbled on the bit of tape I'd stuck to the bottle for a label.
>Green Hornet Brewery, hard cider.
>Things seemed like they were going to be okay.
"Hey, Mom! Grab some glasses and get Luna. I want you to try something."

End.

----
Oof. Writing this last bit was like tryin' to pop a painful zit that didn't want to pop. Lots of pressure.
Hope it turned out okay and folks enjoyed my little scribbles for this story.

Drawfags, and writefags rise once more to fulfill the ancient task of filling the Anonfilly thread with their sexy content.
>>253688
Checked.

>>253689
>>253691
You did great. Amazingly actually. Filled a spot right inside that I didn't know that needed to be filled.

>>253693
Glad you enjoyed.

Here's a paste of everything if someone wants it.
https://pastebin.com/u6RQTQBt

>>253688
Nice job. Can you draw filly skullfucking Rey with a lightsaber strap-on now?

>>253678
>>253680
filly is for colt

>>253695
You're lucky I love shitposting

>>253696
I'm tired and this idea won't let me sleep. I'm not sure why.
>"As you said before, when we were human, you gotta take one for the team."
>Hot damn do I love this woman...
"That was the survival of our race. I loved evert moment of us."
>Heavy hot breathing in my sensitive ear.
>"I do too. All. Night. Long. Nearly everyday for years."
>Her moans make my wildest fantasies come true.
>Nibbling the tip of my ear.
"Oh~"
>"We're still only one of a few humans turned ponies here."
>My wife's coltish mouth nearing mine.
>"Let me return the favor."
>Almost.
>"We are going to have such a large family here too."
"Ah~"
>"We can restart the natio- mmhh"
>Mouth to mouth, she knows how to get me hot and bothered.
>"mmmm~ we need to have our bodies mature a bit more."
"Don't stop."
>Trailing down my neck. Ohhh~
>"That doesn't stop us from practicing."
"Rut me now~"
>"Ah ah, ah it's only fair I return the favor that leaves me into a mewling putty."
>There is a fire burning inside me I need. I need-
"I's so hot~"
>"I know."
"'s so burning~"
>What is she?
"AHHHHHHH!"

>Honestly this bed is stupidly large for just one pony.
>"Keep quiet or Purple will hear you."
>"Anonymous?! Oh, have you need Anon?"
"Grrk."
>"Haven't seen hide nor hair. Oh~ but I'm sure red or orange can help."
>"That's exactly why. I haven't seen any of them at all today.-
"Mmmmhrk."
>"Mmmh!"
>"I'm sure they are out and abOUT~! Causing mayhem as usual."
>"To believe you both were married, and both came here truly is a blessing. I'm not sure what I would have done without you here."
>"Aha~ yes it's certainly my pleasure."

>>253691
>End
well shit. I liked this story. At least it got proper ending and not just being abandoned

>>253698
Tactical hip thrust works everytime. With such an over powered technique in the hooves of any Anon all shall fall before the might and elegance of the lightsaber. Not matter the duel or blaster fire the wearer, and bearer remains untouched.
The clash of two fillies with these techniques can last for a very long time until one get's the high ground.

>>253681
We sshould fillypill this artist. I really like the faces of these cute fillers.
>>253698
Wow, impressive. Much impressive. Purple-fag has taught you well. Now unleash your reeeee. Only your spaghetti can defeat me.

>gay hoof holding edition
Not christmas

Here have something festive u fags!

>>253691
That's good shit dude.

>>253659
Would Discord be the kind who'd tease Anonfilly because of the transformation? Or would he actually be pretty chill?

>>253707
Yes

>>253698
Is this how the new soywars ends?

>>253709
I choose to accept it as the ending, but no...

Well, Pastebin tells me that two years ago I started an account. Two years and two days technically, and since I’m off-schedule already for finishing exactly at the two year mark (not even the correct date anyways because I started the green on /trash/ before making it) I might as well give myself enough time to finish this up well. First big update should drop tonight, and the whole thing should wrap up by the 25th for better or for worse. To keep myself from just being a blogposting faggot, I’d like to ask if you all want to see any Christmas-themed fillies drawn.

>>253703
Yes, because new thread was made only right before Christmas, and since filly threads are long incorrect OP image persists long after Christmas. I made such mistake last year, not again.

>>253719
Im joking u qt

She's looking a little rough right now
And she's missing a wing
Say something nice about her to cheer her up!

>>253725
I understand how much effort you put in, but I just prefer buffalo wings over garlic parmesan

I pissed myself again twilight!

>>253725
"What kind of theme song does a one-winged filly get?"

>>253725
>wings
>cheer her up!
Nope. Filly is better without wings.

>>253728
No. Bad Anon, filly wings is not for eat

>>253730
Clearly 'One Winged Angel' was a prophetic piece written for this exact moment

>>253729
"Twilight I told you countless times that I have an auto-nomic nervous system."
>"That's just silly all creatures here control everything about their bodies sometimes they offload those duties to the nearby magic field, but a nervous system."
"I was an alien."
>"Now you are a pony. Ponies don't have that."
>Sigh fucking Purple.
"An alien turned into a pony. Somehow my mind ia in here."
>"Well it's more like a biological transformation via high intensity magic. Your neurons or whatever came with you."
"Wait what?"
>"Well anything that would effect your thinking would have to come with you. The spell adds some parts to keep the recipient from death."
"It's a forbidden medical spell, thanks for saving my life and stuff, but... look all the neurons are used for thinking and sensing. There are even enough in my gastronomical tract to make a very simple brain."
>She's looking through the notes again.
"I have something that maintains stuff I don't think about like breathing, and heartbeat, and other stuff."
>"Wait... you've always had that ability?"
>A long suffering yes escaped me. Stupid magic influencing ponies around me to not take me seriously.
>"But then... what would magic do..."
>"Oh no."
>"Your body is doing the fighty fighty-"
"Remember I'm a grown ass man."
>"is trying to remove magic because it's trying to take over..."
>So that's where the twitches, and jerks come from. Wait I've had this conversation before I should already know that.
>"Anon, if magic wins you may become intellectually challenged."
>Hopefully Twilight remembers this conversation this time.
>"If you get rid of magic... well it's never been documented for your case. Most ponies just struggle trying to survive..."
"Did you write this all down yet?"
>"I should have... weird..."
>Warm liquid trickles down my legs. Fuck it if Twilight get's distracted she may never get around to fixing this shit.
>Fuckin' magic.
>"Anon I just wrote it down the problem is you are in a high density magic field with all sorts of powerful magic going on."
"Hunh I'm surprised I've managed to hold out this long."
>"Most definitely, I've already written to Princess Celestia and further more- Anon. Is that urine all over the table."
"My body is literally fighting off the local magic bullshit, and magic is using every dirty trick it has to cut off my friends. Focus on the real problems here."
>That seems to have done the trick.
>"Cutting off friends!?"

>That's how I came face to face with Tirek pissing myself.

>>253700
Might touch back in with it for shenanigans if an idea strikes me, but the overarching plot that somehow wormed its way into my story I meant to just be shenanigans is done. But who knows? Might not get any ideas for it, either. Glad you liked it.

>>253704
Thanks! Glad you liked it.

I want Filly to squirt marejuice into my mouth.

I want filly to kill Anon for daring to ask her to squirt marejuice into his mouth.

>>253741
>>253742
Never change, fillies. Never change.

>>253742
Well I still want Princess Celestia to pee in my mouth

>>253719
>No Christmas filly thread
REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

>>253718
Draw filly giving other ponies coal

>>253741
>>253751
I want filly to pee on me while we cuddle

>>253725
Fuck off I colored that, around 4 years ago

>>253758
I may be high af rn

>>253757
I want to be the filly.

>>253760
Same. Being humiliated by accidentally pissing on Anon before he decides to solve this issue the old fashioned way sounds wholesome.

>>253761
What's the old fashioned way in this scenario? Sympathy and a warm bath?

>>253758
hi, poster of that image here
not claiming I drew it or anything, just spreading the filly around, Anon

>>253762
Anon is going to piss himself too so she doesn't feel self-conscious.

>>253762
Yeah, that and a diaper but let's be honest, you already knew that I meant that.

>>253768
It wasn't my fault, Purple magic'd it so it wouldn't come off.

>>253763
>Hi, I'm the guy who
>email
Seriously don't make this a thing, it won't go well

>>253771
make what a thing?
I'm just an innocent anon looking to spread some filly images

>>253772
You're borderline trip-fagging, fuck off with that

>>253772
trying to make yourself identifiable just makes you into a target. If you want to be a retard, then you can, but don't get mad when you get punished for it.

>for instance
now that we have your email, we can sign you up for all sorts of shit that you likely don't like or want.

>>253776
Maybe in the old days you could do that, but email authentication is the norm now, so at most he'd get that and can just ignore it until it expires.

>>253768
w-why do you make me w-wear these twilight

Thanks anons, newfag here
you're all very helpful

My mother's maiden name is Thomas, the last four digits of my social security number are 3416, the pin to my checking account with Wells Fargo is 2319, and I grew up on Truman Street

But for real, let's all just get along and talk about cute fillies
>pic related

>>253781
This is the future you chose, don’t act like this was undeserved

>>253760
>>253761
>>253765
Wew

>>253768
>Be filly
>In bed cuddling with another filly
>Pressed up together taking in each other's warmth
>She's already fallen asleep, snoring peacefully
>You nuzzle up against her neck
>She makes a cute little noise when you do so
>Suddenly you hear a soft hissing sound
>Did she-?
>You feel a warmth growing on your crotch
>...Yep
>Luckily she's always put in "protection" before bed, otherwise you'd be soaked
>You briefly contemplate waking her up to deal with it
>But she's just so comfortable
>...
>Eh, who cares
>It can wait until the morning
>You pull her closer to yourself, burying your face in her neck
>The noticeable bulge in her padding squishing a little underneath her pajamas as you do so
>You yawn, and join her in peaceful slumber

is ash still here?

>tfw get new software
>tfw it actually works well
>pic related

Time to colour my filly drawings

>>253794
Aw yeees dat fillay. Dat blank flank. is gud.
It's time for the green color revolution.

>>253790
>not human anymore
Anon is anon.

>>253127 →
>...
>It's been a few weeks.
>League showed up yesterday, along with another filly that shares your skin.
>She's been mostly silent, and League won't say much either.
>One of her hooves is badly damaged, you can see the stitches all the way around it.
>The other filly is missing a leg entirely, walking around on a prosthetic one.
>Asking her about it only prompted a cold glare.
>She shares the same markings that you do, though.
>The burn marks in her flanks.
>The thinness.
>You wish she would speak to you, now is not the time to withhold secrets.
>Twilight, your Twilight has recovered for the most part.
>When the alicorn was busy, she helped you with some preparations.
>The remaining elements of harmony have been taken to an undisclosed location along with Clover.
>You went back into Applejack's barn and rooted around for a while before finding your baby, a rifled Remington 870.
>Applejack wasn't as kind to it, removing the trigger guard roughly to allow it to be fired with hooves.
>It broke your heart to see it in this condition, but after she pointed it at your face...
>How long ago was that exactly?
>Weeks? Months?
>Time lost meaning when you slipped under the veil.
>In any case, you're glad to have it back.
>There was only one round left, a standard rifled slug.
>You and Twilight took it back to the castle and unearthed your box of milled sin, using the carefully disassembled slug to painstakingly make 24 more.
>Carving in the grooves was probably the worst part, but you needed all the accuracy you could get.
>You've seen League and the other filly playing around with some bottled you suspect to be molotov cocktails, so it's safe to say they're planning for something big too.
>The contraption that makes the firing mechanism for your now equine body work is as stripped down as you can get it, and still it's unwieldy and uncomfortable.
>You could fire the weapon with your forehooves with a more simple mod, but you'd need to prop yourself up against a wall to do so.
>If you're going where you think you're going, you're luckily likely to have that luxury.
>The alicorn speaks few words to most of you.
>You can hear her working deep into the night while you snuggle up next to your chosen surrogate.
>The look of betrayal when she first saw the two of you hugging was terrifying, but instead of killing her lookalike in a fit of rage she simply slumped low to the ground and walked out without a word.
>You've only fired off one of the rounds to make sure it works, as much as you'd love to test out more you feel you're going to need every last one.
>And then, the night before the silent agreement of ending this all comes to fruition, you get a knock at your repaired chamber doors.
>Wary at first of course, you wiggle out of Twilight's embrace with some regret and cock your 870.
>You still dread sleep, Luna will only visit you once in any given night but as time has gone on she makes it more difficult to kill yourself.
>Last night, it was a belly-flop through a tiny hatch and into an air-conditioning fan.
>The night before it, you had to choke yourself to death with a banana.
>And tonight, before you burst awake covered in sweat...
>It was jumping into the brandished knife of your own mother.
>God you miss her, you two didn't agree on everything but she always cared for you.
"Soon..."
>You scooch across the wall to the door.
>You can feel the power in your grasp, more power than you've ever felt since you became this.
>If God himself were to come through that door, you feel you could loose a slug straight through his skull and kill him.
>"A-Anon? It's me. League."
>Well, mimics...
>You crack the door, sticking the barrel up to the crack and prompting a yelp.
"Oh, sorry..."
>"'Tis an understandable concern. Do you want to go for a midnight walk with me?"
"In this weather? I don't think this storm will ever let up. It's stacked almost ten feet high out there, Twilight murmured something about wendigos."
>League grins.
>"The severity is exactly why it's important that I show you."
>Opening the front door into the icy tunnel that connects you to the rest of Ponyville, you tentatively follow League, firearm strapped to your back.

>>253807
>The snow tunnels are pitch black at this time of night, so you have to rely on sound to track League.
>Truth be told you're terrified, you can handle seen threats.
>But the unseen have a tendency of making themselves unpredictable.
>You walk for what you estimate to be about thirty minutes, truth be told the cold isn't nearly as bad as you thought it would be, you just haven't traveled anywhere for quite a while without the aid of teleportation.
>Must be a similar effect to that of an igloo, a thick layer of packed snow creates insulation and allows for warmth to become trapped...
>"Anon, we're here."
"Right."
>You can see her jostle her wooden bat out from her mane in one swooping motion.
>Wait, how can you see?
>A timber wolf growls at the end of the tunnel, its green eyes illuminating your friend and you.
>League grips the bat with clenched teeth, charging the beast.
>You frantically push yourself up against the wall, struggling to chamber a round.
>Dear lord, your friend is going to die if you don't do something.
>Funny request from someone who thought about killing god not an hour ago, but it seems to work out as you can hear the satisfying notching sound.
>You look down the barrel at the small ironsights, lining up your shot with the skull of the still very dangerous creature.
>The crack rings out, piercing the cold muffled sounds of the tunnel like a bolt of lightning through a clear summer's day into a group of Stacies at a picnic.
>Your sensitive ears are ringing and hurt like hell, and you're almost positive you missed because League is still charging.
"League! Get the fuck away!"
>She smirks back at you as she drops the bat into her injured hoof with a painful grimace.
>Just like her mastery of sliding into third, it would seem League has also mastered the act of sliding on ice and snow.
>The timberwolf's wooden fangs pierce the frigid substances right behind her as she slides past its jowls.
>You see her screaming something as she raises her bat, but the blast has deafened your ears too much to make it out immediately.
>Flatter cup?
>Saturn's Luck?
>Batter up.
>The hoof swings with supernatural speeds, impacting the creature and splintering its leg.
>With skills that you helped her develop on that forbidden diamond, she slides under bite after bite, cutting down two more legs before the creature finally collapses to the icy ground, snarling.
>League gives it a wave with her good hoof and spits out a wad of something onto its face before taking a fresh stick of gum out of her mane.
>"Three strikes..."
>Her windup is flawless.
>"And..."
>The Timberwolf looks up at you, seeming worried for the first time since it's tried to have filly for dinner.
>"You're out."
>She smashes the bat into its head, splintering the entire body into shards of wood.
>At the center, a green crystal of unknown origin.
>"You'd better hang on to that, it'll light our way home."
"I-I... how?! I leave you for so long and then I come back and you do this shi-"
>She wraps you in a tight hug.
"I-I've missed you too kiddo... but why didn't you talk to me?"
>"The other filly needed my help the most, her circumstances left her even more broken than you..."
>She looks down at the tunnel floor.
>"But I am sorry, I should've said something."
"It's in the past now. Can you tell me who exactly taught you how to do that?"
>"I sort of... died while you were gone. Twilight brought me back from beyond the veil just in time, but something else came back with me. At first I only used it to dull the pain, but later on I figured out that the more pain I allowed into my body the more it gave back to me. So I started with forward kicks and the like, but they felt weak. And then, I remembered exactly what I was good at..."
>You reach up and ruffle her mane.
"That's for damn sure. So, did you lure that Timberwolf out here just to show me all of that?"
>She giggles.
>"No, silly. Of course not. I was just going to crack some ice, but it would appear that we were being stalked."
"Lucky we both came prepared then."
>"Oh sure, like that stick could've done anything to that thing."
>You gesture to the ceiling, where a hole has gone straight through the snow, revealing a pinprick of Moonlight outside.
"Pierced right through its ear."
>You point to a larger fragment on the ground, the stick that used to be the mockery of a canid ear.
"If I had gotten a better shot, I don't think you would've been able to grab all of the glory."

>>253808
Splitting up my posts! Why you little...

>>253807
>>253809
Heh, nothin' personal Lone, but you're a good writer.
What will happen next time who knows, but it'll be interesting.

>>253808
>babby chad
Beautiful and so true.

>>253811
N-no ree

>>253814
The more you deny it, the more we will say it. Do not resist, accept your birthright.

>>253814
ur a gud

>>253787
Continue this

>>253787
God I wish that were me
>>253824
This

>>253787
...go on...

How I became a female cartoon horse child in another world and became the subject of doting by many and all waifus in another world.

Also, merry christmas!

>>253824
>>253838
>>253854

>>253787
>Your eyes flutter open the next morning
>The rays of Celestia's sun beginning to shine through your window
>You're still wrapped up snugly with the other Filly
>You smile and stretch a little, nuzzling up against her
>She stirs as you do so
>"Nnnngh... morning already?"
>You giggle
"You sure slept well"
>"Hmph"
>As she wiggles around, you notice her realization
>"Oh shit, I'm sorry..."
>You smirk
"Sorry for what?"
>It takes a moment to click, but then the two of you break out into a giggle fit
>"Pfff, D-damnit, Anon"
>As your giggles subside, you let out a peaceful sigh
>"B-but really, I didn't mean to-"
>You interrupt her with a boop
"Don't worry about it. Really"
>"You sure?"
"Yes, of course. Now, come here"
>You pull her in for a hug
>After a second, she returns the hug
>"I should probably go let Twi know..."
"It's Saturday, Purple always comes to wake us up late"
>"Yeah, I guess..."
"Now hush and just relax"
>You nuzzle up to her and feel her body relax after a while
>The both of you lay snuggled up for what feels like hours
>Best way to start a Saturday

Yo, Somedope
Are you still working on that rewrite? I’m looking forward to reading it.

>"Anon!" Twilight calls as she joins Luna.
>"Don't follo-" Aunt Celestia calls with a blush before you're pulled in.
>It's dark...
>You open your eyes and find yourself in a winter forest.
>You need to get some height to find your way back home, but it's too dense to take off here.
>Looking out you see a lake.
>You gallop out of the forest and towards the middle of the lake.
>As you go to start a run to take off you hear something whistle behind you.
>"Hey there cutie~"
>The voice says behind you, but the speaker skids infront of you.
>A white mare with a pink mane and wings skids around you, looking you up and down.
>She looks... kinda beautiful, in a odd way.
>"What's a cute mare like you doing all the way out here alone~?" She ask skidding behind you.
>You try to keep your eyes on her but she's going so fast.
"My friend Twilight accidentally teleported me here, I'm just lost and trying to get back home."
>"Where you live greeny~?" She ask skidding around your side.
"Canterlot castle, and my name's Anon, not greeny."
>"Hmm, feisty, momma likes~"
"Excuse m- AH!"
>You're stopped mid sentence as a hoof connected to your flank.
>"I'm heading back to Canterlot now, follow me sweet piece~!" She says as she stops her skidding and enters a gallop to take off.
>As much as you'd like to give her a peice of your mind, you need to get home, so you gallop and take off after her.
>Soon you find yourself at a strange kingdom.
>It's definitely Equestrian, just... off.
>She lands up on a balcony of a castle and you land next to her.
"Hey, listen, this isn't where I live, I-"
>"I know it's not Anon, now come on." She says as her tail glides across your cheek.
>You watch as she sashays her flanks in through some purple curtains.
>You shake your head and follow.
"Miss listen, I really need to get home, my mom is probably worried sick and- mmf!"
>You're stopped as a pair of white lips connected with yours.
>You go to fight against her but you find yourself unable to.
>This feels... right...
>You're ashamed as you let yourself be pushed back down a bed, her long thick pink mane, draping over the side of your head.
>The mare pulls back, tongue lulling out, same as yours, a strand of saliva connecting the two.
>You look deep into the mare's deep half lidded magenta eyes.
"I-I need to get home, w-we can't, we only just met!"
>"Shhhhh~" She hushes you. "You're right where you belong right now~" She says, slowly kissing your neck.
>You fight back a moan as she slowly kisses down lower and lower.
>Eventually you can't fight the moans back as the beautiful mare kisses and licks your clit.
>You're soaking wet as she plays with your teats with her wings while she licks you deeper and deeper, making you cry out in pleasure.
"F-Ah! Oh fuck!"
>You cry out over and over until you cram the mare's face against your marehood and let loose.
>The mare closes her eyes and laps up everything as you squirt more and more until you loose the power to hold her there and collapse back to the bed, rear hoof twitching.
>The mare licks what little mare juices she missed and licks her lips as she climbs atop the bed smiles.
>"You were saying~" She ask, her muzzle soaked with your juices.
>Her only reply is gasp and sputters.
>"That's what I thought, but it's your turn to return the favor my dear~"
>She turns around and you're face to face with her magnificent large rear.
>It gets closer and closer until your muzzle is crammed against her marehood.
>"Nnnah, l-lick it slut!"
>You do as you're told, and lap at the mare's pussy.
>It taste wonderful and you try your best to muzzle deeper into her as she moans.
>You're ashamed of yourself as you continue to lap at the cunt crammed against you like a little filly lapping at popsicle.
>Your shame only gets worse as you feel the need to have more, to please the amazing mare atop you.
>You slowly slide a hoof to your cunt as you begin to rub it while the other holds onto the mare's rear.
"Mmmm~"
>You moan licking deeper and deeper, enjoying every taste.
>"Gah! That's right slut! Lick that princess cunt!"
>The words don't even register as you lick more desperately.
>You feel your hoof get pushed away as she crams her face back down against your pussy and starts licking again.
>The two of you are nothing more than moaning messes as you both lick one another.
>Your other hoof joins the one on gripping her rear as you get close to your second climax.
>She's close too, if her tightening cunt and sloppy more desperate licking is anything to go by.
>Soon your tongue is drowned in the magnificent taste of this mare as she finally reaches her limit, but with her last bit of strength she plunged her tongue deeper and you get off again.
>Now both of you desperately lick at one another, trying not to miss a single drop of the amazing liquid seeping out.

>>253875
>>253876
>>253877
Wew, princest is wincest. Hopefully filly get's to cash in on fun times with auntie.

>>253867
Thanks, that was super comfy.

>>253880
Truly the greatest of heroes, we don't deserve them. May Anon, Anonfilly,and Fillyanon rain down upon them. Fanatic art.

>>253880
You didn't post the theme for in-thread listening, let's fix that.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BSsfjHCFosw

>>253867
cute

>>253867
god this is wholesome. I'd love to see some more from you

>>253880
Rallylestia is one of the most basic OCs. Ebic guard with ebic scars from being ebic. Can you not just, I don't know, not need a super edgy oc?

>>253864
Sounds like a manga title

>>253779
>>253768
>>253769
>Be Filly
>First day in Equestria
>First day as a filly
>Staying with Twilight and your identical 'sister' fillies who appeared under similar mysterious circumstances
>You're the newest filly though
>Everything seems to be fairly straighforward with your transition in to living as a pony until it's time for bed
>"What the fuck Twilight, I don't need a diaper!"
>"Your sisters all had... issues on their first few nights, if you can stay dry tonight then I won't make you wear one again."
>...
"Like fuck you can make me wear a diaper"
>Twilight's horn glows
>Her magic grasp isn't painful, but struggling against it is beyond futile
>Moving even a millimetre away from where she's holding you is like pressing against solid steel.
"Hey, put me down you crazy bitch! This is child abuse! RAPE! RAPE!"
>Twilight looks pissed as she clamps your mouth shut with her magic
"I'm doing this for your own good anon, if you keep yelling there will be consequences, do you understand?"
>You try to speak, but with your mouth held shut your words are unintelligible
"Nod your head"
>You nod your head
>Twilight applies some powder and wraps the diaper around you, pushing your tail through the appropriate hole before doing up the tapes.
>The diaper is thick and crinkles as she slips your pajamas on and places you on the bed
"Just get some sleep and if your dry tommorrow morning we can put this whole thing behind us."
>You want to say something, but you think better of antagonising her any more tonight as she tucks you into bed
>You move around in the bed trying to get comfortable with the unfamiliar thick mass under your hips
>the bulk between you hind legs keeps them separated somewhat
>Your movement causes a lot of crinkling
>Twilight's horn flashes again
"What was that for?"
"Just to keep you safe tonight Anon"
>After Twilight leaves you eventually do get to sleep
>...
>You wake up with a painfully full bladder
>Worried, you check the diaper
>Still dry
>Not for long if you don't get to a bathroom
>You throw off the covers and try to sit up
>Your bladder pulses in protest and you're forced to abandon sitting up to avoid leaking
>You slide out of the bed, and ease yourself to the floor, your bladder protesting with every movement
>It's dark, but with your enormous pony eyes that isn't a problem
>What is a problem is that every impact of your hard hooves on the hard floor sends a jarring pulse of pain in your bladder
>The thickness of the diaper doesn't even let you cross your legs properly
>Halfway to the bathroom you feel an intense wave of desperation
>You freeze in place, jamming a hoof into your crotch as hard as you can through the soft diaper, just barely managing to stop the flow
>It fucking hurts so bad that you consider just using your diaper right there
>After a good ten seconds you manage to get yourself back under control enough to keep moving forward
>You're hobbling on three hooves now
>One forehoof clamped between your hind legs to stem the flow from your desperate, over-stretched bladder
>You make it to the bathroom
>Fuck, now you need to somehow undress without pissing yourself
>You manage to pull your pyjama pants down most of the way
>Disaster strikes when you have to remove your hoof from between your hand legs
>A trickle of urine manages to escape in the couple seconds it takes you to regain control
>You manage to stop the flow but the pain has increased tenfold and you let out an involuntary whimper
>You're too close to give up now
>You're literally standing over the toilet
>You try to pull the tabs on the diaper but your hoof slips off it
>"Come on, come on" you whine
>Another pulse of desperation wracks your body and you can't help another tiny trickle of urine escaping into the diaper
>You wiggle and dance in place, trying to keep in in, trying to wiggle out of the diaper
>You turn around and try to grab one of the tabs with your teeth
>Another trickle of urine escapes as you bend awkwardly but your're too frantic to really care
>You're teeth slip off the tab just like your hoof did
>Then it hits you
>Twilight must have case some kind of spell on the diaper to prevent you from taking it off
>It's far too late to get Twilight
>Another trickle of urine escapes into the diaper and is sucked up thirstily
>There's tears in your eyes
>It wasn't fair
>It hurt so bad
>Shakily, you pull your hoof out from between your hind legs
>Immediately a slow trickle of urine begins, but this time you don't try to fight it
>You bring your hoof forward and feel your rock hard distended bladder in your belly
>As you brush against it gently another pulse of desperation hits and the slow trickle becomes a torrent
>Now that you've started you don't care about anything else, you just have to get it out
>There's nothing else in the world but your bladder and the need have it empty.
>After a few seconds the pain turns to euphoria as you finally release the pressure you'd been holding
>Your knees feel weak as you spray hot pee into the diaper
>You sigh, and close your eyes, listening to the hissing sound reflect off the walls of the bathroom
>After what seems like forever you wake up, in bed, feeling warm wet-
>...
>Oh
>Fuck.
>The sun is streaming in the window and you quickly jump out of bed
>You have to dispose of the evidence before-
"Good morning sleepy head!"
>Twilight enters and is surprised to see you out of bed before she gives a knowing smile
>She pulls down the back of your pyjama pants and squishes the warm, wet bulk of the diaper against your flank.
"Aha! I knew it was a good idea for you to wear these at night!"
>mfw

>>253897
Oof, bad end.

>>253897
This is great

>>253902
>>253897
>>253900
>You wake up with a painfully full bladder
>Worried, you check the diaper
>Still dry
>Not for long if you don't get to a bathroom
>You throw off the covers and try to sit up
>Your bladder pulses in protest and you're forced to abandon sitting up to avoid leaking
>Tears spring into your eyes, there's no way you're going to make it to the bathroom, but you have to try
>As you ease yourself out of bed your bladder is in agony
>Each movement threatening to release the flood you're holding back
>As your hooves touch the floor there is a chiming sound which almost startles you into wetting yourself
>Hot tears run down your face, but tears aren't the warm body fluid you so desperately need to release
>Your eyes are scrunched so tight that you completely miss Twilight teleporting into the room
>Her mane is a mess and she staggers a little bit as she tries to wake up from the sleep she was pulled from to check on you
"Oh no, anon, what's wrong?"
>Twilight moves to pull you into a hug but you know exactly what any additional pressure will do to your diaper.
>No time for tact
"I need to pee so bad, I can't move or it will come out. It hurts." you sob
>Twilight teleported you to the bathroom and had your clothes off before you could even finish the sentence
"It's okay, you can go now"
>You whimper, you don't want Twilight to watch you pee but you're poor abused bladder has other ideas
>You're peeing full force as you cry and Twilight rubs your back comfortingly
"Just let it all out, it's alright. You're the first one to actually make it to the toilet the first nigh so there's no need to feel embarrassed"
>With your bladder emptied your fatigue hits you and you let out a big yawn
>Twilight carries you back to bed on her back
>She tucks you into bed
"Alright my brave little filly, maybe you didn't need a diaper after all. Sleep tight."
>"Good night mommy"
>In a moment you're back to sleep, to dream of drier, more pleasant things.

>diaperfag general
that's gonna be a yoinks from me, fillers

>>253905
Now that’s more satisfying.
>Ywn be able to brag to the other fillies that you don’t need to wear padding at night
Why live?

>"You'll never leave me now Anon!"
"Uh, yeah that's nice and all. But why a filly?"
>Luna's pupils shrink.
>A blush creeps onto her face.
>"Well you see... uh, it's a, magic thing?"
>You narrow your eyes at your wife.
"You wanted to diddle me as a filly, didn't you?"
>"W-We would never! Why, the mear assumption that we would ever want to get our marehood licked by you as a filly is preposterous! We would never have dreams of you being a small one and us touching you and teaching you how to make lo- yes, yes we did..."

>>253913
more diaperposting and greens

>>253913
Your disdain fuels me to return from the grave and make a green. Merry crinklemas~

Which Anonfilly art do you think the most of now that it is Christmas?

>>253949
This one, because it will never happen.

>>253947
Do it faggot.

>>253949
This one. For all of the fillies fighting griffons off in the field who can't be home in time for Christmas with their momfus.

>another day, another migraine
>all the Christmassy bullshit surrounding you makes you remember all the shitty, cheesy ceremonies of life back home
>every day fillies and colts approach Twilight's castle to show the princess some holiday cheer
>it's gotten to the point that she started making a batch of cookies every day to hand out, and not just to spoil you rotten
>why do the screaming faggots get so much love? All they do is repeat cheesy music that follows an extremely basic rhyme scheme and they get free shit for it
>you're awaken early on Hearth's Warming by an especially bad pair of carolers
https://youtu.be/C1icpvvCxjo?t=22
>the shockingly off-tune voice carries through the entire castle with ease
>the trumpet makes you jolt out of bed with a wail of confusion and fear, tangling yourself in your bedsheets
>crinkling fills the room as you wrestle with your bedding, but alas your sleeper onesie renders your hooves unable to grip anything, like a bad pair of snow mitts
>for several minutes after the carolers fuck off, you're struggling and growling to yourself, angry and wanting nothing more than to suffocate on the cloth
>alas, you know that would never happen
>the motion causes your bladder to become heavy with fullness, and your growling slowly turns to a whimper as you realize your predicament

>soon enough, Twilight's finished baking a quick last-minute batch of gingerbread cookies for the carolers
>you're left a sniffling mess on the crystal floor after losing against your bondage
>the warmth in your crotch makes you immensely uncomfortable and self-conscious in your predicament, which only further frustrates you
>"I heard some commotion in here, Anon, are you-"
"Snff, ghh...go away..."
>"Nonny, are you sure about that? I can help you up if you want..."
"I ju-hic! I just wanna go back to sleep...no stupid caroling, no dumb social games, just let me sleep."
>"Alright...here sweetie, I'll at least set you in bed and help untangle you."
>you shake your head aggressively from under your sheets, but she lifts you back into the comfort of your bed regardless
>the room is slightly illuminated by her magic as she gingerly unwraps you from your prison of pomf
>as soon as your vision is no longer blocked by fabric, her light dims and she gives a small peck on your forehead
>"I'll wake you up in a bit and we can have a quiet Hear- er, Christmas. Alright?"
>despite your emotional state, you nod just a bit
"Alright...a-and, before you go, thanks.."
>"Don't mention it, Anon. I'll dampen the sound outside for you and keep a scrying spell handy, so whenever you feel like waking up I'll be ready to change you."
"Hey I don't need-"
>"You don't have to lie."
"F-fuck off..."
>"Merry Christmas."
>and with that, you're left alone in bed again, this time not trapped anymore
>why does she always have to be so...nice? Why can't she just leave you alone with your misery?
>the smell of warm gingerbread a few rooms away helps lull you back to sleep, and despite the squish in your tush, you feel pretty comfortable
>a couple more hours of sleep couldn't hurt.

>>253961
>Why can't she just leave you alone with your misery?
Friendship anon.

>>253962
Fuck off purple I don't want your lectures! Aaaaaaaaaaaaa-

>>253963
Silly filly.

>>253961
I-Is this a n-new green?! If so cant wait for more!

Filly has a surprise for you

Horsemas Doll

Cute filly made of lots of tiny x's

Big filly from based anon who will be sleeping all day

>>253987
>big filly booping smol filly's snootle
2cyoot4me

>>253988
Nigger.
>>253984
>Semi-anthro
>Implied futa
>>>/sp/

>>253961
Hey Ash. Good to see you’re still alive and kicking it. You wanna maybe finish a green for us? Heh.
Top cute though.

>>254003
Few more weeks and we'll see. I'm sure I could write something on notepad and come online for an hour or two via 4G and post something. In all honesty, it's been so long and I went about delet'ing everything I really had...ashamed to say that my old stuff may be gone for good. But I'm happy to write something new over the new year between apprentice work.

>>254005
Good to see you are still alive

The Beldam has won.

>Be Anonfilly.
>Daughter of Luna.
>You've not been getting much attention from mom lately.
>She's been too busy writing on her stupid horse internet scroll.
>You've had enough.
>You waltz up to the table and hop up.
>Mom doesn't even acknowledge you hopped up.
>So you slowly but surely begin to push her magic quill away as you begin to stand atop of the scroll.
>"I- Anon you- I'm trying to- gah." Mom protests as you push your way through.
>Eventually you're infront of her completely standing over the scroll.
>"Dear could you- POMF" She sighs as you plop down onto the scroll. "Anon dearest I'm trying to write to somepony could you-"
>You roll onto your back staying on the scroll.
"Rub my belly."
>Mom looks at you for a bit before sighing and doing as requested.
>"I suppose I have been ignoring you lately, hmm?"
"Mhmm."
>She smiles and lifts you with her magic.
>"Alright, well let's go take a nap together then."

>>254013
Oh look, m00t just has to be an attention whore. Imagine my shock

>>254013
>hoes mad
>greentext arrow
The millennial and zoomer memes collide to create the Six Million Dollar Shitposter.

>>254019
W-what? Is mootles back?

>>254021
He's there, at the tip of the meme arrow.

>>254022
Oh. Yeah, unless he's the actualy moot that's a bit attention-whorish.

>>254023
Yeah he seems just to be a normal namefag

>>254021
>>254023
Its not the m00t, no

Filly comes to meet Aryanne's family

>"Anon, ve are here!"
>here we go
>"Come, come out of ze carriage, I vant you to meet mein family!"
>you climb out of the carriage, trying not to look at them
>Aryanne's family
>There were at least 10 or 15 of them, and they all had white coats
>Creepy
>They all turned and looked at you, smiling
>they look like they're waiting for something
>"Anon... vhat did ve discuss?"
>oh right
"Heil!"
>you raise your green hoof in a little heil, saluting the flag
>"Heil!" they respond
>"This is mein freund, Fraulein Anon. She does not look like us, but she supports ze effort."
>"Hallo, Fraulein Anon!"
>this whole thing was creepy, but you promised her you'd come meet her family... here you were
>And you would make an effort to get to know them.

what does our brave hero do next?

>>254028
Bleach their coat to fit in.

>>254028
>It's creepy for a family to look similar to each other
You pozzed little fucker.

>>254031
It's only creepy for cucks, soygoys, niggers, faggots, niggerfaggots, and politicians. That little Anonfilly was pozzed, and soon won't be.

>>254032
This.

Alright, penultimate update time. I want to thank all of you who've continued to read this green.
>>253809
>...
>"What I'm asking you to do has a decent chance of getting you killed."
>You rub the sleep from your eyes and yawn.
>"League and I cased the internal operations of the facility, it is very likely that neither I nor my double will have any access to our unicorn, or in my case Alicorn magic. That is alright."
>Twilight spreads out her wings, you can see a luster beneath the feathers.
>"For me, these. I've been practicing flight patterns for weeks in close quarters, so I should be able to fly close to something and launch these into it like a caustic spray."
>"Anonymous, I trust your shooting is satisfactory?"
"Yes, ma'am."
>"Good. We'll need every shot to count. Equip the bulkier gear as soon as we reach the elevator down. Can you use this relic, Twilight?"
>She says the final word with a sneer.
>"Is this what I think it is? I thought this was lost centuries ago..."
>"Well, it's right in front of you, isn't it?"
>"If it's the real shield, you don't mind if I get off a few test shots on it, do you?"
>Twilight sighs.
>"Make it quick."
>Your surrogate sets the shield down after receiving it, focusing in on it once everyone else has backed up.
>You can see her horn pulsating with magic, likely drawing in all that she can.
>The excess energy surrounding her horn is approximately the size of a large grapefruit before she lets it loose.
>It deflects harmlessly off of the shield, careening about two-hundred feet right past the Alicorn's ear before crashing into the snow.
>She doesn't even blink.
>"League, the bat?"
>"In my mane. You've seen what I can do with it, I won't let any of you down."
>"I always forget about that filthy earth pony habit..."
>She looks the cripple dead in the eyes.
>"You shouldn't be coming, but you're being allowed to because your counterpart put in a good word. You do understand that there's a greater liability with your decreased mobility, don't you?"
>The green filly's gaze betrays no emotion.
>"Yes, ma'am."
>Twilight nods.
>"Long-distance teleportation is a bit more complicated with groups. I'll teleport you all in groups of one, starting with League here."
>There's a blinding flash and the two vanish.
>You feel a hoof tap up against you.
>"Hey, thanks for looking out for me back there."
"If you're anything like me, I wouldn't want to deny you a good chance to finally get revenge on one half of what's been fucking us over."
>"Heh, isn't that the truth."
>The two of you share a moment of silence as Twilight is taken.
>"I'm sorry for being rude. I'm just... jealous that things worked out better for you."
"Was it the mill?"
>"Yeah, I didn't think it would fucking matter. One in a million the damn thing would spark, right?"
"Yeah... what happened to you after that?"
>"I was comatose, they threw me in a hospital. When I woke up, League had killed herself and I had to go to this hellish asylum. Everyone had put two and two together, so they treated me like dogshit. Everyone but Lyra, and then she got fucking shredded in the process of getting here, and I don't even think this was the correct destination. I think she absorbed most of the force, I came out without a scratch and I'm told your back legs were shattered."
>She takes out a long blade of grass and lights it with a match. You're about to call her retarded when you realize that it's burning differently.
"Can I have one?"
>She laughs.
>"It's just grass, ya tard."

>>254041
"Hey, if I'm a tard then you're a tard too. Maybe more so for smoking grass."
>She giggles.
>"Yeah, maybe. If we don't make it out I guess I'll tell you that I've always wanted another copy of me to talk to, somebody who can comfort me like no other, but you already knew that."
>You smile.
"Knowing something and hearing it with your own ears are two very different things. Thank you."
>"Okay, now you're just starting to get gay. Cut that shit out."
>She says it with a chuckle though.
>Twilight pops back up.
>"Sorry, had to deal with some sort of electric rat. Which one of you is first?"
>Both of you point to the other.
>...
>"You fucking smoked Pikachu? Christ Twilight."
>Her teeth are gritted.
>"It. Was. Trying. To. Electrocute. Me."
"You're supposed to catch them, did you not get given any Pokeballs?"
>"What in the everliving fuck is a Pokeball?"
>Even the other Twilight is chuckling.
>You're glad you sperged out about Pokemon to her that one time.
>"Let's just start the hike."
>...
>You're shivering, and the wind cuts down to your bones.
>There's no blizzard like in Ponyville here in the middle of the wilderness, but there's still steady snowfall and no trail.
>You and Anon are probably the coldest, given your reduced fat reserves.
>League notices this and pipes up.
>"Twilight, why the heck didn't you just teleport us up to the top like last time?"
>Twilight's response comes out as a half-scream.
>"Because, last time we tried that I nearly got killed, and you did."
>Anon takes this to be the opportune moment to slip and fall, busting open a lip.
>Despite everything else, you can still see her fighting back tears from the pain.
>"OH WOULD YOU LOOK AT WHAT WE FUCKING HAVE HERE, THIS FUCKING CRIPPLE THOUGHT IT A GOOD IDEA TO GO ON A GODDAMNED HIKE THROUGH THE MOUNTAINS! JUST ANOTHER DAILY STROLL FOR THE ABLEISM SMASHER, HUH?"
>You offer her your hoof, which she takes with her good leg and stands back up quickly.
>She's using her good leg to stop the bleeding, and you doubt she can succeed in much more than standing without it.
>You walk over to Twilight and whisper a bit in her ear.
>She nods and hoists the little filly up onto her back along with her saddlebags full of incendiaries and god knows what else.
>"It's okay, you didn't do anything wrong. You just want this all to be over, huh?"
>"Y-yes..."
>She strokes your new friend's mane lovingly.
>"It will be soon, for better or for worse. Then we can all rest peacefully."
>"B-but what if there isn't anything beyond the curtain of death?"
>Alicorn Twilight sighs and walks down to the rest of the stopped group.
>"Little one, you are correct. Death is the final challenge, one which none may defeat. If you ever find yourself in its clutches, struggle with all of your might."
>...
>The view from up here is phenomenal.
>No time to enjoy it though, before you can even get a second look everyone is being crammed into a tiny elevator car.
>The ride down takes longer than you think it probably should, and you're beginning to suspect that someone didn't shower this morning.
>Before you can chance a guess at who, the door opens.
>It's carnage.
>There are pony corpses strewn all over the floors, their blood running in rivers underneath the grates below.
>Labcoats, janitorial garb...
>Unicorns, earth ponies, pegasi...
>All killed indiscriminately, but by what?
>You can see Twilight test out her magic in the dark, the purple glow quickly fizzling out.
>"Dammit. At least we expected that, everypony suit up, and quickly. Whatever did this might still be nearby."
>Twilight gently sets down Anon, opening up her own saddlebags.
>You hold out your right forehoof, allowing her to attach the single-hoof loader with a few knots.
>It's a bit of effort, but you manage to load in a slug to replace the one you shot last night.
>"Fun time last night?"
"League took me out to show off a bit. Have you seen her go with that bat?"
>"I haven't yet, but I'm excited too. You have such nice friends, Anonymous."
>She ruffles your mane.
"S-stop, you're embarrassing me..."
>She chuckles.
>You can see the Alicorn calling forth multiple very dangerous looking weapons from what you're guessing is the Equestrian magic system's equivalent of a Bag of Holding.
>A silvery sword with very ornate runes carved into the hilt and blade.
>A small set of armor which she actually takes over behind you and helps Anon put on.
>The metal shrinks, and the filly looks a bit frightened until she realizes it's just fitting to her small stature.
>The shield from before, which she passes off to your Twilight.
>The straps lash out, binding the heavy thing to her foreleg.
>It shrinks down to a walking size.
>Clearly concerned with the shield being a bit small, Twilight lifts it up and finds that it extends about three feet in every direction when held upright.
>"I never dreampt I would see one of the old arms, much less be asked to hold one in battle..."
>The Alicorn straps a scabbard to her side and sheaths the deadly looking sword from earlier.
>Simply looking at that blade makes you hurt imagining what it could do.
>You hold up your gun and with rear up on your hind legs, clicking off the safety.
>League shakes her messy mane, her bat falling out onto the ground and quickly being scooped up by a hoof.
>Her balance is a bit off, but so is yours.
>At least you can use the leg with the loader attached.
>Anon holds a pack of matches in her teeth, saddlebags open and rag-stopped bottles sloshing with unknown chemicals.
>"Is everypony ready?"
>You all nod in silent agreement, pressing on into the darkened and bloody complex.

>>254027 →
New Lovely hoers episode with filly in it, go check it out and give John Elway some love!

We need more christmas crinkle filly

>>254042
>Can't have desert if (you) don't finish dinner
>Can't finish dinner if the greens aren't done
Get your update posted, assbutt.

>>254056
It's typed up, but just for that you all have to wait~
I actually need to give it a bit of editing work and the like later and I'm tired.

>>254059
SLEEP TIGHT, PONER

>>254059
Sleep Tight, Poner.

>>254059
>>254061
You're going about it all wrong, Anon! You need to add bold and underline, or else the incantation fails! This must be rectified.

SLEEP TIGHT, PONER

>>254063
>or else the incantation fails
F

>>254025
For a second you had my hopes up

>>254070
YOU FORGOT THE UNDERLINE

>>254072
Sheesh
>>254059
SLEEP TIGHT, PONER

Hello DeadwingDork.

>>254081
"Aw arn't you a cuti- wait..."
"Private Filly what is that hanging on your neck."
>"I don't know..."
>"Sir!"
"Well let's take a closer look."
"Holy Jesus."
"What is that."
"What the fuck is that!"
>"It's a Griff pendant sir!"
"A Griff pendant..."
"Why do you have a Griff pendant private Filly."
>"I was infiltrating the local Griff population sir!"
"Where's your battle buddy private Filly."
>"In the cozy bed sir, she had a tummy ache... Sir!"
"Had a tummy ache hunh. Why didn't you get another battle buddy private Filly!"
>"I- well- I-"
"Spit it out private Filly!"
>"Following the General's orders sir!"
"I want a report on what is going on private Filly. Until I confirm what has gone on you are confined to the comfy pits where you are the designated qt3.14 private Filly."
>"nnn-"
"I said do you understand Private Filly!"
>"Sir! Yes Sir!"

>>254083
"You did well Private. You've been scheduled for momfu leave."
>"Sir!"
"Well?"
>"If like to stay with you Sir!"
"Aw come here."

>>254079
Wait, what? Is he gonna do a video on our thread?

>Be Raven Inkwell, assistant extraordinaire.
>You were looking for Celestia, and a maid told you she was going to be bathing her adopted filly Anon.
>She was a sweet respectful little filly, you swear her smile could brighten up the room.
>Oh and those soft wings, you love that little filly!
>You approach the bathroom door and hear splashes of water.
>They must be playing, how sweet.
>You open the door and- OH FAUST!
>Celestia is standing over the tub holding a splashing Anon under the water.
>Princess or not you can't just standby!
"Celestia! What are you doing!?"
>Celestia looks to you in shock.
>"Inkwell! Help me wi-" But her loss in focus was enough for the filly to get the upper hoof.
>"GAAAAWOOOO!" The glowing red eyed filly roars out as she explodes out of the water latching onto the princess's face and dragging her under!
"Celestia!"
>You rush over and help pull her up.
>She sputters for a bit but you help hold the filly at bay.
>"Wash her- Cough-Wash her mane quick! That's all that's left!"
>Thirty minutes later.
>A fluffed up filly angrily trots out of the bathroom as you and Celestia who are thoroughly soaks slink behind.

>>254102
Reeeeeeeeeeeee.
Any faggot hurting filly deserves voodoo.

>>254042
>The first enemies you encounter are golems, but League makes short work of them with her impressive speed.
>Spit on their backs, and they crumble. A task that is trivial when you know what to look for.
"Is that all they've got for us?"
>"No."
>You look down the hall to see something standing on two legs.
>Everyone tenses up, getting ready for an intense encounter.
>It comes barreling down the hallway.
>You laugh when you see what it is.
>A fucking gondola with a knife duct-taped to its side.
>Twilight ruins the fun by cleaving the poor thing in two with her massive sword.
"Aww..."
>"Yeah, what a fucking killjoy."
>"I... am I the only one seeing that these things are capable of killing us? It had a knife on it!"
"Britcuck."
>You and Anon hoofbump.
>Twilight groans and you press onward.
>You don't encounter another enemy that you've seen before in this world.
>Everything else is something you know, but only from on earth.
>A fat man in a gimp suit drops from the ceiling.
>On close inspection, the bright red latex is adorned with the pattern of a suit and there's a fluffy red hat on his head.
>'Naughty.' is printed across his chest.
>You let out another lengthy laugh, but this one proves to be dangerous.
>The whip it wields cuts through the concrete walls, and you assume would do more of the same to your skin.
>You cringe as the thing evades your first shot.
>Your shot isn't off, but it fucking cuts it in two with its whip.
>You see the two halves blow out chunks about fifty yards down the hall.
"Anon, can we get an area of effect on this thing?"
>She nods grimly, sliding out the pack of matches, and with a bit of flourish flipping the pack in the air to catch a match on her tongue.
>Putting a hoof down on the pack that now rests on the ground, she strikes it and sets fire to one of the bottles.
>The rag burns bright, and she chooses to grab it with a bit of that hoof magic you never quite got the hang of.
>It flies high, falling down directly on fat Father Christmas's whip.
>The bottle is cut in two, but the burning rag still ignites all of the fluid within.
>The sounds of his screaming are haunting covered by that gimp mask, so you take the opportunity to silence them with a bullet to the skull.
>Everyone steps back until the fire finally dies out a few minutes later.
>Apparently there was no foresight to install a sprinkler system, but you're glad you aren't alerting whoever is running this to your presence just yet.
>"We're close, I can feel it."
"I didn't think a mare of science would go off of gut feelings."
>"Shut up. I'm talking about getting back to Sweetie's location, rescuing her is our first priority."
>A bipedal figure of short stature drops from the air vents.
>Two tufts of hair extending out at 45 degree angles.
>You only know of this face from the history books.
>A flurry of projectiles are all thrown in your direction.
>Everybody hits the ground except for the unicorn, who holds up her shield.
>The projectiles don't embed themselves into it, but bounce off onto the ground below.
>You knew it.
>Miniature stars of David.
>Ann Frank is trying to murder you with ninja weapons.
"Will that force-field that comes up every time you get hit really hard come up here?"
>"I don't know, I've never tried it in an environment that forbids unicorn magic. The spell I used to setup-"
>She parries a few stars.
>"-the field requires unicorn magic, but it might be innate."
>She picks up what you're putting down, charging.
>As her hooves beat the ground, you can see the blade in her mouth burst into flames.
>"Be Celestia's mighty hoof, creature: come back to where you came from!"
>Ann lets out a scream as her legs are relieved of their torso.
>From behind you, you hear Anon call out.
>"Stand back."
>A bottle flies high, landing on the twitching corpse and setting it ablaze.
>Twilight gestures.
>"Coordinates are more difficult without access to my automations, but this should be the hallway where we last saw her."
>League speaks up.
>"That door, certainly."
>The door opens with no issues, and closes after you.
>"Oh, m-my. Well, y-you're right in time for the show. S-sit back and grab some p-popcorn."
>A unicorn mare steps out from behind a console.
>And then, an earth pony mare.
>Both of them look exactly like you and Anon, just older.
>And more scarred, with...
>Actual cutie-marks.
>"This man right here, tell us your name."
>"O-oriental."
>"Full name, please.
>"Oriental Blitz."
>"He's been running a foal-testing initiative for the past fifteen years nearby. Well, after we kill him..."
>Oriental's head bursts into enough gibs to give Running With Scissors an orgasm.
>"We're going to begin work on rehabilitation."
>"Oriental! Oh my Celestia, what have they-"
>You can see the cold glare in that unicorn mare's eyes.
>The same cold glare you've given Twilight before.
>And you recognize that voice.
"You. You're the motherfucker that spoke out of that golem's speaker right after you crushed Peanut."
>"G-golemancy is my expertise! I'm just a hired mercenary."
>The unicorn smiles at you.
>"You can have this one if you want."
"Could you hold her down for me?"
>"It would be my pleasure."
>A magical field extends around the mare, constricting her painfully.
>You pull a shard of crystal you've been saving out of your mane and stab it into her throat.
>And again.
>You continue to stab it deep in until you no longer hear her gurgling, and her eyes are vacant.
>"Dear lord! Now that was a display, wasn't it Absinthia?"
>"I'll fucking say."

>>254107
"Wait, were you the one I saw in my dream? The one who gave me the coordinates to this place?"
>"Correctamundo. The distress of a filly sends out magical resonant energy on a specific wavelength, as you can see on this chart."
>She gestures to a chart that you don't understand.
>Sure as hell doesn't use a format you know of.
>"Your weren't supposed to be here though..."
"Why's that?"
>"Those monsters out there, they were meant for those two."
>You look back, and see who she's pointing at.
>Both Twilights.
"Oh, really the unicorn is great. The alicorn-"
>"Anon, I'm gonna assume your name is Anon."
"I've been going by Anonymous to dispel confusion since we have two Anons now."
>"Right, Anonymous. I've killed hundreds of Twilight Sparkles. Alicorns, unicorns, even a few earth ponies. This isn't a rule with an exception, every last one of them was causing a filly some sort of horrible distress. She might seem fine now, but give her a few years and bam. Fucking hooks through your eyeballs."
>"Anonymous, kill her."
>"See? She knows the truth."
"That's the alicorn."
>"Same difference. Well, do we have a deal or not?"
>You look back at Anon.
>She shakes her head.
>"Hurting someone for something they aren't guilty of is wrong. I think you two should leave."
>For a split second, you can see the mask slip on the unicorn.
>You can see the rage in her eyes, pure and primal. The disdain for all mares sharing the name Twilight Sparkle.
>You know that something awful must have happened to her, and your friend just pushed her buttons to the limit."
>But then, the mask flutters back down.
>"Yeah, I'm gonna have to keep you little fillies out of the way for a few minutes. Wouldn't want you to get hurt, or god forbid get some blood on your coats."
>Before you can blink, you've been teleported into a barred cage on the other side of the room.
>You can see Applebloom and Sweetie Belle, both unconscious and tied to a large metal disk.
>Metal clashes as magic meets sword.
>kicks meet shield.
>Absinthia and the unicorn mare fight with a unique ferocity.
>Two mares so full of burning hatred that you can almost feel it boiling over and fueling every strike.
>You know Twilight is no stranger to combat, but this isn't anything like either one of them have faced before.
>They had their magic in every battle before, and now they're up against other ponies.
>Other ponies that might be better than they are.
>You check your hoof, your 870 is still attached.
>You need a way to get out with a single shot.
>Maybe...
"League, can you beat apart these bars in a single swing? Just one coming off should be enough to let us out."
>"No, but I think I could beat open the door."
>You and your double stand back as she winds up, and with a thwoom and a sickening squeak the metal lock bends to its breaking point.
>With enough mobility to ensure that you won't get an undodgeable act of retaliation, you line up a shot in your ironsights with the unicorn mare's neck.
>Breath.
>Fire.
>A spurt of blood tells you that your target has been met.
>From the dying pony's horn, a field sprouts, covering Absinthia's quickly rushing body.
>The two smile at each other.
>And then, the earth pony nods gravely.
>Field still burning bright, everything you have is not enough to stop the mare's slow approach toward the two fillies on the metal plate.
>Twilight even fires off a bolt that punches a giant hole in the material beneath her, her magic seemingly back.
>The mare is unfazed as she carries her friend.
>And, as she bleeds out, hugs her tightly up against the metal plate.
>Twilight shudders. You've never seen her like this in all of the time you've been with her.
>She gallops up to the pair, blinding light erupting from her horn.
>Your ears are ringing.
>You've been thrown back fifteen feet to the opposite wall along with the rest of your party.
>Everyone but Twilight.
>She's holding steadfast, stood with a barrier holding back what resembles the sun itself.
>"No... distance... escape... find... portal... or... all... records... perish."
>Unicorn Twilight seems to get it, rushing over to a console.
>"This is it! It's a veil-gate generator, we can use this to get out of here!"
"Is there any time to get anyone else? Is this whole world going to die?"
>"No... time... all... go..."
>Twilight hurriedly works to get the gateway operational, and you look back at Twilight.
>Her horn is beginning to crack.
>She doesn't have long now.
>"Anonymous..."
>You wrap your forelegs around her, her entire body slightly cold.

>>254108
>A tune starts to play in your head... https://youtu.be/Cg4CCy2kbuA
"Mother don't worry, I killed the last snake that lived in the creek bed."
"Mother don't worry, I've got some money I saved for the weekend."
"Mother remember beng so stern with that girl who was with me?"
>You're crying at this point, full on sobbing, so you miss a few verses.
"So may the sunrise bring hope where it once was forgotten."
"Sons are like birds, flying upwards over the mountain."
>You can see cracks forming in her horn, but you need to finish this.
>You work at the verses, your heart ripping out of your chest.
>Despite everything she's done to you, she cared for you.
>Protected you.
>And this final act of hers...
>Proves that this entire time, she had nothing but your best intentions in mind.
"Mother, remember the night that the dog had her pups in the pantry?"
"Blood on the floor, and fleas on their paws and you cried till the morning..."
>With the final two verses, you hug her with a vice-like grip. You know it'll be the last time you have the pleasure of feeling that soft alicorn fluff, downy and fuzzy at the same time.
"So may the sun-rise bring hope where it once was forgotten..."
"S-sons are like birds, flying always over the mountain..."
>A wing reaches down, stroking your face.
>"Anon! We need to leave, now!"
>You look into her eyes, doused with tears and the biggest smile you've ever seen on a pony present on her face.
>"T-thank you."
>And with that, you let go and run as fast as you can into the gaping gateway.
>Into the unknown.
~Fin.