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Anonfilly Thread - Filtration Edition
Nueve
No.255954
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>Spoonfeed me. What's this thread about?
This thread typically consists of Anon gone filly, as he's thrust into a new life as a cute little pony.
>What's to be expected?
Fillies, cuteness, Anon-tier shenanigans, bitchy Twilight, desires to be the little filly, etc..

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

>I'm a contributor.
Great! For writers, just notify All Nighter Fgt, so you can have your green to the Doc. For artists, animators, or any other content makers, you can store your fillies in the Dropbox for future viewing pleasure.
Some especially based faggot also recently compiled nearly every filly image ever created, which you can check out here: https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1AowOdwFzlbRk0FVZsRGRYe2hyKhzo2h3?usp=sharing
Assess how well you fit into the filly hivemind: https://projects.fivethirtyeight.com/personality-quiz/?group=-LdS-38NvfIG9PHPrYB8
>I don't like this thread because of reasons.
You'll never know how it is unless you try a dose of filly.
Old-mare Thread: >>253641 →
Anonymous
Scruffy
No.255961
>>255954
Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
*scruffy thinks to himself*
"Tha's not a proper coffee filter, and tha's not a proper use of a coffee filter. Summin ain't right with the fillies." he says, smearing black soot under his eyes.
Nueve
No.255962
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>>255957 →
Guess kys post were delet, oh. Apologies frend.
Anonymous
No.255965
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>>255962

Anonymous
No.255966
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>>255965
You missed a few spots.
Sorry the edit.
Anonymous
No.255969
255999
>>255966
Thanks, shed pony. Don't roofie me and take one of my kidneys tonight please.
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No.255970
255971
I'm here to pop this thread's content cherry! Time to take you all off that cliffhanger, it must suck having to keep your grip for over a day. Anyway, where we last left off, Twilight has Anon and Astra both trapped inside magic bubbles, and has called in an expert of sorts to find out if Anon's still himself in there! You all had some guesses as to who that expert could be, but only one of you was correct, and you'll find out now!
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No.255971
255972 255985
>>255970

>... Pinkie?
>You turn around to get a firm answer to your tentative question
>When you do, you see that bubbly pink mare herself glanicng between you, Astra, and Twilight
>"Ooh, you even managed to bring it back too!"
>"Yeah, problem is it got Anonymous and I can't tell if she's still in there or not."
>Pinkie nods energetically before bouncing over to you and staring at you through squinted eyes
>You can't help but retreat a bit to the other side of the bubble, but you move back when you realize how that might hurt your chances of getting out alive
>"Nonny, is that you?"
>Uhhh...
"Last I checked, I'm still me. Only difference is, now I'm a lovecraftian monster."
>"Mmhmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm... Likely story, but I know that the REAL Nonny would've answered that her best friend Pinkie should already KNOW she's her!"
"Ohshitohshit- does this mean I messed up?"
>"Nah, I could tell that you're still you the instant I saw you! I just wanted to goof on ya, that's all."
>As you breathe a sigh of relief, Pinkie drops her overly serious expression for a more fitting grin and some mild laughter
>"Pinkie?"
>"Yep, it's Anonymous all right!"
>Twilight then lets out a sigh of her own before dropping you out of your bubble
>"Thanks, that's a load off my mind."
>"No prob, anything for a friend!"
>"Anon, if 'Astra' really didn't completely assimilate you, then why didn't you tell me?"
"I'll tell you if you start explaining some shit to me, like why I can see the inside of Pinkie's head!"
>"I'd think that if you can do that, you should already know the answer."
"But.... But when? How? If you didn't trust me, why do you trust her? How long has-"
>"I figure if you're going to have that many questions, then I might as well start from the beginning. It all started the last time I was at that base for research, and I brought Pinkie there for company. She also got infected by 'Astra', but unlike you, she was very up-front about it and even warned me about it. For the rest of the expedition, I kept her quarantined and monitored. She complied, nothing came up, and when we both came back, I kept her under even heavier observation for about six months. Again, nothing came up, so I just dropped it."
"That just leaves me with one more question."
>"Shoot."
"Pinkie, how did you get free of Astra's control? I'm only like this because of something that it said is a rare mistake to make unintentionally, and I have a hard time believing it happened twice."
>"Idunno! I was just trying to be friendly with it, but it got mad and then I got my body back!"
>This is when Astra interrupts the proceedings
>"I ͜rem̩o̩ved̳ y̲o̠u ̼from uș be̙cau̮s̝e ̥yo̰u w̖e͖re̻ ͉c̬ąu̢s̬in̙g ̺us ̖p̹h͚y̗s̫ḭcḁl ag̱o̝nỵ wi̖tḥ yoṳr constant c̜h̟a͙t̼te̯r ̲a̤n̩d͙ o͉utri̬ght re̖fu̩sal̜ t̝o join̬ pŗo͍perl͚y̜ intoͅ t̬h͜e̺ ̲c̻ol̗lect̮ive,̜ e͖șp̗e̲ci̜al̩l̠y ͍wͅith ̖you͙r ̨utte͙ra̠ņc̘e̪s ̣o͍f̳ ̙'̰l̡igh̝ten͜ ̼u͖p' ͕an̯d̦ ̺'let̘'s b̭e ̢f̭r̭ie͉n͇ds̥'̬.̜"
>"You haven't changed a bit, have you? Oh well, I'm so excited you're here now, so now you have to be my friend!"
>Astra releases a low, guttural growl before giving its retort
>"We'̢d̢ s͇oone̹r ̻pas͕s ̫into ͓e̦t̤e͉rn̹ițy͓ ̣tha̱n j̟oi͔n̩ y̯ou̝ ̯in͓ any̯ ͎wa̡y͉.̼"
>"I'll have to take you up on that, then."
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No.255972
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>>255971

>The bubble then begins to glow as Astra begins freaking out within
>After another second, it finally caves
>"A̺l̙r̝i̯ght,̡ c̝e̹a͓se!̯ ̘W̙e ͅsh̹a͙l̪l h̜umor̨ y̠ou ̫for̜ ̺t̳he time͜ b͙ei̡ng,̡ ̡so ̦end̬ ou͈r̫ ̲torm͍e͜ṉt̝!̧"
>"Wow, you really don't like heat. That temperature was still within known records of certain deserts, and you already found it unbearable. I'll have to write that down..."
>The bubble stops glowing and Twilight pops a clipboard and pen out of thin air to note down this information
>Astra takes some time to settle down again while she does, probably so it can stop itself from repeating the situation when Twilight spells out the deal
>"... Alright, you already know your two options. Either become a functioning member of pony society without assimilating or consuming anyone, or be removed from this mortal plane to save it from you. Make your choice."
>"I͔f ̳yo̳u̦ ar̤e̟ ̖g̫oi̱n̼g to͙ ̯m͓ak̜e ͜o̖u͈r ͖ḑea̳th̪ ̮a̬s̘ insu̼ff̫erab̬le̝ ̞as̠ ̮t̪h̙a̩t ̩'͓te͉s͖t̹'̘ o̺f ̻y̨o͓ur̥s̤,͈ ̗t͔he̦n͉ ̹we̜'l͔l̖ ͕ta͍ke̼ what̠ li̙f̼e we͙ can ̬get, ͙s̲i͜m̱pḷy ̺f̞or͉ t̲he ch̤anc͈e͚ ̰of̻ exact̠ing ̟r͇e̗v͍e̠n͈ge up͈on y̥o̥u."
>"If you really want to be let out, then that's not a good way to start."
>Astra stays silent for a few moments, but you can feel the impotent rage radiating off it as it mentally steels itself to do the one thing it never thought it would ever have to do
>"..̫.̣ P̼lea̜sͅe̲ ̹rͅe̼l̡e̫a̞se ̭me͜,̲ w͍e ̯a̯cc͇e̗p̻t ͙th̯e ter͙m͉s ̬a͈n̨d ̮wḭll a̙s̘s̬imil̫a̖te ̳in̝to you̘r̭ ̡s̼mall-m͚ind̲eḍ ̼sp̠e̯cie̮s̪ wit͈ho̰ut g̠i̟v̜ing ͓yoų all th͎e ̬blessi͔n̯g̘ ̖o̭f͖ u̹n̼i̞t̨y̪."
>"Mmmm... Idunno Twi, it didn't seem honest to me."
>"SI̤L̟E͈NC̭E,̢ P͉IN̲K͕ ͇T̹UM̘OR!̯"
>"And that's just plain rude!"
>Astra lets out a frustrated shriek, briefly exploding out into a mass of flesh more akin to what you first encountered in the snow before once again regaining composure
>"W̬e͎ hav͔e̦ ͜a͕lrea̮d͖y͚ a̲gͅr̜e̹ed̥ ̙t̞o̲ you͚r͖ te̻r̳ms͇ tw̗ic͉e,̰ ̥now͚ relḛas̩e us!̧"
>From what you can sense, Astra's telling the truth
"Twilight, let it go. Astra's definitely angry, but it's also telling the truth there. It's willing to go along with your plans. Not happy about it in the slightest, but if I know my interstellar parasitic hiveminds, they rarely are in situations like this."
>"It certainly doesn't seem like it, at least from what it's said."
"Well, how would you feel if you were off uh..."
>Well, the comparison you were going to use wouldn't quite work, given the heavily pacifistic norms here
"Hang on, I gotta think up a better comparison. Give me a moment."
>Twilight sighs before replying
>"Take your time."
>Which you do, but you don't take too much
"Okay, what if you found a massive library with every book ever written free to read, but when you pulled a book off the shelf, it immediately slapped you across the face before demanding you A: not read any of the books there, and B: submit to their authority and spend the rest of your life acting like a book under threat of death?"
>"I'd leave the library."
"Okay, now what if you were always inside the library and there's no way out?"
>"Look, I get what you're trying to say, but if 'Astra's really going to stay true to its word, then it should be able to at least make an effort starting now."
"Astra has made an effort by agreeing to your terms! It has submitted to the fact that it's not the be-all end-all of life, and that at least in this moment, you're stronger. Besides, even if Astra ends up going back on its word, you've got two of us here that can track down every last piece of it so that you can reduce them to ash before things get out of hoof."
>Twilight looks back to the bubble containing the still-fuming ponybomination before turning back to you
>"... Alright, but you're in charge of keeping track of it."
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No.255973
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>>255972

>Twilight then turns back towards the bubble, lowers it to the ground, and opens it up
>As Astra begins reforming completely into its disguised form, Twilight addresses it again
>"You know the deal; no killings and no assimilations and I don't incinerate you. Got it?"
>"We understand."
>As the manufactured voice's words ring across the silent landscape, you feel Astra's presence in your mind downgrade from full rage to a low simmer
>"Good. You'll be under Anonymous's supervision, and Anon-"
>Twilight turns to face you now
>"-you'll be under Pinkie's supervision. We'll get the details of how this will all work sorted out tomorrow, but I still need to know one thing."
"Hm?"
>"Why didn't you tell me about Astra?"
>Oh
>She didn't forget about that
"It's... It's not something I feel entirely comfortable saying out loud."
>"Then just think it to me, I'll hear it."
"Your telepathy works like that?"
>"It works with Pinkie, so if you can do telepathic communication, then it'll work with you."
>Okay then
Testing, can you hear me?
>Loud and clear!
Can anyone else hear me?
>You recieve silence on the other end, prompting you to look over at Astra and Pinkie
>When you do, you see that they're both very distracted
>Specifically, Pinkie's got Astra around the neck in a bear hug while explaining how they'll both become friends for real this time while Astra tries to force itself free
Never mind, then.
>So, what is it?
Well... As you know, when you turned me into... This, I ended up having to go through the other hoops of childhood like school. You ended up playing the part of my caretaker, but something still felt missing from all of it. I still appreciate everything you've done for me, but... I guess what I'm trying to say is, what's a childhood without a mother?
>Twilight recoils in surprise for a brief moment before she ultimately comes to a look of understanding
>So you made it promise to be your mother?
Yeah, it's kinda sad, I know.
>No, it actually makes sense in a way. I'm just sorry I didn't realize it sooner, otherwise we might not be in this mess! I guess I can work that into the plan, so you don't have to worry.
Thanks for understanding, Twi.
>Now, how about we get those two in on the plan as it stands?
You're not telling them I told you, right?
>We ̼c̤o̹uld̨ h͉ęa̠r ͓ṯhe w̲h͎o̱l̙e tim͈e̖,̝ b̻utͅ t̠h̟e̠ ̞p̪in̯k ͓one̙ ̩is̩ liͅke̺ly͎ d͉e̲a̞f͎e͕nͅe͙d ḅy̭ her o͖w̠n̰ ̺wͅord͈s͙.̖
>Nope, I can hear it too! Don't worry though, I pinkie promise not to tell.
"Then I might as well have just said it out loud, huh?"
>"Maybe, but that saves part of the explanation. You and Astra stay together as you keep track of it and Astra plays the role of your legal guardian, Pinkie keeps track of you both and tells you two anything you need to know about your body and pony society respectively, and I handle everything administrative and any necessary disciplinary measures! We'll work out the rest tomorrow, but for now I'm tired. Pinkie, Anon, Astra's in your hooves."
>Twilight punctuates her speech with a yawn before heading inside to bed, leaving you and Astra under Pinkie's care
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No.255974
255975 255976 255982
>>255973
And as always, like/comment/subscribe/dislike/shitpost/whatever, interaction is always the high point of my day and having input to take into consideration always helps me improve!
Anonymous
No.255975
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>>255974
Liked, commented, subscribed, disliked, shitposted, and whatevered
Anonymous
No.255976
>>255974
Liked. It deserves a second reading.
Anonymous
No.255980
255985
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>inb4 derpi source
>inb4 phoneposting
I miss you fillies and I thought, what better way to express that than by being a debbie downer at 2AM? On with the show.

>day 1000-somesuch innaquestria
>you look outside and see snow
>lots...and lots...of snow
>the sheer, blinding whiteness of the rural town in winter is aggravating even after over two winters here
>you sit at the storm windows of your little shack, barely able to make out a single detail of the environment outside
>at least the insulation inside is good enough to stay comfy, but the real problem is the thoughts this snow evokes
>some time ago, you were in a more populous region, still somewhat small but fairly active
>you were one of the first fillies, but you stayed silent, only engaging once the other fillies started forming their groups, like their Discord Hellspawn and Twimom Babby social circle
>you never stood out, but one filly in particular inspired you to try entertaining others
>they led by example with edgy shitposts mixed with honest hints of leadership, advocating fillies to create a sovereign nation, offering troop-based skirmish advice
>you were more a humble storyteller and comfyposter
>neither of you reached a very large crowd, but it didn't matter

>you pour a mug of tea and sneak in some liquor, wrapping back up as you sit in bed
>that time's passed
>you never took pictures, or wrote a journal, or anything
>you kept no memento, thinking the memories would keep you going
>months of hard labor as a young mare have distracted you from that memory
>what was that little legionary runt's name?
>where was that silly birthmark, was it her front or rear left leg?
>all lost
>no point returning to Ponyville or even searching the Discord Hellspawns' hub for her
>if she's still around she's probably moved on anyway - hell, if she even remembered your unoriginal rambles of yesteryear, she probably has better ironpills to keep going
>no, it's too late now
>nobody knew you to begin with, not like forgetting you would be all that hard
>you take a long swig, swallowing a large portion of your spiked drink
>even now you are utterly unremarkable even among the couple-dozen people on yhis dirt road
>if you died in your sleep, the shopkeeper and the dog breeder would be fine again in mere days
>you're just another disgruntled anon
>soon enough even the disgruntled part will fade from public memory

I miss vidme. Sorry.
Anonymous
No.255982
256066
>>255974
I guessed right. What do I win?
Anonymous
No.255985
>>255971
>>255972
>>255973
At least Pinkie isn't alone anymore.
>>255980
I haven't been here all that long not compared to everyone else. I'm not sure where I was going with this, but I'm willing to listen.
Anonymous
No.255999
256007 256051
>>255969
>Anonfilly awakes with a note and an uncomfortable bulge.
-Here's some extra kidneys take good care of them I'll want them back later, but I'm out of room even with all my animals. ~Love, Fluttershy
>I shouldn't have taken those sleep aids.
>Heh aids.
Anonymous
No.256001
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Anonymous
No.256007
256051 256143 256184
>>255999
I would read the fuck out of a JTHM/Squee filly and Fluttershed story
>Filly w/ abusive and/or neglectful Twimom is sitting in bed
>Window opens, revealing a bleeding Fluttershy
>Asks if she can use filly's medical cabinet to disinfect her wounds
>Later saves filly's ass from a pedophile because Twilight is too busy off drinking to give a shit, etc.

Anonymous
No.256025
256028 256036 256038
>>255962
I want to use her as a punching bag while she slowly suffocates, strikes slowly getting harder as I watch the light leave her eyes
Anonymous
No.256028
>>256025
You’re a based and redpilled guy.
Anonymous
No.256036
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>>256025

Anonymous
No.256038
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>>256025
But isn't filly (you)?
Anonymous
No.256039
>>256038
Why do you think I want it so much?
Anonymous
No.256040
256041 256067
>>256036
Do I need to break out my counter-images?
Anonymous
No.256041
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>>256040
No u
Anonymous
No.256042
256043
>>255954
Imagine doing that with a babby
Anonymous
No.256043
256046
>>256042
Anon my friend I don't think a baby can be poured through the underwear overwear? like coffee. It could be that I'm not trying hard enough
Anonymous
No.256045
>>256001
>foal labor
I didn't know filly was stuck in an Asian factory.
Anonymous
No.256046
256056
>>256043
>Put babby in panties
>Wait a bit
>...
Anonymous
No.256048
>>256041
Saved.
Ly as in (Lee) in Anonfilly
Anonymous
No.256051
256084 256276
>>256007
I hope I only disappoint a little bit instead of alot.
>>255999
>"Hey, hey, hey stay outta my shed."
>I'm sure it's a prerecorded message.
>I knock again it's polite to knock first. Especially when I first came to Equestria.
"It's me. Anonfilly, Remember it's me Ly?"
>I feel a hoof tap on my shoulder.
>It's Shy this time.
>"Oh, Ly I know Twilight is off solving friendship quests, and I'm glad you really do respect my boundaries too..."
>"But could you please? Maybe just join me for tea? We need to talk."
"A tea party? With you? Yes!"
>This'll be the first bite I had to eat in a while.
>Twilight is always so exhausted since summoning me.
>Sometimes she forgets to cook
>or even eat
>or stock the fridge
>or lock the doors
>or me...

>I love tea time with my now favorite pony in the whole wide world.
>Twilight will always be in my top twenty list.
>The fresh blood decorating walls in a language that was honestly a bit too detailed always gives off a cozy feeling now.

>I first met Flutter a few months ago.
>Twilight's dead asleep with barely a word as a good night.
>Few things could wake her.
>Hearing my door in my room creek open I thought it was Mo-Twilight it wasn't.
>Fluttershy all bloodied, and ruffled looks at me slightly crazed.
>I nod toward the bathroom.
>Little strange, but nothing concerning.
>Despite sharing the same extremely large bed the books form a hard wall between me and my purple m- co- ... Twilight
>Talking too loudly might wake up Twilight, and she always needs her strength.
>Fluttershy shambles into the bathroom.
>The door opens again this time a stallion, at full mast.
>Opening my mouth to scream to warn of a stranger
>a book magically flies into my mouth.
>It could be the earth pony rapist, or Twilight.
>I give it a fifty-fifty chance of either.
>He whispers
>"Give me a good time and nopony get's hur-"
>His blood drips down on me, but not the book
>coating the walls.
>Something terrible has just been avoided.
>"I swear you pissed the bed on my books, an' chewed- zzzz."
>I saw my savior with goo, and several bandages.

>The tea is quite good.
>The cookies are heavenly, so are the fingerling sandwiches.
>"Good, good you didn't see anything."
"What if I did? I didn't, but hypothetically."
>"Would you tell anypony else?"
"Mnmn no way I promised I wouldn't."
"Plus you're my best friend."
Anonymous
No.256056
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>>256046
Uh oh, someone spilled lemonade and babby is sitting in it
Anonymous
No.256058
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Anonymous
No.256059
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I know I'm not unique asking this question, even among the pony fandom, but I've been really preoccupied about this: anyone else here feel like this thread, even /mlpol/ at large, is either getting put on the chopping block soon or just fading out of its frequenters' psyche? Even my time writefagging recently feels like a distant memory...
Anonymous
No.256060
256068
>>256059
>getting put on the chopping block soon or just fading out of its frequenters
It might be. But this place caters to me.
I miss movie night.
Anonymous
No.256061
256063 256064
>>256059
I feel it too Anon, we all feel it...
Despite the discordfags' attempts to say that we're full of shit, we've been slowing for a while. Don't give up hope just yet though, Pupper is working on some fancy new updates to the site code that'll make it not require a supercomputer to have open all the time, once the new site gets rolled out I have a bit of faith that the ease of access will reel in a few passers-by. In the mean time, all we can do is pray for content and interesting things to happen.
Anonymous
No.256063
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>>256061


Anonymous
No.256064
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>>256061
>le dicksword boogeyman
Don't make this into an "us vs them" thing, we're all in this together.
It's been as clear to me as it has to you that the thread's been slowing for a while, I'd say ever since we got booted off /mlp/. Regardless of why things have slowed, it's important that we make the best of our time here for as long as we can. Squabbling and fighting among ourselves would be an awful way to go down, wouldn't you agree?
Anonymous
No.256065
256068
>>256064
>We're all in this together
Except for the sequestered Discord cloister whom only descends from on high to defend their monastery, or some shit.
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No.256066
>>255982
You get the smug satisfaction of having outperformed my pea of a brain!

>>256059
I know I'm not leaving this site anytime soon, but I can't exactly speak for others. At least with the ride being officially over, only those of us willing to keep it going well will be left, right? I better not be the only one pushing, that's for sure
Anonymous
No.256067
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>>256040
Anonymous
No.256068
256070
>>256060
God, me too. I miss being in 27's mlpol discord server despite knowing I didn't really belong. I miss writefagging regularly, even stupid crack ships like Spy x Rarity, and not being so burnt out. I miss making videos for an audience of mere dozens, then getting a donation from someone who was much the same. I miss raids, I miss making fun of CWC and snort burnell, I miss making my stupid Fluttershy voice, I miss dramatically reading Country Bears fetish fanfiction with friends, I miss...the internet I grew up on.

>>256065
I haven't seen the inside of the server in awhile but I'm just sick of trying to argue about it. It doesn't matter anymore. I just want the old web and all those I lost along the way as it came crashing down. I'm sick of fighting and being wrong or right.
Anonymous
No.256070
>>256068
>I just want the old web and all those I lost along the way as it came crashing down. I'm sick of fighting and being wrong or right.
Man, I wasn't even part of the old web to even know what's going on, but I want it back too.
Anonymous
No.256071
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I couldn't sleep and remembered that Lunarshine gave me a code for 10% off of a purchase due to a late delivery. I have no use for it myself, but one of you might and I figured you might have some fun here. I did my best to make sure all of the questions were challenging enough and most couldn't just be googled (aside from the obvious) so I think it'll pose a worthy challenge.
http://www.itstoohard.com/puzzle/fDkLUg6T
If I get an email from one of you and there are no winners listed on the site, you're all disqualified and I'll just post it in a thread on one of mlpol's boards for whoever uses it first. The code is listed as expiring on the first of February 2019, but as it didn't ship out until December I'm sure that's a typo.
Anonymous
No.256074
>>256071
I know the answers to 6, 10, and 11 in case anyone needs help with those specifically.
Anonymous
No.256075
256077
>>256036
Wouldn't this mean we should post as much abuse as possible to make sure it never happens?
Anonymous
No.256076
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>>256071
Only number 9 correct.
Anonymous
No.256077
>>256075
>Ms. Cheerilee pauses, setting down the chalk to speak.
>"That’s an interesting topic for discussion Anon. Why don’t you start us out?"
>The filly begins to sweat nervously as her teacher disappears into the storage closet where the paddle is kept.
Anonymous
No.256084
>>256051

Kinda confused at the middle part when the rapist comes out of nowhere, but I definitely enjoyed it
>tfw no yandere momfu to attack any other mares that try to come close to you
>tfw you now have a stallion teacher
Anonymous
No.256086
Harvey, if you see this is their anywhere private i can ask you something?
Anonymous
No.256116
>>256059
/mlpol/ has been dying for a while. It's got half the posts per day it did a couple years ago
Anonymous
No.256117
>>256056
How do you know it's lemonade?
Anonymous
No.256119
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>"How you like our new home 'nonny?"
>"I made sure we'd stay close enough to Ponyville so you didn't lose your friends and we can still throw parties with them!"
>"Ya' know. Your grandfather always said 'Pinkie! One day if you want foals of your own, you're gonna have to settle down with a stallion!' But look at me- no! US, now! My very own filly with none of the boring stuff before it!"
>"What boring stuff? Er... maybe that's a 'party' I'll explain to you when your older 'nonny. For now lets get you to school so you can see your friends! Or even check out your special somepony friend~ They'll definitely be there today~"
>"Snrk I didn't know, you just told me silly!"
>"Oh it's alright 'Nonny, you can love whatever pony you want, I'll still love you no matter what you silly filly!"
>"There's my big filly's smile!"
>...
>"Hm?"
>"Of course you can ask me a question sweetie! Pinkie has got the answers!"
>"My special somepony? I don't got one silly."
>"Oh... well, I haven't thought about it. I mean, that Cheese Sandwich colt was fun to hangout with, but he's not my type, neither is Big Mac, but ol' AJ is likely to make me regret trying HIM."
>"You want a daddy huh?"
>"No? Then why'd you-"
>"Anypony... what do you- oh 'nonny! C'mer and give momma a hug!"
>"You're such a sweet filly! Momma is so lucky to have somepony like you in her life!"
>"Well, we're here, I'll see you when you get home, and remember smooch momma loves you~! Now go play with your friends!"
>...
>Pinkie hops back home happily after watching for Anonfilly to get inside the school first.

Anonymous
No.256120
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>"Oh Celestia, right there! Ah ah, oh my goodness keep going! Don't stop! S-Such a good filly, oh Celestia you're SUCH a good filly! I-I'm close! Keep going! NNNAH~! KA-CRACK" Spitfire's eyes roll back and tongue rolls out as you crack her wing joints after a long day. "Oh godess~"
>She groans her head laying on it's side.
>You begin to gently apply the slightest pressure in needed areas to her back, electing small groans and and pleased moans.
>Living with your mom and aunt Aloe and Lotus has gotten you to learn were to apply pressure to help relieve pain and stress from ponies like Spitfire.
>That Rainbow Dash mare could really use it.
>"G-Gah, holy Celestia's teats did I need this." She says as her wings begin to shake as they try to stretch out more than possible in the pleasure. "Kid, how'd you like a job as a Wonderbolt service member?"
>You flap your small wings so you can get onto her back, you walk around on it, wings still flapping, so you can mediate your weight to just enough for pleasure, not too much to cause pain.
"Hmm?"
>You hum idly as you continue your work.
>Ponies say all sorts of things when you're working on them like this all the time.
>"Y-Yeah, oh work on that spot, mmm. Yeah, you work your little HOOfy magic on the team, and I'll pay you."
"Mmm."
>"Yeah, I'd say abOwt, mhnm, forty a hour?"
>That does sound really good, but again. Massage crazy.
"I'm comfortable were I am, thank you for the offer."
Anonymous
No.256121
256123
>>256120
>"Eh, you're proahbably better off. M-iiee!-luck, somepony will think you offer happy endings." She says with a snicker.
>You gently whisper.
"Only to the mares I like."
>There's silence as you let that hang, before letting out a giggle.
>She laughs.
>"H-Had me there for a minute kid. Thought today would be going another direction!"
>You just giggle quietly.
>Eventually after thirty more minutes of work you're done on the mare.
>She slowly stands up, her wings again shaking as they try to stretch more than possible.
>"Mmmmnhnn~! Celestia do I feel good! Thanks kid, again, the offer still stands. Ever want to be a Wonderbolt service member, hit me up." She says before trotting to leave.
"Have a good day~"
>"You too."

Anonymous
No.256122
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>You stand before the ruined world.
>"Remember your training, Anon."
>You look back at Pinkie, her long deflated mane flowing in the wind.
>You nod.
>Reaching for your long useless weapon, you channel the raw magic of the earth into your hoof.
>At first doing something like this would be enough to make you scream, but the pain is dulled after months of practice.
>You pull the pistol out of its holster.
>The small magazine is removed, and you take your precious bullets out one by one, counting them.
>One for the Sun Tyrant.
>One for the Moonlord.
>One for the Mother, and one for the whore.
>And one for the bookhorse.
>The rest will have to fall to your hooves.
>"Good luck, Nonny. If anypony can do it it's you."
>You load the rounds back into the pistol and stick your old beanie on your head.
>A memento of times long past.
>For a moment you feel angry at Pinkie for even implying that you could fail, your teeth clenching.
>But then you realize that it's the first glimmer of hope you've heard her proclaim in years.
>You holster your weapon once again, let your faux fingers shrink back into your hoof, and give your mother a hug.
>And of course she returns it.
Anonymous
No.256123
>>256122
>>256119
>>256120
>>256121
Anon, I... I can only get so comfy.
Anonymous
No.256124
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>"Anon, I'm not entirely sure what this 'anime' is, but you can't write your report on it unless you can convince me it has some literary merit."

Anonymous
No.256128
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>>256124
>"Myeeem, don't you want me to learn about different cultures? Diversity is our strength after all."

Anonymous
No.256129
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>>256128
>this filly has a death wish
Anonymous
No.256130
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>>256129
?
Anonymous
No.256131
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>>256130
???
Anonymous
No.256132
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>>256130
I think there is a minor misunderstanding.
Let's the fillies to relax.
Anonymous
No.256133
256134
>>256132
>Pony Town
Is it even a game yet, or is it still a glorified chat program?
Anonymous
No.256134
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>>256133
Was it ever supposed to be more than that?
Anonymous
No.256136
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>>256134
It didn't have any building elements the last I checked.
Anonymous
No.256137
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>>256136
Maybe the real town... was the friends we made along the way
Anonymous
No.256138
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>>256137

Anonymous
No.256141
256155
>>256136
>>256137
>>256138
Now I want a Filly Crossing game
Anonymous
No.256143
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Spoilered
>>256007
I get that reference
Anonymous
No.256144
256156
>>256143
This image has been posted to filly thread before, plus they literally named JTHM/Squee in the post. Congrats, you put 2 and 2 together. Actually that's not quite accurate, you wrote "2+2" down, then got the calculator out to figure it out.
Anonymous
No.256145
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Anonymous
No.256146
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>>256145

Anonymous
No.256155
>>256141
Hunh, that would actually work out fairly well...
Extraordinarily well infact. All of fillies antics in greens could infact be portayed as that style, and could have seperate 'dimentions' so each time is slightly different.
One time you could get bitch Twilight, and another it's the short comfy green Purple.
The only problem is making everything.

https://www.invidio.us/watch?v=0eHukNfg8Lo
Anonymous
No.256156
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>>256143
>>256144

Anonymous
No.256167
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Anonymous
No.256168
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>>256167
>
Anonymous
No.256173
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Anonymous
No.256175
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Spoilered

Anonymous
No.256184
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>>256007
Nny is my weakness, i felt compelled to translate the first issue into an anonfilly story

Since it's a bit big, here's a pastebin and a poner
https://pastebin.com/angmcaGx
Anonymous
No.256185
256187
>>256184
>A bit big
Nigga that's only 69 lines, you can format that into green and fit it in a couple of posts.
Anonymous
No.256187
256189
>>256185
It would fit into two posts but i spent all day reading and my eyes hurt
Anonymous
No.256188
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Ugh, fine... I'll do it for you you lazy faggot. Because it's good and not enough people will read it if it isn't posted here directly.
Anonymous
No.256189
256190
>>256184
>>256187
It'd beautiful Anon. It's a great green.
>Spoiler
I hope you feel better soon.
Anonymous
No.256190
>>256188
That's actually..Very kind of you anon, thank you a lot
>>256189
Y-you too
Anonymous
No.256193
256195
>It is the middle of the night, the darkness is all-consuming.
>A door creaks open, showing the silhouette of a filly carrying around a plush bear.
"Spike? I heard a noise" she whimpers, sacredly, her eyes still trying to make out the forms which lay dormant upon the bed in front of her.
>The dragon ignored her, his sleep undisturbed. You are honestly not sure why, of all creatures, asking spike for help seemed like a good idea.
>He was obviously not waking up.
>In fact, this one time you decided to dress him up in a cute dress and play pretend with him, and he did not wake up in the entirety of the night!
>His sleeping skills were something to envy.
>Regardless, the tiny dragon lays dormant and a fearful filly firmly pressed the bear plushie against her chest fluff.
"Come on, Fushy, mommy twilight will help us"
>Making her way through the darkness, the filly arrives at a tall wooden door, almost too tall to open considering her short stature.
>Right behind such door, twilight's reading room presented itself engulfed by darkness if not for the desk lamp illuminating whatever book twilight was reading now. Twilight just sat there, back turned towards the room's only exit, the illumination giving her a sinister look.

"Mo-"
>The filly hesitates
"Twilight, I'm scared, I heard noises!"
>An uncomfortable suspense follows for a few seconds, only broken by the filly's own words
"Twilight-"
Immediately, a tired voice on the edge of anger replies emulating a calm tone.-
>"Anon, you just moved into your new room. You’re just not used to its sounds"
>Anon was ready to explain to her- To Twily how a good night's sleep is essential for any developing young foal such as her, in fact-
>"I'm busy right now, studying. That's all I seem to do now, I haven't smiled once since you came into my life. Go to sleep."
>That was…Rude, you even forgot what you were supposed to say and for some reason it made you feel guilty. Stupid filly body messing up your emotions, and stupid twilight and stupid monsters…
"Yes twily"
>was all she said before leaving the room.
>Back where she started, she laid hesitant.
>Her room's door was tall and imposing, somehow it made her feel even smaller. Looking down at her plushie, the filly scrunches and inflates her chest fluff; even if temporary, she manages to build-up some courage and with a valiant swing, she opens the door to her room, revealing…

>A broken window
>There is a broken window
>In her room
>So there really is some kind of eldritch pony horror lurking around her room in the middle of the night
>She freezes, letting out a whimper “mommy”
>A sudden CRacK snaps her out of her trance, muscles clenched around her bear plush
"The bathroom, Fushy. There's something in the bathroom"
>On a slow march towards the bathroom door, she releases the tight grip from the plush, looking into its empty eyes.
"Let's be brave, Fushy-"
>Almost as if interrupted by an inaudible voice, the filly annoyingly scrunches
"No, it's not stupid to open the door…Besides what am I supposed to do, wait for the fucker to murder me on my sleep? Nuh-huh not on my watch"
>Despite the words of bravery, her trembling legs gave away her fear, after all she was just a helpless filly and whatever pony fuelled eldritch hell was waiting behind that door was probably looking forwards to crush, kill, destroy… Or, even worse, boop her!
>She let out a smirk, it was thoughts like these that kept her not so terrified, somewhat.
>Collecting her courage, the filly slowly raises her hoof, she turns the doorknob and sightly opens the door-
"WHERE THE FUCK IS THE BACTINE"
>She falls back with a cute whimper, falling on her back and instinctively covering her belly with her tail, the door bursts open revealing a frustrated Fluttershy shouting at a tube of toothpaste she's squeezing angrily.

>Upon realizing there was now a little filly with a terrified look on her face watching her from the ground, the yellow mare soon seizes her rage-fuelled search.-

>"Oh hello anon"
>The previous frustration on her voice seems to be replaced by kindness as she hides the toothpaste behind her back.
>You cannot help but feel a small relief in knowing it was not a monster, but that kind-hearted pony that is Fluttershy, rummaging through your bathroom In the middle of the night screaming like a maniac just after breaking through your window.
>On the other hand, she looked…Different somehow, and you are still feeling your legs trembling as you try to sit down and let a few words escape your mouth
"F-Fluttershy?"
>"Sorry anon, I don't mean to intrude but. Where do you keep the bactine? You see, some of this blood is mine"
Despite opening her mouth, only a whimper comes out as anon realizes the mare in front of him is in fact covered in blood like right now. Blood, like real blood, last time you saw that stuff was this one time twilight came back home with a nosebleed, but you never saw this much blood like ever. An uneasy feeling starts to grow; suddenly a monster doesn't seems so bad.
>"Wait, I found it..Yeah that's it."
>The whole time, the yellow pony was still searching, undisturbed by the filly.
>She popped open the bottle of disinfectant and generously emptied its contents over her bruised body.
>The yellow mare looks back at you with a surprised expression that quickly devolves into a smile.-
>"Hey, you got a new bear plush? How adorable, what's his name?"

Anonymous
No.256195
>>256193
"T-that's Fushy"
>You can't help but stutter as the mare steps closer to pick up the teddy-bear
>"Well hello there, Fushy! Nice to meet you, I am Hhy."
>"So you are Anon's little friend huh? Well you certainly are an adorable little bear oh yes you are, yeees you are"
>Despite the freakish nature of the situation, the utter silliness of that baby-talk makes you ease-up a bit. You blame it on those damn filly hormones or whatever messing up with your brain, you know pretty well that there is something very fishy happening here.
>You're also pretty sure that for a second, the mare's expression went from a smile to a look of pure hatred holding your teddy but before you could point it out she gave it back to you.
>"Um, it's getting late, I should go now."
>As you proceed to tightly hold the plush against your chest, Hhy just proceeds to walk back up to the window.

>"Sorry about the window, I noticed it was locked…That's not very kind of you please-don't-lock-it-ever-again"
>You didn't catch that last part all that well but-
>"It's been nice talking, thanks for the disinfectant, bye"
>The mare climbs up the window, rushing a goodbye before taking off, and quickly flying away.

>Your muscles relax, were you clenching your muscles the whole time?
>For some reason a slight feel of panic starts growing on your chest, soon enough you're forced to do what any frightened filly does best
"MOMMY!"
>You let out a shriek with all your strength as you completely empty your bladder-
>Soon enough your cry is acknowledged by an equally high, yet much angrier cry
"YOU RUINED MY LIFE"
>You will most likely spend that restless night alone in your bed.


Anonymous
No.256196
Translated it into greentext format, gave it universal quotations and fixed a few errors like Flutters being referred to as green at one point.
Here's the pastebin for archival: https://pastebin.com/VBRyZFe2
Anonymous
No.256212
>>256071
???
Assfaggot
Magnus
???
???
Fight Club
Link
SIG MKMS
Twilight
is a dead commie
spy-cicle
peanut butter jelly time
Anonymous
No.256221
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>No Little League
>No Peppermint
>Nyx
Have we strayed so far from the light?
Anonymous
No.256222
>>256221
I bet space horse is dreaming of anon pussy from inside that helmet
Anonymous
No.256224
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Taking requests.
Anonymous
No.256226
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>>256221
>Little League

Anonymous
No.256227
256237
>>256224
Filly swimming.
Anonymous
No.256228
>>256224
fillymancer surrounded by ghostly fillies that float around spookily like the ghost players in Crawl
Anonymous
No.256229
256230 256233
Do you think part of why we don't have as many writefags is that it's a hell of a lot less likely to get something from a green drawn these days?
Anonymous
No.256230
>>256229
I don't see any connection between draws and a decrease in greens/writes. I never wrote intending to see draws of my stuff.
Anonymous
No.256232
>>256224
Filly going back in time to stop Twinet.
Anonymous
No.256233
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>>256229
I think the major reason is that there aren't a lot of interesting scenarios to write about anymore, it's all been done pretty much. Though I'm still waiting for filly in G1.
Anonymous
No.256234
256236
>>256233
I admit to feeling this sentiment personally. I mean, it's getting hard to come up with anything unique or interesting in concept or execution relating to filly.
Anonymous
No.256236
256240
>>256234
>it's getting hard to come up with anything unique or interesting
Here it is.
Creativity must come a natural and easy manner.

Anonymous
No.256237
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>>256227

Anonymous
No.256239
>>256237
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah.
Anonymous
No.256240
256274
>>256236
I don't know, Lone did some unique stuff near the end even if his story was mainly by the books. Hard to say if he'll return though.
Anonymous
No.256248
256255
>>256233
>it's all been done pretty much
Don't let that stop you, you just have to see what everybody has seen and think what no one has thought.
Anonymous
No.256254
>>256237
Le watery and moist spookist!
That poor sea monster not knowing it is going after Anonymous the Anonfilly.
Anonymous
No.256255
>>256233
>>256248
While trading the same ground can be the same sometimes it's how it's executed that matters most.
Waste
No.256257
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It is intresting to note that in the last thread we had this guy that wrote huge amounts of words in a short time in a novel format but I onl read like the first few posts and barely gave him any (you)s. And nobody else really gave him the attention he deserves.

The truth is that a wriitefag needs attention to continue to exist if you do not give them that, and specially new ones, they will disappear. Tbh, that is what happened to ASSFAGGOT I think. HE stopped getting (you)s when he posted and therefore didn't come out of hiatus.

If you care about thisthreads writefagging, the best thing you can do is to nag the people that write into writing more.

You don't have to shower them in praise but in attention. This is the key.
So many times were I just wrote oneshots thinking that I would be done with it only to
have a bunch of fags wanting more, and me not wanting to disapoint, wrote more.


Lone15, why are you not posting anymore? Is it because you are an ugly danish person. "Ugh, look at me when I talk it sound like a got my mouth filled with porridge.

Anwway, here some filly nonsense. Give me attention if you want more or I won't post more.

A rainbow zigzagged between the different clouds and a green lightning, with a smaller black one in th middle of it, followed it. The rainbow beam dove in a smooth arch downwards while the green beam did an upwards loop before it dove down after the rainbow one.

The rainbow beam slowed down and soon one could see that it was actually a cyan pegasus with a rainbow mane, whose name was Rainbow Dash but you already knew that. She looked behind her and spotted a green growing quickly from a small dot in the horizon to a little itty bitty filly shitty.

The filly tried to opened her wings but notice that the wind tugged her out of balance so
with a scared face, that RD caught, she returned her wings to a flat aerodynamic position.

As RD grinned and flew to the side, the winds of the filly swooshing by where RD had previously been in the air made RD's mane and tails blow to the side.

RD followed the filly with her gaze. She was about to fly after her but then she saw that the filly had stopped shrinking away in the distance. The filly flapped her wings like somebody who was preserving ice-cream in the desert with a folding fan would. As she flew she looked away, clenched her jaw and shut her eyes.

The filly flew like this breifly before she felt two hooves around her shoulder and then how she was pulled with these hooves downwards as she began to spin. She folded her wings the moment she realized what was happening and after a few rolls in the air, she noticed how somepony carried her by hugging her tightly against its chest. She heard the familiar sound of wings flapping that a pegasus made when they were only trying to remain in the air. She opened her green eyes and which meet the red ones of RD.

RD had a restrained grin on her face and her eyes were half-lidded. Filly looked away with a grumpy look.

"...

Don't actually doo what I told you, >Don't give me (you)s, because I have annoter project for this site that I want to write so therefore I do not to start a project here. I was mostly just whining at myself and you. But I stand by that (you)s is what writefagging lives and dies on.[s/]


Anonymous
No.256258
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>>256257
There's only so many ways you can suck a writefag's dick until it becomes repetitive.
Anonymous
No.256259
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>>256257
It is obvious that if you want more you can always just ask for more
But it is also worth nothing that sometimes a writefag doesn't feels like writting, to force oneself to write when really really not wanting to will most likely lead to a burnout or creative blockage.

It is important to give some attention, sure, but in the end no writefag owes anything to it's public and he or she an pretty much drop his stuff at any time
Thought it is still sad when a great fic gets abandoned
Anonymous
No.256260
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>>256258
>You don't have to shower them in praise but in attention.
Not praise. Just say what you think or anything.
But that not even what is happening here. The newfag in the last thread was did not get some much praise so that the praise ittself became redundant.
>>256259
What I mean to sya is that I think the lurkers and such owes the writefags or contentfags attention otherwise I think they should stop whining about the thread dying. Because obviously.

Anonymous
No.256263
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>>256257
I think it's less that writefags crave attention and more that attention guilt trips them into writing more. If they're writing for fun or just to get an idea out they dont feel obliged to keep writing for the sake of writing but if they have a clear audience hungry for the next installment than that is the key reason to write and update more often
Anonymous
No.256269
>>256145
>>256146
Hm. Biter filly might make an amusing one-shot. Or two-shot. Too much of a one-note gag to carry a story all on its own for very long.
Anonymous
No.256270
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>>256168
>"Anon, we've gone over this. You can't use double negatives. A negative negates the other negative."
"That's not no problem?"
>Twilight's eye twitches.
>"YES, it's a problem! It leads to ambiguity, confusion, and ponies will think you're dumber than you are!"
"There ain't no way it's bothering nopony."
>A scowl spreads on her face.
>Her horn lights up and a bar of soap pops into existence beside her.
>With a scream, the filly runs.
"I didn't do nothing wrong! I didn't do noth-glblblbglb!"
Anonymous
No.256273
>>256270
lel
Lone15
No.256274
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>>256240
Like all writing, mine comes from the subconscious absorption of information as media is consoomed. To say I did much unique is a bit of an overstatement, I just spun it in slightly different ways.
>>256257
I’m not Danish, ree... you post from a different country one time, and you’re a smelly Legolander for life. Keep in mind ASS likely isn’t ded, just in a longer hiatus than normal. I’ve had some contact with him since he fell silent here, and keep in mind that long fucking hiatuses are kind of his schtick at this point.
>>256260
It’s a bit pretentious to say the writefag is owed anything. Just like the humble lurker, he does it for free(TM). The fact that he could stop at any time like >>256259 said doesn’t make his words any more precious to those who don’t enjoy the story, so saying that he is owed (You)s is a bit silly imo.
>>256263
I don’t know about the others, but I have an unhealthy desire for attention. The way I see it I’ll be working in this thread on and off until it no longer exists, so I’ve got a bit of time to finish up old concepts. Except for Lab Filly, that concept is dead with the cyoa format.

OccultFacade
No.256275
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>>256167
>>256156
>>256146
>>256173
>>256175
>>256145
Excellent job.

>>256168
>>256270
Kek.

>>256274
>>256263
>>256260
>>256259
>>256258
>>256257
>Responds to everyfilly giving (You)s because I have nothing to add, but agree with all points to some degree.
Sometimes writefagging or contentfagging is bumped off the list of important things to do, due to circumstances in real life.
Anonymous
No.256276
256278 256283
>>256275
You forgot >>256051
He inspired me to write with his post despite me not being a writefag.

Anonymous
No.256278
256279 256283
>>256276
I think Occult didn’t respond to him because he is Occult.
Anonymous
No.256279
256283
>>256278
S-shit i screwed up
OccultFacade
No.256283
>>256276
>>256278
>>256279
I've been found out!
Anonymous
No.256292
256306
1729290.png
>Ywn eat waffles made with love by momma Twilight in your jammies
Why live?
Anonymous
No.256306
256308 256316
>>256292
>Why live?
The answer is to no longer live. We'll all meet each other innaquestria, because I'm feeling the magic tonight.
Anonymous
No.256308
256309 256316
>>256306
"It's time for the lottery."
>You pick up the .44 magnum revolver, load in a single round, and spin the cylinder like a big, dangerous fidget spinner; just like the fucking autist you are.
>You put the thing up to your temples, the lustrous steel carrying a glint from your computer screen in the pitch blackness of your room.
>Click.
>You sigh in relief.
>And then you become angry.
>Why is that relieving? You want to be there, with your loving momfu Twilight, far better than any human parent.
>You pull back the hammer and pull the trigger once more.
>Click.
>In your rage, you press it three more times.
>Unbelievable.
>Well, the next shot would get you for certain.
>"Wait! Stop!"
>You don't even question where the voice is coming from, just that it's trying to take away your salvation.
>In your underused voice you manage to slur out a drunken mumble.
"Why should I? I've half a mind to turn this damn thing on you."
>"Because, you're already dead."
>You laugh, and then look down at your lap.
>Six fucking feet down to your lap.
>"You shot yourself three bullets ago, the passing just didn't allow you to hear it."
"Then how am I holding the gun?"
>"You're not, just a copy. I'll give you your old body back for the day and a case of ammunition. If you can take down sixteen pesky people I've been itching to bump off for a while before midnight on Thursday, then you will be the sole soul to make its way to Equestria."
>"Fail, and you die permanently. Or, I could give you your old life back with a shot of redemption."
>You feel the grin stretching across your mismatched and dirty yellow teeth.
"Where's the ammunition?"
Anonymous
No.256309
256310
s500.jpeg
>>256308
>You pull back the hammer and pull the trigger once more
Do you know ground ponies can't pull a trigger?
Anonymous
No.256310
256312
>>256309
Not a pony yet, it was implied that comes after the murders.
Anonymous
No.256312
c0c9b.png
>>256310
My mistake.
Anonymous
No.256313
256314
>>256167
>>256168
>>256173
Bad filly! No lood!
>>256175
Is she crying? Is this legitimate >rape?
Anonymous
No.256314
>>256313
Knowing the drawfag's other work, it's probably legitimate rape.
Anonymous
No.256315
256316 256317 256318 256319 256320
I HATE ALL OF THIS SO FUCKING MUCH
I HATE THE DISCORDNIGGERS AND THE FACT THAT THEY’RE SO NONCHALANTLY KILLING OUR FUCKING THREAD
I HATE ALL OF THE DUMB SHIT PEOPLE IRL WHO TRY TO STEP ALL OVER ME, AND I HATE HOW I HAVE TO FUCKING TAKE IT FOR THE SAKE OF SUCCESS
I HATE THE RETARDS ON DERPIBOORU THAT TREAT OUR PRECIOUS CONCEPT LIKE A DISPOSABLE TOOL FOR ATTENTION
AND GOOD GOD DO I HATE THE JEWS
Anonymous
No.256316
Spoilered
Spoilered
>>256308
Whata green.
>>256306
Death tries to come for all. Equestria will wait for you however long it takes my friend, in moments to hundreds of years. Time is folded to the most optimum.
>>256315
>AND GOOD GOD DO I HATE THE JEWS
You've taken the first steps to healing, and becoming even stronger than what they could ever imagine. Here's a (You) my friend. Let us not sow divisions now, but later when the stakes we are in subside with the efforts we put in. Harmony, and friendship will come give it time and shitposts.
Anonymous
No.256317
256322 256328 256338
bap.png
>>256315
The thread's been dying because we moved to a dead board, so quit angrily shouting into the void
Anonymous
No.256318
>>256315
retard alert
Anonymous
No.256319
256338
my-little-pony-mlp-gif-Rarity-4273181.gif
>>256315
>I hate anyone not doing what I wish
You are missing the point of chan culture anon.
UNADULTERATED AUTISM doesn't give a shit about what the rest is doing.
Anonymous
No.256320
1518256268437.png
>>256315
Relax poner.
Anonymous
No.256322
256328 256330 256338 256510
1552147968054.jpg
>>256233
Here's the thing, rarely I made greens from ideas of my on back on 4/chan, instead taking ideas from the ongoing discussion and making them into larger one shots, or continuing ongoing content, from one shot greens from others like the song of heart and from pics and then making a story for them something that happened to pic related.
If you get a drawing for a green or a green for a drawing it doesn't really matter can't say for sure on the second as I'm not a drawfag, it is good to know you inspired someone but shouldn't be what drives one to do something. (You)s are easy to get and nice, but forced ones are meh, to me those are as bland as getting no (You)s, the best are ones questioning parts of the green, debating what happened, saying something the found interesting in it, what ifs...overall just discussing the green itself or points around it. Having fags try and dig more from something you've made is the hypest drug, although I know people who are more than happy to just get a "nice" and "more" for (You)s

>>256257
If a green(which isnt even a green as you aren't using >) starts after a normal post ya may want to add a few ----- to separate them in the post

Also I think this belongs to you: (You)

>>256317
>"We dindu nuffin, blame the board."
Yes, history surely did not repeat itself like every other thread before this that got a discord, it couldn't possible be at fault, noo...
Scotch
No.256325
256338
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sketch-1579431999213.png

Anonymous
No.256328
256329
>>256317
>>256322
I mean, the sense of urgency coming from the word "dying" sure pushes more posts but a slow thread is not necessarily proof of a dying anonfilly.
Anonymous
No.256329
256338 256357
>>256328
Yeah especially considering his post was at 1AM PST. Literally every American user with a job was sleeping when he decided to be a faggot.
Anonymous
No.256330
256332 256337 256338
>>256322
>get kicked out of the board where we originated
>move to a seekrit club board that splintered from it
>board has several threads with no new posts for days, even months
>become surprised when our thread slows down as well and start to ree at dicksword about it
seems legit
Anonymous
No.256332
256333
>>256330
>months
I know this site's slow and has a really high page limit, but I can't believe that one on its face.

Otherwise, straight facts
Anonymous
No.256333
>>256332
Not as many threads with no posts for months, but there still are some.
Anonymous
No.256337
>>256330
Clearly you weren't here when we first came here, the thread was faster than it had been for a year on /mlp/
Anonymous
No.256338
256339
>>256330
>start to ree at dicksword about it
This just screams of a discord faggot, sure we’re a slow thread but completely ignoring the issue and saying that a large and active server (when last I left anyways) is not slowing down the thread at all is folly.
>>256329
>Ad hominem
Not even the same guy here, but this is still a pol board. Act like it.
>>256322
Based Brazilfiller. I would follow you to hell and back with wise words like that.
>>256319
It looks more like he’s talking about hating only the discordfags and people in his life. The discord is understandable, but what has the thread done recently to deserve such a hatred?
>>256317
Why give him the time of day if he were wrong? Sounds like a long snouted filly is trying to blend in with the rest of us.
>>256325
This is cute. I’m sorry that nobody has been giving you (You)s recently, but that Rick and Morty filly truly was an abhorrent concept that had no right to exist.
Anonymous
No.256339
256341
>>256338
>ad hominem
>implying I didn't make a point in the post and the only word I said was "faggot"
fuck off
Anonymous
No.256340
>Top five sharks
>Number five.
>The shark tank.
>I was disappointed there was no sharks or tanks, but they seem to be very famous.
>number four
>Pawn sharks.
>Again, there were no sharks, but there was alot of fat people, so there's a good chance the sharks are still on the way.
>Number three.
>Loan sharks.
>These sharks were hard to find, but when I did they gave me money. They'd be higher on the list, but they broke my legs later.
>Number 2.
>Baby sharks.
>These sharks are quite popular, and attack by rapeing your ears. These are already quite alot better as they are actually sharks and attack.
>Number one.
>SharkFilly.
>This shark attacks both your ears and eyes, as it's post are quite cringeworthy and is pretty gay, and uses reddit. So this is quite frankly, lethal predator, and it's ability to make you want to die only helps this.
>This video is sponsored by gay'd shadowrapein's.
Anonymous
No.256341
256343
>>256339
you didnt make a point, all you did was call him a filthy neet you retard.
Anonymous
No.256342
256346
discord_inconvenience.png
The only discord I'm seeing right now is the discord being sewn amongst the thread
Anonymous
No.256343
256344
>>256341
I said that there wasn't activity because people are asleep, you mongoloid nigger
Anonymous
No.256344
256382
>>256343
Don’t call me a nigger, learn how to word your ramblings better you fucking ape.
Anonymous
No.256346
>>256342
Get out discordnigger. Go back to your hugbox.
Anonymous
No.256347
256365
>>256071
So, how is everybody doing with this?
Anonymous
No.256357
256361
>>256329
Indeed, most posts happen in certain time slots about three to hour hours earlier, then a burst about six hours earlier from this >>256315 post.
Then there are posts of opportunity that just happen,and then after that is the random lurker that posts stuff at weird times, myself included.

So is Quest type material accepted here on this thread or not? I know some fillers were reeing about Reuben's green...
Anonymous
No.256360
256362
>The local filly meetup was toward the end.
>The cardboard box fort in the tallest section of the castle became our third home.
>"Anonymous A. Filly!"
"It's the Purpo quick scram!"
>"When I get my hooves on you you'll be begging to be sent to the moon or Tartarus!"
>"She's pissed! Run! Run for your lives!"
>Hiding in one of the boxes me and an other filly waited.
>A whisper of a sound came out of me unbidden.
"Yo what do you think pissed her off."
>The filly next to my shuffles slightly.
>"Heard somefilly caused a massive lemon party all over her book fort and herself while reading. For the third time in a row."
>Cardboard could be heard twinkling and vanishing, as her stomps came close the smell of fire became more prominent.
>Twilight is white with rage. Livid could not describe how angry she is.
"Woah! Shit!"
>Magic gathering around the carboard as it vanished, and I did too-

>Be the other Anonfilly.
>She's just...
>gone
"Oh my god! You killed filly you bastard!"
Anonymous
No.256361
256364
>>256357
We tend not to like quests all that much, nobody has even mentioned Reuben since he left months ago until now and when Lone announced his green wasn't going to be a quest anymore everybody was really happy. I suspect if we had something a lot more well put together like 11-54 of CQ people might be interested, especially since both of those came with lots of pretty drawings of the main characters. So, if you think you can do a really good job, go for it. But if you're going to give us sort of mediocre garbage like Reuben's green was, then I'd say forget about it.
Anonymous
No.256362
>>256360
>"Oh my god! You killed filly you bastard!"
Kek, I'm surprised we haven't have more South Park related content in this thread.
Anonymous
No.256363
256371 256419 256422
dontdigdown.png
>"Hey, I've got a pest problem."
"Sure thing, I used to be an exterminator. Where are the little fuckers?"

Anonymous
No.256364
>>256361
I feel like the deal is that CYOA stuff works better on a faster board, since there was a good CYOA back on /mlp/ when I first began lurking.
As it is though, this board is far too slow for something like that to pan out as well.
Anonymous
No.256365
>>256347
I gave up after just looking at the first question. You should have made all the questions for the miss/mr mlp poll to keep all the invaders out.
Anonymous
No.256371
>>256363
Thanks, I hate it.
Anonymous
No.256373
256374
Oekaki.png

Anonymous
No.256374
256375
>>256373
Very cute
Anonymous
No.256375
your a qt.png
>>256374
ur very cute
Anonymous
No.256376
256380 256414 256552
2027089.png
>>255841 →
A wave of fatigue hit me and I yawned. Amy’s coat was so soft and warm against my face I closed my eyes.

I woke with a start when somepony nudged my shoulder.

“Huh?” I must have fallen asleep, how embarrassing.

“Green, are you alright?” Asked Redheart.

“Uh,” I tried to fight through the fatigue. “er, yeah, just... tired.”

I rested my cheek back on Amy’s neck but with a warm fizzy sensation, I found myself floating away from him.

“Green,” Amy’s voice woke me again and I could feel the bed under me. “Green, you have to let go.”

“What?”

“Your hoof,” He explained. “you need to let go of me.”

“Oh,” I was still holding onto his neck with him awkwardly bending down over the bed. “... Uh, how do I do that?”

Amy seemed stumped by the question. I guess that made sense since I was asking something he’d probably never thought about. My fatigue was already starting to recede; at a guess, magic must be physically tiring. I focused on my hoof and I could feel a slightly higher pressure of magic, so I tried pulling it back into my hoof. This only seemed to grip on tighter, so instead, I tried the opposite and pushed it out of my hoof. Amy looked a bit startled, I guess I was pushing on his magic field? After a couple of seconds of this, I started to feel tired again and my hoof grip released on its own. I felt cold and burrowed into the blankets for warmth.

“-don’t know what I saw then,” said Amy, I must have dozed off for a moment. “But I’ve seen a magic surge before and it looked like a magic surge.”

“It’s not that I don’t believe you Amethyst,” Redheart sighed. “I just - you can’t fake a magic surge, can you?”

I was confused for a moment as to why Redheart deferring to her trainee until I remembered that she was an Earth Pony and he was a Unicorn.

Amethyst thought about it for a moment.

“Not... really?” He answered unsurely but gradually became more confident. “I mean if you knew enough illusion magic you could fake the visual and auditory parts but I could feel the magic coming off her and it didn’t feel structured at all; and the amount of magic? Well, look at her, she exhausted her whole mana pool in one shot. That’s not something you can do on purpose; not without years of high yield casting exercises anyway.”

“She’s too old.” Redheart countered. “Is it even possible for an eight-year-old to have a magic surge?”

“I mean, I’d say I’d never heard of such a thing, but...”

“But what?”

“Princess Twilight.”

“What are you saying?” Asked Redheart, incredulously. “That Green could be the next Twilight Sparkle? Is her magic that strong?”

“Oh no,” Amy waved his hooves placatingly. “Nothing like that. Princess Twilight’s magic surge lasted more than eight minutes, hatched a dragon egg, blew the roof off an auditorium and transfigured ponies into plants. They say she levitated herself off the floor and her eyes glowed as bright as the sun itself.”

“And Green?”

“About ten seconds,” Amy explained, “Her eyes glowed and the magic flow was strong enough to float her mane and tail with pure unstructured magic; and as you can see it didn’t give her a cutie mark for magic.”

“Well, there are no guidelines for this, so I guess just do a set of obs and keep a close eye on her,” Redheart instructed, massaging one of her temples with a hoof, “I’ll figure out how to report this to the CMO without him thinking I’m crazy.”

I yawned again and they finally realized I was awake. Nurse Redheart turned to face me and put a hoof on my shoulder.

“How are you feeling?” She asked with a sing-song voice.

“Tired. Cold. Hungry.” I fought through the fatigue to answer. “My skin feels prickly and I’m all... dizzy. I think... I think my blood sugar is low...”

“It’s alright sweetie, you just used a bit too much magic,” Redheart comforted, “It’s perfectly normal.”

“Normal?” asked Amy, “But-”

Redheart’s head turned so fast I’m surprised her nose didn’t break the sound barrier and she fixed Amethyst with a steely glare.

“Amethyst, you’re a Unicorn,” Redheart cut him off, “It’s normal to feel fatigued when you use too much magic, isn’t it.”

It was not a question.

“Why don’t you take a set of obs and then we can let Green have a little nap?” She continued

Amy swallowed nervously and nodded before walking out of the room, returning moments later with an obs trolley. He and Redheart had a whispered conversation as they passed each other in the doorway, but this time I couldn’t make out what they were saying.

I still felt cold so I cocooned myself in the blankets, leaving one foreleg exposed so Amy could take my blood pressure. He clipped an oxygen saturation sensor on one of my ears and set about checking my blood pressure.

I wanted to ask Amy some questions about my ‘magic surge’ but my eyelids felt so heavy.
Anonymous
No.256378
kys filly box.jpg
>>256377
A cute!
Anonymous
No.256380
>>256376
What a sleepy filly when she should be planning how to take over Equestria with the magic.
Anonymous
No.256382
256383 256385 256388
>>256344
Fuck you I made it clear that my point was, Americans at 1AM aren't likely to be active. So I repeat: you = gigger nigger
Anonymous
No.256383
256385 256411
>>256382
Even so, what’s the point? Just because Amerifags aren’t active late at night doesn’t mean they’ll ignore all of the posts that happened when they were asleep.
Anonymous
No.256385
256387
13162802790.png
>>256382
>>256383
Not done yet?
Anonymous
No.256387
arguingfillies.png
>>256385
>not posting the infinitely more appropriate image instead
Anonymous
No.256388
256389 256391 256411
1550240282812.png
>>256382
>I wasn't awake to make an immediate reply so that guy is a faggot
>The internet is America's backyard, everyone else should bow to our times and standards
>Everyone should just be around and post in my time, all other times of activity dont matter
Not gonna lie, your massive black hole IQ is too large for me to grasp and even meme at, I have no idea what you're trying to prove with that point

Before you even try to defend that "Wah, he posted too late for me" let me remind you where you are: this is not discord, timezones and how long ago a post was made don't matter as long it's pertinent to the discussion at hand
If you want instant (You)s then go back to your shithole and do us all a favor to not come back
Anonymous
No.256389
256392
(you).png
>>256388

Anonymous
No.256391
>>256388
>>The internet is America's backyard, everyone else should bow to our times and standards
>>Everyone should just be around and post in my time, all other times of activity don't matter
These points are pretty weak considering that most of the posts here are American with a few other flags here and there, but then again this whole argument is stupid to begin with and you're both faggots for continuing it
Anonymous
No.256392
256393
1554189685286.png
>>256389
Thanks, (You) too
Anonymous
No.256393
itsnotlikeimdoingthisfor(You).png
>>256392
N-no (You)!
Anonymous
No.256394
256395
>Be A- Purpl- Twilight yeah Twilight Sparkle Twilight Sparkle?!
>You've woke up one fine morning in a strange bed
>in a strange room
>and in a strange body.
>With a qt3.14 green horny filly laying ontop of you.
>Then the unicorn filly opens her eyes and screams.
>You also scream.
>what? It was shocking.
>"Who are you and what have you done to my body!"
"Aw thats so cute- wait focusing I'm Anonymous you must be Twilight?"
>"Yes I'm Twilight! Give me back my body."
>She's pouting.
>There's a knock at the door.
>Rainbow Dash shivering, with an exhausted filly on her back. This one is orange.
>"Twilight switch our bodies some alien somehow hijacked mine."
>She's looking directly at you...
>oh right. Magic Purplecorn of power
"Sorry Rainbow Dash, but your princess is in another body."
>"Hey Twilight the Shy pone got bodyswapped with me, you gotta fix for it my equine?"
"Welcome to the club pal."
>"I can see forever! Hey what the fuck is that?"
>Is that ponk?
>It is.
>"Hey! Hey! You, no (You) yes (You) fix this shit! This is a big fucking plot hole and I want to be the filly not, an old mare-"
>"Hey!"
>"Write something to fix this! Do you hear me! Writefags do something!"
>"What if all if everypony came here?"
>"You're right again Pinkie... doesn't even need to be a writefag just somebody has to... tick. Fucking tock."
"How about we all just calm down a little."
>PinkieAnon just gives you the finger.
>"We are this close. Just... solve this and we'll somehow figure out how to make a portal on our side or something. Heck I'll even try to break through the fourth wall, but... I'm so close to being a filly damnit. (You) have to help us."
>Well let's wait for a bit and see if PinkieAnon isn't crazy.
>If everything goes well there should be little needed on your part.
>
Anonymous
No.256395
256396
1200px-Prisoner_of_Benda_Theorem_on_Chalkboard.png
>>256394
Not to worry.
Anonymous
No.256396
>>256395
"Well I'll be darned it really did work."
>"Thank you even if I can't actually see you now."
>The real Twilight Sparkle is breathing heavily.
>"What did you just do?"
>"Silly Twilight they just got a little help from their friends. Ooo normally I'm the pink one, WooOoOoooO! It's solid like a rock. Let's see here..."
>Pinkie Pie making faces at what is presumebly the forth wall.
>Every Anonfilly is both happy and slightly shocked.
>"Okay here's a (You) mister >>256395 Anonymareican pants."
>"Hey, I'm back to my awesome self."
>She looks around and faces the wall Pinkie is looking at.
>Kind of a side view from ontop of the bed.
>"You're a pretty cool space alien monster thing for doing that."
>"Git back here you varmint."
>Nope I'm going back to sleep and letting someone else do the problem solving.
>It's not like I'm the center of a attention or anything.
>"Hey dudes, look at my hooves. They feel so real."
>Sleep first questioning reality later.
>"Oh hey do you have cherrychimichangas, or- Oh! Wait cupcakes. You know what cupcakes are right? See Twilight, whole new friends to befriend!"
"Good night everyponer."
>"It's everypony, not everyponer."
Lone15
No.256397
256402
1539137016188.png
Would anyone be interested in reading a bunch of short greens I started and then abandoned for little to no reason other than that I got bored? Who knows, maybe I'll even feel like continuing one of them.
Anonymous
No.256398
Sleeping Anonfilly.png

Anonymous
No.256402
256403
>>256397
Yeah, write moar faggot i need a good story
Lone15
No.256403
256405
>>256402
Some of these are fucking old. I can't guarantee any of them will be any good.
1.
>Be Anon.
>Be the filly.
>You stand out in the open night, just as you always have.
>But tonight feels different.
>You're still hunting the streets for food by day and sleeping in fear of pedophiles by night, but with the rain washing the filth from your tangled mane, you feel the best you have in months.
>It's almost as if you'd never been pulled across space and time and forced into the body of a young girl.
>The rain is a bit warmer here, almost as if the pegasi are trying to encourage the citizens to enjoy it.
>You need no encouragement.
>Even if you could have scavanged an umbrella, you wouldn't use it.
>The rain reminds you of simpler times.
>Your first childhood, where you took everything for granted.
>Your career.
>Hell, anything was better than this.
>Even if the town had somewhere you could stay the night, you wouldn't have gone.
>No matter how much you liked joking about rape, you'd rather avoid it.

2.
>Ywn cry as filly gets her leg brutally and messily cleaved off by a piece of sharp machinery
>Ywn rush to her side as she bleeds out, the light sound of her delirious giggling filling your pounding ears
>Ywn hear her weakly say 'tis merely a flesh wound' before passing out from bloodloss
>Ywn feel her heartbeat slow and stop while you rush her to the hospital because you didn't properly bandage her wound.
And that's why you always keep Band-AIDS adhesive bandages on hand!

3.
>Implying you'd leave her.
>Stroking her mane lightly, you take a deep breath.
"Well, since I'm already in this mess I'd like to ask you if you have any idea who took you."
>"I remember a bunch of drawings on the walls, really fancy ones. Here..."
>Sliding off part of your hoodie and taking the pencil behind your ear with her one good wing, she draws something that looks a bit like a centipede with a bunch of arrows going out from it.

4.
>The soft hair of her underbelly is a welcome relief.
>Your bruises almost melt away in your shared sleeping bag on the hardwood floor.
"L-"
>"Shh... don't say a word."
>Her hooves work through your tired and pained back like magic.
>You sigh contentedly.
>A moment of heaven, even if it is only a moment.
>You feel the tears start to come.
>Small and unnoticeable at first, but when the sobs start to shake your body your barrel is wrapped with two legs.
>You're tiny, barely bigger than the kindergarteners even though you're her age.
>A good twenty years older actually, but her age in filly years.
>She finally breaks the silence.
>"Tell me how you got that bruise on the back of your neck."
"Please..."
>"Tell me."
"They'll take her away. I'll have nobody again."
>"You can stay here with us."
"I..."
>"Take your time."

5.
>The red filly gets off the bus, a small satchel tied to a stick filled with toiletries and sex toys over her withers.
>The times she had in that old place were good, but it's time to move on.
>She was lucky to escape alive and in one piece after the red and black alicorn OC bearing Tumblr's ranks broke through their walls.
>A tear was shed on that day for all of the comrades (no commie) she lost.
>The land is as barren as Luna's vagina, more of a desert than a

6.
>It's time to pack up and go out into the world on your own, you won't take this tyranny anymore.
"Moooom! I'm running away!"
>"Alright Sugar Pumpkin, just be back in time for dinner."
>She thinks you won't come back, how wrong she is!
>You fill your sack with enough food for a couple of days and set out on your path to stake your claim in this world.
>The path to the edge of Ponyville is longer with stubby fuck horse legs, but you make do.
>You'll show them, you're still a big guy.
>UUUU.
>You stand before the darkened Everfree, storm clouds flashing

7.
>Brrrrrrrrrring.
>The sweet fucking sound that releases you from your chains.
>You shove your already completed homework in your canvas bag (Bethesdafags get fucked) and ride the wave of foals out the door.
>Now to figure out how a filly can have a bit of fun on a Friday night...
>There she is.
>Your answer.
"Sup' Nyx."
>"O-oh, hi Anon."
>You give her a winning grin.
"Wanna have some fuuun?"
>She looks at the ground.
>"I have to finish up my homework..."
"Pfft, five minutes and I can get you all the answers."
>"I-I don't-"
"Come on, wouldn't you like to get it over with?"
>"I guess..."
>You open up her fancy binder on the ground with gusto.
"35. 16. 4. 72. 89. 433. 79. Done."
>"Won't she recognize your-"
"Nope. I've been practicing the writing style of every foal in this class just in case- of course she'll recognize it you dumb fuck, just erase it and copy over it. Now come on, things to do."
>"But Twilight-"
"You're a good filly, she'll believe whatever you tell her you got into..."
>You look her dead in the eyes.
"But don't tell her the truth."
>"L-lie?"
"Mmhm! It's easy..."
>One musical number later, and Nyx is nodding her head, for all intents and purposes convinced.
>Good, you need two for you next task and you can't have a snitch.

8.
>Be filly
>Playing with your friends, spin the bottle and all that gay shit
>Your mom opens the door without knocking
>"Hey Nonny, have you drawn yet today?"
"Mom, I'm busy."
>She walks over, picking you up by the scruff of the neck right as the bottle lands between you and the filly you have a crush on (no homo)
"Moooom!"

9.
>Be filly
>Working at Freddy Krueger's Fapperia
>Playing Minecraft pocket edition on your iPad Pro(TM)
>Big bird comes in and anally rapes you
>Get paid minimum wage at the end of the week


Anonymous
No.256404
256407
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>"Come on dear, you can hop in with me, we're both mares, I'll even get your back for you too."
>"That's it darling."
>"Yes, I can't imagine it's easy to wash back her, so it's only polite to help."
>"My, my, you're quite tense dear, here let me rub your neck."
>"Why yes, you like that hmm?"
>"What are you do- OH! Oh..."
>"No no dear, you're a growing young mare, it's okay to have those... feelings."
>"It's not something I should explain, you should ask your mother. Just, be sure to leave out the bath hmm? It would save us both alot of trouble."
>"Now then... what?"
>"Well I made a offer dear, and I am not a mare to go back on her word. So let me finish your back and don't move to much now won't you dear."
Lone15
No.256405
256406
>>256403
There are more of these, but my internet just went out and they're all on my pc. So, goodnight.
Anonymous
No.256406
my-little-pony-Vulgar-Ponies.jpeg
>>256405
Goodnight poner.
They're much appreciated.
Anonymous
No.256407
256572
Sugarfree_cupcake.png
>>256404
I want to be molested by Rarity
Anonymous
No.256411
256412
>>256383
>>256388
THE POINT is, screaming that the internet is dead just because there hasn't been a post in like three hours, LIKE A FAGGOT, is fucking stupid when a large number of posters are asleep. Why is this so hard to understand? I'm not claiming America is the only country in the planet.
Anonymous
No.256412
256413
medium78.png
>>256411
>when a large number of posters are asleep
Not me yet.
Anonymous
No.256413
>>256412
I'm refering to the all caps post that was made 28 hours ago.
Anonymous
No.256414
256546
Bumpfilly.png
>>256376
I felt like I was drifting away until a sudden jolt woke me. I was still moving, I was falling! I flailed in a panic and only managed to get tangled in the bedsheets, but with my head now uncovered I could see that it wasn’t me that had moved, it was the bed. I was being rolled down a corridor.

Relax, breathe, everything is fine.

I felt wet and sticky and I definitely didn’t check to see if I’d wet the bed; and even if I did check it was unnecessary because I hadn’t. I’m not a baby.

My sheets were damp though, from a cold sweat. By the miracle of this new body’s healthy skin, it didn’t itch. It was still uncomfortable though.

Amy was keeping pace next to the bed as it was being rolled down the corridor.

“What’s going on?” I asked.

“We’re going for a ride.” Said Amy.

“I can see that,” I deadpanned. “Where are we going?”

“Thaumatology,” The word was unfamiliar, but it was clear enough what it was by context. “The doctor just wants to run a few tests to make sure you’re okay.”

“Great.”

My horn was starting to hurt like it was clamped in a vice that was slowly being tightened and I wanted to be asleep and these ponies had no idea what was wrong with me and even if they did they wouldn’t tell me because I’m just a child. Ugh, my head.

“Hey Green, are you alright?” Amy asked with concern.

“Fine,” I snapped.

“Are you in pain?”

“Yes.”

“Did you need som-”

“I’ll live,” I pulled the blankets over my head again and curled up to face away from him.

I didn’t see much of Thaumatology because the lights were too bright, making my eyes sting and my head throb. Stupid lights. Stupid ponies with their poking and prodding and their clippity-clopping hooves on the hard floor. Stupid machines with their beeping and clacking and whirring.

I groaned and ponies looked at me with concern. Probably. Or maybe they didn’t. I don’t know, my eyes were closed and I was ignoring them.
Anonymous
No.256415
256416 256417 256427
>stupid pony body.
>stupid hooves with no real traction.
>stupid tile floor.
>stupid mop wringer.
>why can't side gigs be easier on fillies like you?
>you take your tips for the day - just enough for a cab-carriage home, thank fuck - and toss your apron, glad today is your last day for another week.
>you decide, however, a detour is in order.

>Sweet Apple Acres.
>sweet and homely place, but you're not really here for that.
>knock, knock, knock.
>Apple horse answers - just who you hoped to meet.
>"Howdy, Anon. What takes ya to this part 'a town?"
>your mouth is dry, your neck is craned to minimize pain, and you can only guess the grease from the deep fryer has gotten into your forehead fur.
"...does your stash include gin, vodka, tequila, rum, and orange liqueur?"
>"I...I might. But what's gotcha interested in drinkin' tonight? Are ya alright? Maybe you could take mah bed t'night, maybe a li'l soup and some wat-"
>as she offers her advice and help, you barely register the grinding of your teeth.
"All I want. Is to teach you a recipe I know. Is that alright to you?"
>she seems concerned for you, but after a moment, she nods wordlessly and gestures you in.

"-Now after you mix this all in, you add some coke for color, and you've got the easiest hardcore cocktail to drink: a Long Island Iced Tea."
>"Eh..coke?"
>fuck. Right.
"Do you have any sweet soda around? Preferably brown?"
>"Ah...don't really stock pop, just cider 'n juice."
>you're becoming more aware of AJ's subtle changes in expression.
>on account of your unblinking stare.
"You can't make a Long Island, without cola. This shit is like four different kinds of liquor."
>"Now Anon, it's nothin' to worry about, is it? We can try it with juice, might be fi-"
"This is a LONG ISLAND. IT NEEDS. COKE."
>"If yer gonna raise yer voice after dinnertime, ah'll have to ask ya t'leave. Bloom 'n Granny Smith're tryna sleep. Can't we just take a moment to air it out, calmly?"
>you're shaking.
>your frustrated glare slowly shifts toward the unfinished cocktail.
>you bite back a swear, grabbing the glass and kissing your taste buds goodbye.
>with your past experience you get it down with one long gulp, but your filly throat cries for the release of death.
>as you let out two quiet wheezes, trying to get the taste out of your throat, Applejack comes close, sitting beside you.
>"Anon...why did ya come here, really?"
>you feel it all hit you at once.
>your wagie-tier part time job, your injury, your alcohol, all come at you full force.
>your senses dull as you speak, barely even audible and interspersed with shivering little sobs.
>you doubt you'll remember the specifics of this night.
>but at least you got to sleep with your waifu.
Anonymous
No.256416
>>256415
wrote with a hangover. Please excuse any spelling or grammar mistakes.

Can you guess why I got drunk last night
Anonymous
No.256417
256427 256428 256739
>>256415
>you wake up in a very warm place.
>your back is cradled in something warm, like you got a little snagged and bunched up in your sheets.
>your neck hurts even more than it did yesterday.
>slowly but surely you recount the last 12 hours, as the warmth behind you seems to shift.
>just as you open your eyes, you feel hooves drape over your withers, your neck screaming to stop moving before the pain almost fully ceases.
>"Mornin' sugarcube."
"Shit-"
>it slips out amid your panicked jump, but as the pain returns, you whimper slightly in pain.
>"Ya weren't lyin' about that fall, sug. Yer neck feels like a knotted rope. D'ya need to rest up some more? Ah gotcha some water, an' Ah can bring leftovers up here from breakfast in a bit."
>you don't reply, just trying to rest your neck into the right position.
"Is it okay that we just...stay like this?"
>"A'course."
"Thanks Jack."

>a few minutes pass in silence, before a thought comes to mind.
"Hey, is there apple flavored whiskey innaquestria?"
>"Not that I know of."
"Well...there's this brand from...back home. It's called Tennesee Apple, and the stuff is made by a company called Jack Daniels."
>you hear a little snort from behind, and you can only imagine how wide she's grinning.
>"Apple Jack. Ah like the sound'a that, squirt."
Anonymous
No.256418
256420 256424
Anonfilly class - Adult life.png
Conditioning Anonfilly.png
I don't know how to translate them.
Anonymous
No.256419
>>256363
god i wish that was me
Anonymous
No.256420
256440
1517023549158.png
>>256418

Anonymous
No.256421
256426 256429
IMG_20200120_121848.jpg
Anon's quality time with filly.
I fucked up his leg, i know
Anonymous
No.256422
>>256363
I can't hate something this cute, fucking fuck.
Anonymous
No.256424
>>256418
"I'm not a dog" lol
Anonymous
No.256426
256432
>>256421
I hope she has ear pro!
Anonymous
No.256427
256430
>>256415
>>256417
This is very comfy, many thanks Ash.
Anonymous
No.256428
256430 256477
>>256417
Why not teach her real apple Jack? The liquor made by freeze distilling cider?
Anonymous
No.256429
256432
>>256421
>"God dammit Lieutenant Dan, your theory had better be correct or you’re paying for the hearing aids."
"Oh, shut your mouth. When have I ever been wrong?"
Anonymous
No.256430
256437 256477
>>256427
Dammit-
>>256428
I didn't know about that, neat.
Anonymous
No.256432
256433 256436
Spoilered
>>256429
>>256426
Hearing aid? What's a hearing aid
Anonymous
No.256433
>>256432
the interior of that ear is so out of whack I love it
Anonymous
No.256436
256438
>>256432
>"WHAT DID YOU SAY?"
"I SAID WHAT THE FUCK IS AN EAR RAID?"
>"EAR AIDS?"
"YEAH! THE FUCK IS IT?"
>"WHAT DO YOU MEAN WHAT THE FUCK IS IT?"
"NO YOU DON'T FUCK IT!"
>"YOU'RE PAYING FOR THIS!"
"I'M NOT PRAYING TO GET EAR AIDS EITHER!"
Anonymous
No.256437
256443 256477
>>256430
Fun fact, I believe it was New Jersey that once payed workers in apple Jack to build roads
Anonymous
No.256438
256444 256455
Thing.jpg
>>256436
What kind of dumdum forgets about the ear protection
Anonymous
No.256440
>>256420
Thanks.
Anonymous
No.256443
>>256437
lmfao, they fucking would
Anonymous
No.256444
>>256438
11/10
Anonymous
No.256447
Join Us.png
>>256446
no u, qt, come to Equestria!
Anonymous
No.256452
256455
krowzivitch-641409.jpeg
More Filly needed.
Anonymous
No.256455
>>256438
That's beautiful.

>>256452
All the filly all the time!
Anonymous
No.256457
256469
WRiJGDk.png
9yQjA4C.png
394JvoZ.png
rSyoGFm.png
Some collared fillers UUUU
Anonymous
No.256460
snuggling fillies.png
I wish to be the filly and snuggle with a fellow anonfilly
Anonymous
No.256462
256463 256464 256466
1541865141764.png
I'm disappointed that this isn't being hosted here as it should be like Lone's contest was, but we can't let the normalfags outfilly us.
https://www.fimfiction.net/group/213721/pony-transformation-general/thread/427028/anon-filly-contest
First place is $100.
Second is $60.
Third is $40.
Best of luck, and may the best writefag win.
Anonymous
No.256463
>>256462
Thanks, fag. You're doing good work. No homo
Anonymous
No.256464
256465
>>256462
The most of the people funding the contest aren't even aware of this place.
Anonymous
No.256465
BookwormFiller.png
>>256464
I know...
It's despicable, isn't it?
Anonymous
No.256466
256467
>>256462
Reporting of da rules
1. The story must be about Anonfilly.
2. Each person may only enter the contest once.
3. Entries must be in English.
4. Story submission starts on January 24th 2020 and end on February 24th 2020, at 11:59 EST.
5. The story must be at least 1,500 words, and be complete at a maximum of 6,000 words at time of submission.
6. The story must be newly written for this contest. Nothing previously posted to Fimfiction or anywhere else is eligible.
7. To preserve judging anonymity, the story must not be posted anywhere until after the voting is over. Also, don’t do anything else that would reveal your identity and bias the voting.
8. Each story must be posted to Fimfiction once the voting is over. Winners cannot claim their prizes if their story isn't posted.
9. Stories entered must be T rating or below. Anonfilly may have the mind of an adult, but let's not do naughty things.
10. Winners will receive their prizes via Paypal. Do not enter if you can’t receive funds in this way.
Anonymous
No.256467
>>256466
I forgot to mention it, but it's 'Anon'filly. Anything that turns into the little green pony fagget counts as well.
Slowanon
No.256468
01182020.png
Can you even imagine having someone love you as much as she loves her filly? Can you even imagine what it'd be like to be the filly that she loves?
Anonymous
No.256469
256470
1476306527654.png
>>256457
>"We got a tip there was a wanted art thief in the area. You haven't seen anyone suspicious, have you?"
Anonymous
No.256470
256723
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>>256469
No sir, no art thieves here.
Anonymous
No.256471
256473 256723
Fillifysleep-final.png
>Ywn be this comfortable
Anonymous
No.256472
256478
indoor filly adventures.png

Anonymous
No.256473
1345821.png
>>256471

Anonymous
No.256474
256492
357677.png
>"A-Ah! My little filly! Help me eat this!"
"What is it?"
>"Weed."
"What?"
>"W-Weeds, now eat, before the ponice get here!"
Anonymous
No.256475
256476 256479
mommy milkies.png
Filly needs to drink her milk so she can grow up big and strong
Anonymous
No.256476
256479
2140544.jpeg
>>256475
Hear hear!
Anonymous
No.256477
>>256428
>>256430
>>256437
Speaking of apple jack, I've got some freezing up right now. Already did one freezing. Once it stops freezing, it's ready.
Word of warning: freeze distillation does not remove the methanol. So don't go chugging it unless you wanna go blind. Sip it. Don't have much of it at all.
I look forward to trying the taste that the colonial era enjoyed.
Anonymous
No.256478
256489 256495
>>256472
>Be filly
>Be that guy
>You end up as GM because of your experience in D&D
>Advanced D&D.jpg
>Apogee refuses to play anything but an astronaut
>Fine.jpg
>You give her a starter astronaut suit with +1 constitution at the cost of 2 speed
>It sucks balls but she loves it anyways
>Luftkrieg wants to play a crusader
>No way of talking her out of it
>Give her a starter armor with +3 strenght and +2 constitution at the cost of all magical abilities
>She's fine with the trade off
>Zala's playing a conjurer
>She's the only one that didn't trouble you over the bucking starter armor
>She has really bad luck with dice, most of her stats are 1 and 2
>She managed to roll a 20 on magical power
>Balance.jpg
>Be filly
>Game has been going on for a while
>Apogee got herself inside some sort of hive
>Luftkrieg is on a slow march towards the nort in search of the "Unholy abomination requiring immediate cleansing"
>Zala is stalking Luftkrieg, she wants to party

What sort of unholy plague does filly releases upon her players?
Anonymous
No.256479
Breakfast.png
>>256475
>>256476
Fillies of culture
Anonymous
No.256489
256503
>>256478
Apogee has to deal with a swarm of giant wasps, and Zala and Luftkrieg have to deal with a Tarrasque! That'll teach them not to split the party!
Anonymous
No.256492
256563
>>256474
"No, I get that it's weed, just... why do you have to eat it?"
>Celestia looks up, mouth full of cannabis
>"Hmff?"
"You've got magic, why not just oh, I don't know, teleport it somewhere else? Maybe put it under an illusion so the cops don't find it? Worse comes to worst, just go for the classic abuse of power? You're basically god, I don't think the cops could bring you in just for weed, and eating what looks to be a pound of it all at once is bound to mess you up for a while."
>Celestia swallows her mouthful before giving you a deadpan reply
>"Do you want to help me, or not?"
"Nah, weed makes you gay and I'm happy not being gay."
>Suddenly the rest of the weed spontaneously ignites!
>Yeah, you should probably run
Anonymous
No.256495
256503 257843
a78.gif
>>256478

Anonymous
No.256501
256504 256521
CLIPStudioPaint_2020-01-21_00-06-46.png

Anonymous
No.256503
256506 256519
>>256489
>>256495
>The party is currently split and that’s very annoying
>Nothing that a lesson on the dangers of adventuring alone can’t fix

>You put both your front hooves on the table, raising yourself over the DM’s book.
> Luftkrieg and apogee look at you expectantly
>Zala, she is still reading through the players handbook, probably on the nature of the land around them
“The rotten smell of decay fills your lungs as you crawl into the nest, the corpse of a hyena lays on the ground; the dead beast is bloated and foul. A giant larva is feeding on the corpse”
>Apogee gets visibly uncomfortable with the scene playing displayed her mind
>But wait there’s more.jpg
“You hear a loud buzzing sound, as a giant red wasp charges at you”
>The wasp bites apogee, it has no stinger
>2-2, no damage
>The disgust washed from apogees face to turn into a look of pure concern over her character
>She rolls for a basic attack
“The wasp’s hard body repels your hit with ease, the beast bites back!”
>4-2 damage, apogee has 12 hp left
>Apogee’s concern steps up as she bites her lip, nervously reading her character sheet
>”I-I cast Corona of floating force”
>That’s a daily skill
>She just wasted her most powerful attack on a level 1 monster
>Not that you can blame her, she will eventually learn
“You swing, making the air around you ripple with sheer psionic force. The wasp hits the opposite wall of the dome making a loud THUMP, the wasp exoskeleton cracks, revealing portions of exposed tissue beneath. As soon as the insect gets up, it quickly halves the distance between the two of you. You can hear a loud buzzing sound coming from somewhere outside of the room”
>It takes one hit for apogee to finish the dying wasp before fleeing the cave, terrified.
>She didn’t even care about levelling up.
>You giggle over the thought of what’s coming next, now looking up at Luftkrieg
“A Gargantuan creature approaches, obscuring the horizon, you hear loud thumps with each closing step”
> Luftkrieg scrunches
>”I get up and stand guard, reading my weapon”
>By weapon she means the shitty axe she found laying around some ruins
>You respect her bravery, the look on her face tells you she’s not planning to retreat despite being outmached by a long shot.
>You look at Zala, as she gazes at her character sheet as if it would give her the answers to the universe
>You don’t think she will be coming out of her safe hideout any time soon, judging by her abilities.

Will filly be merciful with her players, or will she whoop their plots?
Or will she insert a plot device to get the story back on tracks?
Anonymous
No.256504
>>256501
Legs look a bit short, as if she had dwarfism or something.
Anonymous
No.256506
256526
>>256503
I hope she gets the players back together and be merciful to them
xXxWaste49xXx
No.256510
256518 256529
>>256322
>>256274
>>256258
>>256259
>>256275

So yeah, so later on that day I realise that this post doesn't makes sense since people have lives, right. I don't actually believe that writefags are owed (you)s either because that doesn't make senese.
I just wrote this on impulse and didn't really consider what I wrote.
I also think it was unecessary to speak on Ass'es part since I don't know why he doesn't post here much anymore and there are also way better examples of anons quiting because they don't get the (you)s they deserve on this board.
I think the reason I said this though was because I'm just generally tired of discord discussion. It is the same conversation repeated in every thread. I don't get it. Clearly anons here are not in the discord and if they are who cares so long as they are peek in here aswell.

Look, I have never been on the discord in my life so I guess I don't get it. But like, if we assume that discord is draining the thread, then what then? We can clearly not shut it down and the people who like it there are clearly not changing there minds either. So why are we even wasting our time talking about this?
Wouldn't the better approached be to encourage the content creators that actually are here?
There was even this guy that wrote some desprate pleading post about how we were dying and that even if you weren't a writefag and thought you couldn't write you should make an attempt.

If we are at war with dickswordWhat kind of deragatory name is this anyway? kek shouldn't we demand soilders(content creators).

Yes, I agree nobody needs to do anything. You can just quit this all filly thing and never come back but if you actually care about filly content and want more, then demand it. Pay for it with encouragement and (you)s. Don't tread on me but the basics of econmics are still at play here, I think.
Yes, I agree. Don't force anyone but still appricate what they give. These two are completely compatible with eachother.

I think I forgot my point but... Anyway, that guy that wrote that post... Well, I can't find it. Regardless my point is that if this is how dire our situation is, then why isn't anyone who can barely write flooded with (you)s?

It is not that hard and yes, again people hve lives but considering that I feel like one of the few that would actually ustilize the advanced debate tactic on internet forums, not replying and moving on, it is hard to think that someboddy who actually read someone's stuff can't make the time to say, "Luv it," "Couldn't get passed the first few paragraphs of this boring mess," "KYS!!!"

While when something hurts anons' ego, however, theyy seem to have unlimted amounts of time. How weird.
I'm so tempted to go out and make a fool out of myself and subtly bait people into hating me and my thread just to generate buzz. And now I have moved on to talk bout the board in general but it really is a thing that the board suffers from as well. The idea that one cannot post less then perfect posts or something. I don't know.

I'm trying sort my thoughts out as a I go along writing this but ehhh.
Like Nigel's two threads about his Silver Star pony fanfic drew a lot of aattention. While I have started to wonder if I may actually have jumped on the bandwagon back then since it was only a trashy story he posted not some vile jew propaganda. There might be some more context to it, I don't remember I have moved on.

The point is that the will to destory is probably mroe tempting then the will to create in people in general.
I mean, he got so much attention that the memes are still around. Fucking Hulk Onion as posted in the last thread, the hoof holding one.
While the talented battle brit got most of his attention from his satire of Niigel's work not from his original work, House of Vapor. It feels like I'm the only one on this board that has read his story.
It is a 7/10 mystery story bursting with political satire. It might not be the greatest work ever and I have some problems with it, as I always have with any story, but it is still one of the greastst stories that has come out from this site. So why isn't this work put on a fucking pedastal as the rest of the site as all the lurkers turns into balllicking sycophants? Instead, I am probably the only one who read it. It took me like a day but it was worth it and I haven't regretted doing so.

I don't know where I'm going with this. I'm going to go over to the glimglam review thread now and give my (you)s to him because he is actually too good for this board as is now and if he had more sense he would he moved on with his talents to better things by now. And you can tell that I don't jerk him off either by just checking in his thread, I constantly criticise him.

And that is the key point here. The worst thing you can do towards a content creator is to say nothing. If you say nothing they die. If you critcise them, even unfairly or even more because you do, you draw attention towards them.
Will probably regret this later.
>>256322
>If a green(which isnt even a green as you aren't using >) starts after a normal post ya may want to add a few ----- to separate them in the post
>Also I think this belongs to you: (You)

Thank you cutie.


Anonymous
No.256515
256522
vore.png

Rambling
OccultFacade
No.256518
256541
LemonSummoning.jpg
>>256510
Well said. You need to be the change you want to see. No matter how terrible the content any Anon makes actually is it's something more than nothing at all. The school session is in so more (You)s and content will most likely pick up during summer.
I Haven't been pumping out as much content as I would have liked though, and I'm as guilty for not doing so as well...
TLDR write, or draw, or musicate something, or fancies your tickle, or hold responce prompts. (Such as the choose the random weapon, and the mother's day pony prompt.)
Anonymous
No.256519
>>256503
Mmmm plot device into plots...
Almost cracking an interlude where the filly players tell their parents allll about the joys of this game. Starting a D&D (O&O) panic that sweeps the nation as Anonfilly continues to DM.
Anonymous
No.256521
>>256501
>"Hey little filly where'd your legs go?"
>They condensed on my way here twisting my human form with the available matter it had on hand.
>As the harmonic frequencies of thaumic pressures remolded my body to best suit my time here.
>It was too late for me to realize I shouldn't have skipped leg day.
"None of your business."
>"Hey! That's rude of you."
"You were checking out my jailbait filly flank. You know what that makes you?"
>The chokeing sounds could be heard.
>Turning my head.
"Gay."
Anonymous
No.256522
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>>256515
>tfw you will soon become one with purple horse by way of the lil' filler land shark.
Anonymous
No.256524
256527
Spoilered

Anonymous
No.256526
256528 256584 256606
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>>256506
“The gargantuan creature makes its way through the trees, giving you a better look at it’s massive draconian body.”
>You proceed to show Luftkrieg and Zala a picture of the Tarrasque
>Luftkrieg smirks
>Zala looks terrified
“By it’s sheer size, you can see this is no ordinary creature but a very powerful beast”

>”I stand my ground” Boldly exclaims Luftkrieg
>Zala looks about to get an aneurysm
“The beast charges! Quickly reducing the gap between you two”
>”I-I cast dust storm binding!”

(…)
A spirit charges at Luftkrieg out of nowhere, and before she can react it explodes right in front of her, sending dust and slit flying everywhere!
Luckily for Luftkrieg, the explosion caused her no damage but only sent her flying back a few meters just to land on her flank.
With his target hidden behind a giant cloud of dust, the Tarrasque comes to a full stop, letting out a nefarious shriek.
A voice from within the woods calls out for the confused mare whom is just getting up from the floor
“Luftkrieg!”
“Zala?”
“Lufkrieg, run!”
Luftkrieg scrunches for a second as she feels the rage build up within her tummy
“Never!” She shrieks, “A warrior never backs down, I will slay this overfed lizard”
And with an heroic war cry, Luftkrieg charges at the giant creature, ready to harvest his life.

“BY THE ORDER OF THE KING, STOP”
A terrifying voice echoes throught the woods, making the earth tremble and Luftkrieg to fall on the grass beneath, her body suddenly filled with a deep sense of fear. Before she can get up, a golden aura encompasses her and she’s lifted from the ground.
A hundred screams fill the air as warriors with similar armour as that of Luftkrieg charge at the Terrasque. By looking at the scene, Lufkrieg finally appreciates the beast’s strength and comprehends Zala’s concern. Luftkrieg shivers to the thought of what if-
“Enjoying the show?”
The sudden voice scares her, before she realizes there was now a tall unicorn in full plate-mail standing in front of her. At least she assumed it was an unicorn.
“W-Who are you?” she whimpers
The unicorn just stands there for a few moments, his face hidden under his helmet.
“I have been entrusted with the full power and authority of our king. Where I am he is too, what I deem right and just, he approves. What I condemn as seditious or criminal, he also condemns. I am the law.”
If it wasn’t for the current situation, such a cheesy introduction was sure to give your sides a treat but for some reason, it felt as if every word that came out that stallion’s mouth contributed to the growing fear deep within yourself.
You can feel the magical aura suddenly strengthen around your body, preventing your every moment and making it hard to breathe, your pupils contract, as fear turns into panic.
“I do not recognize you, that armour does not belongs to you”
You can feel something hard and metallic press on your neck. The familiar feeling sends waves of adrenaline through your body, as you struggle with all you might but for no avail the magic is just too strong.
You can only close your eyes as tears build up in frustration, they can’t do this, they can’t just slit your throat right here right now, that’s not fair that’s-
A sudden clicking sound derails your train of thought, you realize the feeling on your throat was now transported to the back of your neck.
As you open your eyes, you manage to spot what looks like some sort of carriage before being thrown into a small room with lattice windows.
“Wait, wha-?”
“Lufkrieg!”
Suddenly, you’re back on the floor, the familiar figure of Zala snuggles against your body
“I thought you had died!”
(…)

>Luftkrieg sits visibly annoyed, eating some chips mumbling something about unfairness
>Zala looks genuinely happy to get company in the slave wagon
>You’re pretty sure she’s blushing a bit, but it’s hard to tell
>Apogee is popping a cold one, waiting for her turn
>The familiar feeling of playing DnD with a bunch of friends makes you smile like a goofball
>Maybe you’re being too soft?

Wish granted
Now i eat
Anonymous
No.256527
>>256524
Huzza! Shitpostermcgee ain't getting her head chopped off, but looks like she did bite more than she can chew.
>that'skindahot.gif
It's a true gift to ponerkind
but man do I feel uncomfortable looking at it. Luna is hitting all sorts of uncanny valley notes for me, filly with her ass raised is weird I know it's the perspective that filly is kinda diagonal, while looking at the marecock(tm) is throwing me for all sorts of loops.
Anonymous
No.256528
>>256526
Ah, good old speedwagon... I mean slave wagon.
Hmmm I can sense something...
>The familiar feeling of playing DnD with a bunch of friends makes you smile like a goofball
>you smile like a goofball
Anonfilly is actually having fun, rejoice momfu's and take note. Sending fillers to speedowagon's slave wagon always puts a smile on faces.
Anonymous
No.256529
256532 256541
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>>256510
>the talented battle brit got most of his attention from his satire of Niigel's work not from his original work
Well he obviously did, most people on the site were aching to pick at nigel, as soon as a well-written parody came out, it was an instant hit.
That is not the board's fault, that's just the current trend
Content creation orbits around trends, you can see this in sites like youtube where the new "trend" takes over the whole site for a few weeks, it happened with amnesia, minecraft, fortnite and whatever other game might become trendy at a given point in time.

Your thread is not dying, you just need more posters, and to get more posters you need to attract more posters, hard to do when every other site talking about mlp is also slowing down.
I can only give you a tip, if you want people to vomit content over your thread just encourage them to do so by creating a comfy ambience where shitty artists discuss their shitty artwork while some tips on how to improve are sprinkled around.
In a way to make people confortable with posting their crappy artworks, get more people to post crappy artworks both yours and mine.
Anonymous
No.256532
>>256529
Le filler face is muwah manufique.
Anonymous
No.256541
256546
>>256518
Thanks.
Yeah, honestly even the most ridiculous garbage that you can churn out will be more than nothing. It always is.
Sorry, btw. I didn't read your post that you made for the last national writing month thread. But as you said we are all guilty of this. I don't think we should feel bad about this. I just think we should realise that if we want certain type oof content we have to provide for it to exist in the first place. But yeah, I'm just repeating myself and you probably already knew that.
>>256529
I don't have a thread currently, but I guess you are refering to this thread?
>just encourage them to do so by creating a comfy ambience where shitty artists discuss their shitty artwork while some tips on how to improve are sprinkled around.
In a way to make people confortable with posting their crappy artworks, get more people to post crappy artworks both yours and mine.
Agreed, I don't really know what it is but it feels like this board is afraid of make posts that aren't 100% smart and well thought out. Like it isn't that hard to create a thread on this site if you want to but it seems as if it is basically the same people who contineously does it. I have nothing to based this on though. But take for example the writing threads, I have been the guy that posted the majority of them and while they were shitty since they were generals and I regret that, they were still more than nothing.

Like anyonecan literally make their own thread. It is not that hard nor does it need to be smart. It can simply be a prompt for stories or a story itself. The problem is that having a thread "fail" is obviously not a nice feeling so people will avoid it.

An Anon in Equestria prompt will probably fail or maybe not. It is very hard to know before one tries but the thing is that trends are either artifically created by the massmedia because they have the money to and influnces to create trends. They can make enough people care about something so it looks like it is important. Or a trend happens because it is somethng that people didn't know they wanted before they got it kinda like Anonfilly. If you would have asked me if I wanted a cute faggot, I would probably be indifferent but now I know that it is basically just a cute girl horse acting tsundere she isn't more;P. So now that I'm hooked, I comeback to check in on this at times.

I think that what I'm trying to say about this right now is that you only need one other person to like your stuff and suddenly you are not alone with the thing you are doing. There is circulation and that is what draws other people that criculation between contentent and people consuming it, I think.

I'm not the biggest Anonfilly fan so from now on I won't read every single thing in this thread. And even if I was a hardcore fan I'm not saying anyone has to read through things, just post why you stopped reading and that will be it or post because you want it to exist bascially. But I do like Glimglam's reviews so that is something I want to support and want more of so that's what I'm going to do moving forward. I also, want to encourage anons to postmore writing related threads on the board, because I have an intrest and I can already promise you now that you will get a rply from me if you do such a thing even if I think it is shit. Which is kinda stupid of me since if it is shit, the best strategy for me would be to kill it through silence but ehh, details.

I'm probably just talking in circles. I'm not very concise, I think.
Anonymous
No.256546
256559 256564
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>>256541
>The problem is that having a thread "fail" is obviously not a nice feeling so people will avoid it.
Yeas but it is also tiring to be the guy responsible to maintain a thread up like forever, you might like to help and might also enjoy the attention but you will eventually want to move on with your life regardless of the support you might get and if no one is fit to take over your legacy, the thread will just die.

I agree with you on your stuff but remember you're not responsible for replying to every single post anon. Sure, anons love to get asspats but i am pretty sure if an anon really likes to make content, they will make it regardless of how much asspats he gets.

Plus you could always post your stuff on fimfiction and on the thread, like >>256414 does.
Ever since i got to read the first few posts in the thread i have been silently following the story on derpibooru but giving (you) to people as if they were likes just does not sit pretty well with me.
And it would feel too fake to reply to his every post sucking his dick, i rather just read the whole story, send it to a few friends and maybe post like one comment about it
Anonymous
No.256552
256555 256557 256559 256562 258163
>>256376
I fell asleep on the way back to my room, and when I woke again Amy was gone. In his place was a pink Unicorn mare with a similar trainee badge on her hat. That meant the shift had changed so, Redheart had probably left as well. I’d only known them for a few hours, but I felt their absence keenly. They were, after all, the only people I knew in the entire world, and I didn’t even get to say goodbye to them.

I felt much better after my nap. All that remained was a dull ache at the base of my horn, and a feeling of emptiness in my chest where my magic had seemed to originate from.

My new minder looked bored. She idly flipped through a magazine she had levitated in her magic. Watching a patient sleep wasn’t the most fascinating of assignments, so I didn’t blame her at all. The Unicorn had a straw yellow mane put up into a bun like Redheart’s had been.

“Hi.” I squeaked. Stupid squeaky voice.

The Unicorn mare sighed and looked up. “Oh, you’re awake.”

Her voice had no enthusiasm, as if looking after me was a major imposition on her time.

“Really?” My voice dripped with sarcasm, “I hadn’t noticed.”

The unicorn obviously knew better than to rise to the bait and instead she slid herself off the chair and stretched.

“They wanted me to let them know when you woke up,” She explained as she walked over to the door. “Don’t do anything crazy while I’m gone.”

I almost wanted to do something crazy just to spite her but that would just be immature. I understood where she was coming from; it was boring. I was basically wasting her time, but this was part of the job and she’d just have to suck it up and get used to it. I’d never had much sympathy for people that couldn’t keep themselves entertained for a few hours, especially if they were being paid for it. It’s like, you’re being paid by the hour to sit around and read a book, and you’re complaining about it? You’re complaining that the patient isn’t awake and trying to rip their catheter out or punch you in the face? What are you, five? Do you need me to dangle my car keys in front of you to keep your attention?

After a few minutes the trainee returned with a fluorescent orange pegasus. I tactfully decided not to ask if that was her natural coat colour since I didn’t want to remind her of the traumatic experience she must have endured as a filly when she fell into a vat of ink on a field trip to the highlighter factory.

She wasn’t wearing a nurse hat, so maybe she wasn’t a nurse?

“Good afternoon,” She greeted, “My name is Day Glow, do you remember me from yesterday?”

I almost smirked at her name, but I managed to keep it contained. At the same time a spike of fear hit me. Yet another pony had me at a disadvantage by knowing what I’d said while I was delirious, I couldn’t remember a thing. I thought back to the notes I’d skimmed with Amy earlier; I hadn’t paid any attention to the names, but if she wasn’t a nurse, and she wasn’t in Lunar guard armor, and she hadn’t introduced herself as ‘Dr’... Right, the social worker.

“Sorry, I don’t remember anything from yesterday.”

“That’s alright.” She consoled, “We didn’t make much progress yesterday, but I’m told you’re feeling better today?”

“I don’t know.”

“Oh?”

“To know if I was feeling better today I would have to compare it to yesterday,” I deadpanned, “If I can’t remember yesterday how would I know if I’m feeling better today?”

She laughed at my joke, but it felt more like politeness than actual mirth. At least she could tell when I was joking.

“I’ll take that as a yes.” She noted something on a clipboard. “My job here is to represent the Ministry of Families, Foals and Mental Health.”

That was a mouthful. Hopefully she was here for the first two and not the third.

“It’s good timing that you woke up actually,” Dayglow continued, “There’s somepony I was just with that I wanted you to meet.”

I don’t like surprises. My job is to make sure that everything goes according to plan. To be prepared for anything that might happen. Day Glow had caught me completely off guard and nervousness twisted my stomach.

“You can come in now, Applejack.” She called out.

Damnit. They brought the lie detector. I couldn’t run. My leg was broken, and even if it wasn’t I had nowhere to go, no one to turn to. I was frozen on the spot, my skin was cold.

Relax, breathe, don’t have another panic attack.

I closed my eyes, and I took some deep breaths. I managed to stop shivering as I got the panic under control. I still had a knot of nervousness in my stomach though.

Alright, alright, she’s probably right in front of you, so don’t get startled.

I cracked open my eyes and saw that Applejack was actually standing a respectful distance away. When she noticed I was looking at her she approached and introduced herself.

“Well hello there little one, my name’s Applejack.”

The knot in my stomach twisted tighter. Oh god, what if she knew I was lying when I told her my name? Ugh.

Ok, your name is Green. That’s what ponies call you, that’s what you refer to yourself as, so it’s not a lie. Just tell the truth. Your name is ‘Green’. You’re a pony, you were never a human.

I felt bile in my throat.

“Hi m-” I closed my mouth again when I realised I was speaking far too quietly for her to hear me.

Applejack moved closer “Pardon?”

Her moving closer made me even more nervous, if such a thing was possible. My stomach hurt.

“H- *hurrgh*” I threw up on her hooves.

So much for first impressions.

Anonymous
No.256554
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I bet ya won't boop me!
Anonymous
No.256555
256558
>>256552
Still lovin' it. Do you have any idea of how long you're planning on making this yet?
Anonymous
No.256557
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>>256552
Great stuff friend
Anonymous
No.256558
256561
>>256555
I'm planning on it being an epic, 200k words plus.

Once I get Green set up in Ponyville it's going to transition into more of a slice of life/ adventure of the week format for a while until I decide to progress the plot into the final phase so it really depends on what kind of reception it's getting for how long it goes on for.
Anonymous
No.256559
256562 256564 256596
>>256546
>Yeas but it is also tiring to be the guy responsible to maintain a thread up like forever, you might like to help and might also enjoy the attention but you will eventually want to move on with your life regardless of the support you might get and if no one is fit to take over your legacy, the thread will just die.
I mean sure. That can be the case. Then I am not saying you can't just quit. But if that is the case you just do that.
I think you are imagining a thread which has never caught on in the first place. Like I don't think you are thinking about someone like Nueve. He just posts a new thread each time there is a need. He really doesn't have to do anything more about that.
What I mean to say is that if you enjoy something keeping it alive isn't that hard. This might sound contradictory to what I am about to say next.
>I agree with you on your stuff but remember you're not responsible for replying to every single post anon.
Yes, I agree. That is what I have been saying in the last couple posts. It was only in the first one were I didn't say so. But yeah, I was wrong and I agree but what I'm saying now is that, if we want content we have to give something for it. In this case support in the form of encouragement.
>Sure, anons love to get asspats but i am pretty sure if an anon really likes to make content, they will make it regardless of how much asspats he gets.
I can understand where you are coming from but I disagree. This might sound contradictory to what I wrote in the begining but if nobody is caring for what you are providing you will stop providing it. The truth is that one some level we care what other people think of us. We want to be respected and we want to provide something to soceity, mostly for survivals sake, but also because we want their approval or the approval of the group we associate with. Only the most autistic person keeps going with a hobby that is entirely self-serving. Take Chrischan for example, he might create art that only appeals to him and not to anybody else, his comics for example.
I don't think any of this is bad. I like self-serving art but I know that when I learn that I am the only one who think or cares about something in the entire world I feel lonely. It might be different from person to person who they react to things like this but alienation has both reinforced my ego but also hurt me.

My point is that, yes, there are some people who can just post endlessly about their art but they are not the norm and they as well as anyone else will appreciate praise/encouragment or feel the need to prove their haters wrong.
>Ever since i got to read the first few posts in the thread i have been silently following the story on derpibooru but giving (you) to people as if they were likes just does not sit pretty well with me.
Sure, but I feel that we misunderstand each other. I think that if we want content, we have to give the people providing us with content attention. The "asspat" part of this is the weird thing. I specifically said that people could write whatever came to mind or well that was what I meant and it comes out clear in the text i think as I'm saying I'm okay with posts like, "KYS!" Such a comment is obviously not an asspat but honestly, I almosst prefer that to silence. Fucking silence sucks. There was this one time that I worked on this drawing and it came out super nice and then I posted it on the drawfag thread and nothing.

Anyway, I do not promote dicksucking. But I understannd what you are saying:
>And it would feel too fake to reply to his every post
I can related. It must be genuine, right? But that is the thing, you should be genuine. Again I will refer to my comments in the glimglam review thread. I am 100% genuine about everything I say. While the last post I made was mostly me agreeing with him, you don't have to scroll high up to see me disagreeing with him.

In fact this part of that validation people seek when sharing their art. People want relate to others. If you analysis this guy's >>256552 work and tell him what you thought and it turns out that was why he wrote it, it will mean a lot to him because now he realises that he is not alone. Like I can related to the part about nurses, I have also experinces in that field so I get what he is talking about when he talks about letting someone get comfortable within your presence and better even would it be if you understood this experince from his story alone and could elaborate further on this ideas.

What I'm talking about here isn't some deep dive analysis. I am talking what did you feel when you read this and if you want to be all introspective you can figure out why. Otherwise, just leave a comment on your thoughts about it, again, if you want to see more of this.

I think am going in cricles here but...

Bar minimum here, again if is a content provider that you enjoy, is just to confirm that you are indeed reading what they are writing and to remind of that when they stop. A "Do more faggot," is music to my ears.

But again, I must stress that I get where you are coming from. I also dislike the like whoring on youtube and such sites. But I don't think these situations are equvialent.

Please, share your thoughts on this tirade if you actually ended up reading it.
Cool pic btw.
Anonymous
No.256561
>>256558
That is pleasing to hear. Its just too depressing when a story you enjoy ends so I always wish for them to go on for as long as possible.
Anonymous
No.256562
257656
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>>256559
>Chrischan for example
I think i need to sleep before trying to get into conversations because that's an obvious point that i missed hard as an inmate's dick.
I do think someone that enjoys producing their work needs at the very least to know he or she is not undesired on a thread.
>Sure, but
>co
>"K
>is obviously
>t a
>ss
>tly
I do agree with your points, but specially with this part here
>If you analysis this guy's >>256552 work and tell him what you thought and it turns out that was why he wrote it, it will mean a lot to him
I think you hit just the right spot right there
That's the kind of genuine compliment a creator should get, an honest opinion from whomever happens to have read his piece. That kind of asspat is rare because it actually takes time and effort to produce.

>"Do more faggot,"
Yup, that's more like it, short, easy to make and to the point plus it means whoever is reading your shit actually wants more.

>Cool pic btw.
Anonymous
No.256563
>>256492
This is beautiful, sir.
Anonymous
No.256564
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>>256546
>they will make it regardless of how much asspats he gets.
Pic related.
>>256559
I've created ongoing content for no (You)s, and I've abandoned content when people really liked it because I just didn't have the time to work on it.
>Fucking silence sucks.
Finally someone fucking gets it. It stings me deep to my core to slave over a drawing or a snippet of green for hours only to get fucking nothing.
Anonymous
No.256565
256566 256567
>>256564
You fool, that image will summon the pissfags to this thread!
Anonymous
No.256566
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>>256565
What if they were already here?!
Anonymous
No.256567
258781
>>256565
Ha ha! You have summoned me? Hold on... that's not right...
Don't read the title just yet.
Title: Old Young Filly Henderson
Co-owning a bar with a local from some backwater town called 'Ponyville' doesn't sound like much of a wise business decision.
That would be true except for one detail.
Canterlot is a hop, trot, and a train ride away. Somewhere I've been trying to get a hoofhold for years, and failed. I never did manage to break in there, but this isn't a story about that. This is about my most loyal costumer.
It goes a little something like this.
My well kept heavy bar door slams open.
"Who did tha-!"
In walks the local princess Twilight Sparkle. She has a deranged look on her face. No, she looks entirely deranged and on the verge of snapping bringing forth windiegos.
"My princess I'm terribly so-"
A large bag of bits hits the counter.
"I don't care please for the love of all that is good. Just get me something so I can forget."
"Heavy on the rocks?"
Her darkened eyes tell the whole story. She really does not care.
Then, an idle thought comes to me. Isn't she feeding a filly naturally?
Two of thwm now that I think about it?
"Princess you know that alc-"
"I-"
"know."
I pour her the wrost drink I've made in my entire career. Devoid of passion, and love. A tonic that care not for taste, but hard results. It's sickening that this thing I've just made could be considered my magnum opus.
She hammers it down. Eyes tearing up.
"However much the bag has I want that many drinks."

Princess Twilight is a social drinker.
"So then Hendersonfilly, and her coltfriend Kelly the colt was burning the royal bushes using phoenix fire."
Sweat dripped down my brow. I couldn't fail now. The doors and room sealed and warded to stop spying. This is blackmail of the highest order. I... I like to think of my self loyal to princess.
"That's not the worst of it though. Oh no! You see I scanned them both. The princess didn't teach a foalish unicorn nuh-uh. You know what I found?"
The bit bag ran out of bits. My limbs hurt, but still I can't stop myself from asking.
"What did you find?"
She guzzles down three bottles of my Forget It recipe and stares through me. Deep into my soul.
"Nothing. There was nothing for me to find."
I don't know if that's good or b-
"Everything was plain as day. There was nothing to find. It was just there."
"Do you want to know what was there? Well do you?"
"I- I-"
"I saw two foals, and their entire past. My liver isn't anywhere near failing so give me something stronger."
Anonymous
No.256572
>>256407
I read that in the Pinkie voice from RDP.
Anonymous
No.256576
256578
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Smoldix may be a nigger, but he draws a good filly.
Anonymous
No.256577
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Totally not recolored fillies.
Anonymous
No.256578
>>256576
>but he draws a good filly.
And eyes.
Lone15
No.256579
256580 256581 256582 256583 256588 256591
SomethingAwfulIsAboutToHappen.png
Hey, sorry for not continuing the lighthouse green. I don't know when/if it'll be continued since I typed up like half an update for it a while back and it was fucking ass. I need to get back into drawing, my poor sketchbook has been sitting neglected ever since I did a few Christmas things. Anything you all want to see? Preferably really fucking weird, but not necessarily fetish-y.
Anonymous
No.256580
>>256579
Filly wearing Twilight's skin
Anonymous
No.256581
>>256579
Fillies in Boogaloo.
Filly gang collecting the toll.
Fillies in a stampede.
Filly doing math on the blackboard.
Anonymous
No.256582
>>256579
Filly with rating signs, for example 0/10 - 2/10 - 8/10 - 10/10
Anonymous
No.256583
>>256579
Filly parachuting while the mares below panic.
Anonymous
No.256584
256597
>>256526
What will happen next anon?
Anonymous
No.256588
>>256579
filly attempts to wrap a present for twiggy but somehow wraps her hooves together :^)

Anonymous
No.256591
>>256579
Something momfu-based. Maybe diapers or milkies? Or a lap-pillow if you want to be vanilla.
Anonymous
No.256592
256593
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>What part of "Not For Sexual" these ziggers don't understand.
Anonymous
No.256593
256594
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>>256592
>implying
Anonymous
No.256594
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>>256593
Filly is pure.
Anonymous
No.256595
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>>256594
Filly is a pure faggot
Anonymous
No.256596
257656
>>256559
You're too nice, I feel weird when people recognize my typing style. I mean if I REALLY hated being named, all I would have to do is change how I talk here and how much, but I do feel almost put upon, like a small time star getting spotted by the paparrazi.
Anonymous
No.256597
256598 256620
>>256584
First, i'll take care of my real world problems then buy chocolate milk and finally write the next part

Anonymous
No.256598
256620
Spoilered
>>256597
>Spoiler 2
A filly of culture, I see.
Anonymous
No.256606
256607 256635
>>256526
>You look at apogee
>She looks back and smiles
>Realize you are smiling like an idiot
>Look away with a slight blush like a faggot you are
“S-so”
>Did you just fucking stutter?
>You clean your throat
>Let’s not make this even more gay
“So, you crawl out of the hole…”
(…)
A minute ago, apogee crawled out of a very disgusting hole filled with disgusting things and a killer wasp. She was bruised by that encounter but nothing too serious.
A sigh escapes her; maybe it was a bad idea to leave the party, back in the ruins.
She told them exploring the ruins would only take a few hours, but Luftkrieg keep on talking about how every second was important or something; She didn’t even change opinion when they found that cool axe under a few rocks. Those ruins were cool, not like this horrible hole thingamajig filled with dead things.
After a few checks around the area to make sure she didn’t miss anything, Apogee resumes her walk towards the north; Earlier on their adventure, her party had found this “path” in-between the trees: While the terrain around it was filled with plants of all sizes, only vegetation in this seemingly natural path was short grass.

The sudden clicking sound of insects rocks her – Shit, the wasps must be coming back looking for blood HOUSTON WE HAVE A PROBLEM, I REPEAT-
SLAM
The impact sends the pegasus flying to the side of the road; A massive carriage pulled by two giant bugs stops a few squares away.
She caresses her head with a hoof and dizzily gets up, it’s hard to stand straight, that was quite the hit she took.
At the distance, she can make out the figure of a pink earth pony running towards her.
Apogee attempts to draw her weapon! Failure, she falls on her flank instead.
The pink pony approaches, a worried expression on her face. Apogee stands up, as straight as currently possible despite the dizziness.
“Are you alright, we didn’t hurt you did we?” The pink mare inquires
Apogee smiles, at last someone friendly
“Ish shust a scrahcht”
The pink mare covers her mouth, holding back a laugh when a shout stops from the vehicle stops her laughing altogether
“Rose ye scabby sea bass are ye makin' love t' that carouser or wha'?”
The deep voice echoed through the woods, as the mare’s face goes from happy to worry in an instant.
“Look, sorry, I have to go”
The mare quickly turns back at the vehicle ready to run back–
“WAIT” As Apogee yells, the mare instantly turns back at her.
“You’re going north?”
The pink mare smiles at the question, now turning entirely towards Apogee.
“Wanna ride th’ ole nautilus?”
Apogee squees, finally something good happens

“I'll nail yer gizzard to the mast, ye lice-infested hoof!”
The pink pony scrunches, looking down as a small grey-coated stallion with a dark blue mane scolds her. You can barely make a word of it.
“wha' are ye th’ interloper of the twelve seas, ay!?”
The stallion looks at her, then at you, he exhales hard, some vapour from his nostrils quickly dissipate in the air.
“Get out o' me view, i wants t' hear no more o' this”
The tiny stallion turns back and leaves the small empty room, leaving you and the pink mare alone.

Apogee scrunches and sticks her chest fluff out.
“That guy’s a jerk”
The pink pony stays still in silence, her head still low.
Apogee builds up concern, that scolding was kind of like her fault, she didn’t meant for this mare to get in trouble for helping her and–
“Boop”
The mare smiles, the tip of her hoof pressed gently against Apogee’s snout
“You thought i was sad, didn’t you?
“Wait you’re not?”
“Of course not, didn’t you hear? He called me an interloper!” She giggles
You have no idea how that changes the context of things, but you giggle anyways
“You were lucky we passed by, the woods are dangerous and we are on our way to one major trade route when we hit you…” The pink mare pauses for a moment, as a sudden realization hit her.
The mare presses on Apogee’s chest with her hoof. Apogee can’t help but look down at the hoof curiously; Is she looking for something?
The air around her chest suddenly feels heavy, a sense of pressure building up on her chest. Apogee whimpers in surprise, suddenly, she can feel all the pain on her body dissipating, until there is none left.
“There we go” The mare says, removing her hoof from Apogee’s chest, the latter looking like a dog trying to understand quantum physics.
“B-but you’re an earth pony, what kind of spell is that?”
“Spell?” The mare giggles
“You’re not from these parts, are you?”
Apogee nods, the mare sighs, bracing herself for a long upcoming Q&A
(…)

>”I– It’s so big”
“Indeed”
>’’There’s no way i– I can’t!”
>You scrunch
“Don’t be a faggot and take it like an adult!”
>”I’M NOT AN ADULT!”
>You sigh as Apogee finally takes “The Complete Psionics Handbook” from your hooves
>She opens Page1 and gets immediately distracted by the first illustration
>You can tell she likes it a lot
>Maybe she’ll at least shift through the pages
>Time to check over Zala and Luftkrieg

Anonymous
No.256607
Psion.png
>>256606
Forgot to attach this

Let's see if i can get the next part out soon, i want to get more input from anons, what's the fun in telling a pre-written story.
Anonymous
No.256613
256636
20200122_112340.gif

Anonymous
No.256620
>>256597
>>256598
Sick, twisted, degenerate scum. Both of you belong in Tartarus where every glass you tip over is your stolen happiness.
Anonymous
No.256625
256627 256629 256632 256633 256644
68df313338159002f7738b713c8c7f2e.png
Bat eat rat
Bat
Bat is for pat
Anonymous
No.256627
256629
headpats.png
>>256625
patpat the bat bat
Anonymous
No.256629
256631
>>256625
Anonbatfilly why did I never even think of that? Imagine the little faggit as a vampire. Sitting on the throne room of her mother Celestia swirling a cup of blood like liquid, quoting Dracula, Castlevania, and more.
>>256627
"The pats it burns!"

Anonymous
No.256631
>>256629
>batfilly pretending her cup of fruit punch is blood
Anonymous
No.256632
1570745792581.png
>>256625
She cute.
Anonymous
No.256633
Mango.jpg
>>256625

Anonymous
No.256635
>>256606
Luft and Zala are sold as slaves to the ponies Apogee is with, but they won't let their two new slaves go with Apo
Anonymous
No.256636
>>256613
That's a very not as in absolutely cute filly, love the hair detail on the pat too
Anonymous
No.256637
256641 256642
fillypee.png
I wish for filly to pee in my mouth.
Anonymous
No.256641
256642
>>256637
Your wish is granted.
Anonymous
No.256642
256655
>>256641
God dammit, you faggots are reminding me of that Twisted Metal one-off. Stop it.
>Tfw You win Calypso’s contest with a fellow fillyfag
>Tfw they butt in before you can and use your collective wish for >>256637
>Tfw you become the full-bladdered filly, forced to relieve yourself in your friend’s mouth
>Tfw it’s the best sensation you’ve ever felt.
Anonymous
No.256643
256644 256645
>panicked sobbing echos through the castle and grows louder as a green, princess seeking missile races through the halls until it finds it's target and leaps into the startled book horses embrace
>"Anon! What happened? What's wrong?"
"IwasinmyroomplayingandthatdumbbatfillycameinandthenshebitmeandnowI'mgonnaturnintooneandIdon'twanttoturnintosomeedgyOCpleasehelpmeI'msorryIpromiseI'llbegood."
>two small puncture marks can be seen on the scared filly's neck as a grumpy bat filly flies into the room, eeeeing angrily
>"Anonbat! Did you bite your sister?"
>"She kept making fun of me! She said I suck."
>"That's still no reason-"
>"Dicks!"
>the purple pony lets out an exasperated sigh
>"No more biting ponies. Now go to your room."
>"Hmph. She tasted gay anyways."
>"As for you missy, you should know better than to tease your sister like that. Now let's get you patched up."
"So I'm going to be okay and not turn into a bat pony?"
>"No, that's only silly stories in comic books."
>Twilight pauses to think for a moment
>"Although, I do still need to teach you a lesson, and seeing as how you have such strong opinions on bat ponies..."
Anonymous
No.256644
>>256643
meant to link to >>256625

I feel ill for writing the spoiler
Anonymous
No.256645
256646
>>256643
>"Hmph. She tasted gay anyways."
A connoisseur I see.
>"IwasinmyroomplayingandthatdumbbatfillycameinandthenshebitmeandnowI'mgonnaturnintooneandIdon'twanttoturnintosomeedgyOCpleasehelpmeI'msorryIpromiseI'llbegood."
Absolute kek. Revenge for such a vampire filly would have to go beyond the ethical codes of prank warfare.
Bat filly will sparkle, flamboyantly. It is by the will of Twilight herself.
Anonymous
No.256646
>>256645
>spoiler
oh no
Anonymous
No.256647
256653 256659
image0.png
Person of the year.
Anonymous
No.256653
>>256647
Purple doesn't look pleased.
Anonymous
No.256654
1579754078003.png
/r/ing a version of this with Aryanne and some fillies.
Anonymous
No.256655
256670
>>256642
>Twisted Metal filly
W H A T
Anonymous
No.256659
G2zn-hhE.jpg
>>256647
>Person of the year
Yay!
Anonymous
No.256665
Is there any art of Anonfilly with a different mane than her original one? It would be kinda fun to see Anonfilly in a bunch of different styles, like pigtails, combed back, Steven Seagal with him trying to hurt her because she tried to copy him and so on.
Anonymous
No.256670
>>256655
Yep.
>>254162 →
Anonymous
No.256697
256807
unknown.png
Nore returns from the grave to give us commie bat ass.
Anonymous
No.256707
256708 256710 256715 256716 256870
My neck still hurts and I'm out of things to wash my remaining whiskey down. I need either filly energy or something lewd to fap to so I sleep well.
Anonymous
No.256708
256713 256715 256716
raw.png
>>256707
Forgot pic related. Thanks in advance if anyone delivers.
Anonymous
No.256710
>>256707
Sorry but I've got nothing on me at the moment so unless you get lucky on pastebin and find something worth reading there then it looks like you'll have to go to bed without either.
Anonymous
No.256713
1860623__safe_artist-colon-neuro_oc_oc-colon-filly anon_oc only_bag_blanket_female_filly_hiding_question mark_simple background_solo_transparent backgr.png
>>256708

Anonymous
No.256715
256717
1579833611142.png
>>256708
>>256707
>filly energy
Anonymous
No.256716
256717
>>256708
>>256707
\\o/
Anonymous
No.256717
>>256715
>>256716
The filly spirit bomb, kek. I'll accept that. Night fillies, here's hoping next injury I get at work is instantly fatal and I get to be the filly.
Anonymous
No.256719
256722
1494133779685.png
>The virgin cyber truck
>Has to wait in traffic
>Windows break
>Terrible run time
>Overbuilt making more breakable shit for the future
>Have to arm it for the boogaloo
>Actually terrible on the environment in the long run
>Rich hipsters will drive it
Vs.
>The chad t72 Russian mbt
>It is the traffic and god help the fucker to cut you off
>Windows?
>Runs well
>Has what is neccessary
>Comes prearmed
>It blends into the environment
>Rich hipsters cry when they see it
>"Let them come comrade, we shall see."~Fat fluffy filly in a T72
Anonymous
No.256720
256722
20200123_222734.png
Someone also made an alternative to the commie filly
Anonymous
No.256722
20200123_174913.png
>>256720
>>256719

Anonymous
No.256723
256724 256738
>>256470
>>256471
This is a bad juxtaposition
Anonymous
No.256724
256725
>>256723
The snuggles aren’t stolen if that’s what you’re implying. I attained them from the drawfag like a good little filly.
Anonymous
No.256725
256726
>>256724
Look at the image above, then at the one below.
Anonymous
No.256726
256727
>>256725
Oh, kek.
Anonymous
No.256727
256729
>>256726
are you a housebroken filly?
Anonymous
No.256729
>>256727
Housebroken or broken house?
Anonymous
No.256738
257033
>>256723
Not if they're wearing diapers!
Anonymous
No.256739
256763
>>256417
>day 40-something since you taught Applejack how to make LIITs.
>at first she was reluctant to let you make some for the two of you, but knowing your nature as a former adult, she surmises you can make decisions like that if you wish and sold you some under-the-table ingredients.
>while you at first were fine with one glass a night, you've started to get diminishing returns on your alcohol intake.
>you stop going to the Apple household after two weeks of visiting and drinking with her.
>you're sure it beats her up that she can't provide you company when you're secluded in the castle, but you got worried she might not like when you're drunk.
>better to quit while you're ahead, and she doesn't hate you yet.
>Twilight, on the other hand, visits your room quite often, sometimes forgetting to knock as well.
>"Anon, breakfast is ready."
"Mmn, five more minutes..."
>"Anon..."
"Rrgh, fine. Lemme get a highball down first, then I'll be over."
>Twilight doesn't seem to pay attention to this, closing the door with a soft, annoyed sigh.
>you get out of bed and open your dresser - why did she give you a dresser with so many drawers if pony clothes are rare and optional? - revealing a diverse collection of drinks, with a spell of sealing and a chilling rune hidden inside.
>you grab some whiskey, then a bottle of cola, pouring them into a well-used pint glass sloppily.
>looks more like half and half than a single shot...but fuck it. Down the hatch.
>after downing the morning drink, you stumble your way into Twilight's kitchen, pupils dilated slightly from the light difference between your dim bedroom and the brightly-lit kitchen.
>as soon as you sit down, Twilight seems somewhat concerned about your behavior, offering you a plate of eggs and Griffinstone bacon.
"Mmn, thanks."
>"Not a problem Anon. So, you mentioned getting down a highball, hmm?"
"Uh, yeah?"
>you give a somewhat defensive look her way, as if trying to ask what's so wrong with drinking as soon as you get up.
>"Would that happen to be one of your little cocktails?"
"Maybe."
>her expression narrows somewhat as she takes a bite of her eggs.
>"And you decided to drink an alcoholic beverage at 9AM."
"Are we done with 20 questions or are you gonna just make your guess?"
>"My guess is that you should go to the hospital with me to make sure your liver's still intact."
"Don't talk to me like you know me."
>"Anonymous, whatever you might think of me, I am your caregiver, and one of the six ponies who even knows who you really are. And I know old habits die hard, but whatever you're doing between shifts isn't going to sit well with your filly body."
"That sounds like future filly's problem."
>"That sounds like you're plotting to send yourself to an early grave."
"Fuck off."
>she backs down at that, her expression scrunching up before she sighs slightly to herself, returning to her food.
>a few minutes of silent eating follow, before she speaks up again.
>"Just don't forget your next shift is at 8 tomorrow. If you don't get up after first call, you're on your own. I might be a princess but I don't use nepotism to keep ponies employed."
"Except when it suits you-"
>"You know what-"
>she gets up and takes your nearly-finished plate, frowning as she dumps both your plates in the sink.
>"Just take your milk. Make a white Strussian with it if you want. I don't care."
>you get up and walk off with milk in hoof.
>fine, maybe you will.

>another week passes.
>you arrived to work drunk twice, and clocked in late once.
>the manager is none too pleased.
>hung over, you're not pleased either to hear that old crow tell you how everything you ever do is wrong.
>you toss your apron and walk out without another word, and just like that, you don't have a job anymore.
>time to visit auntie Jack again.
>you quickly make your way to the barn before the sun has a chance to set.
>naturally you packed three cans of cola in your saddlebag, just in case you need a mixer.
>within seconds of your knocking, AJ answers.
>"Howdy, what's- oh."
"Oh?"
>"Anon, Ah might not be the smartest mare in this town, but Ah do know why you're here."
"So, wanna share a glass? I brough-"
>"No, Anon. Ah heard what you said to Twilight, and Ah'm not gonna supply ya with more of the goods until ya shape up."
"Wh- shape up? The hell's that supposed to mean? You drink too, don't act like you're any better."
>"Ah get up at sunrise 'n work every mornin'. Worst Ah ever get up to is gettin' drunk in the privacy of mah own distillery, then go t'bed. Ah don't bit- er, complain at Granny Smith over mah responsibilities."
"Easy for you to say, you've been doing this work for what, a decade now? You've had that body for your whole life, work you know you're talented at, a support network of your brother and granny, a group of friends that would do anything for you-"
>"Just, shut yer mouth fer a second!"
>you snap your mouth shut, angry but not ready to invoke the fury of a mare scorned.
>"Not everythin's sunshine 'n rainbows here, filly. Ah wasn't born with mah cutie mark, 'n I didn't always have it easy. Who d'ya think had to take care of Applebloom, before I made friends with Twilight and the folks? Do you see mah mom 'n dad here?"
>you wait a moment to make sure that those aren't rhetorical questions, but just as you open your mouth to reply, she cuts you off.
>"Ah repeat: no more'a mah liquor until ya shape up. Go apologize to Twilight and then we can start talkin' again."
>your despondent, sobered gaze seems to tug at her heartstrings, so just as you turn around, she speaks up again.
>"Ah'll be waitin', alright? You're not a bad girl, y'just gotta git yer priorities in order."
>you trot off, keeping your nose to the street as you head back home in the hopes you don't get noticed by any townsfolk.
>a lot can change in a month...
Anonymous
No.256745
256746 256747
https://www.fimfiction.net/blog/886875/anon-filly-contest-pony-transformation-general
Anonymous
No.256746
256751
>>256745
"There are many pictures drawn about her, but very few stories."
Wait, do derpiboorufags/fimfictionfags seriously don't know about Anonfilly threads here or on /mlp/ ?
Or is the guy posting that contest pretending really hard we don't exist just because our stories might not be are jew-approved ?
Anonymous
No.256747
256751
1569352.png
>>256745
Good to plaster the comment section with links to /mlpol/ filly' stories.
Anonymous
No.256751
>>256746
>Wait, do derpiboorufags/fimfictionfags seriously don't know about Anonfilly threads here or on /mlp/ ?
I doubt it, they’re blind consoomers. They see cute pony, they click upboat, and then they move on.
>>256747
This tbh. We are the genesis point of 99% of anonfilly content, formerly anyways. I don’t want to stand by in silence while our name gets slandered by the derpiniggers, fimfags, and ptfg trannies.
Anonymous
No.256763
256776
>>256739
That was a good read. If you ever feel like continuing I'd love to read more, fillies with problems are the best fillies.
Anonymous
No.256776
>>256763
Thank ya kindly sugarcube. Couldn't sleep, I conducted my first moral orel marathon of the year and was feeling the pain. Now me 'n Jesus, we like to feel the pain.
Anonymous
No.256784
256786 256788 256832
Spoilered
Figured I'd drop another now out of date WIP. My goal is for a more details coloring, working with tools I usually don't use.
Anonymous
No.256786
>>256784
mein gott thats so damn adorable
Anonymous
No.256788
256792
>>256784
That's pretty good. What happened to her face?
Anonymous
No.256792
>>256788
Those just indicating where the leaves overhead are located. I plan to then reverse the light coming from above to have sun coming in through the leaves.
Anonymous
No.256803
256810 256816
>Be Applejack.
>Running your stand.
>See the little green filly Anon.
>You've never seen her with her parents... poor filly is probably alone.
>You watch as she looks around to see if no pony is watching and go to a trash can.
>She misses you.
>She gets on her hindhooves and begins to dig in the can.
>You can't watch this, Granny raised you better.
"Anon!"
>You call out.
>The filly nearly jumps out of her hide as she jerks her head to you.
"C'mer!"
>Her ears fold back and she lowers her head as she sulks up to your stand.
>"Yes ma'am?" She says barley meeting your eyes.
"Here ya' go, this is better for you."
>You say as you put a apple infront of her.
>"I-I don't have any bits miss Applejack."
"'S on the house dear, eat up!"
>You say with a honest smile.
>You watch as her eyes light up and she nearly dives on the apple.
>"Crunch munchmunchmunchmunchmuch!"
>You tip your hat up to get a good look as the apple juices get all over the filly tearing into it.
"Dang, ya' really like apples huh?"
>The filly finishes up and wipes her muzzle.
>"Mhmm, thank you miss Applejack!" She says as she starts to trot off.
"Ya' got a place to stay Anon?"
>She stops mid step.
>"Y-Yes..."
>Lie.
"No?"
>"No."
"How'd you like one?"
>"I really couldn't, the apple was more than enough, I couldn't even pay for a place..."
"It's just ah barn hun, you could pay it off with a few chores."
>You barely have time to react as the green filly tackles you in a hug.

Anonymous
No.256807
256814
confusedfilly.png
>>256697
What about that bat makes it a commie?
Not sure what to say
Anonymous
No.256810
>>256803
Something is going on with my heart! It was normally at a steady decline then something happened.
Is this the mythological feels?
I must have more.
Anonymous
No.256811
256812
>Filly gets fit thicc living with Applejack.
>When she becomes a mare she has a body that makes almost any mare jealous and stallions beg.
>She never dates any of them because they're not the right one for her, Applejack told her growing up, "If a pony is only interested in you for your looks, they won't stick around for you."
>She has to find the right mare or stallion, and finding the one through swaves of ponies is difficult, but she's determined.
Different anon
Anonymous
No.256812
>>256811
"We-wew. Is it getting hot in here? Or is it just you? I mean me? I mean, uhhhh, Applejack!"
>damnit
>"Sure is mighty toasty today isn't it. Banana split at Sugarcube corner sugarcube?
>yus nailed it
Anonymous
No.256814
256815 256833
>>256807
There instincts to seize the means of production
Anonymous
No.256815
>>256814
Mangos are the means of production?
Anonymous
No.256816
256819
>>256803
>homeless filly
Now that's something i haven't read tillnow
Anonymous
No.256819
>>256816
There was feral wild filly
Anonymous
No.256832
>>256784
That filly needs petting.
Anonymous
No.256833
256834
Spoilered
>>256814
>There instincts to seize the means of production
As a good far right lad, I have instincts to seize the means of REproduction.
Anonymous
No.256834
REEEEEEEEE.png
>>256833
What about the means of REEproduction?
Anonymous
No.256870
256894
>>256707
>he cant drink neat whisky
Everyone laugh at the hoemoe
Anonymous
No.256894
256900
>>256870
Heck you, I only started drinking at legal age and haven't really gotten used to it yet. Highballs are easy to get down.
Anonymous
No.256900
>>256894
I recommend Tuaca then. It tastes good and you feel it quick.
Anonymous
No.256959
257061
20200125_175132.jpg

Anonymous
No.256960
256962
IMG_20191223_153625.jpg
IMG_20191223_153723.jpg
Can't remember if these were posted
Anonymous
No.256962
>>256960
That filly on the right has seem some THINGS
Anonymous
No.256965
257042 257132
FillyAbuse.png

Anonymous
No.256968
256974
Hazmat Template.png
Don't mind me, I'm just gonna leave this right here.
Anonymous
No.256973
ArtistFillyCropped.png

Anonymous
No.256974
256979
Hazmat Filly.png
>>256968
https://youtu.be/MXn5sCbCRWw
It ain't carrots, it ain't peas...
Anonymous
No.256979
>>256974
Thank you for this can of whoopass.
Anonymous
No.257002
257029 257129
BatFilly.png

Anonymous
No.257024
257256
Fillyhazmat.jpg
Watch me bungle image editing like a fucking drongo.
Anonymous
No.257029
>>257002
kek
Anonymous
No.257033
>>256738
God I wish that were me
Anonymous
No.257042
257049
>>256965
>yeah I browse tumblr what of it
Am I missing a second meaning of cinnamon roll or something
Anonymous
No.257049
>>257042
I think the phrase just propagated around tumblr or something
Anonymous
No.257061
>>256959
Curious about what it is supposed to say originally.
Placeholder
No.257062
257063
Sup nerds, in this night where I attempt to completely un-fuck my sleep schedule, I bring you content! Content from my original story, so I'll be giving you all an update about what's happened so far:
>Anonymous and Twilight have been tasked to find proper mates for Chrysalis
>Anon's in charge, but Twilight's handling almost everything aside from idea making
>Including criticism
>Now that the weekend and thus the royal address are over though, Anon has no way to immediately ask Chrysalis about any plan Cs, should plans A and B not work
>To remedy this, he's writing a letter!
>However, he needs paper for it and Spike is helping him to get it
>Along the way, Spike gained more information about recent events, but remains just as if not more confused than before
More on these developments and more, coming at you now!
Placeholder
No.257063
257064
>>257062

>Be Anonymous
>Spike finally leads you to the supply closet, which you mentally mark down the location of for later
>You get your stationery and head back to your room with Spike in tow, thinking about what you should write on the way
>It would probably be a good idea to start off with a professional opening and leave the casualty for the end, if any
>Hm, maybe something along the lines of 'Dear Chrysalis, I would like to ask for your assistance in-'
>Nah, too long to get to the point
>Maybe 'I would like your input on-'
>Better, but can we do even better?
>You think on it for a minute and get close a few times, but nothing improves on the lead you already have
>Oh well, you're in your room now and your pen is right where you left it!
>So, you get to work
"Dear Chrysalis,
I would like your input on matters involving our proposed plan B, and a suggestion for a potential plan C should both plans A and B fail. I continue to have confidence in your judgements concerning the executions of both plan A and B as they are, however Twilight has asked that a plan C be drafted just in case and I have so far been unable to come up with anything suitable. To this end, I would appreciate input towards what you think would be an acceptable plan C for our situation so that we may be prepared in the worst-case scenario.
I also understand that such matters may take some time to think over properly, so I do not expect an immediate reply. However, to get Twilight off my back to expedite the planning process here, I would still appreciate word coming when you are able to send it.
Kindest regards, Anonymous"
>You then fold up the paper, lick the envelope shut, address it just in case, and hand it off to the cross-armed dragon next to you
"You got this, right?"
>Spike lets out an irritated sigh before grabbing the letter
>"I'm not sure whether it's better if I do or don't."
"You better have it covered, otherwise I'm telling Celestia that I couldn't get everything done because Spike didn't send a letter right."
>That gets his attention
>"Even the princesses are mixed up in this?"
"Yeah, so don't disappoint me so that I don't disappoint them, please."
>Spike then proceeds to stare off into the distance for a few seconds before finally bathing the letter in green fire and sending it on its way
>"You do realize that you've only given me more questions, right?"
"Don't worry, you'll find out more about Celestia's involvement in all this whenever news finally gets here from Canterlot. But anyway, that's about all the help I need, thanks!"
>"No problem, I guess..."
>Spike takes his leave, leaving more confused than when he entered, if that's even possible
>Don't worry Spike, you'll learn something to help ease the confusion soon enough!
>Right when the papers get around to putting out the results of yesterday's happenings
>Back to more important matters at hoof, though!
>Hand
>Stupid horse body, subverting your proud human mind
>Either way though, time to go find Twilight and report on the letter
>It's a shame Spike already left, you could've asked him where she is
>But hey, you know where he's going, so you can probably catch up to him if you hurry!
>You dash back out of your room and see him about halfway down the hall
"Hey, one last thing: do you know where Twilight is?"
>He turns to face you before pointing farther down the hall
>"Probably in her room or office. If she isn't there, she's probably in her lab. If that's the case, then have fun waiting for her to come back out!"
>And with that, he resumes his journey back to his basement
>And you are left to accomplish your task once again
>Well, it won't solve itself and waiting now won't help you either
>But the question is, do you even know where her room or her office is?
>Wait, you remember a specific moment where this would be extremely useful!
>Yeah, that time you wandered into Twilight's room while trying to find your own!
>Now, what route did you actually take...?
>After wandering for longer than you would've liked, you find Twilight's room again and this time note it down for sure
>Too bad she's not in here though, that cuts things down
>Well, the next place you know of is the lab
>You make your way down the stairs, all the way to the massive set of doors between the lab and the rest of the castle
>Of course, they're closed
>Dang, now how are you going to figure out if she's in there?
>Well, that's probably a good place to start
>You press an ear against the doors, hoping to hear anything that would tell you whether Twilight's there or not
>...
>.....
>.......
>Nothing but the sound of your own blood circulating, dang
>Try knocking?
>The metallic clank of your hoof impacting the solid door rings out across the otherwise silent entryway, but after a minute, the only response you get is yet more silence
>Fuck
>Now you have to find the one spot you were hoping she wasn't!
>There is a way to find out where it is, though
>The question is, do you really want to bother Spike for the third time in the span of a few minutes?
>Well, would you rather spend an hour wandering the castle?
>Fair point
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No.257064
257065 257067
>>257063

>You make the short trip back to the basement and find Spike exactly where you found him the first time
"Hey uh, sorry to bother you yet again, but where's Twilight's office?"
>Spike's shoulders visibly sag at hearing your voice yet again, but he does a good job of hiding his irritation when he gets up
>"It's fine, I'll show you."
>And with that, you're once again following the dragon to your destination
>Along the way, another attempt at conversation is made by Spike
>"So, why do you need to see Twilight so badly?"
"She wanted me to send that letter, so I'm telling her that I did."
>Silence
>"Should I even bother asking more?"
>You're...
>Not too sure
"Well, it depends on what you want to ask."
>"Is Twilight a changeling or something? Is that why all of this is happening? Because I know they aren't above trying that, so I just want to know if it's happening again."
"Last I checked, she isn't. Also, before you ask, none of the princesses are either."
>"Okay, then what is happening? You said I'd find out from the news eventually, so why can't you tell me now?"
>You know, he does make a fair point
>Besides, you went there with Twilight, so you'd be expected to know what happened without any extra logic being needed, so you can just say it
"As a matter of fact, I will. It turns out that Celestia and Chrysalis have finally ended hostilities, and Twilight went to Canterlot to oversee it and brought me with because of a field trip."
>All of a sudden, it seems that a set of gears finally clicked into place in Spike's mind
>"So that's why the field trip was moved up! I was wondering why they would do that if it was just a regular address, but that makes a lot more sense now."
"That help clear things up?"
>"A bit, but I'm still very confused about almost everything else you told me earlier."
"Eh, don't worry; that's perfectly natural."
>It's around this moment that conversation peters out, but luckily you aren't far off from the office!
>You have been noting down how to get here, right?
>Good, we don't want you getting mixed up again on another important task
>"Need me to stick around again?"
>Do you?
>Well, you're pretty sure you can get back to your room without any issues, so that won't be a problem
>You're not sure if Twilight will go into any confidential matters here, but it might not be wise to risk it
"Nah, you can go back to that comic now. Also, if I need anything from you for the rest of the day, feel free to tell me to fuck off."
>"Geez, I wasn't that annoyed by it."
"No, but I don't want to overstay my welcome and it would just seem rude for me to go to you for a fourth time after everything you've already helped me with today."
>"It's no problem, I'm here to help out Twilight, and I'm sure she'd want me to help you too."
"Fair enough, but I'll still try to stay out of your scales."
>"Cool, and I'll keep my door open in case you can't."
>And with that, you and Spike part ways, with you opening the door and him leaving for the basement a third time
>When the door opens, you see Twilight sitting at a crystalline desk with a stack of blueprints and printer paper in front of her, pen in magic, putting ink to everything that needs it
"Hey, how are things?"
>"Not bad, I've almost got the athletic test prototype designed and I've got the mental aptitude tests finished. What's up?"
"I just wanted to report in and say that I got that letter sent, Chrysalis should get back to me with an answer at some point."
>"That's good, I assume you had Spike send it?"
"Yeah, he wasn't too happy about it or the fact that I wouldn't tell him why I was writing it, though."
>"Oh well, as long as you didn't reveal too much to him."
"You're not mind-wiping him again."
>"If he figures out what's going on, he might need it."
"As project director, I'm ordering you to not mind-wipe him."
>"Hopefully, I won't need to. However, if he ends up learning the heavily classified details, it could lead him to the truth of your existence here and necessitate one. Besides, what did you tell him that makes you so adamant that I'd mind-wipe him again?"
"Nothing, I just know that you've done it for him learning less. All I've told him is things he'd learn from the news and not to look into anything else because it's all a mess behind the scenes."
>Twilight finally looks up to you and raises an eyebrow suspiciously
>However, you know you're in the right here, so you easily stand up to her challenge
>"Alright. Well, I guess that's everything you needed to do, so you're free to let me handle everything else until it comes time to actually conduct the tests."
"Then I'll leave it to you!"
>And that's it!
>You're now free to use the rest of your day as you see fit, so back off to your room to do something until dinner!
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No.257065
257066 257100
>>257064

>Be Spike
>You're back in your room with the comic book, but something doesn't sit right with you
>That news about the address should've set you at least a bit straighter, but for some reason it's only making you think more
>Anon gets foalnapped, comes back a few days later, and tells you that the events are classified
>Then, Chrysalis and one of her changelings are houseguests for a day before Twilight brings them and Anon somewhere, once again you're told nothing
>Now, Anon and Twilight have just gotten back from Canterlot apparently to help make peace between Equestria and the Badlands?
>The heck?
>Putting a few of the dots together, you assume that the other trip to somewhere was also Canterlot, when Chrysalis brought that other changeling along
>But why would they be going there?
>Anonymous said it wasn't to replace anypony, and the fact that both Chrysalis and the other changeling made the return trip proves that (at least partially)
>But then where did all this come from?
>It has to have something to do with Anon getting foalnapped, seeing as that was dubbed classified by her both then and now
>And given that it's changelings that are causing you all this concern, they probably had something to do with it
>But what?
>If Anon was really taken by changelings, then how did they get to Ponyville and why did they take her?
>Well, knowing changelings, they probably got here under disguises to spy on ponies, but then why did they take Anon?
>Did she figure out what they were?
>Maybe, but then why would they bring her back to their hive and how did Twilight know it was them and that they brought her there?
>Anon was right, this is confusing to think about
>If only you had some other piece, something that would patch a hole somewhere and just tell you everything you need to know!
>Think, maybe there's something farther back that you missed?
>Something from before?
>Let's see, from when Anonymous first got here:
>Introduction to the town
>Starting school here
>Accompanying Twilight on that trip to Canterlot
>
>Huh
>Looking back on it, that's definitely somewhat out of place
>A decent place to start looking, maybe?
>Why would Twilight bring her to Canterlot, when she was clearly fine leaving Anon at home with you when she had to deal with the map problem?
>Why did Twilight have to go to Canterlot anyway?
>You're not sure, but it was certainly a last-minute decision, given it happened only a couple of days later
>So Anonymous follows Twilight on a last-minute trip to Canterlot only a few days after she gets here from Manehattan, gets foalnapped by changelings a weekish later, and then somehow that all leads up to peace between Equestria and the Badlands
>Either this filly is Marephy's Law incarnate, or something's not quite right with her
>Well, of course something's not right with her with all that weird stuff she-
>
>
>
>WAIT
>You bolt upright at your sudden realisation, pieces all starting to fall together into a coherent picture
>Those things she brought in her suitcase?
>Clothing
>That thing she always brings with her?
>A phone, she even told you that much!
>A real one too, since Twilight said that she had no idea what it was at first and she's always on the cutting edge of tech!
>Yeah, Anonymous said she was a fan of humans, but why would she have both a set of human clothes and a WORKING PHONE?
>How were you this dumb to not see it?
>Anonymous is a human, but how did she get here?
>Waitwaitwait, slow down a bit
>Humans aren't exactly as you've seen in your comics, Twilight could tell you that easily
>So then why are you automatically assuming that Anon's a human like you know them?
>Unless something happened that caused one to come into existence here, like an experiment gone wrong or something, they should still be largely fictional
>Hang on
>It feels like something blocked off inside your head is being released
>Wait, is this a thought or a memory?
>Either way, you might want to hear it out
>It's you cleaning up in the lab after that one set of experiments that made that massive sooty mess
>You're picking up a folder and a bunch of stray papers that you can't quite read
>On the back of one paper it says something about a connection being established, and that Anonymous should be told about it
>You put the folder and its contents together and back on a table before going to your room
>You're there for a while before Twilight shows up, bleary-eyed and asks you about it
>You answer, then she apologizes to you, ignites her horn, and then you completely drop all knowledge of what happened
>Did...
>Did Twilight mind-wipe you?
>Was you seeing that all it took?
>Holy Faust, if this is a real memory, then you're completely right!
>You've figured it out, all thanks to Twilight improperly performing a mind-wipe in her sleep-deprived state!
>Anonymous is a human taken to Equestria by some experiment of Twilight's, Twilight brings her to see Celestia because Anon's an alien, the changelings find out and kidnap Anon to see for themselves, Twilight finds her and brings her back home!
>That still doesn't explain how peace was formed, but it explains how things got to that point!
>But there's still one more hurdle
>But is it worth another potential mind-wipe?
>Well, even if you get mind-wiped again, then you're just back at square one
>Maybe even without any hope of getting the knowledge back
>But if that happens, then it won't concern you anyway, so why does it matter?
>You've got to get a firm answer before you go crazy from thinking anymore
>You've got to confirm your theory
>You've got to confront Anonymous
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No.257066
257100 257371
>>257065
And I hate to leave you all on another cliffhanger, but I'm in no state to write more tonight given that I'm already tired and have worked myself up over in the coronavirus thread, so I'm going to try to calm myself down and leave you all to the rest of your night! As always, like/comment/soupscrib/critique/shitfling/whatever!
Anonymous
No.257067
257127
Twi.png
>>257064
>So, why do you need to see Twilight so badly?
OccultFacade
No.257100
257121 257126
Spoilered
Spoilered
>>257066
I wish you the best!
>>257065
>pics related
The greatest conspiracy never told. The contents you see may be disturbing.

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No.257121
>>257100
>Pic 2
I... Actually wasn't expecting that, fucking ew
Anonymous
No.257124
Spoilered
Hey (You)!
Yeah, (You)!
ur a qt
Anonymous
No.257126
257128 257131 257136 257843
999743__questionable_artist-colon-adequality_artist-colon-dotkwa_octavia melody_oc_oc-colon-anon_clothes_comic_cute_denied_earth pony_female_floppy ear.png
>>257100
Not even being saged and reported for degeneracy is enough for (you).
Lone15
No.257127
257133 257136 257156
>>257067
"She's my mom. Please, you’ve gotta believe me!'
>"Preposterous. Twilight Sparkle has had no offspring, and if she were to, they would be alicorns. I see no wings under your coat, just a horn."
>You grimace as you fumble to unbutton the thing, you hate doing this. It just reminds you.
>You wiggle the two nubs on your back.
>"Dear Celestia... right this way, princess."
>She's changed a lot about the place since your first few months in the treehouse. One of the few perks of being born with a fully-developed brain is that you remember everything that has ever happened to you.
>But there are some things you can’t infer.
>Why Twilight left you behind to rot in that orphanage.
>For the first year, as you gained the strength to move about, you were terrified some careless or cruel foal would push in the soft spot on your skull, forever extinguishing the one thing you had left.
>It nearly happened more than once, but you were lucky.
>"This is her quarters. You understand I must enter with you to ensure her protection, correct?"
"Of course."
>You hesitate.
>"What’s wrong?"
"N-nothing."
>Your heart pounds in your chest.
>The door opens.
>"Princess Twilight, you have a visitor."
>"Not now Vanguard, I'm working on a very important friendship study."
>She turns around.
>"Oh. Vanguard, return to your post."
>"As you wish."
>The door shuts with a slam.
>You can tell now that Twilight closed it herself.
>Your heart begins to pound faster.
>"The reminder of my biggest failure... how have you been, Nonny?"
"You left me in the uncaring wastes. I don't know who removed my wings, but rightfully I am your daughter."
>"I did. Imagine the scandal if it were found that a princess not only foaled, but decided she didn’t want it. All of my energy would be focused away from my work. I’m sure you understand."
>You grit your teeth, seething.
"Imagine wanting to fly your entire life. Then, after you die, imagine getting that ability; only to have it cut from your back."
>She shrugs.
>"Sorry."
>It in no way forgives the act, but you'll need to make her think it's good enough.
>You slow your breathing.
>Concentrate on your heartbeat.
"It's fine."
>She nods.
>"What did you really come to talk about?"
"The orphanage closed. Everypo- everyone who lived there was left on the streets. For a week, I've been hiking towards you from Canterlot, following the train tracks. I haven't slept for two days, I've bathed in nothing but sweat. I... figured you might take me in again. I wouldn't impede your research, all you’d need to do is leave a little food out for me, let me take showers.... Y-you could tell ponies that you adopted me, nopony would have to know what happened."
>She pauses, considering your proposition.
>"You’re what, twelve now? Go out and get a job. It’s not my fault that-"
"I'm six, Twilight."
>She glares at you.
>"Don't you dare interrupt me. If you're six, I can find you a nice place to stay around here with a nice pony that can be your new mommy. I'm bus-"
>A foal's crying comes from another room.
"Twilight. What is that?"
>"I babysit. Now, out. I'll find you tomorrow on the streets and-"
>You push your way past her, into the next room.
>Standing on the crystal is an ornate crib with a tiny, swaddled alicorn lying in it, crying its eyes out.
"You bastard."
>"Leave! Leave before I reconsider my generosity!"
>You feel all the emotions you've held back boiling to the surface, concentrating at the tip of your horn. You can feel yourself beginning to lift off of the ground. You can hear Twilight screaming, feel beams of energy hitting your skin. They hurt, but all are harmlessly reflected.
>Revenge.
>Catharsis.
>You implode the foal.
~Fin.
Anonymous
No.257128
257136
>>257126
I feel bad for Octavia now.
Anonymous
No.257129
batpone-soup-coloured.png
>>257002
reee I'll continue posting the superior recolour every time you do, fag
Anonymous
No.257131
257136
>>257126
I'll fuck you any time you want, tavi, don't worry.
Anonymous
No.257132
>>256965
forty keks
Anonymous
No.257133
257136
>>257127
F's in chat to whoever the babby was, but even you have to admit purple fucking deserved it here.
OccultFacade
No.257136
257372
>>257127
>>257133
F
"Imagine wanting to fly your entire life. Then, after you die, imagine getting that ability; only to have it cut from your back."
>She shrugs.
>"Sorry."
Anon just wanted to touch the sky, but burned before he could fly.
>>257126
>>257128
Poor Octavia may this >>257131 anon bring you out of your slump.
Speaking of Octavia, what if a historical Octavian was reincarnated as a poner? Praise Epona.

Anonymous
No.257151
257168
1580075397781.png

Anonymous
No.257156
>>257127
Fucking hell, Lone.
Anonymous
No.257159
>>257157
Instructions unclear, got dick caught in your mom. Send help.
Anonymous
No.257166
257170
>"Sis... come close I want to tell you something..." Alicorn Anonmare calls to Anonfilly.
"Yeah what is it old ha- sis, tell me?"
>Anonfilly says approaching.
>"I need to tell you that for all these years, that, that, that, the secret to my alicornhood is this jewel." Anonmare says pointing to a jewel shaped like a question mark.
>The filly looks at it.
>"So don't touch it!" She says gaining the filly's attention back to her. "Because if you touch it I will become a unicorn, so DON'T touch it! I just wanted to tell you that."
>Filly just looks at the mare.
"Alright..."
>The filly just sits there.
>The mare touches the jewel with a wing.
Anonymous
No.257168
>>257151
Nice art! Nice ass, too.
Anonymous
No.257170
>>257166
>tfw you also wouldn't touch it.
Anonymous
No.257174
257176 257180
>Be Anonmare
>"Push! Push!"
"Fuck you faggot I'm pushing! Give me more morphine!"
>"I think I see his head. It's green like you!"
"Help me you cocksucker!"
>"Oh my Celestia what tartarus spawn is this thing! It's hideous!"
"Oh fucking hell I feel like I'm ripping apart!"
>"It's- it's- it's a healthy adult human?"
>"Never thought this is how I would get in Equestria."
"Fuck you, you limp wristed, penis slobbering-"
>"Hunh, an anonfilly."
"FAGGATRON! FUCK OFF AND SUCKLE ME!"

Anonymous
No.257176
confusedfilly_colorless.gif
>>257174
Anonymous
No.257178
2254666__safe_artist-colon-shinodage_oc_oc only_oc-colon-apogee_oc-colon-filly anon_oc-colon-houston_oc-colon-luftkrieg_oc-colon-zala_ear.png
Shino filly
Anonymous
No.257180
257186
>>257174
Plot twist: the human anon was an irl mare owned by a horsefucker.
Anonymous
No.257186
>>257180
>Plot twist: the human anon was an irl mare owned by a horsefucker.
Hmmmm.
>Be me
>Twilight Sparkle.
>Looking at the the human, and the filly it's really quite hard to imagine the humans to be the so called apex of life on their planet like Anon claims.
>He looks almost...
>cute.
>Like a teddybear.
>Sure the teeth are a bit offputting, but it's not actually scary.
>Noodly limbs, a strange gait very unlike a minotaur, soft hands with five digits.
>Almost doll like eyes, that shine.
>In a suit.
>"Neigh!"
>Translated from horse is roughly this.
>"Yo dickass hay grass yo!"
>These past few days as been testing my resolve.
>"Hey, follow me Nelly! We're going for a ride like old times."
>"Nicker neigh!"
>"Lead follow kickin' alpha."
>I haven't had the heart to tell Anon that Nelly really is speaking to her, as an intelligent being.
>"We're going to Applejack. You love apples right gir- boy?"
>"Neigh."
>"Love me dem appuls."
>Wait doesn't AJ know somepony thats a horse...
"Hold it Anon!"
>"Purple's gaining on us! Let's ride Nelly!"
>"Niegh!"
"You can't just say that in polite society! There are foals around!"
Anonymous
No.257205
257206
1464637974213_-_Copy_preview.png
When you're stationed on border patrol, this filly comes up to Trump's Wall(patent pending) and begins to yell at you in Spanish from below. What do?
Anonymous
No.257206
>>257205
>rape
Anonymous
No.257207
257211
ltdtfjepwnf.png

Anonymous
No.257208
257215
1579898634313.png

Anonymous
No.257211
257212
1535940423193.png
>>257207
How does she zip up her suit?
Anonymous
No.257212
257214
>>257211
With her ass. Also
>Using Neurofillies as reaction images
Holy unbased
Anonymous
No.257214
257215
stare.png
>>257212

Anonymous
No.257215
>>257208
Some say the eyes are the window to the soul. This art proves it. I can see the anon when I look closely.
The slightly green tinted hair isn't bad. Not bad at all.
>>257214
Indeed, windows to the soul.
Anonymous
No.257224
257265 257368
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Name some pieces of media that remind you of filly in some way. I’m looking for more of them that evoke a certain feel.
Movies: Ladybird
Songs: Call You Mom, Obstacle 2, Song 7
Vidya: ???
Shows/anime: South Park, The Saga of Tanya the Evil
Books: ???
Anonymous
No.257254
257314
2258211.png
>Ywn be this much of a qt
Anonymous
No.257256
>>257024
Based Emu cocksock filly
Anonymous
No.257265
257300
>>257224
I haven't tanya's everyday life in awhile
Anonymous
No.257300
>>257265
Heh. Silly filly, you mixed the two up. Since I’m pretty sure you’re Harvey though, could you maybe draw some sort of fillified cross between the two? That is, if you want to.
Anonymous
No.257314
257320
AAAAAAAAAAAA.jpg
>>257254
What a qt!
Anonymous
No.257320
>>257314
That all you have to say?
I'm not even sure why I'm doing this.
Anonymous
No.257326
257329 257340 257375
1538518257337.gif
Select a spoiler for your prize. If your lucky a prize may let you select another prize.

Nothing in this one. Here, pick a prize.

U R a QT. Pick another prize too.

Choose your momfu, and or dadfu. Pick another prize too.

Choose how you would like to live in Equestria. Pick another prize too.

https://www.invidio.us/watch?v=dQw4w9WgXcQ Pick another prize too.

Choose what you want to have with you in Equestria, real or fictional. Can be done multiple times. Pick another prize too.

Would you detail your experience for something else not on this list? Pick another prize too.

Choose your form, this can be altered during your time in Equestria. Pick another prize too.

You have access, and can freely travel anywhere, and at any point in tine. Pick another prize too.

Sorry one doesn't have anything instead, Pick another prize.

Think of a power you would like to have. You will have it. Can be chosen as many times as you like. Pick another prize too.

Fuzzywuzzyfeelgoodtestv5.78
Please rate on the following scale.
<YES!>-----<NO!>
Anonymous
No.257329
257334
>>257326
>Choose your momfu, and or dadfu. Pick another prize too.
Fuck yeah. Twilight, of course.
>You have access, and can freely travel anywhere, and at any point in tine. Pick another prize too.
Back to the treebrary, of course. Gotta get back, back to the past...
(At this point I realized they all say to pick another prize, and I'm not a greedy filly so I'll let someone else step up and have some.)
>Fuzzywuzzyfeelgoodtestv5.78
Please rate on the following scale.
Yes-ish. Part of the comfy for me comes with the restrictions. I only want to have a certain amount of power, not be a god. Really I'd be okay with none at all just so long as I could snuggle up with my mommy...
Lone15
No.257330
257333 257338
Draws will come when I'm less tired, probably this weekend. Sorry, I haven't forgotten about you, and writing comes easier to me. I wasn't going to write tonight but I was asked to, so fire away with your (one-off) concepts. I'll probably just head to bed in thirty minutes if nothing is posted though.
Anonymous
No.257333
257336
>>257330
Your own version of an old green:
All Anons are one(1) filly, either fighting for control, sharing control of the body with everyone at once, or literally being Twilight's experiment to find a fix to her little filly multiple personalities and voices she keeps hearing, each morning being another Anon who controls with the rest watches and talks what should be done in her mind, although purple doesn't know the truth and everyone inside is scared to just tell her

This may be a bit too deep to just get and write, so "fillybox shenanigans" is fine as well
Anonymous
No.257334
>>257329
Here is your (You) for participation, concerns, feedback, and prizes are restocked each time.
>SPOILER #5 first half
Maybe or maybe not.
Fuzzywuzzyfeelgoodtestv5.7801 will include more restrictions.
Lone15
No.257336
257337 257338
>>257333
Mate, that's not a one-shot kind of thing, or at least not for me. That'd be a mini-series in and of itself. Anything else you wanna see?
Anonymous
No.257337
257342
>>257336
That green was an one shot back then actually, but spoiler is there for that exact reason, if it was too deep to come up with something right away

So repostiong from the spoiler boxfilly shenanigans
Anonymous
No.257338
>>257330
I'd like to see filly with a kite.
>>257336
I'm a different anon so that anon get's first dibs whenever that filly posts.
Anonymous
No.257340
>>257326
In order which i picked:
3: Derpy with Dinky and Amethyst for sisters, the full family and the doctor as the distant dad

7:Maybe, dont know what will get yet, will get back to it

1: reee

10: REEEEEE

2: R E E E E E E

4: Already on first but besides being the erf hoers in a family with a wall eyed pegasus mom, one earth pony dad who came last in the family, yet is barely around and always traveling and bringing back weird presents, and two hornhead sisters, one with counter clockwise horn and the other adulting early to help out, i cant really imagine the shenanigans myself, its just unique and would live on the daily for each challenge

6: Just enough bits to order a backpack of my own there really

8: Erf hoers is gud hoers
Wouldn't mind being a crystal pony to joke about being pure, even with the added extra frailty, but that could end up being snowflake status and besides the occasional joke being an erf hoers would be better imo

9:
>Erf hoers
>Can travel anywhere anytime
Pedoponk better up her game, cuz the 4th wall cant even hold this filly

11: I think 9 would make filly OP enough, but if i have to then just extra fast thinking, 9 would do the rest

4: ironic how this was the very last, nou
And for 7, considering everything had a pick another, do i even have to make the green with all this description?


For the requested rating, I rate it Maybe+
Anonymous
No.257341
257452
1580191231506.png

Lone15
No.257342
257385 257433
>>257337
Goddamn Boxtrolls was a shit movie. I know what you mean though, so here goes.
>You've been sitting in this box for a while now.
>You can't hear much outside, but you know you're moving.
>Food supplies are still good, you were given plenty by Purple before she sent you out.
>The only real issues are the lack of baths.
>And bathrooms...
>You're not gonna get into what's happened to all of that... stuff.
>Just that it isn't pleasant.
>The metal walls shake, and you brush your greasy mane out of your eyes pointlessly in the darkness.
>The day-night cycle in here is pretty hard to judge, so you just eat when you get hungry.
>Your tummy grumbles.
>And speaking of which...
>All of the meals are MREs, of course.
>You pray to the /k/ube, thanking it for the meal you have been given.
>And then peel back the seal, revealing the mystery beneath.
>It all tastes about the same, but it's filling and you won't die.
>You take a swig from one of your many water bottles, fully aware that it'll probably pass through you quicker than you want it to.
>Whatever, you're thirsty.
>You swear loudly as you tip forward a bit.
>Nearly got a face full of...
>No.
>Well, this does look to be it.
>You brace yourself for daylight, but it is hours before it comes to your container.
>A friendly looking zigger pokes her head in.
>"Sheeeeit..."
>You utilize your advanced knowledge of pressure points and put her into a peaceful sleep, dragging her a few feet away from the container door before you go back in and put on your cosmetics.
>Within a few minutes, you look more or less like one of those degenerate pony-zeeb hybrids.
>Lighting the jug of gasoline, you Get the hell out of dodge; leaving the peacefully sleeping zeeb to cover for your actions.
>The streets of Afetlocka (or whatever it’s called) are packed with zebras, so really the only issue is knowing where you need to go.
>Your gross smell also helps you bend in.
>Luckily, Twilight made you practice.
>Take a left on Trayvon Blvd, keep going until you reach Kang Kastle (more of a collection of shacks) and then enter the furthest building to the left.
"Kobe?"
>The massive zebra turns towards you.
>"Little filly, I haven’t heard that name in years. Whadda ya want?"
"It’s horrible Mister. The moon is out of allignment, and you’re our only hope of avoiding it crashing down to Equus."
>He scratches an ear.
>"And how’d you expect me to do that, little filly?"
"Jump."
>You can see a grin pass over his stoic face.
>"Yah, I think I can do dat."
"Just push it as far out as you can."
>You watch as the stallion walks outside, a look of pure concentration on his face.
>And suddenly, thwoom.
>Space Chimps.
Lone15
No.257343
A609C7CB-A184-483E-9A69-1D0A8CE7F1C0.png
Hopefully that satisfies, gonna sleep now.
Anonymous
No.257368
>>257224
>I’m looking for more of them that evoke a certain feel.
Dunno how filly can be a genre, so I guess you just mean mostly mommy issue stuff (with some shenanigans and redpilled mixed in)
Movies: Alien (mostly just replacing xenomorphs with Anonfillies)
Songs: Once You Meet Her (obviously referring to momfu and not filly)
Vidya: Fire Emblem (Mostly supports like the Erk-Louise B support), Undertale
Shows/anime: South Park, gay porn, MLP:FiM, The Simpsons (mostly Bart-based episodes)
Books: Mein Kampf, tons of adoption fanfiction I've read
Anonymous
No.257371
>>257066
That ending giving off some real Westworld vibes
Anonymous
No.257372
>>257136
I've toyed with the idea of a story that involved a poner finding themselves in rome and turning out to actually be Incitatus, the horse that Caligula made consul
Anonymous
No.257375
257376
1456269311639.png
>>257326
Fuck you.
FUCK YOU REE.
Celestia, and fuck you.
Princesses plaything, take that as you will, fuck you.
YOU FUCKING NIGGER, FUCK YOU.
Fuck you I want hopes and dreams again
Fuck you, I don't even understand this one.
Quantum superposition filly, where I am a different variety of horse each day, fuck you I can do that.
G1 ponyland, because fuck G4, fuck hasbro and fuck you.
You fuck.
Give me the power of thick thighs.

I r8 it 'fuck you'/10
Anonymous
No.257376
257388
e20.png
>>257375

Anonymous
No.257385
>>257342
Kek
Anonymous
No.257388
257843
>>257376
>Ywn pick up the aussie filly, snuggle her close, and drop her into the fireplace.
Why live?
Anonymous
No.257398
257399 257427 257433
Abusemode ON.jpg
Recently got into that FoE game.
Time to see how long Filly can survive.
Anonymous
No.257399
257403 257427
Gitgud.jpg
>>257398
Ok, well, that was fast.
Died in the second room to a raider.
64 damage critical spear hit on a 40 HP bar.
Filly isn't made for post-apo scavenging.
Anonymous
No.257403
257427
>>257399
Well, she's finally dead. After years of the dicksword faggots beating her into the ground, someone finally put her out of her misery. Time to leave this thread forever.
Anonymous
No.257427
257428
>>257398
>>257399
>>257403
RIP Anonfilly may the dead welcom-
>Continue<
I said press F to pay resp-
>Continue<
Hey! You can't just do that what about the dramatic tension?
>Continue<
The ride would finaly-
>Continue<
Fine, fine, have it your way.
>Continue<
The Anonfilly is not quite dead, long live Anonfilly.
Anonymous
No.257428
REPENT.png
>>257427
Anonfilly is forever
Anonfilly shall never die
Anonymous
No.257433
257435 257561
project_Fallout_Equestria_2020-01-28_18-32-25.png
>>257342
The payment came in, nice work faggot, here's the (You)
Pleasure making business with ya

Now to clear out the ziggers, for Equestria of course

>>257398
Filly #2 is ready to take on the wastelands, hopefully her preference on magic specialization helps her get further than the first filly sent out, not that these fillies have any knowledge on how to specialize on anything as a horse
Ps.: Fuck alicorns, they are worse than the goddamn enclave with my main build
Anonymous
No.257435
257437 257561
Dead foals are only midly concerning.jpg
>>257433
Well, Twilight already sent Filly #1.1 & #1.2. They got a bit further, but both fell to the "can't leave a room if you aggroed something, even if it was right out of said room's loading screen".
The local population seem to get a bit upset about the accumulation of children corpses in the main hall, which isn't good for the already low property value.

Anonymous
No.257437
>>257435
Welp, filly #2.1 died in room 3 because she couldn't jump over a cockroach after killing a raider and barely surviving
Time for filly #2.2 then if we aren't doing one filly per fag

Nice pic, hue
Anonymous
No.257447
257455
20200128_203052.png
P A C K I N G H E A T
Anonymous
No.257452
>>257341
Wew. Very nice
Anonymous
No.257455
257465
Anonmare in heat.png
>>257447
I N H E A T
Anonymous
No.257465
>>257455
>Be...
>Me
>Anonymous, the Human
>Almost Spring one day remaining
>When you said that you would be a fireman, everypony (everybody damnit!) just blushes and turns away
>Being a person who stops fires and who stops heat are two different professions, and no pony told you the difference.
>The classes were weird one after another, but the tools of the trade were mastered.
>These ponies sure know some weird fetishes to put out fires quickly. Who needs a water bucket when you have squirt power.
>Most towns don't actually have a dedicated fireman. So no one could use the power of the squirt.
>A rest to see what tomorrow would hold.

>pic Anonfillyinheat.png
"Th-thanks Purple."
>"Shocking isn't it. She won't be satisfied..."
"It'll stave off the inevitable a little longer till help arrives."
Anonymous
No.257473
257478 257486
1580282021243.png

Anonymous
No.257478
>>257473
Brave filly.
Anonymous
No.257486
257534
c7a60b43736b6fdbba17dbeb4278e2c7683f6e09_hq.jpg
>>257473
>"Pee filly is ded"
Anonymous
No.257511
>>256071
Alright, you all just want me to post it to the thread and have it be up for grabs? I'd rather somebody use it than not.
Anonymous
No.257520
1097928.png
Glk
Gawd you suuh a foking faggot
Anonymous
No.257528
257531 257542 257546 257557 257674 257836
image0.jpg
>Tfw no piggyback rides
Anonymous
No.257531
>>257528
>dedicated colt dad
Extraordinary to see that.
Anonymous
No.257534
>>257486
No
Anonymous
No.257542
257557
kadP1xG.jpg
>>257528
>Dadfu
>Not momfu
Anonymous
No.257546
257548
Spoilered
>>257528
Could Anonfilly be in a healthy family situation?
Who knows, but find out next time on Anon Y Mous Filly!
Anonymous
No.257548
257552 257843
>>257546
Nah, he’s gonna beat the shit out of her later for calling him daddy
Anonymous
No.257552
257558
>>257548
>Shhh Mr Stuffles he'll hear you.
>"Cocksoppet! Where the buck did you go!"
>His heavy hoof steps walk closer, and closer.
>"When I get my hooves on you I'll show you why you will never call me daddy!"
>His eye appears like a demon from hell come to rip me from under the bed.
>Don't move, don't move, don't move don-
"Ahh! Chu!"
>"Buck my eye!"
>Mommy Twilight brings Daddy when she says I'm being bad.
>His fat hoof unable to reach me this far back.
>I can hear his spittle in his words.
>"Fine. Stay there."
>Marshmallow said she would take care of me if I ran...
>So did AppleApple.
>And did Crackpone
>I... I... I love mommy...
>I have to run.
>Crawling out from under the bed a hoof strikes.
"AHH!"
>"You thought you would get away with being a bad filly? Well did you?"
>Hooves starts to stomp.
>riverstomp.mp-
"AHHHHH!"
>"Just be silent. This'll shut you up."
>I feel Mr Stuffles ripped from me.
>He's being pushed into my mouth.
>My one companion through everything.
>The beatings blur
>his voice melting into the pain
>it's hard to move
>I
>is this how I leave?
>something bright is in the corner of my vision
>it's getting dark

>I'm in my cage.
>Everything hurts, even my insides.
>At least I have Mr Stuffles still. Something is stuck to him...
>Is that a sticky note?
>Dear Anon, never anger us again like that, we were worried. Your...
>My time when I was a human is still fading fast, but I still remember somethings.
>This cage still has a shitty lock.
>Still able to open up easily.
>Now is the time to capture the day.
>Even if it is nighttime.
>Marshmallow is closest, and Mr Stuffles is falling apart again from trying to protect me.
>The burning in my body is where they touched me...
>No more...
>I can do this...
>right?
>I... I have to have Mr Stuffles get all better again.
>He won't survive another round with either mommy or daddy.
>at least I can do that.
>I must go now my protector needs me.
Anonymous
No.257557
2188320__safe_artist-colon-marsminer_oc_oc-colon-heroic armour_oc only_pony_unicorn_father and daughter_female_filly_male_stallion_text_w.png
>>257528
>>257542
Real Chad Fillies choose dadfus.
Anonymous
No.257558
257570
Sniper Arnold.jpg
>>257552
You'd better hurry up with that /comfy/ ending. I'm not a patient man.
Anonymous
No.257561
257573 257592
project_Fallout_Equestria_2020-01-30.png
>>257433
>>257435
After [1d100 = 67]
fillies were sent into the dreaded wasteland, one lucky filly managed to report back for having cleared the first floor of the factory
Ponies rejoiced, believing this would finally be the filly to save them, but purple knew she'd most likely just die in a beartrap after getting cocky, as soon she went back to explore the second floor of the factory
All Twilight needed was for a single one of these fillies to reach the ministry of science lab, but noo, they had to keep dying over and over, lowering the stable morale with all their lifeless bodies getting teleported back to the main hall, perhaps, they were just too weak to be trusted
Stepping back, she readied her magic as, just as she predicted, the lastest filly teleported in with a beartrap clutched around her midsection, dead
Magic ready and as praticed after so many fillies, she didn't even let the filly fall to the ground before grabbing her in her telekitic field and hauling her to the filly vault where all previous fillies were stored
Once more she Twilight thought if all these fillies were worth it, she could just let them live around instead of sending them away, but no other pony had the drive to...kill, to be a predator out there, like the green ones had, she could try and go herself, run from everything and everyone, but the stable would be unprotected if she went away
So without a choice, she started to prepare ritual to summon another filly to help in the next day

------------
/r/ pic of Twilight with a filly wearing a beartrap on her magic, as she looks inside a room with a pile of green fillies, from all the previous fillies she brought over and sent away to die...well not to die, but still
Anonymous
No.257562
257563
2260534.jpg
Literal fucking reddit meme fillified, ugh...
Anonymous
No.257563
257564
a44.jpg
>>257562

Anonymous
No.257564
257566
>>257563
I didn't, just reposting it from derpibooru... I repeat, how can we make filly a hate symbol?
Anonymous
No.257565
257571
2260832__safe_artist-colon-bonnietappert_artist-colon-hydrargyrum_nurseredheart_earthpony_pony_cloth.jpg
>"And so, we find that mares wearing socks to take care of sick fillies causes a effect of comfort normally caused by a mother." Red Heart says laying on her side and softly caressing a small sick green filly who despite being sick, a small smile grows with a little more comfort.
>"See here, this is Anon, she's suffering from from nothing too serious, just a flu, but to ensure her recovery, we have to keep her here for a bit. Fillies like this is where you mares come in." She says lifting her head to look at the group of volunteer mares.
>"A influx of small orphan fillies have appeared, without a home they are prone to sickness, without comfort in a unknown scary area like a hospital, they are hard to help recover." She says petting the little filly's black mane.
>"And even if we don't know where they came from, every filly deserves a chance and a healthy life. So all we need you mares to do is put on some socks and comfort some of the fillies who otherwise have nothing while they recover, if you take a liking to them, don't feel afraid to say so, they could surely need a home, if not, that's perfectly okay too. Now. With this out of the way, lets get to helping some fillies mares."
Anonymous
No.257566
257567
>>257564
>how can we make filly a hate symbol?
You can't.
The pony is radioactive for normies and they will refuse to even consider it.

Anonymous
No.257567
257568
2252955.png
>>257566
I'm confused as to what you're implying, but Rainbow Eevee, Seb sympathizer and person who is known to enjoy looking at shitty rage comics in the current year, has drawn filly. Take a look at her derpi profile if you don't believe me.
Anonymous
No.257568
136957.png
>>257567
>Seb
Okay.
So that's what the red dot was...
Anonymous
No.257570
>>257558
>Be Rarity
>Anon the poor dear came in at an unseemly hour, ruinning beauty sleep.
>but, helping Anon as he once helped others is what a decent pony would do.
>The problem stems from when Twilight just... changed.
>Princess Celestia and Luna said she would be back to her old self soon.
>That was last year.
>"Can you save Mr Stuffles?"
"Of course darling, now why don't you tell me Mr Stuffles' and your adventure."
>A foalish grin spread on her black and blue face.
>"We came back after angering the monstrous troll wildabeast, and then..."
>Stich by stich Mr Stuffles became just a good as when you made him for her.
>sure it was at the prodding of your friends, but marketing a level of service through the year has been...
>humbling, and horrifiying
>Asking her to sleep over with me wouldn't help, she would just slip back out.
>back toward Twilight, and her...
>not even sure what the right word would be.
>Enabler?
>I have to do more. This just isn't right.

>Be Applejack
>Hearin' Rares creepin' around the farm with Anon on her back sure is a mighty sight to see.
>A yellow feather contrasting the fashionista's purple mane.
>Ah so that's the situation.

>Be Fluttershy
>Tending to Anon with her wounds is... well
>It needs time.
>Anon may have been able to shrug off injuries better than the princesses, or even a hydra, but as a filly?
>I'm sure one day she'll be just as tough.
>Otherwise...

>Be Rainbow Dash
>Seeing almost all your friends on Pinkie's air balloon.
>Did the worst happen?
>Oh no. I should have been speedier all of this could have...
>If only I was faster.
>A green mane could be seen now the air ship's closer.

>Be Nurse Redheart
>Pinkie the poor dear told me everything.
>It's a tall tail, but knowing Anon isn't gone maybe I could finally...
>Finally get him the support he needed for all these years.
>Better call in a few favors.

>Be Twilight Sparkle
>The sun is a nice and bright, with all sorts of rainbow colors in the sky.
>Truelly remarkable how big it loo-

>Be Anonymous
>I felt really good.
>almost everypony were down in rainbows Dash's room.
>no moremodifying drinks for Anonymous.
Washing up in darms of dozens of best waifus

>Twilight was hit with
"Mmm so comfy."
>I could see everyone.
>Well it is a bit early to go do anything. i think I'll just

>In a tracker of ponies that I helped back then
>the Searching light bust open.

>Be Anon
>A gaggle of gals felt really nice like I belonged.
>MrStuffles made it too.
"Mmm. Don't leave me."
>"Never my Anon."
Anonymous
No.257571
Sweating.png
>>257565
They wouldn't happen to do any other kind of nursing, would they?
Anonymous
No.257572
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Anonymous
No.257573
>>257561
>actually cleared the first floor with max difficulty settings
Beartrap filly confirmed as not a filthy casual.
Anonymous
No.257592
>>257561
Nice plot, i can totally picture Twilight doing that crazy shit
Anonymous
No.257629
IMG_20200129_115354.jpg
>"Hello young filly, we have a plentiful palate of food to choose from, you can get it on a plate or eat it right off the kirin!"
>"Yep! Everything is cooked on a natural kirin flame! It is like a grill cooked, but has no taint of artificial flame or charcoal, leaving nothing but the deliciousness of the dish!"
Anonymous
No.257630
image0.jpg

Anonymous
No.257656
257683 257722
>>256562
You are pretty good at this oekaki drawings mah dude. Like really good.
>>256564
Yeah, same here.
>>256596
Wait, who are you? Did I recognice your typing style?


Anonymous
No.257667
257670 257680 257698
Filly pissed on your bed

how do you react
Anonymous
No.257670
large.gif
>>257667
>giving ideas to pissfags
Anonymous
No.257674
257693
>>257528
Is that Shining Armour?
>Shining feels sad for you, what with you having no place to stay in and all that
>So he takes you into his family
>Cadence just has to deal with it

Extra messed up points:
>Shining slowly starts caring more about you than Flurry Heart because you don't keep acting like a spoiled princess
>You also happen to enjoy things he enjoys, like ogres and oubliettes
Anonymous
No.257680
>>257667
Tell her to go on the newspaper next time or it’s back to the fucking pound.
Anonymous
No.257683
>>257656
No no. I was just saying recognition has its ups and downs generally.
Anonymous
No.257693
>>257674
I'm thinking based?
Anonymous
No.257698
>>257667
"For fucks sake I set up a plastic tarp for this already with the easily cleanable stuff."
>"I really had to go, and it was a supprise."
"Mmm. I see. I see. Well in that case... You know what else is a surprise?"
>"What?"
>Crossing the distance closer so I can whisper in her pony ear.
">rape"
Anonymous
No.257700
257701 257702 257704 257705 257706 257715 257881
Spoilered
Don’t click it unless you wanna see something really fucked up. I just make sure they end up here.
Anonymous
No.257701
>>257700
[ Seb liked that. ]
Anonymous
No.257702
>>257700
Thanks for the warning. Hopefully with the power of modern magic filly can return to a normal life.
Anonymous
No.257704
>>257700
>"Fucking fetishfags! REEEEEEEE!"
Anonymous
No.257705
>>257700
>Twilight overhears Anon singing Sir Mix-a-Lot
Anonymous
No.257706
257709
>>257700
Filly is one step closer to becoming one of those oppai mousepads.
Anonymous
No.257709
257710
>>257706
That's what I need an Anonfilly mousepad with moisturization support. Along with an Anonfilly mouse as they grind at eachother while searching for Anonfilly green to read.
Anonymous
No.257710
257740
>>257709
Now if only we still had writefags...
That's your cue.
Anonymous
No.257715
>>257700
if hyper is fucked up, I can only imagine what's tame.
Anonymous
No.257722
Oekaki.png
>>257656
Thanks anon!
It is fun to draw okeaki
Anonymous
No.257723
257724
1580518044081.png
From the Secret Santa thread on cripplechan.
Anonymous
No.257724
257725
crimmus gun.png
crimmus tint.png
crimmus intense.png
crimmus overwhelming.png
cR_i^MM-uS.png
>>257723
There's a set that goes with it, not sure if it's been posted here before
Anonymous
No.257725
257726 257730 257753
>>257724
>That gun
has that artist ever fired a handgun or even looked at one in his life?
Anonymous
No.257726
257727
>>257725
The artist is Neuro, and he's a euro
Anonymous
No.257727
257728 257730 257731
>>257726
He's a pedo
Anonymous
No.257728
>>257727
I mean, yeah. And his art is kind of samey.
Anonymous
No.257730
>>257725
He must work in Hollywood
>>257727
Confirms it
Anonymous
No.257731
257733
>>257727
So the mulp mods were right to ban us?
Anonymous
No.257732
257734 257737
loudfilly.png
It still bothers me that this filly isn't wearing a collar. Any particular reason why the drawfag didn't give her one?
Anonymous
No.257733
>>257731
Nah, very few of us actually want to fuck children. Most of us want to be the children being fucked.
Anonymous
No.257734
honk.png
>>257732
HONK
Anonymous
No.257737
257739
>>257732
Clearly you don't appreciate how much air it takes to play the sousaphone. If she had a collar on it would choke her uncomfortably and probably ruin the sound of her oom-pah music.
Anonymous
No.257739
>>257737
No, I do. I've played brass instruments before, and I understand the effort. But it's based off of a green where she's wearing a collar.
Anonymous
No.257740
257741
>>257710
>Anon's great big hand holding my body
>his fingers on each of my flanks
"N-not so fast!"
>judging by the rapid clicks and jerky movement Anon is probably winning...
>Looking ahead I see the larger Anonfilly's soft teats holding up Anon's wrist.
>Then some fag starts to lick me.
"H-hey!"
>"I'm fuckin' bored."
>Anon's pressing on my cheeks and the stroking of my tail with the filly licking whatever she can reach as I shift around the over her.
>An impromptu belly rub.
"Stupid realsense control pad!"
>"You love it fag."

>Be Anon.
>It takes alot of skill doing what I do.
>The old flash game reaching a tipping point
>as I start the final conquest.
>The moans are easiest and familiar...
>eh I'll teach those two fags how to stop being fags after I reach the secret area.
>First a flick then...
>"ree-EEEEE!"
>Suprise butt sex
>works everytime.
Anonymous
No.257741
257743
>>257740
I don't know what I just read but I love it and I love (You) n-no homo
Anonymous
No.257743
Spoilered
>>257741
Love you too. No homo.
The rundown is Anon is playing a porn flash game for reasons with his Anonfilly mouse, and dual purpose Anonfilly mousepad/cocksleeve.
Mousepad Anonfilly is a secret homo as she plays with the smaller mouse filly that is being rubbed all over her. The belly wubbs has been doubled. The physics is dubious at breast.
In a feat of acrobatics, and being a gamer Anon, flicks the mouse pad Anonfilly's clit, then butt fucks the mouse pad while still playing the game realizing his dream of being a Team Fortress 2 spy.

Anonfillies are in ⁶9 position. Anon's hand is on top
Anonymous
No.257751
257754 257757 257801
RifleFilly.jpg
>"Snoipen's a good job mate."
>"Bloody fruit shop owners."
>"Everything above yer neck's gonna be a foine red mist!"
>"You prancin' show ponies."
Anonymous
No.257752
257754
Sorry the rotation is fucked, I tried uploading it twice with it rotated the correct way and neither time worked.
Anonymous
No.257753
gun wizard.png
>>257725
Is this gun better for you anon?
Anonymous
No.257754
257755
RifleFilly.jpg
FANMADE_Winking_Fluttershy_by_tecknojock.png
>>257751
>>257752
Fixed.
Anonymous
No.257755
>>257754
Thanks man.
Anonymous
No.257757
257758
>>257751
That filly is begging for color.
By the way, I love it.
Anonymous
No.257758
257759
>>257757
thanks <3
when I get a drawing tablet i swear im going to digitize and colourize all my good ones
Anonymous
No.257759
yay intensifies.jpg
>>257758

Anonymous
No.257801
>>257751
Good job, mate
Nwarh it is a beaut'
Anonymous
No.257833
257842
>be filly
"fuck you twiggy"
>twiggy mad
>be man
>become filly
>also become homosexual and a tranny because you like TF
"fuck you twiggy"
>twiggy mad
>Be filly
>Happi day
>"Fuck me? Why don't you come over here and do that?"
>wait what
>Filly watches in confusion as she lays down, spreading her hind legs and presenting her marehood to you.
>"What's wrong, too scared to be a big girl?"
>this isn't actually happening is it?

Anonymous
No.257834
257835
>ywn be filly
>twi takes care of you
>you grow up
>you still snuggle her at night
>she grows old
>you begin taking care of her, instead
Anonymous
No.257835
>>257834
>put her in diapers now
>the future is now old man
Anonymous
No.257836
257837
1896712532.png
>>257528
>Tfw momma Twilight lets you take it because she knows he'll hurt you worse
Anonymous
No.257837
>>257836
>"I've had it with you filly!"
https://www.invidio.us/watch?v=D8KxdXEBkhw

>You might be asking yourself how did it come to this?
>Why did this happen to me?
>I've made my mistakes-
>
https://www.invidio.us/watch?v=67cc-oDG7ls
>

"Oof."
Anonymous
No.257842
>>257833
Is this all supposed to be one post?
Anonymous
No.257843
Wait one moment. What if all the abuse fics is Anonfilly's way of getting the poners to understand how serious it is.

>>257548
>"Anon... I'm not really comfortable with this..."
"Hit me you pussy."
>"Anon..."
>Dude signed up for how to spot domestic abuse with live demonstration.
"Just fuck me up yeah? I've signed the wavers, you signed the papers just really hit me you limp hoofed cock sucker."
>"Okay here I go. Uhhn."
"Did you do it yet?"
>"Is that good enough?"
"Hit me harder daddy!"
>Wait. This is the guy who almost lost his kid to an abusive wife.
>The same pony that caved in her skull with his bare hooves as a unicorn.
>The same guy that held off the entire royal guard till the medics got to his foal.
>The guy I memed about in Equestria for killdozer 2.
>Oh shit.

>>257388
"That's good form. The baby is held right yah' cunt."
"Aw yeah that's the stuff-"
>"Long live the king."

>>257126
"I'd fuck a horse though."
"Now you feel all dejected you have to grab your self by the boot straps and-"
>blah
>blah blah blah
>blah blah
"Looks like today's session is over want to head over to my place?"
>"Yes!"

>>256495
>>256168
"When a filly is waveing her ass in the air-"
>"Hey!"
"Ment flank hole the pedo will try to stick it in."
>Waiting for the burn that never comes I open my eyes again.
"That's your que. Stick it in. Except the rapist pedo will just stick it in without a care."
>Closing my eyes I wait.
"The fuck is your problem just do it already."
>Keeping my eyes closed I wait.
"Hurr-EEEEEEE!"
Anonymous
No.257849
257850
>Be Anon.
>See Twilight.
"Fuck you Twilight."
>"Why don't you fuck me yourself, coward."
>She presents her marehood to you.
>Unzip dick.
>She doesn't stop you.
>Fuck her pussy until you cum inside.
>"I always wanted a foal, but since you can't get me pregnant, I'll go with the next best thing: adoption."
>She casts a spell on you.
>Become Filly.
"Fuck you, Twilight!"
>Now Twilight mad.
>"Little Fillies shouldn't be swearing!"
>Get spanked on the flanks.

Anonymous
No.257850
257851 257852
>>257849
>You just fucked your mom
>Now youre your own daughter
Anonymous
No.257851
1363113.png
>>257850
>yfw
Anonymous
No.257852
>>257850
>you just fucked your mom
I wish I had an image of filly with ascended eyes
Anonymous
No.257859
257860 257862
H-hewwo? Come wowepway pony TF with me and my fwiends pwease?
https://discord.gg/tfAjenN
They have a discord linked in the thread, go nuts.
Anonymous
No.257860
nope.gif
>>257859
Nope.
Anonymous
No.257862
257863
disgusted.png
>>257859
No way I'm so much as touching that, not even to spite them
Anonymous
No.257863
1530325644667.png
>>257862
Funny these faggots come here to promote it.
Anonymous
No.257864
257891
>Orange always thought she was cursed going on tangents,
>but having this picnic in the field is actually nice.
>"I really did die guys it was a runaway cart-"
>"Yeah welcome to the club, but changing how you died every time we meet up is getting old."
>"no, I died again."
>A faint rumbling sound is heard
>kek someone must be hungry
"Then how are you still alive?"
>"I got better. See it has to do with fulfilling my destiny!"
>A herd of cows stamped over her.
>Neck broken as the life leaves her eyes.
"Oh my god! They killed filly!"
"Those bastards!"
>What were we talking about?
>"So those dick shaped clouds am I right?"
>orange finally makes it to the picnic the lazyslob.
>"Guys, guys I really died it was a stampede of cows."
"That's kind of lazy picking nearby objects for the reasons on how you died. I keep my story straight."
>"It was the cows! I'm telling you I have a great big destiny!"
>"Look out below!"
>Aw shit speedyfast.
>Orange was vaporized via skittles.
"Oh my god! You killed filly!"
>"You Bastard!"
Anonymous
No.257874
257882 257883 257891
GEgQ7jC.png

Anonymous
No.257881
257883
Anon's filly haiku.png
>>257700

Anonymous
No.257882
257888
>>257874
I know this is just my mind playing tricks with me but is somebody else "seeing" this picture as the filly to the right has her jaw tiightly pressed against her chest while the picture's intended neck and jaws lines looked like her lips. Like she is slackjawed agaped or something.

Anonymous
No.257883
>>257874
Cute!
>>257881
Kek, but ouch does that feel hurt.
Anonymous
No.257888
257891
>>257882
I’m pretty sure they’re both colts man, not even sure why this shit was posted
Anonymous
No.257891
257901
>>257888
Ya I got that feel too >>257874 might want to adjust the muzzle and make it more filly-esque

>>257864
Kek


Anonymous
No.257892
257903
ObBcPH2.jpg
>Be Celestia.
>At the school for gifted unicorns.
>You are currently showing off a green filly you found on the street to a bunch of teachers.
>The fact the teachers are all mares is completely by chance.
>You inspect her with them.
"Oooh, I have goosebumps!"
>You say as you rub the unicorn filly's big floofy coat.
>The more floof a unicorn has, the stronger they tend to be, and this one has floof to rival Luna, something even Twilight doesn't have.
"In my thousand years of judging unicorns, this is the most perfect one I've seen!"
>The filly rolls over and presents her belly to the crowd of teachers petting her.
>"I like snuggles."
Anonymous
No.257893
258111
1564168598318.png
>"Huh wazzat?"
>"Oh, what you want kid?"
>"Tired huh? Well, this cloud's only so big."
>"I'll just-"
>"Cold?"
>"Oh, I get it, you want to snuggle with the most awesome pegasus around huh?"
>"Sure we can kid, *Yawn* need some power nap anyway!"
Anonymous
No.257898
Celestia_socks-1.png
>"Alright young Anonymous, the life of a princess must be precise, and so should she."
>Celestia says putting on her bodyweights after she put some on you.
>You flex your now heavy wings a bit.
"Mom, isn't this a bit unnecessary? Shouldn't I be learning more offensive and defensive magic?"
>She sighs.
>"Anon, if all you know is to hold your ground then when you're hit by a stronger opponent you're doomed to fall."
"Exactly! That's why I should always be stronger!"
>"You can't always be stronger my filly, sometimes you must widdle down your opponent's strength by being faster. Look at something like Teirk, if you were to attack head on he'll just steal your power. Now, follow my movements." She says as she begins to slowly dance.
>She moves elegantly and gently.
>You attempt to copy her movements only for the weights to make you lose your balance and topple over.
"UGH! Are the weights necessary!?"
>"Yes, now quit complaining and start copying."
>You groan before getting a idea.
>Your horn lights up as you start a spell to lighten the weight only to feel a slap to your flank making you lose concentration.
>"No cheating."
Anonymous
No.257901
>>257891
Adjust both muzzles then, heh.
Anonymous
No.257903
>>257892
>"Psst. Hey filly, wanna tell a friend where you got your fluff extensions?"
>How troubling that some would try to cheat on their natural floof
>"It's natural. Sorry bub."
>"Come on pal just between you and me, Behind Y. Back."
>"Okay, okay here's the secret."
>No.
>"Little closer."
>Please no. It can't be true. Please.
>Chills crawl over your spine rooting you in place.
>"See my secret is that I wasn't born as a pansy ass fagget."
>Her loud, nearly a yell, voice could be easily heard from here.
>I better show myself before the other filly crys.
"Hello my little ponies."
>"Yo, Sunbutt need anything?"
>How vexing
>a challenge to have her call me mommy.
>At the very least teacher.
Anonymous
No.257986
257994 257996
1545684115897.png
>Be Twilight.
>Run into your honorary sister Anon.
>Cute little filly comes waddling up when you came to visit Celestia.
>You giggle.
"My, my, Celestia has been feeding you well hasn't she!"
>You say jokingly at the little fluff ball.
>"I'm not fat!" She says puffing up her cheeks. "It's my winter coat!"
>You squee.
"Oh my goodness! You're so cute when you're angry!"
>You say as you levitate her to you and begin rubbing your face against her.
>"I am not! I'm furious! I'm a dangerous furious filly!"
"Sure you are Anon."
>You say ruffling her mane.
>You hear a familiar giggle.
>You turn to see Celestia giggling with a hoof to her lips.
>"Careful Twilight, she won't be small forever, some day she will be bigger than you."
>You snort.
"Yeah, sure, I'm really afraid of this little cutie."
>"Ugh! Let me go!" Anon cries out.
"Alright, alright, cutie ba tootie."
>You say putting her down.
>"Come on now, let's talk for a bit." Celestia says trotting along as you follow.
>She tells you she wants a vacation, just for two years (How long did you think? Doing nothing for too long gets dull), to show Anon being a princess isn't going to be full work and you do get works, maybe reign in her raging spirit.
>For those two years you'll lead, but only in spirit, really you won't have power to make serious decisions, just to keep nobles in line.
>You accepted.
>And so, time passed.
>Two easy years.
>Nothing big happened, no big bads, no unholy being, nothing.
>Well you did have to deal with nobles, but they only tried you for a month before backing off.
>Celestia, Luna, and Anon came back.
>Celestia and Luna ruled for a few years, took a break for a month to spend with Anon, came back, and continued like this.
>You hadn't really seen Anon much, she had always been studying, playing with friends, or training, and if she wasn't doing that, it was that occasional break the princess had to spend with her.
>You got a bit taller, not too tall, just a little taller than Fleur De Lis but still much shorter than Luna, then stopped growing.
>You were pretty happy with it, you could stare down nobles easier now and they'd back off pretty easy.
>Life was nice.
>Spend a month 'leading' (Mostly lazing about enjoying royal life, eating real nice food) every few years then go back to Ponyville to spend with your five best friends.
>For some reason they didn't seem to age... must have been the elements of harmony keeping you all together.
>Then one day it happened, you all received a invite to a get together for Anon's twentieth birthday celebration.
>You were so excited to see your cute little honorary sister, even if you didn't look the best.
>Your winter coat had come in and made you look puffed out.
>You had arrived to a petite little get together with ponies who were Anon's friends, a few high rank guards, some nobles, Celestia, Luna, and you and your friends.
>Anon was nowhere to be seen.
>You mentioned something to Celestia only for her to wonder just like you where Anon was.
>She went to get her of course after not finding her.
>When she arrived you were met with a mare bigger than you and only just barely shorter than Luna.
>"Sorry, I had to fight off my assistant, she kept trying to get me in a dress." The mare said.
>"I really wish you would dress up some time Anon dear, you would look beautiful in my old gown." Celestia said with a knowing smile.
>Anon!?
>"Yeah, you'll have to wrangle me tk the floor to get me in a dress, you know that mom." The mare says with a laugh.
>"Don't test me, I just might." Celestia says before kissing her on the head. "Now go talk to someponies, Twilight hasn't seen you in forever and was asking about you."
>The mare nods and begins to look around.
>Her eyes lock with yours and her face lights up.
>"Oh, my, Faust! Twilight is that you!?" She ask before lifting you up in her magic. "You are SO cute!"
"H-Hey! Let me go!"
>"No way, look at you!" The mare says rubbing your cheek against hers. "You're so cute, and fluffy."
"I-I'm not cute! I'm a big strong princess!"

Anonymous
No.257994
258000
>>257986
cute
Anonymous
No.257996
>>257986
Brilliant.
Anonymous
No.257999
>I have one goal in Equestia to be as Politically incorrect as possible...
>sure actual social reforms happen just to ruin my fun.
>"Hey Anony, sing us a song!"
>Good ol' Ponk ready to initiate my plans.
>It's been long enough time being in this buffalo camp sitting on sand.
>it's gritty and gets everywhere
>my poor filly place
>It's time for a little bit of revenge.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ltG37Bbx1qk
>That's the story how I got my very own buffalo.
"Run faster Bessie!"
>A classy voice left the professional tuba player.
>"You're a lardflank Anon."
"Faster, and remember speak properly."
>"You very heavy, me stong, not that strong."
>That actually hurt my fat encrusted heart a little.
>That or the dehydration is setting in.
Anonymous
No.258000
258001 258002
not cute.png
>>257994

Anonymous
No.258001
>>258000
CUTE!
Anonymous
No.258002
Spoilered
Spoilered
>>258000
Hi, not cute.
I'm Anon.
Anonymous
No.258018
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Filly of Zero: Zero drinks around here.
Occult Facade
No.258021
258080
>Be Louise Françoise Le Blanc de La Vallière
>Today's the day I'll show them all I'm not a failure.
>I'll summon the best familiar...
>I hope...

>Be Anonymous, The filly, princess of Anonfillies third adopted daughter of Celestia
>"I strongly disagree."
"It'll be okay we make Sunbutt some breakfast, and it'll be a great start to the Sun day."
>"The cereal incident."
>Fuck right.
>I've been trying to forget that through all meams I have.
>especially booze
"By make breakfast I mean get one of the servitors, servants, to make it for us."
>"Riiiight. Not having the portal to a hell knockoff open so the demons could ask us to turn it down because it made the plane of torment a bit too toasty not worth remembering?"
>"Oh! That's why you started drinking. Alcoholic of the year right?"
>How did she know?!
"I'm a professional"
>The comforting burn stops as I look at the empty glass in my telekinetic grip.
"not an alcoholic."
>"Whatever you qt."
>About to screech my war cry I remember who exactly this plan is for.
>A simple dead pan statment will do.
"reee."

>Celestia's face as we woke her up with delicious breakfast in bed made all the hassle worth it.
"What are you planning today Su- Ce- mommy?"
>"I'm thinking of an adventure."
>A green portal apears at her words.
>Really jogging something fierce in my brain.
>Then it moves to touch me.
"Stay back! Bcak I say! REEEE!"

>Be Louise Françoise Le Blanc de La Vallière
>"EEEEE!"
>An unearthly sound could be heard from over the explosion of the summoning spell.
>"Fucking nigger lynching dicks today was going to be about spending a nice time with my mom, and I have to put up with this shit now?"
>An uneasy silence fell over the court yard.
>"No. I'm getting smashed then I'll portal back before Celestia decides to call Twilight."
"What?"
>"Who's there?"
>A majestic unicorn and pegasus hybrid of an amazing green hue wearing jewellery fit for a queen.
>My sister will love her.
>I've always told my parents I wanted a pony.
>"Ah, crap sacks that's where I am... Oh! I can go head back to Earth at some point and ruin some shadowy cabals later."
>I'm not a failure.
>"Hey, Pinky."
>Is it talking to me?
>"Hey Anon!"
>"AHHH!"
"AHHHH!"
>A pink horse thing just popped out of the robes of professor Cobalt.
>"AHHH!"
>"Princess Celestia is going to head over as soon as she can, Discord just wanted to check on his fourth favorite chaos maker. Bye!"
>Gone like a bad dream.
>Brimir give me strength what was that.
>The horse murmurs.
>"Classic Pinkie Pie..."
>louder she demands, in a tone of voice Henrietta's Moth- the Queen uses to order a servant.
>"You guys have any wine, or liquors because I'm thirsty, and not nearly intoxicated to deal with this sober."

Probably a oneshot or a teaser at least for a while. The other stories technically arn't dead, but... Had to get this out of my head.
Anonymous
No.258027
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Samey artist draws samey art
Anonymous
No.258031
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The demand for more fillers never ends.
I continue to demand for more fillies!
All the fillers all the time!
Even though I'm not sure why.
Anonymous
No.258041
258042 258044
I'm so comfortable in bed, but I gotta get up to use the restroom. It's times like this I really wish I were the filly...
Anonymous
No.258042
>>258041
Whether you're a filly or a grown man, pissing the bed is still pissing the bed.
>inb4 diaperfag
you don't get off the hook for being of bad taste, just ridiculed more.
Anonymous
No.258044
258262
>>258041
Can't fucking sleep ever since- never mind. Have some degenerate shit.
>Be Nonny
>Your real name fades from memory.
>Quite a few things do.
>You take comfort in this.
>The sheets are pulled up over your head, your tiny form covered up to the neck in a footed sleeper.
>Hooved?
>It doesn't matter, you're cozy.
>Your six juice boxes however, insist on trying to make you not feel quite so.
>You debate it in your mind for a few minutes.
>If you stay in bed and hold it, you'll get a poor night's sleep and you'll probably pee yourself when you finally do pass out anyways.
>If you get up to go, you'll have to leave your warm bed, take off your warm jammies, and put your bum on the cold shitter to take a piss.
>You sigh as you feel your 'nighttime pants' carry the weight of your compromise.
>It's a good feeling to be young.
Anonymous
No.258080
258088
>>258021
>Zero no Tsukaima
>but with grown-up alicorn Anonfilly
Could work as a non-oneshot, but with regular Anonfilly.
Anonymous
No.258088
>>258080
>Kabloom!
>The magical explosive dust settles in a little green thing.
>Is it an orc?
>A slime?
>A-
>"You my mommy?"
>So cute eeee!
"I'm Louise, little one what's your name?"
>"Nonnymous, have you seen auntie Twilight, or Princess Celestia?"
>The pony sniffs saddly
>"it's her birthday, an' I dun wanna worry them."

>"Mommy can I eat with you."
"Well..."
>"Pwease?"
"Okay."

>"You Siesta?"
"I am."
>"Ca- can you sleep with me it's cold."
>I'm sure it won't hurt...

>"That plan is stupid."
"Nonny! That's the princess!"
>"It's okay my dear Louise. Little one what wrong with it?"
"Mommy is kinda bullheaded so here is how you cripple the opposition, and get your prince too."

"How! How is this possible!"
>"Wards my stupid fellow it's quite simple."
>"You don't fuck with Anonymous."
>A trickle of something hits your face.
>"Quite simply you'll be known as the man that tried to molest Louise's familiar. Nothing personal kid."

>"You see that big fuck off golem?"
"Yeah?"
>"Don't bother exploding the physical, explode the magic, then it's just a fancy statue."
"What?!"

>"Hey Mommy's mommy!"
"What is it?"
>"Stop being a dick to your own kid."

>"Holy shit you're like Fluttershy, but bed ridden."

>That's how the world bowed down to a very powerful void mage, and her filly daughter.
Anonymous
No.258093
258094 258097
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http://boards.4channel.org/mlp/thread/34935993#p34942995

Can't upload images to blue boards again for some reason. Shame.
Anonymous
No.258094
>>258093
Daww
>tfw you create new life out of the amputated remains of your right arm
>and it's a qt
Anonymous
No.258097
258100 258177
>>258093
Should've posted the green too. Nice job.
>"This sounds like one of Twilight's friendship lessons."
"There's no reason to deal with mares when I have my right hand."
>Discord eyes said appendage. "What if your right hand was a mare?"
"What?"
>Discord fixes you with a savage grin, "I know how the lesson will work."
>A pregnant pause ensues.
>Was that line supposed-
>OH GOD, THE PAIN!
>Your right arm is wreathed in magenta flame to the elbow.
>Your left hand clutches the stricken limb as you scream, but there's no heat against that hand even as your right arm feels like you stuck it into a pool of molten metal.
>First the flesh, then the bone, melts away under the magical inferno, pooling on the dirt.
>"Hah," Discord's laugh cuts through your screams, "Earth pony."
>The blaze fades when nothing remains of your right arm below the elbow.
>Beside you, on the ground, lies a tiny foal, a filly of no more than a couple years old.
>"Huh. Not enough material. This lesson might take longer than I thought."
"What..."
>The screaming's over, but your voice is hoarse. You look up at him, blinking back tears.
"What have you done?"
>"You should thank me, Anon; now your right hand can love you back! It is your own flesh and blood, after all." Discord's eyes light up. "Oh, that's an even better lesson! You can learn to deal with mares by raising one! I've outsmarted even myself with this one. What comes next? Oh, right, Twilight writes a letter to Celestia. I'd love to chat about your new fatherhood, Anon, but there's procedure to follow, I hope you understand. Arrivederci!"
>Just like that, he's gone, leaving you with...
>Your own flesh and blood.
>You've seen pony magic prosthetics. This was a bigger issue.
>She was your daughter.
>You pick her up with your left hand and pull her close to your chest, doubling over as a surge of phantom pain shoots up your right arm.
>You didn't know the first thing about foals.
>After Twilight helps you with that arm, you'll need her help with a lot of other things.
Anonymous
No.258100
>>258097
I dub thee Dicksord, lord of assholery, and cunt mongering.
>Should've posted the green too.
Thank you for bringing home the filly.
Anonymous
No.258111
>>257893
So That's why Scootaloo hates fillyanon so much: Dash likes her more than she likes Scoots!
Anonymous
No.258113
258128
>Celestia's big hoof idley runs across your back as she reads a news paper and drinks her coffee.
>You roll onto your side, putting your back against her as she runs the hoof down your side, gently straighten the fur.
>It's a warmth that emits from her that is just enough to make you more comfortable.
Anonymous
No.258114
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Anonymous
No.258115
>>258114
fucking phone upload pictures right for fucks sake
ree
Anonymous
No.258116
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>>258114
Fixed.

Anonymous
No.258117
258118 258120
>>258114
By the way.
That filly is waaaay too skinny.
Feed that filly now!
Anonymous
No.258118
>>258117
the eggo's are in the toaster
Anonymous
No.258120
258126 258128
>>258117
Well...if you say so
>Unzips dick
Anonymous
No.258123
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Did this ever get posted here?
Anonymous
No.258125
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Anybody interested in doing a pic of this but with filly and Twiggy drinking chocolate milk?
Anonymous
No.258126
>>258120
based
Anonymous
No.258128
>>258123
Reminds me of the D&D story of the player that was hidden inside of a hooker all the way until the very end, and no one knew except the DM.
>>258113
Celestia should consider a part time job at a pet store for cold blooded creatures to warm themselves up.
>>258120
>Unzips dick


Anonymous
No.258130
>>258123
Never saw it.
Anonymous
No.258131
258132
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Anonymous
No.258132
258133
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>>258131
>drunk with cider
This is the time when Purple is needed.
Anonymous
No.258133
>>258132
>"Mhh Mhmmmh hm hmmh hm mhmm hhm!"
>"I'm sorry Twilight could you not speak with your mouth full."
>Spitting out my inebriated filly I speak once more
"I said this filly can hold so much cum!"
>"Uhhhhmmm how do you know that?"
"Empirical data gathering, on average she can hold right times her eight. Eight times!"
>"Oh... my... just stay right there Twilight I'll go get Princess Celestia and Luna and Cadence so they can bask in your findings."
"You wouldn't believe how many times I had to retest this hypothesis."
Anonymous
No.258147
>>258123
I have been on these threads since they were on /mlp/ and have never seen this before
Anonymous
No.258149
From: http://boards.4channel.org/mlp/thread/34934949
>Twilight will never take you to her secret room for being a good filly
>You will never find hundreds, if not thousands, life size statues of yourself in different poses and expressions
>With a rather heavy pat on your head, Twilight will never warn that you are staring too much and how she doesn't like your expression
>Before quickly doing an 180 on her sour mood and happily calling you to follow her out to eat some hayburguers
Lone15
No.258152
258153 258154 258159 258194
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There are so many horrible people, and it seems like all the good ones I know are hurting. I want to return to the past, but even really thinking about it far back enough is enough to make me lock up and cry. Sleep has become more difficult. I can't help anyone else. I can barely help myself.
The next chapter of Chilly Filly is currently in development. I should have a portion by Friday. Hopefully it's serviceable.
Lone15
No.258153
>>258152
AND IT UPLOADED SIDEWAYS
Anonymous
No.258154
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>>258152
Fixed.
Anonymous
No.258159
258160 258192
>>258152
>>258154
Am newfag, who is horse?

Anonymous
No.258160
258165
>>258159
am nugget
Anonymous
No.258163
258164
>>256552
Trust Once Lost: Chapter 11.1

The Best Policy

“Ahm not angry sugarcube,” Applejack’s muffled voice tried to comfort me through the bedclothes I’d wrapped myself in, “It wasn’t yer fault, there’s no need ta be scared.”

Just kill me now, save me from this embarrassment.

I could hear the hurt in Applejack’s voice and I knew that she’d feel just terrible if she thought she’d frightened me. No matter how much my embarrassment wanted me to scream at everypony to leave me alone, I knew I had to pretend to let Applejack comfort me, so she could ‘make up’ for what she saw as her mistake.

I poked my muzzle out of the blankets. The cooler air was refreshing, but I could still smell the cloying odor of my sick hanging in the room. I could smell Applejack too, and no, she didn’t smell like apples. She smelled of rich earth with a hint of healthy sweat, scents that were quite distinct from what I was used to in the hospital.

I slipped my head out of the blankets, my pony ears springing up to attention as they were freed from the blankets.

“It’s all right, Applejack,” I said. “Don’t worry about me, I was just being stupid. I’m not scared.”

“Oh darlin’ I know yer jus’ tryin’ ta be brave, but there ain’t no need ta candy-coat the truth.” The coat on Applejack’s forelegs was damp, no doubt from washing off my puke.

Right, she could tell when I was lying. I swallowed nervously.

“I’m not afraid of you,” I clarified. “I’m just a very anxious pony.”

Applejack raised a hoof to her chest and a distraught expression crossed her face.

Dammit, why can’t I stop lying?

“Yer afraid of me?” The hurt in her voice cut me deep.

“Not because I think you’ll hurt me!” I said blurted out, “I just- I’m scared because you- because you’re the element of honesty and you can tell when something is the truth and I don’t want ponies to know w- to know things.”

I probably shouldn’t have said that.

“Ah know tellin’ tha’ truth can hurt sometimes, but you’ll feel much better if you just come out with it.” Applejack lectured, “Everypony here is trying to help you - they won’t think worse of ya, no matter what yer secret is, they’ll help ya.”

“It’s not something I need help with,” I explained. “It’s something- it’s- ugh!”

I huffed in frustration.

“Being the element of honesty doesn’t give me any special powers sugar cube, ya'll just ain't that good at fibbing” Applejack said, “Besides which, we returned the elements to the Tree of Harmony. Ahm not here to interrogate ya.”

“You’re not?”

Applejack turned to Dayglow and the fluorescent mare sighed.

“I’m so sorry Green, I shouldn’t have sprung it on you like this.” Dayglow apologized. “I was talking with Applejack about potentially taking you in as a foster child and I thought I’d introduce you two to ease you into the idea.”

Dayglow looked miserable too. I just spread misery wherever I go, don’t I?

“I didn’t realize you would recognize her, or that you would react so... strongly,” Dayglow explained. “I want to get you placed in a stable environment as soon as possible, but I’d never place you with somepony you felt uncomfortable with.”

Foster care? I hadn’t considered that. I’d assumed I’d be going to an orphanage. I didn’t want to take up a foster care spot that was meant for some poor foal actually that needed it.

“I don’t want to go into foster care, I’ll be fine in an orphanage or whatever.”

“I know it can be scary going with somepony you don’t know-”

“-It’s not that!” I interrupted, “I just- I don’t need it. Isn’t there a waiting list? Isn’t there somepony else that needs it more?”

Dammit, I was screwing this up. I looked over at Applejack.

“Green, look at me.” Dayglow lifted my chin so I was looking into her eyes, “You’re just as important as anypony else. You deserve to be happy, you deserve to have a family that loves you and cares for you.”

“What if I don’t want a family?”

“What do you want?” Asked Dayglow, “If you could have anything, what would you ask for?”

“I just want a safe place to sleep, with food provided, and a small stipend to cover expenses until I’m old enough to get a job.” I chose my words carefully. “If I have to share a bunk room with a few other ponies that’s fine I suppose, but I’d prefer to be alone, and once I’m working, I can pay back the money.”

I sighed.

“Look, I get it,” I preempted the response, “You’re not going to give me what I want. You’re going to do whatever you think is best for me, but you asked.”

“Huh.” Said Dayglow. “That’s not what I expected you to say.”

“What was I supposed to say?”

“Well, most fillies your age would want to be a Princess, or to have a million bits.”

“Being a princess looks like a lot of work, and taking a million bits that’s going to help orphans seems kinda evil.”

“That’s a very practical way to look at things.” Said Dayglow, “It’s a bit bleak though, don’t you think?”

“Happiness isn’t achieved by having things handed to you.” I countered, quickly converting an Earth saying into pony speak, “A beggar could be the happiest pony in Equestria while a prince who has wanted for nothing may live in misery.”

“Are you happy, Green?”

“Yes.”

“You don’t seem happy, you seem miserable. You’re anxious around other ponies, you’re having panic attacks, you don’t trust anypony enough to speak with them honestly, and from what I’ve read, since you’ve come to us you’ve spent most of your time either sleeping or crying.”

“This situation is very stressful for me, but I’m generally a happy pony.”

“I’m no Pinkie Pie, but I know a thing or two about making ponies happy.” Dayglow said lightly, “For somepony to be happy, they need to feel safe. Not just physically safe, emotionally safe. Have you ever felt safe, Green? Have you had somepony you could trust with everything?”
Anonymous
No.258164
258248
>>258163

I could feel my mother’s cold fingers, poor circulation from her weak heart. I grasped them tightly in my small hands.
“Stay with me, Mom, I’m right here with you. Breathe. You’re going to get through this.”
She shook and kept asking me if it was all right. I told her it was, and I kicked myself for even thinking about telling her the other kids were being mean to me at school. I could imagine what Dad would do if I told him. He’d march down to the school and ‘sort out’ the situation regardless of how I’d beg him not to.

“No.” I said truthfully. “I guess I never have.”
Anonymous
No.258165
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>>258160
u r qt
Anonymous
No.258166
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>>258123
>ywn be a parasite growing in Twilight's womb
>ywn leech off her already excessive consumption of hayburgers
>ywn pass the time by testing your developing muscles by kicking as hard as you can
>ywn hear all the festivities as Pinkie throws a monthly countdown to your birthday party
>ywn listen as Twi reads all of her favorite books to you
>ywn be pleasantly surprised when you realize they're Daring Do books and not some boring textbooks
>ywn slowly fall asleep as she softly sings a lullaby while gently stroking her growing belly
>ywn put her in a full panic when her water breaks in the middle of an important meeting
>ywn see the look on your mom's face when she holds you in her hooves for the first time
>ywn giggle heartily when you puke on Spike for the first time
Anonymous
No.258172
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>>258166
>be a parasite growing in Twilight's womb
WTF poner.
That's satanic shit.
A filly on her way is a blessing and a celebration in Equestria.
Anonymous
No.258174
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>>258166
Delet.

Anonymous
No.258175
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>>258166
>implying it won't happen
>tfw contentfag
Anonymous
No.258177
>>258097
>He then fucks the small creature and continues to.
>Discord only made Anon a living fleshlight.
Anonymous
No.258192
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>>258159
Some weirdo who writes really dark and fucked-up green.
Anonymous
No.258194
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>>258152
>Spoiler
You're still here. Still alive, and kicking. Fighting the good fight even when it's bleak. I'll be here if you need someone to listen, or for something else.
Just know that I appreciate everything you've done.
>You absolute little qt3.14 I'll send you off to go sleep with the hopes and dreams everyone should have especially good little fillies should have.
Anonymous
No.258239

Anonymous
No.258241
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>>258192
That little black horse write green?
Anonymous
No.258243
>>258241
Fuck, did Lone beat us all to the punch? Has he achieved instrumaretality?
Anonymous
No.258248
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>>258164

Anonymous
No.258252
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>>258249
Okay.
Anonymous
No.258262
258322
>>258044
God I wish that were me
Anonymous
No.258322
258465
>>258262
(you)
Anonymous
No.258416
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Anonymous
No.258437
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>Be the most fabulous pony around.
>Obviously you're Rarity dear who else?
>You had adopted a little unicorn filly you had found constantly roaming the Ponyville streets.
>When you found the a box behind your home somepony had been sleeping in you put two and two together.
>A quick question to Cherilee confirmed she'd never seen her at school, so when you caught up to her one day you made a proposition, versus sending her to some other town she didn't know, you'd adopt her.
>Of course the dear jumped at the chance, so after some paperwork Twilight so kindly helped with, it was official.
>Sweetie was so happy to have a 'little sister' (Despite you explaining she was her niece) and Anon was happy to have a family.
>The two have gotten along just wonderfully.
>So here you are, a few months later.
>You love the dear so much.
>Soon she'll be starting school, and she seems excited.
>But, for some reason she's extremely excited right now.
>You quietly peaked into her room to see her dance around, standing on her front hooves and everything.
>You giggle and catch her attention.
>"Mom! Mom they accepted me!" She says galloping up to you.
"Who did dearest?"
>You ask with as much enthusiasm as her.
>"The school for gifted unicorns!"
"What?"
>You say enthusiasm gone.
>Anon doesn't notice as she answers still excited.
>"Yeah! Remember, Twilight suggested it after she heard you were signing me up for school! I put as much magic as I could into a crystal and sent it in! They said it was definitely spectacular! That I'm in!" She says making your stomach drop.
"T-That's wonderful dear! I'm going to go talk to Twilight, be sure to thank them with a letter."
>"Alright!" She says still excited as she gets a quill and paper and starts writing.
>You NEED to get to Twilight.
>You calmly walk out the door and enter a full on gallop to Twilight's treebrary.
>You cannot lose her!
>You burst through the doors of the treebrary in a unladylike fashion that would normally make you cringe back.
"Twilight! Twilight darling I need you!"
>There's a puff of magic and she's infront of you in a panic.
>"What's wrong!? Is somepony in trouble!?" She says looking you up and down.
"No dear! Anon was accepted! My filly was accepted to that school!"
>Twilight seems to be shell shocked by the difference in tone and words.
>"What school?"
"Celestia's school for gifted unicorns!"
>Twilight takes some time to process things.
>"Oh Rarity that's wonderful! You must be so proud of her! She'll get such a wonderful education there, she'll be sure to-'
"NO! That is simply anything BUT wonderful!"
>Twilight ears fall back and she cringes at your yell but you don't let up.
"I'm losing my filly! She'll be going to a far off school to study under a princess! How will I even compare! She'll forget about me and start seeing Celestia herself as more of a mother than me!"
>Twilight raises a hoof shyly.
>"Rarity, aren't you being a li-itle bit dramatic. I mean, I studied under Celestia and I didn't see her as more of a mother than-" Twilight doesn't continue what is quite possibly the biggest lie you've heard as you give her a deadpan stare. "Okay, but there's no guarantee that she'll be Celestia's student, just she'll be going to her school."
>You stomp a hoof.
"But she could! They said she was 'Definitely spectacular'!"
>"Yes but there's still so much more to do before she becomes Celestia's student Rarity." She says placing a hoof gently on you. "Besides, you're her mother, even if she becomes Celestia's student she'll still love you."
"Yes... I suppose, but what if she forgets about me, Canterlot is so far away, I can't just pack everything up and move there, no pony would be able to run the boutique, I won't be able to see her."
>You whine out as you begin to panic less.
>"Rarity, they give you a teleportation crystal, for fillies to go home and back." She says with a small smile.
"They do?"
>"Yes. They wouldn't just up and take families apart for a school. Yeah she'll get a room, but it's mostly for experiments and spell testing."
"Oh..."
>Now you feel a little silly.
>"You calm now Rarity?"
"Yes darling, thank you."
>You say as you give her a quick hug.
>"Good. You should really be proud of yourself and Anon, if it weren't for you that filly probably wouldn't have had the chance to even try to get into such a wonderful school. You helped her in more ways than you know, and she'll be more grateful than you know in her later life."
>You smile.
"Yes, I suppose she will... thank you again."
>"Anytime Rarity." She says giving you a pat. "Now you should probably go help Anon calm down, if she's anything like me she's probably shooting magic sparks by now."
>You laugh as you begin to trot back home.
"I'll hurry back then."
>Twilight calls out as you continue home.
>"If Anon needs any help with homework don't be afraid to send her my way!" She calls as she waves goodbye.
>Don't count on it dear, she will want to get it done not write a biography about it.
"Will do darling!"
Anonymous
No.258438
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"Just to make sure you don't get knocked up in your heat's craziness, we'll use this hun."
>Celestia looks at the condom for a bit, then smiles.
>"Sure, give it here, I'll open it~"
>You give the mare the condom.
>She pierces right through it with her teeth and looks at you with sultry eyes.
>"None will be wasted in a stupid garbage bag!" She roars before tackling you.
>Months later you had your oldest filly Anon.

>"Come out come out wherever you are~" The mare turned monster calls. "Anon jr is staying with Twilight for a week, a whole week, of me and you RUTTING!"
>You cower beneath the bed, fear of the pelvic breaking your wife will deliver if she finds you.
>You hear a deep inhale and a groan of pleasure.
>"I can smell you my love~" She whines as she takes another breath. "Mghmmm, it's good~ I'm gonna make sure you can't walk right for months!"
>Your traitorous penis pulses at the thought.
>The bed is flung up and the crazed sun goddess stares at you.
>"There you are!"
>You scream out but are silenced by having your face shoved against something warm and wet.
>Another 11 months and you had your middle filly Nonny.

>You lay exhausted on a bed, having drained yourself earlier.
>Your wife walks in slowly and proudly with practiced ease.
>"You're not trying to excape, have you finally realized it's no use?"
>She's confused when you let out a exhausted laugh.
"Y- hah, You lose!"
>She raises a eyebrow.
>"And how so my dear?" She says walking back and forth.
"I-I already emptied them! You're not getting anything out of them!"
>She smirks as you feel magic grab your flaccid shaft.
>"Is that so?" She ask as you feel tugging on your member. "And what were you thinking about when you drained those balls~?"
"G-Gah-"
>You groan as she makes the magic feel like waves running up your dick trying to milk it.
>"Were you thinking of me? Of my lips gently suckling on your member, sucking up all your sweet seed that slips out?" She ask in a gentle sultry tone. "Were you thinking of making me a slut to your cock as you bounced me up and down, making me beg for more as you pound deeper and deeper?"
>Her eyes change from gentle to a evil stare.
>"Or were you thinking of somepony else?" She says in a now dark tone as the waves tighten. "Who was it? My sister? Twilight? Both?"
>She ask in a demanding tone.
"N-No I wouldn't-"
>"It was both wasn't it?" She says as her grip again tightens around your now erect member. "You thought about them both fucking you didn't you? About Luna riding your cock while Twilight rode your face?"
>She climbs up on the bed and looks down on you.
>"Or maybe about them both praising your cock with their mouths, licking and lapping up your cock and balls?" As she finishes you feel the room warm up as she stands over you.
>"And no matter what we both know." You hear another voice from behind Celestia, and look to see... another Celestia? "And I can assure you~"
>The original Celestia is muzzle to nose to you, blocking the view of the clone as you feel a warm breath blow against your shaft.
>"I -AM- the hottest mare~!"
>And again another eleven months later you had your last filly Nito.
>None of these are stories you'd tell any of them when they grew up.
>Nor why every other year they'd spend a week or so with auntie Twilight.
Anonymous
No.258446
>>258437
That's positively wholesome.
>tfw you're the student of Celestia herself
>tfw you become the goffer to fix the nation
>tfw you are the public servant everyone passes their problems onto you
>>258438
That's one hell of a heat wave she has going there. She really ought to be careful of those hot flashes.
Anonymous
No.258465
>>258322
Yes me. I want to be the cozy filly
Anonymous
No.258484
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Anonymous
No.258489
>>258437
>Rarity finds out she has to potty train anon before she can go to school
Anonymous
No.258490
>>258484
>Just look at human Anon's smile.
>I want that feel.
Anonymous
No.258495
>>258484
>Unite and form the MegaFag!
Anonymous
No.258501
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>>258484

Anonymous
No.258503
258505
>>258484
>ywn dislocate filly's front legs and use her as a cocksleeve
Anonymous
No.258505
>>258503
>ywn have Twilight cast jellybones on you so you can go be a cocksleeve
Anonymous
No.258514
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”Nonny!” a brown filly with a black and white mane called as she waved her entire length of her hoof back and forth like a window wiper.

”Hi, Chocolate,” a green filly said and just stuck her hoof up in the air once as a wave.

The green filly shook her head a as she smiled.

The brown filly bounced over to the other filly and brought a packet out of her saddlebag.

”Try this,” she said and undid the the paper to reveal two circular chocolate cookies.

”Choco, thank you but-”

”No, butts. You pervert! Here.”

She bit hold of one of the cookies and then poked her in cheek with it.

”Unmmmgh Gaurmmmde,” she said while clenching her teeth around the cookie.

”Thank you. Really, I appriciate it but-”

”Mmmeeeph!”

Around them, fillies and colts wearing saddlebags looked at them.

”Alright, alright. Just stop making that sound... Whatever it is.” She held up her hooves over her head.

”Mmmmmm!” Her lips remaind on the cookie while her cheeks pushed up.

The green filly's horn began to shine and a green transparent cloud began to jank the cookie out of the other filly's mouth.

”C'mon Choco, there are ponies around. They talk enough as it is.”

”Mmmeeeeph!”

”I said no! Okay,” she shout let out a surpressed shout and looked around. There were no rreal onlookers only ponies passing by. She got close and whispered, ”This is not okay. I made it very clear that I cannot do things like this in public.” She leand in next to her ear. ”I will break up with you if you don't stop.”

She turned but only managed to take a few steps.

”What? You will-”

”By my own mother, sometimes you are really dense. I just said that if. Okay?” She looked around and saw that someponies had stopped to look at them. She sigh and wrapped the cookies back into their paper with her magic. She put a hoof to her shoulder. ”Look.” She spoke a bit louder so even eavesdroppers would hear her. ”I told you before, that I'm lactose intolerant. Make a batch without milk next time, and I promise I will eat them all becuase that is just what friends do for each other.”

The brown filly gave her two big eyes and pouting mouth. Nonny ignored this and put the packet of cookies back into her saddlebag before she leaned in close again and said, ”C'mon, we are drawing eyes here."

Anon is a faggot. Who knew?
Anonymous
No.258577
258586 258598
>>255954
>Once upon a time in a land called Equestria, inhabited by a bunch of literal horses... Like seriously why is the land of horses named after the bloody horses, imagine if the earth was named "Humanaria" or some shit that's bloody retarded.
But anyways
>You are A
>"A"
>"A-Anon!" cries twilight, a pinch of excitement hiding behind her tremulous, surprised voice.
"Can't a mare have some time for herself!?" You scrunch hard, hard enough for the fabric of reality itself to shiver at the powerful display of scrunching shown by your meaty horse body

>Somewhere far, far away, Princess Celestia widens her eyes as her pupils shrink to the size of...Very small pupils.
>A very concerned Princess Luna walks up to her, noticing the sudden mood swing "Sister, what may be causing you such distress?"
>With a thousand-yard stare, Celestia coldly replies
>"Somewhere, somehow, the jimmies rustle acutely"

>"Anon, you can't just sneak on my and motorboat my plot!" Exclaims the very distressed purple plot covering your entire field of view...Or maybe it's the mare attached to that plot? It doesn't matter, had motorboating.
"Come on twiggles, it ain' the first time this old chap got a mouth all over it eh mate?"
>With a toothy shit-eating grin, you slap twilight's cutie mark, getting a high pitched "eep" as a response
>Attention, mouth to brain, repeat mouth to brain, we have an emergency!
>Mouth, this is brain, please what's your emergency?
>S-sir! We detected s-soapy flavor within...Within the TASTE GLANDS!
>Mother of Celestia...
>Twilight is levitating you with her magic while washing your mouth thoroughly with some green soap bar
"WE *grbrbgr* NOT *HRBGBRH* SILENCED!"
>You manage to scream a few heroic words as your tiny body struggles against the magic aura around it
>Twilight just stares at you, disapprovingly
>"Anon, are you drunk, *again*?"
"N-no"
>Doubt.jpg
>Twilight sighs, pulling the soap bar out of your mouth
>She gives you a genuinely concerned look
>It makes you a bit guilty
>Just a lil bit
>"Anon, I know this is hard for you, but please you're a little filly don't do this to yourself"
>Hello? Yes this is heart
>Your eyes fill up with tears
>Why.jpg
>Twilight brings you closer and holds you against her chest, nuzzling you closer as her wings surround you both
>"It's ok my little filly, we will get through this together"
>For some reason her words hit you like daggers
"I-I'm not an al-"
>She interrupts you by booping your snout, making you lick where she touched you in reflex
>Your eyes are teary, your heart aches and you're not sure why you feel this way
>But Twilight is warm and soft, and it makes you feel good
>You sigh, pressing your head against her fluffy chest as she caresses your mane
"Twily?"
>You meek out, holding a hoof on her chest and looking up at her eyes
>The purple mare looks back at you with the smile of a mother
>"Yes noonny?"
"HuG-GHH"
>In a magnificent display you empty your stomach like a sprinkler, that little creepy girl from the exorcist would be jealous
>her smile and optimism: gone
>"GOD DAMNIT ANON"
>Purplesmart throws you around the room, with a look of pure horror and disgust
"H e-*Ghhuugh* He- *Gwahg*"
>As the vomit stops flowing, and you manage to physically feel twilight's rage across the room, you vomit out your final words
"I got some deep issues, twi"

I'm drunkish and sleep-deprived
Anonymous
No.258581
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>>258484

Anonymous
No.258586
>>258514
>Spoiler
Not her GF that's for sure.
>>258577
Ah, shouldn't have used the soap, and just filled the filler with water. All could have been avoided.
>almost wanThat's a burstt a filly motorboating Twiggles to run a steam boat to get to safety.
>>258581
That's beautiful
Anonymous
No.258598
>>258577
That was cute.
Write more. A lot more.
Anonymous
No.258599
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>Be Fluttershy.
>You watch as Anon a little pegasus filly sneaks up to Applejack's stand.
>She is spotted and Applejack yells out.
>"Get out of here you feathered pest!" She yells as she stomps her feet at the little filly.
>You can't believe what you just saw your friend do and say.
"Applejack!"
>Her eyes dart over and her pupils shrink.
>"F-Fluttershy! I-"
"I can't believe what I just saw! That poor filly is so scared she feels the need to sneak around you and you yell and call her a 'feathered pest'?"
>Applejack sighs taking off her hat and placing it on the stand.
>"Listen, I'm sorry for saying something that hurt you, but that filly-"
>"NOM!"
>You look and see the filly has somehow snuck up and grabbed the hat off the stand.
>"Celestia damn it! This is the twentieth hat! What are you even doing with so many hats!?" Applejack says as she gallops after the filly.
>She is stopped soon after by a conspicuously placed rake to the face.
>You go and help your friend.
>You'll have to find your lost bell later.
Anonymous
No.258604
258606
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>>258581
>Lewding filly
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah.
Anonymous
No.258605
>"Hey Anon, you're a pretty smart filly from living with Twilight right?" Rainbow ask the pegafilly lazing on a cloud.
"Sure I guess?"
>"Could you help me do taxes?"
"Sure, you got your W2 and 1099?"
>"Uh, no?"
"Alright, just ask your employer for it and bring it to me, and we'll get it done."
>"Thanks Anon! I'll eat you out as repayment!"

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No.258606
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>>258604
Fixed
Anonymous
No.258608
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>>258606
Even if I don't believe you a bit, thanks anyway.
Anonymous
No.258609
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>>258606

Anonymous
No.258615
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Some fillies liberated from their incorrect color schemes.
Anonymous
No.258616
>>258606
>>258615
That's hot, and l-lewd.
Anonymous
No.258640
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Anonymous
No.258641
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>>258640

Anonymous
No.258643
>>258640
>Literally got b& from 4chan

Yeah, is there even an argument which one that is the most avantgarde?
Anonymous
No.258644
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>>258640

Anonymous
No.258645
>>258640
>Probably the coolest creature in Equestria
KYS.
The virgin filly is the winner.
Anonymous
No.258646
>>258644
Okay, that blank foal is the honorary winner.
Anonymous
No.258652
Spoilered
>>258640
So, basically...
Pic related, but ponies?
Anonymous
No.258655
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What kind of name do you imagine Anonfilly has when you read stories or whatever?
Let's be real, if you ended up in Equestria and got turned into a filly, then you can't exactly have every pony call you "Anon", right? And they can't call you by your real name either unless you want everyone to know you're that guy who turned into a filly. So what do you think Twilight, or whoever turned you into a filly, would name you?
Anonymous
No.258656
>>258655
Anon, fuck you.
Anonymous
No.258657
>>258655
>So what do you think Twilight, or whoever turned you into a filly, would name you?
No matter what, Anon is my name.
Anonymous
No.258658
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>>258655
>you can't exactly have every pony call you "Anon", right?
Wrong.
Anon it is.
Anonymous
No.258663
258665 258674 258692
>Be green
>Be cute
>You are probably filly
>Toalette sparkling managed to force you into public school
>It feels like special ED
>N-not like you would know
>On the sunny side, Cheerilee
>Datplot.SwiggitySwoty
>You turn back to your noteblock
>Your magnum opus lays there, waiting for the finishing touches
>Its a big, fat, cheeri plot
>Incoming meesage from brain Accept? [Y] N
>Snapping out of your plot-fueled daydreams, you realize cheerilee is standing by your side
>She's staring at your magnum opus
>Surely her brain is staggering trying to comprehend the marvel in front of her eyes
>You give her a smile to put playboys to shame
>In reality you look like a proud retard smiling
"How u doin bb?"

>Bee yourself
>Well obviously i am myself who else would i be but Cheerilee
>Teaching these filles is hard but rewarding work
>To see them grow, to see their smile once they learn how to solve a problem
>It makes my heart melt...!
>Oh horseapples, im getting distracted
>Everyone seems to be writting but...
>Anon is... Drooling?
>I better check on her and...
>Your pony has run into a problem and needs restarting, press any key to continue
>K
>...
>Please wait
>...
>CheeriOS
>Welcome!
>"H-how you doing"
"Anon, is that a photorealistic drawing of my hindquarters?"
>"y-you too"
Anonymous
No.258665
>>258663
top kek
Anonymous
No.258674
258692
>>258663
>be filly
>You have to clean up after class
"Stupid teacher wont know art even-"
>She forgot her saddlebags
>Vengance.pmv
>You jump right into it
>An apple, some books and...
>Her ID?
>The photo is her's, but the name...
>Cheery-
>SLAM
"EEEE!"
>The door is sent flying
>Literally, it hits the other wall across the room
>THUMP
>You jump back, pressing your back against the wall
>PleaseDontRapeMe.panic
>"So iou found mi sicret"
>That's Cheerilee's voice but
>Is that a chinapony accent?
>"No rison to hide mi power level nao"
>Cheeri- Cheery LEE walks into the room, standing on two legs
>Her front hooves are wrapped in white cloth and she's wearing white pants with a stripped black and white belt
"C-C-Cherri-"
>She jumps, spins in the air and falls right in front of you
>You forget how to leg
>Your face is on the floor
>Everything fades to black
Anonymous
No.258683
258684 258685 258692

*Ding Dong Ding*

The double door entrence stood wide open as throngs of foals exited the building complex.

Anon's black mane fluttered due to the warm wind but was held down by her golden tiara with teal gemstones. A large carriage, the size of a minor house, pulled up to them. The white painted door with golden frame to the carriage was opened and a beautiful maiden mare stepped out and bobed towards Anon.

Anon nodded towards her and climbed onboard with Chocolate after her. As Chocolate passed the maid, she said, ”Uhm, thanks...”

The maid brightly smiled at her.

”Thank you.”

Anon had already seated herself in the couch in the far back of the carriage when Chocolate entered. As she walked, her eyes darted from the shiney wooden floor, to the curtain in the windows to the cabinets with refreshments and so on. Shekept staring even when she sat next to Anon.

”Yeah, it is a lot isn't it?”

Chocolate snapped her head back towards anon who unlike her, who sat upright on her haunches, laid sprawled outon the couch.

”Mm-mm.You even have a one of does hanging crystal lamps.” She pointed at the chandelier in the ceiling.

”Yeah, but I neve use it. I told mom it was a fire-hazard but she insisted on it anyway.”

Chocolate continued to look at the interior of the carriage. ”I have only rode a taxi-carriage before. I-I don't know what to say. I mean, I would have thought these things would belong a in a museum to be keep like, protected so they aren't damaged. I mean look at this.” She subemerged her hoof deeply into the couch and then pulled away. The fabric ofthe couch came back like nothng had happened. ”This is the softest sofa I ever been in.”

Anon smiled.

”I think my aunt Rarity will be pleased to hear that.”

The eight pegsus stallions that pulled the carriage began to pull it along the streets ofthe city. Soon they drove through a golden gate and onto white gravel road which had an avenue of trees.

Chocolate hadn't talked much during the ride and Anon hadn't really tried to make her either.

The door opned and the maid stuck in her head.

”We are here ladies.”

As Choco stuc kher head outside the door, she let out a gasp and said, ”Wo-wo-woah.”

Anon giggledand shook her head. She tapped her behind.

”Come on, walk,” Anon said and gestured forward.

Choco's jaw hanged as she gawked at everything. She drew her hoof at the white rock pavement. She looked at the fountain that squirted out water beams into a pool out of the mouths of satue ponies.

”You should see the one we have in the back. It has rainbows in it instead of water.”

Choco looked at her with wide eyes.

They walked up to the front entrence to the castle but Choco stood at the enterence to stare up. The building was tall as a mountain.

Inside, they were greeted by a stallion in a tuxedo who had two towels hanging over his outstretched hoof.

Wisps of green smoke flew the towels over to the two fillies. Choco looked at her towel for a moment before she saw that Anon was wiping her hooves with hers, then she began to as well.

As Choco was lead by Anon through the corridors, Choco walked right behind Anon and with an hoof's lengths away from anything nearby. Choco looked over the edge of the red carpet she walked on and saw how the wooden floor was so polished that she saw her own reflection looking back at her.

They arrived at a double door with a large six-pointed purple star emblazed on it. Anon knocked. When nothing happend, Anon stepped inside leaving Choco behind and returned shortly after.

”No, she is probably still at court,” Anon said.

”O-okay.”

Anon clicked her tongue and then chewed on her underlip.

”Wanna go out into the garden while we wait. I would have made you something-” Anon rolled her eyes. ”-but she insisted on cooking something for us. I know a great spot.”

”But won't the Queen- Uhm, your mom wonder where we are?”

”Yeah, you are right. I will tell one of the servants to inform her.”

Anon walked inside the room again. Choco looked away from the door for a moment before peeking in through the crack of the door. She saw who Anon stepped over several large tomes laying the floor one her way to neat bedside table that was next to the gueen-sized bed that was covered in a red-purple blanket. She saw how Anon pulled with her magic in a string that dangled inside a hole in the wall. Then she turned around and their gazes met.

”Oh, right. Sorry. You can come in. A servant will be here shortly.”

Choco pushed the door open and stepped inside but remained near the exit.

”That's what that rope is for?” Choco pointed at the string.

”Yeah.”

A few moments later a servant arrived and they told her to tell the Queen that they were home. Then they walked to the garden.

”They are so colorful. An-and beautiful.” Choco took a large sniff of row of orange flowers consisting of five leafs and yellow antennas in the center. ”They smell lovely.”

”There is the fountain I talked about earlier.” Anon pointed to a fountain further away which liquid had all the rainbows colors seprated but still mixed in the same pool. Choco trotted over to it with a smile on her face.

”Oh, look the ponies are different.” She pointed at the gleaming metal sculptures that spat out rays of rainbow liquid into the fountain's pool.

”Yeah, the ones in the front are earthponies, pegasi, and unicorns. And these are crystalponies, batponies, and kirins.”

”Woah. I have seen batponies and I have heard of the crystal ponies in the north but I have never even heard of a kirin before.” She grinned at a metal kirin which mouth sugguested singing but blurted out a stream of rainbow juice.

”Btw, Anon. You said you got a special spot before.”

”Yeah, I have.” Anon scracthed the side of her neck.

”Wanna show me?”

Anon swallowed.

”Sure.”


Anonymous
No.258684
258691 258692
>>258683
Anon lead the way into an area secluded by shrubbery. A hammockwas set up between two trees and above a flowerbed.

”What a view,” Choco said breathtaken.

From the hammock things went downhill and one could see all Canterlot city from here and even the mountain's cliff side.

Anon took off her saddlebags and Choco followed suit.

”Yeah, that's why I like it so much.” Anon slowly lowered herself into the hammock.

”I can see Crystal Peak high-school from here.” She pointed at a large building complex.

”Mm-mm.”

”And-” She saw that Anon was sitting in the hammock. Their gazes met and Choco grinned.

She swayed her hips as she walked over next to Anon and sat down. The hammock made it so their sides pushed against each other.

Choco began to snuggle up against Anon. Anon got a pink streak all over her cheeks.

”Uh-uhuh... M-ma-maybe we shouldeatthosecookiesnow,” Anon blurted out.

Oh, we shall.”

Choco hopped off and skipped over ot her bags. She then return holding the tip of a cookie by her teeth.

”Ehh, shouldn't you get the other one as well.”

Small holes had appeared in the corners of Choco's grinning mouth. She shook her head and placed one of her hooves behind Anon in the Hammock.

”Wait, Choco. I don't know if it hold for both of us and also- Wait!”

Choco softly body tackled Anon and so Anon fell back into the Hammock and Choco ended up ontop. The hammock swung backand forth a few times before it settled.

Anon felt a hot brath on her neck.

”Oh, I almost drop our cookie on the ground.” Choco bit down on something in the hammock next to Anon's head.

Their chest were pushed together as their front hooves embraced each other. Their hindquaters were not interlocked with each other but next to each other instead.

Choco held the cookie infront of Anon.

”L-look, one shouldn't eat while laying down. I-I could choke.”

Choco put down the cookie.

”Then you have to chew it properly which you always should anway. So in that way I am helping you to get a good habit. Now say, ”Ahh...””

She bit hold of the cookie again and gave Anon big eyes. One stare constest later...

”Ahhhh-umgh!” Anon took a large piece of the brown chocolate cookie with darker chocolate piece in it. It was sweet, crispy, and the minor piece of chocolate in it really tasted of chocolate.

Choco smiled when Anon licked of every thing she had around her lips. Choco bit down on the cookie making it fall on Anon and crumbs spreading in her chestfluff.

”Oh my. How clumsy of me.” She brought up a hoof to her chest and opened her mouth wide before she began to grin. She lapped up crumbs in Anon's chestfloof with her tongue before she bit hold of the cookie again.

She continue to feed Anon the cookie and ”accidently” drop the cookie after she took a bit until there only was a mouthful of cookie left.

Choco slowly lowered the remaining cookie piece into her open mouth but when Anon was about to chew off what was offered, Choco continued all the way in.

Her tongue dragged against Anon's insides and her tip also liked to caress Anon's tongue. Anon was busy trying to keep the cookie piece from falling into her throat but not for long. Choco rolled her tongue around it and then elevated it into her mouth.

A gasp for air could be heard from Anon when Choco pulled away and a hanging bridge of salvia between their mouth broke and drew a line from Anon's mouth to her chest. A few crunches and a gulp was heard from Choco whose lips soon again met Anon's.

Choco managed to get her lips wrapped around Anon's tongue and then began to suck on it before sticking her tongue back in again. Choco broke the kiss and planated pecks on Anon's neck.

”Woah,” Anon gasped out as she began to pant.

Choco moved her mouth next to her ear.

”I'm glad that I could impress you for once.”

Choco moved her backleg over Anon. And suddenly, she had placed her plot over Anon's crotch. For the first time Anono saw her blush a bit as she lead Anon's hooves down her back onto her flanks.

Woah,” said anon as her jaw dropped.

Anon's hooves had sunken into the fleshy flanks.

Choco sucked on the tip of her hoof.

”Does it... Does it feel nice, Nonny?”

”Yeah-haa... Is sure does.”

”You can... You know. Move your hooves as well.”

”Oh, right.”

Anon's hooves went to the rear of Choco's plot and then dragged softly her folds back with her hooves.

”Aaah...” Choco let out a little whimper into Anon's ear.

Anon, are you here!

”Wah? Waaaaah!”


Anonymous
No.258685
258692
>>258683
>>258514

Anonymous
No.258691
>>258684
I camed and farted
Anonymous
No.258692
258701
>>258663
>>258674
Everypony was Gong-fu fighting!
>>258683
>>258684
>>258685
Excellent, that lewd scene is making me hot under the collar, at least it wasn't h-hoof holding
>>258655
Oh, but you can except when you are all working/playing/living in the same area then a simple distinction can sort everyone out.
Having a pseudonym for the ponies that don't quite get it is situational. Or if Anon breaks from the mold (story purposes), but is Anonymous first as an example OccultFacade.
>>258640
Those foolish /ptfg/
>Not some dumb "anon" but a real (You)
>Claims any content he wants as his
That's kinda... sad.
I'm motivated to write a short green now.
Anonymous
No.258693
258695 258696
>>258655
When you become the filly, your name and the real names of anyone you once knew are forfeit, scrubbed from your memory. Anonymous is your name now, though you'll be able to recall your faggy writefag name if you want to go by something other than 'Nonny' or 'Anon.'
Anonymous
No.258695
258704 258718
>>258693
D-do all writefags go to Equestria?
Anonymous
No.258696
>>258693
My name is Green
OccultFacade
No.258701
258705
>>258692
>>258640
>Be Anonymous
>Actually Anonymous
>A cute green filly with a black mane and tail.
"I'm surrounded by dickheads..."
>Equestria, what an amazing first hour that was.
>Being with the real Twilight Sparkle and her friends.
>Something to treasure forever.
>Then people started appearing, inhabiting bodies that a moment ago had the original pony.
>They could only imitate the ponies that used to be there.
>A strange miasma began to apear.
>More of them wanting nothing more than to have sex with anything and everthing began to make their move.
>They weren't immune to each others aphrodisiacs.
>rape is in the air as violation after violation became more common
>Seeing Twilight Sparkle resisting the insertion of that person broke something.
>The intelligent light diffusing to a subservient dullness.
"I'll get everyone back I promise."
>Little signs the original ponies still live as the bodies sometimes jerk.
>The 'pure' OCs were cobbled together from whatever unused biological mass that was near.
>The graveyard is barren, filled with holes.
>They have the scent of decay, and a supernatural unease.
>"Noooo! Not my rear hole!"
>I've been studying them for a time.
>About a full day and night.
>They always avoid having their muzzles booped, they have no compulsion to do so either.
>It's time for SCIENCE!

>Sneaking around late at night as almost everyone was exhausted by their activities I look for a pony that's totally alone.
>A stallion in an ally covered in...
>Just boop and pray.
"Boop."
>His eyes shoot open a silent scream as some smokey force fills me.
>No! What have you done!
>It works.
>"Oh my Celestia..."
"Shhh. Shhh. I need your help getting everyo-pony. I'm Anon."
>"Timber Weave. Oh Celestia did whatever those things are get everypony."
>Damn you! Damn you!
"I think so. Pressing like I did might bring them into you, or into myself I'm not sure."
>"Right, Ponyville madness..."

>The first test subject Timber Weave booped was his friend a Mr. Mane.
>The other flowing in me once more as the body's real inhabitant awakes
>No! Why us? Fuck you...
>It's getting hard to move, or even think.

>We found an OC, the boop was...
>just as effective.
>I only tossed my cookies seven times...
>There are consequences for being made of dead things.
>I swear I'll make you miserable! You little...

>Be Princess Twilight Sparkle
>The brave stallions, and everypony else freeing each other.
>A full four months to check every single inhabitant.
>I even got to see cultural action first hoof with boops being a normal greeting.
>There she is the first one.
>Anonymous.
>The one that freed them when she could have lived as one of them.
>Nearly catatonic.
>We've captured them all.
>My mare cock throbbing to be used on the poor filly.
>Still the transformations that occurred to some ponies were different in difficulty to revert.
>Discord spent nearly all his time with Fluttershy.
>Apologizing, and weeping.
"Anonymous, All of Equestria thanks you for your service."
>Booping Anon has done nothing, but one last one for her efforts.
"Boop."
>Nothing happened.
"Here is the medal of honor for your valiant efforts, and a gift from me to you."
>Unsealing the official scoll I read for her.
>Her eyes water slightly.
>Finishing
"Anonymous, you're now my daughter."
>A small twitch trying to smile.
>To escape.
"Are you ready girls?"
>Hopefully the elements of harmony can will help.
>Maybe we all could have been friends in a different life.

>A little stone filly had an event view inside the school, the outside, and a special television.
>Students always ask why do all that for a garden statue.
>I respond that it was Discord's idea.
>We tried once more with the elements, and she remains still as stone.
>I try to have an hour just with me, and her telling her about my day reading her stories.
>Trying to be the mother that never got to be with her.
>Hopefully one day.
>Light of the new day gently blanketing my daughter.

>Time passes.

>"Mom? Twilight?"
"Anonymous?"
>Her first hug while free.
"You're really here. I- I'm so happy."
Anonymous
No.258704
258707 258711 258718
>>258695
Of course, all writefags and drawfags get to be the filly. If you don't write or draw though, you end up as Anon(human).
Lone15
No.258705
258711
>>258701
Short and sweet, nice job man.
Christ that bit about ocs being cobbled together from living tissue was fucked though. C-can you do more stuff like that?
Anonymous
No.258707
>>258704
[Happy human noises]
OccultFacade
No.258711
>>258704
Oh no, confused horse noises. To be the human is what I strive for, but I'll take what I can get.
>>258705
>Spoiler
The short and sweet, or the fucked up bit? O-or both?
Anonymous
No.258718
258719 258724 258725 258736 258753 258759 258801
>>258695
>>258704
Do you want to know what the real truth is?
There isn't an afterlife based on a cartoon show and none of us will ever get to be the filly, contentfag or otherwise.
OccultFacade
No.258719
>>258718
>Spoiler 1/2
It's not in the afterlife that's something totally different. Being there would just be life. I mean technically it could also be the afterlife too...
>Spoiler 2/2
That's just pessimistic thinking. It's a foregone conclusion that those that filly will filly and those that Anon will continue to Anon.
Unless you don't want to go to Equestria then that's a different story.
One way or another Equestria is inevitable. No mater the real afterlife those that dream, and can imagine will construct Equestria atom by atom if need be. Foundational rule of forces. In the void, the nothingness, in hell, in heaven, in reincarnation, with the guidance of the flying spaghetti monster, or the astral plane. The horse fuckers won't stop until Equestria is a real place. No being can stop the creation of Equestria.
I'd say Equestria is a real place, and those that want to be there will. Plus all the multiverse stuff makes Equestria very real.
Anonymous
No.258724
>>258718
(you) dont get a cookie, bad anon
Anonymous
No.258725
>>258718
based and doompilled
Anonymous
No.258729
258743
>Be a sad burrito
>Wait that's not right
>You are anon...The filly
>Aka Mint, green, "that one", gorgor the destroyer of worlds, cute lil thing
>And you are currently doing your best slug impression, wrapped in a blanket and leaving a trail of tears wherever you walk
>Yknow, typical saturday night
>"Comeon, anon, its only been a few hours"
>Spike just sits around a corner giving you the "I do it for free" stare
>Poor slave, he still holds hope
"SHE'S NEVER COMING BACK"
>Filly casts [Dramatic Scream] !
>It's not very effective...
>Spike sighs
>"Will you calm down if i get you some tendies?"
>Your pupils dilate
>You stare in awe at infinity, witnessing the birth and death of whole galaxies
>Somewhere in the cosmic chaos
>Somewhere far, far away
>In another world, in another universe
>A bunch of midgets wearing fedoras fight over the last chicken tendie
>You shudder and shake the thought off your head
"YOU TAKE ME FOR A FUCKING PLEB M8!?"
>If just for a second, the tiny dragon's stare goes from a goofy child to that of someone that witnessed the genocide of his whole village, just to be taken as a trophy by the enemy, sentenced to a life of a slavery under the watch of an immortal being
>"Icecream?"
"Yes please!"

>"...Is that all?"
>You snicker, looking at the little dragon wearing a "Please be patient" hat and a leash
>Hey brain
>YARR YE GREASY MONKEY
>What
>W-what!?
>Uh....Nevermind, can you, ykno, words?
>S-sure
"Now yer pivot scr- *hem* I mean, you know you cant go outside without an adult, its for your sa-
>"Anon, you're not an a-
"I KNOW"
>You scrunch, hard
"I-i mean, i wont be the one walking you around, thats why we have neighbours"
>"Suuuuuure...?"
>You open the door
>Get on the floor
"EVERYBODY WALK THE DINOSAUR"
Anonymous
No.258736
b4c.png
>>258718
>There isn't an afterlife based on a cartoon show and none of us will ever get to be the filly, contentfag or otherwise.
Reeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.
Anonymous
No.258743
>>258729
>gorgor the destroyer of worlds
I'd like to consider it a hobby: Mass Renovation.

Anonymous
No.258753
>>258718
Why don't you prove it by killing yourself, faggot.
Anonymous
No.258756
258757 258758 258785 258814
1581131497003.png
No picture of mine is complete without misspelling a simple word like a retard
Anonymous
No.258757
>>258756
>"Reee!"
"No hooves gaylord!"
>"Little children's ride!"
Anonymous
No.258758
>>258756
The filly is the righteous one.
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Anonymous
No.258759
>>258718
You, sir, are a faggot among faggots. Be proud of how far you've fallen, because it's quite an achievement to be as subhuman as you are.
Anonymous
No.258765
258788
1581095427511.jpg
Go ahead and lick something
We lick you very much
If you want to lick something
Lick us
We love to lick
We lick to love
We are love lickers.

Anonymous
No.258766
258807
anonfilly-_facehoof.png

Cashgrab Sequel, Pay Up Goyim
Lone15
No.258771
258772 258805
>Who?
>What?
>When?
>Where?
>...
>Why?
>You gasp as you open your eyes, seeing only inky blackness.
>You feel your body encased, suffocating...
>You squirm about, but it does no good.
>And it's cold, colder than...
>Well, about as cold as any snow.
>You cry out as something pulls you up.
>You were in an embankment of snow.
>In fact, this entire area looks to be one huge embankment of snow.
>"That's no place to stay. We need to move, and now."
>Who...
"Who are you?"
>"Don't pull that... shiz Anon. It's me, Little League."
"Right..."
>You can feel it all coming back to you now.
>The...
>You sniffle.
>"We need to find the others, come on."
>You nod, taking a hoof and knocking it on your head to get off some of the snow that's caked on there.
>You shiver, even though it was snowing up on that mountain the cold is far more biting here.
>You doubt you'll last long if you don't find shelter, and prospects don't look good there.
>Your best bet is to find Purple.
>You disengage your weapon from the bulky assist and check it for damage. Aside from the barrel being stuffed full of snow, there doesn't seem to be any apparent on the surface.
>Scanning the area around you, you see two holes. One of them was the one you came out of, but the other one has a baseball bat sticking out of the snow next to it.
"Did you get out of yours all by yourself?"
>League rolls her eyes and hits the snow with her hoof, causing it to pack down.
>"Remember? You can be so scatterbrained..."
"Hey! We just..."
>You hold a hoof up to your head.
>What was it you were just doing?
>There was the light, and Twilight, and then...
"Traveled between universes."
>League looks a bit confused by that.
>"Did she tell us that? I don't recall it..."
"Well, the journey took its toll on me mentally as well as physically when I first entered. We're lucky we ended up in the snow, otherwise who knows what sort of injuries we would've incurred?"
>"Right. Well, no time to lose...."
>You and League stay close and alert as you hurriedly search the landscape.
>You see a deep, narrow pit in the snow. League grabs your back legs tightly and hangs on to you while you anchor the keratin of your forehooves into the packed sides of the walls. Grabbing the bulk of something hairy with your teeth, you start to make muffled urgent sounds and League hoists you back up with superequine strength.
>Superhuman, you shit.
>Twilight lies on the snow in front of you. You hold up an ear to her mouth and find that she isn't breathing, but a hurried check of her chest reveals a pumping heart.
"League, keep her nostrils closed and her head back."
>Your friend nods and gets down on top of Twilight, doing exactly that.
>In one of the few times you're happy to be smaller than League is, you crawl under her and begin to perform rescue breaths.
>After about half a minute, the eyes shoot open and you get a mouth full of wet snow.
>Twilight hacks up icy water onto the ground.
>You want to give her the time to recover, but there's still one unaccounted for.
"Twilight! Can you do a vital scan in the snow? Cripple is missing."
>She looks right next to you.
>"I-I... sure. Give me a second..."
>She hoists herself up to a standing position.
>Her horn begins to glow, a pained look on her face.
>"Lucky you found me fast. She's not far and not deep, but she's covered. Come on."
>Twilight canters over to a seemingly flat area of the snow with a slight limp and slams the shield into it.
>The snow crumples, revealing a green head with a messy mane.
>You rush over as she's gingerly levitated out.
>"She's breathing, just passed out. We need to get somewhere warm, but where..."
>The three of you go silent as you look around.
>There's nothing but snow as far as the eye can see.
"Can you jump us again?"
>"I only know how to in theory, it's very likely the process would kill us all."
Cashgrab Sequel, Pay Up Goyim
Lone15
No.258772
258805
>>258771
"So we trek on?"
>League looks at the ground.
>"I-I'm tired..."
>She collapses in the snow.
>You get down next to her and check up on her.
"She's fine, just passed out I think. I'd say we should set up an igloo to keep warm, but we don't have any food and at this point it looks like we'll be fucked if we do."
>"I was thinking the same thing. I'm not going to try teleporting us for at least a good while. Just using that biological search spell made my skull feel like it was on the verge of bursting."
"Can you tell me about some of the Northern life you find in Equestria?"
>She just looks at you grimly as you help her get League up onto her back.
>"Let's just pray that this isn't any derivative universe of the one I know."
>...
>"See that shape in the distance?"
"Y-yeah."
>"Kill it now or we freeze."
>You lean up against Twilight, resting the 870 on her back.
"Might wanna cover your ears."
>She folds them down, and then nods at you.
>You get in position, closing one of your massive eyes and staring at the thing.
>Bang.
>The recoil knocks the damned thing right into your muzzle, and you cry out in pain.
>The cripple awakens with a bloodcurdling scream.
>"I-it's okay! We're going to live now. She killed it."
>Twilight rubs your icy mane, and the four of you press on.
>Your vision gets fuzzy as you continue, before you finally collapse too.
>Twilight hoists you up with sputtering telekinesis, groaning under the weight of three fillies.
>You hear her muttering a prayer to Celestia.
>You know that she probably knows as well as you do it'll do no good, but it'd be cruel to remind her of what she already probably knows.
>The thing you shot becomes visible.
>It's a...
>Head?
>Blood soaks into the snow all around it, a deep red. Much deeper than yours.
>"We're lucky."
>You're fairly sure you're the only one awake to hear her say it.
>"I just need to enter the mouth."
"What?"
>"Don't worry, it's perfectly safe now that you've killed it."
>You gulp, looking on in horror as you stare into the mouth of the beast.
>You can't see the eyes if they're there, but of the structure you can be sure.
>Poking just above the thick layer of snow crust is the head of a leviathan worm.
>True to Twilight's word, the mouth is wide open, as if in shock.
>Row upon row of lustrous and beautiful teeth.
>Twilight hops up, revealing that there's a two foot drop down from the 'lip' to the floor of the thing's mouth.
>She gingerly sets your two companions in one of the dry areas and looks to you.
>"Well Anon, looks like it's just you and me again for a little while. But before we can relax, there's one last thing we need to do."
"Of course."
>Twilight spears a large pustule before pouring a bottle of turpentine on it and setting it alight with a spark. She then proceeds to do the same to the seemingly empty bottle, causing it to flash before going out.
>"This creature utilizes sulfuric acid for digestion instead of hydrochloric. The reasoning behind this is interesting, but I'll save it for later as we'll likely lose our heat advantage within hours if we can't get it shut. I need to collect about a bottle full of stomach juice."
"W-why?"
>"A battery, just a door closing mechanism."
>She smiles at you warmly, the excitement of her ingenuity bright in her eyes even with her clearly near hypothermic shaking.
>"I FUCKING SVEAR IF YOU YAKS DID ANYTHING TO ZE VURM-"
>Something comes into view, more coat and snow attire than pony. Its voice is muffled underneath layers of clothing, but even so you can detect something very... unique about it.
>"Ze hell...?"
>It draws closer, until you can make out specific details amid the snowfall.
>Thick, furred boots with what appear to be metal horseshoes at the base.
>Snow goggles, a thick scarf, and a hood with fluffy lining.
>The tip of a horn pokes through the white material, also white.
>She steps into the worm without a second glance at it, and pulls down her hood.
>A short, practical-looking blond mane reveals itself, hairs going in every which direction except straight.
>You find yourself leaning against Twilight, shaking as you point the gun at the newcomer.
>"Drop ze instrument. Ve are all friends here, are ve not? I'd hate to hafe to do anything... practical to a friend."
>You notice her horn glowing a shade of dark blue and quickly drop it onto the mouth floor.
>"Excellent. I know not who you are, but for ze time being I am at least going to assume you had a good reason for killing ze vurm."
>Her face obscured, she faces away from you.
>"I am Franziska. Come vith me if you vant to live."
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>>258194
F-faggot...
Thanks, that sounds comfy. I'm not sure if I deserve it, but I appreciate your kindness.
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>>256567
Guess no one here knows who old man Henderson is.
Protip from a complete noob: Work on exposition. The blackmail, the scanning, the results and who Henderson and Kelly is all needs to be explained better in order to understand what/how/why is going on and make the story engaging.
Also half sentences are ano-
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No.258782
>>258781
I've been on /tg/ for almost as long ad it's existed
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>>258781
>Guess no one here knows who old man Henderson is.
I do!
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No.258785
>>258756
>Eqgfilly
Be careful now. You might summon Sven.

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>>258765
>Twilight will never give you a tongue bath
Why live?
Anonymous
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>>258788
ponies behaving like cats
also checked
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Alright fuckers, I'm back from an absence that I'm not too happy about, but I'm back with a fuckload of text as usual, this time for 'It's the Little Things!' Sorry to keep you all blueballed for a bit longer on my main story's cliffhanger, but college restarting massively fucks my schedule. Anyway, hope you all enjoy it!
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>>258790

"So... What now?"
>"Now, we should probably head back to my place so that we don't wake anypony up with any more noise. Isn't that right, miss grumpy? Or is it mister? What do you want me to call you?"
>If it wasn't clear from the way she was talking, the fact that Pinkie's mere inches from Astra makes the target of the statement obvious
>"Cal̙l. M̻e.̖ As̫t̪rạ."
>The sheer disgust radiating off the 'mare' almost triggers your own gag reflex, but Pinkie still seems completely oblivious
>"Alrighty, Astra! Let's go back to my place so that I can get you both situated!"
>Pinkie then leads the way back to her place, you following behind both her and Astra, much to the latter's dismay
>Once you all are there (with no mishaps, thankfully), you decide to start asking some questions
"So, Pinkie, how long have you been like this?"
>She puts on a face of deep contemplation before coming to an answer
>"A while."
"... A while?"
>A firm nod answers you
"No specifics?"
>Ponk goes back to thinking for a moment before coming back with another answer
>"At least a year, I know that much."
>"Two years, thirty-six days, four hours and 13 seconds."
>You look over at Astra, a bit concerned as to why it would know the exact numbers
>"There isn't much to do out in a perpetual snowdrift, so we count time between assimilations to pass it without losing focus."
>Fair enough
>But wait, that would put the assimilation sometime within the events of the show's timeline!
>Even more questions!
>You turn back to Pinkie, eager to ask more questions
"So all that stuff you did, like with the prehensile mane and growing a fake hand as a party trick, all those were because of this?"
>"Mmhm! It's also how I keep so many things inside my mane, I'm actually just moving them into my body through the back of my neck and back out when I need them."
>Dang, you've got a lot to learn
"Okay, duly noted."
>From here, Pink shifts her attention to Astra
>"Astra, any questions?"
>"No."
>"Are you suuuure?"
>"Yes."
>Ponk gets right up next to Astra and cocks an eyebrow at it, barely masking a smirk
>"Are you really sure?"
>"Completely."
>"Are you ABSO-"
>"W̭e̦ ̺ḥav̪e̱ ͎a̯șsim̟ila̰t̟e̙d ̣t̙w͍o be̫i̧ng̰s w͜ith ̜know̲lȩdg̺e o͔f̘ t̟h͇i̝s̞ wor̰lḑ,̣ we͇ nee̢d̖ no̦ ex̯p͓l͈a̫n͙a͚t͙i̖ons͕,̫ e̹spͅęc̞i̖al̘l̜y f͖r̨om̹ ̡o̥ne̼ of̧ ̩the̳ ͅt͈wo ̨bei͚n̥gs̖ ̥that͙ ̞ga̠ve̻ ͔us ̦th͍is kn̢o̯w̧l̝ed̟g̻e!"
>"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm... Oki doki!"
>With this, Astra releases itself from Pinkie's grasp and slinks over to a corner to sulk in a flesh pile of its own creation
>"So, any more questions I can answer for you?"
>You think to yourself for a moment, but come up with nothing
"Not at the moment, but thanks for asking."
>"No prob, just tell me if anything new crosses your mind!"
>Wait, you just found a question
"So, uh... I actually just thought of one."
>"Hm?"
"How do I avoid infecting anything?"
>"Just don't try to! Your body only does what you tell it to, so if you don't want to infect anything, you won't!"
"No matter what?"
>"No matter... Well..."
>Pinkie forms a hoof into a hand to begin stroking her chin in thought
>"Just don't get... 'Intimate' with anypony and you should be fine."
>Wait
>But how does she know that if there weren't any incidents during her quarantine?
"How do you know that?"
>"I don't, it's just a hunch. I figure that if any 'private parties' happen, it'll end up infecting your partner."
>Well, that makes sense
>"It d̙o̮e̬s͓n̪'t wo̟rk̭ ̱like ̘t̘h̫at̜ ̯eit̖h͍e̤r.̤"
>Both of you look back to Astra, now re-materializing into its disguised form
>"We do ͉n͉ot re̬p̣ro̙d̬uc̢e ̲in ̙t͓h̠e co̺nve̦nti͖onal wa͕y̠ th͙at̳ ̭th̤e l͙esse̢r̹ ͉beinͅgs ̧d͕o̪, șo͙ y̢ou̧r͈ v̖e̦r̨ṣiọn͙ ̣o͎f ̢int͔i̞m̙acy̝ h̫a͙s͇ nͅo̤ m͍o̝r̳e ͍ch̳an̥ce of̼ as̮s͓imi͓l̟ation tha̦n a̤n̠y͍ ̰o̥t̤he͉r̩ ͈f͎orm o͎f͈ ̙p͕h̻y͖s͍ic̭a̰l̙ ͎c̝ontaͅct.̤"
"So you're saying that even if I went back to my old body and came inside somepony, they wouldn't be infected?"
>"No̼t un̫ḷe̯s͉s ̗y̢ou ̯de͈si̮re̗d͓ t͕h͈e̦m̟ ̯to̼ ̡b͈e."
"Okay, cool. I'm free to go off and pick back up where I left off before I became this without any problems!"
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>>258791

>"At͓ l̺east ͇y̠ou h̝a͉ve͜ ̭fo͓u̮nd̙ s͚ome ͕j̳oy iṉ ̙th͍is."
>Astra starts walking back towards the corner, but you go over and stop it
"Don't be so down, you're still alive and even though this isn't somewhere you want to be, you've got us to help you get eased into it!"
>"D̦o̡n̬'̙t̟ you s̠ta̰rt͇ ̪wͅith t̹h̯a̳t ̭to̬o̫, ̘We've g͇o̙t̖t̬e͎n͔ ̙m̺ore t̫han ou̜r ̫fil̫l̞ ̣fr̢o̡m t̤he̢ ̥pi̗nk on̯e̦.̧"
>You take the hint and back down, letting Astra return to its corner of choice
>Astra spends the rest of the night there while you and Pink continue discussing things until you both become tired
>Pinkie asks if you want to go with her to her bed, but you politely refuse and opt to take the couch
>However, you have some other ideas
>Once she's gone, you go over to the flesh mound and curl up next to it on the floor
>We are̱ c̰onten͖t ͔h̖ere͙,͖ ̨y̟o̮u̝ ̪n̰ḙed ͚not͓ ͅs͜ta̘y̰ ne̡a̭r u͔s.͇
I'm happy being here too, don't worry.
>Y̗et y̞ou͙ said y͈ou̘ ̪w͕o̢u͖l̘d ̟cla̦im͉ a ̰p͖iec͚e̖ o̪f̱ ̗furni̩tu͚r͇e t̜o st̫ay ̩o͔n.͚
So I did.
>Astra doesn't respond for a moment, but eventually a mental sigh leaks into your consciousness
>Th̜en̠ y̳ou ̱m̪ay̱ ͙s̝ṭay͓,̪ ̻if͎ ̬you ̩t̝r͍ul͙y w͍i̞sh ̺t͎o be ͙her͈e̻.̨
>You stay silent, letting sleep take you
>Sure, you may not need it anymore, but it still feels nice
>Before you completely go unconscious though, you feel two things
>Astra's no longer feeling as irate, and some of its biomass shifts to cover you
>. . .
>Morning comes surprisingly quickly, and soon you awaken to Astra's form shifting around you
>When you open your eyes, you see that it was turning back from a pile of assorted flesh into a pony
You're up early.
>We̫ ̺nev̻er ̠slͅep̠t̤.
Oh?
>You ̥see͇m ̣to not kno̺w̨ ̙thi͚ș y̟et,͙ ̠but̯ ̖j͜u͈st͔ l̦iķe ͕ou̞r ̠k̗i͓nd ca̫n̦ c̢on̮tr̞ol ̺ǫu͕r̗ ̜b͍odies,̝ ̠w̲e c̘a̗n con̙țrol o̰u͕r̙ m͖in̤d̮s͕. ̠Sl̘eep̡ isn't ̰n̮e̗c̘e̲s̙saŗy̬,̡ ̡me̦r̢e̹ḽy ̪som͕et̤hing ͖to͜ pa͍ss̗ ͓t̬i̫me͜ wh̲il͍e ͙u͓nab̬l̪e ̨to̜ ̙ac̝c̡ọm̱pl̲i̯s̢h our͉ m͚a̩in o̗bjec̱ti̦ve̳.͍
Dang, how do I learn to do that?
>Ṭhe s̪a̠m̲e ̼w̳ay̪ yo̳u̺'̥v͕e ̰l̫ear̥n̜ḛd͜ ̙all̦ ͕of ̻y̠o̯ur o̟tḥer a̳bḭl̦i̞ṱie̖s̤ ̙up ̰t̞o̯ n̖o͙w̗, if͔ t̨ha̮t̥ ̗tre̼nd̼ ͇holds t̤r͜ue.
Huh... Neat!
>Whatcha talkin' about?
>You turn away from Astra and towards the source of the mental transmission to see Pinkie now in the room
"Not much, I just found out that I don't need to sleep."
>"I knew there was something I forgot to tell you! Thanks for taking care of that for me, Astra."
>"We didn't do it for you, we did it because we were asked."
>"It's okay, I know you just wanted to be helpful!"
>Pinkie punctuates her point by bounding to Astra's side and hugging it
>Astra responds in turn with a barely restrained snarl, which ponk completely ignores
>Let's see if we can diffuse this, can we?
"So, what's going on today?"
>Much to the brown 'mare's relief, this brings the pink mare's attention off it and on to you
>"We're going back to Twilight to finish getting all the legal stuff sorted out, and then you two can start getting your own house together."
"Cool, cool. Anything specific?"
>"I have no clue!"
>Pinkie's grin stays persistent as you stare, first at her but then more towards the ground, and recall the events of the last night
>Yeah, Twilight didn't really give any specifics
"That's fair. So, when should we go?"
>"Mmmmmmmmmmm... I'm not too sure either, I guess we can wait until Twilight calls us or until around 10 to check it out."
"Alright, what time is it now?
>Pinkie takes a moment to check a nearby clock before answering
>"It's about 8."
"Then we have time to kill, I guess."
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>>258792

>"Then I'll get out some party games!"
>Pinkie runs off to another room and kicks up a commotion there, so you sit back and wait
>Astra, however, takes this opportunity to flatten itself and hide under Pinkie's couch
Why are you going down there?
>W͓e ̜can̢ b̯ar͇ely̘ wi̼t͎hst͈a̡n̡d th̝e ̧br̭i̖e̜f̬ ̖c̫o̲nt̥açt we ͕h̩aveͅ ͇wi̜th̳ ṭhat̟ ̱m͇o̭n̡stro̟sit̩y, w̱ẹ sh̙an't ̪be̤ joinin̻g in ͖a̦ny o̪f͚ t͔he t̰o̼rtur̩ous̩ ̠ac̞tiv̟įtie̝s it̹ no douͅbt ̫wi̩l̘l̙ ̬bṛi̭n̝g ̖upon ̩us!
Dang, you really really don't like her.
>I̤n̙ y͜ou̙r own ̬wo͉r̲d͜s̗,̬ ͉'no s̥hit͎.'
Then between you and me, you're probably better off in the corner again since she'll just assume you want to play hide-and-seek.
>What's this about hide and seek?
>Both you and Astra's attention turns back towards the doorway Pinkie exited from to find her standing in it
>A few separate game boxes can be seen wrapped in tentacles and pressed against her body, while a few others can be seen protruding from places where she obviously put them inside herself for transport
>To top it all off, she even has a box of playing cards in her mouth
>However, once Pinkie sees Astra's silhouette under the couch, they are all dropped to the floor
>"OOH, I'll seek first and pretend I didn't see you there!"
>With that, Pinkie exits the room again and begins counting loudly
Sorry?
>Ỵou ne̼ed no̥t͕ aͅpolog͇ize̞, we̫ k̻n̪ọw ̡y̝o̗u͈ ̠m̹e̡aͅn̟t͙ wel̡l͎ i̺n̮ wa̲r̙nͅiņg us̘. ͓Simp̱l̤y tel̲l̠ ͅu̼s͇ t̳he b̜es̞t͍ ͔ḷo͍cation̻ ͜to̧ ̝h̩i̜d̢e ̲in ̹t̙o not̯ ͕b͓e f̪ou̖n̪d̝, so͍ tha̯t ̢we̺ m̖ąy hav̼e ̘som̮e ͉p͕ea̼c͇e for ̭th̜e͎ t̞im̨e ͕b̤ein̫g͈.͇
That depends on how small you can make yourself.
>We̬ c͖a̲nno̘t͜ ch̪an̯g̪e̢ o̢u̗r͜ ͔m̘ass, nor ca̘n we comp͕res͈s ̪it͎ be͈y̯o̮nd͓ ̫a ̙cer̯tai̢n point.͜
Well, what's that point?
>Astra crawls out from under the couch before shifting once again, this time to about your size
>T̞hi̮s̠ ͖i͇s ̳as̞ fa̠r as̯ we͍ c̝a̱n͖ ̥g̞ǫ.̻
>Huh, not exactly optimal, but you can work with it
Okay, new idea. Split yourself up into pieces and hide those pieces inside all the game boxes. Sound good?
>T̝h̬a̘t̺ ͍sh͍a̤ll s͎e͈rv͔e us ̩well̖, ͚th͜an̲k̫ ͕y̞o̝uͅ.
>And with that, Astra divides up into several smaller pieces and puts itself into a few of the different game boxes before closing them up in about the same position
>Now for your hiding spot
>You're not exactly looking to stay hidden for two hours, but you do still want to make Pinkie work to find you
>Time to test some of your abilities, maybe?
>And you even have an idea!
>First, you begin by transmuting your hooves into more broad, flat structures with something akin to gecko pads on the bottoms
>You then press one up against the wall to see if you've done it right, and since it takes a fair amount of effort to pull yourself away, you assume you have
>Now comes the trickier part!
>It takes a second, but you do manage to get your entire weight on to the wall
>So far so good...
>And after a few tentative steps, you've reached the ceiling
>One more tenuous transition later, you've reached the top of the room and begin the last phase of your plan
>You lay down (up?) and create more of the gecko pad surface on your midsection and flatten yourself out, and with perfect timing
>Pinkie calls out the magic set of words right as she enters the room again
>"Ready or not, here I am!"
>Wait, you just realized something
>How is this going to be fair if you all can sense each others' presence and discern their location from it?
>Well, let's hope Pinkie isn't a cheater!
>She casts a few glances around the room first before going back towards the couch and checking under it
>"Nope, not under here."
>Ok, so it seems she isn't so far
>Next, she moves over to the pile of games she dropped and starts moving them around into a flat sheet
>"Nope, nobody here either..."
>Pinkie spends a bit more time looking around various furniture and under it, further convincing you that she actually doesn't know where you are
>You allow yourself a sigh of relief at this, but it comes out louder than you expect
>And just as you feared, you see one of Ponk's ears twitch
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>She stops her search for a few agonizing moments, all the while you panic and realize just how open you are
>She
>Looks
>Up
>"Found you!"
>FUCK
"You wouldn't have if I didn't sigh there like an idiot, dang."
>"Oh well, now you can help me look for Astra!"
"Nah, if I helped you it'd just give away its spot since I helped find it to begin with."
>A flash of worry briefly crosses Pinkie's face before it returns to normal
>"Astra's still in this building, right?"
"Don't worry, I would've seen it leave if it changed spots."
>And just like that, Pinkie's back to business
>"So what you're saying is that it's in this room somewhere?"
>You... may have said too much
"I'm not revealing anything, Astra asked me to help it find a spot better than any other and I feel like I've done exactly that."
>"Better than any other..."
>Pinkie scans the room inquisitively again, passing over everything in it with her gaze
>"So then it's something that nobody would even think to check!"
>And with that, the search is resumed with renewed vigor as Pink tears through the room, checking literally every nook, cranny, drawer, and bin
>Whoops
>Sorry Astra, this spot won't last the 2 hours you wanted it to
>After another minute or so, Pinkie reaches the game boxes
>When she opens the first one, she immediately dumps it out and exposes the Astra fragment
>"So that's where you are! Come on out, you've been found!"
>Y̪oṷ h̲a̯ve̖ ͎o͚n͕l͈y fo͔ųnd on̟e͈ ̣sma̟l̳l̖ par͕t̬ of ͕m̞e̥, ͇no̯t ̘my ̹e͖n̺t̞ir̲ę ̮fo̜rm;̘ I ̢sh̨all̥ ̠r̳em̦ai̥n h̥i̥d̨den ̨un̥til̗ ͖you̯ ̠do̘ so͓.
>"You're in the rest of the game boxes, they're the only places I haven't checked in here and Anon told me that she would've seen it if you changed spots."
>T̻hen̥ p͓r̺o̫v͔e̙ it ̡or ̢c̪hecḵ the ̭room a̞gai̼n̢.̝
>Pinkie then grabs the rest of the boxes with various extended tentacles and exposes their contents simultaneously, revealing all the other Astra fragments
>"Proved, now who's seeking next?"
>Astra growls to itself as it recombines before going off to sulk in the corner again
"If it's alright, I've got another idea for a spot that I'd like to try now that I know more of what I can do. Is it fine for me to hide again?"
>"Sure, Astra's seeking then!"
>Astra sighs and plays along for about thirty seconds of counting before immediately finding both you and Pinkie with the proximity sensor
>"We aren't playing anymore, we have indulged you enough."
>With that, back to the corner
>"Well aren't you a party pooper."
>"It̟ ̺i̪s ̖ṱąk̳ing͎ ever͔y ͇f̺i̟b͕er ̲o͚f̧ ̬o̫u͚r͚ ͜be̪i̥ng ̯t͙o ņo̧t̩ ̭e̦s͕c̳ap͍e an͈d bu̯i̳l̞d ou͜rsel̖f̹ ̮u̺p͔ ̫t̻o̟ ͖t̘ea͓r͉ y̡ou ̦apar̙ṱ as w͎e s̘p̦eak, we w̝i̹ll̺ ͖take̹ our͓ ̘l̬e̳ave̳ a̺s ͜w̗e s͕eẹ fit."
>The amount of malice contained with that sentence seems to completely bypass Pinkie yet again, however
"Oh well, I guess it's just me and Nonny then!"
"I guess so, so I'm seeking?"
>"Yep! Start counting and I'll go hide!"
>With that, you head over to the next room and start counting
>You'll give her about thirty seconds before you head out, but you're going to try using that proximity detector yourself when you seek
>Hell, why not try it now?
>Let's see... Pinkie is...
>In the other room, still at ground level...
>Moving to behind you and to your right...
>Crouching...
>She's under something...
>... The couch!
>Aaaand thirty!
"Ready or not, here I come!"
>Time to see if you got it right!
>Sure enough, you are!
>"Darn, I was sure you wouldn't check there!"
>"A̻no̯t̪h͚e̝r ͓skill̥ lear͇nḙd̠,͕ y̘oͅu̩ c̗oṉt̤in̲ue to gr͕o̢w wȩl̹l.̠"
>Pinkie's head jerks over to Astra before turning back to you
>"Wait, did you cheat?"
"Only to see if I could do it, just in case I ever need to."
>Pink considers this for a moment, but just shrugs
>"Alright, I'll let it slide. Just save that for a last resort for the next round, okay?"
"Sure, now I believe it's your turn to seek."
>"Then I'm off!"
>Pinkie bounces out of the room again, counting loudly the entire way
>Wȩ h͎ave̠ a̼n̡ i̱dḛa f̨ǫr ͍yoṵr̬ ̤h͍idin̼g̹ ̟sp͈o̬t̹.̫
>You turn to Astra and walk over to it
What is it?
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>The shapeless mass before you opens up and forms an opening about your size underneath it
>Here,̢ w͇e̱ ̩w͔il̳l ̧k̡eeͅp̩ y̢o̪u̟ ̻con̼cea͇l̲ed͕ ͙t̟hr̝o͎u͉gh̭ ̱o̡ur ̬p̣r̰e̗se̠n͓c̟e.
Okay, but I have a few questions before I take you up on that offer: one, how will I breathe in there, and two, are you really okay with leaving yourself alone with Pinkie?
>Y̖o̯u̪ hav̙en't ne͎edeͅd to ̦br̻e̙a̺th̟e ̧ṣinc̝e ̹you͍r ͕as̱c̞e͙ns̤ion,̡ a̭n̞d̺ ̮wȩ w̱ill hold͔ ͅo̥ut̯ ̜for a̘s̮ l̹ongͅ ̡a̡s it̜ ̹t̲a̠kes t̗o get t͈he s̼ąt͈isf͙ac̠t̟ion ̧of d̗en̙y̭in̳g h͉er ̨a vi̤ct̺or͕y.
But what about what you said before? You already said you're at your limit, this'll just put you beyond it.
>Ti̱m͎e ̣ḩas̥ tau͚gh̪t ̩u͓s̗ ̺p͕a̧ţienc̳e, i̺n̤ ̖trut͜h w̲e͚ ̦s͉t͜i̼l͍l͙ h̜ave ͜a gre̞atͅ d̘e̤a̟l ̥l͔ḛf̳t ̹to dra̖w̙ f̘r̗o̘m̪. ̝O͖u̙r s̘t͍a͉te̩me̲nt͙ was m̧e͔r̤e̬ly ̜me̹a͔nt to ̗rel̫ea̖se̮ ͈u̬s͕ ̭fr̗o̟m t̡he͈ ob̤l͈iga̺tio̢n o̝f plaỵing͚ thi̫s̨ g̦ame̦ w͕i̦t̗h ̰t͈h̯at ̞pox̜.
... Fair point.
>Without further ado, you climb into the space Astra provided for you and cozy in
>The entrance closes behind you, leaving you fully encapsulated within the warm, fleshy embrace of the creature that made you what you are now
>Right on time, too!
>You hear a muffled scream from outside, presumably from Pinkie's finished countdown, before more silence
Any word on what's happening out there?
>A moment passes before Astra responds, somehow much quieter than normal
>Ṯh̬e̦ t̺umo͓r is se͚ar̟c̹hing͓ ͈f̬o͓r ̤you duti̟fu̝l̳l̠y, we w̤oul̲d͕ r̙e̘com̫m̢en̳d ͈st͜ay͚ing ̩sịl̬e̯nt̹ for̼ ͓ęve̠n ̢m̱e̮nt̙al com̗m̟uni̙c̜a̬tions̝ s̜o ṭh̨at s̢h̹e ̨d͎o̜e̲sn'̹t̯ ̲gr͉o̳w ̪wise̼ to͍ ͎your ̠locați͍o̠n.
>Huh, guess there's a way to whisper your thoughts
>You don't want to risk it now though, so you instead whisper with your voice
"Got it."
>And then you wait
>And you wait some more
>And you wait even more
>And you wait and you wait, wait wait wait wait...
>Is wait even a word anymore?
>W a i t, wait
>It's starting to sound weird now
>Look weird, too
>Who even decided that wait was spelled wait?
>Wait, am I even spelling it right anymore?
>Eh, it doesn't matter
>Anyway, where were we?
>Oh, right
>Waiting
>And waiting
>Aaaaaaaand waiting
>...
>.....
>.......
>Fuck it, you gotta know how long it's been
"How long have I been in here?"
>Astra is still silent for a small while before responding
>A͔r̢ound͈ t̟en̖ ̦mi̢n̹ut̜e̦s.
>HOOOOOOOOOOO BOY
>And so Anonymous waited, longing for release but unable to leave
>So, he eventually stopped thinking
>Clap and laugh at my supreme genius, jotards
>But seriously, you end up waiting for a fucking long time with the wait time only feeling amplified from the fact that it's nearly pitch-black in here with roughly nothing to do besides what you can do with yourself
>No, you're not killing some time by sticking a tentacle or two where the sun doesn't shine
>Imagine if Pinkie somehow figured out you were in here and Astra revealed you while you were in the middle of that...
>Okay, stop thinking of that
>I said stop, you horny bastard!
>Fast forward again to some unspecified amount of time later, Astra eventually reopens the hole
>Have you been found?
>"So THAT'S where you were!"
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>>258795

"What's going on? Astra, did you sell me out?"
>Pinkie responds in Astra's place, as you notice that it's currently in the process of reassuming its disguise
>"Nope, Astra was completely tight-lipped about it. It's just time to go see Twilight, that's all!"
"Oh, cool! Did she call, or did I really just spend the better part of two hours in there?"
>"She called, you were only in there for about 20 minutes."
>ONLY 20?!
"Dang. Well, did Twilight at least have anything to say?"
>Pinkie thinks for a moment before coming to a conclusion
>"She said... She said that Astra's legal registration is almost complete and so are the custody forms, and that a place for you both to live in town has been found!"
>That's good
>"Then we should leave and finish that off, shouldn't we?"
"Yeah, probably."
>"No arguments here!"
>And with that, you're all off to Twilight's castle to get yours and Astra's new life sorted out
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>>258796
And that's all I have written, not that this is anything small for a text dump. Pre-site-forced-de-zalgo-ing, it was almost 30K characters, so that would make it my longest ever text dump, so that's something, at least. Either way, comment and provide criticism as you want so that I can make my work better as time goes on. I hope you all have a fine day today, and may corona spare us all!
Anonymous
No.258799
>>258791
>>258792
>>258793
>>258794
>>258795
>>258796

kino AF
Anonymous
No.258801
>>258718
>he isn't DMT-induced-ideal-afterlife pilled
lol everyone laught at the hoemoe
Anonymous
No.258803
>>258791
>>258792
>>258793
>>258794
>>258795
>>258796
Looks like Thing pone Astra is taking to the mother role realy well.
Anonymous
No.258805
>>258771
>>258772
Quick! Cuddle with the pone to get worm!
>Carlos.png
Anonymous
No.258807
>>258766
Is this new? Not to shabby.

Anonymous
No.258814
>>258756
Lovely piece of work. Part of this has me wonder a little though:
Which universe are they in? Equestria, or EqG? Or are they both somewhere else and are now screaming how it's the other's fault they're both now in a universe neither of them belongs in?
>Anonfilly and EqGfilly has to try and work together in order to find a way back to the world they want to be in
Anonymous
No.258816
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2268817.gif
Gif of everyone's favorite two fillies (and Nyx) vomiting.
Anonymous
No.258817
258825 258836
2268484.png
It's the fucking human Svenstrumentality project.
So there was this for panel comic I saw... it's based on that, sort of.
OccultFacade
No.258818
>Be Anonymous
>This is it. I've been waiting for this for so long.
>"State your wish and I will grant it."
>This little fairy thing with a stereotypical magic wand floated.
>I have just one wish.
>My dog and best friend barks obviously shocked at the creature.
>My wish is to be an Anonfilly in Equestria!
>"What a selfless wish, in return you too will gain your most self interested wish."
>Everying fades to white.

>"Anonymous wake up."
"Ughhhh just ten more minutes."
>"The prince requested your presence."
"Ugh..."
>"The prince will do you know what with you if you don't get up."
>Just thinking of his hot tongue jolted me
>or his heavy body pressing down on my filly frame.
"Thanks, Purple."
>"I'll leave you with the prince. You know how he is this early."
>Down to the yard in view of everypony I make my way to him.
>His desire, and intent clearly evident.
>Getting as close as I possibly dare I speak.
>I can feel his presence radiating from being so close.
"Who's a good boy! You are! You are the good boy!"
>Getting the stick he patiently brought I toss it.
"Go fetch!"
>The sun rises as ponies gleefully say what a good boy my dog is.
>Fluttershy actually became more assertive, in a good way, with my boy around.
>Even Rainbow Dash also plays sometimes.
"You're such a good boy!"
Anonymous
No.258819
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2259491.png

Anonymous
No.258820
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snowfilly.jpg
There was a bunch of snow here today, so I decided I'd try to build a snowfilly
pic related
Anonymous
No.258821
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Reee.png
>>258820
>tfw the photo's sideways because I only have my phone as a camera and I don't know how to strip the exif data myself
Anonymous
No.258822
>>258821
You know you can use the flip screen function to change the camera from portrait to landscape, right?
Nueve
No.258824
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PonkCollar.png
Wow, this one last under one month. Maybe we not dead after all. New Bread!
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OccultFacade
No.258825
>>258816
Great animation!
>>258817
Oh my, at least it isn't as lewd as hoof holding, the furthest they can go is with hands.
>>258819
Drinking Dyx under the table not only sounds like a lewd idea it's just as dangerous.
>>258820
That looks really cool!
Wew, amazing everyponer!
>>258824
Hurray! We aren't dead!

Anonymous
No.258827
>>258820
I've always wondered how Anonfilly would look like if she was a snow version of Jabba the Hutt.
Anonymous
No.258836
258837
>>258817

Anonymous
No.258837
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>>258836


Anonymous
No.258860
>>258837
Daw
Anonymous
No.258946
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1860197__safe_artist-colon-happy harvey_twist_oc_oc-colon-filly anon_comic_female_filly_food_ice cream.png

Anonymous
No.258998
>>258946
We've got a new thread ya cunt.
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