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Anonfilly Thread - Howdy Edition
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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):

>I'm a contributor.
Great! For writers, just notify All Nighter Fgt Lone15, so you can have your green added 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: >>292891 →
YAY. Thanks for new Filly thread.
Forgot to say Howdy!
Howdy at last.
HI, ME!.png

Howde- oh shit, she's coming! Cheese it!

Well, suppose the ruse is up, the ride for this is nearly over.
Howdy Applejack.

I can't describe what I feel.

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i hate twilight so fucking much
Purple knows.
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I wish for filly to pee in my mouth.
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>And this, our latest filly model, can hold gallons of cum while maintaining the ability to REEEEE on demand
I wish for filly to spew all of her marecum on my hands.

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Where are the greens????????????
Hiding under the sea of 'Oh fuck where did the time go' and 'Have to get this other damned thing done'.
It'll come from me... sometime...
Been working on a few filly-related things, god only knows when I'll post one though.
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>Pinkie Pie said hasn't seen Anon anywhere.
>Despite looking everywhere nopony has seen anything.
>"I'm sure she'll show up, Twi! Why she might be right under our noses!"
>In the basement just below them, a hoarse mini horse writhed against her chains.
>The previously human filly woke up here, somewhere the blindfold, gag, and bindings hindered any attempt to learn more, today was supposed to be Ponk's special day.
>Various chains rattled, and pony like voices try to speak.
>Only moans and grunts if any thing at all is heard.
>"Finally silly goose you're awake, I even had to go tell Twilight I never even saw you which I didn't cause of my blindfold see? Oh wait I've also put a blindfold on you so you can't see. You might be wondering why do this Ponk, even though my name's Pinkemena Diane Pie, though Pinkie Pie is nice and short unlike the fucking we're going to have. When you said 'fuck you' I went *GAAASP* cause then I can do my fourth favorite pastime without those sad posters going up now we get to all play gangbang together! Isn't that fun!"
>The clip clop of Pinkie, and the startled voices are the only indication something is amiss.
>Penises, fluff, and vaginas are rubbed over you and vise-versa.
>The clinking of metal on metal rises above the raspy moans and whines.
>"Don't worry everypony nopony will miss any of you! With big dick Pinkie energy and the mirror pool nopony will ever be the wiser."
>No one in the rape basement escaped the lifetime of fuckening, and all is still good in Equestria.
>No pony the wiser.
>BDSM filly
Fillys in paris.jpg
I wanna get filly drunk and make her run up and down stairs untill she's all hot and sweaty.
This filly is not impressed.
you just wish you had some fat mare nuts pressed to your face. fag
You mean tits?
what ever you say, homo.
My Little Pony - Anonfilly - No U.png
Never knew I needed this
Pretty gay fam
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Well, Anonfilly is officially unbanned back on /mlp/. So what happens now?

damn years later i wasn't expecting this shit
i suppose since lewd is still banned there, this can be the official foxy filly thread

at the very least this can now become the kysfilly triggering station

i'm not sure how trustworthy the nu/mlp/ people are though, i mostly see rampaging faggotry and filly only in autistic ponytown form
I agree on still using this place for the >too hot for /mlp/
filly art.
Possibly only on /mlpol/ could filly say zigger to niggers and gold diggers in a snicker. Hopeing colorcode is right.
Twilight SpArkle
_________PiNkie Pie
_____ RainbOw Dash
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Welp. I guess this general will be more dead than usual.
Wasted trips
if we can attach and specify this as the lewd thread on the other one im sure itd pick up
not like there's much exposure here normally, and some anon already got their lewd ass filly nuked to high hell
>You've been turned into a filly for making an extremely successful business.
>Lovestia Incorporated, a living Celetia sex doll solution.
>The Princesses weren't too pleased with how many ponies wanted to sleep in, and in a tug of war between one experienced pony and thousands of virgin magic users it was a close match up.
>So you had some of your personal Celestias and Momlestias help move the sun correctly.
>It's why you arn't banished or told to stop your business.
>The princesses have some pretty interesting kinks, of the princess mare pile kind.
>The other reason is that Princess Celestia can go about town as a normalish pony.
>The other other reason is that hearing about tens of thousands of The Princess of Equestria, who defeated Discord and banished Nightmare Moon, would be a pretty terrible place to start an invasion.
>Your newer model by royal demand by Luna is proving also to be extremely successful.

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is she really
Yep, under the condition of nothing sexual.
Huh? Can't be.
Welcome back, (you) degenerate.
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>under the condition of nothing sexual
lol what's the point then
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No lewd roleplay. Lewd green is fine.
Excellent Picture Harvey
At just the picture
Hunh the more I look the more I understand the real situation the subtle hilarity grows more and more.
Some say a picture can say more than a thousand words. This picture, just told a joke where the dawning realization brings about more humor with each passing moment. Especially when one considers the states the characters are in and how much they know.
Every interation brings with it a full story that speaks to the mind and soul for a balm in this day and age. No, more than a full story as each consideration can bring about a new tale. For an epic collection of Anonfilly and Anon in bed.
As the ouroboros tale of self realization of myself, and the connection to this master piece, here is two poners and you deserve many many more.
So this thread on /mlpol/ has a purpose still? Based.
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>Faggots already discussing going back
So quickly you've forgotten that it was that faggot twimod that banned us off the board to begin with, with the cocky declaration that if no one remembers us in 5 years, we're not worth fighting for.
A hoof pushed the door opened and in entered Anonfilly. She was glad to be home.

”I'm back!” she hollered.

The outside had been decorated in ballons and streamers. A sign with lamps lightning up after each other in a trail read, ”Welcome back home Filly!”

But inside was another story entirely. It was black and silent as in the grave.

”H-hello?” Anonfilly aksed again a bit unsure this time.

The light that came in from the door revealed one thing about the room though. There was a cake standing on a round table in the center of it.

Filly smiled when she saw the cake and walked up to it. Written on it in puffy cream was written, ”Welcome back filly... Forever!”


The door shut and trapped filly in darkness.

Fillly gasped in fear. Then she heard the distinct voice of Barneyfag behind her chuckling at her.


The last thing filly remembered was the loud buzzing of a chainsaw.
Don't nothing wrong with watching someone eat their humble pie
I'm all sorts of fucked up
Eh fuck /mlp/ this is the only filly thread as far as im concerned.
Cringe but also based.
Anon - Pony 156.png
Not to be a wet blanket, but I can't help but get the bad feeling Anonfilly might just get banned from /mlp/ again if things keep going the way they do in that thread right now. But hey, here's hoping that I'm wrong.
Has that mod who did all that been kicked out from moderating? Is that why Anonfilly is allowed again? Or is that mod merely pretending to allow her so he/she can get "legit" reasons to perform a mass ban on people posting Anonfilly or something? I just can't help but get a bad feeling about this. Only time will tell.

Proud Filly.
So i guess these threads are going to die now? With everyone just going back to /mlp/.
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Sorry newfag, your shilling is denied.
I didn't know you were even still here, Ausfag.
There's more than one ausfag here.
Considering people are already talking shit about mlpol on /mlp/. Are you really surprised?
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Look like you don't get it. Even artist are moving and it's look like they are more than happy that follow the rule of NO LEWD if they want to being there. So yeah, RIP anonfilly here and RIP lewd anonfilly in general. Censoring won at the end
>t. too new to know where this very thread is from
Guy does have a point that pony threads here should be more active.
That's obviously a different anon replying in the second post on your screencap, and sadly /mlpol/ doesn't have enough pull to keep the thread sustained, much less a splinter of a splinter. During the thread's time here there were multiple times doomfags whined about how it was "dying", and it can't be denied that even this thread has been slower here.
The thread's been confined by the rules of /mlp/ since it began, and the only changes from moving here were the far better mods, the far slower board, and the loss of fresh blood. Nothing's being "censored", and lewd pics will be made and linked offsite from /mlp/ just like they always have been.
>there were multiple times doomfags whined about how it was "dying",
Yeah. It reminds me of the anonfilly Discord faggots bitching all along about /mlpol/....... and however, the filly thread is still here.
nah, I think it's finally time to put this thread to rest
dream on.gif
Keep dreaming kike.
This filly demands her greens.

How about a conspiracy? Do you think that they let filly return as a form of indirect attack at mlpol and that was their real target all along?
Mlpol had been getting attention from elsewhere the last year up to now, with the antifa-network thread, the aryanne posting on mlp during the derpibouru mod... fiasco, the fahreneighor was it marenheit? art-package, a lot of bait and shill threads, and the birth of ponerpics. I have seen many new faces lately, more than I usually do.
Perhaps this is a method to weaken this chan because they have started to see us as a threat to them?
This. 4chan is trying to reclaim anonfilly after abusing, defaming, and ultimately evicting filly for years. Its damage control, set in motion by g5. Hook just cant help trying to squeeze extra 4chan passes from the fandom.
Thanks to all the fillies who have made mlpol their home. We love you, and you'll always have a place here.
What about /mlh/?
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What would be a good name for an exploration spaceship?
also to honor the board owner
It is not an easy question to answer (my two trying too hard attempts)
Caballio Stella
Caballio Iter
How about Aeneas?
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What about Celestia's Absolutely Thrrrrobbing Space Ship.
The S.S. OP:
Filled with space seamen, and faggots,
it operates when no one is around it, OP's loading bay is wide enough for anything to dock
If hit fast enough hot air is released, and calls of distress just increases the chances of being raided.
Finally it's mission is finding foreign artifacts and life to be put inside. With and without lube.

Only in good fun.
The names suggested are good.
I already am home.
fuck the kike 4chinzz mods and their tulpa banning anti flank barbieshit faggot board
USS Enterprise.
"Green Hoofies, you're the cutest!" I say and pull the green filly into a comfy embrace. Yup, that's right. It is one of those.
>She tries to push me away with her tiny hooves.
>I push my cheek towards hers and rub it in.
>"Anon, you're insane. I'm guy. I used to eat hamburgers made from the flesh of bald eagles. This is gay," the green filly says.
>I smile and comb aside her black fringe.
>Then I plant a kiss on her forehead.
>While she still glares at me, she can't stop the pink blush from forming on her cheeks.
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Sorry for the wait.
Anonfilly was not the imposter.
F, poor filly
Slight change. Felt it needed sunbeams
Happniness is a warm poni
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>tf into anonfilly.
>You get orally >raped by a human Anon.
>You swallow all of the cum he had to produce for you.
>You notice your body heating up a little bit, but it rapidly cools as a horn and wings emerge.
>You find out that swallowing human cum turns ponies into alicorns.

Wat do?
Suck his dick until you turn into a biblically accurate angel consisting of nothing but wings and horns
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Now is it eating human cum or did we just discover we're the princess of head? Further tests are needed
>the princess of head
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>>301914 →
// I Do Not Like Them Anywhere
// Story: Trust Once Lost
// by Greenhorne

I took a moment to compose myself before I went back into the classroom. Not that it mattered anymore. Maybe I could just pretend that they all didn’t exist? It had never worked before, but who knows. Maybe this time they actually would leave me alone if I ignored them.

I took my seat at the desk and kept my focus on the blackboard. Cheerilee had drawn out a calendar on the board, and it was complicated. After I’d heard that there were one thousand days in a year I’d expected that the lengths of months would be similarly round numbers. Perhaps ten months of a hundred days each? That would have made sense. Instead, there were twenty four months in a year, each with either fourty one or fourty two days, plus another seven days at the end of the year that weren’t part of any month at all.

Rather than being ahead of other ponies my age, I found myself unable to even remember the months of the year. I really hoped I wasn’t going to be called on again to answer a question, since I would certainly make an even greater fool of myself.

This lesson was about how to calculate the number of days between two dates on the calendar. The example was calculating Twist’s age in days. She was eight thousand three hundred and fifty three days old.

Wait a minute.

If I’m eight or nine years old here, and a year is a thousand days, that means a year here is worth like... three earth years. A bit less, since it was three six five rather than three three three on Earth.

I lamented that I didn’t have the dexterity with this body to write out the math, but I could still estimate easily enough. Three eights were twenty four. Three nines were twenty seven. A bit less because slightly more than a third, although if I was eight or nine I could still be nine and a half.

My age hadn’t changed. It wasn’t that this body was younger than my body as a human, it was just that ponies aged painfully slow. 

Though it hardly mattered, I realised that I actually could figure out when my birthday was in this world by calculating the number of days I was alive as a human, and adjusting it to this world’s calendar.

I was making a number of assumptions here. I knew they used twenty four hour days here, and sixty minutes in an hour, sixty seconds in a minute. I could tell that by looking at the helpfully labeled clock which had both minutes and hours labeled (no doubt to teach foals how to read an analog clock). How long was a second? Was it the same as earth? How could I tell how long a second was? They felt the same subjectively. If acceleration due to gravity-


My eyes were closed in concentration so I didn’t see who was trying to get my attention. I ignored it.


I was suddenly reminded of the episode where Diamond Tiara tricked Applebloom into getting caught passing notes, and a flare of anger rose inside of me.

Snapping my eyes open I turned to face the direction of the sound, only to find myself glaring at... Applebloom.

“Green, you can’t sleep in class,” Applebloom whispered, “You’ll get in trouble.”

I swallowed and nodded, feeling guilty for the look I’d just given her.

At the end of class Cheerilee motioned to me with her head like she wanted to speak with me again, but I pretended not to see it. I didn’t want to talk to her.

The Crusaders were taking their assignment of guarding me perhaps a little too seriously. As we left the schoolhouse they made sure I was at the center of their little herd. It made me feel awkward to have one of them walking behind me, but whenever I lagged too much, Scootaloo would circle around behind me again. Her face was still bruised, and I wanted to keep her where I could see her.

“What are you doing here?” Applebloom accused.

Somehow Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon had managed to sneak up on us without me noticing. Diamond ignored Applebloom and spoke directly to me. I felt my temper flare again.

“Mrs Cheerilee says I have to apologize to you.” Said Diamond Tiara.

“Ok.” I tried to keep my voice neutral.

“Aren’t you going to accept my apology?” She asked

“Please never speak to me again.” I said

Diamond Tiara huffed.

“Wow, I thought maybe you were cool but-”

I wanted to break her stupid face. In that moment, she was every bully I'd faced in my life.

“Fall down a well, Diamond Tiara.” I interrupted

She smirked.

My chest felt like it was going to burst if I didn’t scream. My coat stood on end. My eyes stung, and I felt like I was going to cry.

A painful spark arced from the tip to the base of my horn, and a pulse of air blew back Diamond’s mane for a moment.

My body felt numb. I was going to pass out.

Breathe. Don’t lock your knees. Focus.

Okay, kneel then, but don’t - 

The grass was so soft.

Just don’t close your-

“Green,” said Applebloom, “Are ya alright?”

Why was I on the ground? Oh right. I fainted.

Embarrassed, I quickly got up. The world was spinning a bit and I felt nauseous.

“I’m fine.” I said. “What happened to Diamond Tiara?”

“She, uh,” Said Scootaloo, “She kinda called you a blank flank loser and went to tell Ms Cheerilee that you attacked her with magic.”

My horn hurt.

“Great.” I said.

“That was so cool,” Said Scootaloo, “Your eyes were all glowing and then it was like wumf and everything got blown away from you and even I could feel the magic and I’m a pegasus! I think Diamond was scared there for a moment.”

I sighed.

“All I’ve done is show her that she can make me so upset that I faint.” I grumbled.

“Why do ya hate Diamond Tiara so much?” Asked Applebloom. “Ah mean, ya’ve only just met her.”

“I don’t like bullies.” I said. “I thought maybe I was over it, but whenever I see a bully, it just comes back.”

I wanted to cry again.

“Don’t worry Green!” Said Sweetie Belle, “We’ll help you find your cutiemark and you won’t have to worry about getting bullied anymore.”

“Were it so easy.”
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Solves everything.
Oof, I wonder if Filly is going to be demoted into kindergarten level to ease into her body and powerlevel.
Magic Kindergarten!
I wonder what fate is worst for Twilight, being demoted to Magic Kindergarden with Anonfilly, or regretting creating the "school of friendship" if Anonfilly ever enrolls.
Maybe try discussing either scenario.
>You find out human cum turns anypony who drinks it into alicorns.
>You find out you’re so good at sucking d*cks that you are made the princess of head.
>it's not like you liked sucking dicks.
>It just sort of
>Be normal Anonfilly
>Heading back to Purple cunt's place.
>The cool gal she is actually taught you the spell to get your dick back, and it's on your mind.
>It's a fairly clear street, then Rainbow 'cocksoppet' Dash crashes into you.
>Your unihorn going right up the cooter.
>Like so far up all you see is a winking clit, and it's fucking scary.
>A damned meatboi trying to break the blue barrier with its red and pink coloration.
>So scary the horn goes zippy zap.
>It does the first spell you've been thinkin' aboot.
>The red boxing glove clit punches right out boops your nose
>as you are about to yell in terror
>it goes in and down to the base the whole whopping 34 inches of magical meat
>The horny horn keeps shooting in panic at the situation.
>Then it expands from a pencil dick to a barrel keg.
>Then two big fat ones sock you in the eyes from the magical blue beyond.
>As you start to choke Rainbow dickin' Dash starts to move
>In an instant the rods reaching down to your depths pulses with life that's now also fleeting from your eyes.
>This is how you die, not cumming inside Rainbow Dash, but Rainbow Dash cumming inside you.
>The least the blue speedy fast could do is return the favor in your final moments.
>As if hearing your final wishes, she sucks your clit where your dick used to be. Fucking magic portal shit.
>As you shake and shudder from everything that happens, and your mind straining agasint the death to come
>She cums
>From the very end to the tippy top everything turns white.
>"Anon!? The fuck did you do to get here?"
>Still white, but also Celestia too. What a trip.
"Hunh, I'm not chocking. Dunno Sunslut, where is this? The land of the dead?"
>"Land of the- No! This is where ponies who go above and beyond who fundamentally change the world become alicorns. Anon, you're an alien with multitudes of technologies and a whole world to pull from. So what did you do."
>On one hand saying you were so baller at sex you became a sex god, on the other literally anything else.
>"You know what I'll just look-"
>It was too late, Princess Celestia sat stunned as her waterworks ran faster and faster at every mishap.
>"Anon, you're now the princess of Head in every offical document that's what it'll be signed as. I just want you to know the decision wasn't easy to choose that name, but after the crayon incident with Blueblood I think you'll find it in your heart to understand why."
>That's a low dirt blow.
>"Not as dirty as your new princessly duties."
>Oh shit she can read your mind!
>"No, that's just how well I know you."
>Suddenly a blue pegicorn apears with a rainbow mane.
>She when speedyfast through time and space, as per usual, through the land of the dead back around to the land of the living
>Past Discord's pad, and shooting through the stars. The exact details were a little murky, but the long and short she was worried about you.
>So thus Rainbow crash'ntumble Dash became the princess of Awesome (Loyalty).
>Equestria basks in the two more Alicorns, they can't help but wonder who will be next.
>"Hello cheeky scrubs."
"Hi, I'm Princess Twilight Sparkle not cheeky scrubs."
>Be Twilight Sparkle
>The not really hidden pasture with farms and beautiful buildings is a good sign of the fast bonds Equestria and this tribe will have.
>The Kirin apparently have a long lost sister tribe founded by Awunawneehmus.
>Bit weird, but the culture difference is so great these kirin are banned from public discourse, and even freely entering the kirin village.
>"Sup you slick cunts. What slutiness you up to now tripfag Johnson."
>"'Bout to eat tendies ur mum made after I railed her last night the loose cunt."
"How could you say something like that to your friend!"
>"Calm down newfag, he's only a leaf."
"Calm down! That's despicable!"
>"Exactly cunt, that's what the dog said behind the maple tree."
>"See when a leaf and dog maybe a bit of vegemite get togther he pulls out the cunt buster and sticks it in."
>The foul mouthed kirin pulls out a set of poster sized pictures.
>Puts his-
>"Please stop."
>"That's what the dog said."
>This is serious, maybe I should have brought everypony along.
>"Thinkin' of bringing in some redditors to fill out your opinion."
>A different kirin seeing the commotion begins to speak.
>"Aye, BIBIE got the best bants around. Even if rehashing old bits gets stale sometimes."
"Bib E? What does that mean? What's a bant."
>"Best Image Board In Equestria. There you've been spoonfed."
>"Did someone say Twilight fucking Sparkle?"
>"Oh shit the oldfags are up."
>Oh they have nametags, those kirin over there have Anonymous engraved on it.
>They might be older than princess Celestia with that much floof.
>"Twilight Sparkle, well looks like we did it Anonfillies, now comes the hard part."
>Togther they nod.
[b]>"To have the momfu!"

>"I call dibs on Twiggles. Say Twilight could you adopt us please?"
>A headache begins to form.
>If only you had Applejack's cider to dull the edge.
>Instead they hoof over Kirin beer.
>It was 50/50 chance if it was piss filled or not
>It was all in good fun, for the keks.
>Somehow thosands of years ago they made nearly perfect recreations of your flank.

Inspiration what if Anonfilly was a kirin. What if she made her own group. What if it was modern image board culture. What if it was a really long time ago.
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woah lewd
whoa cute
>no winking clits
Absolutely disgraceful.
>Be Anon, probably
>Your head hurts from the sexy Pinkie Pie party last night.
>Somthing is rubbing on your little buddy, it's hard not all that pleasant really.
>Rubbing your hands over your face all you feel is hooves
>Your eyes shoot open
"What the fuck?"
>In the air bumping on the ceiling of your house is your dick in the shape of smug Pepe
>To your right is Pinkie and...
>that's horrifying
>Something about a balloon contest and making a hat
>That doesn't answer why the fuck you're a little pony with a firetruck long dick.
>Then Ponk touches you below the balls, into a wet cavern.
>Above the anus.
>Just another fucking day in Hoers land.
>inb4 somepony turns on the fan
>wat do?
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>you take your spaghetti dick and wrap it around the bed frame
>better yet this is the second floor of your house so it'll work
>wrapping the pe-noose around your neck it's time
>to neck yourself
>vid related (first spoiler)
>doing a flip off the window sill you made a slight error.
>You were a small filly, the spines of ponies were incredibly stretchy
>swinging out of house you run right into the wooden wall
>slowly sliding until you're three inches from the ground
>You can still breath
>if any pony asks, it was all under duress of a bad wakeup and nightmare
>it's been half a day and ponies are walking by and saying hello as if everything is normal.
>Fucking hoersland
>Not just that they start making puns of varying degrees of wit.
>"I see you're all tied up."
>"Hanging around outside when you should be at school."
>"That neck tie darling has some body to it."
>"Woowee we have a pully or two if yah ever need a job."
>"Anon if you wanted to go bungee jumping you should have invited me too!"
"That's what happened, now would someone please change me back to normal."
"At least help me down."
You're so cute.
That's hot.
freak the fuck out, then get your dick and put it back where it belongs before asking Ponk what the fuck is going on
>Be Green Clover.
>Your head hurts badly.
>You close your eyes and press your hooves to it, partially because the light is quite bright and partially because you think it might help with the pain.
>You can hear murmurs in the backlit dark behind your eyelids, a strange combination of yelling and galloping.
>Soon, you feel that you are alone.
>And warm, hot even.
>You start to sweat.
>The light is getting brighter beyond your lids.
>You focus on remnants of conversation you picked up before you were brought here.
>"Take her to the edge of the charted areas, if anything goes wrong she should be safe there."
>"Of course princess."
>She kissed you goodbye and gave you one last tight hug.
>Something tells you you won't see her again.
>Calling her that doesn't feel quite right.
>She did this to you.
>Oh god.
>God? Who's that?
>But she...
>Took you away.
>Before this, you mean.
>Literally took the...
>You out.
>Some of it is coming back, faded memories of the hospital, Little League...
>You concentrate through the heat, trying to recall as many things as you can.
>Some of it isn't returning.
>Maybe the spell that was keeping your memories from you was...
>You really have no idea.
>Well, you suppose it doesn't matter much if you get your memories back, considering the fact that you're probably going to die here too.
>The lesser elements, that was what you think she mentioned was the threat here.
>You open your eyes, even though you know it probably isn't a good idea.
>You have to see.
>Off in the distance, there's...
>Shouldn't a shockwave of this magnitude killed you?
>Shouldn't the heat have killed you?
>You look back, and see that the guards who took you here are convulsing on the ground.
>You walk over to one and touch him softly, and he wheezes before coughing up a thick globule of blood and mucus.
>Fuck, guess that's not going to work.
>You remember something called hands.
>Computers, shitty food, people...
>Most of them shitty but a few diamonds hardened by the pressure.
>This place isn't safe, but you have no idea where to go from here.
>The World's End Resort had plenty of food, toiletries, and pretty much everything a pony could want stockpiled.
>You're the last one alive now, you're pretty sure.
>You're not even sure why you would think that, but something in you tells you that it's true.
>There are forces beyond your understanding at work here.
>You lounge back in the lawn chair on the edge of the ocean, watching waves flow over the surface of the massive parabola and crash down into the tower of water.
>You're no nigger science man, but you speculate the odd gravitational phenomenon comes from the sun and moon being closer to this planet.
>That and the fact that the planet has probably mostly been destroyed.
>You know it isn't your first planet, not even your first of this planet, but you can't help but feel a pang of regret as you watch the occasional massive corpse of some unfortunate sea predator break the surface of the waves and fall hundreds of feet into the water below.
>You carefully bring the fancy glass (you can't remember what they're called, but they usually hold martinis in the movies) up to your lips and drink in the stinging, aromatic liqour.
>It's not as if you don't have water supplies, and even when you run out you can set up evaporation vessels to purify ocean water.
>Drinking just makes it easier.
>The world ended, and you weren't able to do anything about it.
>You were useless, stuck as a little filly both in body and mind.
>All because you wouldn't suck milk out of a fucking tit.
>You pour the remainder of the beverage into your muzzle and scream, throwing the glass.
>But of course, it doesn't even shatter against the sand.
>Just makes a bit of a 'tink' and rolls...
>Pathetic, you can't even rage properly.
>Maybe you were luckier than the others though, you got to enjoy some of the things that normal fillies do.
>Playing RPGs, having friends...
>The other green fillies bore more scars than you did.
>Aside from these marks on your flanks...
>Burned in, branded for all to see.
>But one of them was missing a leg, and they both had this awful stare, like something fundamental inside of them had been taken away.
>The worst thing that happened to you after your attempted murder of mind was that your best friend killed herself, even though you wouldn't know the significance of her death again until a few days ago.
>You felt guilty, but you kept telling yourself that none of this was your fault.
>But then again, you were the only filly who lost her memories...
>The path that you took was writtten by you and...
>You inhale sharply as sobs begin to wrack your body.
>Maybe if you cry for long enough, you can drip your essence into the sea.
>Food supplies are still holding out, but you've run out of all the things you love.
>In retrospect you should have saved them for last to give you a pick-me-up before you starve to death, but that's a long way away.
>You're lying down in one of many beds that you've slept in (they were almost all pre-made and you're lazy) when a sound comes from outside.
>Something alive?
>You hurriedly throw off the covers in a mess and gallop out the door onto the sandy beach, looking around.
>Something lands right behind you, and you feel incredible dread.
>You don't want to turn around, but you fear it'll kill you if you don't, so you do so in one quick motion.
>The corpse of a mare.
>Ms. Cheerilee.
>You frantically try everything you know to resuscitate her, but after about an hour you're too physically exhausted to continue.
"Why you of all ponies..."
>Your voice sounds strange in your ears, it's been forever since you used it.
>You hug the cold body of one of the few good ponies you knew from this place close.
>You're not sure if you're more filled with rage or pain.
>After all, her corpse couldn't have ended up here naturally like it did.
>Someone or something is fucking with you.
Fuck yeah green time!
Here's hoping for the best
<freak the fuck out, then get your dick and put it back where it belongs before asking Ponk what the fuck is going on
>Litte pony with a balloon dick shaped as a meme.
>Panko touching a naughty spot your personal pony pussy that didn't exist
>The room is still dark as the sun hasn't risen yet
>Keeping kalm
>Everything is just perfectly fine-
>Pink's hoof is lodged right up there with a grip of velvet covered steel.
>You can't move from the bed.
>You're reeling your dick in cartoonishly rope after rope of inches for bit- prefect pony waifus.
>A little haranguing and it's almost close enough if this was a sausage factory.
>Then ponk yawns.
>That's really almost cute, but you have problems
>The last few wtfbbq knots are undone
>"Yawn it's too early after the party we had."
"Pinkie, I need your help and an explanation."
>She jumps up, ready for anything.
>"Wowie Anon, just look at where all your man meat went."
"Ponks, please why am I a smole hoers."
>"I dunno, maybe that's why your penis is so fun to play with. It's full of man goodness!"
>Frankly you don't fully trust Purple after those mysterious tests not to just disappear your rod and memories.
>The poor pineapple pizza had it coming, but...
"Panko help?"
>If all else fails you'll do your best to put things back together.
>She's unnaturally quiet
>Her hair deflates
>"Sorry Anon, Twilight said yesterday might be the last day to be who you were before the fact you're alive at all is a miracle."
>She then starts to perk up.
>"You might remember all the times something like this almost happened now!"
>What does she mean you remember
>She leans in for a kiss
>A deep kiss
>Something clicks
"My face, my name, the last week. All these years and I never could remember."
>The these two weeks was about every pony you knew coming to terms with your illness, that you would be gone for good.
>More of a vegetable than living being.
>But you're still here, changed but unbroken.
>Fuck yeah green time!
Thank you every green poster.
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Wonder if some drawfag can make a version of this with a Chinese grandmother/factory worker being the presenter.
I'll take three right now!
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I want an anon-daki for my Anonfilly plush now.
Anonfilly - sweating - shocked.jpg
>those hooves
>Be the fastest thing alive
>Running around at the speed of sound you've seen nothing about a terrible menace that means mean machines.
>Everything of his shut down once the time device going back to the start of Dr Robotnik's rise to infamy bridged the worlds.
>With everybody free from his clutches that looming worry hovers over quite a few old timeline Mobians.
>None of your friends have heard anything either, and usually that is a chance to kick back and relax for a little while.
>Tails is coming over
"Guess that means it's almost party time."

>Ponyville Crystal Castle
>Be Princess Luna
"Anonymous, Anonymous where are you?"
>Hushed foalish giggles come from underneath you.
>Try as she might the adopted brilliant foal still was a foal.
>The poor filly tries so hard to not bust out laughing from the foalish behavior.
"Hmmm, she's not to my left."
>You make grotesque comical movements as if searching the new royal hall.
Sweeping back you match words with actions.
>The barely held laughter sooths the soul
"Anonymous isn't to my right."
"That must mean-"
>Her laughs stop for just a moment.
"-she's right here!"
>One scoop and she's in your huggable grasp.
>Laughing with her, both of your burdens lighten.

>Be Anonymous
>A kind Doctor of multiple fields
>Concentrated condensed evil in physical form
>multiple inversions of personality
>An old boiled egg
>And now a filly
"I, I think I'd like the name Anonymous."
>The map table in the center of the room eats a lot of space, easily could hold one of your super computers.
>The purple equine Twilight Sparkle, a kindred soul in the sciences, nods.
>"If your sure."
>All the time as Doctor Ovi Kintobor you kept thinking of how much you can help everyone here
>Maybe introduce more prosthetics
>Maybe even the evil extractor-
>That failure still hurts despite its total success.
"Yes, turning over a new leaf would be best."
>You weren't any of them solely right now
>Just... a filly with a little extra experience.
>Maybe this is where you could do good.
>"A new leaf?"
"Mhmm, I'll draw you a picture momm- I mean Twilight."
>Close one.
>The Purple equine is getting so close
>a blueprint is a picture
>this is where you die insulting royalty
>quick use bribery with our tec-
>"That sounds delightful my little pony."
>Is this a hug?
>It is.
>Whatever happens you'll protect her smile, especially from yourself.
>A dark under current runs through you as you realize that anything that would ruin her smile would pay with the might of Doctor Ivo Robotnik!
>Maybe you can't quite bury the past yet, but that doesn't mean it's totally unreasonable.
>Just inhumane and immoral.
>This hug is exquisite
>and every part agrees, even if some after thought of destroying this so this moment in tine would be yours alone runs through
>you barely convince the evil to have more top quality hugs freedom, being alive, and you being good would lead to the best hugs.
>One day you'll be ready to journey inside, but not now.
>Now is hugs for good fillies.
>You are a good filly Anonymous.
>Because good fillies get good hugs.
// You Wouldn't Like Me When I'm Green
// Story: Trust Once Lost
// by Greenhorne
“Wha’da’ya mean?” Asked Apple Bloom, “She’s only making fun of ya because ya don’t have a cutiemark. She does the same thing ta us.”

How could they be so naive if they were the same age as me?

“She’s bullying you because she wants to establish her place at the top of the hierarchy within the class.” I explained. “She wants everypony to respect her, and the way she achieves that is by finding insecure ponies for her to put down. Being ‘blank flanks’ is just an excuse to single you out from the rest of the class.”

“How can she get ponies to respect her by being mean?” Asked Sweetie Belle. “That doesn’t make sense.”

“Ponies always want to be part of the group.” I said. “By excluding you, she creates a group consisting of ‘everypony else’ where she’s in charge of who is included. Ponies in the group feel good about being in the group and afraid of being left out - which is why they don’t help you when you’re being bullied.”

“But then how do we get her to stop bullying us?” Asked Scootaloo

“Well,” I said, “You could throw her down a well.”

The Crusaders looked horrified.

“That was a joke.” I added. 

I could see Cheerilee walking towards us from the schoolhouse, and my heart sank.

“You girls better get going,” I said, “You don’t want to be involved in this.”

“Involved in what?” Asked Sweetie Belle

“Me and Diamond were the ones fighting,” I said, “So there’s no need for you guys to get in trouble too. I don’t really care if I get suspended.”

“That... wasn’t really a fight.” Said Scootaloo. “You just kinda glared at her and then fainted.”

“Yeah,” I said, “But Diamond has been in there talking to her so she’s probably made up a whole story to get me in trouble.”

“We saw the whole thing,” said Apple Bloom, “We can tell her what really happened.”

“The truth doesn’t matter,” I said, “What matters is what Cheerilee will believe; She’ll just think you’re covering for me because you don’t like Diamond Tiara.”

“Well we’ll stick with you anyway,” Said Scootaloo, “Because we’re your friends.”

Damnit. It couldn’t be unsaid now. I didn’t want friends, but I couldn’t reject their offer of friendship, not without hurting their feelings. I was stuck now, with even more ponies that I had to keep happy. More ponies I couldn’t ignore. More ponies that I had to convince that I was okay to stop them from feeling bad. I just knew I was going to screw it up and end up hurting all of them.

The Crusaders misinterpreted my sudden withdrawal into myself and gave me a group hug.

“It’s alright.” Said Apple Bloom. “We’ll be right here with you.”

“Is using magic against a non-unicorn, like, a big deal?” I asked.


“I mean, if I kicked her, instead of using magic,” I asked, “Would I be in more or less trouble?”

“She’s an Earth Pony, she’d fold you like a lawn chair.” Said Scootaloo, “Err, no offence.”

Well, that was comforting. Not only couldn’t I do magic, but I was at a massive strength disadvantage.

“Are you okay Green?” Asked Cheerilee. “I heard you fainted.”

“I’m fine.” I said

It was essentially my catchphrase at this point.

“Really?” Asked Cheerilee

“Whatever Diamond Tiara told you is a lie.” I said

“What did she tell me?” Cheerilee questioned

Great, more games. She wanted me to incriminate myself before I knew what Diamond had said.

“She told you something to try and get me in trouble because she’s bullying me.” I said

“What makes you think that?”

“Look I don’t care.” I said. “Just kick me out of the class. I don’t want to be here anyway.”

Cheerilee sighed.

“Diamond Tiara says you threatened to throw her down a well.”

“I told her she should fall down a well, not that I would do it.”

“Why would you say that?”

“Because she’s a bully.”

“And you think falling down a well would make her a better pony?”

“Only if it was fatal.”

Cheerilee winced.

“Green, please don’t joke about things like this.”

My throat was starting to hurt and I had to fight to avoid my words coming out strangled.

“I’m not joking.” I said. “I want her to leave me and my friends alone, and if she has to fall down a well for that to happen then so be it.”

Be calm. Be logical. Don’t cry.

“You can’t just threaten to kill ponies because they were mean to you.”

I fixed my eyes with hers.

Focus on the anger, don’t cry.

“I didn’t threaten anything.” I retorted. “I just think we would all be better off if she fell down a well and broke her neck.”

My voice broke on the last word. I kept staring Cheerilee down, wishing she wasn’t so much taller than me.

“You have to calm down.” Cheerilee instructed. “Why don’t we go back to my office and-”

“I don’t have to do anything!” I yelled. “I don’t even want to be here!”

I was gritting my teeth to stop my jaw trembling.


“Why don’t you go listen to Diamond Tiara again,” I said, “I’m sure she’s fucking calm. Then you can leave me the hell alone and stop making things worse.”

“I’m trying to help you.”

“Well, I don’t want your ‘help’!” I said. “You’re going to tell me to be ‘reasonable’ and try to get along with Diamond Tiara. I refuse.”

“Just because she was mean to you once doesn’t mean she’s irredeemable.” She said, “Ponies can change, Green.”

“Most don’t.”

“Well they’re not going to change if nopony gives them a chance.”

“That’s not my problem.” I said. “I’m not going to let her stab me in the back just because you think it would be nice if we were friends.”

“That’s not what I’m saying.”

“Then what are you saying?”

“This isn’t about Diamond Tiara,” Said Cheerilee, “Is it?”

“What’s goin’ on here?” Asked Applejack. “Are you alright Sweetpea?”

I just felt so tired. I lay back down on the grass again.

It wasn’t like anything I said mattered anyway.

“I’m fine.”
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I mean realistically what else are you gonna do with a fat filly ass

great stuff in any case
>terrible menace that means mean machines.
I think you mean bean machines.
Either way fine green.

>Anthro faget
Howdy howdy, mothers and fuckers! Where we last left Anonymous...
>Emerald returns to the fold!
>Not only that, but she does so as a newly-appointed changeling spy!
>Twilight's not happy that Anon knew this and brought her into the castle though...
>No worries though, everything's fine and dandy now that ground rules have been established and boundaries set
>Also, Emerald's getting curious to Anonymous's true identity again
>Luckily for her, Anon tells her that Chrysalis has the answers she seeks as well as the disregard for Twilight's rules to spill the beans!
Now, let's pick back up where we left off...

>... Huh, no dream tonight
>What a shame, you wanted to tell Luna how things were going
>Well, maybe you still can
>After all, she managed to contact you that one time despite you not dreaming
Hey, Luna, you there?
>Well shit
>Guess that was a one-time emergency measure
>Oh well, it's not like this can't wait until some time later
>Time to return to the void!
>. . .
>Ahh, Saturday!
>Time for the tests to begin, and for you to finally see what happens with your brilliant ideas!
>You hop out of bed and go about your morning business, all the way until you go to the kitchen to find Twilight and Spike having breakfast
"Howdy, what's the schedule?"
>Twilight looks up from the papers in front of her and takes a drag of her coffee before responding
>"We start the testing at 10, all the subjects have been informed. First is the physical trial, then the mental trial. Anypony who scores more than a 150 on these two tests, both out of 100, is considered eligible. After that, a break for lunch, and then you tell the winners to go home since none of them will willingly spend the night with Chrysalis even if they're being paid to."
>You furrow your brow and huff in Twilight's direction, prompting Spike to speak up between bites of waffles
>"Hey, if it makes you feel any better, I'm pretty sure that at least one pony will accept."
"Thank you, Spike. That does make me feel better."
>"Enough feeling bad for yourself, the waffles are getting cold and I'm sure that you'd rather have them hot."
>That's a fair point, waffles are better when warm
>You're gonna have to wash the syrup out of your face, though
>Eh, fuck it
>You grab the plate that Spike left for you and sit down at the table, trying your best to prevent the inevitable
>Sadly, your efforts are in vain as your face fur still ends up sticky and maple-flavored
>So, you retreat to the bathroom to wash it off and then return to the kitchen
>After that, you fart around for a while until Twilight says that it's time to go to the field
"The field?"
>"Yes, did you think that I would just set this all up in my own backyard?"
"Well, no, but I didn't really know where you were putting it all together."
>"Then allow me to show you as soon as Spike gets back with the necessary materials."
>A few seconds later, the purple dragon himself walks in bearing a stack of papers, a sun visor, a clipboard, a pencil, a megaphone, and a whistle
>"Alright, this is everything!"
>"Good, we'll be right on time!"
>Spike takes his place at Twilight's side and all three of you teleport off to... some field, I guess?
>When the flash clears, you find yourself on a hill overlooking an obstacle course, a few dozen stallions, and most of Ponyville
>Twilight grabs the megaphone, clipboard, paper, and pen from Spike while he puts on the sun visor and the whistle
>You just sit there and try to look thoughtful yet imposing for the onlooking masses
>Twilight clears her throat, raises the megaphone to her lips, and addressed the assembled stallions
>"Alright, you all know why you're here, so it's time we got to the main event! This test will be split up into two trials, one physical and one mental, in which both will be graded out of 100 points. Behind you all, is the obstacle course. The optimal time to beat it in is two minutes and thirty seconds, and each second over that time will deduct two points from your overall score. Any of you who pass both trials with 150 points or more will be selected for the next round of screening. Understood?"
>The crowd lets out an assortment of agreements, some more enthusiastic than others
>"Fantastic! Up first is the obstacle course, and you will all be going through in alphabetical order, so please line up as I list your names..."

>The names of all the stallions are read out and they all organize into a line at the beginning of the course, leaving the three of you to get into observational position
>The stallions are fed through one by one, each of them doing their best but usually still falling short of the 2:30 time margin
>Some by mere seconds, others by up to a minute
>Only two managed to clear it before the margin, netting a surprised nod from Twilight
>Once all the stallions were through and all the numbers crunched, Twilight picks the megaphone back up for the last time today
>"That does it for the physical trial! You all have an hour for lunch now, and we'll all meet back up in front of my castle for the mental exam!"
>After this, she teleports all three of you back to the castle
>"And that hour applies to both of you as well, in case you were wondering."
>upon hearing this, Spike shoots you both finger guns and starts backing out of the room
>"Then I'll see you both in an hour!"
>Turning to Twilight, you pose a question
"So, how many can still make it out of the 33?"
>She flips through the papers attached to the clipboard, scanning each for no more than a second
>"... 21 of them."
"Alright, 21's not bad. How many of them do you predict will manage to get through the next test?"
>Twilight begins flipping back through her notes again, this time a little slower
>"Anywhere between none and all of them."
>Well that really narrows it down!
"Ok, so you don't want to make assumptions there but you will about the integrity of my plans. I see."
>"None of these ponies have given me a reason to judge their intelligence yet, don't blame me for using information you gave me to judge yours."
>The nerve!
>You resist the urge to push Twilight, and instead opt for what would be a particularly rude gesture back on Earth
"If I still had fingers, I'd be showing you one!"
>Twilight giggles in response, but still apologizes
>"I'm sorry, that was too far. You're not stupid, you're just naive."
"No, I'll fully admit that I'm stupid, it just hurts to get called out on it so brutally."
>Twilight wraps a wing around you and pulls you in next to her for a moment
>"You're not stupid, otherwise nothing you've put together here would've worked like it has. Don't sell yourself short, you're fine."
>After the motherly speech is over, you both follow the same path Spike did before you back to the kitchen and to a pair of sandwiches left in the fridge
>Note to self: thank Spike for sandwich
>The better part of an hour later, the three of you are assembled once again
>Spike, bearing yet more papers and a pen/clipboard, Twilight with her own assembled stack of papers and pencils, and you with...
>With a winning smile! :)
>Before the front doors are opened, you thank Spike for the sandwich and take your spot at Twilight's side
>When the doors are opened, you see the same mass of stallions waiting outside
>"Alright, I'm glad to see you're all here on time! If you'll all just follow me inside, I'll get you all set up and started on the next exam."
>Everybody follows Twilight in, and all of you are lead to a large room set up with enough desks for all the subjects
>They all take their seats, and Twilight makes another announcement after trading cargo with Spike
>"All of you will get a test, each with 25 questions and all of them randomly organized to prevent cheating. Each question answered incorrectly will get up to four points deducted from your score, from 100 down to 0 if all answers are completely incorrect. You all have an hour to complete the test, and any incomplete tests must still be handed in. Any questions?"
>Assorted negatives from the room
>"Great! Spike, if you please?"
>"Got it."
>Spike distributes the papers and pencils, and Twilight begins the test once all of them are distributed
>One more hour later, all the tests are turned in
>"Thank you all for your cooperation thus far, I'll now grade these and be back with the results. In the meantime, I'd like to ask you all to wait here, please."
>Twilight then pulls you out of the room with her, but gestures for spike to stay behind and keep an eye on the group

>Once the door is closed, you ask another question
"So, any estimates now?"
>"Still no, not until I've graded all of these."
"Fair enough."
>You grab hold of Twilight right as her horn lights up, sensing her teleportation coming
>Just in time!
>You feel the flash cross your mind and dissipate into the scenery of Twilight's office, giving you the signal that it's time to pull your hoof away
>Hint hint
>... You're stuck, aren't you?
>Twilight's disappointed sigh confirms this
>"Next time just ask if I can teleport you too, it'll stop things like this from happening and potentially being worse than it is now."
"What do you mean, worse than it is now? We're fused together right now, aren't we? I mean-"
>Twilight puts a hoof to your mouth to quiet you down before lighting up her horn a second time
>Instead of teleporting though, you see her become translucent and float away from you a short distance before re-materializing
>"It's a good thing that I learned a spell that grants me intangibility for situations like this, isn't it? Now, to grading!"
>Man, magic is stupid OP here!
>As twilight sits at her desk and begins the grading process, you walk up next to her and look around at the papers
>Looking over the questions, you see some pretty standard stuff for an IQ test
>Pattern recognition, numbers, shapes, words...
>You know, stuff that you'd probably have just thrown around guesses for as opposed to actually trying
>So, understandably, you just sit and watch as Twilight grades all of it
>When she's done with that, she does the final tally of scores and gives you the verdict
>"... And that's all. Five of the participants are eligible. Ready to give them the results?"
>You take a breath to steady your mind, preparing yourself for what comes next
"As ready as I'll ever be. Teleport us."
>Twilight nods and gathers the clipboard, igniting her horn yet again and enveloping you both in a violet aura
>Poof, and you're back in the test room!
>Twilight takes charge once again and makes another announcement, this time to tell those who failed the tests to leave
>Once all that's over, the chosen five remain seated before you
>You look to Twilight, she looks back and nods
>Deep breath in...
>You take a step forward, drawing the attention of all five assembled stallions, and begin your speech
"First, I'd like to thank all five of you for showing up and participating in this set of tests. Also, because undoubtedly you all have questions that need to be answered, I'll answer them for you before we move on to the second point I have."
>The five of them look between each other in obvious confusion, but one of them raises a hoof tentatively after a moment
>"Uh... Why is a filly being the one to tell us this and not Princess Twilight?"
"Because Princess Celestia specifically told me to do all of this, Twilight's just helping me. Before any of you ask about that as well, I'm legally forbidden from elaborating further."
>Two of the stallions groan, a third's shoulders slump, and the last two look between each other in further confusion at this, but you see no other indication of questions from any of them
"Now that that's out of the way, let's get on to the second point of why you're all here. I'm sure you all are aware of the treaty that was signed a while ago, between Equestria and the Badlands?"
>You notice looks of realization cross the faces of a few of the participants, with the others following not far behind
"Well, there was something Celestia promised to do as part of it, something which you all have been tested here to aid in."
>The looks of realization transition into a collective look of dread
"However, I believe in the idea of voluntary contribution. That's why I'm telling you all this now, instead of telling you to get on a train tomorrow. Any of you willing to do so and help maintain this new relationship between our nation and our southern neighbors, then stick around. Any of you not interested, feel free to leave."
>Another stallion raises his hoof while the other four exchange looks of disgust
>"Yeah, what do we get for doing this, because you're crazy if you think I'm doing this for free."
"I have been given a blank check to finance this. As long as it isn't a crazy enough number to get Celestia to breathe down my neck, you're probably fine."
>"And how big is that number"
"I'm not sure, give me your asking price and I'll make a guess."
>"10,000,000 bits, lowest I'll go."
"Then we may have a problem, as that's more than a thousand times what I myself am being paid for this and I'm assuming that that's going way out of ballpark for this kind of thing."
>Two of the stallions walk out immediately, the third shrugs and follows, and the fourth looks to the guy asking the questions for approval
>"No dice, let's bounce."
>And then the fifth ignites his horn, poofing away him and his friend to presumably somewhere outside

>You sigh and hang your head, not even bothering to hide your disappointment
>"I guess this means plan B is up, good thing you're going to see the doctor again about your nose this weekend."
"I mean yeah, but I was kinda hoping that this would actually work."
>Twilight comes over to your side and places a hoof around your shoulders, pulling you in while simultaneously pulling your head back up
>"Hey, at least now you can get that gold-plated statue of yourself and write it off as expenses, right?"
"I guess, but hey, at least I'm actually still getting paid for all this!"
>Twilight looks away for a few moments, but returns her gaze to you with a surprised expression
>"You know, that's right! Celestia never said you needed to actually get any ponies to chrysalis, she just said that for every one that you got here and that passed muster you'd be paid!"
"And with 33 attendees and 5 successes at 200 and 500 bits respectively..."
>"... That means you're getting 9100 bits for all of this!"
"Well, assuming Tia doesn't try to pull any 'rules as intended' BS."
>"And if she doesn't, then I guess I'll be the one paying whatever medical bills we'll need paid after you're done with all of plan B."
"You know, funny you should mention that, because I ended up having a conversation about this with Luna a long while back and we actually figured out that if anyone's going to be physically broken by this it's probably going to be Chrysalis."
>Twilight immediately withdraws herself from your side, looking at you with a grimace somewhere between mild disgust and moderate concern, with a dash of curiosity
"We humans are known for having incredible stamina in all respects, that's all I'm going to say on the matter."
>"Duly noted. All that being said, I'll go ask the princess about sending over your payment and send over the collected invoice I wrote up last night. I'll get back to you when I get a response, so-"
"Actually, I have a question really quickly."
>Twilight stops as she's walking away, turning slightly to look back at you
"Can I actually try these tests myself to see how I'd place?"
>Twilight finishes turning all the way towards you again and responds
>"I suppose, but you'll have to wait until the doctor gives you a clean bill on that nose to run the obstacle course. I'll go grab my master copy of the paper exam though, you can take that now. Well... Never mind, it doesn't matter."
>And with that, she begins walking away again
"What doesn't matter?"
>Twilight calls back to you without even turning around, continuing to walk out of the room and leaving you no choice but to follow her into the hall
>"I was just weighing whether or not you observing me grading these tests would affect your ability to take it legitimately, but it doesn't really matter if it's solely for fun."
"Oh, fair. See you when you have it, then!"
>And with all that settled, you wait for Twilight's return with either the master test or the money Celestia now owes you

>A few minutes pass, and you spend them wishing that you hadn't left your phone in your room
>Twilight ends up returning soon though, test in magic and pen in front of you
>"Alright, you also have an hour to finish it. You know the rules, and I'll also tell you that Celestia's gotten back to me. The bits should be here in a week, once she's had every lawyer she can find look over the the paper and redact as much as she needs to in order to pay you under the table properly."
>Without any further ado, Twilight gives you the test and sits down in front of you with a pocket watch and a book
>Alright, question 1...
>... Well then
>The fuck do you do here?
>It's one of the pattern ones, and it's got like...
>... Eh, it's A
>Question 2...
>You continue down along the test like this, choosing answers as you feel and bowing to every particularly strong whim along the way
>Hell, you even take the time to doodle a little on one of the pages while you debate on whether to choose B or C this time
>With your luck, the correct answer'll be D though
>At least it's not like this matters at all, this is purely for fun
>You pen in the last question and push the test towards Twilight, who in turn takes it and reads it over
>You get no visual cues about what she's thinking, only a nod every now and then
>"Alright, you got a score of 80 points. You also took 40 minutes to complete the test, in case you were wondering."
"Solid. Guess I'm not that dumb after all!"
>Twilight stands back up and smiles at you warmly
>"See? What did I say?"
"Now all I have to do is conquer the obstacle course and then I'll prove myself as the most powerful mortal on this planet!"
>Twilight raises an eyebrow at your comment, letting a smirk cross her face as she replies
>"What about dragons?"
"The most powerful reasonably-sized mortal on this planet!"
>"I'm not too sure about reasonably sized either... Could you really even fit through a door?"
"Quit taking this from me, I'm trying!"
>"How about the most powerful being willing to bed Chrysalis?"
>You sigh, imagining the size of the pool (or should you say puddle?) that puts you into
"I guess, but that doesn't sound very imposing."
>"Trust me, your height makes up for that. Even considering your stature right now, you're taller than most other foals in your relative age bracket."
>True, you do look down on all of your classmates, now that you think of it
>You follow Twilight back out of the room as you walk, considering these thoughts a little more
>However, there turns out to not be much more to consider
"So, what now?"
>"Now I go back to take care of whatever paperwork I need to. You're free to do what you want."
>You kinda thought there'd be more to today, especially with the time you've spent hyping it up in your head
>Alright... Time to go play games?
>Sure, okay
>You spend the rest of the day screwing around on your phone, taking a break when dinner time comes
>. . .
And that's all I have for now! Sorry that the hiatus was pretty long again, I'm putting most of my time and energy into college right now and trying and failing to do better than I have in my previous semesters. I'll get to work on "It's the Little Things" next, so expect that to happen sometime before Half-Life 3 comes out. In the meantime, comment and critique with anything you want to say so that I can try to make this better for you all, and as always, I hope you all have a great night!
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Proto Filly won't be inseminated.
A lot to read, thanks anon.
No problem, my dude! Hope you like it!
>filly doesn't get fertilized and gets tossed out at the end of her cycle
Inspired by pic related
>Parents have finally found the Manga collection.
>You might be a social, but you have a somewhat respective hobby that could support yourself and the medium that showed you it.
>Then there's the foreign fiction works
>Your parents didn't quite understand, but they were glad that those books and stories helped you get your cutie mark.
>They did find your lack of life long friends disturbing.
>Like many protagonists before you, you were kicked out into a fancy school.
>Twilight Sparkle's school of friendship.
>That was a shock from the comfortable life you lived all part of the keikaku
>Just like them your mentor was killed locked away until the task of friendship is complete.
>Some part of the school must have some evil and that's why your headed there.
>Flying comfortably to the building.
>You're going to have to choose a personality
>Cute, innocent with a conniving 'hidden' personality?
>The plucky pirate?
>The brooding personality wouldn't be all that conducive for fast friendship.
>The mechafilly?
>Dipping a little too low you hit a pony
>and that's awful
>Suddenly that hit green filly who looked like she sucked a lemon speaks
>"Hello, I'm Anonymous wanna be friends so my mom gives back my hard earned games and comics."
>A fellow pony in the same situation.
"Golly that sounds awful, my parents took away my man- comics too and to make life long friends."
>Her eyes widened
>Mine too I forgot to introduce myself!
"Golly I'm so sorry, I'm Cozy Glow pleased to meet-cha."
>"How about we'll be life long friends Cozy I get how hard it is to get manga into Equestria."
>She understands!
>Maybe this won't be so bad.
>"Ah as your token genre savvy adopted alien gender swapped best friend what ever you do don't steal all of Equestria's magic to be the empress of friendship."
>That seems a little specific
"Why you want it all for your self?"
>She shakes her head.
>"My mom Purple would ground me for a thousand years."
>Good point, the princess would do something too.
>I mean if I make the right moves and account for randomness it'll be just like chess.
>Maybe she does have a point if it seems that easy.
>"How about we head to my place we could play chess or something, and my mom can write to your parents too."
>She knows how to play chess?
"You know how to play chess?"
>"Not very well."
>So begins the life long friendship of personal convenience.
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>thread in /mlp/ archived again
I guess that everyone really moved to the transformation general after all
Stop falseflagging ptfg nigger. It's up again.
it's more likely some fags here are refusing to go there
Imagine worrying about bumping a thread.
That is what I'm doing.
I stopped posting on 4chan completely.
Now that's mostly because I got caught in an IP range ban and refuse to give gookmoot a single cent for a pass, but still.

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I would.
>not ban evading to fillypost and spite gookmoot at the same time
Why is filly so perfect?
Don't ask.
So fillies are aware check the >>>/qa/ thread. I think it's important for feedback.
Poneish Breakfast
You're feeling warm and cozy when familiar plinking rings out. Along with its friend haybacon.
Despite Spike being Spike sometimes, he does do a bangup job. The sun reaches through the window to pat you gently as a sunnyside up smiley pancake.
Spike knows how to irk you to no end, different than how Twilight does it. Still he does breakfast, when he does it, as a sacred time for the passing of fasting. It's enough to forgive everything else. He does it seriously and just the way you like it, and before you didn't know just how much that made a difference. Even the drink served matters.
The bed is very enticing but Spike cares not if his meal accounts for toothpaste, and Twilight has a sixth sense for lack of brushed teeth now that you're a minipone. Away from the dream realm as the sun and meal ever ticks closer. Not the cold water, nor the mysterious hooves of gripping said brush could do anything to you. Breakfast is coming.
You will meet it. It's almost to die for. You know this because Death visted last week for breakfast. It's why the Golden Oaks Library still stands, as Spike made Breakfast during Tirek's rampage. It's why Discord never messed with Breakfast, and when he can he brings Fluttershy over for it. It's why Sombra was stalled longer, why Shining Armor, Mi Amore Cadenza, and the Crystal Citizens held long and fast. This breakfast halted the wedding and Chrysalis' plans as she collapsed from diabeetus at Cadence's usual. It's why Discord offered Spike to be his Breakfast magistrate matador. It's why Luna on her rainbow encrusted recovery tasted victory over the darkness that was in her soul. Breaking her thousand year fast such her heart grew three sizes that day, and is her sister's equal in height.
Breakfast by Spike the dragon is very good.
Walking down the stairs your met by the once again massively enlarged banquet table with friends and foe. A parlay to rehash differences, and common ground. They always cave as Spike holds the keys to Breakfast that no amount of magic or mind conditioning could muster. Breakfast given of his own two claws with heart and soul.
Sitting down a familiar conversation between parties present. In the end everyone gains a new friend, and a joy for something that everyone bonds over.
It's time for Breakfast, for Spike's perfectly normal meal cookery.
Nothing more and nothing less, other than Breakfast.
Plates are passed, bottles, plates, bowls, and various items cheerfully handed. It's bewildering. Seeing every single being here anticipating when Spike himself can join in. Delaying the Breakfast for a friend.
This too is a struggle, but one worth the grind. This too shall pass, but Breakfast can always come again.
There is only one Spike the dragon and he makes Breakfast possible with all these friends here and there is only one you who could be you. It's all mutual the feeling of a heart warming breakfast with friends.
twilight no!
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Slav Filly A Cute


>dat vacant stare
>dat dumb-as-shit grin
yep, that's definitely somebody I could see myelf as
>Anonfilly, because Twilight just does her thing regardless.
"Twilight... I know you ignore my advice everysingle time. And then I say I told you so, but for the love of Celestia find a different way."
>Maybe just this one time your message will reach her.
>Dozens of Pinkies are jumping around causing havoc.
>"I'm sure this will-"
>You grab Twilight as best a smol hoers could
"Twilight Sparkle you're going to be the one to tell Pinkie Pie's parents why their daughter might be dead because you weren't sure which one she is."
>She shifts uncomfortably.
>"But the book-"
"Not this time. The clones don't have the same memories, but they are rapidly becoming their own pony. What that means Twilight all you have to do is ask Pinkie to meet her at her family's home, that's all."
>Purple, please...
>"But that's not efficient in the book.
"That's right, but it's more reliable and robust. Let's go close the mirror pool and then find have Celestia find a home for these ponies."
"It's to make sure Pinkie survives."
>"Right, the stress has been getting to me. It isn't about removing the clones-"
>Another building collapses.
>She sucks in a shuttering breath.
>"-what matters is keeping our Pinkie no matter what."
"It's not like Ponyville doesn't get destroyed every week or so."
>vacant stare
Nope. That filly is looking straight at (You).

>implying a stare can't both be focused and vacant
every chihuahua alive would like a word
>You are Anonfilly, the sole survivor of Equestria
>G4.5 happened
>Then G5 came
>It was a doomsday spell gone terribly horrendous.
>The world broke and Discord...
>He was smeared across the land like an crayon.
>So were many other ponies, creatures, and artifacts.
>Twilight before her gruesome end implanted a magic spell in you that would fix everything.
>Good news all you had to do was nothing.
>Bad news it activates in five years to charge up fully.
>How do you spend those five years in the hell scape that is G5?
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same way I spent the last five years here on earth
>stay away from everyone
>stay inside
>do my own thing
>never let the disgusting normals corrupt me
I'm going to make pre-friendship purple proud

>also poopy stinky lmao
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fuckkk this is hot
That'd be so gay unless you're already into dicks before you even turned into a filly.
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>Feel free to stick it to the kikes at google and use an adblocker.
Better yet, here's the video.
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>Been using 4chan a lot lately
anonXanon OTP
into the heresy folder it goes
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So tender.
Less /mlp/ and more /vm/, been playing a lot of Secret Lab. I still love you guys and this thread (no homo), I won't be going anywhere.
>Twilight catches filly drawing on the walls one too many times and proceeded to shove her down the stairs
>Filly cracks her head on the way down and is promoted to vegetable
>Twilight takes care of her at first out of a sense of guilt but slowly grows to hate filly
>Filly is holding her back from adventuring in life and settling down with any pony
>Can't really enjoy time with friends because she knows the vegetable is waiting for her to return
>Late at night the evil guilty thoughts she fights off in the day come out as her drinking begins
>Stroke filly's head as she sleeps while drinking and looking at a knife
>One night decide fuck it all or nothing she wants her life back
>proceeds to stab filly
>A now screaming and bleeding filly struggles and tries to get away, she's been faking being brain dead for years as revenge
>Twilight beats her over the head with a wine bottle untill she stops moving and cradles the now limp bloody filly


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>The room has cleared out a bit.
>You stand at the table, dusting it off a bit with a weary hoof.
>The green of your coat stands as vibrant as the day you left your first home and came here, despite the bit of dust on it.
>It's been a few minutes.
>You think back on all the conversations, all the tales and paintings...
>All the banter and shitposting.
>You wouldn't trade any of it for all the shekels in the world, and now they're telling you it's time to go back?
>"You'll be going too, I guess?"
>You look back at your equally weary friend, a small party hat perched on her head.
>You come up next to her and wrap her in a tight hug.
"Going where? Home?"
>You chuckle drily.
"What could be more home than here? These walls have seen things, for better or for worse. I might go out to talk to a few of the others and give them a hoof when they need a bump, but my heart is here with you."
>You pause before adding:
"No homo."
>"God, you fucking faggot. A happy birthday would've done fine, didn't have to pour your heart out on the floor."
"Sorry, it's done."
>You feel her grip tighten around you and you press the side of your head into her neck.
>"Do you want to watch a movie?"
"Sure, what do you have in mind?"
>"They Live."
"Feeling nostalgic? We must've seen it fifteen times."
>"Shut up and get the popcorn, I'll grab the blankets from the closet."
>"Got any room for one more in this?"
>"Going where? Home?"
The fuck anon, that can't end there.
>Temperature says blankets are a good idea, so is snuggles with pons.
"Got room for a new fag?"
This image made me so disgusted that I felt my throat tighten. This hasn't happened for a while.
Impressive fillyfags, much impressive.
Hunh... That's good to know. Thanks.
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Nightmare Anonfilly
>You're Anonfilly aka practically a lesser god of this realm
>"My dearest daughter it's time to wakey wakey."
>That's Sunbutt the mom, she never remembers any of the details.
"Morning Sunbutt."
>Late at night really, but does it really matter?
>"My precious little pony is so cute. Why I made a new friend today. You'll like her."
>She's so—unguarded.
"We're meeting them over a breakfast of tendies?"
>"Breakfast... yes. Of course."
>There she is young Twilight Sparkle, dreams, magic, and memories animating her.
>She's jumping around the newly formed table.
>"Hi I'm Twilight Sparkle, once a big noise and-"
>She jumps on two back legs imitating an explosion
>"-my young filly magics just went kathoom!"
>The potted plants in the corner of the room became her parents.
>"That's right my little pony. A big boosh too."
>All of them are wearing a heartfilled proud grin
>Celestia's is radiant
>"Cake for everypony!"
>Sleepy dream Celestia is always fun
>but maybe one day you'll be able to be out there with them
>You're Anon Apple
>The pun isn't lost on you
>or your classmates.
>The fact is— well...
>Years ago
"Fucking birb! Lemme go fagit!"
>Bundled up tight in a woven crib flying through the sky.
"Your momma was a peacock and your father is a hamster!"
>A really loud ringing bird noise rattled you
>and the crib
>infact you're falling—
>"Well did ya live?"
>Hopefully the state you're giving her is clueing her in.
>"Yay ghost cousin!"
>Be tiny green faggot
>wake up to the feeling of some pony clambering into your bed and slipping under the covers
>Soft eeeing can be heard as you feel hooves slip around you and hold you tight
>Fucking bat fillies
>You try to wiggle out of her grip but she lets out a panicked eee and holds you tighter
>She's got you in her clutches for the time being and you have no where to go and regret not planning for this
>Bat pony snuggling has been up 60 percent and it looks like youre the latest victim
>A shiver runs up your spin as she starts to nuzzle your neck only making things worse
>Any words of protest are ignored along with threats of violence
>This filly is willing to risk it all for some snuggle time
>Letting out a defeated snort you begrudgingly accept defeat, trying to get more comfortable as the filly holding you makes happy bat noises
>Fuckin bats man, what can you do
>Maybe tomorrow you'll set up a decoy to keep bats fillies out
>A yawn escapes your lips as your interrupted sleep remindes you that it's still night time
>at least the bat is comfy, not that you would say it gotta keep up appearances and such
>Slowly the bat filly stops fidgiting as she feels you relax knowing shes won she smiles and gets cozy
>The presence of a warm body holding you aids in sleep over taking you and as you fall asleep you hope the other fillies wont tease you too badly for getting snuggled tomorrow
That's spooky.

>Be filly
>Napping in the sun light like a total G, shits cash as fuck
>Warm ass celestia rays all on your face and junk, hella nice breeze tossing fresh scents of fly pegasi up in your direction
>All you do all day is scope out bad bitchez and nap
>Twilight says you should make friends but fuck dat noize, who needs some lame ass friends when you can be peeping on some sick ass tail instead
>Twilight is a complete square and doesn't know about the finer things in life
>Spot one fine ass honey
>Time to sweep this bad bitch off her feet and score yourself a three pointer
>Swagger on up to this fine piece of mare
"Was gud muh fillaa? A nice bitch like you wanna come eye up my crib? Maybe we can get up to a lil bang bang if youz feels mez. Cuz damn bitch Id sure likes to feel you."
>The mare looks speechless, you always did have a way with the ladies
>"young filly who is your mother? If you were my filly I'd ground you and tan your hide for speaking to some pony like that!"
>Aw sheet not again
"Chillax bitch no need to get all bent, was just foolin and sheet your ass ain't even that fine anyway. I dont need your stanky raggedy ass up in my baller crib anyway."
>Realizing shit maybe fucked you start to dip on this skank
>"Wait a minute, I recognize you. You're Twilight's filly arnt you? You can bet your mother will hear about this."
>Your mind flashes back to twilight beating you and you question your choice in babes as you flee the scene of the crime
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>Was gud muh fillaa?
>to a lil bang bang if youz feels mez. Cuz damn bitch Id sure likes to feel you.
>Chillax bitch
WTF anon.
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What a cool filly!

>Be filly
>Everypony in Equestria is used to your shenanigans
>You have matured so Twi is no longer bitchy
>With the years, you ceased to be cute and became beautiful
>And having lived a another childhood makes you no longer desire to be the filly
>You're content with ending that chapter of your life and see what the future might bring
"I'm at peace."
>Or not. We live. We die. We live again! Till Valhall!
Can't be real.
<"Anon, I told you to study," bookhorse calls.
>You lie away from her on your side in your bed.
"I am," you say and lift up the book, your reading, from its place on the bed so that smart horse can see it. "This is comfy studying."
>Purple chuckle and walked up to you.
>She sees how you let one part of the book rest on the bed while holding the other side, and the page your currently reading, up with a hoof.
>She nods.
"Yeah," you say, give her a smile and look back at the page.
<I know a way this techinuqe could be improved upon."
"Really? How-"
>As you turn around, you're embraced by a pair of soft hooves.
>You lie away from her on your side in your bed.
Kek. Ambigious. Really, meant that Anon is lying in her own bed and on her side but it can also be interpreted in another way.
>Thunder rolls across the night sky, rumbling like a hungry dragon
>Somewhere in pony ville A purple unicorn yawns as she reads a book by the firelight
>The room is quiet except for the crackling of fire wood and the occasional turn of a page
>The unicorn pauses to take a sip of her tea as rain starts to patter off the window
>A light breeze whistles through the trees and a flash of lightning casts a white glow over lunas perfect knight
>The pegasi had been planning this storm for weeks
>nestled under the covers a small green filly gentle snoozes
>She had a big day today with all of her little friends and was exhausted
>A growing boom in the distance signals the storm growing ever closer stirring the filly from her slumber
>Slowly sitting up she lets out a loud yawn and stretches, rubbing her eyes she looks around taking in her surroundings
>It seems the purple mare had placed her in bed
>A crack of thunder shakes the house ever so slightly and the filly slips out of bed in search of purple
>Turning another page the purple mare pauses her reading as she hears the soft tap of hoof steps approaching her room as well as the soft squeak of hinges
>She pretends not to notice a little filly slipping inside and laying down next to her the young thing quickly falling back to sleep once more
>She kisses the little one on the head as she puts down her book, snuggling the filly as the two fall asleep by the fire
Truely I'm the greatest author


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plunger best drawfilly
The best drawfilly and writefag is (You).
Denying it deserves a boop. Accepting also deserves a boop.
- High Inquisitor Twilight, Purple, Sparkle 《Article 27: Friendship manuscripts on Xeno interactions》
>Be filly
>With your hooves, you lean back and pour an large can of parasprite down your throat.
>After your done, you swipe you muzzle with your hoof and relase a large burp.
>Snickering into your hoof while thinking about how cool your're, you decide to flatten the can against your forehead.
>You hold out one of your hooves and balance the can on it.
>Then you smash the can into your forehead, expecting it to go flat as a pancake.
>It doesn't.
>Instead, it bounces off your head and skips across the floor while making loud metallic sounds.
>It hurts where the can hit and you soon feel something hot pour down your face from your forehead.
>You touch your face and see how your green hoof now has red stains on it.
"Owweee! It hurts!" you scream without thinking.
>You regret it right afterwards as you hear thuds from hooves coming from above.
>You clench your teeth and look for the remote to the tv but in the dark you can't find it.
>You know you put it somewhere in the couch.
>Then you feel ice freeze your heart as hoof steps can be heard comming closer down from the other side of the wall, specifically the area of the stairs.
>You feel something hard slightly under your flank to your left in the couch.
>The remote!
>You pick it up and you're just about to zap off the tv when you her a voice just behind you.
"What are you doing?"
>You finally change channel and zap it off in one go but you feel the tip of our ear being pulled by a force you have come to be familar with.
>You hear hoof steps comming closer and closer but they you noticed that they began just outside the room.
>`She´ must have just rounded corner.
>Maybe all hope wasn't lost.
>Due to the tv being shut off the room was now dark.
>You turned around as you the sound of hoofsteps just behind you.
>The purple glow from her horn was the only thing that lit up her pruple face.
>Your mom, Twilight Sparkle, wore an angry look on her face.
>You tried to look calm and tried to give her an innocent smile.
>You felt more ice emerginf inside your heart as her look of anger change to one of a sadistic grin.
"Ehh, hi mom," you say, trying to sound convincingly cheerful.
>She seemed to ignore you.
<"I saw that the tv was on. Did you finally decide to go back to bed?" she says with a small undertone of sarcasm.
>You nod.
"Yeah, hehe." You screatch the back of your head with a hoof. "I was just about to call it a night. He."
<"Ah, was there something
Intentions to continue but knowing myself it might not happen. Need to do something now though so I'll post what I have so far.
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>Be Anonfilly
>Twilight said you could become almost anything.
>So you became a Treebrary
>It's not like you wanted to become a tree or anything baka
>It's just living next to a school of magic, national heros and all sorts of chaos things happen
>It's a hazard of living in horsey land
>Being a tree with books inside isn't all that great
>it's better than that one filly who turned into a werehouse
>And one writefag you knew turned into a greenhouse!

<SPIRNG DAMAGE REPORT: Magically Modified Parsprites Leave Ponyville Homeless.
<Damages are exceeding disaster budget
<Locals are in shock and grief
<So are royal agents on the field
<Contact The Elements The Princesses
<Signed: Commissioner Poneson

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>be smoll green faggot
>Celestia last night was wild you're not even sure where you are right now
>As you try to take on your new surroundings you feel the warm embrace of two mares press in a little closer to you, holding you in place
>Well shit it's about time you got some action, too bad you can't remember it
>You try to adjust but this only results in the mares holding you tighter in their warmth
>Guess you're stuck here, it would be rude to wake them up now
>Closing your eyes you try to remember last night, you remember twilight throwing a party at her tree house and there was alcohol though things are still kinda hazy
>you gasp as the warm breath of rarity tickles your neck and makes it hard for your brain to function
>Stupid brain forgetting a night of fun with two cute mares, of all the injustices of the world
>Sighing you delve back into your mind
>a memory of trying to drink only to get blocked by twi and her nagging that fillies cant drink
>Fuckin bitch knows full well how old you are
>Another memory of trixie waving you over late into the party
>She snagged you some fruity booze, what a bro
>stealthily you pound back the sweet liquor and regret doing so as your small filly body cant handle much
>that explains the dull ache in your head as of now
>Your memory walk is cut off by trixie stroking your belly and humming some tune in her sleep
>Goose bumps crawl over your skin as pleasure tickles your mind the same pleasure increased as rarity presses herself to you
>You melt against the two sleeping mares and let out a sigh then try to cover your mouth
>Trixie's ear twitches and she starts to stretch and yawn slowly waking up and pulling away from you a little
>This new movement seems to rouse rarity just a little as she squeezes you like a teddy bear
>"oh, good morning nonny did you sleep well?"
>her voice is heavy with morning drowsiness as she looks at you
"Um y-yeah just peachy. Where are we?"
>"Well last night got a little crazy so trixie thought she would take you for awalk to help with the drunkenness. Miss rarity got curious as she saw us exiting and wanted to know why trixie would be leaving a party with a young filly all alone."
>Trixie flushes a little and rubs her head with a hoof
>"After explaining she only had the best intentions miss rarity found it rather amusing and invited us back to her place. You fell asleep so we laid you down for bed. Of course we ended up drinking more and being too drunk to walk we sorta...joined you."
"That's it? No othershenanigans?"
>Your heart sinks a little as she nods though she seems a little confused why you would look disappointed
>At this point all the talking woke rarity who looked rather more flustered and embarresed to being waking in such an undignified fashion
>Apologizing she quickly scooted out of bed to go clean herself up and promised to take you home
>Laying there you wish you had some more booze as trixie waves good bye and heads off as well
>such is the life of filly
>twi and her nagging that fillies cant drink
Purple is always right. Sorry faggot.
>No other shenanigans?"
That's it. Filly needs discipline.

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Guys! I just got home from work and found the fillys incubator empty.
If you don't find them before you go to bed God help you and sleep well.
Prepare a will and the filly box. If you succeed... well tell us which limb you've lost.
Shit shit I cant find her anywhere. They dont come pre pregnant right? She wont build a nest in the walls right? Think i have no choice but to wait tomorrow before searching. Gona have my dog sleep with me, it will keep the little faggot away if she tries anything.
>They dont come pre pregnant right?
I assume you saw the piles from the factory. I think we can be sure there is at least some that came out of them with some extra stuffing.
A doggo is good to have for protection. But be wary if the dog finds some treats you didn't place there before it goes to bed, could be sleeping pills.
>Be the filly.
>You wander through the park.
>A multitude of colorful flowers sway in the wind.
>A butterfly with orange wings flutters over to you and sits down on your nose.
>You smile and feel a since of awe for the wonders and beauty of life.
>Something hard hits your right cheek and you fall to the ground in an instance.
>You slowly open one of your eyes and see the twitching legs of the butterfly llying on the ground next to you.
>Its wing is broken.
>You look at it with sad eyes.
>A purple hoof comes down and squashes it in front of you.
Damn right in the feels for bug bro.

>Be Twilight Sparkle
>Her deadened eyes stare and a small font of glee erupts in your belly.
>The cycle of life can start now.
"I did it."
>Someponies hoof taps you on your hind quartars, turning around
>"Umm Twilight memhmm-"
>Fluttershy's mumbling something, and she's teary eyed.
>Fucking Anon.
>You rub your face in exasperation.
>Great now you have mud on your forehead.
"What did Anon do this time?"
>Finally a reaction from her
>A tired sigh then her eyes squint in thought
>She rapidly pales
>Then becomes an enraged red
>Ah you know exactly how she feels.
>Anon has that-
>Everything is ringing
>Dead eyes stare back at you
>Then they change
>Whatever warmth you had is replaced with butterflies.
>The last thing you see is a trio of them on yellow fur as your spine becomes a Pinkie Pie ribbon.
>Be Flutters.
>Be on trial for the murder of Twilight Sparkle.
>You're the ponice's primary suspect.
>Well, you kinda did kill her but how was it not justified?
>Your former friend killed a small, sweet, beautiful, innocent, butterfly, and also abused Anon and stuff...
>But the equestrian goverment didn't count that as murder.
>No, of course not.
>Ponies killing each other was wrong but ponies killing butterfiles or butterflies killing other butterflies wasn't even a crime.
>"Eh-uhm, miss Anonymous Filly, you were found on the day of the murder next to the lifeless body of the victim, having your fur caked in her blood. The ponice that found you reported that you were, quote mumbling over-and-over-again, 'The queen in yellow flutters in and takes your momfu away,' and you stared off into space. They said you remained unreachable for three days. Did you witness who killed your adoptive mother, Twilight Sparkle?"

>Be the filly.
>The rays of the sun prod you awake.
>You stretch out your forehooves into the air.
>You sit up in your bed that is just next to the windows.
>You turn your head and look at the queen-sized bed with a canopy that stands further into the room.
>Through the half-transparent curtains, you see the bed sheets rise across a lump in the bed.
>You let ouf a sigh of relief and smile towards the lump in the bed.
>You, with outmost care, lower one of your hooves to the floor and off your much smaller bed.
>You walk past the big bed's foot and turn to the left.
>Again, with care, you open a door leading into an adjecent room.
>Having entered that room and closed the door behind you, you let out another sigh of relief.
>You reach out in the blackness of the room and tap something by habit.
>It starts to glow a blue shin that lits up the room that is revealed to be a restroom.
>You look at you disheveled black mane with your green eyes and lightly starts to correct it with a couple of licks on one of your green forehooves and couple of combing strokes from it in question.
>After filling the toilet with a bucket's worth of steamy yellow piss.
>I mean shit, you just kept pissing and pissing and pissing.
>A steady stream that poured out from the hole just above your horsepussy, flew in an arch over the toilet seat, and splashed into the toilet bowl with a clinking sound that reminded you of Santa's bells on Christmas eve.
I don't know. I feel as if I'm ruining the pacing when I'm describing all of this. I'm not sure yet, cause I'm writing from the seat-of-my-pants but I think this might not be relevant to the story at large. Please, give me your honest feedback.
>Anyway, you exit the restroom and looked over to the lump in the grand bed.
"Heh, it's almost more calming to watch you sleep than to sleep myself. At least, like this, I know where I have you," you say but after a moment you cover your mouth with a hoof.
>You lower your hoof again as you notice that the occupant hasn't moved and porbably sleeps too soundly to have heard you.
>You glance at some double doors.
>With careful steps, you exit the room through them and enter a crystal hallway.
>It almost makes you wish that you were one of those Anonfillies, the ones you had read about in your previous life, that got to stay with Twilight.
>Well, you were a previous Anon that now was a filly but your relationship with Twilight, if you even can call meeting a pony once a relationship, was business related at most.
>No, it wasn't her crystal palace that you currently found yourself in.
>After passing several doorways while walking through the hallway, you enter another set of double doors.
>You entered a kitchen area.
>You navigated the room with ease and soon pulled out a lunchbox out of a fridge.
>It was filled with pancakes that were covered by strawberry jam.
>With the grueling training sessions you had, you would quickly burn off whatever you put on.
>These calories were just necessary.
>You nodded to yourself and, by using your mouth, you put the lunchbox in a microwave to be heated.
>As you waited for the pancakes to heat up, you began to do your morning stretches.
>You did this to be ready for anything the world would throw at you at the morning but also kinda to admire yourself.
>The old (male) part of yourself wanted to watch your new self (female).
>You had one sexy toned flank.
We really need to get a silent version so I don't have to leave her in the morning, you thought to yourself as you left the kitchen area with the lunchbox on your back and went back into the hallway.
>Re-entering the bedroom again, you sneaked passed the sleeping pony in the larger bed and sat down at your own.
>Seeing, that the lump was still in her place, you began to munch on your pancakes.
>You look through the window and admire the city of the Crystal Empire from there.
>You took a peek at the clock.
>A roll of jam filled pancake sticks out of your mouth as you see what time it is and you blink.
>It's ten o'clock.
>Yeah, you shake your head.
>You got to do it.
>Glaring at the ceiling, you rise from bed and walk over to the canopy of the queen-sized bed.
>You pulled the curtains away and climb into bed, while the roll of pancake in your mouth is quickly chewed up and swallowed.
>Crawling slowly over and also looking slightly away from where you're going, you tap the lump through the fabric where you think its shoulder should be.
Wait! What?
>You turn your head towards the lump in the bed.
>With wide eyes, you look towards the pillow.
>The bed sheets are covering the whole body of the lump but even over the pillow but the shape isn't right.
>Inhaling through your clenched rows of whites, you don't wanna be right and if your wrong you will surely get an earful but...
>You pulled of the bed sheet with a jerk.
>Something cold emerges in the pit of your stomach.
>The lump is a rolled up rug.
>There is a note placed ontop of the rug and you move your face closer to it, to read it.
<Dear Anon.
When you read this, I'm probably out having fun with my friends, as you probably have noted you are not included. I would like to remind you that it might not be in your best intrest to get my parents involved in this matter. Just out of concern, because what kind of lousy bodyguard let's their Princess disappear while on duty?
Yours truly, Princess Flurry Heart of the Crystal Empire.

P.s. Die.

>You shut your eyes for a moment before turning to look at one of the windows.
>You give the blue sky a death glare.
"Flurry..." you curse silently before taking off.
>Brekfestwould have to wait.
>Be anon mare
>just turned 16 and got your first cart
>Gotta get that stuff registered, even Equestria has pointless beurocracy
>you approach the old zebra mare at the front desk and give her your licence, paper work, drop of blood and a hoof print
>She mutters and ancient chant to appease the gods of the filing system
>You feel a burning sensation as a number appears on your left hoof
>"have a seat over there young lady and wait for them to call your number"
>Finding a spot in the back you look over a sea of horses all different shapes sizes and ages
>A broiling sea of colorful ponies subjected to the horrors of modern life
>Above you is an old school number counter slowly ticking up, it reads 30908
>Looking down at your still sore hoof it reads 31000
>You groan and slump back in your chair before looking to see how many people are working there
>Besides the old zebra at the front desk there looks to be four zebras at the registration desks, three talking one working at a snails pace
>Yawning you try to get comfy in the cheap plastic seat provided but it seems impossible almost like it was designed to be just slightly uncomfortable so you can never quite sit right
>As you fidgit a mare and her 3 young foals sits down near you and they immediately begin to cry, kicking off a chain reaction of groans as every baby in there begins to wail
>Clamping your hooves over your ears and trying to imagine your happy place time ticks away
>several hours pass but your number is finally coming up, tears were shed, blood spilt and at least 4 fights had broken out and you're pretty sure at least one death
>five ponies in front of you, now four, now three, two
>"lunch break we will be closed untill we feel like coming back."
>for the love of celestia you were about to commit a hate crime
>your belly rumbles, it craves food but if you give up now you'll lose your spot and twilight didnt raise no coward
>Another hour and a half passes and now your bladder is starting to hurt but you can see the zebras returning
>Crossing your legs you wait patiently as the two in front of you are serviced and your number is called, praise be celestia
>trotting up to the window you show your number and the zebra starts to look at your paper work
>"looks like you filled out this form wrong and we're missing a urine sample as well. Unfourtantly the mare that does that has gone home for the day but if you come in tomorrow we can get you processed."
>Looking down at your hooves you question your life choices as they call out the next number
>Maybe walking isnt so bad after all

>Be filly
>You and several other fillies are currently deep inside your fortress strong hold planning out your next attack on the enemy besieging your walls
>none of your generals can agree on a way to break the siege on your glorious castle and cookie and juice supplies are running low
>Some brave fillies were sent out to get more but were captured by the enemy and sent to time out
>None of you will say it but things are looking grim for the new and burgeoning filly empire
>The purple menace seems resilient to all forms off attack
>Toys were thrown, pillows launched and even a few fillies attempted to pile on her but nothing worked she grows strong as the base of the empire weakens
>A filly mentions surrender and the arguing turns to yelling as she is dragged away to the dungeons, breaking your concentration
>You have been hearing murmurs of an uprising, many had called you a cruel fascist dictator
>The word you preferred was strong empowered filly who knows what she wants and knows shes right
>Still crime and theft in fillytopia has been on the rise making it harder to gather resources to fight the great war and you fear if the city wont fall from with out you will be hung by your own people instead
>It can't be helped, you have no choice but to mount up and take a last stand, to show all the others why you are their ruler
>You gather up your remaining fighters and slip on your armor
>Each one of you shares a looking, this will probably be the last time you will fight by their side
>Offering some reassuring words you lead your army to the gates and stride out
>"Ugh there you are young filly, the others said you were responsible for this mess. Every cushion in 30 miles is missing and all the towns ponies are livid. All of you will tear this down and return the pillows and cushions or so help me none of you are getting dessert for a year!"
>What a cruel witch this one was, you had formed this nation to break away from her tyranny and now her she is threatening you once more
>raising your totally not cardboard sword in your magic you cry out
"Silence fowl beast, no longer will we live in fear of your tyrannical rule. We have declared our independence and will not allow you to shackle us with early bed times or vegetables ever again. You are nothing but a tyrant and shall be treated as such."
>Twilight's face just twitches, unsure of how to respond to being called a foul beast
>The lot of you take formation and charge
"For the holy Filly Empire! Slay the beast! Charge!"
>It was a valiant charge, though a filly tripped over a stuffed animal and slammed her face into the floor, you hopped that wouldn't make it into the history books
>Your briliant charge is stopped as Twilight grabs you all up in her magic
>She looks mad
>"You're all going to bed early tonight"
>Before she can say more you smack her in the face with your sword which bends and sorta wilts but it's enough to break her concentration and her magic fails
>Quickly you form a pile on the screaming Twilight as shes tied up and a cork is put on her horn keeping her from doing magic
>A smile slips on your face as shes gaged and dragged off into the dungeon kicking and thrashing
>Cheers can be heard as fillies come out to watch the purple menace be dragged away
"The house and all it's supplies are ours now. We shall eat well tonight but while we have won a major victory this night we can not forget our old tyrant has friends in high places. Tomorrow we shall begin to fortify against them. Let this be a lesson to all who doubted me, now come lets go free our comrades!
>More cheers erupt from the green mass as you storm the house looting and writing on the walls
>Your empire is growing and soon you will have the power to challenge Celestia herself
>It was a good day
There once was a green filly, who liked to be silly. That, much to the chagrin of a certain purple pony; whom often was unable to say much regarding these antics, but, "really?"
God I fucking love Donny Darko


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>Be filly
>lost a coin toss with spike and now you are on a fast food run
>Fucker probably cheated, you really missed thumbs
>Pick out a decent looking place to grabs some cheap fast food
>Kick the doors in or attempt to, instead hurt your hoof and feel like a retard as you pull the door open abd attempt to save face by strolling in like a badass cowboy
>The limp probably just ruins the whole thing but you're committed to the bit at this point
>You saunter up to the mare at the counter only to realize youre too short
>A brilliant idea strikes your smooth as silk brain and with a loud scratching noise you slowly drag a chair to the counter and hop up
>Still short but now able to put your hooves up on the counter you look at the mare
"Howdy ma'am my names nonny, what does a pony gotta do to get a little service around here?"
>You do your best southern accent and in return you get a rather confused look, some of the other patrons have stopped eating to look at you now
>The mare is probably confused since this is a fast food restaurant
>Her little paper hat shifts a bit on her head as she tilts it trying to tell if this is a prank
>You tap your hoof on the counter
"Hey toots, mind getting a mare a glass of whisky? Im parched."
>You tip an invisible hat at the now more confused mare and start to look over the overhead menu behind her
>Leaning forward and scrunching up your face you try to remember what spike wanted but it seems you forgot
"Fuck it, that little turd is getting a filly meal for sending me out to do this."
>A try clatters down behind you and there are several gasps from disapproving or startled ponies
>The mare in front of you looks horrified
"Ay sweet cheeks i thought i told you to get me a whisky. Eh forget about it. Let me get aahhh fuckinnnn uhhhhhhhh hmmm a kids meal with a girls toy aaaaaand hmmm a triple hayburger with everything on it, large onion rings and large soda. Shit i wonder if i should get anything for twilights fat ass while im here."
>The room has gone silent, a mare has fainted and mothers are rushing children out of the store, the worker who is supposed to be taking your order looks like shes about to cry for some reason and hasen't moved
"Hello, hey arnt you supposed to be writting this down or something? You arn't retarded are you? Hey chick snap out of it why are you just standing there?"
>Reaching forward you tap on her forehead, this seems to snap her back to reality but you over balance and gravity sends you tumbling down as the obviously retarded mare runs off
"Ehh fuck you any way, didn't want your greasy burgers anyway cunt."
>You pick yourself off the floor and notice the remaining ponies starting at You in shock, can't blame them since you are so hot
>A group of police ponies pours in as you are gawking at the gawkers
>"Little filly you are under arrest please dont resist. You have broken Equestrian law 56780 no naughty words."
>A voice pipes up, quivering and on the verge of tears
>"Sh-sh-she assaulted a worker too."
>Spinning around to face your accuser but not able to see who you yell
"Shut up nark I just tapped her on the head anyway nothing I did was a crime faggot, it's called free speech."
>To prove a point you blow a raspberry in her general direction and caller her a zigger as well
>At this point the stunned police have now wrestled you to the ground, apologising over and over for being rough and promising any booboos will be kissed at a later time
>Fuck dem cops, you start to struggle only to catch a soft rubber squeaky batten to the head"
"what the, did you just hit me?"
>One of the customers gasps at the use of such extreme force on a little filly as you're told to stop resisting and smacked again
>Another customer starts to scream
>"Stop stop she's just a little filly there's no need to hit her like that you're gonna make her cry!"
>The bigger ponies are able to subdue you and use magic to bind your hooves as you're taken away but not before you manage to bite an officer and call him a faggot, earning you another beating and a
>You try to scream that you know your rights and that you want a lawyer but all you do is drool on yourself as you're loaded up on a cart and taken to prison on some gay ass charges
>Looking back you do kinda regret bitting the cop but that dill weed had it
>You are deposited in a cell with a couple other young fillies and colts, some looking at you and others more focused on writing things into the table
>With a sigh you plop down in a corner and wait for Twilight, hopefully she can get you outta here
>"Hey there newbie, watchu in for?"
>A colt with a black slicked back mane and a leather jacket that is a little big in him approaches you, he's flanked by two other foals
>One is wearing a white t shirt with the sleeves rolled up and seems to be sucking on a candy cigarette
>The other while naked has an eye patch and seems to be mean mugging you
"Ah those guys booked me for swearing and "assault" but im innocent er well I did bite a guy and swore a lot but that really shouldn't be illegal this is all bullshit."
>All the little horses gasp and the lead foal in the jacket seems impressed and slightly startled
>"Dang filly, if you really did all that then you are hard core. Half of us are just in here for skipping class though my mane bro here is in for putting gum in the teachers hair."
>He gestures at the colt in the t shirt and he puffs his chest out a bit
>Rolling your eyes you look up at him
"So what are you in for then, slim?"
>"Well nothing as serious as you that's for sure, i just spray painted a wall with some curse words is all. I'd never hurt any pony."
>This was getting old fast, yawning you laid on your back and tried to get comfy as you waited for twi to come spring you from this cage though you got the feeling this was gonna be awhile
It's very welcomed.
Such heinous crimes! Why, if I were witness to such horrid displays, I'd probably lose my shit watching it go down and then also get arrested for swearing.
Oi! You got a loicense to be filly???
The filly has discovered the way of the criminal. This should be good.
Quick Sand is no joke so make sure to float.
>Be in pain and thirsty and a little horse
>A nice camping trip into the nearby mountains turned extremely hot stuck in real quick sand about to dehydrate and sunburn.
>You've gone through quite alot of water already trying to get help.
>Bad news Purple Horse forgot that one book she absolutely had to have.
>About the dangers of unnatural physics in Canterlot. Who knows when she'll get there and back.
>Luckily Purple Horse gave you a device to contact emergency services.
>Three problems.
>Bureaucrats, geography, word play, and horse puns.
>Horse puns aren't the problem here.
"I'm telling you I don't know!"
>"But you said you were where?"
"I have no idea. Look I'm stuck in quick sand and I need help."
>The voice has the audacity to sigh, the one where a period of elevator music would play if it could.
>It's been hours.
>"So, no, I don't know, which mountain any of those sound familiar?"
"No, what the hell are you talking about?"
>"Right no mountain."
"I'm on a mountain with quick sand."
>"That's no mountain."
"It is a mountain."
>"It is one of our great earth pony provinces. It is not a mountain."
>"You're on no mountain."
>Fucking damnit.
"You know where ponyville is?"
>"Yes, it's also near by."
"Whatever, so we pack our bags in Ponyville head to Canterlot, then fly out directly west. Near a green cabin."
>"Right, hanging up now."
"I'm dying over here."
>"Yes we've covered that."
>This asshole.
"Passing that-"
>"but you said you were on no mountain. That makes no sense."
"I am on a mountain!"
>"No mountain."
"I- we go past a lake it has a river flowing through it."
>"It doesn't."
"I'm telling you it does!"
>"It doesn't have a river it is dry as a bone Cloudsdale has to ship extra storms there."
"Going past the fucking lake, to a clif face Princess Twilight Sparkle and I go south."
>"Fucking, young filly, is near Gadzooks. You're near useless."
>Just a bit longer.
"We go down the waterfall-"
"- waterfall and make camp by the river bed near some clay. That's quick sand-"
>"That specializes in manure, it's near that, Ponyville is seperated by Whitetail-woods. Took the train to Canterlot. Headed by it, but not so, and I don't know. By deduction you're on no mountain. Hanging up now, you've crossed beyond useless toward the cliffs. Down past no mountain's ocean and its still called useless and missed mommy and potty has you stuck. Is that right? At least confirm if you're near useless."
>no more
>Hunh It's Twilight.
>Throat hurts.
>"I'll get help, and yes she's near useless!"
Succulent hay fries and hay fry accessories
Beyond the Golden Arches -MeatCanyon
<Completely ripped off and not original: based on M...C...
<Give a listen https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0tQJMQURAco
>Be Anonfilly having your fill of tendies.
>The hayburger joint Twilight frequents give you an extra trendie on the house sometimes.
>The mascot usefully does that, while that's only when there isn't a party or event it's really nice.
>All the staff keep it so clean and fresh.
>Even the ball pit is nice.
>Ponies amiright.
>The mascot is right there twirling her mane in her hoof.
>"You look cute when you eat those hayfries."
>It's mesmerizing.
"Y-you too."
>She has that trademark smile, sends tingles down your spine.
>"Join me in the ball pit? It's just right every ball is perfectly inflated."
>Well why not, although it's a bit hard getting over there.
>You steady yourself.
>"I don't bite, mu- are you okay there filly?"
>"Good good, looks like you might need a tinkle."
>Well hunh when did the bathroom get so close.
>"It's really clean why don't I show you. Just a couple of drips."
>It is really clean, and I-
>I'm back at the table eat tendies.
>"They're good right? Just for you, a special little filly."
>You're outside?
>"Coloratura? Yeah I like her songs more now. It's more, refreshing."
>Theres Purple now.
>"Well I suppose everything is alright then, she was on her best behavior?"
>"Like our succulent hayppy meals."
>"Mmmm hayppy meal. I mean yes excellent. She'll be over there every time something comes up. I'll cover the costs."
>"That's great I'm sure we'll have a fun time together."
"Mhmmm fhun."
>"Aw look at her all tucked out."
>Her fur is really soft.
>"I wonder what she's dreaming about?"

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Got any good Model Sheets for Anonfilly?

I'm making something you'll like, and they'd be useful.
nevermind, I found some on-model art and did my best.
the animation isn't synched up right, she's supposed to bob her head side to side with the beat. I'll work on fixing that later.
nice, good work fren
Thank you! I'm not sure how her tail should look, this is the base model I'm working with
Cute filly.
She needs a shorter neck and a bit thicker thighs.
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Can somebody remake the /mlp/ filly thread? I'm banned and have no mobile data.
It's been done
>Be twilight
>Currently you have a squirming filly in your lap and a brush in your magic
"Young lady if you dint stop struggling this instant Im l'm going to use this brush on your flank instead of your mane."
>"Do it faggot, no balls."
>With out hesitation you flip the brush around and swat the little green filly on her tush making her cry out and whimper as a redmark appears on her butt
"Am i going to spank you again or will you be a good filly and hold still for mommy?"
>"B-blow me homo, my mane is just fine I don't want brushies you can't make me."
>With out hesitation you strike fillies bottom once more, she cries out and whimpers, trying to get away but you hold her tighter and deliver another spank
"Little fillies shouldn't use such rude or foul language, little fillies should sit still for their mommies too. Be a good filly so mommy doesn't have to punish you okay?
>Filly whimpers, her flanks red and sore but no long struggling
"Are you a good little filly?"
>She nods and you smile, feeling her relax a little as you spray detangler in her mane and gently brush out the knots and tangles
"Such a lovely mane, you really should take better care of it young lady. We may have to give it a trim soon you're getting shaggy."
>You giggle and give the filly a reassuring nuzzle as she huffs a bit but her attitude changes as you tap the brush on her flanks once more
"None of that now or you'll lose cookie privileges too, I'm sure you don't want that right?
>Filly shakes her head and squeaks "N-no ma'am."
>finishing her mane you slide her lower body into your lap and begin to work the tangles out of her tail next, it's much worse and dirt has been collecting in the bushy thing, defiantly time for a trim
>working the last of the knots out you set filly in your lap and begin to french braid her hair, tying it up nice as and slow as you hum for her just like your mother did for you
>You stroke her cheek and gaze at the mirror in front of the two of you, hugging the little mare tight in your hooves as she blushes and looks down
"see that wasn't so hard was it? Now lets get you a cookie."
>"Do it faggot, no balls."
>"B-blow me homo
Well, well, well, let's teach filly some respect.
>"Well well, look at the city slicker pulling up in her fancy Germane wagon."
"This wagon was made in Griffinstone!"
>"Well pardon us Ms. Rara sockies."
"I bought these socks from a hobo!"
>"Well ladeeda Ms. Park Avenue hooficure."
"I'm sorry, I believe in good grooming."
>"Teh! You're not gonna grow nothin' on the old Sparkle place! That's why your mommy abandoned it."
"Oh what do you know?"
>"Well, I know you're not naturally an earth pony, and probably don't have the latent magic."
"Oh, that's just superstition! You watch, I'll grow somethin' out there."
>"Not if you're plantin' gummy ursas."
Pick a spoiler for your primary and once again for a secondary magically induced Anonfilly bullshit.
The other three will be related to archnemesises (or general dickery).
What it actually means for you to interpret however you want.
[1d5 = 5]
[1d5 = 2]
Murphy mode: Anything that can go wrong will go wrong.
Who's up for icecream?!
>Plan is simple be blasted with elements of harmony, don't develop super magic cancer simple.
>Out in the open just in case. Riparoni giant tomato test fruit vegetable. The castle still has bits of squishy red chunks in places.
>Right by the hospital just incase your gallbladder falls out or something. Remember don't lick your lip if you feel something.
>Be blasted by magic. Hope chance, calculation and power of friendship works.
>So why is everypony so loud?
<"Anon! Why can't I move? W-whoa."
<"Ah'm with yah Twi- is that us? It is."
"Urgh quiet down."
>"Anon! You're a...live?"
<"Would you look at the state of my mane absolutely horrendous."
<"How am I going to head to everyponies birthday party when I'm in here?"
"Yeah that's great would everyone just shut... quiet down for a minute."
>Your hand, now a hoof slides on your new face...
>Eyes pop out of the skin
>silken fur lightly changing color
>then little hooves reach out
>covering the new eyes.
>What you see is adorable nightmare fuel Fluttershy.
>Crawling in your skin.
>You scream, we scream we all scream for eyes scream.
never participated in ur filly threads watsoever. i jsut broke mkultra throught their irc bots network.....by spamming shit they dont like. powerful magic words. and i have wrote exaclty all about it on my website here....mkultra.....was on mlp threads back on /b/ tho

Meds. Now.
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Still alive, wrote some shitty green earlier. Would've posted it here first but I was mobilefagging and had to get out of bed a few minutes later.
>Be unifilly.
>Mom drags you away from your books to take a family photo.
>Can't get too excited about it because you're nervous as hell, you have to keep studying for the entrance exams.
>Immediately go back to your room and shut and lock the door.
>Your youngest mobile sister comes by and asks if you want to play, and you rather rudely tell her no through the door.
>She sounds sad, but trots off to play with the earth pony filly.
>Magic crackles in the dark as you practice advanced spells.
>You got in, and are afforded a momentary period to relax from studying.
>You decide to spend the three days you have to get ready mostly holed up in your room reading a good book.
>You aren't bothered, everypony assumes you're packing.
>You graduated with honors, and were able to get a job designing higher-grade steel for the railways.
>It's all new and exciting for you, never before in your life have you had a job that means anything.
>Your mother comes to visit you at the station out to the remote camp you'll be living at and the two of you hug tightly.
>Maybe they'll let you come home next summer.
>Every time you brush your mane you're pulling out sizable clumps.
>You're crying, held gently but firmly to the hospital bed with straps.
>Luckily you didn't kill anypony, but your asshole supervisor should be in this hospital too with a sizable hole in his leg.
>Were you never meant to be an important pony?
>You're back in your old room now, looking at the faded green stars on the ceiling.
>Your oldest sister has already moved out and the pegasus is studying for her entrance exams...
>So many wasted years.
>Nopony will touch you after what you did... and you weren't even lucid during it.
>You look over at the bottle of pills on your bedside table, and then back up at the ceiling.
>It's too late for you, but it isn't too late for the pega.
>You move slowly through the hall, your mess of a mane bouncing awkwardly around.
>Your mother has forced you to take daily baths, but you couldn't be bothered to brush your mane.
>You knock on her door.
>"Go away, mom."
"Fertile Wind."
>You hear hooves padding softly on the carpet as she goes over to the doir and unlocks it.
>You're still wearing the hospital gown because you've been craving the extra warmth, and you look every inch a broken pony.
>"Oh... god..."
>Without a word she lays you down on her bed and tells you to wait while she retrieves your hairbrush.
>You give a small noise of indication and wait.
>Your eyes well up with tears as you feel her carefully work out every tangle.
>All this time without seeing her and she still cares about you this much...
>You don't deserve her.
>Your voice is wobbly as you continue.
"Please, don't forget to enjoy this."
>"I already am."
"N-no, this... being a filly."
>She looks into your eyes, overflowing with big bulbous tears.
>She pushes you over onto your side with little resistance and wraps you tightly in a hug.
>"Where did it all go so wrong, big sis?"
"When I tried to be a mare I wasn't ready to be."
>"There's still hope."
"I... think I'd rather be a filly."
>She brushes your long, thick mane out of your eyes.
>"I need to keep studying, but you can stay right here as long as you're quiet."
>You sit there in shock as she breaks the hug, leaving you on the bed.
>You can only whisper out a small 'no...' before the sedatives kick in and you're out like a light.
Anyone got that, back by unpopular demand, meme? I need it for reasons.


Nice to see that you're still around, man! Good short, I wonder what it is that Fertile Wind did to mess things up that badly?
Happiness is a warm filly.
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Happy to see you back as well. Don't see too many stories of Anonfilly once she starts her own family and seeing it fall apart like this. Would be interesting to see what Anonmare and Twilight react to all this.
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Thank you. Might be best to leave it somewhat ambiguous, but I did have something in mind when I was writing it.
Sorry, your post only just loaded. Been having some issues with my internet. I suppose I could write that some time soon.
>why are we here? Just to suffer?
Those are good fillies.
Wew. That filly needs intensive filly care.
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Hope you all enjoy, might see this through more but it's too soon to tell. I've desperately missed writing here.
>"You did your best, you've got to believe that."
>Twilight's embrace feels just as good as it did when you were young as you sob into her chest.
>There's a look of intense sadness on her face as she gently strokes your back with the soft underside of her hoof.
"Where did it all go wrong? Did I push her too hard? Was she not ready?"
>"No, I... I think she pushed herself too hard. I wish I could've been there more often, given her the support she needed. How is Fertile Wind?"
"She's studying just as hard as Evergreen did... I'm worried, mom."
>Twilight lets out a long and quiet sigh.
>"Maybe there's some element of your species still at play. She had the talent. She had the work ethic-"
>"...Has. Could there be some element of unlucky magic that's been brought over from your world?"
"You know we don't have any magic."
>"You say you don't, but in reality it just isn't immediately accessible to you."
>You chuckle mournfully.
"You say that, but with all due respect, how would you know? I came to this place because I wanted to escape from the horror of the mundane. The terror of the grind. The endless machine that humans are fitted into until they wear down to breaking and are tossed out."
>"And you expected it to be that easy?"
"It wasn't! All of my family, all of my friends, gone. A one-way trip for one, and a suitcase with a half-completed apparatus that might have been able to bring along more."
>"And it did."
"And it did and now I'm... just as miserable. I was there for every step of their little lives, from the day they stopped calling me a fucking faggot tranny, then the first time they climbed into my bed at night when there was a storm raging outside..."
>"It's nice, isn't it?"
"It is, but now I fear for Fern as well. Can I steer her path? Is this some sort of curse?"
>"Surely there's someth-"
>The door opens and Evergreen stumbles in, bags under her eyes and a mug of coffee levitated unsteadily in her once unwavering magical grip.
>She's still wearing the gown, you'd tell her to take it off but clothes don't get too dirty naturally in Equestria.
>You break away from Twilight's hug and give her a tight squeeze.
>A bit of searing hot coffee spills on your back, but you don't even care.
>"I-I was just gonna ask if you wanted help with the dishes..."
"Do you want to see a movie later tonight, sweetie? My treat."
>"S-sure, but we don't own an... oh."
"Are you afraid of going out in public?"
>"Ponies will stare..."
>"And with good reason, you're a very pretty mare."
>"H-hello grandma Sparkle."
>Evergreen looks like she wants to dart back into her room, and you'll let her for now.
>You give her a peck on the cheek and turn your attention to Twilight again.
"Can you talk to Cheerilee about a teaching apprenticeship? She's getting up in the years."
>Twilight huffs.
>"I'm only a year younger than her, you know."
"You're an alicorn though. I figured you wouldn't take offense to it."
>"There's more to the passing of time than one's own aging."
"Please, mom. See if you can get her the job."
>"Fine, but I expect to see you at my book club meeting next month."
>You smile and give her a quick hug, popcorn preparation foremost on your mind at the moment.
>Evergreen loves caramel corn, and they don't sell it in Ponyville.
Hope to read more.
Even more importantly glad to have you here lone.






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Do not leave things unattended around filly
I don't care if he's been put in the body of a miniature miniature horse, Anonymous should know not to fuck with the demon core
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Holy fucking shit how has it been over a week? Thanks though Anon. I'll try to find the time to write more soon, got a summer job and have been pretty busy.
It hasn't been tha-
Time is really slipping around.
Hopefully the job is going good friend, and more importantly that you're doing well.
>I'll try to find the time to write more soon
Looking forward to it poner.
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After a while of not knowing what the hell to do and then knowing what the hell to do but having finals to work through, I finally come to you all with Content™! Anyway, another installment of "It's the Little Things" is coming up, and it's coming at the rate that I can copy/paste text out of a notepad file!

>Be Anon
>Resident faggot turned small horse turned parasite
>You're on your way home from school, thinking about what's supposed to happen at work today
>Rumors have been going around that you're getting a raise, and you're betting it's happening today
>If not, then whatever
>You're not making money to sustain yourself, you're making money for shits and giggles
>Verdant Strain is purely a means to an end
>Well, until it gets to the time when you're supposed to look like her forever
>Then Verdant Strain just becomes Anonymous
>Anyway, you get home and start fucking around like you normally do nowadays
>If nobody comes knocking, then you just get a book and wait until you need to go to work
>Around the time you leave, the resident parasite turned pony shows up
Howdy, how was your day?
The usual kind of horrid, or a new kind?
>A̷̩̅ ̸͉̀n̴͕͊ē̴͚w̴̫̒ ̶͇͗k̸̬̀i̴̬͌n̷̼̅d̸̤̕,̶̺̇ ̶̮̆i̵̲͛f̶̢̉ ̷̺́ȳ̷̩o̴̖͝u̴͕͛ ̷̞̈́c̶͇̄ã̵͍n̸̳̊ ̷̛̞b̴̧̛e̸̜͂l̶̡̏i̷̡͂e̵͜͝v̷̡͘ẻ̵͙ ̸̗̌i̵̱͌ṯ̷̛.̸͖̈́ ̸̨͘G̸̦̾e̶͈͂t̷̢͘ ̶͍̇t̵́ͅȟ̸̨ỉ̵͕s̶̝̍,̸̪̍ ̷͙̍t̴̛̮h̴͔̚ë̸̞́ ̵̀͜p̵̜̄u̸͓͐r̵͙̐p̸̧͠l̸͓̿e̴͇͐ ̸͕̍ö̴̳́n̶͚̓e̴̺͊ ̷͈̍h̵̳͐a̵̢͆š̷̰ ̶̥̋ḏ̴͛e̷̠̓c̶̰̆i̴̙̓d̵̬̽e̶̻͋d̸̮͊ ̷̥͠t̶̗̍o̷̙̓ ̴͔͆b̵͔͛r̶̺̓ï̸̭ṋ̷̃g̸̛̯ ̴͇̓h̸̙̾ê̷͍r̸͈͊ ̸̹͘o̷̻͂v̷̧͒e̷̻̾r̴̼͗l̷̪̉ó̶͔ř̸̢d̵͍̕ ̴͕̀i̵̻̓n̴̘͛t̵̙͋ǫ̷̑ ̴͓̔t̶͇̿h̷̬͊ï̶̗s̶͚̄ ̴͎̈n̸̢̈́ȍ̴̪w̵̞̆!̶̟͘
Celestia's coming to see you?
>N̴̖̑o̶̝̕t̵̹̾ ̸̙͌ň̴͕o̸̗͠w̷̦̔,̶̮̐ ̶͙͘s̸̖̿o̷͙͋m̸͇͆ę̶̾t̸̺̎h̷̭̀î̴̪n̸̬͐g̵̦̓ ̶̟̕t̴̟̀ö̷͕́ ̸̮̎d̵̳̑o̷̫̍ ̵̪̿w̶̛̲i̸͖̋ț̵͛h̶̹͠ ̷̦̃t̴̜͠h̸̛̫e̴̹͊ ̸͈̃w̸̡͠i̷͚̓n̶̠̎ṭ̴͋ḛ̸̏r̷̹̾ ̴̩͌s̵̤̄o̶͓̽l̴̻͋s̶͍̏t̶͖͌i̸͚̽c̶̢͒ḙ̸̊ ̷͉͊ò̴̮ȑ̴͔ ̶̪͠w̷͖̄h̷͔͝a̵͍͛t̷̨͝ḛ̴͌ṽ̵͕e̵̹͆r̴͕̉ ̸́͜c̷̠̎ë̴̡l̵͙͋ḙ̶̑b̶͖̀r̸̗͝a̴̦͆t̴̗͂ī̶͖o̷͕͠n̸̛̲ ̸̞̃y̶͍̆ö̵̡́ų̴͝ ̸͖͗h̶͉̐ä̵̪́v̶͖̑e̴͍͝ ̵̥̒f̶͎̆ő̵͖r̶̝̎ ̵͎̌í̷̤t̵̜͒.̴̤͑
>Oh yeah, Hearth's Warming is coming up
>Good thing Astra doesn't expect a gift!
You still have a month, you're fine
>Í̵̭m̴̡̉à̵̠g̸̛̼i̸̞̚ñ̴͎e̵̾ͅ ̸̤͗s̶̬̓o̶̰̓m̶͙̑e̶͙͝o̶̥̒ń̵͔e̴͚͛ ̵̯̍t̵͚̆o̴̡̕l̶̲̀d̷̙͊ ̸̣̓y̶̪̽ǒ̵͙u̵͉̿ ̶̣̊t̶̘͠ḩ̵̎ǎ̷̙t̵͑͜ ̵̼̄ỵ̶͒ŏ̷͔ũ̸͓ ̵̛̫o̶̥͂n̷̍͜ḽ̷̑ȳ̴̻ ̶̖͋h̴͇̍ạ̴̅v̵̩́e̸͍͆ ̴̹͌a̸̗̾ ̷͖̚m̸͜͠ǐ̷̘n̸͓̆u̸̫͊ṫ̷̜e̴̯͘ ̷̛̲û̴̼n̶̢̅t̷̮̚į̸͆l̸̩̕ ̴̮͊y̴̝̾ơ̴̻u̵̖̓ ̴̙̃f̴̩̂å̵ͅć̶̞ȅ̴̫ ̴͚̈a̷̛̮n̸̺̑ñ̷̳i̸̧͘h̵̗̒ĩ̷̺l̷͉̑ã̷̬t̷̟̀i̷͓̇o̶͈̎n̷̬̈.̷͇͆
She's not gonna kill you, you've come too far for that to happen!
>Y̶̲͐e̴̻̽t̶͖͒ ̶̻̽w̴̖̑e̶͉̒ ̸͇̄h̷̰́a̴̩͐v̵͉̅e̷͇͆n̷̥͌'̷̡͐t̵͖́ ̸̠̽m̴̥̓a̴͖̽n̵̨̉å̴͔g̸͎̏e̵̛͉d̸̬̈́ ̷̍ͅẗ̷̺́ò̵͚ ̶͎̏d̵͉̊i̵͝ͅs̵͇̅p̴̞͂ŏ̸͕s̷̹̀e̸̞̋ ̸̭͛o̴̧͝f̶̩̎ ̵̫͗t̶̟̓h̵̹͆e̴̹͋ ̸̱̈́p̴̳̕ȕ̶̢r̵̥̈p̷͇̀l̵͙͆e̶̛̪ ̶͎̽ö̷̻́ń̸̮ȩ̶̄!̷͓͛ ̸̬̎H̵̳̏ò̸̮ẅ̶͚́ ̶̺̄a̸͍̕r̴̨͛ḙ̴̎ ̵͈͝ẅ̷̦́e̴͚͛ ̷̙͑s̷̛̻ū̴̼p̸̝͌p̸̣̏ǒ̸̗s̴̺͋e̵̱̎d̶̬́ ̸͉̕t̷͈͝ó̸̳ ̵̦̃f̵̮̀e̷̥̍ĭ̸͈g̴͎̎ṇ̵̍ ̵̨̂s̴̭͠ủ̴̻c̵̩̔c̷͉͑e̸̞͠s̴̲͝š̶̨ ̶̬̋a̴͙͋n̵͎̏d̷̠̑ ̵̱͝s̶̖͝u̵͍̽ṛ̸̀v̸̝̄i̷̙̕v̴̜̕é̴͖ ̶̫̈u̸̙̍n̴̤͛l̸͔͠e̴̤͋s̴͚̕s̴̥̚ ̶̦͆w̷̠͠e̴̫͐ ̶̤͝c̷͔̓ỏ̴͕ņ̴̌t̷̖̉r̵̀͜o̸̧͘l̴͓̑ ̶̡͂t̷̤͋ḧ̷̻́e̷͈͗ ̸̹̏m̴̫͗e̷͓̊ḁ̸̂ṇ̷̌s̴̖̕ ̷̰́ô̷̮f̸̢̏ ̷͈̈́o̶̘͂u̸̲̇r̴̮̽ ̸͍̈s̷̡̓u̶͍͑r̴̪̍v̸̜͑i̶͔̇v̴̙͋ą̸̄l̵͔̽?̵̯͗
One, you're not killing Twilight because that's the wrong thing to do. Two, you're not killing Twilight because doing so would definitely get Celestia to kill you. Three, you're not killing Twilight because she knows everything there is to know about you and she has a very good habit of preparing for literally every eventuality. Four, that's not what I meant by you coming too far.
>You feel a slight ping of confusion from Astra's general direction, followed by a long silence
>After the silence concludes, it does so through an echoing screech that you're pretty sure Pinkie could've "heard"
>T̷̘͑ö̶͙́ ̴̘͑t̶͙́ẖ̶͐ì̶͈n̵̖͛k̵͉̂,̷͓͝ ̸͈̈́a̵̤̕l̵̪̉l̶̻͐ ̷͚̈́ț̴̒h̵͖́ï̶̳s̴̱̽ ̶͙̀ţ̷͆i̴̇ͅm̶̛̙e̶̡͑ ̸̙̈W̵̓ͅẺ̸̮ ̵̇͜h̴͓͑a̵͙͊v̶̾ͅe̶͆͜ ̸̙̓b̵̡̅e̴͙̓é̸͙n̶̗̋ ̸̢̋ť̶͚h̸̛̙e̶̪̅ ̸̓ͅo̷̧̕n̵̗̾ȩ̶̈́ ̴̝̇p̶̰̽l̸͎̃a̵̛ͅy̵͖̾ẹ̶͆d̴͇̓ ̸̻͐f̷̹̃o̸͙͐r̶̲̆ ̵͔̎f̴̩͒o̶͎̔o̵̪͘ľ̷̢s̶̽ͅ!̸͌ͅ ̴̯̈T̷̮̏h̷̭͐e̷̫͝ ̵̦̀Ỉ̷͔N̶̺͋S̸͍͆O̷͈͛L̴̤̈́E̵̢̊N̴͔͒C̴̤̊E̶̚ͅ!̵̠́ ̸̹̈́D̴̞͐Ò̸̼ ̸̙̀T̷͍̂H̷͔̒Ȩ̴͛Ỷ̷̩ ̶̼͠N̵̜̕Ó̸͉T̸̺̄ ̶̜̓K̶̠̇N̶̡̛Ō̶̹Ẃ̶̥ ̶͓̐W̷̬̑H̴͇͘Ő̴͕ ̵͎͒W̶͈̿E̸͎͆ ̶̦̇A̷̭̿Ṟ̸̚Ȅ̸̝!̸͓͒?̶̣̑
That's the thing, Twilight knows exactly who you are and that's exactly why she's managed to do this.
>Another screech is telegraphed into your mind, followed by a wave of resignation
>Knowing better than to get in the way of Astra's tantrums, you instead opt to check the time
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>Oh, shit, you need to leave!
I'm just gonna let you sort through the rest of this yourself, feel free to call me if you need me though. I'm off to work!
>You run out the door mid-transformation as Astra dejectedly lifts a tendril to wave you off
>Thanks to your infinite stamina, you manage to make it to the train station with a minute to spare!
>Alright, punch in, and get to work!
>Right on time in multiple ways, it seems, as another train rolls into the station right as you take your place
>You and your team crack open the cargo hold of the car before you, breaking it up into sections for you all to handle
>In particular, you get stuck with the heaviest looking section (as usual, by now)
>Oh well, you've never been bested by cargo yet!
>And by that you mean that you haven't had to ask for help, cargo has definitely bested you at times
>Particularly an unexpectedly heavy bag that you chipped a tooth trying to lift up
>Good thing tooth chips are small and don't draw much attention when they suddenly "gget cleaned up" or "get fixed at the dentist's"
>Either way, you're not letting yourself get beaten by boxes and bags and you're intent on keeping it that way!
>Oh good, this flashback has lasted long enough for you to clear out your part
>Now we just wait for the next load to show up!
>And while you sit and watch the clock, one of your coworkers walks up to you
>A cream mare by the name of Fork Lift, somepony you've become loose friends with
>"So, Verde, how are you tonight?"
"Oh you know, same stuff different day. You?"
>"Not much. Wanna know something kind of interesting that I saw today?"
"Do tell!"
>"Well, I was going out to run some errands this afternoon and I thought I saw you on the way, but it was just some filly. The odd thing about her though was that she was the spitting image of you!"
>Well, this was bound to happen at some point
>Luckily, you've thought about this for ages with your infinite wakefulness and steadily growing paranoia regarding your condition!
>Unfortunately, your growing desire to test your abilities has lead you to a solution that may backfire horribly
>Who are you to shy away from a challenge, though?
"Yeah, I have a little sister."
>"Really? That seems like something that would come up more often, if you ask me."
"Yeah, but she's really good at staying under the radar and when she can't, I'm not the kind of pony to air out her dirty laundry in public."
>"Wow, I wish you had been my sister. Mine wouldn't hesitate to say anything and everything about my screwups back when I still lived with them, but that's a story for another day."
"Agreed. On an unrelated note, I think that's the load coming over."
>You gesture towards an incoming trolley full of luggage
>"Yeah, we should probably get to that. Pick this up again later?"
>Now with a purpose again, both you and Fork Lift get back to your jobs
>And that's how the shift for tonight goes
>Load something, chat for a while, unload something, chat some more, and so on
>Finally, your shift closes off about an hour before the sun rises
>Punch out, and go home
>You would feel exhausted were you a normal pony, but again, infinite stamina
>Once you finish your leisurely stroll home, you find Astra not having moved from its usual perch of choice
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>A̴̧̓n̸͙̋d̷̞̋ ̶̎͜h̴̟́o̸̧͝w̴̭͗ ̸͍̈w̵̖̒a̴͎̓s̴̻͑ ̵̣̋ý̶̮o̵̘͊u̷̟͒ȓ̵͚ ̸̤̄ń̸̥i̵͒͜g̵̰̚h̸͎͋t̴͐ͅ ̵̞̔o̸̮̒f̴͕͋ ̶̲̿p̷̜͗u̴̦͋s̵̹̑h̴̞̓ḯ̷̘n̷͇̍g̴̢͊ ̸̉͜b̶̨̕ȏ̶͔x̴̙̀e̶̦͘s̵̬͒?̸̖̾
Not bad, glad to see that you've gotten over your feelings from earlier.
>You get no response besides a dejected grumble
>You'll take that as a 'no'
By the way, I suppose I should tell you that I made some plans with a work friend for next week and she thinks that I have a sister-
>Ẃ̵̯e̶̪̓ ̵̣̐a̷̭̽r̶͈̍e̶͓̋ṅ̷͖'̶͖̒t̸̨̎ ̴̙̊c̷̬̐ọ̷̄v̴̹̈́ē̸̥r̶̜͆ĩ̵͖n̴̬͑g̸̪͋ ̴̤̌f̶̪̎o̴̯͆r̶̪͊ ̴̱̌y̵͈̆o̷̦͆ú̵̩r̶̗̍ ̷̻͌m̸͖̓i̵̮͊s̷̭͝ẗ̶̲a̶̟͠k̶͈͝è̵̢.̸̰̂
-not that I expected you to. Anyway, just letting you know so you don't blow my cover.
>A̴̛͕n̴͚͌d̴͓̎ ̷̗̐h̴͉̉o̷̻͠ẃ̵̬ ̷̣̉ḑ̴̆ȍ̷̯ ̶̦͘y̴͍̌o̵͆͜u̸͈̚ ̶͎̑ë̷̫́x̸̲̏p̸͜͝ẹ̸̏c̷̝͘t̵̯̅ ̷̦̈́t̷͔̐ǫ̸̾ ̴̜͒h̶͉͑o̴̻̅l̴̡͛ḓ̷͗ ̴͖̎t̵̻̕h̵̯͝i̴̛͍s̶̺̊ ̸̥̓l̶̬̐i̶̢̾e̶̡̍ ̸͈̀t̵͇͑o̴̘͑g̷͙̿e̸̦͋ț̷̈h̴̙̓e̴̢̔r̵̥͝?̵͉̊
Simple. I use a power that I know I have thanks to you to create a duplicate of myself to play the part!
>You see the amorphous form on the couch begin to congeal together into two separate blobs, both of them solidifying into a pony form
>Astra's now two bodies slip off the couch together and walk to either side of you, staring you down intently as they move in perfect synchronization
>"Looking to master more of your body, are you?" the right body purrs
>"But we're not sure if you can handle it yet." the left chides in response
>"You haven't learned to think as we have, the sum total of billions of minds in one or more bodies." the right elaborates
>"And yet... You have managed to get this far through our guidance." the left debates
>Both Astras begin to circle you deliberately, looking you up and down as they move and seemingly daring you to move yourself
>After a few more tense moments, both bodies slide together and reshape themselves back into one Astra
>"We will help you to learn this as best you can, but we will not guarantee you success. It is... Rare for a condition like yours to arise, and rarer still that one such as you gets full mastery of their form without doing what's necessary to make these attributes work for them. However, this world has so far spat in the face of everything we thought we knew, so you very well may be able to."
"So you'll help me?"
>"Yes. If, of course, you help me survive this 'Celestia' being and its visit to us."
"Like I said before, you'll be fine!"
>"Yet the purple one explicitly told me that 'Celestia' would be looking for any excuse possible to remove me from existence."
>You remember back to Astra's news of Twilight's letter those months ago
>There could be a small problem, now that you think on it
"I'm not helping you kill or assimilate anyone."
>"And we have yet to develop a plan that will allow that to happen. All we ask for right now is survival."
>You take a deep breath and let it back out in a sigh
"Fine. You have a deal."
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And that's all I have written for now. Hope it lives up to whatever your expectations are or surpasses them, but I'll just be happy knowing that you all know I haven't abandoned you. As always, feedback is much appreciated and have a nice day!

no, I'm not seb. Equally retarded, but (hopefully) much more self aware.
The pacing is nice. The text glows nicely. Take these (you)s but don't eat them all at once!
Really happy to see you back and writing. Got a problem where I like Thing pony stories but always feel bad when she's assimilating ponies but you got a clever twist on it. I recall a green with the same general scenario of Anon being assimilated and turned into Anonfilly Thing but even with the important ponies knowing about Anon and Astra got a delicate balance of needing to keep this a seceret from the general population and keeping Astra in check.

Excited to see the hyjinks Anon gets up to if she can master the duplication. Should be a source of much hyjinks. Plus with Celestia coming it'll be a good chance for comedy and/or drama.
>You're Anonymous the Ex-Filly on a job for Twilight Sparkle, Sparkle Extraordinaire.
>The land is practically all crystal and not a living thing around.
"What do I do with these wires?"
>"Just move the wires, over there wire mover."
"Sure thing. Jackass."
>It's been a few dozen years after season whatever the fuck, but that's not the problem.
>"Well asshole we're about to open the gate to an alternate time line that has fewer faggots milling about."
>The pocket taser being one of the few things that keep the damned beings at bay gives a whine and whirr.
"Good thing too, Zeus-Lite caught the aids."
>Wires coiled, the guts of dead crystal things arranged in a psychopathic display of dominance.
>Twilight does frown at my comment in a rare display of genuine emotion.
"Kinda like your b— pussy."
>She settles back to her mask, it'll keep them off our track a little longer.
>"That's what you get for dicking with it."
>In a clap of cheeks and thunder the portal opens.
>Hopefuly this time you'll teach yourself the secret to finding the Cli-Torus earlier.
>You hug Twilight for the last time, as the only proof of this time being herself and your letters.
>She breaks first throwing herself through the portal.
>You follow suit, the magical filly body and temporal worm hole get along like a house on fire.
>A 70 Giga-Hoof radius is gone into seemingly nothing.
>Twilight catches what remains of you.
>The most important bits.
>Luckily as planned.
>The perfect name for this shitshow comes as an idle thought.
>Ghost Stories: Mare Bits edition.
This is the most refreshing green in a looooooooong time.
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Fucking love the whole splitting bit.
All looks good for this one, glad to have you back. Thanks for continuing this after all this time, brings a smile to my face.
Just a reminder that I am your god now. Worship me.
>the power surge
Taken and checked.
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>Be Fertile Wind.
>You've been studying for hours, but you can't take a break now.
>Even though you aren't really able to cram any more information into your head at this point, the exam is in just a few days.
>A knock comes at the door.
"Go away, mom."
>"I-I have something for you."
>It's Evergreen again.
>Better see what she wants, it's only polite.
>You open the door a crack and look at her, dried tears on her face.
>"M-mom wants to take us to the movies."
"I'm busy."
>She sounds like she's about to cry again as she reaches a hoof through the cracked door.
>You push it back.
>She smiles and wraps her hoof around yours with a bit of finesse.
>"N-now you're gonna get pregnant, faggot."
>Your mom doesn't want you to say it around the youngest one in case she's not like the rest of you (fat fucking chance) so you haven't heard it in quite a while.
>All of the time you spent online comes flooding back to you.
>Your robust folder of reaction images.
>Your slick top of the line gaming PC that you mostly just used for Mongolian Basketweaving discussion.
>And what was it all for?
>It was all for fun, right?
>You wouldn't have kept going back day after day if it weren't fun, right?
>You feel a tear slide down your muzzle.
"Y-yeah, let's see the movie as long as it isn't some gay shit."
>Her grin is practically ear to ear despite her sorry appearance.
>"S-she's mom, do you think she'd pick gay shit?"
"Good point."
Whatever this feel inside is... it's very nice.
Anonfilly - hugging pillow.png
Thanks poner.
Now I can go to sleep.
Someone huck me an invite to the discord server :(

>5 day suspension from ponytown for harassment
I will be back.
Yo zigga, I got b&. I'm not sure it is even there anymore. Discord is gay n e way, but I think I got rekt for being a part of the Aryanne server or something.
Nah I haven't been banned, those cunts from discord just disabled my account for "glorifying or promoting physical or sexual violence." This wont stop me, however, I have already created a new account and am in all the servers I was in before except for the anonfilly and related servers. I know they browse this place occasionally.

>Discord is gay n e way
I know but I can't stop shitposting
are you going to bother posting content to the anonfilly thread or are you just going to be a bunch of discord tranny faggots
Are you?



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>In the icecream joint a gaggle of fillies walk in toward a red booth only thing missing is a jukebox.
>The Cutie Mark crusaders, Apple Bloom, Scootaloo, Sweetie Bell, Diamond Tiara, Silver Spoon, and you Anonfilly.
>Commonly known as that one fag who forgot how to walk every so often. Well the murmurs were pretty hush hush, so it might be something else.
>A whisper a change of bits and everyone, except Apple Bloom is seated.
>She's chatting up the proprieter.
>Not long the treats arrive courtesy of Apple Bloom, Diamond Tiara paying for yours this time.
>Not having bits and being in a legal grey zone does have some down sides.
>The milkshake that Diamond Tiara gave is exactly what you needed after today.
>At least these ponies care. They're your friends after everything is said and done.
>Tastes like vanilla, looks like neon strawberry.
>"Well Anon, after crusading we still don't know what your cutie mark means."
"You tried."
>Word smithing has failed frowning fillies increases.
>They have you facing them in the circular booth.
"Hey this vanilla is pretty good."
>Their frown deepens more.
>This is maybe some of the best ice cream you've ever had.
>"Disapearing pretty fast, I'll get another."
>Your cheeks heat up, but this time for some reason you can't deny that would be nice.
>They smile just a little.
>Three more shakes in, and everything is a little better. A little bit brighter neon ice cream.
>Starting to match the red booths you all sit at.
>Even the fillies are smiling.
>Your smile mirrors them.
>They take your hoof, how lewd.
>"Hey Anon, could you do me a favor and rub my filly bits?"
>A̸n̵y̸t̷h̵i̷n̸g̸ ̵f̸o̵r̶ ̷t̴h̶e̸m̸.
>Your hoof moves gently to Apple Bloom.
>Soft and supple.
>"Told ya'll it'll work."
>"So she'll do anything?"
>"MNF, nah~ it's more like oohh! Like bypassing all barriers, passing along your intent, and m-making it a priority. So mnn-mostly anything."
>Wet with pleasure.
>"Twilight was right having Anon do things for us will be awesome."
>"O-ohkay Anon stop rubbing me."
>Your hoof is rather cool in the ice cream shop with it being all wet.
>But it would be rude to just wipe it off...
>Then again she did make quite the mess.
>Whatever not your problem.
>"So what now? We already hazed her into membership."
>You nod your head. Nothing wrong with them doing that.
>Why... if it wasn't them you'd probably be furious. Maybe not, sort of hard to tell at the moment.
>"Now? Having Anon be a bit more pony-like and loosen up. Look at this virgin pristine pussy and ponut."
>"Yeah, and have to make sure Anon still is... Anon. Or else what's the whole point besides the ummm side benefits."
>You do like being Anon.
>"Oh! I can just tell this is going to be a friendship cause worthy of the princess of Friendship herself."
Ooops, I just saw your green.
>>310142 is right, keep going poner.
b u e n o
>Be anonymous
>You're the only Anon that made it to Equestria as a man
>All of the others were turned into fillies as they arrived, either through sheer force of will or bad luck you remained
>At first you wished you were the filly as well but slowly they started to regress
>According to Twilight their memories were slowly being erased by their new body and brain, the longer they were exposed to the chemicals of a new form and magic the worse it would get
>The weaker willed lost major memories of the old world in months while the stronger ones focused more on preserving their minds
>It was rather sad to watch but you've tried your best just to make the fillies that have regressed comfy and happy
>Without parents there was no one to raise them but Twilight and yourself
>The ones that lost everything were put up for adoption in the hopes of living normal lives if they wanted that over living with the fillies in Twilights house
>part of the library in Twilight's tree house was made into a sleeping area for the dozens of small green fillies
>Not wanting to take up more space than you had to your bed was a pull out couch in the living room
>Honestly it was the nicest couch you had slept on in your life, horses have a much nicer standard for what's comfy
>Caring for all the stranded fillies was tough at times but it felt wrong to ditch your fellow bros turned tiny green filly
>Working as a pair both Twilight and yourself would take care of them, today was your day to take some of the fillies who did their home work to the park
>Keeping them in line was rather difficult, you thought about using a leash but it just made you think of the people who put their kids on leashes so you elected to just be a better pseudo dad and keep them in line with discipline
>It was also nice to have some of the more aware fillies there to keep the simpler minded ones from wandering off
>You chuckle to yourself as the image of you as a sheep herder pops into your mind
>Guiding your "flock" through the streets with a switch ready to tap the "sheep" that try to stray away
>As you walk the fillies all talk amongst themselves about what they are gonna do at the park
>Whos gonna get what place on the swings or who gets to be pushed on them
>One filly brags about how she can swing the highest out of all of them
>Another calls bullshit and you swat her for the rude language
>The whole thing is rather comical and while the other fillies giggle you can see some of the townsponies watching, you just tilt your straw hat and wave
>It was tempting to have some overalls made so you could get more in character but you didn't wanna be too much of a stereotype as you shepherded your flock around town
>You attention is grabbed by a little unicorn filly tugging at your pant leg, she wants upsies and stands on her rear hooves
>With a smile you scoop her up and cradle her in your arms, gently tickling her soft green belly and making her squirm
>You chuckle to yourself as the image of you as a sheep herder pops into your mind
>Guiding your "flock" through the streets with a switch ready to tap the "sheep" that try to stray away
>As you walk the fillies all talk amongst themselves about what they are gonna do at the park
>Whos gonna get what place on the swings or who gets to be pushed on them
>One filly brags about how she can swing the highest out of all of them
>Another calls bullshit and you swat her for the rude language
>The whole thing is rather comical and while the other fillies giggle you can see some of the townsponies watching, you just tilt your straw hat and wave
>It was tempting to have some overalls made so you could get more in character but you didn't wanna be too much of a stereotype as you shepherded your flock around town
>You attention is grabbed by a little unicorn filly tugging at your pant leg, she wants upsies and stands on her rear hooves
>With a smile you scoop her up and craddle her in your arms, gently tickling her soft green belly and making her squirm
>It felt weird to baby them knowing that they used to be dudes but when a tiny green filly begs to be held it's hard to deny them
>This one was probably your favorite of the bunch, rather small even for a filly and the only unicorn of the group
>She was the first to lose her memories of the old world but unlike the others she didn't want to leave and instead formed a strong bond with you
>Once you tried to ask her why she chose to stay and she simply stated that you were her family
>You never saw yourself as a father, you were a burnout in every way on earth but here you could be anything and dang it if you aren't gonna raise these fillies right
>As the park comes into view your sheep run to the various pieces of equipment, a veritable green flood descending on the park and swallowing it in a flood of laughter and potential mischief
>The filly in your arms squirms and you let her loose to join the masses while you take up a seat with some of the mares who had the unfortunate timing to bring their kids to the park at the same time
>Tipping your hat to Ms.hooves who was currently supplying water to her child you take up a seat next to her
>She was one of the nicer mares you had met and she was full of parenting advice though not all of it very sound
>You look out at your flock as they play, watching as multiple pegafillies attempt to lift an earth filly up onto the jungle gym with some effort
>It was nice to see them interacting with foals other than themselves, something in your mind told you it couldn't be all that healthy spending time with a copy of yourself all day
>As you relax in the shade of a tree, the warm summer breeze brings sweet smells to your nose
>One thing you had come to notice was how nice Equestria smelled, everything just felt so much cleaner
>It was nice not hearing cars everyday, the wailing of sirens or construction just nature and the little horses that lived in it
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>"It's getting kinda late, and Twilight said not to bring Anon back till he's all pony like..."
>Scootaloo off handedly remarked, and it's a good point Twilight wasn't physically abusive or anything... I guess. Or even emotionally abusive, but she's like a scalpel or better yet an always on lawnmower.
>She's a danger to herself and others. Kind of like every other pony.
>Just don't touch the spinny blades.
"Why are you all staring at me?"
>"Rainbow Dash is more like a cloud near by than a lawnmower."
>Ah said that out loud.
>"Applejack still has the grudge when Anon fixed the water."
"She has a grudge?"
>"Annoyed that the well had to be changed."
"Oh, her grandparents made that well. It was a pretty damn good well all things considered."
>"My sister Rarity would like Anon over, but you know how she gets. She'd do something weird because Anon is... older kind of."
>"True she put needles into Spike, how about you Scoots?"
>"Nuh-uh my aunts are coming over so not this time. Don't want them to get any weird ideas either."
>"Daddy is hosting a little get togther rather dry, but Anon might be mistaken for uh 'entertainment'."
>Yep pones are scary.
>"Silver Spoon?"
>"My parents don't let me have anypony over."
>"Darn, hey I know Zecora! She could look after Anon for a while."
"It'll be too late in the Everfree then everyone's guardians are going to have their jimmies rustled."
>"Hmmm it's too cold to be in the club house for the night, right then. It's a tie between Rarity and Applejack."
>"What about Fluttershy?"
>"It's Wednesday."
>"Ohhhh, that would be bad."
>"Applejack would not be happy about Anon just waltzing in. Granny Smith would extend the old rights of hospitality, but that means having the basics down. And winter is almost over and the work is going to start. Anon might be an Earth Pony, but she isn't an Earth Pony yet."
>"Sorry Anon, let's hope Rarity doesn't try anything too much with you."
>In moments you're at the boutique, each of the crusaders saying good bye and well wishes.
>"Sweetie would you like to freshen up Spike and I are about to make dinner."
>Spike is here?
>"Hey Sweetie I hope you don't mind— oh hello Anon."
>"Did you say Anon Spikeywikey."
>"Looks like we have a guest."
>"We're helping Anon be more pony like, so uhhh Twilight said ummm it'll be just fine."
>"Yes, indeed Sweetie how about you head upstairs while we talk with Anon."
>Sweetie Belle shoots you a look: 'sorry, better you than me, and good luck.'
>"Don't be like that darling why it's thanks you Spike and yourself for that nightmare incident we've harnessed that creature."
>She tilts her head slightly as though listening to something.
>She grins, a psycho Twilight grin.
>Just for a moment and you can't be sure if it even happened.
>"Spike, Anon is all dosed up to do Anything we say isn't that right?"
"Well, not quite more like the crusaders, but-"
>"That's easily rectified, Sweetie should Anon follow my orders like they are your own?"
>"Sure what ever just keep it down and make sure Anon is still Anon."
>"And stays a virgin we have plans!"
>"Thank you Sweetie!"
>"Now then Anon kiss my hoof."
>A̸n̵y̸t̷h̵i̷n̸g̸ ̵f̸o̵r̶ ̷t̴h̶e̸m̸.
>She barely has time to raise it when your lips meet the white fur.
>"Oh darling, now go lick Spike's wing blades."
>Whatever fag it's not like it's gay or anything, just like a massage. Ponies do everything with their mouth, a massage is a massage.
>"Right that's enough. What were your thoughts about that? Did you like it?"
"It's whatever I didn't particularly like it."
>"Oh well, I am a mare of my word after all. So once my sister and her friends do her work, vist me sometime and we'll show you the luscious underbelly of Equestria again from your new perspective."
"Maybe, and thanks for offering again."
>"Please darling we are friends if such a fate befell me I know you would take care of me—perhaps not like how Spikey could, but the genuine heart would be there."
>Spike however is snapped out of the dopey daze.
>"The Spinach Puffs!"
>So dinner is had.
>Bedtime duties, for brushing teeth and cozy pajamas, next to a cute poner.
>And nothing lewd happened.
>Until the very next day.


Dang that was a cute and sad one. Always one of the more terrifying prospects for the HiE stories having your mind slowly erased. Not only losing your memories but having the body of a young filly so the massive gaps in memory and the vauge knowledge you lost those important things could drive them to depression or insanity without a caretaker like Twilight and Anon to help them out.

Could picture Anon and Twilight maybe helping fillies who want it to write down the memories they still have so eventually when they lose them all they have a place to look back to. Wonder how the fillies might react if one is still in Twilight's care but another filly they were close friends with lost all their memories and moved out and how it might affect them. Not sure if you plan to continue since this works really well as a one off but got a good amount of material that can be mined from this!
Little league is a bad influence on anon


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>Ponyville was wide awake with moans and meaty slaps, as you and Sweetie Belle head over to the club house.
>Her rundown of the situation summed it up.
>"That means you look like a frozen cunt, who can't and won't trust anyone."
>With impeccable timing you both enter the club house.
>Apparently they heard Sweetie Belle
>"Darn tootin!"
>Silver Spoon speaks up.
>"Your first time is important, usually it's your best friends at the time, or who you're going to marry, but if you don't have somepony like that the Princesses will do it with you too."
"What? They go out just so some pony loses their virginity?"
>Diamond Tiara explains further
>"Yeah it's so that everypony knows you're with us through thick and thin. Even when you or anypony makes a mistake."
>"And then it's make up sex later with cuddles."
"Right, right so it's a fuck fest."
>"Nuh uh that's after hearts and hooves day. And mayor Mare helps set it up."
"So it's important."
>A wave of nods and affirmative noises wash over you.
>"So what're gonna pick?"
>Groaning from all the fillies present barring yourself.
"Well I just can't decide which one."
>"Hey I have an idea."
>"Oh! Yeah I think I'm thinking what you're thinking."
>"Let's do all of the above!"
>"We should get Pinkie in on this. This'll be even better than we thought!"
>"Okay okay so we can get the princesses, and Anon's friends are mostly ponies in Ponyville, but who is Anon going to marry?"
>"Silly fillies, Anon doesn't know the traditional Earth pony way yet!"
>"Pinkie Pie!"
[cycle #f7b #f8b #f5a #f29 #f7b #fff]>"Yeperoonie! Come on Applebloom it's time for a training montage![/cycle]
>Ponk has you by the scruff
>In a flip hitting your bits of a pink Ponk, Applebloom tries to protest.
>"Youngest sisters take part of the slice you know! It's why my sweet baby sister Marble couldn't get a husband yet!"
>Applebloom running with all her mighty almost trips.
>"That's awful!"
>"Thankfully Princess Celestia came then so did Marble, this way Anon will learn Earth Pony ways and Marble teaches a youngster, and shares her slice of the Pie."
>This is all getting you hot and bothered even with the conversation going on.
>"You mean..."
>"Exactly! See you lateee-"
"Ponks, what the fuck."
>Pank's whole backside is slick and glistening paradoxically helping you stay on sometimes.
"Seriously what just happened."
>"Never mind that Anonny! Quick do a cartwheel!"
>Only the crusaders can-
>[cycle #000 #111 #000 #222 #000 #333 #fff]A̸n̵y̸t̷h̵i̷n̸g̸ ̵f̸o̵r̶ ̷t̴h̶e̸m̸[/cycle].
>Your first time doing a cartwheel on a speeding poner
>actually the first time doing a cartwheel as a pony at all.
>After all Ponks is cool no reason to not try something new with her.
>"Rarity is really generous. No time to waste.
>"Okay keep going back and forth from tip to tail!"
>From her rump to the tip of her mane, back to her tail.
>Terrifying seeing rocks and dust kicked up almost grazing your eyes and ears and filly face.
>Soon the Pie sisters, Marble and Lime Stone, see just what is going on.
>Maybe you'll be Pizza Pie.
>"Mama mia, Anon these are my sisters. Sisters this is my pisano Anonymous the Unexperianced Earth pony filly who used to be human but is now able to help Marble. Will you help Marble?"
>"Okay Anon do everything Limey and Marble tell and want you to do, and make sure you jeep your virginity till the big super popping party! Bye!
>You keep trying to do cartwheels but ponk is gone. Her saying bye was probably a dismissal.
>"Well that just happened. You're gonna get into the hole and Marble is going to use your mouth till you get the whole magic stuff down."
>Woah you're dizzy from nearly losing it all including your breakfast.
>"Come on we don't have all day get digging."
>A̸n̵y̸t̷h̵i̷n̸g̸ ̵f̸o̵r̶ ̷t̴h̶e̸m̸.
>Hoofs, doing your best to dig the dirt.
>"Not there, There! Whole you're at it look for a special stone just the right shape for you to edge while buried."
>She tosses a rock for you to use.
>To dig, the other stone is more special.
"Gotcha need to keep the Earth pony magic super secret cause it's extra lewd."
"Cause the world is going to be holding all of me especially my four filly hoofies."
>Marble gives a kind look, and you know when to shut it instead of making sure you got what she said.
>The secret parts are going to be happening under the rays of the sun and reflections of the moon.
>With expert direction, abating dizziness, filly folds dying out, and hard work a perfect hole is taking shape.
>A rock about the right size you could sit on.
>You almost feel like a plant, being tossed around all day to day.
>Ah, more like rare geode being aligned inside through careful tender care, or zap apple trees to make jam!
>It almost feels dirty being so dirty and tightly held.
>It's almost cold, but it's warm, but not quite.
>Then the Pie sister comes closer.
>You're facing each other while you're under the ground up to your mouth.
>Clit bopping you on the booper.
>And both your bodies are lighting up with pleasure imaginable.
>This is so hot you almost feel the ground melting away.
>Glowing wet and sticky as your rock almost moves on is own.
>For at least what seems like seven days and sevens nights.
>You drown in bliss and awareness.
>A̸n̵y̸t̷h̵i̷n̸g̸ ̵f̸o̵r̶ ̷t̴h̶e̸m̸.
>"Yeperoonie! Come on (You) it's time for a training montage!
Thanks poner. It's much needed.
>Be Anon the old filly
>You're laying is the horsepital bed with a catheter and nearly stripped of all dignity.
>Your friends just as old and wrinkly are here too along with the great grand foals.
>Even Twilight the Purple herself made it.
>You know this is the end, your organs are half toxic sludge from the medicine and magic, and half sheer will power.
>You already said what you wanted earlier, and set up your will.
"Adios faggets."
>And held two hooves up as if you had middle fingers.
>Your heart beating its last.
>Hold on, you do have middle fingers.
>You have a whole hand.
"The fuck."
>"It wasn't me faggot, you, just, UGH!"
>Be Anon the ultra healthy human male in peak condition.
>Muscles bulging from all your time as an Earth pony in your peak come back.
>"Well what did we expect, another Anon crisis is over."
>With some grumbles they still stick around and rib you about your kids.
>Also group hug because you were going to die a painful death.
>One at the industrial hazardous mystery liquid depardment.
>No, it wasn't semen
>"No excuses now to not be a write fag eh?"
>fug you forget what the hell all your plot points were.
>"Ah well just another day in Ponyville."
>fucked up filly vs human chad
I have to think about it.

Excerpts from a forgotten future
Anonymous (OP) 10 minutes ago No.7127020021
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>be me
>last month Purple opened up the permanent portal to bacon pone
>went over as part of the test cause Purple
>dog Spike has a real hard on for pones
>still pone
>oh shid
>Purple thought it was a good test and soon we're heading to the kennel.

Anonymous 2 minutes ago No.7127330321
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[s]I did knot see this one coming![/s]

Anonymous 2 minutes ago No.7127330433
[Purple] [wait] [Spirit of Chaos] [Tree of Harmony]
Hopefully you've kept up the exercises on the >>>/FÜBAR/ thread, or else Purple will stitch you back together.

Anonymous 10 seconds ago No.7127333321
[Purple] [wait] [Spirit of Chaos] [Tree of Harmony]
>Dog's Day thread
>Franken Filly thread
Insomnia Green
>You're back in school, pretending that you don't know everything about everything that's being taught until you have to read your history book.
>Cheerilee is cool at least you guess, she helped you get in an accelerated afterschool program with some older unicorns so you could hone your magic talents.
>You breeze through the final worksheet of the day and turn it in before waving goodbye and starting the walk over to the run-down old barn where the lessons take place.
>It's raining, reminds you of when you were a kid and rode horses.
>Circling around a big gross barn for a while trying to throw targets off horseback and failing because you're a clumsy autist.
>Even the literally retarded kid who you rode with was betterbthan you were.
>Was it any wonder you sucked so much ass at vidya?
>"Move, Seaweed."
>You roll your eyes at the jackass colt who thinks he's cooler than cool.
>Probably listens to Sum 41 instead of The Offspring.
>Imagine releasing an album with a song on it dedicated to complaining about the Orange man, lmao.
>Not that you liked the kike, but it got so tiring to hear brainless regurgitation about how evil he was that you started defending him in conversation just to piss liberals off.
>"I said, move."
>Probably thinks stiletto knives are hot shit.
>You owned one once, the spring mechanism was always getting fucked and you had to keep taking it apart to fix it.
>Not a bad price for ten bucks at a gas station.
>You get knocked out of your trip down memory lane by a hoof pushing you to the ground.
>You land on your muzzle, hard.
>Nothing feels broken, but confirmation that the blood vessels in your nose are weak again comes in the form of a hot trickle running down from your left nostril.
>Damn, you didn't think you'd need to start shit today.
"What the fuck was that, asswipe?"
>"What did you just call me?"
>It occurs to you that ponies don't need to wipe their asses and so your insult is invalid, but you have to roll with it.
"Ya'know, asswipe. Like what they're going to need to do to your rear for a good ten hours during surgery after I rip you a new anus if you don't apologize."
>He steps back and you can see something in his eyes that you're not sure about the origins of.
>"You really want to fuck with me kid? I'm the best combat mage at my school. I could burn you alive where you stand."
"Do it then, pussy."
>"I would, but I'm not going to kill a kid."
"Well, you had your chance."
>Time seems to slow to a standstill as you focus mental energy into the neurons in your horn.
>You breathe in deeply, feeling the ground go cold beneath your hooves as your body metabolizes low-quality energy into high-quality energy.
>You focus on a point in his rear.
>You took a look at the anatomy books Cheerilee has lying around, and know exactly where the colon resides.
>Making the shape of an icepick in your mind, you release your spell approximately one second after beginning the charge.
>Then, of course, you quickly step back.
>The jackass cries out in pain and humiliation as the feces stored in his bowels begins to take the path of least resistance - the big fuck hole you just drilled right below his asshole with no muscular resistance.
>You calmly walk home as he screams and mumbles incoherently.
>"You're home early. How were magic lessons?"
"Cancelled due to some idiot's magical mishap trying to drill a hole and positioning his y and z coordinates wrong."
>"Oh, dear. Was it funny to watch?"
>You smile.
>Praise cartoon physics making even deep puncture wounds non-life threatening.
>Maybe you'll visit him in the hospital in a few days and see if the sight of your face is enough to make him shit himself of his own power.
>He'll try to rat you out, but it was just the two of you there so it's just his word against yours.
>And who are parents more likely to trust, a tactless edgelord or a tactful edgelord in the body of a cute green filly?
>You nuzzle into Twilight's mane and kiss her cheek.
"Love you mom."
>"Love you too, Nonny."
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Thus the beginning of the tale of Johnny Two Poos.


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I think pic 3 has great rhythm.
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>great rhythm
Mister sandman...
I got a fever
>Anon will never give you the succc
Why live?
From Anonfilly's sick meat beats comes sick meat beat Anonyfilly!
Bom bom bom bom bom bah!

With never before heard all natural track. With extended after effects.
Princess Luna - "I have dominion of the dreamscape. Not this Mister Sandman." 10/10
Prince Shining Armor - "Really provides great ambiance to dungeon adventures in O&O." 9/10
Princess Mi Amore Cadenza - "MMMNNNF." Yes/10
Princess Twilight Sparkle - "ANOOOOON!" (GOING TO BE DOING THE RAPING)/10
Princess Celestia - "Such an easy hard on to listen to this could be a contenteder for the day after Hearts and Hooves." 5/10

In store for a limited time!
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Just need apogee and dyx to finish the squad
You don't need to spoiler porn here, m8.
>Race mixing
Thanks for the spoiler.

Story of Anon playing with hard things abridged
>"So Anon what do you want to do when you grow up."
>Silly Purple.
"Grow up? No way I'll just be a filly forever."
>Twilight has that look of someone who lost their last brewski to a random dust devil.
>Her wings strech up and out like a peacock.
>"So what will you do as a filly."
"Maybe something long and hard what's it to you fag."
>In a flash of magical energy you find your self infront of a large stone building.
>"Here's your long hard future."
>Purple leaves you with a looming building nothing else as far as the eye can see.
>All rocks, dirt, and gravel around.
>A really old pony opens the door.
>"A new student for their Rocktorate I see, come along then."