/mlpol/ - My Little Politics

Don't do it, she bites!

One more for the road.

>>170206
Kek, perfect

>>170200
An attempt was made.

>>170214
infinitely exploitable edition

I'll be updating filly of the next couple of days.
If you think you're stuff is missing or incorrect in the Doc or Dropbox. Make it known, please.

Also it may be a while before you'll see me again due to work and school piling up. if that is the case. My contact info is in the Dropbox.

Dude, trees lmao

You don't have to roll, there isn't really much to roll for.
>>167622 →
"W-wha?"
>"D-don't panic! Just lie there for now, I'll look for something."
"Not like I have much of a choice..."
>...
>Thirty minutes later and you're still lying in the same spot with nothing from Twilight.
>Again, you counted.
>You've made a game out of blowing your mane out of your eyes.
>EmoSkypeEmote.gif
>Basically anything to distract yourself from whatever the fuck just went down.
>You can assume that was Luna, but why?
>Wasn't she supposed to protect ponies in their dreams?
>Next thing you know a zombified Spike is gonna be knocking at your door to rape you.
>This idea is so absurd that it makes you laugh aloud.
>Sounds like something an edgy faggot would shoehorn into their shitty story for shock value.
>The door creaks open.
>"I... I've got nothing."
"Nothing. Really, nothing in any of that metric fuck ton of books?"
>"Well, not like I read through all of them in that time, but yes. Checking the indexes of every last one revealed nothing."
"So, am I stuck like this?"
>She puffs up her chest.
>"No. Don't doubt my skills, I-I'll find a way to fix you..."
>Her voice cracks.
>She sounds unsure.
>She gets up next to you.
>"You're not going to become a fucking quadriplegic on my watch."
"You have no fucking clue if this problem is even solvable, do you?"
>You watch the fire leave her eyes in an instant.
>"No, I don't..."
>You shakily draw a breath.
"Twilight, kill me."
>"W-what? No!"
>She wraps a wing around your neck, turning your head to look into her eyes.
>A tear runs down your cheek.
"Please, I'll only be a burden on your finances. It's better this way."
>"Dammit, you mean too much to me- my research. No way, José."
"If you love me-"
>"-let you go... look, I'll keep you up and running as long as I have the money to feed us."
"And didn't you say something earlier about ressurection?"
>"As a last resort. The conscience can be restored in one piece if the brain is still intact, but everything else is a toss-up. Not to mention it's only ever been tested with much success on rodents."
"O-oh..."
>"I don't want to think about this, I'm going to get you some soup."
"Okay m-mom..."
>She smiles sadly at that, leaving at a light canter.
>You can only assume she uses some sort of magical bullshit, as she returns with a steaming bowl of liquid in under five minutes.
>"Alright, open wide."
>You oblige, feeling a small amount of fluid trickle down your throat.
>The cycle continues, with Twilight spooning small amounts of the mixture into your mouth when she's sure you've chewed and swallowed the last one.
>The soup is pretty good, but you're almost positive she gets it from someone else.
>That doesn't stop you from thanking her when she finishes, though.
>She beams at that, her face then slipping back to the morose expression she held prior.
>"My pleasure. A story?"
>You simply nod a bit.
>Twilight pulls out Moon and begins to read the next chapter.
>"But stranger still were the spores that alighted on the surface. The food supplies were beginning to run low and they at first seemed to be a gift sent from Celestia herself, with the grim true nature of that fact being confirmed when the first pony to consume one developed strange boils. Quarantined, the resident war-criminal biologist looked on in horror as something even his craftsmanship of biological weapons could not create ripped through the pony and stared at him with cold, unfeeling eyes. Before he could sound an alarm, his neck was relieved of its head."
"Great choice Twiggles."
>She just glares at you before realizing what you said was meant to be a joke.
>"Heh... I-I'm still very tired right now, maybe if we both just fall asleep I'll realize I overlooked something in the morning..."
"I'll try my best..."
>"Shh... I can help with that."
>You hear the soft sound of magic as your hair is tugged at a bit.
>Twilight starts to sing softly.
>"A-a true true friend helps a friend in need..."
>You hear soft sobs entering the verses as you drift off once more.

finally
fuckin progress pics

>>170305
Ay, good to see more. Let's hope Luna doesn't come back for round 2.

>>170306
>>170307
>Heart catchlights
Holy shit, that's cute.
Looking great so far

>>170315
okay

>>170305
>>170310
If she DOES come back, challenge her to a boxing match in your mind.
[1d100 = 56]

>>170306
>>170307
“You would more probably have gone to the guillotine,' replied Sir Tristram, depressingly matter of fact.

'Yes, that is quite true,' agreed Eustacie. 'We used to talk of it, my cousin Henriette and I. We made up our minds we should be entirely brave, not crying, of course, but perhaps a little pale, in a proud way. Henriette wished to go to the guillotine en grande tenue, but that was only because she had a court dress of yellow satin which she thought became her much better than it did really. For me, I think one should wear white to the guillotine if one is quite young, and not carry anything except perhaps a handkerchief. Do you not agree?'

'I don't think it signifies what you wear if you are on your way to the scaffold,' replied Sir Tristram, quite unappreciative of the picture his cousin was dwelling on with such evident admiration.

She looked at him in surprise. 'Don't you? But consider! You would be very sorry for a young girl in a tumbril, dressed all in white, pale, but quite unafraid, and not attending to the canaille at all, but--'

'I should be very sorry for anyone in a tumbril, whatever their age or sex or apparel,' interrupted Sir Tristram.

'You would be more sorry for a young girl--all alone, and perhaps bound,' said Eustacie positively.

'You wouldn't be all alone. There would be a great many other people in the tumbril with you,' said Sir Tristram.

Eustacie eyed him with considerable displeasure. 'In my tumbril there would not have been a great many other people,' she said.”
― Georgette Heyer, The Talisman Ring

>Anon goes to Equestria
>He cant hit any jobs thanks to his lack of magic, which makes his skills mediocre compared to ponies
>In the end, he becomes a delivery man, being able to carry lots of boxes at once
>A little green filly hears about the new human
>Everyday she starts asking for pizza just so he may come to deliver it to her
>Even though she tries to chit chat he just shrugs her friendly advances and think its just part of the job
>Twilight gets wind of what s happening and takes Anon inside during a delivery
>Clueless, he s led to a room where filly is sat down, waiting for him
>The green filly is actually magically glued to the crystal seat
>Not that he noticed that, thinking that a delivery of his may have poisoned the princess's filly
>And she s only taking him inside so the filly may choose his punishment
>He knew this job would bite him in the ass sooner or later
>"So what did you have to say Green Hornet?"
>"Shut up"
>Twilight scrunched her muzzle before looking sheepishly at Anon
>He would rather have the filly decide his fate than Twilight
>Who knows what d happen if he let the princess come up with a plan instead of the filly?
>She starts moving to Green Hornet's side
>No doubt going to assure her that its okay to speak her thoughts about Anon's end
>But not daring to wait to see the end of their exchange, he decides to speak up
"Ill do anything she says, just please dont tell my boss"
>Both horses raise an eyebrow at that
>Its not convincing enough?
>While he doesnt want to open up his miserable life to them, maybe that s the only way to convince them to let him out lightly
>So he went on
"This is the last chance of a decent job i have in Ponyville, please have mercy"
>Green Hornet face lights up into a smirk while Twilight simply becomes surprised
>"Im so sorry" - Twilight says before turning to the filly
"Dont be" - he said, but his thoughts screamed 'Please be'
>"So what did you have to say again?"
>"How about you clean my room for a week? No, a month?"
>That surely wasnt what Twilight was expecting, as she jumped into the air, ashamed from her filly making such a request
>"ANO- GREEN HORNET! THAT WASNT-"
"Consider it done, now if you excuse me"
>Anon scampered away before Twilight could think twice from such a light request
>Pushing the innocent filly to make the punishment was the right choice after all
>And while Twilight didnt seem to accept such a light punishment, the earlier he was out that door the safer he d be
>Thankfully the absurdity of it all stunned her for long enough for him to actually get away

>Meanwhile back at the castle....
>"All you had to do is to apologize you know?"
"Yes and? You saw him, he said he d do anything, i couldnt just pass the offer"
>"Anon, he barely has time for all his deliveries, what makes you think he ll be around for that?"
"You"
>...
>"Go on..."
"Why, you re a princess, he probably would obey whatever i said, even if it only meant that he wouldnt cross you from wronging your dear filly"
>Anon couldnt hold back a giggle from all the things she could ve requested
>Maybe she should ve gone for something more...
>"Oh yea? Well, two can play that game my dear filly~"
"What do you mean?"
>"The amount of days he spends more than 15 minutes cleaning your room, is the amount of months you ll have to work as a delivery filly"
"What? But-"
>"Shush, Im not done. And on top of that, all the bits you earn from those months you worked will be redirected straight to the human, no buts, no questions"
>"So, what do you say?"
"I think i forgot something back in my bed, I...Ill be back in a second"
>"You re such a smart filly~" - Twilight said in a sing song voice, before undoing the spell that held the filly still

>>170305
>Last 3 lines
I can handle any edge, any gore, any atrocity, but that...that hurt more than it should

Recap time!

Pastebin Part 1: https://pastebin.com/JReEqH6G
Pastebin Part 2: https://pastebin.com/CuNuktSQ

>You are Anon Filly, a young psychically-endowed filly who used to be human.
>Along with a few friends who also used to be human, you are on a quest to stop some commie-pony who used to be human from taking over Equestria with her changeling pals.
>You're also trying to find out who the hell this clone of you is that's been running around since yesterday.
>Speaking of yesterday, you experienced it a grand total of 10 times for reasons more or less outside of your control, and you almost killed yourself this morning over the thought that it might happen again.
>Really, this whole "being in a magical universe" thing is kind of just one big existential crisis.
>And right now you've been debating with your friends the possibility of what it would be like if you never made it back home.

>Be Human!Anon
>Heading to the Friendship Castle to pick up a couple of fagets for your DnD session
>You knock on the door
>Eventually a frazzled-looking Twiggles answers the door, undoubtedly tired by the swarm of autism she had adopted
>"Oh, Anon. What are you doing here?"
"Uh, grabbing some of the fillies for our DnD session."
>"Oh, right."
>She turns and announces your arrival to the castle at large
>"Reuben! Assfaggot! It's time for your roleplaying game!"
>"L-lewd!" you hear a high-pitched voice exclaim from the next room
>Never heard that one before
"What about Lone?"
>"She's grounded for drawing... harmful pictures of the two of us at school. It was an awkward talk with Cherilee."
"Fuck, she was our Paladin."
>"Now we have no tank" Reuben mutters as she comes outside, closely followed by another green filly
>"Okay girls, be goo-"
>Twilight is interrupted by the sound of babyish wailing
>She promptly turns around and trots deeper into the castle
>"Smoldix, did you wake up Nore again?!? Don't pretend it wasn't you, I put her down only ten minutes ago!"
>You shrug and close the door for her
>Not your problem, she chose this life
>"...Did you bring any booze?" asks Assfaggot
>They ask this every time
"Yeah. But you can't have any."
>"Faggot."
>You take a swig from your flask before unleashing your stunning rebuttal
"No u."
>"No u!"
"No u!"
>"No u!"
>And this continued all the way to Button's house

>>169381 →
Hi there this is part 2 of Anon x Anon Filly

>”Rut me Anon!”
>The poor filly panted harshly
>Filly juices leaking from her excited snatch and all over your semi limp cock still twitching and wet
“Hey now, that would be gay wouldn't it?”
>Panting hard you still find the energy to give the adorably horny filly a condescending smirk
>”Shut up faggot, I don’t care just please please please give it to me. Ram that human dick so far up my filly puss I choke on it. I don’t care.”
>She looked on the verge of tears as her hind quarters dragged all over your crotch, that delicious slit soaking your cock in warm sticky fluids
>”Oh fuck yes, come on dude. You know you want to ram that meat pole in me. Fucking breed my womb.”
>Slowly but surely little anon perked back up ready for round to with the now sex crazed filly
>You were unsure but felt like you may have scrambled her brain a bit
>Gripping her small hips you guide her along your shaft, her erratic movements becoming more controlled as you thrust against her sloppy cunt, those pillowy pony lips caressing your hard cock
“O-oh f-fuck yes.”
>Words failed you as you tried to say something, anything at all but your mind was weak and all that ran through it was burying your cock in that sweet filly vag
>Every second you spent outside of her depths was pain but still you wanted to make this last, no reason to rush something so perfect
>Your hot bodies pressed together, the night air blowing in from the open window and luna's moon now the only thing casting light on both of your sweaty bodies
>With words gone you go for the next best thing and lock lips with the horny pone
>Her lips were just as good on your mouth as your cock, moving submissive but with a great need almost like a deep hunger for every inch of your mouth
>This was more than sex, this was passion
>Wet tongues soon touched as your mouths parted, slippery and warm pressed against one another in an intricate dance as without thinking your cock delved inside to explore the fillys hidden depths
>Your body was on autopilot now, hands stroking over warm plush ass cheeks, tongue pushing deeper into her mouth and your throbbing erection squeezing into the virgin slit of the moaning slut in your lap
>THis was the paradise mankind had sought and now you were balls deep in it
>The little mare wiggled and squirmed, body adjusting to having a foreign object so deep inside, even with her natural lube every inch of her cave was a vice, every thrust making it clamp down harder
>Teeth nibble gently, mouth sucking greedily, bodies hot and messy pressed together in a semi awkward embrace
>Pulling away for air was a chore, the need to have her tongue in your mouth was strong
“Ah fuck you're so tight.”
>She screwed up her muzzle, moaning and twitching as you thrust deeper
>”N-no shit dumb AHH a-ass im a virgin nghhh fuck. Pull my tail please!”
>Panting and chuckling you oblige the young filly pulling roughly on her tail as she slams her plump back side on to you making her shudder and arch with ecstasy
>Once more you both dive into a deep wet sloppy kiss
>You were sure the whole castle could hear the wet slapping of your deep passionate sex but at that point why should you care? Your dumb ass was getting laid they could eat your ass
>You felt it
>A pressure building up inside of you
>The nut was close
>Oh hell no, there was no way in hell you were gonna cum yet, you weren't done slamming filly pussy
>Gripping her ass you lifted her off of you with a wet slippery noise throwing her chest first onto the bed
>Before she had time to say anything you were in her again this time slamming her from behind like a real man
>Holding her down and plowing her into the bed
>If the castle hadn't heard you two before they could now, hell you were pretty sure the princesses could hear the both of you moaning
>Every thrust brought forth loud eager grunts of lust filled pleasure and the sound of a wet ass getting slapped by a powerful thrust
>But you didnt care, youre mother fuckin ANONYMOUS and right now you were on top of the world and had a filly squirming and writhing in pleasure underneath you nothing could stop you now
>Your cock quivered and pumped thick sticky cum into the little filly’s womb, her body going limp and twitching as your balls empty leaving you both hot and panting
>As this happens you felt the filly’s snatch hugging your cock, her inner walls massaging every drop from your excited cock as you bucked her rump
>The moment seemed to last forever but with a sigh her wet pussy relaxed around your wet cock leaving you weak and shaky
>Rolling over, you decided to hold filly close and take a moment to breath in her wonderful scent
>She smelled sweet but with a heavy aruoma of musk wafting off her lovely little body
>You feel your cock start to go soft in her wet filly hood as sleep starts to creep over you, making you hold her tighter
>The room was once more quiet as the two of you laid there, enjoying the feeling of your afterglow
>You hear her gasp as your semi hard dick slips from her lips, causing her to shiver and push against you as you felt the warm night air on your limp cock
>Everything was right in the world
>You got laid, filly was happy and now you were sure you had a new cuddle buddy not that you wanted one or anything that would be gay
>”H-hey anon?”
>Your ears perk up as the filly whispers up to you
>”N-no homo right?”
“Yea, no homo.”

>>170345
Kek, love the filly shenanigans

>>170354
How can one mare handle that much autism?

>>170359
Such a horny filly. Nice work.

finished
tell me if there's something i need to fix

>>170354
>Lone
>Paladin
Im fucking dying

>>170398
L-lewd...
Looks good Anon, no issues I've noticed.

>>170408
I don't see why that would be particularly funny. Explain pls.

>>170452
You know, paladins are supposed to not be evil?

>>170398
love your work mate!
but also twiggles has no cutie mark behind filly's hooves

>>170359
wtf i want to be fucked as the filly now

Can somebody repost the blushing sign templates? My computer is slow as hell

>>170398
need a smiling twilight version tbh fam

>>170534
Sure

>>170540
tks anon

>>170495
Lone isn't evil though.

>>170555 (checked)
Well shit.
>>170354
That's a nice green you've got there. Sure would be a shame if somebody were to...
https://docs.google.com/document/d/1M53m7Mg6CBMk7VbB4k0wvnvy1eWYm2PlxCWVKAuY_Xs/edit?usp=sharing

Don't be a corrupt, filly.

>>170572
Thats too friggin QT

>>170572
But Anon, we re both hues already
Dont ask the impossible m8 ^:)

Will boop for hugs, first come first serve
Unless there s cuddles involved, then you can skip the line

>>170398
Looks great. Wonder what filly did to get there

>>170572
Cutest guard

>>170591
>Filly comes home to Twilight
"Look what I made in school!"
>"O-oh, um. That's an... interesting drawing."
>Twilight takes it from her in her magic
"Do you like it?"
>"Uh, yeah... Of course, sweetie"
>Filly smiles and hurries off to her room
>Twilight takes another look at the drawing, unsure of what to make of it
>One thing was for certain, though
>This drawing was not going on the fridge

>>170536
what kind of smile?

You do your best to try not to think too much about Twilight's situation. Hopefully, whether you stay or leave, it will not come down to a group decision, lest Twilight's goals and Daring's goals conflict. Instead, you'd rather fantasize about the future.

"So what do you guys think I'd be like as a full grown mare?"

Blossom and Daring both give you a quick once over as they try and imagine a larger you.

>"Cute."

>"Finer than a wallaby."

Blossom tilts her head in confusion at Daring's comment.

>"What's a wallaby?"

>"They're like kangaroos, only smaller, and more cuddly."

>"Aren't kangaroos aggressive?"

Not wanting the conversation to turn to bestiality in Blossom's presence, you quickly interrupt to change the subject.

"I think she means they're cuddly in the same sense as raccoons. They look like you'd want to snuggle 'em, but they're still wild animals and you definitely should not get too close to them. Anyways, I wasn't talking about how I'd look, but what you think I'd be getting up to? I mean, I know Twilight's supposed to become the Princess of Friendship, Daring's supposed to write novels and go on adventures, and Blossom's supposed to become a weather pony, but what about me?"

Blossom gasps in shock at your suggestion.

>"And just how am I supposed to be a weather pony? Do I look like a weather pony to you? No, screw that. I'm gonna make pretzels or something. I'm already getting training as a baker."

Daring jumps up and raises her voice for the entire train to hear.

>"And from this day forth I shall never write, nor even read a book so long as I shall live."

Twilight and Blossom both subsequently plant a hoof into their respective faces.

>>170593
this tbh fam

>>167801 →
>>170208
To appease Swedish authorities, filly converted to the religion of peace.
On unrelated news, she is now working hard on her truck driving license.

>>170572
"Twilight! This was not what I meant," Whined anonfilly.
>Twilight had put a hoof over her mouth to contain her incoming laughter but a few giggles past by. This made Anon put on a grumpy face which instead of making Twilight quiet it work as a catalyst for her laughter. She began laughing loudly which echoed in the crystal walls. Anon began to blush and look away.
>Anon was dressed in the royal guard armor one could see on the guard ponies in canterlot. The filly's chest armor reached down to her front hoof's shoes that came with the armor. The helmet's chin protection covered her entire neck.
>Twilight's laughter came to a halt, however, when Anon decided that she was sick of Twilight's antics and began taking off her helmet or tried to. She could scarcely move in her suit of armor. She tried to use one of her back hooves and push her helmet of similar to how a dog scratches for flees. This, however, did not go as planned. When she brought her right back hoof, she rested on the other. Realizing too late that the armor on her behind hindered her movements away from her body, she rolled around and ended up laying like a turtle on its back with her shell being the suit of armor.
>As she was helped up by Twilight all while Twilight switched between laughing and saying things like, "Aw, your such a cute little filly," you remembered how all of this started. You had put forth an argument towards Twilight that you weren't a child in your world and therefore should be treated like an adult here in Equestria. She had barely made effort to look like she was listening while she rolled her eyes and yawned. This had caused you to tell her that you back on earth was a marine sergeant, which you realized the moment you let the words off your tongue was something you should have let slip. A sparkle appeared in her eyes and then she had directed a conniving smiled towards you that had made you involuntarily gulp. Tou missed boot camp.

>>170611
>Swedish authorities
Hehe, kek.
But did you know that in some districts of Sweden not so long ago, if we don't still do this, gave emplyment for returning isis warriors. Since it could be hard for them due to the trauma of the war, to get a job on their own.

>>170594
Get into a sultry pose, give Daring our finest set of bedroom eyes, and in the most arousing voice we have say "But I hope you'll read me darling." [1d100 = 1]

>>170639
Natural.
Fucking.
O N E

>>170600
based

>>170594
Alright, we go into the nearest bathroom and shove our face in the toilet until we stop breathing.
[1d100 = 95]

>>170649

You know, I distinctly remember at least one command being entered in an earlier thread to not think about suicide again.

>>170649

Wouldn't it count as "stopping breathing" if we simply held our breath? [1d100 = 37]

>>170676
You've just made an enemy for life.

>>170660
Tough shit, it's the high role.

>>170688
How 'bout you roll deez filly nuts.

>>170688
It seems kinda foolish at this point, to think that Reuben wouldn't flat-out ignore the "high role" when he's done it in the past, especially if it's for the fourteenth doomed-to-fail suicide attempt.

>>170700
Rolling to burn them and give filly back her vagoo [1d100 = 38]

>>170594
I wonder, what if we teamed with DD and went on a >Rape spree? Starting with the lone Stallion back there from before
>>170649
>>170688
Lets block a meme post with an even more memey reply
[1d100 = 33]

>>170594
>>170703
Team with DD without a >Rape spree. [1d100 = 36]

>>170706
Team with DD with an investment in a >Rape spree in the future, potentially allowing for more >Rape some time from now by sacrificing your >Rape in the present.
[1d100 = 64]

>>170707
Boostang
[1d100 = 70]

>>170700
fug. I would give my left nut for more futa filly

>>170594

That was just embarrassing. You kind of feel like shoving your face into your hoof too, but honestly at this point, you might as well kill yourself. You won't ever have to deal with any of these losers ever again.

You make your way towards the bathroom with the intention of drowning yourself in a toilet bowl. As soon as you open the door, a nauseating smell gives you immediate second thoughts. Whoever used the toilet last had diarrhea and forgot to flush. Without hesitation you flush it to relieve yourself of the smell, but what remains isn't exactly the cleanest looking toilet bowl. Sure, there's no stool left in it, but somehow the off-color porcelain makes you keep thinking about how agonizing a death it would be. Hell, the very idea that the water in there might not be so clean, and that you'd be trying to get it down your wind pipe almost makes you vomit. You dry heave a bit and stumble back out of the bathroom.

When you finally make it out, you find a somewhat concerned looking Twilight staring at you.

>"Are you okay, Anon?"

>>170728
Unflushed diarrhea and suicide don't exactly mix well, apparently. [1d100 = 79]

I may not be around to update in the next couple of days. Have to travel to the other side of the country for research.

>>170728
It's motion sickness. Talking about suicide will erode any last trust Twilight has in you.
[1d100 = 37]

>>170733
What kind of research?

>>170600
wew

>>170612
Cute green

>>170731
>That one filly who lives in Twilight's basement

>>170612
war veteran anonfilly story when?

>filly moves behind her and taps her back to get her attention
>she spins around, stuns the filly and grabs her in a chokehold
>"i-it's fine, y-you can keep the milk!"

>>170729
This but without the suicide bit [1d100 = 32]

>Tilting your head backwards, you can see Twiggles gazing to the horizon, lost in thoughts all alone
"Twilight, you're a woman of science, y-."
>"MARE" she interrupted with a twinge of annoyance
"Sure, sure. But you don't honestly believe those princesses move the sun and moon, right?"
>"But of course they do. It's scientifically proven."
>Finally, something you knew more about
>But right before you were about to go Newton on her flank, she continued her train of thought
>"Oh, I see the problem. You're used to EARTH's sun and moon."
"I doubt orbital physics has changed much between our universes."
>Then again, magic was a thing here, and pegasi could fly with wings that would never be able to support their weight on Earth
>"Well, ORBITAL physics hasn't."
>"You see, our sun is smaller than our planet, and the sisters maintain its orbit and prevent it from crashing into Equestria. Like your moon"
>(X) Doubt
>You were no physics major, but that seemed wrong somehow
>This answer was tenuous at best, but Twiggles genuinely seemed to believe it.
>Then again, she was very good at lying to you.
>Your best guess?
>The alicorns didn't control the sun or moon, but pretend they do so the populace believe they are gods
>Just like Egyptian and Eastern monarchies
>A coverup worthy of the (((Illuminati)))

>>170743
>After a few more minutes, Twiggles stands up
"Time to go?"
>"Yep."
>Instead of letting you fly down, she teleports the two of you home, and you find yourself in the Castle's kitchen
>It takes you a second to regain your senses from being whisked across half a continent, but Purple just walks over to the icebox like she had only taken a long step
>"Would you like some ice cream before bed?'
>You had decided before she had even finished her sentence
"I've heard some dumb questions in my life Twiggles, but that takes the cake."
>"We don't have any cake silly." she adds with a smile
>Brainlet-level banter

>>170744
>Be Open Heart
>Couple's counseling wasn't going well
>"I'M the bad parent? Who spent all their time cooped up in a lab and away from the kids?"
>"It's not like you did any better. Is that all this is about? Me being busy at work, trying to improve Equestria with important research?"
>"I saw those letters!" Miss Velvet cried out explosively
>Before she had been bitter, perhaps even agitated
>Now she was nearly indistinguishable from an erupting volcano
>A bit of shock registered on Mr. Light's face, its reason unclear
>"Oh, you've been going through my mail?? So much for trust!"
>"-letters from SLUTS wanting advice on their "capstone project" my ass!!"
"Well trust is a two-way street, you cannot-" you tried to intervene, but to them you were nonexistent
>Hey, most progress didn't involve the interviewer anyway
>"I wonder how many 4.0's you were handing out, hmm?" Miss Velvet continued
>"I can't believe you'd even CONSIDER this a possibility! Maybe all that time neglecting Twilight made you a little paranoid!"
>"Don't try to pin this on me!" Miss Velvet intejected
>"-If you're gonna SPY on me, maybe we should rethink our situation!"
>"Maybe!"
>This was fine.
>Everything would be fine, you were sure.
>...
>Maybe working at this couples' weekend retreat was a mistake

>>170745
>Be the filly
♫ "Going to grandma's house, eating lots of cookies" you sang to yourself in a Cartman-like fashion "Getting spoiled rotten, and everyday watch tv!"
>"That's not a proper rhyme Anon."
"It's the thought that counts." you replied, knocking on a familiar door that signified a odd fusion of breathing room and smothering
>After a moment the door swang open, and a tired-looking Twilight Velvet brightened upon realizing you were there
>"Oh, you're here already? I'm not quite ready, the house is a mess-"
>"No, the house looks wonderful." Twiggles insisteed
>"Well come in, come in!" grandma said, swinging the door open wider to allow you entrance
>You passed through the living room and over its /comfy/ shag carpet, taking notice of a blanket and pillow lying on the couch
>"Oh, did he leave them out again?" Velvet tssked in annoyance, using her magic to levitate them into the hall closet
>You jump onto the now-available couch, settling in anticipation of Orange Cheese Puffs
>"Is everything okay mom?" Twilight asked
>"Oh yeah, everything's fine. Just fine. It's getting kind of boring around here though, not much to do."
>"Where's dad?"
>"Oh, doing Celestia knows what."
>The two of them kept talking and talking and talking, eventually moving into the kitchen
>The capital was busy preparing some sort of big festival
>There was a 50% chance Twiggles would drag you along, but you might be able to sneak some booze at least
>Canterlot University was making some big strides in medical research, most of the terminology going over your head
>You understood bits and pieces, surely more than any arts or humanities retard would
>And apparently "grandma" was taking skydiving lessons, much to Purple's chagrin
>That was pretty cool, maybe you could join her
>Not likely, but still
>...
>Listening in on their conversation got boring fast
>Goddammit, go away Twilight
>You're dumping me here so you could go have a spa day or an orgy or whatever
>Let me relax
"Oh boy, my tummy sure is rumbly" you said, massaging your stomach with a hoof
>That got Velvet's attention, and you hear her shuffling around, likely pulling food from her pantry
>"Twilight, what do I tell you every time you come over? You're not feeding Anon enough, she's wasting away!" Velvet henpecked
>For once Twiggles was the one getting nagged
>lesmug.png
>"You should listen to me more, I know bet-"
>"Well, uh, I have to go do some princess work" Twilight interrupted, obviously not wanting to listen any further, "Just don't spoil her too much, okay?"
>You hear the familiar *pop* of teleportation, followed by a dejected "ooh" noise
>That didn't sound good
>Grand- Velvet popped her head inside the living room
>"I, uh, forgot to buy groceries Anon. Would you like to eat out?"
"Hell yeah!" you answered, head filled with thoughts of fried foods
>Why couldn't you live with grandma?
>If only you could invoke FPS somehow.
>Damn collar.

>>170747
>Thankfully you weren't forced to be sized for ugly, overly colorful clothing
>Walking home with shopping bags tied to your saddle like you were child labor
>"Don't buy what you can't lift" -/fit/, probably
>Though the next sentence grandma said brightened your mood a bit
>"I think you've earned a present"

>Sitting inside a bookstore
>You had been hoping to visit a toy store, but you hadn't passed one on the way back to Velvet's house, so you settled for some Twiggles-approved recreation
>You had awhile before Purple would be back, so you casually roamed the cramped bookshelf-lined corridors of the store while Velvet goes to buy some coffee
>Just like she had for lunch less than an hour ago.
>And apparently for breakfast.
>She legit had a problem.
>Browsing through nonfiction when a glossy blue book catches your eye
>Out of pure curiousity you pull it from the shelf, and look ats its covering featuring a white filly with a confused expression on her face
>'Growing Up and Out:'
>'What a Filly Needs to Know about her Developing Body'

>Eventually grandma finds you sitting in the aisle, flipping through the book's contents
>lewdillustrations.png
>"What have you got there Anon?" she asked with the air of a junkie who just got their hit
"It's about being a filly and growing up. I like the pictures of the colts."
>You could see her face freeze-frame
>"I-I don't think that's a good book for you. How about a nice chapter book?"
"But I need to know this!" you insisted, reveling in her discomfort "I'm a big filly!"
>"How about you ask Twilght?" Velvet redirected, undoubtedly hoping you'd forget it by the time you were back in her house
>A purple aura enveloped the tome as it was returned to the shelf
>Grandma nudged you with her head in the direction of the children's wing of the bookstore
>Hopes = dashed
>Filly = broken

>>170749
>Pulling this off would require precision. Nudges, not pushes
>But if you pulled this off, you would have gotten some scrap of revenge against Twilight
>You'd watched your parents' relationship crumble, and listened in to enough fights to gauge how these conversations started
>sadpepe.png
>"Hi granddad!" you said, wrapping him in a hug
>He hugged you back in a reserved manner. The grip of a broken stallion.
>"Had a fun day, huh?" he asked lifelessly
"Yep! Me and Grandma went shopping!"
>"She sure does that a lot, doesn't she?"
>You could see Velvet out of the corner of your eye, listening in on the conversation from the kitchen.
>"It was a lot of fun. We went and bought couches and books and lunch at a very nice resturaunt. The part were we went to the lawyer place was boring though."
>It was at this point that Velvet decided to interject
>"Anon, sweetie, why don't you go upstairs to read your book? I can have some cookies brought up to you soon, okay sweetie?"
"Okay grandma." you said, shuffling out
>There was nothing more you could do here
>You trotted up the stairs, finding refuge in the guest room
>You keep the door opened a crack and press your head against the gap
>Just like the olden days
>The sound of their conversation was muted, but audible
>"Velvet, you can't just make these decisions without me! Couples are supposed to communicate dammit!"
>"Oh, like you don't go behind my back! Do any more "capstone" research today??"
>"Again with the paranoia! Where's the trust?? Where has YOUR contribution to our relationship been??""
>"I'M the one pulling this family along! While you're always away doing your 'research', I've practically been raising the foals alone!"
>"Raising Shining, maybe!"
>"Like you've helped at all! Maybe Twilight's developmental problems were a lack of fatherly influence!"
>"I've gotta push multiple research projects at once because you insist on buying everything our kids ever wanted and put nothing in savings!"
>"No, you just insist on scrimping and saving every bit like a griffon!"
>"I'm trying to keep our finances together between the mortgage and my surgery, but you demand on spending every bit you can! Maybe if you didn't buy $150 worth of coffee every week we'd be in a better situation!"
>...
>"Look, if we need to we can just borrow some money until-"
>"I don't WANT to borrow any more money from the kids! Do you have any idea how pathetic that makes us look??"
>"Clearly we aren't seeing any to eye on anything in our relationship". Velvet said with a huff
>"How did I ever fall in love with you in the first place?"
>"Maybe you didn't."
>"Then why are we here?" Night Light said, finally putting to words what the couple had been thinking for some time.
>...
>...
>The silence stretched on indefinitely, as the two left to begin individual tasks in serperate rooms
>mischiefmanaged.gif

>>170688
There are no toilets on the friendship express.

I wish for filly to pee in my mouth.

>>170728
>>170729
Boost. If questioned about it pass it off as an off color joke. [1d100 = 13]

>>170734
>>170742
No u.

I fuckin remembered to quote the green this time too. Maybe I won't roll utter garbage.

>>170754
f

>>170750
Damn, that hurts.
Nice to see more of this.

>>170751
Better pack diapers

>>170752
Oh hey, there you are.
Missed you last thread

>>170728
"Do. Not. Ever. Go in there." [1d100 = 39]

>>170702
Also counter-rolling for having the futa filly perform >rape. [1d100 = 14]

>>170750
I'm all for fucking with Purple's life but this ...
... not cool, Filly. Not cool.

>>170727
>Remove left nut for futa filly
>Is teleported to Equestria
>Stuff happens and Purple makes you the filly
>But you still have the vag
>And a single nut
>The least you could hope was a tiny P, but not even that to go with it

>>170740
Now this is a great setup for green and orange filly interation
Green when?

>>170728
That toilet is filthy. Just put me out of my misery now. [1d100 = 72]

>>170769
What an ASSFAGGOT amrite?

>>170750
Always good to see more from you.
You monster.

>>170769
ASSfilly has regularly proven herself to be an asshole.

>>170728
This >>170776 , just remove this Dutch-like voice from my head purple, i cant take it anymore!
[1d100 = 5]

>>170818
>5
Kek, i guess we re stuck with him till the end

>>170831
That's a scruffy little filly bust. Would tickle her scruufy fluff till she piddles herself and then relentlessly tease before scooping her up for a hug[/sub]

>>170833
Fail formatting and bad grammar. Wow I need to wake up.

>>170749
>a book about saving Equestria from a secret griffin faction

Time Turner Diaries. SOMEONE OUT THERE HAS TO DO IT.

Anyone else here loves imagining Anonfilly being the female singer when listening to a song that has a female singer in it?
I'm just so hookeed on Amaranthe right now that I can't stop imagining Anonfilly being the female singer.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Uuvv2HT8DCw&t

How about you all post links to songs you enjoy that has a female singer in it, and comment on if Anonfilly would look awesome as the female singer?

>>170847
Okay, link got a little broken there because I'm still not used to how this site works. But whatever. Just copy and paste and enjoy! At least I enjoy it...

>>170848
You forgot to delete "&t" so the URL nested a blank value for the time. Otherwise you got it.

www.youtube.com/watch?v=Uuvv2HT8DCw
For any fillies who don't want to go to jewtube proper.

>>170859
Wait what...

>>170847
>>170860
Http is there for a reason Anons, and /mlpol/ parser aparently doesnt autocomplete so here ya go
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Uuvv2HT8DCw

>>170863
Ohhhh.

>>170836
>artist
>save his country
>(((Griffon))) conspiracy
Hmmmmm

>>170833
That's fucking cute

>>170831
I want to be that first filly.

Full size and slight edit

>>170790
>You monster
Fitting, since GLADOS has that line in Dota2, the best ASSFAGGOT on the planet.

>>170900
>esports
>not literally the original Portal game

Disgusting.

Something went wrong
Something went very wrong

>>170902
You do know there's a a glados announcer pack in dota, right? Although that line is prob also in Portal, sounds like something she'd say. Haven't played them in forever.

>>170907
I know there's announcer packs in dota. Doesn't make esports not disgusting though.

>>170897
Lood filly

>>170904
>Spiderfilly builds webs to sleep in around Twilight's castle

>>170904
you mean very right
>ywn be hugged by all of spiderfilly's legs on her web
why live

>>170904
I'd let her lay her eggs in me.

>>170907
I know she says it at the very least in Portal 2, never played dota.

>>170904
Spider mare, spider mare...

>>170900
I'm confused, are you referring to dota 2 being an assfaggot, or to glados being an assfaggot?

>>170733
Sexual experimentation.

>>170942
>>170908
>>170900
>"It's from DOTA2"
>fan of the Portal fandom
That line is from one of the most memorable scenes at the beginning of Portal 2, Glados's resurrection : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Tpk5bsohlmw
It was even included in the game's trailer, iirc.

>>170948
Her voice still gives me goosebumps.

>>170306
You have a template for that plush?

>>170953
nope, not mine, im not that creative

>>170750
damn, the absolute madfilly

>>170945
Dota. It's an:
Aeon of
Strife
Styled
Fortress
Assault
Game
Going
On
Two
Sides

>>170948
Portal 2 came out over 7 years ago, it's no surprise somebody forgot a line in the game compared to its appearance in a game they play every day.

>>170981
>Portal 2 came out over 7 years ago
... holy shit I'm old.
Need to become a filly fast or it will be too late.

>>170981
Sounds to me like you're ass, but I'll bite.

>>171038
Kek, nice

>>171038
Nice

>>171051
Kek

>>170978
Lovely fillies
Crotchboobs are too big though

>>171038
Since when has lone been so fucking b a s e d?

>>171098
Beautiful.

filly has been playing too much Stalker.

>>171135
А иу, чики брики и в дамки!

>>171137
ну*

An attempt was made

>>171188
This is her final form.

>>171188
Z O O M

>>171079
Let this inspire some more Derpy Momfu love.

>>171238
Kek

Spiderfilly
Spiderfilly
Do whatever Spiderfi-
>>170904
Jesus Christ!

>>170639
>>170640
Anonfilly attempts this but critical fails

>>170612
kek

I am back from Boston and will resume regularly scheduled updates tomorrow. By which I mean very much later today, since it's already Friday.

Also, my feet are full of blisters and walking is painful.

>>171300
Ouch. Welcome back

>>170904
I want to play with her spinnerets while she tells me to fuck off

>>171394
i told you we're ded, anon

but nooo, nobody wanted to respond to my fuckin rolecall

>>171409
like just drop otu nigga then you can fillyfilly alk the tiem

>>171402
I blame discord for stealing filly and filly acessories discussions

>>171413
This.

>>171413
Discord is cucked and bluepilled

>>171413
this
some of the fags don't even browse the thread

but the discord is what's holding all the filly fucking posts, so either that or this, really

>>171429
Fair enough, kinda miss getting that in here though. I mean everything in moderation, there are worse things. Like a dead thread.

>>171430
yeah, fair enough
history repeats itself, shame people didn't heed the warnings

now we just sit in this tiny lifeboat, and see where the water kills us

Don't worry I am write fiction

>r filly
>doing fuckall in mom's house
>your mom is derepy
>she is honestly an admirable pony considering her circumstances
>She doing always her best to make you feel more comfortable
>you ought to hug her sometime soon
>you hug retard poner
>good feels all around
>end

>>171436
Maek me cri evrytiem
Ah r8 8/8

>>171432
Or stay positive and do what you can to help keep the thread alive.

>>171442
Second one was already posted a few threads ago.

>>171436
Momfu hugs are the best

>>171442
Filly looks like she's in a PSP game with that blockiness

>>171447
I think that's the joke

>>171413
>blame discord
This. And all the pony lovers don't talk about ponies there anymore.
Discord destroy threads, make circlejerk groups and turns people into normalfags.

>>171442
>When simply lewding you just isnt enough for ponka anymore
WeW

>>171450
We need more Ponkapedo

>>171441
no u
i do what i want

>>171451
I miss when that was a plot point and it wasnt all Twiggles
Ponkpred was fun

Woo. Got my new computer up and running. Time to write.

>Day something in blah blah blah.
>Once again, I find myself being bored to death by Twilight babbling on about magic.
>I would have tried looking out a window to distract myself, but all the windows in this particular room were those tacky stained glass windows showing bits of magical horse historia.
>So, instead I was fiddling with the pencil in front of me.
>"Ano--er... Emerald Dawn, this is serious. Could you please pay attention?"
>I affixed her with a frown.
"E tu, Twilight? There's nobody else around. Why don't you use my name? You almost did."
>She sighs and sets down her pointer that she had been prodding formulas with.
>"You know you'll have to be able to keep up your new identity. Also, 'nopony'."
"We already went through that bs over the 'nopony' thing over a decade ago, Twilight."
>"Yes, but you weren't a pony then, and didn't need to pass as one."
>I threw up my hooves.
"Well, fuck! Take my name, take my way of talking, why not just take my dick, too??"
>Flat look engaged.
"Oh wait. You already did that one."
>She shrank back a little, pained expression on her face.
>"I... I said I was sorry about it..."
"If sorry were good enough, the world wouldn't have as many wars."
>Her ears drooped as her gaze drifted toward the floor.
"I get that you're trying to help, but this bullshit is like tossing a kindergartner into a collegiate class and expecting them to keep up. I can't even use a fork, for fuck's sake!"
>"I... I'm trying," she whimpered.
"So does a paraplegic, but they're not going to win the triathlon."
>"I... I..."
>She ran from the room with an audible sob.
"... Ahhh fuck."
>Fucking thin-skinned ponies.
>Always making me feel like shit for perfectly good banter.
>Hauling myself up, I meander after.
>With a heavy sigh, I glance at one of the guards outside the door.
"Which way?"
>The guards, as usual, were stoic.
"Can't you at least glance in the right direction?"
>Still nothing.
"BAH!"
>With a turn, I stomp off in search of the purplest of princesses.

>"... You think we should have said she teleported?"
>"Nah. I dunno if I want to risk saying anything. I heard Blueblood is jumping at shadows after that incident."
>"...good point."

>Eventually, the telltale sounds of sorrow caught my ear.
>Following them to their source, I found Twilight moping on her bed.
>Unfortunately, hooves don't make for the most stealthy approaches.
>"Go away," she immediately says without taking her face off her pillow.
"Yeah, I'll admit I deserve that."
>I ignore her command and join her on the bed.
"I understand you're trying. I'm just an idiot, you know?"
>She turns away, ignoring me.
"I'm sure your lessons would be very interesting, if I weren't at square zero."
>I pat her on the back, eliciting a 'hmph' from her.
"I'm sure once I learn how to do some basic shit, I'll be bugging you about all kinds of stuff. But for now I don't even know how to do things you probably take for granted. So... if you can help me get past that, then great. I'll learn. If it's outside your skill set, perhaps you have..."
>I shudder and grimace.
"...somepony... that would be more suited or have advice for you."
>I give another pat, then get up.
"Take the day off. Get a snack. Get some sleep. Give it some thought. You're good people, Twi. Don't forget that."
>With that, I leave her to her thoughts.
>I felt eyes on me as I walked away from Twilight's room.
>"I'm so proud of you, my little sunshine. That was a wonderful thing you did."
"Blow it out your ass, fusion flanks."
>"Language, dear. And here I was going to treat you to a sundae."
"Sweets lose what make them special if you treat someone to them every day."
>"Is that so? Can I have yours, then?"
"Never said that. You've got to pay the inevitable dentist bills, though."
>With a melodious giggle, she fell into step beside me as we continued down the hall.

>>171454
Very heartwarming. Thanks for the update, always love your stuff.

>>171455
Thanks. It's kinda funny. I started out writing it and intending one thing, but it turned into something completely different. The story was like 'Nope. Here's how it's gonna go.'

>>171456
Kek, nice

>>171451
>>171453
Where did the pedoponke meme came from?

>>171458
Not sure. It was already there by the time I joined the thread.

>>171458
Same as >>171459, but was something big before, about ponka wanting to lewd the filly and Twily protecting or being a nuisance to her plans, never quite getting to it
As soon the move happened fags forced Twily to be a pedo mom so much that ponka was left aside sadly

Though Twi canonically has shown to be a filly fiddler so meh

>>171454
>So does a paraplegic, but they're not going to win the triathlon.
Kek, im stealing that line

>>170728

"Ugh, unflushed diarrhea and suicides don't mix."

Twilight's face immediately turns to worry.

>"You're not thinking about suicide again, are you?"

"No! ...okay maybe. The bathroom on this train is so filthy it makes me want to hurl- myself out a window."

She sighs.

>"I don't know what all that time loop did to you, but you clearly haven't made it out in one piece. I know you're hurting so please, can we talk about it? I don't want to see you go. We might not have known each other long, but you're one of the few people I can consider a real friend on this world, and I know I'm not the only one with that sentiment."

>>171464
This is some kind of psyop straight out of the CIA's playbook isn't it? [1d100 = 97]

[1d100 = 64]
>>171464
"Twilight, I was thinking... being surrounded by children like me, do your motherly instincts kick in a lot? Or is the prepubescent pony biology blocking them?"

>>171472
Foal labor builds character.

>>171464
Ask to see her psychiatry certificate.
[1d100 = 18]

>>171454
hahaha

>>171464
No U [1d100 = 49]

>>170750
>Be Anonfilly
>It had been nearly an hour since the "lovers' " fight
>You had nearly forgotten about it, you were becoming engrossed in the book
>It had really taken nothing to start the feud. You thought it would've taken some prodding and poking to incite an argument, but they pretty much just went off on their own
>gg ez
>You hear a knocking, and a cheerful-looking Twilight Velvet comes in holding a plate of cookies in her magical grip
>"Alright swwetie, here you go." she says without conviction, setting down the plate on the bed
>You wasted no time dropping the book and bending over (heh) to grab as many cookies as you could fit in a hoof
>Velvet sits down next to you, not really adressing your existence
"Is something wrong grandma?" you asked, feigning ignorance as you set the cookies back dow on the plate
>She seemed shocked at your awareness, as if you were retarded
>Wait, did she think you were?
>Was that why she was so nice to you?
>Pfft, of course not
>"No, nothing's wrong. Grandma just has a lot to think about."
"Is it bad? Is there any way I can help?" you probed, widening your eyes in fake innocence
>"No, I can handle this. It's just some relationship issues." she said sadly, seemingly regretting the last statement based based on the expansion of her pupils
"...Is someppony being mean to you?"
>"...Well, uh... no." she lied
>The way your parents had lied to you
"Are you sure?"
>"Anon, I'd rather-"
"If somepony isn't making you happy, you should leave and go make new friends! Just like Twilight taught me! Isn't that right grandma?"
>"I, well, yes, I guess..."
"And even if your friends are away you can still play by yourself. It's better than hanging around with bullies." you pushed
>Velvet bent over and hugged you
>"Thanks Anon, I needed that." she said sadly
>Anon: 8, Twiggles...
>Well, numbers didn't matter
>Revenge was sweet