No.194092[Last 50 Posts]
>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?
>I'm a contributor.
Great! For writers, just notify All Nighter Fgt, so you can have your green to the Doc. For artists, animators, or any other content makers, you can store your fillies in the Dropbox for future viewing pleasure.>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: >>190865
Colts are kind of gay mate. Really I'd rather go for some of Anonfilly acting like a cute little innocent filly around someone like ponk, telling her about how her second butt feels funny when she rubs it and getting her to indulge in her pedophilloic desires.
Why is she rubbing her pussy on a balloon?
Because reasons. I'm more concerned about how her genitals are twice as large as her body is.
I just post em, but the anatomy is a bit fucked.
Because balloon fetish is a thing, anon
The jailbait trio.
Who is white filly though?
11/10 would do all the things
Luftkrieg is aryannne's daughter >>194160
Cute,Do Filly know about (((The Griffons)))?
I got that much. Still wouldn't stop muh dick
Who Hurt the filly!?
So as promised yesterday, I give you "In Search of Birds"
>And be aimlessly trotting through the Whitetail Woods while looking very determined.
>At your side was a pegasus colt who was going on and on about different birds and their respective attributes.
>You had stopped listening a while ago, but you just nodded and made little ‘ummhemm’ noises occasionally.
>The little pegacolt was Meadowlark Song, a yellow pony with a long brown and white mane and a speckling of freckles on his muzzle.
>”So anyway the way you can tell a Barn Owl apart from a Great Horned Owl by sound is the way they call at night!’
>”A barn owl makes a kinda scary screeching sound while a Great Horned Owl makes that much more classic ‘Hoo-Hoo Hoo’ sound.”
“Umm hemmm yep that’s pretty cool Larkey”
>The camp gear on your saddle clattered slightly as you trot through the woods.
>”So yah, now you know what owls will be making what calls tonight!”
>Meadowlark trot up beside you, looking at you curiously.
>”Hey ummm Hornet, are you sure you know the way back to the campsite? Cheerilee must be getting kinda worried by now right?”
>You brushed the question off and just kept trotting to… well to you don’t know where.
>You were lost in the Whitetail woods.
>You just had to go wandering off with this clueless birb obsessed colt.
>’Yah, yah I know where there’s an eagles nest’ you’d told him two hours earlier.
>You didn’t know where one was.
>You just had to get away from fricking purple happy flower butt teacher pone and her gaggle of frolicking foals.
>And to top it all off your stupid little filly body was having it’s first heat.
>Arghhh Twiggles will pay for this!
>But in the meantime the sun was going down and all you had was your sleeping sack, some snacks, water, and a chatty colt who left all his stuff at the camp site.
>An incessantly, chatty, and worried colt…
>”Ugh H-hornet, do you REALLY know the way back?”
>You lower your head in frustration and let out a little scream of frustration.
>Meadowlark took a few steps back, splaying his wings.
>You turned back to him, apologetically.
“Sorry Larkey, it’s just… I ummm I don’t know the way back.”
>He looked dejectedly toward the ground.
>”O-oh… sorry I wanted to go off looking for birds with you. I shouldn’t have asked you to come.”
>He kicked a hoof at the ground.
“It’s alright Larkey, I mean I wanted to go, I egged you on.”
>You walked over to him and hit his shoulder with your hoof.
>He recoiled slightly, and still looked kinda sad.
“Hey now, it’s fine.”
>You heard him sniffle a little.
>”N-no it’s not! We’re lost, it’s getting dark, and they’re probably worried sick about us!”
>It was true, there was maybe a half hour of sun left, and you were lost.
“Hey now, don’t worry. It’s just the Whitetail woods, nothing here to be scared of.”
>You were crap at comforting, but you tried anyway.
>This colt was just about the closest thing you had to a friend at this point.
>You couldn’t stand any of the other colts or fillies, they were so annoying or stupid.
>But this colt was just a weird birb obsessed pone.
>And you liked that bit.
>But he couldn’t handle himself in the woods alone.
>Probably would toss out his shoulder the first time he tried his hand at a moist nugget.
>>194180>If he had hands.>Wait what?>Oh yah comforting the colt.>You brush up alongside him, flicking his face with your tail.
“Hey Larkey, no good standing here and moping, I think I see a clearing up ahead. Lets setup camp before it’s actually dark.”>He looked stunned for a second, a blush across his freckled face that quickly ebbed away.>”B-but I don’t have my gear. Where will I sleep?”>You looked back, small smirk on your face.
“Larkey, are you dense or something, with me silly!”>Oh and there was that blush across his muzzle again!>You just turned away, flicking your tail at him.>Might as well make the most of this eh Anon?>You trot out ahead into a little clearing with some soft grass and a good view of the sky.>It was late summer, and all round you birds were chirping, grass hoppers were jumping, and the forest was singing.>You heard the crunch of grass behind you as Meadowlark trot up behind you.>You flicked your tail a bit more at him.>Filly, you can be devilish sometimes.>Turning around, you caught him doing his best to look away.>”S-so yah, you see that bird up there, it’s a male Robin! You can tell by the –oof!”>You playfully threw your sleeping bag at him, knocking him into the tall grass.>”H-hey!”>You stuck your tongue out at him,
“Why are you blushing so hard Larkey?”>He suddenly tried to look anywhere but you.>”Ummm no reason.”
“Hrmmm really?”>You say in a poor attempt at a sultry voice.
“Must ~really~ like those Robins.”>He gave a little eep as you turned back around, and trot to where you set your pack.
“Hey, get the sleeping bag setup while I get a bunch of grass and stuff to put under it!”>You could hear him fumbling with the rolled up sack behind you.>Poor clueless colt, you’ve got a lot to teach him.>After a few minutes you returned to him with a few big hoof-fulls of grass.>He’d managed to get the sleeping bag rolled out, and was laying back on it.>”Oh hey Horny!”
“Wat”>You dropped the dried grass all overtop of him.>He flailed a bit as you did that, dispersing the grass around him.
“What did you call me Larkey?”>He looked at you nervously.>”I-I just called you ‘Horney” c-cuz your name is Green Hornet, and you always call me Larkey, and I was just thinking why not try calling you like you call me? And ummm and…”>He really didn’t know.>You just stared at him and blinked a few times.
“Y-yes, sorry Larkey. Hehehe yah!”>You did a little jump, landing next to him in the pile of grass on top the sleeping bag. >You threw a little grass at him, and that got him giggling.>He returned the favor in force, and soon enough both of you were covered in the grass that was supposed to be your bedding.>Blowing an errant strand of grass from your snoot you looked at him in the last rays of the setting sun.>You caught him smiling up at a tree as he heard another bird rustle past.>There was a warmth inside you that just kept building.
“Hey Larkey?”>”Yah Horney?”
“J-just Hornet please?”>”Oh sorry… yah Hornet?”
“W-we’re friends right?”>He looked at you, head tilted a bit.>”Yah, of course! Why?”
“Ummm and – and you trust me right?”>”Yahhhh why? What’s up Hornet?”>You were looking into his deep amber eyes, and he into your green orbs.
“Have you ever kissed a filly before?”>He blinked a few times, not really answering.>You scooted a bit closer to him, he didn’t move at all.
“Do you… want to?”>You could hear his wings rustle a bit behind him as he made the tiniest little “mmmhhm” noises>Without another thought, you closed the gap between you and him, planting your muzzle on his, and wrapping your hooves around his body.>He sat stunned for a bit, as you pressed your lips against his, but after a few seconds he leaned into you.>But a second later you pulled away, still hugging him close.
“S-so, what did you think?”>He just sat stunned for a second before blinking a few times.>”C-can we try that again?”>gently you smiled at him.
“Sure, but ummm just don’t get weirded out ok?”
>>194181>He got that confused look on his muzzle again.>But that was quickly interrupted as you planted your face back against his.>However this time you probed his lips with your tongue.>Which caused him to recoil his face away.>”Eww hey, why’d you do that?”
“It’s kissing silly! You put your tongues in each other’s mouths. I told you not to get weirded out.”>”What? That sounds gross.”
“J-just try it. I promise it’ll be fun!”>You were still hugging close, and he had his hooves around you still.>A quick look of thought crossed his face, but turned into one of resolve in just as much time.>”O-ok Hornet, I’m trusting you.”>You just smiled, and slowly moved your muzzle back to his.>You were more careful this time, gently opening your lips, waiting for him to do the same.>It took a moment, but he followed suite.>Carefully you began to probe his mouth with your tongue.>He tasted like hay chips and sweets.>Quickly you found your target, his tongue hiding in the back of his mouth.>Tentatively you poked his oral appendage with your own.>It took him a second, but he was a quick learner, and poked yours back.>Gently you pressed your body more into his as the two of you started the delicate dance of tongues.>Several minutes passed, and the only sounds aside from the songs of the forest were the gentle snorts and humms as you and Larkey explored each other’s mouths.>It was actually you who broke away first. >Panting slightly, you look at him in the twilight.>Shadows danced across his form, his eyes half lidded, and a wicked blush painting his cheeks cheery.>He was looking at you the way the moon might look at the earth.>So much longing, so much wonder in his eyes.
“S-so you really trust me right?”>”Uhuh! Can we kiss some more?”>This was making the heat in your crotch almost unbearable.
“Well ummm, actually I was thinking about a different kind of kissing…”>Again that look of confusion.
“J-just lie down and, try not to squirm too much ok?”>”Why do you want me to lie down?”
“Well do you want me to help you cum or you to help me cum?”>”Wat?”>You lie beside him, beckoning him to lie beside you.>Tracing a hoof over his tummy, you trace down lower, causing him to squirm a bit.
“So ok… explanation time Larkey.”>He turned toward you as you kept your hoof on his lower tummy.
“Well have you ever ummm rubbed this part of yourself?”>You traced your hoof lower, eventually finding what you were looking for.>His half-erect member twitched slightly as you grazed it.>Larkey just squirmed and moaned a little before finding his words.>”W-well I umm it gets hard sometimes, e-especially when I think of you.”>HeartMelt.exe>You began to stroke it as he kept talking.>”A-and s-some mornings –ughhh- it – it’s hard, but it umm it g-gets softer after a b-bit.>It was getting hard for him to concentrate as you stroked it more.>He was so adorable like this, squirming under your hoof… he probably couldn’t last long like this.>You didn’t want to waste him too soon, so you pulled your hoof away and began tracing his tummy again.>This caused him to let out a little whine.
“Well that’s ummm that’s supposed to happen. You can rub it like I just did to make yourself feel good.”>He nodded his head, looking down at his erect member.>He began to reach a hoof down, but you batted it away.
“No, there’s something else I need to show you.”>You shifted yourself so you were perpendicular to him.>Splaying your legs you revealed your hot mound to an awestruck colt.>Larkey quickly looked away abashedly.
“It’s ok to look… you can even touch it if you want.”>Now this got his attention.>Curiously turning his head back, he went wide eyed as he saw you wink at him.
“Y-you mean I can touch you down there?”>You nodded and squirmed back parallel to him.>Gently you took his hoof in yours and placed it on your thigh, just above your question mark.>He gave you another unsure look that you just met with a peck on the nose.
“Don’t worry, it’s cool.”>Slowly and cautiously he worked his hoof toward your winking mound.>You just let yourself lie back, expecting him.>As his hoof worked closer, you could feel the tension inside yourself building up.>It was becoming unbearable.>The moment his hoof made contact with your fillyhood you let out a little moan and squirmed.
>>194182>He didn’t pull away.>He must be getting more confident.>Instead he just started lightly rubbing your lower lips, occasionally grazing your winking clit.>”Ummm… is – is this good Hornet?”>You just moaned in reply and squirmed some more.>This was more than good,
“F-faster Larkey!”>”O-ok”>He began to stroke you faster, picking up a rhythm as he did.>It really didn’t take long for your filly body to have enough.>It struck you fast and hard.>As his hoof kept stroking, you could feel release building.>And in a second it became too much. >Thick hot cum flowed from your filly folds onto his hoof and the forest floor as you writhed in ecstasy.>”Ahhh sorry Hornet! Did I just make you pee!?”>Meadowlark sounded really apologetic.>But you just rolled over and locked him in an embrace, rubbing your sopping cunt against his leg and rock hard member as you rode the waves of ecstasy.>He didn’t seem to have a problem with this as he greedily returned the deep kiss.>This lasted for a few minutes. >By the time you broke the kiss you had coated most of his lower body in your musky juices.>”W-what was that Hornet?”>You rolled off him, still panting heavily.
“T-that, Larkey, was an orgasm.”>”A what?”
“Didn’t you pay attention at all in sex ed Larkey?”>”I didn’t go that day; my parents brought me to the bird sanctuary instead.”>You face hoofed, before rolling back into his side.
“Larkey, you’re the best.”>You nuzzled his side a bit as you recovered yourself.>”S-so, ummm can I do what you did?”>Placing your head on his chest and looking into his eyes, you could see desire burning in them.>You just smirked at him.
“Yep!”>”Sooo what do I do? Are you just going to keep rubbing my thing?”
“Well… you know how I have a hole?”>You stand up, turun around, and straddle him. >Shoving your soaking rear into his face, you hold your cunt open with a hoof.>”Uhuh…”>You turned back around, still straddling him.
“And you have a rod?”>You could see the light beginning to go on behind his eyes.>You carefully began to lie on top of him again, but made close note of the angle.>You squirmed your way back a bit until you could feel his tip press against your entrance.>Looking into his eyes again, all you saw was burning desire and trust.
“Ready Larkey?”>”Ready Hornet!”
“Ok now, three…two…one!”>You shoved yourself backwards, impaling yourself on his rod.>Your eyes budged as he let out a deep moan.>His member felt like it was tearing you apart, you’d never felt something so uniquely pleasurable but kinda painful in your life.>You had to just sit there on top of him for a moment to collect yourself, his cock fully inside you.>He was looking up at you, so many emotions on his scrunched face.>Looking down; you could feel your clit winking against his hot rod.>You could feel his heartbeat inside you.>”Y-you feel so good Hornet…”
“Ughhh yahhh, y-you too, just umm just give me a – a moment.”>Positioning your hooves, you began to try to move a bit.>Instantly waves of pleasure surged through you and Larkey.>It was hard to work through, but the initial pain was quickly subsiding as you felt him pulse inside you.>Gaining a bit more confidence, you started to buck your hips back and forth slowly.>You tried to stay upright, but it was too much for you, and you ended up lying yourself back atop Larkey.>This let you press your muzzle against his again.>And for the third time this evening your tongues danced together to the song of the forest.>Your hips kept working slowly at first.>But every little moan and eep from Larkey gave you more energy.>Soon the forest song was overcome by the schlicking and moaning of your two bodies locked together.>Larkey wasn’t holding up too well though, and he had to break the kiss.>Panting heavily, he had his eyes tightly closed as he clenched his jaw.>You could feel his member beginning to swell inside yourself.>So you just kept rutting him harder.>You bucked your hips wildly as he moaned deeper and quivered underneath you.
“N-not yet Larkey, Not yet!”>You were getting close too, and you wanted this to happen just right.>You needed this to happened just right
“NOT yet Larkey! J-just a second – aghhh – longer!”>And just a second later he let out a deep moan as you felt his hot jet of cum inside you.>Tossing your head back, and thrusting harder than ever, you too reached your climax.>A torrent of thick white cum stained yellow seeped out of your cunt as you slowed down.>Still thrusting slowly, every motion sent Larkey and yourself into a fit of orgasmic convulsions.>A few thrusts more, and you gave in, letting yourself collapse fully on top the panting mess of Larkey.>You could feel him shrinking inside you as a stream of hot juices poured from your pussy, staining the sleeping bag.>As you lay in nirvana, you heard a whisper in your hear.>”T-that was… amazing.”
“No, Larkey, you’re amazing…”>Eventually, the two of you wiggled yourselves inside the stained and musky sleeping bag.>And quickly fell asleep to the songs of the forest, safe and sound in each other’s hooves.
In my family we give gifts on Christmas Eve and Christmas day Don't expect more… Though I am fond of the Meadowlark Song character
Time again for me to post a recap, despite posting a second one last thread only a few days ago. Shut up, I like doing these.
Pastebin Part 1: https://pastebin.com/JReEqH6G
Pastebin Part 2: https://pastebin.com/CuNuktSQ
>Be Anon Filly.>Be human turned into filly and sent into Equestria's recent past to save the world or some shit.>Not the only human-turned filly, just the cutest one.>Twilight might think she's the cutest, but she's CIA. CIA cannot be cute.>Just got home from an adventure in the swamp.>Some pony who looks like you stole the Elements of Harmony.>You know where she is now though, so you're gonna have Celestia take care of it.>You're not built for action anyways, just love.>Not that kind of love, Daring!>Anyways, you're outside a bar, tummy full of eggnog, and you just got pelted "accidentally" with a snowball.
Never heard of this fetish, let alone see it being discussed in imageboards.
I think its a joke fetish that spawned on /mlp/, on a OP with a Pinkie that said something like "That mare sure loves balloons" or something like that
What kind of self-respecting filly wouldn't know about (((them))).
Maybe if she's working with (((Them)))?
What would you do if you found out she was?
Re education through dick
Kek, as if.
Not a bad pic though.
"Fatty fat, fat, fat!"
I want to huff that fluff
I want to see Twilight helping Anonfilly keeping that fluff nice and clean. Twi'd probably have to force filly to do it the first couple of times.
I might. Got any suggestions or critiques?
I'm going to bury my face in that chestfluff and you can't stop me
Huff, huff, pass, anon
>>194276>Fillies sit in a circle passing around the fluffy filly and huffing her fluff
That's so cute. Better bring her inside by the fire before she gets sick
She just fell down and got scraped up. But that doesn't stop her from playing it up for pity points.
That sounds kinda gay.
You're kinda gay.
I want to huff filly's crotch musk.
I'm talking about chest-fluff, I don't know where you're going with it
That was pretty good. Thanks for the green!>>194270
One thing I noticed was that you used "ummm" a lot in the dialogue. You could cut back on it a little and show nervousness in another way. Also, if you put it in the middle of a sentence, it would help to have commas around it so there is a natural pause when reading (or ellipsis for a longer pause).
For example:>Well that’s ummm that’s supposed to happen.
Becomes>Well that’s, ummm… That’s supposed to happen.
>>194290>You could cut back on it a little and show nervousness in another way.
Alternatively, you could vary the um's into ah's, uh's and eh's.
I don't know why, but that filly looks Russian to me.
>>194296>He still thinks discordfags care about the thread
Hahaha, wait you re serious? That s kinda sad…
I try my best to make them, mate. It's a bit difficult at times though.
First was a gift from the Secret Santa thread. Second is not even a day old.>>194300
Then a reminder to post would help more than going right to posting for them.
The ending was a bit abrupt. You could also be a bit more descriptive with sensation, though you already did a great job.
How's this for a suggestion: the two remember that they have to take a bath before they rejoin the group or are found.
You know how it goes faggot. People get all uppity about shit being posted for them because they were 'going to post it later.' Well, a good portion of the time 'later' ends up being never. The thread receiving content take priority, and since I posted them separately their (You) values will likely not be diminished from if the original artist posted them. Besides, the first one wasn't even done in the art channel. I figured it was the most likely to be buried.
People get "uppity" because it's posted without warning. Just ask. It helps to keep the thread in focus as well.
And no, the (you) values are diminished because you included the jab about laziness, shifting the focus away from the image.
It's not an unwarranted jab. People will still save the images and move on with their lives, which is all that's really necessary. And unless it's big daddy Smoldix, the likelihood is that nobody gives a shit about the art no matter how much effort fucking goes into it, while he'll post an uncolored filly with slight changes from what he normally draws and get ten quadrillion (You)s.
But it is an unrelated one. Like all the rest of that post.
Still needed to be said.
To be fair, in the end it really never get posted because "getting out of theor way just to post it somewhere else"
So no, if they wanted (You)s they could post it right away or on the next day at most, what you say is about as bad as making yourself a DNP artist on derpibooru as "uploader only" and then only being allowed to upload them yourself, all the while only posting to Tumblr and updating to Derpibooru once in a blue moon with your """faves""".
But wait, Tumblr is going down? I guess all your unposted art is going with it then unless you remember every single one missing~
Same goes for it getting buried in a Discord chat, and its even worse since it only keeps on rolling, only """better""" for the instant (You)s and ego boost by namefagging
… "getting out of their way just to post it somewhere else"
Also if people liked it enough to post it somewhere else it should be quite self fulfilling by itself, since people are sharing your work
If they claim to be theirs its another history, but that never happened around here and people can simply come forward if they really want, but again >Anonymous imageboard
, why should it matter?
Oh right ego boost, forgot that
There s the matter of content stealing, i know, but honestly never saw that on an Anonymous imageboard, and even then, if someone starts doing that, its not that hard to debunk and tell the fag to stop fucking around
Anyway, these are my two cents, its pretty nice anytime i see my edits around, wish i could say the same about drawfags and their art
Uh, no. What I'm saying is to give a reminder. "Hey, post that shit in the thread". If people don't, then do it for them. I'm not saying that only the artist should ever upload.
And do note that I'm not the one who made this about artists uploading their own work. That was >>194296
>>194320>Reminding them every single time about the thread
May as well just go and do it tbh, no doubt that was tried and done already
Plenty of people post themselves. The one in question isn't an active user and hasn't ever been asked before. If they still don't post, then yeah, just post for them.
Noted. But also remember, these are colts and fillies. Umm is a pretty common thing for them I imagine. I can attempt to show it more in describing body language, but sometimes I like longer dialogue. The commas and ellipsis are noted as well. I just fear using too many ellipsis since that can get annoying too.>>194306
I got tired, sorry. I write until 2-3 AM usually. I've got an idea for a follow-up that takes place the next afternoon. As for describing sensation, this is always a fine line for me between showing and telling. Ofc I can just say "orgasmic ecstasy coursed through their bodies…" Or I could try to describe it like "Their bodies quivvered together, desperately grinding against each other as they gripped tighter…". One is easy and quick to write, the other takes me more time and effort to think up. And it just goes back to my writing time… I usually get to the really sensual stuff later at night when I'm more tired and lazy. I'll try to work on it more and really draw out the descriptive sensations when I write next.
I'll see if I can find more time for it.
It. Is. On.
You aren't sure who started the snowball fight, but you're certainly going to end it, and you'll do so by ensuring total victory for yourself. As you begin to rapidly construct an impressive wall of snow that would make Donald Trump blush, you imagine for a moment that each of your opponents is another species from you entirely. Rarity, with her faux high-class demeanor - and being the only combatant capable of wielding magic, must be the Protoss. Applejack, by comparison, must be a Zerg. No other species would have such an extended family. That leaves you as the Terran: the rightful protagonists of the franchise.
Finally, your wall is complete, and you begin your assault. First you pelt Rarity back for the strike she made on you, but then you turn your focus to Applejack.
"Taste my snow grenades, you overgrown hydralisk!"
>"Did you just call me a hydra?"
Without stopping to respond, you quickly make more and more snowballs and start tossing them at both your friends in rapid succession, without discrimination between the two. They easily get the point, and team up to form an all out war against you.
Unfortunately, you aren't any match in a 2 on 1, and soon get to a point where you want to give up. Before you can raise the white flag, however, you feel a tap on your shoulder.
Oh shiiii an Aussie joins the frey
Aren't australians meant to die in the cold? [ 1d100 = 87 ]
"Wanna start an all-out snowball war?" [ 1d100 = 61 ]
Yeah, everything in moderation. Hope to see more from you!
Cute!>>194295>a pony their home>proffessional
"These guys seem weaker than emus, wanna give me a hand?" [ 1d100 = 56 ]
Twilight has a special surprise for Anon this Christmas. It's news that she's going to be a big sister. Well, do (You) like your present?
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Merry Christmas, ASShole. Here's to another year of green.
(Sorry I've been dead, finals were rough and I've been busy with the holidays.)
This does not take place in the AGU, but I wanted to do a christmas one-shot.
>Trapped in Twilight's room with Anoncolt and Anonbabby while Purple "finished getting ready"
>You cracked the door open
"Can we come down yet?!?" you asked for the fourth time
>"Just one more minute!"
>You turned to look at your fellow captives
>"Hey, you. You're finally awake. You were trying to cross the border,
right?" Anoncolt asked
>Anonbabby was half-asleep, having been fed just twenty minutes ago
"I wanna go~oo." you whined
>"Just be patient, the presents aren't going anywhere"
"I dunno, Twiggles is the Princess of Jewish Tricks
>"Ga-goo" Babby added
>"Okaa~ay, come down everypony!" Twilight yells from downstairs
>You grab Anonbabby and throw her on you back, and carry her downstairs
>When your group reaches the living room, you see a tree surrounded by wrapped presents, and several stockings full to the brim
>Twilight stood in front of you holding an old-timey camera, snapping pictures of your faces
>Two hours later
>Your and Anoncolt's hoard consisted of scooters, balls, kites, some DIY kits, LEGOs, science kits, a Super PES, and shittons of books
>Babby got a baby swing, bouncer, blocks, those big Duplo Legos, and some new pacifiers
>"All right kids, go play with your toys, I'm gonna get dinner started." Twilight said as she put babby in a carrier
>tfw it was a good Hearthswarming
I fuckin' love it you beautiful filly
That was comfy af mate.
W H O L E S O M E>>194440
"That's awesome! I also have a surprise for you: You're going to be a grandma!
Hell yeah. Twilight has far less energy to prevent me from doing all the stuff she tells me not to? I'd be ecstatic.
Is it bad I just see that mare as happy to be carrying a dead anon filly? Would be worse with X marks on her eyes.
Filly is kill but who kill filly?
"Great! more reinforcements to the Terran Empire!" in a deep patriotic voice [ 1d100 = 90 ]
Wew, that's a lot of fillies. Looks good, hope to see these finished!
I-is that fanart
for worst fallout?
>>194690>Does EqG count? ^:)
This, just so long as I get to be the filly. I want to snuggle up in her arms and let her twirl my mane with her barbie fingers.
Literally just checked back to find how much i fucked up, this >>194690
was meant to reply to this >>194651
Merry Christmas to the rest of you. Don't suggest some mary sue shit or we might have another Alt.>>192593
"If you're going to kill me like that, don't bring me back. I'm like fucking upgrade here if STEM were a useless hunk of metal that just weakly bridged my spine.">"Not an ordinary filly…"
"Your sister isn't quite as creative as you are when it comes to trauma.">The very air seems to cease moving.>"…I'm going to give you ten seconds to tell me exactly how the fuck you managed to get into contact with her."
"Your guess is as good as mine! She just popped up in my dream, subjected me to excruciating pain, and Twilight severed my nervous system to end the pain.">…
"So, about you fixin-">"Did you see her?"
"Er…">"Nevermind. So, you want me to revert your spine back to it's previous state?"
"Yes, please.">She chuckles a bit at that.>"No need to thank me, just a favor for a favor.">You hear the humming of magic.>The most odd feeling of tranquility runs its way down your vertebrae.>You can feel your tail twitching.>You breathe a sigh of relief.>Then it stops.>"This signature…"
"W-what's wrong?">"You're not a filly, not originally anyways…"
"It's a long story.">"I have nothing better to do but sign documents and eat cake.">She gives you that kindly smile ripped straight out of the show along with a warm laugh.>"Care to indulge me?"
"Well, I suppose we do have time…">As the moments of recount become hours, you notice natural light begin to enter the chamber through stained glass, patterning the floor with a a constellation you never noticed in the show.>Or perhaps this universe was just different.>In any case, it's a welcome distraction by the time you get to Peanut.
"A-and then it crushed her into a bloody pulp, right in front of me…">Celestia nods with what appears to be genuine concern.>Something makes you doubt it though.>Maybe it's the fact that she just murdered your legal guardian as a stunt.>Well, you assume legal.>Not like Twilight ever showed you the papers.
"And the fucking stallion tried to rape-">"I don't tolerate profanity on these grounds."
"S-sorry. In any case, that was the day I felt the closest to death I've ever felt.">Your mane is rubbed with a warm hoof.>You suppose it wouldn't make much sense to put on those shoes until she has to go out.>Probably uncomfortable as hell.
"And then she put me under her hoodie, took me up here, and you…">"Yes, I killed her.">…>"Alright, I'm going to repair your spine completely now. I'm going to warn you now, the process of reversing wounds is so painful you'll probably be begging me to kill you. In addition to that, I'd like to offer you one favor for the valuable information you've given me. Choose wisely.">Input action.
Oh yeah, and I had an absolutely devilish idea.
During a past raid on /mlp/, my sketch fillies weren't deleted. http://boards.4channel.org/mlp/thread/33334834
Maybe we can go fishing…
woah someone actually printed my vector on a pillow, it makes me really happy <3
Yeah, they printed a bunch and were selling them in the /mlp/ Secret Santa thread
Oh man, it really amazes me to know that <3
I'm really glad it got to be selled like that!It makes me double happy to had put more work on that vector, thanks anons!
I'm putting this one up on the fridge.
"So I heard you mention cake… Wait, no. Let me think a bit more on it."[ 1d20 = 6 ][ 1d100 = 66 ]
(Never know which roll format folks use. Just pick whatever one you've been using and ignore the other.)
Those rolls though.
Begone, Satan! Your power is no use, here!
Yeah, sounds about right
>>194774>Fuck activating the vpn>Posts with vpn
What did he mean with this?
Pretty sure he's actually in Denmark. Mentioned it in Discord at least.
>>194777>Being in the Discord to begin with
Always thought he was 'Murkan, but if you say so
Blessed trips cant lie
"Is it alright if I hold it in reserve for a time when I really might need it?"[ 1d100 = 91 ]
Gib milkies [ 1d100 = 70 ]
You try to respond in a deep, patriotic voice, but your age and sex shine through, and the result sounds kind of like Mulan pretending to be a man.
"Great! More reinforcements for the Terran Empire!"
"Means you're from Earth, dude. Now you gonna help me win this war or not?"
>"Eh, I've got nothing better to do. Sure."
The two of you hide behind your barricades and begin to make an absurd amount of snowballs. The wall is strong enough to hold up any barrage from your opponents, and you're going to want to win this fast. Once you have a large enough pile that it almost stacks as high as your walls, you pop up from the wall and immediately begin your assault.
Your first target is Rarity. She was the first to begin the fight, and so she'll be the first to surrender. With two good throwing hooves, she puts up the white flag rather quickly… and literally. She actually attaches a handkerchief to a stick and waives it around.
With no threat from her, you turn your attention to Applejack. She tries to put up a fight, but runs out of snowballs quickly, and finds herself trying to make new ones while being pelted.
>"Alright, 'ah can't do two on one. I give."
Time to build a snowmare, I guess [ 1d100 = 41 ]
The fight really snowballed
Rarity is ~French, you only needed one warning shot.
why does that filly look so fuckable?
Offer a hoofbump to Daring. "With our powers combined, no one shall stop us!" [ 1d100 = 32 ]
It was at this moment that Anon realized … being on the receiving end of >rape wouldn't be fun.
I wish for filly to pee in my bed
This, I suppose >>194780[ 1d100 = 41 ]
i wish for my bed to pee on the filly
with 1 being she pees or 20 being she pees?
It's totally not gay if she just uses it to masturbate.
Good work Anon, love your stuff
i'm not angery faggot, UR angery!
all of (you) are cute
You have a nice reee.
no because i'm not cute
but i'll agree you're cute
Hello thread, i come today with a challenge for new years:
>You re a writefag or simply not a content creator
Draw a filly celebrating new years, it can be on paper and then taken a pic or digital, just try to make it as best as you can, even if it doesnt look that good just do your best
>You re a drawfag
Write a short green about Anonfilly, try to aim at 1.5k chars at least, but keep at 1k to 750 chars as minimum, else its pretty much a prompt
(For a reference, this post has 695 chars, its not as many as you think)
You can do the same as writers and non-creators and make a pic, but idea was to try new things for the new years
That said, dont forget the most important thing: have fun
But what if I'm both?
Well fuck, pick the one you re more active/known as and do the other? Like if you re primarily a writefag and hasnt been a drawfag for longer then go for writefag option, reverse also applies if you ve been drawing before writing, going for the drawfag option
Iunno, i suppose yall can just go for the writefag option and draw something..?
Have a free shrug, on the houseAlso that s an old filly
Alright, writing it is then
Arts and crafts need to use some new kind of material they hadnt worked with before, even if it means making a 3d paper filly
Not really, lets just say that unless you re a drawfag you d fit on the first option
Also, to make it simpler, drawfags could also make a pic, but with their opposite hand. So if they usually draw with their right hand they d draw this one with their left instead
Its just for everyone to try something new for new years really, even if its not THAT new for ultra skilled fillies who can do every thing, kek
>>194975>drawfags could also make a pic, but with their opposite hand
i didn't even think of this
>>194975>3d paper filly
I thought about it, but got frustrated since the model I was trying to recolor was poor to begin with
>make a pic, but with their opposite hand
Kek. I'll give it a shot I guess
That filly is a cute!
draw moar faggot
Damn, not bad. You should draw more
>>194971>tfw both>tfw just slow as fuck and can't go one day without starting a new project because neat new ideas and leaving billions unfinished greens and images alike in my retarded wake
Does posting filly green I've been sitting on forever count or should I write something new and god forbid try to finish it
Also, have another of my billions of WIPs that I still haven't posted.
>>194992>wearing the fuk hat in public
What must a filly do to earn a fuk hat?
Filly's gonna get destroyed
filly might end up a quivering mess by the time she's done, but she'll be a pleasured
She will cum upon the hat soon, if that is the case.
"And I shall accept this surrender. Now, how's about we make a snowmare?"
>"Sure, why not. I'll make the legs if you can make the torso. Rarity can make the head, since she's kinda best at that stuff."
It suddenly occurs to you that a snowmare would be a bit different in structure than a snowman, since it would have to have a general equine shape. Pony heads are a bit less round due to having a more pronounced snout. Their bodies don't stand upright, so just having three balls stacked on top of one another wouldn't work quite right.
"Uh… sounds good to me I guess."
You start work on the snowmare's body slowly, paying a close eye on the base being made by Applejack. They look like a sort of fat stubby legs, so they should be able to support just about anything as long as you don't throw all of the weight in one area. Thus, you end up making two semi-large snowballs - with a little help from Daring - and merge them into a bean shape of sorts. It fits without crushing the legs too much. At least Applejack doesn't have reason to complain.
Rarity's piece is the last to be attached, and if you had to be honest, you would say it looks like a work of art. Everything is smoothed out to perfection, and the snout is carved from snow, rather than a mere carrot or stick as is traditional with snowmen. It has two eyes made from gemstones she had in her saddlebags for some reason, and is adorned with a brown bowler hat and a multi-colored scarf. You never once saw her run home to grab supplies, meaning that she's been carrying around accessories that she was not wearing this entire time.
As the head is attached and you all get to look at the finished work, Rarity at least seems unable to curtail her pride in its beauty.
>"C'est magnifique, non?"
Applejack shoots her a rather unimpressed gaze.
>"Rarity, we don't all speak fancy. In equish?"
>"Oh posh, I was just saying it looks magnificent."
join in on telling rarity to speak the president's english instead of croissanthave anon use those terms to describe the languages, too[ 1d100 = 78 ]
Should I make any attempt to convert that into something that would make sense to Equestrians? Or should I actually refer to it as "the president's english"?
Ask if there are any ice-sculpture competitions in Ponyville or anywhere else in Equestria.
>>194981>"Not really, lets just say that unless you re a drawfag you d fit on the first option"Have you written any songs about filly? Else i d be a musicfag too
Anyway, tl;dr: if you re not a drawfag then draw a pic of filly to the best of your abilities, if you are then either write a short green or draw a pic with your opposite hand, its harder than it sounds>>194986
Well, that was fast>>194992
Up to ya, if ya want to finish a green or two
and post it that s fine too i guess since its a wip, unless it was almost finished then go for two wips or three
Idea was to make something new for new years though, but if you d prefeer to finish a wip green since you have some laying around then its up to ya>>194979Top kek>"Hands up! FBI!"
"Cmon, i cant even look how i d look as a human!?">The humans are shocked to find a green horse sitting in front of the screen>"T-there s no protocols for this sir? What do we do?">"Secure the filly, the Anonymous caller was right on her description"
"What? I didnt even do anything, i just wanted to see how i look! REEEE">"Do you really believe this 'Twilight Sparkle' and her talks about the grown man being a green horse?">"In our area you better believe if you dont want to go crazy private, now lets get her outta here">Sven really should ve heard the warnings about eqg filly…
Pretty sure thats new, never seen it myself
Smile, look directly at Rarity, and say: "Ita, pulchra est. Labor bonus!" [ 1d100 = 63 ]
no source, neuro made it simply for that shitpost
This is such a perfect combination of cute and lewd. I really hope you write more with these two.
god that would be fucking awesome
unless you're a big filly
>>195072>a big filly that hugs you every night
Are you gay? Not that I have anything against it, I'm just asking because wishing for a dude who got turned into a filly to hug you every night sounds mighty weird.
Here's a (you) for you sven. I hope one day you will learn the ways of filly.
>>195079>Not wanting to cuddle up every night with a Filly
What a faggot
Well, 4chan thread is dead. Seems like the strategy of using Lone's shitty old fillies as OP images worked though, I'd check the dropbox and download a few.
If there's no princesses allowed, then what do they call the daughters of the queen?
thats a thicc filly
Nice, and welcome back!>>195095
Cutie, I'd cuddle her>>195096
Ask rarity i she was preparing to build a snow mare when she came outside to play today[ 1d100 = 46 ]
Make the snowmare anatomically correct. [ 1d100 = 90 ]
By sculpting a horsepussy onto it?
Well it wouldn't be a snowmare if it had a dick.
It would be a dickgirl, though.
This is true, but still, wouldn't that make it a snowdickmare rather than a snowmare?
You casually trot over behind the snowmare and pack on a little extra snow to make her look like she has a vulva, making sure no pony is looking over your shoulder as you do so. Well, nopony except for Daring, who struggles to contain a chuckle at your work. This somewhat gathers Rarity's attention.
>"Something funny darling?"
>"Huh? Oh, nothing. Was just thinking it a bit odd. You carry all that crap in your saddlebags. Were you planning on making a snowmare today?"
Rarity giggles. You're not sure if you ever remember her giggling in the show, but you've gotten somewhat used to seeing it in person. It's actually somewhat cute seeing her act more like a filly.
>"Oh of course not. I'm just always prepared to accessorize. If I was just planning to make a snowmare, I wouldn't have these with me."
She pulls another two hats out of her saddlebags and places one on each of your heads. For Daring, a violet cavalier hat with a few feathers in it that might have the double meaning of implying she's a pimp… if Rarity were old enough to recognize that. For you, she gives you a green beret that seems to match your hair quite well.
>"Well, these are some sweet threads, but that still begs a question."
>"Beg your pardon?"
>"The eyes. Pretty sure you can't accessorize with loose gemstones, and there aren't a lot of uses for 'em that would justify carrying them around."
Rarity seems a bit more tense, her fur almost standing up in response to being found out.
>"I… okay, I might have been planning to make a snowmare today."
Ask Rarity if she's taken a knack to sculpturing.[ 1d100 = 43 ]
*IT AINT ME INTENSIFIES*
Guess I can pause in writing of adventures in the castle for a bit.
Filly body, filly sleep needs. Totally ruins some holidays. At least Twi's got plenty of blankets.Spent about 7 hours on this cleaning up lines and such. First and second drafts were horrible scribbly messes. Might color later.
>>195147>when even the babby is almost as big as you
Everyone laugh at the ponelet.
Wait, what writefag are you? Alicorn faggot?
Speaking. Sorry for being slow to write updates.
God I wish that were me.
I'm sorry to inform your all
your minor case of the cute has transformed into full blown adorableness
I'm so sorry you're already infected. Too answer the question yes it is highly infectious among fillies
Wild - Heads (you lucky fuckers)
>Your mind races as you think of what to do.>There's not that much time to think here, if you're choosing the now, you better go NOW!>Now?>Yes, now right now!>You feel a kick of adrenaline, real light on your hooves as you start pacing in place.>All the fillies just watch you getting pumped up, and the energy seems to spread quickly.
"Bird horse, stick head, come on down let's DO this shit!">They quickly do just that and join your side as you turn tail to leave.>The other fillies start to cheer for you, but still a bit softly.>Damn it feels good to be a gangster.>Before slipping into the door you look down the hallways through the glass walls.>Had you here like a fucking monkey exhibit.>All's clear.
"Pegafilly can you carry her down that right hall over there?">She looks back quickly then back at you.>"What, why do I have to carry her?"
"So it'll be less noise, duh!">The Unicorn filly raises her hoof again.>"Actually I'm pretty sure I can seal the hallway with a spell, so she couldn't hear us."
"Wait, what? Really?">"Yeah, I mean I've kept up that spell in the courtyards here for like a good few years already. It's why Birdbitch never investigates.">You look back at all the fillies, still softly cheering and gently clopping their hooves together.>Slowly your gaze moves back to the Unicorn.
"You're a cunt, you know that? That would be me silently cheering there if I didn't know.">She shrugs.>"Nobody ever asks.">Her horn glows, and suddenly everything before you starts to look… wobbly.>Like waves in the water->Your surroundings and all the fillies squish and pull themselves towards the middle of the courtyard, forming a ball.>You look around as all the other fillies are doing the same, perfectly fine.>It was like, this grey layer you never noticed before.>The sand, the walls and everything look brighter.>Well except the slide.>That still looks like a piece of shit.>The orb slingshots into the hallway, and suddenly it's a layer greyer on the inside.
"…What the fuck.">Turning to the Unicorn, all she gives you is a shrug.>"Originally I just wanted ear plugs to sleep.">You blink and shake your head.>Well whatever, this is good, it's go-time!>You open the door, and the other two fillies hop in before you.>Sprinting down the hallway you stop at the end where the vent is and slide to a halt.>"Oh, EZ.">Once you've got your balance up, she's got the vent off.>The Pegasus filly just sits there watching until Uni starts shooing and nudging her towards the vent.>You're pretty sure she just squawked.>"Well come on then we don't have a lotta time, get up there, go!">"But I can't see!">"That's why you shut up and go up there so I can make sure you can!">"O-okay!">She scrambles through and quickly flaps her wings up there.>The Unicorn filly goes right after and lights up her horn.>"Okay, what do you see?">"I just see vent metal shut up and wait a second!">You quickly have a moment to wonder what the fuck you're even supposed to do now, because these two have kinda got everything covered.>So you just walk in and look up, as the Pegasus filly reaches the top.>She just stares down the end of whatever vent it is, flapping.>"Well what the fuck do you see faggot!?">"O-oh right, uh, it's just a sideways vent lemme check…">She quickly crawls through without a word.>"Hey, HEY!">A smiling filly face pokes out from the vent.>"Yeah?">"Just come pick us up, one at a time and shit!">"Okay!">She drops down and catches herself with her wings with some pretty perfect timing.>You REALLY thought you were gonna get crushed right there!>The Uni holds a hoof to her chest.>"You fucking bird cunt!">"What?">"Ugh nevermind, just take me, let's go go go- WAIT!">She turns towards the vent, and with a light of her horn it's back in its place.>"OKAY NOW GO GO GO!">"AAAHHH KAY!">She launches all the way up there like a fucking rollercoaster, just stopping so perfectly to set her down.>"Uuugh, god…">You let out a girly squeak this time when her hooves almost stomp right into your fucking face.>"What's wrong? Let's go!">Before you can protest she pulls you up the whole thing, letting all your organs enjoy zero gravity flight for a while.>Then you're dropped on the vent.
"Oh fuck, gimme a second…">The Pegafilly goes in your place, and after everything stops feeling all weird and mixed around, you follow through the vent.>You're reminded of those tube things to crawl in when you were younger, as you come up to the first vent.>Art room.>Well, it was.>You glance through to get a view of it.>Like a classroom without desks in the middle.>Everything's off to the side, worn out white sheets covering it all.>Easels and paints.>Would've been fun to use…>"Hey, we got our first decision here filly fellas!">Your focus turns to the front, where Uni looks between her left and right.
"What do you see?">"Uuugh, left way's longer, right one's shorter, that's pretty much it, they both turn the same way!"
Choices: Right or Left
(1 critical success available, no roll needed if chosen)
Roll for outcome
oh right, forgot to post this shit
0-2 - Critical failure
3-9 - Failure (can be re-rolled by same/other Anon once, another failure will result in a critical one)
10-11 - Wild (your fate is decided by a coin flip)
12-18 - Success
19-20 - Critical success (bonuses for next rolls, extra items or permanent perks)
I mean if you guys want I can try and make a nude version
>>195245>Deletes my fucking flag when I post with a VPN
Ree that deletes the whole fucking point
Ya sure ya didnt have the no flag on? Went normally here as you can see
Also wont be around so happy new years ya'll, cheers
Happy New Years, Anon.
Legend says, if you kiss a filly right at midnight on New Year's, you become the filly too.
Ask if any of them want to join us on ice-cream, if not then more for us to dig in, but who knows[ 1d100 = 10 ]
"Hey, no need to be ashamed of it or anything. Taken a knack to sculpting I take it?"
>"Hmm, sculpting? Not really, but I suppose it might be fun. Sewing's always been my thing, but maybe I should take up some other artistic endeavors."
"Maybe you should. Could even make better use of your gem finding abilities."
>"That it would. Or ooh, I could try making jewelry."
Applejack butts in before she can go off on some sort of tangent about necklaces and unicorn wedding rings.
>"Rares, with all due respect, I can't see you doing metalwork. One mistake with a crucible and your pretty purple hair will turn bright red and orange real quick, and not in a good way."
Rarity shivers at the thought of that.
>"Okay, point made."
"Well, we're all too young to be thinking too much about careers anyways. How about we go out for ice cream? Twilight owes me from the other day."
Applejack seems skeptical.
>"Ice cream, on a snowy day? Wouldn't it be better to go out for hot cider, or pies?"
Everyone gives her the stink eye.
>"Applejack darling, you know you are capable of eating food that does not contain apples, right? Why not a mug of cocoa with vanilla ice cream? It's an absolutely divine combination if you ask me."
>"I don't only eat food cont… alright, fine. Let's get some ice cream."
Suggest the most American combination, apple pie and ice cream[ 1d100 = 2 ]
I have a cousin who has a jewelry business and there's no melting involved. Silver and gold are malleable enough that it is possible to hammer them into shape while cold or warm.
BOOST! + suggest it while mentioning that the combination came from back in Murica'[ 1d100 = 12 ]
If you were filly and had to bunk with another filly in Twilight's castle, how would you have the room and sleeping arrangements set up, how much would you compromise for the other filly?
Hard Cider? [ 1d100 = 61 ]
Depends on whether the other filly is a pissfag or not
whatever makes the other guy happy, but no lewd. I'm not catching the gay today.
That would all depend on how the other filly is like. But I would nevertheless start by splitting the room in half with her bed in one end of the room and my bed in the other end.
You want half of the room?
Okay. You can have the top half, no touching the floor 4u
We sleep in the same bed until she pisses in it, and then we keep sleeping in the same bed.
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Dumb idea I got, probably won't clean & colour 'cus it's stupid.
what can I say, it is a good abbreviation
Boost, with hot chocolate and marshmallows. [ 1d100 = 30 ]
Have you tried turning your filly off and back on again?
Take a right[ 1d20 = 7 ]
Fug. Someone try left
>>195245>I'm not going to hurt you
That's what they all say
Is she trying to climb into her uterus? That's pretty hot.
Well, consistency of my words is zero and I had a change of heart. Here you are.Only like my second time drawing filly porn, sorry if it's shit.
>>195344>fuck off 2018
She's going to regret this
Filly, you re drunk, go to bebLook at the good side, at least you re not stuck with an overly ambitious idea that you can seem to let go
If only i could draw hair better, how does 5/8 full body poses work? Hoofsies? FUG
As for why, "is" functions as a linking verb between "asking" and "illegal"; "for belly rubs" is a prepositional phrase and as such is not part of the subject-verb agreement.
Hope this helps!
That being said, this is a really cute filly!
Keep up the great work!
First version was right Anon, unless the grammer was proposital i think it should be "is">||belly rubs are|| illegal>|Asking| for belly rubs |is| illegal
Also found this thing to /r/ for your backlog, since you like to filly-fy mangas this one would fit quite easily
"I mean, I don't think I'd mind cider too much… provided it's hard cider."
>"Ha! Good one, Anon. Granny would tan my hide if she caught me having even one drop of the hard stuff."
"Funny that your granny's always the one to give discipline in your family."
>"Nah. She's just the first, and the hardest. Probably not the worst though. Mama always has this look that can make anypony feel guilty 'bout whatever it is they did."
You try to imagine Pear Butter's disapproving glare, but it's hard to picture her as anything other than happy and cheerful. Anything else would have to be extremely disturbing. Perhaps that's why Applejack is such a good filly.
"Alright, alright, no hard cider. I suppose we could combine all of our original ideas though. Apple pie, ice cream, and hot chocolate"
>"Sounds good then. And ain't it lucky we got a place in town where we can get all three of those?"
"Ayep. Sugarcube corner. But first, gotta go hit up Twilight for money. Like I said, she owes me ice cream."
>"What exactly does she owe ya for?"
You try to think back. It's been a long few days. Playing back everything in your head, you recall trying to get a villager in the middle of the swamp to bring marijuana into the town. Twilight asked you to drop the subject, and you told her you'd do it on the condition that she gave you ice cream. Yeah, that sounds like a perfectly good reason. Not something you could tell Applejack though.
"Oh, I sort of diffused a chaotic situation for her."
Granted, you caused it, but that's not really relevant, now is it?
>"Fair. Now let's hurry. I'm starting to get cold in this snow."
You can somewhat tell what she means as an icy breeze blows across your fur for the 112th time this afternoon. Your bones are starting to chill too, so you run home with your friends to find Twilight. As you rush through the door, you call out for her, but she doesn't answer. Cadance, however, does.<"She's out getting registered for classes with Velvet. What do you need her for anyways?"
"I was going to cash in a favor from her to pay for some good eats from Sugarcube Corner." [ 1d100 = 46 ]
Was going to get ice cream with her.[ 1d100 = 86 ]
Nice, actually thought on the filly being the forward one, but i suppose she d be fully capable of annoying some other anon into doing that, kek
what a rapable filly, good work!and i think your grammmar mistakes are cute
Trying again[ 1d20 = 5 ]
Anyone else can roll for left to try for a higher roll.
That's an interesting idea
A writefag needs to get on this.
>>194965>Be Filly>Sitting in your room in the Friendship Castle>You look outside the window at the ponies nearby>Putting up decorations and running around happily>It's nearly the New Year>Festivities hadn't died down since Christma- er, Hearth's Warming>No rest for Pinkie Pie>Hearth's Warming wasn't bad>You had no clue what to get anyone so you just picked out some cliches>Books for the bookhorse>Fast shit for the fasthorse>Turns out it's mostly the thought that counts>You got some games and art supplies, which was pretty neat>Now to learn how to draw with hooves…>You hear a loud squee from outside, followed by "It's almost time!">Oh Pinkie>You wonder if time in Equestria is synced with Earth>Is it nearly the New Year there, too?>What year would it even be?>Not that it matters much>Any chance of returning was ruled out in the first few months of your arrival>You sigh, leaning your head against the windowsill>There's a knock at your door>"Anon? You in there?">Twilight
"Yeah.">You hear the door open behind you>"You okay?"
"Just thinking of Earth.">She steps up next to you and wraps a wing around you>God, she's warm>You lean into her, and she lays her head on top of yours>You don't think you'll ever tire of this>After a minute, she speaks up>"The party's about to start. You ready to come over?">You look back out the window and see the streets empty, save for a few ponies making their way toward the town square>You don't know what things are like back on Earth, but you hope that everyone is enjoying the New Year
"I'm ready">You feel yourself being lifted up off the ground and placed onto Twilight's back>You giggle and point your hoof toward the door
"Onward!">She kicks her hooves and trots out the door, off to the party
>>195520>the framed picture of Bright Mac and Pear Butter
Happy New Year Euros!
I'm a euro for a bit, I'll take it. Bit tipsy right now, love you fags.no homo
Got some time to finish , forced the pencil as best as i could so it was visible, hopefully its enough
Will try to colour when i get home, since i dont think its that easy to notice that she s watching fireworks on a beach
Either way, happy new year fillies
Looks nice, glad you followed your own rules. There is a certain beauty to more realistic ships in my opinion, but that filly is better than I'm capable of already.
I wish I had natural draw talent…
you're a lot better now though give it a bit more time and you'll have amazing fillies to show off
All of that was done without any references, so doing realistic ships would be a pain to do from memory, that was the best i could come up with
And your drawings are far more expressive than mine, at least on them you know whats going on without needing to be told which automatically makes them better, so no u
What he said >>195569
is true as well though, so dont worry too much
I like your fillies. much love
Happy New Year to all my CST fillies!
"Was gonna get some ice cream with her. Drag some friends along too."<"Isn't she grounded though?"
"Err… right. I'll figure something out. Maybe I can convince Mama to let her off for the day?"<"Ha! Good luck with that. I'm not sure what went down, but she was really not pleased with what happened when she picked you girls up."
She has a point. Twilight was kind of rude when Velvet came to pick you all up, and she didn't really seem to care about the grounding. In fact, the only pony that likely will be affected by this all is you, since you're the one she owes ice cream to. You're not quite sure how, but you'll have to convince Velvet to let her go out for ice cream with you when they get back.
You suddenly feel a pair of tan hooves wrap around you and pull you to the ground in some sort of wrestling move. It seems Daring has decided to distract you.
>"So, got any plans to get us our sugar rush, fearless leader?"
"I'LL STEAL IT. NO ONE WILL EVER KNOW."
Have twi just hand over whats needed, then save some for her when you get back[ 1d100 = 42 ]
Fuckin' boosting. [ 1d100 = 56 ]
I was 5.5k into a anonfilly and spikebro green and fucking lost it. I'm too salty to rewrite right now fam. Mission failed.
"Go check the fridge or something while I get a better idea than stealing sweets."[ 1d100 = 100 ]
How many times do writefags need to be told to use the god damned notepad and not the comment field of a post form?
Notepad++ has autosave features, just saying
Already said before that Firefox saves the reply box somehow in /mlpol/ if you reload/close the page or whatever, if fags dont even care for that then dont think he d care to go for a external program
Cute green to start the year with
How pissed would Twilight get if Anonfilly was drawing, cutting and spilling glue on one of her books?
Depends on the book.
If it was a super ancient, super important one-of-a-kind, that's just asking for death.
>>195687>that's just asking for death.>Anonfilly now has to run for her life>Twilight doesn't care that Anonfilly just wanted to make a special present for her>That was one of her most favourite darn books!
Would any of the M6 protect you from Twily's wrath? Or would you be left on your own?
I don't think they would hide you from her. I think they would want you to be honest and face the consequences (assuming the consequences are reasonable)
That's like assuming a giant bear won't maul you for getting near its children.
Then maybe they can help to talk Twilight down
Lol. Filly and babby a cute!
Too bad neither of them will be awake by midnight.
Is this OC? If so, then good job.
It is, thank you
Wait a second, aren't most people encouraged to stay up late into the night on new years?
True. Maybe their bodies are so used to sleeping early that they just pass out
"Uh… I'll get back to you on that. How about you go raid the fridge? Hopefully I'll be able to come up with a plan that does not involve running out of Sugarcube Corner like a bunch of bandits without paying."
>"You know Anon, if you're short on bits, I think I might have some in my shed."
"I'm not short on bits. It's just that Twilight owes me ice cream and I want to find the best way to cash in on that."
>"Then why would you have to dine and dash?"
"Because I've got a runaway imagination that needs to just run away"
A voice you were not expecting to hear this early pops out from behind.
>"You've got a runaway what now?"
You turn around. Twilight and Mama have come back already.
"I said I have a runaway imagination…Sooo, Mama Velvet, since Twilight said she owes me some ice cream…can we all go to Sugarcube Corner?" [ 1d100 = 66 ]
Boostan order 66[ 1d100 = 90 ]
"Gib milkies mama" [ 1d100 = 58 ]
They're foals, the two of them will be passed out on the couch by 10:30
Passed out in a big cuddly pile, who could blame them babby fluff is warm and soft
>You think for just a moment.>Well, shorter's better, you can see what's there and go the other way.
"Go right!">"Right, right!">Uni walks through, and you follow the Pegasus towards the end of the vent.>You peek through more vents on the way, it looks like there's a big laundry room under you.>Course it's never used.>Once a year sheets and shit are stripped down and hosed down, then put back on.>While still also fucking wet, mind you.>That fucking cunt.>Passing by all the dusty machines you make it to the end of the vent.>Uni's looking down where it drops somewhere.>"Ah, I can't really see anything down there, doesn't reach. Mind giving me an airlift?">"Okay!">You watch the Pegasus hug Uni's barrel, then quickly descend down the vent.>Moving towards the edge, you watch as they go… pretty far down.>You're pretty sure the laundry room didnt go that far…
"Hey, what's down there?">"Uh, I don't know! It's just like, a fan here! Maybe the actual air conditioner or something?">In response you start to hear a whirr as whatever it is starts up.>Things start rattling, and the blades start spinning.>"OH SHIT!">Uni holds herself on the corners of the rusty cover.>She looks up at you.>"WHAT'D YOU DO, STOP IT!"
"THIS ISN'T ME!">The thing starts to spin faster as wind starts punching your face any time you look down.>The rattling gets significantly louder and things start shaking around down there.>"WATCH THOSE WINGS BIRDIE!">You can't see what happens, but you hear a whole mess of shit.>Snapping, clinking, and lots of screaming.>Quickly moving towards the edge, the whole vent jerks to the side and you're tossed into the hole.>All you see is darkness down there.>Your hooves burn as you try to catch yourself, and you merely slow down just before falling through where the fan used to be.>Screaming into the darkness, you suddenly hear something other than that, before falling into it.>"OOF!">"UUGH, OW, oh goood…">You feel around the fillies and get up, accidentally pressing down on a wing you didn't know was there.>"AHAAAH, SSSTOP PLEASE GET OFF OW!"
"S-SORRY SORRY!">You move your hoof away and almost slide down whatever terrain you're on.>Finally seeing light again in the form of Uni's magic, you can see why the other filly was screaming…>"Oh holy fuck, that's fucking broken.">"I-I, oh no, oh NO! My wing! M-my WING!">Feathers a mess, you can see blood pouring out and soaking them, dusted with dirt as a broken bone sticks out in the middle.>Peg starts to cry and wince every so often, as Uni starts sliding down the dirt hill.
"H-hey, where are you going?!">"He needs a splint or something, there has to be a bandage around here!">You watch as he runs off and leaves you two in the darkness.>As he reaches the end of the hill, you quickly realize that this is a BIG fucking cave you ended up in.>You watch as he discover's the AC unit, this rusty metal box just lying on the floor in the dirt.>Through feeling in your hooves, you find the Pegasus and hug her good side.>You're trying not to think about it.>But you might be fucked.
>Pegasus Filly can no longer fly and is bleeding.
Choices: ???, ???, or ??? (You decide, 3 responses allowed)
(free critical success unavalaible this roll)
Roll for outcome
Try and preform a black magic ritual to heal Pegasus filly
also that wouldve worked if you didnt have "dice" in there
[ 1d20 ]
God fucking damn it, why the fuck didn't anyone else roll for left?
You guys realize you're allowed to roll as many times as there are options, right?
Try to feel around for something to stop the bleeding while you wait for the Uni to return.[ 1d20 = 11 ]
Neat. I like how that hair looks
Has anyone done an origami/paper filly yet?
This but hug and comfort her whilst waiting for the uni[ 1d20 = 19 ]
Boosting, may kek aid me…[ 1d20 = 12 ]
Its gonna be hard to boop this Fillyis a coot
You gotta consider that she's still a filly and will probably get even taller as she gets older
I wonder if she'd ever grow big enough to hug the earth as a beach ball
>>195964This is my fetish
Shitty attempt at a green, and a fetishy green at that…
"Anon please, you re a mare now, we can not die virgins anymore with one another">You looked up at the expanse of green, sitting on a different continent altogether>Yet it still went up and above the skies>"Fuck you, just because I became a filly doesnt mean that Im now a thot">The mental link you both had for being Anon helped you two to communicate, not with words but with thoughts>And you were willing to use that against her
"Oh yea? And who else can you properly have a round with without feeling like you're grinding on dirt?">"F-F-"
All at once your ears exploded, as she said "FUCK YOU" with her actual voice>Didnt even seem to be screaming, but it was still absurdly loud>Although the raspness had some cuteness to it>"Fine, you want to be with me? How about a game?">Her continental plot rose to the air, her legs barely moving as it was brought closer to you>You knew there was no escaping if she decided to sit on you, not like being under such a mighty butt would be a bad end anyway>But it wasnt to be, as it descended kilometres away, but close enough that it seemed like you could touch it>"Lets play a game, I'll give you a whole day to make me cum, and if you do it then I'm yours">At that her country sized pussy winked, her labia so far away in the sky that it was hard to focus on her massive clit>Knowing the absurdity of that you decided to ask
"I feel like there's a catch, what if I fail?">"That I'll let you discover yourself~">Even from outside the stratosphere you could see her smirk>You dont know how you'd do it, but hell if you werent going to try>So you called a friend for a favour he owned you>You could get to her bottom in time, but there's no way you'd travel her country sized labia in time>But maybe with a plane you could drop right at ground zero…
>You meet with your friend and his propeller plane>Once more he tried to convince you that this was madness, flying at the green wall>But set on the challenge, you didnt bulge on your decision>And having lost three hours to set up everything meant that you only had 3 quarters of a day left>Getting to the plane's max altitude only got you slightly above middle of her nethers>Her massive legs covered your peripherals, as everything around you became green>"Dude is that…a pussy?"
"The greatest of them all, and this guy here will turn it into a waterfall">From your mind a familiar voice rung>"You sure can try, fucking faggot">"Fuck man, good luck">Well, to be fair you sure could use some luck>You approached her fairly slowly, since with her size it was hard to determine how close you were and when to jump>It felt like you were about to fly inside when you got the ok to jump>And to be fair, maybe you just could've gone inside with the plane and everything>Opening your parachute early to conserve altitude, you gently glide to her walls>Seeing how you could've still fly a lot more further before actually reaching her, you start to admire the view>But you cant shake the feeling that something is watching you
"Wait, can you even see me?">"Well, not really, but i know exactly where you are somehow"
"Let me guess, like the mind talk it also only works with me">"Bingo, perhaps you re not as stupid as you look"
"You just said you cant even see me">"Yes, and?">This fucking galactic horse>"Anyway what about you? Ready for the sex of your life?">With that her pussy winked right in front of you>Seeing from the ground was one thing, but slowly gliding towards it only helped give a sense of scale>It must ve been as large as a whole state, perhaps even a small country by itself>And you were going to try and pleasure this>Doubt finally started creeping in, as you turned to land on her outer labia instead of going right in
No way your original plan on going inside would work, but perhaps->As soon you touched down, a great shadow covered your form>Looking back, you saw a gigantic green pillar making its way towards you>A tiny explosion could also be seen, her leg no doubt having meet the retreating plane with no resistance at all
"Hey what are you doing? You gave me a day to prove myself">Her massive hoof reached her opposite labia and pulled slightly, opening her crevice>"Which you wouldnt be able to anyway, just enjoy the show man">As she started rubbing herself you had to hold your ground from the earthquakes that followed to not fall>Though if you did fall from this high up, you would have a lot of time to think on your mistakes>Mistakes like climbing a planet sized horse pussy>You tried to make your way up to her clit, but no matter how far you climbed, it never seemed to get any closer>"UNF" - came her voice from above
"At least someone is enjoying themselves">"Shut up, I didnt mean to moan like that, you can just fap along if you want">With that her hoof moved to prod the entrance>But big as it was, her appendage was even bigger and couldnt fit>She still moved it in and out as best as she could, moving the labia you were around frantically>Seeing the gigantic hoof go in and out to your side, you took her idea and started fapping with its rhythm, imagining it was you
"AAH" - came another scream from above, fluids cascading away from her down below>But some of it decided to shower around from the pressure, coating you in her juices as you came as well now that it had slowed down>Her shallow breath was audible, getting some fresh air after such act>You only was able to take in her musk, but was worth it>"So wanna go again?">Her hoof was already prodding her entrance and caressing the country of her pussy
"You know it"
"I said I have a runaway imagination. Also, hey Mama, Twilight owes me ice cream. Can we all go down to Sugarcube Corner?"<<"Well she is grounded…"
You put on your perfect Oliver Twist eyes and look up at Mama Velvet.
"Pleeeeease?"<<"Okay, you know I can't say no to those eyes. But just this once. When she comes back, it's back to being grounded."
You throw your hooves around her into a very big hug.
"Thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you!"
>"So much for curling up inside with a good book. But I suppose I do owe you…"
She looks around and sees your three friends sitting in wait.
>"I never promised to cover them, though."
"What happened to princess of friendship, bitch?"[ 1d100 = 16 ]
"Aww, come on!" [ 1d100 = 24 ]
"Well, I'll have you know that I'm going to be buying enough ice cream for four fillies for myself, and I'll only share if they ask for some." *wink*[ 1d100 = 29 ]
Come now twinkletuts, generosity is an element of harmony. [ 1d100 = 15 ]
Um yeah, what the fuck?
There are worse fetishes.>>196014
"When you agree you used the plural 'you,' therefore it applies to everyone who was with us."[ 1d100 = 94 ]
Nah that's pretty odd, and I get off to a lot of fucked up shit.
<supporting action roll>
Wild - Tails
>She shudders and sobs not so silently, and though you can't see it, you can actually hear her blood dripping on the sand below.>Uni was right, you're gonna need something to patch up that wound, and FAST.>As you pull away she shudders, and you feel her good wing tap you.>"N-NO! Stay with me, p-please, don't leave me.">Though you can't see it, you can hear the desperation in her voice.>So you just oblige.>You hug her close to you, and just rub her side with a hoof as she sobs.
"Shhh, don't worry, you'll be okay.">"B-but what if I can't fly again?">Flashing back to what you saw of the other wing…>You think it might be best to just avoid that question.
"Just calm down, don't think about that, okay? You'll be fine, we'll be alright…">You can feel her shudder again.>"D-do you really think so? Do… do you think we'll all end up okay?">You stay silent for a moment.>Honestly, you have no idea.>From here to Equestria…>Well, if you coordinate everything well enough, you suppose it could be, but who knows?
"…Yeah, of course I do.">You can feel how panicked her whole body is right now.
"I believe soon we'll all be living it up in Equestria, laying back in Twilight's castle with all of her booze.">A pained giggle still leaves her.>"Yeah… that would be great…"
"No, it will be, it WILL be great, alright? None of this sacrificial hero bullshit, we're ALL getting out of here!">"…It's okay… I already feel kinda loopy, you know?"
"I…">"Y-you can just go, save all the other Anons and stuff. I… I'm already dead weight now, anyways…">Her sobs continue, but softer, clearly not meaning for you to hear her.>Man this all went to hell real fast…
>Pegasus Filly's condition has gotten worse!
Choices: ???, ??? or ???
(free critical success unavailable this roll)
Roll for outcome
|Rolled 5, 5, 1, 2, 4, 5 = 22|
Boost this >>196022[ 1d100 = 83 ]>>196051>Filly asks another to draw her like a french mare after learning she was a drawfilly>Forgot to consider the diference of drawing with a hand and with hooves/mouth>>196100
Fine, i ll use my hue magic to save this filly
We leave no one behind, stay with me you bastard.[ 1d20 = 11 ]
Surely there s some erf magic that we can use here, kind of how the spa sisters manage to make everyone feel great even though they use hooves, which are imprecise as hell. Perhaps we can stack the bleeding with said magic, since i dont think unifilly is going to be coming back in time.
Rolling for this second part with email dice at a 4 difficulty, since its pretty much a deus ex i feel its fair to add that extra challenge, feel free to bump to 5 if you feel 4 is not enough
Also email dice was 6d6, challenge rolls and all that
Only 11 though so guess we re on the coin again
Kiss her and pray for a miracle[ 1d20 = 13 ]
Oh, hush, filly, you'll be fine! Probably.
Holy shit it's nearly as big as her
I mean, who actually needs
organs?Goddamn, that's actually really hot. Wouldn't want to be that filly, though.
Use a makeshift tourniquet to staunch the bleeding[ 1d20 = 3 ]
Boosting[ 1d20 = 4 ]
"You know Twilight, I distinctly remember a use of a plural implied when we made our agreement."
>"Is that so?"
"Yes. I said you would agree to buy 'us all' ice cream when we got back home."
>"And who was 'us' in that context, Anon?"
"Clearly everyone who was with us."
>"Then I suppose it would count you, me, Daring, and Blossom. But you've brought along another two mouths to feed, I see."
"Why yes, I suppose I have. And I also suppose it would not be outside of our arrangement if I were to order three times as much as I normally am capable of eating, and then share with said friends if they asked."
She takes a deep breath and sighs.
>"Okay, you win this time. I think I'm gonna need a lawyer the next time I make any deals with you though."
"Kay. By the way, we're also getting pie and hot chocolate."
She leers at you.
>"Really got to milk me for every last bit in my wallet, don't you?"
"I'm sure you'll make figure out a way to make me suffer for it later." [ 1d100 = 81 ]
And this is why you fuss over the wording of a sentence and edit it in the middle.
Also if any of you fagets have any requests, I wouldn't mind a couple of suggestions
Filly getting brushies from Twi
Kill Bill Filly in jumpsuit with katana
Filly realizing she can't into doors with hooves.
Babby and/or filly nursing
Filly Learning Equestrian politics from Aryanne and Leslie fair
I have no fucking idea why I wrote this.
>You've been the filly for a few weeks now.
>Twilight's doing, of course.
>She clearly planned it all out, as the day after she ground your bones into dust and reformed you, you had to go to school.
>The other fillies picked on you mercilessly.
>Insults about your size, smell and intelligence flew from cute foal mouths.
>You somehow managed to hold back the tears until you got back to your room.
>You had forgotten how mean little kids could be.
>All angels around parents, but with no grown-ups to watch…
>The insults really shouldn't have bothered you either.
>It was all petty stuff.
>Stuff you would have laughed off back on your home board.
>But now, with half the mind of a child…
>They cut deep.
>That was yesterday though.
>Today is a new day, full of new opportunities to make frie-
>You vomit all over the carpeted floor.
>Twiggy is going to kill you.
>"Anon, are you ready for-"
>She stops cold.
>You notice a pencil sitting in the puddle being rapidly absorbed by the carpet.
>You hang your head low.
>"You did this."
"S-sorry, I didn't have time to-"
>"Gagging yourself with a pencil to get out of school? Hm, that's a new low."
"W-what? No, I'm sick. Just check my temperature, please!"
>You really do feel like shit on the grill.
>"Mhm. So I can see that you put your forehead up next to your oil lamp to heat it up? Nice try sweetie, but you have to go to school. I'll be forgiving for now, no shower and you keep that vomit on your forehooves."
>She whirls around and snaps at you:
>"You want to make that no breakfast too?"
"All I want is some warm soup…"
>You force down the dry cereal as quickly as you can.
>Your mouth tastes like death and your stomach is screaming at you.
>Hunched over your filthy hooves, you shuffle your way to school.
>You opt out of any sort of morning play as you trudge over to the door and sit your little ass down, knocking as best you can.
>After a few minutes, the door opens.
>"Oh, hello Anon. I didn't expect to find you here. Why don't you play with the other foals?"
"I just want to sit down, I feel awful…"
>"Oh dear… I could send a carrier pigeon to Twilight and tell her."
"She thinks I'm fakin'…"
>Cheerilee just sighs.
>"I'll have to talk to her about that… alright Anon, make yourself at home."
>She blushes a bit at that.
>"You need to stop with the pet names, I can't exactly date you anymore…"
>You giggle a bit at that.
"I'd kiss you if I knew this wasn't contagious."
>The red flush in her cheeks intensifies.
>"Well, if you were to do poorly on a few history tests I could arrange to tutor you~"
>You just nod at that and make your way to your seat, you don't want to think about that right now.
>The next thing you know, a seatmate is jostling you awake and you're wiping barf-colored drool off of your desk.
>"Alright class, today we'll be learning about the digestive system."
>As Cheerilee goes into detail about the processes, you become more and more nauseated.
>You remember that humming is supposed to help, but you don't want to draw any attention to yourself.
>Pretty soon you find yourself preparing for the inevitable.
>Your seatmate, bitch1 (you haven't gotten any names yet) takes your head in her hooves and begins to smugly dialogue.
>"Don't you want to learn, Anon? Keep your eyes on the teacher."
>Nobody deserves to be have cookies tossed on them, but of all the fillies this cunt deserves it the most.
>Despite how shitty you feel, you give her a knowing smile before releasing your payload all over her head, down her neck, and into her lap.
>She looks at you with utter shock.
>Cheerilee has stopped the lesson and is just looking at the two of you, bewildered.
>"Alright class, I'll be back in a few minutes once I've taken care of Anon and Lapel."
>So that's her name, even sounds like a fucking thot.
>You shamefully drag yourself to the sole office with your tormentor in tow.
>The door closes.
>"So, what exactly happened?"
>>196248>"Oh Ms. Cheerilee, it was terrible! She looked at me, smiled, and then threw up all over me!">"Mhm. Let your peer speak."
"She held my head in place while I was trying to keep from throwing up under the guise of it being to encourage my academic focus.">"That's about what I thought. Lapel, do you have anything to say to Anon?">"You're a stupid worthless filthy butthead.">"I'll send your parents and transcribe those exact words to them. Anon, I assume you just want to go home?"
"Yes, more than anything…">She looks at you with those sweet caring eyes.>"Alright. My carrier pigeon is out right now, I'll get Twilight in person. You two try to play nice."
"Thanks Ms.">She nods before heading out the door.>"Hey.">Ignore her.>"Heeey."
"Fuck you.">"That's not very nice."
"Neither are you.">That one prompts a hard swing into your cheek. >You fall of the stool you're perched on.>Hard, you're going to have a bruise there tomorrow.>"Nopony talks to me that way."
"I'm not a pony.">The next ten minutes are punctuated with new injuries and insults.>You're crying softly by the end of it.>The air pressurizes as two pops can be heard.>"Oh, Princess! It's just horrible, first she throws up on me, and now she's trying to beat me up…">Filly can manufacture some crocodile tears, you'll give her that.>Twilight is looking at you with rage in her eyes.
"W-wait, you believe-">"Hush. Thank you Cheerilee, I'll take it from here.">"Goodbye Anon, get lots of res-">You're in the castle.>"You've irreparably damaged my schedule with your deceit. Torturing poor foals, I thought you better than that!">The slap on your ass is just as jarring as it is painful.
"A-aah!">"I'm going to teach you something you won't soon forget.>"Don't.">"Mess.">"With.">"Mom's.">"Schedule!">Each word is followed by a hard swat of your young filly ass.>You're sobbing even harder now.
"A-all I wanted was some rest, I'm sick Twilight!">"Yeah, you're sick alright.">Another swat, this one missing your ass entirely and punishing your cunt.>You cry out in the most intense pain you've felt since you've become a horse.>It feels like hours that she spends pummeling your cheeks, but in all likelihood it lasts no longer than five minutes.>You're a complete mess by the time she's done with you.>Vomit all over, tears straming down cheeks, and opposing cheeks more red than green at this point.>"I wish I had had the nerve to wipe your mind you worthless piece of shit.>She pulls out an old-fashioned dunce cap.>"Don't come out of that corner until you've learned your lesson.">The cold crystal floor does little to cool your burning cheeks as you sob silently.>And you once thought you wanted to be the filly…
Is allnighter still around? I know he said he was busy with coursework, but I don't think the dropbox or doc has been updated in quite a while.
You'd better write a happy ending rite now partner>>196284
struggling to solve a Ponik's cubeFucking hooves
Shes a large Mare.
well duh, how else is filly gonna get her boops or be tucked in?
Twilight is at perfect fluff huffing height
>>196284>You re Twilight>And you just bought a ponik's cube for Anon>You had a blast solving your dad's mess when you were a filly, so Anon will probably love it too>I mean, yea she s a grown man at heart, but you re also a grown mare who still loves it>Thinking on that never fails to sound wrong, but the filly doesnt want leave her "humanity" behind so…>Arriving at the castle, you find Anon and show her your present>Filly_is_not_amused.jpeg>Trying to salvage the situation, you decide to show how fun it can be in the fight against boredom>Solving the initial mess in less than 2 seconds>The first challenge was never hard anyway>Presenting it to Anon is only met with shocked eyes>So you decide to rearrange another challenge for her>Seeing how she only stares at it, you shove it on her hooves and tell her that she ll need to fix it if she wants her dinner
>Be Anonfilly>Twilight just gave you a rubix cube>She seemed set to screw you over as, faster than a blink, she had shuffled the cube>And told you that you wouldnt have dinner if you didnt solve it>You ve been trying to solve this thing for over 3 hours, not having moved from the place you two met at first>She even showed off, finishing hers in under two seconds>And even if you have to deal with hooves you havent gave up, yet>But fuck if you ll give up on her challenge just for this>You also like to eat…
>You re Twilight again>Its been 5 hours since you last seen any trace of Anon>The loud filly has been oddly silent and worse of all>You cant find Anon anywhere in the castle>Did you screw up?>I think you screwed up mare>She probably ran away….for some reason>Buck>Going down the corridor to the door you hear a low thunk>And in one of the passages, in the same place you gave her the ponix cute, you find her>Having just placed it down she turns the top with her mouth before lifting it again to stare at it>You leave silently, happy that you finally found something both of you enjoy>Perhaps you should give her a magic cipher puzzle game next time…
>>196303>deploy ladder on her face for a boop
that wouldnt even be worth it though
Yeah, if you really need a ladder then just boop her with that.
Her head looks a tad big relative to her own body
Still, big fillies makes for the best partners in a winter night under covers, all that extra fluff would be comfy af>>196307>>196309
Just ride her like a horse to do that, what could possibly go wrong?Bubsy.png
I want to take care of and snuggle that big filly.
Filly putting on a pair of shades and pretending to be Duke Nukem.
(your) head looks a tad big relative to your own body.
Until I get at least fifteen yous on the last 'art' I posted there will be no happy ending reeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeYeah, I wrote it.
This is why fillies shouldn't drink
Hehe, hs is indeed a (you)monster. Pew pew! Badum diz! Yeah, up top fillies!
So either filly pours the apple juice out of its container and its white, or filly is drinking both milk/other white liquid and apple juice
Why is it "Apple" Juice?
Freshly squeezed from "Apples"
Filly is so high she forgot to put on her ears.
Is this a breastmilk thing you dirty fetishists?
wouldn't it be Appul's Juice then?
So many university fillies…
images pulled from this den of absolute autismhttps://twitter.com/GirlAnonPony
enter at your own risk
Yeah. Starts next week for me
I really want to give that bottom stallion a BJ
What are you, gay?
Is it gay if you're the filly?
The filly is always gay. It's best to just accept it and get some.
No u, D E G H E I
will never catch me alive!
Anoncolt(femanon) is the only non-gay interaction and i ll save myself for her like a good christian filly, yesh>Tfw become a 60 y/o wizard mare with no Anonstallion still
No, Anon, that's still gay.
That's absolutely gay, you faget
Hand over your straight loisence, faggot.
While anonfilly(anon) x anoncolt(femanon) is truly patrician, it is still gay from a certain point of view
Sorry to say, but no matter how you try, you cannot escape D E G H E I
Filly is protective of her gun
Nice. Tablet or just mouse?
Tablet, one without a screen though due to cost.
Yeah, screen ones can be expensive. How long have you been using it?
It arrived today, those are my first two goes with it.
Been doodling in a notepad before this. Just took a photo of them with my phone and loaded them into SAI as a layer and went from there tracing around it and adding a colouring layer.
Not bad for just starting today. Some things to practice are drawing with your arm and making long, smooth curves
Wow thanks anon, i'm sad now.
have you or a fillyfriend been hit with feels you didn't ask for?
are you now a sad little filly who needs comforting?
Call 0800 6969-Snugs to book a friend snuggle session that'll leave you comfy and sleeping like a babby
in addition to this you will also get a goodnight kiss and an "everything will be okay"
*terms need not apply*
*filly snuggles are valid forever and whenever for sad little fillies*
What a roller coaster
This is the best-written piece of degenerate propaganda I've ever read.
Protip: not knowing what's going on until it's too late just makes it worse. Nice job though, that was a fucking feel…>>196687
Fine, I'm a
man of my word.>>196249>You sit there for hours, festering in your fever and uncleanliness. >Twilight comes back eventually.>You just look at her with a deadpan expression, head aching from crying yourself out a while ago.>You're surprised to see her holding a thermometer.
"Go ahead, I deserve it…">To even more surprise, she gently pushes it into your mouth instead of lifting up your tail.>"One-oh-one even…">She looks away.>You can still feel her guilt.>"I talked to Cheerilee. Celestia I'm so sorry…"
"I just want to lie down…">"Of course…">You feel her gently bite down on the scruff of your neck before recoiling a bit.>"On second thought, you could use a bath…"
"Yeah…">You hold your deadpan expression as you're carried by Twilight's magic into the bathroom.>She sets you down carefully on a dirty towel before starting to run the water.>She tries to break the ice with a couple of jokes and stories, but you're still angry at her so she eventually just quiets down and starts autistically checking the temperature.>Fucking Spergle.>Before long, she's plopped you in.>It's…>Well, it's exactly the right temperature.>Your hard shell immediately begins to melt away.>"You like it? I… might have done a bit of data collection from back when you were human.">You don't know whether to be creeped out or impressed.>Maybe a bit of both.>Your smiles turn into pants and then all out moans as she gets to work on your vomit-caked coat, getting all of the refuse out with a variety of shampoos.>Ever the neat-freak, you can see the surface of the water shimmering as clumps of vomit are removed with careful precision.>No dirty water, you guess…>Before long, you finally feel completely clean.>The dirty towel from before is replaced with a clean one that's vigorously rubbed all over you.>By the end of it, Twilight is laughing a bit at you.>You feel slightly offended until she hold up up to a mirror.>Your fur is going in every conceivable direction.>You can't help but let out a small chuckle too.>"Alright munchkin, let's get you back in bed.">Your return to bed reveals the floor to be devoid of any filth.>Only pristine crystal and your bed, so warm and inviting.>You feel your eyes grow heavy upon contact with the sheets.>You can hear Twilight begin to slowly walk away.
"W-wait, aren't you going to get in with me?">"Well, I didn't really think of that.">Lies, she probably set this whole thing up hoping you'd ask.>But you're happy to be a pawn in her game just this once.>It turns out the bit fault wrote about alicorns having the best traits of all three races wasn't complete bogus.>The horse that pulled you in close had the downy fluff of an altitude-insured pegasus, the slight pudge of the average unicorn that spent enough time studying to be worth her salt at magic, and well…>You didn't get all that acquainted with her thighs, but you can assume they were pretty nice too.>Your eyes begin to slip again, and this time you let them.>She might not be perfect.>She might even be a complete cunt at times.>But the fact does stand that she's all you have to look after you in this world right now.>And that isn't such a terrifying thought to you anymore.
(For real now, dickbag.)
TL;DR? Or do I not wanna know these feels?
You want these feels, Anon.
Daw, that was heartwarming. Thank you
Shark filly surfing the web
"Psh. I'm sure you'll figure out a way to make me suffer for it later. Now let's go. We have sugar to overdose on."
>"Alright alright, hold your… that metaphor doesn't really work here, does it?"
>"Well whatever, just let me get my bits."
Twilight runs off into your room, leaving you to wait with your now sugar-craving friends. It takes her a few minutes to get back - apparently she had forgotten that she left her money under the bed.
With Twilight, Daring, Applejack, and Rarity alongside you, you make your way to Sugarcube Corner. It strikes you as a little bit odd that you have so many friends to go out to eat with, where on Earth, you were a bit of a loner, but perhaps that's just the magic of Equestria creating harmony wherever it can. You wonder if that magic will ever work on Twilight, who seems to reject any attempts to make herself feel too much at home.
As you open the door to Sugarcube Corner, you are greeted by yet another friend - Blossomforth… whose eyes are bloodshot and baggy. Apparently coming into town early in the morning does not mix well with a sleep schedule that has her waking up early to start baking.
>"Welcome to Sug… oh hey Anon. What's the occasion?"
"Icecream for everyone!
Or rather a lot of it for me, which i ll then share…
Meh, its a work in progress. Twilight?"
Then nod our head for her to buy it for us[ 1d100 = 12 ]
>>196787[ 1d100 = 37 ]
boosting this boost[ 1d100 = 22 ]
Boosting this boosted boost[ 1d100 = 16 ]
Boosting the boosted booster boost[ 1d100 = 22 ]
Boosting the boosted booster boost with a BoosterPack[ 1d100 = 87 ]
Boosting into the fifth dimension[ 1d100 = 17 ]
Wow! It's fucking colored
>Be Anonfilly>Walking on the Everfreehttps://youtu.be/dALWL3MB4wU>>196888
Wow! It's fucking trips
Boosting even further beyond[ 1d100 = 85 ]
Boosting beyond the known multiverse[ 1d100 = 20 ]
>>196897[ 1d100 = 29 ]
Boosting beyond the Omni-Verese
What are they watching anons?
hardmode: no porn allowed
No.[ 1d100 = 96 ]
Feel bad for using Twilight and pay for everyones ice cream…with the money you didnt grab…do we even got any bits?
Promise to repay part of it for her privately as sorry
Fucking kek, nice roll
RNGesus is with you, apparently.
This is the path you choose filly.
Who would win?
An army of boosting fillies? Or one sorry boi(filly(man))?
His power level…no way, the reader must be broken, i-its over NINE __tenths__
We dont have anyone as strong as that! W-what would Twilight do?The meme had to be posted, im not sorry
You re not nearly as good as you think.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-[ 1d100 = 20 ]
>Bunch of fillies having a pillow fight while Twilight is away
>Pillows flying left and right
>One faggot filly makes her way into the room
>"Will you faggots please quit making a mess with these pillows?"
>Filly is buried in pillows
It saddens me to think that whoever this person is might end up a filly.
Could you be a bit less gay?[ 1d100 = 10 ]
>>196954>Become colt>Get picked on by hundreds of fillies
Would Twilight let you play PonyEye 007?
Fuck that gay shit. would twiggles let us play C.O.D?
She would definitely say no to CoD.
Probably because CoD is lame
I sure as fuck hope you mean the first one. Twiggy would still say no though.
And fuck that gay shit too! How much of a stretch do you guys think it would be for her to let us play DOOM?
MW2 was the best, prove me wrong.>>196981
twilight is abusive. :(>>196987
The most graphic and violent one currently on the market.
Haven't played it myself, but iirc there's not a lot of blood right? I get the feeling she wouldn't mind too much as long as that's the case, might even join in. She can be pretty based at times, keep in mind.
I'm more of a "grand strategy game" type of guy, myself.
ROFL of course not.
>>196971>PonyEye 007?>no blood anywhere, no matter where you shoot>Every enemy is like a walking sandbag
She would only let you play it in multi-play, and even then only with ponies who never uses any kind of bad language.
This filly is right!
I hope you all realise Twiggy is the kind of horse to let fillies under her care to only play games labelled as educational
Fug. It's, uh… educating about war?
Is it educational to learn about the best way to purge the xeno scum from the universe?
Call me a faggot but it's my childhood dream to Them's Fighting Herds a game I loved as a kid, make it what I thought "The ultimate game" was when I was 9, and then make so many easily-made spinoffs Sonic's devs would be jealous.
An edutainment game would be one of them.
No offense, but that was like reading an aneurysm.
Nah it's ok. Hope you get well soon!>>197195
PoR>RD>Awakening>SS>Fates(Only because of soundtrack)>Blazing Sword>Shadow Dragon
(Haven't played SoV yet)
Looks like you just made content. Congrats!
Being with this many friends in Sugarcube Corner should make you feel good about yourself… but you don't. You're breaking the wallet of the pony who is arguably the best friend you have in this world by twisting her promises. Maybe you should pay for some of it after all… oh wait, you didn't bring your wallet. You make a mental note to offer to pay her back for some of your friends' costs.
"Oh, um. We're getting a lot of ice cream. Twilight promised she'd treat me, and well, I decided to invite some friends in on that."
>"That sounds awesome. What kind of ice cream do you all want?"
Your friends all start announcing their favorite flavors. For Rarity, it's French vanilla. You're not even sure if there actually is an equivalent to France in Equestria, or if it's just a term they add to make things sound fancy, which might explain that one episode where Fluttershy asked for French Haute Couture… Damn ponies and their plot holes.
Speaking of plot holes, you hear Daring call out Rocky Road, and you immediately have a flashback to an experience you'd rather not remember involving an unlubricated hoof. The memory is vivid, but your focus is broken when you hear Blossom's voice again.
>"What about you Anon? What kind of ice cream would you like?"
Do you have any made with breastmilk? [ 1d100 = 54 ]
"Gimme that basic bitch chocolate."[ 1d100 = 13 ]
Chocolate, and we're gonna do something nice for purple smart if it kills us. [ 1d100 = 90 ]
Got any dessert ramen? [ 1d100 = 83 ]
>>197214[ 1d100 = 84 ]
"Açaí or bust"
RNGeezus approves of this message[ 1d100 = 99 ]
Do something nice for purpul like >>197218
I can almost hear her not so
loud screeching about she not being a toy
No man should have access to the açaí, 1/100 counter roll![ 1d100 = 92 ]
Will there be a RevengeFilly? Those stories about her misery make me wonder how can she let everyone kick her repeatly into the mud. She could achieve so much with her power level
Most stories let her get justice of some kind, even if it isn't always of her own volition. ie Twilight's trial, the end of feral filly, the Sad End alt of the fic at the top of the doc, etc…
Comeuppance exists, but it's not always in the most straightforward way.
Perhaps You are right, I didn't look into these stories from such perspective
YOU ARE ALL ADORABLE LITTLE FAGGOTS, YOU ARE THE MOST CUTEST FILLIES IN EXISTENSE. YOU WILL NOW BE CAPTURED AND GIVEN HUGS, BELLY RUBS, UPSIES, EAR SCRATCHES AND MOST IMPORTANTLY LOVE AND AFFECTION!
DO NOT TRY TO DENY, IT ONLY MAKES YOU CUTER
>>197270>Be Anonfilly>Everyone kicks you around because "green is an awful colour">Even Twilight doesnt give you a break, and you d bet this has something to do with it>Celestia, Rarity, Sweetie Belle….all white horses always seem to go off scotch free no matter what they do>But you…you cant even breath without someone telling you to stop breathing so loud>Letting out a sigh, someone does just that>And after the grunt that follows, they have the nerve to ask if they will need to tell Twilight about your behaviour>You d guessed that ponies would have some sort of racism>But it was supposed to be about griffons, not colourism about each other coats>Even Rarity wont get close to you without Twilight being around>Wait, griffons…>With a plan on mind, you pack everything you have to leave the castle>Twilight even saw you and said goodbye>Not even a heartfelt goodbye, but one akin to saying "Come back when you get bored, or not, I dont care">Is all her caring for you and trying to find a fix for this a facade, to not let you see her real disgust for who you ve became?>Whatever, you re not coming back, may as well become one with the enemy>You involuntary shiver at the idea of joining forces with (((them))), but perhaps they d accept you better than these ponies
>First night>No bits>No shelter>The last hotel in the desolate country of Griffonstone closes the door on your face as you stare at the ground
"…Fuck me for forgetting that">Not like it d be any better if you hadnt>They re so thirsty for bits, you probably would ve gotten mugged on arrival>But they have something that the ponies dont>Passion>The need to become great again like they were in days past>And at least they re like this with everyone, not just you for your coat>You can respect that>Finding a quiet place you lay down to sleep
>In the morning there s a griffon waiting for you>As soon as you open your eyes, the griffon extends its claw
"What the fuck do you want now?">"You slept in the shade of my house, gotta pay for that stud"
"Fuck you, there s not even any shadows during the night">With a snort she grabs you by your tail and brings you inside>Another griffon is there and asks if she dealt with the pony already>She just says that you ll be working for him for the payment>With a nod, he picks you from her, still by your tail, and walks off
"I can walk you know">"And run away without paying? I may be old, but i m not dumb"
>He walked until the edge of town to an old building>It was different from the others, as this one seemed to be more sturdy>Still looked like falling apart though>He kicks the door and an intense heat wave hits your face>Throwing you inside, he turns around and locks the door>Great…not even a full day and you re already getting raped>Now up on your hooves you look around to see…>A forge>Wait, you dont remember seeing any of these anywhere in Equestria…>Is all pony metallurgy imported from here?>Looking back the griffon actually seems glad to have an extra pair of claws, hooves or whatever, showing you some tools of the trade>Instead, you offer to work for him with blueprints, permanently…for some bits of course>Blueprints that may change the world and bring Griffonstone back to its glory days or even further>The griffon seems interested but dubious of your intentions as a pony>But in the end he accepts trying one of them>That day you decided the perfect way to pay back to Twilight and all the ponies
>The further you two are in your project, the more cheerful the griffon is>Seeing the usefulness of the things you bring forth, he hurried to tell the other griffons, who joined in your quest faster than a blink>Well you dont know what he told them, it wasnt even a quest per se>Just some petty revenge, bringing griffons closer from the power gap that ponies constructed by using your human knowledge>Sitting by a firecamp, you feel its warmt spread throughout your fur while sitting under the first Spitfire that was built>It already flew today, and all griffons are partying, united like you had never seen before>Closing your eyes you try to imagine the scene…>Seeing some birds of steel flying to their capitol for the first time, to show the griffon supremacy, was sure to put some fear on the ponies below>And the griffons were sold on the armor that the Spitfire planes would give them if they flew with it, instead of their own wings>Some small mounted guns as well, easy to make with all the powder around in the land>But you never expected to gather a following like this…>"So what s the next step on your masterplan little filly?"
"Crashing this plane">"What?"
"With no surviv-buh">You open your eyes, getting out of your imagination>"What the buck was that?">"He will kill us all with these!?">Well fuck
>Took some talking, but thanks to the first forger you met, some griffons got to trust you again>By trusting him, but close enough>Others followed along because of how close the griffons had became with this project>But as it progressed you saw that it was getting our of hand>They werent talking about a silly show of power>But a full on invasion>They were taking Equestria with these>And you dont think the ponies could do anything>Magic lasers couldnt go thru the trains back home, so it surely wouldnt damage the planes>Perhaps the princess would be able to, with enough compressed magic in a beam to do it, but the army would be useless>Talking about the army, Pegasi and Earth ponies were just liabilities as well>Earth ponies to able to reach the places to attack>Pegasi could easily be mauled with the plane rotors>What have you done>With a boop, the forger brings you back, asking what troubled you>You tell him of your worries about the attack>And with a laugh he dismisses it, saying that no one is crazy to attack the capitol of Equestria>You let out a sigh you didnt knew you were holding>"Now Ponyville in other claw…"
What the buck did you just bucking say about me, you little mud pony? I’ll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Erf SEALS (Super Equestrian Amorous Love Squad), I’ve been involved in numerous secret raids on Saddle Arabia and I have over 300 confirmed hugs. I am trained in gorilla warfare and I’m the top booper in the entire Equestrian hoofed forces. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will wipe you the buck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this planet, mark my bucking words. You think you can get away with saying that stuff to me over the Interneigh? Think again, bucker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of spies across the country and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your snuggle virginity. You’re bucking cuddled, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can hug you in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just with my bare hooves. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed cuddling, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the Royal Equestrian Snuggle Corps and I will use it to its full extent to cuddle your miserable ass off the face of the continent, you little shit. If only you knewn what unholy retribution your little “clever” comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your bucking tongue. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will pour love all over you and you will drown in it. You’re bucking dead, kiddo. You're bucking dead!
Come on, 1 in a hundred counter roll for Mint Chocolate Chip. [ 1d100 = 28 ]
MW2? That's a weird way to spell WaW
Grand Strategy? You mean RTS for people who can't think/react quick enough to play RTS
So… polandball but fillies?
What has filly done?
You command filly armies. I build filly empires.
But can filly into space?
Nice. Take some time to get used to it, it's a lot different than traditional. Try to make smooth, intentional curves when drawing and get used to using your whole arm.
Actually, that can help with traditional too.
"Açai flavor or bust, baby!"
Blossom stares at you, not quite sure if you're serious.
>"That's cute. But really, what do you want?"
"I said what I want. I want açai ice cream."
>"You know, Ponyville is a really small town. We don't exactly get açai berries in here."
"It's a farming town. How do you NOT have açai berries?"
>"Probably because they don't grow here? I don't know. Maybe they need a different climate?"
Applejack leans against the counter and butts into the conversation.
>"Ponyville is too cold to grow açai berries. They pretty much only grow in the jungle south of the badlands. Transporting them all the way up here is ridiculously expensive, so only the snobbiest of unicorns in Canterlot end up eating them."
"Yeesh. Okay, chocolate it is. Maybe with a scoop of raspberry?"
>"Okay, coming right up."
You take a seat around a large table with the rest of your friends as Blossom prepares ice cream for the lot of you. For some reason, Twilight looks like she can't help contain some sort of chuckle.
>"Oh, nothing. It's just, you know…"
She bursts out laughing and points a hoof at you.
"Alright, then, tell us. What flavor would you
be getting?"[ 1d100 = 88 ]
Calm down guys I am on it so you don't have to. >First repost
That's a big filly.>The repost on that one
I wanna cuddle a filly that big.
Get a paper bag and REE in it, since you ll probably never be able to taste açaí ever again
Perhaps Celestia could get you some when you all become heroes…
Ask Twilight if she never ate açaí ice cream. If not then she and all of yall who also never had it
hasnt lived yet[ 1d100 = 63 ]
Now I can't do it myself!
Th-that's a big ree…
"Hey, I'll have you know I only got into açai AFTER it had become popular, so there!" [ 1d100 = 30 ]
Implying they´re not
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ree now I have to repost