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>Spoonfeed me. What's this thread about?

This thread typically consists of Anon gone filly, as he's thrust into a new life as a cute little pony.
>What's to be expected?
Fillies, cuteness, Anon-tier shenanigans, bitchy Twilight, desires to be the little filly, etc..

>Any archive of photos or stories?

Dropbox (Photos):

>I'm a contributor.

Great! For writers, just notify [-]All Nighter Fgt Lone15, so you can have your green to the Doc. For artists, animators, or any other content makers, you can store your fillies in the Dropbox for future viewing pleasure.
Some especially based faggot also recently compiled nearly every filly image ever created, which you can check out here: https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1AowOdwFzlbRk0FVZsRGRYe2hyKhzo2h3?usp=sharing
Assess how well you fit into the filly hivemind: https://projects.fivethirtyeight.com/personality-quiz/?group=-LdS-38NvfIG9PHPrYB8
>I don't like this thread because of reasons.
You'll never know how it is unless you try a dose of filly.
Old-mare Thread: >>258823
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>After 10 years of a purely-alcohol diet, it eventually evolves into SCP-682


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>"Hey Anon, I've got a few zebras in my cellar that need fumigating."


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A helping hoof is always ready.


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>She shakes her head.
>"No, but I know how to execute it. I've done some donations before."
>You lie back down in the bed and shut your eyes as the room lights up.
>"You can open your eyes now, it's dark again."
"I'm sorry to ask you to do this, I just…"
>"It's perfectly fine, the meat might have made you ill even with what she gave us."
"I'm not too keen on asking either."
>She gets up on the bed, lying down with her teats facing you.
>You push the blankets aside as you half-stand and reposition yourself so that your back legs are facing the pillows.
>"I can understand that. Generally it's not something a foal of your age will willingly do. But…"
>Your muzzle is just above her 'top' teat at this point, and you turn your head back inquisitively.
"What is it?"
>"She… thought you would want me to do this for you at some point. Call it clairvoyance or instinct, I'm not exactly sure."
"Can you… tell me about what she talked to you about?"
>"I'm one for honoring the wishes of a dead mare no matter what, but she never said anything about not telling you."
>You awkwardly press your mouth to the teat, trying to form a comfortable seal.
>You were fine with nipping Purple a bit when you fed from her, but you want to be as careful as possible with Twilight.
>Eventually you get it right and draw a small amount of milk into your mouth. It's thick and fatty, but it's food.
>You close your eyes as you start to get the rhythm down.
>With a brightness beyond your eyelids, you feel the blanket pulled up to your neck.
>You're not exactly sure why, but you scooch your butt over into a position where your belly is pressed against hers.
>She breaks the near silence.
>"There were simple things, some of which I already knew about. Your… slightly weak bladder. The piece of metal in your spine and the unknown bindings put in place by a demigoddess to repair it. That's why I advised against Franziska listening to you when you screamed for her to take it out today."
>You break the seal, lapping up a bit of milk that leaks out of the mammary.
"I'm glad you did, the pain in my head was just so convincing…"
>"I understand. It's unlikely there'd be any way to repair you again after that. Anyways…"
>You reestablish the seal.
>"I think she suspected that something was going to happen to her after Pinkie put herself in the oven. She insulted and berated me often when she was passing on her knowledge, but when her well of anger ran out about an hour in she would simmer down and refer to me as her replacement. In her own way, she really did care about you."
>You stop for a moment before continuing, and so does she.
>"I stayed behind for a second after you and the other two had jumped ship. The air around her was beginning to ionize, and the tears in her eyes were boiling. It was clear she only had a few minutes left. I asked her if there was anything else she wanted, and she gave me this goofy grin. I don't know if it was delirium setting in or what, but she spoke…"
>Be Twilight.
>You can feel all of your mental blocks failing in your mind.
>If somepony is listening in right now, they might be able to capture and view your final internal dialogue.
>It's unlikely, but you'd better switch to a more formal tone just in case.
>Hello, my name is Twilight Sparkle.
>I am about to die, along with at least 3/4 of this planet.
>Despite my many shortcomings, I have few regrets.
>Cruelty is bred through what ponies believe to be good intentions, after all.
>Through I endured suffering, I began to see the strength it gave me exemplified in every aspect of my short, short life.
>Every nick was a knife I'd wield more thoughtfully, every death a lesson on discipline.
>I pushed the boundaries of known magic and science, and I finally broke them.
>The portal was artisan, with all of the runes I had carved it would've had to have been.
>In wonder, I stared up at what was likely the face of a cliff.
>And then, lightning flashed in the otherworld's sky and a biped breached my portal.
>In a panic I checked its vitals, they were normal.
>Its legs were broken, but the fractures not severe.
>I quickly replicated the body, tossed a body-double out of my portal, and brushed away the activation runes on the chalkboard.
>Whatever that thing was, it would likely never get home.
>I spoke with it as it recovered, learned of its culture and our similar language, and then I sent it on its way.
>I had taken its world, there was no need to take more.
>Not until that day in the forest, not even a corpse to recover.
>I studied and waited, my revenge would be twofold, calculated.
>A recovery of the maternal, and a continued crusade against the one that had taken him.
>And now, here I stand giving up everything I've ever worked for the survival of two of them.
>I only hope this reaches one of you in time, somepony who can reach the laboratory.
>I know not if yours will have the two green daemons, but act with haste to prevent the lesser elements from converging.
>Your lives depend on it.
>"Did you hear that?"
>Be Green Clover.
>"I don't think she meant the screaming mana bursts."
>You've finished with the first one now, there's no liquid left in it.
>Although you aren't quite satisfied.
"What kind of message would a mare like her send out in her death throes?"
>"Who knows?"
>You find it a good time to start on the second tip, forming another good seal.
>Your tail involuntarily swishes back and forth and Twilight chuckles.
>"Enjoying yourself?"
"J-just a twitch."
>"Of course. Well, I'm only like her in body, but if I were going to have my last moments etched in somepony's ears, I'd give them a bit of advice as how not to end up in the same situation."
>You're not sure why that finally gets your tear ducts flowing, maybe you've been holding it in for a little while now.
>She places a hoof on your back.


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"She- I… this isn't right. She hurt me, but it still hurts to know that I'll never see her again."
>"Don't blame yourself for things like that. She protected you, didn't she?"
>"Then it's natural. Don't feel guilty about feeling one way or another, she did some good in her life."
>Your head is throbbing even more painfully now.
"Can you stay the rest of the night? I don't want to be alone right now."
>She lifts you gently, flipping you around slowly.
>"Sleep tight, my little pony."
>The tears keep coming, but after she assumes the big spoon and pulls the covers over you once more they begin to slow.


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Wew, you have a knack for combining lewd heartwarming with heavy stuff


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Now that's some prime kino right there. Nice to see a filly get her requisite milkies.


"Mmm, this is delightful tea Discord."
>"Think nothing of it."
>Frantic knocks are heard at the door.
>"I would get it, but this seems like the time for a gentler touch."
>My own soft sigh escapes, and a murmur.
>"On a half sliced thought I'll stay far enough away and watch everything."
>My door forcibly opens up. Bits of the lock, and door frame tearing out of place.
>"We need your help Fluttershy. Twilight has gone crazy."
>A rumbling sensation is going through me. Rainbow Dash of all ponies know how I like my doors.
>Menacingly walking to the booped Applejack I look at Rainbow Dash.
"Even if every villain, and meanie came through please don't rip up my door. You know this."
>Her flinch says everything. At least she understands.
"It is Twilight so that does deserve a pass this one time."
>Excitable Boy is so proactive. Well since the door is gone I'll go see for myself.
>Rainbow clears her throat.
>I'll patch up AJ on my way.

"We got a bit of my soul back now what are we doing at the fast food joint, if we need to be in your lab to get this done?"
>Purple regains a far off bloodshot look, one of a starved pony finally being offered a buffet from the gods.
>"The guards didn't ever quite get the order right."
>Equestria's elite gaurd unit fucking up orders?
>She quickly claifies.
>"Trainees that need a bit more of a helping hoof."
>Almost sitting in the chair I try to unwind. The great on the table somehow fit fully into the lavender Unicorn.
>Something inside me is getting all twisted up about what I did to Applejack.
>Well we do have a moment of peace.
>I am kind of a pony now…
"Pass over a hay fry."
>The rustled look of Twilight as her jimmies communicate the death wish of parting with her meal.
>I swear if I squint some purple markings writhe in the air.
>"Just one."
>Seems like everyone is more prone to some more intense emotions after getting my ass blasted.
>Munching on the hay fry I know the difference.
"Frech fries are still better."
>Maybe I should have tried something else to get the bit of my soul from Applejack. Well in any case once this is all over with I'll make things right.
>"I've empirically proved my point last time."
"Except for the younger generations, where it was higher."
>"Only by two points! That can be explained by statistical anomalies!"
>To punctuate her point the restaurant's door explodes. Pushing me back slightly.
>A timid voice rises from the dust.
>"Oh, I'm so sorry about your door. It's just that it was in my way."
"Is that?"
>"Buck that's Fluttershy. We have to leave-"
>She looks to where her food used to be. On the ground. Horn glowing.
>I look as well. Oh! Ohhhh.
>"You know what Anon, let's get you your second soul piece."
>"There you are Twilight I was looking everywhere for you."
>"Thanks Flutters for the care."
>It's Applejack, and she sounds livid.
>"It's not like we would leave you hangin'."
>And Rainbow Dash. I don't think we can take them all.
>But I'd love to prove myself wrong.
"Oh? You came back, on the back of your friends like a lowly worm, eh?
>"This is for my meal, the delicious burger, and hay fries. You've brought this upon yourselves."
>The tension is a near physical force.
>"Looks like our plans will accelerate with two more Anon."
"Let's take this outside so you all will have a fighting chance."
>Twilight looks like she is about to be sick.
"Perhaps after a bathroom break."
>Floating next to Twilight to the bathroom I can't help, but say.
"So this is the ladies room, and you are with a man of great prowess Twilight to help keep your mane up. Be thankful."
>I'm sure they heard that. That will buy us enough time.
>Lifting up her mane I grab hold with dear life for the aweful experience to come.
>Twilight's horn glows once the door to the bathroom is locked, and barricaded.

>Being the fastest pegasus in Equestria, just waiting is a slog. Getting my breathing just right and preparing us all for the inevitable fight does help a little bit.

"Come on. Let's go check on Twilight she hasn't come out in at least an hour."
>"She pigged herself out Dash, but you are right it is mighty suspicious she isn't done yet.
>"I'll wait here, if you don't mind."
"Y-yeah no problem Fluttershy."
>Her stand really freaks me out.
>Walking to the bathroom door I knock.
"Is everything okay in there?"
>"Ugh I'm going to be sick."
>"Sorry, we'll be out soon Anon here has a weak stomach."
>"Fuck you purple. Mine is an iron trap."
>"Was an iron trap Anon. Your still a filly."
>"Whatever, just hold my hair."
>Twilight says through the cloaed door once more.
>"I'll be out in ten minutes girls. We'll be right out."
>"Nine minutes."
>Applejack's eyes burn furiously.
>"Nine minutes, then."

>"I don't want to burn any more good will my friends gave us Anon."

>Ah. This overflowing power! Yes, everything is almost perfect.
>Heavenly one might say.
>"Are you ready? We have to leave or they will get suspicious."
"Never better. If only I had my hands."
>"Tough. Remeber, stand, ripple, stand. Taking them out in any other order will make everything far more difficult."
>A quick nod from me.
"Let's go."


T-thanks. I try my best.
No update tonight, been compulsively archiving possible schizo threads on /b/ all night. I'll make a thread on sp if anything comes of it.


>I'll make a thread on sp if anything comes of it.
I wanna see.


Keep up the good work Lone15 you do a good job.
Aw yeah schizo threads.


>be filly
>it's 3am and youre thirsty
>you reach over to the glass of water momma twi left for you but your stupid hooves dont work right and now youve spilt water on the bed
>You start to panic, all the fillies will see this in the morning and think you pissed yourself
>you would never hear the end of it
>quickly you strip the bed and bundle the sheets up
>You start to work your way to the laundry room as quietly as you can
>as you approach horror strikes as once you realise you have no way to buy your way in
>The night babbies rule the wash room and get cranky if any one tries to use it with out appeasing them
>Not only would you have to go back but they would tell everyone you peed yourself and tried to hide it
>Stashing your wet sheets behind a conveniently placed painting
>you actually just knocked one off the wall and placed it on the sheets but what ever
>you sneak off to the kitchen to find something to garner safe passage into the washroom
>carefully using drawers and a chair you hop up ontop of the counter where twilight keeps all the cookies
>A happy cheer dies in your throat as you now have to scootch your butt back down the way you came
>Grabbing two cookies and hopping it will be enough you begin your descent
>Your hoof slips on some silverware and youre scent to the floor hard
>laying there trembling you fight off tears and with pain in your body get to shaking hooves and head to the wash room
>Once there youre greeted by the sight if several babbies sleeping in a pile, a few tired ones are finishing up their laundry and being supervised by one older filly who seems a little put out to have to be on babby duty
>seeing you she trots up
>"piss yoursheets hu? Got anything to trade or am i sending you back with a wet tail?"
>she laughs at her own joke but her mood changes as you slide her the cookies you plundered
>"hmmm alright, you can pass. Just hurry up i dont wanna be here all night with even more piss tails."
>You try to argue what happened but she just shrugs you off and goes back to teaching babbies how to clean sheets
>letting out a yawn you toss your sheets in and contemplate joining the little green pile of snoozing babbies but think better of it
>after finishing up you bundle up your now very warm sheets and head back to the filly sleeping quarters, lazily making your bed and flopping down
>Slowly sleep begins to take you as the warm blankets hug your little body
>your heart drops as you realise you have to pee


Filly life is hard.


>Be Twilight.
>Luna is showing you her part of the castle while Celestia deals with royal stuff.
>So far you've seen the royal bath, barracks, very impressive armory, and the most surprising research area, all operated by bat ponies.
>As much as you begged you weren't allowed to see all of the research area as alot was classified.
>Luna was leading you to a big door.
>"Now for the last part of the tour."
>She opens the door and reveals a bunch of green bat fillies hopping about and playing.
>Soon they take notice and are almost instantly in a neat little line and saluting.
>You're shocked.
"Princess, what is this?"
>"This my dear Sparkle, is the future night guard's free area." She says with pride as she trots along side of the line.
>You're still shocked.
"But, these are all fillies, they can't be older than sixteen if even that!"
>"Each is twelve to be exact. But I'll have you know these are all very willing for training, as are the parent's to give permission." She says as she continues to trot.
>Not a single one has so much as twitch as she walked in, just blinking.
"How long have they been trained?"
>She thinks for a bit.
>"At the age of four they entered."
"Why four?"
>"Tis the perfect age, they are old enough to think, but not too old to have entered a life style. Meaning training is their lifestyle. All can leave at any time."
>You can't tell if you're sickened or intrigued by this.
"This still seems wrong Luna."
>She blows some air out of her nose in annoyance.
>She then turns towards the line.
>"Would any of you like to leave the guard?"
>A resounding
>"No my princess!" Is her answer.
"They've been trained to be like this. Where'd you even get this many fillies that looks exactly the same?"
>"Cloning." She says something too quickly for you to hear.
"What was that?"
>"Nothing. As much as I'd love to debate the ethics of their training I'm sure Celestia is done by now. Let us go."


>The night babbies rule the wash room and get cranky if any one tries to use it with out appeasing them
Kek. But why would babbies do laundry?


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Gimme some filly draw ideas.



Siamese twins


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Gangsta filly.


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I correct it.
Grumpy filly.


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this but filly


Witnessed. Just figured since they piss the bed them and a designated filly would have to do the washing. Didn't really plan anything out.





Twilight and filly in a grocery store, filly blushing profusely while Twilight buys a bunch of pullups


>Twilight and filly in a grocery store, filly blushing profusely while Twilight buys a zucchini.



no, >>264493 is better


>Luna then used the fillies to commit numerous war crimes and pony rights violations


>be you, Anonymous
>some guy on the bus did not cover his mouth when he coughed so now you are dead and have gone to horse heaven
>that is the only explanation you can come up with because you just woke up in a field of flowers and there is this colorful pony-like creature looking you over with a worried expression
>she is a 10/10, cute to the max, your new waifu for laifu, and the horse parts only makes your pp harder
>she notices that you have woken up and says something to you which you do not understand
>you try to tell her as much but the only thing leaving your mouth is jambled horse noises
>seems like when you died you were also turned into a small pony to better fit in with the locals
>you feel like maybe it should worry you more but you are too busy thinking of how you are supposed to propose to her without using words
>you try to use hand gestures instead but since you do not actually have hands any more you end up just looking like a flailing retard
>she does not seem to mind though as she gently picks you up by the scruff of your neck and carries you into a nearby town full of similar looking ponies
>you arrive at her supposed home where she gives you a bath and a meal before finally tucking you into a small yet comfortable bed that smells of flowers
>you are uncertain what to make of it all but it feels nice to be pampered so you just let it happen
>it is not long before you eventually fall asleep

>it is the next day and everyone in town but you is dead

>you must have brought corona-chan over with you when you transmigrated
>guess they did not have any herd immunity


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Wew what a ride for the feels.
>Last Spoiler Line


This feels somewhat based off of the beginning of Undertale, not to be a faggot. I don't like Undertale, but it stuck out like a sore thumb if that wasn't your intent.


Undertale isn't horrible in its own right, just the cancerous part of its fanbase


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Why can't I have my own qt guard Anonfilly?
Why does this world love suffering?


She will guard your virginity with her life.


>Be Twilight Sparkle.
>These fillies have so many deep-seeded issues, you wish you could assist them.
>But you need an in…
>They've set up a rudimentary network that links to an old server you let them have because it was busted.
>You haven't been able to get on with your own computer yet though, it's closely-guarded.
>One day while one of the little angels is home sick you get a devilish idea.
>If you can get them to post about their desires…
>You check to make sure the poor thing is actually asleep before creeping across the room to her box of a pc.
>The program is already open to the page you need, bingo.
>"Gimme some filly draw ideas."
>With a bug like this going around, more fillies will be sick soon.
>You'll check their computers when you have to care for them.
>Your little baby moans, and you rush over just in time to get a face full of vomit.
>The things a mother does for her children…


>undertale isn't horrible in it's own right
all JRPGniggers must fucking hang


I want a JRPG with Filly in it


>Since Anon became my little filly she's been really…
>not happy, or joyful outwardly, but content, and she is ready for everything.
>A light to look foward to on some dark days.
>Looking at her now she needs me.
"What's wrong."
>"I'm fine."
>I'll just stay here with her then.
>Read it in M.D. Horsenfefer's little bodies and big hearts.
>Her cute mane, and green fur shudder.
>"Today is an anniversary of a magical place my friends, and I spend alot of time and good memories at."
>Ahh. I think I get it.
>"Is a place called /mlpol/, and it's very special."
>So she began her tale.
>From the beginning to end.
>"I wish those fags could come here too."
>A shooting star falls. Shining brightly.
>"Wait! I wish that all of them could have their wishes! I wish for infinite wishes! Fuck!"
>And that is how we met humanity.


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It's hard to believe we've been at it three years now! Filly doesn't look to be going anywhere and luckily neither does mlpol. I love you gay assholes, no homo.


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