Pony Transformation General

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>>25753614

Just delay all my shit until like the end of January

>>25754278
That's a shame

Hey butt heads. I've been (or rather, was) writefagging Eira, Belle, and the shit party greentext that a couple liked for some reason. I'm going to halt those pieces and move to something bigger that I plan on posting elsewhere. I'll post links to updates here (if there's interest), but I won't be updating directly here anymore. I have no qualms with the general or anything, I just want to put my work somewhere more organized/solidified.

>>25754873
Sad_trumpet.wav

>>25754873
Tell us more about this new project.

>the shit party greentext that a couple liked for some reason
It was good!

>>25754873
If you're fucking off at least tell us how Belle was gonna end

Delivery soon. Final until I decide for more, open ending wise.

>>25755340
In the previous delivery, Anon killed a bunch of soldiers, argued with a drone, and generally managed to get on the right track of destroying humanity.

>>25755408
>You're at the ground floor.
>The chitin has already begun to heal itself after the damage done by the shell that impacted it, scarring the first floor.
>A hole in the wall reveals where the humans had breached the wall, the wall that protected you from them.
>And them from you.
>That wall is no more, nothing shields the dorks from your sheer anger.
>An anger you'll use to destroy them all.
>The wall had shattered into shards, almost as if it were glass.
>These shards are big enough, you can hide behind them.
>You need to get a better look on what you're standing against.
>It could be a tank, or just a cannon.
>A mad idea forms in your head.
>If the round hadn't come through, left no other trace in the room, except for the shattered wall spikes that fell in, after the round hit the wall!
>They've used a high explosive round.
>If you could throw it back, you would not only destroy the vehicle, but strike fear into the hearts of the enemy.
>Perfect.
>That shell will be faster than a bullet.
>A lot faster.
>Can you catch it?
>If you won't, you'll be resting in pieces.
>But if you don't do anything, you'll be dead.
>You and your drones.
>May as well try to do something.
>It's either death, or success.
>And if you succeed, they'll be too scared to do anything.
>You smirk, and slowly trot up to the hole, slowly closing the hole in the wall, avoiding gunfire from the soldiers in front of the hotel.
>They have a small artillery gun.
>You hear an engine running back to life.
>They're aiming.
>"Aim!"
>Here they come.
>"Fire!"

>>25755435
>You lower the barrier as quick as you can.
>The shell just left the cannon.
>It's huge.
>The shell flies, straight at you.
>You focus, the shell enveloped in the green magical mist.
>All the speed transfers to you and you skid good five meters before stopping, leaving smoking ground in front of you.
>It's a live artillery shell, you don't even need to hit them too hard.
>But you will.
>The soldiers at the sides of the tank shout in surprise.
>Surprise, does indeed resonate from them.
>So does fear from the vehicle's crew.
>You walk forwards.
>The drone that had been accompanying you, leaps in front of you and raises a barrier.
>Moving forwards, the soldiers begin to fire, in panic.
>Their clips run dry.
>The shield collapses.
>You throw the shell, with all your force and might.
>You conjure up a shield bubble, just as the vehicle explodes in a fireball.
>The soldiers that stood nearby try to run, but they're thrown away, as the shell penetrates the armour, and explodes the ammo inside, sending the men away with the blast wave.
>This race doesn't deserve coexistence.
>The explosion sends you flying, and you hit the wall behind you.
>It takes you a minute to get up.
>When you. stand up, you witness a massacre.
>You trot.
>The display of torn limbs, bloodshed, and men screaming in agony would scare everyone away.
>But all the news reporters, people that came to watch, just stand there.
>Frozen.
>Frozen at the sight of you, you walking among the maimed corpses.
>Not batting an eye.
>You're used to gruesome sights. Surgery taught you not to fret over physical failures, that's the way of things.

>>25755455
>The body is prone to failing.
>Failures of the mind should be cried over.
>The news reporters are frozen.
>The crowd of people stand in shock.
"Flee, idiots. Flee whilst you can. Flee from me, flee from my children, flee from the Changelings. But beware, we'll catch up to you."
>Just as you turn around, the crown returns to life.
>Incoherent mumbling pierces the night sky, just as you close down the wall, locking the tower of the hive away from the outside world once again.
>"My Queen! Are you okay?" Liam rushes in.
"I'm fine." You say and begin walking, back to your residence in the upper tower.
>Right into the throne room.
>"That's good! Excellent news. I'd be really sad if something happened to the eggs."
>What, wait?
>Eggs?
"What do you mean?"
>The doctor smirks. "Well, obviously, I must've impregnated you."
"You did what!?" You shout.
>Did he really just made you what you think he did?
>That fucker.
>The changeling drone that had helped you rushes up, to you and Liam.
>"I don't mean to interrupt, but what should I do now?"
"Meet me tomorrow morning. I'll have something figured out by then. For now, you should rest."
>"Y-yes! Thank you." The drone says, and separates away from you.
>You and Liam walk onwards, to the throne room.
"You've basically made me," you think for a good word, "Pregnant?"
>"Technically, yes. Except you'll be laying a hundred eggs."
>Your stomach spins at the thought.
"I told you that I didn't want this."
>"Is it just because you were a man before? You'll have smart and loyal drones with sentience, that will actually call you mother. It's a win win."
"In your book. I don't fancy the idea. Heck how will I manage a hundred!?"
>"And are you alone here? You have drones, they'll help you. By the way, did you decide on a new name yet? "

>>25755483
>You shake your head. A name has slipped your attention, it being less important than everything you've been dealing with.
>Not to talk about how you're expecting a hundred changeling eggs.
>"Well, I thought Chrysalis. It means something along the lines of the 'one that disseminates death' ."
>You kind of like the name.
>Chrysalis.
>Has a nice ring to it.
>It will take time adjusting to such a feminine name, though.

>>25755496
>You're sitting on the throne, looking down at yourself.
>Two black chitinous limbs with holes in them connected to a similar shell.
>Two strong hind legs, connected to nice and big flanks.
>A sensitive set of lips between them.
>Eggs slowly growing up inside of you, awaiting the right moment, to be laid and bring about a new generation of strong.
>Your blue hair tends to fall in your eyes, and the tail on the other end almost acts like it's own limb.
>Your face is terrifying.
>The crooked horn that allows you to move things on whim and sow destruction.
>The two wings on your back buzz slightly, reminding you of their existence.
>Two ears that flick themselves in the direction of sounds.
>You're no longer Anonymous.
>That man is long dead, he was good and will be missed.
>But he's dead, and those who bemoan the dead are bound to join them.
>You're Queen Chrysalis.
>The future cause of the downfall of humans.
>And you'll make sure that the humanity will fear you.
>They'll end up like cattle, dependent on the grace or disgrace, on the mood of you and your children.
>They'll be herded into cities, wringing them for whatever love or emotions you'll decide to take from them.
>It'll be a glorious empire that'll last milenia.
>And you'll lead it.

Finished Chryssis storyline. More when i feel it, Humanity's destruction will ensure.

>>25755519
Really nice. Victorious and pregnant, what a pleasant ending.

>>25753614
Is that a picture of an American turning into AJ or AJ turning into a Jap?

>>25756263
The first one.

>>25756212
There might be more. Depends on whether I decide to write more.
Complete for now.

>>25756860
That could be cool, or you could always start something new.

>>25752001
Now that I think about it, what happened to that story with the Scottish anon with an affinity for unicorns?

>>25754226
I want a magic hat that turns me into a pony.

>>25758617
Heh
I think you mean semen, but maybe it's funnier with the typo.

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>>25758929
fuk
and that wasted effort I put into making the extra letter fit in that line.

>>25759516
And then anon became a mare so slutty that there weren't enough stallions in Ponyville to satisfy his appetites.

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Being turned into a filly is a hair-raising experience.

>>25757647
I have plans, I just don't feel like writing.

>>25758011
Long forgotten and all for the better

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Pinkie Pie TF/TG, w/ personality change/loss

>>25762854
A frightening descent into madness.
Nice job.

>>25762854
A fate worse than death

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You people disgust me, with your freaky ass intermediate forms and obligatory cock hunger.
no anon pone getting my 7 inch black shlong or thick white zigger seed

>>25763073
I'm sorry to disappoint. Please, tell us about your tastes in becoming the pony.

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>>25763148
>implying i want to be a pony
in truth I'd probably take great pleasure copulating with anon pone, secretly hoping she wants this to be more than a one night stand

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>>25755519
Bretty gud

>>25754873
I really really liked that party greentext. As weird and fucked up as it was likely to get, I still had hope that anon pone would find a way out.

>You turn your head to look outside.
>The blizzard seems to be on the decline now, it still looks pretty vicious, but the snow isn’t coming down sideways anymore.
>More like a 45 degree angle.
>There isn’t a single patch of uncovered ground outside, the paved walkways have become snowy trenches between snow drifts.
>Before today you wouldn’t really be bothered.
>But that was back when you were a bear mode Canuckian.
>Right now you’re a little horse and you don’t know just how effective your fur actually is.
>Your guess is not very effective at all.
>You shiver.
>”I can carry you in my hoodie if you want me to.”
>Chad’s watching the snow come down too, flicking his lighter idly.
“I’ll be fine.”
>You stand up, Chad walks over and opens the door for you.
>The wind comes howling in, snowflakes whipping through the air.
>A couple steps and you’re out, hooves crunching against the snow.
>You feel a little chill and the snow puts you off balance, but you get used to it around the third step.
>Chad is following along behind you, unfazed.
>…
>Huh.
>Pretty anticlimactic.
>You don’t feel any colder or warmer than you normally would, your fur keeps your lower parts from freezing and the hoodie is keeping your upper nice and cozy.
>Welp.
>You shrug and trudge on, hood up to guard your face from the high winds.
>Eyes forward, you can’t really see much.
>Just the red brick, glass and steel faces of the buildings all around.
>They seem painted in cool colors by the weather, bright steel becoming dull grey and shining glass turning to terse blue.

>>25763282
>The trees all around are black and lifeless, but for the huge red pine at the heart of the campus.
>There’s not a soul outside except for you and Chad to witness it, but the red pine stands as tall and immovable as it always has.
>It’s been around since the inception of the university, at the start of the city itself.
>A proud monument of nature in the coronary of a growing metropolis.
>Your mind drifts a little with the snow, watching the pine.
>The top sways somewhat in the wind, but the trunk stays firmly rooted.
>From what you remember, it’s over two hundred years old.
>It stood and watched the university build itself from the ground up.
>Then it stood and watched as well over three quarters of the university burnt to the ground.
>And it’s been standing ever since, watching the university regenerate.
>You mumble under the wind.
“Who’s the watched and who’s the watcher? Huh?”
>Chad doesn’t seem to be quite as enraptured with the pine as you, he’s eyeing it every now and then but for the most part he’s watching your hooves.
>Probably ready to jump in if you fall.
>All of a sudden the wind picks up in a big gust, you can hear it screaming through the divides between the campus buildings.
>You stop and plant your hooves.
>The wind smacks you, blowing your mane and tail astray, dragging you sideways.
>Just when you think it’s about to end, the wind gets even stronger, gathers up and pounds you.
>Your hooves slip against the snow and you go sliding to the left.
“Ah! Oof.”
>Right into Chad’s legs.
>”You alright?! Still sure you don’t want me to carry you?!”
>He’s sounds a little concerned, hollering over the wind, but you can tell he’s busting your balls with that little smile of his.
>You huff and push away from him, then holler back.
“Fuck off Chad!”
>On you go, leaning against the wind.

>>25763287
>Chad of course has no problems at all.
>He’s just striding casually, shivering every now and then, but mostly unaffected.
>The chill is starting to seep in now for you, right around your legs, especially your hind legs.
>The wind beats constantly against you, threatening to send you sliding across the ground again at any moment.
“On the decline I said… At least it isn’t coming down sideways I said…”
>The Atrium building, your destination, is just a little ways away.
>Just a minute or two and you’ll be there.
>…
>You steel yourself and pick up the pace.
>The distance gets shorter, bit by bit, step by step.
>But the cold is closing the distance too, creeping up your legs and towards your barrel.
>Your right side is starting to get packed with snow.
>Every other step you’re shivering.
>You turn you head to look at Chad for a second.
>He’s wrapped himself up tighter in his hoodie, his hood is up and he’s tucked his hands into his pockets, his entire right side is covered with snow like you.
>Back to the front.
>You’re finally at the threshold.
>Chad gets the door open for you.
>The relief is immediate once you step inside and onto the entryway carpet.
“Thank fuck.”
>You shake off all the excess snow.
>A couple stomps and you get the packed snow out of your hooves.
>Chad does the same, chuckling every now and then.
“What’s so funny?”
>He just shakes his head and points into the Atrium proper, beyond the glass doors of the vestibule.
>A wall of cellphones and smiling and shocked faces.
>No one is just studying in the corners, there’s no one in the Atrium right now who isn’t looking at you.


That's all for now. Exams Tuesday to Thursday, so don't expect me to be around for a while. But I might just be around anyway.

>>25763298
I love you. If you do half as well in your exams as you're doing with this story, you'll be golden.

>you are anon
>got turned into a small horse
>boop
the end

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bump

Extra update, cafeeine is a magical drug.

>>25763298
“Oh.”
>You take it all in, ears perked, eyes widening as you realize the scope.
>The Atrium is pretty much at maximum capacity.
>Most of its rather beautiful architecture was concealed by piles and piles of people standing around, the upper floor balcony was just lined from end to end with them.
>Seating areas were stuffed with people taking pictures, the café was overflowing.
>There were a few people hanging around the library entrance too, and you could tell the librarian was livid about it, even at this distance.
>Hell, you can even see security guards in the back blocking doors and trying to get people to disperse a little.
>”You want me to carry you?”
>Chad was most certainly serious, and not at all tormenting you when he asked you that.
>He’s staring down at you, brows furrowed as he digs around in his pocket for a lighter.
>You consider his proposal, taking a seat while you think things over.
>…
“That will either make things way better or way worse. On the one hoof, it’ll definitely keep me from getting trampled, and it might just discourage them from getting too close. On the other hoof, people might actually swarm on me even more since it’ll be the ‘oh I’ve got a new puppy guys here it is in my arms come pet it’ sort of look.”
>Sighing, Chad lights up a cigarette.
>You can’t blame him in the least.
>A quick peek at the mob shows that they aren’t going anywhere soon, luckily they hadn’t yet decided to just come to you yet.
>Time to catch your breath then.
>In…
>Out...
>Chad gets busy spending his breath, puffing away at his cig.
>”Wait…”
>Holy shit yes he has an idea.
“Yeah?”
>Chad takes a drag and leans back against the wall behind him.

>>25764060
>”Did you just say on the one hoof? Fucking hell Anon, please.”
“Fuck you Chad. Don’t just get my hopes up like that.”
>…
“Any ideas?”
>Chad shrugs.
>”Not really.”
“Hahhhhh… Fuck it. I’ll just walk. Pick me up if things get scary.”
>Nodding, Chad walks up to the door and opens it for you.
>Your ears are immediately bombarded with people yelling out your new pseudonym, among other things.
>”CAN I PET YOU KEYBOARD MASHER!?”
>”KEYBOARD MASHER YOU’RE THE CUTEST DON’T LET ANYBODY GET YOU DOWN!”
>”CAN I GET A SELFIE WITH YOU!?”
>”HEY KEYBOARD BOUNCER! SHOW ME THOSE MUSCLES!”
>Your ears flop right down, trying to muffle it at least a little.
>Chad shakes his head.
>”Jesus H. Christ.”
>You hardly even know where to begin.
>You step past the door slowly, as though any sudden movements might drive the mob into a frenzy.
>Even Chad seems a little intimidated.
>A bunch of people hanging around a Tim’s was one thing, this was at least a couple hundred people.
>Chad moves up ahead of you anyway, getting people to move aside and make room for you to pass.
>You keep low to the ground, instinctually, taking slow and easy steps.
>The press retreats a little and you can move, keeping right on Chad’s heels.
>You can feel eyes on you, clear as day, but the sounds are muddled.
>There’s so many people talking all at once, you can hardly tell who is saying what.
>For a while you watch the people snapping pictures of you beside you, but it gets disorienting, so you just keep staring straight ahead at Chad’s legs.
>The one thing that's clear is the sound of Chad swearing at the crowd.

>>25764063
>”Alright you obsessed fucks, get out of the way! This isn’t a goddamn photo op.”
>You chuckle a little nervously, seems Chad got over being intimidated pretty quick.
>More trotting, people hollering and talking in your ear, it all sounds like babble.
>All of a sudden you feel a hand rub your back and tug your tail.
“Ah, hey!”
>You look around, trying to spot who might have done it.
>No luck, the wall of people is practically amorphous.
>Another hand out of nowhere, roughly patting your head.
“Ow!”
>Chad whips his head around at the sound of you in pain.
>There’s that double homicide expression again.
>”IF SHE WANTS YOU TO FUCKING TOUCH HER THEN SHE’LL GODDAMN WELL TELL YOU. FUCKTARDS.”
>Without another word, Chad reaches down and picks you up.
>With a grunt, he hefts you up under his arm and starts into a strong, speedy stride, rushing towards the exit doors where a pair of security guards wait.
>A collective aww goes up, along with some bickering within the crowd.
>Chad dashes through the doors, and the security guards get into position immediately, closing the doors behind you.
>The sudden silence is definitely welcome.
>Chad sets you down, then crouches to look you over.
>”You alright Anonymous? Nothing bruised?”
>You shake your head and set a hoof on Chad’s shoulder, add in a little smile to bring his mood up.
“I’m fine. Just a rough little pat was all.”
>Chad stands up and walks over to the doors the two of you just came through, peering through the window at the mob outside.
>”They’ll calm down eventually. This is just the bandwagon phase. Soon you’ll just have the occasional random person coming up to you.”
“I hope so.”


Done for now.

>>25763656
Thanks man, that's seriously nice of you to say.

>>25763881
Very good green you have here, I really like the vocabulary, especially the usage of the word boop. Grammar needs work though.

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>>25764068
I'm going to sleep now. See you guys in a few hours.

>>25764070
Based Writefag

I await more

>>25763282
Thanks for the compliment, means a lot from someone this good.

Kinda drained on inspiration. Set green in the doc as "Finished...For now." I will return, just drained on inspiration at the moment. I'll have a smoke and see if something comes up.
God, I may even return today.

>>25764503
Never mind. Just took a look at the doc. Damn, OP is fast on updating it.

I want a pet pone to suck me off.

>>25764068
Cute as hell.

>>25755519
Very good. Even though I'm not super into oviposition, kinda bummed we didn't get Chryssi freaking out when the egg laying occurs.

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>>25764560
Mom and dad aren't home anon.
Maybe I could be your pet pony for tonight?

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>>25764560
You become the pet pony and must suck yourself off.

>>25764874
I love that picture and wish there were more like it.

>>25765247
Pretty sure there's a tsundre general for that.

>>25765048
But I do not want to suck horse wang

>>25765466
>But I do not want to suck horse wang
what are you, gay?

>>25765720
I don't like tangy horse smegma, so perhaps I am

Are changelings welcome too?

Are changelings welcome too?

Are changelings welcome too?

>>25765878
>>25765882
>>25765972

Changelingmind

>>25765878
>>25765882
>>25765972
Yes. We have one active is bugpone green and one that just wrapped up

>>25763881
>the end
No, anon. Turning into a pony is only the beginning.
There are others who are yet to be changed. Go forth and spread poniness across the land.

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>>25765991
We all know where did the bugs come from.

This might appeal to some of you spergs.

http://g.e-hentai.org/g/875710/7d2ba45904/

>>25767096
9/11, it's okay.

>"Don't even make an attempt; you're pathetic enough."
>A large, cold foot descends from above
>It pins you to the hard floor
>Frantic to escape you resort to panicked flailing
>"Tsk, tsk, don't you listen?"
>You were desperate to block out her words
>Willing yourself not to be poisoned by her cruel comments
>A set of frigid fingers grip your neck
>"Just give up, sweetie. You're worthless. Everyone's better than you. It's OK."
>What little air remained in your lungs is exhaled as pressure is applied to your ribs
>"Look at you: an ex-human. A sniveling pile of pink. No one's ever going to speak to you again. No one will even notice you've gone. You're that insignificant."
>As the extra weight on your body increases your breaths are reduced to squeaks
>"That's right." she hushes in a slithery, suggestive sigh, "No one ever really liked you. They simply tolerated you out of politeness. And now you're gone, they can be happy. How does that make you feel?"
>Your pulse quickens as you come to terms with being helpless
>You no longer have the strength or mass to fight her off
>You're nothing more than a toy to her
>A knowing chortle fills the air
>"I can see it in your eyes - you know everything I'm saying is fact. Shhh now..."
>The tip of her finger presses itself against your nose, snubbing your attempt to reply
>"You're well aware this is what you deserve. How could someone so worthless, miserable and unlikable really deserve anything more?"
>There's an eerie stillness as you process her words, no longer able to filter them out
>Icy hands relocate themselves to the sides of your head
>"Look at me."
>She forces your face to meet hers
>You couldn't bare looking at her, clamping your eyes shut
>There's that deep, slow chortle again
>"Can't stand to face me, hmm? Can't say I blame you, I too would hide if I were so pathetic. Not a single shred of confidence in your body. Just a waste of space."
>Relieved of the excess body weight, the door closes leaving you to darkness.

>>25767904
Go on

>>25767904
Go on, I like this.

>>25764068
Good thing that she has Chad for protection.

>>25764862
Or maybe freaking out briefly before being soothed by hormones, followed by bonding.

>>25765972
Of course. Here's a couple of recent examples,
http://pastebin.com/6DT4tXbg
http://pastebin.com/ym0WgtVv

>>25764256
And more you shall receive.

>>25764862
My favorites are cute and comfy, I really like writing cuddling scenes.

>>25764503
>means a lot from someone this good.
And that means a lot to me man, thank you.


>>25764068
>You get your bearings while Chad rolls himself some cigarettes, peering around at the white walls and looking for landmarks.
>It takes just a second to realize you’re not too far off from where you need to be, you’re in Science Section AB, just outside the professors’ offices.
>The hallway to your left is lined with the offices in question, polished wood makes up the flooring since it’s an older part of the building.
>The walls have plenty of posters depicting different scientific facts up on them, along with portraits of various successful alumni.
>You already know that the hallway to your right is a no go, it’ll take you through the proper lobby, where students tend to congregate nearly as much as the Atrium.
>You sigh and rub your hooves against your head, fixing your mane up and massaging away the pain.
“Wait…”
>You pat the top of your head, right between your ears.
>There’s only mane there.
“Someone stole my fucking hat!”
>Chad looks up from his finished cigarette, surprised.
>He tucks it away.
>”Really? I could have sworn you put it in your pocket before we walked through the crowd.”
>You stuff your hoof into each of your jacket pockets in turn and feel around.
>No hat, but you feel something plastic in your right pocket, it rattles when your hoof knocks against it.
>You frown and dig at it.
“Fuckin’ hooves… God. Damnit.”
>You stomp and snort.
>Chad chuckles.
>You glare at him.
>Another go.
>You try and try, pushing the rattling plastic thing whatever the fuck around.
>But it just won’t budge.
>Fucking.
“F-FUCK.”

>>25772974
>Up on your hind legs and leaning against the wall, you put both your fore hooves to work, pushing on either side of this plastic thing in your pocket.
>It still doesn’t work.
>”You want some hel-“
“EASY PEASY."
>You hop up and down and jump around, bucking every which way.
>Chad backs away to avoid your hooves, hands up.
>”Dude, calm down.”
>Snort and stomp again, you squint angrily at your pocket.
>”Let me get that out for you.”
“…Fine.”
>You stand up on your hind legs so that Chad can reach your pockets easier.
>He reaches in and feels around a bit, you hear what sounds like a Velcro strap being undone.
>So that’s what was fucking holding it in.
>Chad frowns, pulling out a little clear pill bottle.
>There’s 4 little white tablets inside.
“A creep and half.”
>”What do you want me to do with them?”
>You sigh and wave your hoof dismissively.
“Just… Put it back in my pocket. I’ll find a place to dump them. Now that I think about it, I still have to dump the Pon-E that’s in my bottle of acetaminophen.”
>Chad shrugs and obliges.
>”How the fuck did the OC even sneak that in there? You already had the hoodie on when he offered up the bottle and he never got anywhere near you after that.”
>You sigh and shake your head.
“He’s the fucking OC. Knowing him, he already has so many of these fucking pills he just put an extra bottle in there KNOWING I’d fucking say no when he offers.”
>”Sounds about right.”
>You wait while Chad rolls up one last ciggy.
>Chad’s always been the best at it, never too much or too little tobacco.

>>25772983
>He rolled it nice and tight every time too.
>Chad catches you watching, and holds the rollie out to you.
>”You want it?”
>You smile and nod.
“Sure.”
>The cig is pretty much done, just needs that last touch.
>Chad holds up the flap for you to lick, and presses it down once it’s done.
>You nab the finished cigarette in your mouth and tuck it into your pocket.
“Thanks.”
>The both of you head down the left hallway, through the science offices.
>”Well, some fucking cunt stole your hat. Wasn’t that the one you got from your girlfriend last year?”
>You sigh at the thought.
“Yep.”
>Chad smirks.
>”Only good thing you got out of that bitch.”
>You laugh and grin.
“Damn fucking straight. It really was a good hat though, RIP. I climbed Otterslide Mountain with that hat, remember?”
>Chad nods, casually stealing thumb tacks from notice boards as he walks along.
>”I remember. That was the trip with the bear that stole our packs right? Jesus, that hat was a survivor.”
“Hell yeah. We shot the shit out of that fucking bear.”
>He laughs and points a finger at you.
>”I shot the shit out of that bear, YOU watched.”
>You smirk and point right back with a hoof.
“With MY thirty ought yeah. Because the bear made off with YOURS.”
>Chad shakes his head, smiling.
>”I still can’t believe that hat actually made it out alive, literally all of our extra clothes and gear was torn to shreds, nothing but your hat and my gun was fucking spared.”
>You and Chad share a laugh at the memory, and then you both groan, remembering how hard it was to carry the bear back out without your packs.

>>25769678
I'm kind of torn on whether I want to write something about changelings some time. Still have to finish this first of course.


Goodnight PTFG.

>>25772983
Chad is the best at lung cancer

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>>25773284
>>25773290
Nice.

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>>25773315
Nice

>>25773284
>>25773290
Sweet. She looks happy about what's happening. You've been doing great things recently, Sential.
Is it just me or does the wrist in the first image look wrong?

>>25773007
>>Chad nods, casually stealing thumb tacks from notice boards as he walks along.
Made me giggle. It was nice to see some of Anon and Chad's history together.

>>25773009
You have no idea how much skill it requires.
I buy my P&S 100s, thought about rolling my own, but I can't be bothered.


In related news, working on a SL for the Buggy holidays.

Delivery in around an hour.

>>25774767
>You're Fem Nonnymous.
>A student at an Industry School.
>Graphical Design branch.
>It's almost Christmas.
>Last few weeks, and your school is under reconstruction, after a gas valve blew up and destroyed a water pipe, flooding the dressing rooms.
>So, you got your Christmas holiday early.
>You're sitting at your favourite café, with a coke and a cigarette in the ashtray.
>You're enjoying the fact that you don't have to go to school any time soon.
>Opposite to you is sitting your long time friend.
>Non, Anonymous.
>He's been acting a little odd, after his return from his holidays.
>A good bit more than odd.

>>25774868
>"So how is school?" He asks, smiling slightly.
"Pretty good. We had a small accident with a water pipe, the entire basement has been flooded. The old building doesn't take kindly to that, so they have to fix everything over the course of the holidays."
>Your friend chuckles. "Well, don't drown in your free time."
"God damn it, Non."
>He chuckles. "In all seriousness, did you see the news?"
"No, hadn't had the time to do that." You say, and light a new cigarette.
>"The island I've been on the holidays at has been taken over by aliens."
You raise your eyebrow. "Non, have you been drinking again? Ayy lmao? Seriously?"
>He nods. "Just turn on any kind of a radio, television, even if you open your web browser. The media are full of it. I'm surprised you hadn't caught up yet. I've heard two of them destroyed an entire strike squadron, and tore apart an Abrams."
"I'm not the one to take on mass media."
>"You're a conspiracy nut, Fem. This is a first contact. And it's a disaster."
"Why did you leave so early? You were supposed to be there a week longer."
>"I don't know, had an itch, if you know what I mean. As if a bug bit me."
"Instincts, and itches. You hadn't changed a single bit." You say and chuckle.
>"Yeah, nice seeing you, I gotta jet. See you around!"
>Non pays for your drinks and leaves.
>You're sitting in the café, facing a half empty glass of coke.
>The evening light shines through the window, and the air inside is warm and clouded by cigarette smoke.

>>25774871
>When you leave the café, it's already early night.
>Even though it's around four in the afternoon.
>Damn daylight savings.
>You walk the snow filled streets, street lamps illuminating the pavement in a warm orange light.
>Where the street lamps can't reach with their light, the smoldering orange tip of your cigarette does.
>The evening air is cold and shrilling.
>You walk past a dark alleyway.
>What was that?
>It sounds like a kid crying.
>You turn back and enter the alley.
>Damn, the lights aren't working.
>You pull out your lighter.
>Click
>The flame crackles to life.
>The lighter allows you to see a little, though the alleyway remains pitch black.
"H-hello?" You shout.
>The sniffing and crying stops.
>"I-I'm here!"
>You take in a lung full from the cigarette, breathing out a cloud of gray smoke.
>Be brave, Fem!
>You walk to the source of the sound.
>You see the source of the sound.
>A four legged, black thing...
>You recoil back at the sight, just to be hit with something blunt on the back of your head.
>You feel yourself falling to the ground.
>You hit the floor with a thud.
>Your eyelids are closing on their own.
>The cigarette falls down, and is squashed by a black hoof with holes in it.
>"Tell the Queen we're on our way with the subject!"
>The world then fades to black.

>>25774881
Pastebin here. http://pastebin.com/qpukKfEz
More tomorrow.

>>25774868
>Opposite to you is sitting your long time friend.
>Non, Anonymous.

Let the buggy date rape begin.

>>25774881
Interesting. I wonder what they want with her.

Which would you rather be PTFG:

>A new born filly, having to go through your young life only to die in a tragic accident on your 21st birthday
Or
>A fully grown, mature mare ready to get rutted by every stallion in sight but you are doomed to die during child birth

>>25776360
I'll choose the latter option and then avoid all stallions.

>>25773830
It probably needs to be turned a little ways because that angle would be painful. Not too bad, though.

>>25774881
Are you the changeling writefag of prophecy? And people said this general was dead. Faggots don't have any patience.

Eagerly awaiting more of the story about bugpone overlords

>>25776552
Bugpones are going to team up with someone against the filthy apes. Not going to give out too much, though.

Thanks you lovely spergs for the support. I'll go light a cigar and get my love rations.

>>25776360
Well the first isn't really TF, so...

>>25776834
But you still become a little filly, isn't that what you've always wanted Anon?

>>25776893
No.

I just always wanted to fit in. To feel belonging. To have an cute OC like everyone else. Make some good internet friends.Have people enjoy my company as much as I enjoy theirs. Play games, share music and experiences together. Be involved with my friends as we all draw our silly OCs together in funny situations. Praise and compliment each other. Being emotionally supportive. To be best buds. Bros for life. Just... to have a friends. Something worth living for.

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>>25776360
the former, 21 years is a good amount of time to fully enjoy the pony

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>>25774871
>cigarette
>"You're a conspiracy nut"
You're one cheeky little fucker I'll give you that.

>>25776360
>Become fully grown mare.
>Tubal litigation so no babbies.
>???
>Become immortal slutty mare of legend.


Update later tonight.

>>25777130
>>Tubal litigation
>Implying such a thing exists in equestria
You could always "miscarriage" if you get pregnant.

>>25777172
>Crushing the fetus inside you with your own unicorn magic
>Getting so good at the spell that you occasionally cast it on pregnant mares as a prank

#yoloswag

>>25772974
snuggling and cuddling are op as fuck

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>>25777130
Thank you, I try my best.

https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1yKPJ1tecIh21WEwazHrhb7jUBoTHVD3l5IVtOYnyoT8/preview
Here are the entries in Twisted Spectrum's recent TF story contest.

>>25778801
Watch as I read none of them

>>25778826
Have fun.

>>25778920
I always do m8.

>>25777233
I can't think of a safer way to perform an abortion.
Oh, wait. I can. Get rid of the fucking embryo before it becomes a fetus, whose crushed corpse the body might fail to get rid of.

>>25777233
Until Celestia catches you and unbirths you as punishment.

>>25779829
>implying that would be a bad thing
>implying that would be punishment

>>25774890
And now added to the google doc.

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>>25777172
>>25777233
>>25779365
Now that I think of it, horses can self abort anyway.

>>25778730
I've got my fucking eye on you.

>>25773007
>You feel…
>Nice.
>You’d always liked this part of the university, the polished wood flooring and the warm colors really put you at ease.
>It was always quiet too, nothing but your footsteps and your own thoughts.
>Well, hoofsteps now, your hooves clipped and clopped along.
>But that was fine, you’d come to like the sound of your hooves too, you let it resonate easy in the depths of your mind.
>A different drum track to your thoughts, quite a bit different from the one before.
>But it wasn’t unwelcome, in fact it was good to get a change and see the world from wholly new perspective.
>You peer around at the portraits on the walls.
>There was a certain atmosphere to this building, a feeling of study, rumination and history.
>”You nerding out again?”
>You shake your head and snap back to reality.
>Chad’s staring down at you, a little grin tugging at the corners of his mouth.
>You smile back, a little embarrassed, ears flopping down.
“Yeah pretty much.”
>Chad nods and whips out his phone.
>”Write something down this time.”
>You chuckle and look around.
>Offices, clean and proper, filled with knowledge and innovators.
>There, you knew, countless learners have spent endless nights studying and doing research.
>Advancing the scope of mankind.
>You certainly weren’t a science buff of any calibre, but you could understand the sentiment.
>You knew from talking with Chad that it was the same drive that kept arts students awake writing and reading.
>The same drive that got business students crunching numbers and working out models.
>Ambition.
>That was what this place was.

>>25781032
>A quiet Ambition, steadily propelling itself through the ocean that is knowledge.
>The smell of paper, the sound of innumerable pens scratching throughout the years, and more recently, the sound of a computer fan whirring with keyboard clacking.
>You took a big whiff of your surroundings, and your new nose could smell things your old one never noticed.
>That slight scent of ink, the hint of coffee.
>Your ears perked and you heard the Ambition in the voices around you.
>Students chattering, excitedly relaying extraordinary new ideas to their professors over a desk.
>Professors exclaiming and congratulating, their tone a mix of surprise, wonder and contentment.
>It was all there for you to sense.
>Smiling, you ease back into yourself.
>Chad is chuckling beside you, scrolling through his phone.
“So, what are they saying on Twitter about us?”
>Still laughing, Chad lowers his phone so that you can see.
>First up is a video.
>It’s you and Chad, walking through the snow.
>From what you can tell, some girl in the library filmed it, through the window down into the campus yard.
>She’s whispering encouragement as you struggle along through the snow.
>”C’mon Keyboard Masher, you got this. Don’t give up little pony!”
>The girl even gasps when you slip on the snow and bump into Chad.
>”Oh gosh! C’mon Keyboard, you don’t need his help, do it!”
>Of course, you oblige, Chad WAS busting your balls after all.
>You push off of him and trudge on.
>The video cuts off with the girl whooping and hollering before being shushed by the librarian.
“ ‘What a trooper! #stubbornpony #keyboardmasher’ “
>You laugh and Chad brings up a picture.
>This time, it’s from when you got to the Atrium and first laid eyes on the enormous crowd of people waiting for you.
>Your eyes are wide open, mouth gaping with your ears straight up.

>>25781041
“ ‘She’s so adorable when she’s surprised! #keyboardmasher’ Yeah, fucking surprised sounds about right.”
>Next is just a slew of cute pictures from when you were talking to Chad in the Atrium entryway.
“That it?”
>Chad laughs.
>”Naw there’s another hashtag growing now, #wheresherhat.”
“What? They noticed?”
>Chad shrugs, just as surprised as you.
>”Yeah. They noticed. They’re searching for it, scanning through videos trying to find one where the person who stole it can be seen. I mean shit dude, you’re on 4chan now.”
>You stop dead in your tracks, brow perked.
“Are they drawing porn of me?”
>There’s a pause, Chad seems a bit off balance.
>”Y-yeah. There’s some porn out there… But the important thing is that they’re trying to figure it out too. Mostly to dox them and send them pizzas, but they’re looking nonetheless.”
>You sigh and shake your head.
“If I actually do get it back, then that hat is going to outlast me for sure.”
>Back to trotting.
>The both of you turn off into the last hallway.
>There it is.
>The submission boxes.
>All the way down at the end, past the offices and printing rooms, right beside the security desk.
>You pump a hoof in the air.
“Fuck yeah. Let’s get this shit done and go.”


Done for tonight. Be lurking.

>>25781050
Really nice
>“Are they drawing porn of me?”
If only we were.

>>25782310
>and then conrad killed himself
>the end

trigger warning: anthro

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>>25784786
I like it.
Except >you're homework

>>25784808
But you are homework

>>25784814
Ponies at Celestia's school for whatever are each issued with a human to take home over the weekend. They're tasked with turning him into a pony. Prettiest mare wins.

>>25784881
...And the ideas form. I don't want to write another story, damn you Anon.

>>25785155
You know you do really, that can be your homework.

>>25784786
Am I the only one who sees that the wing are missing in some panels? Great "continuity".

>>25781032
>Now that I think of it, horses can self abort anyway.
Bullshit. You probably mean "spontaneously abort", i. e. "miscarry".

>>25785195
They're not missing, just rapidly transforming into and out of existence.

Oy! Off page nine you git!

A million years later, I finally wrote another thing:

>As soon as the door latches shut, Nullity turns her gaze back to you with a loving smile.
“Good job Lil Sis! I’m so proud of you.”
>She trots right up to you and gives you a quick hug around the neck, followed by a gentle kiss on the forehead.
>You try returning the same smile back to her, yet you could feel deep down that there was definitely something not quite right about Nullity, and whatever it was, it made you uneasy.
“Oh my goodness! That’s right!” Nullity exclaims with a look of remembrance.
“You must be super-duper hungry, huh Lil Sis?”
“Uh…” is all you can manage to voice.
“I know I was about to start making something for you before Nurse Reinhold showed up. Hehe…does my baby sister want some applesauce pancakes?”
>Even though you just chomped down on five apples, just the mention of pancakes is enough to make your tummy rumble again.
“I heard that Silly Filly.”
>Nullity looks down at you with an almost motherly gaze.
“Why don’t I go whip up the batter so your poor widdle tummy doesn’t have to starve anymore. Wanna come watch Lil Sis?”
>Even though a small bit of trepidation was starting to take shape in the back of your mind about the whole reality of your situation, just the thought of cooking was enough to ease you just a little bit.
>Even though you weren’t all that great at cooking, it was always something you wanted to develop as a hobby.
“I’d love to Big Sis.”
>After all, who could ever say no to food, especially when it’s free?

>As Nullity starts to walk towards the kitchen, you stand up and follow close-behind.
“Applesauce pancakes…why does it feel like I’ve had those before? They sound REALLY good right now."

>>25789009

“That’s cuz they’re your favorite food, and mine too Lil Sis. I always looooove cooking up breakfast for meals, even if it’s for lunch or dinner. And, since you’ve been out, I figured I’d make a special treat for my special widdle sister. It’s been like forever since I’ve cooked them for ya and I usually make them for special occasions. Hehe…don’t they sound super yummy Lil Sis?”
>It’s true. They did sound really good.
>You couldn’t remember if ponies could eat something like pancakes, but considering the fact that you could speak English, that a pony could fly, that you’re somehow in Equestria, that magic exists, and that you’ve changed gender and species, ponies eating pancakes didn’t sound too outlandish.
>You even giggle a little at the thought as you remembered all those times on 4chan.
>Especially that time about that whole pancake fetish with Twilight…
“What’re you giggling about Silly Filly?”
>Nullity’s interjection immediately snaps you out of your train of thought as you realize the two of you have entered the kitchen.
“I…”
>Holy Guacamole!
>Your eyes go wide and you can almost feel your jaw drop.
>You’re nearly speechless with what you’re seeing.
>What sat before you almost looked like a five-star kitchen.
>The kitchen itself was larger than the living room.
>You could see two kitchen islands sitting in the center of the room, with space in-between them.
>They were both firmly attached to the ground and had solid oak for décor, which was very similar in appearance to the solid oak flooring.
>One island had four dark-brown, cushioned chairs sitting in front of it.
>The island itself supported a smooth black marble counter piece right on top of it.
>You could see four white plates on this island with red cloth napkins neatly folded on top of them.
>Silverware sat neatly situated next to the plates.

>>25789028

>The other island had a simple wooden-top with no marble finishing, although it did have a stainless-steel stovetop situated in the center of it.
>There was also some cooking utensils on one side of the stove-top, with a stainless-steel oven fan hanging right above.
>Directly behind that island, however, was a wall filled with a bunch of wooden cabinets and pantries.
>Black marble stretched out all across the countertop, with a beautiful stainless-steel sink sitting right in the middle.
>Hues of beige, tan, and dark red marble tile stretched across this wall.
>The center of the wall, which sat behind the sink, displayed a giant glass window that gave way to a panoramic view of the outside.
>The black marble countertop around the sink supported a few flowers and other cooking utensils, as well as some groceries that were still bundled up in shopping bags.
>The wall to your right also had oak cabinets, as well as a giant stainless-steel two-door refrigerator, with two stainless-steel ovens and a microwave built into the wall.
>You could also see a stainless-steel dishwasher at the far end of the wall, but not much else.
>The left wall was just beige in color, but hung several more photos and other knickknacks all across it.
>Three small orange light fixtures hung from the ceiling above the island with the chairs, while built-in ceiling lights sat situated over the island with the stovetop, as well as over the sink by the window.

>Overall, this kitchen was absolutely amazing!
>If you were ever going to learn how to cook, this would have been the kitchen of your dreams.
>Who wouldn’t love to learn how to cook in a kitchen such as this?
>Still though, how on Earth did you two manage to have a kitchen this luxurious?
>At least where you were from, anything that was stainless-steel was always super costly, especially with having a kitchen designed to be this fancy.
>How could you and Nullity even afford something like this?

>>25789040

>This house was nowhere near as fancy as the kitchen, and the kitchen itself didn’t even match the designs of the rest of the house.
>Plus, if you were in Equestria, how did ponies have human-based technology in the form of cooking equipment that looked to be purchased from someplace like Lowe’s or Home Depot?
>Technically speaking, you did remember seeing kitchens in some episodes of the show, such as at the Cake’s home, but never have you seen anything this fancy.
>Plus, how the heck were ponies supposed to use cooking utensils with their hooves if they weren’t unicorns?
>You hadn’t even seen a television set, let alone a computer in the house, so none of this was completely adding up.

“Yoo hoo! You okay there Silly Filly?”
>You gently shake your head and shift your gaze back to Nullity’s.
>She was looking at you with what looked to be playful curiosity.
“Uh…heh…heh…sorry Big Sis. I’m just really surprised we have a kitchen like this. It’s absolutely beautiful.”
“Well of course we have this kitchen Silly. Don’t you remember?”
“Uh...sorta…”
>Her look starts to shift to one of concern as you notice her staring intently at you.
“I mean…I always wanted to cook in a kitchen like this. I’m just surprised we could even afford something like this. Do we really make that much money?”
>You start fidgeting around on your hooves, becoming a little more uneasy with the look that Nullity was expressing, even if it was one out of concern.
“Mmm…you don’t ever remember cooking with me in this kitchen?”
>Oh no. What do you say?
>Your eyes dart to your left, and then to your right, and you look at her as if you were shrugging with uncertainty.
“I uh…think I have…I just…”
>You close your eyes and try to think as hard as you can, hoping some kind of memory will surface to your conscious mind.

>>25789058

>But as seconds pass, the only thing that does come to mind is that you’ve always wanted to learn how to cook in a kitchen such as this, but never have you actually done so.
>Try as you might, you just cannot remember doing anything with Nullity prior to waking up here…aside from that one dream…
>Your eyes open and you see Nullity looking at you with concern, waiting for a response.
>Her look, and suddenly remembering that dream, is enough to actually make you shiver a little.
“Aww…it’s okay Lil Sis.”
>Nullity smiles again with motherly warmth and puts her left hoof against your forehead.
“Big Sis is here for you.”
>She pauses for a moment, putting a little bit of pressure against your forehead here and there.
“Oh you poor thing. You’re feeling a little warm.”
>You weren’t feeling sick; you just had a small headache from trying to remember memories that didn’t exist…at least to the best of your knowledge.
>Nullity opens her arms around you and gives you a tight hug.
>You fidget a little, but hug her back and accept her loving embrace.
>Regardless of who she was, she still had a habit of making you feel a little better doing that, even if you were still unsure about her.

>You each let go of one another and Nullity takes a few steps back.
“Even if Nurse Reinhold said you were doing fine just from your physical examination, I still think it’s possible you might be feeling a little unwell since you’ve woken up. I mean, you haven’t eaten a lot Lil Sis, so that might be what’s making you feel under the weather. Poor thing.”
>There is some truth to what she’s saying.
>After all, not eating much of anything can make anyone feel dizzy and weak.
>But you knew that that wasn’t what was making you feel strange.
>It was the fact that Nullity might literally be that girl.
>And if she was…well…

>>25789074

“I dunno, but I might schedule that appointment sooner with Dr. Wilhelm just to make sure there’s nothing wrong. It’s probably nothing and you’re probably just malnourished, but I just wanna make sure there’s nothing wrong with my baby sister. Here…”
>Nullity walks over and scoots one of the island chairs back and makes a motion for you to come over.
“Why don’t you come and sit down for a little bit Lil Sis?”
>You slowly walk over and sit on your rear like you always do when you sit in a chair.
“Huh? Hee hee…why are you sitting like that Silly Filly? You look silly, you silly pony you.”
“Uh…”
>You look down at your legs and realize that you actually kinda looked a little awkward sitting like that as a pony.
>Not only that, but you could see your…uh…female parts down there and that…uh…well…you didn’t really wanna look at them.
>You look back at Nullity with a look of embarrassment and quickly shift around in your chair, trying to imitate the sitting posture of ponies when you would see them sit in the show.
>Nullity starts giggling at what you’re doing, but as soon as you’re satisfied with how you should sit, Nullity suddenly moves her right hoof up and boops you on your muzzle.
>You scrunch a quick, embarrassed glare at her, but doing so only makes her giggle harder.
“You really are Big Sis’s silly little filly, you know that Silly Filly?”
>An awkward sigh escapes your mouth and you’re left sitting there as Nullity walks around the kitchen island to where the groceries and other cooking utensils were.
“Why don’t you go ahead and relax right there Lil Sis? You’ve already been through a lot. I can make this batch just fine. Let Big Sis take care of her Lil Sis.”
>You try forcing a loving smile back to her.
“Sure thing Big Sis. I actually wanna watch you cook. There nothing more soothing than watching someone cook something that’s super yummy.”

>>25789095

“That’s the spirit! You just relax there and I’ll have this batch made in a jiffy!”
“Sure, no problem. Take your time Big Sis. I’m not going anywhere.”
>You tried to sound normal and upbeat to her, yet…internally, you weren’t feeling it.
>Technically speaking, you were attached to her.
>No one had ever been as kind and loving to you as she was, yet after your meeting with Nurse Reinhold, you could definitely tell there was something more to Nullity.
>Whatever that something was, it didn’t feel like it was warm and friendly.
>How does she interact with others when you’re not around?
>Is she as cheery and upbeat with others as she is with you, or does she show a different side of herself like when she displayed those quick glares to Nurse Reinhold?

“Alrighty. There we are! We’ve got all the ingredients and supplies, so let’s start making the batter!”
>She’s smiling to you as she says this and turns to start measuring out the ingredients.
>You keep trying to give that reassuring smile to her, but your mind is elsewhere.
>Come to think of it though, how is she able to, or rather, how are you two able to cook as ponies when you’re both pegasi?
>You watch Nullity with a bit of curiosity as she tries to measure out the flour and sugar with a measuring cup and with tablespoons.
>Somehow, she’s able to do so with careful coordination without spilling anything.
>How can she do that though?
>Don’t you need hands to grip a measuring cup and a tablespoon?
>How the heck can she hold them with her hooves?
>She’s standing on her hind legs leaning forward on the island by supporting herself with one hoof and using her other hoof to grip the utensils.
>No seriously…they should fall right out of her hooves.
>Even if you lived in Equestria, you had to guess that gravity was at least still a thing.
>Then again, magic does exist here…but…no…that still doesn’t make sense.

>>25789112

>You furrow your head into your arms in frustration for a few seconds and look back up, seeing Nullity lost in her cooking.
>Truth be told, nothing about the entirety of this situation made any sense. There’s just no way.
>You move your right hoof and hold the pink-hearted necklace out in front of you face.
>There is literally no way you could be transported to another world.
>There is no way you could change from male to female in an instant.
>There is no way you could change from a human to a talking pegasus pony.
>There is no way that magic can physically exist and violate the laws of physics.
>There is no way you could transfer out of one life and into another in just a quick flash like that.
>You let go of the necklace and let it dangle from your neck, staring at Nullity as your mind starts replaying the series of events leading up to how you got here.

>It’s hard to comprehend it since you certainly don’t feel like that right now, but you were horribly depressed and you were literally going to kill yourself.
>No one ever actually loved you in your old life…that much is certain.
>Especially at your job…everyone hated you and you hated them…which is strange because the feeling of hatred seems so alien right now.
>Nullity nearly made that feeling wash right out of you and replaced it with a bunch of warmth and love…or at least tried to and is still trying to.
>You see her adding in milk and vegetable oil, giving you quick loving glances while quietly preparing the batter.
>It was really cozy and quiet inside and it did help a little in easing your stress, which you guess was what Nullity was trying to do, but you still couldn’t help your mind from wandering.
>Even if you no longer were feeling hatred, you couldn’t deny the fact that you hated yourself and your old life to the point where you were actively feeling suicidal.

>>25789124

>You were always engaging in risky behavior, such as driving too fast, eating poorly, and even playing Russian Roulette one or two times.
>Yet the riskiest behavior you engaged in, which finally caught up with you, was foolishly and carelessly exploring the deep web.
>That led you to getting caught by that one strange jerk-off.
>Dr. Money.
>You almost shiver a little at just the thought of his name.
>Somehow, he was responsible for how you ended up here.
>That guy in himself made no sense to you.
>He threatened to harm you if you didn’t obey him, yet he wanted to make you happy.
>Why?
>Why would any kidnapping lunatic want to make their victims happy?
>What was the purpose in kidnapping you and sending you to this world?
>Ignoring how he was able to do it, what would be his motivation?
>He talked about wanting to improve people’s lives and to bring so-called untold happiness to everyone, but how would sending you to Equestria accomplish that?
>Was his goal to do that to everyone?
>No, that wouldn’t make any sense.
>Not everyone would want to be a cute and colorful talking pony and that itself seems unrealistic.
>Besides, would you actually ever want all of humanity to be transported to Equestria?
>Just the thought almost makes you want to gag.
>But how could sending just you to Equestria bring happiness to everyone?
>Was it because no one would have to see you again?
>No, that doesn’t make sense either.
>Dr. Money did say there were several other participants…
>Oh.
>Oh no.
>You feel the fur on your spine start to stand up, but you try your best to keep your cool and not disturb Nullity from her cooking.
>Are there others like you in this world?
>She wouldn’t happen to be one of those people, would she?
>No…that seems even less of a possibility.
>If anything, she seemed to more than likely be that girl from that dream.
>But if she really is her, does that mean you’ve just been dreaming all along?

>>25789134

>This could all very well be a dream right now, but why does everything seem so realistic?
>You press your right hoof against your left one, and then against your muzzle; your eyes going cross-eyed as you do so.
>No, that definitely felt real.
>You could feel the fluffy sensation of petting super soft fur, and you could also feel yourself being touched by your hoof.
>You take a deep breath and hold it for a few moments, and then you exhale.
>The air was still very fresh.
>You could even start to smell the ingredients and the batter as Nullity continued cooking.
>You also begin to notice Nullity humming that special tune again as she started stirring the batter.
>That tune…what did it mean?
>Why did it make you feel strange?
>It was beautiful to listen to, but there was a feeling of eeriness to it.
>WHO THE HECK IS NULLITY?!?
>Is she that girl from your dream?
>Although it wasn’t directly stated when Nurse Reinhold was around, you can pretty much assume that your “accident” was drowning in a lake and going into a coma because of it.
>But how did your accident happen?
>In your dream, you were walking with that girl and socializing with her before you ended up at that lake.
>You saw that reflection in the water and she was pointing down at it while tears were starting to form in her eyes.
>And…and…you briefly saw her grab you and push you in…
>That girl pushed you into the lake.
>Did Nullity do that to you too?

>Nullity’s humming was filling the room as you saw her place a frying pan on the countertop stove.
>She was adding a little bit of cooking oil to the pan.
>You saw her turn on the stove and heard that all-too-familiar sparking sound as blue luminescent flames shot out from underneath the pan.
>She then went to grab a ladle and used it to pour out the first pancake on the pan.
>Despite the wonderful aroma of pancake batter filling the kitchen, you were becoming more and more unsettled.

>>25789153

>Why…why would that girl push you into the lake?
>Why would she do such a thing?
>You two were so close, yet she had the power to try to…kill…you.
>…to kill you…
>Those three words start playing in your head over and over again.
>…to kill you…to kill you…to kill you…
>You saw Nullity get out a second frying pan from a cupboard and you saw her place it on the stove.
>She turned a dial and you could hear that sparking sound rattling from underneath the pan.
>…to kill you…
>Flames shoot out from underneath it.
>Nullity added some more oil onto it and gently poured out another pancake on top of it, while flipping the other one with a black spatula.
>That sizzling sound…that humming…to kill you…to kill you…
>NO!

“STOP IT STOP IT STOP IT! STOP THAT GOD-AWFUL HUMMING. JUST FREAKING STOP IT! I CAN’T TAKE IT ANYMORE!”
>Nullity instantly drops the utensils she was holding and stares back at you in confused shock.
“JUST STOP IT! JUST PLEASE STOP IT! I DON’T WANNA HEAR IT ANYMORE!”
>You saw her ears droop to her sides and tears forming in her eyes, but you didn’t care.
>You were terrified of her.
“L-Lil Sis, I…”
“WHY DID YOU PUSH ME INTO THAT LAKE? WHY DID YOU DO THAT?!?
>You could have sworn you saw her jump back in surprise, like your words had just struck a blow to her.
>Her eyes open wide and her pupils dilate, trying to stammer some kind of a response.
“I…I…”
“ANSWER ME! WHY DID YOU PUSH ME INTO THAT WATER? WHY DID YOU DO SUCH A THING? HOW COULD YOU DO SUCH A THING?”
“B-But I-I…”
“DO YOU KNOW THE AMOUNT OF SUFFERING AND PAIN I’VE DEALT WITH BECAUSE OF IT?!?”
>You’re shouting hysterically, shaking both in fear and in anger you previously hadn’t felt towards her.
“ALL OF THE HARDSHIPS I’VE HAD TO FACE…ALL OF THE PEOPLE WHO’VE TRIED TO HURT ME…ALL OF THE MENTAL ANGUISH I’VE HAD TO ENDURE…ALL OF THE…ALL OF THE…”

>>25789175

>You break down into hysterics and once again start crying your eyes out.
“H-How c-could you do that to muh…muh…me Nullity? Y-You’re my sister… *sniff*
>You cry even harder and through your bawling, you saw Nullity breaking down and crying her heart out too.
>She’s not saying anything save for crying, but she looks like someone who had just had their
heart shattered.
>Yet even with the painful blow you just dealt her, she starts running around the island towards you.
>Nonononononono…
“STAY AWAY FROM ME!”
>You tilt backwards and fall right out of your chair.
>The side of your head banged against the wooden floor as your whole body fell on its side.
“LIL SIS!”
>You could have sworn you saw stars and aside from a roaring headache you just now gave yourself, you saw Nullity gallop right towards you.
>Even though she was still sniffling and tears were pouring from her eyes, she collapsed on the floor and held your head up on her lap.
“L-Lil Sis…please…please be okay…please be okay…B-Big S-S-Sis is h-here for y-y-you…”
>Yet she only cries harder and crouches down on your head, gently rubbing and kissing it as her tears soaked your frizzled mane.
>She sobs and holds you, trying to do whatever she can to help make the headache you just gave yourself go away.
>This goes on for several minutes as you quietly lay against her.
>Her cries eventually go from powerful sobs to sniffling tears, yet during the entire time that she held you like this, you kept your eyes closed.

>You soon fade into unconsciousness and in your dreamless sleep, you see periodic flashes of light here and there.
>Yet when you begin to stir, you realize you’re now on the couch in your living room.
>It was dark, save for the dull glowing light coming from a few small lights in the house.
>It looked like it was nighttime.
>You’re bundled up in blankets with your head gently resting against some kind of fluffy pillow.

>>25789191

>You could also feel some kind of cool, damp washcloth neatly folded against your forehead.
>Your head was still pounding, but if felt like the pain was starting to calm down just a little.
>To your side, however, was Nullity.
>Her head was leaning against your chest and you could see her arm wrapped over your tummy.
>Even though the couch wasn’t any bigger than a regular couch, you figured it could still support you two since you were both ponies.
>Still though, you’re not feeling that sudden fear that you felt earlier.
>Rather, you just feel exhausted and tired.
>Heck, you actually felt a little calm, even though Nullity was snuggled right up against you.
>You scan your eyes down and stare at her.
>She was sleeping, but you could see that her face was still a little stained from her tears.
>Her mane was just about as frizzled as yours was, but what really surprised you was the fact that she was clinging onto you while you were both sleeping.
>Why?
>You literally just yelled at her and accused her of trying to kill you…yet…why is she still here taking care of you?
>You could feel your ears droop as guilt starts coursing throughout your being.
>She still felt so warm and loving, and despite everything, it still feels really, really good to have her snuggling on you.
>How could you ever accuse your sister, who only wants to love and take care of you, of attempted murder?
>You try to shift and lean forward a little to give her a hug, but in doing so, you feel your washcloth slide right off your head and land right onto hers.
*plop*
>It’s enough to actually stir Nullity from her sleep.
“…mmmph…hmmmph…mmm…”
>You see her slowly pulling herself up off of you as she starts to open her beautiful hazel eyes.
>Regardless of who Nullity is or what had just happened, her eyes were still amazing to look at.
>Yet when she starts to wake a little more and sees you staring at her, her eyes go wide in excitement.
“LIL SIS! You’re okay!”

>>25789206

>She jumps up from her position and swings forward, with the washcloth being flung off to the floor, to give you what was perhaps one of the tightest hugs you ever felt.
“Oh thank goodness you’re okay!”
“H-How long have I been out?”
>She slowly releases you and scoots back a little with tears in her eyes.
>Her lips quiver and she starts sniffling before speaking.
“I-It’s only been a c-couple of h-hours.”
>A couple of hours? But that literally felt like the incident in the kitchen happened a second ago.
>Nullity’s voice is shaking as she continues speaking.
“I-I wuh…wanted to make sure that y-you weren’t hurt, s-so I placed you here and I’ve b-been here with you ever since.”
>She turns to look down at the floor and sniffles some more.
“E-Ever since your…your a-accident, I wanted to make sure I c-could nurse you back to health…and…seeing y-you hurt yourself like that…I couldn’t bear the thought of y-you going into another coma.”
>Oh God.
>What have you done?
“A-And…I didn’t want to l-lose y-you again.”
>She starts whimpering and you could see her glistening tears falling to the floor.
“I…I nuh-need you Lil Sis. I l-love you with all my h-heart. *sniffle* I can’t l-lose you. You’re my everything.”
>And just like that, she starts crying and wailing.
>You could feel your heart sinking into a bottomless pit of guilt.
>Of all the people who’ve made you feel hated and horrible about yourself, this is probably the worst you’ve ever felt.
>How on Earth could you ever yell at your sister like that?
>You lean forward and wrap your arms around her.
>You hold and rock with her, like how she’s done so with you when you’d have your crying fits.
>You’re even starting to cry a little for feeling horrible about yourself and for making your sister feel just as bad.
“I-I’m…suh…suh…sorry Big Sis. I’m sorry.”
>Saying those words nearly halts her crying to an abrupt stop.

>>25789223

“Whu-what’d you say?”
“I said that I’m sorry.”
>She wiggles from your clutch and looks at you in tearful confusion.
>You turn to your side as you start to speak, too grief-stricken to look her in the eye.
“I’m sorry for yelling at you. I’m sorry for accusing you of hurting me. I’m sorry I…”
“Oh Sweetie…”
>You almost yelp in surprise as Nullity swings forward to hug you for the millionth time.
>You look at her and you see her staring back at you with a tearful smile.
>You’re tearful too, yet your expression is one of pitiful sorrow.
“Don’t you even start saying that Sweetie. You did nothing wrong.”
“But that’s just the thing. I yelled at you and treated you like you were out to harm me. How could I, of all people, do that to you?
>Nullity wipes her hoof across her face as you continue talking.
“I just…listen. I wasn’t comfortable mentioning it when Nurse Reinhold was around cuz I was afraid she might think I was crazy.
>Nullity’s expression suddenly turns to thoughtful curiosity.
“Crazy? Why in Equestria would she think you’re crazy? Of course you’re not crazy Lil Sis.”
“Because…”
>You take in a deep breath, and then exhale.
“Because I’ve been lying to you in terms of what I remember.”
“Wha…”
>You raise your hoof in front of her to stop her from saying anything.
>She closes her mouth and watches you as you continue talking.
“Truthfully, I don’t remember doing anything here with you before I woke up from my coma. In my coma, I was dreaming that I was living a completely different life. I was someone entirely different. I lived in a completely different world. It was horrible. It was dark. I wanted out of it. You weren’t in any part of that world.”
>Nullity’s expression slowly changes to one of concern as she stares at you intently, trying to process every word you say.

>>25789243

“Yet the only time I do remember you was in a dream…or maybe it was a memory. I dunno. When I was out on the back porch while you were talking to Nurse Reinhold, I saw the backyard. That backyard was very similar to what I saw in that memory. You and I were walking through that stretch of land, except this house we’re living in wasn’t there. There were no buildings. What’s more is that you weren’t a pony, you were a human.”
>You pause to see if Nullity has anything to say, yet she doesn’t show any sign of a reaction.
>She just stares at you intently, never once questioning the logic of what you’re saying, even if she had never heard of humans.
>Still though, did she know what humans were?
“Anyways, we were just walking and talking about things, though I can’t remember what. As we kept walking, we came across this lake. You pointed at it and I walked over to it. I saw some kind of reflection in the water and I turned to notice you grabbing me by the shoulders. You were crying and when I turned to look into the water, I was pushed in. And before I knew it, I was suddenly living another life as a kid with a different family in that other world…the world I thought was real until I woke up from my coma and ended up here. And here you are again with me, only this time we’re both ponies. What I don’t understand, and what was frightening to me…aside from living that horrible life…was that I was pushed into the lake. Why did that happen? Furthermore, if we’ve actually been living this life this whole time and if my accident…my drowning in a lake…caused me to dream that horrible life, why can’t I remember anything about you or the life I have with you up until the moments that led to me drowning? Not only that, but did you push me into the water, or was it someone else? I just don’t know. It was a girl that kinda looked like you, except she wasn’t a pony. Yet nearly everything about her is very similar to you.

>>25789256

And that humming you sometimes do…there’s something about it that makes me feel strange. I don’t know why though. And for some reason, you’re like a long-lost relative I never thought I had, but so desperately wanted. That dream of getting pushed into the lake was and is the only thing I can remember about you before waking up from my coma. What’s even crazier is that dream continued to replay in my head throughout my old life…that I guess I somehow imagined while I was in a coma over and over again. And…I can’t explain it, but just the thought that you might have pushed me into that lake, for reasons I can’t even begin to grasp… that just really freaked me out and that’s why I lashed out at you earlier.”

>Nullity just silently stares at you the entire time you spoke, her posture and her gaze never once shifting as you spoke.
“I’m so terribly sorry for yelling at you Big Sis. I’m so very sorry. I feel utterly horrible doing that to you and I just want you to know, even if I don’t completely understand what’s going on, I still love you…even if I was pushed into that lake.”
“And I’ll always love you too Lil Sis.”
>She suddenly lunges forward and clings onto you, giving you the hundred millionth hug you’ve already received from her.
>You’re almost a little shocked that she’s doing that.
“So, you’re not mad at me?”
“Sweetie, how could I ever be mad at you? Even if you didn’t like me…even if you hated me, I’d still always love you.”
>And just like that, your heart was already starting to feel warm and mushy.
“And I’d always love you too Big Sis.”
>Nullity squeezes you tighter upon hearing that, and you do the same to her.
>After a few seconds of doing so, you both let go of one another as you begin to speak some more.
“So…now that that’s settled…that we know we’ll always love one another…can you tell me your side of the story? Can you tell me what you saw happen?”

>>25789277

>You see her sigh a little, but she looks at you reassuringly, as if to say that no matter how painful it would be to tell you what she saw happen, she would be able to do so.
“We were out in the backyard playing and having fun. It’s a place you and I love to explore. Since we both live out closer to nature, our backyard goes on for miles into the wilderness. In fact, when we don’t have ponies over and when we have our days off, we’d always hang out more back there than we would in here. We’d always do stuff in the backyard. We’d play games like hide and seek, tag, and even racing. Course, we’d race in the air cuz it’s just always so much more fun to fly than it is to run. You always loved flying up into the clouds and seeing the landscape below. I so loved doing that with you too. We fell in love with the scenery and started taking pictures. You wanted to start a collection of photos of Mother Nature to decorate the house with…and I loved having them in our house. It helped make the place feel even more scenic and welcoming to ponies who came to see us. One day, however…”
>You notice her tone changing from one of calmness to one of sorrow.
“…you wanted to see how far back the backyard went. We never went too far away from the house cuz we didn’t want to trespass on private property, or to risk getting hurt and getting lost. Yet you wanted to travel and explore and I could never say no to you, especially with the look of excitement you gave me when I said ‘Let’s do it!’ And so we did it. We flew a few miles from the house into the backyard wilderness and landed near a bunch of trees and bushes. Even though we could see the sky just fine, it almost felt like we were about to walk in a forest. It was very beautiful and nothing about it seemed scary. Until…”
>Nullity’s ears droop and she looks away from you.
>The hairs on your coat started to stand up as you could feel a sense of uneasiness radiating off of Nullity.

>>25789291

“Until…we got lost.”
>She looks back at you and you could’ve sworn you felt a sudden chill.
“Maybe you heard it while you were out on the porch, but there’s a stream or a river we can hear from here, yet it’s actually really far away from us. We never found it and even when we flew, we never did see it…but that’s also cuz we never flew too far in that direction. When we landed near that lovely vegetation, we heard that stream of water, but much closer. You wanted to go investigate and I had found some really beautiful flowers nearby that I wanted to snag some pictures of. I should have said no and stayed with you, but I let you do that. After about five or ten minutes, I called out for you, but I never heard a response. I panicked and flew up into the air, trying to see if I could spot your furry white fluff in all the greenery. But I couldn’t find you anywhere. Yet I saw the stream flowing out from somewhere near the trees and bushes and as soon as I saw it, I heard you screaming.”
>Tears start to trickle out of Nullity’s eyes.
“I immediately flew in the direction of the water and saw that it led to a big lake. There was splashing in the water and I noticed right away that was you. You never learned how to swim and by the time I dove down to ground level to get you, you were…you were…”
>Nullity starts to shake and tear as she says the next part of her sentence.
“You were floating on the surface of the water face-down. You were still. I pulled you out of there and did everything to get you to wake up. But you didn’t. Yet, I still felt a pulse and flew you as quickly as I could to the hospital here in Vanhoover.”
>Nullity forces herself to stop shaking and wipes her arm across her teary eyes, sniffling as she does so.

>>25789307

“Dr. Wilhelm was the one that saw you and diagnosed you with being in a coma. He warned that it was possible you might have never woken up, and that if you did, you might have lost portions of your memory. I begged him to let you stay here at home, and he agreed to that under the condition that one of his nurses, Nurse Reinhold, could stop by once a day to come and check up on you until you woke up. And a week later, you woke up, and here we are now.”
>She smiles at you again and gives you another long-drawn out hug, which you return back to her.
“I don’t know what happened to you or how exactly you ended up like that, but I’m just so happy that you’re okay and that you’re here with me right now. Even if you don’t remember everything, I’ll help ya get your memories back Lil Sis. It’s okay. Everything’s gonna be okay. Big Sis is here for you.”

>You two silently hug one another like this, gently rocking back and forth for several minutes.
>Your mind is completely lost in thought, desperately trying to process everything she’s just said.
>So Nullity wasn’t that girl.
>You almost breathe a sigh of relief.
>She didn’t push you into that lake.
>But who was that girl though?
>If Nullity wasn’t present during the entirety of that dream, then who was that girl that was with you?
>Come to think of it, were you a pony in that dream?
>Although you remember walking with her, you never actually saw yourself.
>You could’ve been a human…but you could have also very well been a pony too.
>Argh…you couldn’t remember.
>Regardless though, did Nullity’s side of the story verify that that dream was actually a memory that really happened?
>It seemed to flow chronologically with the events that happened in it.
>Yet, if all that really happened, does that mean your old life on Earth was nothing more than a bad dream?
>You still had so many questions you wanted to ask and get answers to.

>>25789318

>Your body, however, wanted to do something else.
>It wanted to sleep.

>You let out a quiet yawn and upon doing so, Nullity gently pulls herself from you.
“Daaawww…is a certain baby sister feeling sleepy?”
>Even after all that talking, Nullity’s still being affectionate towards you.
>She really does love you.
>There’s no way she could have been that girl.
>You yawn again before speaking.
“Maybe just a little. What time is it?”
“I think it’s about a quarter past ten.”
“You mean it’s bedtime?”
>You didn’t even think you could be out that long when you bumped your head.
>How could that much time pass so quickly?
“Hehe…yes, it’s bedtime Sweetie. And…”
>Nullity also starts to yawn.
“And I think it’s about time we get a little sleep. I mean, you’ve done a lot of sleeping, but with you having just bumped your head like that earlier, I think it’s still super duper important that you rest. While you were out, I also contacted Dr. Wilhelm to see if he’d have any sooner appointments available. He was booked all day tomorrow, but he said he could get us in the day after around 4:00 PM. He said you should rest, but if you felt up to it tomorrow, some exercise might also do you some good. We’ll see. For now though, we should get some sleep. We’ve been through a lot, don’t you think?”
>You nod at her and yawn once more.
>Upon doing so, you notice Nullity yawning right after you.
“You Silly Filly you. If you keep doing that, you’re gonna have me out in no time. Now scoot over before I fall asleep on top of ya.”
>You move back a little against the couch as Nullity moves to get herself underneath your blankets.
>She wiggles herself in right next to you and wraps an arm around you.
>You both turn to face and lock eyes with one another.

>>25789330

“I love you so very much Lil Sis. Oh so very much. Even though it was hard, thank you for being honest with me. I’m not mad. I still love you with all my heart. And I’m just happy you’re doing okay. I’m right here and I’m gonna protect you, you sweet thing you.”
“And I love you too Big Sis. I’m so happy I’m with you again. Thank you for everything you’ve done for me. And I’m so sorry about earlier. I…”
“Hush you. I already said I’m not mad at you. It’s okay.”
>She smiles at you lovingly and moves her hoof to boop you on your nose.
>This time though, you smile and giggle just a little.
“Hehe…you’re such a Silly Filly, you know that Lil Sis? But you’re Big Sis’s silly little filly. You’re my silly little filly. Now get some sleep you.”
>You both snuggle up close against one another, feeling each other’s body heat radiating underneath the blankets.
>Despite everything, you could feel you heart glowing with love.
>It all felt so good…
“Sweet dreams Silly Filly. See you in the morning. Nini.”
>Nullity wiggled closer to you and gently closed her eyes.
>You wiggle closer to her and whisper back to her.
“Sleep tight Big Sis. I’ll always love you. Promise.”
>You see Nullity smile with her eyes closed and she hugs you tighter.
“Sleep you. Go to sleep Lil Sis. Shh…shh…go to sleep.”
>She’s gently rubbing her hoof around your back.
>Your eyes start to grow heavy as her rubbing starts to quickly put you to sleep.
>Just as you close your eyes, you smile back to her.
>You loved Nullity and despite it all, you were just really happy to be with her again.
>And before you know it, you soon fall into a peaceful sleep.

>>25789343

I'm such a slow writer.

http://pastebin.com/qkF2zndy

>>25789391
Great stuff

>>25789391
God damn, that big delivery !
In related news, late delivery from me too.

I know you're lurking Seth, show yourself.

>>25791256
This seems like the appropriate moment to recall this story, http://pastebin.com/CQnRC6g9

>>25781050
I think we need drawfags

>>25792176
Too true

>>25789869
Sorry, fell asleep. Delivery today, if things don't happen.

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Guys, I need to be a pone.
What do I do

>>25794912
pay for expensive surgery to make yourself pone

>>25794912
You're gonna need some hypnosis files and a lot of hallucinogens.

>>25794912
Follow the advice of the picture. Puke out your humanity and consume ponyness.

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>>25794912
Take some of this.

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>>25794954
He said pone, not zebra.

>>25794912
That's what the magic bleach is for

>>25794954
God damnit Woofr. I see what you did there.

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>>25794927
>>25794937
>>25794949
>>25794954
>>25794973
Are you guys trying to pull a fast one on me? There's no way these would work!

>>25795021
okay no but for realzies hypnosis files DO work, if you expect them to. They're one of those weird things that only work if you think they will.

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>>25794954
Update when?

>>25795125
My last exam is Thursday so, early morning on Friday, probably round 6 AM GMT-4, that's usually when I write. That or it'll be around the same time Saturday morning.

Sorry for the delay by the way.
Also I'm going to do some serious revisions to my last update. Reading it over again I found that there were too many mistakes to ignore. I'll be editing it and posting it up on the pastebin before I write the update, I'd highly recommend anyone following along to read it.

>>25794854
Looking forward to it.

>>25795040
Can confirm, they've worked for me

>>25795205
I fully expect you to vanish after your exams as the drive of procrastination by writing dies

>>25795700
Have a little more faith than that, Anon.

>>25796354
What is faith, but a 5 letter word?

>>25796991
beak will be weird

>>25795700
Saying that to a writefag is pretty much "How to get a writefag to stick around: 101"

You get to become the little pony, but you're only permitted to chose between being the futa mare or cuntboy stallion.
Take your pick.

>>25799868
You can't possibly make this any easier. ^:)
Sweet marecock here I come

I'll update the Pastebin, and a delivery will come!

>>25800842
Hooray

>>25774881
>You wake up with a splintering headache.
>You can't move your body, from the head down.
>You aren't paralyzed though.
>Your hands are stuck to what you can see is a wall, with splotches of resin onn your limbs, and neck.
>You struggle and try to rip yourself out from your hold.
>To no success.
>You can hear some sloshing sound, and a set of clapping sounds.
>Something is nearing you.
>A creature of the same look of the one that lured you into a trap,now stands before you, followed by five more in blue plate armor suits, with long spears.
>"The queen demands to see you in her throne room. You'll come with us."
"What makes you think that?
>" Our spears and numbers. Now come, we shouldn't keep the queen waiting any longer."
>They lead you in a cordon, passing through black, green and in some places slimy hallways.
>Hallways, filled with the same creatures that are leading you.
>Slowly, you ascend to the top floor.
>A throne room with ghotical arch windows, a few steps, and..
>A throne.
>And a certain man, in the throne.

>>25801017
>It's Non, Non Anonymous! What the fuck?
>Welcome to my little domain, Fem."
"Non? What the fuck? What're you doing here?"
>"I rule over this...mess,
>You recoil back.
"You can't be Anonymous."
>"I am Anonymous. Want me to prove it? "
>You nod.
"It'd be great if you could. Something only we could know."
>"Remember that time once, in the teashop, with the hookah and grass? And when Martin got lost, and I seen him on the bench, you saw him next to it, and in truth he was in the bathroom puking his guts out."
"Yeah, we were high off our minds!" You say and laugh.
>"Yeah, he managed to find us, we were staring at the bench."
You laugh. "Okay. So it's you. Then I demand an explanation. If these are ETs, you're one too, right?"
>"Nope. Everything that's here, including me is from mother earth. I've been bitten by a bug, and ended up like this."
"You look pretty fine to me."
>"That's only a disguise. I suppose I should show you how I look." He says.
>To your shock, a green flame envelops him, and..
>Holy crap.
>It's scary.

>>25801038
>A black chitinous shell covers the entire body, with four legs covered in holes.
>A pair of blue wings and a long blue tail.
>A snout, fangs that drop down from the mouth and edge over the lips.
>Two green eyes, long blue hair and a horn crooked in multiple places.
>"So, how do I look?" She, as you assume from the voice which has a raspy and femine tone to it, says, and stares at you.
"Why did you bring me here?"
>"I want to give you an offer. We're expanding our domain on the mainland. I want you to rule over a couple cities."
"You want to turn me into one of these things?" You say and point to one of the creatures that have been sitting at the door.
>"One of my drones? No, not exactly. More like me. Another Queen."
>Urk...How will you approach this?
"Why should I do that, Non?"
>"First of all, you seen what we did with this island. Not even in a week and we've taken over everything, built our own infrastructure and we're making new weaponry out of the technology soldiers left behind. Humanity will fall, and you with it, if you don't take my offer."
"So it's a thing of salvation? Why did you offer this to me anyway? I'm sure you have drones eager to take the post."
>"The drones are mindless tools. I'd let them carry my lunch, but not a serious task. I need someone with a brain."
"So you're the only one with sentience? They're mindlessly obeying you to the word?"
>"Most of them do, they take me to the word. As if I were their mother. If I say jump, they jump. If I say bring this and this, they do it."
"Most? Where did all the people go anyway?"

>>25801054
>"They're here. They're all my drones, assimilated into the hive structure of the hive. The soldiers, citizens, tourists, even the women and children." Non says, with almost a sadistical subtone and an evil smirk.
>You cringe slightly.
"You did genocide. You've killed them all." You. say and peer at your friend.
>But is he your friend anymore?
>Is this the same man that pushed you to learning further?
>Is this the same good friend which you've spent evenings with, watching horror movies, with beer and popcorn?"
>Is this the same friend that helped you to slow down with your cigarettes, helping you out when needed?"
>No, Non Anonymous, a medical assistant, a man devoted to helping those in need wouldn't commit murder of innocent people!
>Of thousands of innocent people. Men, children, women. Friend and for alike.
>But are they really dead?

>>25801091
>Isn't he just..
>Protecting them?
>Protecting them against something..
"I'll need to think about it. I'm not sure I can throw away my humanity on the spot."
>"I understand. Since normal drone quarters cannot accommodate you, you'll be staying with me."
"As if in the same bed? Not when you look like a..."
>"A what?"
"That.."
>Anonymous bursts out laughing. "No, seriously, go ahead. Can't offend me."
"A bug!" You say and fold your arms on your chest.
>The creature burns away in a green flame. "Alright, if it makes you comfortable."
>It's Anonymous again.
>The evening sunlight shines through the windows, the sun is making way for the moon.
>"Well, I'm fired. And so are you."
>How did her found out?
>The little drowsiness that had overcame you wouldn't be visible.
>Or would it?
>You've been hit on the back of your head.
>You wouldn't be surprised if something ruffled over.
>You follow Non into a room behind the throne.
>A single bed, and another door and a table under a window.
>Truly a spartan way of furnishing.
>Non directs you to the bed.
>Unsure, you lay down.
>Non's horn glows, and pulls a soft looking and even more comfortable blanket over you.
>He lies down on the ground next to you.
"I'm sure we two can fit on here."
>You and Anonymous manage to lie on the bed together.
>Sleep comes in, clouding your mind, and allowing you to rest.

>>25801100
Double dibs confirmed the last lost for today.
Pastebin: http://pastebin.com/qpukKfEz

>>25801136
>double dubs
>confirmed the last post

>ftfy
>also moar when?

>>25801136
Pretty good.
>You did genocide.
This sentence stood out as sounding wrong. "You committed genocide" would work better.

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>>25799868
futa for sure

>>25801100

>bugpone greentext when?

>>25801136
In the disguise of the former human shape, Chrysalis was using her horn visibly? At the end you started writing like she was bughorse shaped, which came across as inconsistent or confusing.

>>25789391
This is a wonderful and intriguing story.
>>You still had so many questions you wanted to ask and get answers to.
... about sums it up. I can't wait for more.

>>25794912
Why do you need to be a pony so badly? I assume it's for some kind of elaborate scam you're pulling.

>>25795205
Good luck, mate. I'm excited for more Keyboard Masher.

>>25801100
>moar changeling greentext when?

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Quick Twilight TF/TG study thing focusing on more subtle aspects of change, starting with TG first.

>>25805876
That's really neat.

>Chrysalis green when

>>25805876
TONIGHT IS COMPLETE

>>25806458
Here, read this:
http://www.fimfiction.net/story/161575/8/

>>25806515

hawt

>>25805751
Sunday delivery, deliveries on the Christmas holidays with dependencies on how much time I'll have, spending my time with Normie family.

>>25806782
I'm at a loss here. what is going on?

>>25807081
Body swap? I think??

>>25807081
The ass was fat

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Well congratulations, you got turned into a horse. What's the next part of your master plan?!

>>25807936
fuck I hadn't thought that far ahead

what a stupid idea this was

>>25789608
>>25789869
>>25804136
T-Thank you. Also need to get caught up reading some of the other greens here. Too busy writing...and doing...things.

>tfw you want to answer your own questions, but don't want to rush and ruin the story.

>>25807936
Do horse things.

>>25789391
I'd say quality over quantity but in this case you managed to deliver both. Great work I hope to see more of.

>>25807936
Crashing this thread with no survivors, so I can be the only little mare.

>>25807936
Create and then sell erotic pony photography.

>>25807936
That all depends, am I the little mare? Probably get fucked.

>>25809474
Only probably? Don't be so non-committal and embrace it.

>>25806805
That is good

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Girlfriend is working on a commision (Applebloom to Fleetfoot) Here's a Discord TF she did a bit ago. Putting a spoiler on it, som blood, but still. Better safe than sorry.

On an unrelated note, anybody have that Sunset Shimmer greentext? It was, I think, Anon having sex with her as she changed.

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>>25811580
The same girlfriend who made this? I like it.

I was urged to join this thread. I don't know what to do.

>>25811861
That's easy, we just talk about how much we want to be the little mare and how nice it would be if we were all the little mare.

>>25811861
There are stories to read - http://derpy.me/PonyTF - and if you can write or draw those things are always welcome, or you can just discuss becoming the little pony or other transformative ideas.

I'm still really hoping that The Adventures of Bob and Gerald isn't actually dead.

Good to be back.

>>25781050
>For about three glorious seconds, just a few steps down that hallway, you thought you were home free.
>”OH MY GOD ARE YOU KEYBOARD MASHER!?”
>Out of what you must presume was the Ninth Circle of Hell, a girl emerged right in front of you.
>You slammed on the brakes, or at least you tried to.
>Your hooves slipped up, clacking hard against the polished wood floor and bringing you ever onward into the young lady’s legs.
>”AWWWWW!”
>She knelt down with a smile, eyes half lidded and arms spread wide.
>Was that a hugging position she was assuming?
>The brunette was in full cozy winter wear, red plaid coat with a black hood attached to it, wool mittens stuffed into her jean pockets, real comfy looking fur lined boots.
>She even had a red plaid pattern wool tuque a l’oreille on, with those little poms at the ends…
>”Come here my wittle horsie!”
>Oh god she thought you were running to her for a hug.
>You whip your head around to beg Chad for help, still tripping up and sliding.
>He’s shrugging and smiling apologetically, it’s the sort of look that says: “You fucked up bro.”
“Ohgodohgodohgod.”
>Your rear hooves loose contact with the floor completely and you wind up sliding on your butt, fore hooves planted in front of you.
>Straight into the girl’s arms.
>”Ohhhhhh you’re so warm and fuzzy and cuddly and cute and –“
“aaaaaaa…”
>Her arms are wrapped tight around your barrel, pulling you right into the girl’s chest as she stands up.
>One side of your face is smushed up against her breasts, and she’s nuzzling her cheek into your mane.
>”and fluffy and adorable and lovable and tiny and –“
>She shifts you around a bit, bringing your head up so that your chin is resting on her shoulder and so she can rub the side of her head against yours.
>One hand holds you by the back of your head, while the other holds you around the back end.
>You blush as her fore arm brushes against your rear, but luckily it doesn’t stir anything up down there.