Slave Ponies

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>We just had a new thread yesterday

>>25841212
Yeah, you get a disgustingly low response rate for how much volume you dish out.

You've made me cuddle rape my body pillow. Hope you receive that as a compliment because it's the best I got.

>>25842969
Can't stop the love train!

To start off this new thread, here is some more green of the Luna story. Its been quite awhile since I've worked on it so some of you may not be familiar with it. Here's the pastebin: http://pastebin.com/NLP6dcMr


>Seems like the auction you went to got busted
>4 of the staff running the auction, 3 ponies and 1 officer were killed in the bust
>Atleast those ponies are in a better place now
>Your stomach grumbles and you realise you haven't eaten yet
>You get up to grab some leftover pizza from the fridge and you devour on the the remaining slices while chugging down your bottle of water
>Once you're down replenishing your stomach you hear hoovesteps coming from down the hall and Luna appears
>She walks up to the sofa and takes a seat right next to you to your left
>You don't know what to say so you just keep watching the news
>Luna finally decides to break the ice
>"What is this device?"
>You were expecting her to ask that since she was looking at the television with curiousity
"Its called a television. What it does is it transmits sound with moving images from things like cameras. Television is mostly used for stuff like entertainment, education, news and advertising. I imagine you never had this kind of technology in your world?"
>"No but we did have cameras, however they were expensive and only few could afford one"
>You both continue to watch the news until Luna asks another question
>"But how does it receive all these images? And where does it get its source of magic?"
>Magic? Guess they must of never had electricity back in Equestria and everything ran on magic

>>25842989

>literally alway make sure the current slave pony thread is my home page for my 'personal use' browser.

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>>25842955
>Anon becomes an abusive master not because he wants to, but because it's the only way to stop Skittles' shenanigans

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rolling for futashy

>>25842996
"First off, there is no such thing as magic in our world.... well technically there is but its just a bunch of clever tricks to make illusions. The kind of magic I imagine you had has only ever existed in the form of fiction and fantasy. What we use to power our devices is electricity. I'm no genius but the basic way to get electricity is by burning stuff like coal and gas to run an engine or turbine to generate electricity."
>"That doesn't sound very safe for the environment"
"It definitely isn't but we have a other sources of electricity that is much safer for the environment such as hydroelectric and nuclear energy however I'm not going to bore you with that kind complicated stuff."
"And to answer your question about the television, it receives signals from a cable. I don't know exactly how it works tho. Originally TV's used to receive signals using high-powered radio-frequency transmitters to broadcast the signal to individual receivers, they're actually still comonly used since its cheaper than using wires"
>The news has switched to talking about the current war against ISIS and the recent attacks in Paris
>Maybe this isn't the best stuff to show to Luna
>You lean forward to grab the remote and shut the TV off
"Well I've got to head to bed Luna, I need to wake up pretty early tomorrow to head to work"
>"Oh... um.... okay then"
"Feel free to serve yourself to some more food and if you need anything don't hesitate to wake me up"
>You head to the washroom to brush your teeth
>As you walk out of the washroom you see Luna coming down the hall to her room
"Goodnight Luna"
>"Goodnight Anon"
>You change into your pajamas and hop in bed
>It doesn't take very long for you to fall asleep

That's all for now sadly. Expect more tomorrow!
Enjoy this green fresh off the printing press!

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>>25843000
Gonna do that right now. Excellent use of trips, sir.

>>25843018

no problem bro

>>25843015
moar when?

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>>25843074
Maybe later tonight but definitely tomorrow!

>>25843007
>Anon whips Skittles so hard she bleeds
>"Oh Master, you're so silly, pretending you don't want my love, come here, let me be a good girl for you..."
>rubs a hoof over her flank where she was whipped
>doesn't even flinch
>smears her bloodied hoof over Anon's lips
>"Shhh, Master, we're gonna have lots of fun, I promise."

>>25843096
looking forward to it m80

>when I think I've seen all the degenerate furry themes /mlp/ has, another comes up

>Honestly would love to see some chryslais green

>>25843120
>not wanting your own formerly abused pony slave to provide nurturing rehabilitative cuddles to

>>25843123
>using greentext wrong
Is it that hard?
Are you that new?

>>25843140

didnt realize I had a > in my clipboard

really hate how it adds whatever text you have copied atm to your post

So no Anon as the slave green yet?

Man, this is some softcore shit.
Where's the plantations and mass slavery?

>>25843176
>you are anon in magic talking horse land
>life is sad
>colorful talking horses killed your family and took you as a trophy
>barbarians
>your mistress, a white unicorn with purple mane and tail, has quite the cruel streak in her
>finds any excuse to whip you
>makes you lick her hooves and clean the filth from under her tail with your tongue every time she goes to the bathroom
>she castrated you too using nothing but her magic
>you spend the rest of your life as a tormented slave
>end

Satisfied?

>>25843205
In twiligh/tg/ame_night's Applebloom story.

>>25843206
Moderately

>>25843205
Mass pony slavery doesn't make sense when machines like tractors exist and real horses can do much heavier work for longer before tiring.

Ponies would most likely be used as sex slaves and household servants.

>>25843100

>she begins to equate pain with pleasure
>Skittles turns into a masochist
>after all, she gets Master off one way or another

>>25843247
Yeah, that's the main rub of why there isn't much mass industrialized slavery in these stories. Tyrone was replaced by John Deere decades ago, so the only real niches for slavery are servants, whores, and maybe to replace underpaid foreign factory workers and minimum-wage local labor.

Trying to picture what chrssy would be like after having her will broken.. actually relitivly easy to punish by simply not directing any positive emotion towards her.

>>25836109
>>25836124
>>25836182
>The little blue Pegasus hangs her head in defeat as she's suspended from a tree branch by her forehooves, her wings bound tightly to a rope that pulls them around her frontside, preventing her from using them to deflect any blows
>another pony gives a wry, wicked smile as he casually practice-tosses the whip with his magic
>the taskmaster checks her bindings to make sure there's no escape for her
>she stands there stoically, refusing to give in to fear and to let her captors see the terror welling up inside of her
>"I want to hear you say your name. Your name is Skittles. What's your name?"
>"Rainbow."
>The taskmaster shakes his head and motions to the other pony, who flicks the whip with great speed
>CRACK!
>Rainbow Dash cries out in agony, the whip cutting into her flesh and causing her to bleed, she struggles against her bindings, her breathing becoming labored and her body becoming lathered with sweat as she struggles
>CRACK!
>CRACK!
>An older pony in the group stares at the ground, his head hung in sorrow
>"Lawd C'lestia help dat filly, dey gon whoop her dead..."
>CRACK!
>"WHAT'S YOUR NAME?"
>she gasps and whimpers
>"SAY IT! SKITTLES! WHO ARE YA? SAY YOUR NAME!"
>she refuses to respond, the taskmaster nods again
>CRACK!
>"What's your name?"
>she hesitates, the taskmaster begins to step back
>"Skittles."
>"Aye. Say it again, SAY IT LOUDER SO THEY ALL CAN HEAR YA, WHAT'S YOUR NAME?"
>"Skittles... my name... is Skittles..."
>"Aye, that's a good pony. Cut 'er down."

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>>25843364
>Skittlesbuse

>>25843345
Harder than it sounds, my friend. You'd have to be a real stone-cold edgelord to glance at her and not feel anything - not even a flicker of pity.

>>25843427

then how would you go about doing it?

>Skittles old master made two spinners, one with numbers ranging from ten to 50, one with pictures of various whips and other implements
>Skittles is forced to spin both spinners whenever she's to be punished to determine her own punishment
>she has to retrieve whichever whip she spins for her master, then allow herself to be tied up and count out her lashes as they're administered
>if she cries too hard or messes up he starts over

>>25843247
>>25843321
>ponies
Are magical, horses aren't, neither are tractors. Earth ponies for example tend to be extremely, unexplainably powerful, and have some passive magical effects, which generally have something to do with nature (rock farming, plant farming).
Earth ponies could farm when unicorns and pegasi could not, which forced them to cooperate.
Pegasi can literally control weather. Unicorns can cast magic spells.
Dyewts?

>>25843247

Economically, slavery prospers when it's cheaper to use for something than other options, part of why plantations with slaves would have gone downhill rapidly even if slavery hadn't been ended with the Civil War- technology replacing more expensive living beings.

>>25843493
That's assuming that whatever magic they possess in Equestria translates to something equivalent on Earth. Magic doesn't exist on Earth, it's not a stretch to assume ponies would lose their magic if brought here.

>>25843519
That's just one potential story canon of infinite, there's even a story being posted RIGHT NOW that features magic ponied.
I should have replied with this in the first place.
Fuck you.

>>25842996
>Seems like the auction you went to got busted
>4 of the staff running the auction, 3 ponies and 1 officer were killed in the bust
Went back to reread and catchup, but it said they weren't illegal, and the reason for secrecy was to not deal with protesters. Why then would police raid something that wasn't illegal?

>>25843455
Putting aside any magical effects - like the idea that lust is an addictive drug to her, as that one greencap suggests - I think there are a couple options. One is going through her changelings - she seems to genuinely care for them, even if ponies are just food. Another would be some kind of public display of her punishment, even so little as putting her out on a leash in the front yard, to get at her pride.

Going to be pretty hard to turn her entirely without some kind of magic shortcut, though.

>>25843586
>inb4 butthurt libtards turn this into a discussion about overblown police brutality

>>25843602
I was more complaining about consistency in the story. He says outright at the beginning that it wasn't illegal, so why would the police be there to raid it?

>>25843586
Maybe the ponies were stolen from other owners and re-auctioned?
Auctions might not be illegal but stealing and selling stolen goods sure are.

>>25843620
Perhaps they were breaking some sort of regulation?

>>25843595

yes, leaving her leashed to something outdoors, after a molt. perfect way to humilate her

>>25843586
>>25843602
>>25843620
>>25843624
>>25843636
You are all right, it kind of is inconsistent and I just realised that. Maybe I should go back and change it to illegal to sell but legal to own?

>>25843667
That's a bit awkward - just swap it to 'without a license to sell'.

>>25843646

now we just need some slave chrssy green

>>25843667
You could just say the protesters caught them and the police came in response to ensuing violence between the staff and protesters.
Auctions stay legal.
Stays in line with what was already written.
And if need be you can bring the auction back.

>>25843765
Yeah, and if you need the auction to be out of the picture, just throw in what >>25843737 said.

>bleeding heart types push for pone rights
>force the passage of laws designed to be in ponies' best interests
>one law is passed requiring all pony owners to live on or own a certain amount of acreage to retain possession of their ponies
>Skittles has had a year or two to bond with her new master now
>Master's house and land don't meet the requirements
>he gets in trouble with the law for keeping her, they come to take her away
>she's dragged away from the only human she's ever loved and felt safe with kicking and screaming
>he's powerless to do anything to stop them

>>25843782
>one law is passed requiring all pony owners to live on or own a certain amount of acreage to retain possession of their ponies
Either that law wouldn't be retroactive, or it'd have a grace period so owners can take measures regarding currently owned ponies.
Which makes it all the worse when Anon knows he can't afford more land and can only spend their remaining time together awaiting the inevitable.

>>25843667
>illegal to sell but legal to own

>if you want your own pone slave you must track, hunt, capture, break and train her to suit your needs yourself
>no exceptions, no shortcuts
>anything else is illegal
>you can't even have someone else train him/her for you

>>25843807

or have a grandfather clause for ponies who are deemed to emotinally fragile to be transferred to a new owner

>>25843015
When do we get the nurture porn?

>captcha image is a bunch of helium tanks and plastic bags, what the fuck

>>25843818
>implying the PETA-type nutjobs that would push for such laws would really care about how the pony feels
>"SHE DOESN'T KNOW WHAT'S BEST FOR HERSELF, WE MUST SEPARATE HER FROM THE CIS WHITE PRIVELEGE SCUM AT ALL COSTS, EVEN IF IT INFLICTS PSYCHOLOGICAL STRESS AND TURMOIL BECAUSE WE KNOW BEST! SHE'S NOT REALLY HAPPY, SHE'S SUFFERING, SHE JUST DOESN'T KNOW IT!"

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>>25843782
>>25843807
pic related

>>25843834
People like you are half the reason I haven't offed myself yet

>>25843667

This>>25843737

just say it was a black-market auction.

>>25843737
>>25843973
Good idea. I added "for selling ponies without a license" to line 397 in the pastebin.

Sorry for the inconsistency folks!

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>>25843984
Oops, forgot to namefag.

>catching up on slave pone threads
>couple threads back
>someone mentions female genital mutilation
>already knew this was a thing
>get too curious
>look around the internet
>discover Caslick surgery
>tfw this shit is done to horses too

Why are humans such utterly barbaric shit?

>>25842919
So what are some good story's about brutality fucking and abusing slaves?
You guys should sort the grim from the bright

>>25844062
If you want grim/dark/abusive go to SiM, this is more of a white knight/save/cuddle/love the pone thing

>>25844048
I'm curious
Please detail this surgery, as I am quite the lazy bastard, and don't feel like googling

>>25844048
Well to be fair realistically we're barbaric compared to whom exactly? Ourselves? Animals rarely act better than legit barbarians.


But yeah its pretty fuck up family.

>>25844105
Strips of flesh are cut from either side of the mare's vulva, then it's stitched together and allowed to heal, leaving only a small passage for urine.

It has to be cut back open for the mare to give birth without severely injuring herself.

It's supposedly done to protect a mare's fertility or to protect her foal during gestation. Seems more like some backwards fucked up shit to me.

>>25844048
>>25844132

>inb4 Skittles gets a caslick to prevent her from riding Anon's dick in his sleep

No update on my Rainbow Dash story. However I do have something else in the works. It's different. My plan is to alternate between two stories so I can keep the mind fresh. So if anyone is interested, I'll be posting a somewhat different story in just a bit.

>>25844048
>>25844132
>;Wind sucking mare' is a term that actually exists in science
>Apparently none of this isn't even remotely needed as long as you just clean your mare down there every once in a while
>Doesn't stop infertility from naturally occurring infections
>Must be keep from Stallions at all times less they be mounted and bleeding occurs (this can kill them if not treated)


As a horse owner I am actually confused why pay for an expensive surgery with TONNES of downsides and in the long run more maintenance for your horse when you could I dunno give them a bath every now and then like a normal person?

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>>25844211
I wonder which pony it will be this time.

>>25844236
I'll just say right now it's an original character to mix things up a little.

>>25844048
>>25844132
>some magical talking pony stallion slaves undergo a similar procedure
>their sheaths are sewn shut so they can't get an erection, but enough of a hole is left that they can still pee
>it's better than castration because the slave owner can still decide to breed him later if he wants to
>he just has to cut the sheath back open

>>25844211
>alternate between two stories so I can keep the mind fresh.
Good call.

>>25844252
We wait.

>>25844211
>>25844252
Do a stallion.

>>25844264
Already have it written out. It's a mare. Just have to go back through and correct any misspellings or errors of what I got.

Fuck it, I'll fix errors later in the paste bin.

Story: Project Redux

>No matter what happens, the world will keep turning.
>...
>...
>"Anon."
>...
>No matter what I do, the world will carry on.
>"Anon?"
>All I need to do is get by, making sure that this "peace" is kept.
>...
>...
>And to hope to set "her" straight.
>As soon as the train departs from the darkened tunnel, you immediately snap back to your senses.
>"Master Anonymous."
"Hmm?"
>"We will be arriving at our destination shortly."
"Remind me again of what we are doing?"
>"A group of people is attempting to sell off ponies again."
>She motions her hoof around in the air.
>"And it's our job to make sure that doesn't happen."
"Am I still dreaming here?"
>"Hey, I made a good imitation didn't I?"
"Pretend or not, this is still my duty and your sentence."
>*sigh*"Admit it, you just want to get paid and be done with it."
>You give her a glance and look straight forward again.
"You know when I first started, it wasn't so bad. Now it just seems like routine anymore."
>The train comes to a slow pace and ultimately to a halt.
>The speaker comes on, as loud as ever.
>"Thank you for choosing Equal Railways. We have arrived at Montblanc Station."
"Well, time to get moving."
>Upon exiting the train you take the PDA out of your pocket and look over the address one more time.
>Both of you begin walking to your destination.
>Supposedly the meetup for this group is in the park just a few blocks down from the train station.
>"It would be easier if you had just drove your car."
"I'm trying to save money here. I only take it to work and back. You know this by now."
>Both of you stop just before the park and sit behind the wall.
>You begin whispering.
"Thank god it's a clear night out. The moon will help up see their faces."
>"Like you think they'll escape with me around."
>You take the gun out of your holster and get into a ready stance.
"Quiet, I'm starting to hear footsteps."

>>25844304
>Not a moment later you hear talking from a several meters out.
>You take out a pair of compact digital binoculars and view the situation.
>Looks like a group of four on the small bridge. Two selling and two buying.
>You pull out the phone and make the call.
"Have a pick-up here in five minutes."
>You turn off the phone, not needing to say anything else.
"Ready? You take one side I'll take the other."
>"Right.
>Both of you hastily make your move toward the bridge.
>You reach the bridge before they even catch notice. Too busy making their deal to pay attention.
>Slowly walking up, you begin to say the usual thing you have to before apprehension.
"Alright, alright. This is the Peacekeeper here to take you guys in. Now if you'll just-"
>Before you could finish they drop everything, pony included, and start running.
*sigh*"Why do they always choose to run?"
>As they make there way to the other side of the bridge they are stopped by the appearance of a single unicorn.
>"Now then. Just come quietly so we can get paid for each of you, hmm?"
>They don't listen and start pulling out knives.
>You just stand there with arms crossed waiting for her end to be over with.
>The pony that was being sold comes up to you.
>"I-I'm safe now right?"
>You kneel down to his level.
"The authorities will be here to take care of you and your situat-"
>You realize that his ear is tagged red.
"Well, we will see."
>Your partner walks over to you with three knives circling around her.
>"Don't they know these don't work on magic? They won't be doing this again anytime soon."
>She looks toward the pony that was being sold and also notices the red tag on his ear.
>"Oh look. It's another runaway. How long you've been running this time?"
>The other pony starts trembling.
>"W-what are you talking about?"
>"Oh don't act like you don't know."
>He starts backing up from both of you.
>"I-I'm not going back."
"Don't do it. You'll regret it."
>"Y-you can't tell me anything! I refuse!"

>>25844315
>You aim your gun toward the head.
"Well, it was nice knowing you."
>You pull the trigger.
>In a single moment he comes to a dead stop and it took another for him to fall down.
>"You always act like you actually go in for the kill."
"Hey gotta make tranquilizing look cool too. Even if they aren't designed to kill."
>The gun you hold is a tranq-gun that's design with compact rounds and made to look like an actual handgun.
>You proceed to reholster the weapon.
"It's unforunate he decided to run, now they may tag him as black if he has done this enough."
>You look back at your "partner" and point at her black tag.
"Still doesn't hold a candle to what you have done."
>"You're the one who's giving me a chance here."
"And I question myself sometimes about it."
>...
>...
>The year is 2032.
>Roughly three years after the appearance of a new intelligent species was found being sold in underground markets.
>About at year later after the beginning of the "slave owning time', the government issued a form of "system" for the new species.
>Which in your opinion was a complex way of them having slavery technically legal but not able to be bought.
>Each pony that came into this world would be tagged.
>White tags mean they were new and were "obliged" to enter the workforce until they acquire a higher status.
>Whites usually lived at their worksites and in cramped quarters. It's not a life you'd want that's for sure.
>Green meant they had a higher freedom and were allowed to live with a human in a "co-existing" contract.
>Most of the time this is where the real trouble begins. Since quite a few don't usually work out.
>Red means that they are runaways. They usually live in a confined environment until they reacquire their white status.
>Doesn't stop repeats though.
>And then we have the infamous black tag..

>>25844327
>This tag is rather special. By that you mean the one wearing it has either ran away so many times that the state believe they are beyond hope.
>Or that the individual has done something that warrants a death sentence.
>That's where the organization you joined comes into play.
>You are called Peacekeepers. You function as a branch of the authorities to make sure that no illegal activities take place.
>This includes smuggling, groups of resistance, underground buying rings, and so on.
>Though all you really do is just round up red tags usually with your "partner".
>Your partner's name is Wicked Eclipse.
>She is the one held responsible for almost assassinating the head of the state.
>She was on the death penalty, but thanks to your organization she was given one chance at redemption, like all black tags are given.
>Nobody took her except you.
>You even remember her coming into your complex on the first day and saying these words.
>"You'll regret it one of these days."
>You don't exactly know what she meant by that, but she has been quite a handful.
>It's only been a month and you honestly believe she has caused more damage than actually done good.

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>>25840411
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>>25840889

You said last time that if we posted fluttershy that it would help you write faster.

I'm sorry for being so selfish and greedy but that was amazing and I need more soon please.

>>25844335
>...
>...
>The card in the machine has finally spit out and the bounty was redeemed.
>"Finally, so how big of a haul we get this time?"
"After everything, only $400."
>"WHAT?! That was easily a grand right there."
"Yes, but if you'll remember our last job someone decided that taking a street lamp out of the ground to use as a method of intimidation was

going to be a great idea."
>"Oh right... that."
"So, we are just gonna have to get by until the end of the month with what we got."
>Oh yeah that's right you forgot to mention.
>The hourly pay for this organization is piss poor. The "Bounty" system counteracts that.
>Supposedly this system encourages all to help keep the world a better place. It's even availible off duty.
>Downside to off-duty work is that you sign a waiver saying that the organization is not responsible for any damages to agents acting off-duty.
>Which means that off-duty bountys could be severely reduced if something happened, like a car blowing up.
>Uh-oh. A person higher up is coming over.
>Better not stand like this or you'll be getting an earful.
>You're off the clock but they still love acting like dicks about it.
>"Anonymous, we need you and your "partner" to come back in for just a second. She will be escorted to a waiting room while we talk."
>Oh yeah, it's that time...
"Sure, I'll come in. I already know."
>"Then this shouldn't take long."
>All three of you went back inside your organization's rather ominous building.
>Why does every organization gotta have such a presence to it?
>You were brought to a small white room and were hooked up to a lie detector machine.
>The guy from before enters the room.
>"Well, Mr. Anonymous. Since you already know what's about to happen. You remember the rules right."
"Yeah. Only say the truth and nothing goes outside of this room."
>"Excellent. Then lets begin our questioning. How much do you think your partner has improved?"
'No real improvement."

>>25844353
>"How much time does she put into bettering herself while you are off-duty?"
"None."
>The questioning only kept going. Each with a not-so-great response.
>By the end of the questioning, he is just tapping his finger on the table and giving you a stare.
>"Sir you are aware that if this pattern keeps up within the next few months, you'll be relieved from her and she will face death."
"I understand."
>He proceeds to turn off the lie detector machine and all forms of voice recording that lay on the table.
>"This is off the book so I definitely don't want to thear this leave the room or it's my ass too."
>"Wouldn't you be destroyed if she didn't change and you knew you only delayed her death."
"I'm trying here, but you guys make it very difficult."
>"Yeah the rules don't give you much to work with. I'll note only that part of our "after-test" talk. You're free to go."
>In the contract you are given, Eclipse was to live with you.
>They added a small renovation to your house, giving her a room no bigger than necessary.
>It only contained a small bed and a night stand.
>As long as she was off duty, she wore a magic restraint around her horn.
>On duty she would wear a collar with a dead-man switch given to you.
>Should she get out of hand or kill you while on duty, the collar itself is design to inject a lethal poison into it's wearer after 5 seconds.
>Upon exiting the building, both of you get into your car.
>Before you can even start the car she opens the gloved box and pulls out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter.
>"I need one."
*sigh*"You're gonna kill yourself slowly, eh? Make sure the window is rolled down."
>She takes out a cig from the box and you take the lighter and light it for her.
>"Can't they make these for ponies too?"
"That would be too easy."
>You start the vehicle and proceed to make your way home for the day.
>"So how much longer until I'm free of all this?"
"Depends."
>"On what exactly?"
"Stuff."

>>25844364
>"Awww, don't be that way. I'm a dead pony walking anyway, so anything you tell me wouldn't matter."
"The higher ups would disagree."
>You approach a red light and and stop.
"I'll say this once. If you don't do as much damage and actually be productive like on the assignment we just worked, then you'd actually be better."
>She doesn't say anything and just proceeds to take another puff from the cig while looking out the car window.
"And we would get paid more."
>Still nothing.
"And I could see if I could get your room upgrad-"
>"I want a TV, a gun cabinet, and a copy of Dirty Mares."
"One thing at a time."
>It took a moment for the last thing to register.
"'Dirty Mares'??"
>"Yeah, the one where two mares are in a love hotel and they go at it hard. They even have a scene where they take a double sided dildo and-"
"I'm just gonna stop you right there. Never in a million years will I buy something like that for you."
>"Oh well, guess I'll just get off on my thoughts like usual."
"Is that the reason you go through so many fucking towels?!"
>"Hey I got my needs too, you know."
>You pinch your nose and let out a huge sigh.
"Jesus....."
>Your line of conversation is immediately halted by screaming coming from a nearby alleyway.
>"Hey you hear that? Sounds like a bonus pay."
"Sounds like effort that I will need a bit more motivated effort for."
>You see a small mare burst out of the alleyway in front, she's wearing a green tag.
>"Someone please help me!"
>Before she could even get another word out a rather large fellow grabs her and brings her back into the alleyway.
>The light has been green for a while now, but you haven't moved. This isn't the busiest of roads though.
>"Should we even do something?"
"She's got a green tag, Where the hell is her owner?"
>"Maybe she was kidnapped?"
"Or maybe he's the owner."
>"That's pretty messed up if he is the owner."

>>25844392
"Well, rights for you guys aren't completely set in stone yet. Are far as green tags goes, you have to listen to anything the head of the house tells you."
>You tap your finger on the steering wheel.
"And there is a loophole in the system where telling a pony to have sex with you technically isn't illegal."
>"What a fucked up system."
>The screaming continues but the only ones around right now are you two.
>The light has even went back to red you sat here so long.
"Fuck it, let's go E."
>You proceed to get out of the car, moving to the passenger side to let Eclipse out as as well.
>Both of you enter the alleyway to see what's going down.
"Alright what's the situation he-PFFFTTT."
>You had to stop because in front of you was a big hefty guy holding down the mare with his pants between his ankles.
>He looks at you and is surprised that you actually got out of your car.
>"Holy shit, man! I didn't think you'd actually get out and come down here!"
>The mare wiggled her way out of his grasp and ran away.
"We'll deal with her later. Now what the hell do you think you were doing."
>"I-I was..."
>Eclipse immediately joins in.
>"What, about to take that mare's innocence? Don't you have anything else better to do on a Friday?"
>"Ummm.."
>"And for ALL that is fucking holy, please put your pants up! Nobody wants to see that sorry excuse."
>"O-okay."
>You phone in for a pickup and not too long after he is taken away.
>An officer walks over to you with a mobile card device.
"Guess it's better than nothing."
>An extra $100 for that. Though the mare is still missing.
>You shrug and both of you get back in the vehicle and drive as if it didn't happen.
>"So why didn't you go after that pony? I could've made sure he didn't go anywhere."
"That would've been too much effort. I'm already tired as is. They'll find her eventually."
>Your phone vibrates on the dashboard.
>Eclipse move over to pick it up.
>"Looks like you got another assignment."

>>25844403
"That was fast, I thought it would be at least another week."
>Upon arriving home, you both enter and wind down. You check the email to get further detail on the assignment.
>Looks like a information gathering assignment. You hate those with a passion because it's usually undercover.
>It details of a rumor about some new drug is being sold through bars and clubs, but no info on it has actually came to light.
>They want you to go to "The Wild Horse" on Monday night.
>It's a rather large nightclub where most of the servers and dancers are a bunch of female ponies.
>You know that club because you met the head once on a side gig. He told you he pays good "hush money" to keep most of the not so legal activities there quiet.
>It mostly involves prostitution anyway, so you looked over it for a few bucks.
"We are going to The Wild Horse, Monday."
>"Can I get drunk off my tail while we are there?"
"It's for the assignment. We are going undercover to gather some infO."
>"Can I get drunk off my tail while we are there?"
*sigh*"It you do anything stupid it's on you, but it wouldn't hurt to have a few drinks to blend in."
>"Awww fuck yea. So what's the deal with the info grab?"
"We are going there to ask around about a drug that is circling around.
>"What's it called?'
"Don't know, it's only rumors they want us to check out."
>Both of you get ready for night and you walk over to Eclipses room.
>"Sure you can't just leave it open once? They won't know."
"Yeah, no."
>The door to her room has to be locked with a card device from outside.
>"Awww killjoy. Guess I'll just have to enjoy myself in here."
>You close the door and lock it.
>You hear hitting of the walls and moaning from inside not even a minute after.
>She is purposefully being loud just to piss you off tonight.

>>25844411
>...
>...
>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5UffxFH2Exo
>Man the music in this place gets to you sometimes.
>Aside from that, not even an 30 minutes here and Eclipse is already drunk.
>"*hic* Anon, let me tell you about *hic* how I almost killed a man."
>Oh boy here we go with this story again.
>"You see, I was a maid for the head before his *hic* other "head" wanted to get invloved."
>"I didn't want him like that but he forced himself on me one night."
>*hic* "So I wanted revenge and you know what I did?"
>"During one of *hic* his meetings I grabbed a gun out of his cabinet and pointed it at the bastard."
>"*hic* Told 'im I was gonna feed his cock to the dogs!"
>"Of course they *hic* somehow pinned on me that I was the leader of a whole resistance to overthrow the government on top of all that."
>"*hic* Me! A fucking leader of a whole damn resistance! Guess they thought I looked like the bitch or *hic* sumthin'."
>A mare starts walking her walk over to you.
>She is wearing some very large headphones around her neck and wearing some very large shades.
>"Hey babe, you looking for someone else to have a good time with?"
>Eclipse breaks in before you could even get the first word out.
>"Hey BABE *hic*, why don't you piss off before I come over the monkey here and *hic* slap your shit?"
>"And what's with the *hic* big headphones anyway?! There is already one DJ on the stand over there."
>"*hic* Make like a good mare and go spin some dicks instead. HA HA HA."
>After that her head falls face first onto the table.
*sigh* "Sorry about her."
>"Eh, I've heard worse."
"Since you came over here, you wouldn't happen to know anything about a new drug going around do you?"
>"....Let's go somewhere more private."
>You look at your partner. She is pretty much passed out right now.
>"The bartender will look after her, let's go."
>Both you and the mare go into the back into one of the private dance rooms.
"How much for the dance?"
>"For you? $60."
"...deal."

>>25844418
>You sit the money down on the table and she begins her dance.
"So what do you know?"
>"It's apparently a drug that uses unicorn horns as an ingredient. People come here from time to time and talk about it."
>"The effect of it is supposed to stimulate the brain somehow."
>You throw and few more dollars on the table to the side.
"Do you know if anyone sells any right now?"
>She smiles and nudges her head toward the table to indicate to put some more down.
>You put another $10 on there.
>"There is one person who currently sells it right now. Though it's apparently pretty hard to come by right now."
>"They say it's pretty hard to make it look like they didn't have a horn in the first place."
"Any deals that will go down in the future?"
>"Heh, if I knew that I don't think you could pay me."
>You throw another $50 on the table.
>"Well.... there may be a deal going down in a few weeks. They don't like doing them frequently."
>"And I heard it may be going down at an abandoned building."
>"Something you guys would call a church."
>A few moments later and she completes her little dance, ending up sitting on you and having her hoofs wrapped around.
>"You know? I kind of like you. If you want a good time, come back here and ask for me."
"I'll keep that in mind."
>She gets off you and you proceed back to the bar where your "partner" is causing problems once again.
>"HEY *hic* YOU! Who do I have to get off on the have another *hic* fireball?!"
"Come on, E. We got what we need from here."
>"Whaaaat? We are just *hic* getting started here. I'll end up eating of these mares out before the nights over. JUST. YOU. *hic* WATCH."
>You pick up your drunken partner from the bar stool.
"We are leaving now."
>"Anon, we are going *hic* too fast! You need to buy me dinner first!"
*sigh*
>You sit her in the car and proceed to get in as well.
>"Anon, *hic* I love you. You can *hic* bring me back home and fuck me silly for I *hic* care!"
>You shake your head and start the vehicle.

>>25844424
And that is all I have for an new take on this topic.
Feedback is definitely appreciated.

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>Be Anon.
>Human slave.
>Well the only human slave in magical horseland.
>You somehow wound up in Equestria after falling asleep on your buddies couch.
>The moment you arrived you were captured, shackled, and thrown in what looked like a hotel room.
>The cute pony guards kept telling you that it was the dungeon though.
>Honestly it confused the crap out of you.
>And you stayed there until you were purchased.
>These ponies must’ve not really understood the whole slavery thing in your opinion.
>Mainly because they gave you some of the gold that was used to purchase you as your fair share.
>Again you weren’t complaining.
>Life however didn’t turn out well after that.
>You were purchased by the most sadistic pony in the land.
>The Princess of Friendship.
>The sporkiest of the sparkles.
>The twiggliest of Twinkies.
>That all you got.
>You still recall that first night.
>Laying there on her king size bed with her on top of you.
>Her breath on your neck and her hips ground into your own.
>She made you do things you were not proud of that night.
>If you ever got back how would you explain to anyone the things she made you do.
>Forcing you to pet her.
>The ear scratchies.
>And making you tell her how she’s a good pony.

>>25844424
You have piqued my interest, good sir. No real criticisms so far other than a few minor spelling/grammar mistakes. I want to see more.

Anon better dick that drunk lesbian murder horse

>>25844454
>>Forcing you to pet her.
>>The ear scratchies.

2LEWD

Whoo, finally caught up.

/tg/ and blindanon, good stuff. Can't wait for more.

>>25844480
I need art of Wicked Eclipse just so I can have a file on my computer named DrunkLesbianMurderHorse.png.

>>25844511
We really need a good drawfag around here.

>>25844511
If I get around to it I'll sketch up her appearance. Just won't be tonight.

Well i was going to catch up on the thread but it'd take a while
fug

>>25844424
I like this. Seems like you've got an actual plot going from the start beyond just nurture porn, so you've got my attention there.

>>25844528
Do it m8, you might get some (shitty) fan art of her too if I can find my tablet. I already like her.

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>>25844424
I'm liking the density of dialogue. I hope she has a trashy black/white color scheme with a spiky/messy mane going on to go with her personality.

>>25844612
>I hope she has a trashy black/white color scheme with a spiky/messy mane going on to go with her personality.

That's pretty much how I was envisioning her while reading the story too.

>>25841412

Sorry to hear that, and I know it can feel stressful in the moment, but that sounds like some minor shit and shit happens y'know. Definitely get the splinter looked at, but it doesn't sound like it'll be a big deal.

What system you using? What's the flavor? I do game design and have a few writer friends in that business (Whitewolf and FATE stuff).

Sorry about the late replay. Had to run out and handle something for work.

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>>25844630
Hearing that makes me really obnoxiously giddy for some reason.

Was I alone in imagining some stained thigh highs like in pic related, along with a piercing or two?

>>25844612
>>25844630
Hivemind ahoy. I was seeing her that way too.

Since I haven't shilled it in a few threads, people should come to the slave pony IRC channel. #slavepone on rizon.

Hopefully tomorrow night I'll have more stuff to post. Still not at my main PC.

>>25844650
Yes on the piercings, though I don't usually imagine ponies in any type of actual clothes per se unless it's mentioned in the story since their default state is naked.

>>25844392
>Aot getting your mare friend a copy of Dirty Mares. And asking if you can watch it with her.

this MAD MAN needs to be stopped.

>>25844698
I still say he should dick the drunk lesbian murder horse. She asked for it so that makes it okay.

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http://pastebin.com/CndZXCih

>You are Anon
>And you hunger
>Luckily you decided to bring Ling to IHOP
>Best pancakes in town
>Ling looks up to you and smiles warmly, all too excited to get some pancakes
>Well, even a love sucking bug likes the sweet tastiness
>Who wouldn’t
>You take her leash and lead her inside the building
>However, the reaction you got when you walked inside wasn’t the one you expected
>The waiter stares down at the Changeling in front of him
>Then he glances at you
“Yes?”
Waiter “Um, What kind of pony is that sir?”
“Its called a changeling”
>He blinks and slowly steps around from the pedestal
>He looks at you both for a few seconds before leading down and touching ling
>You go to stop him, but its too late, he already pokes her horn
>Ling on the other hand wasn’t so willing to touch him
>She hisses out and jumps back, quickly flapping her wings and taking flight
>You grab her and glare at the waiter
“What the hell man, touching my pony like that”
>At the same moment of Ling hissing, the waiter had falling back with a surprised yelp
>You hold Ling to you and sigh
“She’s harmless, but don’t touch her”
>The waiter nods slowly and sits up, staring at Ling, who looks up to you with her wide eyes and totally innocent look
Waiter: “Uh, right this way..”
>And off ya go to your seat
>You order a stack of pancakes, coffee, an egg, and bacon
>Ling stares at her menu
>“uh..An- master?”
>You look up at her
“yes?”
>Ling looks around then leans forward and whispers
>“I uh, I can’t read this”

>>25843816
that'smyfetish.nsa

>>25844724
>tfw there's an IHOP on Cox Road near me
>tfw they used to literally answer the phone "IHOP on Cox"
>tfw can't not think of this and laugh like a drunken retard whenever I see IHOP mentioned anywhere

>>25844724
it takes a special kind of retard to just go and poke an a pony or animal without permission. Its like those people that get mauled by dogs after just running up to and petting them.

>>25844454
10/10 would be slave

>>25844724
>Ling-a-ding-ding no habla ingles
Kek

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>>25844759

this.

>>25844724
>You are Anon
>And you hunger
>Luckily you decided to bring Ling to IHOP
I'm slightly drunk so I saw this as
>You are Anon
>And you hunger
>Luckily you decided to bring Lich King to IHOP
Anon is Frostmourne green when

>>25844794
>Kohl staples dicks
Kohl sounds like an asshole

>>25844724
>Changelings love pancakes

This is cannon now, sorry.

>>25844817
seconded

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>>25844724
Even changelings need cuddles sometimes.

>>25844724
>“I uh, I can’t read this"

Let's see bugpone, you're in a restaurant called International House of Pancakes. I recommend the pancakes.

>>25844492

THIS IS A BLUE BOARD, DAMMIT!

Moar-dorable.[/spoiler[

>>25844881
>Ling speaks up hesitantly
>"d...do they have waffles here?"
>the room falls dead silent as everyone stares at her
>you exude so much shame it nearly suffocates her

>>25844817

Does....does that mean the Mane 6 are changelings

Yes. Elements are the changelings.

That pony? Changeling.

Yes, that other one too.

All the 'lings.

Gimme the maple syrup. The Hive hungers for another all-you-can-eat short stacks deal.

>>25844724

welp, time to teach ling to read

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>>25844724

“Well then, come here”
>Ling hesitates looking at you
>You chuckle and wave her towards you
>Hopping from her seat and moving closer, Ling looks at your menu confused as can be
>“I still cant read it.”
“I didn’t think so, well, here”
>You point out the pictures, and read off some things for her
>The ones that catch her eye… er ear..are chocolate chip pancakes, hot chocolate, and for some reason ice cream
>Its winter
>Oh well, if she wants it
“Cover your ears though Ling, okay?”
>She nods and looks away, putting her hooves over her weird pointy ears
“Uh, get her a stack of chocolate chip, a cup of hot chocolate, and some vanilla ice cream”
>The waiter writes it all down
>Just as he turns to go you catch his arm and whisper
“And, have the chef surprise us with one of those cool designs in the hot chocolate, okay?”
>He gives you an odd look but nods “Sure, I’ll see what I can do”
(Over character limit, fug)

>>25844913
Actually, IHop has waffles: http://www.ihop.com/menus/main-menu/waffles

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>>25844927
>You smile and pat his arm
“Thanks”
>You turn and tap Ling on the shoulder
“Alright, you can go back to your seat”
>She gives you a puzzled look and hops over the table back to her spot
>She lands very lightly, not even shaking the seat
>Neat
“So, Ling, we have a couple different kinds of syrup to choose from here”
>“Really? There’s flavored syrups here?”
“Yep!”
>“hm.. maybe you humans aren’t so bad”
>You chuckle and show her the various syrups to choose from while you two wait
>But, soon enough, its pancake time!
>First to be dropped off is the Coffee for yourself, and hot chocolate for ling
>She goes to try and hold it but stops herself
>She gasps out and looks up at the waiter, then you
>She points to the cup
>You grin and look to see what it is
>Ling holds her hooves to her chin
>“I..its beautiful anon!”
>You grin and nod to the waiter
“thanks”
>He smiles back
>Ling leans down as she examines her cup
>“W..who is it though?”
“Kiki”
>“excuse me?!”
>She scrunches up looking at you offended
“No, the characters name is Kiki”
>“Oh..uh..never mind then”
“What’s wrong?”
>“I thought you said something else”
>her ears fold back and she suddenly leans down and slurps the hot chocolate
“That’s a character from a movie called Kiki’s delivery service, I think you’d like it”
>She looks up at you, a little bit of the foam on her nose
>“Is it scary?”
“Naw its cute”
>You flash her a grin and point at you nose while you say cute

>>25844931
>You flash her a grin and point at you nose while you say cute
Is Anon trying to get consent to boop her or something?

>>25844931
>tfw "kiki" is something so incredibly lewd in bughorse language it doesn't even have an accurate English translation

>>25844951
>needing consent to boop
god damn it, there goes my cute scene when anon tries to clean her nose for her.
I have a funnier idea now

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>>25844931
GOD DAMN ANON THIS IS SOME BOMB ASS HOT CHOCOLATE

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Uhm... g-guys... will the Lyra green be continued?

More Skittles when?

>>25844996
It's in the same boat as the ponk green, it will be continued when it will be continued.

>>25844805
Hey. It's a family business and the economy is rough. Not his fault that's the only work he can find.

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>>25844454
>But life isn’t all that bad.
>You get a comfy bed and three square meals a day.
>So besides the non-consensual snuggles or as Twilight calls them “Struggle Snuggles” it’s not too bad.
>Except for days like today.
>Twilight took you to one of her friends parties.
>You liked parties.
>But nothing could have prepared you for this.
>Your clothes never stood a chance.
>The moment you were through the door they were ripped of your body.
>Various bits of your suit flew everywhere as it was shredded by teeth and magic.
>Several hoofs dragged you to the ground.
>You couldn’t even tell where one pony ended and the next began.
>You were nuzzled from every direction.
>Every piece of bare skin was covered by the silken soft fur of a pony.
>And now one was licking your fingers.
>This just got real.
>Another began nipping at your neck.
>Stay down Jr.
>Another pony began licking your right ear.
>To top it off all these ponies were just on top of you squirming and fighting for snuggling space.
>Fight Anon.
>You were not a horsefucker.
>”MMmmm Anon, we all want you so bad right now. And we can make you do anything. We. Want.”
>You were re-evaluating becoming a horsefucker.

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>>25844983
fucking pissfags

>>25844931
Oblivion awaits.

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>>25844931
>Ling looks at her nose, you think shes going cross eyed but you can’t tell all that well
>She sticks her tongue out
>And licks her nose
>You blink and go to say something
>But then stare at her
“That’s a long tongue”
>Ling smirks
>“For you”
>And now you can’t say anything
>You shake your head and go back to eating
>As the two of you eat, Ling keeps mentioning how good the pancakes are
>She hasn’t even touched her ice cream yet
>“Hmm, Anon, these are delicious! And BLUEBERRY syrup! Genius!”
>She beams and bites off a big chunk of pancake
>You however are starting to get a bit nervous
>There aren’t many ponies around
>Just two, one with her owner eating
>And another who doesn’t seem as happy, he is working as a dish cleaner
>Thank goodness your job requires driving, ponies can‘t take that one, poor dish boys
>Trumps wall isn’t gonna help now
>None the less, you’re getting looks
>The humans pay only a glance and a whisper
>But those ponies
>Glares of hatred or fear as they watch you
>What the hell is wrong with them
>Ling is completely oblivious to it however, too enraptured by the amazing pancakes
>Which you’re happy for, you don’t want her to feel bad.
>After all, she’s very nice and hasn’t even bothered putting up a real fight
>Oh yeah, you have bacon
>Aww yis, delicious fried pig
>Ling sniffs the air and looks to you curiously, a bit of pancake hanging from her mouth
>“hnnmf. Anon, what’s that?”
>You offer her a piece of it
“Its called bacon”
>“It smells REALLY greasy”
“Try it”
>She swallows her pancake bit and opens her mouth wide
>That’s still spooky
>She takes her bite and immediately starts gagging and spits it out, pushing herself away
>“Ew! What is that!”
“Uh, think of it like, well, the fat of an animal”
>She stares at you
>“The..what?”
“pig belly”
>“that’s disgusting Anon!”
“I think its delicious.”
>She shakes her head and sips her drink to remove the taste

>>25844965
I want to kiki a bughorse.

>>25844965
Changelings typically communicate via hisses and clicks
I'm going off the fact that in the episode the drones mostly just hiss and don't talk
Kiki sounds like a clicking noise if done right
Anon said a bad word, but which one huehuehue

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>>25845100
>>25844454
>Allowing animals to rule over you.
ABSOLUTELY DISGUSTING.

Filthy horses have no business holding a riding crop. It is them who should be wearing the bridle and saddle, not their masters.

>>25845234
>implying you wouldn't become a pony's little bitch slave if it was the only way you could ever be near them

>>25845005
Tomorrow. I got too caught up reading the other greens tonight to write anything. Sorry.

Speaking of other greens, gotta say I'm really enjoying most of what's going on in this thread right now, looking forward to more from all of you.

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>>25845177
>Changelings don't like meat
why am i not offended

>>25845299
m..maybe they just don't like fried meat?

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>>25845286
<3 u sgittlesannon

>>25841212
<3 u johntrobn

>>25825450
<3 u burgernon

>>25793222
<3 u lyra guy

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>>25845336
I hope the writers know that the silent majority are loving their stuff, but just lurking

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>>25845100
>Somehow.
>Someway you retained your wizard powers for now.
>Alright so you booped every pony in there on the nose and hightailed it back to the castle.
>Now you had a weapon, nose boops immobilized all horny ponies.
>Yet you felt so dirty.
>Not because of what they did to you.
>But because you actually kind of liked it.
>Damn horny horses.
>Making your way into the castle you sighed.
>”So who said it was okay for you to leave?”
>Slowly you turned around.
>There standing in the doorway was your owner.
>And she had a manic look on her face.
>”And you’re already undressed, so this should be a lot easier.”
>God why have you forsaken me?
>”Now go into the study and wait there.”
>You didn’t even question the order, deep down you know she wouldn’t do anything to harm you.
>Heck there probably wasn’t a pony alive who would raise a hoof at you.
>But still, your ‘owner’ was different.
>And by different you mean she’s one of those closet fetish bookworms.
>If she comes in with a riding crop and high heels you’re nope’ing right the fuck out of there.
>You were not going to fucking wear any high heels again.
>After waiting for the longest two minutes of your life you saw her enter and close the door.
>”Now Anon, be a good human and dance for me.”
>Twilight sat down at her usual desk and watched you.
“I’m not really a good dancer to tell the truth.”
>”Anon either dance now, or you’re changing into this and I’ll find a way to make you dance.”
>Floating in her magic was a banana hammock.
>And you danced.

>Wake up in Equestria.
>Feel warmth and hear sleepy breathing of your slave, Twilight, next to you.
>Funny how you weren’t sure about her at first.
>Watching her boss Spike around almost gave you the wrong impression.
>It wasn’t until you saw how she behaved in front of the Princess that you knew:
>She was a total sub in need of a dom.
>From there it was pretty easy, actually, as you already had her attention.
>Speaking of attention, your cock is demanding some right now.
>Time to get to work.
>”Pony,” you say, roughly shaking her awake by the mane, “You have a job to do.”
>Drowsy eyes open, and look at you lovingly.
>Hrmm—hmm...hmm? Ah... Good (yawn) morning, Anon.
>Twilight shakes her head, waking herself.
>So cute how she does that.

>>25845391
Since people respond in numbers when I ask for feedback but otherwise don't, it's a conclusion I've come to.

>>25845455
>Your sly grin and stern eyes answers her question.
>Promptly she stands up, backing down the bed until her head is at your crotch.
>Eye contact maintained throughout, good girl.
>She opens her mouth wide, sticks out her tongue and descends upon your dick.
>You've trained her well.
>With hardly a breath, she takes you down to the hilt in one go.
>You feel your cock hit the back of her throat, where it fucking belongs.
>She squeezes around you.
>You love the funny tickle of her uvula on your tip.
>You relish the softness of her tonsils, and the bumpy texture of the back of her tongue against the base of your head.

still wanting a slave chrysalsis green

New to all this business. Anyone have any white knight story recommendations?

lewd requested but not required

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>>25845532
Maybe when a writefriend finishes he can work on one.

>>25845505
I usually go with the rule: Keep writing until someone tells you to stop.

>>25845571
There was a story 3 treads back that was pretty good, anti magic monster chris redfield gets tha mane six, and proceeds to start a harem with them.

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>>25845571
Check the pastebin in the op, some current good greens are Skittles and A deal is a deal.

I need a cannon character.
First one to answer gets a suprise

>>25845529
>Taking her by the mane, you start thrusting down her throat.
>Not too forcefully, but not too easy on her, either.
>The first time you did this you got a lap full of pony puke.
>You know her limits now.
>Also, she’s gotten much better.
>She keeps a constant motion on the base of your cock with her tongue, just like you taught her.
>Swirling it around against you, it feels incredible.
>And her now watery eyes staring into yours are beautiful.
>You own her.
>A deep thrust triggers a little gag in her, and you feel a string of her pre-puke cover your balls.
>The teary eyes turn apologetic.
>Another thrust triggers more of the same.
>Her throat tightening around the head of your cock while she gags?
>That’s real motherfuckin' magic.
>”I hope you're ready. If you puke you’ll be in a lot of fucking trouble, Pony!”

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>>25845605
Minuette

>>25845621
>Now it’s time for a little more force.
>Holding her head tightly to your crotch you force your way in and out of her throat.
>Your balls are soaked with her pre-puke, but she’s being a good little trooper.
>Time for her reward.
>Keeping her tight against you, you unload down the little pony’s throat.
>You feel her muscles flex like crazy to gulp down everything you give her and keep it down
>Your orgasm lasts a good 15 seconds, but you hold her head in place awhile, swimming in ecstasy.
>She needs more time to flex her throat muscles around you, to make sure she gulps you dry
>30 seconds.
>45 seconds.
>She starts to shake a little, trying to resist panicing.
>Finally you release her.
>She comes up and gasps deeply, a string of pre-puke stretching from her mouth to your cock as she pulls away.
>She sits and breaths for a little bit like she's just finished the Kentucky Derby.
>Her eyes are a little red now, but you can see she’s proud of herself.
>Can’t have that.
>”You made a little bit of a mess, Pony. Clean. It. Up.”

>>25845630
Minuette it is

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>>25845667
I wonder what the surprise is.

>>25845634
>She nods and holds her head down, eyes closed in shame.
>Still breathing hard she begins to lick her mess off the sheets around your crotch.
>Then the underside of your thighs.
>”You got some on my ass, too.” you say, raising yourself.
>She nods with a small swallow.
>Her tongue feels amazing on your ass.
>She diligently works it around the inner side of your cheeks
>and moves inward to the crack
>pushing to the center, sliding her tongue upward
>lapping several times across your sphincter, even pushing her tongue into it a little, wetting every crevice and bump to make sure it's even cleaner than it was before
>finishing anything you may have missed when you wiped earlier
>She works her way up to your balls, licking them clean, and finally coming to rest base on your cock again.
>She brings her tongue up to the tip again and looks up at you to signal she's ready for what's next.

>>25845716
>She pauses expectantly, applying the slightest suction, looking you the eye.
>Her suction holds her tongue and the sides of her mouth against you, forming a seal.
>What a good little pony.
>You sigh as you relax and let loose your morning piss straight into her mouth.
>The morning relief feels great on your bladder, and not having to get out of bed to do it is a sweet luxury.
>”If you spill a drop, pony...” you warn.
>But it’s not really necessary.
>She hasn’t spilled a drop in months. She stares up at you obediently, assuring you she won't.
>Watching her strain to maintain eye contact while gulping down your piss has to be the cutest thing you’ve seen in your life.
>Your eyes glaze and roll back in your head as you spurt out he last few drops, and she swallows it all.
>Mornings are wonderful.
>When you’ve finished she runs her tongue up the shaft, washing your dick of any residue.
>Then she sits up, looking at you hopefully.

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>>25845667
You have my curiosity.

>>25845726
>”You may go.” you say.
>”Thank you, Master,” she says in a voice that never fails to touch your heart.
>She’s off to the bathroom in a flash, and you hear her rinse her mouth, then relieve her own bladder.
>The room reeks of her excitement.
>How long has it been since you let her have an orgasm?
>A month, at least.
>Maybe she’ll earn one if she does well with the next thing you have in mind for her.
>It’s about time this pony got anal trained.

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>>25845697
HMM I WONDER
>>25845177
>You both finish up your plates, Ling a bit faster
>She lays back and sighs happily
>“Okay, I’m fully”
>You laugh and smile
“So am I, want to go into town?”
>She looks up at you
>“Can I rest first?”
“Sure, you can rest in the truck”
>She groans and lays her head back, letting out a soft burp
>You pay and get up, gently tugging her leash
>She grunts and follows
>Loading up in the truck, you open the back
“Beds open, it shouldn’t shake”
>She hops up and flops down into the bed
>You take your seat and start it up, on to town
>Specifically bed bath and beyond
>Its around a 10 minute drive, so you turn on some music and tune out the sighs from behind you any time you hit a bump
>Silly bug
>When you arrive you walk around back and see ling still contently laying on the old cot
“Alrighty, get up Ling”
>She groans
>“Nooo”
“Yes”
>She grunts and rolls over, clutching her stomach
>You poke her rump and she giggles out
“You’re fine, get up”
>“fine..”
>she slowly gets up and goes to step out
>You stop her though
“Ling, I need to know something before we head into town”
>She looks at you curiously
“In the restaurant , some ponies were giving you some strange looks”
>She looks at you for a moment
>“I was afraid of that”
“What is it?”
>“Well, ponies don’t particularly like us, we go back quite a bit”
“I see… What I could find about you, it said you can change into ponies?”
>“Sure, but I haven’t done it for a long time.”
“And you take suppressants for your magic don’t you?”
>She laughs
>“sure, when they can force them on me! I’m not going to give up my magic that easily”
>You pat her head
“Smart, now turn into a pony”

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>>25845746
>She nods and steps back
>There is a bright flash of green fire, making you cover your eyes
>When you look again, Ling has turned into a blue pony with darker blue hair and a lighter blue stripe running down it
>Cute
>She smiles down at you and hops down from the truck
>You notice an extra hop in her step
>“There we go! I’m a pony now!”
>You look down at her, her voice is different, and she is grinning brightly
“Huh, that’s, really weird”
>She just giggles and looks at the store
>“Whats the beyond mean?”
>You shrug
“They have a lot of stuff in this store, I think you’ll find something you like. But, why’re you different now?”
>“Oh! Yeah when we turn we take on whatever personality fit’s the pony we turn into, or at least, the best we can do based on whatever information we have!”
>“This is the pony I know the best! I think her names Colgate”

>>25845746
awww yisss

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>>25845763
>calling her the right name

so yeah, how would one break in chryslais? i seen a few anons suggest stuff, but once you break her will, how to get her to become docile?

>saw soda discussion, was too tired to post the ghetto Baja blast formula

>75-80% regular mountain dew
>rest is that light blue berry powerade

It's damn close to the real stuff.

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>>25845763
>Dat pic
>Giving a mare a bouquet is equivalent of proposing.
Headcannon accepted.

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>>25845871
What?

>>25845946
Lumineko is trying to kill us
need to think over my next part and what to buy Ling, it'll be a bit

>>25793222
Putting more loving pressure on this writer to not be kill

>>25845391
this

>>25845455
>>25845529
>>25845621
>>25845634
>>25845716
>>25845726
>>25845743
Wrong kind of dom for my taste, but tastefully written nevertheless.

>>25845968
>dorky changeling knockoff of nose rings, but for the leg holes. looks tacky as hell but Ling loves them

>>25845968
socks

>>25845968
A cute santa hat or raindeer antlers.

>>25845968
A santa hat

Wh-where's the story with weed-Anon and Bon Bon?

That's the only story that's actually made me laugh.I laughed so hard I started coughing, then almost threw up. It was that funny.

>>25843364
Did you really do a Roots x My Little Pony crossover? Is that what I'm reading right now?

>>25846438
>>25846376
>>25846375
>>25846358
I'll take these into consideration for the clothes, but Bed Bath and Beyond will be for toiletries and bedding

>>25846486
I just started that yesterday. Give me a chance to drink some coffee and get my kids to school.

>>25846643
They have cooking stuff there! Get her an apron!

>>25846646
>coffee
>school
W-where do you LIVE?

>>25846675
Europe.

>>25846643
Comfy things for the bed.
Then have her accidentally stab an expensive bed with her horn, ending with the two running the fuck out of there. Then, nice laughs and a bonding experience follows.

>>25846696
Aye. 'Tis 10 over here, m8!
Good morning, then!

>>25846643
Have her sit in one of their massage chairs.

Comfy changeling is comfy.

>>25844223
it doesn't make sense at all. If anything it makes life harder on the mare. It stems purely from rumors and lies, I wouldnt doubt from horse breeders who breed as many horses as possible in an attempt to make the greatest profit while confusing and keeping competition away
Its sickening and cruel.
Captcha: Wheelchairs

>>25846643
>Ling shits in floor-model toilet
>one of Minuette's friends is at Bed Bath and Blow Yourself at the time
>hilarity ensues

>>25846643
Can they at least go searching for a universal remote?

>>25846876

do lings even poop?

(sorry about namefagging, playing in a RP)

>>25846835
call me callous but i cant really bring myself to care when the usual for stallions is snipping their nuts off

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>>25836604
God damn this thread moves quick.
I got three hours, update soon I promise.

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>>25846896
>apologizing for namefagging

>>25846923
I understand your stance on that. I've never been much of a fan for gelding, but it can be necessary, in which case I'm okay with it. I just can't think of a good excuse for the mare thing though.
My ex worked on a horse rescue, I've heard of some shit. I wanted to help her but one cannot work if they just want to hug all the abused ponies

>>25845391
I'm in this camp. Too busy mashing f5 to post

>>25846896
Well, she eats food. So i imagine yes.

I'm glad everyone is throwing their input around, I'm going to take notes and use these ideas in some way or another.

>>25847047

I always though they just converted in into that green goop stuff and puked it back up as needed

>>25830225
I'm afraid that at some point Anon simply decide to flee, leaving the farm without administrator, one harvest unsold and their workers to their fate, because simply cannot or do not want to stick with a load not asked nor provides any satisfaction only more and more problems and responsibilities that gradually steal his life

>>25847070
That can be arranged. Why not both?
Oh god what am I doing. Also next post up in a few minutes. If you have ideas for things ling to buy that are bedroom or bathroom related, go for it. I'm using this catalog
She needs
>bedding
>bathing
>maybe beyonding
http://www.bedbathandbeyond.com/store/static/uscollege2015circular

>>25847127

Fuzzy pony slippers

>>25847127
I don't know why, but I'm laughing at the idea of Ling being fascinated and slightly terrified by plungers..

>>25847201
You've given me a beautiful idea anon

>>25847201

like what, thinking its some kind of taorture device used to pull your intestines out your rear via suction?

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>>25847201
Can she get the handle stuck through her leg-holes?

>>25847356
Leg hole splinters are no joke anon.

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>>25845763
>You lead Ling inside
>her reaction is priceless
>The tall ceiling and row upon rows of all sorts of things makes her head spin
>Almost in a literal sense
>“Wow Anon, look at all this!”
>She hurries over to a pillow
>And plants her face right into it
>“Its so soloist, Anon why isn’t your bed this soft and smell so good!?”
>You have your reasons
>You should probably clean your sheets
>Ling trots around the store, keeping the leash as far as it will possibly go
>You get many odd looks, but you ignore them
“Alright Ling, we’re here for a couple things”
>She turns around wearing a santa hat
>the ball pressed to her face and her nuzzling into it
>“yeah? What we gonna get?!”
>You laugh at her enthusiasm and give her a list
“Pillow, one or two, sheets, comforter, bed things, theres already a lamp in the room so we don’t need that. A clock if you want it, I need you to start cooking so we’ll look for any kind of cooking things”
>Ling stiffens at that and gives up a pouting face
>“I don’t want to cook though”
“Too bad. I can’t cook for shit and I need to save money now”
>She looks around then uses the Santa hat to slightly cover her eyes
>She cant escape that easily though as you tug her closer
“Either cook or I wont get you that hat”
>She gulps, thinking
>“fine. But you get me the jacket that goes with it!”
>Looking behind her you see she ripped open a pony Santa outfit that comes with a hat, fake beard, and cute little jacket
>Damn it, its not a choice now
“Deal”
>She hugs to you happily and beams
>“alright then deal!”
>She keeps the hat on and you continue
“Any kind of things you need, like towels, or whatever, also a tooth brush”
>Ling reaches up and uses a hoof to test her breath
>The look of horror tells you everything

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>>25847523
>She looks up to you for a few moments before she follows it up by looking around the store
>As you show her around, you begin to tell her a legend, mostly to pass the time
>The legend of the magical remote
>First of course you have to explain what a remote is to her
>That amazes her a lot, but then she hears about one that can control time
>Her eyes are wide
>You sit on one of those cool massage chairs and help her into one
>She’s a bit freaked out by the leg holsters built into it, but she sits anyway
>You pay for the massage and her eyes go wide
>She groans loudly and relaxes into the chair
>You continue on with your story
“And then the hero realizes what he did and begs for his life back”
>“That’s so sad”
>She smiles
>“But beautiful”
>You smile
“Ya wanna know where he found the remove?”
>“Hm?”
“In a Bed, Bath, and Beyond store, just like this one”
>She gasps with amazement
>You laugh and watch her as she both relaxes and is purely amazed by the story
>Today’s not even half way over and it’s a great day
>But, soon enough your $1 massage ends and Ling looks at you disappointed
“Alright, lets find you some goodies!”
>She nods and sits up, you take her leash and bring her to the Bed section
>Ling is impressed by the colors though
>So she digs deeper, into items behind items
>Some of them have been sitting on the shelf a long time actually
>She pulls out a comforter set and holds it up proudly
>Good lord its ugly
>But its cheap
“You sure you want it?”
>She nods happily
>“It reminds me of the hive.”
>Ling looks down, but she has a clear smile on her face
>You return the smile and pick it up, dumping it into the cart
“Awesome, that’s bedding down”
>You bring her to the clocks and she picks out the first one she sees that is decent
>Its analog though, she isn’t showing interest in the digital ones
>it’s the same green

>>25847544
Motherfucker, did Anon just describe the plot of Click to Ling or something?
IT'S TO LATE, HER MIND HAS BEEN SOILED BY ADAM SANDLER, ABANDON ALL HOPE

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>>25847544
>Next is bath, which she doesn’t seem as picky about, instead she just grabs some fluffy soft ones
>You get her to pick up the ones on sale
>She also picks up some soft slippers
>They're actually the same color as her eyes
>Ling touches them and looks them over, she nods and puts two pairs into the cart
>You arn't sure how she's going to wear them, but you go with it
>The you pick up some needles and thread so you can put her name on her bath things
>And now for beyond
>She starts searching the store with you
>Kitchen wise, you are lucky to find a new ‘pony’ line of kitchen items, all the same things as normal, but modified for pony use
>Even a little apron just for ponies
>Ling lets you pick out whatever, not bothering to even look
>You purposely pick out a corny ‘kiss the cook’ apron and put it under everything else
>Storage is a big deal, and you get some under the bed storage and in the closet storage as well
>While you let Ling browse you consider what she picked out as well as what else is needed for her
>Its all green and/or black
(Any last things ling needs before moving on to the next store?)

>>25847544
>remove
>remote
>I fucked it again
I'm sorry anons for my piss poor mistakes

>>25847575
She should convince Anon to buy one of those cheasy cheap dvds from those 10$ movie racks near the cashiers

>>25847575
Should go find a build-a-bear or whatever and see if you can make her a little plush changeling.

>>25847575
>>25847666
Well shit, can't argue with Satan, man.

>>25847666
Trips confirm this

>>25847666
sheit man i didnt even plan on a build a bear visit, but now i have to

>>25847693

better damn well be a Ponk plushie

>>25847666
Build-a-Bear confirmed tool of the devil, papal edict when

>>25847716
You shouldn't ridicule Satan's wishes, Anon.

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>>25847731

yeah well tell satan cthulhu says hi.

>The basement of this place is nice compared to the rest of the house. The washing machine and general cleaning supplies are stored down here. You've also made it into your room due to the lack of "dankness."
>You've been making inroads into cleaning the place upstairs while Anonymous sits around getting high all day. You have no idea how he affords all of this.
>It's been two weeks since he bought you and all you've seen him do is smoke, eat, and in one unfortunate incident masturbate on the living room couch while watching disturbing cartoons.
>Tentacles are not your fetish.
>He apologized by buying you a bed. It's the most comfortable thing you've slept on since you came to earth. So you didn't stay too mad at him. He seems to not be able to help himself.
>It's like living with a large stupid child. A large stupid child you were sitting on the couch with while watching a movie.
>"Hey Bob Bon?"
What Anonymous.
>"What does that picture on your butt mean?"
I'm a candy maker.
>He sits and stares at you for a minute before striking out with both hands and grabbing each side of your head. He gets nose to nose with you.
>"DO YOU MAKE FUDGE?"
...yes
>"CAN YOU MAKE SOME NOW?"
...no
>"WHY NOT!"
Because you're holding my face like a crazy person.
>He comes to his senses and lets you go.
>"Sorry, I'm a total slut for fudge man."
>You glare at him as you rub the sides of your face. You can never get over how stupid strong these humans are.
I'll make you some, but don't grab me like that again.
>"Okay."
>He almost seems ashamed of himself, but you know better. Plus he's likely to forget in ten minutes anyway.
>You're about to go into the kitchen when he turns to you.
>"Hey Bon Bon."
What?
>He reaches out and gently touches your nose.
>"I just booped your snooter."
>You scrunch at him as hard as you can as he cackles like a crazy person.
>You are totally going to spit in the fudge as you make it.

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>>25847575
Just a last small update and thats all for tonight


>You finish up finding everything Ling wanted and check over your haul
>Thank goodness a lot of this is on sale
>However Ling has one last blow to make to your wallet
>She wiggles her blue tail as she gleefully makes her way to the front of the store
>Pulling the cart along
>You have to walk faster to keep up with her by now
>And then she comes to a sudden stop and you fall over
“Hey Ling what the hell?”
>Her tail practically wags as she looks at the cheap CD rack
>“What’re these?”
“You know what a record is?”
>She nods
“Its just like a record, but uses a laser instead”
>She ooooo’s and stares
>You smile and look at her
>$5
“Okay, okay, pick one up”
>She looks through them and carefully picks one up
>Hm, a pony on the front
>However
>Oh no
>Its Christmas songs
>As sung by Octavia
>Who?
>Ling looks up at you with her pleading, beautiful blue orbs
>“Can I have this one?”
“How much is it?”
>She scrunches up and her stare turns into a glare
>“You know I cant read it!”
>You chuckle and take it from her
“Its $5, see that symbol”
>You point to the dollar sign
“That means dollars, the other thing is a five”
>She nods and clutches the CD back to her chest
>Awkwardly walking up to the cashier
>Who is also pony
>Two legs walking is strange on a pony, you aren’t sure how to feel about it
>As soon as the pony scans the CD, she snatches it back and waits
>drowning out the constant beeping of the various items you turn to Ling
“Did you know her?”
>She nods
“That’s Octavia, one of the best bass players in Equestria. I hear she sings well, but I’ve never heard it”
>She shrugs
>You turn to the pony, who is still scanning, but slower, listening to you two talk
>Ling pets the CD softly
>“Thank you Anon, this means a lot..”
“Oh we aren’t done yet”
>Ling walks closer and slowly takes your leg into a hug
(And thats all for tonight)

>>25848425
This is cute.

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>>25843015
>more tomorrow

>>25844929
>Mfw theres a waffle house and an IHOP under a mile from eachother where i live

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>>25848227
>You scrunch at him as hard as you can as he cackles like a crazy person.
>You are totally going to spit in the fudge as you make it.

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>>25848227
yes

>>25843493
>>25843557
>>25843519
The problem with this canon isn't that its not true, the problem is if we accept ponies as inexplicably strong and masters of their environment, we wouldn't be able to enslave them worth shit without crippling their magic, which defeats the point of the arguement that pony slavery is economicable.

>>25844223
As someone who cares for horses you better not be stalling them up. theyre a herd animal thats awake 22 hours a day, not a basement troll fapping to horse pussy 16 hours a day.

>>25848227
lol poor Bon Bon. I really like your idea for a story and I really want to see where you go with it.

Which pony would become pone Martin Luther King, and which would become Malcom X?

>>25848760
Cold iron, mate.

>>25842919
>Ponies are hurt and Anon wants to make them feel better: The thread
I wish I had an reaction image to properly show just how much I approve, but unfortunately none of them do the job.
I just want to tell anyone who has contibuted that I sincerely appreciate the effort you take.

On another note:
A few months back I wrote a story where Anon becomes the new caretaker of a mentally disabled Derpy, only to discover that his precedessor didn't take his job very seriously.
Obviously there is no slavery, but it has the general theme of whiteknight faggotry and making a pony in a shitty situation feel better.
Should I post it?

>>25849048
There was a screencap of that floating around. Post away.

>>25848776
I would never. They get their own field I rent and only get stabled during emergency weather and sickness.

Still I don't visit them as much as I should though, Might do it later now that you've reminded me

>>25848760
See super strength and magic isn't actually all that effective when you're massively outnumbered against a race that excels at long ranged combat. Factor in that most ponies don't have a cutie mark that is combat related and the average unicorn like Rarity can't pick up a 40ish pound banner with her telekinesis and your looking at a rather small force of ponies that could actually put up resistance. Factor in that in canon Celestia was one shotted by Crystalis slamming her and the fact that big nations have drones that don't actually required traditional combat to strike a sneaky devastating blow and your looking at a 'war' that doesn't last very long when all the major fighting ponies get blasted.

Humans are far more vicious and practical then ponies so I believe that they could win a far against a bunch of marshmellow horses if they so choose. What you should be asking is why would a country attack them in the first and why exactly would most first world countries be suddenly okay with brutalizing something so cute. I mean its bad PR and bad PR means you lose the next election.

>>25849062
Alright


>You are Anon, and you're currently assembling a salad.
>You would usually go for something simpler, but as of today cooking is part of your job.
>Your arrival in Equestria was not exactly an expierience you'd care to repeat.
>Not only were you forcefully seperated from all of your family and friends, but you also struggled to make any new friends in Equestria.
>While ponies looked quite cute to humans, humans apparently had a pretty unsettling effect on ponies due to their small heads and eyes.
>The only pony willing to be your friend was Pinkie Pie, but you were unable to endure her energetic nature for more than a couple of minutes at a time.
>Since ponies are also terrible at lying, you could tell that basically everyone except Pinkie Pie disliked your presence, even though some pretended otherwise.
>One of the ponies called Twilight Sparkle, who seems to be some sort of authority figure, was nice enough to let you live in one of the many empty rooms of her castle, and to provide you with food and clothing.
>In return she had you write about your world, focusing on human history and society.
>Even though you appreciated her hospitality, you still disliked being that dependant on her.
>You figured that since she took you in on a whim she might kick you out on a whim as well, especially as soon as if you run out of things to write about.
>Your pride also demanded for more independance, so you started looking for a real job.
>You had hoped to utilize your basic knowledge of chemistry and physics to make money, but it turns out that magic makes science obsolete, since magic is much easier to learn and to use, rendering your knowledge almost useless.
>Due to Pinkie's efforts the cakes actually let you work at their bakery for some time, but when ponies started complaining about a "disgusting ape" making their food, it was the end of your baking career.
>Manual labor was also not an option for you.

>>25849130
>Your physical prowess was already subpar back on earth, and compared to the magic-infused earth ponies it was even worse.
>You continued your search for work, but couldn't find a suitable opening.
>Until today, that is.
>On your usual visit to the bulletin board to look for jobs, you noticed a new job advertisement.
>It was hastily written, and considering you didn't see it yesterday, it must have been put up recently.
>"Somepony to look after mentally handicapped pony wanted. Job interviews today at 3pm in the town hall."
>You figured that even though this wasn't exactly what you were looking for, you were also in no position to be picky.
>Lucky for you, you were the only one that showed up at the job interview, and thanks to a paper written by Twilight which deemed you harmless, you actually got the job.
>You were to look after a certain pegasus named Ditzy Doo, who runs by the nickname Derpy.
>Apparently the prefious caretaker had suddenly quit his job and boarded a train to canterlot, which is why you were told to start your job the same day you applied.
>You were given a list of your new responsibilities, which included cooking, cleaning and making sure Derpy doesn't get hurt.
>You still had one hour till your new job would officially start, but you had nothing to do anyways, so you just walked over.
>Making sure it was the right house you pulled the key from your pocket and unlocked the door.
>Inside you were greeted by the smell of dust and another smell you couldn't quite put your finger on.
>Everything was covered in a thick layer of dust.
"Hello? Someone home?"

>>25848227
>You're not sure if living here counts as abuse, but it is unpleasant. Between getting your "snooter" booped, requests for fudge, attempts to ride you into the sunset, staring at your hooves, and the fart game you have had your fill.
>You're pretty sure he just thinks he is being playful. After all, you've seen him act the same way around other humans when they come to visit.
>They all like your fudge and other candies. So you spend a lot of time making them. It's nice to get back into that. Even if it all goes to feeding a bunch of degenerate humans.
>Anonymous cleaned up the computer room at your request. You were not going to clean up all those used tissues. You've made it very clear that he is not to use that room for "happy time" anymore. You sealed that deal with a chocolate cake.
>You needed access to the computer to take over buying groceries. The house does not need a pallet of oreo cookies delivered. Nor does it need a freezer full of Hungry Jack meals. Anonymous has been eating better since he bought you. Even if he does complain about the lack of processed food.
>You browse the pony sale site on occasion to see if you recognize any familiar faces. No luck there.
>"Bon Bon, can you make me some tendies?"
I read that story Anonymous. It wasn't funny the first time.
>"Oh, right. Anyway, I'm going to Taco Bell. Do you want anything?"
No, and I'm not making dinner for you if you eat out.
>"I'll eat you out."
Not in this lifetime monkey.
>"Ha, smell you later Bonnie"
>You dislike his nickname for you. You really dislike his innuendo. and you really dislike the fact that he farted in the doorway trapping you inside the room.
Bucking humans.

>>25849130
Sorry for interrupting.

>>25849132
>You heard some movement from above you.
>Moments later a gray Pegasus came tumbling down a flight of stairs you hadn't spotted until now.
>She had a yellow mane and three bubbles as a cutie mark.
>Yep, this is the mare you're supposed to look after.
>You walked over and helped her get up.
>Up close you noticed that her eyes did not align at all.
>That would explain her nickname.
>You also noticed that she smelled like she didn't shower in two weeks.
>She looked at you with one eye while smiling goofily.
>After 2 seconds or so her smile fell.
>"You're not Mr. Hoofington."
"No I'm not. My name is Anon, and from now on I'll take care of you."
>As you said this her goofy smile returned.
>"That's very nice of you. My name is Derpy."
>She looked at you for another couple of seconds.
>"You look funny."
>Well "funny" is at least better than "disgusting".
>You simply ignored her remark.
>Her smile fell a bit.
>"Do you know when Mr. Hoofington will come back? He told me to wait here and I'm hungry."

>>25849136
>You were unsure of what to say.
"I don't know, Derpy. But I can make you something to eat."
>That made her smile return.
>"I want a muffin!"
>Thanks to the fact that more than half the houses in Ponyville are built using the exact same basic design, it didn't take you long to find the kitchen.
>You didn't like what you saw.
>Just like the hallway the kitchen was covered in dust.
>Dirty dishes were piling up near the sink.
>A faint smell of rat shit lingered in the air.
>You had half a mind to just leave the moment you saw the kitchen.
>If this is what the rest of the house looked like, there would be a shitload of work waiting for you.
>But you did look for a job after all, and you couldn't just let this opportunity go to waste.
>You also already took responibility for Derpy and couldn't just leave her like this.
>You exhaled deeply and opened the fridge.
>Inside you found four bottles of beer and some expired ketchup.
>In a nearby cupboard you found half a loaf of moldy bread.
>Taking a step backwards you almost tripped over Derpy.
"Sorry, I didn't see you there."
>"That's ok, Anon. I bump into ponies all the time."

>>25849155
>Further inspection of the kitchen revealed that at least some of the cooking utensils were in usable condition.
>You knelt down to Derpy.
"I'll have something to eat for you soon, but I'll have to go shopping beforehand. Wait here until I return!"
>"Will you bring me a muffin?"
"Yes, I'll get you a muffin."
>She visibly grew excited at hearing this.
>She even followed you all the way to the door, but you made sure to lock the door.
>You went over to the market and bought some groceries for a meal using the budget provided for your job.
>You also bought a loaf of bread as well as a box of muesli and some milk.
>You didn't know whether Derpy would like the muesli, but it would hardly go moldy, so it would make for a good reserve.
>And even in case she wouldn't like it you could still eat it yourself.
>You briefly consider buying more, but you would likely have to go shopping again tomorrow anyways after inspecting the rest of the house.
>You should ask Twilight to lend you her Ring of Tenser's Floating Disk, which basically summoned a self-moving, floating shopping cart.
>As you walked back towards Derpy's house you passed by Sugarcube Corner.
>Fuck you almost forgot to get a muffin for Derpy.
>You turned around and entered the pastry shop.
>Main business hours had already passed and Pinkie was idly leaning on the counter while talking to a cupcake.
"Hey there, Pinkie."
>"Hi, Nonny! What can I get you?"
>As she said this she did some weird bouncing motion you would expect from a cartoon character.

>>25849160
"One muffin, please."
>"Okie-dokie, what flavor?"
>You stopped to think for a moment.
>You didn't know which flavor Derpy would like.
>"What's wrong? Can't decide?"
>You smiled at the misunderstanding.
"No, it's just that I'm buying the muffin for someone else, and didn't ask which flavor to buy."
>"Good thing I'm best friends with everypony in town. Just tell me which pony, and I'll tell you which flavor!"
"Im buying the muffin for Derpy."
>"Oh, she's coming here often. She really likes the blueberry ones."
"I'll take one of those then."
>"Here you go Anon. That'll be two bits."
>You handed over the money and put the muffin into your shopping bag.
>"It's very nice of you to buy a muffin for Derpy. Could it be she's your new special somepony?"
>That amount of eyebrow wriggling shouldn't be physically possible.
>But the same goes for magic so you just roll with it.
"No, Pinkie, it's nothing like that. I accepted a job as her caregiver earlier today."
>Pinkie looked at you quizzically.
>"But isn't that Mr.Hoofington's job?"
"Well, from what I've been told he apparantly quit his job."
>You thought back to the state the house was in.
>"Say, Pinkie, what can you tell me about Mr.Hoofington?"
>She thought for a second.
>"Well, his full name is Tiny Tumbler Hoffington, but he didn't like that name so he asked everypony to just call him Mr. Hoofington."
>With a name like that you could kind of see why.

>>25849175
>"He's a dark gray earth pony, and his cutie mark is a brick. I think he's been working in construction before he became Derpy's caregiver."
>"Why are you asking?"
"Well, when i visited Derpy today she gave off a very neglected impression."
>Pinkies expression grew worried.
>"Really? That sounds awful."
>"I mean, I was only occasionally best friends with Mr. Hoofington, because he mostly likes to be left alone, but i thought he'd take good care of Derpy."
>That reminded you that Derpy was probably still waiting for your return.
"Shit, I gotta go and make some food for Derpy."
"Bye, Pinkie."
>"Bye, Nonny."
>You walked back slightly faster than usual, because you're a little worried about leaving Derpy alone.
>After entering the house you called out:
"Derpy? I'm home."
>To your relief you saw Derpy sitting in front of a window.
>Maybe you can leave her unsupervised without something harmful happening to her?
>Or was it mere chance that nothing happened this time?
>You realized that you took this job without any preperation or knowledge on the matter and you felt a bit lost.
>By now Derpy has walked up to you.
>Her face was one of exitement, if you ever saw one.
>"Did you get me a muffin?"
"Yes, I have it right here."

>>25849183
>You retrieved the muffin from you shopping bag and held it out to her.
>Derpy took the muffin from your hand using both of her hooves and gulped the whole thing down in mere seconds.
>Guess she really was hungry.
"You're probably still hungry. I bought some groceries to make you a salad."
>As you said this you ruffled her mane a little.
>Your hand felt a little greasy afterwards.
>You think you know what to do after making sure she's fed.
>You entered the kitchen with Derpy following you.
>You retrieved one of the clean bowls, as well as a cutting board and a knife.
>Which brings you back to the present.
>You get a bottle of vinegar you saw earlier, as well as a jar of salt.
>What you didn't see earlier however, was that the bottle of olive oil you saw was left open the last time it had been used.
>The by now hard substance does not seem edible.
>Oh well, the salad will still be fine even without oil.
>You put some vinegar and salt into the bowl and start washing the vegetables.
>You're glad the water coming out of the faucet is clean.
>As you cut the vegetables, Derpy flies onto the counter.
>She looks at you, then at the cutting board, then back at you, and does her best to make a pleading expression.
>It's actually pretty damn cute.
>You can't resist giving her a slice of tomato.
>You wonder whether you're enforcing a bad habit by doing this, but you figured she's still pretty hungry and you didn't want to torment her.
>You continue to give her some treats from time to time as you finish the salad.
>When you're done you put the bowl onto a small kitchen standing in the kitchen and fetch two plates and two forks from one of the cupboards.
>You sit down across from Derpy and serve her a generous portion.