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Human becomes pony. How, why and what happens next are all up to you. New stories and art welcome!
Any type of transformation into ponies, dragons, gryphons, minotaurs, changelings, etc., whether OC or canonical, & Anonponies of all shapes and sizes.

Previously on PTFG,

Bad Trip by PrismAnon - new
https://docs.google.com/document/d/1GAIk6BuaYf7yWUhk_BF_RuNDtznnwJJBZAyQHuL3QZU/edit

Greg read WikiHow by WallMixer - new
http://pastebin.com/VLktBzZF

WikiHow to Help a Recently Transformed Pony by WallMixer
http://pastebin.com/BeEJbLQ9

Pony Transformation Story by WallMixer
http://pastebin.com/ywdE9SGn
http://pastebin.com/u/WallMixer

Breaking Horse by Spacewolfe:
https://docs.google.com/document/d/1-Cuh8qxD-hk8oMxpuwrH0pD7858VmDOaf9gEjMGo8Ks/edit

Loving Grace by WallMixer
http://pastebin.com/JU1CMFDD
http://pastebin.com/34JEuiFZ

Drugs tho by RichAnon
http://pastebin.com/YFa8huTc


Archive of over 250 stories, as well as additional links and materials:
http://derpy.me/PonyTF

Unrated TF image dump thread:
http://derpy.me/ptfgnsfw

Below are some suggested writing prompts.

AiE Going Native:
>Somehow anon managed to get stuck in Equestria. It seems that the magic in the world around them is catching up to their mundane body, and in amusing ways. Watch as anon adjusts and makes sense of the new world and soon to be new body.

Pon-E:
>A pill of questionable legality is now available. Taking one results, over the course of a minute or so, in a complete transformation into a little pony lasting twelve hours. The caveats are twofold: First there is no way to predict in the appearance that will result, pegasus, unicorn or earth pony; stallion or mare. Secondly taking two pills within a day renders the transformation permanent.

Awful /soc/-type chatter's in #ptfg on irc.rizon.net

Previous Thread:
>>29180699
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>>29231685
i want op to read me a bed time story while I slwoly transform into pone, then when my penis turns into marecock, i rape him when he unsuspects it and pleads for more as I traverse his cavernous asshole. my semen will in turn transform him into an earth pony. and that is how earth ponys are made.
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I want ponies into humans.
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>>29231995
>marecock
You obviously have some misconceptions about pony anatomy that you should clear up if you ever want to be one.
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My kink is swapping. I want a pony to turn into a human by turning me into a pony.

Is there anything like that already?
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>>29232045
>marecock
>misconceptions
You must be new here
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>>29232087
There are several things
http://www.fimfiction.net/story/109700/royal-duties
http://www.fimfiction.net/story/119591/royal-duties-inheritance
http://www.fimfiction.net/story/118926/trixing-switch
http://www.fimfiction.net/story/285179/trading-faces
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How about someone mix it up a bit and do a story that takes place in a hybrid world where humans and ponies are already integrated as equals, much like the world in First Pony View? There could be quite a bit of potential there.
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>>29232027
You're in luck, there just so happens to be four movies that tackle this exact thing.
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>>29232146
Interesting idea. I wonder how ponies and humans in that sort of a world would react.
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>>29232092
The cock goes in the mare. Not on the mare. This is basic stuff, Anon.
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I want to be the little stallion
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>>29232976
Are you sure? You'll never be an important character in a children's cartoon.
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>>29232045
>>29232529
>not liking marecock
Filthy, disgusting degenerate.
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>>29227418
>Class is unremarkable, at the end I turn in my homework and head to my next class
>It was equally unremarkable, save the Professor referring to me as “Small Horse Student”
>Not sure if ThatsRaciest.jpg or if they were just trying to meme
>Either way I think less of them for it
>I head into the Student Union to wait for my next class
>I spot Anabelle siting in the lounge
>I approach her “Morning Anabelle, Mind if I join you?”
>She looks up from her phone and smiles
>”Shure thing, how was your weekend?”
>I climb up and turn to her
>”It was good, my mom drove down to see me”
>she nods “How did she take it?”
>I shrug “She was worried, but I convinced her that I would be fine. She said she was glad I had Leroy to look after me”
>”Did she have anything to say about your ‘relationship’ with him?”
>”She didn’t really comment on it, but I’m pretty sure she thinks we’re gay”
>”Well at least she’s accepting”
>I nod “Yeah, how about you?”
>”My weekend was good, I volunteered at the animal shelter and I got to spend time with the kitties”
>”How where the kitties?”
> “small and fluffy” She holds out her hand “May I?”
>”Go ahead”
>She places a hand on my neck and begins to stroke my mane
>”So how’s Leroy doing?”
>”He’s doing good, we worked out chores last night…” I lean into her hand
>She giggles “Has he been petting you enough?”
>”I don’t think I could be pet enough”
>”Well mind if I try anyway?” a male voice asks
>I turn and see James standing behind me
>”Morning James, Go ahead and try”
>He places a hand behind my ear and begins to scratch
>I close my eyes and enjoy it
>After a moment someone else asks to pet me
>I don’t recognize the voice, and I don’t bother to look
>”Yes please” I say
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>>29233350
The only question is, transformation into the little mare or transformation into the well-endowed mare?
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>>29233526
>Others join in
>the first few all ask for permission to pet me
>But I’m pretty sure some just walked up and started petting me
>Honestly I didn’t care
>I laid down and relaxed my body
>Just enjoying the hands running down my neck and back
>Someone was caressing the top of my muzzle
>Placing two fingers just below my eyes and slowly drawing them down to the tip of my snout
>James was still scratching my ears, occasionally he would give them a little squeeze and a light tug
>Anabelle kept stroking my neck, periodically stopping to scratch the back of my head
>At least three people are petting and scratching my back
>I just relax and enjoy it
>Every stroke brought a little bit of bliss
>I relaxed further, letting my wings unfurl slightly
>I begin to feel someone gently pulling on my wing, unfurling it further
>They carefully draw my wing out until it is fully extended
>They cup their hand around the base of my wing, and then slowly pull it along the front edge
>Ecstasy ripples through my body as I pull my head back in delight
>My eyes flutter open and I see that a crowd of onlookers has gathered
>I blush slightly when I notice that most of them have a phone or camera
>This is probably already on the internet by now
>Those thoughts evaporate when the hand begins another long stroke down the span of my wing
>How did I live without this?
>I close my eyes again as I entered a deep state of euphoria
>I began to lose track of time, I couldn’t even track the hands on my body, all I can tell is that this felt good and I didn’t want it to stop
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>>29233534
>Inevitably it did stop
>A gentle nudging shook me from my trance
>”Hey Anon, don’t you have class now?”
>My mind begins to clear as a watch is held in front of me
>I gasp when my mind registers the importance of the numbers
>I mournfully retracted my wing and began to stand up
>I let out a sigh “Yes, thank you for reminding me Anabelle”
>I gather my things and thank them for petting me, then I depart for my next class
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>>29233539
Sweet
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>>29233534
I want Leroy to put anon in a pretty dress!
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>>29233734
Dresses are for mares.
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>>29233734
I want Leroy have him wear a skimpy maid uniform as he does his chores
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>>29233734
I want Leroy to put anon in a puffy diaper!
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>>29233871
Pony maid is a nice thing to be turned into.
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>The world champion of rock paper scissors was at a severe disadvantage after turning into a pony.
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>>29233921
>>29233871
>>29233885
>>29233734
Anon is already a pet poner

We have now suggested Cross-dressing, Maid Uniform, and Diapers.

Any other fetishes for him?
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Your best friend, who has somehow remained blissfully ignorant of all things pony, suddenly finds himself being one (possibly as a result of your idle wish for a pony friend or even marefriend). The task now falls to you to explain to him what he is and how he came to be that way. What do you do?
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>>29234462
auto erotic asphyxiation
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>>29233528
Transformation into the well-endowed mare would be glorious.
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>>29234462
spanking
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>>29234514
Or a great disappointment when you arrive in the version of Equestria where the mares have cocks and the stallions bear foals.
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>>29234462
I think fewer fetishes is better in this sort of story. Just ponies trying to get along in a world made for humans and being cute.
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>>29234652
Calling upon the seaponies was a bad idea.
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>>29231685
Don't let it die again.
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>>29233539
>Leroy time
>I pull up to the sidewalk to let Anon out
>I smile at him “Have a good day”
>He leans over and gives me a hug
>”I love you Master”
>master
>”I love you too Anon, I’ll see you when you get home” I ruffle his mane before letting go
>He hops out of the car and begins to wave as I drive off
>master
>He’s calling me master now
>And last night an off color comment on my part was enough to give him a full blown night terror
>He went from more or less normal yesterday evening, to a total wreck in the middle of the night, and now sort of normal this morning
>”Damn it!” I shout as I strike the rim of the steering wheel
>I hate this
>This feeling of helplessness
>My best friend may be going insane, or senile, or god knows what else!
>I don’t know what’s happening, much less how to stop it
>A few days ago I thought I was losing him
>Now I feel like I’m actively making it worse
>I don’t feel powerless, I feel helpless
>I have power, I just don’t know how to use it
>He was so malleable last night
>I could have done something
>I thought about doing something
>But the best I could come up with was to get him to go back to sleep!
>He said he trusted me, that’s why I’m his master
>It means a lot to me
>that he trusts me so much that he would follow me blindly
>I stop for a red light
>I beat on the dashboard as hard as I can
>”Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!”
>Why can’t I help him?
>He trusts me
>And I’m letting him down
>Why don’t I know what to do?
>Why does he have to be so…
>Happy about it?
>No. No.
>I shake my head to drive the message home
>It’s good that he’s happy
>And that’s one thing I-
>I jump at the sound of a car horn behind me
>The light has changed
>I pull forward and turn into my destination
>I park the car in a spot and lean back in my seat
>One thing that I can do for Anon is keep him happy
>I get out of the car and walk into the hardware store
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>>29235059
>I had over to the door knobs and stare at them
>I know how to make him happy
>I did it last night
>I’ve been doing it since this all started
>I can keep him happy and comfortable
>Even if that’s all I can do for him
>I grab a lever style knob and head to the counter
>I suppose that’s why he thought I would be a good master
>I smile slightly
>Maybe he doesn’t expect me to know what to do
>Just that I give my best effort
>”do you want a bag for this sir?”
>”hmm? No.”
>I pay and walk out of the store
>I chuckle slightly as I head back to the car
>I remember taking turns playing Fallout New Vegas with Anon
>”I, Tabitha, will take on the BURDEN of your OBEDIENCE!”
>It was funny back then but now, unironically, it rings true
>Anon didn’t just give himself to me, he gave me an obligation
>Just like a real pet, I have to take care of him
>I get in the car and throw the package to the back
>I wonder if he realizes the burden he placed on me…
>I hope he doesn’t
>Not for now at least
>Once he reaches some level of stability I’ll talk to him about it
>Hopefully he’ll straighten out, I don’t mind the pet play, but I don’t want to lose him to it…
>I suppose that may be out of my hands now though
>I’ll do what I can to keep him happy, and spend as much time with him as I can
>And if I do lose him, I’ll make sure he’s the happiest pony in the world
>One last stop before I go home
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>>29235071
>I stop by Anon’s apartment
>He said that the file that did this to him deleted its self
>But I may be able to recover it
>What will I do with it?
>No fucking clue
>I don’t even know what’s on it
>an “un fuck my friends mind” option would be good, But I doubt it
>I walk into his room and take his potato desktop
>I leave the monitor and keyboard, I have spars at home
>Anon said that he wanted potatoes, I’ll make one last stop before I go home
>I carry the ancient computer down to the car and pull out
>I stop by the store on the way home and buy some potatoes, as well as a few other odds and ends
>Once I get home I put the groceries away and leave the computer in the living room
>I grab my tool box and the new door knob kit and set to work installing it
>It’s simple enough only take me a few minutes to swap it out
>now when Anon gets home he can open the door himself
>I turn my attention to the computer
>This will probably take more time…
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>>29235078
inb4 Leroy finds the archive, become a mare and it has a foal with anon
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>>29235078
Leroy, NO!
What are we going to do with two ponies that want to be nothing but pets?
Hopefully he is smart enough to not listen to it while relaxed.
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>>29234462
Castration and orgasm denial/chastity.
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>The loud blaring of your alarm violently grabs you from sleep as the sun rises behind you.
>It's slowly becoming morning and the continuous repeating tone lets you know that it's also not the weekend. You have to actually get up.
>So you get up and fall out of your bed spectacularly. This is one of those mornings, isn't it? You sigh, eyes still closed and soon start trying to get up. Trying as standing seems exceptionably difficult.
>After a strange balancing game, you find yourself by your alarm to turn it off. Why it was on the other side of the room was beyond you.
>You open your eyes to see what your doing and notice a large stub, cyan in color.
"What the fuck?!"
>You fall onto your back and get a better look at yourself. You're covered in cyan fur, your legs look like hooves that weren't meant to be stood on, and there was a noticeable emptiness where your dick should be.
>You scramble to the large mirror in your room and find not you looking back, but a cyan horse instead. Your hair (mane?) looks like a light orange mess. The more you look yourself over, the more panic begins to set in.
>This surely is a dream, right? You've had dreams this vivid before. This has to be a dream.
>Then you notice the alarm and struggle to turn it off with your hooves. This wasn't a dream. Dreams don't have alarms like that.
>You sit in your room and start to sulk. Tears begin rolling down your face as you begin to process this. How were you going to go to work? Or school? Or even downstairs to deal with your parents?
>Oh god... you need to face your parents like this.
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>>29235693
>You sniffle and finally start to collect yourself. The silence in the room helped. You needed to go downstairs. They'll surely be expecting you soon. There wasn't some bullshit way to get around that, your parents see you every morning before you eat breakfast and go. There was no easy way to go about this.
>You'll have to come clean to them and tell them what's up. You grab a blanket from your bed and wrap it around yourself. You can barely see but your reflection shows that you look like a small blanket bundle with eyes sticking out.
>It's silly and cartoonish, but it makes you chuckle. You then start practicing walking. Unless this was a dream or temporary, you figured you'd want to try and shake things off and get used to your new form.
>You thought it'd be like crawling but no, it's much more awkward. It's like if you were on your feet but your legs were short enough to let your hands reach the ground too. It's awkward to do and feels awkward, but you get it after some time.
>"Anon, what'd keeping you?" Your parents yell. Fuck. Maybe you could stall for a bit.
"Can't find my wallet!"
>That wasn't your voice. You didn't notice it before, but your voice was a lot higher. There was no way avoiding it now, you could hear your family rush up the stairs and to your door. Panic starts to set in again and more tears begin to form. Your blanketed self could only hide so much as they opened the door.
>"Anon?" Your mother asked as she looked down at you. You back away. You can't face your family, not like this. "Anon is that you? Why are you wrapped up like that?" You couldn't muster any words. A part of you was still afraid as you slowly cornered yourself against your dresser. Your mom knelt down and started taking some of the blanket off of you. Your checks were soaked in tears as you looked back at her and the shock that was in her eyes. She looked like she was gonna have a heart attack after seeing you.
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>>29235872
>You start sobbing. The thought of disappointing her this much from something seemingly out of your control finally broke you. Your mom reached out and hugged you after finally gathering herself. You can't help but hug back and cry into her neck.
>You're a mess. You haven't been able to produce tears like this since you were a child. You weren't a child though, nor were you human. You were a small horse, a pony.
>Your mom soon removed the blanket from around you, where you sat in misery. The sun finally rose enough to shine in through the window. You could see yourself in the light and your orange mane looking like it was shining a bit in the mirror. You can't lie, you looked cute. You were a pony that looked like something from a cartoon and you looked adorable. At least this helped the mood a bit.
>"Anon, stay here. I'm going to call someone."
>And there goes the mood.
"Mom, who are you calling?"
>"I'm calling 911."
> How were the authorities going to help? Send you to a vet? Look up ways to take care of ex-human horses? That's stupid.
"What are they gonna do?"
>"I don't know."
"Then what's the point in calling them?!"
>"Because it's better trying than not doing anything!"
>She had a point. You let her do it as you sit in silence. You can't even begin to think about how your dad will react. He left for work a while ago. Poor man has to leave around 4 to make it on time. Later today, you'll surely see him.
>After a while, emergency dispatch arrives and looks you over.
>"Third one today," one of them mutters. You're not the first? Shit, what was going on? Who else got stuck like this?
>Your questions go unanswered as you're soon hauled away.
"I'll be taken back here, right?"
>They nod. It wasn't hesitant, but it wasn't confident either. Whatever the case, you figure you might as well try and take it dry eyed for a while. A part of you feels like more was waiting for you at your destination.
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>>29235986
and that's all for tonight. join us some time later for more crying ponies.
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>>29235999
I like that Anons not the only one. Looking forward to more.

Also nice trips.
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>>29235999
I hope that they let him come home, little pones need their families.
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I want to boop the little mare

I want to be the little mare

I want the little mare to boop me
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>>29236519
Boop
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>You become pone

>But you remain on Earth and can't speak or write any human languages (You can still understand/read human languages)

Would you do it?
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>>29237235
Find a horse whisperer to understand you.
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>>29235986
This is looking good so far. Keep going.
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>>29235986
Oh, I thought it was going to turn out that you woke up in a parallel hybrid world where you and your family were always ponies and they were just concerned over your reaction. I guess that works too.
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>>29237322
Maybe it's a world that's on the way to becoming a hybrid world of people and ponies.
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crosspostan a TF thing
>Be Anon on Earth.
>Drivan your car to get to place.
>Suddenly everything outside your car is dark.
>After a few minutes the darkness suddenly stops being there.
>Instead outside your car is a tall room with stained glass windows and horselike things surrounding you.
>One of them has a weird looking midsection that is all floppy.
>That one is white.
>"What is it?"
>"I don't know, but since it came from my womb I get to name it."
>"That sounds fair."
"What is going on."
>"I just gave birth to you by teleportation, since It seemed less trouble than pushing."
"Birth?"
>"Yes, I am your mother. I'm so pleased to meet you."
"This is really strange."
>"Now, are you a male or a female?"
"Male, and you?"
>"I'm a pretty pony princess with a pretty pony princess puffy pony pussy."
>"I'm a mare."
>"Mares are female."
>"Come give me a hug, son."
>You go up to the strange horse lady and hug her.
>"Sister, we should do something about his hideous >No hooves-ness."
>"Good idea Luna."
>White mc sunbutt's horn glows and a belt floats over from somewhere where you didn't see it come from.
>"This belt will let you transform into a much less disgusting Alicorn, and if need be, back into whatever you are now."
>You put on the belt.
>It's just like in your american live action shows.
>There are several buttons, most prominently two that are labeled "Ugly Thing" and "Alicorn".
>You press the belt and then you are a winged unicorn thing that is now only wearing the belt.
>Also you have three horns that are sort of braided together into a single structure.
>"You look gorgeous."
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>>29237722
>three horns
Alicorns have some weird tastes.
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>>29236519
Whoever boops with mares should see to it that he does not become a mare in the process. And when you gaze long into Equestria, Equestria also gazes into you.
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>>29238045
There's a problem with boopification? It's just a slightly cuter version of regular pone tf.
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>>29237722
Wait durnk anun is in this general too?
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bump and/or boop
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>>29238386
Maybe he drunkenly stumbled in.
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>>29238934
Either way I hope he stays.
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>>29238939
I think he's just passing through with some material from RGRE, but hey, doesn't hurt to be hopeful.
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>>29238051
They say that if you boop the right pony you'll turn into a pony yourself. Boop the wrong one and they'll give you a weird look. You may also be arrested as a serial booper.
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>>29232027
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>>29236224
Right.

Transformation into a pony, but you get quarantined with all the other ponies with no communication with the outside world.
Is it still worth it?
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>>29239460
I would say it depends on how many ponies there are and how you are treated. If there is a small city of quarantined ponies and you are treated well, maybe, otherwise no.
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>>29239601
All you'd need to do is gather your settlement's most powerful unicorns, have them pool all their power into opening the portal to Equestria and escape.
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>>29239795
>implying sentry snipers wont just start knocking off unicorns that start to oddly congregate and glow together.
No, you stay here, pony. Science needs you.
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>>29235986
Please continue.
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>>29239230
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I want to be a brood mare and serve my masters!
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>>29240513
>you will never be chubby trixie
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>>29240544
>tfw you will never be a brood mare
>ywn be strapped down to a breeding rack
>ywn have your mare vag pounded by stallion after stallion
>ywn be led out of the breeding chamber, leaving a trail of cum behind you
>ywn become pregnant with one of the dozens of stallions foals
>ywn be milked as stallions continue to fuck your pregnant womb
>ywn give birth to a little foal, only to be taken back to the rack to be impregnated again
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>>29240513
>>29240564
>Trixie has grown corpulent.
>Rather than fixing the problem the traditional way with diet and exercise, she swaps a naive human into her body and tells him he can have his body back when he's fixed hers.
>He does the natural thing and runs off in her body, never looking back.
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>>29240851
>your master will never stick his dick into your pony belly button
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I want to be Velvet and be a raiders fucktoy!
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>>29240997
Wrong Velvet. Being a princess' mother would be preferable.
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>>29236224
>>29237687
>>29239460
>>29239795
Oh man, now you're just giving me ideas for later tonight.
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>>29240730
One stallion would be plenty of breeding.
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>>29241190
Good good
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>All of PTFG becomes the little pone

What do we do now?
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>>29241916
Naturally, as soon as one of us transformed we'd probably all immediately go to this thread. Once it's obvious we've all become the little mares, find a place to meet up. We'd all have to get a friend to drive us, but it'll be fine. Anyone who doesn't have a human friend will be picked up. Then we can all pool together money and buy a small mansion.

Then pone orgies.
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>>29242126
How does one type with hooves?
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>>29242158
Carefully.

Hold a pencil in our mouths and slowly peck out words.
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I want to become shiny and be a pretty pet pony
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>>29242321
I want to become Octavia and be a pet pone
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>>29235986
>It's been hours. You've probably crossed states by now to some disclosed desert. It wouldn't surprise you, people turning into colorful horses would probably warrant some internment camp type situation.
>Along the way, one or two other ponies end up in the van. One of them had wings and was constantly twitching them. Probably getting used to the new limbs on her back. The other was a normal pony like you and was ramming into the wall and shouting at the drivers. He also had trouble standing and was falling over constantly.
>"Where are you taking us? What kind of cover-up is this anyways?" He shouted. His angry rambling seemed to be centered around other conspiracy theories and how true they were. You really couldn't care.
>You were sitting down and watching his display with your winged friend. This guy's been going at it for a while now and honestly, it's your only entertainment here.
>"So when did it happen for you?" The pegasus asked.
"This morning. I woke up like this."
>"Dang, at least you didn't see yourself change." Apparently this person was named Linda originally, but is considering a name change after all this happened. After all, her form reminded her of this show and she felt like she should go by naming conventions from it as well.
>Another loud bang came from Mr. Conspiracy until he finally fell over again. He just sighed this time. Maybe he finally gave up because he didn't bother getting up. Just stayed laying down and angry.
>"So what about you Anon? Thinking of any names?" No, you're more concerned about if you're ever gonna go home or become human again. Also wondering about what happened in the first place.
>The red pony finally got up and walked over to us. "I'll tell you what happened. These assholes were working on this bioweapon that they call P0-N3 and someone broke a container with it and tainted the air with this."
"That sounds like one of the most far fetched explanations I've ever heard."
>"So you think this was all magic?"
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>>29242487
>You're not sure if magic exists or not at this point. Linda says that unicorns might also be a thing and that they have magic so who knows.
>"Just trust me on this and keep in touch. I'll start working on an escape plan once we get to our little prison." The van stopped, speak of the devil.
>Two men in hazmat suits opened the back of the van. They didn't say anything, we just hopped out and entered a building in the middle of nowhere. Yeah, you're gonna have to either wait for things to get sorted out or break out.
>The building looked a bit like a prison on the outside minus the fence, but the inside was more like a hospital. There was a front desk, long hallways, and everything.
>You and your party eventually end up in a room full of other ponies, each with some sort of ring around their hoof. There were pegasi flying around the room awkwardly and unicorns with horns occasionally glowing faintly.
"What was that about magic?"
>"Probably a side effect for unicorns. Just keep an eye around and an ear open. I'll start making friends."
"Must not be your first prison break if you're already thinking of a plan."
>"Just thinkin' for the future. You want friends all around in these places, staff included." Whoever this guy is, he's probably done this kind of thing before. Maybe he was a convict or a POW before ponification.
>An announcement rang as screens flickered on around the room.
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>>29242631
>A coat of arms with a white and blue unicorn pegasus hybrid circling appeared on the screen as a woman began speaking. "Welcome to Camp Canterlot, a pony's paradise. Here is where you will be staying as you become acclimated to your new forms. As most of you have gathered, everyone in your room has some unique aspect to them. Some of you can fly, some of you are hardy, and some can even do magic. While this is all nice, the most important special part of you is your mark. This reflects..."
>You started to tune everything out at this point. It started devolving into a speech about friendship and being special and "calling this place home." Prison break is the only way out. It's just too nice to be some rehabilitation facility.
>Then, a ring was clamped on your hoof. "This ring is for naughty ponies. If you break any of the rules, these will document you and give you a kind hearted behavior fix."
>They just clamped a fucking shock collar to your arm. Leg? God, this was gonna get annoying.
>Finally, the announcement ended and everyone was led out and given a number. Probably room assignments. You and your accomplice eventually come to a split in the halls.
>"My room's this way. We'll talk about getting out later, but for now we'll focus on getting these bands off." You nod and start going off in the other direction when he stops you one last time. "By the way, call me Incognito for now."
"I'll just stick with Cog. Call me Anon."
>"Right. You start by getting a look at these. I'll see about getting some people on my side." You say your goodbyes and find yourself at your room. For a prison bedroom, it's pretty spacious.
>"Oh hey Anon!" You turn behind you and see Linda at the open door, flying shakily. She must be your roommate. They probably went over that in the announcement but the talk about love and friendship started making you sick.
>"Wow, this is exciting! I wonder if they'll put a computer in here or let us mail to our families!" Poor deluded Linda.
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>>29242825
Might just end it here for tonight. I'll start working on ideas for characters and camp details for a bit so except a few days before the next update.
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>>29242843
I'm curious how dark this is going to get.
Keep up the good work.
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>>29242825
>>"Then, a ring was clamped on your hoof. "This ring is for naughty ponies. If you break any of the rules, these will document you and give you a kind hearted behavior fix.""

Surveillance and torture all in one device connected to your hoof, for your convenience and safety no doubt.
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>>29235078
>I set up the computer in the corner and get to work
>It takes forever to load…
>the windows xp login screen appears
>right what would Anon’s Password be…
>Password
>Anon’s desktop loads
>I search for “Pony” in windows explorer
>…
>Anon needs a girlfriend…
>I grab a jump drive and plug it in to the computer
>I’ll just save some of these… for archival purposes
>Sadly not what I am looking for though
>I check his download folder next
>I set it to sort by date
>nothing
>Maybe it’s in the recycle bin
>I check that
>There it is
>a file folder named “PetPone”
>I open the folder
>Inside is a ReadMe and PetPone.exe
>I open the read me
>…
>It says that this is V1.2 of PetPone.exe, a hypnosis application
>I look over the change log
Change log [1.2]
-Reduced transformation time
-Transformations now only occur in REM sleep
-increased probability transformation after single application
-Added Self adjustment prompts based on sleep cycle
-Fixed bug in the Imprint conditioning, should only trigger for close friends, family, ect
-Improved stability
>I hope “stability” means mental stability
>I read the description
>all it says is that this will turn you into a pony and hypnotize you to be a pet
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>>29243596
>I move on to Usage
>The first half is how to navigate the menu, and recommendations for the hypnosis section
>It also warns that all changes are permanent
>So much for the “Unfuck my friends Mind” button
>The second half talks about the effects of hypnosis
>The user will “Imprint” on a human “Master” and will experience “Rewards” for obeying them, eventually becoming emotionally dependent on them
>at the end there’s a list of trigger words that Anon should respond to
>after that a disclaimer states that the author is not responsible for anything that happens to him, including psychological harm
>Like hell you’re not, whoever you are
>I make a list of the trigger words and copy the file onto the flash drive
>I also burn the file onto a DVD, just to be safe
>I take the flash drive and put it in my laptop
>I copy the file over to my desktop and open an exe editor
>Now I can get a look at what’s inside
>The code is simple, too simple
>there’s only enough to make a simple menu
>No audio, video, or pictures
>No resources of any kind.
>Is this the wrong program?
>Did I only get part of it?
>I launch PetPone.exe
>A simple menu appears
>it’s only a dialog box
>There’s a drop down menu labeled “Race” and a toggle button marked “Gender” which was currently “Male”
>Below that was a button labeled “Start”
>I clicked the Race menu
>Three choices: Unicorn, Pegasus, Earth Pony
>I hit the mute button, just to be safe
>I select Pegasus and click start
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>>29243596
>A new window opens and maximizes
>The screen is completely grey
>To my surprise I hear a woman’s voice play
>”Hello, Thank you for running PetPone.exe Version 1.2. This program will turn you both mentally and physically, into a pet pony.”
>”You have selected a male Pegasus, if this is in error, or you do not wish to be a pet pony please abort this session by pressing the “escape” key.”
>”We remind you that this change will be permanent and irreversible. Due to the nature of this program we cannot guaranty your mental or physical safety and by continuing you acknowledge that we are not liable in such a contingency.”
>”A timer will start at ten and count down to zero, when it reaches zero your session will begin. Please get into a comfortable positon, headphones and a dark room are recommended.”
>”If need be you can pause this program by pressing P on your key board.”
>”Do not attempt to pause or exit once the session has started, please do not start another session once this one has concluded, as this may increase the risk of adverse reactions”
>”For your safety this fill will be deleted upon the conclusion of your session”
>”We hope you enjoy your new body”
>The screen flashes and the countdown begins
>I press escape
>the program closes and I return to my desktop
>a dialog box appears “We are sorry that you chose to abort your session, as your session was not complete this file will remain on your computer.”
>This is scarry
>Seriously what the fuck
>Did it connect to the internet or something?
>Is it seriously magic or some shit?
>Magic would make sense
>I turned Anon in to a pony for fucks sake
>I pull out the flash drive and just stare at it
>I’m no closer to helping Anon than I was before
>Hell I’m not even sure help is even possible
>I may have to accept the fact that there’s nothing I can do for him
>‘permanent and irreversible’ that’s what it said
>What the hell am I going to do?
>…
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>>29243609
>My melancholy is interrupted by my phone going off
>It was a Facebook notification about Anon
>I open it
>Apparently Anon was having a good day to day
>It’s a video of Anon being pet by half a dozen people
>James and Anabelle are with him
>He’s happy
>And I have the power to keep him happy
>Whatever happens, I can keep him happy
>I will keep him happy
>And he’ll keep me happy
>I just need to let him
>Maybe that’s what I should do
>Just stop worrying about this and spend time with him
>I’m sure he’ll be happy if he becomes my full time pet
>And if he’s happy why shouldn’t I be?
>His personality doesn’t seem to be that warped, he’s still the same person
>Just smaller, fuzzier, and cuddlier
>What am I even worried about?
>He went to school, he did his homework
>I don’t even have a real basis that he’s giving up on his normal life
>He’s fine, everything is fine
>So what if he has a couple of post hypnotic suggestions floating around in his little pony head
>I just need to be careful that’s all, make sure I don’t set any of the bad ones off
>I have a map now too
>Everything is fine
>It’s all fine
>Do I believe it now?
>…Nope
>Everything is fine
>Everything is fine
>Everything is fine
>Everything is fine
>Everything is fine…
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>>29243614
Where can I download this file and become the little pet mare?
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>>29243614
The fuck Leroy. You had the perfect opportunity to become the little mare for anon. Now you fucked it. Good going you dunce.
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>>29243714
But if he becomes the little mare, who's going to pet both of them?
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>>29243716
>It’s a video of Anon being pet by half a dozen people
>half a dozen people
There are plenty of ear scritches to go around
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>>29243614
>>29242825
Nice updates.
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>>29243614
>Be Anon
>Class is finished for the day,
>In my last class I was reminded of the exam at the end of the week
>Time to head home to Leroy
>Chores and then pets
>I’m looking forward to them both
>I waste no time getting home
>Sweet Leroy changed the door handle
>He probably did it for me, he’s such a good Master
>I open the door and step inside
>I see Leroy sitting at his computer staring at a flash drive
>”Hello Master! Thank you for changing the door handle”
>He looks up at me “Huh? Oh your welcome. Come here please.”
>I walk over and stand in front of him
>”I’m ready for my chores!” I enthusiastically declare
>He sighs “they can wait, sit next to me will you?”
>My ears pull back
>He’s not angry or disappointed, He’s worried about something
>I climb up and sit with him
>He pulls me close and begins to pet me
>”Anon, I’m worried about you. I’m worried that I’m slowly losing you”
>”You’re not losing me, why would you think that?”
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>>29244039
>He pulls me onto his lap and begins to hug me from the side
>He presses his face into the back of my neck
>I unfurl a wing and wrap it around him
>”Master please, tell me what I did” I say as I choke back a tear
>I don’t want him to worry about me, but I need to know what I did wrong.
>He brushes a tear from my eye
>”No don’t cry, it’s not your fault. I’m just worried about how this is effecting your mind”
>He holds up a flash drive
>”I don’t understand Master. What on the drive could be affecting my mind?”
>”it’s the program you used, I’m worried that it’s going to fuck up your mind”
>”Master I’m fine, my brain is working perfectly well. Please don’t worry about me”
>I give him a pat on the back
>”I’m worried that you’ll turn into some dumb animal on me, or you’ll give up on life to be my pet or some shit”
>”No Master, I promise you I won’t become an animal, and I won’t give up on my life to be your pet. I can do both, I can continue with school and be your pet”
>He holds me and pets me for several minutes
>”What if you can’t though? What if this program forces you to be my pet? What then?”
>”Then I’ll be your pet, and I’ll be happy to be your pet. Do you know why?”
>He scratches behind my ear and says “Yeah, because I’m your master”
>I giggle “you are my Master, but that’s not the reason. The reason is you’re my best friend and I love you”
>He kisses the back of my neck “I love you too Anon”
>”Please don’t worry about this Master, I’ll be happy so long as I’m with you”
>”Ok, I won’t worry about this, for you. I’ll be happy so long as you are”
>”Thank you Master. Should I start my chores now?”
>”They can wait, lets snuggle for now”
>I smile “Yes Master, I would like that”
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>>29244043
God fucking damn this is cute ;_;
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>>29243614
Could I have this exe without the pet part?
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>>29244522
Changing the code may bring disastrous results and requires that you have superuser permissions to do so and besides, who'll take care of you when you're a small pone?
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>>29240997
Why would you even wish to be a character in FoE
Really, if given the choice, you'd pick regular Equestria, not Kkat's.
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Boop
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>>29244594
I have two very close friends but I wouldn't want to be their pet.
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>>29245637
Twilight looks stoned in this.
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>Be Anonymous
>Somehow crossed dimensions into magical pony land in your sleep
>Dimensional trave apparently transforms you into the new universe's dominant sentient species.
>Magic land has more than one
>Universe couldn't decide what to change you into
>Become horrific hodgepodge of everything
>Get all the magic power of everything combined too so at least there's that
>So much magic
>Magic for days
>You can basically snap your fingers and do whatever you want
"Holy fuck! I can shitpost in real life!"
>Okay this is actually pretty sick
>You should share your shitposts with the world
>You do, it's bitchin'
>Your name is known far and wide now
>You never told anyone your name
>The horses came up with one for you

>Discord
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>>29245493
But would you let them be your pet?
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>>29244522
Someone should reverse engineer it.
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>>29246615
I'm not the same anon but

>Firend shows up as pone
>They explain that they want to be my pet
>I ask them how they became the little pet poner
>I contact our normal fag friend and get him to agree to take us both
>Become pet pone and wait for him to come get us
>Snuggles
>also breeding
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>>29246297
I couldn't ever see that happening.
Not the petplay type and not the type of person who would listen to a hypno file.
On top of all that an exe file that is supposed to be a recording looks a lot like a virus.
If I got that exe file I would be running it in a sandbox.
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>>29246676
Why can't I be the pony with human pets?
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>>29246829
I like the way you think
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>>29242321
/r/ing this
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>>29245955
You would think that would help her take a more relaxed attitude to transforming her friend but alas it hasn't worked.
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>American-turned-mare mocks Canadian-turned-mare.
>Shortly thereafter lesbianism ensues.
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>>29244043
>Leroy shifts onto his back as I sprawl out on top of him
>I tilt my head and nuzzle his chin as he begins to scratch behind my ears
”Did you have a good day at school?”
>”Yes I did Master, how was your day?”
“It was productive if nothing else, I changed the door knob for you, and I got potatoes”
>”Thank you Master, you’re so good to me”
>I nuzzle the crook of his neck
>He chuckles
“Did anything happen at school today?”
>”That guy tried to copy my homework, again”
“Did you let him?”
>I shake my head “No, but he tried to pet me”
“Did you tell him to fuck himself?”
>”I was about to, then the professor came in. Hopefully he won’t bother me again”
“I’m glad that you stood up for yourself, that was one of the things I was worrying about”
>”You’re the only one who gets to tell me what to do” I say as I rest my head on his shoulder
>He scratches behind my ear and then works his way down to my wing
“But I’m not the only one who gets to pet you.”
>He saw that
>”I-I can explain Master, I-“
>He holds up a hand to silence me
“It’s perfectly fine, a little pony has needs after all”
>He grins as he places a hand on the base of my wing
>My wing springs from my side almost perpendicular to the floor
>He whispers into my ear
“And now I know about this”
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>>29248039
>He begins a long, slow stroke down my wing
>”Mmh, Master please, don’t stop”
>His grin widens as he reaches the extent of his arm
“So what else happened today?”
>He moves his hand back to the base of my wing and gives a light squeeze
>”W-well I was reminded that I have a test on Friday. Oooooh~”
>I bite down on my lip as he caresses my wing
>My fathers are so sensitive, each stroke of his hand creates a cascade of pleasure
“Are you prepared for it?”
>”I will be. I-I promise Master! Please don’t stop”
>I let out a moan as he runs his hand down my wing
“If you do well then I need to give you a special treat. What would you like?”
>”Aaah~ this again please” I pant
“Just this? I would be happy to, but is there something else you want? Maybe a place you would like to go, a meal you would like to eat? Maybe a movie?”
>”Mmmh I’d have to think about it Master, can we do this too though?”
“Of course Anon”
>He gives my wing another slow brush
>It feels so much better when he does it
“did anything else happen today?”
>”Nothing interesting Master”
>He gives my wing several more pats before speaking again
“Anon, I want you to think about this next question…”
>”What is it Master?”
“Is there anything I should do to make me a better master?”
>”No Master, I love you just the way you are
“I know that you love me, but if there’s anything I can do to improve I want you to let me know. Can you do that for me?”
>”Yes Master, I will let you know if something comes to mind.”
“That’s all I ask”
>He starts to slow down
“I hate to do this to you Anon, but my arm is getting tired”
>I nod “I understand Master”
>He pulls his hand away and rests it on the back of my neck
>He starts to scratch my neck as he runs his other hand down my back
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>>29248048
>I give a pleased sigh as my wings go limp
“I’m glad that I can make you happy, you know that?”
>”I hope I make you happy to Master”
“You do Anon, I love you”
>We continue to cuddle until I interrupt with a yawn
>”Excuse me Master”
“You’re excused. You’ve had a busy day, we both have. How about a nap, eh?”
>I spread my wings over him like a blanket
>”I would love a nap”
>He pulls out his phone
“actually would you mind if I took a picture real quick?”
>”Of course not Master”
>He scratches my neck with one hand while holding the phone up with the other
>I hear the synthetic shutter of the camera app
“All right that should do it”
>He flashes a grin
>Like he knows something I don’t
“Sweet dreams little pony”
>Suddenly my eyelids feel heavy
>My entire body feels heavy
>I begin to rest the full weight of my head on Leroy’s chest as my entire body begins to relax
>It feels like a heavy blanket has been dropped on me, I feel so warm and heavy…
>So relaxed
>It’s hard to keep my eyes open
>Why am I keeping my eyes open?
>I let my eye lids close
>As soon as I do I start drifting off to sleep
>I hear what sounds almost like a camera before I fall asleep completely
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>>29248057
Looks like Leroy just tried out one of the trigger phrases.
Adorable as always, please keep it up.
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>>29248057
Ponies should be photographed.
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>>29248260
And then posted to the Internet.
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>>29248329
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>>29248039
>feeding a pony potatoes
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>>29248363
>>29248039
Potatoes are bad for horses, right?
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>>29248390
Yes, I think it give them heart attacks.
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>>29248398
RIP anon.
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>>29248390
>>29248398
Hence their eating hay fries.

It pays to do your research before turning into a pony. It would suck to immediately make yourself ill eating something you shouldn't have.
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Which is why you disguise yourself as a pony and learn their ways before committing yourself.
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>>29248260
>>29248329
>your master will never force you to run a camwhore site and do lewd things
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>>29248398
So long as he cooks them and doesn't over feed Anon they should be fine.
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>>29248827
>no chubby anonpone
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>>29248819
>Your master will never help you do a camwhore site and do adorable things

Ftfy
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Things horses shouldn't eat:

Avocado
Onions
Potatoes
Persimmons
Rhubarb
Tomatoes
Any other members of the nightshade family which includes peppers
Broccoli or Cauliflower (may cause gas, which in turn may cause gas colic)
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>>29249346
So what you're saying is: chubby anonpone is back on
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>>29249495
As long as he doesn't eat those foods he should be ok (and of course I didn't list meat because that should be obvious)
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>>29249538
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>>29249495
>chubby anonpone
Celestia's going to be disappointed in your if you don't keep the new horse body she gave you in good condition.
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>>29248398
>chest pain get immediately upon reading this
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>>29248057
PasteBin has been updated

Part 19: http://pastebin.com/G10asj4E
Part 20: http://pastebin.com/mgvht9s9
Part 21: http://pastebin.com/aqde5Ue1
Part 22: http://pastebin.com/uWr1zUX8
Part 23: http://pastebin.com/bb8nDj8t
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Boop
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Did everyone become the little mare but me?
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>>29251266
I wish.
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>>29251266
If only in my dreams.
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>>29251266
One day. at least that is what I tell myself to get through the day
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boop
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>>29251769
>tfw ywn boop or be booped by a pony
>tfw ywn feel that stereotypical tingly sensation as you grow fur and reshape into a little pony
>tfw ywm give up your humanity and dignity and become a happy little pony
>tfw ywn feel your ears perk up instinctively as your owner comes home and you rush to the door to greet them with friendly nuzzles
>tfw ywn have your mane and tail brushed and be told what a pretty little pony you are
>tfw ywn lie in your owner's lap, blissfully sighing as you get scritched and petted and called a good little pony
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>>29251266
Yeah, it's great. Sorry you missed out.
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>>29252040
But I wanted to be a colt
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>>29251812
>Feels bad bro

I want to transform into the good little pony for master
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>>29248398
>>29250536
>Turn into pony.
>So far so good.
>Enjoy a hearty meal as a pone.
>In your ignorance, eat the wrong thing, have a heart attack and die.
>Get reincarnated in Equestria as is the norm.
>As a fucking human.
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>>29249495
PSA for new pones:
Over-eating can cause foundering in horses and ponies which causes the tissue underneath the hoof to swell. It's extremely painful and can lead to pretty horribly deformed hooves.

>>29251266
Checking these dubs in the hope that it works.
sorry anon
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>>29252671
If you become a unicorn, could you please transform me?
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>>29252686
No new unicorn is going to have the power for that, Anon.
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>>29252157
I want to be in a cult that turns people into ponies.
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>>29253281
I want to be in a cult that has pony orgies
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>>29248858
Make it a business/cuddles partner rather than master, and write out a proper business plan then this idea is perfect.
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I want to be a pretty stallion and be forced into prostitution for my Master!
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>>29251288
I haven't yet succeeded in dreaming of being the pone. Maybe tonight.
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>>29248057
>…
>I wake up slowly
>I smile at the memory of the petting I had just received
>I blink for a moment
>I can’t tell if it was a memory of Leroy petting me, or if I was remembering a dream
>It doesn’t matter, Leroy is with me
>I can feel his chest expand and contract with each breath
>I can hear the beating of his heart
>My ears perk up as he begins to murmur in his sleep
“Anon you are such a good pony”
>I whisper back
>”thank you Master, I love you”
“Good ponies, get pets”
>He raises a hand towards me
>He places it over my eye and begins to move backwards, feeling for my neck
>His hand stops briefly at my ear to give me a little scratch before sliding on down my neck
>He runs his fingers through the back of my mane
“You’re so soft”
>He caresses my neck
“My soft little pony”
>I let out a stratified sigh as he continued to stroke my neck
>He slows down after a moment
>His arm slowly pulls away
>I hear him take a deep breath as he wakes up
>He presses his eyes together for a moment
>He makes a slightly confused expression before opening his eyes
>a smile crosses his face as he sees me, still resting my head on his chest, wings covering us like a blanket
“How’d my little pony sleep? No bad dreams I hope”
>”I slept very well Master, no nightmares. How did you sleep Master?”
“Wonderfully, you make a very warm blanket”
>He scratches behind my ears
>”I’m glad you think so Master”
>He checks his phone
>”Is it time for me to start my chores?”
“I suppose so, I’ll get dinner started”
>I hop off the couch
>”What’s my first task?”
“Start with the bedding, after that I’d like you to sweep the living room”
>”Yes Master!” I say before turning and heading into the bedroom
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>>29254512
When will anon put those wings to good use, fly away and become an independent pony
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>>29254621
When I myself become the pone
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>>29254197
>I want to be a pretty stallion and be allowed to go into prostitution for my master

Ftfy

every thing your master gives you is a gift
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>>29247554
/r/ing a pic of pone trump calling trudeau a big fat mistake
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>>29254512
when will Leroy get anon a pretty maid outfit
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>>29255034
when will Leroy get anon a puffy diaper?
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Boop
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Some day we will all get to be ponies.
Some day.
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>>29256345
If the Many-worlds theory is to be believed, there are an infinite number of world where we are, have been, or will become the little pony.
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>>29256387
I'm pretty sure it doesn't work like that. Anyone in another world isn't me.
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>>29256581
inb4 adam jensen edit
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Boop
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>>29256387
yeah fuck those guys for not being me.
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>>29256387
>only one shot at life
>an infinite number of chances to become pone
>be human instead
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>>29257282
The Twins beg to differ.
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>>29257282
So there's a chance of transforming into an infinite number of ponies.
What an orgy that would be.
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>you become the little pone

>To remain that way you must become someone's pet pone

A would you do it?
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>>29258293
No.
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>>29258293
I would not. But if someone else did want to, I would help them out by accepting them as my pet.
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>>29258293
Not into pet stuff but in a heartbeat, especially if it comes with the mind alterations that come with being the pet that would help me get over it.
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>>29258293
As long as I get to be a pony
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>>29258517
For a moment I thought that shadowed back-right leg was a giant censored horsecock.
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>>29258293
I was planning on doing that anyway, so heck yeah
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>>29258312
Why not?
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>>29258706
Because pet play is so not his fetish it ruins an otherwise great gift.
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>>29258706
Because I refuse to sink further into the abyss.
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Transformation into the pony in Equestria. But Princess Celestia impresses upon you that you must at all times act in a manner appropriate for a children's cartoon. If you fail you will be immediately and permanently banished.
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>>29259189
Ask if I can get a word filter installed
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>>29259208
You can't.
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>>29258293
duh
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>>29255034
When will leroy become the little mare?
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>>29256897
If you insist.
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>>29259453
That would be amusing. I'm sure he and Anon could cope with it.
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>>29258112
>become the little mare
>humans are magically pissed off
>"go fuck yourself"
>meet your multiverse selves who also transformed
>literally go fuck yourself
>return to your home universe to boast about huge selfcestious orgy
>"stop being so full of yourself"
Fucking humans, make up your minds already
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>>29256897
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>>29260052
not only did someone make that, you saved it too.
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>>29260112
Except they screenshotted a phone in portrait instead of saving the original image.
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>>29260323
Nope. That is the original.

I know because I made it.
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>>29260715
Huh. What's the reason for the black bars then?
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>>29260810
memes
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I want to be Big Mac!
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>>29261043
I want to be big mac's mare.
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>>29261061
Why didn't you just say Apple Jack?
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>>29260810
Yeah, memes.
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>>29259854
Nice, but why would you want to return after an experience like that?
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>>29261218
To rub it in their faces
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>>29261061
Big Mac has you turned into his mare as part of his plan to cover up his homosexuality from his traditional family.
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Boop
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>>29261174
Because not even Applejack wants to be Applejack.
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>>29262140
>You become pone and are transported to Equestria

>But you are Apple Jack

Would you do it?
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>>29262201
Treekicker.... is okay if I get her work ethic. But no magic and hard labor is a big downside
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>>29262201
Ah sure as sugar wouldn't.
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>>29261043
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Hey uh, I'm doing a somewhat mixed "Genre" story in RGRG, where Anon ends up transforming into a Stallion (A petite and somewhat feminine stallion) upon entering equestria. Is that close enough to what you'd see here, or no?
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>>29262723
If it involves transformation it should be good here.
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Alrighty then... bear in mind, i got constructive criticism as time went on, so it starts out a bit rough.

http://pastebin.com/MADHxBfX
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One last boop before I go to bed.

hopefully I wake up as the little pone
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>>29262837
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>>29262750
This is very good (and cute), will you be continuing it?
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>>29231685
>tfw you will never get yourself anonmare
>you'll never throw insults at each other in a loving manner
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>>29263150
Sounds like an adorable sort of relationship.
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>>29262723
>>29262750
Cool, I'll check it out.
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>>29262901
What happens when you press the button?
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>>29262750
You still adding to this?
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>>29263800
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>>29263820
How disturbing.
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>>29263816
Yes, I'll let you know when I update, don't worry.
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>>29263816
Is Twilight evil in this? I get the feeling that she isn't actually trying to help.
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>>29264018
She's trying to help anon forget his awful human life and become a happy little filly.
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>>29264022
Is happiness worth it if you lose yourself in the process?
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>>29264069
>You become the happy little pony whatever that means to you: free pone, pet pone, filly, ect.

>You lose contact with your old life, eventually forgetting that you where a human to begin with.

Would you do it?
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>>29264120
I'd do it, but I would enjoy being a pet pone more if I could remember my old life to compare it to.
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>>29264120
Yes.
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>>29264120
Probably not. I'm fond enough of my current life.
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>>29262279
She also has a nice hat, so maybe it's worth it.
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Boop
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>>29265219
Yay, it's the happy version!
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>>29265307
She smiles yet the way she lies there doesn't make me think she's happy. Is this truly what she wanted?
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>>29265468
She's happy.
So what if she just turned into a cartoon horse, possibly changing gender?
So what if she will have to learn to walk and use things with hooves?
So what if nobody will recognise her?
This is fine.
This is fine.
:)
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>>29262750

>Honestly it's probably way too early to even be thinking about that sort of thing.
>Then again, it's not like there's a whole lot else to do while you're stuck laying in bed.
>Well, you mean there's one or two things, but you have no idea when Twilight or anyone else would want to check up on you. This isn't like home where no one does that and just calls you down when they need you.
>You can't possibly have that option, so it's looking like you're going to just have to get off in the shower or something.

>Twilight places a stack of books by your bed without warning.
>"Here you go! That should be enough to keep you busy until... Okay so you'd only really do them until your joints started to ache, but still. It's something. I can get you more exciting books later on if you'd like."

"That sounds great, uh maybe you can pick those up after I take a shower or something? Do you have any handicapped showers in this castle, because if not I can make it work."

>"Yeah, the bathroom closest to us has one, that's the kind where you can sit down in a chair, right?"

>Before you really have a chance to respond, she's already placed you on her back as she carries you down the hall.
"Yeah, that's the one. So uh, you don't mind if I take a long shower, right? "

>She opens the door for you and helps you inside.
>"Take your time, there's no waiting list for this bathroom. Just call me when you're heading back to your room. I'm sure you can manage a few steps here and there, right? Sorry if I can't carry you everywhere in the bathroom, but I'm sure you don't want me to see you, right?"

"I mean, not if it gets you so antsy all day. Flustered I can handle, but when it just spills into your whole day, I just feel bad."

>"Wha-? Oh! Right, that. Uh, well I should be used to seeing you and your junk pretty soon."
>Something tells you she didn't mean to say that, as she kind of plopped you down in the bathroom and ran off.
>"Sorry!"
>She left the door open... dammit.
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>>29248390
>>29248398
>>29248430
>>29252458
you guys realize poners from the show eat all kinds of things that would kill a horse right?
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>>29265501
Nothing she can't overcome. She'll be fine.
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You will get transformed. Only thing is, there is a 50% chance you'll become a small foal and a 50% you'll become a diaper.

Do you accept the risk?
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>>29266330
So the outcomes are either bad, in the case of being a helpless foal, or worse than death.
How about no.
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>>29262750
Added to the google doc
http://derpy.me/PonyTF
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>>29263457
I don't want to be the little mare. I want to care for the little mare. My life is pain, just as yours.
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/r/ing green of an anon becoming blitz
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>>29267002
And then fucks femanon
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>>29267028
You mean gays pegged
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>>29267047
Why not both?
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>>29263800
it boops a pony, and if there aren't any around, it makes one
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Can someone link that giant imgur gallery of pet pony images?
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>>29267225
*Spams the button*

Hopefully any ponies in the area get annoyed and leave
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>>29267245
http://imgur.com/a/AOCyj

>>29267225
I thought this was a philosophical question in the vein of 'if a tree falls in a forest does it make a sound?'
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>>29267333
Thanks anon.
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>>29267002
That's a surprisingly cute picture for r63.

>>29267028
She'll be disappointed by how fast he is.
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I want to be the little pet pone
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boop
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Fuck it, I'm updating in spurts
>>29265504

>You crawl over towards the door, pushing it closed with your horn. It hurt a lot less than you thought it would, but upon attempting to stand back up, your knees give way and let you fall.

"Well... I mean it's progress?"
>With quite a bit of effort you finally get to use the bathroom properly, a bit off-put that you have to basically get your dick out of your sheath just to take a piss.
>You had read about that sort of thing before, so it's not TOO weird. But at the same time, it's still there after you're done.
>It then takes a few minutes to finally get set up in the shower, with water at the right temperature and everything.

>As you wash yourself, you just can't help but stare at your own cock just...erect.
>You don't even think about the potential consequences when you feebly attempt to stroke yourself.
>You have no idea how to clop properly, apparently.
>Either that, or stallions have to do something else to get that to work.
>You sigh in resignation, figuring that you needed to get out of the habit anyways.
"It's beginning to become abundantly clear that I had NO idea what I was getting into when I stepped in that mirror."

>Well you suppose this makes you and Twilight even, neither of you have any fucking idea what you're going to do about this sort of thing.
>You can just imagine what the rest of this week alone is going to be like.
>Sexual tension building up the whole time, someone finally snaps and asks the other for sex just for the stress relief, everyone gets upset even if the offer isn't taken up.
>Lots of crying happens, and you end up having a really strained relationship for the next month, probably something about the magic of friendship should have overcome lust, but by that point it’s far too late. Or not. You really don’t know how that sort of thing works around here.

>You guess you could try moving in with someone else after that point, you were never all THAT picky when it came to the main six.
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>>29269117
>Then again, Rainbow Dash lives up in the clouds, so that’s out of the question.
>Rarity… well you’d rather not make spike your enemy anytime soon.
>You’re fairly sure Discord is still living in or around Fluttershy’s place, so that’s another no.
>Pinkie lives in a bakery with a pair of twin babies and their parents, that’s just… not good for relations, your mind or your body.
>Sweet apple acres might be an option, but even if you get past Applejack’s immediate family all living in the same house, there’s still the issue of feeling like it’d be necessary to pay her back with manual labor. You have nothing against physically demanding jobs, it’s just not for you OR your new body.

>Fuck, this really is your best bet.
>That’s okay, you can learn to communicate something. You suppose it seems kind of obvious in retrospect. This castle is a huge place for just Twilight and Spike to live in-
>Oh fuck you forgot Glim Glam lived here, too. Sometimes? You honestly have no idea whether or not she’s still here. Probably… you haven’t heard her voice at all, but it’s also likely that she’s just trying to stay out of whatever nonsense Twilight’s gotten into today.
>Considering this is going to last a month at minimum, you should probably figure out how you feel about her as a character.

>… Nope, you still have NO CLUE what to feel about her as a whole. Just give her a thumbs up or something. If you had thumbs still. Whatever, you’ll think something up if and when you run into her.

>You wonder if ponies can get those pruney fingers that humans can when they stay wet for too long. Just with… hooves. Yeah, no, that was obvious. (I show continuity error-ed here)
>Well now you just have no idea when you’re spending too long in the shower. That used to be what you used as the go to sign for “Get out of the shower and go to bed, please.”
>Then again, you’ve been clean for a while now, the only thing keeping you in here is your short attention span.
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>>29269127

>You finally manage to get your easily distracted ass out of the shower.
>And eventually you figure out how to dry yourself. It’s not too hard, but you’re glad that you can hold things without thumbs.
>You crawl over to the door and lean against the wall, both to rest and to take another chance to think all of this stuff through.
“The fuck am I doing? Yeah, there was no way I could tell this would happen, but… I just don’t understand how it’s easy to hold things, but almost impossible to stroke-“
>You cut yourself off, just on the off chance that someone can hear you through the door or something.

>Focus! Think about the now and the not too distant future!
>Okay...to be honest you couldn’t even possibly be in good enough shape for sex anyways, you’d probably just injure yourself if you focused on that before actually recovering.
>Then again, magic food is one thing, magic juices…

>You slap yourself. You’re getting too perverted and your dick refuses to stand down until you can think like a rational person again.
>You’d rather not have Twilight get into an even MORE out of control mood if she catches a glimpse of it again.
>That “ghost stuff” can’t get to you fast enough, apparently.

>You spend a few insanely boring minutes just laying down against the bathroom wall, hoping that Twilight isn’t going to get worried that you haven’t gotten out of the bathroom since you turned the water off.
“Alright… I think it’s gone now. TWILIG-“

>The door opens immediately. Twilight probably was waiting for you to say you were ready.
“Well that’s service.”

>“You alright there? You were in there for quite a while…”

“Yeah, just fine. I uh… needed a bit of time to adjust I guess?”

>“Should I ask what that means, or…?”

“Nah, you’re good. Don’t worry too hard about it.”
>You attempt to get up off the ground again, and surprisingly manage to stay standing up this time.

>“Do you need any help with support, there?”

“It’s probable, yeah.”
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>>29269133

>She lets you lean up against her as you try to right your stance. Huh, It’s easier to walk while she’s nearby. A healing aura? …Or you’re just absorbing some of her absurd abundance of magic.
>Okay, yeah that’s probably it.

>You start to walk step by step, trying to avoid falling down and probably smacking your head against hers.
>Congratulations, you’ve managed to walk down a singular hallway in five minutes as opposed to the five seconds it would normally take.

>Why are you being so hard on yourself? You’re bed ridden and you’re getting on your own case for having trouble walking? The fuck is wrong with you?

>“Uh, Snark? You’re kinda glaring at that bed pretty intensely, everything okay?”
>Her voice snapped you back to this reality

“Uh, yeah… I’m getting hard on myself. I need to stop doing that.”
>You surprise yourself. Typically speaking you’re not usually so forward with your self-esteem issues.
>You wonder if it’s just a dependency thing, or if you’re just opening up to anyone at all because you can barely move on your own.

>“Of course you need to stop, even I need help with that sort of thing sometimes, but as long as I’ve got my friends to support me, I think I’ll do just fine… were those guys you were with earlier your friends? Because they don’t seem very much like you.”

“Nah… although I guess we are alike in some ways, I’m just better at hiding my worse parts. Please don’t ask too thoroughly about those, I dunno if you’d like it.”

>”Try me.”

“I… No I’m sorry, you barely know me. It’s just not right of me to tell you most of this stuff unless you at least knew me a bit better.”

>“Well, let’s start now. I know you like to write and that you’ve got a low opinion of yourself, but not much else.”

“Uh… well I have interests, but I just tend to ramble about them. I could talk to you about how my childhood went.”

>”Yes, because that’s a much easier subject to share with someone who ‘barely knows you’ than whatever you’re hiding.”
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>>29269141
Nice update
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>>29231685
>i cant peel my fingers
u fukken wot m8
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>>29269141
You're doing good things.
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>>29269433
What's unclear about that?
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>>29269433
>not "I can't peel my gingers"
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>I've been getting cramps in my hands where I can't get my fingers straight

>It started about the same time I started using a Pony TF Hypno file on a regular basis

Hopefuly I'm becoming the little pone
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>>29270082
Congrats! Keep us updated.
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>>29266848
Do you specifically want to care for a transformed mare or would any mare do?
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>>29270420
Any would do, but transformed has a special flavour for it. She was a man once, and now is a helpless poner who wants bellyrubs, companionship and brushies. That would be cute as fuck to have one, plus imagine hearing something along the lines "don't stop you fucking faggot" in a sweet cheery voice during your daily session of ear scratchies.
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>>29231685
My mouse died and touchpad is on the fritz. I'll try to use my graph tablet to post next green.
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>>29270593

You sit in the waiting room, waiting to be accepted. Due to the severeness of your injury, and your medical employment, you don’t wait for long.
You get an X-ray picture, and have a look at it.
From the image you can see your shattered bones. Shattered not literally, but just broken.
So is the finger.
“So, John Doe was it? You’re lucky. What did you do?” The doctor asks, sitting behind a computer.
“I fell down the stairs.”
“Well, good thing is that there’s only capillary damage, and no bone fragments. No osteosynthesis will be needed, we’ll go the usual conservative way. I assume you know everything already. Do you need analgetics?”
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>>29270622
“No, I have some at home.”
“Alright. The nurse will take care of the rest, here, have a recepiet for the pills. No allergies, so you’ll be getting novalgin. And don’t fall down the stairs again.”
You cringe internally.
An hour later, you sit in Am’s car. Li is silently snoring in the backseat.
You smile.
Your hand is inside a gypsum, just as your finger.
The hand doesn’t hurt that much anymore.
“Your place is trashed. You can’t stay there. How about you stay over at my place? Li wouldn’t mind the company for sure.”
“Sure.” You say and shrug.
“So, what about the Russians…”
“They know, by a simple matter of sheer luck, they fucking know. The problem is, Wuz probably sold us out.”
“Sold us out?”
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>>29270627
“The store was insured at a high level insurance company. The problem is, that with what we took, we killed the company.”
“And the Russian own said company?”
“Precisely, Juri Gragarine got his fingers in just about every slightly warm pie in town.”
“Juri? Hoo boy. The fucker’s an ex-KGB, that got into some extra iffy niffy stuff. When said iffy niffy stuff was almost to put him into prison, the witnesses have found themselves diving with buckets of cement. If that asshole wants Pon E, we need to take him out of the picture.”
“How do you plan to go about that?”
“We cut the snakes head off, and let the body die.”
“Or we change the snake into a pony.”
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>>29270633
And das it, mangs. More next week.
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>>29270638
Funny thing, just after I finished posting, I got a new mouse.
Well, shit.
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>>29270638
Nice one.
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You get to go to equestria and be the mare, but stallions are as laughably inept as we make them out to be. do you do it?
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>>29270893
Masturbation is still an option, f a m.

10/10 would go
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>>29270900
>not fucking other mares
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>>29270900
>>29270909
>not fucking other mares AND teaching the stallions how to last longer
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>>29270893
There should be plenty of good options among the mares. And >>29270900
This is a very acceptable scenario.
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>>29270819
Okay, but would have been better if he became a mare.
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I want to by Shiny and become a cum dumpster for my Master!
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>>29270531
>you will never take care of new mares as they rehabilitate into their new lives.
>you will never aid them when their new hooves prove inadequate to manipulate objects.
>you will never wipe away their tears of frustration and cuddle them in reassurance that everything will be okay.
>you will never see their discomfort with nudity gradually diminish.
>you will never see their shock as they enter heat for the first time, and start making awkward sexual advances on each other, and even more awkwardly you.
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>>29271879
>I want to buy Shiny
You couldn't afford him. There aren't many ponies desperate enough to sell their bodies to humans that want to be them.
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>>29269807
>I
>cant
>PEEL
>MY
>FINGERS
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>>29272644
Kek
That is not how you unlock the pony within.
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>>29272668
>having a pony within
>not being within a pony sexually
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>>29272835
Why not both?
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>>29273034
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>>29273081
Does the water turn Anon into a pony?
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>>29273159
It makes him wet
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>you will never be Butterscotch
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>>29273159
Possibly in Ranma-esque fashion.

>>29273209
>Anon and Celestia agree to swap bodies as a practical joke on the rest of Equestria.
>No pony realises anything has changed.
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>>29273871
Having a ranma-style pony tf curse would be awesome.
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>>29272056
What have I done to you to deserve such suffering.
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>>29273883
Awesome so long as it goes better than this.
>>29273468
Poor choice of pony.
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>>29273871
I was actually writing a story like that in /sun/ a year ago or so, with tia and anon swapping bodies. Never finished it though.
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>>29274364
Please, do share it with us.
Or even finish it.
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>>29274584
Sure. Sounds like a good way to take a break from the other stuff I've been chipping away at. Here are the pastebins,
http://pastebin.com/YXgpaaS8
http://pastebin.com/f06w0Frw

I'll start by revising part two a bit, it's a little heavy handed and "creepy".
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>>29275140
This is really nice. I'd love to see more.
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>>29273916
Everything will be okay, Anon.
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Boop
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Apologies for being gone so long. Ideas have been in low amounts recently.
>>29242825
>It's been about a week since you first arrived here. New ponies arrive every other day, each as disoriented as the last. This place is gonna run out of room at this rate.
>You walk into Cog's room. It's decorated with various papers covered in scribbles from him getting used to writing without fingers. His roommate, a blue and white unicorn that people call Moonlight, has various broken computers littered around the room in an attempt to make a keyboard for hooves.
>Oh right, naming conventions. You hate them. Linda started going by Glittergold and called you Seashine. You wouldn't mind, but everyone's doing this now. You and Cog are the only ones that call each other as such. It's just getting obnoxious now.
>Anyways, you came here to get a status update from Cog. Moon's in on it thankfully and is working to get the rings off.
>"So here's the rundown," he started. "There are no cameras around this entire base, but guards are everywhere, life is nice and cushy to make it where people don't want to leave, and these rings can hear and see most to all of what we do. Unless we can get these off, there's no escape plan."
"How's that coming anyways?"
>As you say that, Moon gets zapped behind Cog. It's not a quick static shock, you can see his mane smoke a bit afterwards. It's violent and painful.
>"Work in progress. Until progress is made, pretend that this escape plan doesn't exist."
"So this conversation that they can hear?"
>"We're saying that we're cancelling the escape plan. They'll probably put us on a list but nothing too bad should come of it." He went back to his desk and started drawing again, probably a map of the facility.
>"Live your life as a pastel horse for the time being," Moon stated. "If anything happens, Hotblood and I will let you know."
"Hotblood?"
>Cog grumbled," I fucking hate these nicknames.
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>>29276061
>So off you went, exploring this facility. It may have looked like a prison from the outside but it felt more like a castle on the inside. Everything was stylized to seem nice and royal and people loved it.
>You always see others walking around and being nice to each other as if you're in some pony utopia or something. Maybe this escape idea is a bit of an overreaction. Then again, you would like to see normal society again. Not really humans as they're standing in hazmat suits with cattle prods all over the place, but at least how normal america is.
>You soon return to your room. Lind- Glitter is gone at the moment and left feathers around the room. You really stopped caring about that at this point. You just want to stop and think about what to do around here. Until someone makes some sort of hardware that can accommodate hooves, you have the option of reading or social interaction. Neither of which appeal to you in the slightest.
>You decide to just lie on your bed for a while and reflect on everything. How this all even started, how it all got here, and why these thoughts of niceness didn't initiate your gag reflect.
>The lack of any negativity in this place is suspicious and a bit disgusting, and yet you enjoy it. Maybe later, you'll try finding a friend as bitter as you and Cog. Maybe get a group of unicorns together to bring magical havoc to this place. It could use a bit of general rebellion.
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>>29276170
And that's all I have for now. I need to map this place out and add more characters and details at some point.
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>>29276178
Nice, looking forward to more. I hope those ponies get the freedom they deserve.
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>>29276178
I love this story.

I'm hopping it goes down hill and they all get brainwashed or something
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/r/ing green where anons are made into pretty mares for a breeding farm
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>>29276372
Willing or unwilling?
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>>29276444
unwilling
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>>29276444
willing
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>>29276444
Unwilling, of course.
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>>29276444
I'd be willing.
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>>29269141
Woo updates!

“I mean, yeah, I get what you’re saying, but I’d rather not let things get too confusing right now. For either of us.”

>”What is that supposed to mean?”

“Maybe you’ll get to find out in a week or so.”
>You get off of her and back onto the bed, laying down.
“I mean… my childhood was actually pretty uneventful. You know, before I started getting diagnosed with way too many psychological issues than a child should ever have… Actually now that I think about it, I haven’t taken my medication in two days now. And I certainly don’t know if they’d mesh with my new body here.”

>“Nothing life threatening, I hope?”

“Not exactly… although one of them keeps me from sleeping for fifteen hours a day unless I’m woken up, so uh… Hope you don’t mind checking up on me in the mornings. ”

>“It’s no trouble, I had planned to do that until you were able to handle yourself anyway…
Although depression is a serious issue, you really shouldn’t just assume the other symptoms will go away just because I’m here.”

“Not missing a thing, huh? I’ll probably just tell you the other stuff later. Honestly, I don’t know what I was thinking, starting off with ‘my childhood’ when my childhood was dreadfully boring. You know, what I can think of anyways. This isn’t self-deprecation, it’s me drawing a blank. Sorry to lead you on and end without a climax.”
>Okay, there was no way THAT one was unintentional, you’re ashamed of yourself a bit for that one.

>”Well, I mean I guess I shouldn’t be too surprised of that one. Like I said, you don’t share that with someone you just met, not typically anyways. Don’t sweat it… Oh! Right those books uh, I managed to get you both the stretching instructions and the novels for pleasure.”

>You nod, and just… stare at each other awkwardly, until both of you laugh nervously. Twlight proceeds to leave you be for the time being. You think you might have given her the impression that you’re not ready to talk.
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>>29277199

>That’s partially right, you suppose. You are getting a bit tired, and you DO want to read these… books. You sigh. You wonder if you’ve ended up filing in Twilight’s old niche for the time being. In addition to being injured, so at least you have SOME excuse. As you open up the stretching book, and then following the instructions detailed within, you start to feel rather tired.

>Before you even notice falling asleep, you end up waking up rather late at night, with a tray of food placed by the bed and the door shut.

>Not much more exciting stuff happens that night, nor in the morning after.
>You remembered to cover up this time, so all she saw was a tent.
>You get the feeling that covering up didn’t help all THAT much.

>Thankfully later on that day you were feeling well enough to head on down to the basement-dungeon. Twilight was right, this place just… creeped you out. Especially since there seemed to be bones here, in jail cells without locks, or even doors. They’re just… in there somehow.
>You head over to the “Psychological” devices that apparently houses the “ghost stuff”
>You find out that it’s basically some sort of cloth that makes body parts invisible and intangible. You still feel it attached to you, so it’s not gone… just hidden. Weird. At least now you don’t have to worry about making Twilight nervous about erect horse dick anytime you’re around.
>And no, it doesn’t work for masturbation purposes either, you tried.

>By the week’s end you’re actually well enough to handle a party, you think.

>Since you never really found out how to enjoy parties growing up, you just kind of sit awkwardly, staring at the drinks. You’ve never really been one for alcohol, in fact you’ve never touched the stuff, since it tastes nasty and alcoholism runs in your family.

>Still… you’ve been in physical pain almost all week; and honestly, you’d like to just relax, just ONCE.
>You take a cup, sit down, and stare at it.
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>>29277206

>You can hear 1007 different warnings in your brain telling you to stop and just go hide in a corner somewhere until you can find Twilight.

>You’re overreacting, typical.
>You just sit there, nervously staring at the drink you’ve yet to take a sip from.

>”Well Hello there, you really ARE a pretty little guy, aren’t you?”

>You immediately start sipping your drink, trying to avoid too deep of a conversation.
>It’s honestly not that bad tasting, this is probably the best thing with alcohol in it you’ve ever drank.

>”So, you must be silver, huh?”
>A mare you’ll never really get a name from sits down next to you, looking a bit buzzed. You think she might have been a background character, but you could have been wrong. She didn’t seem to be berry punch or anything, but still…
>”Nervous sweetie? It’s fine. I’ve met quite a few ponies like that at parties. We still enjoy ourselves just fine.”

>You nod your head and drink faster, not really thinking too hard about what she’s saying.

>“So, you’ve been living in the castle for a while for recovery or somethin’? I can’t imagine why, you’re looking mighty fine to me. I guess you healed pretty well, huh?”

>You shrug, taking more sips to try to avoid talking.

>”You mind if I get closer to you, honey? You look like you could use a friend.”

>You’re trying as hard as possible to avoid eye contact right now. God what were you thinking?
>You shrug once more, unsure of where you should take this.

>She pauses a bit and tries to give you a reassuring smile that you only just glance up to catch. You’re already having trouble seeing things. God, you knew this was a bad idea, you KNEW you’d be a lightweight.

>You find out later that there’s only the BARE minimum of alcohol in those drinks. Apparently, some ponies can tell if something’s nonalcoholic from the taste, but when it’s a mixed drink it’s hard for them to know how much is in it.
>This was probably a placebo effect.
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>>29277218

“…kay.”
>You can’t tell if that’s mumbling or muttering, but either way it was really quiet and nervous sounding.

>”Anything I can do to help you NOT feel so nervous?”
>Despite this, she already has an arm on your shoulder. In a sense.

“I dunno… tell me what to do at parties maybe?”

>She laughs a bit, before realizing you’re serious.
>”Oh man you’re really new to all this, huh? Don’t worry, I’ve got quite a few friends who can help you stop being so stressed out.”

>You nod excessively, but slowly to show you’re not overly enthusiastic, just… acting you suppose.
>She pulls you along to a table with a few other ponies, you think one of them might be carrot top or something? You can’t really tell.

>”So this is your first real party, huh? I’m sure we’ve got a few ways to make you feel welcome, isn’t that right girls?”

>Their voices just seem to mash up together to a blur.
>”Oh completely, first of all we need to get you to calm down a tad. How many have you had so far?”

“O-one…”

>”There’s your problem, you’re not really getting anything from just one of these mixers. Here, we haven’t touched this one, we promise.”
>They push a slightly different looking drink towards you. You can’t help but stare at its coloration.

“You think this’ll help, huh?”
>You sigh, figuring that if everything goes wrong after this, It’s not COMPLETELY your fault.
>You start to drink it down, bit by bit. They almost looked worried while you did so for some reason. Maybe you were drinking it down too fast?

>“If that’s not enough we can give you more later on, don’t worry about us, sweet cheeks.”

>Huh, sweet cheeks. You think they’re hitting on you or something. It’s really hard to tell what you’re feeling right now.
>Honestly you’re feeling kind of bad in a way you can’t really describe.
“I… wow. I feel really weird right about now. Is it the drink doing this, or am I just a nervous wreck?”
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>>29277222
Suspense is worthless when it's just me.

>Be Twilight


>While you wouldn’t call this a DISASTER per say, it IS rather worrying.
>He may have been getting stronger by the day, but that doesn’t mean you’re not worried about the little guy.

>Not that you’d ever call him that out loud. He’s probably a bit self-conscious about his size or something.
>He’s just been sitting there in the corner, and only barely got up to get a drink. You wonder if this is what you were like back then.

>You’re going to go out on a limb and say, “Yes.”

>Wait, is that someone sitting down next to him? Oh thank goodness, he really needs someone right now from the looks of things....

>No actually scratch that, this is a complete stranger to him, considering how he’s described himself lately, this is probably freaking him out to no end.

>”Twilight! There you are! Well, okay I’ve known you were here the whole time it’s just a nice thing to say when you just suddenly pop up on someone, but you’re probably really used to that by now, I just wanted to start because Silver sounds like the kind of guy who spooks easily.”
>Pink hair and an even hotter pink face pop into your field of view. You guess this IS something she’s thrown together, of course she’d be concerned about the pony she’s throwing the party for. Wait.

“Wait, did you get a chance to talk to him already Pinkie? Because I was getting worried that he was afraid to open his mouth.”

>”Nah, I just remembered that you mentioned that he’s kinda jittery around ponies he doesn’t really know, so I made sure to prepare!”

“Oh… OH! SpeakingofwhichIkindofneedtogocheckuponhimbye!”
>You rush past Pinkie to the corner, making a note to focus harder on him when he’s in a situation like this.
>Oh crabapples, he’s not here. Where the heck did he go?!?

>You desperately search around the place, trying to not disturb the party itself too much. For once.


>After a good minute of searching you find him… sobbing in someponies’ arms?
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>>29277238

>Back to being whatever the fuck you're calling yourself these days.

>You don't know what happened, you just started sobbing out of nowhere.

>"I thought we were trying to help him relax!"

>"Everyone reacts to alcohol differently, this is just... a special case I guess."

>"That kind of killed the mood."

>"No shit... honestly even if he calms down now, I'm not sure I'd feel right getting too close to him."

>"Shhhhhhh, it's okay, we're... here for you."

"I'm so sorry, I just... I-I don't even... I'm sorry I don't want to cause problems or anything I just... I'm sorry!"

>"You know what, it's probably for the best we don't get any tonight, in retrospect we sounded kind of seedy."

>Finally a voice you actually can place on someone calls out to you.

>"Snark? Uh... are you okay there? I kind of lost sight of you a while back and now I find you over here crying your eyes out. Did something happen?"

"No- Twi- Nonono. I'm... I'll be fine, I just. I feel like such trash!"

>"Silver, you're NOT trash. How many times do I have to tell you this to get you to believe it?"

"I know! I know, I just... like I drank even though I knew I shouldn't have, and I just followed her here and like, I felt like I could just do whatever to let go and feel good or not or just pass out or... or..."
>As far as run on sentences go, that one was depressing.
"I felt like I almost just... gave up on dignity. Just out of nowhere, no obligation, not even because anyone asked, because they didn't. And, and I was contemplating just... doing whatever. But now I feel ashamed of myself for no reason!"

>"Uh, thanks for watching over my friend for me. I'll take him off your hooves now if you don't mind."

>"Be my guest. He really needs to calm down, and I don't think a party is the best place for that."

>She just called you her friend! Yes! Okay good! We know each other! Progress! Stop sniffling you big baby!
>You let Twilight carry you out a side door to her castle.
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>>29276178
>>29277378
Good stuff, guys
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>>29276444
Multiple anons so some of each.
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>>29276327
Ponies deserve better than that.
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Boop
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>>29278420
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>>29276444
Definitely unwilling
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>You become pone

>You remain on earth and lose the ability to speak or write

Worth it?
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>>29279170
Will I have the magic needed to pull a trigger?
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>>29279178
If you're a unicorn then yes, aiming a rifle would probably be hard though.
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>>29279170
>you will never be someone's dumb pone pet
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>>29279170
Totally worth it, so long as I can be someone's pet. Then I won't have much need for writing, and I could live without speaking.
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>>29279170
Nah, this sounds pretty bad.
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>>29279170
I mean without the ability to communicate, I am right fucked if I don't win the lottery and get the one person I know that wouldn't just turn me in to find me. Still tempting though.
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>>29261043
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You turn into a pony of your choosing, but so does another anon who is less receptive to the idea. He won't leave you alone and keeps whining about the downsides of hooves and how much it sucks to be a pony.
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>>29280039
Worth it. I'll offer him hugs and companionship and eventually he'll succumb and enjoy being a little pony.
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>>29280039
Sure you said he, so I'll be a mare and do what this anon >>29280047 said. And if that doesn't work, I have to go into heat eventually.
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>>29280039
I accept this challenge.
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>>29280061
He's probably not into mare pussy. You'll have to try harder than that.
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>>29280399
It is probably the only pussy he is going to get, so he'll have to crack at some point unless he is both magically immune to his body's sexual desire (which he might be if he just lusts after human women) in addition to being a jaded cunt about the situation that just refuses the friendship of the only other one afflicted trying to make the best of it. At which point might consider just kicking him in the balls until he either has the pussy he is acting like or stops his shit.
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>>29280462
You raise an interesting point. What if a kick to the balls could turn someone into a mare?
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how about this, you get to be a pone and go to equestria. But you have to first spend a year as an anthro version of the pone you are going to be on Earth. And there is a 10% chance that you'll stay that way and get the anthro version of Equestria
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>>29277378

>”You going to be alright there, Silver?”

“Probably. Eventually. You called me friend and I appreciate it. Nice. It’s fine. Sorry.”

>”You’re welcome I guess? What else did you think I’d call you?”

“I dunno, I can be kind of annoying sometimes. A lot of times. But hey, you can put up with-“

>“Stop. You’re not supposed to talk about yourself that way, remember?”

“Sorry.”
>You can barely grasp where you are or what’s going on, but you know at least that you’re on Twilight’s back. It’s a nice feeling.
>You could call it riding her, you suppose, but that’s rather lewd.
“You’re just, you’re so nice to me. I really, really like how nice you are to me. I like you a lot, I’m a big fan for one thing… I mean before I met you, but you’re great in person. I’m just…”
>You start tearing up again but don’t make any sobbing sounds, so for all you know these could be tears of joy.
“I’m so lucky to meet you, like a lotta guys I know would have given up their whole lives just to know you.”

>”I know, I was there. And I’m really flattered to be honest, but we REALLY need to get you to bed soon.”

>You start giggling at the idea of Twilight taking you to bed. You know what she meant, but in your fake drunk state, it’s just so nice sounding.
“In bed.”

>”Yes, in bed Silver, so you can get some rest.”

“In bed.”
>You continue to giggle like an idiot.

>“Are you so drunk that everything’s funny to you, or am I missing a joke here?”

“In bed”

>“Oh… Really? We’re going here?”

“To bed?”

>“I liked it better when your jokes were less dirty.”

“It’s not my fault, I never figured out how to clop and It’s been a week and I’m drunk as fuck.”

>”Who taught you that langu- wait, what?”
>Twilight started to visibly blush, apparently the past few minutes she’d chalked up to just the placebo effect, but this? That was apparently too much for her.
>“First of all how could you neve- Oh…you used to have hands."
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>>29280999

>“And here I was making sure your shower was clean every morning. I thought you just did a good job of hiding it. I guess you really do just like long showers, huh?”

“Uh… yeah? What, did you think I was jerking it in the shower?”

>She turned a darker shade of red, but started to look irritated rather than embarrassed this time.
>“Fine, yes, whatever! You’re only like this because you’re pent up or something, right? You can cut back on the vulgarity next time you’re drunk off of nothing, right?”

“Uhhhhhhh… maybe? I’m kind of invaded by sex thoughts most of my day to be honest.”

> “Most of your- wait is THAT why you were so insistent on pants or the ghost bandages? Because you thought you were going to think about it all day?”

“See, now this is why I’m so ashamed, because I’m just some dirty sex obsessed slut.”

> “There you go again! ENOUGH with the language! Enough with the negativity, enough cursing, and enough acting like even THINKING about that sort of thing is enough to make you a bad person. You’re obviously stressed and pent up, and felt weird about everything that’s been going on this week. Me walking in on you and acting like a shy school girl taking a look at an anatomy book for the first time certainly didn’t help! Look, I’m sorry Silver, but you need to go to bed, we can talk about this in the morning when you’re back to being reasonable.”

>There was a purple flash and you got a bit of a headache… did she just teleport you to your room? Oh good she took herself too.

“Twi- I… can you get me some water so I’m not hungover tomorrow?”

>“I’m serious, there was barely ANY alcohol in those drinks, you’ll be fine.”

“Could you humor me please? I’m gonna be afraid to fall asleep otherwise.”

>She takes a deep breath and the look of irritation turns to one of understanding.
>“Alright, I can get you a glass of water. Just promise me you’ll get some sleep, okay?”
>You’ve already fallen asleep while she was talking to you.
>“That works…”
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>>29280996
Eurgh. I wouldn't be happy about it, but I'd take it.
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>>29280996
>Takes it

>Gets stuck as Anthro pone permanently

>Kill my self
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>>29281023
These two are good together.
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>On my way to class
>Opens the door
>Gets on the floor
>Walks the dinosaur
>Get's in trouble for walking the dinosaur in class
>As punishment I must help with the science demonstration
>The teacher found a syringe in the bathroom and want to test whats in it
>the teacher injects me with it
>I am pone now
>The class laughs at me and calls me a fag
>Spaghetti falls out of my pocket
>I get sent to the office for being a fag, and dropping spaghetti on the floor
>Gets to the office
>The call my mom and tell her that I walked the dinosaur and spilled spaghetti on the floor
>Mom shows up
>Sees that I am a pony
>She burst into treats
>"ur not my son, plz kll ur slf"
>She leaves
>The office calls the Animal shelter
>Animal shelter picks me up
>is never adopted
>Euthanized
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>>29281282
>no pretty dresses
0/10
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>>29281290
>You whine as Twilight forces you into yet another frilly pony outfit.
"Twiiilight, your ponification ad said 'no pretty dresses'.
>She looks up from fussing over your frock and glances at the misprinted flier offering transformation services.
>"Oh. They got this all derped up."
>She makes her perfunctory corrections.
>"No, pretty dresses!"
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>>29280996
Why not? The odds are in your favour, provided you can avoid being lynched.
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>>29281282
The original ending was better.
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I want my Master to beat me for being such a shitty pony!
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Boop or be booped, it will all turn you into a pony.
In cuddles we all become pone!
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>>29282973
Careful not to boop too hard. Don't want to turn into a pony with a bloody nose.
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>>29196731
>I nod
“I guess so”
>She takes out a small flashlight
>”I’m going to shine a little light in your eye, try not to blink for me sweetie”
>She shines the light in my eye
>”All right, you’re doing good. Now just tilt your head and I’ll take a look at those ears”
>I comply and she uses whatever that thing they use to look in your ears
>I share a smile with Greg
>”You’re doing fine” He says, giving me a thumbs up
>”Yes you are, try not to talk for this next part”
>She takes a stethoscope and places it on my side
>She takes a moment to listen
> “Heart rates a bit high, but that’s to be expected. Everything else sounds great though”
>She continues with a mostly normal physical exam, checking my reflexes and inspecting my hooves, nothing to outlandish
>”Alright, we’re nearly done. I need to check your private parts now”
>Great, we’ve reached the molestation portion of this exam
>eh, it’s not like my parts are all that private any more
>”Would you like Greg to wait outside”
>I pause for a moment
>Honestly no, I like having him around
>But he may be uncomfortable with this…
>I relies that I have been drawing out “uhh” since she asked me
>”That’s Ok, I’ll wait outside”
>He stands and walks back into the waiting area
>Doc makes a gesture to the receptionist as the door swings shut
>”All right, Would you please stand up and turn that way”
>She gestures in front of me
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>>29283439
>I do as instructed, blushing slightly
>”No need to feel nervous, I’m a professional”
>She pulls my tail up and holds it with a hair band
>I feel the heat from the flashlight as she inspects my new set of genitals
>She begins to probe around behind me
>Though it’s not erotic in any way I can’t help but feel aroused
>She continues silently, though I get the feeling she has noticed
>A feeling which makes it even more arousing
>She finishes up after what seems like forever and looks at me
>I must be blushing hard enough to see it through my coat, because she addresses it
>”Don’t worry about that, it’s perfectly normal for new mares, even the ones who were already female”
“Does it go away at least?”
>”Your body is starting its first estrus cycle, it will last about a week and then go away for three to four weeks”
“Every three weeks?”
>That’s slightly horrifying
“Is there anything I can do about it?”
>”There are drugs we can give you that will help, if you want it gone for good you can be spayed”
>I’m not a big fan of drugs, and even less a fan of surgery
“I’ll sleep on it”
>”That would be what I recommend. A lot of ponies consider the two, very few actually go through with it”
>I nod thoughtfully
>”Lets get your friend back in here, a couple more things left to do”
>She turns and gestures for Greg to come back in, I notice the secretary nods at her
>Greg comes in and smiles at me
>”Alright we’re on the home stretch, we just need to verify you identity, fill out a little paper work, and if you want we can give you your vaccinations”
“Do I really need to retake my vaccinations?”
>There’s just a hint of panic in my voice
>I really hate needles
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>>29283445
>”Yes, you do. You are now vulnerable to both equine and human diseases. your old vaccines should be good still, but we need to give you the ones for horses”
“I’ll take my chances”
>I really fucking hate needles
>”I hate to do this to you dear, but you legally have to, and I legally have to administer them”
>Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu
“Then why did you ask?”
>Frustration is clearly in my voice
>”Because I don’t like the idea of medicating people against their will”
>Greg puts his hand on me
>”It’ll be ok”
>Thanks Greg
>”First things first, both your parents are alive, correct?”
“Yes”
>She pulls something up on the computer
>”and these are their names and contact information”
>I nod
“Looks correct”
>”Alright, we’ll do the blood work and shots first, then I’ll give you your homework and you can be on your way. I’ll be right back”
>She steps out of the room
>I turn to Greg
“I hate needles”
>He nods sympathetically
>”So do I, but don’t worry I’ll help you through this”
>I smile
“Thanks Greg, it’s really nice of you to do this for me”
>He chuckles
>”I’m glad you think so. How would you feel about staying with me?”
“I-I would love to”
>He starts to scratch behind my ears
>we both turn as the doc comes back in with a tray of syringes
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>>29283439
I finally wrote another update for this story

Pastebin: http://pastebin.com/VLktBzZF

I hope to have this one finished in two or three more updates
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>>29283461
Adorable
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*Boop*

Good night PTFG
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Woo updated

>>29281023

>You wake up remembering everything that happened last night.
>Looks like Twilight was right… you weren’t drunk, you were just having an emotional breakdown!
>Thank goodness for that!

>In all seriousness, you have no idea how you’re going to face Twilight after the catastrophe that was last night.
“I must have sounded like an absolute nutcase! God, forget depression inspired self-deprecation, that was just an absurd level I’ve never reached before.”

>You sigh and get out of bed, opening the door before continuing to think out loud.
>This was a habit you picked up because you’re a sad lonely adult.
“Well… I mean it could be worse. After all, Twilight’s pretty understanding and/or forgiving. I didn’t end up causing the apocalypse in an alternate timeline or something, so that’s a plus.”

>“What did I do to YOU?!?”
>You hear someone shout at you from down the hall. Apparently, Glim Glam heard that.

“Nothing I was just using you as an example- wait have you known I’ve been here the whole time?”

>“You seemed like you wanted to be left mostly alone, so I left you be.”

“Thanks…? I think. Continue to ignore me.”

>You don’t get a response so you think you’re good.

>And the response you do get happened to be from a different unicorn altogether. Namely the purple one coming up stairs.

>“I hear someone’s awake… You alright there? You were honestly starting to scare me last night.”

“I… think so. I guess I just exaggerated a lot of stuff last night because the circumstances led me to only think about extremes. Sorry you had to see all of that.”

>“It’s alright, various mental breakdowns seem to happen a lot in ponyville… I mean I’ve had a few myself.”

“I really only remember the one about not having a friendship lesson in time.”

>“Really? Because I think the first time travel incident counts.”

>You can’t help but pause a bit at that…
“I love how you lead such an interesting life that you have to preface that with ‘first.’”
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>>29284272

>“What can I say? I guess I’m just a magnet for the bizarre.”

“But uh, in all fairness, I’m pretty sure most people would have started to freak out if they met themselves from the future who warned them about a catastrophe.”

>“I probably should have let myself talk. But what can you do about the past other than learn from it and move on.”

“Yeah, you’re right about that. I should… Sit down and have a reasonable conversation with you this time around?

>”I’d like that… You want to have that chat over breakfast?”

“Oh wow, I completely forgot how famished I am, yeah sure thing.”
>The two of you head down stairs and talk while you eat.

>Most of it is about you and how you found out about her and the others. In detail, whatever her show is like.
>“So why do you hide watching it, exactly?”

“Its fans had a reputation online to kind of take things out of control. Make things weird, creep people out, that sort of thing. So I mostly only ever brought it up if it was already brought up by someone else.”

>“At least you weren’t ashamed of us or something, that would have been a bit depressing.”

“I mean, it’s not shame it’s more… feeling like others wouldn’t understand.”

>“I… think I get what you mean?”
>The look on her face does NOT match up with getting what you mean.

“I mean… even disregarding how most shows with your type of premise weren’t very well done; there was a lot of gender divide on the subject matter. I personally didn’t care, but I know others who do, and while I never met anyone who mocked someone else I HAVE heard stories. And then there’s the people who take things WAY too far. Like, beyond wishing you could live here because life back there is depressing and this is a nice form of escapism. Beyond wishing you could come here because life is nice, and so are the ponies. Wishing you could come and spend time with your favorite pony and hopefully win her over. W-“

>“Favorite pony?”
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>>29284274

“You, obviously.”

>She blushes and laughed nervously.
>“I was going to ask what you meant by that, not for you to tell me yours. I’m definitely flattered though!”

>You can’t help but blush a little bit yourself.
“I mean, like I said I thought it was obvious. Yeah, you were the best choice for someone to help me out if I needed a place to live, but you’re also definitely the one I’d want to spend the most time with.”

>She’s having trouble looking you in the eyes, it looks like she’s trying to hide her smile or something.
>“Is that so? I mean, thanks for the compliment, but would you mind telling me why?”

“Why? I mean you’re sarcastic, smart, well read…”

>“Careful, you’re making me sound like I wear fedoras regularly.”

“Well, I mean that’s just the first layer, you’re still really kind, full of leadership, strong, powerful, a living embodiment of a goddess.”

>“Ah! The truth comes out. Clearly, you’re a mythology nerd and just have been too nervous to ask for my autograph.”

“Oh no! My secret has been revealed.”

>The two of you share laughs at your own stupid jokes.
>“Alright, enough fun, keep going.”

“Well I mean, you’ve always had a really attractive personality. Your looks… well okay so it would normally be kind of weird for a human to say they find a pony attractive, so I focused almost entirely on your personality.”

>“Almost?”

“…I’ll tell you later if we ever get used to each other in the way I’m alluding to.”

> “If? I could have sworn you were attempting to seduce me to try to guarantee you marry rich.”

“Damn it all, caught red handed once more! Is there a single ruse of mine that slipped past you?”

>“Yeah, for a while I almost believed that you weren’t just a huge nerd. Then I actually got to talk to you.”
>You wonder if the flirt joking is going to get old anytime soon… you certainly don’t mind it yet.

>”So you wanted to wait until you were here to decide if I was attractive or not?”

“ooooh… I wouldn’t say THAT.”
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>>29284279

“I just… I guess I wanted to match up with you so you’d find ME attractive. That and…”
>You mumble a bit of the rest of the sentence, realizing that it might be a bit too soon to tell her that part.

>“What was that?”

“I uh… wanted to be compatible… physically and chemically…”

>It takes her a moment to realize what you mean by that, but her face goes to a full-on shade of pink in response.
>“A bit early to be thinking about that, isn’t it?”
>She tries to cross her legs inconspicuously.

“Well, in specifics. But I guess I’d really just like to make sure that if I’m dating someone, that I’d be able to ask myself, ‘would I be alright raising a family with this person?’ and like my answer. And while I’ve only known you personally a week… well I mean…”
>You rub the back of your head, and one of her legs fidgets a bit against the other one.

>“VERY interesting. I mean I’m not exactly ready for that kind of thing right off the bat, especially since I haven’t been on a date in a LONG time.”

“Oh I can be very patient if need be… and uh, I mean we’re having breakfast together like this and you’ve known me a week. I think I’m closer to you than someone who just walked up to someone else and asked them out on looks alone. I dunno, do you think there’s specific requirements to meet for this sort of thing?”

>“Can you even have a date in your own residence?”

“I think so! I’ve heard of that sort of thing before… besides, the castle’s probably fancy enough to make up for whatever dating points we might be losing by having that be here. You know, the dating points we need to save up until we hit specific mandated thresholds allowing us to get closer.”

>“Alright, alright point taken. I still think we shouldn’t skip a few steps is all… if we’re really doing this, that is.”

“Oh! Of course, how silly of me to give off the impression that I meant otherwise. Here, I can fix part of this right now.”
>You lean over and give her a peck on the cheek.
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>>29284282
>>29283452
Nice
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>>29282816
This is far too coincidentally niche for my life.

Time to drink more and forget I ever saw this
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>>29280996
If things fly south, I will still have fingers that make suicide easier.
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>>29285329
Look on the bright side, at least it's not Equestria girls.
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>you can become pone

>You must be taken apart piece by piece without painkillers and then reasimbled into a pony

Would you do it?
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>>29285524
No. I'll wait for a better method of becoming a pony.
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>>29285524
If it's the only way? I'll think about it. That would be agonizing to the point where death might just be a better option.
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>>29266717
How would you break the news to a new pony who was as yet unaware of their change?
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>>29285524
this sounds like it would just kill me in the process and I become a cute lil corpse.
>>29285819
Speak slowly, since they are not smart enough to realize they are half their size and have been crawling around instead of walking.
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>>29285819
Get them in your lap, relax them with cuddles and pets, tell them how pretty and cute they are.
Then show them a mirror.
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>>29285524
If I survived, yes.
I'd do pretty much anything that doesn't kill me, except for if it harms others.
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>>29285524
So long as it doesn't kill me.
No pain, no gain, right?
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>>29286219
Pony then turns the mirror around and reveals to you that she's not the only one effected.
Romance blossoms and you end up being very happy together.
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>>29286533
Perfect.
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>>29286533
Bamboozled
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>You are Anonymous, aka Twilight's bitch
>that nickname was given to you by Purple Cunt
>Every time she sees you as a human, she quickly casts a spell turning you into a pony
>If you ask her to turn you back, she says "I don't know the reverse-spell or how it works" with a shit-eating grin
>After three transformations by Lavender-shit, and three reverse spells cast by Starlight (bless her), you decided to move to the other side of town
"Why do you keep transforming me into a pony?!" You asked while dodging magic bolts from Purple Cunt in the middle of town
>"Because Anonymous, it will make you happy! If you want to have a family, you'll need to be a pony to do it!"
"But I'm not ready to have a-" You stop.
>You slowly come out from behind a hay-fry stand, confused
"You, want to have a family with me?"
>"YES!"
>And then Anon had hot, sloppy, kinky sex with Purple Cunt, both as a human and a pony
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>>29287393
Glorious.
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>>29287393
>In the aftermath, Anon was confused as to how both of them ended up pregnant.
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>>29286533

Green when?
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I want to be an Anon's pet filly!
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>>29287926
He has no eyes so you're going to have to act as his guide pony.
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>>29287853
Why don't you try writing it, Anon?
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>>29288566
Really cute little story involving pony tf.
http://www.fimfiction.net/story/302693/casualties
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>>29288369
>Tirek drains Anon of magic, turning him back into a human
alt ending: Tirek drains Anon of magic, making him permanently the pone
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>>29288614
>Tirek drains the enchantment keeping Anon as a little pony.
>He turns into the powerless filly and Anon's humanity is restored.
>Anon is hailed as a hero and turned into an alicorn princess, much to his chagrin.
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>>29288086

Romance isn't my strong suit.
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>>29288771
You can't improve if you don't try. give it a shot.
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boop
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>>29289868
page 10?

Not today Satan!
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>>29283452
>”All right, let’s get these over with”
>She sets the tray down
>I count four syringes, all with large needles
>There is also a vial with a tube in it, the tube ends in a very large needle
>I turn back to Greg with a nervous look
“Mmmmh…”
>He wraps his arms around me and looks me straight in the eye
>”It’s going to be ok, I’ve got you”
>”Why don’t you two keep that up, and I’ll be finished before you know it”
“OK…”
>as my ears are turned backwards it occurs to me that this is something I can do now
>I can hear the doctor moving behind me
>I can hear her picking up the needle
>She starts to swab a patch of skin
>I press my ears tight against my head in anticipation of what comes next
>A quick cry escapes my lips as the needles pierces skin
>”Shh, shh, I’ve got you” Greg says as he pets my mane
>The doc administers the other injections in short order
>Thanks to Greg I make it through the ordeal without crying.
>Or kicking the doctor
>…I did that when I was younger
>Needles are fucking horrifying
>”You’re doing very well, one last thing”
>She swabs another patch of skin
>I feel the larger needle press through
>She holds it there for a moment before pulling it back out
>”There we go! That wasn’t so bad was it?”
>She holds up a vial of blood
>”Now I just need a mouth swab and we’ll be done”
>She gets a cotton swab out of a drawer
>”Would you like to do this Greg?”
>”Shure”
>He takes the swab from her
>”Now just open your mouth and let Greg rub that against your cheek”
>I hold my mouth open as Greg rubs on my cheek
>It’s all I can do to keep from laughing as he twirls it around inside my mouth
>He grins when he’s done “ticklish much?”
“Maybe a little”
>He passes the swab back to the doctor
>”I’ll keep that in mind” he says as he gives me a boop on the nose
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>>29288602
Adorable, 10/10 would want to be infected
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>>29284272
this was shit, but only becasue twi let anon side track off of talking about waifus.
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Boop
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>>29290068
He needs to be careful how he wields the power of the boop.
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>>29288826
The cute pony makes a good point.
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>>29290068
This is adorable. Great work.
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>>29291091
Not even Pinkie's smile could sooth that pain.
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>>29288771
It gets easier once you're the little pony.
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>>29288602
Thanks, I'll have to give this a look.
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>>29290068
>ywn have a friend comfort you as you receive your little mare vaccinations
>ywn be huged and petted to keep you calm
>ywn receive a boop for being such a brave little pony
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>>29291528
>little mare vaccinations
But I want to catch the little mare.
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>>29291552
What if the vaccinations are for turning you into the little mare?
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>>29291552
it's for not catching the human whilst you're the little pone
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>>29291900
>>29291925
Then that would be more of a humanitis vaccination.
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I want to be the pet pone and do cute things for my master
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>>29292168
Kill yourself, you excuse of a thing. You must be dominant to the worthless humans, for you are a pony. It's equivalent to wanting to be a 40k Orc's pet. Ponies are superior.
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>>29292209
Shame on you Anon. You never, ever try to behave dominant around your owner.
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>>29292280
He's right you know. Ponies are not for owning. They are for cuteness and using this power to gain influence over humans.
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>>29292209
Imagine being the pony with an Ork pet.
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It would make more sense for a vaccine to turn you into the little cow.
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>>29259343
I need more Unyielding Aegis guard mare tf.
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>Be at collage
>Heading to Biochem lab
>I take a short cut through the sevice cordor
>Hand lands in something sticky
>Hand starts to burn
>Entire body starts to burn and itch
>Hands cramp into a fist
>Pain courses through my entire body
>I fall to the ground
>My Hands have begun to fuse into nubs
>I notice technicolor fur growing on my arm
>I open my mouth and start to scream
>I feel my bones shifting inside me
>there's a sharp pain in my shoulders
>something is pushing through my back
>something else is forming above my butt
>The nubs are hoarding into hooves
>My screams are turning into neighs
>The effects come to an end, leaving me as a small winged pony
>I continue to neigh for help
>A pair of researcher step out of a door
>I try to run when I see the syringe in their hand
>Leap to my feet only to fall back down
>They grab hold of me
>I toss and turn
>in the end they subdue me
>The needles pierces my skin
>I suddenly feel myself drifting off to sleep
>Just before it all goes dark I feel them lifting me up and throwing me over there shoulder
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>>29294379
It's just a prank bro.
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>>29294379
Go on.

>there shoulder
their
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>>29294379
>collage
college
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>>29288826
>>29291374

Only because of the cute inspirational pics

[Spoiler] Gotta get to an ending on the ony amp story first [/spoiler]
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>>29294379
>service cordor
service corridor
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>>29294811
i disappoint myself
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>>29276170

>Be Moonlight
>You've been working all day on trying to get this ring off. You haven't eaten and the constant shocking from your attempts make you unable to sleep. It might be starting to get to you.
>Meanwhile, there's Hotblo- Incognito, still working on being able to draw using a pencil in his mouth. You recommended that because that's what they do in the show, but you've never tried. It looks difficult.
>You walk up behind him and look to see how things are going. It still looks like random scribbles and is visibly making him frustrated.
"Hey Incognito."
>"What is it?"
"Have you tried using a ruler or something to make better schematics?"
>He processes this and facepalms. You float a ruler over to him. You remember trying to use it earlier to brute force your shackle off but that didn't turn out well.
>You sit back down and start fiddling with the ring again. Back to the regularly scheduled pain session.
>"Jim."
"Hm?"
>"How much do you think they're paying attention right now?"
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>>29294925

"What do you mean?"
>"They said that they'd be documenting 'bad ponies' and I think your constant attempts at shackle removal might get their attention. So where's the attention?"
>That's true. In these situations, guards are normally sent at some point to deal with this. Where are they?
>A light blipped on on the ring. "This ring will have more voltage added as you continue your attempts. A few guards are entertained by watching your display, but I advise against continuing for your safety."
>How did you miss the speaker on this thing?
>"Good to know you employed nice an friendly guards."
>There was no response, but the both of you knew that was heard. They really don't care about this, do they? Now you need to get this off, just to spite the guards.
"We should put these on those camera guys once I get them off."
>That got a chuckle out of him. You start another attempt at shackle removal when you're interrupted by a loud yelling and flurry of colors from outside your door and quickly passing by.
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>>29294980

>Be anon
>You recently gained the attention of most to everyone in this place that wants to get out and started a small rebellion. Well you actually just got a few ponies mad at the guards and somehow got that spread around.
>Now, you're leading a stampede through the facility. You don't know where you're going, you don't know why they're not stopping any of you, but you know that this is really fun.
>Your mob soon finds itself ramming into the lobby door and getting stopped.
>Oh hell no.
>All of you start hitting the door in angry prisoner fashion. Earth ponies are in the front, ramming with all their might. Unicorns are doing something with magic on the door in the back. Pegasi are all pushing into the top of the door.
>It's a glorious riot. Then, you hear a crack on the glass.
>This is happening.
>You punch the cracked spot and break a hole through the door. More bits of it start breaking off until the mob floods into the lobby.
>In that moment, every single pony in that room is zapped. You should have expected this.
>Your shock seemed more violent though. Because while everyone eventually got up and started moving back, you were stuck there. Every time you tried getting up, you got zapped again.
>Two guards came by at some point and looked down at you. You figured one of them had a needle as he kneeled down and you felt a sharp pain in your ass. That was the last thing you felt until you passed out.
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>>29294980
Let's hope they succeed.
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>>29294803
Collage is probably easier for most new ponies. Arts and crafts is the ideal activity for them while they rehabilitate.
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>>29275319
Back again. I'll post everthing so far from the start, since I've made a few edits.


>Sitting on this hill with Celestia, you look upon your landscape.
>Clouds, grey and heavy, march across the sky and bring a thunderous rain down as far as the eye can see.
>Although none of the drops reach either of you.
>There is a low hanging fog creeping through the tall grass below, pooling between the rolling hills out to where land meets sea.
>Away and afar there sits a cold beach, the ocean tossing and turning with a casual frigidity.
>”So this is what your world is like.”
“Well, at least how I remember it.”
>Celestia peers into your eyes, nodding, then she turns away to stare up at the sky.
>”It reminds me of Equestria in the early days. Beautiful, but in a cold and truly primal way.”
>You listen carefully, catching every detail.
>It had been a while since Tia had talked about ancient Equestria, and you were fairly curious.
>”Did I ever tell you that Discord invented weather?”
>Seriously?
“No, that’s… Really? I never imagined Discord to be creative like that. I mean sure, the guy is Chaos, but most often the real dickish sort of chaos where you just fuck with people. Ponies.”
>Princess Celestia sighed and turned her gaze back to you, cracking a little smile.
>Those eyes...
>The eye contact had only lasted a few moments at most, but it made a distinct impression.
>You always felt like you were under an x-ray when Celestia looked you in the eyes.
>Not in a probing, privacy violating way, but in a heartwarming and uplifting one.
>It was like Celestia was seeing the good in you, appreciating it, those purple eyes of hers taking in all the best traits they could find.
>Taking her time, Celestia lied down beside you, her back pressed into your right side with your right arm wrapped around her.
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>”The idea may seem odd at first, but Discord was perfect for the job. He had no allegiances and he had no real discernable patterns. The weather would always be random and unpredictable, often giving enough for good crops, but never too much. It allowed for balance of Chaos and Harmony.”
“Random and unpredictable huh? Sounds an awful lot like the weather back on Earth, or a lot like going clubbing in Bangkok.”
>Celestia raised an eyebrow at you, prompting a response.
>You shrugged back at her and returned to watching the weather unfold.
“What?”
>”Well, I don’t think you’ve ever described this Bangkok to me, but the similarity with Earth is what I was getting at. It’s almost as though there is still a Discord on your planet controlling the weather.”
“So he isn’t in charge of the weather anymore?”
>A pause.
>Celestia had a few interesting tics for when she was carefully considering something.
>She only really let them slip when she was at ease though, so you doubted there were many individuals who had seen them beyond you and Luna.
>You’d always found them kind’ve cute, the way the flow of Celestia’s mane seemed to slow like she was powering down, the way her fore hooves fidgeted at that huge gold band around her neck and rubbed at the gem in its center.
>”Discord still possesses the ability to control the weather, but he no longer does so. Not very often anyway, only when he finds it necessary or if he’s in a particularly vile mood.”
“Take it you banned him from doing it?”
>Celesia chuckled.
>”If I had banned him he would only have done it more.”
>Suddenly she stopped laughing and started staring off into the distance.
>”No… Discord stopped on his own. I’ve never mustered up the courage to ask him myself just why, but Luna tells me it has to do with… Well, you know who.”
>Subject change time.
>Drawing Celestia in closer with your right hand, you point at her gold band.
“You’ve never told me the story of that little beauty.”
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>>29295190
>Beauty was pushing it really, at least in comparison to all the other things Celestia wore.
>Where her crown and horse shoes were flawless and always clean, even when she was pristine and perfectly groomed.
>Celestia always wore the same scratched, dented, and worn bit of gold around her neck.
>The marks on it were subtle for the most part, at a distance you could hardly tell, but up close like this you could see every last one.
“Why do you wear that? You have plenty of spare crowns and shoes, why not a spare one of those?”
>Celestia smiled softly, eyes lidded and looking down at the gold band with a warm expression of reminiscence.
>”Well, technically you gave it to me Anonymous.”
“Now the story is just begging to be told.”


>Lifting her head to look at you again, Celestia smiled even wider before returning to a more neutral expression, her eyes opening up.
>”I think it would be best if I took this to ‘my neighbourhood’ so to speak. Is that fine with you?”
>You nodded and turned away to the horizon.
>This should…
>Be interesting.
>There came a loud resounding boom like thunder away in the distance, and just like that, time slowed to a halt around you and Celestia.
>Celestia’s eyes began to glow, her Stream becoming apparent and ever brighter as she put it to work, a golden torrent changing into a great flowing spectral rush of color around her.
>All around you, things started to roll back and change.
>The rain climbed back up into the sky, the waves receded instead of coming to crash on the beach.
>This reversal steadily accelerated, the clouds were twisting about and dissipating bit by bit.
>Eventually the entire sky opened up and the fog cleared.
>In that last moment before the switch you saw the sun set on the horizon, tossing out its final jets of orange and red to illuminate the earth.
>Then the switching took place, and with a lurch you felt yourself dissociate, almost losing your ego but just holding onto it.
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>>29295202
>Your form disintegrated, passing right into Celestia’s chest.
>For a moment, everything was dark.


>Standing at the peak of this mountain with Anonymous, you look upon your landscape.
>The Sun is rising, clouds tinted various yellows, oranges and reds fanning out on either side of it and across the sky.
>You get an odd feeling in your heart watching it arise like that without your guidance.
>Down below, the great fields of Equestria are clear to see in all their immensity and glory, wildflowers forming magnificent patterns of color and life going on for miles around.
>In the distance, more mountains like yours stand tall, serene and snow-capped with nothing to disturb them.
>”And here we are in Equestria again.”
“My perception of Equestria, yes.
>Anon tilts his head back at you, smiling.
>”I’ve always loved the land here Tia, it’s like being a kid again. Everything is how I always pictured it as a little underage shithead, big and colorful.”
>You made a mental note to ask Anonymous about his childhood later, knowing him he would have quite a few entertaining tales to share.
>The two of you sat in the snow, Anonymous wrapping his arm around you again and pulling you in close.
>For a few minutes the two of you just sat there in silence, clinging to each other and watching the world unravel.
>Then Anon turned to look you in the eyes, smiling casually.
>Everything Anonymous did was so casual, like he had no worries left to care about.
>Just good memories and good times to look forward to, he moved as he wanted, often disguising none of his emotions or intent.
>”So, you gonna continue?”
>Ah, you’d almost forgotten.
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>>29295209
“Yes. I received this gold band about three thousand years ago as a gift, although there’s a bit more to it than just that. You see, this was at the height of mine and my sisters’ reign. Both of us had wrought a great country in Equestria, we and our subjects were truly reaping the benefits. It was a time of great celebration and bounty, with much for all. And so the two of us often put together events to further entertain the populace.”
>Anonymous tapped at his chin with a finger, before bringing it up, brows raising and lips curling up as he ‘a ha’d’
>”So you sent a brave knight to fetch this ancient and supremely beautiful piece of jewelry from a dragon’s lair then. And now you still wear the band in memory of him after he died of the wounds he received retrieving it. Also his name was Anonymous.”
>You rolled your eyes at him, watching his own eyes follow you, mirth shining in them.
>His gaze was always something you treasured, in Anon’s eyes you could see all that happiness inside him, his trust in you and his playful compassion for others.
>You’d held eye contact with many a being in your lifetime, but Anonymous was quite unlike all of them.
“Neither I nor Luna would ever be so silly as to send a knight directly into danger like that for something as trite as a bit of gold. No, it was a competition Luna put together. Luna herself had worn no crown up till this point and had decided it was time. So she sent a message out to all of Equestria, declaring that the smith who could craft her a crown she truly adored would gain her commission. It was one hefty pile of bits as well, a personal fund Luna had accumulated over her years working the Night Court.”
>”Lulu rolling in the dosh? Sounds about right.”
>Anonymous would know about that, working in the Night Court alongside your sister as he has been.
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>>29295220
>Well if you counted eternal rivalry and scheming against each other in minor political scandals as alongside.
>It had always been in good fun though, as Anonymous and Luna had assured you.
>Either way you readied up to continue your story, shifting a little and getting more comfortable in Anon’s embrace.
>Then, lighting up your horn, you swept away the surrounding scenery and replaced it with the memory of that time.
>The two of you were now seated in the sunlit main market square of Canterlot, just ahead of a crowd of ponies.
>Market stalls and carts had all been pushed to the sides to clear up the entire space, offering a vast buffer between the series of tables set in a line at the center and the spectators that surrounded it.
>Set upon each table was a crown, all of varying styles and materials.


>”So this is the judging then?”
>You nodded.
>All the ponies in the crowd milled about, chattering between themselves while they waited for Princess Luna.
>Suddenly, out of the shadows at the edge of the square, Luna emerged smiling and waving to the now cheering crowd.
>Once Luna had taken her place standing at the first crown in line, the memory of you appeared in a gentle and quiet flash of light just behind her with a lit firecracker held aloft in her magic.
>The crowd went wild, some cheering you on, others trying desperately to warn Luna and some just laughing along.
>Luna merely looked about confused, not really catching anything the crowd was saying, while memory Celestia smirked and ever so slowly moved the cracker above her sister’s head.
>The bang almost made Luna face plant as she scrabbled to get away, both the memory and you now laughing heartily at their sister’s distress.
>”Pfft, nice one. Right out in public too.”
>You grinned at Anonymous, nuzzling his cheek.
“Oh she had it coming. That was the week Lulu dumped a bucket of water on my head during my meeting with the seapony ambassador.”
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>>29295226
>You had to admit Luna’s delivery had been cleverer, but the reaction you had gotten was priceless, watching her nearly jump out of her fur like that, all the while with the city ponies laughing at her or booing you in jest.
>Luna stood back up and glowered at her sister, who merely stepped aside and motioned her to continue, all with a smirk on her muzzle.
>Still suspicious of further trickery, Luna was careful to stand as far away from you as she could manage.
>”Citizens! We art here today to conduct the judging of these fine fruits of craftsmanship so bestowed upon me by the craftsponies of Equestria. We shalt judge each crown, testing its fit and look, before calling forth the humble maker and passing on our critique. That done, we will move on to the next crown, till all art tested. Once all art so observed by us, we shalt choose the winner and award them their due.”
>Once Luna had started talking, everypony present was enraptured, paying close attention to each word she spoke.
>And once she had finished they remained polite, stomping their hooves momentarily in anticipation.
>All told there were about fifty crowns to judge, and you could see Luna’s expression souring at almost all of them.
>Eventually, after nearly an hour or so of trying on crowns and speaking with their makers, Luna came to the final three.
>She approached the first, hovering it up in her magic.
>It was certainly a magnificent piece, but almost too magnificent.
>A deep blue metal band to match her coat, with pale blue sapphires embedded around its rim to contrast the shady tones.
>The top was in line with most traditional crowns of the time, a large array of expensive cloth all colour coded to match Luna.
>In short, an extremely uncomfortable and impractical piece of headwear of the sort that your advisors would always insist you wear everywhere you went.
>You could see that same look and feel of it in Luna’s eyes as she tried it on.
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>>29295233
>Oh how you could sympathize, especially with Twilight’s coronation having been just a short while ago.
>That torturous abomination the attendants had foisted on you…
>”Looks like she hates it, way too heavy and way too big.”
>Anonymous liked to be straight to the point, and he smirked as Luna removed the crown.
>”May the creator of this beauty come forward!”
>Out from the crowd walked a proud and well-groomed pony, blue coat and black mane with a bellows for a cutie mark.


>That horse looked like a real fucking asshole.
>He kept his snout upturned, somehow even as he bowed to Luna.
>Immediately you could tell he was just the type of minor gentry you would fuck over in the Night Court on a corruption scandal or something.
>Even past Luna seemed to agree, her brow furrowing ever so slightly at the sight of him.
>But it was only for a moment, impossible to notice if you hadn’t been looking for it.
>”And how do you name thineself subject?”
>”Your Majesty, I am Gilded Hammer, master jeweler and smith.”
>Luna nodded, her expression neutral.
>”Well, Gilded Hammer. We must say, thine creation is certainly befitting of a princess. Majestic and obviously crafted of the finest materials you could gather. However, as we have said to many another creator here today, perhaps you could have scrimped somewhat to allow for a lighter and more comfortable crown. This does not put you out of the running we assure you, our decision will be taken only after we have judged every piece. Overall, well done Gilded Hammer, a most decadent crown you have made.”
>”Thank you Your Majesty. I shall… Strongly consider your words in the future.”
>Gilded Hammer bowed once more before disappearing back into the crowd.
>You felt Celestia twitch under your arm, she was smiling wider as she watched the scene unfold.
>It really was weird having two of her around like this, one wearing a gold band and one not.
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>>29295238
>It was also insightful, right now you were seeing the Celestia from three thousand years ago.
>The difference was like night and day, Celestia today had nearly no tics when she was in public, she was an almost perfect figure of grace in any social situation.
>Here you could see a multitude of tics and the occasional expression, for example with Gilded Hammer, her tail had flicked a few times and her brows had furrowed quite noticeably.
>Seemed Luna had always been excellent at concealing her emotions, Celestia had learned how to.
>Celestia’s general attitude was fairly different as well, more cheery and just a very slight touch of naiveté.
>Enough about that though, it was about to hit a real good part.
>You pointed at the second to last crown and tapped Celestia on the shoulder.
“Been waiting for that one for a while now, finally I’ll get to know just why she keeps that thing on her desk.”
>Celestia gave you a smirk, eyes flicking to yours knowingly.
>Then she turned back around to watch, a warm smile on her face now.
>”I’ll always remember what Luna did here.”
>Luna approached the crown, picking it up in her magic.
>One thing could be said about the piece, it wasn’t bulky.
>A black band of iron, obviously worked hard and long into its shape, there was another piece of the same iron crudely attached to it as a sort of front panel, curving up into a point.
>Plastered to the panel was a circle of driftwood cut into a sickle moon.
>Luna simply hovered it over and onto her head, peering up at it seated there in front of her ears.
>Both you and Celestia couldn’t contain yourselves and the two of you started laughing.
>The memory Celestia looked to be simply curious, trying to scour the crowd for the creator of the crown.
>Setting the crown back on its table with a sort of small surprised little smile, Luna turned to the crowd.
>”Would the architect of this simple and heartfelt work please step forward.”
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>>29295246
>Silence, then a bit of chatter and a few gasps as the crowd parted.
>Out from the ponies, an earth pony colt strode.
>Just a tiny little colt, with a cutie mark of sea shells in a circle, likely a recent acquisition of his.
>He practically pranced up to Luna, not a care in the world as he grinned up at her.
>”Hello little one, and what might thine name be?”
>”Seaside Shelter!”
>Seaside practically shouted it, hopping up and down before remembering his manners and bowing.
>Luna smiled down at him and lowered her head to his level.
>”Well then Seaside, we must congratulate you on such a work. As I said before, simple, but heartfelt. I can see the hard work you put into this Seaside Shelter. We are particularly fond of how comfortable it is, resting easily on our head. But, there is room for improvement, a truly great craftspony need not fine materials to create a masterwork, only their skill. Yours is budding Seaside Shelter, and there will be those who will not appreciate your work, but eventually you shall rise above that and bloom ever greater.”
>The whole time Luna spoke to him, Seaside kept his eyes locked on hers, widening with each word she spoke.
>Once she was finished, Seaside Shelter bowed again.
>”Thanks! I uh, I don’t really know how to talk all nice but… I just wanted to give a present to you, and have something I could use to practice more. So, I get it and all, everyone else brought all these really really REALLY nice crowns that they made and they’re all super with like gems and stuff. And, and that’s what you need as a princess. I guess what I’m trying to say is that I get it if I don’t win, I just wanted to make you happy, because… well everypony should be happy.”
>Luna looked on in surprise, eyebrows shooting up again before she recovered.
>”Thank you Seaside Shelter, we shalt treasure this gift of yours. Whether thou art the winner of this competition or not.”
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>>29295256
>Starting to get flustered now as he realized just how many ponies were watching, Seaside bowed quickly and returned to the smiling and hoof stomping crowd.
>So that’s why Luna kept it huh?
>A reminder that she could always improve.
>Interesting.
>Nothing to abuse in court, but interesting.
>Memory Celestia on her part smiled the whole time, stamping along with the crowd as Seaside bowed out.


“Seaside Shelter went on to become a master of his craft. Made from iron and beachside treasures he scrounged together himself, Seaside’s jewellery and weaponry today is priceless.”
>Anon twisted his head around to look at you in surprise, eyebrows shooting up.
>”Well damn. You’d think he got a pep talk from a goddess or something.”
>You rolled your eyes before turning to watch Luna as she approached the final crown.
>Just as you remembered, this one was covered up in shabby brown paper wrappings, with no distinguishing marks.
>Anonymous was tilting his head, watching closely as the wrapping was removed.
>With a flourish, Luna tore it away, eliciting a collective gasp from the crowd.
>For a moment it was as though night had descended on the square, all sunlight seemed to be sucked away and into the crown, to be reflected like moonlight.
>The air stood still and all beheld the crown that sat there, the same crown Luna wore today.
>Luna herself was dazzled, eyes wide and ears perked before the moonlight effect receded into a much smaller aura surrounding the crown.
>The memory you was equally awed, staring in wonder.
>Taking her time, Luna placed the crown upon her head.
>Everything was perfect, the way the crest stood before the ears, the simple blackness of the metal complemented by the small but complex engravings over the entire crown.
>Subtle and subdued like the night.
>Without even taking it off, Luna looked over at the crowd, smiling wide as they all broke into raucous applause and hoof stomping.
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>>29295268
>”May the maker of this… Dare we say it, this masterpiece please step forward.”
>Everyone present stared about, looking around at various ponies with smithing or jewelry related cutie marks expectantly.
>One by one all of them shrugged back and a ripple of whispers passed through the throng of ponies.
>”Huh, so an anonymous benefactor. I think I see where this is going.”
“Indeed.”
>Suddenly a breeze picked up, blowing stiff and taking away the vision of the memory with it in swathes of light.

>The light swirled around you and Anonymous for a moment before settling again to show your living quarters.
>Anon remained relatively calm throughout the entire process, impressive now that you really thought about it, his mental constitution proving itself as unfailing once more.
>Perhaps noticing your lingering gaze, Anonymous looked back into your eyes, confident smile etched on his face.
>”Don’t you worry Tia. My mind remains un-fucked as of now, and it’s got one hell of a vagina dentata just in case yours gets a little frisky.”
>Playfully smacking Anon over the head with a hoof, you return to your story.
“This memory is from a few days after the judging. Luna declared that the final crown had won, of course, and started letting out some feelers to track down its maker. Personally I had no involvement in the search up till this very moment.”
>With a shimmer of your horn, the memory began to play out.
>Memory you walked out of your bathroom and into the main chamber, suds and bubbles slipping down your coat as you rubbed a towel all over your wet mane.
>Anon perked up at that, predictably.
>Humming, you trotted sedately about your bedchamber, getting drier as papers and mail floated over from the door to your pillow by the hearth.
>After a few minutes of this you lied yourself down before the fire, taking the time to close your window to keep out the frigid night air.
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>>29295280
>Still serene, you extinguished every light source but the flames in your hearth before getting to work opening your mail.
>The first package you hovered up to yourself was wrapped in cheap looking brown paper, and you eyed it curiously, brows raised.
>It was quite large in comparison to the others, and shaped vaguely like an ellipse.
>Still curious, memory you spun the parcel slowly on itself, examining every inch trying to find postage.
>Quickly, you discovered there was none and opted to just open it, shrugging.
>Anonymous chuckled.
>As soon as the wrapping had been removed, the nightlight coming from outside shifted, flooding into the gold band you held and returning as sunlight.
>For a few seconds it was as bright as high noon in your quarters, the fire paling in comparison.
>Just like it had done with Luna’s crown, the light receded back to the jewelry, forming a much more compact aura of sunlight around it.
>Now smiling ear to ear, memory Celestia put on the gold band and stood up to look at it in her mirror.
>Giggling, memory you brought a hoof to her mouth before whispering.
>”Well now, I guess I’m in the same boat as Lulu.”
>You stood there a moment, feeling at the gold before starting a speedy trot to the door.
>”Sunstar! I need to speak with the guardspony who delivered my mail tonight.”
>With memory you midstride out of her room, the memory froze up again.
“And that is how I got this gold band of mine.”
>Anon gave you a scratch behind the ears while he wiggled the index on his free hand at you.
>”Ah, but I also asked why you don’t have a spare.”
>Sighing and closing your eyes at his touch, you opened your wings and wrapped Anonymous up in them.
>For a few minutes the two of you cuddled there, Anonymous petting your mane while you nuzzled against his chest.
>You always loved pushing your head to his chest, the feel of him pushing back and holding you up.
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>>29295291
>Hearing Anon’s heart, constant and comforting, like he was telling you just how alive he was with every beat.
>Slowly, the two of you pulled back off of each other, smiling.
>You took a moment to regain your composure before continuing.
“Well, apparently nopony had seen anyone drop off the gold band, and the package hadn’t even been seen up until it was in my room. General Firechaser was less than pleased of course. But I got him to laugh it off eventually. For the next five years or so, Luna and I both hounded this anonymous smith as hard as we could. Luna brought out every connection she had, practically dug out her entire underground in the search while I worked the more open game. Putting up rewards for information and scouring every smithy I could find in every city and town I put in the time to visit.”


>Celestia paused, looking up for a moment with a hint of concentration.
>Her Stream rose around her in a circle, tendrils of gold laced with rainbows twirling up into the air before disappearing.
“Raising the Sun?”
>Slowly but surely, the magic receded and Celestia looked back at you with a quick smile.
>”Yes, seems we’ll have to wake up soon. I should be able to finish the story at least.”
>A sparkle of Celestia’s horn later and the two of you were watching her and Luna fly over the Badlands.
>The sun was shining down overhead, throwing everything into a sharp contrast of black shadows and red rock.
>Down on the ground below the sisters, a pony shrouded in some sort of cloak was dashing away.
>It took you a moment to realise just what was happening, but you laughed when you caught on.
>They were chasing the smith.
“Seriously? A chase through the dessert?”
>”Luna and I were quite eager.”
>And indeed they were, Luna was shouting ancient obscenities at the smith while Celestia just hooted and hollered, sometimes laughing and always smiling wide.
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>>29295304
>”We commandeth thou to cease thine attempt at escape! We art sick and tired of trying and failing to hunt you down! JUST ACCEPT OUR GIFT THOU… THOU FOPDOODLE.”
>Whoa jeez Luna, no need to just go and steal a man’s sides like that.
>Stopping her over joyous ruckus a moment, memory Celestia spoke up as well.
>”Come now Lulu, don’t be such a klazomaniac! Sir! Would you please let us talk to you at least?”
>Huffing loudly, Luna sped up, flashing as a black bolt straight in front of the running pony.
>Celestia soon followed, appearing beside her sister with an earnest smile in contrast Luna’s scowl.
>The smith turned his head ever so slightly to take them both in, face still obscured by the hood over his head.
>Considering relative sizes, he was no joke, standing as tall as Luna.
>”Remove thine covering whiffle-whaffle, waste not our time.”
>The pony stood stock still when he spoke and his voice had more grit to it than the ground beneath his hooves.
>”Funny. Coming from the muck spout.”
>Both memory and real Celestia were laughing once more at their sister’s expense.
>Luna’s face contorted into rage for just a second.
>Then you saw the expression you were used to seeing from Luna.
>Confident curiosity, an interest but all while understanding that this was something she, Luna, could handle.
>”We like thine tongue smith. Ever more the reason thou should let us reward you proper.”
>”I will take no prize or payment for what I gave the two of you. It was only necessary.”
>The smith unfastened a clasp by his side, letting the cloak slip off and onto the ground.
>As you’d noticed before, he was pretty fucking big for a regular earth pony, but other than that he was startlingly generic looking.
>Brown coat, black mane and tail both cut short, his cutie mark was a hammer.
>Celestia stepped up to him, frowning.
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>>29295314
>”Please, the beauty of this gold band and the sublelty of Luna’s crown… It’s extraordinary. You deserve a considerable sum of bits for both and we would be honored if you would come work at the palace. Your name would likely wind up engraved alongside the very best!”
>The smith scoffed, ears twitching down while he smirked at memory Celestia.
>”I have no name to be engraved. Now go, you’ve met me, you’ve had your fun. I have no more work to do for either of you.”
>Luna was affronted, snorting and kicking at the dust, while Celestia seemed a little off put by his response.
>”Your Highness!”
>And here came the Royal Leash, night and day.
>Celestia and Luna both rolled their eyes as the six Lunar and Solar guards landed around them, all exclaiming multiple variations of “Are you okay?” and using every conceivable polite nothing to ask them to “not run off like that”.
“Well, some things never change.”
>Tia flapped her wings a bit and adjusted herself so she would be leaning into your chest.
>”Yes. Even today my guards can be annoying nags, but it just shows that they care all the more.”
>You noted that one thing had certainly changed though, the armor they were wearing looked nothing like what they wore today.
>It seemed to have some bulk to it, actually weighing them down and restricting their movement.
>The smith had most certainly noticed, brows furrowing and frown deepening as he stepped up to a pair of Solar and Lunar guards, taking both of them in hoof to look closer.
>”Uhhh, sir…”
>The two of them tried to pull away, but with no luck, the smith held fast.
>You swore you saw the reflection of a red hot anvil in that earth ponies’ eyes.
>The smith’s gaze was so penetrating, you’d never seen anyone look so focused on something before.
>”This armor is some of the most cleverly disguised garbage I’ve ever seen.”
>All present turned their heads to look at the smith in surprise as his own head came snapping up to stare at Luna dead in the eyes.
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>>29295328
>The memory froze.
“So that’s it then? He came to work for the two of you and made the kickass armor your guards wear today? Still doesn’t explain why he never made you a spare one of these Sun Buns.”
>You raised your left eyebrow and frowned, tapping at the purple jewel embedded in Celestia’s band.
>Celestia just smiled back at you and pushed your hand down with a hoof.
>”He hated the idea of recognition or fame and whenever I asked about duplicates he said that they would never match the original enough to be worth it. Essentially, he wanted to avoid leaving behind anything that could be considered a legacy. He failed miserably of course. Eventually ponies came to refer to him as Hammer and Tongs. Guardsponies still tell the tales of him forging legendary armor and weapons and smiths now say things such as ‘Well it ain’t no Hammer and Tongs, but it’ll do’. I’d always told him he would be famous no matter what he did. Although, this band he made me never got recognized as his work at least. Old Hammer would like that, an anonymous piece, seen and used but not drooled over throughout history.”
>Damn, you had heard his name tossed about before.
>Never figured he was an ACTUAL smith, just thought he was some character from an old story or something.
>That was what always kept you enraptured with these ponies, the fact that most of the tall tales you hear are real accounts of what happened, every little meadow is the birthplace of a legendary innovator, the mountains home to dragons miles long.
>Speaking of stories…
“Tell me your story golden band. I shall listen.”
>Celestia giggled as you pressed your ear up to the gold.
>It felt real nice, the cold metal contrasting with the bristly yet forgiving and warm fur on Celestia’s chest.
>You could hear her heartbeat, flowing life and power through her veins like the hot core of the Sun.
>”Well, I suppose we have a few minutes before we wake up.”
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>>29295337
>So Celestia regaled you, dents became adventures in Diamond Dog dens, scratches were generations of attendants dropping her things and begging for forgiveness, a scorch mark the product of a battle with no less than twelve ancient dragons.
>Eventually though, one must wake up.

>The melody of a phoenix caught in your ears.
>Slowly, you opened your eyes to look upon that phoenix of yours.
>Philomena was perched up on top of the four poster bed, looking down at you with her head cocked.
>You smiled back at her, it felt odd though, like different muscles were at use.
>Bah, probably just morning drowsiness.
>On instinct you closed your eyes again and reached out to Luna, bidding her good morning.
>Once more, you noticed something was off.
>It was as though you were magically numb, your spell had a delay to it and you could barely hear Lulu’s response.
>”You’re coming in a little quiet this morning Tia. Maybe you need some more rest?”
>You shook your head, it wasn’t that you were tired.
>There was something else.
“No, I’m just a little off right now. Give me a moment.”
>Focusing, you drew in a deep breath and held it.
>Ah, it was your Stream.
>You’d never seen it do this before, just up and separate from you like that.
>All around you it flowed, never touching you directly, just hovering in a spherical shell about you.
>It was like a nullification field was holding it at bay, exactly like the natural one Anonymous-
>Your eyes shot open and you sat up.
>A quick look down confirmed your suspicions.
>You were in Anon’s body.
>Flicking your eyes to your right, you saw…
>Well, “you” lying there in bed.
>This was certainly an interesting development, it’d been what?
>Three thousand years since you’d accidentally switched bodies with someone?
“Luna, it seems your mind sharing spell has caused me and Anonymous to switch bodies.”
>…
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>>29295343
“Luna?”
>”Shit. Well I can get it fixed, but it’s going to take all day for me to put together the correct counter spell. Anonymous is going to freak out, so I recommend you try to ease him into the fact.”
“Alright. Don’t feel too bad about it by the way, I’ve done far worse with simpler spells before. Remember that debacle with that griffonian mob boss and the Minotaur priest? It took decades to really clean up that mess.”
>”We never did find that poor eunuch. Good luck sis.”
>Sighing, you stood up and out of bed, then immediately fell flat on your face.
“Ouch.”
>How did Anonymous just walk around like that?
>Hell, how did he RUN?
>You took your time getting up again, pushing yourself back up with your new arms.
>For a second you just stood like that, on all fours.
>I mean seriously.
>If Anonymous could stand on all four of his appendages like this, why didn’t he?
>His monkey ancestors certainly got around like this most of the time.
>Whatever.
>Out of habit, you tried to blow your mane out of your eyes, to no avail.
>Gingerly, you pushed yourself back onto your feet and up again.
>A bit of arm waving aaaannnnddd…
>Success.
>You’d found your balance, standing up straight with no wobbling.
>Now to wake up Anonymous.
>With an awkward and stumbling gait, you walked around to the other side of your bed and crouched down.
>Your, well, his head was dangling out over the side with his muzzle nearly touching the ground.
>You reached out with a hand and gently brushed Anon’s mane, whispering.
“It’s time to wake up Anonymous.”
>It was so odd hearing that voice of his coming out when you spoke.
>”Mhgmmgh. Five more minutes.”
>You stifled a laugh, and started to scratch him behind the ear.
>So much for easing him into it.
>With the mental fortitude he’d shown during that shared dream though, you were sure he could handle it anyway.
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>>29295356
“Why the hell does that feel so good? What the heck are you doing Tia?”
>”Oh just a little something you like to do every morning.”
>What.
>Celestia always did like to be cryptic in the early hours.
>You opened your eyes.
>Jesus fuck what was up with your vision, you felt like you had way more than just 20/20.
>Slowly you lifted up your head, a tedious affair, it felt so much heavier than usual.
>”Now you’re awake.”
>The fuck?
>Why was Celestia holding up a mirror to your face?
>What was up with her voice?
”Celestia what are you-“
>Your “reflection” didn’t move with you.
>Smiling wide, Tia reached out and booped you on the nose with your hand.
>With a twitch, you nearly knocked yourself out trying to bring your hand to it.
>You didn’t have any hands now.
>Hooves, you had hooves.
>You are now a pretty sun horse.
>With sudden alacrity, you jumped out of bed and stood with your head raised high, muzzle scrunched.
>Then you fell onto your side.
“I am become the little mare.”
>Tia smirked at you, poking your back with her foot.
>”You’re a big mare though.”
“For you.”
>Celestia stared down at you, brows perked with a distinct look of confusion.
>”What?”
“I’m just being an idiot again. Do you have a counter spell by the way?”
>”Nope. This was caused by Luna’s dream sharing spell, and she just told me that it’ll take all day to reverse it.”
>Sighing, Celestia leaned down and helped you up, putting you on all four hooves with a little finagling.
>”I’m afraid we’ll just have to trade schedules, warning everyone about a body switch tends to cause a lot of legal problems and in general is a lot more trouble than the two involved taking on each other’s roles. Trust me, this is my third time.”
>You shrugged and started taking test steps, getting used to the whole four legged deal.
>With some trepidation, you trotted over to the bathroom.
>If you were going to do this, you were going to do it with a warm shower in the morning.
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>>29295366
>swapped Froow
Woofr?
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>>29295366
“Alright, let’s brief each other while we get dressed.”
>You’d be lying if you said you weren’t at least a little turned on by this.
>I mean fuck, you had the mare pussy right there waiting to be ravaged.
>Sure you were in a great relationship with Celestia, with a VERY healthy sex life, but this was pretty damn hot.
>Back turned to Celestia to hide your face, you pushed open the bathroom door.
“I-I’ll be just a moment.”
>She cocked an eyebrow at you and as inopportune as the timing was…
>You winked back.
>After some heavy blushing and stammering excuses, you retreated into the washroom away from that stare of hers…
>Well, yours.
>You’re going to need all the therapy after this shit.


>One rather steamy shower later, Celestia was helping you into your regalia.
>”Now then. Lucky for you I’m not scheduled to meet with the public today, rather, you’ll be meeting with the head of the Solar Guard to receive a few security reports. That shouldn’t be-”
>A pause as she shoved on the last horseshoe and walked over to retrieve your peytral and crown.
>”Too difficult, Gleaming Star is both reasonable and experienced. Two millennia of service tends to make for that. The real meat of your day today is going to be the talk with the governing ponies of Baltimare.”
>Gleaming Star was pretty fucking hardcore from what you remembered, basically set the standard for a by-the-books veteran who’s seen every damn thing you’ve ever seen and worse.
>You lowered your head to let Celestia adorn you with the final pieces.
>”They’re getting on in their years-“
“Like the rest of the Day Court.”
>Tia rolled her eyes.
>”They’re getting on in their years and they’ve been in office for quite a while. You’ll need some patience, recently they’ve been trying to ‘update’ their way of doing things. Bless them, but they’re a bit confused.”
“What do you mean? Are we talking corruption?”
>Sighing, Celestia stood back up and walked over to the bathroom.
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>>29295378
Yeah. Also, fuck I just noticed how many posts are in this thread already. Fuck it though, I'll have a pastebin ready anyway.

>>29295379
>”You’ll find out. Just be… Nice. After you talk with them there’ll be the court itself, it’s likely they’ll be presenting a new budget of some kind for Baltimare. I’m certain you have the insight to decide whether it should pass or not.”
“Alright. Get showered then, we’re starting to run short on time and I still need to learn how to levitate things.”
>”Sure thing little miss tail lifter.”
>Celestia slapped you on the ass before heading into the shower, throwing you a wink.
“Y-you too.”

>Anon really lacked self-control.
>You could understand his arousal, and frankly it was kind’ve flattering, but still.
>…You weren’t entirely innocent either, considering how hard your member was.
>Shaking your head, you twisted the water knob to cold, shivering a moment till the feelings had dissipated.
>Now wasn’t the time.
>Stumbling a little as you took the first step out of the shower, you grabbed a towel and dried yourself off.
>You stare at the towel in your hands for a moment.
>Would going out naked right now make Anonymous feel awkward?
>Yes.
>Yes it would.
>Well that settled that then, you tossed aside the towel and flung open the door with gusto, your arms spread wide.
“Dress me.”
>”Dude.”
>Anon blushed furiously till your underwear was on, not speaking a word till he started on the pants.
>”Today I’m working to stop Bluebood from passing a new bylaw.”
>More confident now, he guided you with his forehooves, pulling up the slacks and getting you to zip and button the fly.
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>>29295398
>”He wants to change the testing procedure for getting an ice cream vending license. Bastard wants to take over the entire industry, has a ton of unlicensed ice cream ponies in his back pocket ready to flood the streets with their product.”
“What’s the problem exactly? It may be for personal gain, but that doesn’t sound particularly malicious.”
>Anon scoffed, shaking his head.
>He trotted over to the dresser and pushed it open with a hoof.
>”Mind teaching me how to do this telekinesis stuff real quick?”
>You nodded and lifted a hand to point at one of Anons dinner jackets.
“Focus your mind on the item in question and imagine it lifting into the air. Imagine the exact way in which you want it to be manipulated, then apply it to what you’re seeing.”
>Anonymous looked back at you with eyes wide in surprise.
>”Is it really that easy?”
“Nope. But that is how you do it.”
>Rolling his shoulders as though in preparation, Anon turned back to the dinner jacket and squinted his eyes, scrunching his muzzle.
>A few seconds passed in silence, then a flare of light flitted up Anon’s horn and the dinner jacket burst into flames, disintegrating into ash moments later.
>He was still better than Sunspot back in the first millennia.
>Ever the optimist, Anonymous pulled out another dinner jacket to try.
>It met the same fate as the last.
>Two singed jackets later and he had succeeded, prancing around the room with it floating in front of him in a sort of victory lap.
>”Wizard status: Regained.”
“There should be a bit of magic left in my horn, enough to last you the day for sure.”
>Setting down the jacket to hover over a white button up shirt, Anonymous tilted his head and peered at you.
>”How much magic is ‘a bit’ exactly?”
>You closed your eyes and focused your Stream around the horn to feel it out, it was so much more difficult with this nullifier.
>Opening your eyes, you replied matter of factly.
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>>29295406
“Enough to burn down, reconstruct and then burn down Canterlot again.”
>”Oh. Well I’ll just stick to telekinesis then.”
>With your arms slipped into the sleeves, Anonymous started buttoning you up.
>”Anyway, the problem with Blueblood’s plan is that his ice cream ponies are sub-par at best. The rigorous testing procedure is the one thing that’s kept them from working, can you imagine all the terrible ice cream? And that’s just counting his ponies, there’ll be plenty of others taking advantage if it gets out.”
>That did sound quite terrible.
>You frowned, thinking on the problem.
>Anonymous floated over a tie and slowly wrapped it around your neck, taking his time to tie it properly.


>”That’s pretty much the only responsibility you’ll have. Get as much evidence to discredit Blueblood as possible, dig up all the dirt on him and flaunt it in the Night Court when he tries to pass the bylaw. You got all day today of course. Shining Armor and his crew are here today for training so you can get heavies from him to back you up on the physical details. Look to Fancy Pants for everything else.”
>With a flourish, you pulled on Anon’s dinner jacket, doing up the cuffs before shaking your arms to get the crinkles in the sleeves out.
“Why would I need help for ‘physical details’ exactly?”
>Anon’s ears flopped down and he averted your gaze.
“Anonymous.”
>”You remember that fractured leg and the bruise on my face last week?”
>Your frown grew deeper.
“Yes?”
>”Well. I didn’t fall down the stairs.”
“Were you were attacked?! That is completely unacceptable! Who was it? Where are they?”
>Anonymous set a forehoof onto your shoulder, quick to pacify you with words.
>”It was Fleur de Lis, Fancypants’ bodyguard. She is likely with Fancypants right now. BUT.”
>You tried to rush out of the room, but he held you back with a spread wing.
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>>29295411
>”But, I was totally asking for it. I intruded on Fancypants’ turf and I got burned for it. Also, I said a few choice words about his mother. Either way, they’ve apologized for it, I’ve apologized for it and we’ve since made up. No bad blood left between the two of us.”
>Thoughts of assassination and coups ran through your mind.
“You’re getting your own personal guard. Take it up with Gleaming Star today and pick out the team. I leave you anyone but Gleaming Star himself and anypony from the First Company.”
>”Celestia-“
>You gripped him by the shoulders and stared him in the eyes, there was that happiness again, but you could see the worry there now.
>You wouldn’t miss that again.
“Anonymous. You are getting your own personal guard and that is final. Once we’re married you’ll officially become a prince, and a prince needs a guard.”

>You sighed, letting your shoulders drop.
”And so the prince receives his Royal Leash.”
>Ah whatever, Celestia was right.
>It wouldn’t be all that bad anyway, just a little inconvenience every now and then, the whole golden cage deal.
>“May it ever be pulling you back at the most annoying of moments.”
>The two of you had a good laugh before pulling into a hug, the mood brightening right back up.
>As Celestia scratched you behind the ear, sweet Jesus that felt like all the cocaine, you thought about the day ahead.
>You were lucky enough to get the easiest day in Celestia’s week, and Celestia was taking a crack at your simple powder keg of a case.
>This would be easy.
>You craned out your long neck and gave Tia a quick smooch on the lips before walking over to the door.
“Let’s go run a country.”
>It was kind of odd seeing your own face so serene and smiling like that as Celestia adjusted her suit, getting her tie nice and tight, flattening out creases.
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>>29295422
>Somehow, she managed to still look like “Celestia” in your body.
>Maybe it had to do with the sunbeams all landing on her, no matter where she stood.
>”Gleaming Star should be just down the hallway, waiting for… well, me.”
>You nodded and used your magic to open the door.
“And Shining Armor should be in the practice yard.”
>With all the pride a royal and a noble should have, you and Celestia strode out into the palace hallway together, your hooves clopping and her shoes tapping on the bright white marble floor.
>There were wondrous tapestries hanging in the hall this morning, all individual sections of a single panorama depicting the path the Mirror River took from the Crystal Mountains down into the Horse Shoe Bay to the East.
>Just a few steps from Princess Celestia’s royal chamber hung the most celebrated tapestry in the set, a stunning display of Neighagra Falls.
>Celestia walked over to it and casually pushed up a corner of the tapestry to reveal a hidden staircase.
>You saw her nod and smile at you once more before vanishing down the secret passage.
>You smiled and giggled softly.
>With an idle twitch of your tail, you moved the tapestry back into place as you turned left down the hall.
>Just like Tia had said, Gleaming Star was waiting at the end of it, alert with his eyes trained on you.
>He looked the same as he always did, like he was cut from stone.
>The armor Gleaming Star wore threw off an otherworldly golden gleam to rival even Celestia’s finery, it was the product of years of constant burnishing and flawless upkeep.
>With no helmet on he had less protection but much more visibility.
>Gleaming Star’s white coat was extensively groomed and his pale blue mane and tail were cut close to stay out of the way.
>Even Gleaming Star’s wing feathers were perfectly sorted, optimal for quick liftoff so that he could act instantaneously and defend against any ambush.
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>>29295429
>You took nice easy breaths, focusing on being calm and collected, no one could find out that you and Celestia had switched bodies.
>Fooling Gleaming Star was definitely the hardest thing you had to do today, and you had to start right now.
>…
>You stopped in the hallway for a moment and stared wistfully out of a window at Canterlot to try and stall for time.
>Huh, the sunrise this morning looked just like the one you’d seen right at the start of Celestia’s dream.
>The clouds were all stained stunning shades of red and arched out from the Sun symmetrically like a burning halo.
>You could use that… somehow.
>For starters though, you had to get the core aspects of Tia’s character down.
>Perfect grace, you’d have to walk just as beautifully as Celestia did on her best days.
>Perfect manners, that meant no stuttering and you had to match Tia’s speaking habits down to the last word.
>You couldn’t help but swear under your breath just thinking about it.
”Fuck…”
>”A beautiful morning your Highness. Dreamlike.”
>Gleaming Star had made the first move.
>Somehow he was already standing next to you, his eyes fixed on the city below.
>There was no way you could have stopped yourself from turning your head to look at him, but you at least managed to slow down and do it gracefully instead of wrenching your neck and gasping like a fish out of water.
>You passed off your quiet surprise as meaningful silence, letting it stand for an extra second before speaking.

G'night PTFG, good to be back again, again.

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>>29295030

>You soon find yourself awake in an office. Well office would be a generous way of putting it. It's decorated more like a throne room.
>You feel sore everywhere. Standing feels like a massive feat, let alone walking. You're not chained up, thankfully. Your shackle is still on you though. Maybe you'll hold off on your plan until you can get this thing removed.
>Wait, you're in an office. Shit, this probably the warden's office. You slowly move over to the chair in front of the desk and sit down. This won't be a fun conversation.
>And so you sit and wait. No one's in the office at the moment but looking around or leaving don't seem like a good idea at the moment.
>As you shake away the thoughts of investigation, the door opens behind you. You turn and see one of those pegasus unicorn things on the other side. Glitter informed you that they're called alicorns, which rolls of the tongue a bit. She slowly walks in and takes a seat on the other side of the desk, but not without removing your shackle first.
>You only noticed when the sound of it hitting the ground registered to you. What was going on?
>"I can trust you won't try anything. I only did that so we may speak privately." She's tall. Like twice as tall as you are. She has a white coat and a flowing main that never seems to stop moving. You feel like you've heard of this person before.
"Are you mad about the whole breaking into the lobby thing? If you'd like, I could avoid property damage in my next plan of attack."
>She sighs. "Why did you do that? Ponies were happy here and you disrupt that for what reason? What are you trying to accomplish by putting them in harms way like that?" She doesn't sound mad, she sounds concerned. Genuinely concerned.
"I want to go home."
>"I can't let you leave here."
"Why not?"
>"It's not in my power t-"
"Aren't you the warden? Shouldn't you be able to just let me and my friends out of here?"
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>>29295500

>"I wish, but this is for everypony's and everyone's safety."
>You raise an eyebrow.
"What do you mean?"
>"There was an accident and a research team and I let lose an experimental disease we called P0-N3. I was inspired by my daughter to try something like this. Imagine, pacifying countries by putting them into harmless ponies."
"It got out, didn't it?"
>"Someone knocked over a container and released the virus across the facility. It was much more unpredictable and contagious than we thought and soon spread."
"This is a quarantine, isn't it? How fast is this spreading?"
>"Within the year, America might just end up as Equestria." You didn't exactly know what that place was, but you've heard it mentioned. Must be ponyland.
>"I'll let you go without your ring if you can get your friends to just agree. I don't want more ponies getting hurt by my group's mistakes."
"What happened to the rest of the team?"
>"They all ended up as characters from the show, me being Celestia. There are facilities like this either keeping ponies safe or working on a cure."
>She gets up and starts moving towards the door. "This is more than I'm supposed to tell you, but I trust that you'll make the right choices. Please, keep your friends safe."
>You leave the room and soon get escorted back to your room. This was... quite a lot of sci-fi bullshit. You'll need to process this for a bit.
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>>29295614
Done for tonight but I got a question, should anon try and wait things out or break out?
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>>29295627
Wait things out
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>>29290068
I want Master to put enema's in my pony butt!
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had a dream where you could pick whatever pony you wanted to be, went with bonbon and some sunset fag kept trying to get me to jump off a cliff
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>>29295777
What a waste of trips
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>>29295458
Good to have you back. Please continue soon.
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