Pony Transformation General

>>29294379
>I start to wake up
>My side hurts and I'm still groggy from the injection
>As I start to sit up I notice the metal cage I'm in, I appear to be in a dark room
>A kennel of some sort
>My bedding consists of a single old towel
>A bowl of water and what looks like food have been provided
>There are others, the wall oposit me is fillied with cages of colorful equines
>Panic starts to set in
>I open my mouth to call out
"Neigh!"
>I'm a fucking horse
"Neigh!"
>Nononononononononon
>No!
"Neigh!"
>I begin kicking the cage door as hard as I can
>Let me out!
“Neigh!”
>Let me out, I want to go home
“Neigh! neigh… neigh”
>I slump against the door and begin to cry
>After a few moments I hear a soft nicker from the adjacent cage
>I turn, and through my tears I see a dark blue unicorn staring at me
>He sticks his nose through a gap in our mutual prison and nickers again
>I get the impression he’s inviting me to nuzzle him
>I shift over and press my nose against his
>He begins to blow air through his nose, and I respond in kind
>We enter into something of a controlled breathing exercise
>Between that and his company I start to calm back down
>Enough that I notice his eyes
>His eyes reveal a great deal of sympathy
>And pain
>He knows exactly what I’m going though
>He went through it before
>I nicker at him
>He pulls his head back slightly and nods
>He gives a quit snort before nuzzling me again
>It doesn’t get better
>We lay there, noses pressed through the cage, exchanging various horse noises until we both fall asleep
>I don’t know how long he’s been here, but he still falls asleep crying
>So do I

>>29296526
Saddest horses
Glad to see someone pays attention to horse behavior

>>29296526
Becoming a horse gives you various horse instincts. Many of those instincts involve the behavior around other horses. Very cute, looking forward to more.

>>29295458
Awesome

>>29296491


Previous thread
>>29231685

Swapped by Woofr - new
http://pastebin.com/kGdtDZ6S

A hasty jump at the call by AsSarcasticAsPossible - new
http://pastebin.com/MADHxBfX

>>29296526
Damn, that's cute and sad. Rare to see a story where the ponies aren't able to talk, looking forward to more.
You do good stuff, WallMixer.

>>29295458
Added to the google doc.
http://derpy.me/PonyTF

>>29296526
Let's hope the evil bastards that did this get their comeuppance.

All my ties are broken and I have no obligations
What path do I take to become pone?

>>29298382
Since you can't actually ever. just be a vegan.

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>>29298382
the path to enlightenment, my little pony

>>29297342
Thank ya.

>>29297883
Thanks.

>You pulled out of the hug and Asami stood up proper, still beaming at you.
>Asami couldn’t stop smiling, she seemed to brim with even more energy than this morning.
>It was funny to watch actually, she had a bit of a tic where she tapped all of her fingers in waves on her outer thigh every time the elevator stopped at a floor to pick people up.
>After stopping on the seventh floor, the elevator had become a hell of a lot more crowded than you could really handle.
>You were backed right up in the corner with Asami to your left and there was still one more person getting on.
“Shit”
>Then, suddenly, you felt Asami’s arms around you again.
>Asami hefted you up with a bit of difficulty, but she still managed.
>Pretty surprising for her small frame.
“Thanks.”
>Asami kept quiet, since elevator awkwardness had set in double time with you around.
>Everyone tried to look at no one in particular, especially not at you.
>You scrunched your muzzle up, but there was still a smirk playing on your lips.
>Absolute silence.
>For about half a second.
>Then you snorted, and giggled.
>And then everyone laughed together.
>By the time you and Asami finally got off the elevator you were ten friends richer and your heart was ten pounds lighter.
>Felt real nice to just laugh like that, got all the annoyance and anger from earlier flushed out of your system.
>You smiled, trotting down the main vein with Asami beside you.
>”So where are you going?”
>Your smile turned into a grin.
“Well I’m already on top of the world. Nowhere left to go really.”
>Asami rolled her eyes and giggled.
>”I have to go meet my family soon, so I can’t stay with you for too long.”

Oh yeah, this is an update to TEMPTING TENSION.

>>29298784
>You nodded.
“Mm. Yeah I’m headed to meet Chad at…”
>Now that you thought about it, Chad hadn’t told you exactly where he’d meet you in the lobby.
>You peered around, but you couldn’t make out any of his features in the crowd that was on its way outside.
>A quick scan of the bustling Tim Horton’s got you nowhere either.
>Asami followed your gaze, curious.
>”In the lobby?”
“Yeah, he never said where though.”
>Still looking around, Asami suddenly snapped into a pose with her right hand flat across her brow like a visor, her left hand balled up in a fist pressed against her hip and her back bowed at a fourty degree angle.
>You smiled wryly and mimicked her as best as you could, staring out at the crowd again.
“I think you’d really like my friend Tam-“
>”OH! I see him! Right over there!”
>You snapped your gaze over to where Asami was pointing.
>And there was Chad, leaning on the vending machine, sipping down a can of pop.
>He looked a little muted, talking honestly, like he was thinking a bit harder than usual.
>Your smile turned up a couple dozen notches into a grin and you galloped off to meet him.
>Giggling, Asami jogged along beside you, ducking and dodging around people in the crowd.
>You dashed between a few legs yourself, stirring up attention and pulling in stares, but you didn’t care.
>Chad needed cheering up.
“Hey!”
>Eyes darting down in surprise, Chad grinned haphazardly.
>”Oh, hey!”
>You laughed and buried your head in Chad’s legs.
“You looked quiet over here. Figured I’d come and wake you up some.”
>Chad chuckled and tossed his empty drink can in the trash before reaching down to scruff up your mane.
>”My eyes are wide open.”

>>29298786
“Wide open and staring at the ground yeah. Say hi to Asami.”
>Smiling, and with a knowing look in your eyes, you swung your fore leg out and pointed at Asami as she jogged up.
>”Hello!”
>Cheery and smiling broadly, Asami stuck her hand out at Chad for a shake.
>…And held it there for a full five seconds.
>Chad just stared at it, then at her face, all with a suspicious slant to his eyes
>You rolled your eyes and huffed in frustration.
“Fine, you don’t want to shake her hand because mind control drugs are transferred through handshakes or whatever. At least say hi!”
>Chad kept staring, his eyes were locked with Asami’s.
>”I thought it’d be too cold for bugs like you to just walk around.”

Done for now, probably be back later tonight with an update for The Worst Lovebug too.

>>29296526
>I wake up to the sound of a lock followed by harsh florescent light
>My unicorn neighbor is still nuzzled up nose to nose with me
>He gives a melancholy puff
>I guess this is life now
“Good morning little ponies!”
>My friend pulls his ears back as his eyes go wide with terror
>I hear the sound of metal on metal, followed by the crackle of electricity
>My friend sifts as far back into his cage as he can
>He tilts his head back and flick his ear, he wants me to fallow him
>The sound comes again
>He recoils at it before repeating his motion, more urgently this time
>I start to turn away to get a better view
>Out of the corner of my eye I see him shaking his head frantically
>I move to the front of my pen and look out
>There is a young man, mid to late twenties maybe?
>He’s dressed in jeans and a T-shirt, and carrying a cattle prod
>He’s walking down the row of cages, taping the prod to each door as he goes
>The ponies across the aisle are cowering at the back, most of them press against their neighbors through the cage

>>29299060
>The man sees me and grins
“Well, well look who woke up. I see you’ve met Moonglow. Now how about your name?”
>I open my mouth and give him a defiant neigh
>He gives a demeaning laugh
“Are you really that stupid? Do you think I know or care what you just said?”
>He sticks the prod up against my neck
>The pain sends me sprawling
>He holds the current for several seconds before relenting for a moment
>He continues to laugh as he drives me to the back of the cage
>Once there he doesn’t stop, he continues to prod and zap me, Laughing the entire time
>I’m going to die
>I start to cry and squeal as I spasms under the electric shock
>In my panicked throws my wings come unfurled
“What are you gonna do? Fly away”
>He presses my wing hard, pining it to the wall and breaking the skin
>He holds the trigger down
>My wings spasms violently, it feels like it’s going to tear itself off
>He doesn’t relent this time
>He holds me here, kicking and squealing
>Finally he pulls the prod away
“Now about your name, I was thinking Lightningbolt. How’s that sound?”
>All I can manage are sobs as I press myself into a corner
>He starts to laugh again as he continues down the row
>Moonglow nudges me through the cage
>I don’t try to read his face as I press myself against the divider
>He doesn’t make a sound until the man leaves

>>29299065
Aww ;~; Ponies aren't for electrocuting. They're for snuggles and love.

>>29298788
Thanks Woofr. Keep being awesome.

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Loki relieved that he's not the mare this time.

>>29299065
Someone needs to become the pone or simply have their skull caved in with a hoof

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>>29298384
This path leads only to disappointment.

>>29298382
Go into intensive study and invent transformative nanomachines/fantasy-fulfilling neural link computer thingies
I believe in you anon

>>29299893
>Go into intensive study
You're already half way to being Twilight at this point.

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>>29298382
That's a shame. You'd look good as a pony in a tie.

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Where's RichAnon? I need more CEO turned pone.

>>29300549
Seconded

>>29298788
>mind control drugs are transferred through handshakes
Immunity to this is yet another advantage to being a pony.
So what's Chad's issue with Asami?

>>29301141
doesn't chad get extra paranoid around girls?

>>29301289
Sure sounds like him but it's been so long I've forgotten the details of his paranoia. It doesn't seem to work on girl ponies.

>>29299732
>all semen diet
I would willingly do that if it meant I would be a mare. But it won't ever happen. No matter how long I wait

>>29296491
how can i use my model m if i have hooves instead of fingers

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>>29301551
Slowly and carefully.

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>>29301652
well, considering the keys are a bit wider spaced than regular keyboards, i can probably get away with typing a bit faster

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I want to be someone's pet Anonfilly!

>>29301690

One of my favorite KBs of all time. I haven't seen one in 20 years or so, though Wikipedia says someone is still making them.

>>29301707
Anonfilly is a natural pest, not a pet.

>>29301748
unicomp still makes them, albeit with thinner plastic and metal, but still legit.
or you can get lucky like i did with it and hopefully get it for cheap on ebay

>>29301774

Last I used them was with mainframes where all 24 function keys actually had specific meanings. I loved their crunchy sound and that you could beat hell out of them for literally years without any decrease in performance. It used to be there were labs everywhere filled with terminals with these things.

I'm not sure if a pony ever played piano on the show (Spike did but he has hands).

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>>29301826
coloratura

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>>29301826
There was one at the gala in season 1

>>29301844

Oh good! How did I forget that one? So they can probably type on normal keyboards, too.

>>29301855
but a piano's key's may be thin, but they're long. A keyboard has small little keys.

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>>29301844
>>29301847
This isn't likely to be much comfort to a pianist distraught over swapping his hands for hooves.

>>29301763
/r/ing fic of anonfilly's being kidnapped and beaten for digging through trash

>>29301970

>ywn be taught how to use your hooves like hands by an expert pianist pone

>>29302169

>ywn be taught how to use your hooves like hands

>>29302208
>ywn have hooves

>>29302438
>tfw you will never have a swishy tail
>tfw you will never have the wriggly listeners
>tfw you will never have a boopable snoot
>tfw you will never have a set of qt little hoofsies
>tfw you will never be the qt pony

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>>29302504
>>"you will never be the qt pony"

What's the point of it all?

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>>29302504
Kill me.

>>29299065
>Once the man reaches the end he turnes and heades back along the opposite wall
>I heard him kick one of the cages before going back through the door
>I just pressed myself against the divider as Moonglow pushes back
>Is this what my life is now?
>Just being tortured for his amusement
>If that’s all it’s going to be why live at all?
>My life is basically over
>I’ll never complete collage
>I will never raise a family
>I won’t ever see my family again
>Even if I did my family wouldn’t even recognize me
>My own mother would only see some horse monstrosity
>She’ll never hug me again
>Mommy
>I want my mommy
>I want to go home and hug her
“Neigh!”
>I can’t even call for my mom
>I degenerate back into a sobbing heap
>Moonglow nuzzles my neck and begins to blow into me again
>I cry out several times, for my mom, for help, for anyone
>All that came out was a cacophony of horse noises
>Moonglow nickers in reply
>He’s here
>I turn and look at him
>All we have are each other
>I nod and try to regain control of my emotions
>Once I’ve calmed down a little I press my nose through the cage and nicker at him
>He presses his snout to mine and we resume the breathing exercises from last night
>After a while my fear and despair fade enough that I become aware of my needs
>Namely that I’m extremely thirsty
>I pull away from Moonglow and turn to the water dish that has been provided
>It’s a simple steel pet bowl
>As I contemplate the indignity of this it occurs to me that I could refuse to drink or eat
>I then recall watching something about how painful force feeding can be
>That man seems to get off on watching others suffer, I won’t give him an excuse to hurt me
>I stick my mouth into the water and begin to suck it in
>The cold water feels good in my dry mouth, and helps with the sore throat I’ve developed
>Once I’ve quenched my thirst my hunger demands my attention
>I turn to the food bowl and inspect it

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>>29302504
really know how to strike where it hurts don't you

>>29302698
>It’s full of little pellets, like scaled up rabbit food
>After sniffing it I decide that it probably won’t taste too bad
>I take a mouth full and begin to chew
>Well I was not wrong
>It’s not bad, it just bland
>All the flavor of cardboard, and the texture of sawdust
>I eat a bit more and then take another drink of water
>I make a point to save some, I don’t know when I’ll be fed next
>I look around my confinement
>On one side is the grated wall separating me from Moonglow, the other side is solid metal along with the back wall and ceiling
>The ceiling is High enough for me to stand, or hold my head up, not both. The cage generally seems rather small for something my size, about three foot tall and wide, three and a half-ish deep?
>Maybe closer to four
>My hart starts to sink when I notice the floor
>It’s covered in small holes and slops towards a central drain
>This gives me the distinct impression that I will not be let out to use the restroom
>I turn back to Moonglow and look him over
>He’s a dark blue unicorn with a stark white mane and tail, looking over his body I can make out small scars from the prod, looking along his underside I see something far more disturbing
>A straight scar beginning in front of his thigh and running under his body
>I know what that is, it didn’t come from random violence
>Someone had performed surgery on him, recently
>Within the past three months
>I glance at him and back to his scar
>He gives a slow somber nod
>Oh fuck
>I’m a lab animal aren’t I
>I have taken three years of Bio systems
>I know what happens to lab animals in ethical experiments
>And I seriously doubt these people are ethical
>The door opens again
>It’s a different man, this one’s got a lab coat on
>I don’t recognize him, but he’s looking straight at me
>He stops right in front of my pen

>>29302698
>I’ll never complete collage

Spelling like that you'll never complete college either even if you were no hooves.

Why the hell do we want this?
No, seriously, I'd like someone to explain how we came about desiring to become ponies (specifically of the opposite gender and/or in addition to being pets, since those are two common additions).

>>29302865

But they aren't even homophones. They don't even sound similar.

>>29302902
I usually use it for ideas, but never go for gender-swapping... It's to make you physically and biochemically compatible, you know?

>>29302930
?
I have no idea what you meant by this reply.

>>29302945
Humans aren't capable of cross breeding with ponies.

>>29302902

Self-directed misanthropy plus a fixation on something really cute that it would be better to be, at least in fantasy.

I want to be something good and kind not the creature I am.

>>29302902

Gender dysphoria and because they're cute and unicorn magic. I don't know why, but I feel like I'd be happier as a pony. Until I encounter someone I know that is.

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>>29302905
I just suck at English, I'll probably get better at it the same day I become pone

so never

>>29302995

Sorry, that college/collage one just pisses me off, and I'm doing the dumb thing of pissing off writefags that drove me off this thread myself.

About to go to sleep, anyone here have experience with lucid dreaming? I'd like to try to become the qt mare, if only in my dreams.

>>29303021
I am glad you pointed it out, i have corrected it for the pastbin

Honestly I was lashing out because I make that mistake a lot, and it pisses me off every time it slips by me. Sorry.

>>29303048

There should be a monument built whenever two people on 4chan actually agree on something.

So I promise at least once in the next 100 times I point out someone's wrong about something, I'll be less of an utter dick about it.

>Spreading your arms wide for a cocky shrug, you smirked at Archer.
“Perfect. Of course.”
>”Eyes.”
>You sighed and blinked a couple times, shifting the green of your irises to your old hazel.
>Frowning now, you glared at Archer.
“Done?”
>Archer looked you over, rubbing his chin thoughtfully.
>But in the end Archer nodded his approval.
>”Good enough. Try someone else.”
“Alright…”
>People you knew flashed through your mind’s eye as you mapped out features and details.
>Jesus, you really could do anyone, couldn’t you?
>Aim high then.
>You focused your thoughts, locking onto a single individual.
>Details, deep brown eyes, small but lithe body, packed tight with muscle at five foot seven.
>Nice fuckin tits with thick child bearing hips.
>Beautiful girl next door kind of face.
>You opened your eyes and looked down, taking in your new disguise.
>You were completely nude now, with your nipples at the end of your shapely breasts out in the open air.
>Your long brown hair draped across your chest, parting at your curves and curling at the ends.
>Giggling with the feminine voice you’d adopted, you tossed Archer a somewhat more seductive smirk.
>The faggot just nodded of course, betraying no sense of surprise at all.

>>29303239
>”Alex Morgan huh? It’s well done.”
“Damn right it is. I got it all down pat Archer.”
>You dismissed your disguise seamlessly as you hopped up on the kitchen counter, so that your changeling rump made contact rather than Alex Morgan’s shapely soccer behind.
>Archer nodded, half smiling.
>”You can fly too. But that comes easy.”
>You got halfway to asking just how fast you could fly when your gut started to upend itself and your brain suddenly seemed to have been dunked in muck.
“Habbbuh…”
>You hunched over, drooling all over your floor and trying your best to keep your lunch down.
>Everything was blurry all of a sudden, from the slobber oozing over your fangs to the tiles below you.
>Sighing, Archer reached over and picked you up, cradling you in his arms.
>In a moment of odd clarity, you could feel the scars all along his skin rubbing against your chitin as Archer hefted you up gently.
>In between slow blinks of your eyes, you could see your bedroom coming closer and closer.
>”The naloxone hydrochloride has worn off. Don’t worry about the pills. I’ll buy them off of you in the morning.”
>You could hardly even work out just what Archer was communicating to you, his voice sounded so far away…
>…But you did feel all warm, right in your belly, full like…
>After a big meal or whatever.
“Fuhhk…. Bah… Fuhhkin take me tah bed fag. M slepp.”
>Buzzing feebly, you rolled over in Archer’s arms and let your eyelids droop shut.
>The last thing you felt was a comforter being pulled up to the nape of your neck and tucked in under your whole tiny little bug body, sealing in the warmth from all that love you’d soaked up.

>>29302902
Don't want to be a pone a pet or the opposite sex. Griffin would be awesome, with wings and superb vision and all. Can't pass up lion-eagle traits.

Just a little update sorry, more tired than I thought. G'night PTFG

Boop

>>29303260
He's obviously getting the hang of this changeling business.
It may be helpful to link the pastebin so that people who weren't around back then know what you're updating - http://pastebin.com/ZACzLYKA
And speaking of griffins, are you still working on Hunt?

>>29303038
Get high, go to bed late (2am), set an early alarm (6am), stay awake for about 5 - 10 mins, fall back asleep... profit.

It works for me at least.

>>29302716
Oh shit. Poor things.

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>>29284282

>She just giggles for a half minute. You wonder if you broke her… at least you enjoy the way her laughter sounds. She leans over from the chair next to you to pull you closer, laying her head down on your shoulder.
“Uh…”
>“I’m sorry it’s just… you’re too cute! You had a whole array of options there, and you went for the kiss on the cheek.”

“I mean, with all the times you’ve embraced me to hoist me on your back, I figured we could skip hugs… you know unless you WANT hugs.”

>“Come here you.”
>You were about to ask just how much ‘here’ you could get while she’s on your shoulder, but after she pulls you down on the floor so hard that the plates jump and land back on the table with a clank, you think you get the gist of it.
>She starts assaulting your neck with light kisses, the fiend.
“S-Stooopp! That- That tickles!”
>She complies, stopping her kisses… and licking your neck instead.
“Whoa! Okay, yeah that escalated… keep going.”
>You can’t say you’ve ever felt this before, the feeling of someone’s mouth on your neck, her legs above yours, her juices… dripping on you. Dear god. You have no idea if she’s absurdly turned on and just makes that much normally, or if you just have no frame of reference. Probably a little bit of both.
>You really wish you could reach the fabric you were using to censor yourself right about now…

>You make a moaning noise you didn’t know you were capable of making. It sounded like a mix of you losing your capacity for speech and some sort of mating call. Which was pretty appropriate for what was happening right about now.
>You hear the creaking of the doors open, directing both of your gazes over towards your intruder.
>Spike is just standing there with the most tired expression on his face.
>“I’m not cleaning this up.”
>He slams the door back shut as he backs out of the room.
>The two of you just stare at the now closed door before bursting into laughter.

>>29304333

>By the time the two of you picked yourselves off the floor and calmed down, the mood may not be GONE, but it’s certainly not as entirely hormonal.
>“Okay! New plan, we actually go somewhere more appropriate for this.”

“Are we going to clean that up before your friends come here to eat another time, or are they just going to question why there’s-”
>Twilight moves a chair on top of the stain on the carpet she just left.
“We’re going to have to clean that up eventually; you know that, right?”

> “Maybe when my thoughts aren’t clouded by everything I want to do to you.”
>You bite your lip, but this is mostly because you figure that’s a good way to let her know this is turning you on right back. You don’t care to think too hard about it.
“Oh I definitely like how feisty you’re getting.”

>“Does this mean you don’t mind me carrying you to my bed and taking over?"
“Not at a-”
>Before you can finish your sentence she’s already teleported the two of you to her room.
>You’re still not used to the after effects of when you teleport, what with the whirling room and five seconds of blindness. Twilight seems to able to do it in succession, so maybe she’s just accustomed to whatever the fuck that does to your brain and body.
>By the time you regain your senses of touch, sight and hearing you’re already laying down on her bed.
>She’s just gazing at you with bedroom eyes. You wonder if she just spent the few seconds working on a face just so you’d have something nice to look at. Not that her face isn’t already nice.
>Once the lights leave your vision and you’re able to look her in the eyes again, she goes back to kissing you. Honestly you’re kind of surprised, at just HOW into it she seems to be getting.
“Was last night THAT bad for you Twilight?”
>“You literally mentioned not knowing how to clop, do you know how hard it was to avoid asking if you wanted help with that?!? You’ve been teasing me all week, and dammit I might just lose it if I have to wait any longer.”

>>29304338
>You don’t want to keep her waiting much longer, and attempt to get that stupid censorship fabric off of your dick. Most of it just presses itself up against Twilight, struggling to be free. She lifts herself up for a chance to see it for more than an embarrassed glance this time.

>“Fuck I haven’t done this is so long, it’s hard to not just… reach out and play with it right away.”

“Wait uh, shit I’ve never actually done this before, do yo-“
> You’re interrupted by Twilight’s alarmed expression.
>“Oh my gosh, I’m so sorry I never meant to… Like, if you want me to do this slowly we can, I’m fine with that. I never even considered that you might be a virgin.”
>Huh… that must have shocked her out of her lust or something. She seems a lot more attentive now. And moving a lot slower too.

>“Alright, uh do you… hmmm. Do you need me to… er… shit.”
“Twilight you were doing wonderful before, just keep doing what comes naturally to you.”
>“A-alright, just don’t be afraid to ask me to slow down or even stop for a bit, I don’t want to hurt you.”
>You actually wonder if there’s something different about pony virginity or something. IS this going to hurt? Hopefully she’ll know what she’s doing, since apparently, she HAS done this before. You supposed that explained the wonderful treatment you’ve been getting up to now.
>She went right back to assaulting you with kisses as she rubbed up against you with her wet dripping cunt. Only this time she wasn’t just rubbing against the general area of where your dick might have been, it was legitimately covering your cock in her juices.
“Oh god! That’s… WOW that feels better than I thought it would. I uh… don’t know if I can last that long just from you rubbing up against my, and I’d rather not waste-“

>”Shhhhh”
>She put her hoof up to your lip.
>”I’ve got this, just relax.”

>>29302716
>ywn be a cute lab pony
>ywn be vivisected to see how your organs work
>ywn have drugs or cosmetics tested on you
>ywn niegh and squeal for mercy as they inject you with chemicals

>>29304341

>She slowly rubs herself up and down the side of your length, before eventually just picking your cock up with magic and lining up manually. You never realized how much her magic tingles until she used it on the most sensitive part of your body.
>That tingling sensation is quickly replaced by Twilight’s warmth, perhaps a bit TOO quickly.
“Okay, yeah now! We might want to… hold in place there. A bit.”
>She immediately stops moving, looking you in the eyes for the word to keep going.
>You take a few breaths and feel as though you’re getting control back over yourself. You were afraid you were going to blow your load then and there.
“I’m good now, you can keep going.”
>She barely hesitates to start pumping you in and out of her once more, slowing down only when you look a bit distressed.
>“Fuck I needed this so bad…. You doing alright down there?”
>You nod in what you hope is a confirming fashion and not just you looking like you’re having a seizure from the neck up.
“Peerrfect!”
>She just smiles and keeps going, speeding her thrusts up as she leans down to kiss you once more.
>Your stamina wavers as she practically slams herself down on you at full force.
“FUCK!”
>In a moment you lose it, letting loose rope after rope of sticky hot cum inside of your lover as her cunt clamps down and attempts to milk what’s left out of you. After you finish you can still feel as though Twilight is trying to drain the drops that are no longer there, almost to the point of pain. The pain subsides quickly as she finally calms down, however.
>After a good half minute of catching your breaths, Twilight is the first to speak.
>“That… didn’t hurt you did it?”
“Not more than half a second, no…”
>She looks to the side, apparently ashamed of herself.
>“Well… I mean I guess it’s better than last time. Basically, if you don’t finish around the same time I do, mare orgasms start to hurt their partner. I didn’t want… I mean it was still GOOD right?”
“Good nothing, that was amazing!”

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>>29303768
Yeah, workin on it. Going put out whatever I have finished on sunday.

>>29304747
*Going to put out

Boop

>>29304668
Nice

>>29304747
That's good

>>29304606
>ywn have your revenge in this life or the next.

>>29302902
It would be fun wouldn't it, to be the cute little pony, at least temporarily?

>>29302069
Only a monster would react this way to finding a poor, disheveled new pone desperately rooting through their trash for scraps.
Instead the pony should be taken in and bathed, brushed and reassured that things will be all right.

>>29306719
Can I be your pony?

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>>29306788
You can be anything if you put your mind to it.

>>29302169
>>29302208
>Before emigrating to Equestria new ponies must pass pony school.
>There they are taught how you use their hooves,
>Depending on species they learn magic, flying or whatever it is earth ponies do.
>Equestrian history and customs
>And the most important class, how to be the seductive mare.

>>29302716
>To my surprise Moonglow seems happy to see him
>He steps closer to the cage and pulls something from his pocket
“Here you go ‘glow”
>He furtively passes it to Moonglow
>Moonglow happily chews it
>The man turns to me
“Hey there Lightning, it’s ok, I’m not going to hurt you”
>He passes me something
>Apprehensively I take it
>It’s an apple wedge
“See, I don’t want to hurt you. I’m sorry Nick got to you first”
>So Nick is the guy from earlier?
>He gives me another apple wedge
“I’m going to do my best to keep you safe, but I need you to trust me. Can you do that?”
>I appraise him for a second before nodding
>What have I got to lose at this point?
“Glad to hear it Lighting, I’m going to open the cage now”
>The lock on the cage clicks off and the door swings open
>He slips a collar around my neck and picks me up
>I found something extremely comforting in begin held by him
>He positions me so that I’m looking over his shoulder as he begins to pet me
>I let myself sink into his shoulder as he slowly strokes my neck
“I’ll do what I can to help you”
>I believe him, for the most part
“Don’t worry Glow, he’s coming back in an hour or so. They’re just checking him in”
>I hear the cage click shut and he turns and walks back to the door
>I take the opportunity to take in the room

>>29307742
>The room is long and narrow, kennels line both sides
>The kennels are on wheels, each one holds four cages, two on the top two on the bottom
>Some of the ponies have come to the front of their cage, probably hoping for a piece of apple
>The aisle was sloped into a long drain in the floor
>To the back is a storage area with a large sink and a hose
>While the cages where well maintained the room it’s self is rather dirty
>What I hope is mud and dirt coat the yellow linoleum floor, celling tiles are missing in several places
>Moonglow neighs as I am carried out the door, I reply in kind just before it closes behind us
“My names Kyle by the way, I’d call you by yours but they make a point to keep that kind of thing from me”
>I contemplate trying to bail for a moment
>It then occurs to me that I have no hands, I can’t talk, and I have no idea what the layout of this place is
>Kyle said he would help me, maybe he’ll help me get out?
>In ether event I’ll wait
>He turns into another room
>This one’s small, with a metal table in the center
>Kyle sets me down and hooks my leash into a clamp above it
>The leash was not long to begin with, and I’m left with no option but to stand in place
>There is a mirrored window I can see my reflection in
>I’m now an electric blue Pegasus with a dark grey mane
>How did they even do this
>I turn back to Kyle and see that he is busy prepping equipment
>He said it wouldn’t be long, so that should rule out anything to invasive
>’Checking me in’ will probably amount to an exam, not sure what else though
>The door opens and someone else walks in
>I recognize him, he was one of the men who abducted me

>>29306719
>Instead the pony should be taken in and bathed, brushed and reassured that things will be all right.

I'd do all those things.

With my penis.

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>>29301763
I'm quite used to being hated

>>29307757
Uh oh

>>29307757
>”Morning Kyle, what did you name this one?”
“Nick named him, Lightning Bolt”
>The man nods apathetically
>”Still not finished setting up I see”
“Sorry sir, it took me a little longer to get him in here”
>The man gives a frustrated sigh
>”This is a laboratory, not a petting zoo.”
“I know sir, it won’t happen again”
>I glare at him when he turns to me
>He cocks an eye as he reaches into a drawer
>He pulls out a muzzle and blind fold
>”Let’s make sure you don’t try anything funny”
>Fuck you
>I snort at him as I pull my head away
>He grabs me by the scruff of my neck and holds me in place
>I thrash back and forth as he struggles to get the muzzle over my snout
>It was a losing battle, he forces it over my head and pulls the straps as tight as they can go
>The muzzle presses my jaw shut, and a strap running across my nose makes it difficult to breath
>It presses in on my nostrils, forcing me to take frequent raspy breaths
>”Well now that you’re both done wasting my time I suppose I can start”
>I can’t see what he’s doing as he begins his work
>He places what I assume to be a stethoscope against my side
>After that he begins to methodically poke and prod me
>He checks my legs, my wings, my neck
>His hands are cold
>He moves back to my genitals
>His hands are so cold
>The exam continues, Kyle only speaks when spoken to, and the other man is rather taciturn
>After a while I feel a wet patch of cloth pressed up against my neck
>The aroma of rubbing alcohol wafts up to my nose
>Kyle whispers into my ear
“Sorry Lightning”

>>29309142
>I then feel a large needle press through my neck and into my jugular
>I whence as I feel blood being drawn out
>at first I thought it was just a sample
>But it keeps going on and on
>I start to feel light headed
>My body slumps forward, held up only by the collar around my neck
>Just when I’m on the verge of losing conciseness they pull the needle out and press down on the site
>I barely register the next series of injections
>Though I can’t see through the blindfold I get the distinct impression that the world is spinning
>I feel them unfurling my wing
>Panic takes hold when I hear the sound of scissors
>I try to struggle, but even sight movement makes me feel like I’ll pass out
>The man chuckles
>”Much easier to manage now aren’t you?”
>My body tenses in anticipation for what’s about to happen
>I feel the scissors make contact with my wings
>There’s two clips in sort succession
>No pain?
>They release my wing and move to the other one
>The process is repeated on the other side
>Still no pain?
>They continue doing something, I don’t really care what
>After a while I hear a mechanical buzz
>The flip my ear inside out and hold it flat as they apply a tattoo
>after they finish with that they undo the leash and let me flop, unceremoniously onto the metal tabletop
“I’ll take lightning back to the kennels”
>”No I will, you clean up here”
>I feel like I’m going to throw up as he lifts me over his shoulder
>After a moment I hear the click of a lock and am deposited back into a cage
>I take a deep breath as he pulls the muzzle off
>The cage clicks shut, leaving me in the darkness of the blindfold
>I hear him walk away and close the door
>Moonglow nickers to get my attention
>I manage a weak reply and press my nose through the bars
>He starts to nuzzle me but my blood starved brain quickly slips into unconsciousness

>>29309235
>damaging a pony's wings
Now this is unforgivable.

>>29309360
Less forgivable than sending them into hemorrhagic shock?

>>29308053
Better make the most of said penis before you too contract the little mare disease from pone.

>>29309590

That's not a disease, though. It's a benefit.

>>29309724
It's an infectious medical condition. I think that's close enough to being a disease.
It's not such a benefit when it leaves you homeless and begging for scraps. Or selling your body.

>>29309768

Is something a medical condition if nobody would complain about having it?

Turn me into a little mare and I'd be throwing all kinds of parties. I would not be seeking medical attention.

>>29309814
There's a world outside ptfg you know. Most of them aren't going to take it well when they become mares.

>>29309830

When I turn them into little mares, I will have facilities available to prevent them from their misguided attempts to escape what they really, secretly want to be.

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>>29309900
And I'll have facilities where I breed genetically altered superhumans and sell them as weapons of war

>>29309900
I'm sure they'll get used to it soon enough.

>>29310095
There's no need for war when everyone turns into friendly ponies.

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>>29306719
Every new pony feels better after a good grooming.

is there any green of the pretty pone being sexually abused?

>>29310095

Yeah? Well I'll have facilities where I'll sell your mom.

>>29311502
>Anon's mom is kidnapped and turned into a pony.
>He uses his 'very particular set of skills' to rescue her.

>>29311494
Here you go
https://docs.google.com/document/d/1HAhJBk9cL1ZYXng3n2TKeiL7M1gCJ6se32pU46ZMVrI/edit

>>29309235
>Something wet is on my nose
>I hear Moonglow nicker and snort
>He nudges me several times
>I feel like I’m about to black out as I lift my head up
>He nudges me to the front of the cage
>What does he want me to do there?
>I groan at him
>He nudges me again and then chatters his teeth
>Food?
>Probably not a bad idea
>I shift my head around until I find the bowl
>It’s surprising how good the pellets are
>I quickly wolf down what remained from breakfast
>The food makes me feel a little better and I turn my attention to the water
>As I lap at the bowl someone comes into the room
>I track the foot falls as they come in front of me
>I make a wary withdrawal as the cage door clicks and swings open
>A hand presses on my back holding me in place
>They stick a needle in me and administer another injection
>They pull the syringe back out and then pull my blindfold off
>I look up and see Kyle holding up an empty syringe
“Just a little something for the shock, you’ll be alright”
>Why are you doing this?
>I give a sickly neigh
“Just hang in there, hopefully this will all be over soon”
>He strokes my neck for a moment before closing the cage again
>Taking my feed tray, he heads to the back of the room
>A moment later he sips a full tray into my cage
“They said it will only be a year or two, then you’ll be free.”

>>29311598
>your master will never make you a pretty chubby pony

>>29311213

I'd rather be Vinyl than that weird looking dude.

>>29311604
>a year or two
Christ. I hope they escape before then.

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>>29311732
Even if it means turning into the mute pony, as some fans seem to believe?

>>29311795

Jessi is still the voice of Vinyl to me.

>>29311795
Mute is cute. CUTE.

>>29311871
I think you mean:

"..."
>Goddamn, I wish I could tell them how cute I am.

>>29311871
>ywn never a pretty mute pone
>you're owner will never treat you like a dumb animal

>>29311959
>ywn go to Equestria as a mute mare and be treated as a mysterious and enigmatic goddess.

>>29311604
PasteBin
http://pastebin.com/t22Pcuvi

Anyone else find themselves self-inserting as the ponies (specifically when they're not canon/personality is highly debatable) in stories? Specifically threads on here.
Also RichAnon when will the story continue :_

>>29312658
Google doc is updated accordingly
http://derpy.me/PonyTF

>>29312672
I usually don't.
And yeah, we've had some good new writers recently, unfortunately they sometimes disappear as quickly as they came.

>>29312822
I'm hoping to continue writing at some point for anyone that's actually interested. Finals are finishing up at the moment and have sapped my time and energy.

>>29312898
Best of luck, mate. Study like you've turned into Twilight, then come back to the stories.

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>>29311662

I want to be a pretty Pink Stallion!

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/r/ing green of Bubble Berry cumming in Anon

>>29313457
See >>29311598

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>>29313342
The drawback with this is that you're going to be mistaken for a mare.

>>29313498

That sounds like a kind of mistake with benefits.

>>29313511
Such as?

>>29313736

Horsecock. All the horsecock.

>>29311604
>I’m not sure if he’s delusional or lying
>The thought crosses my mind that he could be part of their plan
“I have to go now. We’re doing good work here, you’ll see”
>Probably deluded
>Whatever he gave me is doing the trick though
>I still feel weak, but I’m no longer on the verge of passing out.
>Unfortunately I’m now aware of the discomfort in my wings and ear
>Moving to the side of the cage I extend the wing as far as it can go
>The first six primary fathers have been cut
>It doesn’t hurt per se, but it’s extremely irritating
>It’s difficult to resist the urge to chew on it as I turn my attention to my ear
>I give it an experimental flick
>The pain is mild but confirms my tattoo theory
>I press my face against the divider and nicker to get Moonglow’s attention
>He sits up and turns to me
>I angle my head towards him and flick my ear again
>He squints for a moment, then nods and shows me his
>0238 Moonglow
>I sincerely hope that’s just a random number
>I look back out into the kennel
>A quick tally brings me to six kennels on the opposite side
>I remember from earlier that they were even, and each kennel had room for four
>I crunch the numbers
>48 ponies
>People!
>They are people
>So am I
>But about forty-eight people have gone missing and no one has noticed?
>The town may have a college in it, but it’s not big by any stretch of the imagination
>I rack my brain but can’t think of any people who have gone missing
>They have must have moved us all
>But why?
>What are they getting out of this?
>Is this all for blood?
>I turn back to Moonglow
>They took something out of him
>If this was black-market organs they wouldn’t have made us ponies
>Kyle said they were doing good work
>Blood, organs, Ponies…
>How is this good work?
>How does anyone benefit from this at all?
>Why?
>I stare at Moonglow
>He doesn’t know either
>He sticks his nose through the divider again
>I nuzzle him and cry quietly
>At least I have him

>>29313837
>>At least I have him
Aw, if only they'd met under better circumstances.
Will we find out why the ponies can't speak?

>>29313964
I'm working on it.
This kind of story isn't something I have a lot of experience with, feedback would be appreciated.

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>>29313779
Doesn't sound that great.

>>29314208
I like it, please make the story happier as thing go on. Its hard to think of such cute ponies being hurt.

>>29314492

>not into horsecock

You sound like some kind of faggot.

>>29314652
I'm glad you like it

It's going to get worse before it gets better, but It will have a happy ending.

>>29305263
>It's the perfect crime.
>She doesn't suspect a thing.
>You edge a little closer.
>The filly remains oblivious, eyes shut, lost in her own little filly world.
>Her hoof taps against the ground in time with the light swaying of her tail as she hums a filly tune.
>Not that you were looking at her butt of course; you're not a total creep.
>In fact your intentions are wholly innocent.
>You creep closer still. No sign that you're detected.
>Ponies are meant to have a fantastic field of vision.
>It's the placement of their eyes on the side of the head that does it.
>But in their safe little town they've grown complacent
>This filly has foolishly squandered her gift.
>For that she will pay dearly.
>You've seen her around town before - you'd even shared smiles and waves - forming the start of a wordless acquaintanceship.
>Now she's utterly at your mercy.
>Too close now for stealth. You have speed and surprise on your side.
>A quick bound forward and you're within range. Your arm juts out and you boop the filly square on the nose.
>It's a good hit; not violent but firm enough to send a message:
>"I'm going to boop the shit out of you and there's nothing you can do to stop it."
>Her reaction isn't quite what you expect.
>Rather than pleading for respite and succor she seems rather bemused by the incident, taking a few steps back and shooting you a sly smile.
>Before you can open your mouth to seek her surrender it happens.
>A wave of heat rushes over you from head to toe.
>As quickly as it came the feeling is replaced with a sensation of being immersed in an icy lake.
>The states oscillate, tugging you between the unbearable extremes.
>You fall to your hands and knees. That little bitch.
>She did this to you.

>>29314786
>Really though, it's your fuck up. You failed to take into account the filly's natural defences.
>You feel like such a fool, making a public spectacle of yourself. But the worst is yet to come.
>Muscles cramp. The fingers with which you'd been supporting yourself pinch together like sardines.
>Then they turn into hooves, wholly unlike any species of fish to your knowledge.
>Something similar is occurring to your legs.
>In fact your whole body is shrinking in proportion, to match the stature of your erstwhile victim.
>In all the commotion you've lost sight of her in amongst the crowd that has started to gather.
>Damn it. Do they have to stare at your moment of disgrace? Isn't weird magical shit commonplace in their lives by now?
>The last of your joints click - in an unsettlingly satisfying way - into their new positions.
>Your temperature stabilises and you take a moment to catch your breath and take stock.
>Looking down your colourful new forehooves.
>Don't panic. You can get this fixed later.
>Deep breathes. The princess will know what to do. And if you're lucky your antics haven't yet aggravated her to the point of keeping you this way.
>Worst case scenario - you can't bear to contemplate - she does just that and traps you in this form forever.
>Would she do that for such a minor infraction?
>You don't think so but you're kinda panicking right now, in flagrant disregard of your own mantra.
>You lower your head and peer between your forelegs - arms really, you won't forget that - to spy on your shaky hind legs - really the one, true pair of legs, discounting the imposters.
>And between those a bushy tail sways, not quite long enough to sweep the ground.
>It's also a wavy mass of feminine curls. You're ignorant of the mechanics by which ponies' manes and tails are sculpted but you know that not even the most modern of metrosexual stallions would be caught dead with a tail that girly.
>Oh fuck. Not that as well.

>>29314794
>Ears you hadn't hitherto heeded flop forlornly.
>Part of you already knows the answer but your flamboyant new appendage - seemingly with a mind of its own - just has to go and investigate, tucking itself between your buttocks and setting into the groove of alien genitalia.
>You grit your teeth.
"Fuck."
>Far too high pitched. It makes you cringe.
>Time is wasting. You can't stand here all day.
>You must make it to the princess before word of your perfidy spreads.
>You snap back to external reality, see the crowd whispering in hushed tones and entreat the lot of them to piss off.
>You sound like a spoiled brat.

That's all for now. Part two soon if all goes well. Feedback would be very welcome.

>>29254512
=== PetPone.exe ===


Pet pony transformation and hypnosis program, limited public release.

Created: [3 November 20YY]
Version: [1.2]

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


This program is a two-part hypnosis and transformation application. when run this program will display a series of images and sounds that will alter the personality of the user, it will also effect physical changes during REM sleep, with the end product being a small, colorful, articulate, and highly submissive, pony.

INSTALATION:
To install simply unzip the file and run PetPone.exe

USAGE:
Run PerPone.exe, a dialog box should display a drop down list labeled “Race” a toggle button labeled “Gender”, and the “Start” and “Quit” button. Simply select the Race and gender you desire and select “Start”, please note that this transformation is permanent and you will not be able to alter your race or gender after it is complete. It is advised that you use headphones, darken the room, and sit in a comfortable positon for the duration of your session. You should ensure that your session is not interrupted. Remember all changes are permanent and irreversible.

>>29315186
After the session is complete and the user and achieves REM sleep the physical transformation should take place, in the following day the post-hypnotic suggestions should begin to take effect. The user will be driven to find and “imprint” on a close friend or family member, this proses may take several days to complete, with the end result being extreme loyalty and emotional dependents on this person. The user will be encouraged to obey through the use of “rewards”, they will also respond to the following verbal triggers:
Good Pony: this along with most other kinds of praise, serves as a verbal trigger for the rewards mentioned above. While other phrases have similar effects, “Good Pony” has the strongest effect. It can be used to reward behaviors that are not covered by the automatic rewards, or to make a pony very happy.
Sweet Dreams: while ponies will follow most orders including commands that they sleep, this command will also serve as a sleep aid. Useful for dealing with insomnia and nightmares.
Wake Up: this command will mitigate the effects of hypnosis, specifically pet like behaviors and dependence on their master. Useful if they are going to be separated, or behaving like a pet is undesirable.
Who’s a Good Pony: This reinforces the hypnosis and serves to reverse the effects of being told to wake up. Excessive use can cause the effects to become irreversible, resulting in total emotional dependence of the master.
Bad Pony: this will trigger an immediate guilt response, use with discretion to deal with unwanted behavior.

Disclaimer
No guarantees expressed or implied, are made in regards to the safety or effectiveness of this program. In using this program, you accept that the author is not liable for any harm, mental or physical, that my result from this program.
Enjoy!

>>29315191
what would happen if I kept repeating who's a good pony, immediately followed by wake up?

>>29315459
They get mildly annoyed and contemplate asking you to make up your mind

They never do of course, that would be above their station.

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>>29314808
Verbose. I like it.

>>29304668

>She sighs with relief at your declaration.
>”I was a bit worried… Trust me the syncing gets a lot easier the more often you do it.”
“How many times have you done this before?”
>“Th-thrice…”
>She didn’t seem to want to look you in the eye there… either out of shame or because it was a different number than that.
“I’m not upset. Honestly it probably made this easier for you to make… this easier. Bleh.”
>She gives you a peck on the lips.
>“You’re never going to stop being cute to me. You’ll spoil me at this rate.”
>You pull her closer into a cuddle, nuzzling into her neck.
“You know, It’s kinda weird just how early in the morning it is. We probably have things to do today. Well you do anyways. I’m kind of freeloading off of you until I can figure out how to start writing again.”
>”It’s not like I’m expecting you to pay rent, don’t worry too hard about it… I was going to call you a schmaltzy pet name or something, but for the life of me I can’t think of one that doesn’t feel forced.”
“Well I guess I’ll just have to keep my name until then. I can have it legally changed to sugar pumpkin later.”
>“Stop.”
“Shnookums.”
>You start to make goofy faces to match the schlock that’s coming out of your mouth.
>“This was a mistake.”
“Honey booger.”
>“You call me that and you’re sleeping in the library.”
“So you’re trying to avoid sex?”
>She pauses in the middle of her fake threat in a moment of realization.
> “…Well crap, I guess you’ve got me there.”
“I guess you’re stuck with me in your… oddly larger than I remember sized bed. Have you been planning this?”
>She just looks away with an innocent expression.
>“Maaaayyyybe.”
“We’re such dorks.”
>”You’re only just now realizing that?”
>You give her another peck on the lips.
“Nah, it just needs to be said. We’re massive dorks, but that’s part of why I love you.”
>She just stares at you as she takes in what you just said. The room goes dead quiet, and you can only hear each other’s breath.

>>29315875

>Eventually, the silence is broken by her verdict.
>”I’m pretty sure I love you too?”
>You hold her close to you once more.
“Good enough for now I guess.”
>You feel guilty for saying that. She’s only known you a week and you threw that on her simply because you’ve always loved her personality. She probably felt obligated to say it back so you didn’t feel heartbroken.
“I-I could have accepted an ‘I’m not sure yet, maybe you’ll know after we know each other a while longer?’ I’m sorry I dropped all that on you.”
>She sighs with relief again… she’s been doing that a lot lately.
>”Thank Celestia…”
“I don’t want to guilt you into this… also I completely understand that these things take time to figure out all the way. I’d hate for this to cause a rift between us.”
>”You’re already a good ten times more understanding than my last real relationships… All two of them. No, details are not coming anytime soon.”
>Your easily distracted mind starts to wonder if she’s as bi as her coloration suggests. Questions for later… or never. You’re honestly not sure how sensitive she’d be on that sort of thing.
>She waves her hoof in front of your face.
>”Still with me?”
“Yeah, just let my imagination run a bit wild there…”
>A knock on her door interrupts whatever thing she was going to say in reply to that.
>Twilight tosses the covers off of herself and goes to answer it, where spike’s slightly less tired looking self stands with a letter.
>”Hey congrats, but apparently something weird is going on involving some sort of entity made of lighting and something about rainbow dash? It’s kind of illegible.”
>You’ve never seen scorch marks on one of spike’s letters before, so that might be a bad sign.
>Twilight turns around, giving you a kiss goodbye, giving you a more verbal goodbye as she walks out of her room.
“Sorry, this seems really urgent. I’ll see you tonight at the latest, okay?”
>She leaves fast enough that all you can catch is the magical slamming of the door.

>>29315881

>So you’ve got time to kill, you suppose. You could get to writing up… anything. Or maybe you could go clean up that stain from earlier.
>You’d honestly be rather mortified if her friends found out about you from a stain on the floor, so that takes top priority in your mind.
>You get up from the bed and look out the door, there’s nothing but the silence of loneliness. And probably Glim-Glam somewhere in another part of the castle. Now that you think about it, it’s probably best if she doesn’t catch you cleaning up the stain. You’d better hurry, just in case she waits for Twilight to leave before she goes to feed herself or something.
>Looking back and forth, you’re not entirely sure you know where you are. Maybe you should take that tiny bit of paranoia, and reverse it around. If she IS in the castle you might be able to figure out where to go based off of the sounds of her hoovesteps. Or you could NOT come up with an over-elaborate plan to clean up a stain.
>You spend a few minutes mentally debating on how you plan to do this, you decide to just head out and follow what you DO know-
>It’s downstairs. Twilight’s room is only a bit away from the foyer. You’re a fucking idiot.
>You head downstairs as quickly as you can, remembering those times as a kid you sometimes walked up stairs on all fours. You once tried it while going downstairs, terrifying yourself. You wonder what makes this any different.
>After that the walk to the dining room is relatively stress free, with the materials you need to clean the stain being in the bathroom right next to said room.
“Am I becoming a housewife?”
>You ask to no one at all, while attempting to get as much of it invisible as possible.
“I’d probably need to learn how to cook to be fully stereotypical though… Thank god Spik-“
>Fuck, Spike fills that role. Who’s basically like her kid brother or something.
>You wonder if you’d need to cook if he’s ever not around.

>>29315890

>You suppose you could get back to writing again, but would it really be appropriate to write something about the main six/seven in a place where they’re real?
>Maybe if you made them non-fiction theory books or something. Like, the idea of each of them having to undergo some trial that warps reality and tests their element to obtain an immortal body.
>You’d probably have to ask Twilight if it was okay first though, especially the part about them having to explode and/or die first. You think that’s what happened to her original body anyways.
>But then you’d have to start wondering if such a thing was genetic and if it was possible to keep a lover around for a long period of time.
>Or maybe they last that long in Equestria anyways, considering how vague granny smith’s age is.
>You should write down notes for these at least. Once more these are just scattered ideas, and you’d probably need Twilight’s help to organize them.
>You wonder if depending on her so much is unhealthy. Probably not, since you’re not accustomed to where you are yet.
>Oh wait, you used to write your notes on your laptop, but you have no idea if that even works here, much less if you can use it.
>Actually, it’s up in what you’d call your room if you weren’t confident of Twilight wanting you to sleep with her most if not all nights.
>You wonder if there’s a room you can clear out for a study-
>She has a library. What the fuck are you thinking?
>You really SHOULD stop beating yourself up in your head like this, but it’s kind of hard to kick a habit that old.
>That being said, you legitimately don’t know where her library is, as you can’t just look outside for the foyer like earlier.
>So you’ll need Twilight’s help AGAIN. No… big deal.
>You sigh and head to her room, feeling a bit helpless. Might as well keep her bed warm for her.
>The stairs and floor seem a bit bleak-colored, you can’t tell if that’s normal or just depression. You’re not the most attentive person, after all.

>>29315897
Enjoying this, though the waifu and sex stuff seemed rushed

>>29315897
This is a very nice story.

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It's Sunday, motherfuckers.
New delivery, more green.
Or prose. Blacktext. Or white text depending on whichever layout you use.
Regardless, more story.

>>29316779
You sit in the living room of Am’s house, your broken hand is painless, except for when you bump or move it. Five hundred milligrams of *Analgin does manage miracles. Currently though, your focus is drawn to the small mare in your lap.
With your healthy hand, you scratch Li.
Your companion smiles, and you smile as well.
“Doe? Could you tell me something?”
“Yeah, for sure.” You look down at the small adorable pony in your lap.
“What do you plan to do? You caught yourself quite in the predicament.”
“Says the small cartoon pony.” You chuckle and boop Li’s muzzle.
In response, his muzzle scrunches up, and he sneezes.
“Stop it, Bio terrorist.”
“Good point.” You shrug. “Current problem is getting the Russians to get off our dick.”
“I presume you know how.” Li asks and leans against your stomach.
“Right now, Am is with Wuzi looking for someone that hates Gargarine really badly.”
“So you plan on getting him shot?”
“That’s for someone else. Once my hand stops aching when I look at it the wrong way, I’ll be making a super high concentration PonE inhalator.”
“Why inhalation? Didn’t you make it for per oral admission?”
“Yes, but the Russians would be vary of something like a pill after the jewellery. So I get some ventolin inhalators and try to get them to accept our compound.”

>>29316789
“And make him stay as a pony?”
“Precise.”
“Then what do you want Juri’s nemesis for?”
“No one plans to hurt the Russian, despite of what he has done. That doesn’t mean someone else won’t do that.”
“So you want to get someone else to do your dirty work?”
“Dirty? For all I care they can cuddle the fucking Russian till he’s comatose.”
“Isn’t that the same thing? Because you are responsible for the pain associated, and…erh..”
Li scratches his chin with a hoof.
“That’s a moral question. Morals are for politics. Deffinetelly not for cute cuddly mares, alright?”¨
“Okay. C-Could we cuddle some more?” Li asks, and you happily oblige.
The rest of the afternoon, cou two spend hugging, scratching behind the ears, and comiting all sorts of other unmentionable cute acts, that are probably considered felonies.

>>29316796
Hours pass and you get up to get to work. The sun has already set and your laboratory, which is located in the basement of Am’s house, is sparsely lit by a single light bulb hanging from the ceiling. You yawn and get to work. This will be a long night.
You look for something to use as an applicator. The first thing that you see is a Zyrtec inhaler. It has a pressure mechanism that wouldn’t work; it would take too long to change the chemicals. The other thing that catches your eye in the box of questionable chemicals and exploitable medications, is Seretide and its circular inhalator. This will be much easier, because it is operated by a spring instead of a gas. You get your protective gear, your screwdriver and you get to the disassembly of the inhaler. Inside, you find the dust and move it inside a mixing bowl. Usually, the mold and the antihistamine are mixed very carefully; and there’s very little mold in the mixture. For now, though, you put as much mold as you can.
Because fuck Russians.
You then mix it with the Seretide. The entire solution is in a healthy bright, phosphorus shade of pink. You smile, put it back into the inhaler and remove all the labels, destroying any traces of whatever was in the inhaler, leaving only a purple inhaler, which will be the means to the destruction of the local Russian mafia. You wash your hands, remove your protective gear and go back upstairs to get dinner and the much needed sleep.

>>29316798
And that is it. Have fun ya'all!

>>29316798
Those Mafia guys are going to love being the adorable ponies.

>>29315191
Only a matter of time before someone sticks this in a virus and lets it run rampant across the internet.

>>29315459
The pony becomes confused and crashes.

>>29314808
It was a quick and cute setup, I hope that there's more coming since it seems to have taken a serious, dramatic turn~ *anonfilly gangsigns*

>>29315459
>I sit patiently waiting for my Master to finish
"Who's a good pony? Wake Up. Who's A good pony? Wake up...."
>It's kind of cute really
>He thinks that I've been hypnotized into being his pet
>Really the only thing that program did was make me a little pony
>I never had the heart to tell him that the trigger words did nothing
>He wanted a cute little pet pone
>Hypnosis or not I don't see why I can't be that for him
>He has always been good to me and I'm happy I can do this for him
>I always wanted a closer relationship with him
>And now I get to be his adorable pony pet
"...Wake up. Who's a good pony?"
>"I am Master!"
>He boops my snoot
"That's right, you're a good pony"
>I give my cute little ears a wiggle
>"I love you Master"
"I love you too"
>He pulls me into a hug
>I love being a cute little pony for him

>>29317810
>>29317641
Pony should be reformatted and have Linux installed.

>>29317351
>>29317741
/r/ing this

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>>29310201
There is when you start a war
War is natural

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Updating the Hunt. http://pastebin.com/0Wr4KBa0

I do have more written but it needs revising, so here's what's done.

>You walked across the porch, over to the right side of the camp.
>There was a breezeway here in the middle, splitting the camp in two.
>You unlatched the screen door and stepped up into it, walking down to the end.
>On your way, you unlocked the doors on either side, the glass patio door that led into the left half of the camp and the sturdy wood door into the right half.
>At the end of the breezeway, you unlatched and pinned the screen door back before stepping out at the back of the camp.
>The truck was parked right there, ready to be unloaded.
>Despite your shoulder’s complaints, you got the unpacking done in double time, with only a couple breaks.
>The cold was coming on in your bones, you could tell the snow would be here soon.
>Food was stored in the kitchen in the left half of the camp, clothes in the right half, since the lounge there was easier to keep warm than the rooms in the left half and you had a bed set up already.
>You got a fire burning in both wood stoves in either half before getting the fourwheeler off the pack and parked inside the shed behind the camp.
>Each minute ticked by with the temperature dropping steadily, and it was 4 PM by the time you got everything in its right place.
>Sighing, you meandered over to your chair in the lounge, glass feather ashtray in hand.
>You set the ashtray down gently on the coffee table beside you, turned on the satellite radio beside it, then sunk down into the comfort of the recliner.
>Your chair was set up just right of course, by one of the two large windows in the front of the camp, with a good view of the river.
>Not as good as your lawn chair on the porch, but the lounge was much warmer.
>You lit a cigarette, taking some drags while Kris Kristofferson complained about Sunday mornings on the radio.
>Idly, you rubbed your shoulder.
>It didn’t hurt all that much, funny enough.

>>29317978
>Maybe it was starting to heal?
>…Yeah, sure.
>Took you a while to stop laughing at that one.
>Stifling the last few chuckles, you knocked the ashes off of your cig and into the feather glass ashtray.
>Among all the stuff you had in the lounge…
>The stuffed owl hung on the wall above and behind your head, the burls on the logs that made up the supports for the roof and the old logging equipment strapped to the back wall above the sofa.
>Among all that, the new ashtray slotted right in, but it still shone, particular in its own style.
>That PC whatever their name was, was right.
>It was a great addition to the camp.
>You smiled and smoked some more, every now and then you’d get up to stoke the fires.
>You got the steak out to thaw too, for supper later.
>Mostly you watched the river, eyes flicking up to the clouds as they came in thicker and thicker.
>It was around 5 PM when it started snowing, just big fluffy flakes, barely visible since the sun was set.
>But by the light of the propane lamp you’d hung up on the corner of the porch overhang, you could see them falling.
>For another hour or so, you sat in silence, smoking.
>Nothing but the lamp on the porch and the soft flickering blaze from the fireplace for light.
>There was hardly a sound, your radio had shut down automatically and you saw no reason to start it back up again.
>Just crackling embers and dull whistling breezes past the windows.
>Then a final sizzle as you butted out your cigarette, ashes covering feathers.
>You decided it was about time you got the food cooking and past time you got yourself something to drink.
>So up you got.
>You grabbed the mushrooms and onions out of the cooler in the breezeway on your walk over to the left half of the camp, then you fired up the propane oven in the kitchen and the propane light fixture above it.
>You set a pan out on one of the burners, and you were about to start dumping mushrooms into it when you remembered that you hadn’t washed your hands.

>>29317985
>Straight to the breezeway cooler, you grabbed an ice cold bottle of water and took it back with you to the sink, shutting the patio door against the chill.
>You started dumping the water on your hands, rubbing, when you spotted something on your arm.
>It was yellow, and it looked like uhh…
>You squinted, and tried to get a good look at it, but it was just small enough and your vision was just as farsighted as ever.
>Drying your hands, you reached into your pocket and dug out your glasses.
>It was a scale, a tad bit smaller than a fingernail.
>Frowning, you scratched at it, trying to get it off.
>The scale didn’t budge.
>You got more forceful, digging at it with your nails and tugging it upward, but your skin came up with it.
>Just like it did with the feather.
“I don’t remember any skin problems in the family...”
>It had always been heart attacks that you’d been worried about, not skin cancer.
>Well, if this even was skin cancer.
>Your brows furrowed as you tried to get the scale off one last time.
>No use.
“To hell with it then.”
>Back to cooking, wasn’t like the scale was hurting you any.
>It did bother you a bit when you saw it though.
>Things that needed to be done and weren’t getting done usually got you a little riled up like that.
>You forgot all about it though, once you got the steak frying in with the mushrooms and onions.
>Smiling at your handiwork, you kept an eye on it for a minute or two, then you set it on a low burn and walked over to the patio door.
>Sliding it open, the cold outside rushed around you.
>There was a light dusting of snow forming on the ground now, looking out from the breezeway door.

>>29317993
>Ignoring the chill, you opened the liquor cooler and dug out your two liter of Pepsi and a whisky glass.
>You set the both of them on the shelf you’d screwed into the breezeway wall.
>Then you reached inside the bag hanging off the hook by the patio door, pulling out your bottle of Gibson Whisky.
>One part Gibson, three parts Pepsi.
“Hello again, simple.”
>You smiled and whistled, walking back to your chair with your glass in hand.

Small and slow I know, but I'm workin up to it. Probably be back later tonight with more.

>>29315777
Trips confirm Gohdatrice

>>29317978
Been looking forward to this for a long time

>>29318001
Well written story.
Who knew that transformation cures shoulder injuries.
I look forward to the next part and seeing what a great griffin he makes.

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/r/ing Glim Glam tf and abuse

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>>29318295
She's a pretty powerful unicorn, more likely to be dishing out the abuse than be on the receiving end.

>>29317959
I'd like to see a cold war setting with Earth and Equestria being deeply mistrustful of each other.
There'd be spies and defectors and such which naturally be accomplished via transformation.

Boop
o
o
p

>>29313837
>We lay face to face, rubbing what little of our noses we can get though the cage
>Occasionally one of us would sigh, or nicker
>After a while my body’s needs started to make themselves known
>I did my best to ignore them but inevitably I would have to address them
>After holding it for as long as I could the pain was becoming hard to bear
>I pulled away from Moonglow and spared a glance at the drain
>Moonglow gave me an empathetic look and turned his head
>I sigh and position myself over the drain
>Head held low in shame I begin to relieve myself
>It drags on for what seems like forever
>Finally it stops and I turn back to Moonglow
>I let out a long sigh to indicate I’m done and he turns back around
>My eyes drop immediately after he looks at me
>He gives a blow of encouragement to get me to look back up
>He has a sympathetic smile on his face
>I give a small thankful sniff and move back to the divider
>He joins me and we attempt to cuddle through the bars
>We pressed our cheeks together and rubbed against the grate
>The feel of soft warm fur was sharply contrasted by the cold hard wire dividing us
>I want to hug him, snuggle with him, wrap my wings around him and take a nap on soft grass
>The steel divider denies us all but the most rudimentary contact, and an old rag is all that separates me from the cold sheet steel floor of the pen
>Eventually we both slump down, bodies pressed hard against each other

>>29319071
>We both stare idly out of our confines
>Other people come in and out
>Some only take notes, others administer shots and other drugs
>Every now and then they would take a pony out of their cage
>Every time their neighbor would call out after them
>Time passed on
>Nick came in and went about his work with his usual cruelty
>Kyle also came in, sometimes he had actual business in here, others he just slipped food to some of us and walked back out
>I began watching the others
>Most of us had a cellmate, separated by a divider
>Just about all of us seemed rather attached to them
>Frequently ponies would nuzzle and cuddle through the bars
>A mint green pony catches my eye
>She has no horn or wings, and no friend next to her
>I watch her for some time
>She just sits their rubbing her head against the divider
>Every time the door opened she would look out
>Occasionally she would neigh and wait for a response
>A reply never came and she would go back to rubbing the bars
>Eventually the activity started to slow down
>I counted the ponies as they were returned to their cages
>By the time they turned the lights off for the night, seven had been returned
>Based on my reckoning that left three unaccounted for
>Five neighs went out, calling for their companions
>Then a long moment of silence.
>Suppressed weeping cut through the darkness
>The voice of the green mare stood out among them
>She sobbed loudly, occasionally letting out a desperate neigh
>Her cries continued long after the others fell silent
>Finally she faltered and fell quiet leaving the room in silent darkness
>A cold chill ran down my spine, causing me to press hard against Moonglow
>He Nuzzled me through the bars
>I can’t lose him, he’s all I have
>I try to put this from my mind and sleep
>Time stretches on and eventually the darkness in the room comes into my head
>I can’t lose Moonglow

>>29319076
wait, did they lose their ability to speak or something?

>>29319221
They only speak horse now.

>>29319076
are the pones just getting adopted?

>>29318295

I would flim flam the glim glam.

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is there any Burro tf and petfagging green?

>>29301141
Pretty sure he's about to call her out as a changeling. I swear everyone in this story is secretely a fucking changeling, makes all the encounters really tense.

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>>29319338
>These guys sell you a ponification potion.
>But it turns you into Glimmer.

>>29306719
dirty pones get spankings first though

I want to have my pony asshole used and abused by my Master!

>>29319490

Petfaggotry is a monstrosity.

>>29319536

So long as I get turned into a pony I'd even be okay with being Glimglam.

>>29319490
Looking at the google doc, there's an Octavia story. http://pastebin.com/iby5ga56

>>29319517
That's a good point. I'd forgotten the other story was in the same universe. What does Chad have against changelings? Does he object to their shifty nature or it something particular about Asami? Perhaps she's been replaced by an imposter.

>>29317929
>linux
but that's how you get gryphons

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>>29319789
He probably thinks they're all in cahoots. The time he spent alone earlier, betcha he was talking to a conspiracy buddy of his or something.

>>29319840
>you will never be a /g/ryphon
>you will never tell off dweeby ponies for instaling winblows
Crying shame.

/r/ing green of pones being broken, bred, and used as livestock

>>29319646
petfaggotry is god's gift to mankind

>>29319840
>>29319897
>sudo apt-get install gryphons
It's that easy.

>>29319076
These ponies need cuddles pronto.

>>29319076
inb4 moonglow is taken and doesn't come back

>>29320292
they're just being taken to a farm to raise happy foals

>>29300850
>>29300549
He mentioned leaving us on a cliffhanger while he went off to be the little horse so I guess he got his wish.

>>29320281
One day they'll be free and able to cuddle each other.

>>29320038
>you will never raise a give birth to pretty foals and raise a happy horse family on a farm for your Master

>>29320841
>Anon tries to enslave some poor pony as his pet.
>She turns him into her foal.
>And they all lived happily ever after.

>>29320654
All Ponies should be free to cuddle each other.

>A unicorn offers to turn you into the little mare
>He wants you to suck his dick first

Would you do it, and how quickly would you agree?

>>29321891
So not only would I get to succ some delicious horsecock but I'd also get to be his slutty broodmare?

Sign me the fuck up.

>>29321891

That unicorn dick is already sucked. I would deep throat it so fast, so hard, the unicorn would be finished before you're finished reading this post.

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>>29321891

Also do you even know what thread you're in?

Why is the transformation fetish so often associated with an object anyway?

If I ever do another tf green, what do people actually want? It will be pure smut, although possibly with some feels.

>>29322499
to offer the false hope that if you find some strange horse-object, it will turn you into the pone

>>29322941

That doesn't sound very fun.

If I write a tf green again it's just going to involve horsecock going into various parts of the protagonist's body with orgasms resulting.

Almost certainly after becoming the little mare.

Not some dumb irony.

>>29322547
A tale of two guys becoming the little mare and indulging in some awkward lesbianism.

Here's a concept. Celestia gets really pissed at Anon for the repulsive porn he's written.

So she turns him into a little mare and as his punishment, he gets raped by the entire futa M6.

>>29323010
Make it rule 63 instead of futa trash and you're good to go.

>>29323028

Gimme some details on what exactly you mean. I mean, Butterscotch is definitely part of this.

>>29323034

And by this, I mean, Butterscotch is the one who actually breaks you in to the whole horsecock thing.

He's really reluctant and only goes along with it to make the punishment less terrible to you.

>>29323010
That is one hugely disproportionate punishment.
Make it so that Celestia secretly enjoys the porn, and in her infinite wisdom knows that Anon will enjoy the experience, thus making it less malicious.

>>29321891
There was a story about this, http://pastebin.com/VHrVxU9f
I would do it, but after the transformation would still be more into mares.

Boop

>>29323752
As you boop the snoot, the snoot boops back.

>>29323190
stop making me gay, /mlp.

>>29324156
Don't fight it

>>29324156
It's not gay if you're the mare.

>>29322998
Speaking of lesbian pones, Icarus updated, http://www.fimfiction.net/story/322570/whats-in-a-name

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>>29323901
Every boop has an equal and opposite rebooping. Newpone's third law.

>ywn launch tactical nuclear warheads at pony settlements to clear up room for manufacturing facilities

>>29325399
>ywn watch as your missiles bounce harmlessly off magic shields and your species is duly ponified.

>>29325482
>ywn watch in horror as the ponies come to cuddle you into submission
>ywn resist in vain as you slowly come to accept the magic of friendship

>>29290068
>The doctor seals the swab and sets it aside before taking out a sheaf of paper
>”I’ll send these off to be processed, why don’t you look over these until I come back”
>She sets the papers down next to me and heads back into the hall
>We start to flip through the stack
>Greg seems to have something on his mind
>He looks up like he’s going to say something and then looks back down
>Finally he speaks
>”So, how do you feel about me?
>The question took me by surprise
>Greg is a nice guy. I know I just met him but I feel a connection with him.
>”I think you’re a very good person, who has done a lot for someone he just met”
>He nods uneasily
>”So when I asked if you would like to stay with me, and you don’t have to answer now if you don’t want to, but, uhh…Would you like to make it a long term thing?”
>I lean in and give him a hug
>”I would love to Greg, I feel like we have a connection, you know?”
>He nods again, this time with confidence
>”Yeah, I feel the same way”
>The doc comes back in
>”Well, that’s all there is for now, you look over those with Greg and your parents. I’ll show you out”
>She holds the door for me and I walk out into the hallway
>I wave good bye to the receptionist as we leave

>>29325798
>Greg drives us back across town, to a neighborhood near by the lake
>He comes to a stop in front of a small house
>“It’s not big, two bedrooms one bath, but it’s cozy”
>We head inside
>I smile at the sound of my hooves on the hardwood floor
>”This is both the living room and dining room, usually I just eat on the couch”
>He gestures to the kitchen
>“Foods over there, feel free to help yourself”
>He turns to the bedrooms
>”Would you like the guest room or…”
“Well, if it’s ok with you, I’d like to sleep with you.”
>I notice the implication of my statement
“N-not like that. I mean it’s not that I, I…Uhh”
>My mind is moving so fast my mouth can’t keep up
>”Hey it’s all right, let’s just take it slow and see where it goes”
“I… thanks Greg”
>He holds out his arms and I slid into an embrace with him
>I let out a yawn
“Oh, excuse me”
>”You’ve had a busy day today, care for a nap?”
“That sounds lovely”
>He scoops me up and carries me to the sofa
>We lay down together and he pulls a blanket over us
>I snuggle up next to him and start to nod off
>However this turns out, I get the feeling I’ll be happy with Greg

The End

>>29325482
>implying you can't just sneak a warhead in and set it off at night
Like ponies would even have the power to keep a shield up at all times
You could get through it with bugpones

>>29325805
>“Well, if it’s ok with you, I’d like to sleep with you.”
Very romantic

>>29325820

Bugpones are reformed now tho.

>>29323116

This is sort of the point. It would just be grimderp if the little mare didn't eventually start enjoying it.

Also R63 rather than futa. I want at least one of the pones to be actually really pissed at Anon and rape the shit out of him. Probably Rainbro.

>>29325805
Cute and cuddly, this was a pleasant story.

I know there have been some stories and some pictures, but I'm always wanting some good old fashioned Mrs. Cake TFTG followed by nice married sex w. Mr. Cake.

Any good pone TFTG's into a wife/milfy character who then gives into their urges and lets their new manly husband plow them like a workhorse?

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>>29325977
Some of them are. At least one is still out there bearing a grudge.

>>29326196

I'm glad there's at least one utterly villainous character still out there. The show has been getting too nice lately, with even almost monstrous characters like Diamond Tiara reforming.

>>29320313
>>29320841
is there any green where anon becomes a pretty brood mare for a farm?

>>29326184
Royal Duties perhaps
http://www.fimfiction.net/story/109700/royal-duties

>>29326422
http://pastebin.com/NybTq2pg

>>29326001

Here's how it's working out. Butterscotch is the gentle rapist. Rainbro is really pissed. Anon made porn of her with Zephyr and she's totally not okay with that.

Elusive is aware that Anon wrote porn of Rarity with a pack of Diamond Dogs, but is sort of okay with this.

Pinkie is the one who finally brings Anon around to the joys of being the little mare. All of his "but I'm a MAN stuff goes out the window with Ponk.

>>29326471
Read it already. By far the best one I've seen.

>>29326937
>>29326001
Have you tried http://pastebin.com/gWDMrKWU ?

>>29325805
Good show. Good guy Greg is aight

>>29327288
>this paste has been removed
was it that one by ranger?

>tfw these threads unlocked my repressed gender dysphoria

I hate this. It was fine when it was "I'll never be a mare, but at least no one else will, then it changed to "oh god look at all these trannies I wish I was like them"

>>29327481
It is and it still appears to be a functioning link. Did you copy/paste incorrectly?

>>29327498
.__.

>>29322482
That's a good outcome from a cursed artifact.

>>29327389
>tmw you accidentally meme

>>29326098
>>29327389
Thank you all, I'm glad you enjoyed it.

>>29319076
>The door clicks open and the lights come on
>I press my eyes shut to shield them from the harsh synthetic lighting
>After a moment someone taps gently on my cage
>Kyles voice speaks
“Hey Lightning, it’s time to get up. You ready for day two?”
>Not unless day two involves Moonglow and I being released
>Moonglow, for his part was sitting up next to me
“Come on, have some breakfast. It will be a quiet day today”
>I lift myself up and take a bite of food
>He reaches through the bars and scratches my head
“There we go, that wasn’t so hard was it?”
>He walks away satisfied as I eat the bland pellets
>Chasing them with a mouth full of water I turn back to Moonglow
>An idea hits me
>I can’t talk, but I could still mouth words to him
>Grinning I start to mouth “Hello”
>My mouth started to malfunction after the first syllable
>I tried again with the same result
>Taking it slowly I try again
>For whatever reason my mouth just stops working after the “He” sound
>Moonglow shakes his head, giving me an “I’ve already tried” look
>Alright they’ve done something to my mouth, there are other ways to communicate
>I don’t know if Moonglow knows it, but I can try Morse code
>I click my hoof against the steel bar
>Satisfied with the sound I begin to tap out “Hello”
>I don’t even make it though “H” before I lose my rhythm
>Once again, slower this time
>Same result, it devolves into random tapping almost instantly
>Based on Moonglows confused expression he either does not know Morse code, or I am so far off that it is unrecognizable
>Probably both

>>29329013
>I have another idea
>I’m worried though
>If I manage to screw it up there’s something wrong with my brain
>I sit there for a moment, if they’ve fucked my brain up I may as well know now
>Lifting my hoof I make a vertical line in the air
>I start to make a horizontal line when my hoof suddenly drops
>The rogue extremity flails around for a moment before I regain control
>Dejected, I rest my head against the divider
>Moonglow nuzzles my forehead and snorts softly
>What did they do to us?
>They put some kind of block in my brain that keeps me from using words
>But I can still understand what they are saying, how is that even possible?
>How is any of this possible?
>I wallow in my misery before resolving to find a better way to communicate with Moonglow
>Most of the morning was spent experimenting with different modes of communication
>It was somewhat comforting to find that most forms of body language where fair game

>>29329020
>We tried to pantomime, but without context we were limited in our subject matter
>I did my best to show him how I was abducted after a few attempts he nodded
>He mimed drinking something, then falling over, he then flailed for a moment before pressing his hoof against his neck
>So he got roofied?
>I do my best impression of spiking a drink
>He shrugs and nods
>I try to ask him what they do here, but I have a hard time coming up motions
>Eventually I gesture to the door and then mime desk work
>It takes him a moment, then a spark of comprehension shines in his face
>He expression quickly darkens as he thinks of a response
>Just as he begins to mime Kyle walks up and opens his door
“Moonglow has an appointment today, he’ll be back tomorrow”
>Tomorrow?
>What are they going to do to him?
>Is this because of me, do they not like us miming?
>Kyle pulls Moonglow from his pen
>I press against my door and neigh after him
>Kyle quickly absconds with him over his shoulder
>Moonglow neighs a reply just before the door closes behind him
>Moonglow
>I slump against the divider
>Please, bring him back
>I won't do it again
>Just bring him back