Pony Transformation General

>>29599713

>This bastard
>This cute bastard
>This gorgeous bastard
>He’s so cute
>You can’t resist him
>You have to kiss him
>You close your lips to theirs
>You do it
>Your tongue is on his mouth
>His tongue is on your mouth
>It feels so great
>”You don’t look so bothered now…” and he winks at you
“Shut up fag…”
>You go straight to his cock
>It looks so tasty
>You want to give it a try
>All that cock just for you
>You lick the tip
>He moans
>This cum taste so good
>Now to the main dish
>You slowly put his cock inside your mouth
>You lick it
>It feels so good in your throat
>He’s sweating and shivering
>Your mouth had enough
>It’s time to use my other lips
>You carefully takes out his cock from your mouth
>It’s still meaty and hot
>Good
>You are positioned to put his cock in your pussy

>>29599805

>There it’s
>It hurts at first but then
>yeeeees
>Ohhhh
”I love you Joe, thank you for this… ohhhh”
>”You’re welcome, my little filly…”
>His cum is covering all of your coat and wings
>You lick yourself to clean it
>Thank you Joe
>My love

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I never through I gonna make something like this, I don't know how good or bad is this, but I enjoyed to write it. Thank you to the Anons who helped me with the prompt.

>>29599820
There are a lot of mistakes in this as well as sentences that just sound wrong.

>>29599805
>>29599820
By the time this became lewd it went way to fast.
He changed
he cute now
they kiss
they fug
end

Definitely rushed at the end. Grammar needs a lot of work.

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>>29598854
Good thing this guy knows what he's doing. He could prove a valuable addition to the herd.

Should I continue over here?

>>29600887
Of course.

>>29600887
The other thread's reached it's end, come on over and continue spinning your tale

Can't wait for more!

I want to be the little mare

>>29600887
Absolutely. Sorry to have missed you out from the OP.

>>29601378
>dragon
Back to your containment general

This is OUR containment general REEEEEEEEE

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>>29599720
>Anonpone
What if two anons were each turned into the other's waifu?

>>29601819
Horse lesbians forever.

>>29601819
This:
>>29601965

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>>29601147
Any particular little mare or will any little mare do?

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>>29602238
The pretty pet mare in particular, but I would be happy being almost any little mare.

When will we have the technology to become the little mare?
It better be within 60 years or life is not worth living.

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>>29602658
The app will be available soon.

>>29603189
>human

pure /ss/ between anonmare and anoncolt when

>>29603218
Easy to fix with a simple configuration setting.

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>>29603189
>elf

>>29595761
Say you used to be an elf and live in an elf world. The elves harnessed the magic of lightning and used it to build wondrous devices, the likes of which have never been seen in equestria. The elven world had countries such as the United States of Elfmerica, Great Britelf, Faeriance, Japixie, Elfstralia, Russielf, and others.

Boom problem solved. Also mention that you don't like to talk about it whenever anyone asks so you don't have to re-explain yourself all the time because if you do you're bound to eventually trip up.

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>>29603279
The colt isn't anon. Oh well.

>>29599388
If I'm being honest? Because I'm a lazy fuck and being loved, fed, and petted with no responsibilities and no obligations other than obeying and pleasing my master sounds fantastic.

Putting memes aside for a second, I am well aware of how selfish and undisciplined that is, so maybe unlike almost everybody else here I'm actually more happy than not that you can't be the little pony IRL, because I actually have no choice but to get off my ass and do something useful with my life.

Doesn't mean that I can't enjoy fantasizing about what could have been, though.

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>ywn be the chubby pet pone

>>29603534
Laziness fueled escapism is quite a drug. I feel you.

>>29603534
I'm kind of on the opposite side of this in a way, in that I would actually prefer my master to give me chores/work to do so that I don't feel lazy.

I'm in it for the structure of someone telling me what to do and then being rewarded with love and affection.

>>29602238
As long as my master thinks I make a pretty pet I'd be happy (provided it's not horribly and jarringly ugly to me and everyone else)

>>29602542
Every time I see this picture I get the best horse feels, like the kind I got from reading Zephyr for the first time

That's some powerful stuff there

>>29603590
Structure is good too. As long as I don't have important responsibilities, deadlines, stuff like that, I'm good - some chores and stuff for my master would be entirely acceptable to me.

>>29603534
I want to be an abused broodmare

I'm the only one who wants to have a job and be a cute pone? I wonder how would be the dynamics between a pony and their coworkers.

>>29599388
Everyone responding to this is petfagging. I wouldn't mind becoming the pet if it meant becoming the little mare, but one of them Pon-E communities or even living in Equestria would be much better. If your intelligence stayed the same after becoming the pet, it would be extremely boring. Living a pony life in Equestria would be perfection.

>>29603590
I would literally do anything for my owner if it meant being their little mare.

>>29603623
>become pone
>not a pet, not in Equestria, just boring pone on boring Earth
>still have to go to job
>coworkers mostly treat you same as always because they're polite and also harassment lawsuits are a thing
>spend days working as before
>go home in the evenings
>you're still the same antisocial autistic almost-neet as always, so you live alone
>basically no friends either
>spend the evenings shitposting on /mlp/
>now that ponies are a thing /ptfg/ isn't even relevant anymore, so you're forced to wander around braindead prompt threads, irrelevant generals you don't care about, and unironic shitpost threads
>go to sleep hugging your old body pillow
>rinse and repeat for the foreseeable future

Seriously what's the appeal in that

An escapism fantasy is meant to let you escape, what kind of gay fantasy is that where you just want more of the exact same

>>29603671
I thought that went without saying.

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>>29603671
even pretty dresses?

>>29603692
duh

>>29603678
Or you could do something in between:

>Become pone
>Not in Equestria, still have to go to work
>You are treated normally by most people
>Except your significant other
>Every afternoon you come home to them
>They take off your tie, and put on a collar
>They put a leash on you and take you for a walk
>At the park you socialize with your friends, before going back home for dinner
>After dinner you spend the evening on the couch cuddling and being petted before retiring to the bedroom
>rinse and repeat for the foreseeable future

>>29603671
I want my Master to shove random objects into my anal cavity

>>29603732
You mean your ass?

>>29603732
>Your master will never shove a tea pot up your ass

>>29598854
>Credit where credit is due.
>The nurse, if nothing else, was professional.
>No panic, just calm acceptance.
>She quickly stripped a cot of the few sheets and covers it had on it, and settled them onto the floor at the back of the tent.
>While she was doing that, you started doing a comprehensive check up of Ms. Belladonna.
"Alright Miss, just take calm, deep breaths. In and out, nice and slow."
>You gently sooth her as you crouch down.
>She's laying on her side, so at the very least she's in a position that won't harm the foal.
>Though the fact that she's been laying that way for a while, judging by the sheets, makes you crank your estimate of the stage of her pregnancy up by several hours.
>The foal is going to be coming, and coming soon.
>Which means you need to get her off this bed.
>Now how to do that safely?
>Absolutely no clue what so ever.
>You feel the urge to grimace as you consider how to move the very, very pregnant mare, before you blink and resist the urge to smack yourself.
"Ms. Belladonna, do you feel capable of moving right now?"
>The mare blinks in surprise at you but nods, a wince crossing her face at the thought of getting up.
>You give her a comforting, if a little shaky, smile.
"Not that far, just to the back of the tent. Do you need help?"
>The mare gently shakes her head before carefully rolling to her hooves and gingerly starting to climb out of the cot before letting out a little pained whinny.
>Your eyes open wide as you glance at the bed.
>Aaaaaaaaand her water broke.
>The foal is coming -now-.
>You quickly move to her side.
"Bella. Bella, listen to me, your foal is coming, do you feel like you can walk?"
>The mare lets out another whinny, this one much more strained and a little louder, and she's clearly not feeling like talking.
>You carefully pick the mare up, making sure not to put undue pressure on her body or shift her greatly.
>Thank the Lord these ponies are more like large dogs rather then actual ponies.

>>29603986
>You slowly but steadily walk over to the bedding that Nurse Red Cross set up, and gently set Belladonna on her hooves.
>The mare lets out another strained and pained sound as she gently slumps down onto her side, panting a bit.
>Camo is soon right by her, nuzzling her and trying to comfort her.
>That is, before her hooves come up and wrap around his neck and she starts throttling him.
>You can only look on in shock, awe, and a little bit of amusement as a cartoon and cliche of the pregnant wife beating the hell outta her husband.
>Considering that it's a pegasus pony beating up a colorful, if smaller and normal looking pony, as well as cuffing him upside the head with her wings?
>You wish you had a camera.
>"YOU DID THIS TO ME YOU PLOTHOLE! I. AM. GOING. TO KILYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"
>Bella cries out in pain as her whole body shudders, and you swoop in to extract a now -blue- Camo from her grip as she starts contracting.
>You look him over to see how he's doing.
>Minus the dazed look and the fact that he's slowly returning to his normal color, he should be fine.
>You gently slap his muzzle a few times to make sure he's aware and he looks at you in confusion.
"Mr. Camo, might I recommend leaving the tent unless called? I'm going to need your assistance... ah, holding back the peanut gallery, as it were."
>You give him a smile and gently gesture to his wife.
"I know I was calling for help, but this process really needs to be handled by your wife alone, and that means she needs to be left be, not watched and fawned over by as many ponies as can crowd this tent. You need to keep. Them. Out. Can you do that for me?"
>Camo shifts on his hooves before nodding.
>"Yeah... yeah! Yes, I can do that!"
>Well he perked up quickly.
>You nod to the pony and let him go, watching as he runs out in front of the tent.
>Now that all the distractions are out of the way, you gesture Nurse Cross over to you, and whisper in her ear.

>>29604116
So when does the doctor become the little mare?

>>29604116
Very good

>>29604290
Shortly before he becomes the pregnant mare.

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>>29603623
Of course not. I have a pretty easy job, even a pony could do it. And that sounds like an idea to explore through fiction.

>>29601965
>>29602018
>>29601819
Make it happen.

>>29603959
I want my Master to pour scalding tea into my ass

>>29603664
This is a much better answer. Ponies are capable of finding love and affection without being considered property.

>>29603678
i'd like a normal life, but where everyone tries to dote over you because your a cute pony

>>29604973
And when you get tired of that you can turn some of them into ponies too.

>>29606230
"I'm FREE! I don't have to be burdened by humanity anymore! I AM the cute little mare now, and i'm loving every second of it and I could cry right now if I wanted to but they'd be happy tears instead of the sad ones that I had when i was a boring old human, and oh celestia, YES!!

>>29606317
But how long will her happiness last before she realises that her new life is no better and the other man's/mare's grass is always greener?

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>>29606327
hopefully long enough that she can find someone who can help or somepony else to be with

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>>29606338
>ywn look at yourself in the mirror, immediately after becoming the pretty pony, testing the cuteness of your new face.

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>>29606450
>ywn be awestruck as you look at yourself as a pony
also it's anno domini 2017, use the .gif/webm version if applicable

>>29606450
>>29606547
That's one shit OC you have there

>>29606561
it's not even mine, i just had a .gif relating to >>29606450, that just happens to be the same pone

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>>29606561
It gets much worse.
If you think Rosy is bad, are there any transformed OCs you consider good?

>>29604116
"Just keep talking to her. Be soothing, remind her to breath if you see her stop for any reason."
>She nods to you before moving around, settling by Bella's head to do just that, and you hear a low murmur from the other mare as Bella whimpers in pain.
>You resist the urge to sigh.
>It doesn't really change does it, human or Pon-E, giving birth is just a pain.
>You shake that thought from your head before focusing, waiting.
>Not much else you can do but that unfortunately, not till the foal starts cresting.
>The process is a little different from a human baby being born, obviously, but you're more worried about if the foal is coming out muzzle and hooves first, or hind-legs first.
>You mentally say a prayer for muzzle first.
>You have plenty of equipment with you should things get complicated, but honestly, for a first time mother, and for a Pon-E?
>You wouldn't even know where to begin and were more then a little scared of hurting her simply by not knowing enough.
>About Twenty minutes pass with you simply kneeling nearby, observing as Bella pushes and is soothed by Nurse Cross in turn.
>Finally, you see the bluish-white membrane and... yes, that's a little muzzle and two tiny hooves.
>You let out a sigh of relief, but you simply motion for Nurse Cross to continue the soothing and encouragement.
>So far this has been going much like a normal horse or pony's birth, and you'd like to keep it that way as much as possible.
>Mostly because the less interference you need to perform, the better chances of a healthy birth and a healthy mother you'll get, at least when it comes to horses.
>Slowly, more and more of the foal starts to appear, the membrane entrapping it stretched out to it's limits.
>Particularly around the top of it's head, where you spy something sharp and pointy pressing at the membrane.
>Fascinating.
>If slightly worrying.
>You shake your head.
>Not your problem.
>Or at least, not yet, not till the stud step back inside.

>>29606887
>cuck ponies

>>29606887
>All the vivid imagery of child/foal birth
You better repay us for this Aly. I didn't read through all this nastiness to not be rewarded with a man becoming the pretty little mare.

>>29606926
[No promises, again, I'm kinda being dragged around by the nose by my muse for this one. Though I agree with the nastiness of child/foal birth.

A beautiful thing. Disgusting, but beautiful.]

>>29604116
>>"YOU DID THIS TO ME YOU PLOTHOLE! I
Could be interpreted to refer not just to the pregnancy but also to the ponification.

>>29606979
It's led you well so far. Keep at it!

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>>29606979
>No promises

>>29606979
if you do end up doing tf, try to make it willing

>>29607086
>if you do end up doing tf
It is the pony transformation general, after all.

>>29606640
Zephyr
Opal
Purple-grey-black, to an extent

Right off the top of my head. There's almost definitely a bunch more.

>>29606922
Oh boy.

Can't lie, I'm hoping the explanation is more like "the race is random". I kinda like the image of idyllic pony life full of love and cuteness that's going on right now, and having cheating or cucking thrown in would kinda spoil that.

Did all the other writefags get turned into the little pony or what? Where you at?

How about tf but in ancient times? Most green seems to be in modern times.

>>29607191
I want to enslave pretty Gaulic mares

>>29607137
Yes, this is the process. How do you bunch not understand it yet?

>>29607255
I meant in the past week or so. Does it happen that often then?

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>>29607191
Ancient Earth or ancient Equestria? The latter has potential for great world building. Maybe the origins of Celestia and Luna lie in transformation. And that's how Equestria was made.

>>29607337
If it does then what am I doing wrong?

>>29607351
If we knew that there'd be no one left in this thread. Someday we will find out, fellow anon. Someday.

>>29607086
>>29607096
Don't all the existing Pon-E ponies count as TF?

>>29607561
yes, but the vet isn't ready to be bred yet

>>29607561
>>29607621
The vet must become the cute little mare. That's how this general works.

Would love to see something in Faust's Equestria, with Queen Celestia and Selene (instead of Luna), just for the sake of something different.

>>29607716
There's certainly merit in that course of events but studying new ponies from a human perspective could be interesting too.

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>>29607137
We had a few good writers starting recently. I hope they haven't all become ponies already. We need some continuations.

>>29599720
that pic is super cute

>>29608221
Is it cute or is Anon repeating those words to himself as a mantra, trying to convince himself that he's happy as a pony, while in fact being miserable.

>>29608507
I want to make little horsies have existential crisis's

>>29607191
I want a pretty pet crusader pony

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>>29608648
I want to comfort and reassure the new little ponies that everything will be all right while they rehabilitate.

>>29608839
I want to be the little pony who comforts and reassures people when they are dealing with stress or trauma

>>29573580
>”Sorry again, I didn’t think you’d react like that. Just thought you might like to take a good look at yourself.”
>You can’t really blame her.
>You didn’t think you’d react like that either.
>Your ears perk up at the sound of the door opening, and immediately pin back against your head.
>Two men wearing lab coats enter the room.
>Your heart rate accelerating again, the doctor senses your reaction and puts her arms around you.
>One of them stays at the door and the other walks up to you.
>You have nowhere to escape as he stops right in front of you.
>”I am Dr. David Martin. I run this branch of the Laboratory.” the man introduces himself.
>He slowly reaches his arm out for you to sniff, and gives your mane a ruffle.
>”We’re just here to explain what is happening. There’s no need to worry.”
>Feeling a bit calmer, you feel the doctor's arms slowly pull back.
>Following her with your eyes, she walks away from the table and goes to sit on a nearby chair.
>You feel quite vulnerable sitting alone in front of the man.
>Still, it’s time to get some answers.
>You turn back to face Dr. Martin.
“What did you do to me?” you waste no time asking.
>”You were selected to join our new program, and we’ve given you a new body to help you perform your new role in society.”
>”You will be assigned to a community, no bigger than a neighborhood, and you will live with the people in this community. You'll befriend them and support them through day-to-day life. You will live a life of comfort and happiness.”
>”Now, we know this comes as a bit of a shock, but it is important that you approach this with an open mind. There is no way back.”
>No way back...
>How are you supposed to live the rest of your life like this?
>”80% of the subjects before you have adapted to their new lives without any problems, and the other 20% adapted with minor intervention on our part.” he says with a sinister look.
>You really don’t want to find out what this “minor intervention” means.

>>29609229
>”I do apologize for the way you’ve been treated, though. Your situation is highly unusual, so we had to take some precautions.”
>”We rarely have subjects actively try and fight back, never before the actual change itself. But then again, our program is rather fresh, so there has to be a first time for everything.”
>”Because of the sensitive nature of our program, we felt the need to make sure you were extra docile. You were given an increased dose of our usual neurochemical mixture.”
>”You might have noticed this especially in the form of increased skittishness and increased responsiveness to human contact. However, you shouldn’t worry about the skittishness, you should get used to meeting people fairly quickly.”
>So that’s what it was.
>They really fucked up your mind.
>All because you figured out what was going on too early.
>Why would they do this?
>How could they do this?
>This was inhumane.
“Why?” you begged.
>”Originally this program was planned to be used only on undesirables, but due to its success it had to be expanded.”
>”Productivity and happiness skyrocketed in the communities introduced to our ponies.”
>”So we started looking for more subjects in the lowest scored brackets. Basically, people who were going to be working the worst manufacturing jobs.”
>”If you ask me, you are quite lucky. This is a much better opportunity than anything you were going to get working in manufacturing.”
>...
>You don’t know what to say.
>Hell, you don’t know what to think.
>What if he’s right?
>If you really were in the lowest brackets before, you would’ve lived a miserable life.
>Did they really save you from that?
>You don’t really want to believe that you could be happy like this.
>But the vet has given you quite a demonstration on what it could be.

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>>29609234
I’m kinda regretting some of the decisions I made getting into this. Didn’t really think it through like I should’ve, and now I’m dealing with the consequences. I’ve been having a pretty tough time trying to make this background shit make sense and be at least somewhat reasonable. I’m hoping it gets a bit easier from here when I get to the good stuff. At least I learned something, so it wasn’t all for nothing.
Thanks for reading.

>>29609246
You made communist horses appeal to me. You did well so far.

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You know what I've been thinking? Current VR tech is more than good enough for a decent pony POV experience.

Plenty of content creators are spending shitloads of time on over-ambitious projects that never get finished, I'm sure making a first-person pony model and a basic environment can't be that hard!

The only problem is that you then need an $800 piece of hardware (and a decent modern PC) but I'm sure there are at least some horsefuckers here who either already own one or could afford one if it allowed them to sort of become the pony. I mean, people do spend $1000+ on plushies.

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I want to be a large horsey

>>29609246
I think your doing great, this is all very cute.

Don't worry to much about it, if you can make all the world building you've done enhance the plot then great, but so long as you don't contradict your self you'll be fine.

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>>29609246
you've made communism appealing

>>29609234
>>29609246
He didn't really figure it out, instead someone didn't do their job and left information lying around telling him/implying he was going to be treated as human trash.
What's going to happen to the technician/janitor who was negligent enough the MC almost escaped? The lashing out at the MC for talking probably doesn't matter in this incident but indicates he likely has caused problems before.

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>>29609424
he gets to be her filly

>>29595284
[2]
I wake up the next morning, still held tight in my owner’s embrace. She’s still sleeping, holding me like a little girl hugging a teddy bear as she sleeps. I do hope she is as fond of me as she seems, I want to make her happy just like she made me happy.

I can see a soft smile on her face as she sleeps. Taking care not to wake her I slowly move my nose forward until it gently presses against hers. She takes a deep breath and begins to stir. She pats the side of my head as she slowly opens her eyes.

“Morning sugarbear, sleep well?”

“Neigh~” I say as I nuzzle her neck

She places a hand behind my head and presses me against her.

“Let’s see it’s… almost 9:30. I guess I should get up, huh?”

She lets my head back and kisses me on the forehead before releasing me. As she is getting up I stand and turn to jump on the floor. To my surprise she grabs my hind legs and pulls me backward.

“I said ‘I’ not you”

She flips me onto my back and smiles down at me. She has moved herself into a sitting position with the blanket draped over her legs. Now I’m lying on my back right in front of her. My forelegs are held up with the hooves hanging submissively, meanwhile my rear legs are stretched and spread shamelessly. No reason to be coy, she’s only known me as being naked. I smile up at her in a position of complete submission.

“Good girl” My ears perk up at the praise.

She seems quite pleased with how I handled it, although she does have to tease my wings until I unfurl them.

“You’re coming along very well Lavender. It can take some ponies weeks to be comfortable like that, so I think you deserve a little reward”

>>29609548
>rear legs are stretched and spread
Lewd

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I want to be the pretty trap horse

>>29609717
There is such a thing as trying to be too cute.
That mouth is open too wide, among other minor things.

I want to be the happy horsey

>>29610381
I want to be the sexually and mentally abused pony

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I want to have thick horsie balls

>>29609234
>>29609246
You're doing great

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>>29609345
Celestia-sized or larger?

>>29610956
Celestia-sized sounds nice, you get to cuddle people instead of the other way around

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>>29609329

>>29606979
>Foal is born
>somewhere in the distance "THE CIRCLE OF LIFE!!!!"

>>29611258
[Somebody shoot that fuckin' Monkey!]
>>29606887
>Finally, after your legs are starting to get tired from squatting and watching the process, it's finally done.
>The foal is out, and gently shuffling and kicking it's legs before its free.
>Bella is crying, both from pain and relief, acting on autopilot as she watches her foal.
>It's a cute, lanky little thing with a scrunchy nose and a fluffy, splotchy green mane.
>Huh, if you squint it kinda looks like...
>... Camouflage.
>You reign in the fit of giggles you were about to have as the little pony stumbles a bit to it's mother's muzzle before slumping down against her.
>Bella immedately starts nuzzling and gently licking the little foal, and you surreptitiously check it's gender, size, and roughly estimate it's weight.
>Filly, a little bit taller in the legs then you were expecting, and healthy weight.
>So far so good.
>You let out a relieved sigh as you listen to Bella cooing and murmuring happy words to her little filly as the filly starts to respond with little motions and nuzzling back against her mother.
>A happy ending, and surprise surprise, if thankfully, you really didn't need to do anything to help.
>The Camo-and-Tan filly is safe with her Black-and-Tan mother, so you quietly shift to your feet and move to the tent flap and step out into the... moonlight?
>Oh boy you've been out here for a while now.
>"D-doctor?"
>Camo immediately is on his hooves, looking nervous.
>You notice that you're literally surrounded by ponies, and a few humans, all of them looking some combination of nauseous, nervous, and excited.
>You crouch again, ignoring the fact that your legs are bitching at you and smile widely at Camo.
"Congratulations... it's a Filly!"

>>29610970
And you can call them 'my little pony' even if they weren't ponies before.

>>29611376
>>29611376
>Camouflage
Good for sneaking up on people before turning them into ponies.

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>>29608164
Particularly that Umbra story.

>>29609548
What is this single post shit. I need more. Please

>>29611955
if there's a piano man, it'd make sense there's a piano mare, right?

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>>29599720
I am back, you jews! Green time!

>>29612510
On the last episode of the drug horse adventures we had some cute pony on pony cuddly action.
I was forced to have a break because of a small tireout and burnout, and spring holidays.
I'm back though, and with two pages of greentext. Let's get to it.

You wake up to soft snoring on your stomach.
Wuzi is snoring asleep on your belly, curled up.
You have your ten fingers and toes back, the drug must’ve worn off.
With a half tired smile you pet the small sleeping warm ball of fuzz.
Your muscles feel sore, your stomach watery, but otherwise, you’re you.
You gently let the pony slide off your bely to your side, and get up to get dressed. You button up your shirt, and make way to get some food, because, damn, you’re hungry.
With a tired walk, you find yourself in the small kitchen.
All you find is some coffee and biscuits.
Welp, that’s your breakfast now.
You take your coffee, and the plate full of the treats.
You’re in the office inside the top floor of the triad owned casino.
A casino which essentially is now under your command, because Wuzi is a mess of fluff and fur, so you decide to take seat behind the giant table, inside the large red chair; nothing wrong with that, is there?
You lean back, and turn around, staring outside at the city, from one of the highest buildings around, warm cup of coffee in hands, chewing on biscuits.
Your moment of tranquil is busted by a knock at the door.
It’s the secretary. She opens the door and enters inside with a stack of papers.
“Ah, there you are. Glad I found you so fast. Sir Wuzi already briefed me, welcome in the family. Your briefing about the city and finances, and itinerary for today.” She places the stack of papers on the table.

>>29612518
You begin reading them along with sipping your coffee at the same time.
Apparently, the entire syndicate is taking in water. Significantly less now, but drug trade has been tightened down, and the casino doesn’t give out as much as it used to, so getting PON E into the market will be important, right?
You’re no gangster, damn it.
And now the city power report.
You unofficially officially own land which gives you the sole right to use it for the less legitimate business practices, which net you the funds you need.
Wait, but you robbed a jewelry store, right?
Where’s the lab you were promised?
You need to ask the small equine about that.
You put the map on the large table.
The two blocks from the casino are yours.
Your biggest neighbours are the Russians and Americans.
The smallest, though, seem to be the Italians. They’re also the most aggressive apparently.
The biggest threat, from what you seen, are truly the pizza munching, food cooking, Italians.
You can bring yourself a headache over them later, though, as now you have a look at the today’s itinerary.
At ten in the morning, you’re supposed to meet with the Russian.
Twelve, lunch with the Italians, that could prove beneficial.
Three, supply chains for the PON E project, will be done quickly, hopefully.
Five, charity ball, which occupies the day until some ten PM, which finally brings you to the last point in your diary, the dinner with your lieutenants.
You’re burrowed so deep in papers and work you almost miss Wuzi climbing into your lap.
You help the mare up and pet her back, smiling.

>>29612519
The intercom on your table rings, and you press the red flashing button.
“Juri Gargarine is waiting in the lobby. Should I let him in?”
“Let him inside.”
The door opens, and you see the Russian enter.
“I’m here to talk business.”
“I’m here to listen to your business, go ahead.”
Wuzi wriggles in your lap, and places her head on the table, staring down at the slav.
“I am here to consult our business agreement, with some changes that’ll benefit our organizations.”
“Like what?” You ask, and lean forwards, cup intertwined between your fingers.
“I think you already saw how much of a pain in everyone’s side the pizza munchers are.”
“You mean the Itals?”
“Dah, the Italians. I propose that we use PON E to take them down and out. You supply the expertise, I supply people and resources. In the end, once the Italics are not around, we split their territory. While small, it’d allow you to access the docks inconspicuously.”
“And let us ship PON E en masse.”
“Dah, not only that, it would certainly be a way to improve our relationships, I do believe you robbed an entire jewel collection. I will look the other way if you do help.”
You look to the mare in your lap, she nods.
“I’ll call you after I consult with my colleagues. Thank you for your time, sir Gargarine.”
The door opens, and Juri is lead out, and you turn around again, watching the outside city, finishing your cup of coffee.
“You took the wheel fast, Joe,” you hear from your lap, and look down, seeing Wuzi staring into your eyes.
You nod. “I don’t like it one bit, I’m a pharmacist, not an economist or a tactician. I don’t want to be involved in all this black mess of bad practices and illicit activities.”

>>29612522
“But you aren’t afraid of people either, and you managed to twirl a Russian media magnate around your pinkie. Not everyone is able to stand these things. You know, you remind me of when I started.”
“Huh?”
“I was also so stupid and idealistic.”
“I don’t plan to stay here, only until I fix your fluffy ass.” You gruffly reply.
“No need to be angry. Look, we don’t involve ourselves in the hard core things, no one on the island does, because disturbing the balance would net less than we would gain.”
“It’s all about the cash?”
“All about the green papers. You have a lunch with the Italians at twelve? Great way to probe them, take their measure.”
“Who was that ittieary for anyway? You possibly didn’t know about this mess.”
“Oh, I did, and that’s why I told everythong to the secretary. I thought the pills and good old Jack Daniels would knock me cold, forever.”
“You wanted to commit seppuku?” You ask and laugh.
“Oh shuut it. Honour has been lost in the betrayal. Now, though, everyone thinks you’re my son, and that I’m dead, so you taken on the family business.”
“Huh…”
“Regardless, I will stay as an advisor to you as long as you need.”
“Or until I fix you.”
“Yeah, right.”

>>29612525
Aaaand das it, mangs. Have fun. Link for those that missed it.

https://docs.google.com/document/d/1-Cuh8qxD-hk8oMxpuwrH0pD7858VmDOaf9gEjMGo8Ks/edit

>>29612532
Glad you're back, and haven't been turned into one of those new changeling things.

>>29612604
The queens are immune to this new gimickery.

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>>29612451
Here's one. Good luck tfing into her.

>>29612525
Things seem to be going well.

>>29611681
[I dunno how much sneakin' she will be doin' there Anon, not yet anyway. But you're right, Camo-and-Tan means she will be a very stealthy little pony.]
>>29611376
>Camo's eyes lights up and he whirls to face the rest of the ponies.
>"I"M A DADDY!"
>And there was much rejoicing.
>As the ponies and humans celebrate, you snag the scruff of Camo's neck and gently drag him aside.
"Alright, talk to me, because I want to be 100% sure: You and Bella have been... mutually exclusive, I hope?"
>The stallion blinks in surprise before giving you a flat look.
>"We locked ourselves in our tent during her heat. There was nopony else."
>You whistle, nodding.
"Fascinating. Pon-E parent-born foals can be of any race then. Either that or you and Bella have recessive 'unicorn' genetics in your family. Your little filly is a unicorn."
>He blinks in confusion before looking very, very excited, and then sad, then excited again.
>Guess he's going over a 'things you can/can't do anymore.'
>You prod him.
"Well -Dad-, do you want to go see your filly and mare?"
>He blinks and gives you the widest, happiest smile you've ever seen from a pony, before gently hugging your leg.
>He then turns and trots into the medical tent, with you close behind, but not before your turn and give a light glare to the ponies that try to follow.
"Just family for now please, we need to ensure the foal is healthy."
>The ponies stop and nod in understanding and you nod back before turning around.
>Bella is singing softly to her filly, who appears to have taking her first steps and is currently getting her first meal.
>Camo is preening in his joy, and also preening Bella's wings as she leans against him.
>Nurse Cross trots over with a little smile and starts running down the basics of the little filly.
>Sounds like your estimates and guesses were correct, and the filly is very healthy.
>You let out a little sigh of relief.
>Glad that problem is solved, but it's been a long day for everyone.

All they need now is to deal with the loose end

And gain a doctor for their community

>>29613255
That's adorable

I want to pet the happy horsey

happy horsey is qt and warms my heart

>>29613255
Nice.
We need some smut about a new mare experiencing her first estrus.

>>29608164
Good news, I am not poni.

Yet.

This makes me very sad.

>>29611955
Not a bad fic at all.

Play us a song, Mr. Piano Man, play us a song, tonight! And we're all in the mood for a melody, because you've got us, feelin' all right~

Of course, that one didn't actually involve any TF...

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>>29613413
Don't worry. It happens to all writers in the end.

I was going to finish writing my fic
but then I became the pone

>>29599720
I want to pet the happy horsey.

>>29614010
I was going to as well.
But I spend all of my free time high instead. Sorry to those who never received an ending

>>29614016
I want to put a bridle with a bit and reins on her and lead her around in public with it to show everyone she's my happy little pet poner.

>tfw you will never be the pony pet

>>29614032
I don't know who you are but I will find you if you don't finish your story

Man, half the posts here are just people talking about pet fantasies. There's like, one good green going on here. Color me disappointed.

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>>29614032
Being high is no excuse.

>>29614106
>>29614032
At least if you're high on Pon-E, that's forgivable.

But if that's the case, we will need dealer details.

>>29614010
Anything in particular you need to do when writing to become the pone?

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>>29614264
Send a copy to Princess Celestia with a politely worded letter requesting that she make it happen.

I want have a litter of happy little foals

>>29614288
How would you even go about sending her a letter? That's a pretty bad way of pony recruitment. Dragon mail is unavailable in most cases and I'd imagine trans-dimensional mail is pretty expensive.

>>29614508
I don't think horses have litters.

>>29614514
Time travel exists in Equestria. It might create a paradox but here's what you do.
Become a dragon.
Do whatever the fuck you want.
Use breath to send the latter specifying that you should be turned into a dragon at a prior point in time.

>>29614625
They don't

Why should the Dragon tf general join the ptfg?

>>29614881
They shouldn't.

>>29614885
Whenever I check there it's not too rare to see a reply suggesting that

>>29614881
Because there don't need to be multiple transformation generals. Because ptfg has always accepted other species.

>>29614913
This general will be cancer if you let a bunch of dragon fags run rampant.

>>29614808
>dragon
There's the problem, though. If I can't be the little mare, it's not worth it.

>>29614936
You then mail yourself to Equestria and get turned into the little mare.

>>29614936
Dragon feels =/= horse feels

Small cuddly horse =/= large powerful and in no way cuddly dragon

keep that shit out of here

>>29614952
This. I don't want dragon fags using my restroom

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>>29608164
>>29611853


Unfortunately I haven't become the little pone. Yet. Maybe if I keep writing?

-
( last post was ages ago, here's the full paste : pastebin.com/BgF7LQ86 )


After a short while, and having slipped past a couple more people on your way, you finally reach your destination, tapping your hooves in anticipation.

The local clothes store was a place you often passed by, but rarely stopped at. You only ever buy a few things there as you need them, not anything fancy or pretty. But from your time there, you know that they have some good material. Anything fitting for a Queen such as you? You'll have to find out.

You close your eyes and focus on the door, letting your thoughts drift aside, picturing the lock in your mind. Your feel a surge of energy flow through your horn.

The lock is in your way. You cannot let that be.

You hear a click and your eyes snap open. Giving the door a tentative push, you smirk as it swings aside. You give another thought, and an instant later your body fades once again, barely leaving a shimmer in its place. Your steps are light, almost impossible to hear for anyone but you, as you enter the store, leaving the door to close behind you.

You slowly walk amongst the rows upon rows of clothing, admiring some of the fine work you come across. Carefully crafted suits, hats, and a delightfully regal black dress all spark your attention.
But as you keep going through the store, you frown in slight disappointment. Of course, you think, you can't wear any of this with your new body. You can't believe you hadn't thought of that before coming here.

>>29615324

You start walking back down the aisle, but stop in your tracks and turn around as you notice another rack of clothing you hadn't seen before.

Scarves. All shapes and colors, all hanging in front of you in a rainbow of smooth fabric. You smile to yourself… maybe this trip wasn't for nothing after all.

Not using your levitation, for fear of disrupting your invisibility, you trot up to one that catches your eye.
Deep red, seeming just wide enough for your neck, it would complement your coat perfectly. You glide you hoof across its soft, velvet-like folds, imagining how regal you would look with it draped around your neck…

"Hello, Umbra."

You jump in surprise, your spell almost losing its coherence as you spin around, ready to make your escape if need be, and come face to face with…

Discord.

"Living up to your name, I can see? I thought it would have taken you longer to perform that spell, but you've been growing into a powerful little unicorn, haven't you?"

Standing far taller than you, with his head lowered close to your level, the draconequus looks nothing like the man you met the last day at the café, but you have no doubt that they are the same. Briefly, you wonder how surprised you would have been at this sight, if it wasn't for the events of the past days.

You stay silent for an moment, huffing through your muzzle. His features read amusement, and you feel like he is playing some joke at your expense. It almost feels insulting to you. You ponder an answer for a moment, before realizing you only have a question to give him.

"Why?"

>>29615337

He laughs, his long, snake-like body twisting as he sits down, mismatched legs crossed in front of him.

"Do you want an honest answer… 'Umbra' ?"

He pauses briefly, teeth showing behind his smiling maw.

"Surprisingly, being an immortal being gets old after some time. You know, been there, done that, seen it all… there's enough to leave anyone bored. And trust me, it's very hard to bore me…

"But there's something that never fails to amaze me. And that's people like you. See, you mortals always wonder about bigger things, about what it would feel like to accomplish your wildest dreams, all the while knowing that those will never come true.

"So finding someone like you, and giving them everything they want… it is so very fascinating to watch. You always entertain those thoughts of power, and once I grant them, even I - a god of chaos!- cannot know what will happen. No matter what city, planet or universe I find myself in, I always get to see new stories.

"And you, Umbra, have been a great show so far."

You scoff, intrigued by his understandable, yet otherworldly logic.

"You're telling me you completely threw my life off track and turned me into a character from a show… just to sit back and watch what would happen?"

He doesn't need to answer, the look in his eyes almost infuriating in its delight. He turns away from your gaze, his head hung low.

"I suppose I could change you back right now, if you wanted to… there are many others I could try this on. I have all the time in the world in front of me. You, on the other hand…"

You bite your lip, staying silent for a while. He's got you there. A big part of you doesn't want to give up this chance. You know that it's something you won't ever see again. As you slowly raise your gaze back towards him, he gives a low chuckle.

"Just like I thought."

>>29615349

"So what do you want from me?" you ask, a frown of annoyance on your muzzle.

He springs back up on his legs with a sly look. You wonder if it's intentional, or just his resting face.

"When we met, you spoke about a kingdom… I'm still waiting to see that.

"But a kingdom needs subjects, doesn't it? Maybe there's something you could do about that."

You frown, not understanding his train of thought. Then, your face lights up with a smile of your own. He seems pleased, chuckling as he turns around and starts walking towards the exit.

"I'm glad you finally caught the hint."

He gives you one last look before leaving, full of malice and determination.

"You have the power now, Umbra. Go ahead. Make me proud."

>>29615357

The first rays of sunlight have only begun hitting on the apartment's windows. You take a deep breath, exhausted, yet impatient and anticipating.

It hadn't taken you much effort to sneak into Matt's place. No one had seen you along the way, and the lock had showed as little resistance as the one from the store.

He was supposed to head back to your flat in the morning, but he was still sleeping as you had entered the room, your horn already glowing.
The spell had taken you all night as he slept, unaware of what was going on, and for a while you nearly thought you had failed.

But here you are, leaning towards him in anticipation as you see him starting to wake up.

He groans, shifting on top of the covers as his head bumps against the wall next to his bed.

He slowly opens his eyes, catching sight of you, your face close to his.

"Umbra? What are you doing here?"

He tries to sit up, but stumbles, surprise visible on his face.

He turns his head back and his voice stays stuck in his throat. He blinks a few times, then frantically looks over himself, trying to understand what is happening.

You admire his new coat, clean and blue. You run your gaze across his strong frame and blocky muzzle, up to his blonde mane, with an almost crystal-like shimmer to it. In the midst of his messy, short strands, you can see the shape of his horn.

As a unicorn yourself, you can feel his… aura? Magic? You're not sure of the proper term. It's not as powerful as yours, far from that. But with him at your side, and who knows how many others after him, you'll have all the power you need.

He finally manages to look towards you, almost shaking in surprise.

"What is happening to-"

You interrupt, taking a step closer to him.

"Tell me, Matt, if you woke up some day with some immense power…"

You lean in further, your muzzle almost touching his, starting straight into his eyes.

"…What would you do with it?"

END

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>>29615363

Took me long enough, but I'm glad I actually finished this, even though the ending feels a bit rushed.
I'm not going to be writing here again just yet, but I have plans for another, bigger, ptfg-related story.
Something with a bit more planning this time.

Hope some of you enjoyed it, and thank you for being the sweetest general on this board <3

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>>29615407
Glad to see you finish this, it was a wonderful story.

I look forward to your next story.

>>29615407
Loved it. It's a bit of a shame that you went the short story route imo. I would've loved to read a longer story about her growing stronger and eventually ruling an empire, but this works just fine. Great work. I will watch your career with great interest.

>>29615363
HAREM
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>>29607191
this seems like it could be interesting

>>29615407
Congrats on finishing a great story.
The ending was rather nice, even if it leaves many things to the imagination of the reader.

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>>29615434
>I will watch your career with great interest.
You're going to turn him into a sith pony?

>>29616016
Is it possible to learn this power?

>>29616132
Not from Celestia.

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>>29616132
>>29616336

>>29612518
>"two pages of greentext"
>entire story is black

Spacewolfe pls

>>29616746
Context/source?

>>29616827
http://acesentialsketches.tumblr.com/post/155365643310/have-some-more-doodles-from-me-1-a-giraffe-tf-i

>>29616847
Ebin, thanks

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>>29615337
Shame she never acquired that outfit. Maybe one of her new subjects will be able to help.

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I want to be a pretty colt

>>29617067
Keep the socks. Lose the OC.

>>29617067
>>29617120
And lose the shitty art style.

>>29613255
>You stretch a bit, before blinking and frowning.
"Vaccinations."
>Fucking... of course.
>Well, it's probably a good thing you forgot about the vaccinations honestly, they need to be kept cold and the freezer in your truck has been doing just that.
>You smile at Nurse Red Cross and ask her politely to watch over the new family and ensure they don't get heckled by the herd before you step back out of the tent.
>The few ponies and humans now milling around the tent all look at you in excitement as if you're about to bring the new foal out to show them.
>You give them an leveled glare in warning.
"Please don't enter the tent till Nurse Red Cross is content with both the foal's and her family's safety and health."
>You say it firmly but kindly and the group settles before you start walking by, a few ponies and a human falling in step with you as you make your way back to your truck.
>"Soooooooooooooooo... um, Mr. Doctor sir?"
>Wow, that is literally the worst you've heard anyone announce that they have a question for you before.
"Yeeeessss?"
>"Y-you're not going to tell anyone we're out here... are you?"
>That brings you up short as you turn to look at the little pony that's currently at your heel.
>It's a little Filly, yellow mane, pink fur, and she's got a cute little ribbon in her tail.
>She's looking at you sadly, obviously worried.
>You blink in surprise.
"Why would I do that?"
>She frowns a bit more, scuffing her hooves.
>"T-the po... po... polease man was looking for Daddy a week ago. They said he had hurt me and they were gonna take me away."
>Your blood freezes cold as everyone around you tenses up.
>She looks up at you with watery eyes.
>"D-daddy said that you can trust Doctors and Polease man, but they tried to take Daddy away! I took the pills on my own when Daddy told me not to! P-please don't take my Daddy away!"
>You look at this little filly in shock as she starts crying a little at your feet.

>>29617327
Who the heck is this filly

>>29617327
So Pon-E's do get horse vaccinations, or do they get their own set of vaccinations?

>>29599720
>tfw you will never be a happy horsey

>>29617429
She's the plot device that came out of nowhere and just made them decide/'have to' transform him.
I'm not even sure what she just said means, but everyone is acting like it's serious shit despite it sounding like here father transformed into a pony and she decided to transform as well despite him saying no.

>>29617882
I assumed that's what it meant as well, just a bit confusing to say the least.

>>29617882
the little filly is bait to create more little fillies

>>29617327
>This is either the worst guilt trip you've ever been put through, or a trap.
>And judging by the uncomfortable looks on the faces of the other 'adults' around you, though you'd wager a few of of the Pon-E's are teenagers, you're not the only one.
>Thankfully, a medium-sized stallion trots up and pulls the filly into a hug, nuzzling into her mane.
>You let out a breath you didn't realize you were holding as the Stallion calms down the filly and gently sends her off towards a few other colts and fillies that are playing with a ball a little ways away.
>"I'm sorry about that son. My Elizabeth... she's a smart girl, and she's always adored horses, so when I started to use 'pony time' as a way to relax on the weekends, she was ecstatic."
>The stallion looks pretty rough, like he's been beating himself up for a while.
>You sigh.
"She got into your pills cabinet while you were at work."
>Not a question, and his face gives a pretty clear answer.
>"Got home from school early... I-I come home and the first thing I thought was someone had used that horrible slow-acting shit on her."
>You crouch before gently patting him on the back, trying to give the stallion a supportive smile.
>"Hasn't even been a week... I've been so scared, especially when the police kicked in my door and tried to take my little girl away."
>... Interesting.
"How did you get away?"
>You're genuinely curious, and your question earned a slightly warmer smile.
>"The kind folks that are all around you. The Herd calls those of our number that are remaining human for now 'Daywalkers' for some reason, but two of 'em were shopping for the rest and saw the police trying to take my daughter away. A club to the back of the head later and they handed me two of the pills and got us into the back of the van."
>His face falls again and he lets out a let upon sigh.
>"Took out as much money as I could from the ATM before my account locked up. Whole world things I'm a madman now."

>>29618503
>You frown, wincing a bit at the thought.
"I guess that report of the little girl that a real sicko was trying to turn into a pet didn't help matters?"
>He shakes his head and you let out a little sigh before standing up again.
"I'm not a psychiatrist, but I can tell you're blaming yourself for this. Please, for the sake of your daughter, if nothing else... treat it like an opportunity."
>Where is this coming from?
>Public speaking or advice giving isn't really your thing usually.
"Keep her close, keep her safe, and let her know that no matter what you love her, every day. Let those around you support you while you support her. Make sure you always have that as a reason... Do it for Her."
>The Stallion is crying a bit but he's got a large smile on his face as he nods in appreciation before he turns and trots over to the group of parents watching the foals play.
>You smile a bit, feeling pretty good about yourself before you turn and continue walking to the car, wondering about the one female voice you hear from the small herd that had been following you when you left the tent.
>"Dear Princess Celestia..."
>What an unusual thing to say.
>Well, no matter.
>You retrieve your cooler of vaccinations sterile needles and take them with you back to the medical tent.
>Horse and Pony Vaccinations.
>Human ones might work too, but considering that the birth looked more like to a horse pregnancy and birth then a human one, you'd image that the foal would normally get a lot of it's immunity from the colostrum if the mother was give the vaccinations before hand.
>And that most likely didn't happen here.
>So best to go with all of vaccinations for safeties sake.
>You sweep back into the tent, the happy family plus slightly sleepy but curious foal all looking your way as you step in.
>Bella is glowing with matrimonial pride, her smile soft and delicate as she nuzzles her little pony.
>Camo, on the other hand, looks like he's about to explode in excitement.

>>29618539
That stallions story makes no sense, I mean really, did he not call 911 and report that his daughter OD on his meds? Don't get me wrong loving the story so far but you need to explain that a little better.

>>29618539
>You offer the family a soft smile as you are soon joined by Nurse Cross, who settles next to the family as a calming presence as you open up the ice box.
>You search through it for the particular vaccinations you need for the little filly and let out a little sigh.
"Alright Ms. Belladonna, Mr. Camo. Your little pony is looking very healthy, but we want her to stay that way, hmm?"
>You look at them while raising an eyebrow, which earns you a nod.
"So, in order to do that, I recommend that she gets Vaccinated, and we'd start with-"
>You follow through with all the vaccinations you'd be giving, and the order you'd give them in, and what they'd prevent, the new parents nodding along.
"-And finally the Rabies vaccination, which comes in a three part battery."
>"Oh! Does that mean you'll be coming back to our herd, Doctor?"
>Bella looks quiet pleased at the thought, as does Camo and Nurse Cross.
>You blink in surprise, wondering what they're on about before shrugging.
"Well of course, unless you decide to get another Ve... Doctor to help with your vaccinations."
>The three ponies all smile at one another before turning back to you... well, Camo and Nurse Cross does.
>Bella focuses on her little filly, pulling her close and giving her soft kisses and attention as you finish setting up the vaccinations.
>You muse at a little side thought, considering that you're working with talking ponies.
>Human beings suffer from highly active imaginations as part of our base intelligence, and one of the things we end up doing to ourselves is something called the Nocebo Effect.
>Short version- thinking or being told that something would happen by someone you trust is going to effect you in negative ways will actually make those symptoms happen.
>It's why Doctors say 'This won't hurt.' before treatments like shots.
>It is going to hurt. We know it's going to hurt. But if they say that, it'll hurt a lot more then if they say it won't.
>So why is that important?

>>29618609
[I'd love to, but remember I'm working from a single character's perspective.

I could do the whole story for that stallion and his daughter, but frankly, I do not have the character allowance nor the time to run through the stories of every single person I introduce. And yeah, he -did- call 911 and reported that his daughter OD'd on meds... and when they got to his house they found a pony and assumed the worst, because they're humans and this world, as nice as I'm painting it, is creeping closer and closer to super crap-shoot territory, which is how his daughter almost got taken away in the first place. ]

>>29618615
Very interesting

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>tfw your master will never give you walkies

>>29619643
Not with that attitude they won't

>tfw more experienced ponies will never teach you to walk again in your new body following your transformation into the little mare.

What if the reason writefags disappear every two years is because zephyr's master has decided it's easier to work in batches?

>>29620452
Writers are always coming and going. Best we can do is enjoy them while they are here and wish them good luck in their new lives as little ponies once they disappear.

>>29620452
So somewhere out there is a room that gets filled with new ponies every two years. I wonder if they only get people from inside the US. Might have to move there if that's the case.

>>29620452
Can confirm this is true. Life since writefagging has been 10/10.

>>29620649
Zero&Infinity said the same thing. This is obviously just a ploy to get people to start writing. Worked on me, though.

I want to pet a happy horsey.

>>29620745
I want to be a happy horsey, maybe we can work something out

Eventually the government decided that Pon-E could be used to rehabilitate prisoners at a fraction of the cost, rendering them more docile and friendly.

>>29620452
Zephyr hasn't gotten to me yet But I can confirm with>>29620649. Life has really been 10/10 cuz of writing in this general. This place will always be a home to me.

Also, to whomever does the Google Doc, is it alright to ask if you remove the greentext tag and replace it with prose since the format is now different? Likewise, it appears my crazy story got on FimFiction: http://www.fimfiction.net/story/364668/radiance. You have to enable mature settings to view it there. Otherwise though, that's all I've got for now.

>>29620649
>>29621286
>Life has really been 10/10
Care to elaborate a bit?

More Radiance when? It's been 1.5 weeks since you said one week. No hurries though, take all the time you need.

>>29621322
I've made some really close friends from this general who've given me more happiness than I could ever ask for. Some of whom are also really skilled hypnotists. That feeling when they've altered my perceptions to such an extent that I can see and feel myself as a pone at any point of the day. It's bloody wild, I'll tell ya that. Never underestimate the power of hypno. None of that would have happened had I not written here. Seriously, write and create a name for yourself. You never know what will happen.

And yeah...super sorry, but I'm a slow writer. I truly don't know when the next chapter will be up. It might be another month or two. Or maybe it will be sooner. I dunno. Just know that it'll come in time. Unless being pone 24/7 consumes me and I have more fun with that, in which case, there's some truth to what >>29620481 said.

>>29621385
Do wait can you like switch to feeling like a pony at will at any time? Is that what you mean?

I always disregarded hypnosis because of the effort and I usually don't have large chunks of free time, but if something like that can be set up with some upfront work and then you get to be the pony any time it's convenient then sign me the fuck up.

>>29621385
How the fuck do you even make friends on an anonymous messaging board. This probably is a stupid question and I'm being retarded, but I guess I've never actually been in any thread long enough to find out.

That hypno thing, though. I'm guessing it's way more intense live than just listening to an mp3. Sounds interesting...

>>29621286
Congrats on getting it approved.
I'll update the doc later (assuming one of its other custodians doesn't get there first).
Does anyone even look at the prose/greentext tags? I'm wondering if it's worth having them there.

>>29621415
It's one of those things where at times I can visually see parts of myself as pone, but most of the time I can feel the changes, and so far, they seem to be sticking...for hours on end. Like, walking around or sitting or laying down, it literally feels like I have hooves and am walking with hooves. Tail and muzzle are also awesome. Drank a bottle of water and I bloody swear I saw my muzzle cross-eyed while drinking and could feel a muzzle gulping down water. Having furry white hind legs with hooves...just...damn. That's what I see and feel continuously the most. It's one of those things where you have to experience it to fully encapsulate the sensations and visuals.

>>29621435
4chan's weird, huh? This general is probably one of the more historical and longest-lived generals on /mlp/. All sorts of folk come through here. And in terms of making friends, well it is easier for people to find you and befriend you if you give yourself a name. Especially if you write a story and have it set up somewhere (pastebin, fimfiction), there's always PMs. If you stay anonymous, then yes, it can be hard to make friends here. And yeah, live sessions are MUCH more powerful than mp3's and recordings.

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>>29621252
With the unexpected consequence of incentivising some otherwise upstanding citizens to commit crime.

>>29621525
>easier for people to find you and befriend you if you give yourself a name.
With this do you mean just your usual green posting or actually conversing? From what I understand it's really frowned upon to namefag outside of posting new content or talking about your own content. Where is the fine line between excessive namefagging and what's fine? Does one even exist? I might be overthinking this.

>>29621664
>Where is the fine line between excessive namefagging and what's fine?
From a general (no pun intended) 4chan standpoint you shouldn't namefag at all when you're not posting content, unless you're actually saying things directly related to the content (e.g. giving progress updates, answering backstory questions...)

Namefagging outside that is basically equivalent to just randomly namefagging. Make of that what you will - most people will ignore you or yell at you to take of your trip.

That said, things aren't set in stone, and I heard that back in this board's infancy tripfags were around everywhere even in casual conversation and were pretty well accepted. Also if you're a "famous" writer people will generally like you and if you start randomly namefagging will be less likely to call you out on it.

Also if you have a particular role, namefagging is fine. For instance, in the dedicated pet generals that pop up time to time, you could fine a "Mistress" tripfag who's a tranny pet pony hoarder, and he'd tripfag because he runs like a skype pet group or whatever.

>>29621525
>for hours on end
But, like, at will? Or do you have to "start it up" and then it will linger?

I'm saying this specifically because I have a busy life most of the time and can't afford to spend hours at a time just being pone. I'd also imagine trying to act completely normal around other people would either be really hard, or would be easy but would dispel the effect, making the effort of getting it in the first place useless.

Unless I'm wrong and you can just do whatever completely normally without anybody noticing but with the added bonus of being able to think of yourself as a pony?

>>29621759
>>29621664
Well, shit. I should've worded this completely differently.
What I'm really wondering is how that whole process of making friends on an anonymous messageboard even works. I mean, I'm as autistic as wanting to be the little mare makes me, but that's about it for the most part. Usually friends are made when people meet wherever they might have in common and everything else happens naturally, but it's a whole different world here. Maybe I'm just being impatient and it just happens with time.

>>29621881
It could perhaps happen if there is some means of identification. Maybe you wrote a story or one-shot (even as anon), maybe you create some other type of content, maybe you were in some other place which does have usernames.

If you never did anything notable besides posting normally, yeah, there's no real way to form friendships.

(I'm not counting obvious cases of two anons talking in one thread, deciding they like each other, and sharing some contact info - e.g. throwaway emails)

One Lucky Pet when?

>>29618615
>Well, considering that it's a foal, and they are able to walk about twenty minutes after being born, they develop quickly.
>So it's likely the little filly is already learning.
>And preventing the Nocebo Effect from taking place right now would probably save her and her parents a lot of trouble in the future.
>Trypanophobia isn't fun to deal with.
"Now hold still love, this isn't going to hurt."
>Lies.
>But necessary ones.
>You work quickly, but firmly, so that you get each vaccination done as quickly as possible.
>The little filly tenses up at the first one, but otherwise relaxes, instead watching what you do with curious, little sky-blue eyes.
>She leans a bit more into her mother, sure, but otherwise she's being a very good filly.
>You gently pull the needle back and gently disinfect the area before nodding.
"There we go, all done. Such a good girl."
>You smile at the little filly, who shuffles back into her mother a bit more, much to the amusement of everyone in the tent.
>You shake your head and stand up, letting out a pleased huff.
"I'll come back next week for the follow up for her Rabies shot, and the week after for the last one."
>"Thank you so much Doctor."
>Camo is smiling brightly at you before he perks up, kissing his wife and nuzzling his filly before he gets up and trots over to you.
>"Here, let me get your payment and then we can treat you to dinner before you go home."
>You chuckle, rubbing the back of your neck as you take your bag of sharps and the vaccinations ice chest with the other.
"Dinner sounds lovely, thank you."

>>>About an hour later.>>>>

>For such a little community, they are quite well organized.
>The moment they heard about the idea for dinner, the whole Herd was a small buzz of activity, setting up what could only be described as a pallet bonfire.
>Old wooden ballets, broken and not really usable for much else are quickly set up for a good-size campfire for the entire herd to cook around.

>>29621525
>making friends by writing escapist pony fiction on an online imageboard
Oh I wish.

>>29622139
>Eating the food when you found out the group is 'wanted' from a crime
>Eating food from strangers when two pills worth is permanent
It's like this guy hasn't even watched a horror movie before.
They wouldn't need to use the delayed pills since he'll just eat up whatever they put in front of him.

>>29622190
Life is crazy. Never know what it'll throw at you.

>>29621759
It's more or less having triggers installed on you. That said, I've also had trouble with that through recordings, but live seemed to work particularly well on me. It's different for everyone. In my case with walking around, it feels like I'm walking on two pony hind legs with white fur, hooves, and a brown tail. I can sense it, feel it, and perceive it that way. The feelings do fade over time, but I can always retrigger myself to make them stronger. And so far, I'm seem to be doing fine in everyday life in terms of being able to function alright. This is fun and bloody awesome, that's for sure.

>>29621881
I dunno. Someone contacted me on pastebin because they liked my writing and I've made more friends since then because of that. If you're wanting to be contacted, having a pastebin, fimfiction, or some other account would be your best bet. And writing, drawing, or contributing something is likely how you'll get others interested in you.

And yeah, that's all for now on my end of things. Will post again when I've made more progress on my writing. Till then.

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>>29622391
No dammit I need to remain a sane human that goes to work and college and has friends and pets and family and doesn't make himself hallucinate about his own body for fun

Why are you tempting me like that

Why am I even here

Argh

>>29622139
>>29622347
It's like he doesn't even read ptfg.

>>29622347
Does this mean he's going to become the pretty mare doctor?

>>29622625
If not the stallion doctor pumping his nurse then almost certainly yes.

>>29622723
I'd be okay with that, but would much prefer him become the small, dainty, little mare that's treated delicately by the herd. and is rutted by the alpha stallion.

Hey, Sorry I haven't been writing much recently and sorry that my last update was a whole one post, but tonight I don't have any work to do and I don't feel horrible so hopefully I'll be able to post something of moderate size.

I'll be back when I have that.

Dealers randomly giving people single-overdose pills that turn you into the little mare

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>>29623417
Now run along Wallmixer. Make us proud. be the little mare you were meant to be

>>29623417
Good luck dude

Problem with going full horse all the time is you start subconsciously making horse sounds, like in your sleep, or a laugh that sounds like a wicker, etc. Makes it hard to hide your power level

>>29622139
>You hum warmly, gently petting a pony that had just up and occupied your lap, content to soak in the heat from the bonfire and your lap.
>You listen to the small party going on around you.
>Your payment was in your truck, and the problem was solved without much issues.
>"Alright, foods on everypony!"
>You chuckle a bit as the mare sleeping in your lap perks up at the mention of food and shuffles off of you before trotting off to join the chow line with the rest of the Herd.
>Food is quickly passed around to everyone, including you.
>You take a few small sniffs at the meal.
>Just basic beef and potato stew, with some carrots and as you look back to the serving line, you notice it's being strained and then hay is being mixed in to give appropriate roughage for the ponies.
>Hmmm.
>Well, you didn't smell anything too spicy.
>No Tomatoes either.
>You happily dig in, enjoying your meal immensely as you chat the night away, learning about members of the herd.
>This mare used to be a guy who was a body builder, this stallion used to be a girl who worked as a secretary, the stories go on and on.
>Sometimes swapping genders, sometimes not, some stories of daring, harrowing escapes, some of them just mundanely trotting out of their lives to find something new, something better.
>All in all, you're quite enjoying the storytime before a long yawn cracks your jaw and you shake your head, checking your watch.
>Shoot, it's that late already?
>You're gonna have to get home in a hurry if you're going to open the practice on time.
>You wave off a few of the Herd as they beg for you to stay for just one more song or just another story but you're more then capable of separating yourself.
>When you get back to your Truck, you find Camo, Bella, and her little filly, who's snoozing away, nestled up on her Dam's back, waiting for you.
>The two smile at you and give you warm greetings as you walk up to them.
>"Doctor... we can't thank you enough for what you did."

>>29624500
I need more

>>29624500
>You wave them off with a chuckle.
"You're already paying me, and you fed me a wonderful meal, and let me see your beautiful filly."
>You say with a smile, rubbing the back of your head in embarrassment.
>"Still, we'd like to repay you more. We don't exactly have much else to offer you, so... we figured this was the next best thing."
>Camo pulls out a bottle of Pon-E from under Bella's wing and offers it to you with his hoof.
>You blink as you take the stylized bottle.
>It's clearly one of the street-versions of the medication, but it's also just as clearly the real deal.
>You look at them in confusion and Camo smiles at you, holding out a hoof.
>"We're not asking you to take it, nor saying that you should, but we personally think that everyone should have a chance to see themselves in a new light."
>Camo and Bella gently nuzzle into one another as Bella whispers softly.
>"I most certainly did... especially when I met you."
>You decide to step around the issue, accepting the bottle with a smile and a nod before getting into your truck.
>You watch the two ponies trot off, their tails gently wrapped together, hip to hip, back to the bonfire, before you drive off into the night.
>It's a long trip home, but you'll get there.
>You've got a lot to think about, what you learned there in the Black Forest.
>And a firm reminder that the Herds popping up here and there aren't the enemy, they aren't a danger to you.
>The freaks on the streets on the other hand...
>Well, that's the scariest part about monsters, isn't it?
>A monster that wears human skin isn't detectable till it actually acts in a non-human fashion.
>You frown as you think about the news report as you pull into your garage and go about the usual routine.
>Into your practice, doors are locked.
>Into your living quarters, doors are locked.
>Turn on the light.
>My goodness is that a blackja-
*WHACK*

[Day 1 ends]

>>29624656
Oh shit. It's happening.

>>29624656
He should have just taken it and became the little Dr. mare

>>29624656
Fuuuuuck

>>29624712
>>29624720
>>29624748
[Well, that's all for tonight unless my muse reaches out and strangles me again. I hope you're all enjoying the story so far!]

>>29624756
Aw man you can't do that to us.

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>>29624775
Watch me. BEHOLD THE CLIFFHANGER! THE ultimate tool for writers who are tried and need to force themselves to go to bed before their muse ruins another night!

Seriously though, I'm runnin' on fumes right now, I want to write more but I -need- to sleep. Besides, you all know I work at a ridiculous rate, just tune in tomorrow and there will be plenty more green.

>>29624815
It's only 11 Colorado anon, you're weak.

>>29624656
So he locked up the house without turning on the lights?
This guy has very little survival instincts for someone living in a city which is 'turning into more and more of a crapsack world'.

>>29624825
It's midnight Florida anon and I've been up for 36 hours fixing aircraft. I'm used to running on little to no sleep but I'm dead tired and I refuse to compromise my writing by trying to force writing to happen when I'm this tired.

I refuse to supplace Quality with Quantity.

>>29624864
Don't worry about it, mate. Take care of yourself and come back stronger tomorrow. We'll be waiting.

>>29623556
Poor business strategy.
They can't get you hooked and keep selling you pills if you OD right away.

While many injuries and illnesses can be cured by turning into a pony, one condition that pony tf exacerbates is restless legs syndrome.

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>>29625477
not to mention phantom limbs from transformation
>>29625333
It's not so they can keep you buying from them, it's so that they can sell you to re-pay their debts and keep dealing in it
nice trips and dubs, enjoy your new equine features, you two

>>29624656
Should have taken the offer willingly and made things easier.

Anyone else here who still wants to be mostly independent after becoming the little horse?

Or is everyone here a lazy pony?

>>29626015
I'd argue most people feel that way. It would come down to how well the people of earth adjusted to little ponies living among them. Whether or not the little ponies retained all their rights as humans would be extremely important.

Has there been a story on ponies requiring a human guardian? I feel like this has been done before. Can't really remember. If it has been done, please do link it. If not, I should give it a shot.

>>29626082
You should give it a shot.

>>29624483
>implying I have anyone to hear me sleep
>implying I ever have reason to laugh in public

Where do I sign up

>>29626211
>>29626211
What's the point of being a pony if you can't laugh with other ponies?

>>29626522
>other ponies
See, the problem is that if I become the pony - through hypnosis that is - I will not be living with other ponies.

And until the government starts lacing the water supply with Pon-E that's unlikely to change.

>>29609548
She looms in over me and smiles. For the first time I truly appreciate the size difference between us. She is not a tall woman, not by a long shot, but she still dwarfs me in comparison. I would be scared of the large predator slowly reaching for me, but I know that she means me no harm. The warm, playful smile she’s giving me is reassuring, although I can detect just the faintest trace of sadism in her eyes.

She begins to rub my belly, making slow circular motions with her hand. My body instantly goes limp as I fall into a state of pure bliss. With her finger she slowly traces down my side, at first heading towards the base of my wing. Just before she reaches the joint she grins and pulls her finger down along my side. I let out a moan at her sudden cruelty, followed by a pleading whimper.

“You’re a good girl, aren’t you Lavender?”

I nod frantically.

“Can you be a good pony and be patient? I promise you’ll enjoy this”

She punctuates the statement by booping my nose.

I nod, I guess this is what I signed up for.

>>29626591
She continues to trace a line down my side until she gets to my flank. She begins to make loops over where my cutiemark will come in, that point proves to be particularly sensitive. After making a few circles on my flank she begins to slowly pull her finger away, not all at once though, she would draw a circle and then pull back so she was just grazing my fur. It succeeded in getting of me to rock my hind quarters back and forth in an attempt to maintain contact. Exhilaration shoots through me as my owner finally gives me reprieve and rapidly scratches my flank.
With her other hand she reaches up and begins to scratch my chest as well. My mind is quickly over run by the sensation. It’s different than having my belly rubbed or being petted, those where both peaceful and calming, this is a rush. My breathing speeds up, along with my heart rate, after a few moments she stops and lets me catch my breath.

“How was that girl, did you have fun?”

I slowly nod at her as I recover. That was the best experience I’ve had in my life, and I’d like to pass it on to her.

I begin to scoot myself closer to her, maneuvering my head down into her crotch. It’s risky, she hasn’t been to clear on whether she wants a sexual relationship with me. Any second she’s going to realize what I’m doing, I’m expecting her to either welcome my advance or reject it, hopefully without thinking less of me.

I start as she suddenly giggles and wraps her arms around me. I open my mouth and stick out my tongue, expecting her to shove my muzzle in between her legs. To my surprise she lifts me up and presses my tongue against the side of her face. Confused but unwilling to disappoint I lick her cheek and give her an inquisitive look.

>>29626595
“You’re a silly girl aren’t you? Sweet, but silly.”

She gives me a kiss on the forehead before continuing.

“You wanted to repay me didn’t you? You really are a sweetie, but I’m not interested, OK”

“Neigh~”

I give a disappointed nod. It makes me feel just a little useless.

“Don’t be sad Lavender, it makes me happy just to hold you”

She pulls me tight against her and I begin to nuzzle her neck. As I begin to fold my wings up against my sides she places a hand under one of them and chuckles.

“Did I say you could close these? We’re not done yet Lavender.”

She carefully pulls my wings back out and begins to preen my fathers. Once she’s satisfied with the state of my wings she places a finger at the base of each one and slowly draws a line down the leading edge until she reaches the tips. Returning her hands to the joints connecting my wings to my body she gently squeezes the extremity between her index finger and thumb before pulling her hands along my wings, by the time she reaches the end it’s all I can think about.

She rouses me from my rapture by vigorously rubbing the sides of my head. Apparently I had slumped over on top of her without realizing it. How long has it been? When we got up the sun was high on the wall, now it looks like it’s getting close to noon.

“Come on Lavender, we can’t spend all day in bed”

I climb off of her and jump to the floor. I’m hit with an epiphany: what am I supposed to do when I go into heat.

>>29626601
That's it for now, I'll try to wright more tomorrow.

>>29626601
Lavender, owner is not for sexual. That's awkward.

>>29626745
She will be.

>>29626015
I want to be the strong independent pegasus mare who don't need need no human.

>>29626601
Nice. Do these ponies have heat?

I wish to be turned into the little pony (either gender) by a hidden Pon-E pill while drunk.

>>29626988
I don't think that will fly with your owner.

>tfw you will never be the happy horsey

>>29627166
Carlos, get the fuck out of here unless you are the little filly.

>>29626601
He actually did it the madman. Nice.
>>29627135
>when I go into heat.
No. They don't.

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>>29627156
Good luck, Anon.

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>>29627184
You might become a sad horsey.