>I was told by my caretakers that before I was born my father passed away after a lengthy battle with lung cancer, and that my mother had an extremely difficult delivery and died just one day after I was born
>Even though I never knew my parents, I miss them with all my heart
>I never got to know their voices, their lullabys, their touch, or their love
>I grew up in the supervision of a foster home, with many other fillies my age, sometimes they would pick on me, and hurt my feelings
>The caretakers would not offer much support, as they seemed not to understand what was happening
>The only comfort I found in my empty life, was Anonymous
>His suits brought joy to my days, and his greentexts brought entertainment and education to my life
>On the day of my 12th birthday, I woke up, wrote down a few sentences worth of greentext in my diary, and walked downstairs
>The other fillies gathered around to mock me as usual, they pointed hooves, mocking me for the fact that I had no friends outside of the orphanage to come to my birthday party
>"You don't have any friends", began one of my bullies, "other than Anon of course"
>The fillies laughed
>"Even an idiot like you should know that Anon is a faggot"
>I didn't eat cake, play games, or laugh with my pals
>I simply went upstairs to my room, and wrote in my diary
>"May 18th" I wrote in the corner of the page
>"I've been surrounded by people all day, but I've never felt more alone"
>I put the pen down, and closed the diary
>I took a deep breath, and was surprised to find my lungs filling with the scent of
>Mountain dew
>I heard a soft, fatherly voice from the window of my room
>"You are never alone", said the voice", "not now and not ever"
>I turned my head and saw bright light coming from the outside, brighter than I had ever seen before
>"Ano-Anonymous?", I whispered, "is that you?"
>"Yeah it is, I'm here for your birthday purplesmart"
>My heart rose, a smile crossed my face
>"Really? Thank you Anonymous, this is the happiest day of my life", I told him, elated
>"Come with me, your present's downstairs"
>I crawled over to him, let him pick me up, put my wings around his shoulders, and he walked down the stairs
>The fillies all looked at Anonymous and I as we entered the room
>What could the present be, I wondered, I was so excited
>Anonymous winked at me, before crouching, softly putting me down, and standing back up
>He put his arms out, like an airplane
>He began a cold sprint towards the fillies, and allowed his arms to clothesline every single one of them
>I could hear the snapping of necks, and the satisfying wheezes of the air being knocked out of the fillies
>Anonymous smiled, and picked up the surviving fillies by their manes, until he had them all in his grasp
>With his free hand, he unbuttoned his pants, and let his thick, unwashed cock spring into the crisp air
>With one swing, he threw them all onto the ground, and fucked them until he finished, one by one as they bled out or their lungs collapsed, with a torrent of steaming cheese whiz
>No words were exchanged between Anonymous and I, my body writhing with desire seemed to read his mind
>He looked me in the eye and within an instant I knew what I had to do
>I give into my basic primal urges and move towards him
>Grunting and leaning down, I drop my front legs to the floor, bury my face in them, present my purple cheeks to the human, and let him fill me
>Inch by inch I was claimed, I bit my lip and began to cry, as pain, pleasure, and love consumed my soul
>Soon Anonymous filled my untouched insides with another flash flood of musky fluid
>He slipped me off his cock, and carried me to bed
>I was exhausted, but satisfied
>Anonymous tucked me in, kissed my forehead, and headed for the window
>"Wait, Anonymous", I said, "stay with me, please, I want you to be my daddy"
>Anonymous chucked and smiled
>"I am your father sparkle ass, for all who truly appreciate my green texts, are my children"
>"You will see me again someday, when you truly need me, I'll be there"
>I smile brighter than I ever have before
>Anonymous winked, before shouting "scruffy is a faggot" and disappearing into the crisp and dark night air
>I close my eyes, as I think of my last thought before drifting to peaceful sleep
"Anonymous is love"
"Anonymous is life"
>>29760868
It's for masterpieces like this that I keep coming back to /mlp/
Fuck, that was beautiful.
>>29760868
This never gets old, beautiful
damn
it
it's .. beautiful
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>>29760885
Absolute fucking masterpiece OP
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this is wonderful op