Ponies Aroused by Anon's Physique

>>29892600
>/fit/ anon
Ohhh yess

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dumping what i have saved inc ase some based writefag gains some inspiration to make something new

>>29892600
Its been ages since ive last seen this thread

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forgot to mention that the main joke is usually that pones are attracted to anon and hes oblivious about it.

>>29892652
OP here, when this thread 500, it's gonna be "Ponies Aroused by Anon's Physique 2"

Prev:>>25879304

>ITT: lard-leaking fatasses pretending to be /fit/

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>>29892714

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>>29892714
here

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>>29892600
Oh

It's back

Tell me again why this couldn't just be posted in AiE, Flutterblah, or Reversed Blah Blah Blah

>>29892850
Because it tickles your autism

>>29892850
Because i'm /fit/ not a fat ass moron.

>>29892850
Sure, have another (You)
Pull your bottom lip up over your head, and swallow.

>>29893005
>implying

>>29893133
So this is what you want to do?
>implying implying implying

>>29893350
>spike walking

>>29893105
>>29893133
>>29893143
>>29893151
Fuckity-bye.

>>29893350
>turns out the heaviest thing around is ponies and even they weigh pretty much nothing so you have to carry half the village on your back to get a good workout.

>>29893443
that anon is straight up bearmode

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Do you even lift?

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https://youtu.be/7YvAYIJSSZY

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Someone will ree.

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>>29893501
He can keep her, I have a real waifu now.

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>>29893501

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>>29893587
>see deer(s) in one of the comix
>wonder if the board will generate any lewd doe greens
>get gay bramble greens instead
wasn't even mad

Well this thread died quickly from lack of content. Anyone want to try knocking together some new shit?

>>29893596
truly the best outcome.

We need writerfags.

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>>29893745
When you're on a holiday~
You can't find the words to say~
>"91! You're close breh."
>Thanks brain!
All the things that come to you~
>92
>93
>94
>95
And…
>96
I…
>97
Wanna…
>98
Feel it…
>99
TOO!
>"100! You make it faggot!"
HIP HIP MOTHERFUCKERS
>You are Anon The Pusseh Punisher
>Or just Anon
>Most people call you Anon
>…
>Fucking assholes.
>And you need to stop screaming in the morning
>…
>Neh.
>Finally you do 100 push-ups in a row
>And you're the happiest man in the ear-
>…
>The Sound of Silence.mp3
>Think in another shit Anon…
>Don't bring back the painful memories…
>"Do you remember 4chan?"
>N-No
>"Fatass"
>"All the beautiful moments?"
>"All the fucks you give?
>"The Lunalicious thread?
>"You can't forgot that right?
>SHUT UP!!!
>…
>Anyway!
>You get up and go to the shower
>You need to stay clean
>Today is gonna be a good day.
Let's go to the gym!
>"Hell yeah!"

>be Golden Hilt
>new recruit in the Equestrian royal guard!
>be so damned nervous you feel like your hooves are going to buckle out just from the shaking
>Princess Celestia has seen fit to issue a more battle ready battalion due to the recent rise in threats
>with a new battalion comes a new captain
>the reason for your current state of internal panic
>The princess actually managed to get one of the hu-manes to assist the guard rather than just galavanting about slaying anything monsterlike
>you've seen him before, he was the one that pinned a dragon midflight above Canterlot
>and as he stands before the new battalion today, your just thankful that your in the back
>in all honesty, your nervousness isn't so much about fear like the other recruits
>rather it-
"ALRIGHT MARES!"
"No more time for lolygagin, from this point on I am your captain! And I will mold you into an UNSTOPPABLE fighting force!"
"Behold the body of the warrior that you will one day become!"
>and there it goes
>in one swoop of his arm he tears away his chest piece, revealing the sculpted body beneath
>the pre you just shot could've blinded somepony you winked so hard
>dear Celestia help you...

>>29892850
I'm still in the army you fuckhead

>>29892600
Welcome back

>>29894384
Wow, they take autistic faggots now?

Tell me that's not our tax dollars at work

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>>29892803
Best use of that picture so far

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>>29894701
Here's fixed version, no manlets allowed.

>>29895374
thats gold

>>29893501
>ree worthy material
>someone will ree
Yeah no shit eqg homo

>>29895374
>Crossfit.png

>>29896854
that pones expression is perfect

I can't believe it's back. How long has it been?

>>29897010
Long enough, I'd say.

Ayyyyy

>>29897010
5 million posts or so.

>>29893005
Yeah, I wish MY kid was just as good as you, but instead he's just stuck on that computer of his all day.

>>29896371
Thank you for your stereotypical response. Go soak your head.

>>29892652
>10 mile run
so you want to get even smaller than you are now?

>>29896854
SOMEONE WRITE THIS PLEASE!

>>29893526
>Real
>When she's not even canon

>>29896854
And that kids is why there are protesters outside my house demanding my "corrupting presence" be sent back to tartarus with the other incubus.

>>29895374
its shit that im going to have to edit out dash to pist this one on fit.

>>29898130
Put a black box over here and write on it definitely not porno.

>>29895289
They've always taken autistic faggots. Who else do you think would fill the ranks and take pride in it? Sensible people?

>>29898093
Cardio meme isn't true. Neither is the crossfit one.
They both are amazing for cutting.

>>29898183
yes, crossfit is amazing up until the point you are paralyzed. Actually, no, its not, its a combination of the most retarded exercises in the world done poorly by people who dont know how to do it under the supervision of retards.

>>29892600
First time seeing this. My god this is amazing.

Thank you.

>>29898321
That's what most crossfit boxes do, they charge you up the ass for tickets to snap city. Bad form is the norm.

>>29898321
>DON'T DO EXERCISES YOU'RE NOT READY TO DO.
but thats the whole point of crossfit, you get some random 'workout of the day' that some retards thought up, so no one at your crossfit box knows how to do it and cant instruct you, youve never done it before, and yet you have to do it. If you dont want to waste the day, you have to do it with relatively heavy weights, plus you usually do it for time, which is a one way ticket to snap city.

Anyone who has made any gains on crossfit has done so by ignoring the actual crossfit part, and just doing a normal lifting routine at the box, then claim its crossfit because its cool to do crossfit now.

>>29898356
so your saying the good crossfit instructors, dont follow the rules of crossfit?

good to know.

>>29898491
>#NotAllBoxes

>>29898491
Different anon. There is a right way to do cross fit, but there is no quality assurance when it comes to trainers. The criteria is anyone with a 6 pack or a semi-fit 20 something.

>>29896854
Writerfags please!

>>29896854
It's impossible to gauge what she's thinking, as usual!!

>>29892600
>done reading pastebin
This is shockingly well written, and more than that, astonishingly well researched. I honestly was expecting something half-hearted and then I find this. I cannot say just how impressed I am and how much I look forward, avidly in fact, to the next chapter. As for time between updates, quality is ever better than quantity. Almost nobody on this site seems to understand this, and if you manage to keep this up, well, suffice to say I shall be very impressed indeed.
Until next time, kindest regards,

That Asian guy

>>29899999
T-thank you

>>29899999
checked.

who?

>>29900262
Diskotek and RiggyRag, ladesko, Lap.

You are forced to post a sign in your gym, at eye-level for your equine visitors:

"Please don't leave puddles."

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>>29900343
"I got it! I fucking got it! Run like fuck! Go go go!"
>"A-Anon, slow down!"
>The image of Anon, going at a dead sprint across the ponyville
>Kyaa...

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>>29900343
"I dunno Pinkie. I mean, I kind of train alone most of the time. I don't know if I have the expertise to train someone else..."
>Your excuse ridden stammering is halted as you make the rookie mistake of looking into Pinkie's big sappy baby blues.
>She doesn't even try to conceal her disappointment, and her pouting is nearly unbearable.
>You scratch the back of your neck, slowly realizing the awkward silence you're currently in.
"What I mean to say is... I..." you stutter.
>Pinkie lightly tilts her head to the side with that same puppy dog look.
>You sigh.
>You can't win this one. It doesn't help that ponies are so small to you, it makes their adorable expressions twice as hard to resist.
"I... can find some time to train you. But you gotta work hard!" you let out, trying to scramble together what little authority you still have over this persuasive pink pony.
>Immediately Pinkie's face lights up with a combination of pure joy and smug satisfaction. She knew that pout would work.
>"Oh thank you Nonny! I knew I could count on you!" she says with a small hop.
>You smile at her response. Making Pinkie happy always makes you happy.
>It's one of the few things you know about yourself that helps you sleep at night.
>If another being's joy makes you happy, maybe you really are a good person.
>If there's any pony that reminds you of that frequently, it's Pinkie.
>"OKIDOKILOKI! I am ready to rock Nonny!" Pinkie shouts with great enthusiasm.
>You look back down at her in awe. In the few seconds you looked away Pinkie has put on full workout gear.
>She has bunned up her mane, put on a head band and wrist warmers, and even a yellow tank top.
>You really don't understand clothing on these normally naked beasts, but you've learned not to question the pink one.
>It always raises more questions.
>Always.
"Woah, Pinkie, I didn't say I had time now!" you respond quickly.

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>>29901339
>Pinkie tilts her head once again.
>"I'm sorry Mr. Busybody! What are you up to now?" she inquires with a light inflection.
>You inhale to answer but catch yourself.
>You were about to go workout, and you'd prefer you didn't need to bring Pinkie along.
>Not that you don't like Pinkie, you just have a pretty intense routine at this point. It's several hours of hard cardio combined with an asslode of body weight exercises.
>You miss the days when you could lift actual iron, but all the weights they have around here are scaled down to manageable pony sizes.
>In the end, it's better to just go the extreme endurance route and do more each set rather than try to figure out the lifting situation here.
>And it works! Your body has transformed over the last few years into a sculpted beast! If your doughy butt from three years ago could see you now!
>But it comes at a big price. Your workouts are intense and take forever. You really don't want to scale back your workout if Pinkie comes along.
>And yet, if you try to lie your way out Pinkie will see right through you.
>She's got a sixth sense about that kind of stuff.
>You sigh.
>Well, if she wants to work hard, then you're gonna make her work hard. You're not going to compromise your workout for Pinkie's sake!
"I'm... about to workout actually." you say flatly.
>She squints her eyes.
"You can come, of course..." you mumble.
>She grins widely again
>"YAY! Lead the way Nonny!" she says joyously.
>You turn to face down the road out of Ponyville as the hot summer sun bakes into your skin.
"I hope you're ready Ponk." you say mischievously.
>Pinkie skips a little.
>"I'm alway ready Nonn-"
>Halfway through her statement you gun it past her.
>Your workout always starts with a tempo run for 8 miles at a steady 6 minute mile.
>Gets the blood pumping, the legs warmed up, and the sweat dripping.
>If Pinkie doesn't keep up that is her business, you told her she had to work it.

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>>29901586
>You throw a quick glance over your shoulder as you head to the edge of town.
>Pinkie hasn't rounded the corner yet, and you don't anticipate for her to until you're a distant dot.
>You're not trying to dodge on Pinkie, but you're definitely trying to let her know what she's getting into.
>You snicker childishly to yourself as you think back to her face right as you blasted past her. pic related
>Mid-sentence she had no time to prep, there was nothing she could do.
>Your feet slam against the ground as you approach the open field near Sweet Apple Acres.
>The field lasts a little while before you reach the hiking trail you always run on.
>It's hilly, but has relatively few rocks to sprain an ankle on. And at a cool 7 miles to complete a full loop of it, it fits right into your workout.
>As your footsteps become more muffled by the grass of the field your sense begin to slightly sharpen with the increased heart rate.
>It's only now that you start to hear an oddly rhythmic thumping faintly behind you.
>Curiosity taking over, you peer over your shoulder one more time.
>Your eyes widen and you nearly miss a step as you're hit with the realization of what that thumping is.
>Pinkie wears a determined look on her face as she blasts down the trail and enters the field.
>Her expression is happy, but hardened. You can tell she is working hard.
>What makes you feel uneasy, however, is her pace. She is most definitely out running you at the moment.
>Her pace is incredible; it's like she barely touches the ground at all.
>And like a small pink torpedo drilling through the grass, she is gaining on you in a serious way.
>If your tempo was akin to a quick salsa before, now it's more like speed metal.
>Your heart beat quickens as your tempo skyrockets.
>You're not sure how many minutes a mile you're going, but it must be sub 5:15 at this point.
>And the scary part is, Pinkie is keeping up.

burp

>>29902322
>implying ponies cant be aroused by manly belches

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>>29901698

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>>29892600
Hory shet. Last one of these I saw was #14 back in May of 2015.

>>29901698
i need more fit pie

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>>29903600

>>29903783
Damn it, made me laugh

>>29901698
That very good~

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>>29901760
>>29903600
>>29904435
Thank you! I will be writing more later tonight. Stay tuned.

>>29902870
It was this thread back in November of 2015 that gave me my start as a writefriend. A few novels worth of writing later, I still come back to pay my respects. The theme never gets old.

That picture brings back a lot of nostalgia, even if it looks pretty wonky.

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How fucking pathetic am I this thread actually motivated me to finish my lifting today instead of stopping half way?

between this and /fit/s fat hate threads i might just make it.

>>29905092
do it for her

>>29905092
Full discloser, I only got serious about lifting and running because of this thread.
This is a good place.

>>29903783
>mfw you even lost a pie

>>29905285
>Yfw you have no face

>>29905295
>mfw you have question mask

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>>29905299
Sometimes that's enough.

>>29905299
>mfw when my name is john and I wake up to the smell of fresh pussy every single day

>>29905308
you should take a shower ^:)

>>29905308
You are too old to still sleep with your mom john

>>29892838
>'drawing hands sucks..'
>'OH I KNOW, let's put a bubble over it! I'm a genius!'
STOP BEING LAZY

>>29905382
hands a shit

>>29905399
I know anon, I was mostly projecting.

>>29901698
Fucking love it.
>>29904735
Keep it up writer.

>>29905329
>>29905343
I want newfag redditors to leave.

>>29893501
reminder that ponies being aroused by human is semi-canon

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>>29896854
I guess you could say he's horny.

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>>29894277
>Pinned a dragon midair
wait a second...you mean this guy?

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With love from the Thingpone thread...

>>29901698
Moar

>>29895461
Who the fuck drew this?

something is really upsetting me about anons ass.

I cant tell if its because its drawn like shit, or im my mind is struggling to understand it because I want to fuck anons ass now.

>>29906886
it's less defined and more feminine than the rest of him.

>>29905503
>being this ass blasted

>>29906886
>upsetting me about anons ass.
I have the SAME ass anon.

>>29905305
sause?

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>>29904735
Alright, I'm sitting down to write for an hour before I need to go out. I'll try to get some updates out now, then a few later.

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>>29907015
Love you t-too.

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>>29907030
Love you Anon <3

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>>29901698
>You push yourself to stay ahead of Pinkie, but she doesn't make it easy.
>She manages to crawl up to a few yards behind you, and she doesn't show any sign of letting up.
>For awhile your attention is so caught up by the pony on a hot pursuit that you barely notice how far you're going.
>Your legs start to burn as you reach mile 5. You passed the halfway point of the trail a few minutes ago.
>Time flies when you're running seemingly for your life.
>You almost forget that Pinkie is a tiny equine, which makes this even more incredible.
>Doesn't she sit around and eat pastries all day?
>Where the hell does this girl find the time to train enough that she can run at a sub 6 minute tempo?
>Your lungs begin to reject your life's decisions, and it appears they are convincing your legs to do the same.
>This is the fastest tempo run you've ever stuck to.
>You're not even sure how fast you've been going at this point.
>After what feels like an eternity you break the treeline once more, spitting you back out onto the field you started in.
>You slow your pace gradually before finally coming to a stop and bending over.
>You struggle to recapture your breath after a push like that.
>It's a good thing to exhaust yourself, of course. You can't improve if you don't challenge yourself.
>You just didn't think the motivation would come from Pinkie.
>Speaking of which.
>"Wow Nonny! That was fun! I've never gone on that trail before!" she says in a cheerful voice.
>She skips by you gleefully.
>You can't help but let your jaw hang open a bit.
>She isn't even out of breath. It's obvious that she's sweating, but she seems fine otherwise.
>There must be something in the water. You knew horses were cardio beasts, but humans are supposed to the kings of running long distance.
>Especially at a rate like that.
>AND HER LEGS ARE SO SHORT.
"Haah.. haaah... how?" you gasp
>Pinkie smiles widely
>"How what Nonny? I worked hard like you told me to! Hee hee~" she giggles

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>>29907134
>You take a seat on the ground and stretch your legs before continuing your interrogation.
"There's no way this is your first time training..." you say while cracking your neck.
>Pinkie stands on her hind legs and stretches her back.
>"Of course not silly! You think those rock will break themselves back on the farm?" she says with a small wink.
>You inhale to respond before a wave of clarity washes over you.
>That's right, you've heard about that before.
>She used to split rocks with her bare hands... hooves. Of course she's strong!
>But being strong and being fast are two different things.
"I don't imagine that the rocks made you chase them like you chased me. Last time I checked rocks were sedimentary- erm, sedentary." you say, stumbling over your words.
>Pinkie suddenly takes a seat, her fluffy mane flipping over her face as she does.
>After a second she starts to stretch her hind legs.
>"Oh, well um.." she says, starting to twirl her mane with her hoof, "What's the point in being strong if you can't run fast too?"
>You nod automatically.
>It's the exact same philosophy you follow in your training. Being a human means having a hard time finding important work. Physical work is the easiest to find, so you do that.
>And since you were working your arms and legs lifting and pushing, you figured you might as well become fast as well. Be well rounded.
>At first it was just a hobby, but in recent months you've really made it your life.
>You barely have any fat left on your body, and you don't even miss the junk food of your past.
>And without anyone to be attracted to your Adonis body, you feel secure knowing that these gains are all practical! No vanity at all.
>Well maybe a little vanity. You do like doing Johnny Bravo impressions in the bathroom mirror in the morning.
"I can respect that... how long have you been training?" you ask innocently.
>Pinkie flashes a small embarrassed smirk before answering.
>"Oh, I dunno Nonny! I d-didn't keep track."

>>29907217
diggin' it, bro

fits well with the fact she can run incredibly fast in the show, too

>>29892600
I want a Nonny Bravo part 2.

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>>29907217
Perfect!

>>29907917
OP here.

Thank for info. When this thread go 500.

Add this pastebin too.

Nonny Bravo in Equestria
https://pastebin.com/AxzjsANK

Love and Powerlifting by Lap
https://pastebin.com/dceXJBTF Part 1
https://pastebin.com/kRYQdCWT Part 2

Anon of Olympia by ForestGuardian
https://pastebin.com/bE32yUhX

>>29901339
Is this a continuation of something or

>"29900343" Is dead
What the fuck?

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>>29907730
>>29908030
Thanks Anons! I really appreciate it. Feedback helps me feel out where I'm going with a story.

>>29908097
Originally it was a short 3 lines of green text of Pinkie asking Anon if he would train her.
Unfortunately as >>29908123 pointed out, the poor sod appears to have been deleted.
I hope they are okay!

I'm back from going out and I'll be writing for a little while.

>>29908286
I'm confused as fuck now, am I missing something from the story that was posted or what? Is there an entire chunk of story that was deleted?

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>>29908297
I'm sorry, I must have misunderstood what you were asking.

None of the story is missing, just basically the prompt. The prompt was along the lines of:

>"Hey N-Nonny, you sure are a tough cookie, huh?"
>"Would you mind, maybe, being my personal trainer?"
>"If it's okay with you of course."

That's it, other than that nothing is missing. I kind of started off the cuff, I like doing that from time to time.

But just to be clear, >>29901339 is the beginning of the story.

>>29908319
Oh okay, thanks.

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>>29907217
>Pinkie fidgets as she responds, finally returning all her hooves to the ground after an intense stretching session.
>You hop to your feet and adjust your shoes a bit.
>As you fix the sole of your sneaker you start to chuckle.
>Here you thought that you were going to work Pinkie to death, and she'd be playing catch up the whole time.
>Instead she ran you down like a damn predator.
>M. Night Shammyalammy wouldn't have been able to predict such a turn of events.
>Still, now your fear has subsided and an intense curiosity has taken over.
>You were always under the impression that, of all the ponies you hang out with Pinkie would rank pretty average when it comes to fitness.
>But after that display she would definitely beat Applejack by a long shot, and even give Rainbow Dash a run for her money.
>How could this tiny beam of pink joy beat out an athlete and tree-bucking farmer?
"Well, are you ready to move on Ponk?" you ask her playfully.
>She grins widely
>"Yessir Mr. Trainer sir!" she says with a small salute that makes her mane bob happily.
>You grin nervously.
>What the heck can you even teach her?
>You lead her to a spot where the grass is shortest. A lot of foals come out to play in this part of the field, so the town plows it extra short.
>Perfect for push ups and core exercise. Extra plush.
>Pinkie inhales deeply.
>"Ahhhhh~ I love the smell of cut grass, don't you Nonny?" she chirps cheerfully
>Your smile widens.
"Of course! Nothing smells quite as good as freshly cut grass on a hot summer day!"
>You get into push up position and Pinkie obediently follows without missing a beat.
>"Hmmm, what about a hot summer rain though? That smells pretty good too!" she says as she lowers herself with you for the first pushup.
>She continues the conversation without a bit of pause. She's clearly done a lot of push ups in the past.
>What kind of exercise do you need to do to break boulders, you wonder.
"That too! What about... a charcoal grill?" you ask

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>>29908430
Pank as a hidden /fit/izen makes a surprising amount of sense. It's also hot as hell.

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>>29908430
>She smiles as she lowers herself for another push up. By now the two of you have reached 10.
>"That's a good one! Or a bonfire!" she responds happily.
"Oh yeah, especially when your shirt or flannel smells like it the next day! How about sunflowers?"
>"Dandelions!"
"That fresh mulch smell!"
>"That weird smell that rivers and streams have in the woods? You know? It's like wet leaves in the fall but somehow summery? Leafish? Watery? Watery Leaves?" she says rapidly.
>You nod.
"I totally get you. What even IS that smell?"
>"I dunno Nonny! Maybe we should ask Twilight about it. She knows everything!"
>You don't know about that. You had to explain to her the concept of fingers once or twice.
"Maybe... The smell of dew in the morning?"
>"Or the ocean on those really cool nights on the beach!"
"The ones where you need a sweatshirt but can still wear shorts?"
>Pinkie looks a little confused.
>"I get the sweatshirt, but why the shorts?"
"Not all of us... can run around... naked..." you say, suddenly hit by heavier breathing.
>You were so caught up in vibing with Pinkie's conversation that you didn't realize how much the two of you sped up.
>You are doing more than one a second, and she was keeping pace right along with you.
>Her face starts to show signs of exhaustion, just as yours is.
>"I like... shorts... on you..." she says tiredly.
>Her eyes widen for a second as she processes what her tired lips said.
>"N-Not in that way! I mean, you're the only one around here that wears shorts so, I mean, I like it when you wear shorts!"
>She winces at her second statement.
>"I mean, I like shorts in general and I am glad to see them being worn."
>She inhales deeply to try to catch the breath she is wasting on her clarifications.
>"Soitreallydoesn'tmatterifyou'retheonewearingthembutyoudolookgoodinthemanyway." she says in one breath
>She flops to the ground without air in her lungs, deflating like a balloon.
>You stop as well, feeling the burn in your arms and chest.

>>29908565
The whole conversation about anon and ponk's favorite smells is cute and really well written. And a seamless transition to the "Aroused by Anon's Physique" portion. You're really good at this.

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>>29908565
>You lie down a little, sweating like a pig with heavy breath.
>You can generally do around 75 push ups in a row at that rate, and it took you awhile to get there.
>But you're pretty sure you broke a hundred on that last one.
>That's one set of four you intend on doing before the day is out.
>You'll definitely be more careful for the next few sets though.
>Pinkie lies face down in the grass like she fell out of the sky.
>You crawl over to her and prod her side.
>She makes a cute little squeak as you do.
>Alright cool, she's alive.
>She lets out a groan muffled by the grass.
>Mostly alive.
>You put your hand on her back.
"Pinkie? You alright?"
>She groans back at you.
>You begin to shake her a little.
"Pinkie do you need me to get you some water? Pinkie? Pinkie? Bueller?" you say in a monotone voice.
>She giggles into the grass, still very exhausted.
>You finally push her onto her back. She flops over like a dead fish; her eyes are closed and her tongue sticks out in an exaggerated way.
>"I'mmm DEADDD" she says in a long grunt.
>Her little chest falls and rises as she continues to rest off the difficult set.
>You lean over her a little to block the sun from her face.
"Get up Pinkie~" you say in a sing-song way, "You wanted training, right?"
>She opens one eye and smirks.
>"Just gimme a short break coach! Can't do it all in one set!"
>You chuckle at being called coach.
>As laugh you watch as a drop of sweat falls from your nose to Pinkie's forehead.
>The two of you stop for a second as you both process it.
"Oh. Gross." you say without a second thought.
>You grab the bottom of the front of your t-shirt and use it as a sweat rag for Pinkie.
>As you rub Pinkie's forehead with the shirt you feel just how hot it is.
>It's a good thing you blocked out the sun for now because she is REALLY heated up.

>>29908565
My heart can't handle it.

MUST LIFT!

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>>29908655
I'm glad you like it Anon! I have a special place in my heart for this kind of thread. It's always filled with such wonderful people.
Like you!

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>>29908712
>You are Pinkie
>And you are as happy as you are sweaty!
>You have a lot of reasons to feel happy right now.
>Of course there's the normal things, like having such nice weather, and wearing such a cute tank top, and you saw Fluttershy earlier today! You waved but she didn't see you. That's okay though! You'll give her a hug next time you see her!
>Another reason would be how sore you already feel from working out today, and sore muscles are happy muscles because they get stronger!
>But most of all you are happy because your training with Anonymous is going super duper well!
>You stayed right on his non-existent tail the whole run, and then you just did enough push ups in a row to almost throw up your muffin from this morning!
>It's all going so well!
>Almost too well.
>Because Nonny's sweat on your forehead has given him the opportunity to totally paralyze you.
>You feel powerless as he grabs the bottom of his shirt and lift it up to your forehead, giving you a perfectly clear view of his bare body.
>His chest puffs out from just under where the shirt is creased. They are large, but completely firm. They are just big enough to lift his shirt off his body, but not enough to restrict movement.
>It flows into his core which is fully engaged as he leans over you to wipe your forehead. The mounds of his abdominal proudly hill and valley across his lower torso. They are as tight as a washboard with just enough fat over them that they don't look like an anatomy drawing, but still look defined as all heck.
>And all of this runs like a river down to the V leading into his shorts, tenderly hiding behind the elastic band around his waist.
>You feel a your mouth grow into a demented, anxious smile.
>This plays into your perversion far too hard.
>He puts his shirt back as soon as he pulled it off, thus ending the closest encounter you've ever had with Nonny's chiseled physique.
>Suddenly you think you're going to need to take a longer rest to get your heart rate down.

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>>29908833
Oh nice, got them double trouble dubs.

>>29908714
I love your reaction! WORK THOSE FEELINGS OUT BUDDY!


Okay y'all! I need to go to bed now!
I hope you enjoyed tonight's updates! I'll be sure to provide more tomorrow.

Tell me what you think! I'll see ya tomorrow!

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>>29902870
>heels off the floor
>knees past the toes

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>>29908865
I love it Shhhhhh.....see you tomorrow.

Pump this thread up harder than iron!

>>29909988
Ooooooooooo!!

>>29892644
>human music
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oDJ-DP31qAo

>>29909305
Sweaty rarity is sexy

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>>29908865
I think you need to get back to writing, slave. We never said you could take a break.

>>29908865
Thank you for writing for us, I've been enjoying it a lot so far.

>>29911341
>"Yes Rarity now go back LIFT THE FUCKING DUMBELL!"

>be anon
>your landlord asked you to move some stuff around
>sounds reasonable
>you begin with the smaller objects, carrying them inside
>when it comes to larger ones, you can't help but to take off your jacket off since it got way too hot
>you notice your pathetic arms bulge in a sad attempt to move a cupboard, but you also notice something else
>what you thought were just passerby were frozen in place, watching something
>slightly worried, you stop your work and look around
>holy shit, there is a literal crowd here
>an audible groan of disappointment echoes through the crowd, and you notice they were watching you
>you stand there awkwardly and still, keeping the entire lot in some deranged mexican standoff of staring
>you finally give in and return to you work, only to notice cameras coming in
>ponies start taking your work pictures, some cheering wildly
>older, mature ponies near you to stuff bits into your pants and t-shirt sleeves
>young ones are just throwing them out
>you notice that a massive majority of the crowd are mares, with an occasional stallion
>bewildered, you start tripping up in your work
>you feel like you're about to fall over and start shitting and farting

>>29912161
>heart beating and autism about to flare up, you work faster and harder, much to the joy of the crowd
>"anon! I'm myron." you hear someone say
>what the fuck
>you turn to see its rainbow dash behind you, floating gently as she drools like a dog in heat
"what"
>"I said, I'm myron." she repeats herself
"what"
>"I heard you saying it all the time, you humans change your name when you're admiring things right? What's a myron?" dash asks
>what is wrong with this town

>>29912171
>myron
>he didn't know what is myron

>>29912161
>>29912171
Kek.

>>29892600
>MM:http://pastebin.com/u/thegeman
For the love of god, if you make another OP take that off the list.
I made these, and these stories are incredibly difficult to stomach. I don't know what's more surprising, the fact that I thought they were good enough to publish, or the fact someone actually liked them.
Either way, it's not very good, so I'll eventually, hopefully, try to redeem myself.

>>29913019
No.

>>29913019
No.

>>29913109
>>29913110
Rood. Also wew.

>>29913019
>cant stomach your work others seem to like
congratulations, your an artist now.

>>29913253
Nah, but it's objectively bad.

Time to get pumped

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would you help turn chubby centaur celestia into fit centaur celestia?

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>>29916211
I know a fun way her and I could do cardio together. By that I mean fucking.
Actually I don't think that would actually do much for her. As a centaur or even regular pony Celestia, she probably doesn't move much during sex. Don't horses just kind of stand there and take it? I think they do. Regardless, the only way it could probably help her lose weight is if she does it instead of eating.

>>29908833
Awaiting more green nice double dubs

This was a nice thread. Why is it getting spammed by shrek cancer posting?

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Oh hey, this thing is alive again. Neat.

>>29917126
Because the /r9k/ faggots can't stand that /fit/ wants some of that horsepussy too.
Just ignore the dyel.

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>>29898130
>>29898150
I did a thing, is it good?

>>29917538
9/10
Should have put definitely not porno. That way people will reverse image search and find the poner.

>>29917538
>3.09MB
>is it good
no, it really isnt

>>29917616

I never compress shit when I'm working on it, and people always ree about quality whenever I edit things and it compresses badly

I did the hard part, feely free to compess it yourself nerd

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>>29917616
>>29917634
here, les than 100kb

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>>29917616
Now you're playing with pixels!

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>>29917929
>>29917897
>>29917616
I don't get it.

>>29918100
not everyone has uncapped FTL internet. you can view 300 of those pics using the same data / in the same time as >>29917538.

>>29917254
Fuck you. I'm from /r9k/ and I love this thread. /fit/ is almost as autistic as we are and I respect their dedication to lifts as long as they spurn normies

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>>29918113
well /fit/ is just r9k with (a bit of) muscles

>>29896854
>You're Zealous Soul, a missionary in the Celestial Witnesses
>To be honest, no one in the CWs really knows what Celestia Herself thinks about the whole thing, but your brothers and sisters in the faith understand that Celestia is the Way, the Truth and the Light
>Rumor (quashed) has it that she thinks it's actually quite hilarious; too many other ponies think you're all a bit annoying.
>It's fine, though, the Solar Paradise waits for you, complete with the Garden of Cake and rivers of wine and hard cider. And screw the scoffers, that's why Faust made Tartarus.
>You've learned of a strange, new creature who has recently made a home on the outskirts of Ponyville, Anon Y. Mous. A hyoo-mahn, he's called, from some other world or dimension or something.
>You'd asked a few questions at a local cafe about him. No one there knew very much about him, really, but you'd overheard a few whispers and some giggles from some of the mares. But you did get some directions.
>You've taken it upon yourself to share with the newcomer the Good News of Our Lady and Solar Savior, Princess Celestia, and if he is, as the mares said, the first and only one of his kind in Equestria, this will be quite a feather in your cap.
>You trot down the road toward his house humming an upbeat hymn to yourself. His house is larger than you'd expected, clearly scaled for a being much larger than the average pony. it's rough-hewn, but built with care and skill.
>You sit back and knock with a hoof on the front door, which towers over you. There's no answer. But you hear the a loud rythmic thudding behind the house, and after a moment, you decide to cautiously go to the back.
>You round the corner, and you see...

>>29918272
>He must be Anon the Hyoo-mahn. And you've never seen anything quite like him.
>The figure is tall, standing on its heavily muscled hind legs. it--no, HE--is bare to the waist, his lower half clad in belted denim pants that fit like a second skin. From the waist up his sculpted torso is bare, muscled and glistening with sweat in the bright sun.
>You watch as he carefully places a small log on the block with one muscled hand, and he reaches down and grips the handle of a woodcutter's axe. he lifts it and carefully swings it, and with a THUNK, the log falls into two pieces.
>You continue watching in wonder as he methodically, efficiently reduces the pile of seasoned oak into firewood, fascinated by the intricate play of muscles beneath his skin.
>And then the wind shifts, and your nostrils catch the scent. It's the smell of sweet citrus and woodsmoke combined with clean sweat and heavy musk and a delicate, alien, ineffable SOMETHING, something exotic and just a little predatory, and you feel your hind legs going weak.
>Suddenly you can barely stand, and oh sweet Celestia, your mind is flooded with a mental image of him standing behind you, those huge, strong, rough hands clutching your withers with brustal alien power as he pulls you toward...toward...
>"Ummm...can I help you, Miss?" Suddenly you realize he's staring at you with a bemused expression. Oh Celestia, how long have you been--"
>You fumble for your introduction. Oh sweet solar savior, your haunches are wet. Please please please don't let him have seen or smelled you..."H-hi, are you...you Anon? Anon Y. Mous, the H-h-hyoo-mahn?" you manage to stutter.
>"Yeah, I'm he," he says. He smiles, and it does things to that face, wonderful things. Why is he having this kind of effect on you? You've seen stallions before, even some damned good-looking ones, so why...? "So what can I do for you, ma'am?" he says politely.

>>29918281
>You feel your heart fluttering. Your face is flushed. Oh Luna's jiggly teats, he smells good enough to EAT. Another image swims unbidden into your mind of you doing just exactly that, and it's absolutely wonderful.
>You try to push it away, mostly successfully. For the moment. "I'm...ah, I'm with the Celestial Witnesses, and I was...was wondering if maybe you'd-like-to-talk-about-our-lady-and-savior-Celestia???" the last comes out in a single squeaky, breathless monologue, and it's all you can do to keep staring at his luminous, alien eyes and not his (oh Celestia) body. You pray that the wind shifts so his scent is away from you so you can think, even as another part of you hope that it doesn't.
>Please bright lady, save me from this unholy lust...
>The thought comes, unbidden, that you'd like to see if his taste is as good as that scent. You try to chase it away, and this time you fail.
>He smiles. "Well, I could use a break. Sure, why not? Feel like a lemonade? A cider? We'll talk over drinks." He steps into his house, and comes out a minute later with two glasses, filled with ice and what looks like lemonade. You barely care one way or another.
>He reaches down and you take one of the glasses, and your shivering hoof touches his hand.
>The feeling is electric. You can feel the relentless heat radiating from his body like a furnace, and you suddenly see him across your back, his breath in your ear and his heat baking into your grateful body, helpless before his might, gripping you tightly as he...as he...
>Your nostrils are flooded with his powerful scent. The world greys out in a haze of alien heat and musk
>With a squeak, you faint dead away.

>>29918272
>>29918285
THANK YOU!

>>29918285

I made this thing. This is a thing I made.

https://pastebin.com/PWbfC84g

>>29918299
You are very welcome. I am very drunk.

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>>29916686
>put her on a diet by keeping her so busy fucking she doesn't have time to overeat
hot

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>>29909305
Sorry I couldn't get back yesterday, I'll make up for it today <3

>>29911341
yes ma'am

>>29911711
I'm glad you're enjoying it! Thank you for reading!

>>29912161
>>29912171
Something about an uncomfortable and confused Anon always gets a chuckle out of me.

>>29913019
>greentext good enough to be published
I'm sorry, that really made me chuckle.
However I think I remember you MM, you were there way back iirc.

>>29916740
Coming soon! once I get out of work!

>>29917235
I love my O'hana

Okidoki! I am currently at work, but in a few hours I will be delivering grandiose greens to grace this thread with! Stay tuned!

>>29918304
This THING is GOLD!

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This thread is reminding me of pic related

its not hentai btw

>>29918285
Heh, noice

>>29918285
Love it my man.
>>29918387
Y-you too.

>>29918304
what do you guys use to view pastebins?

can you change the text color if you have an account?

>>29918772
You don't need a program.
Pastebin is always black.
You don't need an account to read but you need one to post.

>>29918782
but greens that arnt green are just text.

I need it in blue and green to find any enjoyment in reading it.

>>29918925
I don't know what to tell you other then. Repost I guess.
But that might be cancerous.

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>>29892644
Back in the day that was all you needed.

>>29918925
What I do is paste it all into word or notepad++ and change it to the green font. Then I screenshot it and change the background color of the image to that of the board. It's pretty easy.

>>29919351
still tedious.

when I get time im going to make a small program that you paste a pastebin link into, and it shows the text identical too how it is on here. (with the different skins maybe).

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>>29918308
Drunk scribbling is good scribbling.

>>29918387
>>greentext good enough to be published
Bad choice of words, but you know what I mean.
And yeah, I was around near the first threads, and I guess I just got overzealous.

>>29918772
I use the Stylish addon for Firefox to change the colors. There are a bunch of premade themes that you can download, or you can look into making one yourself.

>>29909290
>>knees past the toes
stfu manlet

>>29918387
>O'hana
AYO HOL' UP
I-Is my writefu a-alive?

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>>29920032
That's okay! Don't be so hard on your past self though, MM. If your stories are still bringing people joy then don't worry about it!

Remember, if you're embarrassed by your past self then that means you're improving. Be glad!

>>29919372
You should totally do it Anon! I'd download it, and I know a few others too. I love little programs like that.
Don't wait until you have time though, it might never come! Jot down some notes immediately on how you'd do it and when you're not working/studying hit the ground running! I believe in you!

Okidoki ladies and gentlemen, I'm now writing! I'm feelin' good today, let's see where this goes!

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>>29921039
W-What are you talking about?

>>29921039
Man, I remember when RiggyRigs the Rag was around, was good enough to be a writefag AND a drawfag. Then he kinda fell off the planet as far as I could find, damn shame.

>>29921122
OH DAMN DOCTOR QUADSAI

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>>29921122
I was hoping to stay under the radar for awhile longer but if you're popping up I gotta drop the fake name. How have you been?

I owe you a drawing and some green!

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>>29921146

>>29921146
I've been pretty great, playin' some /tg/ with bros, hanging out with puppers. Decided to visit /mlp/ after an absence and I find this thread is back, been lurking for the past 100ish posts now and felt I should tripfag for ol' time's sake.

How 'bout you Riggy, how's life treatin' ya? I think I remember seeing you update your DA a couple times half-recently.

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>>29921173
I'm glad you're back around Doc. You were one of the first people to give me some confidence on this site. I'm so happy life has been treating you well!

As for me, I'm graduating from college in two weeks. I'll finally be able to steer my life, more or less, and I can't wait to let the real world beat the tar out of me. It's going to be intense! But I have some loose ends on 4chan to take care of!

So I will be delivering that short greentext about the MLP cast in Smash 4, and the whole cast as Sm4sh characters. I never forgot ;)

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>>29908833
>You finish wiping Pinkie's brow and let your shirt fall back down.
>Pinkie looks at you with a flustered expression.
>Her shaky grin betrays her wide eyes.
>Is this what an exhausted Pinkie looks like?
>You smile absently.
>Even when she is tired her go-to expression is one of joy.
>Maybe you need more of Ponk's positivity in your life.
"You all good Panko?" you ask with a grin.
>After a blink or two she snaps back to attention, her smile becoming much more deliberate.
>"Y-yeah! Of course? Why wouldn't I be? I mean, there's no reason why I wouldn't be fine!" she says before giggling nervously.
>You really hope she had enough to eat before this because she's acting a bit light headed.
"You sound like those push ups took a lot out of you! Need to take a break?" you ask politely
>She shakes her head as her eye turn to a more intense expression.
>"Don't be silly Nonny! I can do those with my hooves tied behind my back!" she declares proudly.
>Before you can correct her fantastically incorrect logic she gets back into the push up position.
>"But if wittle Nonny-wonny needs a bweak we can take one~" she says in baby-talk.
>You grin at her rowdy attitude.
>The tips of your fingers dig into the earth as you get back into position.
>A decision has been made. You have made up your mind.
>You aren't going easy on her today, you're going to push her to the breaking point.
>The next couple sets go by without much incident. The sets maintain the same speeds but the conversations start to pick up pace.
>Conversations flow from one topic to the next without much pause, and it pulls your mind away from your aching muscles as you push past your initial 75 per set and climb up to 125 by the end of the 6th.
>Yet even with the extra reps and sets, she keeps up. It's very impressive actually, her muscles have a visible shake to them after 75, but she pushes on anyway.
>It's quite remarkable to you that such a small being can push themself so hard.

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>good old thread is back
>good oldfags coming out of hiding

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>>29921345
>You finally conclude the last set and stand again.
>Your heart generously pumps blood as you hop in place for a minute.
>Pinkie gets up with a bit of a wobble before trotting in place as well.
>You look down at her and smile.
"Oh honey I hope you're ready. That was just the appetizer!" you say stretching out your shoulder muscle.
>She cracks her neck and smiles right back.
>"I am EXTRA ready Nonny! The question is, are YOU ready?" she responds with her tongue out.
"Oh I am SO ready. I'm gonna make you SWEAT." you respond while running in place.
>"GOOD" she shouts excitedly, "I LOVE IT when you make me SWEAT!"
>You smile at her intense enthusiasm as she recoils.
>"THAT CAME OUT WRONG" she yells as well, unaware of her volume level.
>You look at her confused.
"So wait, you DON'T like when I make you sweat?" you say.
>Gettin' back at her for that 'Nonny-wonny' comment.
>"WELL, NO BUT, I, YA SEE, I, UH, ERM, EH," she continues to shout grasping at straws.
>You chuckle as she fumbles through her words.
>"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" she groans, giving up on her previous sentence.
>You laugh out loud at her frustration.
>You're surprised when she jumps to eye level and boops your nose.
>"Shush! Let's get moving!" she says as she hangs in midair for longer than you thought possible.
"Alright Ponk, let's get movin'!" you say as you begin a light jog back towards the treeline.
>Pinkie follows behind with little delay.
>As you arrive at the tree you're looking for you leap into the air.
>Your tough hands lock around the branch you were looking for and your shoulder and back become engaged as you immediately pull yourself up until the branch passes your chin.
>Without hesitation Pinkie slams into the branch next to you and begins to echo your motions.
>10 pull ups fly by in no time, and as you round the bend of 20 you start to feel the burn again.
>Pinkie doesn't flinch as she follows right behind you.
>With every exercise she gains more and more of your respect.

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>>29895289
>now
heh

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>>29921533
>The pull ups fly by and you reach your normal target of 35.
>But you didn't come here to do the bare minimum.
>Pinkie follows your lead as you continue to push yourself, and even as her gasps for air become deeper she doesn't give up.
>Between sets the conversation is replaced by labored breathing.
>The only thing exchanged between the two of you are cocky glances that shout, "Is that all you got?"
>After 60 second, however, it's back to the branch and the two of you go at it without an ounce of retreat.
>By the third set your arms felt like jelly, and you shook once you passed 25.
>But Pinkie's determination pushes you past your limits as you blow past your daily targets by a wide margin.
>After 5 sets you know you've reached your limit, and as Pinkie shakes wildly to get that last rep you know she is as well.
>And even if she isn't, you feel satisfied knowing you made her work today.
>Your feet hit the ground with a resounding thump as your back and shoulders get their first wave of soreness.
>You turn back to look at Pinkie.
>She shakes violently as she slowly pulls herself up.
>You changed your mind; she is definitely at her limit.
>As she finally gets her chin over the branch you put your hand on her back.
"Great job Pinkie! Got through that one like a champ!"
>She lets herself flop to the ground, scrambling on her hooves like a newborn deer.
>She giggles weakly as she spins around in an exhausted daze.
>Suddenly her legs give out and she starts to fall.
>You quickly grab her before she hits the ground.
>Holy shit
>She actually fainted.

>>29922282
Ughhhhhh

Oh boy,an oldie thread!
Y'know what else we should bring back?
Anonymous Sex Hotline

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>>29922282
>You are Pinkie
>And that last workout was more intense than anything you've ever done before.
>You start to come to as the foggy haze of unconsciousness lifts.
>As you enter back into reality your senses begin to come back into focus.
>That smell...
>A summer rain...
>You open your eyes as the heavenly sound of a hard summer's rain fills your ears.
>You're still at the treeline connecting the forest and field.
>The dense tree above you shelters you from the down pour.
>You're lying on your side with your head propped up.
>Something gently glides over your mane.
>You look up and realize that your head is actually resting on Anon's crossed leg.
>He stares out at the summer rain hitting the field, absently stroking your mane.
>You can smell his sweat, and your eyes dart across his still pumped body.
>You feel yourself blush as you adjust your body a little.
>Your squirming brings his attention to you, and he smiles softly.
>"Welcome back to the real world Ponk." he says gently.
>You stretch your legs out in front of you. They are beyond sore, and they feel ten times heavier.
>You don't like feeling heavy.
"What the heck happened Nonny?" you ask with a groggy voice.
>Anon looks back to the warm rain.
>"You passed out from dehydration. Your lips were super dry and you had stopped sweating."
>He looks down at you with a serious expression.
>"You shouldn't make yourself go that hard without water. You were on the verge of heatstroke Pinks!" he says in a concerned tone.
>You look away from him, staring at the rain as it drips from one of the tree's branches.
>"I gave you some water and cooled you down. You have been delirious for a little while." he says
>He sighs.
>"It's my fault too though, I should have realized that humans handle heat much better than fur covered ponies. And I get dehydrated at much slower rate too. I pushed you too hard."
>You shake your head feeling a blush coming on.
"N-No! I should've known better and junk!"

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>>29922422
>Nonny looks down at you again, then back to the weather.
>He leans back on his hands, using those thick arms of his.
>You squirm a little more.
>"Well... whatever. You'll live, so it's all good," he says with a sigh
>He chuckles to himself.
>"That's pretty much all we need to do today anyway. The weather isn't cooperating even if we wanted to do more."
>You let out a sharp sigh
>The warmth of Nonny's muscular thigh on your cheek brings you a sense of comfort you couldn't fathom before now.
>It feels safe, but not for your body. It makes your soul feel safe, like for once you can be sure you're in the right place.
>You subtly cuddle up to him a little more, being careful not to garner too much of his attention.
>He continues to comb through your mane, quietly bringing you bliss with each gentle stroke.
>The smell of summer on your nose.
>The feeling on Nonny's hand in your mane.
>And of course the pitter patters of the rain filling your ears.
>Everything inside you becomes still, your thoughts frozen in place as you take a moment to just exist in this beautiful moment.
>Using every fiber of your being...
>...just to exist.
>"So, what's the deal Pinkie?" Anon's voice cuts through the white noise.
"What do you mean Nonny?" you ask without opening your eyes.
>He takes a moment to form his thoughts.
>"Well, you stuck to my routine perfectly. Even a pretty active athlete would have trouble keeping up with it, and I've never even seen you working out."
>He scratches his chin.
>"I guess what I'm asking, is where did all this physical ability come from?" he asks softly.
>You feel yourself blushing.
"Well... ya see..." you begin, trying to figure out how to approach the question.
>You think to yourself for a moment.
"I started really training a year or so ago..." you say weakly, "And you just... didn't see me... cus I did it in.... private?"
>He looks down at you with an unconvinced expression.
>"In private?"
"Y-yeah... you know? In secret?" you stutter.

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>>29922515
>You look down at Pinkie Pie and raise an eyebrow.
"Why in secret? Who don't you want to know about you working out? The girls?" you interrogate further.
>Pinkie looks away from you again.
>"N-No the girls are fine, it's just..." her words fade away again.
>You comb your fingers through her mane again.
"You don't have to tell me. It's just you really gave me a run for my money today. I couldn't beat you outright in any of my exercises."
>You scratch the back of your head.
"I guess I'm just really surprised, ya know? I figured those particular exercises were meant more for humans..."
>Pinkie curls up in a little ball by your side, keeping her gaze far away from yours.
>"... it was from you." she says quietly.
>You look down at her again as she lets the words slip out between her lips.
"From me? Why me?" you say with a slight chuckle, playfully rubbing the top of her head.
>She squirms.
>"Well... I mean... um." she stammers.
>You stop rubbing her head and tap her on the shoulder.
"Hey." you say quietly.
>She turns her head and finally looks back at you.
>Her blue eyes are filled with worry, but relax as you smile reassuringly.
"Just tell me why, don't worry about it. I won't be mad." you say tenderly.
>"Mmm O-ok" she says quietly.
>She rolls onto her other side so that she can face you more easily.
>With a deep breath she speaks once more.
>"I used to watch you when you worked out." she finally says quietly.
>All the high energy enthusiasm has drained from her voice, and it has been replaced by a understated compassion that gives her simple words immense emotional weight.
>"I mean, a lot of mares watch you when you're exercising these days but... I used to watch when you first got started."
>She looks at the ground as she speaks, but a soft smirk builds on her face as she reminisces.
>"You were so cute and pudgy back then, kind of like me!" she giggles, "But you weren't happy back then..."

>>29922397
Oh lord, those were ridiculous. And with so many new characters to the show since then, there are so many more scenarios to play out.
>>29922631
>"But you weren't happy back then..."
Time for a feel trip

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>>29922631
>"So I watched you do all these super crazy exercises and get super tired out,"
>You keep your eyes trained on Pinkie as she continues to explain. You didn't anticipate such an in-depth answer.
>"And you didn't know it, but I rooted you on from a distance," she fidgets some more, "I would say, 'Keep at it Nonny! You've got what it takes! You'll make it if you try!' and watch you fall over and over again.
>You remember those days very well. Years ago when you first started this journey into extreme fitness, it was more than a struggle.
>With no humans around to coach you, it took a lot of effort and vague recollections of what people were doing in the gyms of the human world. You had to judge your own form and adapt. It took forever to nail down how to do things.
>"The more I watched the more I admired you, Nonny. We only spoke sparingly before then, but every time I watched you pull yourself off the ground I felt empowered myself. I felt like I was right there beside you for the whole thing."
>She closes her eyes.
>"But I wasn't. I was watching from a distance... and when I figured that out it made me feel all funny. Like I was missing something... like I wasn't where I should've been. It fell really icky." she says slowly.
>She draws a little circle in the sand with her hoof.
>"I knew you were having enough trouble on your own, and you wouldn't want me there weighing you down..."
>A wave of guilt hits you like a truck.
>"So I helped in little ways instead... "
>You look out to the rain again as she speaks.
>"Like filling up your water bottle while you were looking... and putting more ice in it. Or trimming the tree a little so the leaves wouldn't bother you while you tried to do pull ups and stuff..."
>You raise your eyebrows.
>That was her? You just thought you jumped up to that branch so many times that the leaves were all knocked off.
>"But you went from needing help to being totally amazing! I've seen anypony transform like that!"

>>29922746
>I've NEVER seen anypony transform like that.
I accidentally deleted a word like a little dumbo

>>29922757
i luv u bby

>>29893546
Any more like this of Anon teaching ponies how to exercise?

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>>29922746
>"You were so much happier around town after that, and ponies really seemed to notice. Especially all the mares who suddenly took an interest in your new physique and happiness. I was so happy for you Nonny!"
>She tightens up into a ball again.
>"And when I started watching you from a distance again, I realized I wasn't on my own anymore... I was just a face in the crowd admiring from a distance. And it didn't sit right with me..."
>She rolls violently to the other side with a huff.
>"I mean, I liked you before you became such a... big... attractive... muscle guy..." she struggles to find the words.
>She sticks her hooves out in front of her.
>"Those other mares didn't see you out there during the hardest parts! They didn't know all the work that went into getting strong like that in the first place!" she grumbles as she folds her forelegs, "And they certainly didn't give a dang before that."
>You smile at her kid-friendly swears as you let her speak uninterrupted.
>She sighs
>"Then I realized something really sad..." she says, her voice becoming more melancholy, "You didn't need my help anymore, and that little connection we had was gone. Just watching you from a distance wasn't special anymore, everypony was doing it!"
>She looks up at the rain.
>"The only way I could get close to you after that was to make a bond I knew nopony else could beat... I head to go out there and exercise with you. It meant so much to you, and I knew if I could prove to you I could keep up we could be besties and get super close!" she says with vigor, "So I decided then and there to start doing everything you did, then pushing myself so I could catch up!"
>She finally rolls back to look at you.
>"And after a long year and a half of secretly exercising right after you and nearly throwing up, I finally managed to catch up to you." she says calmly.
>She taps the tips of her hooves together.
>"And after a month of planning on it, I finally asked you to train with me."

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>>29922867
>You blink a few times as her story seems to wrap up.
>"I-I'm sorry, I went on a rant." she says with a blush.
"N-No worries Pinkie..." you say automatically.
>When you started prying you didn't think you were opening such a can of worms.
>You thought Applejack was supposed to be the honest one.
>Yet you can't help but feel a sense of joy tingle through your limbs and chest.
>Her kindness went entirely unnoticed by you, but how could you have guessed someone was filling your water bottle while you weren't looking?
>Then again, you do recall some seemingly bottomless bottles of water on some days back then.
>You thought you were just hallucinating from how exhausted you were.
>You take a deep breath as you meditate on all the things suddenly revealed to you.
>Pinkie pushed herself to become as strong as you just to set herself apart from the rest of the mares in town.
>Nobody has ever gone to such lengths just to make a connection with you.
>It's beyond flattering, it feels entirely undeserved. You've never done anything for Pinkie before. Come to think of it, you hardly think about the ponies in town either.
>Lately your focus has been on making enough money to get by and training yourself as until you collapse. It never struck you how few meaningful reactions you had with the ponies of town.
>Pinkie pursued your dream twice as hard as you, just to join you in something, to be part of something that made her feel connected to you.
>After all this, you choose your next words very carefully.
"Hey Pinkie?" you inquire her.
>Her ears twitch at the sound of your voice.
"Do you want to join me when I work out tomorrow?" you ask quietly.
>She turns to face you again.
>Her eyes are filled with a special kind of hope and glee that you haven't seen in far too long.

Kind of relevant for this thread:

Someone made a spectacular Johnny Bravo RGRE fic some time ago. Honestly one of the best things I've read on this board. Very similar in style to what's posted here

https://pastebin.com/AxzjsANK

>>29921025
t. Future snap citizen

>>29918304
hey, you're the birb thread guy

i like the things you make. good.

>>29922867

What a beautiful piece of work.

>>29921407

We're always here, somewhere.

>>29918772

I just use Firefox, and it does what I need it to do .

>>29919372

This is truly a capital idea.

>>29922732
It's official then~
Someone should get an Anonymous Sex Hotline thread going

>>29923017
Ay~
>>29922983
Fit and love

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>>29922983
>"Y-you mean it?" she asks with a bit squeak.
>You nod at her happily.
"Of course I do. Are you in?"
>She leans on your leg and brings herself up to your face.
>"YES! I'm in 100%" she says happily before flopping back down, her head more in your lap now.
>She snuggles into you greedily and gets comfortable.
>The rain comes down a bit harder for a little while.
>The two of you sit quietly letting the rain fill the silence.
>Pinkie breathes slowly into your crossed legs.
>Guess you have a gym buddy now.
>But the way Pinkie is acting makes you think she doesn't want it to stay platonic.
>You sigh with a smile.
>Well, she's already at your level of fitness. You don't mind at all.
>You could use her positivity in your life... maybe more than you realize.
>As you smile in the mist of the recent shower, the rain finally comes to an end.
>You sit a little while longer as the birds start to chirp before finally speaking up.
"Looks like the rain let up." you say quietly.
>"Mmm" she lazily responds in affirmation.
>You grin as she continues to rest in your lap.
"Well I for one need to take a shower. You want me to walk you back home?" you ask tenderly.
>"Well, you could do more than that..." she says in a tired tone
"What does that mean?"
>"I can't stand up Nonny. I've never done that many pull ups in my life." she says without opening her eyes.
>You laugh out loud while Pinkie giggles under her breath.
>With a delicate touch you pick Pinkie up in your arms and start walking her back to town.
>She snuggles into your chest and brings a burning to your cheeks.
"Next time, let's stick to the original routine."
>She doesn't respond, instead her slow breathing and light snores tells you how she's feeling..
>You hold Pinkie a little tighter.
>Nothing beats the smell of a summer rain.

>fin

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>>29923286
That was pretty feelgood my man.

>>29923017
>https://pastebin.com/AxzjsANK

Reading. And oh God, it's a work of art.

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>>29923286
And then the realization hits you where you know this will never actually happen to you

>>29923639
>Implying .
I have to deal with this bullshit weekly.
My body hurts from the creatine and water loss.

>>29923673
wot

I just lift 150 kg today.

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>>29892600
not another Anon-Will-Never-Measure-Up-to-Stallion-Cock thread

>>29923918
Lifting yourself doesn't count m8.

I literally cannot work out unless I'm actually getting shit done. Like chopping down trees and cutting up wood, tending an orchard, farming.

Which always leads to me getting horribly out of shape over the winter.

This thread made me want to give another go at getting into shape, and two quotes I found kinda stick with me.
"Man cannot remake himself without suffering, for he is both the marble and the sculptor."

“No man has the right to be an amateur in the matter of physical training. It is a shame for a man to grow old without seeing the beauty and strength of which his body is capable.”

>>29892850
Anons crave instant gratification. Browsing a thread for stories that pander to their specific interests is too taxing.

>>29907030
I know this picture. That straw is inserted into a penis.
That's my fetish.

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>>29924122
Not strictly about lifting, but this poem always motivates me, and it one of the ~5 poems I can actually recite from memory.

>>29923017
>Twilight nervously looks left and right, struggling as she too seems to have just had her whole life, her purpose, ripped away from her.
>"But... Friendship... But... I... I understand that it's a grand goal to work towards, but-"
"You will be the first mare after Luna to join our herd."
>"You can count on me Princess!" She salutes, pushing her tuft out in front of her.

Top kek.

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>>29923017
My sides are in orbit

>>29923097

Y-you too.

>>29923286
W-Will we see more of this?
It's so beautiful.

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>>29923323
Glad you enjoyed it Doc! I'm pretty rusty, but I like how this came out nonetheless.

>>29923639
Maybe not with a pink little pone, but if you chase some goals people will take notice. All you can do is work Anon! I'll be rootin' for ya!

>>29924624
If you mean this specific story, then maybe. I might write an epilogue since I like the set up.
If you mean me writing another story, I had an idea for one while writing the last one. I have finals to work on, but I'll start writing it if I get enough work done today.

Wish me luck O'hana

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>>29925398
>but if you chase some goals people will take notice
>people
fucking dropped

>>29923017
Read >>29908072

>>29925398
unf.

It's time... workout.

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OP here. Rate my body

>>29928223
Mononip/10

>>29928223
>op didn't lied about fit
I want to kill myself

I know there was one in a thread like 2 years ago, but did anyone ever do another one where Anon starts off as a slob/over weight, then finally gets fed up with the laughs behind his back?

>>29928564
>/mlp/
They're fat and nerd anon.

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>>29928564
>Be an unattractive tubby beta.
>Still have friends though, because it's ponyland.
>Try and get closer to a mare you have your eye on.
>She's attractive by pony standards, Like Rarity or Fluttershy.
>Maybe it even IS Rarity or Fluttershy.
>Get shot down and become a laughing stock.
>Fed up, you strive to change yourself for the better.
>Rainbow happens by and offers to help, happy to see that you want to be in shape.
>With the guidance of a real athlete, you turn yourself around and get a svelte but defined form.
>Suddenly, ponies want to be around you.
>The mare who shot you down included.
>Try to be spiteful and hateful, but the attention is what you wanted, so it's a half-hearted effort.
>But over your transformation, Rainbow slowly gained the hots for you, and wants want she helped make to herself.
>She and the mare who rejected you butt heads.
>Shit man, who do you choose? The mare who helped you better yourself the last few months, or the one you've had your heart set on since day one?
>To make things worse, a few other mares get bold and try to muscle in.
>You're left as the self-aware and horrified harem animu protag.

>>29928223
5/10

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>>29928223
YAAAAAA!

>>29928223
DYEL?

i mean, its good by mlp standards, but that not much.

>>29929050
Yes. I skip leg day anon. What about you?

>>29928979
Jesus...

>>29929079
na, im still skinnyfat, can only squat 200lb atm. decided to cut and can start seeing my penis now when I look down.

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>>29929137
GG

>>29928816
Rainbro Dash.
Tell other pony to get rekt.

>>29930238
>wanting worst pegasus
Thou art a faggot.

>>29930424
>"Thou art a faggot."
>"Oh yes babe call me faggot once more"

>>29930445
???