Anonfilly Thread: Drown Your Sorrows Edition

I wish to be filly's pet

>>30347153
Beer-bottle-Anonfilly is best Anonfilly.

>>30347207
insert bottle into Anon

Any good Anonfilly stories that will make me feel actual feelings while I fap?

>>30347295
See old thread
>>>30265168 →

New green soon, just got home from a play

>>30347172
I want Anonfilly to be my personal cuddleslut.

>>30347558
What play, my dude

>>30347656
Y'know that Greek one that ends in a homo orgy? I was masturbating in the back.

(Alternate Ending 2, part XI)
>You sat in between Cadance and Shining Armor down the street from the courtyard; the press had been given VERY clear instructions on staying away, although yo could practically hear them polishing their camera lenses a mile away, waiting for the verdict. Flurry was asleep in the Cadance's hands, despite the prior shouting match in the courtroom.
>Shining had bought you some ice cream, but you barely touched it.
>Twilight wasn't allowed anywhere near you, but everyone was sticking close, just in case; she was powerless without her magic anyway. You knew that Celestia, Luna, and the other Elements were with Twiggles, but no idea what they were doing.
"Hey, what do you guys think?" you blurted out of the blue.
>"...Well, if what you say is true, Twilight's done a lot of bad things." Cadance started, rocking Flurry a bit. "But we'll support you either way.". Pssh, still treating you like a kid.
"You don't believe me."
>"Oh, that's not it. We just really hope you're.... confused, is all". Well, at least she knew how to cushion the blow.
"...If Twilight is cleared, can I live with you guys? I don't feel safe around her."
>'Don't feel safe' was a golden phrase when you were a kid, got you out of tight spots (but never away from Purple, no matter how many times you tried.)
>The two just looked at each other.
>"We'll just talk and see, find out as much as possible about your... situation." Cadance consoled, patting you on the head.
>...
"Where's Grandad and Grandma? Do they not believe me either?"
>Cadance was about to correct you with 'how supportive' they were, but Shining spoke first. "Mom and Dad are with Twilight, we decided to split up for both your sakes. We have no idea what they think, none of us have really discussed it."
>...
>You wished Aryanne was here; although you could use help redpilling Flurry, you just wished you had a friend to talk to.
>Although the plan was going well, Flurry would scrunch her nose in disgust at yaks.

>>30347692
>>30347558
Dont you dare fuck this up faggot, i need my carthitis or i swear to god i'll marathon the entire ace attorney series and replace defendant with Filly.

Sleep filly

>>30347880
nyx

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Anons just don't get along, no matter what form they're in.

>>30348470
Obviously the way to prove who's right is to have a dick sucking competition.

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>>30348470
>pic related

https://pastebin.com/cCMbArUP

>You are Anonymous.
>This cave is deeper than you realized.
>The glowing growth on the walls and ceiling light the way as you squeeze through the stalactites and stalagmites.
>Who knows where this cave leads.
>You startle a few bats which flutter past you, startling yourself in the process.
>You can barely squeeze through some parts.
>As you pull yourself through another tight spot, you find yourself standing in a cavern.
>Bones of what look like various animals litter the floor.
>There is some kind of creature sleeping.
>It looks like some sort of lion with bat wings and a scorpion tail.
>Fuck.
>You freeze, hoping to not wake the creature.
>If its anything like the last one you saw, it will probably try to eat you.
>You notice an exit to the outside at the other end at the cavern.
>Unfortunately for you, the creature is between you and the exit, and not much room for you to walk past.
>You warily look back the way you came.
>You could either try to sneak out, or go back.
>Taking small but careful steps, you start making your way towards the exit.
>This is a terrible idea, but you'll get eaten for sure if you go back.
>Beads of sweat drip down your brow as you tip-toe closer and closer to the beast, avoiding the piles of bones.
>It looks like you'll barely be able to squeeze past.

>>30348503

>You make it to within inches of the creature, taking extra soft steps to squeeze between it and the wall.
>You can practically feel it breathing
>A clanking sound from behind you causes you to whip your head around.
>You accidentally kicked some of the bones!
>The creature begins rustling, and stretches its front paws out.
>You hold still like a statue, frozen in fear with feet still in the air.
>It's probably going to notice you, and you'll be dead for sure.
>You offer a quick thanks to a god for screwing you.
>Its paws rest between your hooves, barely managing to not touch you.
>You stand in place for several minutes before realizing you hadn't woken it, but now you were practically trapped.
>You're not sure if you can step through its arms.
>Your legs are starting to get tired.
>Slowly and deliberately, you begin taking steps forward.
>The hairs brush against your legs, but you manage to step out.
>You have to contain yourself to not bolt out the exit as you move forward.
>The breeze hits your mane as you exit the cave, the snoring beast at your back.
>You're back in the tree-hugged ravine, with no reasonable direction to go.
>At one end you see what looks like castle spires off in the distance.
>At last, signs of civilization!
>Seeing as you have no other sensible direction to go, you decide to traverse the bottom of the ravine in the direction of the castle.
>At first you go slowly, and pick up the pace until you're well away from the cave.
>hey, maybe you wont die!

>>30347870
Is there a pastebin for this?

>>30348534
https://pastebin.com/62D5iLfC

Warning: Very long, and the older stuff was written when I was new at greenposting, so kinda clunky.

>>30348506
Wow you're back to green posting!

>>30348626
and now i'll be gone again, see you in a month!

>>30348670
nigger

>>30348587
>older stuff was written when I was new at greenposting
Dude, didn't you start writing this like a couple of weeks ago?

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>>30348700
>3 weeks and I've got 100+ pages of green

I'm not sure if I'm proud or ashamed.
But I've improved quite a bit since then.

>>30348745
Doesn't feel like that much. Must be the short lines.

>>30348506

>The walls of the ravine get steeper and steeper as you make your way through, eventually becoming perpendicular with the ground.
>As you make progress towards the castle, you soon realize that it is in ruins.
>The crumbling buildings and overgrown foliage dissipate any hope you had of finding a way out of the forest.
>But now you at least want to check it out, maybe you can find a map or something.
>If not that, then maybe you can climb up one of the towers and find a path out.
>The ravine ends up leading you right up to the castle, but you don't see any way to climb up out.
>After looking around a bit, you notice an unnatural staircase leading up out of the ravine, up to a rope bridge that leads to the castle.
>You start making your way to the staircase, but a glowing light catches your attention.
>It seems to be coming from an opening in the ravine wall.
>You're not sure why, but you really should see what it is.
>What could be creating that light?
>You abort taking the stairs and head towards the cave instead.
>As you approach and peek inside, you're taken aback at the scene before you.
>A glowing crystalline tree sits in the center of the cave.
>Glowing blossoms hang from vines off of the branches
>The branches are adorned with colorful gemstones, and a six-pointed star sits in the center
>Kind of reminds you of Twilight's ass tattoo.
>As you walk towards the tree observing its glory, you notice the sun and moon symbols on its trunk.
>What the hell is this thing?
>This world really does have magic.
>The idea of that both excites and scares you.
>If its anything like what you've seen in fantasy, there is also a dark side to magic.

>>30348745
It seems to be some 42k words which is impressive as fuck desu.
Thanks for taking the time to write for us.

>>30348587
It's entirely shit.

>>30347870
(Alternate Ending 2, part XII)
>Back in the courtroom, sitting next to Luna. When asked, she refused to detail her conversations with Purple

>You look over at Twilight. She looked up at you and held up a piece of paper she had been writing on; drawn on was cartoonish caricature of grilled cheese and a glass of choccy milk.
>She was already making plans for dinner. Greeeeeeeeaaaaaaat.
>Justice Civil stood up at the judge's bench, banging her gavel. "*Ahem* Court is now in session, and will hear testimony from forensic mage Arcane Analyst."

>Luna was now back to asking questions, slowly pacing like she was on CourtTV.
>"And what enchantments did you find on the collar?"
>"Well, it had for such medical equipment; near-invulnerability, sealing charms, neural links to check brain impulses. All of these were within the original designs for the Shock Collar under the Equestria Medical Board.
>"Was there anything else, anything abnormal about the collar's magical properties?"
>"Well, the neural link enchantment was vastly different from the board-certified spell, scanning for brainwaves rather than brain activity; this was likely a modification made by Miss Sparkle."
>"Could any of the spells been used to detect thoughts?"
>The forensics magician just laughed. "Don't be absurd, that's impossible, and I've seen everything."
>Luna paused, as if trying to pose another question and failing.
>"The prosecution has no further questions."

>>30348796

>You sit in front of the tree, its unworldly glistening drawing your undivided attention.
>A certain peace fills you as you give audience to the grand tree.
>Your breath is slow and deep, deliberately tranquil.
>Your hairs stand on end as a chill runs up your spine.
>You close your eyes and lift your chin to the roof, feeling a slight breeze running through your fur, wafting your mane and tail.
>A particular energy fills your veins, like the morning coffee just kicked in.
>Your mind is clear.
>Nothing populates your thoughts but the tree.
>Its shape ingrained into your mind's vision.
>The gemstones pulsating their vibrant colors.
>Your tranquil is interrupted by growling.
>Your eyes go wide at hearing the sound you wont forget.
>You whip out of your trance to look behind you.
>The wolf creature from before stands at the cave entrance.
>And it brought friends.
>You had hoped there was only one wooden wolf, but there appears to be many more.
>The serenity you were feeling is now replaced with fear.
>The wolves start slowly closing in on you, and you walk backwards.
"N-now now, stay dog, stay!"
>They keep moving into the cave and to the sides, while you back up.
>Eventually your back is against the tree, with the wolves coming closer.
>You feel tears welling in your eyes.
"No... please..."
>You don't want to die.
>One of the wolves lunges at you, and you instinctively cover your head with your forelegs in anticipation.

ah, that's a decent place to leave a cliff hanger I guess.

>>30348992
(Alternate Ending 2, part XIII)

>Purple was up, once again neglecting to use her attorney.
>"Mister Analyst, you can confirm that the collar had no malicious properties or unethical alterations?"
>"No, all of its enchantments were suited for seizure control, and within the Health Board's safety standards; they were merely unusual."
>"So you would describe the collar as healthy and adaquete treatment for a seizure disorder, such as the one described in the medical report?"
>"Well, yes."
>"The defense has no further questioning."
>Twilight's reputation as a genius was coming in handy here, the jury probably thought she had found a way to improve it

>You lean over to Luna, who bowed her head closer to you to listen
"Psst, hey, can I put it on and try to trigger it?"
>"No, such a display would be deemed inconclusive, and would be considered tampering with evidence anyway. Believe me, we considered it, but it wouldn't work"
>You could hear the door behind you creak open; wasn't that a breach of sanctity?
>A mare with a light-brown coat, black mane, and dollar-sign cutie mark (obviously a Jew) holding a file in her hooves walked down the aisle and handled a file to Luna, whispering a message to her. The only word you heard was 'transfer'.
>Luna flipped through the file, looking over the post-it notes taped to the papers, her smile slowly growing as she reached the end of the dossiere
>She leans over to you, waves the folder, and whispers in a nearly-excited tone
>"This is a game-changer."

>>30348996
Harmony tree about to open a can of whoopass on some tree niggers.
>>30349002
>such a display would be inconclusive.
Really nigga?
>"I used to be human before twilight transformed me into a small horse."
>put collar on
"I used to b hgjxkcjdflargle"
>Take collar off
>"I used to be human..."
>Repeat a dozen times.
Plus the fact filly hasnt shown any sort of seizure symptoms while having the collar off and it ONLY triggers when trying to talk about human shit means such a display would be pretty damn conclusive.
Tampering with evidence is a valid point though.

>>30349002
Anticipation is strong with this one.

>>30349153
Indeed! Im glad they make new threads, Holy fuck!

>>30348470
When do they scissor each other?

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I wish for filly to pee in my mouth.

>>30349703
Fuck off

>>30349721
Fillypee is one of our most cherished memes. Lurk moar, newfag.

>>30349749
>""""our"""" most cherished
Just because it's posted every day doesn't mean anyone likes it. I've had it filtered for a long time

>>30350179
people like continuity

>>30350179
>I've had it filtered for a long time
>Still complains about it
Why bother filtering

>using filters

>>30350467
Wasn't me who said fuck off but I do see it when phoneposting

>>30349002
On the edge again

>>30349042
There is also the matter of the transformation spell. Polymorph spells can be dispelled and/or detected.

>>30349002
(Alternate Ending 2, part XIVgodithoughtthiswouldbeshorter)

>Be Twilight
>Luna was grilling you oncemore, citing 'recent evidence'.
>You really needed to reform the ridiculous legal system
>"So, Twilight Sparkle, you testified that you foiled a foalnapping attempt on Anon on the 27th of Mars, correct?"
"Yes, at great personal risk."
>"And the foalnappers escaped?"
"Yes, and all investigation has failed to discern their identities or locations."
>"But here on this bank statement, one of your tertiary accounts wired a transfer of over 10,000 bits to an offshore account later that evening. Did you transfer the funds?"
>FUCKING DAMNIT! THE BANKS REALLY WERE SCREWING OVER EVERYPONY!
>You'd been so careful, how'd they find this? You hadn't even used your real name!
"Yes." No point in lying, the evidence was there.
>"Who did you transfer the funds to?"
>You'd been prepared for this one, but still.
"A village in Saddle Arabia needed funds for new water treatment equipment."
>"And you decided to wire the funds anonymously, not using your personal account, and never going through official channels?"
"A legal procedure would have taken too long, and my personal account is to be used for acts of goodwill."
>"Why not your primary account?"
"That would decrease the taxes I pay, and I always make sure to contribute my fair share to Equestria."
>"Why a wired payment?"
"A payment in bits would take too long to arrive by mail, and would take even longer to clear in an inter-bank transfer."
>"You don't find the timing a little too convenient?"
"The transfer had been prepared days in advance, my signature was simply needed. I left Anon with my mother in the hospital, as the funds were required immediately to prevent illness."
>"What about the name on the account? It's not yours, why use an alias?"
"The name clearly reads 'Twobright Sparks', an obvious typographical error. I merely continued using it, as a name-change would be too time-consuming"
>"...No further questions."

>>30351745
Clever girl

>>30351745
(Alternate ending 2 part XV)
>Justice Civil stood up, banging her gavel once.
>"We shall now here closing statements; Prosecution, you shall open."
>Luna got up, and you peeked at Anon while pretending to watch Moonbutt speak. Nonny looked so confused, so alone. You'd fix that one way or the other.
>"Members of the court, I have definitively proven that Twilight had forced Anon to wear a collar that provided no benefit and was clearly altered from the Medical Board's specifications. She has denied necessary medical service, and punished the filly in mentally damaging ways, such as a short stint in an orphanage. Twilight has also been connected to events designed to torment this innocent filly, such as a foalnapping, which alone warrants many years in jail. Twilight Sparkle has stolen this filly's life, having forcibly changed her species and gender, causing her to lose her memories.


>You stand up and take a breath. If you did well here, you and Nonny could go home again.
"Ladies and Gentlecolts of the court, I have nullified the opposition's arguments, as their primary foundation is a testimony from a mentally-instable filly who has attempted to defame me in the past. While she is not entirely responsible for her actions," you smile at Anon, "her sworn statements do not hold up in court. Additionally, the prosecution has not answered to the fact that such summoning is impossible, which alone negates their argument. Furthermore, the collar was deemed necessary by two doctors, and the only modifications detected on the collar were simply improvements to neural detection. The prosecution also pretends that a simple case of the flu warrants a hospital visit, whereas any parent could provide adequate treatment, which I did. I have no visible connections to any sort of wrongdoing or cruel and/or unusual punishment, and thus have been proven of absolutely no crime. The prosecution has provided no damning evidence, thereby presenting no legitimate case."

>>30351745
Have someone who clearly doesn't have epilepsy trigger the collar.
Proof that it is detecting and reacting to thoughts

Have a third party doctor test anon for epilepsy.

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>>30351873
FUCKING DAMN IT FAGGOT YOU BETTER NOT FUCK IT UP NOW OR I SWEAR ON ME MUM

>>30348996
>ah, that's a decent place to leave a cliff hanger I guess.
you mother fucker

>>30348996
Oh boy!

>>30348996

>Be Starlight Glimmer.
>Flight spells were extremely useful.
>You had paired up with Twilight to search the Everfree forest for Anon.
>And having the ability to search from the sky meant the two of you could cover a lot of ground quickly.
>Though sometimes it was hard to spot anything through the forest canopy.
>You were really worried.
>You haven't spent much time out here, but you've heard all the stories.
>All the strange and twisted things that are out here.
>You always thought it was pretty bizarre to build a town right next to it.
>The two of you are coming up on what looks like the old sister's castle.
>That's a place you've been meaning to check out one of these days.
>And the tree of harmony too.
>but of course now is not the time.
>Twilight scans the grounds around the ruins.
>"Still no sign of her..."
>She sighs.
>"I just don't understand it, why did she-"
>Her statement is interrupted by a loud bang
>That was not a natural sound, it's clearly magical in origin.
>The two of you look at each other, then towards the source.
>A cave in the ravine below the castle.
"What was that?"
>"The tree!?"
>Twilight soars at top speed towards the cavern, and you follow in pursuit.

>>30353000
check those digits

>Be Anon.
>You squint your eyes, bracing yourself for pain.
>From out of nowhere, a thunderous clap echoes through the cavern.
>You look up to see bits of wood and plant matter flying away from you, bouncing against the walls and ceiling.
>You are surrounded by a strange green aura.
>It seems to originate from your horn.
>Something that should feel natural, but to you is quite foreign.
"Wha..?"
>Did you just destroy that thing?
>Is this like the magic Twilight and Starlight used?
>The other wolves halt their advance on you with wary eyes.
>the aura around you begins to slowly fade, before dissipating completely.
>Before the wolves decide to attack again, two flying figures land at the mouth of the cave.
>Its Twilight and Starlight.
"H-help!"
>They both notice you with horns glowing.
>"Anon!"
>With a strange pop, they dissipate and reappear in front of you.
>You instinctively grab onto Starlight's rear leg and hang on for dear life
>You listen with eyes clenched shut to the sounds of magic blasts, snarling, and clattering wood.
>After the sounds of what you presume was a wooden wolf massacre die down, you refuse to let go of the leg.
>"Anon, are you alright?"
>You don't answer, choosing to instead cling to her.
>Starlight begins to sit down, forcing you to let go.
>She turns to embrace you, and you waste no time accepting it.
>You bury your face into her chest while she hugs you, running a hoof down your back
>You let out a few uncontrollable sobs
>"Shh... its ok. You're safe now."

>>30350213
shut off nyxfag

I need green, dont stop

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>>30353513
I need more filly in my life.

Bump time.
Going to read Eat Carbs

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>The anon who wanted to become a filly finally got his wish
>exuberant excitement
>falls the fuck over
>realizes he's being recorded and acts like he meant to do that.

>You wait in front of the schoolhouse with all the other MILF horses, watching as all the little horsechildren run out to greet them.
>Of course, a lot of them also stop and stare at you, like you're some kind of fucking exhibit.
>With a frown, you ignore the fuck out of them.
>But goddamn, does it annoy you.
>Yes yes, you're the big fucking alien man from another dimension, fuck off.
>Times like these where you wish you could just be a horse, too.
>At least with some kind of cloaking device or something.
>You wouldn't actually want to be a horse.
>Losing your hands would fucking suck.
>Something tugs at your pant leg.
>"Les go, faggo."
>Well, speaking of no hands.
>You grab the lunch box from her mouth, and start walking off.
"So, how was your first day?"
>Though you already know the answer, just by looking at her.
>"Fucking terrible. Do I really have to go through twelve years of this shit, again?"
"I think it's actually five over here, or something around that range."
>"Well do I still have to?"
>You click your tongue.
"Well, you know how Twi feels about it, but-"
>"-Fuck Twi, she already fucking knows that I'm-"
"-BUUUT, I'm working on getting you out."
>Her ears perk up.
>"Wait, really?"
"...No, I'm lying to you because I enjoy your misery."
>She frowns, then tries to decide how serious you are.
"I mean, it's more of a matter of how to do it. I know if you're absent enough, a letter will be sent to her."
>She grumbles.
"I'll figure something out. In the meantime, how was school? Kick any ass?"
>Her frown deepens.
>"Well like the second I got in there, some cunts tried to roast me."
>She sighs.
>"I mean I gave my blows, they fucked off, but man, kids are goddamn savage in packs."
>You nod slowly.
>"...Math was shit easy, of course. I impressed the teach by doing an hour long math thing in two minutes."
>Her frown comes back.
>"Then the fucking cunts called me more damn names because of it."
>You notice the sadness in her voice, and her face.
>This will not do.

>>30354937
im bored, and i dont know where im going with this

"How about some ice cream? The-"
>"-Ice cream? The hell I look like, a five year old?"
"-Yes, you do."
>She stops talking, and grumbles again.
"You didn't let me finish, though."
>She looks back up at you.
"Ice cream, then we head back to the castle for booze and pizza."
>The second you said booze, her ears perked up again.
>"Yeah, now you're talking."
>You steer on over to the ice cream parlor, noticing a little more pep in her step.
>
>Alright, and now you got your ice cream and pizza.
>You kick the door to the castle open, getting a small giggle out of her.
>It brings a retarded smile to your face.
>It's why you do these things.
>Letting her walk in first, you slowly follow behind and peek around the place.
>If Twi saw you with this, you'd get a whole damn lecture on how unhealthy it is.
>Not that she's any better, with all that pudge around her flanks.
>It's nice to admire, but if she kept pulling that shit, you were gonna mention it.
>You balance the two cups of ice cream on top of your pizza, and head on over to your room, Anon following on your side.
>That big, excited smile of hers is a nice treat to see.
>Up the spiral steps, and you echo throughout the big ass hallways of the place.
>Anon goes ahead and into your room, squeezing through the door.
>You walk into your ponyland man cave, and put the things down on the coffee table lying in the middle.
>In fact, your room is probably as simple as it gets.
>Bed West, TV North, and your mini-fridge West.
>And of course, in front of the TV is a table, and a couch.
>It's comfy as fuck.
>Literally made out of clouds.
>Anon flips the TV on, and you walk your ass to your mini-fridge.

>>30355060
>Booze
I CAN SENSE THE SEXUAL ESCAPADES FROM HERE!

>>30355060

>>30355090
but anon, i already did that
and now i realize i just recreated the same scene in a different place
fuck

>You got a mini-fridge when you were able to convince Twi that booze and meat was essential to your health.
>-Well, you say convince, but since she literally had no way of arguing against your word, she reluctantly got you just that.
>Along with this sweet mini-fridge, because she didn't want meat hanging around in the same fridge that she has all her shit horse stuff in.
>And hell, you're not gonna argue.
>It's a fucking mini-fridge!
>Grabbing a wonderful red sausage, courtesy of the catbirds, and a bottle of rum from the same place, you head back to the table.
"And bam, now we got rum and ice cream."
>Her eyes glaze over the items, and brighten up.
>"Aww hell yeah!"
>Realizing you forgot a knife, you head on over and grab one from the top of the fridge.
>See, man cave.
>Don't need to walk your ass all the way downstairs, just for a damn knife.
>When you turn around, you catch Anon trying to pour some rum into her ice cream.
>She pours too much, and practically overflows the thing.
>Tilting it back, she puts the bottle down and frowns.
>"Fucking shitty hooves..."
>She looks back and notices you watching.
>"Why the hell couldn't I have been a unicorn, man?"
>You shrug.
"That'll destroy your damn liver if you eat it, though. Let's just trade."
>She shakes her head.
>"Hell no, I made it, it's my flavor, I'm eating it."
>You shrug.
"Just don't throw up on the pizza or the couch, yeah?"
>She turns to the couch and makes a hacking gesture.
>"Bleuuugh, oh, I'm so sorry man."
"Keep that up and you're not getting any meat."
>"That's fucking gay, man."
>You replay your own words and grin.
"Oh fuck off."
>Knife in tow, you drop your ass onto that couch and flip the pizza box open.
"Besides, technically, it's not gay if you're a filly."

>>30355199
>She shakes her head.
>"Yeah, but I've got the mind of a dude, so that's pretty gay."
>You start slicing the pepperoni while you talk.
"Well then you could say the same thing about trannies. Like, let's say a girl that wants to be a dude, without any surgeries or anything, fucks you."
>"Why the hell would I want some tranny fucking me?"
"It's hypothetical, nig nog. But see, if that's the case, is it gay?"
>"Yeah, but she is completely a girl, whereas I was actually a dude, and I'm now I'm a girl."
"But you're still entirely a girl."
>She shakes her head.
>"I have a dude brain though, so not entirely."
"So you're assigning a sex to an organ, now."
>She pauses.
>"Oh, fuck off. You know what I mean."
"See, it's not gay though."
>She raises a hoof-
"-And with your logic, it's only gay if you make it gay."
>And she closes her mouth.
"Like, if I went and fucked you, thinking about your dude side, that'd be gay, right?"
>She nods.
"But you're a filly, so chances are, all I'd be looking at is filly."
>She nods again.
"So since you're a filly, and all I'm seeing and thinking about is your filly-ness, it's not gay."
>She mulls over your words.
"Though yeah, I'm sure there'd be a few thoughts of, 'man, this used to be a dude' floating around, but it's not like I'd be fantasizing about it, you know?"
>She nods once again, then pauses.
>"Wait, why are we even discussing this? You want to fuck me or something?"
"Hey, you're the one with your mind in the gutter, you sparked the debate."
>You place all the slices on the pizza and try a few.
>Amazing.
"Besides, I got my eyes on that hot ass teacher of yours."
>She smirks and hops on the couch with her ice cream.
>"Yeah, she is pretty hot. Hella fine ass, too. Never suspects a little filly to be watching from the desks. Makes for some pretty nice views, I'll tell ya."
"Fucking lucky."
>You clean the knife and stick it inside her cup.
"If you're really gonna eat that, at least mix it up."

>>30355308
>She looks down at it, then at you.
>"Did you seriously just stick that meat knife in my fucking ice cream?"
"Hey, I cleaned it. Besides, if anything it's extra flavor."
>She pauses, then shrugs.
>You grab the bottle of rum and your ice cream while she stirs.
"So, the fuck are we watching here, anyways?"
>"Pretty much the pony version of the Crocodile Hunter."
>Looking at the TV, you find that as a pretty accurate description.
"Hopefully Equestria doesn't have stingrays."
>She spits some of her ice cream out in a giggle.
>All you do is shake your head with an amused grin.
>Pour some rum into your cup for a nice mix, and set the bottle down.
>Grab yourself a slice of pizza, kick off your shoes, rest them on the table...
>And now you're comfy as fuck.
>Taking a small bite, you savor the taste of pepperoni like it's your last.
>It does take quite a while to get here, you know.
>
>A few slices of heaven in, and the third episode of this shitty show just came on.
>"Fuuuck, do they have a whole fucking channel for this guy, or what?"
"Well you're the one who put 'em on."
>"It's hard to change channels with these hooves, you hoe."
>You're about halfway done with your ice cream, and she's more than half done.
>You've had your focus on the pizza, and she the opposite.
>That slurr in her speech is clearly noticeable, but you're still not sure how much it's affected her.
>Flipping around the channels, you find some documentary on Yaks.
>Sure, always helps to know more about this place.
>"M-man, it sure is fucking cold."
>You turn and watch her shivering ever so slightly.
"Want a blanket or something?"
>She glances at you.
>"What's, 'or something'?"
>Whelp, booze or not, she's still a smart ass, though.
"Fine, do you want a fuckin' blanket?"
>"What's a fuckin' blanket?"
"It's a blanket you fuck on, now do you want it?"
>She blushes lightly, and nods.
>You've seen how quickly ponies blush, though.
>Some kind of weird evolutionary thing, if you've ever seen it.

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>ywn be Celly's filly

>>30355473
man, if only i wrote this much in my other threads

>You stand up and grab the blanket, then toss it over her head.
>For a second you get the amusing sight of two perked ears hiding under the fabric.
>Then she moves it off and wraps herself into it.
>You make yourself comfortable again, and watch the shitty program before you.
>Seriously, horse TV was just all shit.
>They have color, but they just produce all this crap that's made up on the spot.
>These ponies need some studios, man.
>"...I-it's still cold."
>You look over at her.
"Well what do you want me to do about it? Besides, it's a blanket, not a damn heater. Just give it a few."
>Grab your fourth slice, and go to town.
>
>She finished her ice cream, and you're about there.
>You're actually pretty surprised she was able to.
>She shotgunned that thing like it was just water.
>Starting on her second slice, she hiccups.
>It's pretty cute, honestly.
>"...I'm s-still cold."
>Goddamn it, not this again.
"Seriously, what do you expect me to do about it? I only have one blanket, I'm not stealing one from somebody else's room."
>Though, you could just go into hers and-
>"-W-we could cuddle."
>-What.
"What?"
>Her blush comes back.
>"Oh fuck off, nothing gay, just, sharing body warmth and shit, you know?"
"Well maybe if you didn't eat that ice cream so fast, you wouldn't be cold, you think of that?"
>"Sh-shut up."
"And don't you have a coat? Isn't that super warm?"
>"Not really."
>You sigh, thinking again about the blanket.
>Even if you brought it, she'd probably just complain about the cold again.
"Alright, whatever."
>You scoot a little closer, and she shuffles over with her blanket, a tiny smile on her face.
>She lies her back against the couch and moves the blanket, so that it's only covering her front, and leans her head against your side.
>You instinctively slip an arm around her, like you would anybody getting this close to you.
>Surprisingly though, she doesn't say anything.

>>30355616
>then she throws up on your dick

>>30355638
>while its in her mouth

>>30355616

>>30355638
>>30355886
stop giving me ideas, anon

>You leave it there, just to avoid the awkwardness of pulling it away.
>Where else would it go, anyways?
>Going for your fifth slice, you're surprised you've even been able to pack this much down.
>Sure, pony stuff is smaller than what you're used to, but still.
>The meat really ties it all together, you wish these ponies would see the beauty in it.
>The Yak documentary finally ends, with what was pretty much porn.
>The equivalent of having a documentary on chinks, and showing them do each other.
>Though, they're not really the same species...
>Whatever, you're not gonna think about how it works.
>And though the stallion narrating it was stuttering up a storm, all you could see was two balls of fluff and horns moving back and forth.
>It was pretty retarded, honestly.
>You take another bite and- unf, you just fucking love this pepperoni.
>Whether it's how it was made, or the fact that you haven't had it in quite awhile, you're not sure.
>But fucking hell yeah, it's good.
>While you're enjoying the hell out of it, you notice a weird feeling on the palm of your hand.
>-Which is right on Anon's stomach.
>Before you can put two and two together, it's too late.
"YOU BETTER NO-"
>"-HRK-"
>In slow motion, you watch her spew chunks.
>All the bits and pieces of pizza and ice cream.
>They glide through the air in their short journey.
>Right on your fucking pants.
>All over your goddamn dick.
>You tense up, and for a second, just stare on in both horror and disgust.
>She looks up at you.
>"I-s-sorry..."
>All you can manage is a whimper.
>If you stand up, all these fucking chunks are falling onto the ground.
>And if you stay like this, it-
>-AH FUCK IT'S SEEPING THROUGH
"FUCK! MOVE!"
>Anon quickly does so in confusion, and you slowly move your legs to lie down.
>Then you unbutton and quickly slide out of your pants, now clad in your bright blue boxers.

>>30351873
(Alternate Ending 2, Part XVI)

>Be Anon
>The jury had been in the deliberation room for fifteen minutes, while you settled in and enjoyed the summer breeze coming in from an ajar window
>Flurry started crying about ten minutes ago, so Cadance carried the broodling over her shoulder, down the aisle and out the oversized door.
>Probably went to go breastfeed her, you wish you got to suck crotchtits.
>Shining had been talking to his parents ever since, the three of them occasionally glancing to Twicunt or you.
>Luna had tried to talk with you after the jury left, but she said little of import, Your lack of interest certainly put her off, and she went back through her papers, double-checking to make sure she hadn't forgotten anything, her starry mane flowing in the slight wind.
>You looked over at purple, and her head turned away from you, pretending as if she hadn't been watching you. You got a decent look from your short glance; her mane slightly frazzled, and eyes a bit too big for comfort.
>tbf every pony's eyes were huge, but still.
>What was going through her head? Was she planning on a victory? Was she planning some sort of diabolical punishment in order to force your love? At this point, you'd believe anything.
>If- no no no, WHEN you won, you'd enjoy rubbing it in. Especially since you were incapable of rubbing one out as a prepubescent filly.
>You looked over the crowd one more time.
>Cherilee looked guilty; good, she probably should have actually double-checked Twilight's never-ending deluge of lies
>Most of Twilight's friends, the Elements and Comrade Glimmer, looked as if they supported her, their faces awash with hope. You briefly wondered how many of them were on your side; it didn't really matter, only the jury did.

>You heard a door squeak, and turned to see a slow procession of ponies slowly heading back to the jury box and taking their seats, with the lead juror remaining standing, holding a single sheet of paper.
>"The jury has decided."

>>30355961
INFIBULATE THE FILLY

>>30355956
I want to give the filly a bath.

>>30355961
Oh shit

>>30355956
>You quickly fold them up, stopping anything from spilling onto your couch or floor.
>Without a word, you pick them up and walk over to your door.
>Anon has this worried look on her face, which you don't say anything to.
>Of all things, it had to be on the pants you have no replacement for.
>Goddamn it, man.
>You leave the room and head into the bathroom across the hall, sprinting over and making sure nobody sees you.
>Immediately you toss your pants under the sink and try to clean it.
>And christ, it's goddamn gross.
>You can't help but gag at the sight a few times.
>Fucking Anon, goddamn it!
>
>One vigorous cleaning later, and you're still down a pair of pants.
>They're pretty clean, but they're wet as hell, now.
>You glance at yourself in the mirror, in all your pissed off, disgusted glory.
>Taking a few deep breaths, you wash your hands, then sling the thing over your arm.
>You make sure the coast is clear outside, then run back over to your room.
>The second you open it, you see a green and black mass hop up from the couch.
>A pair of leaf green eyes, now red and puffy all around, glance up at you.
>Oh shit, she was crying?
>You mean, you know she's an emotional kinda drunk, but over a pair of pants, really?
>Still though, you can't help but now feel like shit.
>Your anger leaves you, and you can't believe you were about to chew her out.
>Though, you guess the filly-ness really helps things.
>If she were a dude still, you'd probably be more confused than anything.
>Then you'd call him a faggot for crying.
>You're about to call her a faggot, then stop.
>She's too cute, her form has too much power.
>Damn it...
>"I-I'm s-sorry."
>You sigh.
"No, it's fine. Just glad you didn't throw up on the couch or anything."
>Her eyes widen a bit.
>Oh, please don't fucking tell me.
>You get closer, and what do you fucking know, she threw up on the couch, and herself.
>Though there's no chunks this time, it's still on your FUCKING COUCH.
>You take a long, deep breath.

>>30355961
I'm watching you, nigger.

>>30355961
Don't fuck this up, faglord.

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>>30356141
Give filly a bath

>pic related, me reading everyone else's greens

>>30356141
>Again though, your anger dissipates when you see how much is on the couch, as compared to her.
>...Like she purposely threw up on herself to avoid the couch.
>Damn it.
>Well, it's an admirable effort, at least.
>With a sigh, you slowly pick her up fireman style, and open the door again.
>Going to Twilight with this isn't an option, she reeks of alcohol now.
>If she's gonna get cleaned, you're gonna have to clean her.
>...Ugh, you're gonna have to clean her.
>Coast is clear, you book it back over to the bathroom, sliding and barely avoiding falling back on your ass.
>You swing the door open and hop in, seeing the angery showing on your face again.
>Take another deep breath, which actually does kind of help.
>When you feel yourself calming a bit, you sigh and put Anon in the tub.
>The couch you can deal with later.
>Probably just get another blanket to cover it forever or something.
>"W-what are you doing?"
>You feel that anger coming back, but one look at her and it's gone.
"Well do you want to stay like that, or do you want to be cleaned?"
>Plus, you need to clean your legs.
>You can still feel it all just- eugh, fuck...
>She keeps quiet, and simply watches with a sad look while you grab a towel.
>"I'm sorry..."
>Her voice rings through your ears, and you sigh again.
>Conflicting feelings with this one.
>Seriously, you would not have this kind of sympathy for a drunk twenty year old.
>So why do you have sympathy now?
>You sit on the edge of the tub, looking at her sad, regretful eyes.
"It's fine."
>-And hell, now thinking about it, why is SHE like this?
>She's clearly drunk, sure.
>She's also an emotional drunk, sure sure.
>But she's acting more like a filly now than she ever has before.
>Maybe she knows how much you crumble before her gaze.
>Knows how much sympathy you'll give her for being cute.
>"It doesn't look like it's fine."
>You straighten your face out again.
>She puts a hoof on your leg.
>"Seriously, I'm s-sorry... I didn't feel it coming up."

>>30355961
>Wait in bated breath, the moment lasting for an eternity
>...
>...
>...
>...
>...
>"We find the defendant, Twilight Sparkle... guilty of all charges."
>You exuberantly smile and start hugging Luna. She shares your joy in a more subtle way, quietly returning the hug and sighing in relief. The rest of the auditorium sat in silence, never moving.
>You turned to Twilight, watching her in joy. She sat silently, her mane slowly turning into a ratty, frizzled mess.
>"B-b-b but that's wrong. I d-did nothing wrong!"
>She turns and looks directly at you, her eyes full-on crazy, her mane that of a mental-hospital patient, her hooves slowly clacking together. Thank god for the magic-nullification rune, otherwise she might go berserk and teleport the both of you to some cave where they'd never find you.
>"Anon, sweetie, tell them how much you love me. How much you loved living with me."
>The bailiff, escorted by a pair of guards, unlocked a pair of hoofcuffs and attached them to Twilight's front hooves. Now that Twicunt was without magic, she was powerless to resist.
>Twilight was full-on crying now, her sobbing audible throughout the hall. She wriggled in the hoofcuffs, staring at you with pleading eyes.
>"Anon, tell them! You swore an oath, don't lie! Tell them you love me!"
"Hey Purple."
>You put on the smuggest grin possible, one smugger than any Pepe ever drawn.
"You were never my mother. Enjoy prison you psychotic bitch."
>Twilight looked absolutely broken, her mind irreparably scarred. Her face was the picture of sadness, eyes downcast, her hair partially covering her face. She just started mumbling incoherent, mumbling noises.
>The guards dragged Twilight off towards the penal hallway, her sentence 50 years. Too short in your opinion, but they couldn't give lifetime to an immortal demigod.
>The entire world sat still and silent for a full minute.
>Cadance slowly entered from the rear doors, holding a sleeping Flurry.
>"Did I miss anything?"

>>30356461
Yay.

>>30356461
YES
EAT SHIT PURPLE

>>30356461
wew
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>>30356383
>"I know how much the suit means to you and everything..."
>Her eyes slowly faces the ground.
"I said it's fine, and I meant it. If anything, your hangover tomorrow should kick you in the ass harder than me."
>She frowns.
>"Hell no! I'm getting water after this!"
>Yeah, that's more like the Anon you know.
"Why after? You could have some now!"
>You turn the water on and pull the stopper thing up.
>It takes a second, but she quickly sees what you're doing.
>She tries to skitter away frantically, but it's already too late.
>A torrent of ice cold water is unleashed from the shower head, pouring all over her body as she gets to a safe distance.
>Meanwhile, you're laughing like a madman.
>Her eyes are so wide, the cartoon horse physics allowing her pupils to shrink tremendously.
>She's shivering in place.
"You need a blanket or something? Hahaha-"
>You feel her teeth on your boxers for a second, and you quickly hold your ground.
>With your superior not-super-drunk skills, you successfully avoid being pulled into the water-
>-And suddenly feel a draft.
>When you look down, little Anonymous is sitting down before you, now faced with the cold air beside the water.
>Anon just stares, her eyes wide, and her pupils just as much.
>"I-I uh..."
>You quickly pull your boxers back up, and she avoids your gaze, a deep blush on her cheeks.
>Well, that just made things fucking weird.
>Not to mention how she just... stared.
>That's not something a twenty year old guy would do, unless he was flaming hot gay.
>...You'll just chalk that up to the booze.
>Especially since you're only a little buzzed, and you kinda just stared, too.
>Yeah, when you put it that way, it's understandable.
"Let's completely ignore that happened, alright?"
>She quickly nods, but the blush is still on her face.
>Right, well, let's get down to it, then.
>You test the water a little, waiting until it gets to an optimal temperature.
>Aaand... there we go.

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>>30356609

>>30356609
>Once it's fine and dandy, you work on your legs first, splashing a bit of water and rubbing soap all over them.
>Meanwhile, Anon kind of just stands there awkwardly.
>And yeah, it still is awkward.
>Like, what the hell do you even do after something like that?
>Slowly, she inches towards the water and dips her head in.
>A soft sigh escapes her, and you rinse off your beautiful legs on the side.
>You sigh yourself, but for a different reason.
>Then you frown.
>Fuck, you don't have a pone brush.
>Or like, any brush, really.
>You kinda just rub the soap around with your hands.
>Gets the job done, and you remember reading this article that-
>-Okay, that's not important.
>What's important and concerning, is that only Twilight has a brush in her bathroom... and you don't want to deal with all the questions.
>Hell, that's why you're here in the first place.
>A relieving thought comes to mind, and you lean over to grab a towel.
>Using your hands on her...
>The gay meter's still pretty high, you're not going to change that by putting your hands all over her.
>Though, based on the conversation you both had earlier, technically it's NOT gay.
>-But that's talking, that's different!
>It's gay now, and if you're using your hands while you got perfectly good towels here, THAT's gay.
>Christ, so much gay today.
>You wet part of the towel and put a glob of soap in it.
"Alright, prepare for cleaning, faggot."
>She opens her eyes, then meekly moves out of the water, looking up at you with an embarrassed look.
>Hopefully she noticed how gay she was right now, and is regretting it.
>You stare at her for a second, then sigh again.
>She threw up on herself.
>Like, on her chest and stomach.
>As in, mostly under her.
>Where you're putting your hand.
>You close your eyes and sigh.
"Today just keeps getting gayer and gayer."

>>30356717
>She nods, despite so far being the most homo today.
>Soapy towel in hand, you first work on her messy chestfluff.
>"Hey, so Anon..."
"Hmm."
>"So, back to that previous conversation we were having earlier..."
>You think of the many while you rub.
>"Let's say... if a tranny, with all the changes and stuff, went for another girl... is that gay?"
"Well yeah, it is. Because she's still, scientifically, a girl."
>She nods.
>"What about if you had like, a cloned version of yourself, but they were a girl. Like, they still had all your thoughts and stuff, but they were all girl-y?"
"Well I think that could be considered masturbation or something."
>"-But they're a different person still. It's your clone, and thinks the way you do, but you still think about different things at different times... is that gay?"
"I'm pretty sure that's still masturbation or something."
>"-Girl turned dude then, everything but her mind, and she goes after other girls."
>You think about it for a moment while you rub a little bit lower.
"If you're going for science and stuff, I don't think it's gay. Going based off of their mind, it might be pretty gay though. Are they like that temporarily, or forever?"
>"...F-forever."
"In that case, it's probably not THAT gay. I mean, depending on how long the girl was both, at least. At some point you'd probably just start acting, or end up completely, as the one you were changed into."
>You pause for a moment.
"Or if anything, you'd end up as a tomboy or tomgirl."
>She simply nods.
>Man, that kind of gets you thinking, though.
>Like imagine if you had turned into a girl back home?
>How long would you last, before succumbing to the girliness?
>Having a puss would be great after a while, but if you lived the same life back home, things would probably get unbearable pretty quickly.
>Even if you were a dude, being with another dude would probably be a must after a few year-
>You freeze.
>Your gaze slowly trails to Anon.
>And you move your hands away.

>>30356838
>You both stare at each other for a moment.
>"...What?"
"Are you gay?"
>She frowns.
>"What the hell, no you faggot!"
"Then where did that question come from?"
>"You talked about today being gay, and we had an argument about being gay earlier, the fuck do you mean?"
"Yeah, but that example was... very specific."
>"So? You literally talked about yourself when you made YOUR argument, why can't I have the same?"
>You pause.
>...Okay, yeah, that actually makes sense.
>Surprising, seeing how much she drank.
>Though she has had practice, you guess.
>Any normal filly would probably black out with what she had.
>Internally shrugging, you continue to clean her fluff.
"Okay, the rest you can clean yourself."
>She frowns and holds a hoof up.
>"HOW?"
"Just lie on your back, clean yourself with this."
>Her frown deepens, but she complies, lying on her back.
>Though her hind legs are still up in the air, pressed up together and such.
"Uh, can't you like, put your legs down?"
>She shakes her head.
>"I'm not that flexible, damn it! You think I haven't tried this already?"
>You didn't, actually.
>While getting baths from someone else would be kind of embarrassing, it'd also be nice to just have it all done for you.
>Especially with Twi having magic and shit, it'd be even less embarrassing.
>With a sigh, you hold her hind legs together and grab the towel with the other.
>"W-what are you doing?"
>Her tail flicks and moves between her legs.
>You stop to put more soap, then rub the hell out of her stomach.
>She's already like that, and while this is weird, you think reaching under her with a towel would be more weird.
>In a matter of seconds, you're done, and you drop everything.
>She quickly flips onto her stomach, then stands up, slightly wobbly with a big blush on her cheeks.
>"D-don't... don't ever do that shit again."
"Don't throw up ever again and we won't need to."
>She frowns.

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>>30356461
You broke my heart

>>30356461
FUCK TWILIGH! YESSSSS

>>30357024
Please post this in /ptfg/.

>>30357457
i will when you kill yourself
just tell me when, and have someone post with proof

alrighty, better link
http://imgur.com/a/rQEnC
colored this thing, cant color well, but its color

>>30356461
So, where will Anon live then?

>>30357465
No fuck that, have him stream it!

>>30356461
>purple cunt horse finally gets it

YEEE BOI

>>30356461
inb4 Celestia pardons her two days later, trial was never real, "just to teach you a lesson"

>>30357889
Fuck you stop giving him ideas, let anonfilly have one good fucking break.

>>30356461
So are they going to change Anon back, or we going back to our regularly scheduled story?

>>30356461
Kill yourself, shitstain.

>>30349002
Holy fuck i cant wait

>>30358076
>bottlefilly joins the royal guard
Fund it.

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>>30358076
I like the drunkard Anonfilly.

>>30358076
Would have been funnier if I wasn't aware of how shitty the rgm general has become.

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>>30357889
a.) Her reputation has been destroyed forever anyway;

b.) If I did that this thread would go into conniptions;

c.) I don't want to do that;

Also, most of the alternate endings (there's never going to be an official one, possible ending would probably be a better word) involve Twilight getting what she deserves.

>Pic related, Twilight has a history of mentally manipulating children

>>30357024
Pic of Anon giving Anonfilly a bath when?

>>30359831
Pastebin for so far?

>>30359177
>Twilight is taking the role of a mother really seriously
>Throwing a look everywhere
>You're too busy having fun and enjoying the ride to notice

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>>30361100
>Throwing a look

What did he mean by this?

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>>30361100
Glim mom is best mom.

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>>30361920
Two moms is best mom

>>30361943
dirty, stinky filly.

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>>30361920
>>30361943
What would a Dappi mom be like?

>>30361950
you'd get a dinky sister!

>>30361969
To do lewd filly things with

>>30353005

>It was almost too much to take in.
>Getting lost, getting chased, this cave.
>The magic.
>At least you're sure it was magic.
>What else could that have been?
>You should have been toast for sure.
>And in a fucked up sort of way, it was kind of fun.
>You can't remember the last time you did anything even remotely exhilarating as this.
>You lift your head up to look at Starlight, but you start feeling a little light headed.
"I...uh..."
>"Anon?"
>You shake it off
"I'm fine."
>She gives you a questioning look
"I am!"
>Twilight walks up to the two of you.
>"Is that... blood?"
>You feel a wetness around your ears, and reach a hoof up to touch it.
>As you pull your hoof away, you notice that your frog is stained red.
>That can't be good.
"Uhh..."
>Your vision starts to blur, and the light headedness returns.
>Your consciousness fades.

>>30362346

>"Oh, I think she's waking up."
>"Anon?"
>Oh boy does your head hurt.
>Maybe death would have been preferable.
>You groan as you slowly open your eyes, adjusting to the light.
>Tiled ceilings, boring colors, and drab curtains.
>The ceiling fan lazily spinning.
>Yep, you're in a hospital bed.
>You groan as you struggle to open your eyes and sit up.
>On either sides of the bed are two ponies you don't recognize.
>"Whoa, take it easy there."
>The tan stallion with a brown mane and a stethoscope draped around his neck puts a hoof on your shoulder, preventing you from getting up.
>You presume he is a doctor of some sort.
>"Give yourself a minute. You've been out for a while."
>You groan again as you lay back down, staring at the ceiling.
>"Nurse, please inform the Princess and Ms. Glimmer that their friend is awake."
>"Of course."
>The white mare with the soft pink mane leaves the room.
>You last remember being in the cave.
>What exactly happened?
>You don't remember getting hit by anything.
>How did you get injured?
"So... what happened?"
>"Magical overload. Somepony overexerted themselves."
>That magic... it came from you?
"I didn't know I was capable."
>"Well, its pretty uncommon occurrence, especially for a filly your age. Your parents should be proud in a strange sort of way. It's no surprise that you're an acquaintance of the Princess."
>He lifts a notepad and a quill with his own magic and begins scribbling something down.
>"Go ahead and try to get up, but take it slow."

>>30362357

>You comply, slowly raising yourself to a sitting position.
>At least the pain in your head is starting to subside.
"How long have I been out?"
>The doctor skims through his notes
>"A little over a day. How are you feeling? Any pain? Nausea?"
>An entire day? Jeez.
"My head hurts a little, but its going away. And I'm tired."
>He scribbles more onto his notepad.
>"Hmm..."
>The door to the room opens, and Starlight and Twilight enter.
>"Anon!"
>Starlight trots over to the bed, giving you a hug.
>"You scared us!"
>Twilight walks to the doctor.
>"So, what's the prognosis?"
>"Everything seems to look good, but we should run at least a few more tests. This level of overload can be very serious."
>Great, just what you wanted - to get probed and tested.
"Oh boy, I can't wait."
>You made sure to drip your words with double the sarcasm.
>The doctor laughs
>"Well, lets not waste any time then. Please accompany me."
>You crawl over to the side of the bed and haphazardly shimmy down the side, landing on your rump.
>The doctor looks at you funny.
>"Are you alright?"
"Yea, beds are still an issue for me."
>Twilight picks you up with her magic and sets you on her back
>You cringe at the thought of touching her.
>But she's actually soft too, like Starlight.
>No senses, do not betray yourself!
>Twilight addresses Starlight.
>"I'll take care of Anon. In the meantime, you've got some friendship lessons to review."
>Starlight pouts.
>"Aww..."
>"No pouting, you're already a day behind, remember?"
>"Yea..."
>No! You want Starlight!
"I want her to stay!"
>Twilight eyes you
>"Nope, now come on!"
>The doctor walks out of the room, and Twilight soon follows.
>You watch Starlight as you're hauled away by Twilight, and she waves
>"I'll see you later!"
"NOOOO!!"

>>30362370

>You're now in an examination room
>"Alright miss, can you tell me how old you are?"
>You tell him your actual age.
>"Ah, a jokester. Care to give me your actual age?"
>Ironic
"What's my age again?"
>"I'm asking you!"
"But I already told you."
>"You look a little young to be that old, young lady."
>God damnit, every time they call you a female it grinds your gears.
>But it's technically true now.
>You shrug.
"What can I say? I've been stunted."
>Twilight is shaking her head.
>You have to admit, you enjoy fucking with other ponies.
>not that you're any good at it.
>You literally just tell them the truth.
>You want to call them horses, but they aren't horses.
>Ponies is the correct term.
>Except the doctor.
>You soon learned his name is actually Doctor Horse.
>Again, ironic.
>"You know what? I'll just leave it blank for now. After the physical we'll be able to approximate you age anyway."
>Damn.
>You win this time, doctor.
>He hands you a cup.
>You know what this is for.
>"For starters, we'll need a urine sample."
"Yea, I know what this is for. The question is how am I supposed to get it in this cup?"
>Doctor looks a mix between confused and embarrassed.
>"You just go... and make sure to catch some in the cup"
"Well, its hard to aim without my dic-"
>Twilight's magic grabs you by the ear with magic.
"OW!"
>"Just go and take the sample, Anon!"
>God damn cunt.
"Fine, I'm going! Nobody watch!"
>Doctor and Twilight reply in unison.
>"Nopony!"

>>30362378

>You are Twilight Sparkle, Princess of Friendship.
>And today your patience is facing the ultimate test.
>Why cant Anon just behave?
>Or even just answer a question truthfully?
>Especially after that debacle yesterday.
>Does she not realize that you're trying to help her?
>You have a mind to get a paddle.
>It took what felt like forever, but Doctor Horse was finally able to finish the physical.
>You had sent Anon to the play room while the Doctor examined the results.
>After some time, the Doctor asks you to come back into his office.
>"Princess..."
>He trails off.
"Yes? What's the matter?"
>"I... I've never seen anything like this."
>He motions towards some reports and printouts on his desk
>"Overall, she is a perfectly healthy little filly. Surprising given how you brought her in. There is no permanent damage. It's nothing short of a miracle."
>He takes a deep breath before continuing.
>"This is extremely unusual. Anon is exhibiting signs of late puberty, even adulthood. But, based on her overall development, she can't be older than 13. Also, the rate at which it is manifesting is at least four times normal."
>Wow
>Ok, that is pretty unusual.
>But then, everything about Anon is unusual.
>Add that to the list of strange things about Anon.
>"These kinds of results given the circumstances are absolutely unprecedented. I would appreciate if you would bring her in at least weekly for checkups. I'm concerned about what this might mean for her overall psyche and health."
"I can do that, Doctor."
>He nods
>"Good. Also make sure to keep a close eye on her. She may have wild and unpredictable mood swings which could lead to extremely irrational behavior and decisions."
"Yea, I've already noticed that."
>"I mean, other that that, she's healthy as an ox! As long as we handle this particular issue, then I don't suspect there to be any long term complications."
"Thank you, Doctor."

>>30362390

>"Also, I would like to submit this case to the Medical Institution of Canterlot. Anon could very well be part of science that helps improves the lives of ponykind. I'll need your permission, of course."
"It shouldn't be a problem."
>Doctor beams.
>"I'm glad you value science as much as I do, even if we're in different fields."
"Science is science, after all."
>"Yes, of course."
>After you collect your copies of the paperwork, you bid farewell to Doctor and head back to the play room to pick up Anon.
>You have a sinking feeling in your gut.
>She's probably up to some kind of mischief.
>Not probably, guaranteed.

>>30362397

>You are Anonymous.
>Emperor Anonymous, first of his name.
>Or would that be Empress?
>Fuck it, we'll do it live!
>You are the ruler of all the lands before you.
>From the north side of the play room to the south.
>From the east to the west.
>Every inch of this land lies in your domain.
>And every pony within is your subject.
>All of them have submitted to your awesome power and will.
>You've set a particular group to work building your throne out of play blocks.
>The second group is working with the pretend grocery store, rationing out plastic food as needed.
>The last ones are building the wall to keep the riff raff out
>You're making the empire great again.
>You've assigned certain fillies and colts to be guards, arming them with foam spears and having them patrol your lands.
>All to ensure peace and prosperity within the empire.
>You nod in approval as you watch the enslaved ponies construct your grand throne.
>One of the colts comes up to your side.
>"Hey Anon? Maybe its somepony else's turn to play emperor?"
>Oh hell no.
"Sorry, Kid. That's not how it works."
>"What do you mean Anon? We're supposed to take turns!"'
>He pouts.
"Emperors don't take turns. Their rule ends when they die."
>"B-but that's not fair!"
"Who said anything about fair, faggot?"
>Before you can let him reply, you notice that your slaves have finished building the throne.
>You begin your ascent to the top, but are stopped by tugging on your flank.
>Its this stupid complaining faggot.
>"Anon! It's not fair! I'm going to tell my Mom!"
"Fuck your mom, and fuck you."
>All the little ponies within range of the confrontation gasp
>You jab at his chest as you speak.
"If you want my throne, you must challenge me to a duel to the death!"
>Your bold statements elicit another gasp from the onlookers
>Your would-be challenger is dazed.
"Well? Are you going to challenge me?"

>>30362407

>Your furious and emboldened stance weakens his resolve.
>"We're not supposed to fight! It's against the rules!"
"I make the rules. I am the Emperor. Get fucked, nerd."
>You're preparing to clobber this snot-nosed punk in his face, but he backs off long before you have the chance to.
>Holding back tears, he makes his way to join the rest of your subjects.
"GG NO RE."
>You garner no reply.
"Anyone else want to challenge my rule?"
>again, no reply.
"That's what I thought."
>You triumphantly ascend the steps to your new throne, and place yourself ceremoniously into the seat.
>This shit is really uncomfortable, but you've got to play along.
"Now! All bow before me and praise your Emperor! Long live Emperor Anonymous!"
>The colts and fillies follow your command.
>"Long live Emperor Anonymous!"
"Blessed be his rule!"
>"Blessed be his rule!"
>You're about to give them their next line, but abort
>Purple horse is standing in the doorway, staring daggers into your soul.
>You've got to act fast.
"Beware! The She-Devil invades our great empire! Arm yourselves and man the parapets!"
>Twilight is not amused.
>The fillies and colts look in her direction.
>"Oh wow! It's Princess Twilight!"
>"No way, really?"
>"Yea!"
>Your loyal subjects have suddenly become not so loyal
"No! Disloyal curs! Attack!"
>The commands fall on deaf ears as the ponies begin hoarding Twilight.
>She turns her attention to them and greets them with a welcoming smile.
>"Hello my little ponies, I'm here to take Anonymous home."
>"Can you stay an play with us for a while princess?"
>"I'm sorry. I really need to get Anon home. Maybe next time."
>"Aawww..."
>Twilight picks you up with her magic.
"Gah! Unhand me, vile beast!"
>"Anon, Stop."
"Nooo!!"
>Twilight hastily carries you out of the room.
>Your Empire is lost.
>You shout to the room before Twilight carries you away.
"Avenge Me!"

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>>30362416
>with her magic
I want Twilight to pick me up by the scruff with her mouth.

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>>30356461
YES BLESS YOU, YOU BEAUTIFUL FAGGOT, THAT FELT SO GOOD

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>>30362521
I want more scruff-carrying.

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>>30363100
This is the best way to carry the filly.

>>30356461
(Alternate Ending 2: Epilogue 1)
>Be Anon, one month after the trial
>Equestria's greatest minds were either figuring out how to transform you back, or how to open a portal back to Earth
>Twilight had left no notes or diagrams, and had refused to help as part of a plea bargain
>Comrade Glimmer had replaced Purple as the Element of Magic, and since Twilight pretty much got nothing important done anyway, there was no power vacuum.

>In the meantime, Shining Armor and Cadance had custody of you. They were pretty cool, they gave you your space, which was probably easy since they lived in a giant motherfucking castle
>But they'd invite you into their lives, orchestral symphonies, plays, death metal concerts, which you'd often participate in.

>The four of you (yes, even the baby gremlin) were eating dinner; vegetarian tacos, pretty nice. The dining hall was quiet with your small party all sitting at one end of a massive table. You could've eaten in one of the smaller kitchens, but nooooo, they liked the carpet in here more.
>WTF, how does that even make sense?

>The tacos filled you up pretty well,but you still weren't satisfied. You wanted Twicunt to suffer more. You had a plan, but it would require finesse, skill, maybe a few crocodile tears.
>So you decided to throw a curveball into formerly-pleasant dinner conversation
"Hey, I was wondering if maybe... maybe I could go see Twilight?"
>...
>"Uh... well..." Cadance started, before Shining popped in
>"Could you watch Flurry for a moment?" He casually draped his hoof over his wife's shoulder, leading themselves out the main entrance
>You tried to eavesdrop on their quiet, civil discussion while watching Flurry bang her spoon against her high-chair's table, spilling some applesauce onto their precious carpet. Whatever, as long as she didn't die you had done your job.
>'unhealthy', 'potential', 'Stockholm Syndrome'
>Wait, Equestria didn't have Swedistan, why would they name it Stockholm Syndrome?

>>30363452
(Alternate Ending 2: Epilogue 2)
>Walking down a torch-lit corridor, Cadance at your side, two guards 'escorting' you
>All of your hooves clopping against the stone floor with every step taken
>You reach the end of the hallway, and a guard unlocks the wrought-iron door, a slow creaking echoing throughout the passageway

>You enter first, eager to revel in your victory
>Twilight stood away from you, her coat matted with little bits of dirt, her mane messier than you had ever seen it. Light poured in from a barred window; there was a little door that lead outside, likely to a small courtyard with tall concrete walls, some exercise equipment, and a barred ceiling. A large pile of books sat next to her, a small table stocked with paper, quills and art supplies sitting against the left wall. Her bed seemed comfortable enough, but not to the quality she was used to. She was gonna be in solitary for a VERY long time.
>You turned over and looked at Cadance; she was giving the '3/4 stare', not looking at either of you but always having you in eyesight
"Twilight?"

>>30364557
(Alternate Ending 2: Epilogue 3)
>Twilight's head slowly rose, as if she was hopeful but didn't believe you were talking to her. Had she been hallucinating about you in here? Hopefully nothing lewd.
>She slowly rotated her head, and upon making eye contact, got up and rushed to the bars, and she reached out to stroke your face.
>"Nonny! I knew you'd come back! Do you miss your mama?"
>"Mm-hmm." You put on a sad front, a pouting face and dejected posture. You could feel Cadance tensing up behind you, fearing the worst. If cell phones existed here she might start calling Shining Armor.
>"Good filly, you're a good filly aren't you?" Twilight's eyes were full of hope, shining brighter than they undoubtedly had in a month.
"Of course I'm a good filly.
>"Well Anon, I have a plan. If you go to the newspapers, and tell everypony you lied and how Luna FORCED you to testify, we can declare a mistrial. Then everything can go back to the way it was before, and we can go home." She looked desperate, or crazy; but you had already confirmed the latter.
"Yeah, I'll tell them what really happened"

>>30364610
(Alternate Ending 2: Epilogue 4)
>"That makes me so happy Anon! I knew they had you under a spell, and that you'd come to your senses eventually. Now give your mommy a hug." She reached her hooves out through the bars, the arms extended out to receive your embrace.
"It HAS been a while since I've done that." You take a step forward, then turn to your left and wrap your hooves around Cadance, nuzzling into her chestfluff. She let out a surprised gasp; you'd never called her mom before, and she'd only kissed you goodnight TWICE, so you were basically an outcast. But hey, anything to screw over Twilight.
>"Nonny, I'm over here, silly."
>"...Nonny? Nonny?"
>She started crying again, slowly growing from sniffles to sobbing, tears crawling down her face, her eyes growing puffy and lightly reddened
>"No...no..." She falls to her knees, looking down at the concrete tile in despair. Funny, she had tried to make YOU emotionally dependent on HER, while in reality the opposite happened.
>You turn your head away from Cadance's chest to give a condescending look at Twicunt.
"Did you say something Purple?"
>She snapped her head up and violently pointed her hoof at her sister-in-law
>"NO NO NO! YOU CAN'T DO THIS CADANCE! YOU ALREADY HAVE A BABY, YOU CAN'T STEAL MINE!"
>Cadance leads you back out the door while your captor edges closer to insanity
>The guard shuts the door behind you with a quiet *boom* while Twilight's cries went from chest-racking to hysterical
>You only heard five coherent words from behind the door.
>"...what did I do wrong...?"

All this fucking green!
It's glorious!
It's like we're swimming in it!

I'm going to go get high, and cuddle up with my dakimakura, and a whiskey then read all this glorious, glorious green.
Bless you all!

>>30364655
y-you too

>>30364620
YESSSSS

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>>30364655
They're my bedtime stories.

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>>30364655
>>30364758

Sleep tight, poner

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>>30347153
What the fuck even is this thread

Like do you people actually unironically want to be turned into a child cartoon pony so you can be fucked or "bred" by people from /mlp/ or you yourself fuck an /mlp/ user that has been turned into a little filly? Do you realize how ridiculous that is
This is by far the most degenerate general on /mlp/ I mean it combines fucking pedophilia, transformation, beastiality and/or xenophilia and whatever other fetshes you might have and Tbh I gagged a lil bit upon discovering this thread
Please consider psychiatric help and reevaluate your life of you unironically browse this general and look at anon filly pictures

>>30364620
Stop that

>>30364838
sleep tight, poner

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>>30364884
>do you people actually unironically want to be turned into a child cartoon pony so you can be fucked or "bred" by people from /mlp/ or you yourself fuck an /mlp/ user that has been turned into a little filly?
Yes. The thought of that makes me rock hard.

>>30364838
Sleep tight, poner

>>30364884
Heh, it took a while

>>30364620
>twilight goes hollow ending

NSFW https://derpibooru.org/1468715

nyx general

>>30365332
noice
we need moar of the filly, MOAR

>>30365345
Fuck off

>>30365365
Isn't it considered a bad idea to insult your sponsors?

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>>30361100
Seriously, what does 'throwing a look' mean??

>>30365527
It means to quickly or suddenly focus on something, so in this context it would mean looking around quickly at anything that could possibly be a threat.

>>30362416

>You're back at the Castle of Friendship.
>It's a terrible name in your opinion.
>An opinion that Twilight didn't appreciate.
>Twilight had all her friends come over for what you assume is a "super important" meeting.
>They're all around that map table that hangs under the tree ornament.
>What are they talking about?
>Its probably about you given how you appeared out of the blue and like to piss off Twilight.
>And a few of the others too.
>At the time you didn't even know it.
>It's a small world after all.
>You're sitting in the reading lounge with Spike standing by the door.
>You're being confined due to your recent tendencies.
"Cmon, Spike. Just let me out."
>"No can do, Anon. Twilight told me not to let you leave."
>Fucking purple horse.
>You want to leave.
>How are you gonna do fun shit with Spike blocking you?
"I wont leave the castle, I promise."
>If you still had fingers you'd cross them behind your back.
>Spike shakes his head.
>"Nope."
"Well shit, you're no fun."
>"And you're not supposed to swear either."
"Dude, do I look like I give a shit?"
>"Twilight does."
"Well fuck Purple Horse."
>Spike rubs his temples.
>"Why are you like this Anon? Why are you so mean? What did we do to you?"
"Being an asshole is how I cope with the pain that is my existence."
>"You know, Anon, I'm not sure what to make of you. You're so bizarre, Everypony thinks you're just acting out for attention or something."
>You take a deep breath and hang your head.
"Whatever, you're no fun."
>You lie down on the couch
"I'm just going to sleep now, you've got me all depressed and shit. Not like I have anything else worth doing."

>>30365703

>You don't sleep.
>You just brood in thought.
>Is there some way you can actually convince them you aren't a child?
>At least mentally?
>They must at least recognize that you aren't dumb.
>Do they think you're just some outlier child?
>Any time you try to talk to them about being out of body, they just dismiss you.
>Like what you think doesn't matter.
>Its irrelevant.
>You're just a kid now.
>You're too stupid to understand the intricacies of adulthood.
>But thats not true.
>The contents of the book are much more aged then the cover.
>You start thinking back to all the stupid crazy shit you've done.
>The dumb things.
>Your first kiss.
>Your last day in school.
>Your first job.
>Its starting to all seem so distant now.
>The life you've lived is starting to become the fantasy, and this magical technicolor cartoon horse land is becoming the real one.
>You want to run away.
>Just run and never stop, never look back.
>Your sadness starts to envelop you.
>You bury your head into the cushions.
>You want to scream at the top of your lungs.
>You want to break the couch into a million pieces.
>Tear every page out of every book in this stupid room.
>The door opening pulls you from these thoughts.
>You pretend to stay asleep.
>"Hey Spike, thanks for watching over her. You can go now."
>Its Starlight.
>"Whew, thanks! I was getting a bit tired."
>"I really appreciate it. Tell you what, I've got an emerald with your name on it for being such a trooper."
>"Really? Wow! Thanks, Starlight!"
>"Mmmhmm!"

>>30365706

>You listen to Spike leave the room.
>The clopping of hooves in your direction is unmistakable.
>You don't want to talk right now.
>She sits on the couch next to you.
>"Aww.. she's so cute when she's sleeping."
>You're not cute.
"I'm not cute"
>This startles her, leaving her cheeks a shade of slight crimson.
>"Oh, I didn't know you were awake!"
"Meh."
>You roll back over and pretend like you're asleep again.
>"Oh come on, Why are you such a downer?"
"Well shit, I don't know. One day I wake up in a body that isn't my own in a fantasy world of talking horses. I used to be a man, you know. Now I'm a tiny female horse. Also, being nearly eaten by a bizarre wooden creature doesn't help."
>Starlight gives you a raised eyebrow.
"Do you know what that's like? No, you don't. It's fucking depressing. It's frustrating, and it's humiliating."
"Having the knowledge, experience, and wisdom of a mature mind but being treated like an insignificant child is probably the most horrifically diminishing experience I could ever think of."
"I mean hell, my life wasn't perfect before, but god damnit it was mine."
>Starlight replies with a quizzical expression.
>"It's really true, isn't it? You were not always a pony?"
"Yes. I was six feet stall and strikingly handsome with a beard to my belt."
>It's a slightly embellished description of yourself, but you gotta roll with it now.
"Also, I had a dick and balls."
>She chokes on a breath.
>"That's not entirely believable."
"Whatever. Didn't expect you to believe it anyway. Nobody does."
>"You mean nopony?"
"Nopony, nobody, no fucking difference."
>She puts a hoof on your shoulder
>"Anon, please."
"Leave me alone."
>"Anon, I-"
"LEAVE ME ALONE!"
>She retracts her hoof
>"ok."
>You bury your head back into the pillows
>You feel her leave the couch
>Fuck, why did you just pour your heart out like that?
>And why are you so emotional?

>>30365712

>Silence hangs over the room.
>You prefer it.
>Starlight breaks it to your chagrin.
>"Anon. I'm sorry."
>What?
>What is she sorry for
>"I'm sorry. I should be a better friend."
>This has your attention
>You lift your head from the pillows and look at her
>She's seated on the opposite couch
"What do you mean?"
>"You ran away... did we do something wrong?"
>Well, that conversation you eavesdropped on did spark your anger.
>You're not about to tell her you did that.
"No."
>"Something is obviously troubling you, why did you just leave us?"
>Her eyes are becoming watery.
>"We don't want to hurt you, that's not what friends should do. Friends should help each other solve their problems."
>Can you really say that you are friends?
>You haven't been here long.
>But then, she's been the only one thats actually been real to you.
>Everyone else is pretty meh.
>But still, friends?
>might be a stretch.
"Are we actually friends?"
>"I..."
>she chokes
"I mean, I feel like a fucking prisoner right now to be brutally honest."
>fuck.
>Now she's sobbing.
>Tears fall from her face and splash onto the cushions.
>god damn it.
>You didn't want to make her cry.
>Sure, you're an ass.
>Just not that much of an ass.
>Most of the time anyway.

>>30365719

>You get up from your couch and make your way to Starlight.
>You hop up next to her and try you best to wrap your arms around her in a hug.
"Hey, its ok. You didn't do anything wrong."
>She tries to speak between sobs.
>"y-yes, I did. I shou-ld listen t-to you. Help you."
>That would be nice.
>Too bad she's the only one that thinks so.
>You nuzzle her foreleg with your face.
"Hey, my story is pretty crazy, right? It must be pretty hard to believe."
>She looks at you with teary and bloodshot eyes, and nods.
"Hell, I hardly believe it myself, but here I am."
>You continue your efforts to comfort her.
>She puts a hoof around you.
>"I just wish you thought of me as a friend."
>You know what?
>Fuck it
>You don't even have to think about the words.
>They come naturally.
"You are my friend."
>You give her a boop on the nose.
>She smiles.
>Your heart melts just a little.
>She boops you back.
>Whoa, what the fuck.
>That feels amazing!
>You both start giggling.
>"I'm glad, but can you promise me something Anon?"
"Sure"
>"Could you never run away again? Please, just talk to me."
"Ok."
>She sniffles.
>"And another thing, can you tone down the language?"
"But it's a defining characteristic of my wonderful personality!"
>"Ponies are less likely to take you seriously when you do."
>Your face scrunches
>"You are a cute little filly, you know."
"No I'm not!"
>"Yes you are!"
"No!"
>"Yes!"

>>30365720

>You give up arguing it for now.
>"Tell you what Anon, If you stop swearing I'll make you a deal."
>This could be interesting.
>"If you stop swearing, then I promise to give you cuddles."
>what?
>cuddles?
>why would you want cuddles?
>Starlight moves you closer into her embrace.
>You find your face buried in her chest fluff.
>oh no.
>This is amazing.
>Why do you love this.
>Before you can enjoy the moment any longer, it is abruptly cut short as Starlight pushes you away.
>This is so unfair.
"N-no! It's not fair! This is cheating!"
>"No, its simply business."
>She gives you that warm smile again.
>God damnit.
>She's really got you by the balls right now.
>You really want those fucking cuddles.
>You would do just about anything for them.
>They're so heavenly.
"AAHHHH!!"
>You groan, pulling on your ears.
>"So, is it a deal?"
>Fuck it.
>You have nothing.
>Its all over.
"Fine. Its a deal."
>She pulls you back into her embrace.
>You immediately savor the feeling.
>You could get used to this.
>You feel so relaxed
>It doesn't take long for you to fall asleep.

>>30365723

>Be Starlight Glimmer.
>You can't help but think this filly is cute.
>Especially when she was sleeping.
>Or anytime really.
>Sure, she might be a bit abrasive and have some deep seeded mental and emotional issues.
>Not to mention the physical ones.
>But at heart she was a sweet and innocent little filly.
>She just needed the right guidance and care.
>A mother.
>What happened to her parents?
>And how did she end up here in the castle all alone?
>Her story makes sense, but is it really true?
>With a craftsman's care, you gently pull the covers back from the bed.
>You lower the snoring figure into the sheets and tuck her in.
"Pleasant dreams, my angel."
>You plant a loving kiss on her forehead.
>She weakly smiles and mutters something under her breath.
>You nuzzle her before silently making your way out of the room.
>The realization hits you.
>Why are you acting so maternal?
>You shouldn't be doing this.
>Surely she still has her parents, right?
>And they still love her.
>You shouldn't get too attached to her.
>She probably wont be staying much longer.
>You've never stopped to settle down and have a foal of your own.
>Never met the right stallion.
>The whole going evil, removing everyone's cutie marks and creating a utopian society fiasco got in the way of that.
>It wasn't even on your to do list at the time.
>But now, the thought of it warms your heart.
>A content smile spreads across your lips.

>>30365724
>You love the way the late sunset reflects off the gems of the chandelier.
>How the myriad of colors coalesce and give off a fantastic aura
>A visual euphoria of the magic of friendship.
>As you enter the throne room, you pick up on the conversation.
>"Twilight, I think you're just making a big deal out of nothing."
>"Ah gotta agree with Dash on this one."
>It looks like they're still at it.
>You figured they would have been done talking about it by now.
>Leave it to Twilight.
>"You can't deny how strange it is. She literally just appeared out of thin air."
>"Ahm sure she's from somewhere, Twi. We just gotta figure out where 'somewhere' is."
>You pull up a chair from nearby and sit at the table with the rest of the girls.
>Twilight turns to you.
>"Where's Anon?"
"She fell asleep."
>This elicits 'dawws' from the girls.
>You look around at everypony.
"I mean, is Anon really that big of a deal?"
>Rainbow Dash nods her head in agreement.
>"Yea! I thought there was a monster on the loose or something! Not some boring slice of life stuff."
>"Ohh Ohh! I still need to put together an 'It's late but welcome to Ponyville!' party!"
>Pinkie is practically bouncing in her seat.
>"Well, after the stunt she pulled at the boutique yesterday I'm not sure she deserves one! It was rather uncouth."
>"Oh come on, Rarity! It was just a prank! Plus, everypony deserves a party, especially welcome ones!"
>Fluttershy mumbles something but you can't hear her.
>You usually never do.
>Twilight takes control of the conversation.
>"Ok girls, the reason you're here is because I want your advice and input about what I should do with Anon."

>>30365730

>This gets your attention.
>"Her appearance from practically thin air is strange in and of itself. At first I just chalked it up as a random occurrence."
>She pauses a second before continuing.
>"What really intrigues me is her little 'adventure.' I don't think its a coincidence that she found the Tree of Harmony and suddenly gained the use of her magic."
>She taps her hoof on the table
>"There is something going on here, and I'm going to find out what it is. Since we cant find any record of her anywhere at all, It is assumed she has no home or parents to return to."
>She smiles
>"And I plan to adopt her."
>The circle of friends express surprise.
>Applejack speaks up
>"Are ya sure you can handle her? She sure seems like a hoof-full."
>"I think so. I've already begun drafting up the required paperwork."
>She magics a surprisingly large stack of parchment from seemingly nowhere and sets it on the table.
>"I know it will be hard work, but with you all as my friends I know that I can't fail."
>The other ponies all express their agreement.
>Except for you, you're still pondering the implications of this.

>>30365747

>"What about you, Starlight?"
"Huh?"
>"What do you think?"
>What do you think?
"I... I don't think its a good idea."
>"Huh? why not?"
>Twilight's expression is perplexed
"Isn't it a bit early to make this kind of decision? And what about Anon? Shouldn't you ask her first?"
>Twilight frowns.
>"I suppose if she doesn't stay here, I know of a superb foal's home in Canterlot, and I think it would be a great place for her to be."
>That's an even worse idea.
>You don't want Anon to go.
>"Some medical professionals are already taking an interest in her, and I have full confidence she would be well cared for."
>Is she actually considering this?
"I'd rather she stay here with us. Her and I are getting along well. She seems much more calm and normal with me. I think I'm a source of comfort for her, and I don't want her to lose that."
>Twilight nods
>"I have noticed how well you two are together. I just hope this doesn't cut into your friendship studies."
"No, It wont. I'll just have to work harder."
>You'll do it for Anon.
>She deserves as much.

>>30365332
Nice horsepussy

>>30362357
nobody can help themselves from including the FONV refrences

>>30366356
My brain kept telling me doc mitchell, glad to know im not 100% insane

>>30364838
Sleep tight poner

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>>30365332
Can't get enough of Anonfilly's horsepussy.

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>>30365754
Goddammit quit making my writing look like shit!

>>30366936
I need an Anonfilly version of the wojak pic.

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>>30364620
her suffering is delicious

>>30365754
please don't make purple be the mother, I can't believe I'm saying this but I would prefer more Starlight tbqhf

>>30366936
Your shitty writing makes your writing look like shit.

>>30367046
Gas all glimmerfags

>>30365332
Anonfilly is for sexual.

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>>30367309
Anonfilly is for cuddles.

>>30365579
>Be Twilight
>Entering Sugarcube Corner to pick up a cake you had ordered a week ago. You approached the counter, manned by a cheerful-looking Carrot Cake.
"Hello Carrot, it's so good to see you. I can to pick up my order?"
>"Oh! Twilight! It's so good to see you too, we have your cake ready in the back. I'll go get it."
>You take a wide look at your surroundings; the bakery looked as clean as ever; but it seemed more... unsafe than usual.
>No door on the oven in the back, what if Anon got curious and crouched inside, and somepony turned it on, and-
>You grip her shoulder tighter, making sure she didn't run behind the counter. She moved her shoulders a bit, trying to loosen your grip
>The glass display was okay, unless it cracked open and showered your little filly in sharp glass
>Wait, was that couple sitting at the table by the front window using a KNIFE to cut that extra-large muffin? How could you trust a mere customer with a sharp object?
>The gray floor tiles were too hard, Anon might trip and break her nose
>Look at the corners on that table, the edges might mark her forehead if she bumped into them
>"Here's your order, Miss Sparkle- oh! Customers!"
>A small group of ponies entered in behind you, the bell attached to the door making a small *ding*
"I'll see you later!" You give a quick wave before moving away from the counter.
>You picked up your order with your magic and tried to lead Anon outside, guiding her with your hoof.
"C'mon Anon, it's too dangerous in here". She wasn't paying attention (the most dangerous state of all), so you were forced to pick her up by the scruff with your mouth and carry her back out the door and into the warm summer sun, all the while she wriggled in your grasp. Thankfully the collar didn't get in the way.
"Hey, Purple, put me down- ooh, uh...."
>She seemed to be enjoying herself. The sensation of being completely powerless was almost comforting, being in the hooves of somepony you trusted.

>>30367078
trust me I hate Glimmer as much as the next Anon but you write her better than the show does so I'm liking her

>>30367078
>not liking the commie hors

>not wanting anon to use the commie hors for sex

are you gay?

>>30367905
Commies are for helicopter rides.
Not for cummies

>>30367950
why not both though?

rip

>>30367076
shit like this is exactly why you have a nyxposter

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>>30367340
Sexual cuddles

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>>30369647
Consensual hoof-holding

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>>30369815
lewd

>>30369477
Fuck off

Where did that Anon go that was writing the green about the dude and filly chilling on the couch, then barfing, that could possibly lead to lewd?
It was actually really cute.

>>30369815
>"Anon, I didn't raise you to be a slut!"

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>tfw will never be filly

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>>30370828
>tfw no anon to brush and hold you

>>30370847
That bedpost looks like a penis in the thumbnail

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>>30370828
A microwaveable TV dinner-for-one would really complete that picture.

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>>30370847
I want anon to brush my mane and cuddle me to sleep

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Filly!
http://pixelcanvas.io/@-437,442

>>30371783
Blowdry the filly.

>>30367420
>Be Anon
>Purple had now found out about your last class project; so you sat on the edge of the Cutie Map, your tail lazily flicking around while you awaited another tirade.
>She stood in front of you, another letter from Cherilee floating in her purple aura; you assumed Sweetie Belle had one as well. She took a moment to collect her thoughts; she didn't seem pissed, just exasperated.
>She had her hair up in a bun today; a few stray hairs had found their escape and hung around her face; Twilight either didn't notice, didn't care, or it was intentional. She eventually took a step towards you and began another nagging session
>"Now Anon, I know you're having a hard time catching up in class, but you need to work harder." Damn, why did Purple expect so much from you? First you needed to socialize, now this.
"Have you ever considered I'm trying my hardest?"
>She raises her eyebrow at that. "Anon, I've seen the lengths you go to screw with others. Try again."
"Maybe I got a learning disability when you transformed me." you add, a bit of fire in that statement.
>"Now that's not true, and you know it. Let's talk about what we can do about this, hmm?" She set the letter down on the table next to you.
>TBF it was Sweetie's fault you got a double-frowny face, she did all the work.
>"Anon, you can't act this way forever, you need to learn work ethic."
>Pssh, you're rich, why can't you fund my NEETlyfe?
>She squeezed your shoulder, moving her head a bit closer, her voice a bit softer. "I know you can do better Anon, you just need to apply yourself." She nuzzled you, the tip of her muzzle rubbing yours. You pretended to not enjoy it, but you could feel your left hind leg reflexively twitch.

>Now Twilight was going to read over ALL your history homework, and 'work on it with you'.
>Joke's on her, now you could just phone it in and she would fix everything. Easy PERFECT! stickers on every assignment
>At least that's what you thought it was gonna be.

>>30371783
Get a towel wet and waterboard her

>>30371783
I love it when fillies are wet.

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>>30371916
fuck off twilight

>>30371094
Doing God's work, Anon

>>30370847
>tfw she gets the results back and there's no abortions in Equestria

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>>30371933
It's her fault for being such a naughty foal.

>"Bad filly! Bad filly!"

>>30369857
At least I don't hate my only content creator

>>30371889
>So now you're sitting at the dining room table, forehooves behind your head while Twilight *checks* your work with a quill, her tongue sticking out the side of her mouth.
>"There! All done."
"Thank you Twilight, your proofreading is really-" you glance down at the worksheet and see it's just a bunch of markings in red ink
"Wha- what's this?"
>"Notes on mistakes you made, and I expect you to fix them all, young filly." Your mouth just sits agape, realizing the horror of having to fill out a third-grade worksheet. Some of the questions even asked for a full 3-5 sentence paragraph, so basically slave labor
>"What, you expected me to do the work FOR you?" she scoffed, turning to go work on god-knows what.
>Dammit, she'd figured out your strategy

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>>30371933
>tfw your endless autistic greenposting turns an entire weekly thread against a well-liked character, making her synonymous with abusive behavior.

>>30347153
STAND PROUD come back please!

>>30372642
actually all nighter beat you to that

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i don't like this pic enough to post it on my social media so i guess i'll just leave it here since there's an anonfilly thread atm

>>30373164
holy fucking SHITFUCK
that is super goddamn cute
now just add eyelashes, ties it all together

>>30373164
dude, that is really damn cute, but yeah, just needs eyelashes for that extra girlishness.

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>>30373213
well since its been like 2 hours, i went and did it

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>>30373344

>>30372137
would you take responsibility and help her Anon?

>>30373344
Aww, good filly.

are there any good greens with applejack or maybe a speechbarrier? i mean except that one anoncolt story

>>30373344
qt, draw more

>>30373933
Applejack already has a speech impediment..

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>>30373344
Also moar pls. You drawfags are true heroes.

>>30373344
I want to rub Anonfilly's belly.

>>30374383
qt, write more

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>>30367078

>>30372547
>Be Twilight, sitting across the table from a very indignant Anon
>"No!"
>She sat before an untouched plate of Caeser salad, her hooves crossed and nose upturned
"Anon, you need to eat more greens. Look, since you did such a good job on your homework, you can have a bowl of ice cream if you finish your salad."
>She just shook her head at that, her black mane flapping a bit with the movement
>"Mm-nmm." You could see her slouch a bit lower in her seat, never looking you in the eye.
"C'mon Anon, just add a bit more ranch dressing, you won't even be able to taste the lettuce."
>"You already covered the whole plate in ranch, I can't even SEE anything else."
>It was true, you'd already hit the maximum of ranch possible trying to convince her.
>Shit, her BMI was still too low, you didn't want your filly to be so underweight.
"Well, you can't leave the table until you finish your plate." You stomped your hoof a little to add some weight to the threat.
>"...Okay." She just scooched a bit in her wooden chair, getting into a more comfortable position. Her tail flowed through a couple of gaps between the oak bars of the chair's back, the hair tips just a few inches above the ground.
"Well, I hope you're comfy. Because I'm not giving in." You turned and went to work on your checklist for the next day.
>Anon would give up eventually. She had to.

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>>30376255
Anonfilly needs a good spanking.

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>>30376329
That's not punishment.

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Have a thing

>>30377366
Who knew that Anonfilly was a mareletfillylet(?)?

>>30377366
Nice work...and nice work to all you drawfags here. Lots of quality work lately.

>>30377366
Anonfilly scissoring DT when?