>Spoonfeed me. What's this thread about?This thread typically consists of Anon gone filly, as he's thrust into a new life as a cute little pony.>What's to be expected?Fillies, cuteness, Anon-tier shenanigans, bitchy Twilight, desires to be the little filly, etc..>Any archive of photos or stories?Dropbox (Photos):https://www.dropbox.com/sh/h46ituoalc71wp9/AACmTe3H8s10ArK3-5Q_3juqa?dl=0Stories:https://docs.google.com/document/d/1BP6aPchH3lGIRdzd78IWykMCXuKLrNABi6bxZGVTy9c/edit>I'm a contributor.Great! For writers, just notify ̶A̶l̶l̶ ̶N̶i̶g̶h̶t̶e̶r̶ ̶F̶g̶t̶ Lone15, so you can have your green added to the Doc. For artists, animators, or any other content makers, you can store your fillies in the Dropbox for future viewing pleasure.Some especially based faggot also recently compiled nearly every filly image ever created, which you can check out here: https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1AowOdwFzlbRk0FVZsRGRYe2hyKhzo2h3?usp=sharingAssess how well you fit into the filly hivemind: https://projects.fivethirtyeight.com/personality-quiz/?group=-LdS-38NvfIG9PHPrYB8>I don't like this thread because of reasons.You'll never know how it is unless you try a dose of filly.Dead Mare: >>41352358
Im the gay and retarded one
WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?
>>41354379Anon, can we risk filly cunny in images right after the entire goddamn site got gutted? What if this is Hiro's final solution to the blue board question?
>>41352911C.
Jannies are so gay for this. How do you accidentally wipe several boards? I didn’t even get a chance to go through and save all the fillies.
>>41354627Desuarchive is your friend, friend
>>41354627DEI mods
>>41354627>How do you accidentally wipe several boards?The tranny-jannies aren't the smartest bunch.
>>41352911>>41351324>>41351385>>41351632>>41351671>>41351734>>41351979>>41352154>>41352178>>41352938>>41352943>>41353373>>41353509>>41353685>>41353703>>41353760>>41353786>Once she's a little closer, you can see her more clearly>"Get up. I'm taking you back to the house." Shutterbug orders>You nod, slowly standing from your prone position and stretching out like a cat>After a few quiet pops from your stiff joints, you quickly toss on your ratty saddlebags and rush to Shutterbug's side>She'd started walking away when you were midstretch>Your eyes drink in the passing scenery as the two of you walk in silence>Not many ponies out>You take a deep inhale in preparation to sigh, only to have the warm scent of freshly baked bread make its way into your nose>The smell makes the dull emptiness in your stomach all the more noticeable>You frown when you realize what you're feeling>You look over to Shutterbug>She has a polite smile painted onto her muzzle but her eyes are half-lidded with boredom"Hey, uh, Shutt-">Your words are cut off when her eyes shoot over to you, a worrisome sharpness within>Right, almost forgot"Miss Shutterbug, ma'am." You correct>"Continue." Shutterbug responds, her eyes returning to the path ahead"I, uh, I was just wondering...what's for dinner, ma'am?">"Food." Shutterbug answered, her eyes remaining forwards>Her non-answer makes your snout scrunch>You grumble as you face forward once again>You go back to admiring everything around you>You've been here for a while now, but it still blows you away>This land of sentient horses is nothing like Earth>Not just because of the magic or the fact that you're a little kid again>But every color and hue is...louder>The leaves are greener, the sky is bluer, and the sun is brighter>Yet nothing really stands out too much from anything else>Everything just works in...unity?>Tandem?>Hm...>Trying to think of the right word occupies your mind for the rest of the walk home
>>41355073>Soon enough the two of you reach Berry's house>A cozy little thing, closer to the edge of town>It needed some TLC here and there, but it was still nice>As Shutterbug pushes open the door, the muffled sound of music can be heard>Following her inside and to the kitchen, you're welcomed by an unusual sight>Berry Punch was at the stove, stirring something in a steaming pot and swaying her rump out of time with the music blasting from the record player>It sounds like some mix between smooth jazz and swing>The scent of tomatoes and herbs with a savory undertone invades your nostrils, making your mouth water>Berry hasn't noticed you two, humming and dancing as she stirs>"Berry.">She keeps dancing.>"Berry!">No answer>Shutterbug growls and stomps over to the record player, the music interrupted by a record scratch when she aggressively shoves the needle off the record>Berry Punch keeps dancing for a few moments more before realizing the situation>"Oh hey, Shuts!" Berry waved at Shutterbug, eliciting an even deeper frown from the unicorn>"I've picked up the foal. She's your responsibility for the rest of the evening." Shutterbug about-faced and headed down the hallway, soon followed by the sound of a door opening and closing>Berry Punch quirked a brow and looked around the kitchen, her eyes widening happily when they landed on you>"Kid!">Berry shuffled over to you and shoved her face into your cheek, messily nuzzling you>You try not to gag at the acrid stench of cheap wine coming off of her>Berry pulls away, staring down at you ecstatically>"How was your first day of school, Kid?"A. "It was good."B. "I got bullied..."C. Start sobbingD. "Are you drunk?"E. "What's cookin'?"A. "It was good."B. "I got bullied..."C. Start sobbingD. "Are you drunk?"E. "What's cookin'?"
>>41355077C.I just think it's very funny.
>>41355077A and E
>>41355428What about the Playboy Channel, MTV, or Lifetime yo?
>>41355077C and d
>>41355077E
>>41355077C.S-s-shutterbug hates me!
>>41355077A.i already know berry is a wino so theres no real reason bothering with any other course of action
>>41355077Seconding for C and D, we're the pathetic brand of filly after all.
>>41355077A and E. As much as being autistic and pathetic is in line with anonfilly, nothing today should be enough to set sobbing off. Everyone knows you have to throw a huge tantrum full of swearing and insults before breaking down, as ordained by tradition.
>>41355883Crocodile tears, capitan.
>>41355617>>41355776mega gay faggots spotted just because youre a little girl dosent mean you have to act like one
>>41355934>>41355919
>>41355950>implying that excuses how gay that behavior is in the slightest anon please
>>41355983Emotional manipulation, make her feel guilty
fresh filler
>>41355077D followed by A followed by B followed by E without waiting for any answers>>41356732I love this filler
>>41355985This filly isn't manipulative, she's just a sadsack
>>41355077A and Ebut C happening without noticing
>>41356768Maximum pathetic, a true failure
>>41356749This is the way
>>41356844this is the best option
>>41355985Feeling bad for us doesn't really accomplish much. That is, unless we can use it to get alcohol off her. Booze will call to us sooner or later.
>>41355077>>41355269>>41355428>>41355617>>41355623>>41355704>>41355720>>41355776>>41355883>>41355920>>41356749>>41356844>>41357802>>41358403>Your brain overflows with thoughts of how to respond to Berry's question"It was good." You answer almost too quickly>The image of being berated by those two fillies flashes before your mind's eye"Hey, uh, what's cookin'?" You nod in the direction of the stove, "Smells pretty good.">"Hm? Oh yeah!" Berry rushes to the stove, giving the pot some extra quick stirs as if doing so would make up for it being unattended>You absentmindedly rub your eyes as you walk to Berry's side>Her booze breath must've been making them water>"Here. Taste this.">Berry leans down, wooden spoon in her mouth>The bowl of the spoon is a dollop of chunky red something>You give it an exploratory sniff, only getting the same smell from earlier but far more potent>You tentatively lean in and take the spoon's contents into your mouth>Your eyes shoot open, a pleasured groan rumbling in your throat as you savor the flavor>Berry giggles, "That good, huh?">You nod fervourously, getting another giggle from Berry>"Alright, Kid, go and sit down." Berry gestures to the table as she steps over to one of the cabinets>You quickly make your way over to the table, clambering onto a chair>Looking back over to the stove, the added height lets you see an empty wine bottle lying on the counter>Before your gaze can linger on it any longer, your attention is stolen by the sound of two bowls being placed on the table>Berry takes her seat as you examine your bowl, various vague shapes hidden by that same red sauce"What is it?">"Spaghetti and mushrooms!" Berry exclaimed as she threw her hooves in the air>You can't help but let out a small giggle at Berry's antics>She might be a drunk, but at least she's a fun drunk>"Eat up, Kid. I made it special for your first day." Berry gives you a warmly crooked smile>You smile in return and take a bite of your food, humming approvingly when you note how the sauce is uplifted by the taste of the juices gushing out of the roasted mushrooms>In spite of how many times you've tasted it, Berry's cooking always surprises you>As you eat, you're careful to not get any sauce on your fur>Berry eats from the bowl like...well, like a horse>The kitchen is silent save for the pleased sounds of eatingA. Talk to Berry [Write what you want to say]B. Finish dinner silently
>>41359124A.>Consider how horse eating works>Make an attempt to eat in kind, without making your face look like you've just earned your red wings>Probably fail"Hey Berry, how much can you drink?"
>>41359073KEK seems like it was deployed too late
>>41359124Ask her about Shutterbug and whether she is always this cranky
>>41359124A, let's ask her how her day has been, (we should know if/where she works or not but that hasn't been made privy to us), maybe ask for some filly comforts after dinner like being read a story on the couch with her?
>>41359124A. Ask what with Shutterbug being so.. hostile? Distant with us? But most importantly ask her why they chose to adopt us.Really unclear how much they know of our origin, but hopefully this is the opportunity for some exposition.
>>41359124Where'd she get the mushies?
>>41359124A. "can you tell me the story of how you and shutterbug met again?"
>>41359124B
>>41359124A. "Holy shit, a talking horse!" and pass out.
>>41359124A. "Why doesn't mom (Shutterbug) like me....?
>9
>>41359124A, say at least three slurs
>>41361005
>>41359124A. "Can I try some of your special juice?"
>>41361990Please don't drink mom's fluids
>>41362019Teat
>>41359124>>41359202>>41359303>>41359482>>41359594>>41359630>>41359656>>41360101>>41360328>>41360476>>41361382>>41361990>You silently watch Berry eat for a few moments before a thought enters your brain"Hey, uh, Berry?">"Mm?" Berry hums as she lifts her head from her food, red sauce and stray bits of noodle painting her muzzle>You giggle softly at the sight and continue"I was just wondering...">So many questions on your mind>Best to start simple"How was your day?">"How was my day? Mmm...">Berry hummed as her eyes raised to the ceiling in thought>"It was...good." Berry casually licked some of the sauce from her snout"Good? You get a lot of work done today?">"N-no, but um, I...">Berry dragged out the "I" as her attention meandered about the kitchen, hooves gently tapping the table>"...I, got things in order. To do work. Yeah, uh, scheduling stuff, y'know?""Scheduling stuff?">Her wandering gaze landed on the pantry, prompting her to hop out of her seat and beeline for it>"Yeah yeah, scheduling stuff." Her muffled voice repeated from within the pantry.>After only a moment, Berry made her way back to the table and set down a bottle of cheap wine with a *THNK*>"Gotta make sure nothing overlaps, y'know?" Berry placed a hoof onto her chair, hesitating as she glanced towards you, her brow pinched in mild contemplation>A small huff from her nose and she went to fetch a wine glass from the cupboard>You couldn't help but note how she moved to grab a glass with far less enthusiasm than she had grabbing the wine>Once she's back in her seat and filling her glass, you speak up again"What else did you do? I'm pretty sure we didn't have mushrooms this morning." You gesture to your bowl of food>"Oh, Coni had some left over after the market closed.">Coni...She must be talking about Conifer Cap, your neighbor with the mushroom butt photo>Berry brings the glass to her lips and takes a great gulp of the stuff, followed by a sigh deep enough to make her eyes flutter closed>She's silent for a beat before opening her eyes again, a smile returning to her face with a renewed serenity"She was happy to let me take some off her hooves.">You nod, satisfied with that answer as you lean down to take another mouthful of food>You realize you were a bit too ambitious with that bite when you feel the fur around your mouth matted with sauce>You mentally shrug it off>You're a kid, you're allowed to be messy"So, uh.." You start, your mouth still half-full of food, "Shutterbug seemed pretty peeved when she picked me up from school.">"Oh yeah?" Berry smirked as she quirked a brow>You nod, swallowing your mouthful before continuing"Yeah. Did something happen, or...?" Your question trails off>Berry chuckled>"She woke up, that's what happened." Berry chuckled harder at her joke and finished off her glass>"No, but um, apparently something kinda went teats up with her work today. She never told me what though."
>>41362656>Hmm...>Shutterbug did tend to get obsessed with her work>Even more so than most ponies you've met>Speaking of meeting..."Berry, would you mind telling me a...a story?">Ugh, you felt like such a baby asking something like that>Berry chuckled at your question, her unfocused eyes drifting over to the window>Seeing how late it was, Berry shrugged>"Guess you could use a bedtime story. What kinda story?""Um, how about you tell me how you and Shutterbug met? Again?">Berry gives you an incredulous look, "Seriously?">You nod>Berry shrugged again, "Alright...">"There I was, Berry Punch, doing what I do.">Berry filled her glass back up to the top as she spoke>"Sitting in the bar," Berry took a sip, "Drinking.">"And sittin' next to me, was this sad little unicorn. She was nursin' on some cider or something. The cheap stuff that tastes like pisswater, y'know?">"I mean, guess you don't know. Hope you don't know." Berry muttered, giggling to herself>She must've been pretty drunk when you got home if she's already slurring this much>"Anywhos, she was sittin' there, lookin' all sad and stuff. I asked her what was goin' on, 'nd she started tellin' me about how she came to Ponyville to 'hit it big' in the...the uh...the picture business, or whatever.">"But then she tells me 'bout how she lost ALL her money 'n' ALL her luggage on the way here! Can ya believe it?">"And I...Well, I-I try to be a good pony, a good mare. Always be a good mare, Anon, always. Ya gotta...ya gots to be a good mare...">Berry stared into her glass for a moment with a drunken smile>"A good mare..." Berry brings her head back up to look at you again>"I go ahead and offer her a place to stay. She says 'I can't pay rent', I say 'Fuggedaboudit!'">"And now, uh...Now she lives here!" Berry swung her front legs into the air, giggling.>Her joy is so intoxicating that you can't help but giggle with her>Once she comes down from her giggling fit, Berry glances at the clock>Berry squints her eyes to read it>"Yeesh, that late, huh? Head to bed, Kid.">You look down at your half-empty bowl, grimacing at the sight of how much spaghetti was left>Berry had served you both enough for a grown mare, but you suppose your filly body still couldn't handle quite that much>You looked over to Berry and she simply shook her head>"Don't worry about it." >You smiled gratefully and hopped down to the floor>Berry leaned down from her chair to give you a goodnight nuzzle that you returned"Night, Berry.">"Night, Kid.">You head down the hallway in the direction of your room>Once you're roughly halfway down the hall, your eye is caught by a red glow seeping out from beneath Shutterbug's bedroom door>It's not unusual, maybe every other night or so she leaves that light onA. Go straight to bedB. Get ready for bed and sleepC. Knock on Shutterbug's door
>>41362662Get close and try to overhear what is going on behind Shutterbug's door. Don't get close enough to the point that it makes it obvious what we were doing if she does open. Need enough space to play off that we were just simply walking down the hallway.
>>41362662C.It beckons us!
>>41362662C, and if she answers, let her know dinner was really good if she's hungry.
>>41362662C
>>41362662B
>>41362662This >>41362764
>>41362662C.Let the plot thicken!
>>41362764Support may also need a hug
>>41362662C, ask if she wants dinner as others have said.
>>41362662>>41362682>>41362719>>41362764>>41362794>>41363433>>41363602>>41364177>>41365582>You take a step closer to Shutterbug's door>You lift a hoof and give a gentle knock>No answer>You knock again, a bit harder this time"Shutterbug?">No answer>You lean in slowly, turning your head and swiveling one of your ears as you do so>You cup your ear against the cool wood, holding your breath as you listen closely for a few moments>You can only make out a near-imperceptible buzzing from within>Pulling your head away, you sigh and step away>You decide to leave her be for tonight>A sudden yawn reminds you how late it is>You quickly wash up and crawl into bed, falling asleep as soon as your head touches the pillow-=-=-=->In your peripheral vision you can see your knuckles turning white from how tightly you grip the steering wheel>Keeping your eyes on the road, you dart your hand to the dial to turn up the music>It's as high as it'll go>You still can't hear it>All you hear is the rain-=-=-=->Your eyes flutter awake as you feel the warmth of the sun dancing on your back>Laboring to get on all four hooves, you stretch and groan and writhe your tired muscles back to life>You rub your bleary eyes and take in the sight of your room>No furniture other than the bed you're on, a writing desk against the wall, and a chest in the corner>No decorations either>Not even curtains to let you keep that damned sun out>The word that comes to mind is "barren">Though that word puts a bad taste in your mouth, so you go with "spartan" instead>Way cooler>With that, you hop to the floor and trot over to your door>Opening it, the scent of something being cooked wafts in your face>You follow the smell to the kitchen>Arriving there, you see Shutterbug at the stove, spatula in her magic and stirring something in a pan>"Took you long enough." Shutterbug said, her focus remaining on the pan>A few more minutes of stirring and Shutterbug levitated over a plate, pouring the pan's contents onto it and placing it on the table>You scramble onto a chair, looking down at the plate to see it full of scrambled eggs>You take a bite, your face scrunching something fierce at the taste>Not a speck of seasoning, and overcooked to the point of rubber>At least it's not burnt>You look over towards Shutterbug, whose back is facing you as she does something on the counterA. Finish your food silentlyB. Ask about Berry [Write your question]C. Ask about Shutterbug [Write your question]D. "Do I really have to go to school?"
>>41365970C.>Hey Shutterbug, is it true that you're planning on world domination?
>>41366058PR rules the world, so they say and who is more in control of PR than a journalist?
>>41366080>who is more in control of PR than a journalist?The owner of the newspaper/tv channel.He who controls the news controls the narrative.
>>41366107Then we shall make Shutterbug the head of the news
>>41366140Sounds like a planGuess we need to find out what hasn't been working for her so far
>>41366664>2 offwhat a shame
>>41366700This filly isn't evil enough for satanquints.However, in an alternate reality >>41366666
>>41365970C. "What's your favorite food, and is it friends with pepper?"
>>41365970C.>were you always a photographer, ya know before you came to ponyville?
Couldn't think of what to draw for this one>>41365970 >>41366058>>41366987>>41367991>You watch Shutterbug for a moment"Miss Shutterbug, ma'am?">She doesn't respond, but one ear swivels to your direction>You take this as a sign to continue"Were you always a photographer? Ya know, before you came to Ponyville?">Shutterbug doesn't respond, the ear pointed towards you giving a flick>You're about to repeat your question when she speaks up>"No. I had a variety of hobbies before finding my cutie mark. Once I did, I became a photographer full-time.">Shutterbug turns around, revealing a brown lunch bag in her magic>Your eyes follow as it floats over to and into your saddlebags next to the front door>"You haven't eaten.">Your head spins around and you nearly gasp when you see just how close Shutterbug is, standing next to you and glaring down at your plate>She must've walked up when you were distracted>Shutterbug's eyes dart to yours, instantly causing your heart to double its pace>Your mind rushes at Mach 3 as you try to respond"I-i...It's not my favorite food.">Shutterbug's eyes continue boring into yours>You can almost hear your heart pounding in your chest>The ticking of the clock is the only sound as moments pass>Shutterbug's eyes roll derisively as she steps away>"Foals..." Shutterbug mutters as she levitates your plate into the fridge >She walks to the front door, opens it, and looks at you expectantly>You hop down from your seat and rush to your saddlebags>You decide to pipe up again as you go about putting them on"What's your favorite food, Miss Shutterbug, ma'am?">Shutterbug raises a brow at your question>"Why do you ask?""Um...">Maybe you can play up the kid thing"...I dunno.">Shutterbug huffs from her nose, "Of course you don't.">She ushers you out the door, her magic closing it behind her. "And it's 'don't know'." "Huh?">Shutterbug plants on a polite smile as she starts on the walk to the schoolhouse>You follow close behind, having to speedwalk to keep up>"You said 'dunno'. That's not a word. You are meant to say 'don't know'." Shutterbug explains as she smiles and waves to a couple of passing ponies>The gall of this horse to correct you>You'd try something if she weren't at least twice your size>"Honestly, what do they even teach you in that shack they send you foals to?" She asks>The way she says it tells you that she doesn't really want you to answer>You walk in silence, Shutterbug politely greeting any passing ponies>You're nearly at the school when you realize you still feel irked by Shutterbug correcting you>A smirk makes its way onto your face as you think up a plan to mess with her"Hey, Shutterbug.">Shutterbug stops in her tracks, blowing an aggressive snort and spinning around to face you>You can feel a fire in her eyes"Is it true that you're planning on world domination?"
>>41368411>That fire is immediately extinguished>You feel a shiver up your spine, your smirk disappearing with your previous bravado>Her smile is untouched but her eyes are cold now>Cold and trained on you like a hawk>Shutterbug takes a deep, controlled inhale>"I didn't quite hear that, Anonymous.">Shutterbug's words are strained and you can see the effort it's taking for her not to clench her teeth>"Care to repeat that?"A. "I said, is it true that you're planning on world domination?"B. "I-I-I said, is it you that's wanting a, uh, award nomination?"C. Stare silentlyD. Piss yourself in fear
>>41368414B while doing D
>>41368414A, get in on the action before that train leaves the station.What could go wrong?
>>41368414I vote we boop
>>41368414>>41368466A and boop her in a loving manner to get her extremely confused.
>>41368414Gotta be A, look innocent
>>41368524This
>>41368414A.>meet her gaze >squint a little like Colt Eastwood >and say it with as much confidence possible while standing tall
>>41368414D, then C
>>41368414D, filly should be afraid
>>41368724
>>41368524>>41368604>>41368630These, and simultaneously D
>>41368739okay we get it, youre gay
>>41368724this is now my own reaction to immediately noticing mistakes on postinggod it never fucking ends
>>41368414Anything but D
>>41368414C, then quietly: "it was once revealed to me in a dream"
>>41368763Anything and D
>>41368414D, filler gets spooked
>>41369057
>>41368414so much >>41368524
The filler is gonna get gameover'd if you keep this upOr she's gonna be brought into the plan as a disposable pawn
>>41368414>>41368524this so much
>>41369796I think we can be a perfectly sposable pawn
>>41368414A. Boop is good. Show a loving attitude about it as well. Hopefully that'll get her to stop and think that we're maybe on her side.
>>41369796im just curious how far i can push my luck with the queen of the broken hive
>>41368524Based, voting for this too>>41368414Loving this so far, I'm the doc Anon. Any chance you want to create a ponepaste for the cyoa? I'll add it
>>41368414>One of the ponies at school said you wanted to and that's neat! I think it'd be cool to have a mom who rules the world.Or something like that. We can throw diamond under the bus if she demands to know who.
>>41371241>We can throw diamond under the busfor a split second my mind glossed over the analogy and i pictured actually bucking her in front of a moving bus lol
>>41368414>>41368445>>41368459>>41368466>>41368524>>41368604>>41368612>>41368630>>41368693>>41368732>>41368739>>41368763>>41368777>>41368805>>41368841>>41369132>>41370168>>41370213>>41371010https://ponepaste.org/10309>>41371241>You furrow your brow and take a deep breath, keeping your voice as steady as you can"I said, is it true that you're planning world domination?">Shutterbug narrowed her eyes and she slowly leaned in, her muzzle mere inches from yours>"You petulant pony...">Shutterbug's voice is hushed and sharp, the corner of her smile twitching>"I have half a mind to string you up like a-""Boop!">Shutterbug falls deathly quiet when your hoof makes contact with her nose>Shutterbug's eyes drift towards your hoof, still pushing her snout in>A moment passes, and your ears twitch and swivel when you realize you can hear a muffled, rapid clicking sound>You think it's coming from...Shutterbug?>Before you have a chance to question the odd noise further, you catch a glimpse of movement out the corner of your eye>"Good morning!">Both you and Shutterbug look over to the sound to see a white, purple-maned mare and a filly of like complexion with a lavender-streaked mane>Shutterbug's head shoots up, her face of enraged perplexion instantly morphing into one of casual enthusiasm>"Good morning! Lovely day, isn't it?" Shutterbug responds, all trace of animosity gone from her voice>"Oh, it absolutely is, Darling.">The mare takes a second look at the both of you, "Forgive me if I'm mistaken, but I don't believe I've ever seen you before. Are you new in town?">Shutterbug giggles and nods>"Yeah, I guess you could say that. I'm Shutterbug, and this is Anon.">You let out a yip when you feel Shutterbug's cold magic nudge you forwards>"Go ahead and introduce yourself, Anonymous.">The mare smiles at you expectantly, the filly staring curiously from her side>You look between Shutterbug and your new acquaintances a few times as you think of what to doA. "Hi, I'm Anonymous."B. "Damn, you're petty hot."C. Stare silentlyD. "No."E. "STRANGER DANGER!"
>>41371282B at Sweetie BelleThen E as loudly as possible at Rarity
>>41371282B of course. We need to earn a reputation for a bugmom to consider us.>>41371311Checked frbr.
>>41371282B for Rarity and E for Sweetie Belle. Never trust a filly. We would know.>"You petulant pony..."And she gave herself way to a foal that now knows she isn't a pony. She's pretty bad at acting normal around others... just like us. Maybe she's also autistic? We must comfort her of this fact when we're alone again!
>>41371282Now it is time to >D. Piss yourself in fear
>>41371282F, piss yourself
>>41371282E along with pissing yourself.
>>41371282I say B and piss yourself. Pheromones and all.
>>41371282A
>>41371282A into B (at either of them) into C
>>41371282A or B, whichever is more fun!
>>41371282C.I'll add it to the doc tonight, provided I don't get axe-murdered or shot at either of these Greyhound stations
>>41371282A.all these spaghett spilling retards picking b make me want to reeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
>>41372434>spoilerBecause shit's fun you nerd
>>41372441but i wanna be the cool headed hot shot superstar filly
>>41373693Whatever happened to those country roads...
>>41373821Taken home, to the place...they belong.
>>41371282>>41371311>>41371337>>41371427>>41371564>>41371566>>41371860>>41371863>>41371956>>41372068>>41372326>>41372344>>41372434>You keep looking between Shutterbug and the other two ponies>Your mind is torn in every which way as you try to think of what to do>Your heart starts racing, your chest moving nearly in rhythm with it from your hyperventilating>With your brain scrambled in a soup of nerves and fear, your darting eyes land on the waiting mare >You holler out the first words your instincts can cobble together"STRANGER DANGER!">All three ponies around you are physically taken aback, sharing flustered glances between themselves>"F-forgive her, she's..." Shutterbug trails off with a shake of her head, clearly at a loss for words>As you wind down from your outburst, your eyes drift towards the frightened filly>Your gaze traces along her tense form>Instinct takes the reigns once more"Damn, you're pretty hot.">The filly's face flushes with embarrassment, the mare scoffs, and Shutterbug coughs and gags>"Shutterbug, was it?" The white mare started as she magically moved the filly further away from you>"I'd recommend you teach your daughter some manners, Miss Shutterbug. Before she says the wrong thing to a less forgiving pony.">"I didn't, Sh-she's not!..." A mortified Shutterbug tries to explain as the mare marches away towards the schoolhouse, blushing filly in tow>Once they disappear behind the schoolhouse door, Shutterbug groans and facehoofs>She turns to you with a disdainful glare, her snout scrunched up in disgust>You stare back with an innocent grin>Shutterbug picks you up by the scruff in her magical grip and harshly whispers into your ear>"I don't know what game you think you're playing, but know this: I am not one to be toyed with.">She levitated you over and plopped you directly in front of the school entrance>"We will discuss your...everything, after school." >And with that, Shutterbug turned away and left>Now you have that to look forward to>You push open the door and walk inside>You see that you're much earlier than yesterday>Only a few foals are here, already seated and chatting with their friends, while Miss Cheerilee is nowhere to be seen>Every other seat is emptyA. Sit next to Silver Spoon and the pink fillyB. Sit next to the white filly from earlier and her friendsC. Sit in one of the other empty seats
>>41372344I am alive and the link has been added. Hell of a trip, but this is the filly thread so I won't talk about it.>>41374445B, we need to get to know the white filly if we want to take her on a date anytime soon
>>41374445B
>>41374445B but also try to introduce ourself without exploding into overcooked spaghetti and try to get her name
>>41374445B but also try to seduce her and definitely ask her for a date.
>>41374445B. the inevitable choice nowlets see if the spaghetti spillage "impressed" her somehow
>>41374445A, time to make those two uncomfortable.
>>41374445Bump
>>41374445C.There's no way we're comfortable with sitting next to someone we just spilled spaghetti all over.
>>41374445B, "Your mom is pretty hot"
>>41363342>>41371325
>>41376077>WIDE LOAD
>>41376077That is one fluffy filly.
>>41376609>>413770514U
>>41375543filly shake
>>41377090Biting is how you earn "bad filly points".
>>41377705not when its self defense
>>41377705Worst part is that purple uses them as an excuse to steal fries and tendies
>>41378363Purple can fuck right off, these are my nuggies
>>41374445>>41374474>>41374482>>41374512>>41374568>>41374722>>41374854>>41374898>>41374907>>41374948>>41375529>>41375532>>41375543>>41375961>>41377044>You feel overwhelmingly compelled to sit next to that white unicorn filly you'd "introduced" yourself to>Her and her two friends are too wrapped up in their discussion to notice you walking over and setting yourself up at the desk right next to their little "L" arrangement>"-and then Ah asked him why he was wearin' a dress and hidin' in a closet, and 'e said-""Hi.">All three fillies look over at you, the sudden undivided attention catching you a little off guard"I'm, uh, Anon.">A few silent moments pass, the white unicorn's face slowly growing pink with blush>The yellow filly seated in front of you was the first to break the silence>"Why'd ya call Sweetie Belle hot?" She asked, giving you a confused look and gesturing towards Sweetie Belle -- the white unicorn"Um, well that's cause she's...">You glance over at Sweetie Belle, seated at your left as she avoids eye contact>You take another look at her as a whole>Her smooth, immaculate coat, the color of polished ivory>Her streaked mane curling just so to frame her adorable face >The curves of her youthful flesh, her shapely flank devoid of the weird butt tattoo every pony else seems to have>You're not really sure what is attractive to horses, but something deep in the more primitive structures of your mind incessantly repeats a single word>And you find yourself nodding in ecstatic agreement"Hot.">The orange filly seated in front of Sweetie bursts into a fit of laughter, the yellow one joining soon after>Sweetie Belle's snout scrunches hard and she glares at her two friends>"It's not funny!" Sweetie squeaks>This only pushes them to laugh even harder>The infectious noise urges you to giggle along with them>Realizing you three weren't going to stop, she crosses her front legs and lets out a "Hmph!", turning away with her ears flat against her skull and her snout heavily scrunched>The sound of a door squeaking open amidst your laughter barely catches your attention>Glancing over you see the white mare from earlier stepping out of Miss Cheerilee's office>Her pleasant smile flips into a frown as she glares at the four of you>Her expression makes you take another look at your situation>An upset filly surrounded by laughing foals>Realizing the terrible optics, you look back towards the mare to maybe try and explain yourself>Looking around the class, you can see that every other student has already arrived, but the mare is long gone>A moment later, Miss Cheerilee exits her office to start the school day>"Good morning, class!"
>>41379062>*RIIIIING*>"Recess time, everypony!">Once again, you're the last one out to the schoolyard>Taking in the familiar sight, you see everypony playing and eating like usually>You see Sweetie Belle and her two friends -- Applebloom and Scootaloo, you learned -- talking and eating beneath the slide>You also see Silver Spoon and her friend alone on the swingsA. Go hang out with Sweetie Belle and her friendsB. Confront Silver Spoon and her friendC. Eat alone under the treeD. Walk around aimlessly until something happens
>>41379064A.I didn't think we'd get it, but we've got an "in" with Sweetie. Let's take advantage of it.
>>41379064AAgreed, might as well continue the sb storyline
>>41379064A, Swibble swibbles
>>41379064A, continue grooming Swibble.
>>41379064So we spill our spaghetti with a filly ONCE and we immediately turn into an ubernormalfag? Pathetic.D, lunch is for intensely walking around autistically fast.
>>41379064C, eating in their spot might make them uncomfortable
>>41379064Obviously D. That's what I usually did as a kid.
SURPRISE!!!
>>41379064A. May as well try to improve things with sb and continue the good impression we have with her friends. Leaving sb at just that will also likely just give Rarity a worse impression once she recounts today's to her if we don't comtinue.
>>41379064C. Now we play hard to get and let Sweetie come to us.
>>41379064I want to yell "Your glasses make you look old!" at SS
>>41379064C or D
>>41379064>>41379081>>41379098>>41379130>>41379178>>41379547>>41379666>>41379686>>41380110>>41380125>>41380333>>41380471>You keep looking around, feeling a brief urge to insult Silver Spoon's eyewear as your gaze passes over her>When you look over at the slide, Applebloom notices you and waves you over>Might as well keep a good thing going>You trot over, lunch bag in your mouth>"Heya, Anon!" Applebloom greets>"What's up, Anon?" Scootaloo says>Sweetie Belle stays silent, grimacing as she watches you>You plop yourself down on your rump, dropping your lunch in front of you as you do>You open your mouth to greet-*BANG!*>All four of you, along with everypony else in the schoolyard, jump and stop what you're doing to look over at the source of the burst>There, by the tree, is a busted dodgeball and a perfectly round indent in the bark>It's at about head height>A pink filly with purple pigtails approaches the remains of the ball, prodding it and cringing in shame and embarrassment>Scootaloo lets out a groan, "Great, another ball busted. It'll be a month before we get another one!">Scootaloo shook her head ruefully and buried her face inside her lunch bag>A simple paper bag like yours>"Had to happen eventually." Applebloom comments as she pushes open the lid of her lunchbox - a repurposed, rusty old toolbox>You look over at Sweetie Belle, expecting her to chime in>She remains silent as she unzips her bejeweled lunch tote with a flick of her magic>"Whaddayou got, Anon?" Applebloom asks as she brings out a thermos"Uh...">You open up your lunch bag and list off its contents"Dandelion sandwich, banana, and a juice box.">You reach a hoof inside to check the front of the juice box>Damn, cherry"What about you guys? You girls?">Neither of those felt quite right>"Soup!" Applebloom chirps, popping off the top of her thermos, and releasing a tiny cloud of steam>Sweetie Belle levitates a plastic container from her tote, lifting off the lid to reveal a yummy-looking salad>Scootaloo pulls her head out of her bag, revealing a mouthful of plain hay before diving back in>You chuckle at the sight as you return your attention to your lunch>You take a moment to wonder where to startA. Main course, dandelion sandwichB. You could go for some fruit right nowC. Hydrate with some juice first. Even if the flavor's subparD. Eat the bag
>>41380512d
>>41380512A, ofc.
>>41380512D
>>41380512A, but don't remove it from the bag, getting the AD combo.
>>41380611seconded
>>41380512This >>41380611 but don't take out juice box and eat it with a bag too.
>>41380512This one >>41380611
>>41380512This >>41380745
>>41380512B. Eat the banana since it rots super fast and itll taste like shit later.
>>41380512>>41381011Eat banana seductively while looking at Sweetie Belle. I think it works like that, right?
>>41380512Abut accidentally D without noticing
>>41381199No, it has to be intentional. Assert dominance.
>>41381228nta but I rather save that power move for DT and SS
>>41381290We've got a different power move in mind for those two.
>>41380512I like the A'n'D combo, just for the extreme autism of it, but if I had to go with one I'd go with C.The part about the flavor has me interested.
>>41381290We can eat bags in front of both of them if it comes to that, you knowIt's not like it's a single-use move
>>41381042Scootaloo's a better choice for that.
>>41381959I don't get it.
>>41381980Wonder what coal tastes like.
Did they really put our girl in the movie or am I hallucinating?
>>4138256885% chance that's Octavia with an overlay that makes her look green
>best nightmare night costume for a filly?
>>41382938>Painstakingly recreate an SS officer's uniform completely from memory>Badger/blackmail Rarity into making it, constantly hovering over her as she works to ensure it's done right>Nightmare Night finally comes>Nopony is shocked or even gets the reference, they just call you "an adorable little ponice officer"
>>41382958>Stalliongrad fillies looking at Anon like she's a two-pound steak for some reason that even they themselves don't quite know
>>41380512>>41380519>>41380551>>41380555>>41380611>>41380620>>41380745>>41380787>>41380843>>41381011>>41381042>>41381199>>41381652>You glance over at Scootaloo with her head stuffed into her lunch bag>You're reminded of how Berry had eaten her spaghetti last night and a wave of impulse rushes through you>Without even a second thought, you dive into your lunch bag>Your snout sniffs and twitches as you blindly seek out your meal>Your prehensile lips work their magic, maneuvering the dandelion sandwich into your mouth>It's only when you start chewing that you hear ripping and the subtle taste of paper backpacks on that of the sandwich>It does nothing to deter your feasting>You chomp away at your sandwich, getting the occasional bite of bag as you do>"Uh...Anon?">You shift your head inside the bag to peek an eye out of one of the holes you've chewed into it>Applebloom, Scootaloo, and Sweetie Belle are staring at you"What's up?">Sweetie Belle shares a concerned look with Applebloom as Scootaloo cautiously resumes chewing the hay in her mouth, still maintaining eye contact with you>"You, uh..." Applebloom starts, "Ya alright there?""Yeah. Why do you ask?">You take another bite, tearing some more paper out of the bag as you do>"Um...no reason." Applebloom answered, her words stilted>All three fillies slowly returned to their own food>"So, life-guardin' cutiemarks were a bust.">"Yeah," Scootaloo swallows her mouthful, "So what's next?">"Mmm..." Sweetie Belle takes a thoughtful bite of her salad. "I dunno.">The sound of slurping from a juice box makes all their ears perk up and swivel towards you>Applebloom hesitantly looks at you, head still in your lunch bag>"Do you got any ideas, Anon?">Sweetie Belle's lunch drops out of her magical grip>"H-Hey, you can't ask her!">"Well, why not? Ya'll ain't comin' up with nothin'." Applebloom counters>"You can't ask her! Because, um...">Sweetie's eyes dart around before landing on your flank>"There!" Sweetie points a hoof at your butt, "That's why!">The other two fillies crane their necks to take a look at what Sweetie Belle's so adamant about>Their curiosity peaks your own and you pull your head out of your bag and examine your ass for yourselfA. A question mark, wavy and flowingB. A question mark, jagged and angularC. A question mark, perfect and smoothD. A question mark, but only barely so
>>41383134I vote for the "scribbled on with a permanent marker" look, a variant of d
>>41383134Jagged and angular, of course!
>>41383134B.though wavy is what comes to mind when i think of filly, that jagged one speaks to my soul strangely like when i aimlessly doodle on a paper with a pen i always draw angular forms almost like a reflexi would probably have b if i got fillied
>>41383134C
>>41383134A question mark, comic sans
>>41383134Regardless of what gets voted, clarify that we have no idea what our cutie mark means. We just.. woke up with it one day!
>>41383134B. Cool and sharpy
>>41382568This was determined to most likely be a Link cameo, with a triforce cutie mark.
>>41383134Gotta be C. We're not some special snowflake liberal filly, we've got the PROPER filly question mark.
>>41383351wut? we already had a link pone in the show
>>41383134I say C looks the best. It looks the most question mark-y.
>>41383134I like Dicks
>>41383134C, and tell the CMC that we got it from questioning our teachers, a lot. Then sit back and watch the chaos unfold from that.
>>41383863We got it from the incident between bug mom and .Rar
>>41383134C, but I'd prefer E
>>41354397You died sadly. :(You had a good run, but the Dr. Strangelove timeline took it's toll. Welcome back to the land of the living. I am sorry for your loss.
>>41383134No hard feelings on this one, I suppose I'd go with C, just to be consistent with how the shows cutie marks tend to be near-perfect renditions of whatever.
>>41385454
fresh low effort filler
>>41385716looks like a guilty filly running from >>41385488 if ive ever seen one
>>41383134Let out a squeal and faint when we see it, whatever it is.
>>41383134>>41383157>>41383173>>41383177>>41383225>>41383260>>41383275>>41383279>>41383317>>41383355>>41383466>>41383472>>41383863>>41384011>>41384363>>41384367>>41384927>>41386212>There, presented plainly upon your pristine posterior was a perfect piece of punctuation>A question mark, crisp and clean on your fur"What the...">You flip your head around only to see the same on the opposite flank>Its immaculate sharpness made it look as if you'd been lying on a typewriter's carriage as it typed>"Oh hey, ya already got yer cutie mark!" Applebloom chirped>Scootaloo turns her head to the side, gazing at it strangely, "What does it mean?""Mean?">"Well yeah, silly filly." Applebloom chuckled as she stepped closer to you>You flinched when she reached a hoof to touch it>"What's it mean?" Applebloom repeated"Um...">You're quiet for a few moments as you stare at your...your "cutie mark">You don't recall ever seeing it before>You don't recall ever not seeing it either>"Anon?">Whipping your head toward the sound of your name, you see three concerned-looking fillies staring at you>How long had you been staring at it?"I, um...I don't know.">The three shared a brief, confused look before Sweetie Belle scoffed incredulously>"Wh-what do you mean you 'don't know'?">You can't help but give a glare from her tone"I mean, I don't know.">"How do you not know?" Scootaloo interrogated, "What were you doing when it happened?""I told you, I don't-">*RIIIIING*>The four of you shared a mildly suspicious glare before gathering your things and heading back inside-=-=-=->Another schoolday through, you're sitting out in front of the schoolhouse>Munching on your leftover banana from lunch when you spot somepony approaching>It's Shutterbug, trotting up with the same polite smile she has whenever she goes out>Stopping a few feet in front of you, she stares at you for a few moments before speaking>"Get up.">You scrunch your snout at her bluntness but oblige, tossing your banana peel away and slipping on your saddlebags before you follow Shutterbug>Her eyes remain forward as you walk, while yours do their usual routine of taking in every sight they possibly can>After a few minutes of silent walking, you think of something to sayA. "What's for dinner?"B. "What'd you do today?"C. "What did you wanna talk about?"
>>41386627A. Hope it's paper bags
>>41386627Option D: Hey, Shutterbug. What's a cutie mark?
>>41386627Option E: Hey, Slutterbug. Any advice how to score with Sweetie Belle?
>>41386680nice one, seconded
>>41386627A. I'm sure Sutterbug is a great cook.
>>41386968She can't make anything more complicated than a sandwich, unfortunately
>>41354254>End of the worldFallout Equestria is down the hall and to the left
>>41386627F: "Where do foals come from?" in an attempt to make her uncomfortable, followed by >>41386738if that doesn't work.
>>41386627C.outside is the best place to confront her about anything it seemsi wanna see how many times i can poke the bear
>>41387690>She has appearances to keep up outsidei hope you dont actually think that given her recent attitudes there is any way she is going to have any "frank conversation" with us lelout in the open is the best place to prod her with questions because she has to keep up her facademuch like what happened on the walk to school
>>41387690Exactly.
>>41387734too long didnt readpoke the bear with a stick
>>41387734>Do you guys wanna just antagonize her and rile her up?yes, i want to see how far i can take this because i want to try something other than getting bugmom to open up or whatever this timealsofuck you and yourledditspacing
>>41387747That's not Reddit spacing retard
>>41388025proof?
>>41386627B
>>41389038>"the good, the bad, and the twiggie"lel
>>41389054Purple will eat it twice if she gets it
>>41386627This story will end in pic related or something suitably similar
>>41389913I love that picture.
>>41388012How would filly fare in raising a foal?
>>41391019i mean... how would you do?
what a weird fucking feeling to see this and think, "god what a beautiful fucking faggot," then remember its me
>>41392021suddenly all the bad self talk is a lot harder face to face with myself
>>41392021thats the mindset that ive always had a comforting thought that the filly in my head is me also,>plushie crotchtitsbassed
>>41386627>>41386636>>41386680>>41386738>>41386739>>41386968>>41386990>>41387247>>41387681"Miss Shutterbug, ma'am?" You pipe up>"Yes?" Shutterbug responds, her eyes remaining forward"What's for dinner?">"Food." She responds curtly>You roll your eyes>You're less annoyed that she would answer that way and more annoyed that you expected differently>Maybe a different question?"Miss Shutterbug, ma'am? What's a cutie mark?">"It's a symbolic representation of your special talent.""My special talent?">Shutterbug gave you a puzzled look before returning her attention to the road ahead>"Yes, your special talent. A soldier may have a sword, a topographer a map. And you have...">Shutterbug's words trail off as she stops and examines your cutie mark with a furrowed brow>"A question mark." She states>You take a look at your cutie mark as well>Its presence still feels strange"So...what's my special talent?">"What, you don't know?" Shutterbug asked as she resumed walking>You shake your head and resume following her>You glance at Shutterbug's flank, seeing a ladybug with three leaves beneath it>Now it's your turn to be confused"What's your special talent?">"Photography." Shutterbug answered immediately"Okay, and what does a bug have to do with taking pictures?">Shutterbug's smile twitched at the word "bug" but remained firm>"It's a beetle. And I primarily take photos of insects.""Hm." You grumble, your snout scrunching dubiously>You don't really feel like that qualifies as a "special talent", but you also don't know enough about them to call her out>As your eyes wander about, you notice a purple tail ducking into a large, merry-go-round-looking building>The sight reminds you of Shutterbug's words from this morning"Miss Shutterbug, ma'am? What did you wanna talk about?">"Whatever do you mean, Anonymous?" Shutterbug responds as she smiles and waves at a passing stallion"This morning you said we were gonna talk about stuff after school.">"At the house.">You furrow your brow"Why not now?">"Private matters are discussed in private places.">Shutterbug's words are burdened with a hint of venom as she speaks>"Hasn't your mother taught you that much, at the very least?""What sort of private matters?">Shutterbug doesn't respond"I said, what sort of-HRRK!">Your hooves fly to grasp at your throat as you feel a cold aura envelop it>After a few panicked moments, you realize you're breathing perfectly fine>You glare at Shutterbug>Noticing the glow of her horn, you open your mouth to chew her out, only to have a quiet squeak escape>You try again>No luck>She's...>Somehow, Shutterbug's stolen your voice!A. Continue following quietlyB. Make your feelings known. Physically.C. Run awayD. Start sobbing
>>41392717A
>>41392717B. Try to flip her the bird before remembering >hooves
>>41392717Pretend nothing is out of place and keep on "talking"
>>41392717Deploy squeakinghttps://u.smutty.horse/mfimmbipmct.mp4
>>41392717B. try to walk between her legs over and over again
>>41392756I second this one
>>41392756This but quickly switch to a bras d'honneur gesture. Not as good as a middle finger, but it's the best we got at our disposal.
>>41392717B, bite her flank.
>>41392822seconding this
>>41392717B. Perform a silent REEEE and bite her leg.
>>41392717>>41392756>>41392836B and I like both of these>>41393036I had to look this one up and never knew it had a name>>41393222I am not one for resorting to physical violence but those digits must be respected.
>>41392835found where it was posted: https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/38073539/#q38127465 I'm so special, they made a short bus all just for me
>>41393684>I am not one for resorting to physical violenceI crave the taste of flesh
>>41392717>>41393222B, let's find out if stealthbugs also taste like nuggies.
>>41393916Bet she tastes like a stale nugget.
>>41392717The obvious answer is B. What could possibly go wrong?
>>41392717B a lil shid
>>41392717C & D.We start sobbing and running away, at the same time. Hopefully, we'll get Shutterbug in trouble.
>>41394648>C&D>a Hasbro lawyer comes out and takes filly away
>>41393684>I had to look this one up and never knew it had a nameTo be far, neither did I. Wanted to vote to do it without awkwardly describing it. Searching the name was admittedly more difficult than anticipated.
>>41395169get spanked, faggot.
Lazy
>>41395903thats all i would do if i was filly eat and lay around
>>41392717B
10
>>41395169Would Twilight really be that much of a disciplinarian? She never really punished Spike for anything beyond a scolding, so I can't imagine her being that harsh with Anonfilly.
fillyfilly
>>41392717sorry for the wait>>41392749>>41392756>>41392822>>41392835>>41392836>>41392971>>41393036>>41393131>>41393222>>41393315>>41393595>>41393684>>41393916>>41393956>>41394340>>41394648>>41396426>Shutterbug, through sketchy horse magic, has stolen your voice>Reflexively, you attempt to flip her off, only to be faced with your entirely meaningless hoof>You quickly switch it into a bras d'honneur>That's right, you know that word!>Shutterbug doesn't seem to notice>She simply keeps walking, adding to your steadily growing ire>Following after, you do your best to bark obscenities at her>All that comes out is a series of squeaks>Dear Lord, you sound like a chew toy>Shutterbug giggles, her smile taking on a bit more authenticity as she does>"You're far more tolerable this way. Perhaps all foals should be like this?" Shutterbug mused>You let out a growling squeak>Deciding to up the ante, you dart in and out of Shutterbug's moving legs, squeaking all the while>Several times you cause Shutterbug to nearly trip over you, forcing her to take hasty, awkward steps to avoid stepping on you>"Wha-No, don't-Anon! Sto-by the-brat!" Shutterbug tumbles over her words>A few more moments of this before you feel her, now familiar, cold magic grab ahold of your scruff and lift you to her glaring eyeline>"Stop that!" Shutterbug whispers harshly, "You're making a scene...">Shutterbug's eyes dart around, searching for potential onlookers>You're levitated up and over her head, Shutterbug hesitating a beat before groaning and dropping you onto her back facing her tail>"Now behave yourself. We're almost to the house.">Shutterbug resumes trotting her way home>Your snout scrunches as you glare at Shutterbug's bouncing tail>Your eyes follow it down to her flanks>Desperate times call for desperate measures>"Stay still, Anon." Shutterbug orders as you scoot closer to her dock>"Dropping you in public is the laAAAAHH!">Shutterbug's shrieking and bucking tosses you off of her, the sudden airtime forcing you to release your teeth from Shutterbug's flank and land roughly on the road, the impact between the dirt and your back enough to knock the wind out of your little body>Before you have a chance to roll over and catch your breath, Shutterbug's face is a hairsbreadth from yours>Shutterbug's panting is rough and growly, her teeth bared and grinding>Her eyes are crazed, the green of her irises deeper than before and her pupils are now unsettling ovals>"That is it!" Shutterbug spits>"I have had it with your incessant...with you!"A. Try to call for helpB. BoopC. SmoochD. Start sobbingE. Piss yourself in fear
>>41399078C, right on the snooter
>>41399078C. On the snoot. Give her some much needed love that she'll appreciate.
>>41399078Definitely C
>>41399078C and E
>>41399078C, D. tragic-romance like.
>>41399078E is the obvious choice here. Clearly there is no better option for Anon.
>>41399078C. and then fall back and rofl as hard as we can
>>41399078C. Right in the lips, with as much passion as possible.
>>41399078C and E.
>>41399078>>41399444And don't forget to make heart eyes!
>>41399534This. Kiss then piss. That should really confuse Shutterbug.
>>41399534>>41399566These. But do E while looking in her eyes, blushing and smiling warmly, but not smugly. For maximum confusion.
>>41399675No-no-no, there has to be a kiss first.
>>41399078B
>>41399078C into B combo, ultimate power move.
>>41399731Sorry, I misread you post.
>>41399888your*
>>41399078And after she gives back our voice say in a sugary voice that she tastes lovely. Like a chicken nugget.
>>41400000five same numbers!
>>41400000wow! DIGITS! wow!
>>41400038>>41400048True.
>>41399403Do not egg the filly yet
>>41401266egging the filly?
>>41399078I'm unable to keep track of all this, whos shutterbug?
>>41401342Fanon name for Chrysalis' ponysona.
>>41399078Gonna go with the kisspiss combo.
>>41402259very cute bug interaction
>>41402259We must help Shutterbug blackface changelings again!
Took her a while to realize.Cute but not the brightest.
>>41403664she never was the smartest filly of the bunchleast she understands now though
Cutest Anonfilly pic?
>>41404671
>>41404701wow that is cute
>>41404701Adorable!
>>41404671ive already posted most of my good ones itt already lmao
i gave a probablydoesntreallyexistgrill a vague description of anonfilly, (light green color, very dark but not pure black curly mane, and pegafillies best fight me) and this is what i received in return
>>41399078>>41399103>>41399133>>41399213>>41399224>>41399237>>41399243>>41399392>>41399394ty fren>>41399403>>41399444>>41399534>>41399555>>41399566>>41399667>>41399675>>41399693>>41399876>>41400000digits dictate decisions>>41401342>>41401536>"I'm going tear you apart piece by piece!" Shutterbug growled>"Once I'm through with you, nopon-""MMMMMWAH!">You cut Shutterbug off by planting the strongest, sloppiest kiss you possibly can on her snout>Pulling back, you can see that Shutterbug is stunned, staring at you with one eye twitching>You also notice that her eyes are back to their usual selves now>As you stare back, you realize you have feeling in your throat once more and say the first words that come to mind"You taste lovely, by the way. Like a chicken nugget.">Shutterbug stares for a moment more, and you think you can hear that weird clicking sound again, just like this morning>Shutterbug silently pulls her head away, her gaze rising to look off into the distance>She softly shakes her head as she turns in the direction of your house and slowly walks off>You scramble to your feet and run to catch up>At her side once more, you can see that Shutterbug is still staring forward as you walk in silence>Soon enough, you've reached your home>Shutterbug magics the door open, letting you trot in and drop your saddlebags by the door before you rush to the kitchen>Empty, save for a few more empty bottles of wine than usual"Where's Berry?">You hear the front door close and the deadbolt lock>"Passed out. She won't be waking for some time." You hear Shutterbug answer from the front of the house>You step over to the fridge, pulling it open to look inside>As you're perusing the perishables, your ears swivel around to focus on the slow sound of hoofsteps making their way into the kitchen>The steps stop and everything is silent before Shutterbug speaks up a hushed voice>"...You're not a pony...">Your head spins around to look at Shutterbug>Her brow is furrowed up in confusion, her eyes meticulously examine your person, and her lips are twisted into a suspicious scowl"Wh-what?" You ask without a second's thought>"You're not a pony, are you, Anonymous?"A. Play dumbB. "How'd you know?"C. "L-let me explain..." (Confess everything)D. "L-let me explain..." (Lie your tail off)
>>41405541E. "Neither are you."
>>41405541B.>>41405555aw fuck off cunt why you gotta steal my digits like that
>>41405576>tfw no filly to manhandle and forcibly petwhy live
>>41405541Little bit of C little bit of A"If you have a Geode and you crack a bit of it off and attach it to a staff, is that a staff?"
>>41405541A
>>41405555E
>>41405541A is the obvious answer. Shutterbug already probably thinks Anon is dumb (not wrong), so it would work.
>>41405541This >>41405555 and C. B if there's still time so we can understand where we gave it away.Would be funny to play dumb, but I'm far more curious of our backstory on how we got in Equestria.
>>41405555Nice digits you got here, checked.>>41405541E, smugly. No C nor D, play with her in the game of words.
>>41405910That's likely the best explanation to her change in attitude. If she's able to identify species based on how their love tastes, then she's going to REALLY want to what we really are. She's a queen, so she's been around and tasted love supplied from everywhere enough to know we're completely alien to what she knows.
>>41405555>>41405888holy FUCK. quads and trips! There is no other option. >>41405541E
>>41405901This. Explaining stuff is the most booooring option ever! If we want to play cool we have to be smug about it. And confident. You hear me, mate? >>41405541 No stuttering! For now, at least, pretty please.>>41405910Sound plausible, this might actually be true.>>41406032We have to play this part smart then, not just throw everything on the table. What about telling her, when she demands explanations, that we are an alien creature disguised as a pony came here to steal their magic? Say that we look like a big black pony-insect thing with a sharp teeth and claws and of course a long tail with a sharp edge on the tip. And everything should sound like a typical foal fantasy to possibly continue throwing her off.Hmm, there's always a possibility that she simply hypnotises us and forces to tell her everything. That has to be countered somehow.
>>41405541E
E
>>41406273e!
Eeeeeeeee
>>41406273STOP THE BATSSTOP THE BATSMAKE THEM GOAND NOT COME BACK
>>41405576the filly is for bully
>>41405541>>41405555>>41405888I must obey the digits, we shall E. And we shall do it smugly.
>>41406358We need to determine a final solution to the bat pony question.
>>41406371Love the bats! Marry bats! Breed the bats!
>>41406371Exile them to the sunniest, cave-less-iest place we can find!
>>41406539Cruel. Do not the bat like that.
>>41406979Picking (RE)E. The bat filly cut out from the image there.
>>41406979>celestia fucks her spell up really bad when selecting a human to isekai >instead of just one anon getting pulled she gets tens of dozens of fillies teleported from the human realm>she has to set up a horse orphanage to compensate for the filly surplus>multiple adoption campaigns are set up to get rid of and split up the fillies asap before they start conspiring nefarious things
>>41407554>fillies realize celestia's plan to split them up>realize that they're too autistic to adequately get along with anyone that isn't an autistic filly like them>they escape from adoption together and form a guerilla group to fight back against the crown>guerilla activities mainly consists of just bickering back and forth with the occasional goal accomplished only when it sounds funny enough to all of them>celestia keeps an eye on them and leaves them alone since they're harmless enough on their own...>...celestia also just doesn't want to submit her or her ponies to the sheer retardation they exhibit
>>41405555E!
>>41405576>>41406539love your fillers simpul ass
>>41405510Awww, cute filly anon! Compliments to the artist, she got most of it right. Its definitely a cool and unique take on filly, now I wanna draw a little in this style.
>>41405510wack that you went with sweetiebelle hairand you gotta admit the wing being stapled on to the bottom of the bust looks like shit lmaomakes it reek like the work of an artist that does a lotta lazy YCH commissionstell him to draw more pone body in his pone pic next time if hes gonna put a wing on it
bump
Filly is self-sufficientOrphanages are for nerds
>>41408824>deerfilly
>>41408824deetbuddy
>>41408824>>41409114/r/ a bunch of hungry, borderline feral pony fillies knapping out a knife, trying to start a fire (and bringing faggots for it) with flint and pyrite, etc while a deerfilly is screaming, tied up and suspended over a branch like a dressed carcass by a lashed-vine rope.
i think
>>41410309Why would you lie like this?
>>41409528Deerfilly has led a life of suffering
>>41411411>look what I pulled out of my toilet
>>41411411>>41411816#1 and #2
>>41411834The bigger ones stay below
>>41412096
>>41405541>>41405555>>41405563>>41405678>>41405704>>41405710>>41405775>>41405803>>41405887>>41405888>>41406208>>41406222>>41406233>>41406256>>41406370>>41407680>You're not a pony...>Shutterbug's words echo in your mind as you slowly shut the refrigerator door>How could she...>Unless...?>Your brow furrows as you give Shutterbug a once-over>A thin smirk stretches across your face"Neither are you." You state, your voice oozing with smugness>Shutterbug narrows her eyes and starts taking measured steps towards you>"You seem rather confident in making such an...accusation.">Shutterbug's lips twist even further, her glare sharpening even further>If looks could kill, you're certain you'd be roadkill by now>You'd never seen so much disgust and vitriol on a pony's face before, but you held firm"Really? You don't." You tease>Your smug demeanor only slightly wavers as Shutterbug stops within a leg's reach from you>"Confidence in superstitions is what one would call paranoia, little filly.""You think I'm just superstitious? Why's that, Shutterbug? If that's even your real name.">Shutterbug leaned in close, bringing her lips close enough to your ear to graze its edge as she hissed a hushed whisper that raised your hackles>"Because you cannot prove it, Anonymous.">Shutterbug pulled her head away, revealing her newly planted grin.>"If that's even your real name." She repeated, having seemingly stolen your earlier smugness for herself>Your face fell as it sunk in>She was right>You really didn't have anything to back up your words>It was nothing more than a hunch, foal's imagination really>Shutterbug chuckles darkly to herself as her horn buzzes to life, pulling the fridge open again and levitating something over to the table before shutting the door>Shutterbug lifts a hoof to her muzzle, performing an exaggerated yawn>"Dinner is served, filly. Be mindful not to bother me for the rest of the night.">Shutterbug walks off down the hall, leaving you alone in the dimly lit kitchenA. Eat dinnerB. Go straight to bedC. Explore the pantryD. Wake up Berry
>>41413472C. There might be some goodies in there. What are the chances of there being some bacon? That's what I had for lunch today. hmm, maybe some wine instead.
>>41413472C. I like the wine idea.
>>41413472c. Gotta see what it looks like.
>>41413472Don't see why she' so proud, it isn't like she has anything either. Neither of us can currently expose the other without outing ourself.
>>41413636It was kind of weird of anon to be dismayed when no proof for either side was shown. Should've kept shit talking and bickering back and fourth.
>>41413472>It's the eggs from this morningC. Pantry shopping we go
>>41413472What's the something she gave us for dinner? If it's good I wanna eat it, and if I'm still hungry or it's not then I wanna raid the pantry. Conditional A / C
>>41413472c. pantry raiding is a go
>>41413718I suppose there are benefits to letting her think she's won. Not like we wanted her to consider us a threat after all.
>>41413829but how are we going to seduce her if she doesn't take us seriously?
>>41413472>you cannot prove itThis is true, we don't have definite proofs, but do we really need them? What she just did is she proved our own suspitions to us. Sure, we can't prove she isn't a pony to someone else, unless they are observant and experienced, but do we even need to? We have other plans for her.But the best part is that she has even less. By acting like a normal filly we didn't out ourselves, didn't prove her suspitions. It may look like a stalemate, except we have some pieces to move to change the situation in our favour, but she doesn't.We just had our first confrontation with a devil and came out completely unharmed. We deserve a treat for that.C. Now I want to see how being wasted as fuck on booze affects our mind.
>>41413829We absolutely do NOT want her to consider us as a threat. It won't end well. Just act chill about it and don't attempt to spy on her.>>41414020It takes time. I don't think we should rush these things. We need to seduce Swibble first to get experience.
>>41414366>Just act chill about itNah, we can keep being a little shit around her. She already dismissed us as is, despite knowing we're not a pony and correctly guessing she's not one either. Shit talking will annoy her, but it's not like it'll somehow increase our threat level in her eyes without action.
>>41414447Of course, but just a little. I don't think surprise kiss will save us one more time when she snaps again.
>>41413472C. Let's find some wine and get wasted.
glimmie mom is, as they say, best mom
Filly protect
Have a reaction image
>>41415721The biggest mane filly will get the biggest noogie.
>>41415721Filly guards your virginity.
>>41413472C. I'm sure Berry will be happy.
>>41416064>"If I can't get any, neither will you!"
>>41416360Hey, it's how she started! Better to fit in to our new environment.
>>41416788>in my clinic's office, at my desk>doing my horse doctor shit, ya know >drawing aimlessly on a paper in front of me burning time until my next patent is meant to come in>the front door's bell chimes far earlier than expected as somepony walks in interrupting my artistic focus"sweet celestia what is that the fifth walk in this week...">i say to myself, knowing that my secretary will no doubt come in any second now and tell me its another emergency >sure enough as i glance up from my rather explicit doodles, shes there in the doorway>"doctor, its a mare with an emergency, says its urgent.""send her to the exam room, tell her ill be right out">i say in a monotone, not looking up from my work>with a nod shes out of sight and back to the front desk >a reflexive sigh empties my lungs as i push aside my doodles and grab my clipboard in my magic as i stand up from my desk >i trot down the hall to the examination room already knowing more likely than not what shes here for>walking into the room i see its another mare with the same affliction as the last few>pained look on her face, visible red marks and freshly forming bruises lined up and down the front of her forelegs, and the back of her hindlegs>i let out a small sigh to myself again closing the door behind me and putting a fresh paper on my clipboard"to expedite this visit miss and make you having to explain what happened to me far faster, i will simply ask you one question.does does your reason for this check in have anything to do with the twins?">she blushes and her jaw drops for half a second>"well yes of course, one of them, but how could you have known that?">the twins, as they were known locally here in ponyville, were twins only in name>not that it makes much difference, they may well have been twins biologically despite one being a tall hairless ape of some breed and the other a runty green filly >though they shared almost disturbingly similar personalities as well, exhibiting the typical antisocial behavior and self destructive tendencies of an average teen aged colt and filly >but something with the two of them changed very recently>a concerning pattern of patents have come through with emergency visits regarding the filly specifically >its only been mares too, with the same fresh bruises and puffy teary eyes>i nod pausing for a second before saying,"you were trying to proposition the tall one, werent you?">"well no, i mean... i suppose yes? i was only inviting him to tea and a picnic in the park this weekend before the small one charged past him through the doorway and attacked me!" >"she is so fast for a filly her age, wearing that cardboard armor and screaming about 'If I can't get any, neither will you!' and... and that little wooden sword she has hurts when sh-"
>>41417102>i hold up a hoof to halt her from telling me a tale ive heard almost half a dozen times at this point, "hmmm i see now....">nodding once more in an attempt to look thoughtful and contemplative on my patent's behalf,>i began to scribble a drawing of a mare's flanks on the clipboard to look like a real doctor and complete the façade of professionalism>out of the corner of my eye i see the mare looking at me with an expectant expression as i draw another set of flanks on the paper, much wider and far more full than the last>i flip over to another page behind the fresh one and compare my newest drawing to one i did the other day, looking back and forth between the two pages a few times"hmmmmm...."......>"thanks again doctor!!">the mare says as she waves exiting the clinic with an ice pack strapped to one of her hind legs and a lolly pop in her mouth>i wave her off with a smile in return as her flanks leave the view of the closing door >"oh i wish you would stop that.">i could almost hear the eyeroll my secretary had done to accompany her statement"hmm? what was that?">i say trying to sound ignorant to her accusation>"oh dont act so koi doc, i see every other mare that walks out that door has your eyes trained on her flanks!">i didnt think i was that obvious about it"i was just.... looking to see if she still had a limp after the spell i used on her hind leg, you know to see if i should expect a return visit.">i say, with an unconvincing smile while holding a forehoof in a mock defensive gesture>she snorts and rolls her eyes again in return>"yeah sure doc, keep telling yourself that.">with a huff i ,excuse my self from the reception area and make my way back to my office>sitting back down i begin to ponder the recent epidemic of shin high brutalizations while i hoof through the rolodex on the desk in front of me>after a moment i find the card im looking for...>Y. MOUS, ANON>439 E CLOPENHYMEN AVE. >i attach a sticky note to the card and return it to the dex"need to do a house call in my off time, see whats really going on there...."
>>41417107Coy, Koi is a fish
>>41417107>Impending house callObvious solution is to >rape her, thus freeing HumAnon from the filly's oath.
An filly broke into my house, drew this, drank all my ketchup, and left without even a "fuck you."
>>41417858Ooooh, I think she likes you
>>41405510cute pega filler, hope you like my take on her.
>>41418203dude....bee filly real?
>>41418284CUTECUUUUTE!>be filly>more importantly be pegafilly>ponies comment on your floof and eyes, but everyone talks crap about your unkempt mane>why does sweetie belle get so much preferential treatment in town and in class?>lightbulb.jpg>manliness be damned, this is now your pride on the line>befriend multiple hair dresser mares>find out how proper hooficures work>learn manners and proper pony poise from the white coat diva herself>now everyone looks at you in town>gay ass colts get rejected every week>twilight jokes in front of you how you're always getting one step closer to princesshoodwhoops did i just write out cozy glow's best friend unintentionally
>>41418284omg she’s adorable!! you did so good!! :0
>>41418284teh weird spiral blush is excessive
>>41419575I can agree to disagree
>>41354254
>>41419901it looks like she has toaster heating elements on her facei didnt want to say it, but thereim sorry
>>41420292I'm fine with that anon, I think its cute shes a warm little toaster poner. or a vape pone, she's gonna blow fat nicotine clouds at you.
>>41413472>>41413488>>41413507>>41413525>>41413636>>41413734>>41413767>>41413788>>41414303>>41414790>>41416360>>41417107am intrigued, please continue>You trot over to the kitchen table and climb halfway onto a chair to take a look at what Shutterbug took out of the fridge>Your muzzle scrunches at seeing the untouched plate of eggs from this morning>You avert your gaze, lest your tongue recalls the experience>Your attention lands on the pantry doorway, open and inviting>Deciding to take your chances, you trot over>You have to jump a few times before you're able to flick the lightswitch on, the incandescent bulb casting a warm glow on the plethora of foodstuffs>Shelves filled with cans, boxes, and bags of all sorts, along with a couple of crates of fruits and vegetables>Your eyes meander through the multitude of munchies, and you wonder what you might be able to whip up for a meal>Though, that train of thought stops in its tracks when you notice some peculiar products>There, on a shelf that was roughly twice your height, sat a mildly concerning amount of alcohol>Boxed wine, bottled wine, champagne, spiced rum, cider, and probably even more that were too far back to see>You smack your lips, your throat suddenly feeling especially parched>You swiftly push a crate of turnips over to the shelf and clamber atop it>The tubers make for a rough platform, but you manage not to lose your balance>Once more studying the shelf of spirits, your mind races at the possibilities>Eventually, you land on taking one of the dozen or so bottles of wine>There was a good chance Berry wouldn't notice one of those go missing>Having to keep all four hooves planted for balance, you carefully lean over and grip the neck of the closest bottle with your teeth>It takes all the strength in your tiny filly being to lift the wine with only your neck>You start pulling it back, and your breathing quickens as your muscles start shivering from the exertion>Your legs twitch, your strained neck feels like it's on fire, and you're taking quick, shallow breaths>Suddenly, a turnip shifts>First one, then all four of your legs fall out from beneath you, sending both you and the bottle tumbling to the floor>After a split second of chaos, everything is still once more>You groan as you lift yourself back onto all fours>Surveying the scene, you cringe at the sight>Wine and glass blanket the floor, the remaining half of the bottle lying next to you>Looking at yourself, you grimace further at your now sticky, wet fur.>You smell even more like wine than Berry>You glance over at the half-broken bottle and you notice it still has about a fifth left inside>There's probably glass dust floating inside there>You know you shouldn't
>>41420672>Those are the sorts of passing thoughts you think as you lift the bottle as high as you can and let a splash of blood-red liquid fall into your gaping maw>You nearly drop it again as your muzzle instinctively scrunches more than it ever has before>The burning bitterness of the pinot sparks a foggy feeling in your mind, like a distant cousin of deja vu>Powering through the urge to gag, you force the swig of wine down your throat>As soon as you do, a deep warmth spreads through your chest, and a hot shiver up your spine>You shake your head, already feeling the alcohol's effects creep into your brain>As soon as the experience starts to fade, you lift the bottle for another drink>Soon enough, you've downed most of the remaining wine>Your head sways, your vision struggles to focus, and you can't even try to wipe the grin off your face>A yawn tumbles from your mouth and you realize just how tired you are>You sway from side to side as you stand back up, your legs feeling light as a feather>Slowly - and very unsteadily - you stumble out of the pantry and start shuffling your way down the hall>Halfway to your room, you trip and barely catch yourself before you faceplant>Raising your head back up lets you see that you've coincidentally stopped right next to Shutterbug's door>That same red glow bled from beneath her door>As your bleary eyes examined the door, you couldn't stop the frown forming on your face>Shutterbug knows you're not a pony>Shutterbug stole your voice>Shutterbug made you shitty eggs!>You stomp up to Shutterbug's door, rear back your head, and->*THMP*>-headbutt the door as hard as you can!>You pull back again>*THMP*>And again!>*THMP*>Three headbutts!>That oughta teach that...that...>...what is she anyway?>You hum to yourself in thought, the hum continuing as you stagger your way to your room>Diving into bed, you wrap yourself in your blanket like a little filly burrito, your humming growing content and quieter>Before you even notice, you slip off into sleep-=-=-=->You feel a bottle slip from one hand as your other runs its thumb across the ridges of your keys>You blink>You're pulling open the driver-side door, sheets of rain pouring down>You blink>You're sat inside your car, staring at a house>You're focusing on the lights and shadows in one of the second-story windows-=-=-=->The waking world makes itself known by driving a railroad spike through your skull>Your hooves sluggishly move to grip your head in anguish>You find that your brain is not, in fact, being buttfucked by an eggbeater>It just feels like it>You slowly open your eyelids, squeezing them shut when the blinding sunlight pierces them>You keep them shut and wriggle your way out of bed, the sheets and blankets sticking to your matted fur as you do>Somehow you make your way down the hall and to the kitchen
>>41420677>At the stove, Berry Punch is stirring a saucepan of some steaming something>Berry pipes up when she hears your heavy hoofsteps>"Heya, Kid. How'd you sleee.." >Her words trail off as she looks over at you, her slightly buzzed demeanor giving way to shameful disappointment>Her eyes dart to the pantry before landing back on you>"A-Anon, Kid. You, uh...Anything you wanna say?"A. "I got drunk."B. "No."C. "You're up early."D. "What's for breakfast?"E. "Shutterbug did it."
>>41420682A. Explain to her that you needed an edge off and that drinking is your favorite past time.
Heart skipped a beat when filly started pounding on Shutterbug's door.
>>41420682A. Berry's a nice mare, there's no point in lying to her anyways.
>>41420682A. "I just wanted to be like you..."
>>41420682A. There's no point in denying when our fur is still covered in wine stains.
>>41420682E. Why not piss off Shutterbug more at this point?
>>41420682A. And start crying.>>41421088Because now she'll bite back.
>>41421088Would Berry even believe that? And if she doesn't are we okay with ruining our relationship with her?
>>41420682"Please don't let Shutterbug cook again, she can't."
>>41420682A. berry is nice
Being the filly is hard some days.
>>41421616What happened to the poor filly?
>>41421622Adventure called.
>>41421622Rescue came just a few minutes too late.
>>41420682A and >>41421137
>>41421616>>41421713Sometimes it's worth listening to the purple twat.Especially when she's talking about the dangers of magic.
up
>>41417858Ech, do we really need another filly president who just tows the same old party line?
>>41422453
>>41421616The filly shall be rebuilt.
What if we later ask Shutterbug to bite us, to make it even?
>>41423413greeeeen
>>41423413>Filly after visiting a changeling hive
>>41423550>she thought when she got to equestria she wasnt gonna get turned into a bug lollmao even
Filler must calculate the griffon/zebra crime statistics
>>41424398Filly is not for smarts.Filly is for snacks.
>>41424398if i got fillied and somepony took my cutiemark to mean i have some proficiency with numbers i would be so pissed i would get fired so fast if they put me in the canterlot race statistics office
>>41424413Filly is not for snacks.Filly is a snack.
>>41425492Do not
>>41425492NO BITING AAAAAAA
>>41425492it was her fault for tasting so goodeverypony knows fillers taste like cured meats by default
>>41426132Filly loves her salami
>>41420682>>41420699>>41420707>>41420712>>41421051>>41421088>>41421111>>41421137>>41421211>>41421781"I...">You cast your gaze downwards, unable to look Berry in the eye"...I got drunk.">You can hear Berry's breathing hitch>You're both quiet for a minute, the only sound in the kitchen being the sound of the ticking clock>"...You can't go to school looking like that. Go clean yourself up. " >You'd expected scolding, or yelling even, but instead, Berry's voice was quieted with disappointment and shame>It made you shrink into yourself some, but you nodded and shuffled away to the restroom-=->Once you'd washed up, you found Berry Punch patiently standing beside the front door>She's wearing sunglasses; they're large enough and dark enough to hide her eyes completely>"We're gonna be late, come on.">You trot over and pull on your saddlebags>Berry opens the door for you and follows you out, shutting the front door behind her>A dull gray blanket hides the usual bright blue sky, the sun no more than a bright spot in the clouds>The outside air is heavy and thick>The both of you walk in silence for some time>You occasionally glance over at Berry Punch>Berry's face is stiff, her usual tipsy grin replaced with a terse line>The tension of the moment is getting to youA. "...Sorry."B. "Are you mad at me?"C. Stay silent all the way to schoolD. "Am I in trouble?"
>>41427427A. "...Sorry." it's probably better to give her a bit more time to mull over what happened.
>>41427427A.
>>41427427There's no reason to pick an argument, we fucked up last night.A.
>>41427427Break down in tears.
>>41427427A then C
>>41421616Idk man, just the thought of her in that bed in all that pain lmao
>>41427427D. May as well get to the point.
>>41427427A
>>41428117Anonfishy
>>41427427A.Berry's sunglasses are to hide the tears
>filly is natzee!?!????!!1?
>>41429841That's crazy, How could Anon ever be a socialist?
>>41430228
Fresh filly
>>41430608And they finally got a (You)
>>41430608>>41430610ur skinny af anon. go browse /fit/
>>41430614it's true I weigh 90lb
>>41430608oh hey, i have that faggot too!
Bump
kiss your fillies
>>41431621that's hella gay
>>41431621yes>>41432014yes
>>41432014Not gay enough
>>41432868filly hates nightmare nightnot cuz shes scared or nothinshe just would prefer to stay in
>>41432888cant argue with those digits
>>41354254What I would give for a spinoff series featuring anonfilly voiced by minoru shiraishi
>>41432868Horn does not belong on filly. Remove it immediately. Tell her it's an atrocity that must be removed.
>>41432868Good fillies get kitkats. Bad fillies get candy corn.
>>41433589nah make her an alicorn
>>41430608what's your idea behind this in the end?
>>41434805I do not understand what you're asking. My idea behind what?
>>41435002Anon is clearly referring to your conquests. The idea of getting a tattoo for every filly you find and claim.
>>41434805once you finally get enough anonfilly tats you wake up with an anonfilly in your bed the next day
well, anon?
>>41436131im disgustingly neurotypical and my friends make fun of me for it
>>41436373>neurotypical
>>41427427>>41427478>>41427498>>41427547>>41427555>>41427566>>41428131>>41428137>>41428881>The tension is too much to bear"...Sorry." you squeak out, your voice strangled by anxiety and regret>Berry keeps moving forward, her face stoic, as if she hadn't heard you at all>You hang your head low and stare at the ground the rest of the way to school>Berry opens the schoolhouse door and you see that you're later than you think>Nearly every seat is already taken>"O-oh, good morning, Anon. Miss Berry Punch." Cheerilee greets from the chalkboard, clearly caught off guard by your arrival>Berry gave your behind a nudge in the direction of the sea of desks before she stepped over to Cheerilee and began speaking with her in a tone too quiet to hear>You look away from their aside and try to decide where to sitA. Next to a chubby blue unicorn coltB. Next to a pink filly with a droopy pink maneC. Spare desk in the corner
>>41437643C.It matches Anon's mood.
>>41437643B. Better than moping by ourselves.
>>41437643C. But only if it's at the back of the classroom
>>41437643B, Pnuch will be happier if we try to fit in.
>>41438691You could say she'll be... pleased as punch.
>>41437643B.We're socializing to hopefully curry favor with Berry.
>>41437643A.We're hungover, down in the dumps, and disappointed horse mom. This is where we deserve to sit.
