Your one stop shop for all MLP-related transformation needs. Writefags, lurkers, and drawfags alike are all welcome.
Any type of transformation into or from ponies, dragons, gryphons, minotaurs,changelings, or any other beings from the MLP:FiM universe is fair game.
Previously on PTFG,
The Adventures of Bob and Gerald: http://pastebin.com/VLxEmNMG
Belle: http://pastebin.com/ByzWWtvJ
Changelings!: http://pastebin.com/ym0WgtVv
The Magical Shampoo: http://pastebin.com/3XSDNGmC
Below are some suggested writing prompts.
AiE Going Native:
>Somehow anon managed to get stuck in Equestria. It seems that the magic in the world around them is catching up to their mundane body, and in amusing ways. Watch as anon adjusts and makes sense of the new world and soon to be new body.
Occult:
>Spoopy things are afoot, as some strange rites have been performed by a mysterious group. Following members of the cult or unknowing trespassers into the area of the ritual as people randomly start becoming small pastel horses.
Anonpone:
>Twilight is giving you a choice:
>You can choose a pony you want to fuck and Twilight will transform a person from /mlp/ to look like that pony and you can fuck them. The /mlp/er will still have their same personality, but they'll look like the pony you chose.On the flip-side, you can choose to transform into a pony that another /mlp/er wants to fuck. You get your horsepussy, ponut, or mouth fucked.
>Also, if you feel inclined to, provide details. If you chose to fuck a /mlp/er as a pony, what you would do to them? If you chose to be a pony, what would you do the person who's going to fuck you or what would you like to have them do to you?
Story archive and additional links and materials:
http://derpy.me/PonyTF
Unrated TF image dump thread:
http://derpy.me/ptfgnsfw
Official /soc/-type chatter's in #ptfg on irc.rizon.net
Previous Thread:
>>25203720
Continuing on that pony VR discussion from last thread, is it conceivable that future VR systems could include a suit with liquid-filled sections that increase or decrease in pressure to give rudimentary feelings of touch? That would help a lot methinks.
>>25298646
Why not just go all the way with direct stimulation of sensory nerves? It'd be much better.
>>25297795
Just let the general die already, fuck.
>>25298921
Never gonna happen.
>>25298921
Wonder what happened recently to make it this bad.
/mlp/ declining traffic? A scuffle in the IRC making people leave forever?
>>25299234
There still seem to be quite the ammount of visitors in this general, but most of them are silent lurkers.
>>25299273
How can you be sure, m8? Is there a way we can get that data?
If there's lurkers, there's some hope.
>>25299301
Well, judging by the ammount of hits on my pastebin in 1 and a half weeks the first story was visited almost 200 times. If we assume that some people reread it or were reading it in time of writing, it woukd ammount to 100-150 people, which is not a number every general can brag about.
>>25299301
Honestly I doubt we even have many lurkers. I figure there's only like 6 - 7 people that post here anymore.
>>25299330
My pastebin has hardly been touched and the people here seem to dig the story I've been writing. I'm not saying that means everyone is to like it by default, but given the response here you'd think it would be reciprocated on pastebin (hits wise).
>>25299301
I tend to lurk, most of the time. Don't really participate in most discussions.
Please transform Freddy Fazbear into Golden Freddy.
>>25299338
Only one way to test this: A shitty straw poll no one will click!
http://strawpoll.me/5897017
>>25299375
5 votes already? Damn. But then people could have just seen your link from the bump and clicked it just for "keks"
>>25299364
Which stories do you keep up with if any?
>>25299398
I think most people go "eww no, a general" and ignore most posts.
It seems we only ever post actively here if there's arguing or doomcrying.
>>25299414
Currently, only Belle.
>>25299338
The number of posters was something in the 60s when the last thread died. The one before that was something in the 80s. Obviously those numbers aren't totally accurate but it's a lot more than 7. People have been calling this general dead for a couple of years now. They are still wrong, in fact it's been a bit more active recently. We just happened to hit a quiet couple of days.
>>25299446
Right but you have to consider the "active" people. There could be 35 or so people that check every so often but their relogs/ip changes could count it as another poster.
>>25299446
After 24 hours, dynamic ips usually start kicking in.
The rule of thumb is to take the number of ips and divide that by the number of days the thread has been active. That'll usually give you a more accurate estimate.
>>25299446
Also, it seems that someone's pastebin page upon refresh counts that as a hit but the pastebin entry itself counts only unique visitors
desu i kinda like these threads but im just a lurkfag
There was an update in the last thread just in case no one saw. It died pretty fast after I posted.I'm pretty sure it was read by those keeping up but I'll toss the pastebin here anyway~
http://pastebin.com/ByzWWtvJ
>>25299578
Thank you, Mr Writer
What if Maud were a human that Pinkie turned into a pony? It explains her TF interest, why she wears clothes all the time and why she doesn't show up in Pinkie's cutie mark story.
>>25300576
Oh snap. Write dis. Maud is just former autistic anon
I want to go trick or treating as a pony.
>>25303505
>"And what are you for halloween~?"
Who here is the most mentally deluded?
>>25304569
that would be me of cource
>>25305080
To what extent so your delusions go?
if anyone who can read moonstones please translate this for me?
>>25305970
>"My hips are m-moving onto their own! Spike wants more! More!"
>Pomf!
>"O-of course I don't like your donught, y-you baka!!"I could be wrong, tho
>>25297795
Any of the stories with Anon transformed into a gryphon?
>>25306628
http://www.fimfiction.net/story/254668/cultural-exchange
There's one. If you search for griffon in the thread's story archive you'll find a couple more.
>>25306628
Always wondered why people want gryphon over pony. Unless it's like empowering cause you're stronger and can fly
>>25305287
is any of this even real or is it all a nightmare
>>25307252
Is any of this even real or is it all a Nightmare Night?
Maybe we are all ponies in human costume.
>>25307369
Explains the way I dock my butt as I poop
Finally found the power and inspiration to finish the story. Sorry for the long wait to those, who were following.
>Months have passed since you've become the Princess of Friendship
>You're so happy
>It was so sudden
>And your friends were with on your coronation
>You wouldn't trade them for the world
>You're still adjusting to your new wings
>Sometimes you feel like you're forgetting something
>But those thoughts disappear fairly quickly
>You still have some strange memories involving your dress and a portal
>Maybe you drank too much punch on the night of the coronation
>You shrug off this thought and head off to read another book in your library
>The empty room was silent
>In the middle of it lie the box of mystery
>Whatever was in the box was gone now
>Only a note was inside it, unnoticeable at first
>"Send this to good hands. If I can't accomplish my dream, let it be someone else"
>"Signed, Spike the Dragon"
>>25307369
or maybe we were never real
maybe we only exist because we believe we exist
>>25307418
Aaaand pastebin:
http://pastebin.com/QMsQh8jx
>>25307418
>>"Send this to good hands. If I can't accomplish my dream, let it be someone else"
>"Signed, Spike the Dragon"
What a bro he is.
I guess we can forgive him for the whole eerie brainwashing thing. It was probably just an accident.
>>25306962
It's a trade off. You lose a little cuteness but gain the utility of having wings and talons.
>>25308218
>having talons
yeah good luck using CDs or any form of disc-based media again ya scratchy fuck
>>25297795
Is the Belle writefriend gone?
>>25308306
>MMXV
>disk based media
>>25308585
I assume this is them >>25299362
They're probably not gone, just updating when they feel like it.
It's the curse of writefagging; you start out with the spark and just write and write. Then people actually expect it to go somewhere, and you try drag it somewhere logical. Then you lose interest.
>>25308593
Good luck with that touch screen phone / tablet ya colossal sausage
>>25308585
Nope, they're right there: >>25299578
>>25308306
It's not a problem until you order your Pony Transformation Nanomachine Kit, and then when it arrives discover that all the instructions are on CD.
>>25308585
I'm still around, just been busy.
>>25308616
The spark is still there actually, I just update whenever I feel like hunkering down for an hour or two to write.
>>25309642
Good to hear
>You can't get over how giddy you are feeling
>If anything you should be pissed off, not absolutely thrilled
>I mean, demanding such a huge favor with just a few days notice?
>If it had been for ANY other purpose, you would have declined
>Even though he's your colleague
>However... an offer like this one? You simply couldn't pass up the opportunity
>Pulling up outside of the familiar dreary apartment block, you cut the car engine
>You'd only been here once
>And, truth be told, didn't really want to come back
>The place reeked of single bachelor
>Untidy, unclean, and just generally... unpleasant
>However there'd been that one little ray of sunshine that'd blessed your visit
>Hell, she was more than sunshine
>She was practically gold
>Pushing the apartment block's door open, your footsteps scratch on the concrete floor
>Bob lived up the first set of stairs, right?
>You try retrace the steps of your first visit
>Sure enough, upon scaling the stairs you recognized the slightly peeling door opposite
>Whipping out your phone you quickly dig up the email Bob had sent you with instructions
"Key under the doormat"? you mouth to yourself
>How careless. And totally unhygienic
>Kneeling down and gripping the edge of the doormat, you pray for no nasty surprises
>Please let the key be there
>Please let there be no bugs
>Flipping the mat over, you flinch
>Okay... thankfully, no bugs
>They key was still there too
>Grabbing it before anything else could happen, you fumble with the lock
>With a satisfying 'click', the door squeaks open
>There's a sudden waft of stale sweat and... was that horse?
>Not to be unexpected, you suppose
>Closing the door behind you, you call out
"...Hello?"
>No response
>At least it confirmed that Bob actually HAD gone out, and this wasn't some kind of trap
>Taking a few timid steps forward, you call out again
"...Jasper?"
>No response
>Huh, was she even here?
>You walk into the living room
>Well, at least it gave you an excuse to snoop around Bob's place
>The all-too-familiar squeak of the apartment door makes you snuffle yourself awake
>Man, the dust under your bed was really becoming a problem
>Gently rubbing your eyes, you try evaluate what you'd been doing
>Must have fallen asleep again while watching cartoons on your tablet
>At least it dulled the boredom
>Suddenly your ear twitches - radar mode activating
>You go silent, listening intently
>Was that Bob back already?
>You pause again
>Someone was definitely bumbling about the apartment
>Or perhaps it was those inconsiderate assholes upstairs banging around?
>It was hard to focus on sounds when your head was pounding
>You feel pretty damn groggy; hell, what time was it?
>Putting a sloppy hoof to the tablet, your eyes are briefly dazzled by the light emitted
>6:14pm
>Shit, it's pretty late already
>Being woken up at 5am by Bob fussing around really had messed up your sleep
>Standing up, you stretch your forelegs forward while arching your back
>Mmm... Jasper is a sleepy pony
>Also hungry
>Yawning, you wiggle yourself out from under the bed and trot lazily in to the kitchen
>To your surprise, the light was on
>That's odd...
>To make matters stranger, there was someone standing in front of the fridge
>A woman
>A big woman
>Oh Christ, Sarah's here
>Was she sizing up the fridge?
>Was she thinking about opening it?
>Or was she examining the picture you'd drawn of Bob and you doing... stuff
>You decide to sit where you were, silently observing the scene before you
>Sarah seemed to be examining the crayon drawing with interest
>Hopefully she didn't think that Bob drew it, that'd be weird
>After a few moments she seems to shrug off the picture and proceeds to open the fridge
>Nosy bitch!
>Raising your forelegs you clop your hooves loudly on the floor to get her attention
>Startled, she spins in your direction
>Her expression rearranges itself from one of guilt to one of joy
"Jasper, honey! It's me!" she squeals, kneeling down and presenting her fingers
>Eww, not again
>As you kneel down, you let out a tiny sigh of relief
>Thankfully it was only Jasper who'd seen you open the fridge
>She wouldn't care
>Rubbing your forefinger and thumb together, you try and persuade the pony to come over to you
>To your disappointment she just sits there
>Giving you a blank look
"Aww 'hon, don't you remember me?"
>You shift over and attempt to pet her
"Bob's going to be away for a few days, so you're coming to live with me!"
>Jasper lets out a little snort, avoiding your hand
>You frown as you withdraw it
>This behavior was a complete contrast to last time you'd seen her
>Jasper was putty in your lap then, but now she seemed... grumpy?
"Oh, of course" you mutter to yourself, digging out your phone
>Bob had left feeding instructions, right?
>Jasper sprawls out in the kitchen doorway
>Aha, there it was
>'Pour some shredded wheat into a bowl and place it on the table'...?
>You didn't approve of the food nor the location of it
>Why the table? Don't ponies eat from low troughs?
>Feeling dismissive, you try locate a clean bowl and the packet of shredded wheat
>While it seems Bob had stocked up on food since your last visit, he hadn't bothered with the dishes
>The "cleanest" bowl looked like it had been used earlier this morning
>It's a little dirty, but eh, nothing an animal would care about
>Tipping up the cereal box you fill the bowl up
"Here you go sweetie" you coo at the little pony, placing the bowl on the floor next to her
>You take a handful of shredded wheats for your efforts
>Jasper glances at the bowl, then to you
>She lets out another snort
"It's, uhm, what you normally eat, right?" you question, glancing at Bob's email again
>Something was certainly different with Jasper this time
>Maybe she was nervous when Bob wasn't about?
>You don't really have a grasp on pony psychology, especially for green-tinted pygmy ponies
>However, you weren't beaten yet as you rummage in your bag
"Brushies?" you say sweetly as you withdraw your pink hairbrush
>>25310658
>"Brushies?" you say sweetly as you withdraw your pink hairbrush
Hell yes
>>25310658
All little pones love mane brushies.
>>25299301
Am one of the silent lurkers unfortunately. Just don't feel like I have anything worth saying most of the time. Just know that I'm still appreciating most of what the people here have to offer.
...MOST
>>25311602
Brushie addiction is a serious problem. It's a trap many people-turned-ponies fall into.
>>25312647
Truth.
Uh...here's some more...stuff. Please excuse any unexpected typos:
“Yoo hoo! Nullity? Are you there? It’s Nurse Reinhold.”
“Coming, coming! I’ll be right there!”
>Big Sis turns to face you with a bright smile on her face.
“Wait till Nurse Reinhold sees you up and about! She’s gonna be sooooo happy!”
>She stands up on her hooves and quickly trots over to the front door.
>You see her open the door and when she does, Big Sis slowly trots outside and gently closes it.
>You can hear mumbling of some sort coming from outside, but you can’t completely make out what is being said.
>Regardless, you sat there dumbfounded, still trying to process and analyze everything that’s been happening to you since you’ve woken up.
>You turn you head to the unopened presents still sitting on the table and then to the banner hanging above them.
>You then begin scanning the room again, just soaking in and absorbing your environment.
>This house, wherever you were, was so feminine and homely that you still couldn’t quite understand how you ended up here.
>Technically speaking, you don’t recall spending your whole life here and you knew you hadn’t lived your life as a pony, let alone as a mare.
>You were a human, and you were a dude…at least, you were a cynical jerk that hated everything.
>Yet, why was it that being a female pony in a girly home felt so much better than your old life?
>Was it because for once in your life, you had someone that actually cared about you?
>Was it because you had all of these friends that you don’t even remember having?
>Your eyes scan the banner again.
“We Love You Radiance!”
>All of those presents…just how many knew about you?
>Did everyone around wherever you were really love you as much as Nullity did?
>Wait…Nullity…that’s right. You just heard Big Sis’s name…
>Nullity…that’s…an unusual name for someone.
>Then again, so is Radiance, so you figured there’s no argument in that either.
>>25313786
>Still, if you had to guess, your names were probably tied to your cutie marks.
>Supposedly, you provided love and comfort to others, so Radiance must be something like an abundance of love…like radiating love or something.
>Not like you were ever like that as a dude. Far from it.
>You giggle a little at the thought of a depressed hairy slob trying to be all cuddly and affectionate with all of your old coworkers.
>Yeah…well, guess that means you’ll never have to deal with them again, so at least that’s one good thing.
>As for Nullity, however, she did say that she took pain away from others, so you guess her name would make sense. After all, she did make you feel a lot better about your current situation.
>As much as you now needed her for emotional support, there was still something about her that struck a chord with your mind.
>Was it her affection?
>Was it her humming?
>Was it…?
>Your tummy rumbles hard and you forgot just how hungry you were.
>You can still hear Big Sis…or Nullity…talking with someone else outside.
>You didn’t know how long they would be outside and you knew you could really go for a nice bite to eat.
>Your head turns and you notice a couple of apples neatly stacked in a basket just past the entrance to the enclosed porch.
>The doorway leading there had the same appearance as all of the other doors; a simple white color with a silver handle, yet there was a glass window in the shape of a heart that sat in the center of the door. The apples appeared just within the boundaries of the window itself.
>Mmmm…just the thought of apples made your mouth water.
>Wait, apples?
>You close your eyes and lightly shake your head.
>Since when the heck does someone develop a bad craving for apples?
>Not that you didn’t dislike them, but you never really ate them, nor did you ever think about them as food to frequently get.
>That’s…really strange.
>>25313792
>Yet just the thought of having a red, smooth, fresh, juicy, yummy apple made your hunger all the worse.
>Your tummy rumbles even louder.
>Screw it.
>You wanted an apple and you wanted one right now!
>You balance yourself back onto your hooves and carefully walk over to the heart-shaped doorway.
>You still hadn’t completely mastered the art of walking like a pony, but remembering how Nullity taught you to walk, you look down at your hooves and try to mimic your walk from what you can remember.
>…!
>…oh no.
>…d-don’t…please don’t…
>But you can’t…help it…
>Your precious widdle hoovsies are just so cute and pretty…
>No…please brain…don’t…don’t think like that…
>But how can you not admire your beautiful hoovsie woovsies?
>Because I’m a dude that doesn’t care about girly junk like that.
>But I’m just a cute little mare that only wants to be beautiful and happy with her looks.
>But…but…I’m not supposed to think like that…
>But…but…I’m not a guy…I’m a girl…a mare…and I just wanna be a cute widdle happy girly pony…
>But I…don’t want…
>But I want…I want…I want…
>But…but…I’ve always been a guy…haven’t I?
>That’s who I had to be…but I’m a girl…that’s who I want to be…and that’s who I really am.
*SMACK*
“OW!”
>You reel back in pain as you walked right into the door.
>You fall back on your butt and rub your front hooves against your muzzle, gently trying to lessen the pain.
“Owowowow…gotta stop walking into things. That really hurt.”
>You still wince in pain, yet hearing your own voice again, it sounded so beautiful and motherly…
>Your hoovsies too, looking at them while rubbing your muzzle, they just…they just…
>They just would look so lovely if they had some kind of nail polish on them.
>>25313808
>Just the thought of beautifying yourself…painting your hooves, wearing eyeshadow, putting on a little bit of makeup, getting your hair done, putting on something lovely…just making yourself look so beautiful and feminine…it sounded so wonderful.
>You could feel some kind of odd tingling flowing throughout your body as your mind was becoming submerged with these thoughts.
>For some reason though, you didn’t feel all that alarmed as you should have been. It is strange, but just the thought of simply dressing as a girl…err…mare and behaving like one made you feel so calm and peaceful inside, if not a little happy.
>But that tingling feeling…it’s like having a headache that gradually transforms into feelings of pleasure.
>You loved feeling that, yet it also kinda made your poor little head hurt.
>You gently shake your head and your vision returns back to the door in front of you.
>You can feel your tummy rumbling for the millionth time and your mind instantly turns back to the apples.
>You stand back up and attempt to open the door, only to realize that it won’t open.
>Nononononono! You want those apples! You’re so hungry…they sound so yummy…you need them….you want them!
>You try pulling on the door handle with your hooves, but to no avail.
>Your face scrunches in frustration.
>You were going to get those apples.
>Even if you had to break the door down.
>You try pushing and pulling on the door, but it would not budge.
>Wait a minute…is that…
>Just on top of the door handle was a silver lock.
>You push against the lock so that it turns to the opposite direction and you hear a click.
>You pull down on the handle again and try pushing on the door.
>It opens outward.
>…
>Well, it’s not the dumbest thing you’ve ever done.
>Everyone has a brain fart once in a while, right?
>At least no one saw that, you hope.
>You trot through the doorway and see to your right a small brown stand with a pile of apples sitting in a bowl.
>>25313826
>Next to that, though, was a violet and white-striped hammock that connected to the opposite ends of the enclosed porch.
>The porch itself had screen walls all around it, with a screen door sitting just a few feet in front of you.
>You also noticed two wicker chairs, with pink cushions on one and blue on the other.
>Both chairs faced forward to the opposite end of the porch, with a small mosaic table sitting in front of them.
>Just as you would guess, it too was in the shape of a heart.
>A bouquet of flowers sat neatly on top of it.
>Right now though, your only thoughts were eating those freaking yummy apples.
>Wow was your craving bad.
>You plop up onto the hammock, trying to position yourself carefully while it swung from your force.
>As soon as the hammock balanced itself, you reached to your left and scooped up the bowl of apples.
>Five juicy…red…luscious…yummy apples sat in the bowl.
>You could feel your mouth watering.
>…
>You plow your head right into bowl, eagerly taking a giant bite.
>MMMMMMMPPPPPPPHHHHHH! Mmmmmmphphphph….
>Your taste buds go wild over this little piece of heaven you were chewing.
>You pull your head up and close your eyes, savoring every little taste of this amazing fruit.
>You chew for a little longer and swallow, licking your lips clean.
>The taste was akin to…to…what?
>You can’t even describe the taste.
>All you knew was that it was soooooooo yummy and you wanted more so very badly.
>You look back down and open your eyes.
>Wait, there’s only four apples now?
>Did you just eat an entire apple in one bite?
>And you’re STILL hungry?
>But you don’t care.
>You gobble down another, and another…until the bowl was completely empty.
“Ahhhhh….”
>You lick your clips clean one final time and lean back in the hammock, resting the bowl on the stand next to you.
“That was amazing.”
>You gently pat your tummy, satisfied that you were able to quell your hunger.
>>25313840
>You stretch out on the hammock and let your eyes wonder.
>Despite the fact that the porch was enclosed, you could still see the wilderness in front of you.
>From what you saw, your backyard was really just an open landscape, filled with lush greenery.
>You could hear water flowing somewhere in the distance.
>Trees and bushes lined themselves up neatly in the distant horizon.
>Patches of bubbly clouds were floating here and there with the sun shining across the brilliantly blue sky.
>You could also hear birds chirping and leaves rustling.
>It appeared as though you lived somewhere out in the wilderness.
>Not that that was a bad thing, it’s just…the landscape looked really familiar, like you’ve seen it before.
>Suddenly, you freeze.
>An unnerving realization starts to dawn upon you.
>A nice cool breeze flows through the screens, lightly brushing against you.
>Your eyes open wide and you sit right up.
>You blankly stare at the horizon like you were in a trance.
>You could feel the hairs on your body start to stand up.
“Is that…no…can it?
>The landscape in front of you was almost reminiscent of that dream.
>There was mostly just an open green field in front of you, but if you walked far enough, you could clearly see bushes that would likely give way to trees.
>And you could see them too.
>Hills in the distance.
>And the water, was it that river?
“There you ARE Lil Sis! We’ve been looking all over for you.”
>You turn your head to see Nullity standing there with a warm smile.
>She looked so similar to that girl.
>Your brain starts to subconsciously replay the humming she made when she was cuddling you.
>You can’t think.
>If anything, you started to become a little fearful.
>What is this?
>What’s going on here?
“Why are you looking at me like that Lil Sis? You look like you’ve just seen a ghost. What’s wrong?”
“Uh…” is all you can say.
>Nullity turns her head to the doorway and calls out.
>>25313862
“Nurse Reinhold, she’s over here.”
>You hear trotting sounds and soon, a tan-colored pony with a dark blonde mane comes out.
>She walks over to Nullity and turns her head to face you.
“Ah. There you are Radiance. So good to finally see that you’re out and about.”
>Nurse Reinhold was dressed in a typical nurse’s outfit.
>Her mane was styled in a ponytail.
>Two brown bags hung on her back like saddlebags do on a regular horse.
>She had a very calm, if not reserved demeanor.
>She stared at you with blue eyes similar to yours.
>You also noticed a small horn protruding from her forehead.
>Wait, is she a unicorn?
“Sorry about the wait Radiance. Nullity was just keeping me up-to-date on your progress. I’m so relieved to see that you’re awake again.”
>Her complexion shifts and she tries to give you a reassuring smile.
>It still didn’t do much to calm you.
>The breeze was still rustling against your fur and every second you sat on that hammock, you became more and more unsettled.
>You try climbing out of the hammock, but in your sudden movements, it starts to bounce and swing.
>You yelp in surprise as you fall face-first…except you don’t hit the ground.
>Instead, you find yourself floating just above it in this…golden plasma.
>The heck?
“LIL SIS! Are you okay?”
“Oh you know…just floating…magically somehow…”
>You hear both ponies giggle a little.
>Without warning, you’re turned right-side up by the golden plasma.
>Facing them, you see Nullity relieved to find that you’re unharmed, with Nurse Reinhold smirking a little at your clumsiness.
>Yet her horn…it was glowing.
>You could see a little bit of that golden plasma radiating off of her horn.
>Wait a minute…is she using magic to hold you up?
>How on Earth is that possible?
>MAGIC DOESN’T EXIST!!!
“H-How are you d-doing that?”
“With magic, of course!”
>Nurse Reinhold starts chuckling.
>>25313879
“You need to be a little more careful Radiance. You’ve got to pay attention to your surroundings. Don’t you know that’s how you got hurt?”
>Nullity flashes her a quick glare upon mentioning that.
>Nurse Reinhold’s expression suddenly becomes apologetic.
“Err…I’m sorry Radiance. We’ve all just been a bit concerned about you as of late. It’s a relief to see you up again, but you have to keep in mind that you’ve been asleep for a full week. Your body is still recovering. You’ve got to take good care of yourself.”
>You’re gently lowered to the ground by the golden plasma.
>You see it fading off of you, as well off of Nurse Reinhold’s horn.
>That was absolutely surreal.
>How the heck is she able to do that?
“Here, why don’t we all go into the living room? There’s some things I’d like to talk to you about Radiance. And if you don’t mind, I’d like to have Nullity present during our conversation.”
“Uh…okay.”
>Nurse Reinhold turns and walks through the doorway.
>Nullity comes up right next to you and wraps a wing around you.
“You okay Lil Sis?”
“Y-Yeah. It’s nothing. Let’s go.”
>You two started to walk back into the house.
>Ignoring the fact that unicorns and magic now somehow exist, you were still really creeped out about the backyard.
>You didn’t want to think about that.
>Still, it did feel really good having someone comforting you the way Nullity did.
>Having someone hug you the way she did…you were starting to become a little calmer.
>Guess that really is her special talent, huh?
>Being able to null your pain…
>As you both return to the living room, you noticed Nurse Reinhold sitting on the couch.
>You could see her bags floating in the air by that golden plasma thing.
>The bags themselves opened on their own and you saw a couple of medical apparatuses, as well as a clipboard and some paperwork, all moving on their own in the plasma.
>>25313891
>It was so weird to see actual magic with your own two eyes.
>That’s just not physically possible.
>But then again, ponies didn’t have wings, nor did they know English.
>None of this was making any sense.
>Nurse Reinhold rests all of the objects down on the couch with her magic.
>You then notice that plasma engulfing the pink bean bag next to the couch.
>The plasma raises it off the ground and moves it to face directly across from where Nurse Reinhold was sitting.
“If you would be so kind, please have a seat.”
“O-Okay.”
>Nullity pulls her wing from you and you take a few steps towards the bean bag.
>You plop down on your tummy into the bean bag.
>It was surprisingly comfy.
>Nullity situated herself so that she was lying against you and the bean bag, again placing a wing over your back to comfort you.
“Good, good. Please make yourself comfortable. If you don’t mind, I’d like to do a quick check-up to see how you’re doing physically.”
“S-Sure,” you quietly murmur.
“It’ll be alright Lil Sis. I’m right here.”
>Nurse Reinhold plops off the couch and walks right up to you.
>She uses her magic to grab an otoscope from the couch.
“Now open your mouth and say ‘Ahhh’ for me.”
“AHHH.”
>She uses it to examine your mouth.
“Mmmhmm…good, good. Now tilt your head up a little for me.”
>You do so and she points the otoscope into your nostrils.
“Looking good there.”
>She then moves it to each ear to examine them and after doing so, she places the device back on the couch.
>Next, Nurse Reinhold uses her magic to reach for an ophthalmoscope to examine your eyes.
>After that, she uses a thermometer to check your temperature, followed by a stethoscope to check your breathing.
>Finally, she wraps some kind of blood pressure monitor around one of your arms for a minute or two.
>Once she had the readings, she pulled up a clipboard and started scribbling down the results.
>>25313918
“Very, very good Radiance. So far, everything looks perfectly normal. That’s a good sign. We should still get you in to have a more detailed examination just to make sure you’re alright. For now though, I’d like to spend the rest of the time asking you some questions. Is that alright with you?”
“Sure, go ahead.”
>Nurse Reinhold puts all of the medical equipment back into her bags with her magic and situates herself back onto the couch.
>All she had out now was a clipboard with some paper and a pencil.
“What’s the first thing you remember Radiance?”
>You pause for a moment.
>Should you tell her what happened before you woke up here? Or should you just talk about when you first woke up?
“Uh well…I remember waking up in my bed. I was a little confused on where I was, but I saw one of the ‘Get Well Soon’ cards lying next to my bed. I discovered it was written by Big Sis, by which point I started calling out for her. She immediately came to me and well…we came down here to the living room. Then you showed up for my daily checkup according to Big Sis.”
“I see, I see.”
>Nurse Reinhold was scribbling on her clipboard with her magic as you talked.
“Do you happen to remember anything before that?”
>You notice Nullity giving her a sudden look as she asked that.
“I know, I know Nullity. But we need to make sure she’s doing alright mentally too. We want to make sure she’s healthy inside and out, right?”
>You hear Nullity sigh and you feel her snuggle closer to you.
“It’ll be okay Lil Sis. Just be honest. You’re safe. I’m right here with you.”
>She made you feel nice and warm being that close to you.
>Still, why was Nullity giving Nurse Reinhold those looks when she asked certain questions?
“Well, to be honest, my memory is really fuzzy. I don’t really remember a whole lot when I woke up. However, I did have a lot of dreams while I was asleep.”
“Mmhm...”
>>25313932
>Nurse Reinhold was looking down at her clipboard scribbling down notes of some sort.
“What did you dream about Radiance?”
“Uh…”
>You stammer for a moment. Was…your old life just a dream? Was it real? If magic and talking flying horses exist here, was your old life really just a bad dream?
“Well, I’ll be honest. All I really had were nightmares about living another life.”
“Oh?”
>Nurse Reinhold stops writing and looks up at you curiously.
“Uh…I dunno…it’s kinda embarrassing. But if you really wanna know, I was someone else living a bad life. Uhh…it wasn’t all that pleasant.”
“Hmm…interesting. Very interesting. Comatose patients normally don’t dream about anything.”
>Nurse Reinhold continues jotting down some more notes.
“Do you remember anything else besides that dream? Do you remember anything beyond when you just woke up and what you dreamt?
“Umm...well, not a whole lot. I mean, I know who Big Sis is and what we do, but there are so many things where my mind is fuzzy.”
“Do you know where you live?”
>Shoot. No, you didn’t.
“Well, I live here with my Big Sis.”
>Nurse Reinhold and Nullity both chuckle.
“Of course you do you Silly Little Filly,” says Nullity affectionately.
>She wraps a hoof around you and hugs you tight.
>Man, did that feel wonderful.
“But in all seriousness,” Nurse Reinhold says, “do you know where you’re at?”
“Uh…”
>You didn’t. You might as well just say it now.
“No, I don’t.”
“Lil Sis?”
>Nullity looks at you with a look of concern.
>Her eyes…no…please don’t get sad…please don’t get sad…your heart’s already been through so much.
“Hrm…you at least know about Equestria, right?” Nurse Reinhold asks.
>>25313943
>Equestria?!? Wait, like THE Equestria from mlp? Do you actually live in Equestria?
“Well, yeah. I’ve always wanted to see all of Equestria. I wanna see Manehatten, Canterlot, Applelossa, the Crystal Empire…there’s so many places I wanna visit.”
“And we will see them Lil Sis, don’t you worry.”
>You hear Nullity breathe a sigh of relief.
“Yet you don’t remember where exactly you are in Equestria?”
“No, I can’t remember.”
“Well, you and Nullity live in the outskirts of Vanhoover.”
>Vanhoover? From what you can remember from watching the show, you didn’t recall much about Vanhoover.
“Do you remember anything near your home?”
>You remember what you saw when you were on the hammock.
>The backyard still creeped you out, but if it was any indication, you and Nullity probably lived in a remote area.
“Well, Big Sis and I live in a quiet area. I think there’s other houses near here, but we kinda live more out in nature than we do in the city.”
“Good. Yes, you are correct.”
>Phew.
>At least you were able to get that down.
>But do others live near you?
>They’d have to right?
>After all, if you and Nullity help others, you gotta at least be close to civilization.
“Now, only because we are almost out of time, I’d like to ask you one more question. Nullity, it may not be one you want to hear. That being said, is it okay if I still ask her?”
>You turn to see Big Sis looking at her in thought, then turning her head to look at you.
“Okay. But if my Lil Sis doesn’t wanna answer it, she doesn’t have to.”
“I understand. Just remember, I only want Radiance to recover and be healthy and happy. And I know you want that too.”
>Nurse Reinhold turns her gaze back to yours.
“Now Radiance. You don’t have to answer, but I would still like to ask you this: do you remember anything about your little accident?”
>>25313955
>Although you can’t directly recall what happened since you can only remember anything about this life when you woke up, something in your brain clicks.
“Wait…did it have something to do with a lake?”
“Yes.”
>You can see Nullity starting to become uneasy. Her breathing was becoming a little heavy.
“D-Did I fall in the water?”
“Yes.”
>A small chill starts to creep through you.
>No…was that memory actually real?
“W-was I drowning?
>Before Nurse Reinhold answers, you felt tears dripping onto your fur.
>You turn to see Nullity furrowing her head against you.
>She was shaking a little as she clung onto you tightly.
“P-Please Nurse Reinhold, c-can we drop it?”
>You hear her sniffle and you wrap you hooves around her.
>You hug Big Sis and reassure her that everything’s alright.
>Even though you wanted to inquire more, you decide it’s better to stop.
>You didn’t want to see your sister cry.
>You wanted her to be happy and loved, just like how she wanted you to be too.
“Uh…Nurse Reinhold? Maybe we should stop. I think I’m alright honestly. My memory’s a little fuzzy, but I think I’m recovering just fine.”
“Mm, we can stop.”
>Nurse Reinhold shifts her gaze to Nullity.
“Thank you for letting me ask those questions Nullity.”
>Nullity turns her head up to look at her, then to you, with a few tears sparkling in her eyes.
“You’re welcome Nurse Reinhold. *sniffle* At least we know our little Radiance is doing better, right?”
“Of course she is.”
>Nurse Reinhold then addresses both of you.
“Radiance, while I can’t find anything wrong with you at the moment in terms of your physical health, I will say that you seem to have a little bit of amnesia from the incident. Now, this is not to say this is permanent, but it might take a little time for you to recover your memories.”
“Okay,” you reply.
>>25313967
“However, you have been asleep for a week and your body is still recovering, so it’s very important that you take things easy. Nullity, if you don’t mind, I’d like to schedule a follow-up appointment with Dr. Wilhelm. Would you be alright with scheduling it sometime soon?”
“Yeah, we can do that.”
>Nullity began smiling at both of you again.
“Would you be alright with scheduling it by the end of this week, at round this time?”
“Sure. We can definitely do that, right Lil Sis?”
“Of course we can,” you reassure her.
“Excellent. I’ll see the both of you again at Dr. Wilhelm’s office then. Remember, take things easy and if you two ever need anything from me, please don’t hesitate to contact me.”
>Nullity stands up and folds her wing back onto her back.
>She walks up to Nurse Reinhold and gives her a hug.
“Thank you again for coming here every day. I can’t even begin to thank you for everything you’ve done for my little Radiance. She means the world to me.”
“Of course, it’s no problem at all. Considering that everyone here loves you two, I can only imagine that we all want our Radiance to fully recover. But for now though, I really must be going. I’ve got another appointment to go to in thirty minutes.”
>Nurse Reinhold uses her magic to pack the rest of her things back into her bags and places them back onto her back.
>Nullity walks her to the front door and opens it, guiding her out of your home.
“Bye-bye Nurse Reinhold! See you soon!”
“See you soon!” you hear Nurse Reinhold say.
>Nullity waves one of her hooves for a few seconds.
>And with that, she closes the door.
>>25313974
Pastebin: http://pastebin.com/UGfRSVm0
>>25313983
Ohh, awesome
>>25313983
Enjoying the twist so far
>>25315406
That's a new trip. Suspicious.
I'm Mr Meeseeks, look at me!
>>25317126
Mr. Meeseeks, can you make me a gorgeous little mare?
>>25297795
>Gryphon tf
yes
yes
YES
>>25317693
I'm actually working on finishing up a gryphon TF/TG- t'was a long overdue art trade with someone. Hopefully I'll get it done by the weekend.
>>25318122
Frame 1 preview.
>>25318122
>>25318131
sweet, always like how your stuff turns out
>>25318122
>>25318131
Looking forward to seeing the finished thing.
>>25317668
Caaaaaaan do!
>>25317668
NO
>>25320735I have to make a pony version of this
Daily reminder that someone wants to be the cute mare
>>25320782
Typo'd the trip to be honest
>>25319051
Sign me up.
>>25320735
Why, how and what
I really don't get why dogs sniff there - is it because it's the smelliest part of the body?
>>25321454
Because dogs are dogs.
Dogs are disgusting animals.
>>25321454
Peanut butter, m8.
Best tool for fat chicks to get action down there, because only the dog will care.
>>25320793
That mare is already cute.
>>25313983
I have a feeling there's a sinister side to all this, I can't help but feel nullity is not all as innocent as she seems.
>>25321467
Is that so?
Barmp
>>25325309
So long as he doesn't explode twice he'll be okay.
>>25323671
That's not a dog. That's furfaggotry.
>>25325729
rude
SEND HELP
COME BACK GLOBE I'M SORRY
General is despair.
Why do you cling on, Anon?
Bumpman to the rescue
>>25327909
Thanks bump man. Why does the general have terminal cancer?
Is death a type of TF
I'm gonna have to start writing for this again.
Eventually...
Just Sketch this. How do I TF.
>>25328001
added qtmark
(no srs how to tf)
>>25328001
Heck yeah. Your writing's really good and I need to hear more about Mica. Nice drawing too.
Oh goodness the next Belle update is big. Maybe by the end of today? I hope so at least.
>>25328647
I'll 'Belle'lieve it when I see it!
>>25328798
>>25328647
It`s almost end of today in some timezones, you know?
>>25328920
You guys are killin me.
>>25328945
I just want to read next update before i go to bed
>>25328945
Don't die, I like your story and would we sad if it never updated again because we killed you with shitposting.
>>25329165
Don't worry anon, it'll take a lot more than shitposting to kill me off.
>>25328647
That's great!
>>25329836
Otherwise we always could galvanize your corpse and make you write even after death
Guise channeling a unicorn counts as TF, right?
http://www.ethereallight.co.uk/index.php?route=product/product&product_id=975
>>25329938
That is fucking hilarious, (this coming from an active participant in the pony hypnosis threads over the summer) I mean there's quackery, and then there's this,, and the best part is that somebody, somewhere is going to pay for it.
>>25330096
Any luck with those threads?
>>25330297
Not the same anon, but they were fun.
Tried a session with a hypnotist over Skype, but that didn't work out too well.
>>25330337
>but that didn't work out too well.
inb4 you came and started farting.
>>25330347
Nah, nothing that interesting. It was text-based hypnosis, and it didn't really do anything for me.
>>25330351
Ah well, least you tried.
If you've got a bit of a hypno kink...on /t/ there's a big torrent full of erotic hypnosis mp3s, might interest you
>>25326232
NO FUCK OFF GLOBE WE HATE YOU
>>25330520
Found the Mitchykins
here, have some weird hypno tf
>>25328647
Belle is best pone
>>25330663
A fate worse than death.
>>25330906
I'm pretty sure >>25320735 is a fate worse than death
>>25330663
he later notices that the rarara plushie was designed like the lyra plushie was
>>25330096
Took a nap after posting, I had a similar experience to >>25330337 but it was fun and relaxing. I tried a session with the thread's hypnotist too with similar results. I'm definitely glad I got involved though, and I still have some files too.
>>25332852
>>25330297
Whoops, meant to reply to you too.
>>25332852
I still listen to the files every now and again.
They don't do much for me, but they're relaxing as fuck and easy to fall asleep to.
>>25332852
Did you try with dewy or did you have someone else?
>>25332881
It was dewy, honestly it was probably due to a general lack of experience on my part more than him sucking, but I just never reached anything close to a suggestible state. I played along and had fun with it but it didn't quite work out. Online cuddles are surprisingly satisfying.
>>25332975
I had to play along too. I never really fell under or anything, and I really felt bad leading him on.
>>25332975
Yeah, I felt kind of bad about it too. Part of why I didn't namefag on the thread again.
>>25333187
>>25332986
DAMNIT, quoted myself again.
JUST FUCK MY SHIT UP
>>25330936
Why?
>>25334498
what a way to go
>>25334579
What a great and powerful way to go
>>25334498
This looks like a Grandstorm(that's the name, right?) drawing.
>>25334707
The artist is Boundbrush apparently. Here's the source,http://www.furaffinity.net/view/13712259/
>>25334859
Had me fooled. The style is close.
>>25336818
>>25332975
I guess the thing that turned me off from him is whenever I was honest with him, I felt guilty, like I was doing something wrong.
For example, he would ask something like
>Do you see her?
>No
and he would respond with
>Why not?
It made me feel that I was doing everything wrong, and it just felt accusatory.
Course, I tried harder, and the harder you try, the less likely you are to actually get into a suggestive state.
In my experience, some people cannot be very easily hypnotized.
Don't even bother asking them questions, or telling them to communicate with you.Just practice on getting them to be able to trance.
For the people being hypnotized, you really have to want it. You have to put 100% trust into someone online, and I know that's hard, because trust takes time to build.
>>25333879
Cause no one wants to inhale a fat chick's dangle berries or get their nose filled with fishy crust nuggets
What is /ptfg/'s worst nightmare?
I like to think it's a Samurai Jack type quest in which you keep hearing of people becoming ponies and disappearing while you fruitlessly search a way to fullfill your dream.
>>25339256
For be it's golden_eggy farts
>>25328647
>Belle update
>end of today
> 25.5 hours later
> still nothing
>>25340413
Writers are dying. It's what we deserve.
>>25340435
Everybody is dying. Sooner or later.
>>25339256
A ponification disease sweeps across the nation turning all those in its path into adorable little ponies. By a quirk of genetics you're totally immune to its effects. You can only watch jealously as ponies snuggle and play and go about their cute lives.
>>25341344
This is an abstract form of torture.
>>25341344
>>25341352
Finally you decide to kill yourself to end this torture. As your lifeless body lies on the floor it slowly transforms into one of a pony's. The face bears a small smile as if the pony has happy dreams.
>>25340413
Let's hope it comes soon.
Losing the will to continue, guise. What do?
>>25340413
Almost done editing. Soon~
>>25343054
ContinueI have no idea what you're talking about but continue regardless.
>>25299578
>A couple days have passed since your mildly entertaining Halloween experience
>You were tempted to take Max up on his offer to get wasted that night
>But you decided to pass and instead wasted away on the iPad Ali let you borrow
>She said she was going sell it but figured the poor little pony with nothing to do might enjoy having it around, so she loaned it to you
>It was fairly easy to use, the screen was receptive to your nose so you just used that to navigate
>And you can confidently say that it’s served its purposely fairly well so far
>The only thing you’ve done for the past couple of days to pass the time is play around with the collection of apps she had installed
>Normally you wouldn’t have paid any mind to gimmicky little mobile games
>But now for some reason they had you completely immersed
>Which was ironic because you always used to make fun of how obsolete tablets were
>Maybe it was just a way of coping?
>Who knows
>Max has been in and out moving stuff from Ali’s house to his parent’s, so you haven’t had much chill time with him since Halloween
>He was actually supposed to be out of here by today
>But that fell through fast
>Given that he had nowhere else to take you
>He didn’t want to risk letting you stay at his parent’s
>Said they were kind of “psycho” and that he didn’t want you in that environment
>So… with Ali it was
>You look up from your very engaging game of Candy Crush to glance at the clock near the TV
>1:36
>Uuuuuuuugh
>You roll over with an annoyed groan and lie inert on your side
>The days have been so agonizingly slow
>And the only thing you had to look forward to was...
>Well nothing
>Aside from Max returning to provide some meager entertainment
>A-and… maybe call you cute
>But since his absences became more frequent
>Your agenda was iPad and quiet time
>Luckily it isn’t much longer before you catch the sound of Max’s car pulling up the driveway again
>>25344008
>Hopefully meaning some brief conversation to help alleviate your boredom
>Or maybe you could watch a quick episode of something on neflix with him before he went back to packing
>Either way, it was better than being alone
>The lock to Ali’s front door starts to clatter as he unlocks it and grants himself entry
>Your ears flip up as you reflexively raise yourself to a “polite pony” sitting position for him
>Though you’re caught a little off guard as he enters a lot more hurriedly than usual, slightly out of breath
>You tilt your head
>This is strange
>”A-am I too late?” He asks in desperation
“Too uhm… too late for what?” You question
>”Like, is she here? Did I miss it?”
“Who? Ali?”
>”No I… No one.” He hushes himself with a guilty smirk
>That’s… odd...
>”So uhhh, Belle. Have you been… doing okay?”
>What’s with all of this?
>You raise a brow in suspicion
“Yeeaaaah. Everything's good. I haven’t died yet.”
>”Sweet. Good. Yes. Very… awesome…”
>His attention drifts as he peeks through the window overlooking Ali’s driveway
“Max, what is even going on?”
>”She should've been here like 10 minutes ago…” He mutters to himself, completely disregarding your question
>Who is he talking about?
>You’d be a little more persistent on seeking an answer but you were naturally quiet
>Prying just wasn’t in your nature
>Plus, no one likes a nosy pony
>So instead you sit quietly and observe Max’s s fishy behavior from where you reside
>It’s kind of cute in a way
>He didn’t seem distraught or anything
>It was almost like a kid waiting for a package to arrive
>Maybe that’s---
>”Oh! Oh! She’s here!” Max chirps
>You resist the temptation to hop over to the window to peek and instead continue to sit firmly in your spot
“W-who’s here?”
>”Just uhm… just stay right there.” He demands
>Being the good pony you were, you nod and sit still
>>25344021
>You and Max rest wordlessly for a brief period before knocks at the door are heard
>Max strolls himself over to the house's entry and grips the handle, keeping himself from view of the doorway
>Flashing you a knowing smile, he opens the door to reveal the mysterious visitor
>It’s kind of hard to make out any features as the light from behind them has rendered them a silhouette
>But with some formal beckoning from Max, they take a few steps inward to reveal...
>T-to… reveal...
>Your heart suddenly feels as if someone just lathered it in gasoline and lit a spark
>Your stomach sinking as you can feel your entire chest numb from the burning
>...C-Claire?
>”Belle, honey?” She inquires
>C-Claire!
>Without a spoken word, you fumble yourself clumsily across the wood floor to meet your face with her lower leg, burrowing it vigorously
>All the while pitiful little whimpers escape your muzzle uncontrollably
>You know those videos of dogs that see their military owners for the first time since they’ve been deployed?
>Yeah, basically you right now
>There was a part of you that felt embarrassed as Max witnessed you clamber up to Claire’s feet in submission
>But the better portion of your conscience didn’t care, you were her pony, and her pony was happy right now
>”O-oh my goodness!” Claire squeaks in an innocently surprised tone “Someone really missed me!”
>You feel two familiar hands wrap around your barrel and hoist you into the air above
>They flip you around and pull you snuggly against her stomach to position you into a little cradle
>She then runs a palm gently up and down your belly to calm your wiggly excitement while her other arm holds you in place
>”It couldn’t have been more than 5 days, sweetheart. Surely that sort of welcome would require more time apart?”
>You ignore her
>Mindlessly nuzzling your muzzle into her tummy to take in her scent
>Every nerve in your body easing for the first time since leaving her
>>25344044
>”Yeah Belle, that was... quite a sight.” You hear Max snark sarcastically from behind
>Claire giggles in response before you’re gently rested back to the floor
>There’s a small ounce of discontent as you’re forced from her arms, but you figure there’ll be more to come
>”Alright” Claire starts up “I have a surprise for you Belle.”
>Your head tilts
>A surprise?
>”Can you be a good girl and sit right there for me while I grab it?”
>Uhm, duh
>As if you were anything but
>You nod
>Claire then maneuvers her purse around to her stomach allowing herself to dig about
>She eventually finds the object of interest, but before pulling it out she moves forward to kneel in front of you
>”Are you ready?”
>You nod with a little more vigor
>Without another word, she teasingly begins to raise her arm at a painfully slow rate
>The anticipation of what could possibly emerge making you tremble restlessly
>That or the adrenaline from your warm welcome was still coursing your bloodstream
>Either way, you can only assume you looked like a timid chihuahua or something
>It isn’t but a few more painful seconds before the artifact begins to loom over the side of her purse
>At initial glance the appearance was very vague, but its shape resembled a circle
>You were able make out some stitching and possibly a purple tint?
>Soon enough the item is raised to expose its entirety
>It… was a collar
>A gorgeous purple collar
>With a tag already attached that read “Belle”
>And beside it a small ‘bell’
>One you might find on a cat’s collar
>The reflection of the light leaking through the windows glistened off the metal of the tag
>Your tag
>After giving you some time to examine it, she unlatches its hinges and silently asks you for permission
>Were you… really about to do this?
>Sacrifice every ounce of free will you had to become someone’s possession?
>>25344056
>Give up any future you’d any potential of freely achieving to be nothing more than mere property?
>Allow someone to own you on the same tier as a dog?
>Your entire being no longer being ‘yours’, but hers...
>No longer able to call your own shots as every ounce of the way you lived would be dictated by a third party
>You would be someone’s
>You would be owned
>And the moment this collar were to latch itself around your neck
>Belle’s neck
>You would be… a pet
>Claire’s smile dims a bit as she assumes your prolonged silence was a subtle declination
>But before her arms had the chance to retreat
>You take a large inhale and raise your snout to the sky to expose your neck
>Your heart racing as you knew this was the last thing you’d freely do before becoming the equivalent to someone’s housecat
>Claire releases a relieved little giggle as she brings the collar up to you
>You feel the fabric slowly brush against the fur on your neck as she works it around
>The ears atop your head folding themselves back as you’re met with the bliss of committing to a rightfully made decision
>Finally, you hear the “click” of the collar being latched together
>And that was it
>You were officially hers
>A pet
>Her pet
>And the only thought you were able to wield was not one that worried about your loss of freedom
>Nor ones of sacrificed dreams and forgotten aspirations
>It was one of excitement
>You were finally Claire’s pony
>And the happiness that brewed within from the fact was almost enough to render you unconscious
>All you were tasked with now was being the best little mare you could for Claire
>And in return you’d receive something you can’t say you’ve ever had the liberty of experiencing before
>Purpose
>.... and maybe some more mane brushies
>Before your mind could frolic in the wonderful thoughts of your life as Claire’s pony, you’re whisked into a big hug as the life is squeezed out of you
>>25344074
>”I’m so sorry I let you leave Belle” Claire continues “I knew almost instantly I’d regret it…”
“I-It’s alright.”
>”I was just doing what I thought would be best for you.”
“B-but the best thing for me is being with you…” You murmur
>She wears a warm smile and gives you another loving squeeze
>”What do you say we go home?”
>You feel giddy as she says it
>Home
>You give her an anxious nod
>She acknowledges and snatches you back into her embrace, raising herself again in preparation for her departure
>But amidst the blind excitement of your reunion
>You catch sight of Max watching with a halfhearted smile from across the room
>Your smile fades a bit
>Feeling slightly guilty at having completely forgotten his presence
>You weren’t too keen on never seeing Max again
>But not living with Claire was out of the question
>”Alright little miss, let’s get a move on.”
“W-wait!”
>She freezes
“M-Max… I uhm...”
>”Ahhh don’t worry about it” He interrupts “It’ll all be fine. Do what your heart tells you.”
“I just uhm… Will I ever see you again?”
>”Surely someday.”
“Would uh…”
>You look up at Claire then look back at Max, both staring back intently
“Would it be alright we chatted.. like… online maybe?”
>There’s a brief pause
>”I don’t see a problem with it.” Claire chimes in
>”I’d love to. Actually, wait…”
>Max halts for a moment as he looks about for something in the room
>”Here” He states as he lifts the iPad from the floor “Take this with you.”
>>25344111
“O-oh, isn’t this Ali’s?”
>”Yeah, but who cares. She hardly knows it exists.”
“I-I don’t want you to get in trouble…”
>”Worst case, I’ll pay her for it.”
>He tucks the iPad into Claire’s purse in respect to her restricted arms and your inability to hold things
>”Take care Belle…”
>Max retreats a bit, creating some distance before giving you a timid wave goodbye
>”Thank you so much Max for keeping good care of her. You feel free to visit any time.”
>And with that, Claire turns to face the door
>”Let’s get you home~”raspberries the air
http://pastebin.com/ByzWWtvJ
>>25344147
What a fantastic update. Makes me happy to see Belle finally the pet she needs to be.
>>25344147
Great stuff
Bumping for more zero&infinity
>>25344147
Aww~ That was adorable.
>>25344147
tfw you're not belle Belle
More changelings?
>>25346454
spooky
>>25344147
Would you mind if translate?
>>25347096
Even spookier?This still expands dong for me.
>>25348991
>>25348991
Spooky dongs
>>25350598
cute
Will we be seeing a Bob and Jasbutt tonight?
>>25354862
too many pet stories going on around here
>>25354878
They're well received and are the only ones that get a response from more than one anon. How do you reckon?
>>25354878
I don't really think Bob and Gerald is a pet story.
>You are Candy Corn, a unicorn mare with a yellowish coat of fur and an orange mane with a stripe of yellow running along the side of your mane
>The candy corn caricature on your thigh jiggles happily as you trot down Hallow Avenue, the main spot for all the denizens in the secluded forest town of Hollow Shades
>You greet the many ponies out and about for the lovely holiday of Nightmare Night
>It was tradition in Hollow Shades for a large festival to be held there, and ever since the festival's origins five hundred years ago, many ponies from all over Equestria had come to the little town to celebrate the Nightmare's banishment, or as of late, Luna's return
>You were on your way to pick up some cocoa powder for your famous fudge brownies
>You blushed, and let some of your light orange mane fall onto your face
>You'd like to think it was famous...
>You brightened up as you spotted the vendor you were looking for
>The stallion manning the candy supplies stand smiled happily as you approached
>Spitting out the basket onto the cobblestone ground, you turned to the dark brown, and admittedly cute, young stallion
>"Heya Candy, what can little ole' Coco get for ya today?"
>He smiled brightly as he motioned towards a newish looking display
>"How about some turtles? They're popular this season!"
>His gregarious nature was very admirable, and you couldn't help but nod and giggle
"Yeah! I love your chocolate, Coco."
>The fur on your back prickled as you felt somepony... Something watching you
"A-and while your at it, could you ring up a bag of Cocoa powder?"
>You gulped and shivered, trying to shake away the intense sensation
>The stallion before you stuck his tongue out as he quickly rang up what you desired, carefully packaging up the caramel-chocolate delicacy and cocoa powder
>"Aaaand that'll be seven bits and a hug from yours truly."
>He motioned to himself as he stuck his chin up, grinning proudly
>You giggled and leaned forward, hugging the stallion
>>25355858
>How could you resist hugging him?
>He was a very sweet pony
>He laughed as he squeezed you back, his strong hooves caressing your back
>You blushed and slowly pulled away, admiring his soft touch as it faded from your tactile memory
>You shook your head and smiled at Coco, who beamed back
>"Well, Candy. It was nice seeing you! Stop by my place after the festival and we can really show these tourists how to party the Hollow Shades way!"
>You giggled into your hoof as you picked up your basket, now filled with chocolate turtles and cocoa powder for the special fudge
>"Mmkay. I'll foo pfat!"
>You tried to say 'I'll do that.' but a basket in your mouth isn't exactly the best for amplifying speech...
>The brown stallion chuckled and waved you off as you started on your way back to your quaint little shop
>You felt the same prickly feeling on your fur as you trotted through a secluded park area, trees covering most of the area
>Hollow Shades used to be a town fueled by the lumber mills, so it would make sense to have some trails through the trees
>You looked around, and you swore you saw a glowing pair of yellow eyes move back behind a particularly large oak
>Your eyes widened as you faced forward again, trying to erase the image from your head
"O-Okay, maybe it's just a stray timberwolf! Yeah, that's it. It'll leave you alone Candy..."
>You started to breath heavily, being the easily panicked mare you were
>Your reassurances had no effect as you lumbered forward at a brisk pace, the feeling of something watching you growing into something stronger
>Something was stalking you...
>Just then, you felt something wet and sticky hit you directly on the cutie mark, sending you falling and skidding across
the dirt trail
>You writhed and cried out as you tried to figure out what was happening
>"My my my... What do we have here? A pony intruding on a spirit's private space."
>>25355868
>A shadowy figure curls his black, misty, and most importantly serpentine tail around your body gently
>The shadowy serpent brings its' face close to your own, taking in your panicked breaths like a foal would with candy
>"My my... A candy maker is what you are, but to be one with your work would be interesting, no?"
>You had no idea what this thing was talking about, but it didn't sound good whatever it was
>You struggled and writhed in its shadowy clasp on your petite yellow body, trying to ignore the feeling of that wet and sticky substance spreading down your back leg
>It almost felt like it was drying out the skin underneath your fur
>The feeling was akin to cardboard or paper...
>The serpent chuckled in a deep and resonating voice
>"Yes... Your punishment is being administered as we speak..."
>The serpent creature uncurled his body from yours and slithered away into the shadows
>You faintly heard a raspy voice whisper as he faded away into nothingness
>"To be one with your work..."
>You gasped as the weird substance continued to spread across your lower half, leaving you feeling stiff as it dried over your fur
>You managed to flip over onto your back, and you craned your head forward to try and figure out what was happening to you
>You wish you hadn't
>Your insides churned as you felt one of your back legs with a forehoof
>Gulping, you felt the papery material that was once your leg
>It felt akin to a pinata, like those from Mexicolt
>The words that the shadowy serpent spoke rang in your head
>"To be one with your work..."
>Your eyes could have shattered if they had gotten any wider than they were now
"I don't want to be a pinata! No no no!"
>You panicked and sat up, looking around for anything that might help you
>Your back legs had become stiff and hard to move
>... You felt something coming out of your marehood
>>25355893
>You shivered at the foreign feeling down by your most secluded parts, and you tentatively reached down with a hoof to feel the disturbance, not caring about being visible in public
>You gasped and blushed as you felt a very sticky substance coming out of your somehow still functioning marehood
>You cautiously and curiously brought it up to your face, unsure of what it was
>It certainly wasn't the kind of sex juices you were used to...
>You brought your hoof tentatively closer and sniffed it
>... Watermelon?
>The sticky substances smelled exactly like the artificial watermelon scent in the newer types of candy from Canterlot
>Jolly Rancher's Jollies you think they were called
>You scrunched up your muzzle, no longer terrified and confused, but completely ignoring the changes occurring to you; simply captivated by what has come out of your once organic love button
>You cautiously dragged your tongue across your now cardboard, but still structurally sound, hoof and gasped
>It literally was the candy!
"I-I'm oozing candy out of my..."
>You squeaked and blushed nervously as you jumped to your hooves, wanting to get home as fast as possible
>You dashed off towards the trail, crying and oddly not getting your paper body wet with tears
>You also felt and heard things jostling around inside of you
>Judging by what you are now... A pinata pony... It might as well have been candy.
>You managed to get home in the dark of the night, and slammed your door shut when you entered the humble house.
"N-no way am I gonna go into the forest ever again..."
>You sighed and slumped against the door
>How were you going to explain this to you friends and family?
>How were going to explain this to Coco...?
>>25355858
>>25355868
>>25355893
>>25355901
http://pastebin.com/5zZbkgQ6
Pastebin for those interested. Expect a changelings update in the next week or so.
Bumping for more zero
>>25355927
Very creepy
>>25356865
i want to pop pinkie pike
>>25355927
Choice story, m8.
>>25358990
Goddamn it, if you start in iambic tetrameter, stick with iambic tetrameter.
>>25359083
The change in the metre is the real transformation.
>>25358990
>>25359083
>>25359161
There's a whole shitload wrong with this.
Mistakes:
>And while you dream of pony life in bliss
is iambic pentameter
>and their known strength is missing
one beat short
>that zebra is your state of being
'Being' is meant to be one syllable, so this one's okay.
>Quite that contrary it blank
Huge mess. Trochaic, not iambic, missing a beat.
>concoctions of all kinds come to mind
one extra beat
>and of components to find
missing a beat
>can be quite fun to make real
missing a beat
>but one ingredient you must extract
iambic pentameter
>it's stallion seed you know for a fact
extra beat
>so you don your cloak and leave your hut
extra beat, remove 'so'
>and wiggle you enhanced equine butt
total mess, no rhythm at all, one too many beats
>lucky for you, your exotic style
breaks rhythm, one too many beats
>a stallion comes, interested in you
extra beat
>your stallion of choice has mounted you
extra beat
>and oh goodness! did his thrust strike true
extra beat, remove 'and'
>You know you'll be sore for a week
rhythm is messy, not too bad
>A part of you remembers your goal
extra beat
>but another part wants a foal
poor rhythm
>You tell hi- Whoops, too late!
Iambic trimeter
>So you might have an apprentice one day
Iambic Pentameter
But hey, at least his rhymes were strong.
Minus mean and being, use and loose, but only two slant rhymes can be forgiven.
tl;dr
This poem sucks, needs a lot of revision.
>>25359290
dude
really
>>25344147
Keep it coming.b-baka
>>25355927
It was interesting. Is there going to be more of this?
>>25355927
You have my interest
>>25359690
Yes
>>25359290hi globe
orange tf when
>>25363512
What?
>>25363732
>Fucking Celestia
Does Ice Rose still lurk this thread?
>>25305970
But who was Spike eating at first?
>>25363784
No, 'fucking Celestia' is limited to those lewd threads which gets purged after a h̶o̶u̶r̶s̶ d̶a̶y̶s̶ minutes.
>>25364283
>>25363784
rekt.
>>25362972
I've always liked the multi-headed mane 6 TFs.
>>25364283
'Fucking Celestia' is what you need to do to get her to turn you into a pony.
>>25313983
still great
>>25365631
