Your one stop shop for all MLP-related transformation needs. Writefags, drawfags and lurkers 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,
A Buggy Holiday: http://pastebin.com/6DT4tXbg
CRUNCHTIME: http://pastebin.com/SLiRMr3v
Belle: http://pastebin.com/ByzWWtvJ http://pastebin.com/zE7uBj92
+ Eira and Eugenics
Below are some suggested writing prompts.
Mailbag:
>An anonymous gift arrives in the post, unmarked but containing some sort of swag related specifically to your brand of horsefagging, an original character of yours. In the days, hours, or minutes after contact with the contents of the parcel, you begin to experience some changes.
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.
Anonpone:
>Twilight is giving you a choice: To become a copy of a pony from her world in every sense except for memories and be paired with another anon, or to be said other anon. She has to see how humans react to being ponies and the mating potential of humans and ponies.. you know, for science.
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:
>>25637919
i want my master to love me
>>25705629
Promised lewdy delivery on queue.
>>25705654
Never, you fucking little runty rat shit.
>>25705699
Dubs confirm BDSM Master.Only if I could be the little mare at that kind of a master. ;~;
>>25705629
Why do male Anon's usually transform into mares or mare into stallions?
>>25705654
He won't love me because I keep calling him a cunt and that I hope ISIS throws his faggoty ass off of a building and spouting polandball memes and telling him I will remove him
What am I doing wrong?
>>25705727
Because I want to be the little mare.
>>25705727
cause they're all sexually repressed faggots who just want to be females.
the females who lurk this thread laugh at how pathetic is all is.
>>25705743
Pretty much.
>>25705727
>pic
i'd still be with my waifu, and i don't even have that fetish
>>25705743
it's not about sex to me
i'd be cute, have cute voice, not bulky, rounder muzzle, etc
i fap like once per week, or more than a week apart
>>25705727
>>25705764
I would say the same if I could only stop imagining male Pinkie with Mr Slaves voice
Recap: Anonymous Queen had succeeded in taking over the hotel, making her a Queen of the new hive.
And things had gotten a little tense last chapter.
Now for the main event!
>>25705783
>i fap like once per week, or more than a week apart
>>25705804And I have to split it. Classic.
>Steps on the floor of the throne room awake you.
>Clap, clap, clap, clap.
>Hooves.
>And a door opening.
>You turn around, and see Liam, with the biggest hard on you've ever seen.
>You're pretty sure he could suck his own dick if he wanted to.
>Why the hell is he here, though?
>Just as he notices you're staring at him, from the bed, he executes a small bow.
"Liam, what are you doing out here?"
>You say, and try to ignore the fact that he stands in front of you, fully erect.
>Just the thought of doing something with him does things to your marehood that you can't explain.
>"M-my Queen, I had noticed you're in a need of a certain relieving." He says.
>My god, does be really intend on doing what you think he does?
>>25705815
i'm not joking, rarely do i fap more than once per week
>>25705825
>Not that you object or anything.
>Wait, what!?
>Either there's two of you in your head, or you're that desperate.
>Probably the latter.
>"D-do you need my support?" He asks, still blundering start of every sentence.
>This is wrong on so many levels.
"Yes, your support would be appreciated."
>You pull off the thin blanket that has been covering you and your curves.
>He pulls you into a close embrace.
>"I assume this is for the first time the Queen is in need of such cooling down?"
>He's getting confident.
>If you could, you swear you would be blushing.
>You can feel his length pressed against yours body.
>Only the idea of it being in between your legs sends shivers down your spine.
>And you want it there.
>Damn it, you're mad.
>Mad with lust.
>He spreads your hind legs with his, and puts his forehooves on the sides of your head.
>He smirks, and guides his stallionhood into your awaiting marehood.
>You moan out as he does so.
>"Enjoying yourself, My Queen?" He says and smirks.
You nod enthusiastically. "I-I demand more!" You say.
>Holy crap, you. actually said it.
>He smirks.
>Be begins to thrust, sending you into a couple silent moans, with each thrust.
>You pant with each big movement of his fully erect member inside you.
"F-faster!" You shout in-between moans and pants.
>You've lost control at this point.
>In beast mode.
>And you're enjoying this way too much.
>Your pleads for faster pounding have been heard, and the good doctor speeds up with his rhythmic pounding against your needing pussy.
>Your moans get louder and louder, just as Liam's pounding gets faster and faster, the both of you nearing the inevitable climax.
>You finally hear the words. "I'm close!" He exclaims.
>In a few next thrusts you feel his stallionhood throb inside of you, releasing it's load, splattering your inside walls.
>The chain reaction sends you into an orgasm, making you fall tired onto your back.
>You're panting.
>And so is Liam.
>It doesn't take long for sleep to kick in.
>>25705845
Pastebin ( http://pastebin.com/6DT4tXbg ) updated with the newest things.
I'm going to sleep.
>>25705743
What if you want to have sex with your waifu, then switch species mid-fuck and keep going
>>25705922
Eat a clove of garlic and proceed to cum rainbows
>>25705941
Cum rainbow dashes?
>>25705743
>implying you're not in the one place on the web where everyone wants to be the little mare
>implying the general hasn't been this way from the start
>pathetic
>repressed
You must be new here
>>25705941
>Be Anon
>Fucking waifumare missionary position
>On a missionary position mission
>You feel yourself about to rupture a testicle as you slay that marepussy
>She's all like "Whoa hold up a sec Anon."
>You don't nut just yet
>Fuck...
>She's mixing some shit up in a cup and takes a gulp
>Hands it to you, to chug the rest
>Suddenly you are horse and she is human
>Horsedick!
>She lays back down and you nut inside her with your face between them big nohooves tiddies
>Wake up the next morning next to waifu
>It's all back to normal
>"Damn son, that was nice sex!" your waifupone shouts
"Yeah, it felt great when I did it with my penis."
>"You know it! Now lemme see that dick again, babe!"
"Ayy, I'm tired, waifu, last night was intense as fuck."
>"You don't want some S-U-C-C?"
"Aww shit you know I summa that."
>>25706030
So you're saying that wanting to be the little mare isn't because you're a filthy little sexual deviant?
>>25706085
No, it's because I want to be the little mare.
>>25706085
Course not. Did you think that was the reason?
>>25706109
>>25706109
But then why?
>>25706139
>>25705783
among other things
>>25706165
Why does one desire to be cute? For self-fulfillment? To be desirable to others? To be the slutty little mare? To obtain attention?
>>25706184
self fulfillment
>>25706139
Well, I know other's perception of what being a mare entails mat\y differ, but to me it just sounds like fitting a tightly knitted glove. I would suit the role, I would feel comfortable and happy.
>>25706200
Because he is a delusional faggot
What's 9+10?
>>25706213
The legal drinking age in 7 Canadian provinces
>>25706236
YOU STUPID
>>25706210
That's a pretty decent answer.
>>25706236
What's the legal ponying age?
>>25706243
What's 4+8?
>>25706290
Alright, alright
Making me break out the big guns
What's 3*3?
>>25706260
25:^)
I caught my pet pony's tail in the vacuum cleaner and now she wont stop screaming
It's freaking me out guys what do I do
>>25706303
The age of the nephew you touch.
>>25706303
9?
forgot allll the math symbols, so no idea what the * is
>>25706324
Wrong, faggot.
What's the second derivative of ((x^3)+8)^4
>>25706332
*multiply
/divide
>>25706349
i don't know
>>25706311
get thier tail out and hug them while petting them
>>25706423
You're a retard, you get to turn into Derpy
>>25706311
Sex with her and the vacuume
>>25706311
Swing the vacuum around until they get free
>>25706456
>implying her eyes makes her retarded
aaand dammit, yep, seems fitting
i have an eye issue too
>>25706311
Turn the vacuum cleaner into a pony
>>25706474
>>25706460
>>25706496
All of these are viable options to take.
>>25706492
We'll just get you some glasses so you can see
And some goggles so you don't poke an eye out
And a helmet for your little noggin
And some waterwings in to keep you from drowning
And a diaper in case of accidents
And we'll wrap you up in bubble wrap and reflective tape
Just to be safe
>>25706492
They do. The whole reason she exists as a character and is considered retarded is because of her eyes
>>25706552
well, i DO have crippling autism and had to get eye surgery when i was small
yaaaaaay
>>25706620
Eye surgery sounds like some horrific final destination shit
>>25706724
i had to meat the human when i was a baby, just one eye, though
>>25706740
What are you even trying to say?
>>25706740
ayy lmao
>>25707225
Transformed into preggy pone.
>>25707354I wish, it's apparently a dead fat pony
I remember when this general would breed really well written, traditionally formatted stories. Now it's all just green. Sad face.
>>25708448
To be real honest, I don't like prose on 4chan. It's better suited to FiM fiction and pastebin. I find green does well matching the atmosphere of 4chan, prose just sticks out like a sore thumb to me here. I'll admit it's not super common, but there are writefags who seem to be able to get past the descriptive limitations of green too. Woofr so far seems to be one of them, reading his green and the other ones he's done. Makes me wonder if he does prose too.
>>25705845
Nice. Hope this results in some new changeling princess eggs.
>>25706032
Next time Anon can be the waifumare.
>>25706349
Because I'm bored.
f(x)=((x^3)+8)^4
f'(x)=12(((x^3)+8)^3)*(x^2)
f''(x)=12((3((x^3)+8)^2)*(x^2)+(((x^3)+8)^3)*(2x))
(Assuming this shows up correctly)
Evaluate ∫∫∫xyz dV for 0≤x≤1, 0≤y≤1, 0≤z≤1
Delivery today, as per usual.
>>25709700
Agree with you on the first derivative. For the second I got (132x^4+192x)(x^3+8)^2
And 1/8.
>>25709886
That's good
>>25709912
I screwed up slightly, power rule in the beginning.
Here's the derivative, I even double-checked with a derivative calculator.
12(9((x^3)+8)^2*(x^4)+((x^3)+8)^3*(2x)
>>25709912
I think you might have used the product rule improperly.
>>25708448
The last few belle updates were prose
>>25706456
How horrifying
>>25710618
Muffin button?
https://youtu.be/xpIeqU0OiAU?t=1m13s
So I've finished the sex scene, after a few steamy nights. It's here in this unlisted paste for the impatient and or horny folks who don't want to wait for the actual arc to be finished. Look at it however you want, an alternate ending, the actual ending, the result of some wonky fuckery with a time machine. Either way, it's unlisted and I'm not posting the actual green here because I'm sure there's a few people who would consider this as spoilers.
http://pastebin.com/0LrLNwEF
Enjoy.
>>25708651
Thanks man, I try. I don't wholeheartedly agree with you on prose versus green. I think prose definitely has its place here. Although I agree that green is better suited for 4chan.
I do write prose, just not about the little horses. Maybe one day.
>>25711175That's looking really good, mate
>>25708651
>I don't like prose on 4chan
Your post is written in prose. Nearly all greentext is written in prose.
>>25711698
not him, but i don't like black text as much
>>25710540
Nah, I'm pretty sure greentext would qualify as simplified prose.
>>25711765
Careful with those post misfires twinkle tits
Shhhh. It's too loud in here
>>25713037
I know, I'll be making it even louder with a delivery.
>>25713051
Are you a midwife?
>>25713488
Just a lot of free time on my hands.
>>25711698
I prefer my stories on 4chan to be written and formatted like greentext rather than the stories being written and formatted like prose.
Better?
>>25714023
>Too pleb for prose
Wow Anon, do you have to be such a massive faggot?
>>25714137
Alright bud. First go was pretty well disguised. But now I now you're just trying to bait me. Everyone knows that prose is the pleb's choice here.
>>25714172
>Ebullience.
Calling dibs on this word for green.
Also,
>now I now
C'mon now anon. Don't you know?
>>25705845
>In the morning, you wake up feeling like you've been ran over by a horse.
>Not too far from the truth, are we?
>You chuckle at that thought.
>Doctor, Liam, isn't next to you.
>He's probably up and awake and making sure everything is running properly.
>Such a good drone.
>You walk over to the bathroom.
>Intelligently, you've left all the piping as is, half of the sewage pipes lead to the sea, surprising honestly.
>It also provides warm and clean water.
>The sewage pipes have a diameter big enough to fit you, and whatever smaller than you inside them.
>Perfect escape route, in case everything goes down the toilet.
>You enter the shower, and turn on the water.
>It doesn't sound like the drops of water hit skin.
>Even though it feels just like millions of other showers you took.
>No, it sounds more like rain hitting the roof of a house.
>The chitin shell you're trapped in.
>It's certainly...different.
>You can't say you don't like it.
>But another, rational part of your brain is screaming because whatever you've done, you can't come back from here.
>You can't be Non Anonymous anymore.
>That person is dead.
>He was a good man, though.
>All the good men die early.
>>25714492
>You're halfway through the day, when you decide for a stroll around your domain, to stretch those joints.
>Drones walk the hallways, doing whatever work you've assinged them earlier that day.
>It's almost like perfection deep within chaos.
>Except one.
>He wanders the hallways, dazzled and confused. You decide to approach the changeling drone.
>When he catches he sight of you, he instantly freezes in fear.
>Interesting, who is this?
>Right, it's that man from the restaurant.
>The one hat dared to oppose your might.
>He stares at you.
"What're you looking at, drone?" You say, and look over at him, from your height.
>"What have you done to me, you, you.." He's gasping for words, as if they were air, air he doesn't have enough of.
"Me what? What do you want to call me? Monster? Don't make me laugh. You're on the ride too. We're all monsters out here, if you get out, they'll hang you on a streetlamp. Your humanity is long lost, and you can't do anything about it." You say, and smirk.
>>25714630
>He swallows and looks down. "What're you going to do with me?"
"Me? Nothing, we've already done what we wanted. You're an asset to the hive. Your obedience will be the only thing that I will demand."
>"And what will you do if I deny?" He asks and looks up at you.
"Then you'll be useless to us. And I'm pretty sure the other drones won't accept somoene useless around them."
>You look at the drone and smirk. "Tell me, did you go here alone?"
>You didn't even need to ask, as he begins to iluminate an aura of worry, he came here with someone dear to him.
"You did, i know it. No need to hide it."
>He slowly nods. "W-with my girlfriend. She is a fasion desinger. Her name's Mia."
>You think, ah yes. Mia, the fashion desinger that stayed in the hotel. Room right under yours.
>She was the first one to get drowned it the hive structure, and reformed to one of the drones.
"Your girlfriend is snuggly and comfortable with us, I doubt she misses anything!" You say and execute an evil laugh.
>This is the best punishment Liam could think of? Amazing.
>He took everything this man had, and made him an obidient drone, with an added spice of sentience.
>He deserved it for defying your authority.
>>25714651
>An explosion rips you out of your thoughts.
>the entire place is shaking and Liam, whom took the role of your personal assistant by now, rushes in.
>"My queen! The local forces! T-they have a cannon! They've breached the first floor entrance!"
"Send all drones on repair duties upstairs, we need to clear the place, and give enough time for the wall to heal!"
>The drone you've been talking to enters the conversation. "I-I think I may be usefull. I was a security guard! Best in the town! I-I may help!"
>You think. You can only attack, or shield yourself.
>If he would know a shield spell, you could do both.
>He's trying to be useful for his salvation, how adorable.
>Liam quickly explains to the drone how to make a protective cover shield.
>He manages to make a shield strong enough to withstand a few blasts from your magical energy.
>That'll do.
>You begin to walk down the hallways, the drone beside you.
>You hear other steps.
>They're coming.
>>25714661
And that's it for today.
http://pastebin.com/6DT4tXbg
>>25706423
>>25706460
>>25706474
>>25706496
Thanks guys.
I swung the vacuum cleaner around like it was on fucking fire and eventually she got dislodged and smacked face-first into the wall. While she was stunned I took the vacuum's nozzle out and swiftly started to sex her with it. Her screams amplified, implying she didn't enjoy this. Each scream was punctuated with the sound of farting putty as it plunged her insides and ripped them out.
After we were done vacuum sexing, I proceeded to turn the vacuum cleaner into a pony so it could sex her again. I started to pet and hug them both while they were going at it.
>>25714023
I don't think you know what the word prose really means. It's got nothing to do with formatting or the appearance of text, or even the style aspects typical for greentext. It's got to do with rhythm and patterns in verbal language.
>>25714933
Prose is just a term that distinguishes non-poetry from poetry, i.e., it is language that lacks poetic meter or, more loosely, other trappings of poetry.
>>25714933
You're arguing semantics.
Dictionary definition doesn't matter as much as the point being made.
>>25715054
Any point is lost when someone is arguing about the merits of prose and apparently doesn't even know what it is.
>>25715122
Real literary definition is not equal to 4chan definition.
>>25715054
>You're arguing semantics.
I absolutely am, and it's completely relevant when people are calling a chair a cat. When you get the meaning of a word wrong, it's a semantic error.
>>25715148
>This thing that many people call prose on 4chan isn't prose. Your argument is invalid.
>>25714661
Very nice. Good follow up on what became of that guy and it sounds like things are about to get exciting.Wasn't Mia's name Ami? Line 435.
>>25715161
>on 4chan
Make that /mlp/ and a handful of other boards. Well, if people want to talk like neanderthal retards, so be it.
>>25715199
Go be an elitist fuck on /a/ you cream-faced loon.
>>25715137
It's from the dictionary dipshit.
>>25715225
>wanting to use words correctly is elitist
Why are you faggots arguing stupid shit?
One likes traditional prose, the other likes greentext. There, I just saved each of you another three hours of petty bickering and saved the thread from 100 more useless posts.
>>25715337
>Trying to prevent stupid arguments
>On internet
You'd have better luck trying to empty a swimming pool with a rake
>>25715337
>traditional writing/style
There, fixed.
>>25715196
God damn it..That's what I get for using a Phoenix Wright name.
>>25714630
> You're on the ride too.
kek
Why don't we have more stories set in Equestria? Everything seems to be Earth-based at the moment.Not that I'm complaining, I'm enjoying the current crop of stories.
>>25718875
readmymind/10
>>25718073
It's easier to write of something you know more of.Especially since you won't ever see Equestria first hand.
>>25719870
There are plenty of writers who don't seem to be deterred by that, and turning into a pony isn't exactly a common experience either.Never give up on the dream.
>>25718073
Pfft everyone knows Equestria isn't real
>>25720588
How can our ponies be real if Equestria isn't real?
I still don't have a name for this new arc.
>>25718073
Equestria has little to no conflict in it. Gets bleh after a while, annoying to write for sometimes.
>Chad blinks, giving you that sort of thousand yard stare you’d see on a very traditional father whose son just came out of the closet.
>”What.”
>You blushed and composed yourself a little, grinning hard to hide your panting.
“Oh, I meant to ah say thuh-thatireallymeantwasImeanIumand AH!”
>Fucking lordosis reflex again.
>Your front legs buckled, your back legs pushed your butt right up and your tail flicked over and splayed all down your back.
>Chad perked a brow and shrugged, walking back towards you.
>”What are you even doing Anon?”
>You try and fail to stand back up, holy shit your snatch was freaking the fuck out, burning like a mother fucker.
>It felt like something was moving down there, pushing your lower lips out, over and over and over again.
“I’m UH. I’m jUH! Just stretching is UH! L-limber. GUHtta stayyyy…”
>”Anon.”
>Chad crouches down, staring straight into your eyes, slowly nodding his head and waggling his finger in your face.
>It was like he sucked the fake grin off of your face and twisted it into his own crazy fucking smirk.
>He’d always been good at that.
>”You’re in heat.”
“NUH. No…”
>”Yep.”
>You blow your mane out of your eyes and shake your head vigorously, still trying to stand up.
“Nuh uh.”
>”You are.”
“NOH… Nope.”
>”In.”
>You can’t even answer, you’re panting way too hard.
>”Heat.”
>>25721025
“Ffffffff…”
>Chad tilts his head and gets closer.
>”What was that?”
“FFFFFFF-“
>”Couldn’t hea-“
“FFFUCK YOU!”
>Chad bolts up, laughing and slapping his knee.
>”You would love to wouldn’t you! HA! Holy shit. Now I know what the hell all that sexual tension was about. I was seriously freaking the fuck out.”
>You shake your whole body and push, finally you can stand up again.
>You sigh and shake your head again, seemed like the heat was abating a little.
>But you could still feel it, in the back of your head.
>Lewdy thoughts.
>Chad looked concerned all of a sudden.
>”You all right Anon? Anything I can do to help or?...”
>You just wave your hoof dismissively as you walk back into Chad’s room to get your essays.
“I’m fine for now. Not really anything you can do about it except get me a towel from my room so I can clean myself off.”
>”Alright, come with me though. You’re going to need something to keep your warm. Submission boxes are two buildings over, remember?”
>Nodding, you pick up your manila envelope full of essays and set it down on Chads’ bed.
>Back up the hallway.
>You’re not even remotely scared this time.
>Trotting easy.
>You stay behind Chad though, and he seems to understand.
>You’re still wet and sticky.
>He opens the door for you.
>>25721028
>Back in your room now, and it’s as messy as ever.
>Your Fortress of Blanketude seems to have collapsed, lying in a pile in the center of the room, with your old empty Monster bowl on top of it.
>Chad goes rummaging around in your dresser, searching for a towel and something to wash yourself with while you go sifting around for winterwear.
>Beer bottles clinking as you push them aside, you drag out the basket you keep your clean socks in and stick your head inside.
>Going by feel you find two long, thick pairs of black socks, winter ones meant for going innawoods.
>You bite down and drag them up to toss onto your bed.
>Next…
>You think for a moment.
>Ah.
>Fore legs up on your desk, you mouth over a pair of scissors and your brown wool tuque, then toss them both on the bed too.
>What else…
>You look around the room, fridge, desk, dresser, Chad, drawers and window.
>Blizzard is still raging, looks like it might even be getting harsher.
“I need something to cover my barrel, you got any ideas Chad?”
>Chad peeks out from the dresser, shampoo in hand.
>”I can probably get something from the OC.”
“He’s sleazy and a little creepy though.”
>Chad shrugs.
>”Best option. You know he has clothes for pretty much any size.”
>You sigh and nod.
“Alright.”
>The both of you walk out of your room and over to the bathroom, Chad with a bottle of your shampoo and one of your towels draped over his shoulder
>Down the hall you can hear people’s alarms going off, along with doors creaking open as they get up to piss and wash.
>You quicken the pace, don’t want to get caught waiting in line.
>Chad strides in the bathroom first, twisting the faucet on.
>>25721033
>After a few adjustments and some waiting, he gets a warm stream going.
>He starts by soaking the towel, not quite through and through, but enough.
>Next Chad dumps some shampoo on it and soaks that down just a little.
>You back up to give Chad room so he can spread the towel out on the floor for you.
“How many times have I said thanks to you today?”
>Chad laughs and walks out to give you some privacy.
>You smile and shut the door behind him.
>Then sigh.
>Down and dirty.
>You walk onto the towel, get on top of the wet soapy spot Chad made for you.
>The bathroom light suddenly feels like a desert sun, beating cruelly down on you.
>You’re half expecting to hear a buzzard cry out.
>Guess it was the tiles and the colors that they always put in these dorms.
>All bland and white or off white.
>…
>Welp.
>You sit your ass down on the towel and flinch as the water hits your lower lips.
>Should have done it sooner, the water had turned cold.
>You moved around a bit, rubbing yourself against the towel and getting the soap all over your rear.
>Finally you stand up, holding the towel to your butt with a hoof.
>Gently, not wanting to stir up your heat again, you rub the towel in circles against your snatch.
>The cold sends shivers up your spine, but at least you weren’t getting aroused by the touching.
>Done, you fold the towel up by lifting the corners one by one with your mouth.
>You toss it over and drape it onto your back.
>The feeling isn’t quite the same as when Chad washed your mane and neck, but you do feel a bit better now.
>Humming softly, you open up the bathroom door and head back to your room.
>Chad’s there waiting around, putting beer bottles into beer cases and in general tidying up your room.
>He notices you just as you trot in, smiling.
>>25721037
>”Got your ass cleaned?”
>You roll your eyes and flatten your ears.
>You answer as you toss your used towel into the hamper.
“Whatever. I need you to help me with these socks.”
>Chad finishes up with the beer bottles while you hop up onto your bed and take off your festive wool socks.
>You tug on the black Kodiaks you’d set out earlier, pretty quick this time too, you’re really starting to get the hang of using your mouth for things.
>Perfect.
>They come up to the top of your thighs on your hind legs and right up to your elbows on your fore legs.
>”What did you want me to do?”
“I set some scissors down on the bed there, cut some holes into my tuque for my ears.”
>Chad picks up the tuque first and pulls it down onto your head.
>You perk your ears up so that he can find them.
>Being careful not to snip you, he cuts out a circle on either side for your ears to pass through and fit in snugly.
>You test the fit, staring up as you flop your ears about, up and down and sideways.
>You nod and Chad slaps you on the back.
>”Good to go. Let’s get you geared up from OC and get the fuck out of here.”
That's all for now. I'll put up a pastebin when I: Come up with a name for the new arc (suggestions welcome) and get off my ass. Goodnight PTFG.
>>25720598
>How can our ponies be real if Equestria isn't real?
Checkmate atheists.
>>25721050
That's a cute outfit for a pony. Loving this story.Don't think many stories have dealt with the heat aspect so that's a plus.
>>25721441
Really? I thought that was ever /mlp/ story ever
>>25721497
No. You're thinking of ""heat"". The affliction that puts its poor victim into sexual overdrive, just because the reproductive cycle is slightly different. That's clearly not what's happening here...
May make a later delivery, been busy Artfagging.
>>25721669
>69
>>25721604
Fair enough. I've not actually read it.
How gory fight scenes you guys want?
>>25721755.../sarcasm
>>25721799
Within reason.
No cupcakes tier shit
>>25721799
Blood coming out the sphincter and teeth out the nose. Eyes being popped life grapes and hair ripped out like weeds
>>25721799
Realistically gory.
Realistic it is.
Thank Christ I know enough anatomy.
Expect a blood geyser when a big arteries get hit. That shit pours like wildfire.
>tfw Erica is kill
Delivery soon.
>>25714661
>You and your drone escort enter the second floor.
>A prompt fizzle of a shield warns you of the presence of assault rifles.
>The drone saved your life.
>The hallway splits into a cross, with a few halls branching off, and around, behind you.
>You can sense their shock when they get a glimpse of you.
>Their speech is hard to catch.
>But one line resonates.
>"What the hell are hose things!?"
>You smirk.
>>25722576
>You smirk.
>If you do this right, it'll earn you twenty lives.
"Up, up!" You say, and blast two shots from your horn, scorching whatever kind of goons were in that hallway in front of you.
"Down, down!" You shout and send out two more magic energy blasts from your horn, sending the soldiers that tried to flank your back to the same fate as their comrades in the front.
>Before the bodies of the soldiers drop down, gunfire illuminates the hallways to your left and right.
>You've exhausted the magic you can produce.
> Let's hope this shield holds.
>The bullets don't hit it.
>The drone has managed to stop them mid air.
>"Left, right, left right!" He exclaims, and the bullets get sent back at the soldiers that fired them.
"B, A!" You say and smirk.
>20 extra lives.
>They drop down like flies.
>You laugh.
>This is surprisingly fun!
>The drone pants.
>"H-how did I manage to.."
"Doesn't matter. You did it. Come on, these apes need to be squashed."
>"You're mad!" He says.
"Mad? You just joined my Konami moment. Aren't you the mad one?"
>He shakes his head. "Something caught me. It wasn't me. I don't even know what Konami is, for crying out loud!"
>>25722584
>Hm, was that you, using your drone as a combat tool, even if unconsciously?
>You trot onwards, through the halway, the smell of burnt meat invading your nostrils.
>Your aim is perfect
>Four headshots.
>Four burnt faces beyond recognition.
>Third degree burns, to the skull.
>Those men didn't feel anything, their brains literally melted the moment the green magical flame of your magical energy hit them.
>Second floor contains the cross hallway, and a big mess hall beyond a thick door.
>The doors are closed shut. Whatever's on the other side, won't hear you.
>By what right do those apes dare to invade your home?!
>You enter the mess hall, and see something that shocks you.
>Those bastards.
>There are several dead drones on the few tables, and even more scientists suited in hazardous material handling suits linger above the husks of your drones.
>They've cut them open.
>Those bastards.
>>25722589
>They dare to conduct autopsies on your children.
>Your...Children? What the....
>You're quickly torn out of thought when one of the scientists near you finally notices, your appearance.
>You're quicker.
>You use your magic to press down on his throat and vocal cords, destroying them in the process.
>He's silently suffocating on the floor.
>He carries a sidearm.
>A pistol.
>The way you'll avenge your drones.
>The weapon of the men will destroy them.
>You manage to sneak up behind the men.
>Take aim, press the trigger.
>There won't be recoil.
>You won't miss.
>You stand up, and the only sound that shows your presence is the glittering sound of your horn levitating the weapon.
>You cough.
>The hazmats turn around.
>You can feel their horror, as they see you hovering the pistol, aimed at one of their heads.
>They begin to run.
>Einz, Zwei, Drei, Feur.
>You say as you press the trigger, the weapon barking out bullets with each press.
>Each bullet finds their way to the lung of each man, hitting ribs, ripping flesh, and eventually destroying their sternum upon exiting the body.
>Your drones ran too.
>They didn't give them a chance either.
>You won't be merciful too.
>Looks like the gunfire caught attention.
>>25722595
>A platoon of soldiers runs up the halway to the mess hall.
>You lift up the ground under them, and quickly drop it, sending them flying.
>They're in your domain.
>They lay down prone, and begin to fire.
>The drone rushes up, and erects a shield.
>The bullets drop down on the ground.
>They're firing in hopes of piercing the green wall of energy standing before them.
>You feel their panic as their clips run dry.
>You dash forwards, scooping one off the ground, and throwing him with force against the wall on the end of the hallway.
>The other one pulls out his pistol, and you use your horn's ability to levitate things to bash the pistol against the skull of he soldier, breaking his cranial basis, causing blood to squirt out of his ears and nose.
>The next one had managed to reload, he took aim just as you finished with his friend.
>You throw the soldier you bashed his head in at his friend, the other soldier shooting at the flying body.
>You then twist the soldiers arms around, breaking the joints.
>Then there's the last one.
>He's scared.
>"M-Monster!" He exclaims.
You laugh. "That's what I hear a lot these days. But what does that make you? You who killed innocent sentient creature? What does that make you? A dog? A man? A monster?"
>He pulls up his pistol with his hand and shoots his brain out.
>You flinch slightly as he does so, and drops down dead.
>>25722609
>You hear a neck breaking and see the changeling drone that had been accompanying you killing the soldier whom's joints you've broken apart.
>"Why do you make them suffer so much!"
>You turn around.
>"They're humans! You can't do this!"
"Your point is?"
>"These people are human beings!"
>You dash to the changeling.
"It doesn't matter what these things are! They came here to kill us. To kill you, me, everyone! No one can change that, the God nor the Devil!" You exclaim, shouting at the changeling with your angriest voice.
>"B-but they're... "
"Come on now, there's no time to be a coward." You say silently, and head for the ground floor.
>The changeling salutes with his hoof. "Yes, right, Of course, Ma'am!"
>You're coming for that artillery cannon.
>And you'll crush it to scrap metal.
>>25722615
And that's it.
Page 6 bump
>>25722895
I'll fucking burst yer knee caps ya wee fudd
I'll transform you into a cripple
>>25722188
That story got wrapped up I believe
>>25722595
Eins, zwei, drei, vier
>>25723726
I'm not a born german speaker, sorry for that.
Fonetical likeness.
>>25723793
Phonetic
>>25723923
Nor am I a born English speaker.
Did anyone get the reference in the latest delivery?
Remember when zero & infinity was a thing.
Anon tf into nyx when?
>>25724415
The super obvious "lol videogames" reference?
>>25724423
Yes. I was worried.
I know some people who don't know who Konami is.I promise no more bad references.
>>25723705
Disappointing.
>>25724528
Oh, and I mean Eira. Can't read worth shit. I don't even know why I'm here.
>>25722615
Drones are pretty useful when you can unconsciously control them. Looking forward to more.
>You throw the soldier you bashed his head in at his friend, the other soldier shooting at the flying body.
Grammar could be better here.
>You hear a neck breaking and see the changeling drone that had been accompanying you killing the soldier whom's joints you've broken apart.
Should be whose, not whom's.
>So it was finally over
>Three weeks of brutal training forced you to finally relearn your new pony body
>Even as a splice, it was difficult, you starved after each day of pushing yourself beyond your limit only to keep chugging on or risk death
>21 days of it came to a head when, for your final test, you found out you'd be fighting to the death in a stadium while observers bid on you
>You'd be fighting a type of feral mutant called a Defect
>>25724617
Notes appreciated, and taken. Delivery on Sunday.
>>25724726
He's returned!
>>25724415
Use a spell checker.
>>25725128
I don't see anything wrong
>>25725128
On an Android? I'm open for suggestions.
>>25725144
Uh, maybe copy paste into a spell checker website? IDunno
>>25724416
Well, they said they'd start writing again in about two and a half weeks. That was about two and a half weeks ago so hopefully you won't have to wait too long.
>>25724726
Seems pretty brutal. They're gonna lose a lot of stock this way.
>>25724974
I will return on Monday, internet is down and posting on mobile data
>>25726067
I have a solution for that
Goodnight, ptfg
bamp bumpo
>>25727227
>>25726419
No internet? That sucks. I'm interested in seeing where the story goes from here.
>>25727227
Heh
>>25727227
>>25724416
>>25725472There's actually Anons wanting me to write more? Then I shall!
I'll begin writing tomorrow. Hopefully with real life stuff taken care of, I can devote a lot more time to it. Though, to be fare, I only post a part when it's fully completed, not as it's being written. Hopefully, I'll have the next part up in less than a week.And hopefully I can actually write a lot more during this downtime.
>>25727516
>There's actually Anons wanting me to write more? Then I shall!
There certainly are. Your story's pretty great. Very glad to hear that you're still working on it.
>>25721441
Thanks man, I'll try to keep it up. Updates might slow down for a while, because I want to try to do a bit better this arc around with more meaty, descriptive green. I want it like the word piles I had at the start, I feel like I've dropped off too much since then. Also, I have exams coming up next week which will slow updates.
>Chad gathers up your manila envelope while you snatch up your wallet.
>You noted that the leather tasted… surprisingly ok.
>After Chad closed and locked your door, the both of you headed down the hall, towards the OC’s room.
>Most of the dorm had cleared out now, down the elevator and into the library or the usual student haunts to study.
>But you knew the OC would still be in.
>The OC was always in.
>You blink, away from your thoughts, zoned back in.
>Chad is knocking on the OC’s door, you take a seat behind him and wait.
>A minute or two passes.
>Chad lights up another cigarette.
>You mime checking a watch with your right fore hoof, staring up at Chad.
>He takes a look at his watch.
>”Eleven O five.”
“Alright.”
>A few more minutes pass in silence, Chad puffing away.
>You’re not really all that phased, it usually takes a while for the OC to answer his door.
>You look for a way to pass the time.
>Eyes up, you start watching a house fly zoom around.
>It keeps doing loop de loops, then it starts to butt its head against the lights in the ceiling, buzzing away.
>Switching constantly, over and over.
>After a while, Chad notices and starts to watch with you.
>All of a sudden, the fly zooms down and lands on your muzzle.
>You snort.
>The fly doesn’t budge an inch.
>You stare cross eyed at it, watching it turn in place to face you.
>Those multifaceted eyes, like a pair of demented surveillance camera mirrors, seem to stare right back.
>Chad chuckles and takes a drag off of his cig.
>>25728353
>You stare some more, watching the fly’s little legs click about, how the joints all meet.
>…
>Bored again.
>You shake your head.
>The fly buzzes back up to get to its loop de loops and light tackling.
>…
>You look around for something else to do.
>Chad catches your attention.
>He’s blowing O’s with his cigarette smoke.
>Just some simple little ones, two or three in quick succession.
>You smirk and set down your wallet.
“Bet you I’m still the best at smoke tricks. Even as a little horse.”
>Chad rolls his eyes as he digs around in his pocket for an extra rollie.
>He hands a cigarette over, dropping it onto your raised hoof.
>You bring the cig to your mouth and let Chad light it for you.
>Test drag.
>You cough a little the first go, but the second one goes in and out just fine.
>It’s a little awkward holding the cig up with your hoof though.
>”Well?”
>Chad is looking at you expectantly.
>You grin and take a drag.
>Hold it in…
>Mouth like this?
>No.
>You adjust your tongue.
>Breathe out.
>You let out a nice big solid smoke O, strands of smoke drift off of it as it moves through the air, collapsing.
>Then you breathe out again, but a bit quicker.
>A smaller O succeeds it, passing through the first O.
>>25728366
>Chad smiles, then does a trick of his own.
>He lets out a big puff of smoke slowly, letting it just float out.
>It's almost cloud like, just sort of hovering in air, but its edges are dissociating into thin air.
>Then he sucks part of it back in, gaping mouth snapping shut.
>After a second, the smoke he sucked back in starts flowing out from his nose to join the big puff.
>You nod with approval and match him, letting torrents of smoke pour out from your nostrils.
>It looks pretty sweet with your pony face.
>Another drag and you do it again, except this time you make the torrents into twin streams of little O’s.
>Chad shakes his head at that one, still smiling.
>He tries it, taking a real long puff.
>But he only manages to get a few weak O’s on the way out.
“Ha. Like I said, still the best.”
>”Whatever.”
>The OC’s door swings open.
>>25728376
That's it for now, just a little update.
>>25728392
Huzzah
>>25728376
Let's hope it's not a bad OC.Best of luck in your exams.
>>25728376
>”Hey Chad.”
>”Well hello Chad! And… Horse! Pony? Anyone’s welcome here, come in, come right in!”
>You mouthed your wallet and wondered just what it was that bothered you the most about the OC.
>The Other Chad.
>Ever since the first day you saw him in high school you’d known he was a fucking cheat and a lowly, creepy bastard.
>Was it the smile?
>The OC had always had this fucking hollow charisma to him, and he showed it the most with that goddamn smile of his.
>The sort of smile that looked like it had been photoshopped on, like it had been put overtop of a completely neutral expression and if you took it away, the only change would be that the smile was gone.
>Maybe it was the looks.
>The real Chad had the black hair, “tall dark stranger” look to him, he was relatable.
>The OC was too handsome, you could see that for sure being a chick now.
>It was just… Off.
>Blonde hair slicked back, green eyes like opaque glass and the build of a twiggy snake oil salesman.
>That’s what he fucking was when you got right down to it.
>A snake oil salesman, a discount snake oil salesman at that.
>He managed to look and move like he was wearing a tweed suit even when he had jeans and a t shirt on.
>You and Chad followed him into his room.
>The whole thing was packed full of shelves, baskets and boxes.
>Everything was covered in cheapo Chinese knockoff shit and bargain bin clothes.
>But you knew the OC had better stuff stored away.
>For “regulars” like you and Chad.
>As much as you and Chad didn’t like the OC, he sold the best weed on campus, along with pretty much every other drug you could ever imagine and fail to pronounce.
>The OC smiled and did a little bow to the both of you.
>You and Chad just puffed at your cigs.
>>25729959
>Not deterred, Other Chad smiled on and started to rummage around in his dresser, pulling out drug paraphernalia and all sorts of high quality accessories and clothing.
>You made note of the fact that he’d gotten girly stuff out too, gold necklaces just your size.
>Fucking…
>Creep.
>”So! What can I do you for Chad? Or maybe your little friend wanted something?”
>Stock all layed out on his desk, Other Chad crouched down and smiled right at you.
“It’s Anonymous.”
>You could see just a little bit of surprise in those soulless eyes, but it was gone in an instant.
>He stood up, nodding and rubbing the little bit of scruff on his chin.
>”Ah of course. Taking the new drug that’s all the rage huh? Pon-E. I have some more of that right here if you’re interested?”
>”He wasn’t taking it recreationally, got it slipped to him. Anyway, Chad, Anonymous is looking to get some clothes. A hoodie would be good.”
>Chad butts out his cigarette on the floor.
>The OC didn’t even look like he was going to protest against it.
>You know he wouldn’t dare, not after what happened the last time he’d “made a deal” with you and Chad.
>You do the same as Chad, stomping a hoof down to put it out.
>The OC nods slowly, then grabs a measuring tape.
>You get the idea as he crouches down in front of you, and stretch out a fore limb.
>Other Chad checks your measurements, neck length, fore leg length, the width of your barrel.
>Nodding, he starts sorting through his boxes picking out clothes.
>After a minute or he has three hoodies out, all in black.
>You grab the warmest looking one and slip it on.
>Wow.
>It’s actually a perfect fit.
>You don’t even want to know just how the OC might have gotten his hands on merch like this.
>You pull the zipper up with your mouth, it has an extra-large bit on it for you to bite down on.
>The hood is grey fleece on the inside, with a black tough cloth layer on the outside and a white fur trim.
>>25729968
>Down the back and around your barrel is the same cloth, stopping to make way for a softer material for the pockets.
>No logos, not even a tag on the inside.
>No logos doesn’t ease your suspicions that the OC got it from some underground pony clothing manufacturer, but it does suit your tastes.
“Yeah this’ll do. How much do you want for it Chad?”
>Real Chad eyes it, checking the fit for himself, tugging at the back while you talk to the OC.
>”35 dollars. And since you’re such a good patron, I’ll toss in some Pon-E on the house. How does that sound?”
>Other Chad smiles and pulls a little clear pill bottle out of his pocket, there’s four of the little white tablets inside.
>You frown, your ears flatten.
“What? You think I’ll buy it and come back for more later don’t you? Jesus fucking Christ, Chad.”
>The OC just shrugs and tucks the bottle away, then extends his open hand.
>You open up your wallet and tug a ten and a twenty out of it, then set them both in Other Chad’s hand.
>He does that stupid little bow again as he pockets the cash.
>If it were anyone else, you might be worried about pissing them off and getting cut off, but the OC didn’t give a shit about what people did to offend him.
>Money was all that mattered, and you and Chad paid.
>”Well gentleman and gentlemare, I’m assuming that that’s all?”
>”Yeah. Bye.”
>You and Chad turn right around and walk out, not another word.
>The OC closes the door as soon as the both of you leave.
Last quickiehehfor the night.
Goodnight PTFG, sleep tight.
>>25729991
Correction.
*a ten, a twenty and a five
>>25729991
Get out of bed and put up a pastebin you lazy fuck.
>>25729991
Really good stuff.
See you all spergs on Sunday.
>>25730366
I get out of bed when I want to, you two bit whore. Here's your pastebin though.
http://pastebin.com/RC8RP70F
For the guy running the OP and managing the google doc, I'm calling this arc: PEER PRESSURE.
>>25730744
Thanks, glad it turned out alright.
Oh look, a crappy comic
>>25732548
Jesus christ!
>>25732548
Jesus Anon
>>25732548
Pretty much sums up the quality of everything /mlp/
>>25732548
still got a boner
For Christmas, your friend is getting you a transformation into a pony. What are you getting him in return?
>>25734725
whatever the fuck they want
>>25734725
A fuckbody who's up for a roll in the hay whenever the fuck he wantsme
>>25734725
Murder.
>>25734874
>get turned into pone.
>become hitmare.
>give friend the gift of performing one murder on the target of his choice.
>>25734743
>Twilight punishes you after you start eating all the various animals of Equestria.
>>25733873
>>25736331
10/10 saved
Any sign of Bob, Gerald and Sarah? Haven't seen that story for a couple of weeks.
>>25732548
[/spoiler]I'm ashamed to admit I got hard from that.[/spoiler]
http://i.imgur.com/IcpOfxl.png
Quick ink things.
>>25738110
NeatoExcept the foot which is a bit horrifying
>>25738107
You should be more ashamed about your broken spoilers.Ctrl - S is your friend. Unless you're on mobile in which case I dunno.
>>25721669
I would absolutely have no problems with that.
>>25739746
You just have to hope that you can use her speed to evade the horde of social ineptitude that will soon be trying to rub their grubby fingers through your mane and coat. (Not to mention the obvious meme.)
>>25737699
Better stories happened
Do you think if I ask real hard, and I've been really good this year, that Santa will make me a qt mare for a Christmas gift?
>>25740329
>you run down the stairs christmas morning
>there's a huge box sitting beside the tree with a big bow on it
>you tear it open faster than a hagfish tears open a whale carcass
>there's a qt mare inside
>santa's elves made you a qt mare for christmas
happy?
>>25740429
Why are you being so mean?
>>25740455
should have been more particular with your words, friend
when you're dealing with transformations, you need to specify, and then specify more
let this be a lesson to you
>>25734725
Probably some socks. Warm ones.
>>25729991
“That guy is a fucking creep and a half.”
>Chad just shrugs and draws a ciggy.
>”Yep.”
>He holds out another cigarette for you.
>”Want one?”
“Naw I’m fine.”
>Chad lights up.
>You sigh and start trotting, down the hall towards the elevator.
>Chad follows along behind you, taking his time.
>He seems to be examining each door, eyeing up the little post it notes and things that people put on them.
>You aren’t really in a good enough mood to care.
>The two of you walk in silence, nothing but the electric buzz of lights and the clip clop of your hooves.
>Then…
>”Brandon you fucking dickweed, give me back my dildobat. Sincerely, Todd.”
>You snort.
>Chad is still just walking along, hands stuffed into his pockets and puffing away at his cigarette.
>But he’s checking every door and reading it straight faced.
>”Here’s a cartoon of the Prophet Muhammad in a shitty diaper, please come kill me so that I don’t have to do my finals.”
>A smile is creeping up your muzzle.
>Chad is still nonchalant.
>It’s quiet again for a while, but then Chad stops dead, staring at this one door.
“Wh-“
>”Fuck off Todd, I’m putting it to good use on your whore girlfriend. Sincerely, Brandon.”
>You bust a gut laughing.
“What?! Seriously? I don’t fucking believe you, there’s no way that’s actually there.”
>Chad shrugs and smiles, pointing at the door like he doesn’t believe it either.
>”Seriously.”
>>25740466
>You trot over and look.
>There it is, in all its glory.
>Hell there’s even a little stick figure cartoon of Brandon stuffing the dildo bat up Todd’s girlfriend’s ass.
>You shake your head and smile, turning around.
>The two of you keep on going.
>You’ve got more spring in your step this time around.
>Just a clip clop round the corner and you’re there.
>Up to the elevator button, you hop on two legs and boop it with your nose.
>Chad chuckles and gets settled, leaning up against the wall.
>One last puff before he puts out his cigarette.
>All four elevators are hovering around the upper levels at the moment.
>You eye the displays intently, before looking at the elevator doors themselves.
>It must be a job and a half for the cleaning lady to keep them spotless.
>Steel, but so polished and pure that it may as well be a mirror.
>Your reflection.
>It’s the first time you’ve really looked at yourself, without thinking that you’re either going insane or experiencing hallucinations from a lack of sleep.
>Huh.
>You do a little wave to yourself, flick your ears, and twitch your tail.
>You WERE cute.
>Blue eyes, big and expressive.
>Blonde mane and tail, luxuriant and shiny.
>The white fur, pure as snow.
>And that butt mark, the broken keyboard…
>Whatever that was about.
>You adjusted your hoodie a little, pulled your socks up and your tuque down.
>Big smile.
>Yeah you were adorable.
>”Don’t drown in that pool, Narcissus.”
>>25740469
“Shut up, Echo.”
>You can see Chad reflected on the elevator door, smiling.
>You smile back and sit down.
>There comes a rattling and the elevator dings.
>The mirror separates, the door opens up on the empty elevator compartment.
>The walls on the inside are the same as the doors, nearly perfect mirrors, reflecting on and on.
>You pull your hood on and walk in, Chad follows.
>He pushed the button for the lobby before backing up into the corner.
>Thirteen floors to go down.
>”We still going to the mall like you planned?”
>You nod and start staring at you reflection again, watching the infinite ponies nod in unison.
“Yeah. Thot said she wasn’t coming though, so it’s just going to be us.”
>”Probably for the best actually.”
>You snort and giggle.
“She’s going to flip her shit.”
>Chad perks a brow.
>”Everyone is going to flip their collective shit.”
>You shrug back.
“You didn’t.”
>”I freaked a little bit.”
>Smirking, you playfully smack Chad’s leg.
“Crushing on me is not freaking out.”
>Chad coughs into his fist and looks away.
>”And Monster Energy isn’t satanic. But you don’t see me telling you that, in reality, it’s owned by the Rothschilds.”
>You just roll your eyes and trot out of the elevator once the door opens.
>Red brick walls and brown tile flooring.
>You and Chad have reached the lobby.
>>25740471
>There are a few people milling about, but they’re far too occupied to do anything but double take when you trot by.
“Well shit. I thought I could get a whole crowd of people running in fear.”
>”Not with a prize winning smile like that you won’t.”
>You chuckle at that, trotting at a decent clip down into the main hallway.
>Chad catches up, tucking your manila envelope full of essays away into his hoodie as he goes.
>The both of you turn onto the primary vein of the university, where everyone heads to get outside or get a snack.
>It’s all a big hustle bustle right now, with students walking, talking, texting and studying in the nooks and crannies.
>There’s a Tim Hortons here, with the usual mile long lineup.
>Along with a seating area just outside of it, filled to the brim with plenty of the more pretentious students and their Macbooks.
>Chad gets alongside you.
>You realize he’s doing it to hide you from the crowd.
“Don’t worry about it Chad. It’s going to happen sooner or later.”
>Chad looks down at you with concern, brows furrowed.
>You smile matter-of-factly back.
“This is permanent remember? Got my whole life to risk getting swarmed and mob cuddled.”
>Sighing, he acquiesces and gets on your other side, exposing you to the eyes of the lineup.
>You get a few gasps and plenty of pointing, but luckily no one comes running up for a free hug.
Goodnight PTFG.
>>25740477
Made me giggle and I like the little bit of greek mythology.
And now ponies shall be unveiled to the world.
Good night.
The 8th page-allel
>>25740477
As always I desire more immediately.
>>25740329
Maybe in exchange for your services as a pegasus pulling his sleigh.
>>25739906
Other good stories happened. Ranking which is better doesn't matter.
There always needs to be more stories.
>>25738681
Yeah probably, CTRL+S is just cemented in my head as "save the current page". Need to get into the habit.
AJ TF/TG- quick face transfo I did while at work.
>>25746999
That is awesome.
I want to be the little mare
>>25719635
horses do not have cloven hooves
>>25749063
It's a more folkloric depiction of a unicorn. Cloven hooves, weird tail.
Not strictly MLP but cute nonetheless.
>>25748884
You're not the only one. Unless you're going to keep the secret to yourself, the most you're going to be is _a_ little mare, one among many.
