>So what is this thread about?
Pretty much this thread is about anon owning a pony as a slave. He can do whatever he wishes, be it nice and not abusing or the complete opposite.
If you're going to be writing some green, please name yourself. It will be easier to keep track of your story.
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guten tag
Oh shit, new thread already?
Might have more tonight. We'll see.
I have a freckle on my penis.
>>25753353
>your pants are forced back down again before you can reply to her
>you yank them out of her grip and pull them back up forcefully
"Skittles, NO! BAD girl!"
>that came out a little more harsh than you intended
>She's instantly hiding under her forehooves, cowering on the floor and trembling violently just from that slight increase in the tone of your voice
>"I...I'm s..sorry Master..." she gulps and winces, peeking at you from behind her hooves as she continues, "t..ten lashes?"
"What?"
>"O..okay..t..twenty lashes..."
"No."
>"T...thirty?" she whimpers, clamping her tail over her rump
"Zero."
>"H..huh?"
"I already told you Rai... erm... Skittles... I'm not going to hit you."
>"But I was a bad girl.. I made you mad.. don't you want to punish me for that?"
"No."
>She lets out a quick sigh of relief under her breath as she slowly sits back up on her haunches
>"I... I'm sorry I was a bad girl, Master... If I don't deserve punishment then... then is there anything I can do to m..make it up to you?"
>>25769265
"You don't have to. And you don't owe me an apology either, so don't worry about it. Look, you were conditioned to behave this way, I get that, but we're gonna have to start breaking some of these habits of yours one way or another."
>she's momentarily gripped with fear when she hears the word "break," but it passes quickly
>"H..how do we do that, Master?"
>You sigh and rub your chin for a moment
"That's a good question. Look, it's getting late. Why don't we get some sleep and I'll try to think of something for tomorrow."
>"Yes, Master..." she says, standing and walking toward the door
"Where are you going?"
>"Ponies sleep outside. Don't worry, I won't run away, Master. I... I'll wait for you to chain me up if you want though... I understand if you don't trust me..."
"You're not sleeping outside."
>"Huh?"
"There's no bed outside."
>"B...bed? Y...you mean I actually get a bed?" her bottom lip starts to quiver as she cocks her head sideways and stares at you adoringly
"Well, kinda."
>"What do you mean, Master?"
"If you can stand to share a bed with me, you're sleeping with me. I don't want you left alone right now."
>Her eyes go wide and her jaw drops a little, the corners of her mouth slowly curling up in a smile
>"S..share m...m...Master's b...b... bed?"
>>25769297
Yay you're back!
>>25769297
>>"S..share m...m...Master's b...b... bed?"
>>25769265
>>25769297
>>25769297
"Actually you know what? You don't get a choice. You're sleeping with me tonight."
>You stand up and start toward your bedroom
>"Come on, girl, it's bed time."
>"Y..yes Master!" she replies happily as she prances after you down the hallway
"Make yourself comfortable, I'll be there in a minute," you command as you enter the bedroom and begin to take off your shirt
>She hesitantly hops up on your full size bed and curls up on top of the blankets as you change into your pajamas and brush your teeth
>you look up at her in the bathroom mirror and turn your head over your shoulder when you see her shiver slightly
"Get under the blankets if you're cold, Skittles."
>"Oh Master...t..this is YOUR bed... I don't want to mess it all up with my fur... I couldn't possibly..."
"Hey, you get under those blankets and you get comfy right this instant, little miss."
>"Y...yes Master... I obey..." she sheepishly responds with a faint blush
>by the time you finish brushing your teeth and make your way over to the bed she's fast asleep, her head resting on one of your pillows, her entire body quivering as she revels in the comfort surrounding her
>you chuckle under your breath and stroke her mane briefly before pulling the blankets over yourself and turning your back to her
"Good night, Skittles."
>>25746786
>You walk up to the side of the room where a desk is set up.
>You receive his registration, miscellaneous documents you don't care about, and a shock collar.
>One of the guys brings the pony over while the next, the big red guy, is dragged into place.
>The stallion stares at the ground dejectedly as the man hands you his lead.
>"Good choice sir, have a nice day,"
>You look at the pegasus you've just purchased.
>Depressed-looking, but overall not bad for the price you paid.
>You're sure he'll be fine after a while.
"Thank you,"
>You leave the auction house, the pony only lagging slightly behind you.
>He must be just about as tired as you are.
>Stepping onto the curb, you find the bus idling a short distance away.
"So..."
>He slowly raises his head, his eyes dull.
>Damn, he looks sad.
>You forgot what you were going to say.
>Instead, you take a look at one of the sheets of paper the auctioneer gave you.
>It's a basic profile.
>Name: Soarin'
>At least you know his name, now.
>Former Occupation: EUP reservist/show flier
>Interesting...
>Capture: Trottingham, eastern Equestria, by Senegalese Army.
>You never really worked with them, you were on the other front.
>You didn't really get why they put you, partially fluent in French, on the other side of the continent, with a bunch of Brazilians.
>Anyway...
>You continue reading.
>Notes: Slight depression issue.
>Fucking seriously?
>*Slight* depression issue?
>They think they can downplay *that*?
>You look over at Soarin, who is staring sadly at the ground.
>You also realize you've been standing out in the cold for five minutes.
"Hey, you wanna wait on the bus? It's actually got a heater,"
>He glances at you with a weary expression.
>"I guess so,"
>He replies in a gravelly, apathetic voice.
>Yeah, put depression on your list of things you need taken care of.
Just a short update while I can grab some writing time.
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Still up for a story about this one.
http://i.imgur.com/W0A9Ho7.png
Even if it isnt "pony".
>>25769535
This better involve totally awkward n...no-homo cuddling to make that poor little stallion feel better.
>>25769524
>end up ordering her around to do nice things
oh god my sides
"Now, you eat your cake Skittles! Its your birthday!"
"b..but master slaves don-"
"do it"
>>25769375
>normal horses
Not anymore.
>>It’s been at least a year since your uncle sold off the last of the real horses in these parts.
>>25769590
Oh shit dog, we got a formula, quick, replace Rainbow with something not-MLP and call Nickelodeon! This shit'll go to the small screen in no time!
>>25769590
>She starts crying.
>"W-why are you being so NICE to me?"
"YOU'RE GETTING WHAT YOU DESERVE!"
>>25769634
>>25769524
MOAR
>>25769524
>"What kind of faggot names his pony 'Skittles'"
>Your entire body seizes up with fear
>you know that voice
>it's... it can't be...
>you reach out into the darkness for your Master but your hooves come up empty
>you feel the biting sting of the lash across your face and yelp loudly as you try to hide under the covers
>"That little pussy is gone, and you'll never see him again."
>you're harshly dragged out from under the blankets by the scruff of your neck, instinctively trying to clamp your tail over your hindquarters and curl up in a defensive position
>"Did you miss me, Cumbucket?"
>you feel a fist pound into you repeatedly until you finally cry out against your will, giving your tormentor the satisfaction of hearing your pained yelps and whimpers
>"I sure missed you," he laughs as he drags you out of the bedroom and down the hallway by a hind hoof, your front hooves leaving deep gashes in the floor as you try desperately to get away
>when he finally lets you go, you feel the kiss of the lash over every square inch of your body, he's merciless in administering your beating, trying to make up for lost time
>you're about to pass out from the pain when you see him unzip his pants
>"You have no idea how boring using a *porcelain* toilet is, I much prefer feeling your warm little snout wrapped around my cock. You better be thirsty, bitch! Now beg for it! Beg for Master's piss!"
"NO! NO!! NOOOOO!"
>when you come to you feel a pair of arms wrapped tightly around you, and you struggle to escape from them, flailing and kicking wildly
>>25769634
"EAT YOUR DAMN CAKE OR SO HELP ME I WILL BE KIND TO YOU SO HARD YOUR GRANDKIDS WILL GET WARM FUZZIES"
>>25769773
>>25769773
this is a dream kek
>>25769773
>you wrap the little blue pegasus more tightly in your embrace as you desperately try to comfort her
>she woke up screaming in the middle of the night
>and apparently she's still not completely awake judging by how hard she's fighting you
"Skittles! Calm down! It was just a dream! You're safe, everything's okay!"
>you catch a hoof to the nose and immediately start bleeding
>"I WON'T GO BACK! NO! NO! YOU CAN'T MAKE ME! YOU WON'T TAKE ME FROM MY MASTER! NO!"
"SKITTLES!"
>her struggling finally dies down gradually as she slowly opens her eyes to look at you in bewildered confusion
>"M...Master?"
>you grab the closest thing you can to nurse your bloody nose and try to keep from making the bed any more of a mess than it already is
>you don't let the little pony go as you ball up your shirt and press it against your face to stop the bleeding
"It's me, girl... it's just me... you're okay..."
>she immediately clings to you and starts sobbing loudly into your shoulder
>>25769881
I'm having to constantly remind myself that this is Dashie... Holy damn.please dont stop
>>25769773
>>25769881
This green better end with anon becoming a literal white knight and fucking killing Skittles' previous owner with a claymore.
>>25769922
Claymore is far too merciful. Something with fire and a sardine can opener.
>>25769922
>>25769943
If going medieval is what you're into, google Scaphism.
>>25769943
Plebs that know nothing about execution. Barbed wire tying the fucker to a metal folding chair in a dark basement, their are two jumper cables attached to a electric heater. Slowly turn up the heat until its as hot as a frying pan.
>>25769881
>she hasn't cried this hard since you brought her home
>deep, mournful, soul-wrenching sobs that shake you to your core
>all you can do is hold her and rock her gently in your arms
>for nearly two solid hours she weeps, soaking your pajama top in tears and mucus
>you gently shush and whisper to her as she lets it all out
>you get the feeling she's never been allowed to cry like this
>you catch a few words here and there but they're so muffled and distorted you can't make heads or tails of what she's saying
>she eventually exhausts herself to the point she just can't cry any more
>you get her to take some deep breaths, and she eventually complies, calming herself down
>"P...please don't ever abandon me, Master.. p..please..." she whimpers before burying her face against your chest
>you give her a gentle, reassuring squeeze
"You're not going anywhere, and you're safe here, okay? You'll always be safe with me. Whatever you're so afraid of, try to let it go."
>"I..c...can't let it g..go..." she whines with a deep shudder
"Can you please try? For me? Be a good girl and try to be brave for me. Life is only going to get better from here on out, try to remember that okay?"
>"Y...yes Master..."
>>25770035
then get a razor, salt, and lemons. continuing after dump is finished.
>>25769943
Wait, nevermind, I have a far better idea, finish fixing dashie, grab a lance, find that asshole that made her drink his piss, flip physics the bird, ride upon your tiny horse steed towards the scumfuck, and shove that fucking lance through his heart at mach 1. Only then will you become the whitest of the knights.
>>25769943
>not pear of anguish
>You will never own a broken tomboy pone who will fall in love with you just because you were kind to her
>>25769092
Whoa there's a new thread already?
Well I updated my pastebin to include a title in the same formatting as the others.
>>25770062
Back. Now apply the razor, one inch cuts all over his body, then hire a hobo with dirty fingers to slowly rip open the wounds poring salt and lemon juice in the cuts.
>>25770184
By the way you took his clothes so he is completely naked. Now cut off his dick, slice open his throat and jam it in until he chocks on his on cock, or bleed out which ever comes first.
>>25770236
that is all.
>>25770184
God, why does this seem so familiar? I know for a fact I have seen this somewhere else, but I can't put my finger on it.
What if Skittles' old master is already dead and that was the only way she was able to escape his sick acts of depravity? What if she was tortured for years and will never be whole again?
>>25770258
I think there was something in one of the Resident Evil games about a pair of twins who developed similar tortures.
I really can't remember but I don't know why Resident Evil would pop into my head.
>>25770258
Foamy the squirrel
>>25770294
Thanks Anon, that was gonna keep me up all night.
>>25769881
Slave just kicked her master in the face? That's a paddlin'.
Runaway story featuring Bon-Bon back again! Sorry it took so long, had some IRL stuff I had to do instead of writing but here it is.
Story so far- https://ghostbin.com/paste/yjxpx/raw
>”I’ve honestly had it up to here with you two!”
>Putting her foot down, she turns to face them
>Bon-Bon releases the mare shocked by Fluttershy’s unexpected response
>Coco crawls away, gasping for air
>”It's been nothing but fighting and arguing since we got out! I came to accept the coldness, I got over the loneliness of missing my friends, I even ignored my poor tummy and the little one in there crying food! But fighting is the last straw!”
>She points her hoof at Bon-Bon
>”I don’t care who you say you are and I don’t care who you work for, starting fights with Coco is not going to get us anywhere!”
>Lyra and Scootaloo are left silently watching Fluttershy as she continues to bash the mare in front of her
>Bon-Bon says nothing, scowling at the mare
>”-sigh- Bon-Bon I understand you’re just trying to help but please could you just stop and see you’re asking for the impossible here. I can’t go any longer…”
>Tears start to form in her eyes as she struggles to stand
>”....Bon-Bon i’m tired, my ankles are like jelly I-I can’t keep on going like this -sniff-”
>If on cue she falls to her knees
>”Just stop -sniff- p-please stop…….”
>Bon-Bon just stands there looking at her
>Not so much scowling but her face doesn’t necessarily reads contempt either
>She lifts her head to see the others looking at her
>Speechless by Fluttershy’s sudden action and Bon-Bon’s general apathy
>They just stare at her not knowing what to do
>The sun seemed to be peaking, rays of its light poking through what remained of the cloudy hellstorm from the blizzard before
>It must be noon
>Bon-Bon uncomfortably stretches her neck as the echoing teardrops falling onto the cold hard snow begins to bother her
>She swallows hard trying to form words to say
>>25770365
“Sorry….”
>”Huh?”
>Fluttershy lifts her head up, rubbing her red eyes of tears
“I’m sorry! I was a jerk, I was being unreasonably cruel…”
“Unreasonably!?!”
>Coco barks
“Fine, I was a hardass on everypony….”
>Bon-Bon looks back down to Fluttershy
>She stares back with her big blue beaming eyes, with the glare of the sun shining against her dying tears
>Amplifying her innocence as it radiates to anything that sees it
>Sighing Bon-Bon carefully but gently helps the poor mare up
>Seeing this Coco, immediately springs back up readying herself to attack
>A green hoof stops her before she could get far
>”Lyra what are you doing?”
>”I think she gets it.”
>She points over back to Bon-Bon as she leads Fluttershy towards a tree
“It's not the best resting spot, but it’ll do for now.”
>Laying down first she instructs Fluttershy to rest on her
>“Um….excuse me?”
“You heard what I said, just do it.”
>Not wanting to anger the earth pony any more, she lays down right on top of her
>A couple grunts and groans seep from Bon-Bon as the pregnant mare makes herself comfortable
>”I don’t think she got anything…”
>Coco mutters to Lyra as the mint pony covers Scootaloo’s eyes
“Are you girls just going to stand there or are you going to help us stay warm?”
>”Warm!”
>Scootaloo hearing the magic word, sprints towards the mares
>Bon-Bon and Fluttershy’s eyes go wide as they try to tell the filly to slow down
>Giving no prior thought she leaps at a moment's notice
>Like a bullet, she sandwiches herself right between the two
>Knocking the air out of Fluttershy and adding more weight to the already crushed Bon-Bon
“For Celestia’s sake kid!”
>”Hey, you’re the one that offered!”
>Scootaloo nips back as she made herself cozy in the pile
>>25770390
>Coco looks to Lyra waiting for her response
>Lyra looks to Coco waiting for hers
>..........
>”Eh…”
>Shrugging, the mint mare trots gleefully towards the others
>Finding a nice place in the pile
>”You joining or what?”
>Lyra waves at Coco
>Shivering she contemplates the decision
>The last thing she wanted to do was get any where near that crazy mare Bon-Bon
>But it did look pretty warm from where she was standing
>And Bon-Bon already had three ponies buried right on top of her
>Wasting no time Coco joins the group, finding a spot right on top of Fluttershy
>With Bon-Bon directly under her
“Pommel, once this is over! OW-”
>Scootaloo kicks the mare
>”Just shut up, you have the best spot in the whole pile what are you complaining about?”
>”Yeah Bon-Bon listen to the filly, you’re covered on all four sides now.”
>Lyra quips at the growling mare
>The other girls giggle at her predicament
>Eventually either through tiredness or stress, one by one they all doze off
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>>25770327
Great character
>>25770403
>Flakes of gray ash wisp around as they follow you
>Hobbling down into the bunker you begin to worry everypony else has already left
>They wouldn’t leave you , you’ve been with these ponies for years
>Through the good and the bad you were practically family
>But……
>Now on the final step, you look on how everything was in shambles
>The magically burnt smell of paper still lingered
>Telegraphs were smashes, calculating machines were destroyed and anything that wasn’t completely solid was forcefully shoved down a hoof cranked shredder
>They did leave you
>Limping around you drop to your flank just trying to comprehend what was happening
>A set of bombs begin to drop over your position
>The room shakes profusely but you give no mind to it as you continue to stare off into space
“They left me…….”
>Another set of bombs drop over head
“Ow-”
>A ceiling tile falls loose and breaks over your head knocking you out of your stupor
>Wiping the remains off your mane, you spot a small colored coated candy rolling around
>Getting back up, you walk towards the sweet
>The wrapper had your mane color
>Puzzled, you quickly come to realize what it meant
“No…..no-no-no-no-no!”
>You kick the treat away
>Not like this, you can’t go out just like that
“This can’t be right, this has to be joke!”
>The bunker shakes again as the lights begin to come in and out
>You huddle against a corner not knowing what to do
>Lost, abandoned, and now they want you to kill yourself
>How could they do this
>Stuck in a war where half the population was already processed, they consider now is a good time to waste agents
>This has to be a dream, none of this could be real
>It’s probably another one of Luna’s simulations and you’re just doing really bad
>Yeah, that’s right
>You’re just taking a test, no need to panic
>There’s probably another clue somewhere that’ll lead you to a hidden passageway
>You just gotta find that clue though
>>25770041
MOAR!!!!
>>25770421
>Quivering, you hastily rummage around the bunker
>Faster and faster you throw trash all over the place trying to find any form of a clue
>Bombs continue to fall, just adding more to your paranoia
>Eventually you do find something
>Using all your strength
>You push the busted calculating machine over to a corner as you discover a small filly size door
“YES! Yes-Yes-Yes-Yes-Yes-Yes-Yes!”
>You hop around like Lyra would after having one of her insane theories published in the newspaper
>The same insane theories that led to this conflict in the same place
>Sometimes you just want slap that pony
>Another bomb strikes, bringing you back to reality
>Without hesitation you fall on your back
>Using all your strength from your hind legs you begin to repeatedly bash on the door
>You grunt and groan with each kick you give off
>The lights continue to flicker on and off as the bombs begin to drop less frequently
>You paid no attention to it, the emerging cracks on the hardwood door were the only thing filling your mind at the moment
>With one last bash, you break through only to yelp in pain as you hit something very sharp
“Sweet Celestia!”
>You recline, examining the extent of the damage
>Sure enough your hoof was bleeding
>A nice red gash was there staring right back at you
>Biting your lip, you rip a piece of your uniform off and wrap it around the wound
>It was still bleeding but it was better than nothing
>You look back at the broken door
>Crawling, you peer inside
“.........”
>A row of spikes laid horizontally attached to what seemed to be a magically made crystal formation laid inside
>One spike particularly was dripping warm blood
*BAM*
>Turning towards the front, a loud banging noise could be heard from the door
>They’ve found you
*BAM*
>Scrambling up, you made the mistake of putting weight on your injured hoof
“Horse Apples!
>You fall on your side reiling in pain
*BAM*
>That was the final bang as a more sizzling sound took over
>>25770432
>You frantically look around the room hoping to find anything that’ll help you
>They knew the battle was loss here, they couldn’t waste time in saving everypony or allow anything to fall in the enemy's disgusting hands
>And that’s why they specifically gave you that bonbon
>A sweet release, a taste of the days gone before death kicks in killing you
>You stare at the condiment
>Either go down fighting and get captured or kill yourself
>One lets you live but you’ll probably be tortured and enslaved, while the other kills you
>You’re liking the odds here
>Maybe if your hoof wasn’t bleeding you would’ve had a better chance
>Maybe……..
>Who knows……
>I’m going to die here aren’t I…..
>Crawling over to the sweet
>You unwrap its cover and stare at the chocolate treat in front of you
“I-It will be easy…...just put it in your mouth, chew for a bit and swallow…..w-what’s so hard about it?”
>You start to sweat profusely, as your hoof rejects every command you’re giving it
“C-come on Sweetie, down the hatch. I-it’ll be over soon……”
>Tears start to form, as all outside noises stop
*BOOM*
>As you barely manage to lick the bonbon, a large explosion is heard as the bunker door comes tumbling down the stairs
>With it, two small cylindrical canisters drop next to it
>>25770445
>If it weren’t for the tears, your eyes would be completely dry due to the bright shining light blinding your vision
“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!”
>You scream in pain, losing the bonbon from your hoof
>Thrashing all over the floor, wanting the pain to go away
>You could hear footsteps coming near
>Ignoring your hoof, you try to fight them
>Kicking and swinging all over the place trying to find a solid object
>But it was to no avail
>A quick jab to the gut and they’re carrying you outside
>You still couldn’t see anything
>And all you could really hear was ringing and ponies screaming bloody marry
>They throw you on the ground and splash a bucket of water at your face
>It wasn’t even clean
>You cough and gag, using the liquid to relieve your eyes
>Opening them, you could see a fairly pony shaped figure walking towards you
>You try to reach out for her, barely whimpering help
>But as your hearing cleared, you could just hear laughing from her
>You lay speechless as her horn began to glow
>A large orb of magic slowly formed, as your vision started to distinguish her facial features
>She was grinning
>That was all you could grasp before the orb came crashing down and………
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>>25770456
“AHHHHHHHHHHHH-mgh!”
>”Shhhhhhhhh…”
>Scootaloo removes her hoof from Bon-Bon’s face
>Panting, she shakes a light blanket of snow off her head as she anxiously checks her surroundings
>Nothing still
>The rest all shifted around Fluttershy more, somehow still being able to sleep under these temperatures
>”You alright? You were having one heck of a nightmare there.”
>Scootaloo mutters as she sits right next to you
“Y-yeah, still kinda cold.”
>”You can say that again, it's a good thing they didn’t take our fur or else we’ve would’ve been frozen popsicles by now.”
>The filly nudges the mare trying to make her talk as her left eye twitches
“Yeah, i-it is good thing….”
>Bon-Bon looks up to the sky
>Dark space gray clouds covered most of the horizon
>They showed no sign of letting up
>Everything does look noticeably darker than before
“Scootaloo, how long were we out?”
>Bon-Bon turns back to ask
>The filly shrugs
>”Beats me, if you didn’t kick me in your sleep then I guess we’d probably still be snoozing.”
“Oh! Sorry, I didn’t mean to.”
>”Don’t sweat it, I used to do it all the time when me and Rainbow Dash went campin-”
>Scootaloo stood there silent for a moment
>”I-I mean, don’t sweat it it was just an ancient.”
>She clears her throat, turning her gaze towards something else
>Bon-Bon does the same
>A period passes both Scootaloo starts up again
>”Soooooooooooooo……what was that ‘highway’ thing you were talking about?”
“Huh?”
>The mare breaks away from her pondering and turns towards the filly
>”You know, before you and Coco started to fight you said we needed to pass a thing called a ‘highway’.”
>Bon-Bon winces over the reminder
“Oh, uh…..Yeah, an interstate highway….. i-its like this super road stretching for miles on end, made exclusively for the human’s mini trains.”
>Scootaloo bobs her head
>>25770470
>”Why would a human need a mini train? Couldn’t they just take a normal train to wherever they want?”
>Bon-Bon mulled it over
“Don’t quote me on this, but from what i've seen there’s just so many of them that it would be nearly impossible to accommodate enough normal trains for their population. So they just make one super road and allow a bunch of mini trains to ride along it.”
>.....................
>”Oooooooh. That makes sense.”
“Like I said don’t quote me on it, I really never any real formal interactions with humans. Half the time I usually just try to escape or fight them off, most of the stuff I know comes from their TV’s and other ponies that are enslaved……...Oh and Lyra”
>”Lyra?”
“It’s a long story, just don’t ask.”
>”Oh.”
>Scootaloo looks away again after your sharp remark
>But wasn’t long before she started back up again
>”What’s beyond the highway?”
>A cold shiver went down Bon-Bon’s spine causing her to twitch
“Freedom……”
>She says bluntly
>”What about the resistance?”
>The filly asks as Bon-Bon looks back up to the sky
“They’ll be there too-”
>She turns back to the filly scowling at her
“-who told you about them?”
>”I-I overheard Lyra and Coco talking about it an-and…”
“...I-I just wanted-I mean I was curious about them, that’s all.”
>Scootaloo shuffles away from the mare, uncomfortable from her glare
>Seeing the distressed filly, Bon-Bon’s face softens as she looks back to the sky
“-sigh- Don’t worry about it Scootaloo, when we get there we’ll have all the time in this world to ask them anything, that is if we ever make it there in the first place.”
>”You don’t think we’ll make it?”
“I don’t know what to think anymore. At the rate we’re going they’ll probably be gone, moved on to a new location far from this wintery wasteland, caring little about the stragglers who get left behind.”
>Bon-Bon responds sneeringly
>>25770483
“If we do make it, the four of you will be safe and sound. A roof over your head, beds with fluffy pillows, a nice fire keeping things warm, food….”
>Scootaloo’s stomach growls at the sound of the word
>She chuckles in embarrassment
“...and for me an exchange of hooves, a pat on the back and a one way ticket back to enemy territory.”
>”Wait they’re just gonna send you right back out there!?!”
“Yeah, it's a bummer but this isn’t my first rodeo. I’ve been doing stuff for the S.M.I.L.E agency for years now, it doesn’t bother me at all anymore.”
>Bon-Bon bites her lip saying that
>”So what type of bad guys did you fight-”
>Scootaloo springs back up
>”-I mean before the whole war of course.”
>She eagerly smiles waiting for a response
“............You know that bugbear that attacked Ponyville a couple years ago?”
>”Yeah.”
“He was there for me.”
>”Wait? Really!”
“MmmmMmmm.”
>Bon-Bon shakes her head, remembering all her past conflicts with the bugbear
>”I thought it was just another random monster that came out from the Everfree.”
“Nope, it was there for me.”
>”Then how come I didn’t see you or Lyra fight the monster?”
>Bon-Bon snorts
“The princess and her friends already had the situation covered, I just laid low until the job was done, plus at the time S.M.I.L.E was technically disbanded so I’d be working for free.”
>”That seems kinda lazy, that bugbear really did a lot of damage to the town but not as much damage as Rainbow Da-I-I mean as Twilight and her friends did to it.”
>Impatiently her back leg starts to tap against the floor as she clears her throat again
>Bon-Bon raises an eyebrow but decides against pressing on Scootaloo about any past problems
>>25770494
>She did that once to a mare back a year ago, when she was locked up in one of those Auctioneer houses
>It didn’t fair well for the pony in general, she became a sobbing mess refusing to quiet down even after being beaten several times before for the same reason
>Whatever Bon-Bon struck, must’ve been the last cord as she just went ballistic in her wails
>Eventually the humans had enough of her and she disappeared the next morning
>No pony could sleep for an entire week, as the sound of the gun still rang in their ears
>”So!”
>Scootaloo restarts the conversation
>”What exactly did you do to the bugbear to make it come looking for you?”
>Bon-Bon was eagerly waiting for her to ask that
“Now, where do I begin……”
>She rubs the end of her chin as she digs deep into her past adventures
>Jaw dropping tales about great skirmishes between her and the bugbear
>Two bitter rivals fighting with no end in site
>Of course some of it was stretched to add more substance to the action
>Not to the extent how Lyra would spin it
>That mare would take any story given to her and make it seem like the next best thing since slice bread
>The filly didn’t seem to care though, the stories alone brought back wishful memories of the past, lost to the never ending pain of their current situation
>And the snow, it was still really cold and snowy
>The laughter between the two, woke up still dozing Coco
>Who after just looking at the laughing ponies went back to sleep on top of the pregnant Fluttershy thinking she was still dreaming
>>25770512
>As Bon-Bon was just about to begin another set of stories, she paused dramatically as if something terrible happened
>”Ah? Bon-Bon you okay-MMMMM!”
>She grabs the filly, covering her mouth with her hoof and presses her body against the tree
>Scootaloo tries to struggle but her grip was to strong
“Shhhhhhhhh!”
>Eventually the filly does manage to get her mouth free
>”What was that f-”
>She stops mid-sentence as she begins to hear the same eerie sound that caused Bon-Bon to jump before
*whop-whop-whop-whop-whop-whop-whop….*
>Birds and any other creature that lives for the snow scurry away as the noise begins to intensify looming over everything that hears it
“GET UP! GET UP GET UP!”
>”GET UP! GET UP GET UP!”
>”Geez louise, can a pony get any sleep around here!”
>Lyra complains as she stretches her hooves
>”W-What’s happening!”
>”Bon-Bon this better be good.”
>Coco bitterly says as she tries to calm down a panicked Fluttershy
“No time to explain cover yourselves with snow, before-”
>The noise becomes virtually unavoidable
>In the sky, a black helicopter speeds past over their heads with another two joining it as they scatter throughout the grey sky
“We have to run!”
And that's it for now, sorry in advance for the massive dump, I just had no time to post it. Im still trying to read all the stories from the past thread. Any feed back would be great.
>>25770041
Does Skittles have a pastebin?
>>25770540
Never apologize for green dumps, content is always good.
>>25770867
Check the story list.
>>25769524
>>25769524
>little miss.
I whole heartedly approve you continuing.
I drunk edited and am posting just for you writefag
>>25770041
D-damn it You got me crying now.
>>25769628
Ok, thanks for the clarification.
>>25769773
Really need the previous "master" of Dash in futures histories, for ... settle unfinished business
>>25769943
I have a couple of ideas...
I'm really late to this but does anyone have the link to the Vinyl X Anon pastebin?
>>25771518
Did you finish reading it?
>>25771518
Check the list m8.
>>25769535
>This is reposted
Good, I was afraid it was going to be lost with old thread autosaging.
Anyhow, good to see more of this too. Still to early to make real comment on it, but I'm interested to where you'll take it.
>>25771479
That looks painful.
>>25770041
MOAR
>>25771558
Nope
>>25770041
Let's see. Skittles has now kissed us, with tongue, without permission; tried to force a blow job on us at least twice against our will; peed on our lap; gave us a bloody nose; and now soaked us with her tears and snot. Give me one good reason this slave hasn't earned a right and proper horsewhipping.
>>25771573
right sorry about that. Thanks
>>25771638
Don't.
I mean it.
The ending was miserable, rushed, and VERY lackluster. It was originally supposed to be different.
>>25771640
Skittles a good girl she dindu nuffin
>>25771655
Damn that sucks.
Is the writer ever going to come back and fix that?nice dubs
>>25771678
Blame the guy who told her blowjobs are an acceptable form of currency and then mind-grilled her up a medium-rare case of PTSD.
>>25771690
I have no idea. It's possible all the negative criticism has discouraged them, which is a shame. They had talent too, they just made a mistake is all.
There isn't really a way to communicate displeasure with someones hard work that won't hurt feelings.
>>25771690
Doubt it. They did stick around long enough to talk about it and acknowledge the ending was a mistake, but vanished after that. Unfortunately I haven't seen them writefagging anywhere else either, which is a pity - their writing was great, they just needed to stick with their first instincts when plotting stuff out.
>>25770540
>Feedback...
Only real suggestion for improvement I can give is double-check your lines to make sure they fit the characters. Some of Fluttershy's in particular didn't seem very Fluttershy-like, but that may be just me.
With that said, you've got some good character development here; the group is not unified, but are unifying.
I'm also wondering whether they'll evade the choppers a bit longer, or Anon is finally going to meet them now. 'They get caught, split up, taken away' would be a boring end, so I'm guessing you have plans beyond that.
>>25771690
The ending was ok. The critics are right in that it was rushed and some things just didn't make sense, but it still fit and wasn't too far removed from the Writefag's original ending.
I think it's worth reading.
>>25771853
HICHE
>vinyl doesn't go attack because she realizes that it will only kill them both(anon dies on the inside)
>instead becomes the most depressed sack of meat that ever existed
>anon is a retard and can't figure out how to help her
>remembers how she said that her music was what she had left of her soul and how it was stolen from her
>buy/download some music software on a computer and show it to her
>she slowly learns how to use it
>eventually start making new songs under some new name online
>etc. etc.
>happy-ish ending I guess
>>25771591
> Previous Master mentally and physically abuse an innocent pony to destroy their will and identity
> The use to satisfy all their degenerate fantasies sexual of domination and power for we do not know how long
>Bored from her turn sold or returned it as something broken and useless
> She still suffers the consequences of abuse and it may take years to recover
> He may find that doing the same to another pony, maybe your favorite pony.
yes, I hope it hurts
>>25761201
>The unicorn hesitates, but moves away from the gurney after a moment.
>She knows she can’t do anything to help, but still… it doesn’t feel right to just walk away.
>Maybe you’re just projecting your own feelings onto her.
>”Hurry up!” Sterling growls, rifling through his briefcase on a nearby counter. “Not all of us can lounge about all day.”
>The pony frowns and trots over to the man.
>”You have her papers, right?”
>You wait a moment longer, reluctant to leave Silver Spoon again.
>It’s not your fault.
>But you still feel like it is.
>You don’t even *know* her.
>”Of course I brought her papers,” Sterling snarls back at the unicorn. “I can’t file insurance if you didn’t have those, after all, not that it would cover anything.”
>Her face is untouched – in a way, that’s the worst part.
>Not the gouge along her side or the bite wounds on her forelegs.
>You’ve seen injuries like that before, when you were a kid.
>One of your friends was attacked by a neighbor’s dog.
>He tried to protect his head.
>Damn near lost his arms.
>You hope she doesn’t lose her legs.
>The farm can’t afford a crippled pony.
>And that’s why you’d rather look anywhere but her face, because you can remember the way she looked at you, the way she tried not to cry even though she must have known what was going to happen to her.
>You turn at the sound of Sterling slamming a bundle of documents on the counter.
>>25772063
>”Last time I filed, damn insurance didn’t cover a fucking thing. Well, I’m certainly not filing anything now!”
>Sterling waves a hand in your direction.
>”It’s all his problem, just as soon as we get this signed off. I guess I’m just lucky I took the time to hunt these down before bringing her in.”
“How long?”
>”It’ll be over as soon as you sign the papers,” he answers with a flourish of his pen. “There, even backdated transfer so your insurance can take care of it.”
>Sterling grins like he did it to do you a favor, instead of to avoid another black mark on his record.
“No, how long did it take you to find the papers?”
>”Not long.”
>He shrugs.
>”Ten, maybe fifteen minutes. Now sign the damn papers so I can get out of here.”
>You take the pen the receptionist holds out and sign.
>It shouldn’t be this easy, but it is.
>Just two signatures and a date.
>You had to go through more paperwork when you bought your first car.
>He walks out without another word.
>And you let him.
>You don’t *want* to, but what could you do?
>It doesn’t matter, because you let him go.
>”Okay, so, payment –“
>The unicorn’s mouth snaps shut as you shake your head.
“I can’t afford to pay it off now. There’s no way, not with the government still confiscating half my crops and paying in war bonds. I’ll have to pay if off in installments.”
anyone have any good chrysyalis (or changelings in general) slave greentexts?
>>25771750
EVEN THEIR FIRST INSTINCTS FUCKING SUCKED. She would still have died. fuck taht guy
>>25772077
>She smiles slightly and tilts her head.
>”Don’t worry about it. Even if Doctor Alda doesn’t wave the bill on his own, I’ll talk him into it.”
>She puts a hoof on your arm.
>”I just… I just can’t bear to watch that man kill any more ponies like this.”
“Like how?”
>”His damn ‘hunting trips’,” she snarls. “I wish he’d just call them what they are – everypony knows that he films them. That he – that he makes snuff films.”
“But those are illegal – why doesn’t anyone stop him!?”
>The receptionist sighs and digs through the documents Sterling had left.
>”Maybe for ponies like Redheart and the ones on your farm, yes, but poor Silver Spoon?”
>She pulls out a page for you to see – the aptitude and interest ratings.
>”Silver Spoon is 9B.”
>The unicorn points to the bottom of the page with her hoof.
>”No special skills, refused hard labor. She’s classified as an entertainer.”
“So? There’s a limit to how far a man can discipline his ponies, even if they are –“
> – worthless.
>You don’t say it, but the unicorn’s mouth curls in a frown. She knows what you meant.
>”She’s not worthless, and she wasn’t being disciplined. She was doing her job. So long as someone enjoyed watching Silver Spoon struggle for her life, she was just doing her job and the law says nothing about that.”
>No, that falls under occupational hazards.
>”I’ll go get some supplies together for you –“
“What?”
>>25772127
>”She can’t stay,” the receptionist explains sadly. “We don’t have the staff for someone to watch her 24/7, and she’ll need care. Assuming…”
>She glances over at the two still working on Silver Spoon.
>”Doctor Alda knows what he’s doing,” she says with a sad smile. “He’s gotten far too much practice recently. Now, follow me – I’ll take you to a waiting room.”
>You don’t move.
>She takes a few steps before turning her head back to look at you.
>”Don’t worry, you aren’t abandoning her or anything. If you stay, you’ll just get in their way.”
>With a weary nod, you gather Silver Spoon’s papers and follow the mare into a small room filled with chairs.
>”Just sit anywhere. I’ll be back in with some things for you in a bit.”
>While you wait, you leaf through your new pony’s refugee papers, though you’re too distracted to really read them.
>The only bit that stands out was her place of origin – Ponyville.
>Maybe she knows Apple Bloom.
>Reuniting her with a friend won’t make up for everything, but it’d be a start – for both of them.
>You look up at the sound of hoofsteps, but it isn’t the blue mare.
>”She’ll be okay,” the nurse says with an exhausted smile. “Doctor Alda is wrapping up the last few things, so he sent me in to talk with you about her care.”
>You try to listen, but know none if it is going to stick in your mind. Luckily, she brought copied instructions for you to take with you.
Sterling needs to die.
I know what you are going to say, I don't care.
If, after this, he has no more relevance to the story, then end him.
Let the dogs do it. Or something wild like a bear on one of his "hunting trips".
>>25772150
>It’s not much, really.
>Dietary restrictions, when and how to change her bandages, and… medication instructions.
“She’ll be on painkillers?”
>”Yes,” the nurse – Redheart, her namebadge says – snaps back. “Are you surprised after what happened to her?”
“No, no really. Just wasn’t thinking.”
>Of course she’s on painkillers.
“But… what *did* happen to her?”
>Redheart sighs and sits down opposite you.
>”She hasn’t woken up, so we don’t know for sure, but from her injuries and past survivors of Sterling’s hunts, I can guess.”
>The mare pauses, but you nod for her to continue.
>”First, she was raped –“
“She’s a whore.”
>”She. Was. Raped,” she repeats harshly. “Probably by the hunters, though that’s not always the case. Then they set the dogs on her.”
>You heard.
>You heard it and you ignored it.
>”At some point, she was shot, but that was just a graze and didn’t do much damage compared to what the dogs did when they caught her.”
“How did she even survive?”
>”Silver Spoon made it back to the diner, somehow,” Redheart answers with a sigh and a shrug. “And while some of his clients may be into that sort of thing – or just turn a blind eye to it – it’s hard for anyone to ignore a screaming mare getting torn apart while they watch.”
>She sighs again.
>”I’m sorry I forced you into this, but I thought…”
“That I would just ignore what was happening?”
>You’d already done that.
>Might have done it again if she hadn’t agreed to Sterling’s terms.
>>25772127
Golly it'd be just terrible if that fellow got into a 'hunting accident'
>>25772171
Is your anon suppose to be stressed in life or just a psychopath, jesus dude
>>25772171
>She nods once.
>”Or that you would see her condition and back off.”
>That would have been the smart thing to do, instead of investing time and money into a 9B.
>A lot of time, you suspect, and even more money.
”Silver Spoon is going to need rehabilitation, isn’t she?”
>Redheart hesitates, then sighs.
>”Yes.”
“Unless she’s lucky, she’ll never walk again.”
>”She is lucky.”
“I think you and I have very different definitions of that word.”
>”Maybe,” the nurse concedes with a slight shrug, “but she made it back to the diner and she lived long enough to reach us.”
“Yeah, but –“
>”And then you showed up. As far as I'm concerned, that makes her a *very* lucky mare.”end for tonight
>>25772166It gets worse. Wait until Anon tries to drive Silver Spoon back to the farm. Which should be tomorrow.Also, anyone who has ever read any of my green should know there's usually a sudden genre shift that possibly ruins everything - that should also be tomorrow.
so any anons here have or are willing to write, some good changeling slave greentext?
>>25772253
Having read some of your green, I'm aware of said genre shift. I've had mixed reactions in other things; so as long as you don't screw up the plotline with 'haha, nothing good will happen to anyone, ever!' then I can roll with it.
Darkness-induced apathy is a very real problem, and not one you want to crash into. It can keep getting worse, so long as there's meaningful reason to believe it can eventually get better. When that vanishes, you start losing people.
>>25772166
perhaps in his next video (using a Diamond Tiara) he fall for error and the dogs attack to him instead the mare, and Tiara simply stares with a smile to a human screaming pleading for help while the dogs devour alive
>>25772323
I've been contemplating writing a green, i practiced with my OC on a notepad,, but I'm having issues getting my pacing right and the story itself
>>25772253
as long as this one doesn't turn into madoka then I will keep reading.
>>25772253
>inb4 anon goes full SiM on our ass and potential cuddles go out the window
>>25772253
good reading for this night, you do well to make Anonymous a person with terrible difficulty for really interested in other people's problems, instead of a white knight have a genuine human being tired of being pulled from situation to situation for everybody(ponie) and not being able to make their own decisions, I hope you gain some character in your future
>>25772343
>>25772401
I'm hoping that Anon turns into something closer to the white knight everyone wants once he realizes just how fucked up a pony's life is. But since I haven't actually written it yet I can't say for certain that's what will happen. He's probably not going to lead any revolutions, but he may be nicer to his ponies.
Cuddles on the sofa with AB/SS and the LotR trilogy are a possibility, because that's tradition now, I guess.
Aside from that him being less of a jerkass, there shouldn't be a plotline twist, just revealing a bit of the world and why it's shit.
>>25768204
Bullshit you have a luger rifle. Timestamp one and I'll livestream eating every gun in my collection.
>>25772469
Fair enough.
Endings doesn't have to be all flowers and rainbows - I'm just afraid of becoming burnt out on apathy if things constantly get worse because I really want to see how this goes down.
Now according to your file here it says you were a small business owner back in Equestria.
>"Yes Master."
Good. Can you do double entry accounting?
>"It has been a while, but I am pretty sure I can Master."
A while huh. What have your previous masters been using you for?
>The white mare shudders in disgust and shame.
>"They used me as a toilet Master."
Eww. That is literally the worst fetish.
>"As you say Master."
>You look her over for a long minute.
Am I going to have to get you a therapist or something?
>"I don't know Master. I think I will be able to endure."
Right.
>The two of you carry on an uncomfortable silence where you look at the pony and the pony looks at the floor.
Anyway, this is your room here. I know it is a bit spartan, but the TV works and you get your own bathroom.
>She shudders again when you say bathroom. You pretend not to notice.
Also, you can call me Anonymous or Anon if you like. But if you can't manage that I would be okay with "Boss" or "Sir:"
>"Yes Sir. I can manage that."
Well then welcome Rarity. You start on Monday. For now though just make yourself comfortable.
>"Yes Sir."
>still waiting on changeling/chrssy greentext
What the fuck is up with all the gross ass pissing the last couple of threads?
>>25772941
me too
>>25773033
dunno its getting pretty old though
>>25773033
Shhhhh anon, keep it down or they might move on to scat next.
>You are Anon
>You were drunkenly browsing the internet last week and found something of interest
>slave ponies
>They seem to have gotten common, a lot of people using them for everything from house work to whores
>In your drunken state you decided it would be a good idea to pick up one for yourself
>not that your funds could afford it
>or so you thought
>After some browsing you found one just within budget, though you might have to sacrifice a few nights of drinking to get it
>It looks pretty edgy though, black skin, sanded off fangs
>fucking holes in its skin
>You didn't know what it was, but it was cheap, the ad said there was a surplus of them, but they aren't easy to take care of
>fuck it what could go wrong
>today is the day however, the 'adoption' van pulled up in front of your house not 2 minutes ago
>You answer the door and are greeted by an overly friendly delivery guy
>fat, official uniform, silly baseball cap, and shorts no man should wear
>You look down to see the creature at his side, it has a muzzle over its face, and shackles, using the holes in its legs for extra security
>odd, probably painful, the chubby happy fellow didn't seem to care, just getting your signature and leaving you with....it
>what gender is that thing even
>no matter, you have a thing, plus someone to help with your little side projects
>maybe, it looks weak
>after a moment you realize the door is still wide open, you shake your head to clear the thoughts from your head and look down at the black creature below you
>is its skin shiny? its got a fucking exoskeleton like a bug!
>cool
"Uh, hey..step in so I can close the door
>resulting in a hiss
>you tug the leash and it lazily follows you inside
(I'm not sure if I want to continue this, its my first green text and I'm not sure how I feel about it, if i do continue this changeling will have its own personality, while still remaining similar to a bee hive, I was also kind of leaning towards doing my own OC for it, but eh)
>>25773327
id say it looks pretty good so far
>>25773247
>Be happless fagit
>You own a harrem of horse slaves
>Cruelty is the name of the game as you beat and rape each one
>You force your collection to lewd and depraved acts of a sexual nature
>Life for your collection is pain and suffering
>Because you love the smell of shit, none of the collection is allowed to bathe in anything but piss
>You love your collection so much
>They are forced to eat nothing but scat from each other
>Life is pain and suffering
>Some times late at night some of the collection will shit on your face or chest in an attempt at vengeance but this only ends in their punishment
>The sound of your door being kicked in is heard
>Before you can make a move the Equestrian police force breaks into your depraved sex room
The stench alone forcing a few of them to lose any food they had
>Thankfully you had prepared for this day
>They are no match for your cunning prowess and soon you fight them back with glowing horse dildos
>Your war crys and flailing cock driving back the attackers
>But your collection has other ideas
>The strongest of the bunch rear up and deliver and earth shattering buck to your knees
>You fall to the floor at once like a sack of shitty human meat
>Your collection is soon gathered around you, their hooves breaking your bones and tearing bloody gashes into your sides
>Little did they know this was your fetish
>You die with a throbbing erection and a broken smile on your face
>>25773392
>Little did they know this was your fetish
And this is why ponies will never beat humans.
>>25773327
looks good, and would probably read for a bit. Even though i'm really only here for anon saving cute ponies...
>>25773428well i have an idea to make the changeling more sympathetic
>>25768759
>>25768776
>>25768799
>>25768841
I got some spare time on my hands and since I didn't get any feedback... should I continue or just keep playing vidya?
>>25773456
Herman the German, please continue. I am intrigued and there's never any green when the other (read: casual) Americans go to sleep.
>>25773327
>You carefully tug your new slave into the house and over to the couch
>You take a seat and look at it curiously for a moment before leaning down and very slowly removing its muzzle
"So..uh..what are you?"
>The thing shakes its head and stretched its mouth
>Oh god its mouth can open way wider then it looks like it should
>You take note that there were clearly two good sized fangs that have been cut and shaved down to nubs
>ouch
>It stares up at you with its blue eyes, you cant tell exactly where its looking, or if it can see for that matter
>"Hungry" it hisses out, its voice, while, disturbing, is weak, and pitiful (imagine chrysalis in her season 2 voice, but higher pitched and a lot more quiet)
>You blink and nod, standing up and walking towards the kitchen
>The changeling just kinda stares at you as you leave
>You look around your house, you aren't the biggest fan of salads, but vegetables can make good additions to food
>So you just throw some random things together, lettuce, tomato, a bit of oil, and other vegetables in the fridge
>and a cut up apple that's probably a bit old, but still edible
>When you return you see it on the couch
"wait, how did you.."
>It buzzes its strange wings at you and stares at the food in your hands
>You approach and offer it the bowl, it stares for a minute before immediately digging in
>making a mess of half chewed bits all over its face
"Heh..you got some.."
>You reach down to wipe its face
>It hisses and reels away, taking the bowl with it
>you chuckle and lean back in your seat to watch
>When its done it looks up at you with a look of confusion, but content
>"Thank you..human..it wont fill me, but I'll live"
"Uh, you want more, I don't care t-"
>it cuts you off "You don't know what I am do you"
(Responses will be slow, feel free to give me ideas, I haven't thought past anon finding out the changelings past and gender)
>>25773533
anon sarcastically says "a carbon based lifeform?" (can be used to descibe 99.99% of all living things)
joke goes over lings head
>>25768841
Don't worry about that other fag m8 he is the threads resident 13 yearold trying to act cool. If anything earning his ire should make you want to post more.
Your story idea is interesting a Earth were pony slavery is legal but not common or morally accepted sounds... just fun. Don't know if you plan on white knighting it up or not, but it really doesn't matter I'm interested in seeing the relationship dynamics of a pony tricked into slavery rather than forced and broken. Sounds fun.
Also forced Lyra snuggles are the best.
>>25773533
>You pause and lean over, carefully taking the bowl from it and walking to the kitchen
Yelling you reply "Well, you look like a pony, but you have a cool skin like a bug"
>There is a loud huff from the living room
"So, I assume you're some form of sentient being"
>Absolutely no response, you poke your head through the doorway and look, seeing the changeling looking at you with a deadpan stares, the kind of stare that says 'u wat m8'
>With a chuckle you put the bowl in the sink and come back in
"Seriously, what are you though"
>It leans forward facing you, staring into your soul with those huge blue orbs, and a light hiss from its voice
>"I'm a changeling"
>You give no response and shrug
>It grunts "We're a mighty army of parasites who will eat every drop of love your planet has!" it goes to wave its arms in a spooky manner, but only manages to lift them to its mouth
"Uh huh..good luck finding enough here...So, a changeling, uh, army..you buzz and have a carapace"
>It head tilts curiously looking at you
"Like a bee...hopefully you work as well as one.."
>"Bees are bugs..we are..changelings! We follow our queen and conquer beasts like you!" its chains rattle as it points at you
"Doesn't look like your queen did a very good job"
>It suddenly hisses violently and starts to struggle, tripping over the chains and jumping at you, biting at your face and punching at you the best it can
>You instinctively block your face and push at it to get it off
"HEY! OFF ME NOW!" You tell angrily
>It keeps hissing in rage as it slaps at you, the chains pulling painfully at the holes in its legs, but it refuses to let up
>You feel something wet hitting your face as you roughly shove at the changeling, finally pushing it off you
"What the hell did I say?!"
>It covers its face and turns away from you, the hisses turn into a hiss-sob noise
>Well, fuck
"Hey....I'm sorry okay?"
>It pushes you off and hisses "DON'T EVER TALK ABOUT MOM LIKE THAT!"
>Wait, mom?
>>25773702
cue ohcrap reaction and profuse apologys
>You are Anon
>You have just bought a pony slave
>Hooray!
>Finally, someone who will put up with your bullshit!
>Oh god almighty you're so alone.
>You set down the carrier cage thingy for cats and open the hatch.
>Slowly; hesitantly; a purple unicorn steps out.
>She's bruised and you can see scars in the patches of fur that are missing.
>Her horn, unlike many other unicorns, is intact.
>That's why she was so cheap; she had the potential to hurt her master.
>But you weren't going to be her master.
"Twilight?"
>Her head snaps to you and you can see a mixture of caution and terror in her eyes.
>"Y-yes, master?"
>You grimace. Oh god, you're trying to HELP her; you don't need her to fucking call you 'master'.
"Just...just call me 'Anon', okay? None of this 'master' crap."
>Twilight tilts her head, trying to process what you said.\
>"Alright, Anon. I will call you that from now on."
>Sounds like Siri.
>A robot with no personality or will of her own.
"Twilight, I want to say this outright. I'm not going to hurt you. I will not 'punish' you for your misbehaviour. I bought you because you were suffering, and I don't want to see another breathing, thinking, feeling, dreaming creature suffer."
>Twilight says nothing.
>Is that a glimmer of hope in her eyes?
>....
>Nope.
>"I hear and understand, Anon."
>God dammit.
>What did they DO to her?
"Let's just start the tour of your new home."
>"Yes, Anon."
>Fuck, the way she says it, it may as well be "master".
>Once you walk her through your home, you leave her to her own devices.
>Like you said; you are NOT her master.
>Fucked up as it may be, you bought a FRIEND, not a slave.
>"Anon?"
>Twilight is now sitting at your feet.
"Yes, Twilight?"
>"What do you plan to feed me? I have been trained to consume and digest a wide variety of substances, so you may feed you what you wish."
>>25773456
Sorry. Must have some how missed it last thread. has potential. i'll read it.Of my 28,000 images in my pony folder this is one of the 3 I found with lyra in it.
>>25773789
>........Jesus fucking Christ.
"I.... what do you want to eat?"
>Twilight doesn't say a thing; she looks at you with a cocked head.
>"I'm sorry, Anon. I don't understand."
"Look, just- What is your favourite food?"
>After a brief pause, you quickly add
"Your answer will not result in punishment, no matter what you said. Consider this permission to speak freely."
>You feel sick after saying that.
>Twilight pauses, deep in thought.
>"I... I like salad with flowers and hay..."
>Twilight cringes and braces herself like she expects to be hit.
>Like HELL she will be.
"I have those. I can make it for you, Twilight."
>Twilight looks up at you in surprise, but that emotion is quickly masked with neutrality.
>"Thank you, Anon. You are a most considerate and generous master."
>Oh god you are NEVER going to get used to this.
>You were an idiot. You wanted to be the big-dickingest manly man white-knight and save a pony from enslavement, but you didn't even consider that she might have psychological issues.
>You know.
>From the TORTURE.
>Fuck you and everything about you, Anon.
>You wanted to feel important, and this is what you've got.
>A mare who is in serious need of.....
>You don't know.
>Something that isn't this.
>White-knight bullshit aside, you legitimately feel for her.
>You want this to stop.
>So you make her dinner.
>You make the best fucking salad with flowers and hay that you can.
>And despite her expectations, you give her a plate on the TABLE like a PERSON, not the bowl on the floor that came with her.
>Fucking dammit, you are NOT prepared for this.
>As you prepare for bed, you see Twilight sitting by your pillow.
>"What will you have me do, Anon?"
>Like the stupid idiot you are, you don't understand.
>Fucking autist.
"....what do you WANT to do, Twilight?"
>Is this a test?
>Twilight doesn't waste time in answering.
>"I would like to pleasure you before you sleep, if you will allow me."
>aaaaah
>With a heavy burden on your shoulders, you sit on the edge of your bed.
"Twilight, I really do mean it when I say that I don't want you to do anything to me."
>You glance over, and she's giving you the same look as when she was offering her body to you.
>"I am willing to do whatever you need to do."
>You miserable cunt, what have you gotten yourself into?
"Just..."
>You cradle your head in your hands.
>This is too much.
>How are you supposed to deal with this?
>You're out of your league.
>You aren't ready for this.>You need an adult.
"Twilight...?"
>She perks up at her name.
"...Go to sleep. You may sleep in my bed. You and I will do nothing but sleep. Is that understood?"
>Please, God, you can't deal with this right now.
>Just say yes.
>"I understand and obey, Anon."
>You don't sleep well that night.
>>25773702
>You blink a few times and slowly approach it from behind
>Putting your hand on its shoulder, it slaps you away
"Okay, I wont talk about your mom"
>Tugging it back softly, you turn it around and sit, the hard skin hurt, but only bruises thankfully
>painful bruises
"Okay, look, I forgot I even bought you, so lets try to make this easy as we can alright?"
>The changeling hisses and wipes its eyes, staring up at you
>You look as it lifts its hoof and notice something
"You've got green on you"
>It looks down and whimpers softly, looking at its chains
>The shackles, being made for humans who don't have them grinding on holes in their legs have managed to crack the carapace pretty badly in a few spots
>You reach to the side table, taking the envelope that came with your..purchase...and open it, getting the key out.
>It takes some fiddling, and some struggling from the confused changeling, but you get the shackles off
>leaving the collar on of course
"There..feel any better? I guess that's your blood right?"
>It turns its head away, but nods
"Then lets get you fixed up okay? That way we can talk this out. "
>As much as you want to punch the shit out of the little fucker, you're still human, and fighting wouldn't accomplish anything
>You stand up and brush yourself off, leading the way to the bathroom
>the changeling limps behind you, you look back just to make sure it isn't trailing blood or having trouble keeping up
"get in the bath tub and help me out here"
>It nods and steps in, the higher up wall of the tub making it carefully lift itself up one leg at a time
>You think you see a slit, but most bugs kind of have plates there anyway
>"Sorry" It looks up at you as it takes a seat in the tub, getting its green blood on the bottom
>That's gonna stain, fuck
>>25773789
>>25773794
>>25773798
The pacing feels a little off (rushed?) in this one. Anon going from excited to distraught as quickly as he did also seems a little weird. I think Anon should be honest about wanting to friends with the holder of the Element of Friendship.
>>25773798
Yeah, looks like you have a lot of ideas but are putting them to close together, try fleshing things out before moving on to another scene
I'm kinda having the same issue with mine, but like describing what anon is doing in a bit more detail and spending more time on scenes helps
>>25773843
I'd like a bit of feedback on this if possible, I'm leaning towards the changelings being like a beehive or Aliens. They're completely loyal to the queen, and insulting her is not a good idea. But to flesh it out, each one also has personality.
They also may have a connectionhintto the queen, but if the queen is killed a new queen is made from the highest ranking (or only surviving) drone available (all this will be explained further)
If the personality seems too shitty for the changeling please tell me.
>>25773987
>related to Aleins
>not having acid blood.
>u w0t
>>25774006
Social construct of aliensbecause I'm a god damn nerd
>>25773935
>>25773915
In my defence, I AM drunk. I can hardly remember what I just wrote. BUt fuck if I don't appreciate the feedback. First time making slave-fics.
Still though. woudlnt' you shift from excitement ot horror once your ealize dthat your new best friend expects beatings and has her personality moulded to indentured servitude? It's likesuddenly realizing that your new puppy has to poop outside and you have to take her for walks and shit like that.
>>25773987
The personality it has right now is fine. To be honest, as long as its personality isn't too extreme (pure good/evil to the point of stupidity, Mary Sue) I don't really think a personality can be bad.
One thing that you could have trouble with is how its wounds heal. I have one possible solution I could share for that if you'd like.
As for potential scenarios that you asked for earlier, what if Ms. Changeling spies Anon checking out some hawt grills(mares?) and it shapeshifts into one without him noticing. Hilarity ensues.
Another I thought about is what if other Changelings seek this one out due to telepathic hivemind link and runs into Anon. Struggle/harem ensues.
>>25774065
I like you. Your name is funny. Keep writing.
>>25774066
Since you got the dubs I shall reveal something I'm thinking about. They WILL have a hive mind. Its going to be very strong to. Harem, eh, I dunno, i might not be doing anything sexual. But I might do more than once changeling if I continue
I originally was going to say a changeling could only change into a pony with their body structure, but the season 5 finale proved me wrong by having chrysalis turn into applejack, so i might do something with humans or mares
I'd like to hear your ideas on the wounds healing because i'm not sure right now. i was leaning towards how crabs and molting work.
>>25774113
yeah, sounds legit, moultings always cool. (eseically if they are clear enough to let you see their guts after they molt)
and remeber that green stuff they spread ofer canterlot? they probably use it to patch up cracks in their shell until they moult.
>>25774082
Yessir, I intend do, sir. Lemme sober up a bit first. This bitch needs to reverse-ferment.
>>25774138
No. Get drunker. DRINK THE MAGIC JUICE!
>>25774113
I had an idea as well. If they are a strong hive mind then the kindness Anon shows to this changeling would be seen by the whole hive, queen included.
Maybe she softens towards Anon (or possibly falls in love but I dunno if that would be possible given changelings MO) and decides to make him a member of the hive. Or, if you decide to go a little more risque, the new hive broodlord.
>>25774065
Sure, that's reasonable but it just sort of happened out of nowhere IMO. Upon rereading everything a few times, I think the biggest thing that irks me is the scene transition. The whole thing feels a little underdeveloped (ex: Anon feels like he prepared for this but is surprised by certain things. What Twilight thinks of Anon.) but I could easily see Anon reflecting a little bit on all of this and talking to Twilight once he wakes up. I am excited to see what you do next.
>>25774134
Hmm..thats an interesting take on it, could end up funny. I like it
>>25774159
I have plans for the queen, but youre leaning in towards what i am planning. you know too much. I must kill you
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>You just nod in responce and grab some tweezers, gauze, a big of anti biotic ointment, and some medical tape
"I don't really know what I'm doing here, so work with me, its probably going to hurt"
>It huffs "I'm a warrior, nothing new here" it puffs out its chest trying to act tough
>You take a seat on the toilet and take its hoof into your lap, looking it over, looks like the crapace was broken like glass ina few places inside the holes
>So you pick the bits out, seems logical, though youre not that easy on it
>it winces and whines softly in responce to each tug, but doesn't fight back
>If you were doing something wrong it'd speak up right?
"So..does this grow back?
>"It takes a while, but yeah..probably going to take forever unless you learn to be a bit nicer to ponies"
>cocky little bitch..
"Hey, I'm a melting pot of friendship damn it"
>>25774169
(fucked up last post, heres pt2 of that one)
>The changeling huffs looking at you
>You reply by yanking a bit of the broken bits out
>It hisses and yanks away, holding the hoof "Yeah nicer!"
>Quickly, you return to picking the bits off before you focus n the next step
"Okay, this is going to sting, but work with me here, it'll help stop your bleeding"
>Nodding, the changeling looks away and bites its lip while you carefully rub the ointment into the wounds
>There are grunts and hisses of pain, as expected
>When all is said and done, you have a bandaged up bug pony sitting in your tub
"Okay, I helped you, now you help me"
>Reaching under the sink and putting the first aid away, you take out a cloth and a bottle
"Clean your mess"
>"Hey, not MY fault you got me angry"
"How so, you were the one who started beating me"
>"yeah and YOU insulted my mo-Queen!"
"Clean it"
>"fine" It tries to take the bottle and cloth, but drops them into the floor
>You grunt and spray the blue liquid onto the green stains for it
>It angrilly starts rubbing the stain away with its bandaged up hooves, wincing in pain every once in a while
>Well, fair is fair, you need to clean a bit off the carpet anyway.
>>25774169
>melting pot of freindship
you magnificent basterd
>>25772469
>LotR trilogy are a possibility
To be honest I would prefer if it stayed that way. In Jessi's story it was okay for a "pone reacts to human things" one-shot, but LotR clearly overstayed its welcome and turned his fanfic into something more like
>"Hey guys, I really really really like this movie. Mind if I write about it?"
And I don't really want something like this to become a local traditon
>>25774113
Not too familiar with crab molting but that seems more biologically legitimate compared to what I was thinking. I was considering that perhaps they had a layer of skin between their exoskeleton and innards that healed at the rate of typical human skin then the exoskeleton heals around it slowly, like bone.
>>25774210
SCIENCE TIME
Prior to molting, a crab reabsorbs some of the calcium carbonate from the old exoskeleton, then secretes enzymes to separate the old shell from the underlying skin (or epidermis). Then, the epidermis secretes a new, soft, paper-like shell beneath the old one. This process can take several weeks.
> Enslaving Rainbow Dash.
This is where I draw the line.
I'm forming an underground railroad to lead escaped pony-slaves to safety. Fuck you for enslaving best pone; I will subvert this degenerate social institution.
>>25774231
>not wanting to enslave Rainbow Dash and use her as a cumdumpster
>>25774231
Thanks for ruining the end of Skittles for me.
>>25774231
Seriously, though, you need to read Skittles.
>>25774268
>implying skittles' new master doesn't suffer a tragic death resulting in her being returned to the sadist just as he was about to have a real breakthrough with her
>>25774179
>After the blood removal process is complete, you sigh and stand up, gently pushing on your back, popping it
>There is a loud gag from behind you
>Spinning quickly around, you see the changeling staring at you with a look of horror
>"Y..you just.."
"what?"
>"doesn't that hurt?!"
"no, not really, it feels good"
>"ew" there is a visible shutter that makes a rather strange clatter noise like paper plates rubbing against each other
>You look down at the changeling, observing its carapace and wings
"You're not that clean,want a bath?"
>It holds up the wounded hoof "Not eactly"
"rag bath?"
>"sure" it sighs
"Answer some questions for me and we can okay?"
>There is a hesitant nod from the changeling and it makes its way back to the bathroom
>You follow behind and sit down on the edge of the now cleaned tub, taking some rags from the shelf, one is soaked in water, the other is soaked in soapy water
>The changeling glares at you, but hesitantly makes its way over, sitting down in your lap
>You carefully start rubbing over it, feeling each of the strange joins, and around its wings
"So, first, what are changelings, biologically?"
>The changeling sighs looking back at you "really?"
"yeah"
>"we're like ponies, but, uh, parasitic...We feed on their love and take the forms of their kind"
"Interesting, so, like spies, that each pony emotions"
>"basically" It feels over its stomach "Thats why we're all so skinny"
>>25774143
Dammit, Anon, I ran out two hours ago. How am I supposed to drink alone in my bedroom without alcohol?
>>25774314
Twinkies?
>>25774295
anon would probably either feel sympathy, or become paranoid AF
>>25774295
"Makes sense I suppose. I mean, being in slavery.."
>It grunts "Anyway, take the shape of ponies so we cant infiltrate and feed on their love. we PLANNED on trying it here. That's why we left the safety of our hive"
"it didn't work did it"
>"turns out we can't turn into whatever you are"
>You nod and look it over, watching its movements, and avoiding touching the delicate looking insectoid wings
>The changeling chuckles "We aren't delicate, I'm a warrior drone ya idiot"
"How was I suppose to know" You give it a light bonk on the head, which is responded with a tail flick across your face
>That's not suppose to hurt but it feels like a damn whip
"Cut it out, smack me around any more and I'll make you into a gardener"
>"You wouldn't"
"try me"
>It grunts and looks back at you with a disdainful look
"Okay, next question. whats your name"
>"huh? oh..we don't really get names..."
"Why?"
>"On a bad day our queen produces 30 eggs"
>oh
>well then
"That explains the surplus"
>"The what?"
"You were on sale.."
>"ON SALE?" It huffs and looks away stiffening its chest, again trying to puff it out
"I suppose I could call you Ling, for changeling"
>"That's very impersonal"
"You can deal with it. "
>"better then a number I guess"
"A warrior shape shifter..that's something else you know..very unique"
>"eh, kinda common in our hive.." There is a hint of sadness to the voice that rings with you, realizing what you were dealing with here
"You miss it don't you ma..gi..What are you"
>"You just asked me that" it turns giving you a glare
"Nono, I mean, what are you, a boy or a girl"
>"You're kidding right? you cant tell?" It seems disgusted,or angry with you. maybe a bit offended.
"Not really, no"
>"I'm a female. We're all females. "anyone have questions for the changeling?
>>25774372Would you like some making fuck?
>tfw can't help but read Skittles' lines in Fluttershy's voice
Goddammit, brain
>>25774372
ask if she can eat emotions other then love
>>25774372
Does it actually need to shapeshift to eat love? If Anon falls in love with her, will she able to eat it? Has she ever felt love? Something like that would be neat.
>>25774372
Ask if she wants to watch Samurai Jack with you in preparation for the reboot.
If the answer is no or she dislikes it, throw her out.
>>25774389
>Anon asks if Ling wants to fuck
>Ling agrees because she's starving
>For whatever reason she gets pregnant
>Anon now has to care for at least 30 horrible mutant human-changeling abominations
Ayy
>>25774421
I want this, please.
>>25774372
"ALL females? " You asked curiously while you scrub away some old dirt from the wing.
>Originally you though it was going to be like a flies wing and breakable, but as you clean you realize they are about the same as a coke bottle
>neat
>"Sort of, we can..change..should we need to, but, that really isn't needed if Chrysalis fi-"
>She cuts off and look away "I shouldn't be explaining this"
"Why not? It seems like something kinda important"
>"yeah, but, its embarrassing okay?" She grunts and buzzes her wings at you
"I'll find out one day" You joke and give her head a small pat
>She purses her lips and just huffs at you
"So I guess that means you're born from an egg right?"
>"yeah, pretty much. uh, we hatch when we can stand up. Then raised in a nursery"
>You consider this fact. While they are kinda scary, they are also kinda cute. It would be interesting to see young ones
"So you feed on love right?"
>"yeah"
"how?"
>She puts her hoof to her chin, thinking "Well, now that's a complicated question. Uh, the queen knows, but I'm not allowed into her thoughts"
"Her thoughts, you telling me you can ready minds now?!"
>You stop scrubbing her and stare at her
>"Ha! Of course not, that'd be silly. No we just have a telepathic communications system between us. Warriors connected to warriors, nurses to nurses, and the Queen all the hive!" She extends her hooves in an eager and happy motion
>>25774474
"oh, like Aliens"
>"what?"
"You Aliens its..a movie"
>She just gives you a blank stare
"A slide show"
>again with that piercing blank stare, its making you uncomfortable. You quickly slap the wet rag without soap onto her and start scrubbing to distract her
"ANYWAY. About the love, do you have to only feed on love?"
>"no, love is just the most filling" She turns around and is met in the face by the rag as you rub her face clean
>She sputters and spits and you just laugh at her suffering
>"we..pffft..eh, ew, nasty!" she swaps your hand away, hitting her own injury and making her wince
>"we feed on anything. Love, hate, anger, depression, Love is just the tastiest and most filling. Hate is spicy. Depression is bitter"
"You've been feeding on me havn't you"
>"You know it."
"That's disgusting"
>"and I'm hungry"
>>25774479
well, that saves anon food bills. she can feed on sypmpathy, regular platonic affeection... maybe even feed on whatever anon is feeling when hes getting off to porn.
>>25774479
Cuddle.
The.
Changeling.
>>25774479
I want to see a scene where Anon does something he enjoys with Ling or vice versa. Haven't really seen anyone have Anon+Slave shoot the breeze yet. Would be a good chance for some character development.
>>25774479
>>25774488
"So, continuing with the love thing"
>She takes the rag away from you and slaps in to your face
>You grunt and grab it back, holding it out of her reach
"Do you HAVE to shape shift to eat the love"
>She shakes her head
>"we passively eat emotions all the time, even from each other"
>"though it isn't ever filling" she makes a motion towards her horn "Since we're sharing feelings all the time anyway"
>you lean in and boop her nose, making her flail her arms and fall back in surprise
"Have you ever even felt love?"
>Ling goes quiet, laying on her back and looking up at you
>"no"
"never"
>"I was born only a few weeks before we tried to infiltrate Earth"
"What? How old are you"
>She shrugs "Lost count"
"oh.., maybe we should give you a birthday. If you were born a few weeks before your kind entered Earth, you're probably around 2"
>She just nods "I guess"
"What about the normal food you ate before"
>"Helps keep my muscle build. Emotions for energy, physical food for build mass"
>Oh yeah, shes a warrior, she knows about working out and stuff
"Maybe I'll use you as my personal trainer" You tease
>"That's quit backwards ya know"
>This time its your turn to shrug
>Ling chuckles and sits back up, looking herself over
>nice and shiny now, like a shined up black card
>Pretty even
>You stand and take ling into your arms, wiping her off with a dry towel and carrying her back to the living room
"Anything I can do to help your leg?"
>"eh, not really. I just need to molt"
"Like a lobster?"
>"Yep. exactly the same actually." She looks at herself and at her leg "Too bad, I havn't shined like this for a long time"
>You roll your eyes and pick up her old shackles and paper work
"You don't plan to be a pain in my ass do you?"
>She leans back into the couch and looks at him, rolling her eyes
>>25774532
probably time to set few ground rules
and consdering if changelings tried to invade earth, anon might catch some flak if hes caught bing sympathetic to one, might have to keep those cuffs and muzzle around to make it look like hes treating her like an actual slave when componys around
>>25774532
One thing that's been bugging (no pun intended) me is the dialogue. Sometimes it doesn't really make sense, either because of lack of grammar or something else. Ex: ">'no' 'never'" (I assumed you meant "Never?"). Ex: "That's quit backwards ya know" (It's a bit hard to understand the joke. Is she implying Anon is trying to quit? Is she implying if he did that, he'd probably give up because he needed help? It's really unclear to me).
One thing that might help is reading dialogue aloud. It's a pretty common writing tool overall but works best for dialogue in my experience.
Another thing that might help is to write in a program like Word or Openoffice to catch some little mistakes and give you a chance to easily reread what you just wrote to make sure it's clear.
Good luck and carry on.
>>25774532
>"Why would I? If you want to keep me alive, you have no choice then to let me feed off you, and honestly, anythings better then" She shivers "going back to that place"
"Well, truth be told. I understand"
>You sit down beside Ling holding her shackles and paper work
"But they also left me some special instructions."
>Flipping through the papers you put down a set of recommendations
>Pretty simple, but important
>Keep her shackles and chained unless necessary to let her off
>Do not allow her to be outside unattended
>Always keep her on her leash
>ect, ect prisoner type rules
"Basically, they claim you're dangerous"
>Ling blinks as she reads the paper "they make me sound like a psychopath"
"You invaded Earth"
>"We couldn't find the ponies, it wasn't much of an option"
"Humans don't care, I mean,w e enslaved you for goodness sake"
>"I suppose, but...we only fought in self defense, After canterl-"
>She grips her head and grunts "I've said too much.."
>You look at Ling and blinks some, gently touching her side
"Hey, are you alright"
>"Chrysalis is trying to tell me to shut up.."
"it hurts?"
>"no but it feels like shes yelling...I think I made her mad"
"Well you tell her I'm too lazy to pick a fight with a queen of a species"
>"I can't talk back to my queen!"
>she grunts again and bites her lip
>Finally she replies "Okay, okay" She looks up at you concerned
>"She doesn't trust you"
"She shouldn't"
(that may be it for tonight unless i get a burst of inspiration)
>>25774588
Yeah a lot of that is misspelling due to a lack of any real spell checker on this computer.
Quit was suppose to be quite for example
and there is a serious lack of punctuation i need to put in there. I'll try writing things slower and looking it over more instead of posting it as a I make it.
I've never been one for proper grammar and punctuation to this is already above what i normally do.
>>25774590
maybe ask if it hurts, what with apprently having her fangs ground down. (watch a movie with her, like say, Aliens)
>>25774590
>>25774603
The criticism is geared more towards clarity than grammar. Grammar does help but if it's 99.9% clear, I could care less if you miss a comma or two. Good night Anon.
>>25774532
I fucking love this comic, always gets a laugh off me
>>25774650
I understand, these are the same issues i always ran into when writing for english classes
>>25774645
I'm writing them watching the movie. Though one must keep in mind, even as changeling, they're still innocent little ponies.
>>25774665
exactly, scared little bugpone seeks comfert in anons arms.
>>25773798
Moar.
>>25769092
bump
>>25774590
Moar.
>>25773511
get cancer
>>25769092
bump
>>25769115
Einen herzlich guten Tag SS-Gruppenführer!
>>25774590
Keep it up.and get a paste. I'll add it to the changeling thread story paste.
>>25774590
Couldnt sleep, made another post
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>You spend some time with the changeling, leaning back on the couch in the quiet as she goes into some kind of concentration
“What are you doing?”
>“As long as the queen and I can think about each other. We are connected. I’m talking to her”
“Even though that portal thing closed?”
>“yep. Mind over matter as she always said.”
“That pretty neat..but..I‘m kind bored”
>“what kind of things do humans do?”
“Remember what I mentioned about Aliens? Well we’re going to watch it”
>She looks up at you interested, then brings her gaze around the room “I don’t see a slide projector though”
“it’s a different kind of slide” You smirk while you make your way over to the movie rack “think…really fast”
>You find the Alien movies pretty easily, being alphabetically organized, and pile the three on top of each other
“If what you’re telling me is true, then one of these movies may remind you of yourself”
>Popping the DVD, special edition of course, into the player, you go to the kitchen while it plays through the opening sequence
>Ling is impressed, staring at the screen, not even into the movie yet and absolutely blown away
>She plants herself in place while you make the glorious buttery popcorn
>>25775537
oh and http://pastebin.com/CndZXCih
>>25775537
Very grateful
>>25775548
I just tried it and nothing came up.
>>25775537
Cuddle bug? Cuddle bug.
>>25775563
>http://pastebin.com/CndZXCih
nothing?
hm..
>>25775566
Them's some pretty cool numbers
>>25773456
Somehow I missed this story too. Mintpone cuteness ahoy.
>>25775692
Work's for me.
>>25774295
That popping the back bit was a good touch.
Continuing from http://pastebin.com/v2j02fq3
>After a few weeks of mapping, and the occasional trip into town to restock, you find yourself driving for yet another restock trip into Green River.
>While driving along a rough, hilly, gravely road, the handling of the truck suddenly changes.
>You continue driving slowly, eyebrow raised, looking back and forth.
>Fuck...
>This feels like...
>The back left wheel is dragging.
>Shitcunt.
>You stop the truck.
Wait here for a moment, Maud.
>You step outside the truck, and move back to look at the rear driver's side tire.
>As you suspect, the tire is flat.
>You let out an angry roar.
God fuckin damn it... Worst fuckin' place to have a god damned flat tire.
>You kick the flat tire out of rage.
>Then, you go up and dig the tools for changing the tire out from behind the rear seats.
>"What's wrong?"
Got a flat tire...
On a not flat rough surface...
>You lean your head back and let forth an angry grow.
Get on out the truck for now...
The less weight we have on the suspension while I'm lifting it up, the better.
>Maud steps out, and you find her looking at the flat tire after you finish digging out the tools.
>>25775045
no u, fuckboi
>>25775821
>You move to the back of the truck, and begin the arduous process of lowering your full size spare tire from under the truck.
Fuckin' god damned bullshit...
>You feed a long metal tube through a hole in the rear bumper of the truck, trying to fit it into the socket for the tire winch.
>After fiddling around, and not managing to get to work, you say fuck it, and crawl under the truck, and fit the damn thing at the winch rather than trying to shove a long thin stick into an equally thin hole.
>Once its in place, you begin lowering your full size spare from its stowed position under the bed.
>"You alright?"
>You respond to Maud with an angry groan.
>Soon, the spare tire is freed, and you pull it out.
>You convert the tools from the winch configuration to the configuration for removing the bolts holding the now flat tire in place.
>Before you start lifting the truck, you start working on loosening the bolts.
>Most of them loosen easy enough...
>But one has decided to just really piss you off.
>You push with all your might, but it just doesnt want to budge.
>You grab onto the wrench, and manage to get your feet up onto the flat tire, and use both your arms and legs and your fully body weight to try to get the damn thing to move.
>Maud looks on while you are doing this.
>>25775852
>"Can I try?"
>You let out an exasperated, rage filled sigh.
I guess, push it that away to get the damn thing loose.
>You step aside to let yourself calm down for a few moments.
>Turning around, you look at the terrain around you.
>"Got it."
>wut?
>You spin back to look at maud, who appears to have sucessfully loosened the last bolt.
>"Was easy enough."
The hell? How strong are you?
>"Pretty strong, I guess."
Well, thanks... Now, stand back. I'm gonna lift the truck up so we can switch the tires out.
A non-flat, gravelly road is not the safest place to attempt this, but there aint any flat place nearby, and there sure as hell aint any flat stable surfaces...
>You look back under the truck trying to determine the best place to stick the jack.
>Luckily, there is a nice sized tip of a boulder sticking out of the ground that should work for your purposes.
>You stick the jack in place, and begin to lift the truck.
>once lifted enough, you quickly remove the bolts, remove the god damn flat tire, and replace it with the spare.
>You start to tigthen the bolts by hand, then lower the truck.
>With a great sense of releif, the truck returns to the ground, no horrible jack related accidents having occured.
>>25775852
Lurked for it
>>25775858
>Once the truck is safely on the ground, you use the wrench to a final tightening of the bolts.
>Then, you begin another process that is sure to piss you off...
>Stowing the flat on the winch, and lifting it back into place.
>God, you fucking hate changing flat tires while offroading...
Alright, Maud... Back in the truck.
>You both get back into the truck, and turn it back on.
We are probably gonna have to take a little longer than planned trip back to civilization for fixing this, Maud.
>You drive, and soon arrive at the interstate access.
>Pulling up your phone, you look for the nearest place that will have tires that will fit the truck.
>Not Moab.
>Despite all the offroading people do there, there's only one shop that does tires and suspension work.
>And its always busy, and always expensive.
>From where you are at, it looks like the best place to look is gonna be Richfield.
>Several tire stores, and a wal-Mart.
Right, we are gonna go to Richfield, Maud. Its further west from here, and we get to drive over the Wasatch range.
A lower part, addmitedly, but still.
>You pull the truck out onto the interstate, and begin your drive to resupply, and ensure you have another tire ready to go incase you get another flat.
And that's for now.
>>25775864
cool shit
>>25775896
>and Applejack is here
Kek
>>25775896
>and Applejack is here too
Fucking kek
>>25775537
>“If what you’re telling me is true, then one of these movies may remind you of yourself”
That kinda sounds racist as fuck, considering the plot of the Alien movies.
>>25776124
Its not wrong though, just more extreme.
>>25776140
I don't remember the part where the Aliens hypnotize their prey to suck the emotions out of them rather than just eating their face.
I've neever heard how Changelings face-fuck people and lay their eggs in them, only to later have their child burst through their chest like a prostitute in a cake, either.
Or how they are from space, for that matter.
It might just not be the best movie to show a changeling you're trying to befriend.
>>25776207
Invasion of the Body Snatchers would probably be closer to a Changeling, off the top of my head.
>>25776207
That's why I said extreme, as long as anon explains its an alien in his universe, he might scare her for bug cuddles.
>>25776207
>eating their face
>face-fuck and lay their eggs in them
>Be Anon the slave owner.
>You don't hit.
>You don't rape.
>But you do require them to breed with each other.
>You then sell their offspring to the highest bidder.
>Plus the fetish site from all of their filmed procreation has been lucrative as well.
>Most of the ponies hate you.
>You don't give a shit.
>You were there when the portals opened.
>You saw your family torn apart by magical forces beyond comprehension.
>You saw it all.
>Slavery is too good for them.
They have not thought about doing a story about Fluffy Pony?
Instead of being slaves/whores/companions as the other ponies they are treated like sheep, bred for their fur turns out to be warmer than wool, lighter than cotton and softer than silk and economically more beneficial than sheep's wool.
And please, refrain from any idea that involves gore or another shit focused on this character
Recovery continuation:
http://pastebin.com/DNvbjnQG
Damn guys, new thread already? And it already looks like it's gonna end soon.
what would happen if they breed a Equestrian pony with a Native ponie?
„After effects, good acting, good cameras and more. One just needs enough money.“
>“How much?“
„More than i will ever aquire trough my whole life.“
>“That must be a lot then.“
„You bet.“
>you turn the TV off trough remote controler
„Guess we should go to sleep. It's pretty late. And to be honest, i feel a bit drunk. How about you?“
>she had a lot less wine than you did. If she had the same as you. she'd be totally drunk already. You just wanted to get her into the positive alcohol mood. You can leave some heavy drinking for later
>“I feel something. Not that intense like with that herb, but i can feel it.“
>she jumps to the ground and totters a bit for few seconds until she gets it under control
„It kicks you more, once you stand up.“
>“I can see that. I almost fell now. Hehe, trippy. Hey and Anon, i need to ask: You ain't gonna sleep on the couch this time, won't you? I mean, now that we are like um, dating? Is-Is it okay if i could sleep with you in one bed? Or if you prefer sleeping alone...I don't know human customs. If you sleep with someone in one bed only if you had sexual intercourse with them or something.“
„Why would you think something like that? Of course you can.“
>“I just wanted to be sure. Since yesterday you slept on the couch, even though there was still plenty of space on your bed.“
„Well, that was just because i wasn't sure you wouldn't mind me there.“
>“Mind? Not at all. And it's your bed after all. To be honest, i kinda wished i wasn't alone in the room.“
„Well, I learned that later.“ you say quietly to yourself
>“What?“
„I said i wish i learned that earlier.“
>“Heh, yeah.“
„Anyway, I'm just gonna take at least quick shower and brush my teeth before going to sleep. But you don't have to, if you're too sleepy.“
>“Well, i'd kinda appreciate a shower. But, could you help me with brushing my teeth, just like yesterday? I hate to bother, but i still can't do it by myself.“
>>25777036
A visit to the vet for stitches.
>>25777049
at least you would not have to worry about satisfy the patethic fetishes of a dirty human and dress of princess and call bitch
>>25777044
Shower scene? shower scene.
>>25777044
>Most of the other old stories are gone never to be finished or seen again.
I'm glad you're still here.
>>25777044
Wish i had the webm of the amine scene where the guy lewdly brushes a girls teeth
>>25776785
would read
>>25769773
You need therapy.
I hope you don't have a gf. Ever.
Good news everyone!
To start off, it seems like the story My own Pinkie Pie! by GearsGearsEverywhere has just been edited today and it looks like its been completed! Hooray! Gears, if you're still around here, thank you for giving us a proper ending. Here's a link for anyone interested : http://pastebin.com/UMhEaZ6n
So now that makes it up to 3 complete stories after like what, 12 threads? Wooo!
Next up, my computer is alive again! It feels great to finally be on it after a few weeks.
Lastly, its the last week of school for me until next year so I've got all the projects that I've been redoing be handed in. I'm going to party with friends this upcoming weekend so I'll be able to continue working on the Luna story after it.
So is anyone hyped for The Force Awakens?
>>25777330
Definitely one of the oldest. The only other story that hasn't been complete and that is still around is Helianon's Scootaloo story.
>>25775864
Enjoying this story very much.
>>25775537
Nice to see a changeling story. Fairly interesting so far.
>>25777016
Thread hasn't even reached half way to the bump limit. We still got plenty of time to go.
>>25777420brushie brushie?
>>25774291
>Implying Skittles' new master doesn't suffer a tragic death while murdering the sadist
God, It's like you guys don't even know how to write grey endings.
>>25777610
I'm pretty hyped for TFA. Got some tickets for airings on sunday.
>>25777701
I wish i had the full scene
>>25769092
bump
>>25777610
Patiently awaiting for more luna
>>25769092
bump
>>25778660
I think that there could be a lot of potential with either Celestia and Luna.
>>25773033
Now now, Anon, no reason to get allpissy.
>>25779366
CAAAARLOOOOS
>>25777610
good news indeed. Though it's been so long i can't hardly even remember where he stopped.
AnD I was hoping for some nonsexual pony cuddels. But i guess she probably has a ways to go before that.
>>25770159
continue when ?
If your slave doesn't look like this when you walk in the room you're not doing it right.
>>25779750
Skittles' previous owner pls go
>>25779750
>allowing them to look terrified when you walk into the room.
>not training then to look absolutely elated at the opportunity to serve and please their master.
Rookie confirmed
>>25779750
>>25779826
I'd much prefer she look like this
https://derpicdn.net/img/2015/6/14/916598/large.png
or this
https://derpicdn.net/img/2014/5/14/626290/large.jpg
When I walk into the room.
>>25779745
Soon.Just want to get a healthy sized green dump ready.
>>25779863
>>25779869
You're a king
among horsefuckers, mind you, but a king
>>25770041
More goddamnit
>>25770041
MOAR
>>25776124
>>25776207
>>25776237
My anon is a rather laid back, if a bit slow, anon
He saw one similarity between aliens and changelings and went with it. because he's a fuck.
Also I havnt seen invasion of the body snatchers
>>25777610
>GGE updated
Cool. Even if he doesn't write anymore, it's at least good to see the end of that put into the pastebin.
>TFA
Nohype. Everything Disney has done so far has only filled me with depression and horror at where they may go next.
>>25777581
>implying I want some 3dpd whore that's just going to spend all my money and cheat on me instead of my pure innocent perfect virgin pone waifu who loves and adores me and would never do anything to hurt me
>>25780578
So far, the reviews have been good. I'm more optimistic.
>>25770041
>you give her another gentle squeeze before getting out of bed
>she's right on your heels, not wanting to let you out of her sight after that terrible nightmare
"Stay here, I'm just going to clean up, I'll be right back," you say as you lift her back onto the bed
>"Y..you promise?"
"I promise," you say, running your fingers through her mane before departing to the bathroom
>the sink is soon spattered crimson as you tend to your bloodied nose
>she got you pretty good, while the bleeding has slowed it hasn't stopped entirely
>you hold some fresh toilet paper over your nostrils and tilt your head slightly as you toss your soiled pajama top aside with a sigh
>this might be more than you bargained for
>it takes a good fifteen minutes for the bleeding to finally stop
>you take a warm, damp towel and run it over your face and chest before heading back to bed
>Skittles is there curled up under the covers waiting for you, her eyes wide open
>she looks physically comfortable, but she's still trembling from her bad dream
>you slide into bed facing her and put an arm around her, pulling her against your bare chest
>her silky smooth wings and soft fur feel heavenly against your skin and you find yourself pulling her even tighter against you, resting your chin on top of her head, doing your best to make her feel safe and secure
"You're gonna be okay, Skittles," you murmur to her
>you run your hand over her chest and belly as you begin to hum softly to her until she relaxes enough to fall back to sleep
>>25780856
HE'S BACK!!!!
>>25780856
thank you
>>25781025
Yeeaah skittles, please go on, the story is amazing, I want to see skittles finally happy
>>25777610
I'll be waiting...like I have for 3 trends. Anyways have afucking awesomeday.
