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Glory to the new thread!
Not sure if people noticed, but I added a line to the intro text based on people's opinions in the past thread:>Also accepting pony-to-inflatables, pony-to-toys, or anything else involving TF! If you like stories with ponies and some type of transformation, come join the fun.
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>>13422290 Oi, never anything against pony->human.
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After two weeks, here it is ladies and gentlemen. Chapter 4 of A Full Tummy.
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A pain shooting up from my flank causes me to wake and roll over, as my face hits the other side of the pillow I jolt back again. I blink, but only my right eye opens and closes. What the hell? I try opening my left eye but it doesn’t respond. I reach a hoof up timidly and poke under my left eye, drawing it back quickly and whimpering in pain as I remember that’s the side of my face that was hit. Jesus, if it swelled up so much my eye is shut it must look like someone took a sledgehammer to my face. I flinch from the memory, it had felt like it too. I look down and sigh. Why did I make him so angry? That was stupid, I’m stupid, I should have never left without his permission. I shake my head at the thoughts. No! He doesn’t have this much control over me! I swallow as a few tears escape my eyes. Why am I lying to myself? He does have this much power over me. I have no way of leaving now, and if I try to run away... I shiver from the memories of what he said last night. I’m… I’m his… I put my head into my hooves and cry.
The door swings open and I pause my crying to see who it is. Berry is standing in the doorway, no food or anything with him. He looks up to me nervously. “Uhm… Good morning…” I watch fearfully as he steps closer. My entire body wants to back up against the wall and shrink away from him, but I choose not to as that might anger him again. He sits down on the bed next to me, his face anxious as he stares at me. “A-Are you okay?...” I don’t answer as he looks at the bruise on my muzzle. He raises a hoof and leans closer to look at it, causing me to shy away involuntarily. “S-Sorry…” He whispers.
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I look away and go back to crying. Can’t he see I just want to be alone? I don’t resist as I feel one of his hooves wrap around me and pull me close to him. He rubs my back slowly, “I didn’t mean to hurt you, you know that, right?..” I sniffle and raise my hooves to my eyes, trying to stem the flow of tears. What if my crying is making him angry? I need to stop, I don’t want to get hit again. I can’t stop though as even more tears pour down my cheeks. He pushes my hoof away from my face, then places his hoof under my chin and pulls it upwards so I look at his face. I silently pray he isn’t mad, and I look down so I don’t have to see his expression. He whispers, “You know I didn’t mean it right? It was an accident, I promise…” It goes silent in the small room as he watches me pensively, does he want some kind of response or something from me?
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I sniffle and look around, my head a jumble of emotion and broken thoughts. I look up at the small window in the room, a clear blue sky for today. Maybe I need to get some fresh air, it might help my aching head and stretch out my bruised flank muscles. I slowly ease myself off the bed, stumbling as more weight than expected pushes me forward a few steps. I gulp and close my eyes, remembering how much candy I had yesterday and the fact that it is probably all in my flanks now. I timidly open my eyes and hold my breath as I turn my head to look behind me. My eyes widen and the breath I am holding is released as my jaw drops. I don’t even know what to compare it to. I should probably ask if it’s possible for my back legs to be crushed by the weight of my butt. I slowly lift my left hind leg and gasp as my round flank jiggles and wobbles just from that small movement. I sigh, well, I guess I’m just going to have to live with this. For the rest of my life…
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Pushing those thoughts to the side I walk towards the door, marvelling in the new feeling my rear is giving me. All that flesh, my round hips, moving and jiggling with every tiny twitch of my muscles. I can’t lie, it sort of feels good. I open the door of the bedroom and walk into the bathroom in front of it, casually looking up at the mirror while in thought. The breath in my throat freezes as I see myself, a teary eyed, blood smeared, mane disheveled wreck of a mare. I step closer to the mirror, looking at myself brings images of last night fresh into my mind, causing me to stumble and fall face first into the ground as I sob. I’m such a stupid mare, I never should have asked Dusk about leaving, I should have been content when I gave myself to Bubble Berry. I shake my head, it’s okay though, I had been forgiven so everything is okay now, or at least I hope so.
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I shake my head, that can wait till later, right now I just need to be presentable so I can go downstairs and get some food because I am starving. I tilt my head as I comb my mane back into place with a hoof. Why didn’t Berry bring me any food this morning? Does this mean I get candy on my own now? I probably should, that might make him happy, and that’s always a good thing. I view myself in the mirror again and give myself a small smile, the bruise is still swollen beyond belief and it hurts to move my jaw at all, but at least the rest of me looks alright. I jiggle my way out of the bathroom and towards the stairs, my hips constantly shifting with the sway of my rear. I stop at the top of the stairs, wondering how I’m going to get down without my weight making me tumble to the bottom.
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I look up as my hoof touches the tile floor of the kitchen. Mr. and Mrs. Cake didn’t seem to notice my presence, too wrapped up in baking for the party guests. I go past them and into the break room, searching around for any candy I could have for breakfast. Finding some stored away in a cabinet I bring out a bowl and scoop about half of the container into it, giving me a goodly sized portion to eat. I add some more hoof fulIs to my bowl, then pause for a moment to think. Should I take more? He never told me how much I should be having every day, or if I should even have any unless he gives it to me. I’m scared of making the wrong decision, what if he doesn’t like what I picked? What if I get beaten again? I shut my eyes tightly, he promised he’d never beat me again, but I’m still afraid. I guess I’ll take this and if he says more then I’ll get more? That works.
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The sound of hooves on tile keeps me from further self loathing as I look up to the visitor. Bubble Berry is standing in the doorway, a small bead of sweat on his brow, one of his eyebrows raised as he stares at me. I look down at the food in fright and force myself to eat through the pain. My jaw muscles clench and ache as I chew. God, this hurt so badly. I really hope he isn’t angry I’m not eating faster. His hoofsteps come closer and he speaks to me. “Petal…” I shut my eyes tightly and try to fit my candy inside of me. “Petal.” He says more firmly this time. My jaw shakes and my teeth chatter as the pain becomes too much and I can’t chew anymore, let alone open my mouth. Tears start to flow down my cheeks and my muzzle rests in the bowl. Damn it, damn it, damn it! I’m going to be beaten again just because my mouth hurts and I can’t use it. “Uhm, you didn’t have to eat candy you know, that’s why I didn’t bring you any.”
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I nod. “O-Okay, thank you…” He continues to grin before going back through the doors. I stand up and take the bowl, emptying its contents into the trash and bringing it to the sink. I stand in front of the sink for a few minutes, contemplating how exactly I’m going to clean this. I shrug, I’m not exactly adept with my hooves yet so I’ll let one of them clean it up, lest I accidentally break something and make a bigger mess. I walk into the kitchen, the sounds of laughter and chatter coming through the open double doors leading to the front of the store. Mrs. Cake comes through the open doorway with her head facing back to some other pony while laughing.
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I grab her hoof with mine and bring it to the ground. “Yes Mrs. Cake, I’m fine. I’m going to go out on a walk now, I promise you there’s nothing to worry about.”
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I step into the fresh breeze of Ponyville’s streets. All of them are bustling about, taking care of business. The ambient noise of the area reaches my ears and calms me in a way, the sound of hooves and talking ponies, crying foals and shushing mothers, bargainers trying to get the best deal on an item and stall owners declining them, and just the general hubbub of chatter is in its own way pleasing. I mix into the group, aimlessly wandering around as I relax and let some of the stress of the past few days fade away. I wave and smile to the random ponies of the streets, the gesture being reciprocated back to me.
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My whole face is burning with embarrassment, it must be bright red right now. I lower my swishing tail to cover my rump as best as I can, which isn’t saying much because it’s so big. God, I hate these pony bodies. You can just see everything! The only thing that I can cover myself with is my tail, but the rest of my naked ass is on full display to everyone! I lower my head so no one sees my blush. I hope they know that I belong to Berry, and that I will never get with any other stallion. Now that I know I’m being watched lustily, I can’t help but feel every single vibration and jiggle in my gargantuan, exposed butt as I walk down the street. It’s almost like I can sense all of their eyes watching me and craving my body. Part of me is proud I’m getting all this attention and that I really am such an attractive mare, the other part is scared beyond belief and is wishing for Bubble Berry to be here to fend them off.
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Before I know it I am within a few feet of them and I’m still drawing a blank on what to say. Oh right he asked me a question. “Uhm... Good, good, all the ponies here are nice so I’m doing okay...”
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What the hell is wrong with this thread? Am I on Fimfiction?
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A Full Tummy Ch. 4A Full Tummy Ch. 4 Scrub !LYx.WpHaLI Sun 08 Sep 2013 21:22:55 No. 13422726 Report Quoted By:
AJ raises an eyebrow. “You guess? Around these parts, you don’t want to ‘guess’ about being with a stallion or not, otherwise you might get some unwanted attention.”
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I blink and turn around as I see Bubble Berry excitedly hopping towards us, a grin covering his entire muzzle. “Hey AJ hey Blitz!” He kisses me on the cheek and presses his nose against mine causing my cheeks to rosen. “And a hello to you sweetie.”
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I swallow the lump that began to build in my throat. How do I say this to him? Should I just tell him how I feel? What if he gets angry again? I shake my head, stop worrying about his temper! He promised me and I trust that. “Well uh… You see, uhm… Oh gosh, how do I ask this…”
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I sigh and start walking back to Sugarcube Corner, I guess I’ll talk to him later when he isn’t so distracted or something. Maybe this was just a bad time? From his reply he didn’t seem awfully attentive to what I said, does that mean he doesn’t care about me? What if his excitedness was fake and he’s actually just going to find some new way to hurt me even more? A shiver rolls down my spine and I can’t help but think about that. What if I just made a huge mistake telling him how I actually feel? I step into Sugarcube Corner, the smell of pastries and recent partying not helping to cure my gloominess. I sniffle as I walk into the kitchen. He doesn’t care, why would he care? I’m just some stupid mare, getting all emotional over nothing. Maybe I should be this scared of him, I probably deserve to be beaten because I’m such an idiot.
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The next few hours passed without notice as I cleaned up some lucky pony’s birthday party. There was wrapping paper everywhere so they must be quite happy with all those new presents. It was mostly silent during clean up, Mr. and Mrs. Cake taking care of the occasional customer if they happened to walk in. The afternoon faded into evening as I finished up everything, and finally I sit down on my plump cheeks to rest, a few beads of sweat running down my face. Thankfully, the pain in my butt is gone, meaning I can properly rest now. I look around at the clean room, smiling as I breath and allow my hooves a break. I stand up and walk to the kitchen, Mrs. Cake cleaning the last of the dishes. She turns her head to me as I walk in and gives me a weary grin. “Thank you for the help, the mister and I would of been up into the late hours without your help.”
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“Mhm. In that case, do you want to go?”
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“Then lets get goin’.” He heads out of the kitchen and I wave to Mrs. Cake, she stops her task and waves goodbye as we move out of the shop. The walk to the library is quiet, both of us just looking around at the other ponies as shops begin to close and night time settles in. I look over to the setting sun as it rests behind the hills to the west. I look to the sky, some of the brighter stars are already showing their faces in the fading light of the day. A fresh breeze rolls in from the east, easing my muscles ever so slightly. This is a pleasant evening, I wish I could just lay out in the grass somewhere and enjoy it. Lost in thought I hardly notice as the library looms closer and we are both eventually stopped in front of it’s door. Blitz, rather than knocking on the door, simply opens it and walks in. He turns back to me. “Coming in?” I shrug, so much for pleasantries.
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I blush as he picks up my hoof and kisses it. “P-Pink Petal, my name is Pink Petal.”
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Berry points to him, “Pink Petal, this is Butterscotch.” He points back to me, “Butterscotch, this is Pink Petal.” I smile towards him, he returns it but still seems antsy. Berry waves a hoof. “Don’t worry about him, he likes new ponies but he just needs to get used to them!” I nod understandingly. Berry looks at everyone. “Okay, so where do we begin party ponies?!”
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Everyone immediately digs in and the banter begins, stories of incredible achievements, past relationships, current statuses on jobs. I take a backseat on the action and spectate, grinning as I watch old friends talk and eat. I look down at the plate in front of me, my first real food in days. I pick up a leaf of lettuce and bite into it. Even with the slight aching of my jaw my taste buds explode with flavor as I can finally enjoy something that isn’t candy. I close my eyes, lost in the bliss of crunchy, fresh vegetation. A small part of me ached for meats but that is quickly extinguished as I take another bite. I swallow and grab for more of the delicious food, queuing into the chit chat among the stallions. Apparently there is fierce debate from the far side of the table over just who is the stronger stallion.
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He nods and leans back in his seat. I go back to slowly eating, only to give my stomach something since it is empty. The other stallions were too busy with the festivities to notice my small breakdown and dinner continued unabated. After about ten minutes Dusk stands up and the whole table goes silent. “Hello, friends, all of us here have gotten to know each other quite well over the years, and it’s always a pleasure to celebrate that friendship.” Everyone shows signs of agreement before Dusk continues. “But this celebration is not for that, it is a welcome to our new friend, Pink Petal.” I smile to all the stallions, receiving grins and nods in reply. Dusk raises his glass with his magic. “Cheers to that we become good friends with her and accept her as so.”
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He sets the cup on the table next to me. “It’s no problem.” He stands next to me as I drink deeply from the cup, punch-y goodness right here. “Is it alright if I speak with you for a moment Petal?”
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He points to the cutie mark. “Well, as you know, you were basically transformed to bear children.” I nod, knowing this to be true. He continues and points at my hips. “That is a real flower, the Katigo Lilly, it grows naturally throughout Equestria. It is characteristically known for being pollinated multiple times and flourishing quickly in areas before dying to serious temperature change or predators. It is also known for being a small, dainty flower. The prince seems to have pulled much of his inspiration from it when transforming you, since you are, or at least were, a very small mare compared to the average one. And if I had to guess, I would say you are much more fertile than any normal mare.”
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“Wow…” I whisper, stretching my neck to watch Bubble Berry play a game with his friends. His laughter reaches my ears and I feel a little spark inside of my heart. Dusk Shine sees my expression and smiles, moving out of the way as I walk towards him. Everything around me slows down, the sounds of laughter and merriment, the sound of my hooves all fade away. My peripheral vision goes blurry as my eyes focus intensely on Bubble Berry. I feel my heart jump and then flutter in my chest as Berry catches my gaze and walks towards me, that playful smile that I know and love on his face. Everything stops as we standing in front of each other, muzzles spaced a few inches apart.
I nod and murmur. “Mhmm…” I wrap my forehooves around his neck, hugging him tightly. I sigh contentedly and look at the night sky, thousands of stars shining down towards us, illuminating the streets with their gentle light. The walk back to Sugarcube Corner is peaceful, no words are exchanged, but the feeling of his back muscles flexing and unflexing as he walked, the small lift and fall from him breathing in and out, that is enough.
>>13422921 Aaaand end fic! I hope everyone enjoyed, as normal a big thanks to Twisted Spectrum. Any and all thoughts are appreciated.
Want to read the whole fic? Here is a link to it on FiMFiction.
http://www.fimfiction.net/story/125144/a-full-tummy Zephyr Writefag !!e3ActqGNipi
>>13422884 Of course! Enjoying Scrub's nightmare fuel and eagerly awaiting 5score.
Zephyr update is about halfway done, but going back to school after a few years of full-time work is exhausting and distracting. I think I've got it under control here, though.
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>>13422884 Anon pls go, can't you see we are enjoying our despair.
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>>13422948 Oh, I'll read it tomorrow, too drunk right now.
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Scrub updates, twisted about to ...and I need to go to bed for work;_;
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>>13422921 Even if petals is happy, this is honestly probably the saddest ending that I could have seen coming. Berry broke petals mentally, he had the chance for justice when Mrs. Cake saw the bruise, but was too far gone let it happen.
That being said... I think I'm gonna be a lot more supportive towards rape victims...
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Thread seems a little slow tonight.
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>>13429509 the thread header says stories like that are welcome, so why not. Go for it anon.
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>>13429553 Eh, figured I'd ask since the archived thread got linked last thread. Seemed like it might be a little redundant.
On a hot summer day like today, Ponyville’s local pond is the place to be. Most of the time, it feels like half the town is there, cooling off and relaxing. Today, though, you should have the place to yourself. Everyone’s busy getting ready for the upcoming Summer Sun Celebration, but you managed to sneak off. Procrastination has always come naturally to you, and trying to focus on work in this heat is downright impossible.
Rounding the last bend of the trail, the sparkling water comes into view, partially obscured by a few bushes and trees. You smile, and trot faster towards the pond, eager to rinse off a heavy layer of sweat. Just as you reach the edge of the water, you hear some noises from the other side of a bush. Peeking around it, you spot a couple ponies by the water a little ways away. You recognize Sweet Roll, one of the town’s bakers, lying down and reading a book while her foal, Cinnamon Roll, is playing with a beach ball by the edge of the pond.
You jump back behind the bush, sighing inwardly. The pond was supposed to be all yours today! No one can know you’re skipping work again though, not when you already took more than a few impromptu vacation days last week. You lie down, rubbing your face with your hooves as you think. Maybe if you wait, they’ll leave soon, and you can get in the water. The heat is unbearable, and it’d be a shame to come all the way out here and not cool off. From your position on the shore, the water taunts you with its clear, glassy surface, practically begging to be jumped into.
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>>13429647 A light bouncing noise grabs your attention away from the pond. Looking to the side, you spot a familiar beach ball, sitting less than a foot away from you. You stare blankly at it, as the little unicorn foal from earlier shuffles through the bush, eyes on the ball. Once the Sweet Roll notices her foal is gone, she’ll start looking around. This filly’s gonna blow your cover! Thinking fast, you pick up her beach ball. Making sure she sees, you lightly lob it back over the bush. Or you would have, anyways, if the ball hadn’t gotten stuck on a branch near the top, popping in the process.
The foal just stares up at her beach ball, limp and hanging out of reach on the bush. She lets out a little whine that slowly grows in intensity into full-blown wailing.
“Cinnamon? Where are you?” you hear the mare call. Shit. You try and shush the foal, anything to stop the crying. No luck, she’s fixated on the defeated beach ball. You can hear her mother getting closer. You spin Cinnamon around, and make a goofy face in a last ditch attempt. You might be found out for skipping work, but the last thing you need is an angry mother going off on you for making her filly cry. It seems to work for a moment, the foal stops crying out of confusion. She looks up at you, and starts to sniffle again. Suddenly, her horn starts glowing, and there’s a flash of light as a strange chill runs through your body.
As your vision adjusts from the flash, you notice Cinnamon isn’t crying any more. Actually, she’s giggling and crawling towards you. Mentally, you add ‘Foal Pacifier’ to your list of self-granted titles. Silly faces get them every time. She calmed down just in time, too. You see her mother come into view from behind the bush.
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>>13429666 “There you are, Cinnamon! You had me worried,” Sweet Roll sighs, as she nuzzles the little filly. Breaking away, she turns to look at you. “What do we have here?” she wonders out loud. You go to extend a hoof and introduce yourself, but your arm doesn’t move. Confused, you try to look down and see what’s wrong, but you can’t seem to move your head, either. Panic beginning to well up in your chest, you try to desperately thrash around, trying to move anything. Nothing. You try to yell, to ask the mare for help, but no sound escapes your unmoving lips. You feel something bump into your unmoving leg. You can’t see, but it feels like Cinnamon has grabbed your forehoof in a hug. The unnatural feeling of your leg contorting to the way the foal squeezes it only scares you more, as does the slight squeaking noise you hear. Her curious mother, still inspecting you, stares into your eyes as you try to give her some indication that you need help, pleading for her to notice.
She steps back, “Huh. One of the decorations for the festival must have floated off down here.” Picking her filly up on her back, Sweet Roll smiles at her daughter, “That dough should be done rising anyways. Let’s head back into town, and bring this back with us.”
Decoration? Just what did that little foal do to you? It’s common knowledge that baby unicorns can have spurts of magic, but this is beyond anything you’ve heard of. Urgent, panicked thoughts buzz through your head as you try to make sense of things. You’re momentarily broken out of your frenzied state as the mare effortlessly flips you over. The fall to the ground seems slower than it should be, and as you land on your side, the impact makes a quiet ‘pomf’ sound. From you new vantage point on the ground, you can see part of your reflection in the water.
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>>13429683 Dead, unmoving eyes. Muzzle locked in a permanent smile. Shiny, plastic skin all over. You’ve been turned into an inflatable toy. Unable to move, unable to speak, unable to even cry out of panic and anxiety, there’s nothing left to give any indication that you were ever a living pony. As the reality of the situation begins to slowly close around your shattered mind, you feel something being pulled out of your back, near the base of your tail. A whooshing sound fills your ears as you feel hooves pushing down on your back, forcing your body to twist and bend in ways that should have been impossible. You start to feel a growing pervasive sense of emptiness, as if your body were slowly collapsing in on itself. From somewhere behind you, you can hear Cinnamon whimper a little.
“Calm down kiddo, I can’t carry you and this back to town at the same time. I hope they don’t mind blowing it back up again, though,” your unaware tormentor chuckles. You can only sit in quiet despair as she continues to push the air out of you. Soon, parts of your body are completely deflated. The sensation of the insides of your hooves touching each other is lost among the cacophony of your panicked, buzzing thoughts. Working her way up your back, you can feel your body collapse under the gentle pressure of her hooves, accompanied by the steady whoosh of air out through the valve on your back. She finishes the job by squashing your head and piping the last of your air out, leaving your entire body crumpled and flat on the ground.
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>>13429698 Suddenly, your back hooves are bent up and laid flat against your body. You can feel your tail being pressed on top of your hooves, right before your flank is folded in on top of them. Your body produces squeaking noises of plastic being rubbed together with every fold Sweet Roll makes. The mare continues, folding your forehooves up, tucking them into the rolled-up pile of plastic that is your body. As she finishes wrapping your head along your own side, you can see her face out of your one eye that’s facing outwards.
She picks your folded self up, and swings you around towards her back. For a brief instant, you see the foal that caused all this, the only one who knows you’re not supposed to be a deflated, rolled up bundle of squeaky plastic, sitting comfortably on her mother’s back, drooling and smiling at you without a care in the world. Then, you’re stuffed into a saddlebag, and everything goes dark.
“What a nice visit to the pond,” Sweet Roll muses to herself as she begins her walk back into town.
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>>13429711 The walk back into town is a short one, but now it feels painfully long. Each step Sweet Roll takes jostles your twisted body, eliciting tiny squeaks and reminding you how tightly packed together your limbs are. Nearly every square inch of yourself is folded against another part of your body, and the sensation of plastic being lightly rubbed against most of your body with each bounce is only slightly less maddening than knowing that the material is your own skin. Unable to move, you’re left to spend the whole trip posing countless terrifying what-ifs to yourself. What if no one realizes you’re not supposed to be a pool toy? What if the spell wears off right now, while you’re all folded up? What if you’re stuck like this forever? What if Sweet Roll keeps you and your new life is spent sitting in a dusty box, only to be taken out for the occasional swim? A tiny little voice in the back of your head tells you that imagining these scenarios will only make you feel worse, but trying to calm yourself down is useless against overwhelming fear and anxiety. Frustrated, you mentally scream while going through the motions of flailing your unmoving, lifeless limbs. Being neatly folded into a bundle and placed tightly in a saddlebag is making you claustrophobic. If you still had lungs, you’d be hyperventilating.
Through the fabric of the bag, you can hear muffled noises. Various voices, the clip-clop of multiple sets of hooves, and distant music. Your little caravan must be coming into town. As Sweet Roll walks through the town square, the hubbub tells you that all the ponies in town are working hard to prepare for the celebration. If only you had stayed to help, you wouldn’t currently be folded up in a bag like a towel.
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>>13429727 As you inwardly curse your decision to skip work, you hear a mare’s voice over the general noise of the town, calling out to your unwitting captor, “Sweet Roll! Over here!”
You lurch forward in your bag as your ride comes to a halt, then walks in the direction of the voice. “Cloudy! How’ve you been?”
You hear a drawn-out sigh, “I’ve just been busy getting things ready for tomorrow, but I’m exhausted. It looks like you and Cinnamon are having a nice day, though.”
“We just popped down to the pond to have a little fun while our dough was rising. This little filly just loves playing down by the water,” Sweet Roll responds.
“The pond…,” you can almost hear the longing in Cloudy’s voice, ”I could use a day down there to cool off after all this. I’d better get back to work though, I’ve still gotta figure out where half our balloon supply went!”
“Now that you mention it, there was a weird pony-shaped inflatable toy down by the pond.” Oh, no. The conversation now holds your complete interest. You really hope Sweet Roll isn’t going to do what you think she will. ”Cinnamon found it stuck behind a bush. One of your missing balloons, maybe?”
Light floods your vision as the top of the saddlebag is undone. You’re pulled out of the bag and set on the ground. Luckily, your good eye is facing up, giving you a glimpse of the town, the busy ponies around you, and the curious pegasus mare staring down at you. She inspects your face, prodding your eye with her hoof. It doesn’t hurt, but you try to blink and look away out of instinct. Since your eyes are unmoving plastic, though, nothing happens, and you are treated to a close-up view of Cloudy’s dirty hoof.
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>>13429741 “I’m not sure, but at this point, I’ll take what I can get. Thanks, and I’ll see you two later,” Cloudy says, as she gives a little wave to Cinnamon. Picking you up in her mouth, she turns around and walks off at a decent pace. She’s got a good grip on you, strong enough to feel it through all your folded body parts. The feeling of being bitten simultaneously in what should be distinctly separate places is dizzying, made even worse by the sensation of half your body flopping up and down as the mare trots. As you make your way through the bustling town, you mentally beg for any of the ponies to notice your predicament. Even if they can’t change you back, being treated like the mindless, inanimate object you appear to be is just too much. No one pays you any mind, though. Even if they weren’t busy with their individual tasks for tomorrow’s celebration, you doubt that you would really warrant suspicion. Who would think to investigate a pool toy?
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>>13429757 Suddenly, you find yourself indoors in a large room covered with streamers, signs, and uncountable other ornaments. Ponies scurry around, collecting decorations before darting out the door, to distribute them around town, no doubt. Cloudy weaves around the small mob and ducks into a side room. She spits you out onto the ground, then starts to unfold you. Your flat limbs flop weakly onto the ground as your torso is unrolled. Laid out on the ground, all you can do is look up at the ceiling, where dozens of multicolored balloons rest. Cloudy disappears from your field of vision and moments later, you hear something being dragged over to you. Something cold and hard is pushed into your back, where your valve is. You know what’s about to happen, but you can only muster a mental whimper. You can’t move, speak, or otherwise resist. No one thinks you’re anything but a common inflatable toy now, and you can’t do anything to change that. You may as well try to get comfortable with the situation, because it doesn’t look like it’s going to go away anytime soon. The sharp squeaking noise of a valve from behind you, followed by the sound of rushing air signals the start of your inflation. You try to ignore how alien the feeling of air being forced into your body feels with little success. Focusing on a particularly round balloon near the ceiling, you try to block out your growing anxiety.
Cloudy looks disappointedly at your slowly expanding body, nudging you with a hoof. “This is going to take a while,” she sighs as she turns and walks out of the room. Before long, you hear her muffled voice through the door, talking to another mare. You try to push the realization that you’ll never be able to do something as simple as speak again from your mind as you redouble your efforts to focus on that balloon.
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>>13423029 I am eager for the next update. Weekdays just seem to drag on now, probably due to college. In other words, I'm okay with a weekday update.
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>>13429769 Time feels meaningless now, minutes passing like hours as you try to block the sensation of your body slowly swelling. In your intense focus, it almost seems like the balloon is growing larger. Wait, that’s not right. Breaking out of your concentration, you realize that you can’t feel the ground any more. You can’t see them, but your hooves feel full, and you’re practically bumping up against the ceiling. Where is that mare? You have to be done filling up, but she’s still in the main room, talking to someone, and the hiss of air isn’t getting any weaker. As your entire body starts to feel bloated, making strained noises like an overinflated balloon, your unshakable sense of fear returns. What if you pop? There’s a question you hadn’t panicked about earlier. The balloon from earlier, object of your attentions, fills your vision as your face presses up against it, the rest of your body bumping up against its neighbors. You can feel your artificial skin beginning to weaken at the seams, an uncomfortable pulling sensation accompanied by the concerning noise of stretching plastic. Unable to even close your eyes from fear, all you can do is wait to pop.
Just then, the door swings open and Cloudy walks in. With the eye pointed towards the ground, you see her shocked expression as she sees you floating against the ceiling, just about to burst. She scrambles to the gas tank and turns the valve off as fast as she can, stopping the air flow.
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>>13429783 “Whew, that was a close one!” the mare laughs as she pulls on the air tube, reeling you in towards the ground, “Guess I lost track of time out there.” She swiftly pulls the tube out of your valve, then seals it up before much air can escape, keeping you stuck quite overinflated. As she turns to put the gas tank away, you start to float back up to the ceiling. Stowing the tank, the pegasus turns back to you, and flies up to your level, grabbing you. A shiver runs down where your spine used to be. Stretched out as it is, your plastic skin is apparently very sensitive, and the sensation of Cloudy’s hooves brushing against your distended body as she brings you back to the ground rushes through your head, blowing away your thoughts in a wave of pleasure. It doesn’t last long, though, as the mare loops some thick string around your torso, ties it off, and lets go. Your ascent is halted when she grabs the trailing string in her mouth, leaving you dangling in midair, an overinflated, pony-shaped balloon. Leading with your tether, Cloudy carefully maneuvers you through the door, then pulls you through the crowded decoration storage area, and back out onto the streets of Ponyville.
Now you’re getting some attention. As Cloudy tugs you along, ponies stare, amused, as you float by. Distracted by the breezy, tickling sensation of being pulled through the air, you almost don’t notice where you’re headed. Soon, you’ve stopped in front of the town hall, the focal point of tomorrow’s celebration, where a purple pony seems to be directing workers. Cloudy walks up to her, transferring your string from her mouth to her hoof, and pulling you closer to the ground. “Twilight, where do you want this balloon to go? It’s the largest one I have,” she asks.
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>>13429795 You feel a surge of hope as you recognize the purple mare. Twilight Sparkle, the town’s magician extraordinaire! Cloudy couldn’t have been more of a help. Sure, she almost popped you with her carelessness, but if anyone can recognize your situation and reverse the effects, it’s this mare. She should be able to recognize the latent magic, right? Or maybe she can read your mind, and learn your plight. As long as she can see the reality of your situation, it doesn’t matter.
Twilight looks at you closely as you lightly bob up and down. Her eyes bore into you as you silently wait for her judgement. Finally, she breaks her gaze, looking satisfied.
“Cloudy, this is no balloon,” Twilight chides. Finally! Someone’s figured it out! If your eyes weren’t currently made of plastic, you’d be crying tears of joy.
“Its an inflatable pool toy, see? It’s got seams in the plastic and a valve on the back,” Twilight says pointedly as Cloudy shoots her a deadpan look, “I think it’ll look nice above the town hall entrance.”
As Cloudy grabs your string in her mouth again and flies you up above the town hall entrance, all you can feel is despair. If even Twilight Sparkle couldn’t recognize the effects of your magical mishap, no one will. Cloudy deftly ties your string to a fixture above the entrance, then gives the knots one more check over before flying back down. As you watch the pegasus leave, you wonder if you really will be stuck as an inflatable pool toy forever. From your lofty position above the town hall entrance, you can see dozens of ponies going about their chores, all of them oblivious to your predicament. Nearly all of them, you correct yourself, as you spot a familiar foal waving at you from her mother’s back. Your inanimate body can’t wave back, though. All you can do is sway listlessly in the breeze.
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>>13429811 And that's that. I put it up on fimfiction after I originally posted it in the pool toy thread, so here's the link if you're into that sort of thing.
http://www.fimfiction.net/story/128949/a-day-at-the-pond Anonymous
>>13429834 Is there more, or is that it?
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>>13429834 Great fic, I was in that other thread and I went through and read it a second time here. So many good parts!
>>13430143 Pretty sure that's it. Pretty fantastic IMO, inanimate TF should almost always have 'bad ends' like that, but most writers pussy out and fix everything at the end.
I mean, if you're getting turned into something that can't speak and looks exactly like a toy, well, enjoy your new life buddy.
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Five Score, Divided by Four Twisted Spectrum !JSy8Vf57F6 Mon 09 Sep 2013 07:33:27 No. 13434928 Report Five Score, Divided by Four
>Chapter 25: Generosity Google Doc (mature):
http://derpy.me/TwistedSpectrum FimFic (PG-13):
http://derpy.me/FimFicFiveScore “See? I told you we could take a shower together platonically.”
We step out of the shower and Rarity levitates some towels over to us. She uses one to rub the fur on my back. “Well, first time for everything I guess.”
I shrug then grab a towel and dry Rarity’s legs for her, “Eh, not quite my first time. Applejack and I showered together back on the farm a few times. I mean, as an Earth pony, the only way she even has a chance of cleaning herself is if I go in there with her.”
Rarity carefully pats the side of my wings dry. “Really? You two never did anything? Don’t take this the wrong way Dash, but I figure you and AJ would be more than just platonic friends.” She smirks. “The hard working farm hand and the tomboy? Sounds like a page out a romance novel.”
“Ha, yeah, it does doesn’t it?” I bite my lip and think back to that day when Jack and I actually did that. It was only that one time, and it was way back when we both first became ponies. Damn, it feels like that happened five months ago, crazy to think that only ten days have really passed.
We finish drying each other’s coats for the most part, and then we hear my phone beep in the other room. Rarity drops the towels she was holding and trots towards the noise. “That’s probably them, I’ll get it.” I watch her nude flanks as she trots into the next room, and I realize she left her underwear in here. A slow smile spreads across my face.
>>13434928 “Dash, darling, that was Shining and Twilight. They said they were on the hotel grounds. I gave them the room number, they should be here in--.”
“Oh, darling, that’s just splendid!” I trot into the room mimicking her mannerisms, and purposefully rocking my hips back and forth and swishing my tail.
“RAINBOW DASH!” Rarity exclaims, half yelling, half whispering.
“Oh? Do you like the new look?” I twirl around, showing Rarity my backside. I’m wearing her socks, garter belt, and black lace panties.
She leaps towards me and starts pulling the garments off with her magic. “Dash! Girls don’t share underwear!”
I laugh, biting my lip as I feel her pull her underwear off me using magic. I’ll admit, that feels really strange. “Oh, they don’t? Are you sure?” She shakes her head at me, then puts the garments back on her body. I grin mischievously. “I warmed them all up for you.”
Rarity blushes, “Great, just great.” She pauses and looks up at me, still blushing. “You know, these did look really good on you. Something to be said for black lace highlighted by that rainbow tail of yours.”
I look over at the unicorn mare, her coy smile going perfectly along with her wet mane and gorgeous frame. I can’t help but feel a pang of jealousy. “Rarity, I gotta say, Shining is the luckiest guy on the planet.”
She blushes darker and looks at the ground for a moment, but before she can form a reply there is a knock on the door. The muffled voice of Twilight comes through. “It’s us, open up please!”
I glance at Rarity. “Speak of the devil.” I trot forwards, but before I get anywhere I see the doorknob glow blue by Rarity’s magic. I smile as Rarity opens the door with telekinesis, and I shake my head for a moment. “Pfft, show off.”
“Oh please Dash, you have no standing to use that phrase word against someone else.” Rarity says, amused.
>>13434940 I turn back and stick my tongue out at her. “Takes one to know one!”
She returns the juvenile gesture. “Takes one to know, that it takes one to know one”
I laugh, “That doesn’t even make sense!”
Rarity opens her mouth to say something, but then I see her eyes go wide as she glances past me. “Oh... hello.”
I turn back around and see Shining and Twilight standing in the doorway, watching the two of us. Twilight raises an eyebrow. “You two are certainly getting along very well. What did I miss?”
Rarity ignores her completely. “Shining! You’re back!” She trots forward to the stallion, and he closes the remaining distance.
The two embrace in an equine hug. “I’ve missed you so much Rarity. I was so worried about you.”
She smiles, and glances over at me. “I was safe, Rainbow Dash was protecting me.”
Shining’s ears drop slightly and he looks over at me. I awkwardly rub the back of my neck with a hoof. “Well, come on Rarity, I only managed to save you because Shining here managed to escape that cell and he found me and told me what to do to save you. So really, he’s the one that saved you not me.”
“Well, all that matters is you’re safe.” Shining smiles as he looks back and Rarity and they kiss.
Twilight, standing just a foot away from the kissing couple, smacks her lips in boredom. “That’s nice. So, now what’s the plan? We’re all here, and we’re all safe, what do we do?”
I stretch. “Like I said before, we head for Iowa to meet up with the rest of the mane six. It’s also much safer there, and we have food and medicine stockpiled.”
Shining breaks his kiss with Rarity and glances over at me. “Yeah, well we have no way of getting there.”
I look out the window. “First things first, we need a way out of the city. To do that we’re going to--.”
Twilight waves a hoof and cuts me off. “Before we start making plans, where is Pinkie? All this splitting up is driving me crazy."
>>13434955 I nod. “Good idea, she’s in room 226.” Rarity tilts her head and stares at me, but I ignore her and walk over to my bag, find the key, and toss it with my mouth towards Twilight. “That’s the key for her room, 226 is just down the hall.”
“Dash!” Rarity stares at me and gestures towards the key I threw to Twilight.
“Hmm?” I play innocent.
“You had the key to Pinkie’s room this entire time?”
I smile. “Of course, she gave it to me last night in case one you or I didn’t want to sleep in this room.”
The white unicorn is at a loss for words. “But you, I, you said I was stuck here and we had to share the bed!”
I laugh softly. “I never said that.”
I abruptly cut off my laughter as I spot Shining staring at Rarity and me, his eyebrows creased and his ears slanted forwards. “What’s about you and Rarity sharing a bed?”
Rarity playfully waves a hoof at me. “Oh relax Shining, it’s just girls here.”
I look at Shining and smile. “Yeah Shining, come on, what could we possibly have done?”
Twilight shakes her head and turns to leave the room to go get Pinkie. “You ponies are crazy.”
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“Well I’m plum tuckered out of ideas Shining.” Pinkie says to me, but I’m not really listening to her.
“Shining Armor, darling, are you okay? You look distracted?” Rarity nuzzles my side.
I smile at her. “I’m just thinking things through Rarity, I’m fine.”
Rainbow Dash rolls her eyes. “Well, mind sharing your thoughts with us over here? We’re kinda low on ideas on how to get out of this city.”
I scoff and turn away. Dash is starting to get on my nerves, she’s really acting like she owns the place, and Twilight and Rarity are treating her like she’s part of the gang. She’s not though! Tom, Harry, my sister, and I have been friends for years before this whole thing started. Dash just barges in here and thinks she can be close with everyone, and then has the gall to try and lead us?
>>13434962 Rarity looks up at me again. “Shining, you’re grinding your teeth.”
I stand up and stretch my neck, putting aside my thoughts for now. “Okay, so, about our escape plan. So far we all agree on the basics, we wait for nightfall, then escape the city on hoof. Once off the grid we head east, somehow.”
Pinkie Pie nods happily. “That much is certain!”
Dash nods and starts tapping on her phone using a stylus from her wrist band thing. “Right, as far as heading east looks, here is the plan. Looks like the Amtrak line from Vancouver to Seattle runs past the city at 11pm.” She pauses for a second and does a few more taps on her phone. “If we hop on that one and go south to Everett, we can then change tracks and hitch a ride on a freight line running east through Montana...”
I give her a confused look. I know she traveled up here using the train lines, and with her wings she was able to hide on the roofs of the train cars, and then fly up to the clouds to hide when the trains stopped at checkpoints. And that was great and all, but she did realize we weren’t all pegasus right? Playing stowaway won’t really work, there are five of us, we need something more, well, roomy.
She continued on, “Then, past Salt Lake, we are going to have to found a mountain line running south--”
I cut her off, “Dash, question.”
“What’s up chief?”
I smirk, wanting to make her feel stupid in front of everyone. “How come you made the trip up here by yourself?”
“Well, Flutters really didn’t want to, and AJ and Mac didn’t have wings so they couldn’t do all the train stuff. In the end we decided I was the only one who could really make the trip like this.”
“Mmhmm.” I nod.
Dash turns back to her phone. “Okay, so once we are out of Utah we can--”
“Dash.” I cut her off again.
“What?” She snaps, annoyed at the continued interruptions.
>>13434976 “There are five ponies here that have to make the trip.” I inform Dash.
“Yeah, I know, I can count.” She rolls her eyes.
I grit my teeth, “Dash, there are five ponies, two with wings and three without.”
Dash claps her hooves sarcastically, “Very good Shining! Now, can you tell me what color is a firetruck?”
I snap, “Damnit Dash, you’re stupid-ass train idea won’t work! Three of us can’t fly! Celestia damn it, you’re thick.”
Defeat falls across Dash’s face and her ears drop as she realizes her plan sucks. But before I can take satisfaction in my win, Rarity jabs me in the side. “Shining! Cool your ego. You could have politely told Dash that fact at the start instead of throwing insults around and raising your voice.”
Before I could apologize to Rarity, I hear Dash beat me to it. “The fault was mine Rarity, I’m sorry.”
I glance over at Dash, her ears flat and her head submissive and down before Rarity. I glance back at my mare friend, smiling sympathetically at Dash. Wait, what the heck is going on here? Dash and I argue, and Rarity defends Dash? And then Dash bows and apologizes to Rarity before I have the chance to do so? What, no, Rarity and I are together, how did this pegasus get between us?
I take a step back, “I don’t like this...”
“Don’t like what darling?” Rarity looks up at me and gives me a calm look. I was about to stammer some sort of question, but an incoming phone call distracts us. Rarity’s ears perk up and she trots over to the bed stand. “My personal cell!”
I trot behind her, quite surprised by the phone call and totally forgetting about the current events with her and Dash. “Who is it?”
Rarity glances at the screen and tilts her head curiously. “It’s my parents... my parents never call me.” She magically lifts a nearby stylus and accepts the phone call before bringing the phone to her ear. “Hello?”
>>13434993 I want to stop her and inform her answering the phone as Rarity is a terrible idea, but hey, they were her parents.
There’s a brief pause of silence, then my large pony ears pick up a voices from the phone’s speaker. “Oh, I’m sorry lady, I think this is the wrong number...”
Rarity stammers, “What? Mom, please wait! It’s me. Rarity.” There’s a slight pause before she quickly corrects herself, “I mean Tom, I’m T--.”
*click* The line gets closed from the other side.
Rarity’s ears slowly drop and she lowers the phone. Twilight speaks up from behind me. “If they call back, don’t pick it up.”
I sigh with understanding and put a hoof on the white mare’s shoulder. “Rarity, your voice has totally changed. You can’t call your parents.”
She nods slowly, “Yeah, I know. But they never call unless it’s an emergency. I really wanted to talk to them.” She sighs again and stares at the phone.
Pinkie waves a hoof in the air, “Just text them and ask what’s up!”
Rarity says nothing but magically grabs the phone stylus and gets to work tapping out a message.
I look back waiting for Dash to make a witty remark about the situation, but she remains quiet and stares at the ground for a while before speaking. “Rarity can text them for now, but what about tomorrow. Or a week from tomorrow. Or next month. Or next year...” She looks around and sighs before stating what was on our minds. “Don’t get me wrong, I’m adapting to the fact that I’m a pony right now. But the more days that pass, the more I realize how much of our humanity we really lost, and how many things we can never get back.”
I bite my lip and look around, noticing everyone looking quite somber. I make eye contact with Pinkie and gesture with my eyebrows: Come on woman, this is why you’re here, brighten the mood!
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>>13435015 Pinkie nods and puts a smile on. “Cheer up, Rarity! Once this settles we can find a way to change you back!”
Dash gives Pinkie a look and shakes her head no. Twilight joins in, “That’s probably not going to happen, Pinkie.”
Pinkie nods. “Well, that’s okay! Um, well, once this settles maybe you can just go to your parents as a pony and live with them like that!”
Rarity continues to tap at her phone and waits a few seconds before replying in a dead tone. “My father used to ride horses for sport, but he stopped when he met mother because she loathes animals.” She pauses to sigh. “And half of my childhood memories of my father are him telling me how much he loved having a son, and chauvinistically telling me how much he wants me to become a real man when I grow up.” She sighs again and taps her phone a few more times before hitting send and putting it back on the table. “So, no, I’m not going back to them as a mare.”
I see Dash take a few steps towards the depressed mare, but then Dash pauses, looks over at me, and gestures with her neck to tell me to go to Rarity. I nod and approach the mare I love, bringing my body alongside her’s and letting her head rest on my shoulder. “We’ll think of something, Rarity.”
“Yeah, sure we will.” She says half-heartedly, then leans harder into me as a tear falls down her cheek. “I’m just so glad you’re here with me Shining. I’m glad all of you are with me. I couldn’t do this by myself, I just couldn’t.”
“We’ll get through this.” I pat her with my hoof, my eyes moving back to her phone as it buzzes from an incoming text message. “What did your message to them say by the way?”
“I said I was at a party and a girl grabbed my phone, and I can’t call back because of loud music right now.” Rarity lights up her horn to pick up her phone. “I don’t know how much longer I can keep lying to my parents like this.”
Pinkie appears at our side, smiling. “Well that’s okay, ‘grandfather say it never rain everyday’ so you should be getting some good news from them next and--”
>>13435046 Twilight paces in a circle. “But if the train idea doesn’t work, how do we get to Iowa? We can’t steal a car and drive it 2000 miles without getting caught. Even more importantly, how do we get out of this city during the middle of the day? The plan was to wait until nightfall in order to leave.”
Pinkie scratches her chin with a hoof. “I can call Starbreezer, but he went back to Seattle, so he’s like two hours away.”
Twilight shakes her head. “Even if he was here, we can’t ask him to drive us halfway across the country. And even if he wanted to, five ponies would not fit in one car.”
I start picking up things we unpacked in the room, “So, we need something to get us out of the city, and then something to get us over the Rocky Mountains.”
Pinkie shrugs. “Well, could we just walk there? We’re not exactly in a rush to get there, right?”
Twilight laughs softly, “Pinkie, it’s 2000 miles and it’s over mountains. Walking in a group of five, we could realistically only manage 20-30 miles per day. It would be autumn by the time we got there.”
I see Rarity chew on her lip for a second, then pick up her phone. I turn back to my sister. “First things first, how do we get out of here in broad daylight when the cops are on the way?”
Pinkie shrugs, “Call a taxi?”
Twilight dismisses it with a hoof wave, “Cab companies work closely with the police. Not to mention five ponies wouldn’t fit in one taxi, and taking two taxis would double our chances of getting caught.”
I raise an eyebrow as I see Rarity start dialing a number on her phone. I turn back to Twilight. “And we have no way of paying for a taxi. Most around here only take cash, and all we have are a few low-spending limit credit cards that Twilight and I have.”
Twilight nods, “We might be in trouble here, I guess we just hoof through the city in broad daylight and hope for the best.”
>>13435058 Rarity speaks into her phone. “Why hello, if I purchase your service, do you include executive transport to your location?”
I tilt my head at Rarity, and hear the person on the other end of the phone reply. “Of course ma’am, we have complementary drivers standing by in the city at all times.”
Rarity smiles. “Fantastic, my acquaintances and I are ready for immediate pick up. As soon as we arrive at your location we will be purchasing your A1 product line, distance 2000 miles.” Rarity gives the woman on the phone her address. “Oh, and my acquaintances and I are very strict on privacy and confidentiality. I imagine this won’t be a problem for a company as respectable as yours?”
“Client privacy is our number one goal ma’am. A driver is on his way, he will be there to take you and your bags in approximately ten minutes.”
“Splendid.” Rarity ends the call and looks over at us. “Well, that’s taken care of, I got us transport.”
I nod happily, “Transport away from this hotel, or transport to Iowa?”
“Both.”
~~~
The wind blows through my full spectrum mane as I patrol the roof, checking all the streets for signs of approaching police. So far it looks pretty quiet, and this is a great vantage point too. I can see the highway exit that leads here, that gives us a good five minute warning if the police really are coming.
I sit my plot down and watch the streets, reflecting on things. I’m not sure what to think about Shining. He really likes Rarity, which I fully understand, but I’m starting to get the feeling that he doesn’t like me being here. Maybe before I was here, he was always in charge, and now I’m taking that from him? Gah, we have enough drama going on without a pissing contest over who is more qualified to lead the mares to Iowa.
>>13435083 Granted, that’s not even up to debate really, it’s obviously me. I mean, I’m the most physically fit pony here, and I know the most about what’s going on. Not to mention, hello, I’m freakin Rainbow Dash. Pretty sure I get to lead just by nature of being best pon--.
My thoughts are interrupted by a purple flash behind me. I spin around and see Shining standing a few feet away. He nods his head. “See anything yet?”
I sigh, I bet he came up here to try and assert his dominance and show me that he’s in charge of things. Whatever, this vantage point thing was all my idea.
I wave a hoof to the north. “A cop car came to a stop about one block away from here, and it’s just waiting for something.”
Shining nods, “It’s probably the first car on the scene. Standard protocol for stuff like this is for him to wait for backup before he approaches the target.” Shining pauses and sighs. “The cavalry won’t be far behind.”
I lower my ears, I do actually feel bad about that whole thing. “Sorry about all that by the way, this is all my fault. If I didn’t fly like I did and alarm the military, none of this terrorist threat stuff would be here making things difficult for us.”
Shining gently nudges my shoulder. “Oh come on, my friends and I were the ones who blew up the bookstore and started all this mess. Besides, I’m the one that told you to fly like that.” He flashes me a gentle smile. “A flight, which by the way, was pretty badass. I didn’t think anything could move that fast that didn’t have a jet engine attached to it.”
I blush slightly, finally, someone here actually appreciates my awesome flight prowess. Kind of funny how Shining of all ponies is the one to bring it up. I paw a hoof at the ground. “Heh, yeah, I’m pretty awesome.”
Shining laughs. “ My god, that narcissism. You really are Rainbow Dash, you know that?”
>>13435098 I smile. “Hey, come on, I don’t love myself because of my ego. I just love myself because I’ve always loved Rainbow Dash. Then, well, I’m sorta became her.”
He sits down next to me and looks out onto the streets below. “Well, you did sort of luck out here, becoming the pony you always liked. This whole nightmare is probably a dream come true for you. Lucky...”
I sit down against him, maybe I was wrong about Shining. Sure we have our differences, but he seems like a pretty cool stallion. I affectionately rest my head on his shoulder. “I wouldn’t say it’s a dream come true, but sure, some parts of it have been pretty nice. Come on though, you lucked out more than I did. Believe it or not, I was a guy before all this.” I pause and nod slowly. “But now, I’m completely female, both inside and out. You got to keep your gender, and you’re sleeping with Rarity. I mean wow, you won the jackpot among us.”
Shining blushes. “Rarity and I were old friends back when we were humans. But you’re wrong about avoiding the gender roulette. This unicorn stallion used to be a svelte little girl.”
I eye his muscles up and down, “Really? Wow, well you came out nice. How’s the new equipment working out for you?”
He looks at me and raises an eyebrow. “Ask Rarity.”
I bite my tongue and smile. “Yeah, yeah, rub it in why don’t you. You have the manhood I no longer have, and you’re sharing a bed with Rarity, the second most attractive mare here.”
Shining looks at me and smirks, “Oh? And who’s number one? Twilight?”
“Pfft, please.” I toss my mane back. “Purple smart has nothing on this body of mine.” I look back at my flanks and sigh softly. “It’s sort of sad my own body doesn’t turn me on anymore, but I guess that was bound to happen once my mind starting to really think of it as my own body.
>>13435114 But hey, I have memories of before...” I wave a foreleg across my flank. “And my past self will confirm, this body is as sexy as it gets.”
Shining erupts into laughter. “Keep telling yourself that honey. I’d rank you above nearly all other ponies, but Rarity still holds the very top spot.”
I stammer as I realize that this large, handsome stallion just told me that, in his eyes, I am more beautiful that most other ponies. I feel myself blush deep red and I turn my head away from his. “Uh, thanks, you’re up there too Shining...”
A short silence falls upon us, and then the stallion gives out a soft, nervous chuckle. “You know, the night before this all really happened, I was looking around for some clop and I found this video were Shining and Rainbow Dash...” The unicorn stops talking and gives out an awkward, forced cough.
I facehoof, the side of my vision telling me that Shining is blushing just as hard as I am. “Yes, I know the video. And no, let’s never talk about that video again, are you trying to make things awkward here?”
Shining lets out an uncharacteristic giggle, “Hey, you started it all with your ‘check out my amazing flanks’.”
I laugh with him then rest my head on his shoulder. “I only said that because I knew you were looking at them.”
Shining blows the mane out of his eyes. “Not my fault, I’m used to mares wearing underwear around here, you sort of have everything on full display. I can’t help but look! You were a guy once, you surely remember that tendency?”
“Remind me to not walk in front of you.” I blush again. “I don’t want Rarity suspecting that I’m trying to steal you away from her.”
Shining tilts his head and pauses for a second. “Wait... are you?”
I spot movement down the street and stand up. “Vehicle approaching the hotel.”
>>13435125 “It’s fine, that’s our ride.” Shining quickly dismisses my attempt to change the subject. “Dash, what did you mean by that wording back there?”
I give a sly smile. “What are you talking about?”
Shining bites his lip. “Come on Dash, I was a girl once, don’t play these game with me.”
I laugh. “Well then I think this is more than fair. I had to live twenty five years of girls tormenting me like this.”
He leans towards me. “Ah, so you are playing coy with me.”
I watch as the vehicle comes to a stop in front of the hotel. “Well, the ride’s here, we should go.”
I take a step forward, but Shining holds out a hoof to stop me. “Dash, come on, before we go back to the others, tell me what your feelings are here.”
I roll my eyes. “Dude, you have Rarity, don’t worry about me.”
He nods, “And I truly love her with all my heart and want to have a family with her. But come on, I’m curious here.” I give him a look but say nothing, so he presses the matter. “Come on, I order you to tell me.”
I can’t help but laugh in his face. “Order me? Please, you literally have no standing. I came up here to protect my friends, not because I’m your scout to order around.”
Shining creases his eyebrows. “Dash, this is my show to run. I’m the leader here.”
“Not a chance, sorry.”
He sighs. “I’m the Captain of the Guard, I’m in charge.”
I sit back and cross my forelegs. “And I’m a Captain of the Wonderbolts.”
Shining scoffs, “My sister is an alicorn!”
“So? I’m an Element of Harmony. Mane six for life!” I try to make a gang sign, but then remember that don’t have fingers.
Shining rolls his eyes. “Well I’m the only guy here, so I’m in charge.”
I stand back up and grin. “You’re right, you are the guy... in a pure matriarchal society. Mares are the leaders among ponies, sorry Shining.” He opens his mouth, but then stops and bites his tongue.
>>13435146 I pat him on the shoulder, “It’s okay Shining, I need a good number two.”
“Dream on sister.”
I peer off the roof and spot the ponies emerge from the bushes and head towards our waiting ride. “Come on captain, our ride is waiting.”
I hop off the roof and glide down to land next to the mares. Rarity gives me a look. “Where is Shining? You guys were all alone up there for quite a while.”
I shake my head innocently. “Rarity, do you really take me for the type of pony who goes goes around sleeping with everyone she sees?”
She gives me a suspicious glare and a smile, but says nothing. A second later Shining teleports beside her. “Hey girls, this is our ride?”
Twilight nods. “It’s what Rarity ordered for us, still not sure why she choose a limo.”
I eye the luxurious, executive stretch limo before us. “Damn, I haven’t ridden in one of these since Prom.”
Rarity makes her way to the driver’s side door. “We can’t really trust a taxi to slip past the police, but no one expects a limo to be carrying fugitives. Besides, it came at no charge as part of the service I bought us.”
I tilt my head. “What service?”
Rarity trots towards the driver’s door and waves a hoof at the window. A moment later the window rolls down and a well dressed guy pokes his head out to stare at her. “Umm, hello?”
Rarity bows. “Why yes, hello! I am Ms. Rarity and these are my acquaintances. I believe you are here to pick us up?”
>>13435161 The driver’s brain freezes as he attempts to process the fact that his pick up customer is a small, talking unicorn. Not only that, she is more polite than any of the normal executives he picks up. He steps out of the car and looks down at her, then back at the other ponies. “I, umm. I’m here for a Rarity, party of five, but you’re...” Confused, his brain just falls back on his training. “Hello ma’am, thank you for selecting Bellingham Aviation Services: Your gateway to the Pacific Northwest. My name is Mark, and I will be your driver today. Do you have any luggage you need help with?”
The driver slowly goes to the passenger door and holds it open for Rarity, a confused look still plastered across his face. Rarity bows slightly and takes him up on his offer. “Why yes, thank you kindly Mark. Our bags are all over there, next to my dear friend Twilight.” Rarity waves a hoof behind her. “She is the purple one with the wings.”
Rarity steps into the limo and I slowly trot towards the open door as well. To say this was a strange encounter would be an understatement, though I daresay it is a hundred fold more awkward for the driver. I enter the limo and give a small nod to him, attempting to mimic Rarity’s professionalism. “Thanks for coming on time Mark, always appreciated.”
“Of course, customer service is our highest priority.” He nods, staring at my tail as I hop into the luxurious transport.
Mark moves to get the bags as the other other ponies hop into the limo. Even with five equines in here, the stretch limo has plenty of room. Oh and hey, there are even little bags of peanuts and M&Ms back here! “Don’t mind if I do.” I mutter as I grab a handful of snacks and stuff them into my saddle bag.
>>13435172 Rarity beats me in that regard, as a second later I hear the popping of a cork. I glance over at her to see her magically holding a bottle of champagne she took from the mini fridge. A series of champagne flutes join the bottle in the air, and she starts pouring drinks.
Pinkie rocks back and forth in her seat, tapping her hooves on the mahogany trim. “Woohoo, I’ve never ridden in a super fancy car like this before!”
Twilight eyes Pinkie and nods. “Yeah, this is quite a treat.” Twilight pauses as Rarity magics passes a glass of champagne over to her. “Certainly beats running through forests on hoof, that’s for sure.”
I’m in the middle of devouring a packet of pretzels when Mark gets back in the driver’s seat and looks over his shoulder at us ponies. He clears his throat, “So, um, are any other colored horses coming, or shall we be on our way?”
Rarity sips her champagne and smiles. “We are ponies my dear, and yes, this is our full party. Take us to the destination please.”
He gives us all one more look, and I eagerly wave my hoof at him. “Hey Mark, thanks for the snacks by the way.”
He nods, but is too addled to reply, so he just faces forward and starts the engine. Rarity lets out a sigh and takes another swig of champagne. “Girls, help yourself to all the snacks, they are all already paid for.”
Twilight picks up a single bag of peanuts and eyes the white mare. “Rarity, how did you pay for all this? Your credit card was canceled. An executive limo? I mean, good thinking this should get us safely out of the city, but don’t these cost hundreds of dollars?”
Rarity says nothing and pours herself more champagne. I raise an eyebrow and ask her more questions. “And where are we going? The guy said he works for aviation services? You don’t seriously think we can get through airport security and fly coach back to Iowa.”
>>13435192 Rarity downs her second glass of champagne and licks her lips. “Who said anything about flying coach?”
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“A Gulfstream G650!?” My jaw drops open and I stare at Rarity. The limo drove straight out onto the airport tarmac and pulled up alongside a sleek private jet.
“Ooh, that plane is super shiney.” Pinkie claps her hooves together. “Will there be more snacks on board Rarity?”
I wave a hoof at the most expensive private jet in the world. “Of course it has snacks! It’s a Gulfstream 6! It has a full kitchen, beds, satellite TV, a wet bar, probably a personal chef too!”
Twilight looks at me, and then out the window at the jet. “It’s really that luxurious?”
“Well, I think we know how we are getting to Iowa.” Shining joins her in staring out the window at the jet.
Our driver opens our door, then moves to start unloading our luggage. I turn to Rarity. “You’re serious about this? You chartered a premium private jet?”
She nods slowly, “It’s the least I could do, I owe so much to all of you.”
I rub the back of my neck with a hoof. “Yeah, but, won’t your parents be really upset that you just spent god knows how much of their money to charter a personal jet and fly across the country in it?”
Rarity stands up and makes for the door. “Oh, don’t worry about my parents.”
I tilt my head and want to ask her what she means, but she’s already out on the tarmac. I pause to allow Twilight and Pinkie to leave after her, then I turn to Shining. “Hey, ‘Captain’, are you worried any of these humans will report us?”
He nods slowly. “I think we should be okay. I mean, how much do you think this plane charter costs?”
“Probably more than you make in a year.” I glance back at the plane again. “Or two.”
Shining winces. “Well, I suppose that’s good. Companies that deal with rich clientele are generally very, very protective of their customers.”
>>13435206 Over the whine of the idling jet engines, I hear the Gulfstream's door open and the stairs unfold. “Right, let’s get going.”
Shining and I leave the limo and pay our thanks to the driver as he drops off our bags. He looks at us one last time before shaking his head and getting back in the limo. Meanwhile, a stewardess climbs down the the plane’s stairs and greets us in a surprisingly calm manner. “Hello, Ms. Rarity and her party. My name is Vicki and I will be your cabin attendant today. The jet is all fueled and ready for you, is your destination still Iowa City?”
I exchange glances with Shining and Twilight, all of us really confused at how well this stewardess is taking an encounter with talking, colorful ponies.
Rarity remains unphased. “Yes, thank you Vicki, our destination is Iowa City. Well, actually, hold on one moment.” She turns back to me. “Rainbow Dash, my dear, are there any other airports closer to your farm? You said your town was a few hours drive from Iowa City?”
I nod, thinking back to my hometown. “Well, yeah, there is the Muscatine Municipal Airport. That’s a pretty small, podunk airstrip though.”
Vicki smiles and nods. “I’ll inform the captains and they will find out if we can land there. You may enter the plane now if you wish, I’ll get your bags.”
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The soft whine of the jet engines hums in the background as I sip a cocktail, watching Vicki make her way around the cabin with a tray of hot food. We are about five hours into the flight, and apparently that made it time for dinner or something. In any case, this cabin attendant hasn’t skipped a beat, she even made us the all the vegetarian option without even asking.
>>13435215 Clearly, flight attendant school taught her well. I smile to myself as I imagine how such a day in lecture could work ‘Remember, when you’re on a plane, if your customers are small horses, be sure to realize that they will all be herbivores, and change the dinner menu accordingly!’
I laugh at my thoughts and look up to see her bringing a tray of something towards me. Vicki was a touch apprehensive at the start of the flight, and understandably so. But now she is really is full of confidence and doesn’t seem at all scared to talk to us. She brings over a plate of food for me. “Hello, would you like a bruschetta and melted asiago pastry... um, miss?” Vicki tilts her head slightly as she tries to guess my gender.
I grab a pastry with my hooves, giggling slightly from my alcohol buzz. “Yes. And yes, I am a Miss. The name is Rainbow Dash.”
Vicki smiles politely, “Of course, I should have known.”
I munch on the bread. “Mmhmm, the mane gives it away.” I watch as Vicki turns to head back to the kitchen area. I pause for a second, then finally decide to go for it. “Vicki! Wait one second.”
Shining, sitting on a luxurious sofa across from me with Rarity at his side, looks up at me as I motion with a hoof for the cabin attendant to come back. Vicki walks back, still smiling politely like she always does. “Yes, Rainbow Dash?”
I chuckle, then set my tasty pastry down. “Vicki, it’s really, really awesome that you’re treating us like normal customers. Honestly, super awesome job there--.”
“It is actually very refreshing.” Shining adds from behind her.
I continue, “But, um, elephant in the room here, the flight is almost over, how are you not at all shocked or curious by the fact that your plane is occupied by small, colorful, talking ponies?”
>>13435227 Vicki’s face flushes red and she purses her lips for a moment before nervously looking in both directions. Then she lowers her voice. “I have no idea what’s going on, but this is my first week on the job. I don’t know if this is some kind of test from the company, or...”
Twilight, sitting a ways to my side, answers for me. “Yeah, sure, maybe that’s it.” She nods at the human. “You’re doing great Vicki.”
I wait a moment for the human to head back to the kitchen before turning to Twilight. “Sorry for bringing up the question, but, come on, I had to ask.”
The mare nods. “I understand, I was quite curious myself. I almost thought she was medically blind or something.”
“As good a guess as any, I suppose.” I sigh with content and lean back into the cushions, patting my full belly with a hoof.
Shining nods before sipping at his champagne. “Now this is the best way to fly.”
I lazily wave a hoof in his general direction. “No, flying with your own wings, hopping around on fluffy clouds, and having total freedom of movement. That is the best way to fly.” I pause to take another bite of this delicious pastry. “But this, this is a very close second.”
“I’m just glad we all got out of the city in one piece, and we’re all on the way to meet the other ponies,” says Rarity. She looks surprisingly somber, and she taps the call button for the flight attendant.
“Hear hear, cheers for Rarity! Finding a way to bring friends together.” Shining and I raise our glasses to her, and Rarity just shrugs and smiles softly.
Our toast is interrupted by Vicki, coming to answer Rarity’s page. The unicorn looks up at the human as she approaches. “Vicki, how long until we land?”
>>13435242 “We got clearance to land at Muscatine’s airport, and we should have wheels touch down in fifteen minutes. There is a complimentary limo waiting for your party on the tarmac, and he has instructions to take you to whatever destination you have in the area.”
Rarity nods, “That’s most excellent Vicki, you have been fantastic. I’ll take the bill now, if you have it.”
“Of course.”
The cabin steward heads to the back, and Shinings gets up and stretches. “Landing in fifteen minutes? Well heck, I gotta pee first.” He glances at me. “Dashie, where are the bathrooms on this thing?”
I roll my eyes, only Pinkie can call me that name. “There’s in the back.” I wave a hoof at them. “But Celestia knows how you’re going to manage to use an airplane lavatory as a stallion.”
Rarity chuckles. “Yeah, best of luck with that darling.”
Shining scoffs at us, then heads to the back. A moment later Vicki returns with a clipboard and thick stack of papers. “Mrs. Rarity, the bill.”
Rarity nods and magics the clipboard out of Vicki’s hands, eliciting a confused look from the human as she sees her papers and pens just float away from her. Rarity scans the bill. “And the final total is where?”
Vicki walks around behind the mare and points at the page. “This is the amount, included is a 5% gratuity. We accept any corporate credit lines, offshore bank accounts, as well as American Express and--.”
At the back of the plane, Pinkie stats telling a joke to Twilight, and I hear Shining stop by them and roar with laughter. I try to ignore them and continue to eavesdrop on Rarity paying the bill. Her credit cards were all cancelled, how on Earth could she possibly afford to...
>>13435262 My pupils go wide as I see her pull something out of her bag, then she takes the pen in her magic, signs, and hands the payment over to Vicki. My mouth drops open. “Rarity...”
The unicorn glances up at me as Vicki says her thanks and makes her way to the back of the jet to prepare for landing. Rarity lets out a soft sigh and puts her things away. “Don’t look at me like that Dash.”
“You paid for it all.”
She breaks eye contact and turns to looks out the window. “It was nothing. Dash, my parents are rich, right?”
I tilt my head and lean closer to her. “Rarity, you signed a personal check. That wasn’t your parent’s money. It was yours.”
She bites her tongue and stares straight ahead. The silence is interrupted by the ‘fasten seatbelt’ tone as the plane begins its final approach into Muscatine. A few seconds pass and Rarity nods slowly. “Twenty five years. Twenty of them spent working. Lemonade stands, mowing the grass, shoveling snow, cleaning tables in restaurants, spending countless weekends working a cash register, and then graduating college and working full time in the graphic arts.” She swallows a lump in her throat. “I had a some money saved up Dash.”
My heart drops. “Rarity... your life savings.”
She glances at me, her eyes wet, but a smile on her face. “I’m glad I could use it for something as important as this.” Her smile grows a little wider. “Six best friends, being reunited after twenty five years. I think that’s worth the price, right?”
I feel my facial expression match hers as I nod. “It’s priceless Rarity.”
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>End ch25 ~~~~~~
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Requesting a fluttershy TF.
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Shurik
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>>13435273 You're making her so sweet and nice. I'm so fucking love it.
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>>13435273 I was wondering how the heck you were going to get them to Iowa. Never expected them to be in the lap of luxury.
Now the fun begins, bringing the party all together. Keep doing what you do, Twisted. This is easily my favorite fic.
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>>13422948 Think there's a chance for an epilogue showing Petal with a foal and a bun in the oven? Just to see how her new life as a housewife is.
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>>13429834 Hey, nice fic to change things up around here.
>>13435273 Fantastic, as per usual
>>13422948 Damn, that as a perfect ending, but I'm sad that fetish fuel is over.
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>>13442184 Yes, awesome drawings) And dat ending)
Zephyr Writefag !!e3ActqGNipi
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>>13442184 You draw for us, and recruit other people to drawfag for us?
You are the hero PTFG deserves.
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>>13442076 >>13442055 >>13442085 >>13442103 >>13442115 >>13442131 >>13442147 >>13442161 >>13442171 >>13442184 Huh, that's a nice work, congrats to TetraPony!
It's a pity he lost his job, though.
Also, is that a fishing rod on his ass?
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>>13442184 Made a gif of it
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>>13442519 >Also, is that a fishing rod on his ass? He works in advertising.
>>13443136 >unspills his coffee jaramat
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>>13443734 Hah, now that got me to giggle.
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>>13442184 What Zephyr said!
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>>13448042 The vaginal opening is not visible from the front.
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>>13448251 It's still in transition man :I
I really don't want to sound mean, but I do understand where a mare's bits are located. I want to show the genitalia in the midst of changes, so I do what I do up there. For lack of a better phrase- I know what I'm doing.
I'm sorry- I'm just frustrated. I will make a more progressed transformation showing the mare bits where they are supposed to be. However, in this drawing, they're still changing, so its still moving, too.
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>>13448543 Well, I meant that a humans vaginal opening isn't visible from the front either. It doesn't need to move at all.
I'm sorry. I'm just trying to help you be better. Anonymous
>>13448625 >It doesn't need to move at all. >implying there was a vagina there before Anonymous
>>13448644 Oh, I get it now. Whoops.
It still looks weird to me in the front like that. tf-sential !6TeL1c4ZJ6
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>>13448644 ^
>>13448625 It's TG as well, keep in mind, so there's some downward shifting when changing from a penis to a clitoris and the organ slipping inward into a vagina.
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>>13448042 Good stuff mate, I like how patches of him all over are in the midst of changing.
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>>13448251 >>13448625 >>13448644 >>13448698 I find it funny that we are arguing about vaginas on a blue board.
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>>13453745 >implying Yotsuba B is not default jaramat
>>13453638 Just open /mlp/ in a browser you don't use that often (e.g. iexplore) and you'll find out the harsh truth about the color of our board.
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So, here's some news, I'm finally going to upload the mature version of Five Score to FimFic.
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>>13467061 But... But... No more Google Doc?
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>>13467061 Wait a second, how did you manage to get that to happen? Also, what of the Google Doc? I think there are some that prefer it over FimFic when reading.
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>>13422948 P-Petals? What happened to you ;~;
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Be the Change You Want to See in the World (Part 6) (REVISED!) ARC Wed 11 Sep 2013 02:32:35 No. 13471077 Report So, another reptilian creature, one that looked just like Spines huh? Well it certainly isn’t the strangest thing you’d seen in the past few days. However, to Twilight it certainly seems that way. She had an incredible shocked expression, and now that you looked, Spines did too.
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Be the Change You Want to See in the World (Part 6) (REVISED!) ARC Wed 11 Sep 2013 02:33:56 No. 13471107 Report >>13471077 “Well Spines shouldn’t technically exist. Spike should be the only one.”
You think for a moment, “So Spike is supposed to exist, but then instead a human male was turned into a female version of Spike?”
“Yes,” Twilight confirms.
“Yet someone, err, somepony was still turned into Spike.”
“Yes,” she repeats, “what I’ve been trying to figure out is how to make Spines into Spike, but it seems there is already a Spike.”
“So who is Spines?” you ask.
“No idea. Guess that’s what I have to figure out now,” Twilight says, glancing at the two young dragons.
“Well I guess I’ll leave you be, I’m still going to look for a way to be human. You seem pretty used to it, Twilight, but I miss my penis and hands. I want answers,” you tell her, walking out.
“You know, you could talk to Celestia,” she says, stopping you.
“Who?”
“Princess Celestia,” she continues, “she rules Equestria, and I am her student,” Twilight says proudly.
“I don’t know where you were from on Earth Twilight, and I may be losing my mind, but I remember that I can’t just walk up to a person in a position of power,” you sneer.
“No problem,” she says, levitating a pencil and scribbling a note on paper, “Show this to the first royal guard you see and they will take you to Celestia.”
“Thanks Twilight,” you say, heading for the door.
“One more thing!” she calls out, “Have you figured out your magic yet?”
***
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Be the Change You Want to See in the World (Part 6) (REVISED!) ARC Wed 11 Sep 2013 02:34:46 No. 13471124 Report >>13471107 Have you figured out your magic yet? Hell no. At least on Earth horses had hooves and ate vegetables, there was nothing like magic on Earth. Not only would you need to learn to be a different species, but learn to be a species that isn’t supposed to exist. There is no guide for this kind of thing, well, there is in this world, but not where you come from. You are heading back for your house. Maybe a little music research will help clear your mind. You could prepare for Skyline’s party.
Hmm. Skyline. That stallion. Oh, great. You feel your heart race. You need to stop this heat somehow, preferably by changing back to a human male. If anyone would have the answer, it would be Celestia.
You keep walking, when you stop at Skyline’s house. Well, you could stop by and just check up on things, no need to get rutted. Nervously, you walk up to the door and knock. After only a moment, Skyline opens the door.
“Oh, hey Vinyl,” he says. Damn, this was a bad idea. Your lions are burning, and you are so... attracted you feel sick.
“Hey Skyline,” you say, shifting nervously.
“Are you okay?” he asked, genuine concern in his voice.
“Yeah... just feel a little off today is all.”
“Well come inside. You look awful.”
For whatever reason, you take slight offense to that. You know as a dude you would shrug it off as a figure of speech, but you actually kinda cared about your appearance now. Skyline brings you over to a couch and you lay down. Today was incredibly confusing. So much so in fact, you pass out right there.
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You wake up and quickly look at the window. The sun was already setting! You scramble off the couch and bump into Skyline.
“How long was I out!?” you ask.
“Only a few hours. I told Octavia you stopped by to talk about the party.”
“Thanks,” you say, “but I need to get going.”
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Be the Change You Want to See in the World (Part 6) (REVISED!) ARC Wed 11 Sep 2013 02:35:39 No. 13471146 Report >>13471124 “Do you want dinner or something first? I went to the market earlier today; figured you’d be fine while I was out.”
“No, I’m fine...” you say.
“I insist!” he shouted.
Before you knew it, you were sitting at a table. Well, sort of. You and Skyline were on your haunches, sitting on cushions he laid on the floor. The plate before you had candied carrots, corn, peas, and a generous helping of lettuce. If this was Earth, that lettuce would probably be replaced by steak. Skyline seemed like an incredible cook. The thought of another good thing about him made you sick with lust.
“It looks amazing!” you say, nearly breathless.
“Thanks, I hope I got everything right, this is my first time cooking something other than a quick meal.”
You blush like a the girl you now are. He did all this for you? And it was his first time? Maybe he liked you. Ew. Gross. A dude is attracted to you. You are a dude. Or, was. Not currently. But you will be again, right? The only reason you had lesbian horse sex with Tavi is because you wanted to get out of your heat, and it wasn’t gay to be a dude attracted to a pussy. Dick is not your thing, right?
Well, maybe it is. Not dick specifically, but it did seem like it would be nice to have someone there to hold you and comfort you, especially if they were physically stronger. As a guy, you always had to take care of the girl, but what would it be like to be taken care of by a gentleman? Ack! You mentally shiver as your thoughts creep you out. You were a bro dammit!
The two of you begin eating. You wish you could use your horn, but obviously that won’t happen, so you just eat like Skyline, by dipping your muzzle down to the food. He raises an eyebrow and looks up at you.
“Something wrong with your horn, Vinyl?” he asks.
Oh boy. You hope Twilight was right about all the ponies being former humans.
“I don’t know how. Recently transformed,” you say.
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Be the Change You Want to See in the World (Part 6) (REVISED!) ARC Wed 11 Sep 2013 02:36:13 No. 13471159 Report >>13471146 Skyline cringes, “Sorry, it just feels... uncomfortable to mention our previous lives. Nopony else does.”
Thank... Celestia(?) that Twilight was right.
“Sorry.”
“So how is the food?” Skyline asks curiously.
“Really good, actually,” you say.
“You say that like you are surprised,” he teases, letting out a chuckle. Wow he seemed... cute doing that. Ugh.
“So you did this all... for me?” you inquire.
“Well, yeah. I mean, what else could I do for a poor mare feeling bad and stumbling here for shelter?”
You think you are blushing again, “It’s just so sweet Skyline, thanks.”
He notices you shifting uncomfortably as you try to hide any sign of your heat.
“Something wrong, Vinyl?” he asks.
You sigh, “Skyline, I have a problem, and, as much as I should detest the idea, I think you are a pony that can help.”
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>>13471159 This is WAY better than the first attempt. I like it.
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>>13471159 Muuuuch better this time around
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pre-class bump
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>>13442184 That ending was awesome.
We just need more art. Actually, scratch that, we need more everything.
Anonymous
New writefag here. I've actually been working on a story I think I'm willing share. So here goes...
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>>13487010 8/10.
Pls prof red next tim
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>>13487187 Yeah I noticed a couple typos right after I posted. Oh well..
ARC
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>>13487010 "This is the best story ever created by man! 2/10" -IGN
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>>13487010 >thees sobstanchal cheinjes en miaks leaif maed hem a betar perrsun on teh enseyed, butt hee woode allweis b geearl pneh awn teh owtseid. I wept. That emotion, and that life lesson that he learned at the end...
Isaac Clarke
>>13471159 Is this on Google Docs? If so, I can't seem to find it there...
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Write another pls
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>>13471159 Much better Arc, it's almost as if this was written by a totally different person! Great improvement.
>captcha "254285568 67139", wtf so many numbers Anonymous
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>>13491124 No it is not.
I don't know how [spoiler/] Anonymous
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>>13497732 It's really easy, you set up a google account (if you have a youtube, you already have it), then you go to Google Drive and you make a new document and it auto saves as you write it.
Then you just set the document to be sharable and give us the link.
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tf-sential !6TeL1c4ZJ6
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New drawfag here. I took it upon myself to draw the greatest TF pic I could. Though some others definitely take the upper hand, I still thought I might as well go ahead and share it for you guys to see. Hope you like ^-^
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Is this general limited to only human - pony transformation, or would other species such as zebras be accepted?
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>>13508912 I don't see why anyone here would have a problem with it at all. Go for it. I'd love to see it.
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actually kids, horses hooves are equivalent to our middle fingers, as they walk on their toes. worthless stupid faggots
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>>13511468 Oh thank you, I would like to know more interesting things from you in the future,
obvious autistic pleb Anonymous
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>>13511318 Well duh? You honestly think anyone else in this thread has that sort of talent?
Taken Fanfix !!9tDaYSFJ09M
>>13458526 >> e.g. iexplore Implying internet explorer is a valid browser choice.
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>>13517174 Somebody hasn't used the latest version. You'd be suprised.
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>>13517174 I would have named any other browser but then there would have been a chance that somebody's using it, therefore it wouldn't have been
>a browser you don't use that often
. There is a little chance anybody's using iexplore as a main browser nowadays.
Also, don't hate on iexplore just because everyone's doing it. Yes, IE6/7/8 was a terrible program, but starting with IE9 (then 10 and now 11), it is actually pretty a fast browser. IE10 on my laptop scores 320+6 outta 500 possible points at
html5test.com (though FF24 scores 414+14). Again, higher score doesn't automatically mean that tested browser is better, but it gives a good view at it's rendering abilities in upcoming HTML5.
That doesn't mean I use IE, though. I, for one, use the beta version of Firefox as my main browser, because everything has to be configured just to my liking on my PC and FF is the most customizable browser out there. Some of you may prefer Opera 12.16 (15+)/Maxthon/Safari/Chrome or any other fork from these browser, yes, but that doesn't make IE an invalid browser choice.
I hope this little wall of text is intelligible for everyone, given my rudimentary communication abilities in English language. jaramat
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>>13517174 I would have named any other browser but then there would have been a chance that somebody's using it, therefore it wouldn't have been
>a browser you don't use that often
. There is a little chance anybody's using iexplore as a main browser nowadays.
Also, don't hate on iexplore just because everyone's doing it. Yes, IE6/7/8 was a terrible program, but starting with IE9 (then 10 and now 11), it is actually pretty a fast browser. IE10 on my laptop scores 320+6 outta 500 possible points at
html5test.com (though FF24 scores 414+14). Again, higher score doesn't automatically mean that tested browser is better, but it gives a good view at it's rendering abilities in upcoming HTML5.
That doesn't mean I use IE, though. I, for one, use the beta version of Firefox as my main browser, because everything has to be configured just to my liking on my PC and FF is the most customizable browser out there. Some of you may prefer Opera 12.16 (15+)/Maxthon/Safari/Chrome or any other fork from these browser, yes, but that doesn't make IE an invalid browser choice.
I hope this little wall of text is intelligible for everyone, given my rudimentary communication abilities in English language. Anonymous
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Lunchtime bumpan'
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Dinnertime bumpan'
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So I have determined the reason for the TF in my story. It's pretty original methinks.
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>>13442184 out. fucking. standing!
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>>13522588 Obviously, I'd like to find out in narrative.
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>>13522800 Meh. Most of them are garbage anyway.
Twisted Spectrum !JSy8Vf57F6
>>13522800 >mfw That's actually really funny, as are reading the comments on that blog post. Oh well, no skin off my back I suppose, I imagine everyone that had the capability to write a good side fic already did.
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>>13522800 I understand where they are coming from. The only connection that most of them have is the fact that the main character is becoming a character from the show, but that's only so far as appearance most of the time.
Only the best stories actually get into the whole debate on who they are now, how their old memories are messing with their current lives and actually getting into things that deal with the show itself.
>>13522938 Darn it Twisted. I got into this whole thing way too late and I was working on making more then just one chapter before I submitted it. I actually wanted to avoid exactly what they are talking about in that blog post, a simple 2k word chapter that barely gets into any kind of implications or dealings with the Ponyverse.
Now even if I do get to that point, my story will be rejected simply for it's premise.
Anonymous
>>13522800 They've always been super-anal about "not enough pony" in the TF fics. Fuckers rejected High Flyer, for fuck's sake. Wish they'd loosen up.
At the same time,
>>13522869 makes a good point.
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>>13523136 Yeah, even half of the approved ones are simply a mess.
Probably what would have been better is if we had established a rule that said that you needed to have a flashback every other chapter.
The Cheerilee and Berry Punch fic does this really well.
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>>13522718 Well yeah, but I'm really fucking excited to explain it in a couple chapters.
CROWholic !!SfrQd+JE4xG
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>>13522800 >The admins ban a series of stories to make their lives easier. >No difference from the other hundreds of human turned pony stories. >Whine about how it has not enough relevance to MLP. >Claim five score specifically is banned. Wow quality admin team right there. FIMfiction really takes the piss sometimes.
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Be the Change You Want to See in the World (Part 7) ARC Fri 13 Sep 2013 21:35:13 No. 13524777 Report “What are you talking about, Vinyl?” he asked, concern in his voice.
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Be the Change You Want to See in the World (Part 7) ARC Fri 13 Sep 2013 21:36:15 No. 13524793 Report >>13524777 Skyline’s cock is beginning to grow, each circulation of blood expanding it. Soon, it is at an incredible size. At first you think it’s unnaturally massive, but then you realize this wasn’t a human cock, so of course it was different.
He maneuvers the flat tipped penis towards you, standing on his hind legs. You expect it to feel cold, but his body temperature matches yours, and it feels like the two of you were the same. He plunges his member into your depths, forcing you to gasp in surprise as you lose your female virginity. You couldn’t think of a good way to describe it, but it was like having a hole that needed to be filled, and a dick wasn’t doing it. It was like an itch that needed scratching. You grind your hindquarters slightly into Skyline.
“Want more?” he asks.
Now, his thrusts are picking up speed as your vagina produces fluid. It lubricates you, allowing him to move in and out in a steady, satisfying rhythm. His warmth inside you feels so natural, and you can’t help but occasionally letting out a gasp as he trusts.
You can feel sweat pour from Skyline. You decide to help him out.
“Let’s switch,” you say. Skyline nods and lays on the bed. You jump up and straddle him, then lay your pussy over his dick. You become wet again from another orgasm as he penetrates you further. You raise yourself up and down, up and down. Suddenly, he jolts and his hips buck. You feel like screaming as a warm and comfortable sensation builds in you as Skyline empties himself into you.
It seemed the itch was finally scratched. The two of you lay there in the afterglow. His dick seems to be getting softer, until it fully slides out of you and retreats into it’s fur sheath between his legs. You tip over on your back, white and clear fluids crawling from your genitals. That was incredible. You look over at Skyline, and he looks right back, both of you grinning stupidly.
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Be the Change You Want to See in the World (Part 7) ARC Fri 13 Sep 2013 21:37:32 No. 13524818 Report >>13524793 The two of you embrace again. He makes you feel cozy and safe, of course, but now you realize something; you want to be with him. Fuck being a human, you may have had years of experience walking on two legs, but these few days have been kind to you. You snuggle up against Skyline, his wings covering you comfortably. He is already fast asleep. Know what? Forget going home right now, you just want to be with your lover. You close your eyes and pass out.
***
You awake, now in the middle of the woods. What? It’s still night, and the moonlight is casting blue light through the trees, as though shadows versus light had been inverted. It was quiet, with the exception of a small breeze rustling the leaves. It felt slightly cool, but your fur prevented any uncomfortable feelings you would have had. Yup, you were a pony in your dreams now too.
Suddenly, it sounds like the leaves are moving stronger in one area. You spin and look to see a tall figure, another pony, emerge. It’s difficult to make out in the darkness, but you can clearly see both a horn and wings. There is only one pony that comes to mind.
“Twilight?” you call out.
The pony continues forward, stepping fully into the moonlight. No wonder it was difficult to make out, the pony was a deep blue, like the nights sky. A black crown adorned her head, and extravagant silver horseshoes covered her hooves. Everything about her screamed “Ruler.”
“Celestia?” you call out this time.
“No, young one, I am not my sister,” the pony chuckles with an incredibly smooth, feminine voice. You glance at her flank and see a cutie mark of a crescent moon.
“Then who are you?” you ask, hoping you aren’t breaking any protocols you need to.
“I am Princess Luna, pony.”
“Why are you here?” you ask.
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Be the Change You Want to See in the World (Part 7) ARC Fri 13 Sep 2013 21:39:18 No. 13524867 Report Quoted By:
>>13524818 “As Princess of the night I possess the ability to walk in the dreams of other ponies. I can tell you are finally getting adjusted to this life, and my sister and I decided it was time for you to understand.”
“Understand what?” you inquire.
Your vision brightens, and you find yourself looking over a vast expanse of territory, with settlements dotting the landscape, some larger than others. It’s like you are a flying camera, sweeping over the world.
“We were a culture that spanned all of our world,” Luna said.
Your vision picked up speed, flying over villages, towns cities, and kingdoms. There were ponies, gryphons, and many other species you couldn’t identify.
“It was a great civilization.”
Your vision brightened again, and reformed into ponies crowding open air markets, buying food and going about their daily lives. Your vision flashed again, and you were in another settlement. This one was much nicer, with ponies trotting along cobblestone streets, giving the impression of pure wealth.
“But like all great civilizations, there came a sudden and dire turn of events.”
Your vision flashed to a bird’s eye view of a mountainside city. It looked exactly like the capital of “Canterlot” from the books you read. Suddenly, lines of flame streaked across the sky. You couldn’t quite see where they landed, but there would be a loud crash, and smoke would pour from behind clusters of buildings.
“We all died,” Luna said.
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Aaaaand the Google Doc.
https://docs.google.com/document/d/19hZZPPoHCTqXs0ZsJFYAjrYPCS0gzJSfGS8_7CGPkAo/edit Windburst !hc0DftR36k
Honestly wondering how I got Trixing Switch approved then. That first chapter wasn't exactly that heavy on the ponystuff, though I suppose actually having the real Trixie in it sealed the deal.I really need to start writing again ...
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>>13525243 Fuck yeah you do. And find Donut Pone, I still want to read the rest of his fic.
>if DP already finished it then slowpoke.jpg Gypsy !Gypsy2Qk9A
Since this is my first time writing something like this, and you guys have more experience, I'd like to hear whether this sounds okay or not. Just a prologue for now.
Gypsy !Gypsy2Qk9A
>>13526803 He had this aura around him, one I couldn't quite pinpoint the reason for. Being in close proximity to him made me feel oddly happy about everything; life in particular. Looking at him was like looking at your crush. Inexplicable butterflies appeared in my stomach, my fingertips tingled, and worry left my mind. He was like a vibrant sun, illuminating the dark and damp underground train station, making the world just a little bit brighter.
“Hello,” he said. Just a simple 'hello'. Nothing out of the ordinary, really, but the way he said it was so eloquent and refined. His speech reminded me of aristocrats, but instead of sounding arrogant, there was a hint of equality in his word.
Naturally I responded. “Hello”, I said, just as he had, though it felt inadequate. I wanted to say more. Something clever or funny, but nothing came to mind. All I could think of was how strange everything seemed. This one man managed to change the very world before my eyes, as if he was directly controlling my emotions.
“I couldn't help but notice the pin on your bag.” His remark caught me completely off guard. It was just a pin, and one of a cartoon pony at that. Sure, a few people had commented on it before, but never strangers. This man looked around fifty, which further fuelled my confusion. Truth be told, I was getting a bit paranoid. Mentally deranged people weren't uncommon in the metro, or in the rest of the city for the matter.
Gypsy !Gypsy2Qk9A
>>13526810 “I quite like that show, myself. It's very cute.” He smiled warmly at me as he said that, which relieved a lot of the tension in my body. Turned out he was just another fan of the show, or at least that's what I thought at the time.
“Yeah, it's pretty adorable,” I responded.
“Wouldn't it be great to live in their world? Far away from all the stress, wars, and all the other problems we have here?” His question was sort of odd. It's not that I haven't considered it many times, but he was a stranger, and the conversation had just begun. While he looked splendid, I couldn't give quite the same compliment to his conversing.
“It would be fantastic.” I didn't want to seem rude by not responding. “Being a unicorn with magic would be so much fun.”
In that moment, something about him changed. Even if I tried, I wouldn't be able to tell exactly what it was, but the aura around him seemed to shimmer for a second before he broke out in quiet, deep laughter. It was the kind of laughter than sends chills throughout your body and freezes your blood. A controlled laughter, some would call it. I called it otherworldly. Somehow his laugh reminded me of all the things out there, in the deep nothingness of space. All the things that might be, or could have been.
Gypsy !Gypsy2Qk9A
>>13526830 “How would you like to live a life in Equestria?” Every alarm was ringing in my head. This man was a complete stranger, and nobody was around to hear me scream down there. Yet I answered, and I will never understand why exactly I did.
“I'd like that more than anything in the world.” My words were genuine and true. And as if he could read my mind, he asked me the exact same question I've asked myself so many times over the course of my life.
“Would you give up your friends and family, everything you have here, for a chance to live there?”
“Yes.” There was no doubt in my mind, no second thoughts. That single word, the simplest of them all, is what started everything. If not for that one word, my life would have gone on as it always had. I would have taken the train to my home where I would have gone to sleep. If not for that one word, none of this would have happened.
“Well, then. It's time to rise and shine. A new day approaches.”
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>>13526850 Nice to see you here. I like the style, and the overall story so far, though I do have a few minor critiques.
Our protagonist seems a bit too eager to move the conversation where you want it. The thought process in between is good, but the conversation itself seems too 'scripted' if you get what I mean.
If you continue like this after slowing the action down a bit or spreading the conversation out, I think you will have a great fic.
Just remember that the TF itself is what some of us are here for, and most are here for the aftermath as well. Overall, it looks good, though could use a little tweaking to make it great.
Gypsy !Gypsy2Qk9A
>>13527829 I know what you mean with the conversation. It feels stiff to me as well, and I will change it. My main concern was mostly the style, so I'm glad you liked it.
As for the transformation, that is what I was sort of worried about. I wasn't completely sure whether that was the ultimate main focus of this general or not.
Now that you've said that, I don't actually think my story belongs in here. I intended to keep the transformation itself relatively short and simple, and instead focus on the experience and expectations of living a life after the transformation itself.
Thanks for the feedback, it's greatly appreciated.
Anonymous
>>13527947 Your fic is fine, I didn't mean to say that the TF is everything. We like the aftermath, having to adjust to everything being new. Having to start over in a world that doesn't stop. The TF scene is definitely something we look forward to, and we like to see it handled in clever ways, but that is not all that defines the fic. It is just one scene that we like.
Our biggest fic by far is Five Score, and the last TF happened several chapters, and thousands of words ago. What keeps us interested is how the party is going to deal with certain situations, the interaction between characters, and how everything is going to be resolved in the end.
Another big fic is Zephyr, and the protagonist didn't get to witness much of their own TF, but has to deal with a lot of aftermath. It's almost a psychological exploration into how one would deal with it, and it is one of my favorite TF fics.
Your story is perfect here. The only requirement is that at least one character has to change form at some point. I think you have that in mind, so your story is very much welcome.
Gypsy !Gypsy2Qk9A
>>13528478 That's reasurring. Sounds like my fic might fit in after all.
I stumbled upon Five Score, and the myriad of side-stories to it, and it was very good.
Well, hopefully my story will be decent at least. I probably won't post here for a while, because I don't want to rush it out. I will definitely be lurking, though.
Friendliest general I've posted in so far. Thank you for the encouragement.
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>>13528713 No problem at all. Sorry if my comments could be misconstrued.
We are always happy to see someone new, especially if they are willing to create content. I hope you have a good time here. I know I have.
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Darn forum sliding.
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There was this one time that this guy was super duper good at doing rubik's cubes and could beat all the other people in the town but this other guy named Rodger was like "Nuh uh not gunna have that!" so he was all "How'm'I gunna get dis' unduh controwl?" so he came up with this crazy awesome dubious plan to turn him into a horse so he couldn't do rubik's cubes anymore so after years and years and years of him getting first place in all the rubik's cube tournaments Rodger finally got his stuff together gave him food with this stuff in it that made the guy turn into a pony! But alas! After he became a mare she somehow got BETTER at solving Rubik's cubes because of reasons! So instead Rodger was all "wait I got this" and he gave her a magical UNSOLVABLE RUBIK'S CUBE that made her go into this crazy trans thing as she tried to solve it but she was never able to solve it because it was unsolvable and people would come by and pet the crazy Rubik's cube horse but not really question why she hadn't solved it because she's a horse silly and horses can't do that but when Rodger went back into the Rubik's cube solving game he found that all his time was wasted because he got rusty and a bunch of new people replaced him as the best Rubik's cube solver ever so instead he went back to the pony and decided to help her try to solve THE UNSOLVABLE RUBIK'S CUBE and he confessed his terrible plot to her but she forgave him and after that they became best friends and had sex and stuff
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>>13545426 Surprisingly easy to make an unsolvable rubik's cube, actually.
Just switch 2 stickers.
>>13547406 I'm a horse I don't know these things
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>>13547715 >implying a horse can't solve a rubix like that Icarus !NVvng9sub2
Is anyone gonna fix the
derpy.me page? It's been linking to the dead thread for ages now.
Twisted Spectrum !JSy8Vf57F6
>>13553443 Use this instead:
http://derpy.me/ptfg That link always shows the active thread and is easy to remember.
Though, that being said, someone should still update the doc.
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You guys are okay with clop being written, right?
Anonymous
>>13561998 You haven't read any of the stories in the archive, have you?
Have you even looked at the tags?
Clop isn't an issue.
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>>13562038 Just wanted to make sure, that's all. Thanks.
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>>13561998 >clop >being a problem We have two stories update this thread that have clop in them. I don't think it's a problem
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>>13562079 >>13562082 Okay, it was a stupid question, I know. I'm a retard.
>>13562095 What? No I was just joking around I'd love to read your story
Anonymous
>>13562132 I wrote it in another thread, but I'll probably follow up on it and do so here.
It wasn't until the ending that I realized it was actually relevant to this general, even though it was really obvious.
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>>13562184 Okay, now I'm curious.
Anonymous
>>13562184 Oh? Can you link us? I'd like to see it.
Could it be this:
>>13558729 Even if it isn't, it is relevant to the thread.
Anonymous
>>13562943 It's that one, yeah.
Anonymous
>>13562979 Ah, thought it was you, Gypsy.
Definitely made it awkward near the beginning, there. Pretty effective writing.
Based on the story you just wrote and the prologue you posted to this thread, I would love to see more.
Gypsy !Gypsy2Qk9A
>>13563128 Awkward in what way? I'm not entirely sure what you mean.
I actually rewrote most of the prologue in order to fix the dialogue. It's the same style and feeling, but longer, and the dialogue feels far less stiff now.
Once the first chapter is done, I'll actually start posting the story.
Thank you. It's nice that people appreciate my stories.
Anonymous
>>13563235 Just that scene when you revealed the location, and the first encounter of Big Mac. Just the discovery and the public nature of that scene made it feel really awkward on my end, which may have been the point.
I am the kind of person that might leave a show or movie at home for a few minutes when things get really awkward. It's probably supposed to be funny, but I just don't get that reaction. What I mean to say is that the writing is good enough to elicit a reaction like that, so you are definitely doing something right.
Gypsy !Gypsy2Qk9A
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>>13564186 Ah, okay.
I totally get your reaction, I'm much the same way. It wasn't really intended to be funny, but not really awkward either. More awkward than funny, though.
Really, it was just supposed to be that initial response to the gender change by "You", nothing more.
Anonymous
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So no opinions on my update? Was it really that bad?
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>>13568815 Sorry, got distracted by a new writer. We need 'em, you know.
I think the clop scene was a bit quick, especially after putting so much emphasis on Vinyl's heat, but the rest of the chapter is interesting to say the least. The cliffhanger at the end has me wondering what happened, and what justification there is to replacing the world as it was.
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>>13569214 Yeah I wish I was better at writing clop scenes. One thing I try to go for, (Which is difficult for what is essentially porn) is realism. I'm not going to have a male and female 69, then use a strap on, etc.
Anonymous
So, midnight bump here... Most of you guys have probably already seen it, but someone uploaded the Emperor's New Groove to YouTube in 720p.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Rkmr1evnEPQ Pretty amusing TF film if anyone is bored. Though, in my opinion, it would be infinitely better story if the Emperor was treated like a normal llama in the movie and lost the ability to talk.
Anonymous
>>13573445 Kuzco is still best Disney princess.
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>>13423029 I fucking love your work.
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Be the Change You Want to See in the World (Part 8) ARC Mon 16 Sep 2013 12:40:24 No. 13577041 Report What is it like to be a pony? It’s difficult for you to explain, but if you were to do so with one word it would be comfortable. Your fur seemed to cushion everything, like you were wearing a soft sweater that was formed to your body. Not a single part of skin was exposed. You were soft and comfortable all over. If you hadn’t known a life before this, being a pony would be incredibly perfect. Then again, if you hadn’t known life as a human, maybe being a pony wouldn’t seem so special.
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Be the Change You Want to See in the World (Part 8) ARC Mon 16 Sep 2013 12:41:08 No. 13577051 Report >>13577041 What you saw next was incredibly disturbing. A white unicorn mare with a blue mane was entangled in the mass of evil. It was Vinyl. You. There was no escape. You saw Vinyl struggling, clinging onto any chance to extend her life longer. Eventually, she runs out of strength, and is literally torn in half by her adversaries. The pain she feels, you feel.
Your vision flashes, and you see hundreds of royal guards, led by the six ponies you saw your first day in this world. They were all wearing golden necklaces, with gems embedded that matched their cutie marks, except for Twilight, who was wearing a massive crown. The huge army charges for the oncoming hostility.
“Many of us were wise, intelligent, and noble ponies. With principles of peace and justice, we bravely faced our adversary.”
There was nothing to be seen but war. It filled your entire vision. If you didn’t see your body die, and weren’t witnessing a two way genocide, you would say the battle was pretty badass. Evil was crushed, and good was extinguished. It was intense. There is no real way to picture it without seeing it. The battle was a spiderweb of conflict, each connection in the web a combatant, and each strand the line of combat. If this battle was a web, it was a massive web. At first it was going well for the ponies, but soon they became horrifically overwhelmed. Your vision flashes, and you see a guard’s helmet lying in mud.
“Realizing defeat was inevitable, my sister and I made the ultimate decision. There is a failsafe spell, never before performed, and with good reason. It is a spell designed to never be used. It would destroy everything.”
Your vision flashed. Celestia, Luna, and many other ponies whose names were unknown to you were all crowded around a table in dim lighting. You assume it’s some sort of bunker or safe room.
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Be the Change You Want to See in the World (Part 8) ARC Mon 16 Sep 2013 12:41:54 No. 13577061 Report >>13577051 “Ironically, we did this to preserve life and keep our universe going. If we didn’t do this, our adversaries wouldn’t stop. They would have spread anywhere.”
You see every unicorn horn you see glow. Every single horn connects with beams of light. Eventually, your vision goes white as you are near blinded by the sheer magic coating every molecule.
When your vision returns, everything is gone. No ponies, no animals, and most importantly, none of the horrors that you witnessed.
“Atoms were scattered. They were the only remains of sentient life. The spell sent them away into a form of storage. In the meantime, these atoms formed another universe in this storage. This was the human universe.”
As if it is in fast forward, you witness everything, the “beginning” of the universe, the formation of the Earth, the first signs of life, evolution of humans, cavemen, discovery of fire, creation of early religions, Thermopylae, the Roman Empire, Vikings, middle ages, the British Empire, World Wars, 9/11.
“Eventually, the pony universe needed their remains back. Slowly, every part of intelligent life reformed. The human universe, however, created incredibly strong souls. These souls stuck with many of the particles that remade life here in Equestria. That is why you still have your human memories.”
Your vision changes, and you are back in the forest.
“As you can see, pony, tearing you away from a human life wasn’t our choice, or anypony’s for that matter. We weren’t even supposed to exist as human, and we aren’t supposed to exist as ponies now. It is our job to carry on their legacy, because we are literally our predecessors on a molecular level.”
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Be the Change You Want to See in the World (Part 8) ARC Mon 16 Sep 2013 12:42:43 No. 13577065 Report >>13577061 You fall to your haunches in shock. The whole idea was so overwhelming, you almost wish you didn’t know the reason you became a pony. It takes a few minutes, but you pick your jaw off the floor and gather the courage to ask Luna more questions, as much as you know you’ll regret it.
“Princess Luna, how do you and Celestia remember all this if you were former humans?” you ask, remembering how you know nearly nothing about your talent, let alone pony history.
“An excellent question, my subject,” she says, “the failsafe spell had the ability to immediately retain the memories of two ponies, without any need for reminding or memory jogging. It was unanimously decided that my sister and I needed the spell the most.”
You look down at your hooves.
“Does this mean the original Vinyl isn’t returning to take this body? Will I never be human again?”
“I’m afraid that is correct,” Luna said.
“What about the Spike and Spines dilemma?” you ask.
“Twilight Sparkle has informed me of the issue. It seems the spell needed to be modified for Dragons. There must have been some sort of problem configuring it to accommodate a Dragon so heavily influenced by pony lifestyles.”
Luna looked behind her, as though something caught her attention.
“Now I must go, for morning is approaching. Subject, before I leave I must tell you Vinyl’s memories will eventually accompany yours when something triggers them. You will still remember your human life, but also your pony life as well.”
Everything turns black as Luna disappears.
At least you didn’t need to go to Canterlot for answers now...
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Yes, a lot of exposition.
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>>13577065 exposition makes things interesting if written well
The_Scratch !!vxNr5pLCHO2
Guess who's back? And with a new story in the works. This is a bit of a departure from my previous work, but I think you'll enjoy it.
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>>13577553 "Lyra, what are you doing?"
She saw me again. My roommate. The pale pastel pony looking to me with a look of concern. I was standing up again. Like, upright. I didn't do it very often, (And sometimes I would be wearing pants, like now.) but when I did she always seemed to be there at the right moment. And she acts surprised every time.
"Nothing."
Oh Celestia this is embarrassing. I felt like a kid caught with his hand in the cookie jar.
"Well it looks to me like you're trying to practice standing again."
My face is flushed, I bring myself back down to all fours. Back to reality. She sighs, approaching me. She smells of butterscotch, as always. Working at a candy store must be fun. Better than just being here. Alone. In this damned home. I could never really get a job. Not like Bonbon.
"Lyra, you know you have to stop doing this."
"But-"
"I'm getting worried about this weird obsession of yours, Lyra. It's just not healthy. It's like... I just don't want this to be your life anymore"
She's right. She smiles.
"Maybe you should get out of the house more. Meet some new friends."
I tensed up. That scared me. I didn't want to go out there alone. Not without her. Not without my Bonbon.
"No no. I'm fine, really. Just a little bored is all. There's... There's no need for anything like that. Honest. I'm fine!"
The_Scratch !!vxNr5pLCHO2
>>13577582 It wasn't very convincing. She sighs again, wrapping a hoof around my neck and pulling me close. Her hair smells of cotton candy and bubble gum, brushing my face ever so slightly. She made me feel safe. Warm.
"Lyra, I just want you to be happy, but you need to do this, okay?" She seemed so concerned for me. "Listen, I have to go to work, but I’ll be back soon okay?"
She kisses my cheek. "Later, my little pony!"
I am flustered, shocked even. The comfort leaves as soon as it comes, and she is trotting out the door once more. I wanted to tell her the truth here and now. Try to end this. "But I-!"
But it's too late, she's gone. Trotting out the door. My words fall flat as I sit there, alone, in pants not meant for me.
But I could have sworn I felt it then. When I was standing up like that. It kept coming back to me like a foggy memory.
I could feel it.
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>>13577584 In my dreams, I keep seeing it. A world like no other. So much taller than mine. It’s dark, yet bright.
I see these tall people. Not ponies. Fewer colors. Two are with me. They are laughing. Colts?
They look to me, smiling like we were old friends. They say my name, but not my name. I can’t really hear it well anyway. They are telling me we are going somewhere fun. Somewhere to party.
I look to my hooves. Not hooves: Some kind of paws. I move them independently from one another. I look up. The lights blind me.
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I was always more into spirits and the supernatural than my roommate. I believed in things that even ponies in this magical world would question. Ghosts. Monsters under the bed. Gods past our ruler.
It was never looked upon in favor. Of course trying to explain it to anyone else would have only alienated me from any sort of companionship. That’s why I try not explaining it to Bonbon. She’s the only friend I’ve ever really had, and it’s for the best she didn’t know.
I was having those dreams again. One of another world with other people. I never saw anything like it. They were so much different from us. Their body structure, their culture. I only saw flashes each time yet still learned more. I had to see more. Understand what my dreams wanted to show me.
Yet I could hear Bonbon calling for me in the kitchen. “Supper’s ready!” She told me in that angelic voice of hers. Sweet, lovely Bonbon, you never let me down.
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>>13577586 Dinner was fine, even if it was a bit tension filled. She seemed oblivious to my studies, munching on her dandelions and pasta. Homemade. Smelled delicious. But she wasn’t oblivious to me.
“Lyra, what’s wrong?” She asked me. So much concern. So much love in those words.
“Nothing. I’m just…” I begin, trying to ease her woes. “I’m just thinking is all.”
“Ah.” She nods. “About what?”
“Dreams.”
“What kind of dreams.”
“Just… You know. Pony dreams.”
Pony dreams? Why did I word it like that? What other kind of dreams would they be?
Bonbon shared my concerns. She puts her utensils down. “Lyra, if this is about those dreams again, you shouldn’t let those concern you.” She tries her best to keep her smile. “Just forget about them okay?”
Of course. Bonbon was always right.
“Would you like to sleep with me tonight?”
I look to her. I blush.
“… Yeah. Yeah I’d like that.”
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>>13577065 You had my interest before, now you have my attention. I didn't expect you to go universal on this.
I would hope you have some sort of PTSD thing going for that war when the memories return. I know it seems kinda cruel, seeing that Vinyl basically got torn in two Shawn of the Dead style, but I would like to see how you could handle it. You definitely have skill in that department. The_Scratch !!vxNr5pLCHO2
>>13577599 (Whoops, fell asleep at the keyboard, my bad.)
I can't really describe why I like Bonbon so much. It's like an attraction I can't help, you know? You look into those big, lovely eyes of hers and you just feel like everything is alright. I felt a lot better going to sleep that night when I was in her arms. I felt protected. Cared for. Like a puppy in her owner's arms.
But that didn't stop the dreams. Oh no.
I dreamt that night again. This time I was at what looked like some bastardized version of a cider bar. I was drinking heavily. My motor skills slowed to a crawl. We were yelling. Screaming at some game on film. Celebrating a victory that wasn't ours to take.
Then I saw her inbetween sips of a strong watery swill. She was the most beautiful thing I ever saw, I realized. Bobbed pink and blue hair, a pretty dress, a gorgeous smile which she gave to me. I tried to stand, my legs wobbling a bit like it was my first time. I went to ask for her name. I could barely speak the words. But that smile. It made everything alright.
I sat with her and talked, and she puts a... Hand on mine...
I wake in a sweat. It was morning. Bonbon was up already as usual. I groan and lift myself from the sheets.
I look to my hooves. I look back to the mirror.
I really wanted to stand.
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>>13580038 I look for those pants that I bought. Drawer after drawer there was nothing but hats, blankets, an the saucy panties Bonbon asked me to wear. I click my tongue. Bonbon must have thrown them out. Doesn't matter, I don't need them.
I look to the mirror. I see my features again. My cyan coat. My amber eyes. My short mane. My horn... I looked nothing like those things in my dreams. But when I stood up. When I walked like them. I could feel myself fitting in with those creatures. I could feel that warm hand of the woman touching my own. It felt good.
I heard Bonbon coming upstairs and I am quick to fall back down to all fours. She didn't see.
"Oh good morning Lyra! Hope you slept well!"
I nod with a smile. She laughs. "Maybe we should make a habit of using one bed then!"
I didn't protest that. Not one bit.
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>>13577553 Nice to see you here again. What s showmanship? Are you going to finish it?
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>>13580143 Good to see you back man, nice update
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Just got an idea for a Luna TF, going to try writing now.
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Update out of freaking nowhere.
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We spent almost the entire day traveling to who knows where. I was glad packed some water for me, but he said it was no problem. "Besides," he explained, "You won't need much of the stuff in here when we get there."
Now normally, I would be glad to hear this, since it usually meant we would be stopping at a hotel or something, but something felt off ever since we left. He had that same attitude when I thanked him for packing food. Now that I think about it, he said that when I asked if I needed to pack anything. Just what the hell was this dragon planning?
"We're here!"
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>>13601580 As much as those words should have eased my mind, all they did was raise more questions when I saw our destination. It was a tall mountain with some creatures flying in and out of it. Wait, were those dragons? I thought Spike was the only o- Oh fuck it, they're outcasts, I'm an outcast, it all works out, right?
The claws gripping on to my shoulders told me otherwise.
I couldn't even tell that they were coming. One minute, I'm looking up and admiring the dragons flying around; the next,I'm flailing my arms, screaming and trying hard to keep looking up. I catch sight of my captor as I'm freaking out: a red dragon. He seemed a little older than Spike, more like a teenage dragon or something.
Shit, where's Spike? I try to look down, but manage to only look forward to see that this beast was flying me over to the volcano ahead. When my brain says "Don't look down", it really means it. But still what abo-
Oh there he is. I see a more slender slender dragon holding him in his claws. Or is it a she? Hard to tell with the white and pink color scheme.
"So, Spike, this the 'human' you told us about?" the creature holding me snarls. "Looks a little scrawny to me, but he'll do."
Wait a minute, what did Spike have to do with these dragons? Was this his idea of guys' night out? "Spike, what's going on?" I yell out to him, but Spike just stays there dangling in the guy's/girl's claws.
"How about we drop you off here first before you start breaking up? Shouldn't be too high up."
Wait, drop? He really wasn't going to let me fall, was he?
His claws seem to be the only thing answering my questions today.
>>13601599 He starts to get farther away from me as I flail my limbs uselessy. Chills go up my spine as I look below and spot the landing zone, or more appropriately, the splatter zone. Shit, a volcano? What an asshole. Now I won't be going home, I won't see my parents again, I won't see my dog again, and I won't see my girlfriend again. I really do hope she doesn't go off with another dude, because that would
WHAM
Fuck, my ribs, I think I just broke a few of them. I was gonna be feeling that one in the morning. Those jerks are gonna get it.
I slowly get up from the fall and see the two dragons float down. The red one smirks as he sees me recover. "Well this human seems to be pretty tough. Just like you told us, Spike."
Again, what does Spike have to do with all of this? "Look at the little runt, he can't make heads or tails of this."
The world got flipped upside down as I saw a purple dragon holding my legs in his claws. The red one goes up to me. "Lemme drop something on you, human."
"The name is Derek, you ass wipe." I reply, tired of his constant insults.
"Mine's Garble, but you don't see me getting in a fit over that." He shakes his head. "Not my point. The point here is that this squirt over here..." he points to Spike "Told us all about you and how you spend all this time with him. Said it's why he never comes by here anymore."
I look and see Spike turned away. Did he really do that?
Wanting to know my fate, I decide to ask them one lingering question. "What are you going to do with me?"
Garble sighs. "The thing is, we can't seem to get any chicks."
Gee, I wonder why. I feel like being a smartass to him, but something tells me he won't hesitate to drop me a hundred feet again if I do.
"We've tried everything, still no girls. We lost hope until we came across the one weird creature who gave us this."
He then pulls out a small amethyst, which seems to be glowing.
"One bizarre creature, called himself the 'king of chaos' or something."
>>13601622 I decide to ask a final question. "So where do I come in to all of this?"
He sneers at me before he continues explaining. "According to him, whoever eats the gem gets turned into a female dragon."
Oh, you're fucking shitting me.
"So, human, Derek, whatever."
I'm dropped on my back by the jerk that grabbed me.
"Let me ask you a question."
He stomps me on my stomach. I can't help but keep my mouth open as I cry out in pain. Garble then drops the crystal into my throat.
"How much are you looking forward to getting it on with number one alpha dragon?"
I take my last gulp of air as a human as the crystal goes into my belly.
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>End Chp 2 Anonymous
>>13601662 Aww shit, things are happening.
Also, considering Discord, it isn't going to go as planned.
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Studying really not fun, looking forward to Saturday when I can write again.
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>>13576899 for some reason, i can read things in his voice, just like prof. farnsworth. You try it!
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So I'm drunk and the original thread disappeared on me last night but my answer to stallion or mare is stallion. Fuck all the little beta bitches that wanna be the little mare, literally.
Anonymous
>>13607589 Heh, this isn't a continuation of that thread. But it does hold a similar theme.
And who says that people wanting to be a mare have to be beta? Maybe they want a new perspective on life? Or perhaps they just find it hot to dominate pathetic little stallions like you.
You do know that stallions have the sexual stamina all of 12 seconds, right? Meanwhile Mares can keep going and going. She's going to pin you down until you satisfy her, now get on your back and eat out that cream pie.
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>>13607721 >implying that simply being filled isn't the most natural, blissful state and if you have a problem with it he'll just go through the rest of his herd twice before getting back to you again making you watch every time. Such is life when you chose to be the little mare. Anonymous
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>>13607589 I'd rather be a mare, not necessarily because I'm beta, but because I already lived a life as a guy.
It's just like if I died and was being reincarnated and got to pick what year I would be born in, I would not pick anything within 1000 years of 2013. Gotta mix that shit up, try something totally new.
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>>13601662 Oh god, this is relevant to my interest. It he gets turned into a dragoness slave and is forced to live there and start laying eggs for them, my god that hits my fetishes so hard I think I just gave my past self an orgasm.
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>>13621247 >>13602182 I like how just when I get motivation to write this entire thing and a good direction to take with it, something comes up and gives me a whole new idea to consider
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>>13621649 how do I into motivation?
Twisted Spectrum !JSy8Vf57F6
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>>13621649 You know what I always say: The more fetishes, the better.
That being said, write what you wanna write. Don't feel pressured to change because for the board gives you other ideas.
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>>13621649 Your story has my interest.
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>>13623385 Your picture has my intrest...
How non-unicorn pony write story?
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>>13626886 Four options:
Typewriter
Word processor
Pencil
Pen
Anonymous
>>13626886 Using unicorn slave?
Anonymous
>>13627695 Pony legs don't fucking bend that way.
Also whatever happened to that tumblr? Anonymous
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>>13627746 I know, all four, but who cares?
I dunno, it still works, just rarely updated. Jay is So Butts. Anonymous
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shit how'd we get to page 10 bump
Twisted Spectrum !JSy8Vf57F6
>>13639083 It's been a slow
week.My update for Five Score should be ready for Saturday, hopefully others have stuff for the weekend too.
Anonymous
>>13639856 Twisted, you pump out large updates pretty regularly. What's your writing process look like?
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>>13639856 Working on Chapter 7, but shit's going slowly because of life stuff.
StuffedShirt !!CHrGnJw00xV
Suddenly, a wild pony appears! Her eyes flutter with delight, as she burrows her snout under the blankets. You stifle a yelp, as she locates her prize. Slowly she begins to lick your cock, as it stiffens into iron. You grip the sheets as your cock wails in stimulation. It pulses, and then begins to fade as she begins to move downward. A wet tongue, slimy with saliva begins to lather your sack. wet lips wrap around them and begin to suck prematurely for the juices within. Just then an intense constricting pressure focuses in your genitals, then she crushes them with her groin. You yelp, and lift the covers to find yourself nullified, “What did you do?” you cry. “Where the fuck is my dick!”, She simply giggles as she shows you her crotch. Dangling between her legs is a relatively large pink cock, complemented by a pair of blushing balls. She begins to lick at your still moist crotch. Your skin glistens with her saliva. Her tongue swirls, and tickles.
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>>13435273 >http://derpy.me/PonyTF Twisted, I just wanted to say how much I've enjoyed 5-score. It's been my favourite read since you began chapter 1 and I look forward to every chapter. Never stop writing - it's evident that you have developed a real skill for it.
Thank you.
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>>13641531 The next moment, she is on top of you, and begins to squeeze your nipples. She swallows one in her muzzle, and blows. You can only watch, pinned, as your left then right tits are inflated to full double D, pink and furry breasts. They gurgle with milk as she pokes her muzzle between them to deliver a satisfied grin.
“Man, these tits are just simply luscious”, she chuckles as she rubs them together appreciatively. “You must be dying to give them a squeeze.” She begins to lick your nipples, and the bed begins to groan from the writhing of your legs She presses her lips to one, and draws milk from it, “Not bad, considering you didn’t have these girls a minute ago.”
She kisses you deeply, you can taste your milk on tongue as she forces it into your mouth.
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>>13650544 magic and shit
I'm okay with more. It's short, but why not?
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>>13641679 Thanks man, I'm glad to hear you've been reading it since the beginning. God knows the story has changed so much in these past 6 months.
>>13639912 My writing process is more or less the following.
I write 2-3 nights a week, and I start a chapter by just listing a bullet point list of what the scenes are going to be. So for this last chapter my list was something like:
>Rarity/Dash in hotel >Shining/Twi enter and the four talk; >Rarity text messages parents; >Dash goes to roof with Shining, they argue. >Limo arrives, and they have limo ride >Airport scene >Plane scene Now with the list of scenes, I just write whatever scene I'm in the mood to write. I don't care about the order I write them in. When I feel really motivated and full of jokes I can use in the airport scene, I'll go ahead and write that one. With this method, I'm always motivated to write the scene I'm currently writing, and if I'm not motivated for this scene, I'll move on to another one. Likewise, if I get stuck on a scene, I just go write another one and come back to this one later.
The one other thing I taught myself to do is never to just sit there and stare at a blank screen. Unsure of what to write? I just stand up and take a walk outside. I think over the scene and just walk around the block, "What could Pinkie do here... ah... that could work. Okay well how about... hmmm... Oh! There's a pun I can totally use!"
I get the creative juices flowing by just walking around and thinking. Then when I do eventually sit down to write, my head is full of ideas and I start typing. Personally, I find this a hell of lot more productive than staring at a blank computer screen, and then getting bored and playing vidya instead of writing.
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>>13651787 >staring at a blank computer screen, and then getting bored and playing vidya instead of writing. get out of my head
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>>13621649 Either way, you best continue that story son.
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>>13651787 This makes so much sense!
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The paint splashed across his hair, and face. He coughed, and chortled, accidentally swallowing a swig of technicolored brew. It felt warm, tasted acrid, and radiated a dull heat from his stomach.
Still startled, his hand ventured to wipe off the residue that was quickly trailing down his back. He brought it down to his face to discover a warm, sticky, rainbow of color. It smelled spicy, and left his exposed skin blue, and tingling with electricity. A bolt of fear shot through him as he scrambled to the bathroom hoping his imagination deceived him. The door slammed against the wall as his faced his new reflection. His face had a light coating of blue fur. He gripped the counter so hard his knuckles turned white. His jaw slackened, and hung limply agape as his bones became soft and pliable. They then pulled away, into the maw of a mare. His entire face felt loose, and weak as clay as it writhed beneath some perverted force.
Pressing outwards, his snout narrowed. Now cartoonish, his nostrils flared. A shock of rainbow dyed hair colored orange, red, and blond crept into view as the rest of the spectrum slid down the small of his back, and puffed out into a soft mane. His snout crinkled at the musty smell of the bathroom, as it pressed further outwards, becoming more sensitive.
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>>13665535 He dragged his eyes from the mirror, as his eyes widened and grew into his almost fully ponified caricature of a face. His ears tugged out into sensitive petals, and his irises brightened to pink while his eyelids sprouted three distinct eyelashes apiece. He closed the door, and locked it then drew his hand through his still wet hair, er mane, in contemplation. He slicked the warm paint absently, which sent a wave of numbness through his fingers. Reflexively, he recoiled his numb hand in shock, and it hit the counter with an audible click.
The small enclave of a bathroom spun around him as a loss of balance overtook him. He felt as though he had shrunk, his stomach collapsed, and with his chest shuddering his eyes were suddenly turned upon a blue hoof. A crack sounded, and for a moment, searing pain arched across his back, and instantly he was upon the ground. His small snout rubbed against the carpet. He attempted to right himself, but collapsed as he felt his butt-cheeks expand. His jeans, once baggy were now painfully tight, and they sheathed cheeks that felt like twin water-balloons, and they were filling rapidly, becoming more supple. As they jiggled, the boy shuddered in arousal as he realized how sensitive they were. They lurched and tore his jeans apart. He pushed off the remnants, and arched his lengthening neck around to see two blue mounds of fur choking his briefs. He stroked them with his unchanged hand, and they shuddered in sensitivity. He couldn’t help himself; he massaged his new pony ass in hoof, and hand, sending a stream of precum rolling down his cock, and causing his tailbone to quiver.
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>>13665555 “Shit,” he thought “they’re real.” He further tested his ass cheeks which clenched on command, swallowing his briefs until it disappeared between them, and it appeared as though he were looking directly at a taut blue filly ass, which caused him to spill more seed. Like a lightening bolt out of a cloud, his tail exploded through his briefs, shredding what was left of them, causing him to cum as he moaned in ecstasy. It caressed his ass cheeks, sending a shudder up his spine as he whimpered, his fine blue fur poofed out in delight. His hips simultaneously widened and shifted, forcing him to his fore-hoof and hand. He attempted to right himself but could do so no longer.
He attempted a bipedal stance, balancing himself with the counter. However, the strain in his back with the counter sent a spasm through his body which sent him backwards a few feet, planting him firmly on his new air cushion of an ass, hardening his cock once more, and smearing a purple blush across his cheeks. He glanced at his dick to discover it was beginning to recede.
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>>13665593 A grimace of fear gripped his features as he grabbed at his dick in a desperate attempt to salvage it. However, both hand and hoof fumble with the blue tube, and the activity only aroused him more. The erect dick quickly sank into his pink, hot, pussy as his balls were foisted within. The intense heat in his cunt caused him to gasp, then he kicked his pant shards off of his ankles to reveal a new set of blue hooves and hocks gracing his formerly plantigrade feet. His heart doubled in tempo. He backpedaled until his back was against the wall. It was starting to sink in. His skin was a cage, and he was trapped in this body.
The cunt completed its formation with a visceral pop, and a fine line of translucent blue cum rolled from her hot pink clit to asshole. He, now biologically a she, gazed at her new hooves, and cunt, his sweaty ass, and tail, then moaned, as a flurry of blue flesh encroached upon his chest, which swelled larger at every breath he drew. They formed two blue mounds tipped with turquoise nipples, straining against his t-shirt.
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>>13665607 Got any more? Good stuff, but it ended very suddenly
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>>13665607 >chest tits Had me until there, unless you have more.
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Greetings, friends. Some trips were cracked
>>13675986 Just letting you know.
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>>13676167 Thank you friend, greatly appreciated. This is my trip noa.
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come one new tripcode, be a good one, no whammies no whammies...SUBMIT Twisted Spectrum !!vm1+s/QTeIY Sun 22 Sep 2013 06:34:57 No. 13676642 Report >>13676167 Oh crap my tripcode is broken! Noooo my entire life is...
Oh, wait, I can make a new one. Phew, thank the Jesus.
Anyway, thanks for the kind heads up Anon. Though that link does make me wonder who took the time to crack these.
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Yeah, not exactly sure what the point of revealing peoples trips is, but here's my new one.
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>>13676642 Yeah, no kidding. Glad that my trip wasn't up there though, I must not be important enough to warrant it.
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>>13676642 >>13677315 >>13677453 If you are not using secure trips, you might as well expect it to be cracked. If you like your insecure trips, it is probable to come up with a more creative hash.
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Five Score, Divided by Four Twisted Spectrum !!vm1+s/QTeIY Sun 22 Sep 2013 10:25:34 No. 13679230 Report >>13676642 >mfw when my new tripcode had a plus sign! Five Score, Divided by Four
>Chapter 26: Reunion Google Doc (mature):
http://derpy.me/TwistedSpectrum FimFic (PG-13):
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>>13435273 I look down the road we’re walking along, “Almost there girls! I recognize these turns.”
Pinkie frowns. “Tell me again why we didn’t have that limo drive us all the way to the farm? I mean, the plane landed, a brand new limo came, and he told us he would drive us anywhere. Why did we have him drop us off on an abandoned road ten miles back behind us?”
Shining replies, “It’s safer that the limo guy doesn’t know our final address. We don’t want any humans to know the location of the farm.”
Pinkie nods. “How many miles to the farm? And what time of day is it now?”
“It’s 7pm and we are less than a mile away” Rarity rolls her eyes. “Pinkie, we discussed all this a few minutes ago, honestly you never listen.”
Pinkie scroffs, “Hey I knew all of that, I’m just asking questions for the sake of anyone else listening in.”
I raise an eyebrow. “Like who?”
She stares off in a weird direction. “Don’t worry about that, honey.”
I narrow my eyes. “Don’t call me honey, Pinkie.”
She nods. “Fine, I won’t call you Honey Pinkie. Not sure why that has to be a rule, but whatever you say Dashie.”
Shining rubs his eyes, “Pinkie, sometimes I don’t know about you.”
“Only sometimes?” Rarity questions, bemused with herself.
I laugh at the exchange, which causes Shining to raise an eyebrow. “Amused, Dash?”
I grin. “I’m just in a really good mood here guys. I can’t wait for you all to meet Jack.”
Shining glances at me again. “Calm down missy. We’re talking about Applejack here, not Jesus.”
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Five Score, Divided by Four Twisted Spectrum !!vm1+s/QTeIY Sun 22 Sep 2013 10:26:48 No. 13679237 Report >>13679230 I give him a playful shove. “Haha, very funny. But seriously, our world’s AJ is pretty awesome, just you wait and see. And there’s more to it than that, I’m super excited to finally have us all together. All of the elements under one roof! It’s a reunion twenty five years in the making.”
Twilight nods. “Discord did specifically work to ‘scatter the six’, the fact that we are all back together is in itself a pretty huge blow to his plans.”
“Exactly,” I confirm. “And once we are all together I know we can figure this out. If I learned anything from the show, it’s that we are unbeatable as a group. No task will be too great, and nothing can stop us!”
Shining smiles. “It’s like the saying goes: ‘I have witnessed the tremendous energy of the masses. On this foundation, it is possible to accomplish any task whatsoever’.”
Twilight raises an eyebrow at her brother. “Shining, you read the Little Red Book?”
He looks over at her. “What? No, I don’t even know what that is. I’m just quoting the Civilization Five trailer.”
Twilight shakes her head. “Don’t quote that line, it’s from Mao Zedong. You know, the guy whose rule caused the deaths of over fifty million people through starvation, forced labor and executions? He’s one of the worst perpetrators of genocide in the past century.”
Shining tilts his head. “Twilight, why you gotta bring genocide into this?”
Pinkie pokes the alicorn in the flank. “Yeah, we were talking about accomplishing tasks, meeting friends, and the book of Little Red Riding Hood, but then you come in here and start talking about genocide? Not cool Twilight, not cool.”
Twilight groans and then looks over at me. “Dash, please tell me there is at least one new pony on this farm that is educated enough for me to converse normally with.”
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Five Score, Divided by Four Twisted Spectrum !!vm1+s/QTeIY Sun 22 Sep 2013 10:28:04 No. 13679248 Report >>13679237 I chuckle. “Well, Big Mac is a really somber guy who takes everything very maturely. Also, Fluttershy is actually a lot smarter than you would think. She actually figured out the Discord thing all by herself, oh, and she was the one who got the idea for me to go find you guys”
Twilight smiles for the first time in a while. “I’d love to meet her.”
Shining makes the equivalent of a male ‘squee’ and claps his front hooves together. “Oh god, I never even thought about that. Fluttershy is here? I have to see her! Is she as adorable in person?”
I laugh at his expression. “Yes, and yes. See, this is why I’ve been trying so hard to get you guys here! This reunion is going to be awesome!”
Pinkie hops in front of me. “Will there be a party? We totally need a welcome party! Maybe even a welcome wagon!” Pinkie taps her chin. “Wait, can you arrive with a welcome wagon? Or are welcome wagons only for people that are arriving?”
“Too late to worry about that Pinkie.” I stop and wave a hoof to a dirt path on our right as excitement fills my voice. “We’re here! Taa-daa!”
Silence falls on us and a few crickets are heard. Rarity looks at me. “Darling, what can I say, I think we expected more.”
I roll my eyes and gesture at the crummy path. “Gah, you city ponies are strange. This is just the entrance, the farm is over the hill, sheesh.”
“Oh,” Shining mumbles as we make our way on the path. “Well, next time save the taa-daas for when we actually arrive at the buildings.”
I shake my head and follow behind them. “Well, I texted Jack when we landed, she said she would meet us at the edge of her property.”
Shining peers ahead as we crest the hill and see the farm buildings below us. “That must be her. Jack carries her hair in the ‘AJ ponytail’ and wears a Stetson, right?”
I laugh, “On a cold day in hell maybe. Nah, Jack hates the Applejack look, she would never dare wear something like that.”
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Five Score, Divided by Four Twisted Spectrum !!vm1+s/QTeIY Sun 22 Sep 2013 10:31:18 No. 13679271 Report >>13679248 Twilight glances back at me, then points a hoof forward. “Well, then who is that?”
I make my way to the front of the group and spot Jack dressed up in the stereotypical Applejack appearance. Before I can register what the hell is going on, the farm mare is upon our group. “Jack?”
She does a small bow. “Well howdy y’all, my name’s Applejack and seeing you gals makes me happier than a rattlesnake in a prairie dog hole!” The earth pony rears up on her back legs. “Yee-haw!”
I tilt my head. “Uh, Jack?”
She ignores me and trots forward. “Hot diggity-dog ponies, welcome to the Apple Family Farm! We’ve got the only farm as wild as a peach orchard hog in these parts!”
I scratch my head with a hoof, what the hell is up with Jack? She is not supposed to be this far on the country bumpkin scale. “Apple Family Farm? Jack, I thought this place was called the Smith family farm?”
She looks at me with a disconcerting smile. “Jack? That name is nonsense, call me Applejack darlin’, I ain’t worked the apple fields this hard to not be called an Apple myself, ya hear?”
“What?” Shining takes a step back.
AJ sees the white unicorn and rears up on her hind legs again. “Well, butter my butt and call me a biscuit! We got ourselves royalty here on the farm!”
“What?” Shining takes another step away from the deranged earth pony.
“Royalty right here on our humble farm, well I’ll be! Cut off my legs an’ whislte me shorty, you know what that calls for?”
“I’m afraid to ask,” Shining replies as he glances nervously at me.
I stare at my friend. “AJ, tone it down a little, I don’t know what’s--.”
I cut myself off as I hear the sound of a banjo come from behind one of the sheds. Applejack stomps her hooves to the beat. “You see, on the Apple Farm we got...”
My ears slide forwards. “Oh no, don’t you dare. Don’t you fucking dare.”
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Five Score, Divided by Four Twisted Spectrum !!vm1+s/QTeIY Sun 22 Sep 2013 10:33:10 No. 13679285 Report >>13679271 The banjo gets louder and AJ takes a deep breath then bursts out into song. “~Our farm has apples and bushels, and spades and socials! Crops and horses, and tools and tortoises~”
Twilight stares at her, oblivious to the music. “But why would you have tortoises?”
The earth pony continues unabated. “~The Apple Farm, the Apple Farm, things are better on the Apple Farm. From peas to potatoes, and tulips to tomatoes, it’s all better on the Apple Farm~”
“Jack...” I feel my heart sink in my chest as the farm pony dances around to the bluegrass beat. I’m getting the feeling we lost Jack. She’s a goner. Human Jack is no more, redneck Applejack has taken over her mind completely.
Pinkie starts clapping her hooves, “Oh boy, this is a welcome wagon! Can I sing along?”
Applejack slides up alongside her and they sing the chorus in unison, “The Apple Farm, the Apple Farm...”
Rarity glances over at me. “She wasn’t like this when you left Dash?”
“~Not a normal farm, no, the Apple Farm! Barns and silos, and fields and fallows, it’s all here on the Apple Farm!~
“No!” I exclaim, a bit of panic filling my voice. “She wasn’t like this at all!”
“~The Apple Farm, full of happiness. The Apple Farm, void of pettiness.~”
Shining walks over to me and puts a hoof on my shoulder. “I’m sorry Dash, if only we got here sooner, maybe we could have saved her.”
“~The Apple Farm, ponies without a stirrup! The Apple Farm...~”
“...Eeeeeyup!” Big Mac appears from the side to fill his line.
My ears fall flat. “Oh no! Mac, not you too!”
Applejack and Mac sing the chorus in unison as Pinkie joins in on the lines shes knows. “~The Apple Farm, the Apple Farm, things are better on the Apple Farm. From peas to potatoes, and tulips to tomatoes, it’s all better on the Apple Farm!~”
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Five Score, Divided by Four Twisted Spectrum !!vm1+s/QTeIY Sun 22 Sep 2013 10:34:19 No. 13679292 Report >>13679285 I glance at Jack’s eyes and notice a familiar twinkle, then I notice her foretelling grin. I facehoof and laugh softly to myself. “Haha, Very funny, Jack.”
“Apples and wheat, and hay and... aww fuck it, the gig’s off.” Jack and Mac burst out laughing, with the latter pony actually falling over as laughter fills his body.
“You should have seen your face, oh my God.” Mac wipes the tears of laughter from his face and turns to shut off a speaker that was playing the background music. “That was priceless! We should have gotten a camera for that.”
I shake my head. “You guys are assholes, I actually thought you were that far gone.”
AJ grins wide. “It was only fair after all the pranks you played on us over the years.”
Pinkie looks around, confused. “Wait, so is there more song or are we done here? I was just getting into that.”
Twilight allows herself to laugh. “Very clever, we were actually worried for a while.”
Rarity observes everything from a few steps behind me. “Well then, you certainly know how to make an introduction. And speaking of which...” She trots forwards. “My name is Rarity, it’s a pleasure to meet you, and I thank you for allowing us to stay here on your estate.”
Jack spits off to the side. “It’s more a farm than an estate, but thanks Rarity, the pleasure is all ours.” She shakes her hoof.
Mac follows suit. “Pleasure to meet you Miss Rarity.”
She blushes slightly. “Thanks, and fair notification, I’m not on the market.”
Mac laughs softly, “Wow, I think that’s a new record for me. I barely said hello.”
Shining steps up to shake Mac’s hoof, and presumably to change the subject “Ah, yes the name’s Shining Armor. Thanks for hosting my friends and I.”
The red stallion nods at his white counterpart. “Another male, finally! I was worried I would be the only one here.”
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Five Score, Divided by Four Twisted Spectrum !!vm1+s/QTeIY Sun 22 Sep 2013 10:35:21 No. 13679301 Report >>13679292 Jack stares at Shining as the other ponies exchange introductions and hoofshakes. She eventually pokes me in the side. “Lucky bastard, how come Shining Armor got to keep his dick and we lost ours?”
I smile. “Oh, Shining didn’t win as much as you think he did, Jack.”
She continues to look at him. “He certainly looks like a winner to me.”
I blink. “Wait, Jack? Are you...” I start to laugh.
She glances at me. “What’s so funny.”
I gesture at the white stallion. “The only other stallion you’ve seen up to now was your brother.” I raise my eyebrows. “I think little Miss Apple Jackie is admiring the handsome looks of the first guy she’s seen since becoming a girl. Jack, I think you have a crush on Shining...”
I brace for impact but Jack doesn’t strike. She just looks the other way and stammers for a moment. “Gah, shut up Dash, why you gotta bring that out into the open?”
I stick out my tongue. “Hey, you got me with that song and dance routine prank. I owe you a few solid jabs.”
“You know, things were really peaceful here when you were gone.”
“Yeah, but I bet it was boring.”
“This is true.” She laughs softly and looks back over at the stallion. “You were right though, he is the first real stallion I’ve seen. Damn, this is awkward. I was just getting used to being a girl, and now this new facet of this life has to show up.”
I knew I could bring up the fact that Shining is already in a relationship, and that would calm her thoughts about whether or not he would be interested in her. But nah, it’s far more fun to see her mind running wild. I nudge her in the ribs. “Isn’t this great? We’re both girls now and both admit to ogling over stallions. We can legitimately have girl talk! We can cuddle under blankets, talk about cute guys, and then have pillow fights with each other!”
She glances at me with one eye. “How did pillow fights come into this?”
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Five Score, Divided by Four Twisted Spectrum !!vm1+s/QTeIY Sun 22 Sep 2013 10:36:27 No. 13679307 Report >>13679301 I smile mischievously. “Oh, so you question the pillow fights, but you don’t reject the idea of us girls having a slumber party and talking about cute guys? My my Applejack, how the mighty have fallen.”
She shakes her head and repeats herself. “Things were so quiet and peaceful when you were gone.”
I giggle. “I’m still not hearing a no to the girl talk. This is great, I’ll go tell Rarity! She’s going to be so excited. We can put on makeup and hold a fashion show together while we talk about guys!”
“Go buck yourself Dash.”
“I would if I could!” I laugh aloud. “And I still didn’t hear a no!”
~~~~~~
“Where’s Fluttershy by the way?” Shining asks as he goes to the kitchen to get a third helping of food. “I was really looking forward to seeing her.”
AJ picks her teeth clean with a piece of wheat field grass. “She’s out in the forest.”
I glance up at Jack. “The forest? What? Why?”
Mac answers for her. “Dash, right after you left Fluttershy decided to start a little project right at the treeline. She’s building a little cottage or something out there to call her own home. I told her a hundred times she was more than welcome to sleep in the farmhouse, but she seemed pretty determined to have a place out there.”
AJ chuckles and continues the story for her brother. “She said she found it hard to sleep indoors over here. Said she found it more relaxing when she had her animal friends close by.” AJ sighs, “She really is becoming Fluttershy. I mean, I know it’s expected, but yikes.”
Shining nods as he scarfs down the food. “Can we see her tomorrow?”
Mac waves a hoof, “Yeah of course, she spends most of the day helping us out on the farm proper.” Mac pauses for a second as he eyes the stallion. “You seem pretty interested in seeing her. You got a thing for yellow mares?”
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Five Score, Divided by Four Twisted Spectrum !!vm1+s/QTeIY Sun 22 Sep 2013 10:37:30 No. 13679315 Report >>13679307 I choke on the glass of water I’m drinking, and Twilight, Rarity, and AJ all turn to stare at Shining, who blushes profusely. “What? No, no, I just like her character on the show!”
“Mmhmm,” Mac scratches his chin with a hoof.
Shining trots over to Rarity and gives her a nuzzle. “I have zero interest in Fluttershy. I love Rarity with all my heart and we are together.”
I feel a sharp pang of jealously, and I’m honestly not sure if it’s directed at Shining or at Rarity.
On the other hand, AJ looks half relieved and half disappointed. “Oh, you’re taken?”
“Mmhmm.” Shining nuzzles Rarity again.
Mac raises an eyebrow. “Isn’t that a bit weird? I’m guessing Rarity was a man before. Isn’t that a touch weird getting with a former guy?”
I stare at Mac. “Oh? And what’s wrong with that sort of relationship Mac? You have something against mares that used to be guys?”
Mac swallows nervously and blushes slightly, but Rarity answers his question. “Not that it matters, but the two of us were male and female before we changed.”
I smile at her omission of one crucial detail about that wording, but I guess it’s fine either way. Shining kisses her on the cheek. “I love you Rarity, and I want everyone to know it.”
“Wait.” Jack furrows her brow for a few seconds before looking back up at them. “Wait a second here.”
“I love you too Shining.” Rarity professes.
Jack says three words, and the world stops spinning: “What about Cadance?”
“...”
It was quiet enough to hear a mouse blink, and I glance over at Shining along with every other pair of eyes in the room.
“I, uh.” Shining stammers. “Well, I brought this up before, way back when this started.”
Rarity nods. “Yeah, we both agreed that since he’s not really Shining, he doesn’t have to worry about Cadance.”
Jack leans forward. “But you are Shining. Like, really.”
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Five Score, Divided by Four Twisted Spectrum !!vm1+s/QTeIY Sun 22 Sep 2013 10:38:33 No. 13679321 Report >>13679315 He looks off into the distance. “Okay, so I never really thought about that part of this before...”
Pinkie giggles loudly. “You’re married Shining! You have a pink pony for a wife!” She smiles wide. “Shining has a wife and he doesn’t even know it!”
I laugh softly as well, I can’t believe I never made that connection myself. “Damn Shining, you’re married to Cadance. I bet she’s a fucking fox too, a perfect ten for sure.”
AJ nods. “Well, she is the Princess of Love.”
Shining swallows nervously, then rubs Rarity gently. “I haven’t seen her in twenty five years, I’m sure she would understand that our relationship has passed. I’m with Rarity now, and only Rarity. The princess and I and not together.”
Rarity beams. “Thanks darling, and if Cadance ever does show up, I’m not letting you go without a fight.”
He laughs and gets up for more food. “Good to know honey.” He returns with his bowl full once again, and he seems eager to get off the romance topic. “You know, I never had anything food quite like this. What is it again?”
“Alfalfa sprouts.” I say with a chuckle, amused at Shining’s drastic topic change. “Get used to it, alfalfa is easily the best stuff that grows on this farm. Well, for pony’s taste buds anyway.”
Mac smiles. “And our farm has the tastiest crops in the state. Therefore making that the best bowl of food within a five hundred mile radius.”
“Well your hard work certainly pays off. Thanks again for taking us in.” Twilight nods politely from the end of the table. “You certain us being here won’t deplete your food stores?”
AJ and Mac laugh at the same time. Mac turns to the alicorn. “Miss, this farm grows enough food to feed a small town. Our water is all from our own well, and we have a generator that runs on plant refuse. Trust me, the farm can support four new bodies."
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Five Score, Divided by Four Twisted Spectrum !!vm1+s/QTeIY Sun 22 Sep 2013 10:39:37 No. 13679333 Report >>13679321 We could support fifty times that number if we wanted to, the only real limiting factor right now is beds.”
Several ponies across the table all exchange looks. I decide to ask the question, “Yeah, how are we doing that by the way?”
AJ nods slowly. “Well, we have four bedrooms. Mac’s, mine, and two guest rooms. With Flutters out in the woods at the moment we have seven ponies for four rooms.”
Rarity speaks up, “Shining and I can take a room.”
AJ agrees, “Makes sense. I can take Twilight in mine and that would leave Dash and Pinkie to share the other guest room. That okay with you gals?”
Twilight nods. “I can make do with that, thanks for the offer.”
Pinkie agrees, “Fine by me, I can sleep anywhere!”
Jack stands up to carry some plates to the kitchen and Twilight leans across the table to get closer to me as she whispers, “Dash, I know you might not wanna share a room with Pinkie. If you’d like, we can switch spots every other night.”
I make sure Jack is out of earshot before I reply, grinning. “Don’t worry Twilight, I don’t plan to sleep in that guest room.”
~~~~~
I moan into the pillow. “Three times! Oh sweet Celestia, Big Mac, I can’t handle any more of those! You gotta slow down back there!”
The stallion’s muzzle comes up from my loins. “Oh? Come on Dash, I thought you were built for stamina!”
I pant for a few seconds. Mac knows we can’t fuck since we are worried about pregnancy, but oral sex is still fair game. With both of us as aroused as we both were, Mac came fairly quickly. Then he did so a second time a few minutes later, which more or less emptied his reserve tank. My female body, however, didn’t have a limiter on it, and Mac was eager to make up for the entire week of sex that we missed out on.
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Five Score, Divided by Four Twisted Spectrum !!vm1+s/QTeIY Sun 22 Sep 2013 10:40:40 No. 13679344 Report >>13679333 I hold up a hoof, noticing that my limbs are visibly shaking. “I am built for stamina, but you gotta take it easy on me Mac, it’s been awhile since we’ve done this. I know multiple orgasms is an amazing perk, but you gotta give me a minute to breath in between!”
“Fine.” Mac sighs as he starts licking my cutie marks to keep himself occupied as I recover.
My ear twitches. “Mac, do you hear that?” He pauses and looks at the ceiling, a second later a muffled moan is heard through the walls. I grin wide. “Ah, it’s Rarity.”
He glances at me. “You sure that’s her?”
“Oh, I’m sure.” I instinctively reach a hoof down between my legs and enjoy that memory.
Mac eyes my hoof. “Hey, looks like break time is over.”
I feel his tongue on my folds once more and I bite my lip. “Ah, fuck. Mac, you’re insatiable.”
He pushes his muzzle deeper into me. “I don’t know why you’re complaining. You’re the one with multiple orgasms missy. You clearly have the better deal here.”
I run a hoof through his mane. “Good point. Tomorrow we’ll ask Twilight for a gender swap spell to use on you.”
“Me as a girl? Yeah right, in your dreams Dash.”
I lick my lips. “In my dreams? Nah. That’s usually me on a bed with you, Shining, Caramel, Braeburn, and a dozen other stallions...”
Mac mumbles from between my legs. “What was that babe?”
I bite my lip as another wave of pleasure floods over me. “Nothing, just keep doing whatever you’re doing down there.”
~~~~~
“Hey, Rainbow Dash, I’m going to check the perimeter, you want in?”
The cyan mare looks up from her morning grits, “Hmm? Thanks for the offer Shining, that’s really kind of you.” Dash stops to rub her thighs. “But, uh, I think I’m going to pass on that offer right now. I’m a little sore from, uh, some stuff last night.” The mare blushes and goes back to eating.
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Five Score, Divided by Four Twisted Spectrum !!vm1+s/QTeIY Sun 22 Sep 2013 10:42:09 No. 13679356 Report >>13679344 I shrug and look around at the other pony at the breakfast table. “That’s fine. Hey, Big Mac, how about you? Up for a morning run?”
He looks out the window. “Sure, I suppose I can show you around.”
“Awesome, this is really great.” I smile wide. “I can’t get over all this open space you have out here. The idea of waking up and going to a run across the open fields is just amazing. Do you ever do that here? Wake up early and just go outside and get the blood flowing?”
“You’re not familiar with farm work are you?” Mac smirks. “Wake up early and get the blood flowing from working outdoors? Yeah, we do that sometimes. You know, on days ending with ‘y’.”
“Ah, right.” I flatten my ears a bit. “So, shall we?”
“You kids have fun!” The blue pegasus waves from the table. I never quite understood that woman. Half of her is the laziest being in existence, but her other half is the most determined, athletic one here. It scares me to think what she could accomplish if she ever gets 100% determined.
Mac and I don’t say too much as we canter around the entire farm and I get a feel for my surroundings. I like knowing where we are and how to defend it. Since I’m technically still Captain of the Guard, I feel like I’m largely responsible for the defense of the farm. “So, Mac, how often does this farm get visitors?”
He gives me a glance. “You mean other than you ponies? Not often at all. We’re in the middle of nowhere, and we’re surrounded by state forests just for good measure. I mean, in April we get the tax evaluator for that year, but other than that we don’t get visitors unless we specifically invite them.”
I nod. “We’ll have to think about a way to deal with that guy when he arrives. If nothing else, maybe we can bribe him to not report back about talking horses running a farm. Secrecy and staying under the radar is going to be, by far, our best defense.”
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Five Score, Divided by Four Twisted Spectrum !!vm1+s/QTeIY Sun 22 Sep 2013 10:43:14 No. 13679365 Report >>13679356 Mac laughs. “Defense against what? Jack and I are more than capable of protecting our land. We’ve done so for decades, and I daresay it’s even easier to run this place now that we’re both ponies.”
I raise an eyebrow. “No shit? I figure it would be hard to do manual labor with hooves.”
He looks at my horn and chuckles. “The curse of being a unicorn, you rely on your magic for so much that you don’t learn how to do things with your limbs. I mean, sure, some farm things are hard or impossible to do with hooves. But, on the other hoof, having a body as resilient as this lets me get around all those things.”
I shake my head. “I don’t follow.”
Mac smiles. “As a human, I had to do lots of things I don’t have to do anymore. For example, I used to have to mend horseshoes for our stallions and work on training them to pull the plow. Well, I don’t have to do that anymore.”
I scratch my chin with a hoof. “Because what, the horses listen to you now that you’re a pony?”
Mac laughs, “Screw that, I just pull the plow myself. Saves so much time, trust me.”
I stumble. “Wait, you what? You pull a farm plow? Like an animal?”
Mac waves a hoof. “Newsflash prince we are ponies, ain’t nothing wrong with doing a little manual labor for the sake of the farm. And like I said, it’s actually less work than training the horses to do it.”
I sigh, “I guess that makes sense. But what about other tasks? Surely some things on the farm are harder to do as a pony than they were as a human?”
Mac chews his lip for a moment. “Not really, the stamina of this body more than makes up for the use fingers had around here. I can work 20 hours a day and not break a sweat, if I tried that as a human I would die of exhaustion on the second day. And like I said, so many things are just easier as a pony."
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Five Score, Divided by Four Twisted Spectrum !!vm1+s/QTeIY Sun 22 Sep 2013 10:44:21 No. 13679369 Report >>13679365 He continues, "Let’s say I want to clear a small tree. As a human I would need to get my chainsaw, then I would have to oil and sharpen the chain, then burn some diesel and operate it. It would take me the better part of an hour to get that all done. Now, as a pony I can’t do any of those things, but I can just go up to the tree and buck it until it’s nothing but splinters. Boom, tree down, job done in thirty seconds. Afterwards, I’m even strong enough to just drag the entire tree with with me. That last part is a hell of a lot easier than breaking it down into pieces tiny enough for a human to carry.”
I raise an eyebrow. “Wait, are you telling me you can knock a tree over with a kick?”
“Well it takes more than one sometimes, but yeah.” Mac nods somberly. “Lesson for the future, you don’t ever, ever want to get kicked by an Earth pony.”
I stammer. “Yeah, but, a tree? How do you kick an entire tree over?”
Mac spits off to the side. “Prince, I don’t think you fully understand how strong earth ponies are. Let me tell you something, in our stables we have the mares and stallions separated for obvious reasons. In front of each section is a reinforced steel gate that gets locked. It’s specifically designed to hold back fully grown horses. I mean, we’re talking 4 inches thick of reinforced steel built to contain stallions that go crazy smelling the heat.” The red earth pony gestures at the stable house off to the side. “Well, back when this started, Applejack went into those stables.”
I raise my eyebrow. “What? Why?”
He shrugs. “I’m not sure, Dash and I weren’t here when that went down. All I know is that when we came back, Jack was outside and the stable door was bucked open. And I mean bucked open. The steel gate was literally kicked clean off it’s hinges. Darndest thing I’d ever seen.”
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Five Score, Divided by Four Twisted Spectrum !!vm1+s/QTeIY Sun 22 Sep 2013 10:46:01 No. 13679378 Report >>13679369 I let out a low whistle. “Your sister is that strong? Damn, we could have used some of your farm ponies back in Seattle.”
Mac gives me a smirk. “Had some metal doors you needed kicked down?”
I nod slowly. “We were locked in a jail cell built by a gang.”
“A jail cell for what? Where?”
I laugh softly. “It’s a long story...”
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I look up to see Shining Armor and Big Mac walk down the path. I smirk, “Hey look, it’s guy’s night out.”
Rarity glances over at them. “Oh Dash, let them be. I think it’s great that they are getting along. I do think Shining needs a male figure to hang around with. I mean think about it. He spends twenty five years as a girl, and then once he turns into a guy male he gets surrounded by nothing but mares. How is he supposed to learn what it means to be a guy?”
I point in their general direction with a wing. “Assuming he wants to be a guy. Shining seems to be in the camp where he’s not happy with his body and wants to change back.”
Rarity sighs. “True, but there’s nothing wrong with that. Honestly Dash, why must you look down at Shining’s hesitance to let go of his past. It does seem like the more logical way to approach this situation. My own rapid acceptance of being this dainty, fashionable mare scares me sometimes. I mean really, why am I so amazingly comfortable in the skin of a female pony?”
“Because you are a female pony,” I say with a sly grin, but then pause and sigh. “But you’re right, Rarity. Maybe I have been a little hard on Shining. I can’t read him that well, but I suppose he really is the most reasonable, sane pony out of all of us.”
“Ooo are you guys talking about me?” Pinkie appears out of nowhere, grinning wide.
“No.” Rarity and I say in a loud unison.
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Five Score, Divided by Four Twisted Spectrum !!vm1+s/QTeIY Sun 22 Sep 2013 10:48:01 No. 13679394 Report >>13679378 Her ears go flat a little but AJ’s arrival changes the mood. “Ah, Pinkie, why’d you run off that like? I was in the middle of telling you a personal story and then I turn around and you’re just gone.”
Pinkie shrugs, “I had to enter an awkward pause that was nearby.”
Rarity laughs softly but Jack just nods. “Yeah, sure. Anyways, are you ready to help me feed the horses?”
I glance at the pink mare, then back at Jack. “You really trust Pinkie around your livestock? You do realize she will probably just try to draw smiley faces on them with lipstick.”
Pinkie pouts, “Hey! That only happened once!”
“Twice.” Rarity corrects her.
Jack facehoofs. “Look, doesn’t matter, we have a ‘two man’ rule, I need someone to go in there with me.”
I tilt my head. “Two man rule? Jack, this isn’t a nuclear launch protocol, you’re just feeding horses.”
She bites her lip and rubs a hoof into the ground nervously. “It’s just a rule we came up with. It’s not, well, safe to go into the stables by yourself. It gets weird, trust me.”
“Right.” I nod slowly, then stretch my legs. “I’ll go with you Jack.”
“Great, thanks.”
I glance over at Rarity. “You want to come too, Miss Unicorn?”
Rarity hesitates. “Sorry Dash, mind if I sit this one out? Wild horses are not really my thing.”
I smile at her. “Of course Rarity, I’ll catch up with you later.”
AJ, Pinkie, and I turn tail and head for the farm. We don’t get far before Jack turns to me. “You and Rarity seem awfully close.”
I sigh. “Why does every pony keep saying that?”
Pinkie does a scrunchy face. “Wait, every pony? I never said that about you.”
I nod politely. “This is true! Thank you Pinkie, you’re a good friend.”
Pinkie beams, but AJ just shrugs, “It’s just strange is all. Rarity and Rainbow Dash are not really that close.”
“Says who?” I implore, even though I already knew the answer.
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Five Score, Divided by Four Twisted Spectrum !!vm1+s/QTeIY Sun 22 Sep 2013 10:49:50 No. 13679406 Report >>13679394 “The TV show,” Jack replies. “Rarity and Dash were not enemies, but you never really say them being super close.”
I smile. “Well, clearly the TV show is missing a few details then, isn’t it? Really though, Rarity is seriously awesome. There’s a lot more to her than you think.”
“I suppose.” Jack muses as we enter the stables. “Anyways, Pinkie, you can do whatever for a minute. Dash, help me carry these feed bags.”
“Sure thing boss.” I head over to help her, but then pause as I take in her appearance once more. “So, Jack, you really went for that Applejack look? I thought you loathed that idea.”
The farm mare blushes for a second and adjusts her Stetson. “Well, you know, I found this hat and braided my mane in a ponytail just for the sake of that welcome prank yesterday.”
I pick up a bag of feed. “But, now we’re in today. So what’s the deal?”
“Dangit, Rainbow, you’re gonna make me admit it?” She blushes slightly. “I, well, I realized I sorta like wearing this hat. And the tight braided hair is actually really practical for the farm work.”
“I see.” I head back for another bag of feed. “Well, that’s fine. No shame is looking the part. You look good AJ.”
She mumbles an embarrassed thanks and I just smile. I do actually like her new look. Well, I guess technically it’s her classic look, but whatever, it suits her.
The work continues for a bit longer and I start to think about the animals in here that we are feeding. “What are you going to do with these horses Jack? You guys really don’t need them anymore.”
She nods. “Yeah I know. But we can’t just let them go, they are all registered with this farm. If we set them free and someone finds one, they would report it to the police. The police would then come here asking if this was our horse.”
I rub my neck, attracting police to us is never a good thing. “Can you give them away to some other farmer?”
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Five Score, Divided by Four Twisted Spectrum !!vm1+s/QTeIY Sun 22 Sep 2013 10:51:44 No. 13679418 Report >>13679406 Jack nods. “Big Mac and I were talking about that. We know some local farms that could take them for us. But how would we handle the hand off? We would have to meet them face to face to give them the horses.”
I frown. “Yeah, meeting someone who deals in trading horses, probably isn’t a good idea when you’re in the body of a pony yourself. Yikes.”
Jack agrees, “At best, it would be really awkward. And at worst...”
I wince. “They decide to take you as part of the trade. They put a bridle on you, you are forced to go with your new owner, and you become just another head in the herd.”
“Mmhmm,” Jack murmurs as we both try to forget about that disturbing thought.
I haul one final bag of feed over to the last feeding trough, and I suddenly spot Pinkie. It shocks me for a second, as I totally forgot she was even in here. She’s staring at one of the mares for some reason. I approach her slowly, and study her expression as her eyebrows furrow in concentration. She continues to study the mare as I take another step closer to her. “Uh, Pinkie?”
The carefree pony ignores me and tilts her head. Her eyes twitch from some great effort as she seems to be struggling with seeing something. I look at the mare she’s staring at, then look back at Pinkie. “Pinkie, are you okay?”
I’m about to call Jack over, when suddenly the feral mare turns her head slightly out of boredom. A second after the movement the hair on Pinkie’s neck stands straight up and she stumbles backwards a few steps. I reach out to catch her. “Whoa, easy there Pinkie, what’s the matter?”
She looks at me as swallows nervously. “Nothing! It’s nothing, it’s, it’s, well you wouldn’t believe me if I told you.”
Jack appears beside us. “You two ready to go?”
Pinkie nods eagerly at the suggestion. “Yes please! This place is weird.”
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Five Score, Divided by Four Twisted Spectrum !!vm1+s/QTeIY Sun 22 Sep 2013 10:52:57 No. 13679422 Report >>13679418 Before we go, I glance once more at the common mare that Pinkie was staring at. It’s just an ordinary mare, she’s just poking around at the feed Jack laid at her feet. “Hey Jack, what’s the deal with this horse? Anything special?”
Jack glances at her. “That’s Sara, remember? She’s got a bad hoof infection and has been running a fever. She should recover though.”
“Right.” I scratch my head for a moment before following Jack and Pinkie out of the barn. Before long my mind already starts wondering what Mac is up to.
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I would have thought being the only alicorn around made me special, or maybe made others look up to me or something. Well, that’s not really the case, is it? I sigh as I sit next to the pond. I don’t know why I’m complaining, back when I was in charge I kept cracking under the pressure and telling people to stop asking me for questions. But now, well, now I feel completely useless. People listen to my brother, people listen to Rainbow Dash, and now people listen to AJ and Mac since this is their farm. Where does that put me, fifth on the totem pole? Am I that useless? Am I a side character in my own life?
I make my horn glow to summon a breeze, the same useless spell that I learned back in Seattle. Woo-hoo, I can make a breeze that creates a soft melody as it blows through leaves. I am totally up to the challenge of fighting Discord. Rampaging demi-god of chaos coming at me? Fear not, I can summon a breeze and then teleport away! I sigh, some ‘Element of Magic’ I am.
“Hey, that’s pretty awesome.” A sudden voice appears behind me.
I turn around. “Oh, hey, Big Mac.”
He trots down to my side. “That’s pretty neat, you can just summon wind at will? Just like that?”
I chuckle. “It’s pretty useless, trust me. Having the power over a soft breeze is about as pathetic as it sounds."
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Five Score, Divided by Four Twisted Spectrum !!vm1+s/QTeIY Sun 22 Sep 2013 10:54:31 No. 13679427 Report >>13679422 Most of my magic is like that, little more than parlor tricks with no real application. It won’t get me anywhere.”
Mac nods slowly, then draws in the sand with a hoof. “Pythagoras found that square of the hypotenuse of a right triangle is equal to the sum of the squares of the remaining sides.” Mac studies the triangle for a moment, then erases it with a hoof. “What a useless, stupid theorem. Who measures the squares of triangle sides? I don’t see any application for it, it’s nothing more than a parlor trick.”
I feel a slow smile spread across my face. “I never took you for a philosopher Big Mac.”
Mac remains silent for a moment. “There’s more to a farmer than his farm.” He looks me up and down softly. “How are you doing by the way? You’ve been really quiet since you got here.”
I chuckle. “I’ve been quiet for longer than that.”
“Nah, it’s not just the introvert side of you. There’s more to it than that.”
I shrug. “Maybe a little? I don’t know, I used to feel ready to take on any challenge. Then this pony thing hit and I fell lower and lower as I realized I could no longer explain things.” I shake my head. “You don’t know what that’s like Mac. That’s all I had. I was the girl that knew everything. That was my purpose in life, and everyone looked up to me for it. Have a question about something? Ask Tess! Need something figured out? Ask Tess! Have a problem no one can solve? Ask Tess!”
Mac nods. “And then Tess became Twilight.”
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Five Score, Divided by Four Twisted Spectrum !!vm1+s/QTeIY Sun 22 Sep 2013 10:57:21 No. 13679444 Report >>13679427 I stare off ahead. “And just like that, just like
flipping a switch, my usefulness vanished. All my friends were in a panic and needed answers, they needed my skills more than ever before. Where is Tess? Where are the answers? Well, she’s gone. Twilight is here now and she hasn’t been able to answer a single damn question since she arrived.” I wave a hoof at Mac as I fight back tears. “And before you say ‘Oh that’s okay, none of us have been able to answer questions’--.”
Mac clears his throat. “But it’s different for you, because that’s all you had. That was your real purpose, and you no longer have it.” The stallion sighs. “So you’re worried about what your purpose is now, if you even have one.”
I smile and lean into the stallion beside me. “You have no idea how good it feels to hear someone else say the words on your mind.”
Mac remains silent for another moment before nodding slowly. “You should talk with your brother about this, you know he really cares about you.” Mac closes his eyes with realization. “Ah, wait, let me guess, before the change he was the little one, and you were the one who cared for him?
I chuckle. “We were twins, but yes, I generally was in charge of things.”
Mac finishes my thoughts. “So now, when you feel useless, going to him with your problems just makes your own feeling of ineptitude that much worse.”
I look up at the stoic stallion. “You know, the show never really portrayed you as being this collected and wise Big Mac.”
He raises his eyebrows and stares at me. “Well, I think we need to blame the pony responsible for writing that entire script.”
I bite my tongue. “Touché Big Mac, touché.”
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>end ch26 ~~~~~~
Anonymous
>>13679444 You actually had me convinced with the bloody prank! Goddamnit, I think that's the first time I've been had by a story in a while...
Anonymous
>>13679444 This was a fantastic way to start the day.
Keep on doing what you do, Twisted.
Can't believe I fell for that prank, too. tf-sential !k.nFDlyHAI
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>>13680433 >>13679766 Huzzah for actually holding a ruse!
Serriph
>>13676167 >I haven't used a trip until now Now's a good time as any then, I assume?
>>13679444 Just when I think there's nowhere further to go, you find a way to keep the story interesting. There's too many fics these days that are too long and can't keep my interest enough to warrant it. Kinda like Naruto, or Bleach.
Twisted Spectrum !!vm1+s/QTeIY
>>13683295 The mature version is longer than Past Sins.
I want to get off Mr. Bones wild ride...
Anonymous
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>>13683435 Theres still Fallout: Equestria to beat....
Blackbox
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>>13683435 You can never leave
Anonymous
Is this hypnopony or a new thing entirely?
Anonymous
>>13685048 >new thing This is an OLD thing. It predates the hypno threads. Could argue this spawned 'em.
Anonymous
>>13685806 Really? TF really only took off as a stable recurring thread around when Four Score started, and at that point petponies was already a thing. Them and Tulpa are probably more related to hypno, right?
Anonymous
Is it better to be turned into a pre-existing pony (i.e. background or show characters) or just a generic pony/pony based off you?
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>>13685971 I think more people prefer pre-existing characters but as long as the meat of the story/picture is done well enough it doesn't matter as much as you might think
Anonymous
>>13685971 Pre-existing ones are easier to do because
>their personalities are established >not everyone is like the one character they change to, so it's interesting to see how they adapt But OCs are okay if done right. Icarus' Fable is a good example.
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>>13685971 First of course, who wants to be shitty OC
TwistedSpectrum !!vm1+s/QTeIY
>>13685910 >TF really only took off as a stable recurring thread around when Four Score started This thread has been around for a long time before I entered the scene. Proper credit goes to Zephyr (and others) for building up the community and establishing these threads well over a year ago.
I mean, I was lurking these threads for months before I even got the idea to write something myself.
Anonymous
>>13685910 It was a *consistent* recurring thread long before Pet Ponies or Four Score. Zephyr's story came into the thread early in its history, and for some time it was our Big Fic--a role since taken over by Four Score.
What's more, it might be mentioned that the Pet Pony General was started by a regular from this thread, and there's still substantial overlap in the userbases of the PTFG and Pet Pony IRC channels; the hypnosis thread was also kickstarted by a regular from this general who actually paid cashmoney for the Shy Pony file that someone had found on a pay-to-download hypnosis site so that people could actually start hypnotizing and not just talking about how they'd like to be hypnotized. So really, historically, PTFG, Pet Ponies, and Pony Hypnosis were all quite closely related, and PTFG could be argued to be the root. Tulpas were never *particularly* relevant to the hypnosis, pet pony, or transformation threads.
Of course, that was historically, and now, at least looking at the IRC, I feel it's quite safe to say that the tulpa and pony hypno groups are more related to each other than to either PTFG or the Pet Ponies--as anyone with half a lick of common sense avoids the tulpa and hypnosis channels like the plague, as they're filled with cancerous autistic circlejerking from underage b& halfwits. Anonymous
TwistedSpectrum !!vm1+s/QTeIY
>>13685971 I vote pre-excisting characters because there's more to work with and the readers already know how they look.
Also, if you find yourself liking that story, you can go then look up clop of that pony and find hundreds of great pics and imagine they are taken from that story universe. You can't do that if you use an OC.
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>>13686820 >implying #ptfg isn't a thinly veiled tulpa channel Anonymous
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>>13686423 Thanks for the kind words, dude.
I think the main reason why stories like mine and Zephyrs are moderately successful (and I'm still working to get mine on fimfic) is that the characters we have written aren't self inserts. We haven't tried to put our own personalities into any of the characters to a noticeable degree (the only similarity to the Icarus character I have is the mode of speech) so we built the characters from the ground up. For example, Archie is a mature, 40-50 year old man, stuck in the body of a pony around the same age as the CMC. Not one bit of how he acts is based on me nor anyone I know. A lot of shitty OC TF stories I've read on fimfic focus on the character that IS them who have turned to a pony. I've only really read one good self insert fic on fimfic, and that's The Alchemists Heart. It's well written enough to ignore the fact that the character is a self insert and focuses on building all of the characters in the story, not just the writers OC's.
I've never liked OC's, purely for the fact that a lot of them are self inserts, not "creations".
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>>13686851 Unless the writer draws a lot of their own terrible porn for the story
*shudder*
CyborgSamurai
The Last Crusade, Chapter 6 CyborgSamurai Sun 22 Sep 2013 23:17:14 No. 13688826 Report Anonymous
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Would you kindly direct me to stories about human males turning into stallions? With detail in the TF, if possible.
Anonymous
>>13688826 I was wondering, what canon does this belongs to?
Anonymous
>>13699188 That's set in the Five Score universe.
IMO, it's one of the top 2-3 fics of that sub genre. And from a purely technical standpoint, the writing is outstanding.
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>>13688826 Goddamnit, I do not need another story in 5score to follow.
Don't stop now, I feel bad not reading from the beginning on yours. Twisted Spectrum !!vm1+s/QTeIY
>>13698726 Oh a polite Anon asking for a fic request! I'd be glad to help, let's see you want a TF->stallion fic?
Alright, let's see, stallion fics... stallion fics...
Uh, guys, a little help here? I can't think of one off the top of my head, I know we have quite a few, but I'm drawing a blank at the moment...
Globe
>>13701619 Zenith's and mine.
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>>13698726 >>13701702 Both of which can be found on the PTFG Gdoc
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>>13698726 I only read Living Under the Moon, but there is little TF, as I recall.
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>>13700075 If you want a really slow stallion TF you could also read Ch 6 of Five Score. That chapter is pretty self contained, and it's all about a drawn out stallion TF.
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Twisted Spectrum !!vm1+s/QTeIY
>>13701702 Oh yeah, damn it's been a while.
Globe, why you no write more stories about poni that poni poni?
Taken Fanfix !!9tDaYSFJ09M
Potential return. Taken Fanfix !!9tDaYSFJ09M Tue 24 Sep 2013 10:19:27 No. 13714419 Report My RL situation actually gave me an idea for a story... but it's a fucked-up bittersweet one.
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>>13712327 Plot block, school, and a knack for coming up with excuses.
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Bump for great justice
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>>13714419 That's the best kind of story!
(and probably the most realistic if we're talking about someone changing species here)
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>>13714419 Make it have detailed body TF.
Anonymous
What do you guys think of two Succubus's into Princess Molestia and Queen Chrysalis TFs? I ended up having two ideas for those but I'm not sure when I'm going to get around to writing it, so I'm just going to post the ideas in here.
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>>13729202 There WAS New Beginnings, but I'm not sure if that's what you want, and plus I'm pretty sure that general is dead now.
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>>13729202 There's a fair amount of age regression on FiMfic, though nearly all of it goes to diaper wearing foal. There isn't much, say, age regression to CMC age.
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>>13727924 are you from mlpg Anonymous
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>>13729232 I wouldn't call it dead, It's more on hiatus for now.
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I know most people prefer longer, recurring TF stories, but I'm kind of in the mood to try and write a one-shot.
Twisted Spectrum !!vm1+s/QTeIY
Man, slow day today.
Here's something though, I did come across a really good inanimate TF fic on FimFic today. "Twilight's Dollhouse" is about a deranged Twilight who starts turning everyone in Ponyville into plastic pony toys, one at a time. Pretty solid story for anyone into inanimate TF:
https://www.fimfiction.net/story/91302/twilights-dollhouse Anonymous
>>13742374 Human turns into a pony.
Anonymous
>>13742374 human to wereponies?
Anonymous
>>13742503 >wereponies Oh, fuck. I want to see this.
"OH FUCK THE FULL MOON. NO! MUST...NOT...THINK...HAPPY...THINGS..."
Anonymous
>>13742555 The moon shone bright through my windows.
My eyes grew large--first with fear, then bigger still as unnatural changes began to overcome my body.
I was frightened out of my mind.
I wanted nothing more than to cuddle.
Except maybe to hug.
Anonymous
>>13742421 That reminds me of a movie... Forgot the name but it was about this kid who would turn people into toys and send them to this wheat field or something whenever he got angry at them
Anonymous
>>13742734 That was an episode of Twilight Zone as well as... maybe in the Twilight Zone movie? "It's a Good Life" is the episode.
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>>13742782 Ah, that might have been it. I saw it a long long time ago so my memory is a bit fuzzy but I definitely remember how creepy it was...
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>>13742503 >>13742555 Sounds fun. I'll see if I can get it done in the next day or two.
Anonymous
>>13743981 Make it progressive...as in him suddenly eating less meat, being more cheerful and stuff.
Also, what would trigger the TF?
Anonymous
How do I submit a story to the archive? Someone made one for me time ago, and he said I could post it wherever I wanted.
Blackbox
>>13744817 post it in the thread, credit the author, and we can put it in the google document.
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>>13746491 Additionally, have it in a pastebin or a google document that we can link to. It helps if you can tell us what tags to put on it, but we can handle that ourselves if need be.
Anonymous
>>13742374 Daring Do. There's like no Daring Do.
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>>13744733 >Also, what would trigger the TF? unexpected
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>>13744733 whenever they see anything mlp related?
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>>13748463 fruits basket pls go
Anonymous
>>13747021 In surprised there isn't much. The scenario is totally there. An archeologist exploring some jungle ruins, finds some ancient equine based society and defiles some tomb to get cursed and become pony.
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>>13750275 I personally think Daring Do is an underrated character. Shame she's fiction.
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>>13750275 Heck, an archaeologist studying ruins, like they actually would be studied, discover a door underground, and end up having an Indiana Jones-esque adventure but thinking the entire time that it shouldn't happen like that, and a trap that got them near the beginning ponifies them slowly as they trudge on.
End with emerging in Equestria.
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>>13742645 Damnit, Hugwolves!
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Sweetie Belle tf/tg tf-sential !k.nFDlyHAI Fri 27 Sep 2013 01:11:35 No. 13754791 Report Quoted By:
I bring you peeps stuff. I posted the inked version up here earlier, but due to busy-busy-ness, I haven't gotten around to coloring and inking it. Thankfully, my friend red-pear inked and colored it for me~!
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>>13742503 >>13742555 I was actually thinking of doing this with terrors of the night, but because I had no clue where to take it, I came up with something else.
Anonymous
Anyways, do the werepony thing. It's something interesting. I want to see some internal conflict between some guy's asshole personality and a sudden cheerful and happy pony personality.
Anonymous
>>13755154 Dr. Jekyll and Mrs. Twi?
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>>13757132 That's a pretty sweet idea in itself. Rewrite Dr. Jekyll to be a pony TF story. Some rich, successful scientist turns himself into a cute, cuddly pony with limited intelligence that just wants to hug people and be given brushies.
By taking a potion he is able to change back and forth and does so in order to study what it's like to be the pony. Eventually his body starts changing back into the pony on its own, and he has to constantly use the potion to remain human.
His potion supplies start to dwindle and he panics. He realizes the pony is taking over, and soon he won't be able to change back. No, he has to stop this! His work, his research his---
Brushie, brushie...
Anonymous
Where's that Sweetie Belle TF pic by tf-sential that was here a few posts ago but obviously got deleted? Can't find it on his DA profile.
I mean this one:
http://archive.heinessen.com/mlp/thread/S13422052#p13754791 Anonymous
>>13763765 http://puu.sh /4ByyB.jpg
probably got deleted for nsfw
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>>13763845 Yea, obviously.
Thank you, Anon.
It's nice Anonymous
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>>13701702 Hi, polite anon here. I read both, and I loved them. I wish they weren't in hiatus, though. I crave more guy-into-stallion.
Anonymous
>>13763361 I love this idea, but writing the character seems like it'd be tricky.
Anonymous
>>13766405 True, it would be more suited to be a novel.
Windburst !hc0DftR36k
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Been inactive for a few weeks duo to work and such, but finally got back to writing. Should have something tommorow or sunday at latest!
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>>13768890 If by good you mean dead then yes.
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AJ_Honesty
>>13763361 >>13766405 >>13766674 I wanna say 'Challenge Accepted' so badly. but I cant even finish my five score fic passed chapter five. I'll play with some stuff... We'll see.
(Also, considering in the human only TG world the Dr. Jekyll & Ms. Hyde concept has been done to death, I found it oddly amusing that no one groaned )
Anonymous
>>13772478 I don't want transgender. Just a guy turning into a pony guy.
AJ_Honesty
>>13772580 Well, not to make you have a sad, but It probably will be a TG, cause 1, I find it more enjoyable to write, and 2, well not sure if you noticed.. but it seems most people here enjoy the thought of becoming the little mare.
But we'll see. All I have right now is just the original story to go with, so...
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>>13772728 I have a sad.
Captcha: says soverit (BUT I'M NOT OVER IT YET)
Anonymous
ok, my two exams today took more work than I thought they would, so I'll work on writing tomorrow.
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>>13772580 Aghh, this. It seems every single transformation fic think it HAS to be transgender as well
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>>13774941 Source on that image please.
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>>13779438 No idea, I just found it on /mlp/ a while ago.
Anonymous
>>13777823 In my opinion, these fics are read because it is a complete mindfuck on the part of the the transformee. While changing bodies and having to adapt, sometimes in a new world,
or worse, the same world, is most of the fun for us, that last little bit comes from being a guy all their life and suddenly having that taken away. In my case, it is having that opportunity to start all over again.
Also, there is a general trend on this board of wanting to be the mare. There was a different thread that asked what sex, and race anons would like to be if they were sent to equestria. There were many more responses than there are anons in this thread, and most of them wanted to be mares. Anonymous
>>13781296 I can see where you are coming from, believe me. I do not *hate* the transgender fics, I am simply getting tired of them being pretty much every example. I guess I am one of those that enjoys seeing the results of the transformation, and the transformee having to deal with the consequences just as much as I enjoy the transformation itself. That and I certainly don't want to be the mare, little pony stallions are plenty cute on their own.
Windburst !hc0DftR36k
>>13781673 Without resorting to the old "this is my fetish" card, it's also the issue that most ponies just tend to be female to begin with. We got very little males actually in the show, and Oc ponies tend to be hit and miss here most of the times.
That being said, I did mess around with the idea of a rumble fic, and have actually written a prologue a while ago, just never went through with it since I already got two running fics, and until yesterday no time at all to update Anonymous
>>13781296 >>13781673 Maybe it's my rampant homosexuality, but I really enjoy situations where guys turn into stallions, not mares.
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>>13781808 There are plenty of stallions in the show, they just get very little focus. You can see them in the background all the time though.
My other issue with the whole transgender thing is that with so many of the fics, it robs them of their pony centrism, and often times the fic ends up revolving far more around a gender transformation, than of a transformation into a pony. Its like the story revolves around changing sex, and then they just tack on the pony part for giggles. The story could be almost identical regardless of what they are turning into, species wise. At least when the sex stays the same they have to put the focus on the pony part. I just feel like I have been reading the same exact story over and over and over. "Oh my god I have a vagina and oh yeah I am a pony or something"
Windburst !hc0DftR36k
>>13781901 I admit you're right about that, but as you said, we sadly get too little stallions with an actual speaking role. Guard ponies would be the best bet, since you can get away with an oc pony there (would also be hilarious to see you try to do your military duty actually). Otherwise you got big mac, shining armor, and uh ... that's kinda it unless you want to take a background like time turner, soarin or something.
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>>13782006 Well, that is true if you want to limit yourself to established characters. However I am one of those that has never minded OC ponies if they at least have a modicum of effort put into their design and characterization.
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>>13779438 It's Dimwitdog.
Twisted Spectrum !!vm1+s/QTeIY
>>13777823 >>13781838 We do have a lot of TF/TG here, though, admittedly it's one of the reasons I'm here. In other TF communities, the TF fics are mostly without TG. Ponies seem to be that exception, and it’s not just the writers here, it’s the majority of the readers too. I actually did a poll on this exact matter a little while ago, check the results here:
http://derpy.me/TwistedPoll Why so much TF/TG interest here? Good question. Maybe it's because >80% of the show characters are female, and most of the writers here are male, so just by that nature they write about human males becomes female ponies. Or maybe it's because the idea of turning into a colorful, cartoon 'MyLittlePony' is a very feminizing concept already, so making the characters go all the way and actually lose their cock is just the natural next step. That being said...
>My issue with the whole transgender thing is that with so many of the fics, it robs them of their pony centrism, and often times the fic ends up revolving far more around a gender transformation, than of a transformation into a pony. That's a very, very good point actually, and I know it's something I'm often guilty of in my own fics. Realistically speaking, if you found yourself actually growing HOOVES and having your spine snap and reconform into that of a quadruped, well, at that point I honestly don't think seeing a pussy between your legs would really make that big of an impact on you. It's actually sort of amusing how nearly all fics are the opposite: Oh look I have a tail, and I walk on four legs, and I can literally fly with wings. *shrug*. No big deal, whatever, but OH MY GOD I'M FEMALE! Oh noes!
It would make more sense in TF/TG if the TG wasn't highlighted so much, and the protagonist was more concerned with the TF. However, most of us are writing clopfics, and if your protagonist is going to be having sex in the near future, their new gender needs to be front and center to their inner conflict.
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>>13781838 Well I am straight as a razor and I completely agree. Either guys into stallions or gals into mares.
>>13784551 I can see your point about the clopfic thing. I guess the fetish take on the whole thing has come to dominate the pony transformation arena here, and looking at it in a fetishistic context I can see why so many authors go that route. To me, its gotten to the point of boredom as pretty much every single story has adopted the same, or at least very similar, formula.
Anonymous
I feel like the focus of a story should be having to adapt their life into being a pony. Changing gender just gets in the way of that, it's overwhelming and derails the point of turning into a pony. That's why there should be more stories without TG. I think we have enough of those.
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>>13784958 Me too, believe me. There is so much that could be done, but isn't, with such a situation. Instead its most often "I just spent 3 quarters of the story obsessing about sprouting a vagina, now its time for lots of sex and oh yeah I am a pony too"
Very seldom are the potential fantasy/adventure elements brought into it, and that is a sad state of affairs if you ask me. I think Twisted was pretty accurate with it up there, its become fetish dominated, at the expense of the other avenues one could take such as story. Granted there are some exceptions, some pretty nice ones, but as a standard its kind of depressing.
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>>13784958 I like to think of it as another hurdle to deal with. Not only do you have to suddenly walk on all fours and have no fingers, but the way you interact with others, how you talk, what you have to do to hit the day (The majestic 3 S's don't really apply as well) and all your routines have to change because you have changed sex.
I do agree that they seem to be getting a bit formulaic, especially in the clopfics though erotica tends to have that anyway. The big fics that I really like, Zephyr, Five Score, and Icarus have their moments, and definitely focused on the gender change initially, but have since calmed down, like one probably would in that situation. Honestly, would anyone really ignore new plumbing completely? I think not. And the excitement or derision of having that plumbing would fade after a while after getting used to the sensations associated with it.
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>>13784825 I'm straight as a razor as well, i just wanna be a mare in preference over a stallion. I'm pretty sure if i got turned into a mare, i'd be a lesbian too. Dick just isn't the kind of thing i look at and think "Oh hey, would you look at that! I want that shit inside of me."
Of course some people are gonna want that, and that's fine, but if i got TF'd, I, one, wouldn't mind if i was TG'd or not, two, would probably still be attracted to chicks if i was.
>>13784551 I think a lot of the people writing those stories where the male freaks out after being turned female is from the point of view of someone who is very happy with their gender. If i was TF'd into a mare, i wouldn't mind, because as i said earlier, that's something i want. If a man who was 100% happy with his gender and maybe even prided himself on his manliness, to lose that would be devastating. If he turned into a stallion, he might be like "Oh well, at least i'm still a man."
But if he were to lose his gender identity on top of that, it might push him over the edge. I knew i would if i was 100% happy being a dude.
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>>13753030 Hippothropy spread by cuddling?
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>>13788038 I Was a Teenage Werepony.
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>>13422052 does anyone have any good babs seed tfs?
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>>13796374 Well, TF-Sential was working on a story and a series of images. Think he got kinda busy, though.
Windburst !hc0DftR36k
I finally got an update (soon anyways) ready of Heartstrings, Sweetie drops and you, but it's rather big and won't fit in this thread anymore. Any plans for a new one in a few hours, or should I just drop the link so you lot can read it on fimfic?
Twisted Spectrum !!vm1+s/QTeIY
>>13796825 I'd save it for the new thread, as we prefer to start every new thread with a story update.
I imagine we will be making a new one by tonight, or sooner if people want.
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>>13796374 CyborgSamurai's story has one.
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>>13797650 Will do. Might not finish this after all. Writing clop is harder than I thoughts, and trying to make it perfect had made me edit more lines that I care to admit
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Let's shitposting this one! It's already a long-standing.
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So, how do you feel about hypnosis/mind control that suits what the TFee has been turned into?
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>>13798499 I like it, as long as it's not done too strongly at once, a gradual transition is better IMO, regardless whether or not the subject realises it is happening
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>>13798499 I wish it were easier to sched--
Oh, wait. That's not what you're talking about at all.
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>>13798499 Depends how it goes truth be told. It's not really my thing personally, but I've seen good stuff with this as well, so might be interesting
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>>13798499 That is going to be really hit or miss depending on what kind of story it is. Generally though things that pull the focus away from the transformation aspect can get tiresome though. Unless you are trying to break a record for the most fetishes crammed into a single story or something.
Anonymous
>>13799227 yeah, just TG takes away from the TF aspects
Anonymous
>>13799374 B-but what about my imaginary vagina?((
Anonymous
>>13799563 Don't worry derpy I am sure someone will devote three quarters of the story to it
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>>13800142 It's gotta be good stuff, or I'll be upset.
I understand your point, but not much can do. I am here because of tg. Well, as I recall, there is something in Windburst's story. Getting used to the quadruped, the use of hooves, etc.
Windburst !hc0DftR36k
>>13800440 Eeyup, though I admit it's probably too short to really be considered good. If you really want the experience, I'd still suggest Zephyr's fic as the best one for the whole ordeal.
I got a similair section of getting used to pony body in the chapter that I'll post later (or tommorow most likely) but it's also too fast
Heh, that actually tells me that I should write a longer section of getting used to the new pony body
tf-sential !k.nFDlyHAI
>>13796661 Yeah, I haven't gotten back to the Babs Seed tf/tg...
However, I did manage to push out a bunch of tfs over the school day! Was actually quite proud of myself- even tried a griffon tf. Some of them are meh, though. However, two that I'm, particularly proud of are a Twilight tf/tg that I'm currently inking and coloring right now and a Braeburn tf/tg. I'll definitely be posting the Twilight one tonight. The Brae may come tomorrow.
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>>13800677 I heartily agree with making that section longer. That is the meat and potatoes of the TF fic, while the tf scene is the sundae
(Also I want to have the new thread up soon)
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>>13802619 Are you going to post them?
Anonymous
>>13802619 Female to male TF is rare enough and more is always good
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Is anyone doing the werepony thing?
tf-sential !k.nFDlyHAI
Goddamn this took a while, but I finally finished it. Hope all y'all like this!
>>13804744 I'll be working on a Braeburn tf/tg- girl into Brae, tomorrow. Hopefully that'll fill that desire!
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>>13805556 You're getting really good at these, Ace.
Love the shading, and the text coming off the paper looks sweet. Also, the eyes give me a 'classic Disney' vibe, which is pretty spiffy.
>I'll be working on a Girl tf/tg into a male Braeburn mfw
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>>13805556 Fantastic, sential. I look forward to the fic, too.
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>>13805556 Yes, as I said, excellent)
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bump, since i'm not making the new thread tofay
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>>13812064 We are only 10 posts from the cap.
If Windburst is around
>>13796825 then he can make a new thread and post his story.
Windburst !hc0DftR36k
>>13814125 Well, I'm finishing the last touches by rewriting a few lines that seeemd out of place. Writing clop for the first time was/is hard, and I got 3 scenes of it (in one big clop scene though)
But I never make the topic, so excise me if I fuck it up (I'll just copy paste the op ...)
Might be another hour though, as I really want to make this as perfect as I can
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>>13814636 Take your time with your fic. As for making the OP, it's pretty straightforward, just do the following.
1) Copy and paste the usual text. Be sure to update the links going to the 'old thread' (i.e. you will want to link to this archive: [
http://archive.heinessen.com/mlp/thread/13422052 ] instead of the one in the above OP)
2) Be sure to make the thread subject read "Pony Transformation General"
3) Include a SFW pony TF pic.
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