Thread 42414357

Human becomes pony. How, why and what happens next are all up to you. New stories and art welcome!
Any type of transformation into ponies, gryphons, changelings, dragons, kirin, etc., whether OC or canonical, & Anonponies of all shapes and sizes.
Want to be the little pony? This is the thread for you.

Previously on PTFG:
https://ponepaste.org/11232 - Rarity's Maid - New!
https://ponepaste.org/11238 - Silver Platter in Canterlot - New!
https://ponepaste.org/11228 - Anonfilly in kinderquestria - New & Complete!
https://ponepaste.org/11219 - Sebastian Ruins Discord's Tea Party by Mills_Tamias - New & Complete!
https://ponepaste.org/11208 - Lily of the Valley by pogoman122 - New!
https://ponepaste.org/11129 - Sterling Sprocket Finding His Cutie Mark in Neighagra Port - Complete!
https://ponepaste.org/10964 - Strangers to the Plain by OrwellRedenbacher
https://ponepaste.org/10927 - Armor TF Green by JoshThePinkGump - Complete!
https://ponepaste.org/10753 - Planes, Trains and Hotel Chains by OrwellRedenbacher
https://ponepaste.org/10464 - Misadventures of Orwell Redenbacher by OrwellRedenbacher
https://ponepaste.org/10592 - Friendly Files by ReMastering
https://ponepaste.org/10607 - Turned Out by definitelynotapurplehorse
https://www.fimfiction.net/story/567872 - Turning Myself Into a Half-Ton Cybernetic Princess Luna In An Abandoned Woolworths To Prank My Friend at 3AM Challenge (Gone Wrong) (Gone Sexual) by Nightprincessluna - Complete!
https://ponepaste.org/10537 - Moth on the bulb by OrwellRedenbacher - Complete!
>>40293205 - Beach Walk
https://ponepaste.org/10421 - Last moments by OrwellRedenbacher - Complete!
https://ponepaste.org/10320 - Cathode Ray Mission by OrwellRedenbacher - Complete!
https://ponepaste.org/10334 - Pon-E suicide funk by Gnisha - Complete!
https://ponepaste.org/10269 - Very self-indulgent unicorn stallion TF - Complete!
https://ponepaste.org/10206 - Mares With Guns by OrwellRedenbacher
https://ponepaste.org/9446 - Interstate by Ceiling Necromancer
https://ponepaste.org/9707 - Anu by Meslam
https://ponepaste.org/10203 - Cardboard Cutouts by OrwellRedenbacher
https://ponepaste.org/10220 - Of Beaks and Bullets by Kiyote
https://ponepaste.org/10173 - Chestnut Glaze by pogoman122 - Complete!
https://ponepaste.org/10081 - Daisy Belle by OrwellRedenbacher - Complete!
https://ponepaste.org/9985 - Go Ask Littlepip When She's Two And A Half Feet Tall by Darkdemonlucifer - Complete!
https://ponepaste.org/10012 - A Ticket To The Circus by Darkdemonlucifer - Complete!
https://ponepaste.org/7247 - The Pon-E Rewrites: Purple Black Gray by Alycorn
https://ponepaste.org/9521 - Nemetona by Meslam

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>>42347233

Lots of new stories!

“Lo-si? A cute name, but it doesn’t seem like it fits a person very well.”

“B-wh-what?” Losi had only zoned out for a moment, mind fluttering with distant art, but the smooth teasing of a woman hit her like a freight train as she was pulled back to reality. Leaning against the counter was a woman. A tall glass of punk that scattered Losi’s mind. Her hair was the most noticeable part of that look, a bleached off-white pink that was accented by rather vibrant pink highlights, giving a beautiful blend of sophisticated and garish. Her outfit matched the feel of her hair well, a classy mix of white and black, held together and accented by a rose-colored spiked collar.

“Seems more like the name of a pet~” The woman was fucking with her right now, the tone of voice was- The woman was totally fucking with her and it had her heart beating like a drum.

“P-pet?” Oh Christ the woman could smell the weakness on you, the gaze coming from her bright blue eyes was barrelling through you like a passenger train meeting a tumbleweed.

“I’d like a pet, maybe, but I came here for Coffee, sadly. I should really be getting back to my shop soon- ‘left some customers outside when I went on break and they might get a bit upset being forced to wait.”

“O-oh! Uh- wh-what do you want from- from the order?” You can survive this, Losi, she’s totally hitting on you and you’re currently a ripped apart pile of russian thistle– Oh god you wish she’d metaphorically– maybe literally– rip you apart.

“You look stressed, how about we go simple, black, vente?” God, the way she tilted her head and smiled as she said that. Was she acting caring, or teasing? Which would you even prefer?

“U-uh y-yeah, n-name of the order?” Calm, you were calm. You could totally make this.

“Let’s go with Hydrangea~” Losi barely was able to scribble the woman’s name near the top of the cup through the shaking of her hands. The poor woman would be left thinking to herself, What the fuck did she mean by that, and how the fuck does her name make me want her more.
Losi would be daydreaming about being metaphorically ripped apart while serving the next few customers, only stopping, when she was beaned in the side of the head with an empty coffee cup, “Wh-wha?”

She’d look back through the cup’s trajectory, seeing nothing, but once she picked up the cup and examined it her heart started chasing an arrhythmia once more.

YOUR HAIR IS A BIT OF A MESS, HUH?
STOP BY MY PLACE
PROMISE TO MAKE A WHOLE NEW YOU
ɐǝƃuɐɹpʎH

For the first time in a while she’d ask her boss to leave work early.

>>42415193
There were plenty of weird places in the city, and the store signed kasi pona fit that bill nicely. The store’s bricks were a dark black, unlike anything else on the street. The lettering was painted on the side of the shop with a graffiti pattern. The dimmed interior used a nice mix of clashing colors to contrast with the creamy yellow of the walls. Whoever owned the shop obviously cared enough to decorate it personally, buying punk bands and foreign movie posters. Losi stood there waiting a moment, staring, before realizing that there was nobody inside the store. She’d start to reconsider

“What name did you see coming in?” Hydrangea would ask after opening the door and letting the shorter woman inside.

“Wh-what did you mean?” Oh god she’s fucking with me again, isn’t she?

“Oh- nothing, I guess. I’ll ask again later, to see if it makes a bit more sense~” The hairdresser would lead Losi to a chair, brushing it off despite the lack of visible hair, "Anyway, take a seat. I’ll be right back.”

Losi slumped into the comfortable Hairdresser’s chair as she waited for the woman to return. Maybe she was making a mistake? She didn’t often come to places like this. She could be absolutely fucke-

“Back~”

Losi would be snapped back to reality by the words of the strange woman reentering the room, holding a bright blue collar in one hand, keeping something else bundled up in the fold of her arm. Losi would blush as she watched the woman approach in the mirror, “Uh- wh-what’s with the collar?”

“Well, the first part of a new look is some accessories. And a new look- Little Losi- is what I pride on truly giving people~” The woman would lecture as she approached Losi, beginning to rub her hands through Losi’s long, soft hair, stopping for a moment to scratch reassuringly at the scalp.

“Oh- uh- well-” Losi’s heart would be absolutely fucking pounding at the touch of the woman, feeling her brush the hair out of the way so she could slip the padded blue collar around Losi’s neck.

“Plus, a pet has to match her owner, and I happened to have a collar that matched my eyes perfectly~” The woman would say, revealing that the bundle was a dark red leash. One that quickly found itself clipped to Losi’s new collar.

“L-l-leash?” Losi would barely be able to squeak out. Oh god the fucking petplay. Not the petplay. This woman is fucking- god- she’s-

“I absolutely wouldn’t want my brand new pet getting lost~” Hydrangea would reply in a sing-song voice, wrapping the collar a few times around the arm of the chair.

“Oh- oh-” Holy fuck this woman’s teasing was destroying Losi. This kind of damage was Irrecoverable. If she didn’t get out soon-

>>42415195
“I think you’d look absolutely fantastic with blue hair, don’t you think? Something electric~” Hydrangea would muse as she took a nearby brush to Losi’s train of thought would once again be destroyed as the woman took the brush to her hair, streaks of a vibrant blue left with every stroke. Losi would notice, but it’d be hard for her to respond. She was left pretty speechless by the act. “God, I love watching their reactions when they first realize what’s going on~”

“M-mag-ic?”

“Yes, cutie. Magic” The woman would reassure Losi with a rub to the side of, “Making a whole new you, a better you~”

“Wh-what kind of new me?” Losi’s voice would waver, squeaking as she wiggled. A few things were clicking into place in Losi’s head. Had Hydrangea ever even given her the address or the name of the store? Hydrangea would grab a nearby apron and slip it onto Losi, lovingly tucking it beneath the color before she began to work properly.

“A pet- cute, fluffy for sure.” The woman would tease as Losi felt herself begin to inch downwards in her seat, a glowing warmth growing over her body beneath the apron, “But what kind of pet, my dear, are you?”

“Wh-what… I don’t…” Losi would try to respond, her brain barely able to keep up with the situation.

“Losi, Losi, you can’t hide anything from me. Something soft, stubby…” As the woman spoke Losi could feel her fingers begin to shrink beneath the apron, being pulled back into her shrinking hand, approaching the short and stubby paws of an animal, “No fingers for Losi, but maybe a bit more… not even paws to grasp for things. Cute, stubby little Hooves.” She’d feel the woman spritz her hair with water as she ran her fingers through it.

“losi, the cute Little Pony. Just a cute little pet; with a cute little mane to style, a cute little snoot to feed treats, and a cute little tail to pull~” Losi would watch her face grow out slowly into a cute muzzle, gaining a pale yellow fuzz that matched the walls of a salon. She could feel the room swimming, body shifting as the woman pulled back her hair and began clipping at it with scissors.

“And a very cute, bright, little mind behind those pony eyes… Not something I’d ever take from a pony quite as cute as you, but I don’t think you want to be a person anymore… a little too much baggage… you want to be a pet, something to be owned… and adored.” As the woman spoke, Losi's already destroyed mind was scattered further beyond repair, something being deeply changed by the words and the magic; it’d barely come back into focus with the buzzing of a pair of clippers against the side of it’s head.

>>42415198
“Wh-what are you-” It would be scarred for a moment, watching the woman starting to shave off the side of her head… but Hydrangea’s smile… the look in her eyes made it begin to relax again. losi had been well and truly defeated the moment it’d first looked at those eyes.

“I think losi would look very nice with a more punky look, something to show how despite being owned, it’s truly unique and worth cherishing… plus I’m sure the world would want to see more of that cute ear flopping around~” The woman would stop the shears for a moment to speak, running her fingers through losi’s hair and penetrating it to it’s very core.

“Th-that… sounds… very nice…” losi would close her eyes for a moment, listening to it’s heart before the noise was once more drowned out by the shears. It’d inhale as it felt the shears against it’s head again, taking off more and more of the electric blue mane. When it opened it’s eyes once more they were much larger, matching her new pony head shape. The woman pulled the shears away, purposely leaving them on as they moved through the air; she took a moment to tease them against losi’s new pony ear, causing it to twitch.

“What a fantastic pony you turned out to be, losi. Just as I knew it would be~” Hydrangea would grab the apron and untuck it from the collar, slowly pulling it down the new mare’s body. First exposed would be the thin shoulders, then the short stubby forelegs that attached to them, followed by the barrel, the weird paunch caused by the silly pony sitting like a human, and finally with a flourish… the blank flanks and electric blue tail sticking out from beneath them. losi would be left staring at itself until losi’s leash was unwrapped and she was scooped up into the large woman’s arms.

“Let’s see, I think my brand new pony would enjoy watching something with me… maybe a foreign film. So she can stare at the humans talking, barely following along with the plot like a cute little pony should~” Hydrangea would wrap the leash around her hand as she walked, her size easily allowing her to carry the little pony, “Maybe an anime, something classic.”

losi could only nod along.

https://docs.google.com/document/d/13z-VCs2AFogQRrOeBKv4akY1DwSq3vCXtHiInuZFj8o/edit?tab=t.0

G1 TFs for the new thread? Yeah, I’m thinkin’ G1 TFs for the new thread.
>>42259942
The humans get turned into ponies during that one G1 episode with the eldritch horror.
>>42260651
That’s an adorable fantasy, I hope Megan gives you many brushies once you get your hooves!
>>42260251
>>42260667
I’ve spent a bit of the past month messing around with styles from earlier gens, and while I can reproduce them with some fidelity, each leaves things to be desired.
I’m really not happy with how G3-G3.5 comes out, and G1 has its oddities even on an episode-to-episode basis. I like the Rescue at Midnight Castle style, and even Escape from Catrina’s was good. But I guess the Chernobyl disaster had unexpected far-reaching consequences, because by mid-1986 the style is markedly different and just doesn’t do it for me.
I’m also having trouble faking VHS artifacting, and it bothers me that I know exactly what I need to do to get it (spend ten bucks at a thrift store), yet it’d feel like overkill to actually buy a VHS to make my stuff more “authentic”. Whatever. Enough yapping, I have ponies to draw!

>>42414357 (OP)
>>42415727
These aren't transformations, they're hybrids. Human-pony genetic recombination is fucky like that.

Does this technically count as transformation or nah?

(Also working on a new Silver Platter story.)

>>42415727
Don't fall into the water while checking out your pony reflection!

>>42415727
You could do a touch of Chromatic Abberation and run it through a light CRT scanline filter, but it's looking pretty good with how it is right now

Anyone have any pics they would like greened. I'm bored and looking for story ideas

>>42415727
Actually running your art through an actual VHS would be absolutely insane, do it

>>42416454
me

>>42415201
tv with master sounds so comfy..

>>42416678
Ok, details, what kind of character is the guy, happy, dickhead, sad? Is it just a transformation or do they also go to equestria

>>42415916
Pinkie Pie has lots of hooves there, wow!

>>42417159
he's just overall tired of the mundane human world and is confused when he gets this colorful gift box, then he gets ponked irl and becomes way happier, not just due to the mental changes but because his life really needed something more

>>42417251
Chubby! <3

Silver Platter stood still in the shower. Thinking about what happened in Canterlot. She has beaten that mugger within an inch of his life. Which had horrified her mistress Rarity. That, along with how panicked she got when the cutie mark crusaders had snuck out, has led her mistress trying to convince Silver Platter that she needs to get help. It was like one moment she was a regular pony, the next she was something else. All this self reflecting brought her back to when she was still adjusting to being a pony, the day she had earned her cutie mark.

It was only around a month after she had become the unicorn known as Silver Platter. Rarity had been letting her stay at the boutique. Currently she was looking for a job. She was in the exact same shower, thinking to herself as she still struggled a little with cleaning herself with hooves. She had still yet to get the hang of magic. She began to think to herself:

●”Damn Twilight. I'm stuck in this pastel hellhole and it's all her fault.”●
∆”I mean it's not all bad. My fur feels soft and comfy. Everypony is nice. Life is quaint, cozy, and simple. And Twilight didn't really intend for this to happen.”∆
●”What am I thinking? It's everyBODY. And I definitely shouldn't forgive that bitch. She ruined my life.”●
∆”Even though I've lost my previous life, this new one isn't so bad. I kinda like it.”∆
●”No! I shouldn't be thinking that! My whole life is gone! I shouldn't be liking this new life I've been forced into!”●
∆”And do what? Just be miserable all the time? This makes me happy and I should enjoy that it does.”∆
●”But what if I lose myself? I feel like I'm becoming more and more like a pony mentally. What if I become nothing more than a shell of myself? Not a single bit of humanity remaining.”●
∆”What am I thinking? Such a thing is ridiculous. Besides, even if I'm slowly losing my humanity, perhaps it's not a bad thing. What use does acting like a human have in a world of ponies? It's nothing more than a reminder that brings forth pain.”∆
●”But I don't want to lose my humanity. Because what would I become without it?”●

>>42417903
Her thoughts felt as if they were two sides of an argument rather than her actual thoughts. As if her pony brain is arguing with what remains of humanity. Letting out a sigh, Silver Platter proceeds to rinse off and exit the shower. Drying off and looking in the mirror. Topaz yellow eyes glinting in the light and typically curly blue mane wet and straight, she slowly turns her body sideways. Looking at the reflection of her blank flank in the mirror. Causing her to think once more:

∆”I wonder what my cutie mark will be?”∆
●”Would gaining it cause me to lose what remains of my humanity?”●
∆●”Will I be satisfied with what it ends up being?”●∆

She shakes her head, trying to clear her mind. Deciding to go take a walk. Brushing her mane and grabbing the bag of bits she had acquired through the occasional odd-job she did, she exited the building. The sun shining brightly down on her coat. Evaporating what water from her shower remained on it. She slowly meandered through the streets. Awkwardly waving back at any pony who greeted her.

>>42417909
Eventually she ended up wandering into the market place. Admiring the many wares that the countless stalls sold. Her train of thought was interrupted by a loud cracking noise. Her ears swivel to the source of the noise as she turns to look. Seeing Applejack standing over a tipped over cart with a broken off wheel.

“Gosh darn it! Of all da times ma cart coulda broke, it happens right now!” She shouts in annoyance. Silver Platter approaches the apple loving mare slowly. “Need any help with that?” The mauve unicorn asks. Gathering up the fallen apples for the earth pony.

“Thanks Silver Platta!” The farmer of apples responds. The non-silver colored mare handing AJ the red fruits. Pushing the cart back up and placing the lost fruits back in. Silver Platter has to admit, she did feel very nice helping Applejack clean up the spilled apples. “No problem, Applejack. I'm happy to help.”

>>42417917
After some small talk with Applejack, she heads to sugarcube corner. In the mood for something sweet as a snack. Slowly she enters the shop. Perhaps she should get something for Spike and Rarity, she thinks to herself. But before she could continue with that thought, a certain pink party pony bounces up to her.

“Heya Silver Platter!~ I haven't seen you in like forever! Last time we talked, you were still using your old name. Speaking of, why did you choose the name Silver Platter? You're neither silver nor own a platter. Speaking of platters, I've been thinking about making platters of assorted cookies for the parties I host. The cakes agree that it seems like a good idea, but I want some more ponies’ opinions on it. What do you think?” The cotton candy menace says before the unfortunate unicorn could get the chance to say even a single word.

“W-well for why I chose that name, I'm not actually quite sure myself. It just felt right.” She then sighs and takes a deep breath. “As for the cookie platter idea, I think it could be fun.” She then fidgets with her blue curly mane for a second, thinking about what she'd like to order. “Anyway, I'd like to order six cupcakes. Planning on giving some to Spike and Rarity.”

>>42417927
“On it! Will be back in a jiffy!” Pinkie pie says, leaving within the blink of an eye. A cloud of dust being left behind in the mare’s place. While Pinkie is busy baking, Mrs Cake brings a trio of milkshakes to three fillies, the cutie mark crusaders. But part way through her journey to the table, she trips and spills the sugary liquids. The milkshakes covering the floor.

Remembering the nice feeling she felt when she had helped Applejack, Silver Platter decided to spring into action. “Please, allow me to clean it. You're such a busy mare after all.” The blue mare smiles at her in response. “Thank you dear. That would be very appreciated!”

Silver Platter gets to cleaning the sugary puddle. Using a rag to mop it up. Humming happily to herself. “Hey Miss Silver, how come you don't have a cutie mark? I've never seen an adult without a cutie mark.” Sweetie Belle, unicorn member of the cutie mark crusaders and sister of Rarity, asks.

Silver Platter stiffens up in response. “Well y-you see, I'm n-not exactly a regular pony… I don't really like talking about it… If you really need to know, please ask your sister…” She says with a frown as she finishes up cleaning. “Okay Miss Silver!” The white filly says happily. Seemingly oblivious to the tension emanating from the older mare. The trio of fillies running off with their milkshakes once Mrs Cake brings out the replacement ones.

>>42417931
“Thank you again dear.” The blue baker says. She smiles at the bakery owner in response. “It's really no problem. I'm happy to help.” Silver Platter says with a smile. The fuzzy feeling returns, although dimmed thanks to a certain filly reminding her of her past.

Then the pink mare finally returns with a box of cupcakes. Handing it to her. “How much do I owe you?” Silver Platter asks, sifting through her bag of bits. “It's on the house dear. Consider it a thanks for your help.” Says Mrs Cake with a big smile. “Thank you, Mrs Cake.” Silver Platter responds with a bow. Then she takes the cupcakes and begins to head out.

Before she can leave, the ex rock farmer blocks her way. Giving Silver Platter a flyer to a hearts and hooves party she's planning. Silver Platter takes the flyer and leaves. The reminder of the upcoming holiday causing the mare to think:

∆”Who should I bring to the party as a date?”∆
●”What am I thinking!? I shouldn't be attracted to ponies!”●
∆”But I'm a pony myself, not a human. Not anymore. And there are so many cute mares and handsome stallions.~”∆
●”No! Bad thoughts! Stop!”●
∆”Who am I kidding? I can't deny my desires.~”∆
●”No matter how hard I try….”●

>>42417938
Eventually she arrives back at the boutique. Entering, she sees there's currently no one around asides from the crusaders. Who are currently talking amongst themselves. “Hey, have you seen Rarity and Spike? I wanted to eat these cupcakes with them and hang.” She asks the trio. “We haven't seen them either. My sister and Spike are probably still busy looking for gems.” Says Sweetie Belle. As if on cue, the two of them enter, both carrying a large pile of gems.

“Oh! Hello darlings! What are you all doing together?” Rarity asks. “Well I actually just entered a minute ago looking for you two. I brought some cupcakes.” Silver Platter responds, opening up the package of cupcakes. “And we were wondering why Miss Silver doesn't have a cutie mark and were going to ask you about it!” Said Rarity's sister. “And why me?” The indigo maned unicorn asks. “Cause when we asked Silver Platter, she said she doesn't like to talk about it, and that if we really want to know, to ask you.” Pipes up Scootaloo.

“Well that's a bit of a long story. I'll tell you three later. First me and Spikey need to put away these glorious gems.~ And also spend some quality time with our friend Silver Platter.” She turns to Silver Platter. “Feel free to place the cupcakes in the kitchen. We'll be with you in a minute darling.”

>>42417945
Silver Platter nods in response. But before she could reach the kitchen, a loud crashing noise echoes through the boutique. Rarity having tripped on Spike’s tail. Causing both of them to drop the gems they're carrying. As if on instinct, she approaches the mess. Her horn started to glow. In a complete trance as she carries the mess of gems in an aura of bright pink. Neatly putting away all the gems. A bright light emanating from her flanks as she does so.

By the time she snaps out of it, the mess is gone and there's a cutie mark on her flanks. A silver platter with a golden six pointed star on it. “Wow Miss Silver! Dat’s a nice cutie mark!” Shouts Applebloom. Startling the mauve mare a little. Slowly she turns to look at her flank. “Does this mean my destiny is to be a maid?.... I'm surprisingly okay with that.” Silver Platter says with a smile. “Now, who wants a cupcake?~”

>>42417951
Silver Platter chuckled to herself as she finished reminiscing on the day she got her cutie mark. That was a nice day. She then went to thinking about her two recent freak outs. First thinking about when the crusaders snuck out.

Her heart felt like it was beating a million times a minute. Panic flooding her mind. Her thoughts a jumbled mess:

∆”Stay calm. Don't freak out. They couldn't have gotten that far.”∆
●”But what if they got hurt!? What if I can't find them!? Mistress Rarity will never forgive me! She'll hate me forever!”●
∆”Calm down! Think logically! There's no way that's gonna happen. Such a scenario is very unlikely.”∆
●”But it could! What if it does!? I must find them at any cost!”●

Before she knew it, she was already tearing her way across town in a manic panic attack. Her heart feeling like it's going to burst out of her chest.

With a sigh, she shakes her head and then thinks about the mugger incident. The stallion was standing in front of them, blocking her and Rarity's way. His blade pointed at them. She could've easily disarmed and restrained him. But in her mind, there was a simmering rage:

●”How dare he! Trying to harm our generous and lovely mistress! He will pay!”●
∆”I shouldn't be too cruel to him though. He's just a common crook, not a super powerful threat to all of Equestria.”∆
●”No! He's a crook. I shouldn't show a crook any mercy. He wishes to harm our mistress and steal our stuff. I'm going to make him pay!”●

With a fit of pure fury, she pulverized the unfortunate stallion. Slamming him into as many things as possible. But her fury turned to regret and shame as Rarity looked at her with horror.

Silver Platter exited the shower with tears in her eyes. Saddened as she remembers how she had terrified her mistress and friend by brutalizing that mugger. As she gets dried off and dressed, she sighs. Slowly making her way down stairs, where she's greeted by Rarity. “Morning mistress Rarity! I've been thinking about what you said, and you're right. I need help. I'm afraid if I don't, I may end up hurting you or someone else I care about. And I don't want that.” She then gives the white unicorn a big hug.

The end.

>>42417956
Made a ponepaste.
https://ponepaste.org/11260

>>42416678
>>42417205
You got it
>Michael hangs up the phone
>Being the grounding rod for all his friends problems weighs on him
>It takes a lot of effort to be the one everyone counts on when they're down but as he tells himself, a sorrow shared is half a sorrow.
>He thinks about how nice it'd be to bring joy to his friends rather than mere relief as a a joy shared is a full joy
>He looks around his house, the beige with white undertones remind him of why he's not the "fun" one
>It makes him grumble with disappointment
>What I wouldn't give to be the one to make people smile for once Michael tells himself
>He tries picturing himself throwing a birthday party or even just a Friday night get together
>Despite the allure of the idea he says away
>I guess it's fine just being a good friend and a shoulder to cry on
>He hears a little clunk as though something was dropped onto a table
>Nobody else is home
>His heart races wondering what it could be
>Cautiously he wanders through the house looking for anything out of the ordinary
>All his grays and whites and beiges are all in perfect order
>Going into the kitchen he sees a bewildering sight, a bright pink box with balloons decorating it's surface surrounded by streamers
>He checks the back door to make sure it's still locked before turning his attention to the bright pink box
>Where did this come from, did someone stop by earlier and leave it?
>His curiosity gets the better of him as he starts to examine the box
>He reads the inscription on the lid
>"Courtesy of the pinkest party pony in all of equestria"
>What the hell? Is this some sort of kids toy?
>As he reenters the living room he opens the box startled by a flash of streamers and the sounds of party horns
>Suddenly feeling overwhelmed with joy he hears his body tearing through his clothes
>His worry quickly builds and fades even as his naked body sprouts pink fuzz head to toe and takes a decidedly pony form
>With a whimper of worry he watches as his hands poof into hooves
>As the pink magic cloud fades back into the box
>With unbreakable will to bring joy, he reaches into the box and starts pulling endless party supplies
>Michael's heads swirl with ideas as he throws up colorful banners all over his white walls
>A disco ball and endless cider complete the ensemble as he makes a whinny of pure joy trotting in place
>With an intoxicating smile he unfirls the 'my boss is a dickhead party" banner
>Michael admires his work before rushing to the phone.
>Today is the day I bring joy to my friends!
>No more will I just be boring Michael
>Despite the troublesome hooves he manages to dial up Samantha
"Hey Sam, it's a long story, but the pink party is throwing a party at my house! Bring everyone!"
>Michael cheers excited to swing the doors open and bring joy to all his friends
>Michael can't tell if he's been possessed by the magic box but he rides a joyous euphoria like nothing he's ever felt before
>But who wouldn't smile with a party canon!

>>42418268
What is this? A bug for ants?

>>42417956
So any criticisms or opinions in general?

>>42418683
not enough random explosions or musical numbers

>>42418758
Well that's definitely the most unique criticism I've received, to say the least.

>>42417903
>>42418683
If your story looks like ascii art, it means you're incapable of conveying information using normal English, and I'm not reading it

>>42418982
Criticism ignored because you didn't even actually read it.

>>42419071
I'm glad we could come to an understanding.

>>42418982
good thing it doesn't look like ascii art and just looks like it's formatted in a less-oft used manner. the fact you couldn't see anything but ascii art when looking at it tells me you're incapable of receiving information using normal English.

>>42415916
It'll be transformation when Pinkie decides what kind of hooves you should have.

>>42418484
The full size is far too big for 4chan.
https://derpibooru.org/images/3651668

>>42418982
While
>It ain't greentext
it's conveying the same vibe in a different manner.

I get it ain't YOUR cup of tea, you ain't the one brewing it, brotha

>>42417251
cute mare

>>42417956
Nice inner conflict and cutie mark story.

>>42421158
Thanks!

>>42418188
You did a good job with a boring idea.

>>42416760
Fr... there's a reason I've written it into so many greens and I'm not even the writefag of the story you replied to

>>42421797
Thank you
I love doing writefag stuff

>>42415201
Worth mentioning that there is art of this OC, albeit not in the context of the story.

>>42422926
Kek, I didn't think about a HiE story where they show the ponies drugs

Got the milk
https://ponepaste.org/10964
>>42334101
>>>wait...
>>>

>>>oh god...
>>>
>You wake up with a pounding headache, you can feel the proverbial hole in your head where all your pleasure chemicals leaked out last night
>You can barely remember any of it, your lips feel a little different
>But you're pretty sure you didn't have sex
>and you're pretty sure there weren't any hard feelings...
>You're coated in the vague snippets of emotional refuse that slipped through the cracks of the blackout
>Laughing
>Your fingers and her hair both smell vaguely like peanut butter, probably from the pretzels
>Crumbs are strewn across the couch, the television is still playing.
>The clock says it's 6 am, you couldn't have slept longer than a few hours but still feel...
>Tired, but not in a horrible way. You feel like you'll be good once you get some coffee
>Carefully disentangling yourself from your sleeping friend(?), you creep across the room in the dark to start the coffee maker, only to find that there isn't one
>Not content to give up, you carefully open the refrigerator and find a haul of like sixteen energy drinks in various pastels
>You grab the least girly looking one and crack it open, collapsing back down on the couch and wrapping your free arm around Jen
>She mumbles something, but doesn't wake up
>You're more reading the captions than listening, it's morning news stuff
>"and that's why you might want to carry a Geiger counter around if you're going to be buying anything from the hardware store this holiday weekend. In a shocking turn of events, President Vladimir Vladimirovich Putin has been killed. It has finally been confirmed by Russian authorities that the videos on Russian social media sites months ago showing a grotesque display of a skull in a state of advanced decomposition mounted to a pike were not altered or falsified and are actually the former president's head."
>You remember this well, it was all over the internet... around 7 months ago
>"While we weren't able to get a reporter on the scene personally, thanks to this program's sponsor Boom Supers-"
>You mute the television until the sister station's reporter feed goes live
>It's...
>Her.
>Iridescent Bubble, her light blue coat shining, her mane freshly brushed.
>She's a little plain in appearance, an earth pony with no cutie mark, and a mane and tail combo only a few shades darker than her coat
>Her strange, normally piercing orange eyes are trained on the ground, you notice that in addition to her signature purple and black checkered scarf she's also been fitted with blinders by one of her assistants
>Nonetheless, she still flinches every time a flashbulb is detected in her peripheral vision
>You've heard rumors of what the scarf is supposed to cover
>Burns so bad that her fur wouldn't grow back there
>Physical abnormalities from the dose she received being irradiated or cut, known risks among users.

>>42423246
>People sometimes joked that it was there to cover up a dog collar, as much as you like petpony media you don't see it.
>Would likely remind her too much of the many traumas she endured
>You gently shake Jenny awake, her slight snoring halting and replaced by a groan
>"Anonnnnnn we don't have work today?"
"Iridescent's giving a speech."
>She instantly perks up a little at that, grabbing the half-finished energy drink from the hand that isn't wrapped around her shoulders
>You watch with morbid fascination as she chugs 100 mg of caffeine without a second thought
>"What'd I miss?"
"Just getting to watch her anxiety fidget and stuff. Looks like the speech is gearing up to happen now, crowd is quieting down"
>You both go quiet as her voice begins to speak in Russian, with translators working in real-time to caption it
>"One year ago today, an American nearly took my life. I have the mark to prove it. Only through the grace of fate was I saved"
>"I find myself thinking of fate much, these lost months I have spent in darkness. You can argue whether I was fated to survive or not, but I am here."
>"I lived to tell the tale. I know many of you may look at me and not see me as strong. You're right."
>"I cry nightly. I was sodomized. I used to be a man, and I was broken down and turned into a mare through extraplanar technology."
>She stamps a hoof on the ground
>"But I am still here! The most pathetic Russian that there ever possibly could have been, and I am still here. Why I survived and our brave brothers that were bombed, shot, and liquified did not is a question I have asked myself often."
>"I look around, and the nick in my ear and my neck look like minor deformities. I see scars from napalm, limbs burned off with Chlorine Trifluoride. I see minds that have been pushed past the brink of reason and still came back. I see soldiers, scientists, and generals."
>"I see a future for our beautiful country, it just needs to be clawed from the grasp of our sniveling, retreating enemy. We have already won, on the morrow we will /seize/."
>Jenny picks up a leftover drink that was half-finished last night and starts chugging
>When you look at her confused, she just shrugs
>"The situation is fucked. Might as well start the day out right"
"I don't think she would say those things if she weren't forced to."
>"Does it matter? The most important famous pony is now outspoken against the US. What's that going to do for the regulatory bodies that?"
"You know as well as I do that the NEA are pushovers."
>"Their agents are pushover cannon fodder. Like any government agency, every single member of their armchair bureaucrat coalition is a rabid dog."
>Despite the speech ending minutes ago, Iridescent is still on-screen
>She's holding the same trimuphant position at the podium
>But her eyes tell a different story, she's constantly scanning the narrow range of vision provided with the blinders

>>42423248
>If you were in a position like that, you would wonder if the blinders weren't a setup to make you a sitting duck for sniper fire
>She appears to be having the same thought
>But eventually, her father comes up to the stage, dressed in a plain suit
>He whispers something in her ear and you can see her relax before following him off of the stage, into an armored car, flanked by military officers
>"They threatened turning her into a martyr there."
"I saw it too, that glass didn't look thick enough"
>"Doesn't matter how thick it was if the shooter was told ahead of time what cartridge to use and provided with it. Anti-material rounds do, in fact, destroy material."
"Quite."
>You grab your own incomplete drink from last night and clink it against her glass
"Cheers."

>Be Iridescent Bubble
>You break down pretty much immediately after being left alone with your father
>He hugs you close, stroking you in the same measured, sweet manner that befits your relationship
>You're glad you still have him, at least. He's been there for you through the worst of this, when you approach him
>It's funny how such a horrible tragedy can really bring two otherwise distant members of an immediate family together
>"Tears, snot... it's okay. I needed to do the dry cleaning anyways"
"Thank you, fuck..."
>You find yourself slipping back into english at times of extreme stress, probably something trauma-related. He started the conversation in russian
>The english doesn't help to soothe your brain, you're replaying everything in your head again
>The day you were taken
>The son
>The faucet
>The couch
>You cry like a child, it's become less and less humiliating over time
>He's cried with you at times, but less often
>What was that song by The Cure?
>He doesn't really know what to make of you liking to wear the collar, just that it's special to you
>The scarf serves as a good mental middle ground for the two of you
>Not too submissive, practical, human. An anchor
>The colors are nostalgic
>There's some use for the comfort that sort of thing provides.

>>42423253
Who is this Iridescent Bubble and WTF happened to them?

>>42423426
I think they're the pony from another orwell story, I'm too lazy to go find it

>>42423432
>>42423426
https://ponepaste.org/9600

>>42423438
Thanks!

>>42417956
How are y'all liking the Silver Platter's story in general so far BTW?

>>42423604
It's pretty good so far, and I want to see more of it!

Im pretty sure the sun is talking to me but im sad you can't be a pony irl yet

>>42424541
What does the sun say about it?

>>42424028
Thank you!

>Anons in Equestria
>Plural
>Anonstallion, Anonmare, Anoncolt, Anonfilly
>Pretend to be a family while innaquestria because muh poor pony minds cannot handle primate supremacy
>Backfires as rumors of the two adults being cousins or even siblings spread
>...
>On the bright side, Pinkie gives the foals pity cupcakes

>pinkie gives your family pity cupcakes
>rarity designs matching clothes for the family
>fluttershy sees you like she sees her animals and seeks to be friends
>applejack finds your situation relatable and is nice to you
>rainbow dash (idk what she would do but she wouldn't be mean)
>twilight is the only one who seems to have an issue

>Rainbow Dash has no clue why the others seem to get awkward when she talks about the Anons
>They're nice ponies after all, and they seem to be fans
>They always invite her to stay when they see her, too
>"Wanna come inside, Rainbow Dash?"
>Man, she wished more ponies were like the Anons
>Those 'tendies' were good...
>She wonders what they're made out of?

>Anonstallion works tirelessly to keep up the facade of a happy pony family.
>Anonmare is a depressed, androphobic shut-in.
>Anonfilly is a foulmouthed bully that's irritated by everyone and everything.
>Anoncolt is the taciturn and withdrawn golden child that is inadvertently indifferent towards his fake family.
>They have to pretend to be a family for reasons

>>42424908
I love anon filly and twilight stories. Wish more would explore things like Anon dealing with mare problems.

>>42425046
Mare problems or mare benefits?

>>42424908
Halo memes? outside of the ElDewrito thread?

I approve.

>Twilight Sparkle discovers a village that is basically Alabama but Equestrian where all ponies there have nearly the same colour in mane and fur and even strangely the cutie marks the villagers have is a question mark but slightly different to make each pony different to each other.

>anonville
>aside from the family heads, Anonstallion and Anonmare, everypony has -anon at the end of their name

>It isn't even incest
>They're all ex-human interdimensional immigrants, who figure they should band together as they popped out miles from civilization
>Twilight has to hold in a gag when she sees a nigh-identical couple french kiss

>>42422926
She makes a pretty pony either way.

>>42425052
Why not both?

>>42425124
Ah yes, human made horrors beyond pony comprehension.

>>42425650
Furry, commit to brony or gtfo

>>42425891
those are ponies. are you okay, anon?

>>42426002
You're blind, it's a fucking furry

>>42426250
that's not a furry you absolute normie, holy shit, you're like those tumblr people who see the average human body and go "oh mommy wowza so thicc!" and they're a fucking twig of an anime character jesus christ, if you're gonna shit yourself like this the diaper thread's over on /trash/

>>42425891
I don't see you transforming into six ponies at once.

>>42425891
turning into a pony sounds pretty committal to brony if you ask me, dipshit

>>42425551
cute!

>>42426659
Interesting...

We need more abusive Twilight and anon filly stories. Imagine Twilight bringing anon into Equestria, knocking anon out so anon has no clue it was her doing, turning anon into a filly, leaving them right on the outskirts of ponyville, and then 'finding' anon when they wake up. Gaslighting anon to think they've been a filly and their human memories are illusions. Slowly breaking down and manipulating anon so they become more obedient and filly like. Especially with their new filly brain and instincts slowly getting stronger. You could also add little league and have her be the only pony who believes anon.

>>42427751
I don't get abusive twilight stories, it just seems way too out of character for her. It's not something i can make myself believe

>>42428052
It's probably just alternate dimension type stuff than the show Twilight.

>>42428052
yeah abusive twilight is why i had issues with the old nyx fanfic, especially given twilights' skepticism yet willingness to let other have a second chance when they're vulnerable

>>42428052
I don't entirely get them myself. But I can't stop reading them. Anon filly having to deal with a strange land in a foreign body under the watchful eye of a demigod that wants to them to be her daughter no matter how hard they resist. Just like reading it.

>>42428052
I would guess the primary reasons people make and read them are both catharsis

Have any anons here actually become ponies? Did they turn back?

>>42429109
The most I've been able to manage is being in contact with a pony. I don't think she had any intention to turn me into one, but it's better than nothing.

>>42423604
I'm a fan.

>>42429051
Hmm, Maybe i can justify it in my mind where anon filly rejects Twilight's offer to help him adjust to equestria life. And being the overbearing type she becomes obsessed with convincing anon filly to be her daughter by any means necessary as she feels compelled to "help" the filly. Im kinda lost here in my explanation, point is something resembling lesson zero

>>42423253
Is Iridescent Bubble going to unleash her true power?

>>42428052
It's Mirror universe Twilight. She has a goatee and will turn you into an obedient little pony. Or else.

>>42429096
>JD
JD Vance?

>>42429907
lol

>>42429907
Lucky for him they're not eating the ponies.

>>42430092
thank god

>>42428607
I wonder if I'll get any reactions if I post this on /pol/.

>>42429097
As someone who reads them, probably.

>>42429172
Yes. That sounds good. Or that nopony believes Anon filly, including Twilight. But either way I'd be down to read that.

>>42429458
Based.

>>42431445
I can totally see the abused with love thing happening. Like taking anon filly dress shopping even as he pleads with her that she's actually a boy. That'd be some delectable slop

>>42431588
IKR!

>>42431433
Do it and report back.

>>42432180
/Pol/ here, we do not care

>>42426965
Seems the other two get written outside these threads. There was a pretty alright one in that anon pony family thread

>>42432180
Did it.
>>>/pol/512329941

>>42431588
And eventually Anon fully has to deal with mare problems. Especially once she starts to grow up and hit pony puberty.

>>42432425
>grow up andhit pony puberty
as if Twilight would allow that, hell this hypothetical Twilight would probably have the opposite happen

>>42432425
>>42432474
I might have to workshop an idea here. This sounds like it'd be fun

Ok, so premise:
>Twilight finds filly passed out
>Takes filly home
>Nobody knows filly
>Twilight is excited and wants to adopt the filly as her own
>She starts getting excited fantasizing about the filly unicorn being her little protege
>Filly wakes up, goes on tirade wondering where he is wondering why he's a filly and where he is
>Twilight just assumes filly is confused and scared
>Filly tells her to fuck off in the most cruel way possible
>Twilight snaps and proceeds to try and force the filly to love her back by any means necessary
>Showering the filly with love till the filly out of fear of the crazed twilight submits to her
>Being shown off to her friends, the filly desperately asks for help but gets blown off for being a silly filly
>Filly realizes they're stuck in equestria, and worse, they're stuck as twilight's daughter
Thoughts? Im thinking of booting up the ole computer and belting it out

>>42432951
>Thoughts?
if you wrote this i would love you 5ever
thats longer then 4ever

>>42432951
Make it happen!

>>42426965
Cracks fingers I'm about to slam the third button again

>>42431433
/pol/? I think this would be more fitting for /x/.

>>42432320
it got moved to bant surprisingly

>>42433808
Not surprising at all. Bant is just shitpost /pol/

>>42434328
cute!

Why did we let retards to even coin term Pony transformation? It was always Ponyfication.

>>42435186
Maybe for the acronym?

>>42435186
>It was always
/ptfg/ has been a general since late 2012
ponyfication usually means some other species, fictional character or concept being depicted as a pony, not "I literally want to be a pony"

>>42432490
Do it! <3

>>42432951
Amazing idea! <3

>>42433145
Everyone is woona now.

>>42434512
Interesting.

>>42433061
>>42433178
>>42435626
>>42435631
Ok, sounds popular, I'll be putting that one in the oven

Green text based on image.
>>42427772
Where I originally wrote the prompt.

> You happily munch on the mango. It tastes like heaven thanks to your new bat pony senses.
> A grey bat pony stallion is cuddling you closely and showering you with kisses. Which you're definitely pretending to like. You're definitely not at all enjoying this. That'd be gay, right?
> He then suddenly nibbles a little on your ear, causing you to moan. You try to stifle it by covering your mouth with your hooves. Unfortunately it's too late by the time you cover your mouth.
> He smiles in response. The moan encouraging the stallion to nibble even more your ears. Holding you even closer to him, his grip tightening.
> You slowly melt with pleasure as he nibbles on your ears and you finish up the mango. Letting out the occasional moan. Like putty in his hooves.
> You try telling yourself that this is gay and you should resist, but your body refuses. Before you know it, he's on top of you, kissing you passionately on the lips. Clutching you as tightly as possible. Your left back leg twitches slightly.
> And at the worst possible time, Twilight enters. "Anon, I-" She pauses, stares at the two of you, and then leaves, closing the door behind her.
> "That was awkward. Now where were we?~" The stallion says. Nibbling on your neck. You can feel something hard and long pressing against your marehood. Which is currently quite wet.
> It causes an especially loud moan to escape your mouth. Your face tomato red from how hard you're blushing. At this point this bat pony has completely dominated you. You can only let out a submissive bat-like screech.
> Your eyes roll back and you drool a little as the stallion ruts you. Your flanks clapping and jiggling as he pounds you. Pleasure overwhelming your batty brain.
> "You're mine now cutie!~" He says as he spanks your flank. You let out a squeal in response. The stallion peppering your face with kisses.
> Your crotch feels hotter and hotter. Completely overwhelmed with pleasure. Before you know it, your pussy is squirting everywhere. His long rod twitching inside of you. Close to orgasming too.
> He lets out a groan and bites down on your neck as he cums in you. Cuddling up to you and nuzzling his face into the top of your head. You instinctively nuzzles into his chest fluff in response. Feeling surprisingly content.
> Perhaps this isn't so bad. Maybe staying as a bat pony mare wouldn't be so bad. You cling to him tightly and he clings back even tighter. Slowly you both fall asleep together, cuddling.

>>42435722
Yippee!

>>42435994
Here's a better version of that image.

>>42435994
Cute story. The new pony body's instincts cannot resist stallion and mango.

This thread caused me to fart.
I hope you're happy.

>>42437036
I'm not, but I know my fellow glimfags probably are.

>>42425124
I had a hilarious idea. Imagine if they had a giant statue of rainbow dash.

>Each of anon's cell types get's ponified
>They all have self-consciousness but still rely on anon for life and nourishment because magic
>The cells are:
>white blood cell, absolute unit, aggressive as hell, will fight ANYTHING
>red bloodcell, basically an apple, needs to work and carry shit or will get twitchy
>platelet, smol but can build anything under a minute like the amish
>neurons, the only able to think independently but is currently having an existential crisis if he's real or not
>sperm, lock in horny jail, because no one want to know what will happen if he touches a mare

>twi is intrigued and autistically tries to catalog everything
>ponyville single cell ponies try to help but is disturbed on how so many things live in anon's body
>pinkie decides to throw them a birthday party

>>42437086
Shit, I have to BE a mare (or filly) to attend?

...I don't know if I'm gonna be able to go, anons.

>>42437394
complete GLOBAL ponificiation

>>42435994
>>42436053

>>42438149
worst typesetting I've seen this month

>wake up
>look miror
>am pony
what do?

>>42438665
Being a pony without being in equestria would be unimaginable pain. The magic clearly exists, just fucking take me already!

From the creator of the Silver Platter trilogy, (thinking about making a 4th, but may need some help, not entirely sure how I should do an intervention/Platter getting help) we present:

Starlight's scary small sister.

(Also since last time I was typing this, the page ended up refreshing and I lost it, so I'm gonna post this begining so even if I loose some progress, I don't have to retype this entire introduction.)

>>42439354
Use notepad++ to write things out before you put them in the browser.

>>42439354
> Be Starlight Glimmer, hater of cutie marks and leader of our town.
> You wake up to find a unicorn filly sleeping on you, curled up in a ball. Her coat is a pale, almost white, blue, and her mane is a purple that's just as pale as her blue coat. Oddly enough her horn isn't the same color as her coat and is instead white.
> Although it's far from the oddest thing about the enigmatic filly. There's the fact that to get in your room in the first, she'd have to travel who knows how long in the wilderness to find 'our town', get by completely undetected, sneak into your house, and then get past your locked bedroom door.
> Then the filly starts stir, waking up. Her bright white eyes staring deeply into your soul and smiling an eeriely wide smile. Then suddenly, she hugs you. "Big sis!~"
> "E-excuse me what?" You say, confused. "Who are you? And how'd you get here?"
> The filly giggles in response. "Well I'm-.... Actually I've yet to come up with a name. You can just call me little sis for now. I've manifested into existence with an otherworldly consciousness for the sole purpose of being your little sister. I'll be by your side through thick and thin big sis!~ No matter what!~"
(1/?)

>>42439464
> The answer was both creepy and cryptic. Leaving you with more questions than answers. What is this filly? Is it even actually a filly? She seems harmless so far.
> As you continue pondering, you weigh your options. On one hoof, she's cryptic, creepy, and seems obsessed with you and being your little sister. On the other, as far you can tell she seems to be just a filly, has yet to do anything bad, and you're not entirely opposed to the idea of having a little sister.
> You sigh. "Fine then, you can stay for now. But you better not cause trouble!" You proceed to stay sternly.
> Your 'little sis' smiles slightly smugly. "Wouldn't dream of it.~"
> Slowly you trot down the stairs, the strange filly following behind. Seemingly struggling with walking down the stairs. Now that you think about it, she also had trouble with walking in general.
> You reach the door, ready to greet the town you run, but then pause. Remembering that you're going to have to explain the filly to the rest of the town. Especially since there aren't any other fillies.
> As if reading your mind, she speaks up. "You can just say you found me wandering around near the village last night and took me in as your little sister. And if anyone asks about my name, you can just say I have amnesia."
> Well that makes your job easier. Exiting the your home, you brace yourself for the upcoming announcement.
(2/?)

>>42439538
A few hours later.

> Be 'litte sis'. Former human. Currently creepy unicorn filly.
> Your introduction to big sis' town went over smoothly. Only real problem is that some of the mares immediately began fawning over you. Apparently there aren't any foals in the village currently. Although some families are expecting.
> Currently you're being babysat by a pegasus called Night Glider. Your big sister is currently busy setting up a proper place of education for you and all the soon to be foals.
> She had apparently been planning to do so for a while, but your sudden appearance forced her to set it up as soon as possible. You have to be educated after all.
> You're right now trying to figure out hoof grip and watching ponies go about their day. Pony watching is surprisingly relaxing. At least to you. Night Glider on the other hand, is concerned by your watching of ponies.
> "D-don't you want to go play or something?" Night Glider says. Nervously approaching you.
> "Nah, this is way more entertaining. And quite relaxing." You respond bluntly. Looking up at the blue pegasus.
> She sighs in defeat in response.

become the pretty prince/ss and go on epic adventures involving taxation, legislation and judicial affairs

>>42435722
Lol, im gonna have to include a scene like this somewhere

>>42439865
lmao

>>42439681
At night.

> Be Starlight Glimmer once more. Exhausted from setting up an entire school system in a single day.
> At least you have something to look forward to tonight. According to what little outside news reaches here, a comet should be visible tonight. The entire town has gathered for this event.
> Your 'little sis' is currently right next to you, mumbling to herself. Trying to come up with a good name for herself.
> Looking up, you see the comet passing by. Its center is a bright white. With a tail that's a pale blue glow. You also notice a small bit of a pale purple in the comet as well.
> You then glance back down to your 'sister' and realize that she kinda reminds you of the comet. With the blue, purple, and white. Just like the comet. As well as in nearly identical shades.
> "You and the comet look quite similar. Both little balls purple, blue, and white." You say teasingly. Slightly amused by the coincidence.
> Her eyes widen and she gasps. "I got it! Comet Cutter! That'll be my name!" She says, jumping up and down excitedly.
> Comet Cutter then promptly hugs you and nuzzles into your chest. Her tail wagging slightly.
> Maybe this won't be so bad.
(4/?)

Anons becoming our favorite ponies is neat and all, but what about our favorite ponies as the ones being transformed?

>>42440084
Isn't that literally equestria girls

>>42440256
I guess it is for Pony Twi, Dragon Spike, and Shimmy. Not the others though; they started as humans, so no TF happened.

For example, I'm talking stuff like "Scootaloo gets turned into a chicken", "Dash becomes a dragon", or "Sunset becomes a cat".

>>42432474
Twilight's going to want Anon to give her grandfoals. And she probably has plans for exactly who she wants Anon to breed with to produce the most magically powerful offspring.

>>42440320
no, twilight is gonna want anon to BE her grandfoal
and great grandfoal
and great great grandfoal
etc.

>>42438665
I want to give that mare my foals

>>42440770
I like to think this is a Pon-E transformation

>>42439770
>Ponies expect you to be their prince.
>You barely know how to walk on hooves.
>It's a beautiful disaster.

>>42439865
lol

>>42440084
>>42440304
Well, this thread is about "what if you became the pony" (or alternatively, "I wish I could become the pony"). Just generic inter-species TF fetish isn't really what most people would consider on topic.

>>42441124
>Smiling and greeting guests at some Gala or ball, even shaking hooves
>Glued to one of the princesses' side all night
>The guests whisper that you and her might be special someponies
>Its not that at all
>Shes propping you up for appearances
>You can't walk without falling over and smashing your face in

daring today, aren't we?

>>42442917
Whoever formatted that is getting crucified. I can't read shit!

>>42439929
Comet is clearly destined for greatness.

>>42443006
DON'T PONY
OPEN INSIDE

>>42443013
And scaring the shit out of ponies.
(She's not trying to, she just creeps most ponies out.)

>>42443006
It's literally just left to right. Got used to reading right to left in Hebrew school, did you?

>>42442917
do NOT tell ponies your penis is a treat, horse bites are a 500 psi squeeze

>>42443166
Jokes on you, I actually did go to Hebrew school and don't remember shit from there.
(And fuck, the grammar, it hurts my soul.)

>>42439929
A couple of years later.

> Be Comet Cutter.
> Currently playing with the other foals. All of whom you're at least 4 years older than. Or at least this filly body is.
> Surprisingly they're some of the few ponies that aren't creeped out by you. And they don't care you're Starlight's sister.
> Actually, the other foals quite like her. Just shows how amazing big sis is!~
> Most of the adults are creeped out by you. Especially after you were caught watching ponies at night through their windows. Gaining the nickname creepy Comet.
> Big sis Starlight proceeded to scold you for that. No more pony watching for you for a long time.
> A copper colored colt tosses a ball to you and you happily toss it back. It's fun, but you prefer throwing other things, knives and rocks. But you're only allowed to throws those at trees and even bigger rocks.
> Also Starlight doesn't really like your use of knives for throwing. Or the fact you keep suggesting throwing rocks at ponies to punish them. She says it's concerning for a foal to think that way, or a pony in general
> You don't want to disappoint your sister, so you're trying to be better. Unfortunately it's easier said than done. Something you learned after a stallion who showed up at the village and ended up insulting Starlight. You ended up throwing a rock at him, and scaring him away. You proceeded to be grounded for a whole month.
(5/?)

Time to try my own spin at one of these.

>be me
>wake up
>feel unusually disoriented
>room doesn’t look familiar
>try to move
>entire skeleton feels misshapen and out of position
“Euuaahhh!” I yelp.
>That’s not my voice.
>Instinctively freeze.
>Nervously look down to see orange & purple connected to wherever my eyes are.
>Appendages match my movements.
>Scream at the top of my lungs and squirm into the corner of the bed that’s against two walls.
>Stare down at my alien body, heart pounding, practically hyperventilating. Too afraid to move or speak.
>Try and think what even happened. Where was the last place I even was before waking up!?
>Drawing a complete blank.
>Okay, what’s the last normal thing I can remember?
>...Nothing.
>I can’t remember who or what I am, but whatever THIS is...isn’t it.
>Carefully crawl off bed, and do an awkward crawl over to a mirror.
>Prop myself up enough to see into it.
>A bright orange face, with fuchsia hair, and soft purple eyes greets me. It looks kind of like...a pony? Y-yeah...a pony…
>I don’t even know how I know, but my appearance feels familiar...but I also know I wasn’t this; I was something else.
>I was someONE else. I just can’t remember…

(1/?)

>>42443799
Go on

>>42443397
Comet's going to be a great psycho cult leader like her sister.

Continuing from >>42443799
Switching to conventional prose because I'm more natural at writing in it.

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I must’ve stared in that mirror for over five minutes, just trying to take in and process the situation – not that it helped; I still felt as confused as ever.

I finally tried to stand up. My legs were a little shaky, but I caught my balance reasonably quickly. Glancing back to the mirror, I took a better look at myself. I was...young. Not little kid levels of young; “middle school” and “freshman” were my first thoughts. I – this girl who’s body I was occupying – must’ve been around 12 to 14 years old. She had wings on the back of her shoulders – I think that was normal – and a cutie mark proudly shone from her hip.

I took some awkwardly balanced steps to face the mirror head-on.

This pony simply stared at me, wondering why I was using her body.

I opened my mouth. “Uhh…”

“Uhh…” she spoke back, in the reflection.

I closed my mouth, softly. Hearing someone else’s voice come out of my mouth stirred butterflies in my stomach. I wasn’t gonna try that for a while.

Turning some more, I looked around the room. It was kind of simple. Pretty standard, albeit older, furniture, with a few scattered books and comics, and some posters on the wall. I squinted my eyes slightly. ‘Wonderbolts’, I read mentally. It seemed...oddly normal, like it was just another everyday thing. Even the picture of these weird “ponies” on it didn’t feel remarkable.

...Except the rainbow-haired one.

I narrowed my eyes even more. I’d seen her before. She looked...different...but I recognized her none the less. Her face was too familiar to forget. I couldn’t seem to place her name though…

Realizing I’d need to move eventually, I carefully tried to take a step forward with one foreleg. My hoof landed on the hardwood floor with no issue. So I tried a rear leg. All okay there, too. With several wobbly steps, I started to figure out a rough gait, and within a few minutes, I could decently walk in circles around the room with little issue.

It still felt awkward as hell though. Movement made my body feel all the more alien.

Having gotten comfortable enough with my motor skills, I started scanning the room for any books that could help explain my situation.

That is, until I heard the muffled ringing of a telephone.

I jumped slightly at the sound, and froze in place. Slowly, I turned my head towards the direction it seemed to be coming from: the only door leading out of the bedroom.

My little pony ears fell against my head as my heartrate started to climb. With shaky breath, I opened my mouth.

“...Crap,” I whispered.

(2/?)

>>42443397
please continue soon!

>>42444542
Working on it.

>>42440339
The concentration of autism genes will be incredible.

>>42444880
Dunce Filly

>>42443397
> Be Starlight Glimmer.
> Currently you're greeting a group of 6 mares, one of whom is an alicorn. This is perfect for your plans.
> And best of all, your little sister is busy playing with the other foals. So you don't have to worry about her scaring them away, like she did with that one stallion.
> As if on cue, Comet Cutter enters. "Big sis! I'm back! None of the other foals wanted to play rock wars, so I got bored. Can I hang with you please?"
> The six mares turn to look at her. The pink pony, aptly named Pinkie, pipes up. "Ooo!~ Sounds fun!~ Sounds like the type of game my family would play back on the rock farm! How do you play it?"
> "Oh hey, an eldritch horror." Your little sister responds bluntly, getting a bunch of confused looks in response. Although you swear she looks a bit intimidated by Pinkie. "Well you throw rocks at each other until only one pony is standing."
> "Sounds... not very fun." The pink mare responds. "Actually that seems quite painful."
> "No pain, no gain, you terrifying pink entity." Comet responds calmly.
> "Ahem! How about I show you six around our town?" You ask. Trying to get their attention off your sister before she does something.
> OurTown.MP3
(6/?)

>>42445870
Around a day later, at night.

> Be Fluttershy.
> Currently you're outside, having just found out that Starlight Glimmer still has her original cutie mark. Suddenly you hear a chuckle.
> Looking down, you see Starlight's sister. Looking up at you and smiling an amused and smug grin. "Was wondering how long until another pony figured out big sis' secret. You're an intriguing one, Miss melted butter."
> Well that wasn't the reaction you were expecting. Also did she just call you melted butter?
> "Besides big sis and the other foals, the ponies in this town are so boring and dull. Too moronic and blind to see the obvious. So boring and frustrating to converse with. But they are amusing to watch."
> Okay, there is something seriously wrong with this filly.
> "Wanna play a little before you go back to sleep? I'm not supposed to stay up late, but I'm especially restless tonight, and very bored."
> Perhaps it would be best to indulge her, so she doesn't expose you to Starlight. So hesitantly you follow the freaky filly behind her house.
> "What a lovely night. Shame there aren't any comets tonight. What do you think?" She turns to look at you, an eeriely wide smile on her face.
> "Uh-uhm.... Sure..." You respond nervously.
> She picks up a rock off the ground. "Too bad I can't just create my own comets. Despite my namesake, I don't have any control over comets. At least I don't think I do." She chuckles. "It's not like I could throw a rock into the sky, like this, and turn it into a comet." She says as she throws the rock.
> As if on cue, her horn glows a bright white, her flanks emit a bright light, and a loud boom rings out. The rock colliding into a tree, blowing it to smithereens, and soaring into the sky, Comet's magic wrapping around it and turning it into a comet. Her flank now sporting a white, blue, and purple comet that's in the shape of a blade. "Huh, guess I can do that.... Huh, neat."
> Before you know it, the entire town is awake and outside. Starlight Glimmer rushing up to you and her sister. "What is going on out here!?"
> "I made a comet!" Comet Cutter responds happily. Hugging her big sister.
> She gently pats her sister's head while staring awkwardly at you. "That's... great..." Awkwardly ushering both of you inside, away from onlookers.
> You promptly go to bed and pass out. Overwhelmed by all that has happened. Finding out Starlight's secret. That creepy chat with Comet Cutter. Comet Cutter almost immediately one uping it by creating an actual comet and getting her cutie mark. All of it happening at once is enough to make your head spin. So the inky blackness of unconscious is very welcome.
(7/?)

>>42446108
Later, in the morning.

> Be Starlight Glimmer. Currently exposed in front of everypony for being a liar. All the arguing with your town is cut off by a laugh.
> You turn to your sister, who is the one laughing. "Took you all long enough to figure it out. Guess there are actual brains in your skulls and they aren't empty." She says with a smug grin. You never even realized she knew. "At least you figured it out before my unmarking. Definitely wasn't looking forward to it. Always looked quite painful, to be honest."
> Now the crowd is glaring at her as well. You promptly grab her and run to your home.
> Revenge time!
> Cut to the mountains. You running away from the village with the cutie marks of the six mares who ruined everything. Your little sister riding on your back, clinging tightly to you. Some of the townsfolk hot on your trail.
> You're almost at the caves. So close. But before you could reach it you're buried in snow. Dropping the jars that contain the cutie marks, the glass shattering. The cutie marks flying away. Your sister is out cold.
> Before you know it, you're confronting the alicorn, Twilight Sparkle. Your unconscious sister on your back. Unfortunately you're out matched and out numbered. So in a bright flash of light, you run away with your adoptive sibling, into the cave.
> Vengeance will be yours!
(8/?)

>>42445870
woah, i wasnt expecting it to go that way
very nice!

So im writing a Pon-E fic premise is
>Deadbeat owes alot of money to his dealer
>Dealer gives him 4 doses of Pon-e to overdose the junkie
>The 4 doses effective to effect mental changes that turn the user into the perfect pony slave
>Sells junkie to make back his money
>Dealer unwittingly only gives him 3 doses
>User recovers and and guards notice he's only double dosed
I'm trying to decide if i want happy ending or bad ending
Happy ending, he escapes and finds himself a life
Bad ending he submits to the full dose and becomes a perfect pony slave

>>42446570
I saw a green text call Pinkie Pie and eldritch horror once, and I thought it'd be hilarious if Comet Cutter considered Pinkie one.

>>42440830
Are you sure? I don't think she has much experience being a mare.

>>42444341
Good call. It's better in prose.

>>42446621
Perfect pony slave is good ending
Mind wipe is bad ending

>>42446916
Kek, i guess i should have phrased it as good and happy ending

>>42442196
kek, being a virtual cripple has its perks.

>>42444341
At least the legs are all working. You might not have as much luck with the wings.

>>42446684
What better way to learn than a trial by fire?

>>42446621
We need more greens with multiple endings, write the bad ending first and then go back and write the good ending as an alternate timeline sort of thing.

>>42447135
This story is prose. I suppose i could make it a choose your own adventure thing if i wanted to. I'm feeling particularly motivated today and belted out about 3500 words

Ok, proofreading now, i belted out 4600 words today and it seems ro be good stuff. Pretty happy woth myself

https://ponepaste.org/11277
Silver Mist's heart pounds with his navy-blue mane flowing in the gentle bay breeze. He stretches his silver wings and stands on the edge of the building with the evening Marine layer giving him the cover to secretly indulge in his pony fantasies. His dream seems within reach after almost a year of practice and training his wings. He sees the glow of the Golden Gate bridge in the distance and tells himself tonight is the night he flies to the Golden Gate and back. With unwavering confidence in his wings and his ability, Silver Mist leaps from the rooftop. Taking flight and touching the bay water with his hooves, he soars through the evening marine layer. Grunting and flapping his wings, he picks up some speed and climbs piercing the fog twirling through the night sky liberated from his human form. With the bridge closer in sight, he dives back into the thick marine layer. He races over the deck of a cargo container with a grace and poise never before seen from any PonE users. The distance that used to make his wings feel utterly useless, feel like a mere walk in the park. Pressing on past Alcatraz with a beaming smile on his face, he sees the glowing lights start piercing the fog. "Come on Silver Mist, you've got this" he yells to himself as he rounds the first pylon. With an immense burst of energy, he rockets skyward. With his wings flapping intensely, he soars above the marine layer and up to the top of the pylon. With a brief glide to catch his breath, Silver Mist closes his wings and dives at free fall speeds. Seeing the deck below and hearing the noise of late-night traffic, he spreads his wings and levels out. Flying just over the cars on the bridge, he performs a roll before flapping his wings and rocketing once more to the sky to gently land on the second pylon.
Catching his breath from the top of the Golden Gate Bridge, Justin admires the beautiful city behind him as he lay on the truss folding his wings tight. Nothing could make Justin happier than being Silver Mist in that moment. The cold misty air, the city lights glowing in the distance, the aircraft above circling to land all captivate him as he lets his wings rest thinking about how much this world would have to offer if he just left it all behind. No job, no responsibilities, just him, his wings, and the open air.
With a joyous smile, he takes position on the edge of the pylon gazing down at the sea of fog below. He leaps from the bridge once more diving down in a flash of silver fur and feathers. Throwing open his wings at the last second, Silver Mist's hooves graze the water as he finishes the arc and gently comes to a glide over the marine layer. His wings ache with exhaustion as he occasionally flaps his wings to maintain his glide speed.

>>42447446
Taking gentle turns and meandering above the clouds, Justin basks in the rush of his accomplishment wanting the moment to last forever. However, as he gets closer to his destination, he sees his dirty crumbling apartment complex in the distance and dulls his excitement. An uncomfortable thought comes across his mind, he has accomplished his big goal, the one thing keeping him going. Now what? He tells himself as he lets himself sink into the fog below.

That morning, Justin can hardly drag himself out of bed as the pain radiating from his wing scars nearly cripples him. Why do I keep pushing it, he asks himself as he turns on his heating pad. Laying there in his bed, he tries to ignore the temptation. The voice that used to just be there every so often now screams at him begging him to take the second pill now. Justin’s heart pounds as the anxiety starts to settle in. He keeps trying to ignore the voice but he can’t. he needs to be Silver Mist again. Grabbing for his phone he frantically cancels all his notifications, last notice for rent, multiple job application updates, texts from his dealer. All of those notifications claw at his heart turning it into ribbons as the anxiety consumes him. The timer he set himself still reads 9 hours till he can take his next dose of PonE. With virtually no sleep, he trembles with anticipation.
“Today’s the day,” he tearfully tells himself, “I can’t do this anymore. I can’t stand this anymore! I’m Silver Mist, I’m a pony.” He cries painfully clawing himself out of bed to look for his next pill. looking around the room tossing empty pill bottles to the edges of the room, he scrambles hyperventilating rummaging through his drawers, “I could have sworn I had another bottle!” He tells himself as his search becomes more frantic. "FUCK! Just one more dose, please!" He yells out into the trashed apartment throwing the drawer across the room. He collapses in anguish landing on a pile of dirty clothes as his phone vibrates again and again with more and more weight with each passing second waiting to crush him entirely. With nothing left to lose, he grabs his phone, eviction notice, a text about the job interview he missed that morning, and the inevitable text from his dealer, Gooch E. Clear cut and dry: "We need to talk, NOW". With no job and dozens of empty PonE bottles to show for it, he found himself owing a lot of money to Gooch. "Why didn't I just double dose when I had the chance", he cries to himself throwing his head against the wall behind him in frustration.

>>42447449
With the sun fading away over the horizon, Justin nervously looks around the rapidly darkening industrial park before squeezing through the gate at the abandoned warehouse, he knew whatever Gooch E wanted to talk about, it wasn't good, but if it meant potentially scoring some more PonE he was willing to try just about anything. Justin hesitates giving the special knock on the door. "Gooch, it's Justin, you wanted to talk?" The loading bay door shrieks and opens just enough for Justin to shimmy under as he comes face to face with Gooch.
"You know, I respect that you actually manned up and came on over here. You had me a little worried there. I mean, you blew me off for a full week asshole. You better have been working your ass off too busy to text me back, where's my money?" Gooch demands with deafening silence from the PonE addict. "I gave you those last two bottles because you said you had a job lined up and you were gonna get my money, that shit is only getting harder to find, now again, where's my money!"
Justin scrapes together a couple crumpled $20 bills from his pocket before he cracks and sniffles. "$80 is all I've got Gooch, please, help me out, I'm good for it, you know that. I'm gonna get another job soon and I'll get you paid up, just please I only need two." Justin begs desperately craving the freedom of his wings at least one more time.
Despite being pissed at Justin, seeing the utterly pathetic human on display begging him for two doses causes him to pause filling the air with a chilling silence. Despite never taking the drug, Gooch knows all it takes is two for a truly desperate user to have a permanent pony transformation. Despite the money on the table, it forces him to take mercy on the poor guy realizing he's at the end of his rope. "Oh, come on dude, quit your crying. What do you go by as your pony name, what was it, uh, Silver Mist right? I know you guys on that stuff always wind up with a pony name" He asks knowing that a permanent transformation was sadly inevitable
Justin lowers his head in shame remembering the time he told Gooch about his pony self. Shifting around uncomfortably, Justin admits, "Yea, I'm a Pegasus: when I transform, I go out at night and fly around the bay. Soaring through the fog last night I actually managed to get to the top of the Golden Gate bridge." Justin explains as Gooch leads him over to the couch and has him sit.
Gooch perks up under his poker face as he takes a seat across from him. "Look, I know you're good for it my guy, but I'm running a business here, I can't keep losing money on you friend. but if you want, that money you got right there, that will do for 2 pills." He gazes straight through to Justin's soul as they both understand they all know what Justin wants to do. "You know I can't let you do that while you owe me money”

>>42447455
Justin quickly interjects. "No, I didn't mean it like that, I have 2 days till I start my new job, I just need some to tie me over you know," Justin lies with nothing but a head shake from Gooch.
"Dude, tell the truth. You want to be Silver Mist forever, don't you?" Gooch sighs and gets up from the couch and over to his safe, “Not too long ago I’d be cool about it, you know? Thing is, it’s not like you can just go to a petting club and make that money anymore, cops are shutting them down left and right."
Justin snaps and starts crying, the pain of his human form causes him mental agony every second he has to endure it. Life may be hard as a pony, but it cannot be as bad as being a human for one more day, he reasons with himself. "Yes, I want to be a pony forever, I admit it. I just want to fly away from here, far away and I'll just live free somewhere out there. Trust me, I want to get us square man, but I really don’t know if I can last another day as a human." Justin admits, now expecting to never get his double dose.
Gooch smiles rummaging through his safe finding the clinical strength PonE pills and putting two in his hand. A Pegasus that can fly that well? He's gonna pay his debt ten times over, he thinks to himself thinking about how easy he will be to sell. Those crazy collectors always want talented Unicorns and Pegasi, he thinks to himself with restrained excitement. Walking back over to the sulking addict, Gooch drops the two unusually shaped tablet style pills into Justin’s hands. "Go on, I'll forgive your debt. I just want to see what the transformation looks like, I've never seen it happen before." Gooch explains watching with intense fascination.
Justin looks at the pills in his hand with great suspicion, as he owes a little over a thousand bucks in pills and he seems to just be willing to let it all go for no apparent reason. They have the normal PonE symbols on them but they seem bigger. He rolls them in his hand and sees the one pill was partially chipped at some point "Are you sure this is two doses? I don't want to take the wrong amount." Justin asks hesitant to take the leap. The thought of the transformation becoming permanent constantly fueled his fantasies but now that the pills lay there in his hand, he has cold feet.

>>42447457
Gooch maintains his poker face despite his annoyance with the freeloader. "Yea, it's the right dose. My guy had to get those from a different supplier, so they're shaped differently but they're the same dose as the ones I usually get." Gooch explains leaning back in the couch trying to put Justin at ease.
Gooch has always been there for me, Justin thinks to himself. He would never screw me over, right? He thinks to himself before popping the pungent spaghetti sauce tasting pills. He notices the intense taste of the pills and wants to spit them out but the voice in his head calls to him. “Silver Mist, what are you waiting for? Free yourself! Just swallow and be your true self.” With a choke and a hesitant swallow, he seals his fate.
With a smile, Gooch leans back and sends out a text to his contact. He patiently waits for the call as he starts counting down to the transformation. As far as he is concerned, Justin will be yet another satisfied customer.
Taking off his clothes and covering up, the weight of his decision begins to shatter Justin’s cool as he starts to fidget in the chair. No, this is what I want, I’m sure of it, he tells himself as the permanence of his ponyhood looms over him like a spectre. He wonders how he could even face his friends again as a pony, or how he will survive on his own. The realization of how poorly he has planned this out starts to dawn on him “Oh God, what have I done!” He cries to himself as the anxiety sets in. Scrambling for a way out, he starts trying to gag himself to try and throw up the pills. With his methods not working he begins to panic as he feels the pills begin to take effect. “Gooch, help me! I can’t be a pony forever!” Justin begs horrified by Gooch’s apathy.
Gooch patiently waits as Justin starts to groan in pain watching his legs snap and reform themselves into a pony form. The gruesomeness of the transformation always makes him wince especially when the wings sprout from Justin’s backside. The screaming makes him wonder why so many people are desperate for this drug and keep taking it. However, as the transformation finishes and he looks at the exhausted silver pony on the floor, he can’t help but find him adorable.
Trembling and looking at his all too familiar hooves Justin trots over to the couch and hops up next to Gooch. “Please, you have to help me, I can’t be stuck a pony forever! There has to be a way to reverse this.” Justin begs as he feels a massive crippling headache that forces him to flop where he stood groaning in pain as he starts passing out. Confused, Justin looks up to Gooch bleary eyed wondering why he’s having a headache when he hasn’t had one before. With some effort he manages to force himself to stay awake as Gooch pulls him onto his lap.

>>42447463
Stroking the limp pony’s head and scratching behind the ears to get Justin to relax and let the mental changes take effect, Gooch gets a call back. Shimmying to get his phone out he answers. “Hey, what’s up. Yep, got a new one. A silver Pegasus, blue mane, gorgeous little pony. Yea, of course he took the 4 doses, I watched him do it.”
Justin wiggles hearing about 4 doses, wait, what? I only took 2, unless he…The speculation of Gooch’s motive instantly turns to the money he owes him, would he do that, am I dying? Who’s on the phone with him? All these questions start pouring through his mind between painful throbs of his brain.
Gooch continues holding the weakly squirming pony putting the guy on speaker, “Yea, this isn’t some petting club pony, this is collector grade, he can fly really well.”
The guy on the phone feigns disinterest but his voice shows excitement at the idea of a flying pony. “Y-yea, let’s see here, maybe I can have someone come on by. What are you thinking on price? Remember, I have to make it worthwhile on my end.”
With a top tier pony on his hands, Gooch ratchets up his price, double, no triple! he thinks to himself as he gets comfortable. “He’s gonna cost you, that’s for sure, I’m thinking 20Gs.”
Justin whines and weakly tries to escape before being pulled back onto the couch. Hearing the men calmly discuss selling him, a sentient being, into what sounds nothing short of slavery, sounds like nightmare fuel. At best, it sounds like he will be some collector’s pet to be gawked at behind the bars of a tight cage. I have to escape! he tells himself nodding off with exhaustion in between throbs of his brain
Gooch laughs with offence at the counter offer on the phone. “Dude, be serious, maybe for a basic pony but were talking a flying Pegasus. 15 grand, minimum, I know you got to make your end but I have to make up some costs here, fucker was a hardcore deadbeat.”
Gooch breaks his poker face as he secures the deal. “Awesome, I’ll make sure he’s ready for pick up, his wings will be bound and I’ll have him sedated. Alright, have your guy give five knocks on the door when he gets here.”
“He did take the four doses, right? I don’t want him fighting my guys when he wakes up.” The voice on the phone asks wanting to be sure this pony is going to be a compliant pet pony and not some transformed junkie.

>>42447467
Gooch looks down to the dazed Pegasus drooling onto his lap and gives the pony some scratches behind the ear. “Yea, don’t worry about it, I watched him down two clinicals. When he wakes up, he’s going to be a happy little pony, compliant and ready to obey. I’ll wait for your guys to pick up.” Hanging up on the caller he turns his attention to Justin, “Sorry it had to be this way man.” Gooch apologizes, locking with the worried eyes of the Pegasus.
Sick with worry, Justin sniffles and leaks tears, hardly able to get out any words. “Please, anything but this” Justin quietly begs desperate for anything but to be some slave pony. The worst-case scenarios play through his mind, a plaything for some crime lord’s kid, a circus pony, a sex slave. As his eyes start to feel heavy, he wonders if he will even be himself when he wakes up or if he will be some zombie brainwashed to love his owner. Either scenario burns him inside before finally nodding off and fading to sleep.

Groaning from his headache and recovering from his 3 doses, Justin opens his eyes and to his shock, he finds himself surrounded by colorful ponies all excited to meet their new friend. Justin manages to get himself to his hooves and backs himself against a wall. Wondering what’s happening he starts trying to remember what happened, the squeaky voice of one of the ponies hurts his ears as he still recovers. Given that he can remember what happened and be angry about it, Justin sighs with relief knowing he isn’t some brainwashed zombie. With a tremor he finally makes eye contact with a red unicorn.
“Hey look guys! Our new friend is awake. What’s your name?” The happy-go-lucky unicorn stallion asks the dazed Justin concerned for his wellbeing.
Justin finally clears his mental fog and gets a good look at all the colorful collector ponies around him. He gazes around the warehouse and their little fenced in area with dog beds. He starts to well up tears. Oh no, it’s too late, I’m a slave, I’m such an idiot, why did I trust him! He whines to himself in a spiral of self-pity even as the other ponies try to get his attention. As he starts to hyperventilate, he notices the open top of the cage. Leaping at the opportunity, Justin instinctively tries to unfold his wings to make his escape, but his wings struggle against the tight fabric binding his wings shut. His heart stops with fear as he struggles against the fabric binding his wings trying to find a way to get it off. As he struggles, the open top of the pin mocks him as he finally throws himself onto the floor crying.
The ponies approach Silver Mist trying to comfort him, in particular a Pegasus puts her wing around him. “Aw, what’s wrong, are you hurt? Maybe we can get the human to help you.” The Pegasus asks with genuine concern as Justin sobs uncontrollably

>>42447472
The red unicorn stallion gets close and tries to console his new friend. “Aw, no need to feel sad, you should be happy, we get to be happy ponies now and soon we will all have an owner who will take good care of us. If you impress the human you get to be a premium pony too, isn’t that exciting!” He explains as the Pegasus continues to cry on the cold concrete floor. “Even if you aren’t ready to introduce yourself, my name is Leo Starswirl.” He proudly announces using his unicorn power to bring over and put on his cape.
As Justin starts to calm down and cry out his remaining tears, he listens to Leo Starswirl, proud of his slavery, talking about how to be a better pony for their human overlords. He starts to wonder why he’s the only one upset about their shared predicament. He took the same amount as the rest of them, right? Why are they all acting like being slave ponies is no big deal? He remembers the big chip in the one pill. With gasp, he realizes he must have only got 3 doses of Pon-E. He looks to the happy cheery ponies around him talking to each other and starts to realize how lucky he is to have escaped their fate. As Starswirl pokes at Justin with his hoof, he’s snapped to attention. “Oh, my name is Silver Mist.” He manages to say through his hoarse voice.
“Wow, Silver Mist, that’s such a good name! When the human makes your collar. You should ask to get one that matches your mane.” Starswirl casually mentions showing off his collar that matches his own golden mane. “It really does complete the ensemble, don’t you agree?”
With a gulp, Silver Mist trembles at the idea of wearing a collar. Imagining its chocking tightness around his neck as his new owner yanks him along fills him with another wave of fear. His mind spirals with thoughts of never being a human again, losing his freedom and more. He shakes his head and tries to keep his mind focused on his escape mission. The first priority is figuring out why they all get to roam free and use their wings and magic at will. It seems stupid to have hundreds of thousands of dollars’ worth of ponies be able to escape at any given moment especially without a single human to keep an eye on them. He remembers hearing Gooch saying something about him being fully compliant when he got there which he assumes the extra dose was meant to do. Are they just brainwashed zombies? He asks himself as Leo gets his attention again.
“Are you okay friend? You seem really confused. If you aren’t feeling well, I can get the humans and they’ll help make you feel better.” Leo smiles wanting to make a good impression on the nervous newcomer.
Silver Mist tries coming up with an excuse scrambling mentally. “Oh, yea, no big deal, I just have a uh, headache. He whines to himself wishing he had a better excuse for constantly being lost in thought but its apparently enough for Leo.

>>42447476
“Oh, why didn’t you say so, everypony gets a headache after their 4 doses. Here, let me get the humans, they’ll help you out.” Leo proudly offers hardly waiting from any affirmation from the newcomer before opening the door to the fenced area with his horn and politely shutting it behind him as his hooves clack on the concrete as he makes his way to get help.
Silver Mist’s mind breaks watching the unicorn just leave the cage at will, it isn’t locked!? He asks himself in disbelief scrambling over to the door and opening it with his hoof. He can’t even believe it as he steps out of the fenced area, his breathing labored and trembling as he prepares an ill-conceived escape. I’ll just run out run west and uh, try to find the bay area, maybe I can find Bryan and maybe I can find a way out of this mess. His mental ramblings are cut short as he sees Leo and the human returning. With a disappointed groan, he looks to all the tall shelving around him and boxes stacked everywhere. With his wings he could escape the warehouse without breaking a sweat, but with his wings bound, he’s little more than a feathery basic pony with a big human blocking the way out.
“Don’t worry Silver Mist, Doug has the stuff to make you feel better.” He proudly trots as he makes his way back to the fenced area.
The human eyes the silver Pegasus with suspicion, although he doesn’t appear to be trying to escape, it was highly unusual for any of them to just let themselves loose without permission or having a good reason to be out. Normally he would already have the Pegasus unbound, however his off behaviors keep setting alarm bells in his mind. He puts out his hand for pets and much to his surprise, Silver Mist leans away. “Here you go, take that, that’s just an aspirin.” The guard explains before ushering Silver Mist back into the cage.
Silver Mist tries to see what means he has for escape but with the imposing human reaching out for him, he flinches subtlety revealing he was underdosed. Fearing the pill may be to correct him and accepts the pill and slips it into his cheek carefully checking for that familiar marinara taste. Much to his relief it just has the awful taste of aspirin that sits in your mouth. “Thank you, sir.” He utters, politely going back into the cage without hesitation.

>>42447478
With nothing seeming to be completely out of the ordinary, Doug chalks it up to Silver Mist being shy. As he enters the cage, the ponies surround Doug as he smiles and starts giving out pets and scratches to all the good little ponies. “Yay, nap time!” They all cheer and nuzzle up against him as he tries to give out as many pets as possible. “Come on, cuties, let me lay down.” He laughs unable to contain his joy interacting with the ponies. He manages to get himself down to the dog bed as the near dozen ponies try laying on him. “Come on, get off Berry Puff, aw how are you doing sweethearts.” He gets himself comfortable as he chuckles trying to stop the Pegasi from hitting him with their excited wings. “Ah, Dashie, Poppy Blossum, no, keep your wings to yourselves.”
Silver Mist watches from a distance trying to understand what made the other ponies like this. He looks to the door to the cage and contemplates making a run for it but he doesn’t know for certain if he can get out of the warehouse, or what is even outside of the warehouse, he can’t just fly away, could there be another guard? He shudders as the guard calls to him causing him to flip back around. Blushing watching all the cozy ponies laying on the guard for a nap.
Doug starts growing increasingly worried about the new pony. He starts patting a spot next to him. “Come on Silver Mist, nothing to be afraid of.” Doug examines every little expression and hint of body language Silver Mist makes as the pony hesitates. No pony can resist the alure of cuddles with humans especially with an invite.
Silver Mist wrestles with fear wondering if this is going to mess with his brain and make him a brainwashed pet pony like the others, but being the only pony in the cage not piling onto Doug makes him feel compelled to join in. Locking eyes with Doug, he sees the stern suspicious look in the human’s eyes and, with some hesitation, he takes his place next to the guard.
Doug invites the pony to lay under his arm, prime real estate for cuddles. As the pony finally starts making himself comfortable giving him scratches behind the ear to get him to settle in. “That’s right, Doug is a friend, all humans are good friends.” He explains still suspicious of the pony’s mental state. All he knows is he’s going to have to tell the distributor about Silver Mist before they make any arrangements to have him shipped to his new owner.

>>42447481
Silver Mist tries resisting, he is a free spirit and not some pet, and he intended to keep it that way. However, he knows he has to be compliant enough to not arouse any further suspicion so as the guard’s hand gives him ear and chin scratches, he initially groans with anger but quickly finds himself enjoying the scratches and pets. With the occasional wave of anxiety, he questions if its genuine comfort that he is finding laying on Doug or his brain being rewired to enjoy the pets. Either way, the resistance doesn’t go unnoticed.
“Good boy Silver Mist, just relax, I’m here for you buddy.” Doug softly whispers to the tense Pegasus as the ponies take their nap with Doug. As he lays with all the ponies Doug can’t help but to think how much he absolutely loves his job.

The next day, fearing the guards might be onto him, Silver Mist discretely rips and tears at the fabric binding his wings on a sharp exposed bolt. In the distance he hears Doug talking with another person fueling his desperation to rip his wings free. They’re talking about me, they’re gonna brainwash me! With a quiet grunt and another rip, he tries opening his wings to no avail. They’re gonna make me take another pill he frantically thinks to himself trying to rip another chunk of the fabric. The sounds of boots echo through the warehouse as the ponies line up on the fence. “Doug has a leash!” one of the ponies cheer causing Silver Mist to tremble trying to get another tear out of the fabric, how many layers did he put on me! He cries to himself before stopping and acting casual so he doesn’t alert the guards.
Doug starts showing off the leash as the ponies all trot in place stirring up their excitement. “Amber Rose, your owner is here to pick you up.” Doug cheers allowing the ponies to hug their friend goodbye and wish the unicorn safe travels. Doug notices Silver Mist again hiding in the corner not even saying goodbye to Amber Rose. Definitely not right for a properly medicated pony. He already called in their doctor to remedy Silver Mist, but keeping an extra eye on the Pony has made him a bit nervous. As the unicorn nuzzles against Doug, he clips her leash on and starts leading her away. “Who’s a good girl, I’m gonna miss you sweetheart. I bet you’re so excited to meet your owner” Doug explains as Silver Mist finally stops his hooves from trembling. With the human finally gone he starts tearing at the fabric again more frantic getting some suspicion from Leo. As the red unicorn locks eyes with him and walks over Silver Mist leans against the wall hiding the side he’s been working at. With an annoyed groan his mind counts down the seconds
“Silver Mist, you didn’t say goodbye to Amber Rose. Are you feeling okay?” Leo asks trying to get a glimpse of what Silver Mist has been up to in the corner.
“Oh, I’m fine, I was just sad she’s gone.” Silver Mist rambles trying to get the pesky Red Unicorn keeps prodding.

>>42447484
“Don’t worry, your owner will come to get you soon” Leo smiles thinking he’s cheering up the silver Pegasus but as the Pegasus growls at him he doubles back in fear.
“Don’t remind me.” He growls stamping his hooves unwittingly giving the unicorn a view of the ripped fabric binding his wings. Initially confused, Leo starts to understand and back away.
Seeing the look in Leo’s eyes he starts to panic; he wouldn’t rat me out, would he? He asks himself as Leo goes to the fence. Causing him to slip into mental anguish. Shit, if Doug catches me, I’m so screwed! He tells himself looking at the low security around the warehouse. He imagines getting hauled off to a separate cell until they fully medicate him, as he hears Leo calling for Doug he lays down pretending to nap on the dog bed.
“What’s wrong Leo,” He exchanges glances with Silver Mist. The Pony and the guard instantly understand each other as Leo explains how Silver Mist has been acting weird the entire time. With his suspicions confirmed and a terrified expression in Silver Mist’s eyes, he decides it’s too late to do much about it. Considering the doctor will be there shortly to help his undermedicated pony, he decides its better to not rile up any fear in the pony till the doctor gets there. “What, Silver Mist? Oh no, he’s just a shy little guy, he’s super well behaved too. I bet he’s excited to let his wings be free. I’ll take the binder off after dinner, okay buddy?” Doug smiles trying to put the pony at ease.
Silver Mist feels the pressure to escape, with the pressure on he keeps rubbing on the sharp bolt trying to get himself free repeatedly scratching himself and even drawing a little blood. However, as the hours tick by with little progress he hears the sounds of humans chatting as the Doctor arrives. With a bloody wing and a partially torn open binder Silver Mist huddles in the corner.
The doctor ignores the happy ponies and instantly locks eyes with the only despondent pony in the cage. The pony doesn’t even attempt to make eye contact as the doctor kneels down in front of him. “Silver Mist, I’m Doctor Bacall, I’m going to be helping you today. Are you doing okay, looks like you’re hurting yourself. Doug is worried about you; your friends are worried about you.” The doctor soothingly calls out to him trying to get the defeated Pegasus to respond. “I know why you’re feeling this way Silver Mist, I can help you with that.”
Silver Mist leaks tears as the doctor whispers to him. “Please, I don’t want this” He whispers back to the unrelenting doctor as the doctor presents another clinical Pon-E pill. He finally meets the doctors gaze and trembles in fear. “Just let me go”

>>42447486
“We both know that’s not going to happen.” The doctor explains shattering any illusion of this ending any other way for the silver Pegasus. The stern look and voice tell Silver Mist he was married to his fate the second he took those pills. “I just want you to be happy just like the other ponies here” He again presents the pill once more. “There is no going back, you’re already a pony for the rest of your life. Now you can just accept it, and be ready for your owner to get you or we will have to force you to take it. The choice is yours Silver Mist. You’ll still be yourself you’ll just be a happier you.” The doctor explains presenting the pill as just a means to alleviate the pain of the experience to make everyone happier.
Silver Mist backs against the corner with the doctor blocking the only escape, he shivers in fear looking at the pill, all he has to do is swallow it and everything will be fine, or so they say. He looks to see a few ponies standing waiting to see if Silver Mist will join them or if he will resist. Silver Mist imagines soaring free in the skies roaming place to place seeing everything but the pill will resign him to being nothing more than a pet, and worse, be happy about it. Seeing the door to the cage open and Doug distracted, He sees this may likely be his only chance for escape, taking a quick glance at the doctor sitting at attention waiting for Silver Mist to make a move, he cautiously laps up the pill. The Extremely strong taste initially sends a shiver of fear down his body but as he fakes a swallow, he carefully watches the doctor
Feeling more at ease with the compliant pony, the doctor smiles and reaches down for a pet. “Good boy, you made the right decis-,” The doctor is knocked out by a powerful headbutt.
Without a second to even recover from the daze, Silver Mist bolts out the cage spitting out the pill. High on adrenaline he runs through the endless lines of shelves before finding himself at a wrong turn.

>>42447488
“Tyler! Tyler! The silver one is making a run for it!” Doug yells sprinting after Silver Mist. With the pony stopping he tackles him and the start wrestling on the cold concrete floor. In the struggle Silver Mist begs to be let go as he holds onto the binding trying to pin him to the ground.
“No! you can’t do this to me! No!” Silver Mist yells thrashing under the guard. Finally managing to get his hooves under Doug he gives the guard a powerful kick straight to the chest as his grip rips the binder off of the pony’s body. Stumbling to his hooves, Silver Mist finally spreads his wings and takes flight. Flying high over all the shelves he knows this is his chance hearing the second guard he manages to find the door and dives on the unsuspecting guard. Bracing himself he slams into the guard sending both of them flying out of the building and tumbling across the lot. Silver Mist struggles to get to his hooves. Feeling an intense pain in his wing, He turns to see the guard scramble to get him. Fueled by adrenaline, he takes flight. The intense pain is almost too much for him to bear as he manages to clear the fence of the ware house with inches to spare. With almost no land marks to tell him where he’s going, he simply flies to the mountains praying they won’t be able to follow.

>>42447492
After an agonizing flight with the sun rapidly setting, the exhausted Pegasus flies over a valley rapidly losing altitude despite his best efforts. Barely clearing trees, he tries to flap more and gain some speed and altitude. However, with a cry of pain, he gives up and braces for a tumble across a field landing in an irrigation ditch. With a bloody mangled wing, silver mist crawls out from the irrigation ditch. Confused and scared, Silver Mist is convinced the guards must be looking for him, tracking him. The paranoid machinations cause him to gaze around in fear and start sneaking around. He sneaks past the aircraft hangar and sees a barn across the way. Hearing horses inside and his own growling stomach, Silver Mist dares to venture inside to see if he can find a scrap of food. With the door sliding open the horses seem to roar in confused excitement as the tries to quietly search for food. Feeling safe inside the barn he finds a pile of hay in the corner and a trough of water. Fearing what might happen to him if he tries to keep running, he decides taking refuge in the barn will be his safest bet, at least for the night. Considering the alternative is possibly being attacked and eaten by a mountain lion, he quietly munches on the hay thinking about what he’s gonna do now, with an injured wing, and being a bright silver pony with a navy-blue mane, he’s going to be found by the guards eventually. He starts to wonder if he made the right decision. Being on his own was going to be much harder than he thought but with his exhaustion creeping in, he finally drifts off to sleep.
Feeling a rope sinch down on his neck he scrambles himself to his hooves wondering if the guards found him, panicking he finds something much worse, a woman with a lasso tying him to the post on the barn with a holstered revolver in her hand. With a soothing voice she tries calming the little pony.
“Woahhhh Woahhhh, Easy there, don’t you panic little guy. Poor thing, you must be lost.” The young woman stands in the dawning light of the open barn. Her brown hair and tan skin with dirty old duds show that this quite literally isn’t her first rodeo. Hoping to go on an early morning ride, she’s quite surprised to see a pony hiding out in her barn eating all her hay. With the pony seemingly calmed down she pulls the lasso bringing the little pony out into the open where her mouth nearly drops.
The once beautiful silver Pegasus limps into the light as the sun finally crests over the mountains through the smoggy air. He finally gets a glimpse of his own crippled wing and his body being covered in hay and mud. He starts to cry wondering if she’s about to turn him in, or if she will sell him herself or worse make him into some sort of petting attraction. Considering he had only been free for a few waking hours, he gives up. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to break in.”

>>42447494
The woman is nearly floored as the pony manages to speak to her. Thinking she must be insane, She asks the talking winged pony a question. “I’m Marie, what’s your name? may I touch you.” She asks trying to be polite to the magic horse.
Silver Mist allows the women to approach him. “I’m Silver Mist, please help me.” He sniffles feeling her hand touch his head, feeling some comfort in her embrace, he leans against her pressing his head against her belly submitting to her knowing he cannot survive on his own, even if he wanted to try and escape.
Feeling sorry for the pony and seeing the badly damaged wing she knows she has to do something for the poor pony. Feeling the pony lean against her and surrender himself to her she starts to pet the pony. “It’s alright, don’t worry, I’ll call the vet, she’s gonna fix you up, she does horses and ostriches, she will know what to do.” She pets trying to comfort her new pony.
Despite the lasso around his neck, he feels safety that he hasn’t felt in a long time. He puts his trust into the woman. “I’ll do whatever it takes to pay you back.” He pleads with her as she hushes him.
“Don’t worry about that now Silver Mist. Let’s get you cleaned up first.” She reassures him leading him off to get cleaned up. Proud of her new little pony.

Silver Mist lays on a cloud enjoying the warm day floating in the cool breeze. He diligently followed through with his end of the deal doing chores around the farm and ranch. In his free time, he generally enjoyed being adorable for the family even dressing up as Rudolf for Christmas. The day his bandaged wing was healed and he could finally fly again was one of worry for the family as they weren’t sure if the pony would stay with them or fly off. However, his time grounded made Silver Mist realize that family wasn’t something to tie him down but rather something to find purpose and meaning in. His chores, though a burden are something he can do to help his family. Getting to sleep in the house, getting all the sweet vegies he could ever want, he wouldn’t want to be anywhere else. He holds his collar with pride and smiles, something he would have found entirely alien nearly a year ago.

>>42447498
“Silver Mist, quit napping and do your chores!” Marie yells into the clouds looking up to the pony looking down at her. With a little giggle she looks up to him. “Yes you! You eat my hay and sleep in my house, the least you can do is do your chores.” She smiles watching her goofball Pegasus take flight.
Okay, check the fence, check on the cows, and make it rain on the field, he tells himself making a little checklist. Flying low over the fields using all the little tricks she taught him about air convection and ground effect. He’s been able to fly far longer than he ever has before with just subtle changes in his wing shape and identifying rising air. He finds himself challenging himself to complete his daily chores without flapping his wings. Some days closer than others but being a fairly cool day, he just can’t seem to find any convection currents to ride. No problem, I’ll just have to work harder today I guess, he thinks to himself as he goes through the sky gathering up the clouds to make a good enough rain cloud to help water the fields. With a happy canter, he puts his magic to work gently stomping on the cloud to make it rain. Pushing along the cloud he gets a gentle drizzle across the fields before finally squeezing the clouds dry. Continuing on his routine, he does some tricks to amuse himself flying low over the fields checking on all the cows and making sure the fence is intact. With a day of work behind him, he gently comes down gliding to a cheery canter as the dinner bell rings. He comes trotting along as the family gathers for another meal. With smiles and jokes they set out a plate for Silver Mist with sweet potatoes, apple slices, carrots and more. With a pat on the head for another good day’s work Silver Mist smiles and digs in a happy family pet.

And finished, i went woth the happy ending although i could very easily belt out the "good ending"

>>42447502
Nice one

>>42447502
Lovely story, but now I wonder what would have happened if he had taken the pill.

>>42446045
cute batfilly

>>42447645
I'll work on that, I'll get it whipped out so it's not on my mind while im working on the twilight filly adoption story

>>42447645
Silver Mist backs against the corner with the doctor blocking the only escape, he shivers in fear looking at the pill, all he has to do is swallow it and everything will be fine, or so they say. He looks to see a few ponies standing waiting to see if Silver Mist will join them or if he will resist. Silver Mist imagines soaring free in the skies roaming place to place seeing everything but the pill will resign him to being nothing more than a pet, and worse, be happy about it. Seeing the door to the cage door closed and Doug keeping a watchful eye on the two, He realizes his only method of escape is blocked. With his wings bound tight, and any element of surprise gone, he knows resistance would be futile. He starts to sniffle and cry as the doctor gives him a tight hug pulling him tight against his chest.
“It’s alright, let it out.” Doctor Bacall soothingly whispers into the pony’s ear. “it’s a lot to take in. I understand you’re scared but you have to trust us, we are looking out for your best interests.” The doctor reassures the pony as he sets the pill to the side as a sign of good will.
Silver Mist finally has an objective look at the situation before him and hangs his head in shame. Blaming himself for being so shortsighted. This isn’t a Disney movie, If I managed to escape now, then what? Where would my next meal come from? I’d be digging through garbage, constantly trying to find somewhere safe to sleep. “What am I thinking” He whines to himself finding comfort in the doctor’s embrace. With a heavy heart he asks one more question. “I will still be myself? I won’t forget who I am?” Silver Mist desperately asks looking at the pill in terror.
The Doctor strokes the pony’s mane trying to reassure him everything will be fine. “You’ll still be yourself Silver Mist, whoever you were before will still be there. Think of it as an anti-depressant. Just because the person taking it is happier, doesn’t mean they aren’t the same person.” The doctor explains feeling the pony in his arms finally relax.

>>42448396
With a heavy heart, Silver Mist gives up. Worried and scared, he puts his faith in the doctor. “I’ll take the pill” He softly utters with a hoarse voice sniffling as the pill is once more presented to him. He has to close his eyes and lap up the single clinical PonE. Hesitating with the taste of marinara flooding his mouth he finally swallows surrendering himself to his fate.
“You made the right decision.” Doctor Bacall says comforting the little pony as the apprehension seemingly leaves the pony’s body. “Don’t worry, we’ll make sure everything is fine. You’ll be yourself when you wake up, you’ll remember everything, you’ll just be a happier you.” The doctor explains as the pill starts to take effect.
With a crippling headache, Silver Mist collapses into the doctor’s arms as the doctor lays him on one of the beds. He worries about what he had done to himself but he cautiously trusts that the doctor has his best interests at heart. With his head throbbing he closes his eyes and drifts to sleep.

Silver Mist patiently waits in the cage having a good time chatting with one of the newcomers sharing their stories about how they wound up there. The mix of stories ranged from, willingly selling themselves to, much like Silver Mist, coerced but as they all have a little laugh about their strife, they can’t feel mad about what happened to them. After all, it was very selfish of him to not pay for his Pon-E, but Gooch is probably happy now. Doug comes down the hall, the boots signal joy as he lines up on the fence to see what’s happening, is it nap time already? He thinks to himself as he sees a leash in his hand. A wave of excitement hits the ponies as they all speculate who’s going to their new home.
Doug locks eyes with Silver Mist holding up the leash. “Silver Mist, your ride is here.” Doug smiles watching as the little Pegasus tearfully says his goodbyes to all of his friends. As Silver Mist trots out of the cage and patiently waits for his leash to be clipped, Doug gives the pony a final brush of his mane to make sure he is presentable before clipping the leash.

>>42448402
Proudly trotting next to Doug, he tries to understand what about this he was truly scared of. Seeing the new escalade outside waiting to pick him up he starts getting butterflies in his stomach excited to see his new owner as the owner’s vet inspects the pony checking his wings. “Am I good?” He asks as the trunk to the escalade pops open with a nice cushy bed for him to lay on. With a whinny of excitement, he hops up into the SUV. “Bye Doug, thank you for your help” He cheers as the tailgate closes and he leaves for his new home.

Floating off the coast of Italy in the breezy Mediterranean, Silver Mist basks in the sun at his owner’s side while he entertains his guests on his yacht. His owner, Tony is a demanding but kind soul who expects a lot out of his prized pony but he can hardly imagine wanting to be anywhere else. Every second training to be a better flier and working with personal trainers has forged Silver Mist from a casual flier into a precision instrument of speed and aerodynamics. Nothing makes Silver Mist happier than seeing his owner happy. Speaking of, overhearing a boasting match between his owner and his guest he lifts his head to be given some pets.
“500 miles an hour? That’s impossible, no Pegasus and fly that fast I head the fastest ones can only get to 300” The guest looks to the smug Pegasus as he stretches his wings.
With a pleading look in his eyes, Silver Mist begs his owner for permission to show off to their guests. Please, just let me rub it in this guy’s face, I’m the fastest and you know it. His eyes beg as his owner scratches under the chin.
Unclipping the designer collar from his pony, Silver Mist seems to be ready to take flight already. “No, not yet, go get the speed gun. How else can we prove you’re the fastest.” Tony explains as his pony cheers with excitement and retrieves the Laser gun. With the laser gun in hand, he can hardly wait as his pony trots to the end of the deck. “Be safe Silver Mist, I’ll be watching.” Tony cheers as his Pegasus takes flight with utter grace and poise as some of the neighboring boats cheer for the silver Pegasus

>>42448407
Being somewhat self-indulgent, Silver Mist can’t help but to do some tricks as he gains speed and eventually altitude, much to the joy of the humans in the harbor. However, his owner isn’t looking for fancy wing work, he wants to settle an argument about speed. With countless hours of training and practice he has found his ideal high-speed dive. Though dangerous, it fuels him with pride and gives him something to work towards. Every time that speed gun ticks an extra mile an hour of speed, he feels a rush unlike anything he has ever felt before. High above the harbor, he takes position standing on a cloud. Like his days in San Francisco, he closes his eyes and takes a leap from the cloud. Tucking his wings and streamlining his body like many times before, He can hear the sounds of the air whizzing and cracking as he closes in on his leveling altitude, with intense strength he extends his just enough to pull up. With a herculean feat of strength, his wings take a delta shape as he eyes the yacht leveling off just before giving his owner flash of silver as he races past. Fully extending his wings and taking artistic liberty with the skies, he bleeds off his speed and altitude performing tricks and performing low passes over the other yachts. Hearing clapping and cheering from his Yacht he slowly brings himself to the deck letting his hooves clop gently against the wood.
Not wanting to reveal anything to his pony, Tony maintains a dour expression. “Silver Mist, how fast do you think you went?” Tony asks stirring fears of disappointment in his Pony.

>>42448408
“I had to have done 500, I could feel it, I could hear it too”, he explains worried that he may have upset his owner, however as tony laughs and turns the gun around to show 511 miles an hour Silver Mist jumps with joy with his wings flapping with joy taking his spot next to his owner proud of his new personal best.
“Who’s my good boy, let’s get you some treats, I’m thinking kiwi, strawberries, that kind of thing.” He explains letting the tired Pegasus lay his head on his lap. He rings the kitchen for snacks as he strokes his pony’s mane. Though he spent a small fortune on this pony, he feels as though he could have spent a lot more and still have been happy with the feathery bundle of joy.
Laying on his owner’s lap, he never could have possibly imagined how life would have turned out. Had he known, he would have sold himself to this a long time ago. He thinks back to how silly he was worried about being sold as a pet but living it, he realizes taking that second pill was the best decision he could have made.

>>42448409
Great story, I like both endings!

>>42446996
What I meant is more the difference between
>he's on 3 doses so he's basically a helpless pony, comes to terms with it and decides to just live as a comfy pony slave
vs.
>he ODs (or is forcefully ODed) to the 4th dose and just gets mind wiped to be a simple pony

>>42448809
3 doses doesn't do anything different than 2 doses. So he is still fully himself however 4 effectively changes your brain chemistry to make it almost impossible to feel angry or sad rather than a simple mind wipe

>>42448832
I thought 3 doses made you mute at least?

>>42448837
I realized having the ponies be able to talk with the humans made the story alot easier to write so had to scrap that idea

>>42448846
Darn, I was looking forward to that

>>42448851
Lol, that's part of the reason it took so long to write. I liked the idea too but damn is it hard to put into practice

>>42448855
Fair, fair

>>42446045
cute

>>42449163
Bat Ponies are always cute no matter what Anon

>>42449439
indeed

>>42447617
>>42448504
Thanks, i was kinda glad to get that one off my plate desu. Looking at the tag, it looks like it's been a solid year since a Pon-E fic was made. I have the twilight-filly fic on my docket as well as a sequel to my OC self insert. Lots to write

>>42429441
Unsure what you mean by that, I may lack the context for the reference...
>>42423253
Update is probably going to take another week, I've been experiencing writer's block. You know, that thing that I used to think wasn't real until it happened to me... many such cases!

>>42449893
Not all of us use the tag, I'm writing one right now essentially. Different name, same stuff in the can
https://ponepaste.org/10964

>>42449997
Is Pon-E its own thing or something and im too much of a newfag to know?

>>42450160
the OG:
https://www.fimfiction.net/story/100975/pone

>>42450165
>2013
Damn. I didn't even really know MLP existed at the time

More stories plz! Love the new content

>>42414688
The things I would do to her cute little body

>>42451038
Sneed pony

>>42452084
Kek, imagine full metal alchemist but being turned into a mare

>>42451038
Cute

Waddling pregnant mare that slowly follows you ie It Follows, and turns you into a pony if it ever catches up.

>>42452966
Can i be a colt if she catches me?

>>42452966
>>42453065
Im gonna green this, sounds like a fun quickie

>>42453215
That would be incredibly based.

>>42446386
Couple days later.

> Be Comet Cutter.
> You and your big sister are camping out in the wilderness. Starlight planning potential plots for revenge. Meanwhile you find ways to keep yourself entertained.
> Currently you're testing out your magical abilities. It's not just rocks. You've successfully made comets with sticks, a toy ball, and throwing knives.
> Another thing you've learned, it seems that the strength and power of your comets is connected to the amount of willpower you use. You wonder just what the limits of your will is, since you've already done the seemingly impossible through sheer will.
> But before you could ponder more about what your full power and limits truly are, your big sister speaks up. "Please try to do not do that so often. You'll risk giving away where we're hiding."
> "Sorry sis." You respond. Letting out a slightly annoyed sigh. Looks like you won't be experimenting for a while.
> Hopefully Starlight enacts her revenge sooner than later. So you can get back to testing your power. And also because you're starting to get sick of camping. You never thought you'd ever miss the village, but you very much do right now.
(9/?)

>>42453686
And thus we begin the Starlight's revenge arc.

>>42453686
Sometime during season 5, episode 12, amending fences.

> Be, a currently very angry, Comet Cutter.
> Normal at worst, you've only ever been annoyed with your sister. But today she's genuinely pissing you off.
> You and her have been stalking the stupid purple pony that brought down her reign in 'our town'. But that's not the source of your anger. You're actually amused by it. Especially since she'd always tell you to stop your hobby of pony watching.
> No, what's pissing you off is that you haven't eaten all day because Starlight has been busy following around Twilight. And now you're in a restaurant. Surrounded by food. Watching the lavender latrine and some other unicorns eat.
> Your stomach growling like a feral beast ends up being the straw that breaks the camel's back. "Big sis, I'm hungry!" You whine in annoyance and anger.
> "Later Comet, we most gather more information on Twilight Sparkle!" She retorts, angering you even more.
> "No! I'm hungry! I haven't eaten all day!" You say angrily, raising your voice. Causing Starlight to get nervous since you're starting to draw attention to the two of you.
> "Fine! Fine! Just please quiet down..." She says, relenting. You happily ordering baked ziti and a root beer. Your sister grumbling as she pays for it.
(10/?)

>>42453215
>>42453533
>Andy wanders through the everfree forest
>He only has a short time in equestria and he's going to make the most of it
>despite the travel agencys warnings he decides to venture into the everfree forest
>The stories of ancient ruins and mystical creatures made up his mind
>He flips through his guide book to the forest with incredulity
"Come on, these things all look made up, cockatrice, dragonequus, bug bear, mama mare? Come on, these have to be fake. There probably aren't even any monsters in here
>He tells himself hearing some quiet hoofsteps behind him
>He looks behind him to see a smiling unicorn mare
>Thinking nothing of the pony, he waves and continues walking
>His mind thinks nothing of the pregnant mare but he does remember the warning the travel agency gave him
>"Nopony travels through the everfree forest NOPONY!"
>As he keeps walking he feels a sneaking suspicion that something isn't right
>He turns around and sees the smiling mare much closer
>Within talking range, he's creeped out by the eerie smile from the mare
"Are you lost, poor little guy, Mama's here"
>Backing away from the slow mare he starts to feel a little concerned
"Um, no, im not lost im just going to see the ruins"
>He turns away and starts speed walking
>His fear is stoked every time he turns around and sees the happy smiling mare trailing behind him
>Going deeper into the forest the mist starts to obscure his vision yet the mare pursues
"Leave me alone!"
>He yells out finally breaking into a sprint rushing past bushes throwing leaves out of his face before finding a rock to hide behind
>Hushing his breath he scrambles to find his guide and starts flipping through the pages
>He opens the book to Mama Mare
>Hearing a lullaby echoing through the mist he frantically skims the page for information
>The lullaby slowly gets louder as he finds the info passage
>"Mama Mare is a spirit that resides in the forest...encounters are rare but have serious consequences"
>His heart pounds as he continues reading
>"Victims of this spirit are found regressed to foals."
>Trembling he continues
>"Victims slowly lose mental aquity till they are mentally regressed to their physical age"
>With the lullaby sounding like it's right behind him he frantically skims the rest
>"The effects are permanent and there is no known magical remedy to reverse the age regression"
>"All victims report hearing a lullaby before being regressed"
>His heart pumps out of his chest reading the last part
"Do not under any circumstances be touched by the mare as a single touch is all that is needed to begin the regression spell"
>Hearing a leaf crunch under hoof and seeing the smile of the mare emerge from the mist he cries out in fear scrambling to his feet
"No! Leave me alone!"
>He cries flying through the blinding mist only able to see what's in front of him as the lullaby echos again
1/?

>>42453853
>Gasping for air and frantically looking behind
>Kicking a rock and twisting his ankle he tumbles across the forest floor
>Getting to his feet again he continues limping along
>The agony of the twisted ankle forces him to the ground again dragging himself to a rock
"Somebody help me!!!"
>He desperately begs into the silent mist
>With a minute of silence and a moment to catch his breath, he thinks he finally escaped Mama Mare
>Hearing the lullaby again causes his body to shatter as a shot of adrenaline floods through his veins
>Hearing the lullaby get louder and louder he prays and begs for the spirit to give up
>Desperate to escape the slow pregnant mare, he gets up to his feet using the rock for support
>Testing his ankle to see if he can still run he collapses back to the ground leaning against the rock
>Hearing hoofsteps, he leans against the rock and holds his breath
>Please don't, oh god please don't let her find me. He begs in his head
>The lullaby ends and his heart sinks
>The ghostly white mare emerges from the mist with a gentle smile as though she was gazing upon a beloved child
"No, no, please don't!"
>He begs pushing his back against the rock as the beautiful mare stops face to face with the human
>He whines and leans away turning his cheek to the mare trying to avoid being touched
>With a gentle kiss on the cheek Andy feels the magic coursing through his body
"What, no! Oh no! Please, im sorry! I'll do anything, just please don't do this!"
>He begs as he feels the mares magic take effect
>He feels the fuzzy fur spread from his cheek and feels his face take the form of a stallion
>As the fur reaches his hands he watches his hands disappear turning into hooves
>Crying and feeling defeated by the spirit he lays on the ground he lets the transformation take effect.
>With Andy in a pony form he quietly mutters to the mare begging for mercy
>Shrinking into his clothes he starts to whine and cry sobbing like a baby
>The mare's horn glows as the foal whines and cries
>She lifts the baby colt out of the clothes rocking and trying to soothe the worried pony
"What did you do to me"
>Andy sniffles looking at his little colt body
>Looking at his shrunken manhood his lip quivers before the doting mare hides it under a thick diaper taping it snug
>Patting his thick padding with his little hooves, he covers his eyes as the tears flow
>The mare sits on the forest floor bringing the foal to her angelic chest fluff
>She hums a little lullaby and rocks her foal to comfort him
>Beating his little hooves against the spirits chest fluff in a loud tantrum, he slowly loses his energy
>Leaning his head against the spirits chest he finally sits and listens to the spirits angelic voice sings him a lullaby
>He imagines the words in his mind finally relaxing enough to quit his crying
>With a kiss on her foals forehead she gives him a pacifier to further calm her little foal
"It's okay my little stallion, Mama is here"
2/?

>>42454035
>With no more resistance from Andy, the spirit teases the foal
"Can you say, i love you mama?
>Andy grumbles into the pacifier as he tries to ignore the mare
>Tightening her hug and letting the foal feel her warm embrace she keeps teasing
"Can you say, i love you mama"
>Andy starts to fear that the spirit may have more abilities than even described in the book
>He knows the spirit is being kind right now and he wants to keep it that way
>With the mare asking again snuggling him tight he bites down on his pacifier swallowing what little pride he has left
"I love you mama"
>He sniffles blushing as the mare pats his padded butt
"Who's my good little foal"
>She teases relishing in the joy the cuddles bring her
>With a kiss on his head he stews in rage before quivering realizing he's powerless to stop the spirit
>Listening to the spirit sing her lullaby he slowly drifts off to sleep nuzzling into her warm chest fluff
3/3
That was a fun one

>>42453815
Next part coming soon. And it's a long one.
**Especially since it involves Twilight going into a Starlight altered timeline and encountering an alternate version of Comet Cutter.**

>>42454324
Damn it, was trying to do spoiler text. Perhaps it was the ** at the ends?
Text

>>42454326
Yeah, it was.

>>42453853
Awesome

>>42454395
Melon!

>>42444949
imagine becoming rarity and just all day you look in the mirror to the point the others get concerned that 'rarity' hasn't even come to the Spa

hey the person running the official MLP Twitter just got their nanomachine plushie

>>42454796
Loads of melons

>>42455932
I want a pony's melons.

>>42454372
Thanks, i feel like Mama Mare has some story potential. I'd totally green her again if i get another prompt

>>42453815
During the season 5 finale.

> Be Twilight Sparkle. Princess of friendship and currently dealing with dealing with a time traveling communist cult leader & her younger sibling who can create comets.
> Well technically Spike is dealing with her. Although he's not really dealing with as much as distracting. Trying his best to dodge the comets with a little help from you, whenever you can take you attention off Starlight for a couple of seconds.
> Thank Celestia you're not alone. Taking on the two by yourself would be a nightmare.
> Unfortunately you fail to stop then once more. This time, a comet strikes the young Rainbow Dash, knocking her out of the sky. You'd catch her, but you're already being sucked back to the present.
> This time everything seems quiet. Too quiet. There are no birds chirping or bugs buzzing. Massive craters dot the land. You can see Ponyville in ruins in the distance. Destroyed and blown to bits.
> Looking up at the night sky, you can see the sun and moon up in the sky together, both stuck in place. Similar to the incident with the everfree forest and the tree of harmony. And all throughout the sky are countless comets.
> Walking closer to the ruins of Ponyville, you notice skeletons. Most of which are filled with countless knives.
> This is definitely bizarre, as you're unsure what villain could've caused this. This fits none of the villains you've faced before.
> As if on cue, you hear hoofsteps behind you. A feminine voice speaking up. "Interesting. I thought annihilated every living creature in Equestria. Who are you?"
> Turning around, you see a mare. She's very tall, rivaling, or even possible exceeding, Celestia's height. Her mane and tail are like the tail of a purple comet. Her mane and tail, again like the tail of a comet, are very long. Her eyes glow a bright blinding white. Her horn is also white and extremely long, longer than any you've seen before. Although it's not shaped like a horn. No, it's shaped like a blade. Her coat color and cutie mark however, are the exact same as Comet Cutter's, letting you realize who this is.
> You're talking to Starlight's little sister. But how'd she get so big and powerful? Why did she do all of this? What is this pony really?
> "I'm Twilight Sparkle and this is Spike.... Why'd you do this? And how?..." You say nervously.
(11/?)

>>42456114
> She laugh loudly in response. "I'll keep this simple. There once was were a pair of sisters. A filly by the name of Comet Cutter, and her big sister Starlight Glimmer. That filly was me."
> "But I wasn't always a filly... I was once a sad creature, from another world. Living my day to day life in that world. Empty and hollow. With no one to care about. I desired a way out. To relive my youth and get the family & friends I never had. And perhaps by fate, perhaps by chance, or even, perhaps through sheer will, it happened. I was so happy that I didn't even care that I was now a pony. I got my name because of a comet that appeared that night. My sister said the white, purple, and blue of comet reminded her of me. As time went on, me and big sis grew closer and closer."
> "Our town was far from any other. Isolated and alone. In Our Town, Starlight ensured equality by getting rid of pony's cutie marks. She secretly kept hers and covered it with makeup. I could always tell though. But I never said anything. Although one day the royal guard attacked. I assume word somehow got out of Our Town, although to this day I don't know why. In the battle was the first time I made a comet. I could feel my will flow out my horn and flow into the object I threw. And in blinding flash of light it became a comet and I earned my cutie mark. Starlight let me keep mine, claiming it was only for war reasons. We were able to repel them with my comets and big sis' magic. But it was only the start of the war."
> "Overtime I figured out how to control comets as well. Slamming them down into foes like meteorite. It just took more will. Over time my will to destroy our foes became stronger, and it did, so did my magic. Bigger and stronger I grew, faster than a filly should've. But there were no times for questions or answers to those questions. From me or any pony else. There was still a war happening."
> "Then one fateful battle, the two alicorn rulers came to put an end to the war once and for all. They mercilessly slaughtered my sister in front of me. The only pony I ever truly cared about. No, not the only, the only living thing. Without her, I truly had nothing."
(12/?)

>>42456119
> "And then they tried to convince me to become the student of them both. That my power was special and needed to be nutured. Treating me like I was just a misguided filly. And at that point I felt my blood boil. Big sis had power that was special. Not to mention she nutured both mine and her power. She was a shining star who was truly unique and priceless. And they tore her to shreds."
> "I could feel my will changing and growing. From destroying those who threatened my home and family to all of Equestria. For if Starlight doesn't get to live, why should any one them? Before I knew it, it was raining down comets and I had become what you see before you. Standing over the sliced ribbons of what were the two rulers."
> "Within only a day, I had annihilated all of Equestria. Nothing was left. Yet I still felt hollow..... I still missed her.... I was alone in a wasteland.... My only company being my own comets...."
> The alternate version of Comet Cutter begins to break down crying. ".... I'm tired... So tired.... Yet I a part of me refuses to give up.... Even though continuing is nothing but agony.... Tell me, why are you here Twilight Sparkle? How could you exist in the first place?"
> "I-I'm from a d-diffrent timeline... I'm trying to fix things. In my timeline, y-your home isn't attacked by the royal guard." You say hesitantly.
> Her face lights up with hope. "I know this is selfish to ask, especially after all I've done.... But could you please protect my big sis, and make sure she stays safe?..."
> "I.... promise....." You respond. Using the table to return to the past with Spike.
(13/?)

>>42456125
Time to compile all this. Comet's story isn't over. But the entire evil arc is over. Everything now is gonna be post S5.

>>42456069
Looking forward to it!

>>42456125
Comet Cutter's story so far:
https://ponepaste.org/11288

>>42439354
Should I continue working on Comet's story, or pause it for now and work on the 4th Silver Platter story?

imagine becoming two ponies fused together
who two would you pick?

>>42415727
what episode was that?

>>42456651
>>42456656
Gender swapped discord always gets me excited

Another Mama Mare story

>In the everfree forest a lone stallion wanders the forest searching for a mythical spirit
>Mama Mare
>This spirit has the power to turn stallions and mares into little foals
>Though many ponies fear this spirit, Peachy Hooves searches tirelessly to see her
>For years he's tried to find her with no success
>He even doubted her existence till Nurse Redheart herself confirmed it
>Every few years a new foal is delivered to the hospital crying about Mama Mare before the mental regression sets in
>Peachy Hooves blushes at the thought
>The thought of forgetting everything frightens him but it would be a welcome change to the stallion
>With a family life that could be described as nothing better than bearable he yearns for a chance to start over
>But with his many encounters of the beasts and monsters in the forest, he fears it may be game over before he even gets a chance
>With the moon begining to rise and a mist starting to slowly overtake the cold forest Peachy Hooves lowers his head and makes his return to Ponyville
>He can't help but to shed a tear and sniffle releasing his pent up sadness in the lonesome forest
>The shuffle of leaves behind cause him to whip around fearing another attack
>much to his surprise he finds a lone white mare with a bulging pregnant belly emerging from the mist
>She opens her ruby red eyes and gazes upon her little colt with pure adoration
"Aw, little foal, are you lost?"
>The grown stallion realizes who this mare is and his hooves tense with fear and adrenaline
>His hooves shuffle as though to make an escape but he fights the temptation watching the majestic spirit sit there with a calming smile
"Yes, im lost, can you help me?"
>He asks trembling in his hooves fearing what will happen next
>The mare slowly approaches as Peachy Hooves backs away out of instinct
"It's okay my little foal, Mama's here to take care of you"
>She softly explains as she starts singing a lullaby
>Peachy Hooves can't control his strawberry red blush as she calls him jer little foal
>He winces and leans away as she nuzzles against him
>The mare showers her new foal (victim) with love as he obediently sits on the forest floor
"Come here my little foal, Mama's got you"
>She soothingly whispers bringing her new foal to cuddle on her lap
>With his heart pounding out of his chest Peachy Hooves nuzzles against Mama Mares chest listening to her sing her lullaby
"Yes Mama"
>He diligently answers submitting to her every whim
>Mama Mare cuddles her new foal happy to know he's safe im her arms
>With a kiss on the forehead the transformation begins
>Peachy Hooves whimpers woth worry as the regression begins especially as his stallionhood shinks to nothing
>However the comfort of Mama Mare's embrace allows him to enjoy every second of his regression
>His large clunky stallion hooves shrink to cute little foal hooves
>His coarse stallion coat returns to a silky soft foal coat

>>42456935
>Overwhelmed with joy, he nuzzles against Mama Mare as the regression completes
"I love you Mama Mare!"
>Peachy hooves babbles slipping on his words trying to get used to his new foal body
>With a glow of her horn she slips a thick diaper under Peachy Hooves and tapes it snuggly in place
>Wiggling his little legs Peachy whinnies with pure joy feeling the crinkly thickness embracing his body
>Mama Mare pats her foals but with joy giving the padding a squeeze
"I love you too my little colt"
>She soothingly whispers giving her loving foal a pacifier
>She sings her lullaby once more for her new foal holding him tight in the cold misty forest
>With sleepy eyes he looks up to the doting mare
>Sucking his pacifier and laying against her angelic white chest fluff, he just wants one more little kiss
>Mama Mares ruby eyes meet his and with an adoring smile she leans in to give her foal another kiss on the forehead
"It's sleepy time little one"
>Peachy groans pleaing with his eyes to never let this moment end
"Will you be my mama?"
>Peachy begs hugging the spirit has hard as he can
>The doting mare kisses her foal once more
"Of course sweetie, every lost foal can call me Mama"
>She calmly coos rocking the little colt to sleep
"I love you Mama"
>He smiles comforted by the thought of always having her loving embrace
>With one last round of singing from Mama Mare Peachy Hooves loses the battle with sleep

>Waking up he feels the warm embrace of a mare
>opening his eyes he sees white fluff and sleepily nuzzles
"Oh look he's awake"
>He faintly hears sighing with adoration
"Mama Mare?"
>He asks before looking to see Nurse Redheart
>He blushes and turns away from her
"Did you say Mama Mare? Oh no, did she get you? Quick, what's your name so we can notify your family"
>Peachy hears Nurse Redheart ask about his family as he defiantly sticks he tongue at her
"I went in the forest and i saw Mama Mare. She was the most beautif-fuh"
>His mind slowly starts to slip forgeting all but the most basic words
>Hearing the foal start to slip into mental regression she presses again to get basic info
"Please sir, i need your name so we can help you"
>He ignores the nurses demands as the world starts to become magical and full of wonder again he smiles and looks at the colorful posters on the walls as the nurse desperately tries to get his attention
"Sir please, answer me!"
"I wike the fowest, with trees and uh"
He starts playing with his padding forgetting why he didn't wanna tell her his name so he smiles and proudly tries to tell her
"My name is uh, pee, hehe-"
He giggles to himself almost entirely losing his ability to focus
"Pretty white pony-"
>He babbles before his mind slips away locking him away in nothing but cozy foal thoughts
>Nurse Redheart sighs with annoyance
"Tell the Mayor we have another Mama Mare foal..."

End

I'm gonna be honest, when I heard the original concept for Mama Mare, I thought it was gonna be one of those "killer snail is pursuing you" kind of situations.

>>42457172
Pretty much what the first one was. The second one i took some artistic liberty with it and made a wish fulfillment green

>>42457211
>wish fulfillment
Do you want to be the little foal, anon?

>>42457172
I like Mama Mare but I'm simply too [unitelligible] for it.
Another life, another place, maybe.

>>42457211
I guess it technically is.

I more imagined the extreme version where like, Anon evades Mama Mare...for a few years.
She eventually catches up.

>>42456011
well you can buy a melon off a pony for a bit

>>42455683
cute

>>42456368
I want to be the fabulous but dependable Rarijack.

>>42457288
I wanna be the little foal. I wanna be a cute adorable little pony
>>42457301
Im glad you like it
>>42457324
I imagine i can take another crack it it
>Pony hears the lullaby
>Remains calm as Mama Mare follows closely behind
>Leaves the forest
>Mama Mare remains in the forest as pony escapes
>Pony haunted by Mama Mare
>eventually Mama Mare sings outside his window before he finally leaves ponyvile for good
>Finally settling in to his new town and forgetting all about mama mare
>He hears her lullaby one more time and hoofsteps outside his bedroom door
Something like that

Fast board today

How can invoke the tf show accurate artfag to make a picture with my oc?

>>42459085
Poor Pon-E got high on their own supply

>>42456261
So what do y'all think of it so far?

>>42459378
I like it

>>42459640
Glad you do!

Any love for some human to EQG?

>>42460264
No, equestria girls doesn't deserve love

>>42460264
Very rarely.

>>42460367
Fuck you im into that shit. As long as it's Nurse Redheart that does it

>>42459378
The amount of spelling mistakes and missing words seems to have ramped up.
If you haven't started writing your stories outside of posts for proofreading I would recommend doing so.
Cute story otherwise!

Ok taking another stab at Mama Mare, this time putting an emphasis on the pursuing snail part of the story

>A lone mare picks mushrooms for her soup at the edge of the everfree forest.
>With basket in mouth she forages and enjoys nature going about it's way
>Apricot Belle has taking such a liking to her carrot and mushroom soup that she's picked the area clean
>She hears tales about the forest being haunted and filled with monsters but surely just a little bit into the forest wouldn't be dangerous
>Going deeper into the forest she finds large delicious mushrooms and gathers them into her basket
>At this rate I'll have enough mushrooms for an entire week of soups! She thinks to herself before finally filling her basket
>Lost in her greed for mushrooms she realizes she had lost her way
>Taking a moment to try and orient herself he finds a mist slowly overtaking the forest
>Great...now im gonna be lost and not see where im going she whines to herself with a groan
"Are you lost little filly?"
>Startled she turns to see a pregnant white mare with a warm gentle smile
>She sets down her basket and starts rambling
"Oh yes, could you help me im from Ponyville and i..."
>She meets eyes with the mare, eyes red like rubies, mane flowing unnaturally in the still forest air
>She tenses up as the mare starts walking towards her
"Aw, poor little foal, Mama's here, don't worry about a thing"
>Deeply worried about what this creature is, she doesn't want to stick around to find out
>She picks up her basket without any idea where she is or where she's going
>All she knows is to walk the opposite direction of the ghostly mare
>Hearing the hoofsteps behind her she occasionally turns around just to see where the mare is
>Mama Mare's eyes gaze upon her little filly with pure joy imagining a fun game of follow the leader
>Apricot Belle whines as she hears the eerie lullaby softly sung behind her
>With the mist seemingly growing thicker she starts to panic
>Looking behind her, all she can see are the red eyes of the white unicorn behind her
>The sounds of the lullaby echo through her mind embedding them into memory
>She stumbles through the forest basket in mouth dropping a few tripping over rocks and fallen branches
>With Mama Mare's eyes still close behind gently glowing in the darkening mist she starts to cry
"Poor little foal, don't cry, let Mama give you a warm hug"
>Mama Mare says dreamily wanting to make her little filly feel safe and loved
>Dropping her basket in panic she starts galloping through the forest crying dodging trees as they come into view
>With the lullaby growing faint she believes she lost her
>With a thud she trips over a fallen branch wincing and feeling her legs
>Hearing the lullaby slowly get louder she gets back to her hooves and shuffles along
>In the dark mist the lullaby slowly fades
>She sits and catches her breath looking around in fear wondering if she got away
>With the snap of a branch she sees the glowing red eyes in the mist

>>42460869
>Shaking off the pain Apricot Belle gallops through the forest the haunting lullaby causing her to yell into the woods for help
>With a break in the mist she almost crys with joy galloping into the clearing.
>With ponyville in the distance she starts running for safety, free of the mist.
>She stops to catch her breath turning to the forest to see if the mare will pursue >in the distance she sees the ghostly white mare standing at the edge of the forest, watching her every move
>With the lullaby floating on the gentle breeze, Apricot Belle screams and gallops for ponyville horrified by the events that just transpired
>Though Apricot thinks she got away, Mama Mare smiles with joy

>Traumatized by what she saw she desperately asks for any wisdom on the creature
>Not even Twilight Sparkle had any idea what she had seen.
>Nasty ponies tease her telling her is too late, once you hear her lullaby you're going to be her foal
>The only one with any answers was nurse Redheart.
>Even then she had only seem victims but never anyone with an encounter who was able to tell the tale
>Apricot Belle trembles with worry with her only solace being she's the only one who got away
>Hearing stories of foals waking up crying about Mama Mare before their mind fades makes her sick to her stomach thankful for how lucky she was to have escaped

>Under a full moon, Apricot Belle makes herself a carrot soup
>though she doesn't worry about Mama Mare anymore she is scared senseless by the mere sight of the forest
>The townsponies think she's crazy or making up the story for attention but she know what she saw
>On that cool night the mist rolls into PonyVille nothing out of the ordinary
>She starts closing her windows to keep the warmth in
>Closing the last window, her mind shatters hearing the lullaby floating on the wind
>She looks out to the night streets and meets eyes with the smiling white mare
>She slams the window shut locking the doors her eyes watching every corner
>Even as her soup boils over she frantically cowers as the lullaby penetrates the walls.
>She holds her breath as the hoofsteps clop outside her house.
>She hides under her table watching the mare's ghostly shaddow pass through the beams of light at each window
>She quietly sobs to herself desperately begging for mama mare to go away
>Even as the sounds of clopping hoofsteps disappear into the night she remains frozen under the table
>"Please, someone help me" she thinks to herself

>Every attempt to get the townsponies to see Mama Mare, the mare never appears almost as if to mock her
>Fearing what would happen if she stayed in Ponyville, she left for Baltimare to stay with family
>As she finally calmed herself with the help of family she finally settled into her life
>With Ponyville and Mama Mare far in her past memories she sleeps soundly
>the past year enjoying her new house and finally being back with family have done wonders to calm her anxiety

>>42460739
Thanks for the criticism. I will try to improve!

>>42461008
>She reads her evening book, tales of a land before equestria filling her mind with wonder before hearing the chime of the clock tower reminding her how late it is
>The chime echos through the misty air as she closes her book and turns out the lights
>Closing her eyes and imagining the world of wonder from the book she starts to question why the last chime seems to be hanging in the air
>Chalking it up to some strange echo she ignores it till the echo fades into a lullaby
>Confused, it takes a moment for her brain to process what that song is
>A painful shock of adrenaline pumps though her body
>How did she find me! Baltimare is so far away! She asks herself unable to process the reality
>With the lullaby fading again and the sound of the last chime fading into the night sky, she has to collect her thoughts and take a breath to calm down
"Im insane, im insane, she can't get me here" she tells herself with her old mantra to try and get sleep
>Hearing the clop of a hoofstep in the room she panics
>By the time her eyes fly wide open with terror a white hoof draws her in for a cuddle
>The lullaby softly whispers into her ear as she tears up in Mama Mare's embrace
>She wants to scream but her teeth clench as she tries to squirm away from the Mare's hug
"You're really good at hide and seek young filly"
>Mama Mare teases nuzzling her foal with joy
"N-no, im not a filly, im a mare"
>She whines crying into her pillow
"That's right, you're gonna grow up to be a pretty mare"
>Mama Mare gives her filly a heartfelt kiss on the cheek casting her spell
"Please, no! Don't do this, Mama Mare! Please no!"
>She tearfully begs as she feels her body relaxing and shrinking
>She desperately tries to fight it but as she is regressed to a little foal all she can do is cry as her mouth is gagged by a pacifier
>With her diaper lovingly taped in place, Mama Mare cuddles her little foal
>Sobbing into the pacifier she recalls what nurse Redheart said
>No magic remedy exists to reverse her spell and shortly after you will lose your mental abilities
>She can only sob helplessly as Mama Mare tries to gently rock her to sleep
"Poor little Filly, you must have had a terrible nightmare. Good thing mama is here for you"
>Mama Mare blissfully smiles giving her foal another kiss
>Apricot Belle trembles and finally brings herself to accept her fate
>Some part of her finds relief in the worry being over
>All those sleepless nights, hearing the lullaby where it doesn't exist, having a panic attack every time she sees the mist, it's all finally over
>The doom of being Mama Mare's little filly doesn't seem to upset her as much as she thought it would
>With the relief and despair mellowing each other out, she finds comfort
>As she turns and gets pulled into Mama Mare's chest fluff she finds herself cuddling her for comfort as her cries start to hush themselves
"There there little filly, Mama's here for you"
>She quietly whispers cradling Apricot Belle tight against her chest

>>42461118
End of that one. I could do a bit more but it's bedtime. I hope that seems to capture the killer snail prompt better

>>42461125
"Apricot Belle loved Mama Mare."

Wow, didn't really expect you to actually go and write another one with that emphasis, but I'm glad you did!
These (especially this one) have been good, and uniquely pony, horror.

Makes me wonder if a thread for pony creepypasta/horror would get traction.

I also wonder if these ponies are ever able to remember their full histories again as they grow up.

>>42461336
Glad to hear it. This is my first time writing something in the horror genre and i like how it turned out. IDK if i can use the PTFG tag on ponepaste for it but i think atleast the first story does. I'll probably end up compiling them into one paste

I LOVE starscribes fics so much i think theyre the best ptf fanfics on the site I just wish there was more out there

>>42462036
What are those about

>>42456368
Perfection incarnated

>>42460264
>human to human transformation

>>42462043
they are almost all about transformation stuff in different ways from hie to earth infections. I just like how theyre all pretty good quality, some with commissioned art per chapter and are often pretty lengthy rather then abandoned/short 1-shots

>>42462036
Too much tgtf

>>42462036
Idk if starscribe has improved in the years since I've stopped reading but the way he structures fics used to genuinely piss me off. It felt like we'd get fifteen chapters of "maybe something will happen THIS time!" And then the sixteenth would be cramming way too much stuff in to make up for all the waiting. It never really built to a satisfying climax, itd just skip to the falling action.

Just another mama mare story to try and get it out of my system

>A Colt and his friends happily play with their kites soaring high over the fields near ponyville
>Pushing it further and further he lets out more and more string till he can barely see it in the sky
>With the kite slowly flying more erratically he tries to maintain control
>Trying to reel it in the kite vears off course careening into the forest far into the distance
"NO! My kite!"
>Cherry Sprout cries out yanking on the string in futility
>His friends gather round
"Sorry dude, it was a good kite"
>With a misguided sense of confidence he believes it's not too far into the forest
"I think we can get it"
>His friends gasp in worry
"My parents say the forest is super dangerous, my mom would kill me if she found out i went in there!"
>With a grunt the proud little Colt ventures to the treeline alone
"Fine, if you're too scared to help, I'll just go and get it alone"

>Thinking he saw the kite somewhere near the edge of the forest he rushes in quickly getting himself lost in the forest
>With a low mist hanging in the forest he looks up into the canopy trying to find his kite
>As the mist grows thicker and he loses his way, little Sprout starts to whine
>Running through the forest he tries to find his way out looking for any familiar landmarks before he trips over a rock hurting his little hoof
>Scared and hurt, he finally starts to cry alone and trapped in the woods
>The sounds of hoof steps frighten him but he looks up to see a lone white unicorn mare
"Are you lost my little Colt?"
>She asks with her mane flowing in the still forest air
>Sniffling he wipes his tears
"Yea, can you help me? I lost my kite"
>Cherry Sprout asks nervous of ruby eyed mare gazing upon him with adoration
>With a helping hoof she gets the Colt to his hooves
>Just her mere touch seems to put the Colt at ease
"Let's see if we can find your kite"
>She smiles as the proud Colt nuzzles against her happy to have a grown up there for him
>With a calming walk through the forest, Cherry Sprout plays climbing on logs and jumping from rock to rock under the loving supervision of Mama Mare
>The Colts eyes shoot wide with delight as the glittery red kit is visible in the treetops
"There! I see it"
>Mama Mare's horn glows and retrieves the kite from the tree canopy returning it to the adoring earth pony colt
"What do you say my little Colt?"
>Mama Mare smiles with joy seeing the happy smile on his face
"Thank you Mama Mare!"
>With a little chuckle she leads him back to the edge of the forest
"You're welcome my little colt"
>Reaching the edge of the forest Cherry Sprout can see his friends all still playing and waiting for their friend to return
>Mama Mare stops as Cherry Sprout turns to her blushing
"Thank you Mama Mare, i don't know what would have happened if you weren't there"
>Mama Mare gasps in delight as the little Colt gives her a good-bye hug

>>42462878
"Mama Mare is always here for you. Every lost foal can call me Mama"
>With a kiss on his forehead he feels the mare simply vanish into the mist as it retreats into the forest
>Frightened by the mysterious spirit, he tries looking to see where she must have gone but with Mama Mare nowhere in sight he looks to his friends playing in the field
"Hey guys, i found it!"
>He cheers galloping across the field ready to fly his kite once more

I can't remember where I saw it, but I once saw an anon filly comic of Eggman from sonic getting turned into an anon filly. And recently I thought about how a green text about that would go.

>>42462878
Are you going to ponepaste these?

>>42462878
Oh that's extra freaky. She DOESN'T do anything to those who are already foals...

>>42463930
Yea, I'll put these all into one as a collection. Im looking at the one with Apricot Belle and i think I can expand on it since it's clearly the best of the group

>>42462896
>>42462878
i wish

>>42260667
If I’m going to draw a TF featuring Spike, G1 Spike with his pal Surprise would certainly be a good place to start. I’m going to take a rest with the G1 TFs after this, but these have been fun!

>>42416452
>>42416461
It’s insane how many subtle, difficult-to-replicate artifacts get left behind by VHS. The way the color bleeds inconsistently, the sharpening of some lines & blurring of others, the unique distortions… I’m not exaggerating when I say that the only way I’d be truly satisfied would be to actually copy some pieces to physical media. I’ll keep the idea on the table if I do more early-gen TFs.

>>42415833
“Have you ever wondered what would happen if we took the idea of pony satyrs, but made them far worse?”
>>42416026
Thanks for the warning! I’ve always wondered where seaponies came from, but I can put two and two together.
>>42456398
You know that G1 episode with the Lovecraftian horrors? That one also has humans getting turned into ponies.
>>42459121
I think your invocation worked! What did you have in mind?

>>42464297
This little dude if could be possible thx

>>42464007
Figured I'd make mama mare a benevolent spirit the benevolent spirit she's kinda meant to be. Show that she has kindness in her heart but most ponies don't see it the same way she does
>>42464146
Elaborate

>>42464284
What a Surprise!

>>42462059
lol

>>42465951
>>42465955
it should've been meeeee

>>42465951
>>42465955
Words, so many fucking words show don't tell

>>42466429
its not that many words, you're just not used to reading anything past the level of The Very Hungry Caterpillar ever since you got TF'd into one of the cake twins

>>42466488
I don't want words in my comics. If i wanted to read words, I'd read some fan fics

>>42466498
>bro's unable to read the peak that is Sweet Bro and Hella Jeff
bery sad. many such stories

>>42466926
No, the solution is definitely to gaslight someone into being her daughter.

Love stories like this.
https://pastebin.com/NUkGntaj

>>42467361
We need more stories of Twilight making Anon into her little and Anon having to both deal with Twilight and the mental effects that come with now having the brain of a filly.

>>42456261
Took me a while to actually read the story. The story takes a long time to establish why i should care about the character. The first scene is she appears and starlight just accepts it for no apparent reason. I wouldn't care what it was, if i found it napping on me i wouldn't be happy about it. Then as she's introduced to the town, despite the character acting like a total psycho, the town just again kinda accepts it. It's only the last scene where im given a reason to care about the character as it's shown she cares alot about her big sister.
Key takeaways:
>Take more time to establish character motivations
Why does starlight even care about this random filly that appeared in her bedroom? Why does comet cutter want a big sister?
>Make more realistic character interactions
Having characters act with total disregard for others and have the other characters just ignore it just takes me out of the story
>Overpowered character
Probably just personal preference at this point but having a character capable of such mass destruction just makes the stakes of pleasing said character the overwhelming crisis of the story regardless of whatever else had been established previously. It takes away from the story and simultaneously makes the conclusion alot less satisfying as it's like: OK, you destroyed all of ponyville, just kill purple bitch forst and live happily ever after
Those are my take aways from my read

>Too depressed to jork it.
>Pinkie comes along and cheers you up.
>Jork it cheerfully.
>Whoops, that was the trigger.
>Now you are Pinkie.
>Get depressed again because you can't jork it.
The only winning move is not to play.

>>42414688
This style is really cute. Where can I see more?

>>42467767
Thanks for your criticism. I'll try to improve. But first, let's talk a little about your points.
> Then as she's introduced to the town, despite the character acting like a total psycho, the town just again kinda accepts it.
This actually is intentional because remember, Our Town is still currently a massive cult. Which Starlight Glimmer is the leader of. So it's less tolerance of Comet Cutter, and instead fear of Starlight's wrath.
> Why does starlight even care about this random filly that appeared in her bedroom? Why does comet cutter want a big sister?
Yeah, that's a really good point. Should've really gone and dived into Comet Cutter's goals and her desire for a family she lacks. Same with Starlight. I was going for Starlight being at first put off by Comet, but tolerating her because as far as she can tell, Comet is just a filly. But warming up to her, as the idea of having a little sister who loves her unconditionally starts to grow on her.
> Probably just personal preference at this point but having a character capable of such mass destruction just makes the stakes of pleasing said character the overwhelming crisis of the story regardless of whatever else had been established previously. It takes away from the story and simultaneously makes the conclusion alot less satisfying as it's like: OK, you destroyed all of ponyville, just kill purple bitch forst and live happily ever after
I guess I didn't quite explain this well. Comet's entire thing is will power. She's only as strong as her will is. This alternate version came about because she was completely consumed by her will for vengeance and destruction after Starlight died. I meant the entire alternate timeline to be less a display of power, and instead how she's someone who if they go down the wrong path had the potential to become a devastating monster. But also the chance to become a heroic warrior as well if she's lead down the right path. A violent and troubled mind with the potential to blossom into either something great or something terrible.

Anyway, again, thank you for your criticism. You actually got my mind working on potential writing ideas. Was actually struggling on what I should write next, whether it be more Silver Platter, Comet Cutter, or something new. I now kinda wanna try rewriting the current Comet Cutter story, but with more detail. But for now, for one final time, thank you!

>>42467928
> Having characters act with total disregard for others and have the other characters just ignore it just takes me out of the story
Oh wait, forgot about this. Silly me. It's a little late RN.
I did try to have them react to Comet Cutter, and show how yes, Comet Cutter is a bit psychotic. But I guess I could do a better job. I'll try to improve. Thank you.

>>42467928
>>42467933
Sounds like you have good ideas but you just need to take some time to explain to your readers so they're with you going through the story. I'd definitely work on establishing an emotional connection between starlight and comet cutter as number 1 priority. Find some way for the reader to believe that this filly coming into Starlight's life is the best thing that ever happened to her

>>42466429
What can you expect when you see someone turn into a dictionary?

>>42467274
cute

>>42467961
Thanks anon. Will work on it.

>>42467274
nice

Damn, slow board today

>>42470915
Transform into a slow pony.

>feel like shit the entire day
>pitch dark 3am. turn off the computer and head to bed depressed because not a horse
>stare at the ceiling
>sensation starts to numb all over the body and i start feeling increasingly, incredibly light
>feeling of hands and feet and ears fade away into a buzz as if they're rounding or migrating up my head
>usual coils of anxiety in the heart or tension in the muscles evaporate
>the delusion is so strong that for a second i genuinely believed i could've been turning into a pony
>wake up the next morning, not remembering when i fell asleep or what happened after
What did my body mean by this

>>42471238
The pony inside of you was attempting to break free

>>42464297
No. i don't know that one.

>>42472174
Next you'll say you don't know Graggle Simpson.

>>42471578
I don't know what I did wrong. I wish she succeeded

Tusk movie but with ponies
yes or no?

>>42473280
no but only because in tusk they're nothing like a walrus and they're extremely grotesque
however i would go through fucked up freaky multi month surgeries if it means i'd end up as a regular pony
but irl it's probably more practical to do a brain transplant so hopefully if ponification comes to be it's either brain transplant or brain upload stuff

>>42473259
Damn, didn't know i needed evil scientist twilight to trap me in latex for her experiments

>>42468711
yay, love to see some EQG

>>41882520
This is a pretty old request, but I stand by my statement that it’s never a bad time of year for it! I’m quote fond of the whole “Christmas in Summer” idea, and nothing goes with it quite like a festive kirin.
>>42464308
Indeed, that’ll be quite possible! Looking forward to drawing him.
>>42472174
(It’s a joke about how a LOT of the antagonists in G1 look like viscerally off-putting fever dreams)

>>42474363
What a pretty kirin and TF.

>>42474363
Holy cute...

Currently working on:

Silver Platter discovers herself.

Got the prologue finished.

Spoilers for the prologue.
Silver Platter gets help from the mane six, including Twilight. The idea of Silver Platter going on a trip to Canterlot to both connect to her pony side and reconnect to her human side ends up being the solution. So she can finally understand herself.

Has anyone ever thought about what human Fluttershy would think if she found a talking pony? How would you anons react to meeting her after ponification?

>>42475304
Sounds like it'd be a fun story if it's well writen

>>42474775
Are you going to get to the comet cutter rewrite after this

>>42474363
Thanks for lurking here and drawing this type of art, you're a goat and wish we could retribute your effort somehow

>>42475474
Patience.

>>42475259
lol

>>42476751
How do you shit post with hooves

Showstyle? can i become G1 firefly in the Well?
or Applejack Stuck in a fence?

>>42476751
Hooves up!

>Anonfamily (Anonstallion, Anonmare, Anonfilly, Anoncolt) move into Ponyville
>They pretend to be a family as a cover story for why two adults are living with two children
>This backfires, as the nigh-identical looks of Mare and Stallion make people assume they're closely related.

>>42447446
>https://ponepaste.org/11277
Added to the story archive.
https://pone.tf

>Wake up in Anontown.
>Make conversation with Anon, Anon and Anon on the way to work.
>You can't tell anyone apart, but it hasn't stopped certain groups from making their own identifiers.
>Mainly, the waifufags.
>Many have taken to decorating their saddlebags with the cutie marks of their Best Pony, but some have taken it a step further.
>Two unicorns once walked into the local bar both wearing a cape and magician hat and declared a magic duel to claim the title of "Great and Powerful." Magic's still banned indoors thanks to them.
>A bunch of Dashfags in the early days actually banded together to create the local weather team, which was a stormy disaster at first since not one of them actually mastered flight yet.
>Recently, there was talk of a Nightmare Moon cult that kidnapped and sacrificed some random non-Anon who strolled into town one day, but Moonfags wouldn't go that far, right?
>Right?
>Finish up things with your quartet, laughing it off as you go off on your own down a secluded path.
>While trotting, hear a rustling in the bushes off to the side.
>Obviously can't be anything good, so you back up. Or at least, you try.
>Bump into somepony that wasn't there before, and before you can turn around to see them- a green hoof is around your neck.
>Panic mode instincts kick in, but bucking your assailant off is an intense struggle.
>So much that you don't even register the cloaked Anonpone walking out of the bushes, until there's a knife levitated up to your throat.
>Oh fuck.
>Stop struggling and open your mouth to try to plead, but their voice cuts you off before you even begin.
>"Sun. Or Moon."
>Double fuck.

>>42456261
>https://ponepaste.org/11288
Added to the story archive.
https://pone.tf

>Anon is an everage guy in Equestria, generally well liked and seen in a good light.
>He's helpful, polite, and doesn't like causing trouble.
>One day, through a freak accident, Anon and a mare switch bodies.
(Could be any mare, but probably Twilight or because of Twilight's magic)
>This is when shit hits the fan because it turns out humans have a way higher libido than cute and cuddly ponies do.
>The mare was not prepared for this.
>Anon's baseline horniness, which is easily ignored by him, feels like estrus times ten for the mare, and she immediately feels compelled to indulge in this new desire.
>Anon, in the mares body barely avoids getting raped, (or doesn't) but that doesn't stop the pony in Anon's body.
>Now the mare is on a >rape spree across Ponyville in Anon's body, and no mare is safe.

>>42474363
Never done a request before and hope this isn't annoying, but could you do an Arinos tf image?

>>42477699
Here's a better reference image

>1-800-490 FREAK in Equestria
>Be Anonymous
>You're in the middle of a delicious meal of Lean Pockets and Big SIPP energy drink
>Trying to ignore the purple equine lecturing you from across the room
>"...therefore, Anonymous, as your Princess I demand you go outside, or at least clean up a bit..."
>She regally puffs out her wings
>Smacking The Leaning Tower of Lean-za to the floor
>You sigh, broccoli bits falling from your mouth
Twilight, I've told you time and again that I'm not going outside until the girls stop assaulting me.
>"Friends don't assault friends, Anon. They're just being...affectionate."
>Red fills your vision, but you must stay calm
>Take a small gulp of Big SIPP to settle the nerves
You know as well as I do that that's a load of bullshit. What they do is assault, and the only reason you don't punish them is because you're bored.
>Her wings snap back to her sides
>"Bored? Why would I be bored, Anon? I'm the Princess of my own kingdom! A noble task bestowed on me by Princess Celestia!"
>Her voice is bubbling with pride
>But there's some uncertainty in there
>Might as well poke at it. maybe she'll leave
Ah right, good ol' Celestia. Carved out a small chunk of Equestria for you to watch over out of the kindness of her heart.
>"Your point being?"
My point being that least Sunbutt actually does things, Twi. Hell, let's add Luna in there too! On top of moving CELESTIAL BODIES LIKE NOTHING, Sunbutt maintains a network of diplomatic relationships that keeps the land safe, and Tinybutt is the head of the armed forces.
Hell, even Cadence does more than you!
>Her eye starts twitching
>"M-my duties as Princess are no less important than theirs, Anon."
You oversee some 40-odd ponies and give them band-aids for their feefees.
>Her hoof stomps into the ground
>"I SAVED THE WORLD. TWICE."
>You slam your hand to the table
YOU NEEDED HELP TO DO IT. BOTH. TIMES.
>"AT LEAST I HAVE FRIENDS TO HELP ME, ANON!"
AT LEAST MY FRIENDS WOULD TELL ME IF I SMELLED LIKE PLAY-DOH.

>>42477713
>The room goes silent
>Aside from the grinding noise of Twilight's teeth
Exactly. Now would you please leave? My veggie tendies are almost done cooking.
>Twilight's wings puff out with a poof
>As does the rest of her fur
>Like a big, fluffy, pissed-off grape
Twilight?
>"REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE"
>You clamp your hands around your ears
GAH!
>Sparks fly as her horn starts charging up
>"EEEEEEEEEEEEE"
>Her aura covers her and lifts her from the floor
>Some kind of liquid is coming from your ear
STOP IT ALREADY.
>"EEEEEEEEE"
>Snaking through the air, her aura begins to move towards you
>You try to get out of the way, but your Big SIPP can trips you to the floor
>You can feel her aura wrap around you
>Then blackness
- - -
>A few moments later, the color begins returning to your eyes
>Your ears hurt, and your throat feels raw
>Rubbing your head with a hoof, you look around for any sign of Twilight
>She's gone.
>"Finally..."
>Wait
>What the fuck happened to your voice?
>And whose hoof is this!?
>You hear another voice hit your ears
Ha! This is just like in one of my books!
>Your voice
I'm going to prove to you that you have nothing to fear from going outside, Anon! Then we'll see whose life is the "boring" one!
>Oh god
>The crazy bitch freaky friday'd you