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>What is this thread about?
This thread revolves around stories about ponies being enslaved.

>Can you elaborate more?
Sure! SPG (Slave Pony General) is mostly about characters dealing with the actual implications of the horrifying thing that is chattel slavery. It's more looking at how people with modern sensibilities deal with the ownership of another sentient being, and how most people aren't total cunts.

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public void comments(){
if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32988931 && dateTime=="09/28/18(Fri)22:51:34" && image=="Two bedfillies are more enjoyable that only one.png")

"Bedfillies are better than bedmares";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32988952 && dateTime=="09/28/18(Fri)22:57:36" && image=="1538188510496.png")

"More good girls when?";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32988959 && dateTime=="09/28/18(Fri)23:01:41" && image=="cuddling cures eldritch possession.png")

>implying fillies can top THIS when they can't even hold down a steady job"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32989041 && dateTime=="09/28/18(Fri)23:25:46" && image=="1537106395528.jpg")

"Spoon when?";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32989098 && dateTime=="09/28/18(Fri)23:43:03")

Can nightmare moon torture someone in his dreams?"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32989120 && dateTime=="09/28/18(Fri)23:50:03" && image=="setting-401011-moon-phase-irri-web-950.png")

I have it covered"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32989176 && dateTime=="09/29/18(Sat)00:06:18" && image=="1828654.jpg")

Got her"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32989191 && dateTime=="09/29/18(Sat)00:12:33")

kek, saved"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32989224 && dateTime=="09/29/18(Sat)00:21:49")

Thats how you catch her and make her your slave? Nice."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32989434 && dateTime=="09/29/18(Sat)01:24:08")

>Hippodrome: The End
Overall I liked it. The death of Perfect Pitch seems inevitable in hindsight: Their tiny bubble of friendship and comfort could never last long in this grinding hellscape I've come to love so much. VP John is such an effective villian: he knows ponies are people too, he knows he's evil, he even cares a bit, just not enough to change anything. His little moments of compassion somehow make it all worse! Was surprised he was quite this generous though, Mare is a minor talent on a smaller show than Hippodrome itself was, but he can throttle the budget back anytime he wants to shave a buck somewhere.

Anyway, thanks for writing and hope to see you soon!"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32989556 && dateTime=="09/29/18(Sat)02:19:29")

"You should have killed off mare you stupid fuck, moustache didn't deserve this";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32989605 && dateTime=="09/29/18(Sat)02:43:39" && image=="IMG_4691.png")

"Silver spoon watching twilight get pregnant when?";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32989659 && dateTime=="09/29/18(Sat)03:11:17")

I read Hippodrome because I liked Perfect Pitch also. Then it got really lezzy. At the end it becomes 100% lezzy (Or worse, would they even interact anymore without Master?), at which point I was gonna bail anyhow. I would say I liked it for all the "good times", I suppose. But having the main reason I read the whole thing simply drop dead? I'm thankful there was a warning post so I was braced, but, holy fuck what a way to build a new Mercedes out of parts, then ram it full-tilt into a tree. Borks the whole GD thing. If the readers don't feel safe investing some feels into what they're reading for fear of Sudden Protagonist Death Syndrome (SPDS), they just won't see a reason to read the shit in the first place- And I now understand the true meaning of, "It's Shit!"."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32989671 && dateTime=="09/29/18(Sat)03:17:12")


if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32989804 && dateTime=="09/29/18(Sat)04:26:23")

">An entire week
>no CYOS update
Okay I'm starting to get a little worried."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32989806 && dateTime=="09/29/18(Sat)04:27:44")

Me too. He's always so reliable..."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32990184 && dateTime=="09/29/18(Sat)09:36:14")

Discord drama killed him"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32990218 && dateTime=="09/29/18(Sat)09:50:53")

Humans are superior thread?"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32990254 && dateTime=="09/29/18(Sat)10:05:53")


This was as sudden as the ending of Filly Brothel.
Seems like you just got bored of this green but you are nice enough to at least write a extreme shitty ending and saying "end", not like writefags who just disappear.
It still does not change the fact that this "ending" was a piece of shit, just like the "ending" of Filly Brothel: a huge disappointment.
At least "Give My Love to Rose" had a proper plot from the begging to its proper ending. Your other two greens does not, its like randomly deciding at one point that its enough and burning the end of the rope so it does not unwound.

At this point, I won't be reading any of your new greens and spare myself from certain disappointment."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32990270 && dateTime=="09/29/18(Sat)10:11:43" && image=="1493696__safe_artist-colon-inowiseei_silver+spoon_bubble+pipe_bust_cute_fake+moustache_glasses_monochrome_pony_portrait_silverbetes_sketch_solo.jpg")

Which Spoon?"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32990273 && dateTime=="09/29/18(Sat)10:13:08" && image=="1405050909475.png")

Soon when her training to please her new master is complete"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32990327 && dateTime=="09/29/18(Sat)10:40:22")


if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32990336 && dateTime=="09/29/18(Sat)10:44:46")

>Silver spoon watching twilight get dumped when?

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32990438 && dateTime=="09/29/18(Sat)11:24:19")

">all these Hippodrome fags reeeing over the sudden end
You people got EXACTLY what you deserved."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32990449 && dateTime=="09/29/18(Sat)11:26:25")

But I liked that end. Bronco was a really boring character. Mare is the real deal

>madam training a new filly for the brothel.png"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32990800 && dateTime=="09/29/18(Sat)12:24:48")

>what a way to build a new Mercedes out of parts, then ram it full-tilt into a tree.
Exactly the kind of thing a drunk would do, though."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32991085 && dateTime=="09/29/18(Sat)13:38:03" && image=="IMG_4696.png")

"Would you a cryptid?";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32991220 && dateTime=="09/29/18(Sat)14:05:36")

">weekend is here
>no shiny and Corona update
we've been lied to again"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32991270 && dateTime=="09/29/18(Sat)14:16:32" && image=="1755641__grimdark_questionable_artist-colon-utauyan_oc_oc-colon-dawn+sentry_bat+pony_bat+wings_collar_defeated_monochrome_prisoner_scetch_shackles_sham.png")

"So what would it be like for the POWs in the three tribes era?
Discussing just what their views might be since it would have a so much more ingrained racial superiority vibe to it."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32991285 && dateTime=="09/29/18(Sat)14:19:14")

Fuck I bought so much fucking lube what the fuck am I going to do now"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32991309 && dateTime=="09/29/18(Sat)14:23:10")

The weekend isn't even half way over yet."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32991345 && dateTime=="09/29/18(Sat)14:30:57" && image=="stream of silence.png")

I wonder how dangerous would be the humans with the possession of the stream of silence. Literally the perfect source of slave or the best weapon toward the rebellion.

Also this would create a great bath scene, but with totally terror instead of comfyness for the pony because she will be unavailable to feel emotion again"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32991352 && dateTime=="09/29/18(Sat)14:32:39")

Well you are one nigger fagget, get a fucking life ypu dumb shit"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32991372 && dateTime=="09/29/18(Sat)14:36:51")

No what are you gay"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32991390 && dateTime=="09/29/18(Sat)14:39:56" && image=="Screenshot_20180925-220623.png")

"What a loser am i right";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32991625 && dateTime=="09/29/18(Sat)15:24:42" && image=="IMG_4694.png")

"What if you could have the perfect mare of your dreams? Sex drive as strong as yours? Adorable cuddle ball of fluff and love? All of the above and more? The only downside is that she chain smokes. Would you tap that mare ass spg?";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32991656 && dateTime=="09/29/18(Sat)15:32:19")

that's not a mare"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32991734 && dateTime=="09/29/18(Sat)15:46:57")

Are there stories of ponies this small? That would be cute."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32991778 && dateTime=="09/29/18(Sat)15:54:41")


if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32991790 && dateTime=="09/29/18(Sat)15:57:08")

Omg you can't assume someone's gender based on their genitals anon."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32991798 && dateTime=="09/29/18(Sat)15:58:44")

You're not even worth a (You)"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32991808 && dateTime=="09/29/18(Sat)16:00:00")


if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32991822 && dateTime=="09/29/18(Sat)16:03:03")

She's not the mare of my dreams with a disgusting habit like that. I'll tap that ass alright, with my belt, every fucking day until she gives it up."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32991958 && dateTime=="09/29/18(Sat)16:23:48")

What if i chain smoke too?"

if(twiligh/tg/ame_night !u9y.Yl1Law && title=="" && postNumber==32992092 && dateTime=="09/29/18(Sat)16:46:13" && image=="1498801__safe_artist-colon-saintprecious_applejack_clothes_cowboy+hat_fence_hat_human_humanized_looking+at+you_looking+back_smiling_solo_stetson_sweet+.jpg")


>Wait. Shouldn't a cowboy be talking more... well... *country*? Like Apple Bloom?

>"Believe me," says the voice on the other end of the phone, "it's a good thing."
>"Yeah," Da grunts. "Thanks for the heads up."
>He hits a button an' takes it off speaker just 'fore you can hear the other man hang up.
>You look at your coffee, your empty plate, anywhere but him.
>Is he angry?
>Yeah, he's angry.
>Who's he gonna take it out on today?
>You or the ponies?
>Risk a quick glance up and he's smilin'.
>That's... good.
>Won't be too bad.
>He's smilin' and shakin' his head.
>"I didn't fucking believe it," Da sighs and pushes his plate away, "but you were right. They're finishing up the road after all."
"Good, I guess."
>"And they're taking some of our land along with it. Eminent domain bullshit, so we don't have a choice but at least we'll be getting paid for it - market value which isn't saying much. Real money and not bonds, at least."
>You nod, unsure where he's goin' with this.
>"They want a half-acre of our least productive land right along the road - and your *boyfriend* -"
>"You damn well know who," Da snaps. "He's to give up a matching parcel across the other side. Government wants to build a rest stop."
>He waits for you to say somethin'.
"Makes sense."
>Still silent.
"It'll be a six, seven hour drive going the slow way from the city into town."
>"Closer to seven," Da corrects. "There's a man coming through in a day or two to talk to us about this and I think it'd be best if we already had some land picked out. Call your boyfriend and get him down to the road."
"Where? It's a long road."
>Splits your two properties the entire length, after all.
>"How about... the northwest cattle tank. We don't have any cattle anymore, so we don't have any use for the land."
>You nod obediently."

if(twiligh/tg/ame_night !u9y.Yl1Law && title=="" && postNumber==32992122 && dateTime=="09/29/18(Sat)16:50:32" && image=="1840182__safe_artist-colon-dusty-dash-munji_applejack_clothes_cowboy+hat_female_hat_human_humanized_open+mouth_pigtails_plaid+shirt_smiling_solo_stetso.png")

>"Don't take too long about it, either. I don't know exactly when this man'll be here, so the sooner we're done, the better. I don't want to give him any excuse to wander around on our land."
>And see what happens here, though he don't say that part.
"Yes, Da."
>He don't think there's nothin' wrong with it, after all.
>You excuse yourself from the table and head back to your room to get your phone.
>Y'almost flop on your bed but the faint soreness in your belly stops you from doin' anything stupid.
>You ain't a teen no more, chattin' up the boy next door.
>Got no reason to be layin' in bed kickin' your feet in the air while you chat with him.
>This's a work call. Gotta keep yourself in the right frame've mind.
>You dial his number an' don't got to wait long 'fore he answers.
>He sounds tired, but listens to everything you got to say 'fore he asks "Are you sure? I haven't heard anything."
"Don't think we're supposed to until the goverment's man gets here, but Da knows people."
>There's a moment of silence 'fore he responds.
>"I guess I do too."
"Huh? You heard -"
>"I know you."
>You ain't a teen no more an' you ain't gonna blush over somethin' so simple, but... teen you prolly would've.
"Guess that counts."
>"I agree with the idea of getting it all planned out before the government guy gets here. I don't really want them walking around my farm either."
"Why? Ain't like you're that mean to your ponies or anything.""

if(twiligh/tg/ame_night !u9y.Yl1Law && title=="" && postNumber==32992191 && dateTime=="09/29/18(Sat)17:05:02" && image=="I found this on a booru why did I find this ona booru aren't those supposed to be for porn is this porn is this worse that tileguy.jpg")

>"No, but there's other things I don't want anyone to see. Dammit, I hate to cut what I'm doing short but - you got it, Moondancer?
>"Yeah, okay. She says she'll be better off without me being in her fucking way right now. You said by your northwest cattle tank?"
>"Good. I'll be down there in... give me fifteen minutes. I'll bring..."
>He hesitates an' you can practically hear the gears grindin' in his head.
>"I'll bring Apple Bloom, I guess," he finally says. "She'll know what land's best."
"That... that don't sound like a good idea. Da'll be there."
>"So will I. Your father didn't do anything to her that I didn't."
>You shake your head, though he ain't here to see it.
"Still don't think it's a good idea. You know what he can be like."
>"I don't know the land well enough," he says. "Anything I agree to will be guesswork at best and - yeah - I know what your dad's like.
>"I don't want him screwing me out of some of my best land because I have no idea what I'm doing and he thinks it'll be funny."
"It's only a half-acre. Won't make much of a difference in your yield."
>"Yeah, but... I have ideas."
>Sometimes you don't know which one of them is worse.

Voting time: Does he take Apple Bloom with him or substitute in Maud (she knows land better than anyone), Moondancer (she might turn Steffords inside out), Silver (she knows business, after all), his whole harem, or other?
I can think of too many good reasons to go with any one particular pony so I'll let you folks decide.

None of this (or Marshal, though he did take a bigger stage than expected I don't think we'll see him again for a while) are new threads, just evolutions or continuations of existing ones. Time to go back to the beginning and reread to find out what you missed. I had to, but I also love going back 100 pages or so to pick up throwaway comments in the story that never went anywhere and bring them back."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32992357 && dateTime=="09/29/18(Sat)17:47:39")

This is a job for Maud and Silver. The other ponies will be more trouble than their worth here, and we want to keep them safe too.

Would like to see more of Marshal and Applejack, but agree that the stories getting big already. Thanks for the update!"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32992470 && dateTime=="09/29/18(Sat)18:16:08")

>The only downside is that she chain smokes.
The thing about being a slave (one of the many things) is that it’s not really up to you how much you smoke, if at all. She’s had her whole life taken from her, giving up the ‘nic is just one more thing.
>Bumming smokes off the neighbors and smoking up in the garage?! That is so absolutely a spanking, and not the “fun spanking” either.

I know your trolling, but this does seem to be a legit trend in our culture. I can kinda see where they’re going with it, the separation of social role from biology is something I can support, but it’s a radical change in the language. Like most radicals, they can be rather shrill in their arguments...

If trannys put even a modicum of effort into it, I’m happpy enough to humor them. Not so keen on changing the way I think and talk just to make the whole world their safe space."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32992528 && dateTime=="09/29/18(Sat)18:27:48")

>Post stripped shit.
You know, that never made since. It would be like a bunch of Africans painting Asians, or something black."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32992960 && dateTime=="09/29/18(Sat)20:05:39")

At least Maud is one of my choices, if she's over the worst of her withdraw, and can control herself properly, ab if not. I would Love silver too but she's a little too delicate, unless she's up to it. I don't like such things being in my hands.
The ponies know what's up and acceptable, I'd leave it up to them individually."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32993100 && dateTime=="09/29/18(Sat)20:36:30")

">Coal Crusher / Twilight Velvet when?";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32993138 && dateTime=="09/29/18(Sat)20:44:17" && image=="1529114994849.jpg")


Soon, I hope."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32993147 && dateTime=="09/29/18(Sat)20:46:20")

Its actually a zony bat pony."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32993227 && dateTime=="09/29/18(Sat)21:05:45")

">Shiny and Corona soon...?";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32993230 && dateTime=="09/29/18(Sat)21:07:27")

Please this..."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32993377 && dateTime=="09/29/18(Sat)21:53:14")

>"That's a nice rest stop you got there. You wouldn't be adverse to a couple refreshments ay? An maybe a few candies?""

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32993417 && dateTime=="09/29/18(Sat)22:09:14")


I'm like 65% certain that I remember shitcunt giving up on that story after they hauled away sunbutt to begin the lap-band surgery. Claimed not to know where it was going."

if(Shitcunt !/spgV4ZR/o && title=="" && postNumber==32993433 && dateTime=="09/29/18(Sat)22:17:13")

>lap-band surgery
>on an already dangerously underweight mare
Celestia confirmed soon to be literally only skin and bones."

if(ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ !tr.t4dJfuU && title=="" && postNumber==32993439 && dateTime=="09/29/18(Sat)22:19:40")

Maud and Silver, Moondance for now must attend Applebloom, once back home anon will give them details of the plan and ask for opinions, if there is not a consensus maybe you could vote for the best option"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32993441 && dateTime=="09/29/18(Sat)22:21:07" && image=="its-not-dead-its-just-sleeping.jpg")

Shitcunt, can we get a comment please? is TSWRA ded, or just sleeping?"

if(Shitcunt !/spgV4ZR/o && title=="" && postNumber==32993470 && dateTime=="09/29/18(Sat)22:29:36")

It's not dead, and I have a chapter nearly ready to go. Last month and a half have been busy with interviews and traveling interstate while still working at my old job. However, I just found out last week that I got the job I was aiming for, so that means I have more spare time to write. I only need to think about two story issues before I proceed with the next update. One of them you'll find out when I post it, and the other is what to do with all the new races and world building they keep introducing in the show. In the story there was a mass exodus from Equestria, and I'm still weighing up what races are gonna feature later on. Those details are important for the end of act 1 so I'm taking a lot longer to decide. Sorry for the delays."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32993520 && dateTime=="09/29/18(Sat)22:53:07")

Not that anon you responded to, but that's cool. I'm just glad to know it hasn't fallen off the radar entirely. Good luck with your job."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32993557 && dateTime=="09/29/18(Sat)23:07:45")

>I'm busy, and stuff.
No problem, we don't own your time. (Her addiction recovery cannot be rushed either.) Thanks for the reply!

>all that new worldbuilding
If you want to base your story on the end of SE4 or even SE2 like Vega, that would be just fine. Fanfiction must recognize some canon, but it can pick and choose what. (Star Wars Ep.1-3 is dead to me. New Hope is the only hope.)"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32993617 && dateTime=="09/29/18(Sat)23:24:53" && image=="hope.jpg")

I suppose this picture is appropriate as without New Hope there never would have been Ep. 1-3."

if(somewritefag !!tRkPoNNs+V2 && title=="" && postNumber==32993657 && dateTime=="09/29/18(Sat)23:38:06")

Hey guys; I know I said by the end of this weekend, and I am still shooting hard to have it posted before I go to bed Sunday, but it still may be a couple more days. It is actively being worked on though and won't be terribly much longer."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32993705 && dateTime=="09/29/18(Sat)23:56:55" && image=="inner_demons_by_discordthege-dclgkol.png")

>It's not dead,
Oh thank God.

I'd let Apple Bloom decide who to take. She has a better grasp of the situation than we do."

if(ChooseYourOwnSlaveventure !F9CBa509ak && title=="" && postNumber==32993719 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)00:00:29")


"...Cadance, you've seen how Megan interacts with him, yes?"
> "Yes, Master. I've looked in on when she visited him in the clinic."
"Your thoughts?"
> Pondering for a moment, she tilts her head and speaks slowly.
> "She listens well, Master, and is open to him. I think that if we were to - try this, Megan would listen to him then too."
"But would he listen to Megan?"
> Hesitating, Cadance recognizes the difficult question you've laid for her.
> "I - I believe so, Master. He knows she is listening to him, and - for a pony like Barnstormer, I think that is what matters the most: That he is being heard."
"And if he doesn't?"
> You look back to Megan, one eyebrow raised.
"Will he follow her orders, not merely suggestions?"
> "...yes, Master. From her, he will."
> Hmm.
"Alright, sweetheart. You and Flurry, go back and play some more. I'll go talk to Barnstormer tomorrow, and we'll see about this."
> "Yaaaaay-"
> Your interjection cuts through her celebratory whoop.
"But, Megan, in the future, I want you to ask me about these things before you go putting ideas in his head. Or anyone else’s."
> "You didn't say that before..."
"I know, and that's why you're not in trouble. These things aren't so easy, though, and there are reasons I would want answers to some questions first."
> "...alright. But we can still try it, right?"
"After - maybe - after I talk to Barnstormer."
> There's an affirmation in your tone, though, however unintentional it might be, and Megan runs off with another happy yell - Flurry at her heels.
> "...she is entering the age when they get rebellious, isn't she?"
"And Flurry isn't far behind. We're both going to have hell to pay; I can sense it."
> Cadance nods thoughtfully, shuffling her wings.
> "What did you want to talk to Barnstormer about?""

if(ChooseYourOwnSlaveventure !F9CBa509ak && title=="" && postNumber==32993723 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)00:01:31")


"Rules. Honestly, I'm still a little iffy about this. Shining Armor was one thing; he suggested it. Now we're talking about putting her on the back of a pegasus who just recently tried to..."
> You cut off, conscious of the many ears still potentially within hearing distance.
> "I recognize that, Master. But he wasn't violent, even when he was caught. I don't think he wants to be."
"That's why I'm giving it a chance. There are still some basic rules I want to set first, though. Like for instance..."
> ...
> The next day sees you heading down to the clinic.
> Alone.
> Megan is still at school, leaving you free to deal with this situation before she can return home.
> Barnstormer, sprawled on the bed, jumps when he sees you crack the door to his room open.
> For his sake, you knock on the doorframe before entering.
"Can I come in? I'd like to talk."
> "It's your building, Master."
> He does not add that he is your pony too, you notice.
> Slipping in, you shut the door behind you and move to sit on the edge of the bed.
" Megan told me what she's been discussing with you."
> Even through his coat, you can see the blood drain from his face.
"Now, I'm not mad. In fact, if you really are agreeing with this... I might let it go through. But there's some things I want to talk about first."
> He doesn't even need to ask what you are speaking about.
> "I think I do want to try, Master. It - I don't know. Half of me thinks it will be the most humiliating thing I've ever felt."
> His eyes fall to his hooves.
> "But the way she talks about it, it sounds like she really did have a - a bond with him. And Shining Armor - Shining Armor was like..."
"He was important to you. I've heard."
> "Yeah..."
> Despite your reassurances, Barnstormer still occupies the farthest possible spot on the bed from you.
> You sense that no amount of empty platitudes would break the fear in his mind.
> Instead, you jump straight to the point:"

if(ChooseYourOwnSlaveventure !F9CBa509ak && title=="" && postNumber==32993727 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)00:02:32")


"Barnstormer, I'm willing to let you try what you and Megan are looking to do. But, there are going to be a few rules about it."
> "Rules, Master?"
"Yes. For one - no flying with her. Not just because I don't want her to fall, but you're not quite full grown yet and I don't want you to hurt yourself getting over-confident."
> He curls up a touch, head twisting around to look back at his wings.
> "I know."
"Maybe eventually - once we see how long you can go without tiring yourself out - we can think about having you try flight. But not yet."
> Ticking off a second finger, you go on:
"Two, it'll be supervised. Probably Cadance. Again, until we see how well you are able to handle Megan's weight, I don't want to risk her falling off."
> "Is there really that much of a danger, Master?"
"She fell off Shining Armor once, but he was able to catch her. Once you prove yourself, I'll think about letting you out on your own."
> "U-Understood, Master."
"Three: Megan has her own work she has to do too. While you're free to try riding with her when she has free time, I don't want her running off for too long and things falling behind because she's distracted."
> Again he shies back from you, ears flicking nervously and tail thunking softly as it lashes against the bed.
> "Will I be punished if she doesn't-"
"Not severely, and if you make a good attempt to stop her then I'll just focus on her. I'm not going to let you be a victim to my daughter's whims if it comes to that; you can ask Thunderlane if you don't believe me."
> A slight grin creeps onto your lips as you say that.
> Oh, yes - Thunderlane would be all too happy to tell him about the time you had pointedly kept Megan from being a brat.
> And - surprisingly and delightfully - Barnstormer grins too.
> It's a tentative, nervous smile.
> Not yet fully expressing how much he clearly could smile.
> You rather hope you'll get to see that full smile someday, but for now this starter will do."

if(ChooseYourOwnSlaveventure !F9CBa509ak && title=="" && postNumber==32993732 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)00:03:34")


> The first real sign of connection.
", I won't have her be responsible for getting you hurt. By the same measure, I expect you to look out for her as well."
> "I can't not do that!"
> Belatedly Barnstormer seems to realize he'd interrupted you and adds in a sheepish tone:
> "...sir."
"It's okay. Why not?"
> "She - came and looked out for me. When I was having a rough time of it, she seemed to really care. I can't hurt her..."
> But not you yourself?
> Ah, well.
> You will manage.
"That's good. That's another point in favor of trusting you. Another that suggests this is worth doing. So-"
> You tick off on your fingers:
"One, no flying. Two, it'll be with supervision to start. And three, don't let Megan skip her homework or chores. Stick to that, and I think we can actually do this. Understood?"
> Barnstormer nods.
> As you rise and turn for the door, however, you hear him speak up softly behind you:
> "Master? Why - why are you being so kind to me?"
"...I'll be honest. I don't like the idea of keeping you cooped up in here - you were promised somewhere to be looked after, not a cell. And I don't want to break that promise; it certainly won't help to ."
> Turning, you look back at him.
"And the other half of it - well, it's what you said. About wanting to be able to see something come of your work - see someone made happy by what you do."
> Turning around, you sit back down on the edge of the bed again.
> Barnstormer does not shy away this time.
"I work towards making sure my daughter can inherit something good, you know? That's what I wanted to see at the end of this. So if seeing her happy will be good for you... I'll be more than happy to do what I can."

"So, why did you actually agree to it?"
> Anonymous grunts softly, watching you from the corner of his eyes.
> "Talked to Barnstormer, did you?"
"Yes. 'You felt for him', Anonymous? Not to belittle your feelings, but if our worries were your first concern there is a better solution than this...""

if(ChooseYourOwnSlaveventure !F9CBa509ak && title=="" && postNumber==32993737 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)00:04:36")


> Looking back through the workshop's door - just within which Barnstormer is talking quietly with Megan - Anonymous grunts again.
> "Okay, Cadance. I'm a little desperate here. I still haven't found anyone willing to come out here to take a look at him, and there's only so much I can do over Skype."
"I see..."
> "That, and Megan needs to learn a bit as well. She's doing well with Flurry Heart, but Flurry's a filly. Some experience in working with adult ponies will do her some good, I think. Teach her how to handle them, how to react."
> Your brows knit, a touch of anger creeping into your voice.
"You are experimenting with the life of a pony, Anonymous?"
> "Experimenting? No, that implies I don't know what will happen. But I don't think she'll hurt him - really hurt him, physically or emotionally - and in the meantime, it will do both of them good."
"I am not happy with this, Anonymous. This is still betting on the outcome, with a pony's life hanging in the balance."
> "Nothing is 'hanging in the balance', Cadance. Barnstormer will still have ponies looking out for him."
> Folding his arms, he shakes his head.
> "If it doesn't work out... I'll see about more significant options. Maybe even sell him off?"
"Selling him?!"
> Your eyebrows shoot up.
> "Towards a major city, where someone can look after him. And to a smaller operation, where he can see better the results of what he's doing."
"Do you have a place in mind?"
> "No. If it comes to that, I will."
> Ears falling flat, you frown.
> It's good to know he's not gambling everything on this, but it doesn't feel like a real plan.
"I am still uncertain of this."
> "Don't get me wrong, Cadance. I'm not certain either, but I don't want him in the clinic forever. Sooner or later it'll be a cell to him, no matter what either of us say."'
> At least you will be there to help them try it out.
> Breaking from Anonymous' side, you step forward into the workshop."

if(ChooseYourOwnSlaveventure !F9CBa509ak && title=="" && postNumber==32993745 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)00:05:37")


> You can feel your tail swishing angrily as you walk; you force it down and a happier expression onto your face.
"I hope I'm not interrupting anything?"
> "Nu-uh. We were just talking about what we were going to try and do."
"Are you ready, then?"
> Barnstormer nods nervously, looking at the saddle and accompanying gear.
> "Will it fit me?"
"With some adjustments. If it does not, Anonymous may have to get another. Megan, why don't you start?"
> "O-kay. Shining showed me what to do to start..."
> To your surprise, Barnstormer jumps back when she picks up the brush.
> "I-Is that really - needed?"
> Megan frowns deeply and lowers her hand.
> "He said it's so his coat wouldn't get messed up... do you not want me to?"
> "N-No. It's just..."
> Barnstormer pauses, wings fidgeting.
> "'s been a long time since anypony I didn't know brushed me. It just - feels kind of weird."
> "I'll go nice and slow, okay?"
> And she does:
> Slowly dragging the brush along his coat, seeming to smooth out his tensed-up muscles with its calming effect as much as it does the hair covering him.
> Leaning in, you nicker gently and brush your muzzle close to his.
"See, Barnstormer? It's okay. She really is kind."
> His wings slowly relax, settling back down from where they'd been packed against his sides.
> Soon his head has joined them in a relaxed droop.
> Finally Megan drops the brush and retrieves the saddle pad; Barnstormer barely reacts as it is laid across his back.
> The saddle presents a different problem:
> Even once laid across his back and tightened with the straps, it is still loose.
> Not tremendously, but more than you suspect is safe.
> Barnstormer is simply too young a stallion, not the equal of Shining Armor's well-built frame, for it to fit well.
> "Cadance? What do we do?"
"We could try another blanket. But if it is still not tight enough, I don't want to risk your safety, Megan."
> "Awwww-"
> You give her one hard look that shuts the girl right up."

if(ChooseYourOwnSlaveventure !F9CBa509ak && title=="" && postNumber==32993754 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)00:08:09")

""No. No 'aww'. Eagerness is not an excuse to risk yourself or Barnstormer's health."
> "Okay. Blanket, then?"
> You don't like the sound of that 'okay'.
> It was a drawn-out admittance - 'o-kaaaaaay' - and not one of understanding.
> Fortunately there was another blanket, and after folding and fitting it beneath the saddle it appears reasonably tight...
"Barnstormer, how does this feel?"
> "Tight."
> His wings twitch, feeling the straps beneath them.
> "Strange. Tight... a little restrictive to breath, but not too much."
"That is probably a good thing."
> The bridle is a whole different question.
> His ears prick the second the jingling of its straps and rings reach them.
> Megan frowns as he shies back from it.
> "It's okay, Barnstormer. It doesn't hurt or anything..."
> "I know. It's just - been a while."
> She doesn't ask 'since what', which is probably good.
> You can guess:
> Since he was tied down to anything like that.

Taking a pause here in the interests of delivering something to you all. Feel free to comment; this scene will pick up again next time!"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32993766 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)00:12:48")

Daww. Barnstormer a good boy! He's gonna learn to love that saddle as he bonds with his little mistress."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32993928 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)01:11:42")

>"Selling him?!"
For Sale: Young pegasus pony with no particular skills. Suicidal tendencies. No refunds. No reasonable offer refused.

Of course any rational slaver will be keen to unload a suicidal pony as quickly as possible. It cannot really be prevented from doing so, at least while also performing useful work with more versatility and autonomy than a robot. It's better for it to walk out the gate on its own hooves at a substantial loss than to be stuck with a pile of rotting meat they have to pay just to get rid of... There's all sorts of information you can get on a used car (like being written off) or house (like flooding), what sort of buyer protection laws exist for slaves? Is Anon expected to disclose the issue himself? Do diligent auctioneers interview the stock themselves: "have you ever tried to kill yourself?" If Barnstormer talked about it to his new owner, would Anon be in shit? A smaller operation is even less able to absorb the risk of a total loss like that, could they demand a guarantee or something? It seems that Barnstormer, and thus Anon, has just lost a bunch of value here even if he does feel better!

>The bridle is a whole different question.
It really is. It's such a moment of trust when a horse opens its mouth to take the bit. His submission might not be mandatory, but from that moment on it is very real. I hope he eventually tells her about what it's "been a while" since, and they discuss their own mistress / mount relationship going forward.

>in the interests of delivering something
Thanks! We were all worrying about you; I hope you're all right?"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32993995 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)01:44:28")

Thank the lord I didn't buy all that lube for nothing"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32994027 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)01:57:02" && image=="Sjpt3Kb.png")

Buying in bulk always pays in the long run."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32994082 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)02:32:36")


My recommendation is to simply pick a point in Canon where "the event" happened to trigger the enslaving of Equestria, and ignore everything that happens after that. You can't expect to write your own story if it has to change constantly as new episodes come out. At that point you might as well wait until the end of the show."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32994225 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)03:26:31")

"I want to use a blowtorch to make Corona beg and scream and cry for her master to save her, then obliterate all hope she has that she'll be rescued by showing her a picture of his corpse.";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32994336 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)04:29:25")

I want to buy this now and spill it over some kids slide. Should be great."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32994435 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)05:42:32")

I don't know how you would do it but please, please, please make Flurry Heart and Megan touch eachother and force Cadance to give them 'the talk'."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32994468 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)05:56:25")

While my boner agrees, my heart says to go fuck yourself. Don't lewd the pure."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32994502 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)06:12:19")

>Flurry and Megan
lol no.
Megan and Barnstormer on the other hand...

if(AspiringWritefag !l5Ju6Ly8I2 && title=="" && postNumber==32994627 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)07:25:32")


> Twilight put her frustration with Anon aside so she could focus on preparing breakfast for herself and Silver Spoon. Unfortunately the salad was easy and left her with too much time to think.
> Just who did the human think he was?!
> She had promised him that she'd do the work, if only he could wait a couple of hours. It wasn't as if the delay meant much, they still had to do the full round of integration tests before even thinking about a release.
> The alicorn didn't notice that she was slamming the knife into the cutting board with rather more force than was warranted. It was making Silver Spoon cringe away in fear.
> She put the blade away and took a deep breath to calm down. Then Twilight looked at the pans hanging from hooks on the wall. She had promised Spoon an egg, but maybe that would be too rich.
> The salad already had lettuce, carrot and tomato. Her guest might just handle those.
> Yeah, it was best to wait with cooked food. Perhaps in the evening...
> But she still floated over a bottle of olive oil and carefully filled a spoon. It would enhance the flavor more subtly and make it a little easier to digest.
> When it was ready, the alicorn divided it into two bowls and took them to the table. Her friend was sitting on a chair, which was an improvement, even if she didn't look too comfortable.
"Here we go. I hope it's not too much. Tell me if you feel ill, okay? There's a bit of hay left."
> Silver Spoon watched her fearfully, then nodded. She examined her bowl and her face lit up when she smelled what was in it.
> It warmed Twilight's heart to see the mare's gratitude, and some of the morning's tension melted away. Of course she was doing a good and important thing, even Anon couldn't fail to see that in the end."

if(AspiringWritefag !l5Ju6Ly8I2 && title=="" && postNumber==32994630 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)07:26:33")


> She'd apologize, they'd have make-up sex and everything would go back to normal. Twilight promised herself she would work extra hard on Anon's projects to win back his trust.
> The Princess used a fork, but Spoon just dunked her muzzle in the bowl and munched. It was a minor point and Twilight decided to wait with table etiquette until her friend had more meat on her bones.
> The earth mare was finished in what seemed like seconds, then she sat back, fidgeting and looking around. Twilight hadn't even taken three forkfuls.
> She still hadn't said very much about her time with that Poulton guy, or what had happened to her before. In fact, Spoon seemed fine today, if a little quiet and aloof.
> The silence was starting to worry Twilight, but she didn't want to rush anything.
> She had expected more anguish. Tears were healthy after an ordeal like that.
> Maybe Doctor Bailey, back at the Society would know what to do next.
> That reminded her. Twilight looked down at her own, full bowl. Then she studied Spoon's face.
"Feeling okay?"
> Her ears lowered in apprehension, but Silver Spoon answered anyway: "Yes, Twilight."
"Here, you can finish mine, if you feel up to it. I need to talk with Anonymous, I'll be right back."
> She pushed the bowl over to the earth mare, who stuck her face in it with a delighted little gasp.
> Twilight left her to it and went to Anon's work room. It was closed, but she just gripped the door handle in her magic and pushed it open.
> She slipped inside, but then stopped as she saw the human busily typing. He was smashing the keys angrily with that annoyed frown on his face he had whenever the code wouldn't do what he wanted."

if(AspiringWritefag !l5Ju6Ly8I2 && title=="" && postNumber==32994632 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)07:27:35")


> Twilight remembered that she had told him not to worry about it. That she would do it. Her ears folded down in shame.
> Okay, maybe Anon had a right to be annoyed with her, but he certainly could have phrased it better!
> She cleared her throat.
"I'm sorry."
> He stopped typing and glanced at her. What scared Twilight the most was that she couldn't quite read his expression.
"I... have to take Silver Spoon to see the doctor."
> "Fine," Anon said curtly, "go."
> The alicorn nearly groaned, but she stopped herself in time.
"Can- uh, may I take the car, please?"
> "No," he said and went back to his computer. Twilight waited in case there was more, but Anon gave the impression that he had said all he needed to say.
"Just... no? Come on, I can't take Spoon on the subway in her state! Please, I'll finish the work. I'll make it up to you, I promise!"
> This time he didn't even glance over. "Oh, just like you promised the last ten times?" he asked, still with that calm, fed-up voice that Twilight hated so much.
> She honestly would have preferred him yelling at her at that point!
> The human suddenly stopped typing and spun around on his chair to face her. The mare nearly took a step back. She quickly changed her mind. Maybe she really didn't want to see Anon truly angry.
> "Look, I don't care about the work, Twilight!" Anon said and put his face in his hands. "What I hate is you constantly promising stuff then not doing it. If you don't wanna help with the company, that's fine! I got programmers, they can handle it! Just don't promise it, okay?"
> The pony was grimacing, because Anon was telling the truth and it rankled. She *had* casually told him that she'd do this or that before, then forgotten about it when an emergency came up at the Pony Society."

if(AspiringWritefag !l5Ju6Ly8I2 && title=="" && postNumber==32994635 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)07:28:51")


> Twilight hadn't realized Anon was keeping count.
> She made herself take a step forward. Then another. She didn't stop until she was right before the human, where she sat on her haunches.
"I know, I know, I'm sorry, okay! Why didn't you just remind me?!"
> The human looked up in disbelief. "Remind you?!" he asked, shocked.
"Yes! Tell me I promised to do this or that and I'll do it, okay?"
> He watched her for a few incredibly long seconds. "Twilight, I'm not your boss," Anon said finally. "You don't work *for* me, you're supposed to work *with* me. You own half the company, remember?!"
> The human sighed, then continued: "You don't have to work. You're still making money just sitting there doing nothing!"
"Nothing?! You think I do nothing?!"
> Now she had had enough. Had Anon forgotten what it was all about?! Didn't he remember sacrificing everything to save her and her friends?
"I put in ten hours most days at the Pony Society, Anon! Is that nothing? *And* I do the groceries and laundry around here, or is that also nothing?"
> He was about to apologize, but Twilight was too mad to let him. She stomped a hoof.
"I don't skip work because I'm *lazy*, Anon! I drove nearly four days straight to get Silver Spoon here. I fell asleep, okay? It wasn't intentional!"
> She didn't add that he had been holding her so tenderly that she hadn't had the heart to wriggle out of it. That his embrace had reminded her of all the reasons she loved him.
> Twilight didn't say that last part, but it brought tears to her eyes.
"Please, Anon!"
> She was very nearly sobbing.
"I'll try harder, I swear. Of course I want to help with the company!"
> The mare put a hoof on Anon's knee to make sure she had his attention.
> "Well, you have a funny way of showing it.""

if(AspiringWritefag !l5Ju6Ly8I2 && title=="" && postNumber==32994637 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)07:29:53")


> They both knew it had been a mistake. Twilight gasped and drew back in horror.
> Anon's face scrunched up in regret as soon as he realized what he had said.
> "Twilight, I didn't mean-" he started, but the mare answered from the heart without the intervention of her brain.
"How dare you?! HOW DARE YOU!"
> She drew a shuddering breath and turned around with an angry flick of her tail.
"I'm going! Have fun with your project, Anon!"
> Then she stomped out.

> ~~~~

> Silver Spoon didn't know what all that noise had been about. She also didn't like Twilight Sparkle's expression when the alicorn came from the human's room.
> She was hiding under the table and hoping the Princess wouldn't direct her anger at the poor earth mare.
> Twilight didn't see her immediately. She slammed the door shut with her magic and then hung her head in sadness. It took her a few seconds to collect herself.
> "Silver? Where- oh. Sorry," the alicorn said, abashed. "I didn't want you to see-"
> She stopped herself and heaved a sigh instead. "Come on," she said, cheering up a little, "let's go."
> Spoon swallowed and thought about staying inside. She didn't like the prospect of going out into the bustling, confusing human world again and meeting new people, or - Celestia forbid! - ponies.
> But she remembered how the human had spoken to the Princess and made a decision.
> Her legs were trembling, but Twilight didn't seem to notice it. The alicorn was already fiddling with her phone, which began to beep with a long, low tone.
> Spoon knew a bit about phones - her Master had sometimes used his while he was sitting in his lawn chair beside the pony. She didn't know how they worked, but the mare understood the basic principle."

if(AspiringWritefag !l5Ju6Ly8I2 && title=="" && postNumber==32994639 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)07:30:55")


> Curiosity got the better of her and she wondered whom the Princess was calling. Almost against her will, an ear lifted up to better catch the sound.
> There was a click and a crackle, then a strange woman's voice came out of the box.
> "Hello?"
> Twilight relaxed and even smiled a little. "Hey! Zoe! Uh, sorry to bother you, but do you think you could give me a lift to the Pony Society and back?"
> "Yeah, sure. Anon out of the house or something?"
> There was only the slightest hesitation before Twilight answered the question: "Y-Yeah! Business meeting. Listen, I got a rescue and I need to take her to see the doc, otherwise I wouldn't trouble you."
> The woman laughed a little. "Oh, it's no trouble! Another one? You're good - I thought there weren't any more in the country. Who'd you get?"
> Twilight looked up at her friend, which made Silver Spoon quickly fold her ears down. They were talking about her, which was making the mare blush. She didn't like it too much, but she also didn't like to bother the Princess when she was in this foul mood.
> "Silver Spoon," Twilight said.
> "Oh! Wow!" the woman exclaimed. "Yeah, I'll be right over. Five minutes!"
> Twilight promised Zoe that they would wait in the garage, then the phone gave a small beep and she floated it away.
> Spoon followed the object with her eyes as it dropped neatly into the alicorn's saddle bag, which then rose up into the air.
> "Come on," the Princess said and deftly lowered the bags across her rump."

if(AspiringWritefag !l5Ju6Ly8I2 && title=="" && postNumber==32994643 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)07:31:57")


> Spoon didn't want them to go. She was very uneasy in the new place, but at least she had spent a bit of time in the apartment and was getting used to the smell. She even began to recognize some of the furniture from the blurry background. She didn't relish the thought of going away this soon.
> She also didn't want to stay alone with the angry human. She had heard what Anon had done to the alicorn the night before!
> That was probably Twilight's job, Spoon decided. It made it a bit easier to deal with the Princess, knowing they were essentially in the same mess. The only difference was that Twilight wasn't chained up and could even leave the apartment.
> Silver Spoon didn't want to find out if the human would expect the same from *her* if his purple mare was away, so she followed Twilight out to the elevator.
> It looked like the Princess had plans for her in her busy, human-filled world.
> "Hey there, sweetheart!" the new woman was saying, but Spoon didn't want any of it. She smelled of cigarettes and slightly old clothes. Her face was a blur, although Spoon thought there was a smile on her lips.
> She tried to hide behind Twilight Sparkle, but the alicorn sidestepped smoothly.
> "Don't worry, Silver. Zoe is a good friend, you can trust her."
> Spoon didn't. She looked around and considered bolting for freedom. Except she knew what would happen then. Probably she'd get a worse Master again and the mare really didn't want to find out what *he* would do.
> She still cringed back and thankfully the human didn't try to touch her any more.
> "Skittish," Zoe commented and gave a shrug. "Well, let's get going then.""

if(AspiringWritefag !l5Ju6Ly8I2 && title=="" && postNumber==32994648 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)07:32:59")


> Her car was green - there wasn't much more Spoon's eyes could tell her. Twilight opened a door for them in the back and beckoned with her hoof.
> "In you go!" she said.
> There wasn't much choice, so Spoon climbed up and curled up on the seat. She waited for the alicorn to join her, but the door slammed shut, nearly making her panic.
> She thought Twilight was giving her to this scary new human, until the alicorn jumped up to the front seat.
> It was enough to remind her...
> She didn't want to remember!
> That beaten up, rattling truck. The human, stinking of alcohol and sweat and sour clothes, climbing up into the driver's seat.
> She had a collar, which he had tied to a handle near the roof so that she wouldn't escape.
> Silver Spoon didn't remember much about the drive - they had just taken her glasses and she hadn't yet learned to cope without them. Mostly she remembered the smells.
> Cigarette smoke and stale beer and a hint of piss. The seat smelled of old carpet and engine oil and gasoline.
> She remembered asking him a question.
"W-Where are y-you taking me?"
> She hurt all over from the beatings. No one liked an escapee. The human reached back with his hand and Soon tried to shuffle out of the way of the blow.
> He didn't mean to strike her, but in her fear she hadn't recognized the comforting pat for what it was. She bit him.
> Her blunt teeth didn't do much damage, but the human swerved the car, swore and swatted her muzzle painfully.
> "Bitch! I'll teach you!" he roared. He flailed his arm around a few more times and landed another good blow on her head before the mare managed to curl up out of the way.
> The man swore again. "They said you were fucking trained!""

if(AspiringWritefag !l5Ju6Ly8I2 && title=="" && postNumber==32994651 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)07:34:00")


> Spoon wasn't listening anymore as she cried over the unfairness of it all.
> "Silver Spoon?"
> This wasn't Master's voice. Strong hooves held her down as she flailed. Silver opened her eyes, blinked a few times and tried to focus.
> It was Twilight Sparkle. That was right! They were in Zoe's car and taking her... somewhere.
> She still drew back from the alicorn.
> "Relax, you're okay," the purple mare said, her voice filled with worry and fear. They were moving and the woman had to watch the road, but she glanced back every now and then.
> "You okay back there?" Zoe asked. "Should I pull over? Need help?"
> Twilight watched the distraught earth pony for a few more seconds, then answered: "We're fine. Probably a bad memory or something. I was afraid of something like this. Keep going, please."
> Spoon put her hooves over her head and tried to shut out the world. She was panting and shivering. She had been so *sure* she was back with Master again.
> He punished her for that bite. Oh, how had he punished her!
> Maybe, she had thought sometimes, had she not bitten him, she might have been allowed to live in the house.
> He'd still use her, but it would have been more comfortable. Maybe she could even get some freedoms, like Twilight had!
> It wasn't fair!
"J-Just a mis-misunderstanding! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to, I swear!"
> She was sobbing while Twilight stood awkwardly between the seats and kept a hoof around her withers.
> "It's okay, Silver!" she said urgently, "you didn't do anything wrong, don't worry. You're with friends!"
> Spoon focused on the present with all her might and drew as deep a breath as she could. She held it for a moment and tried to push the memory of Master's car out of her mind."

if(AspiringWritefag !l5Ju6Ly8I2 && title=="" && postNumber==32994654 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)07:35:06")


> It wasn't easy - Zoe's battered old thing sounded and smelled almost exactly like the Master's truck. But Twilight kept murmuring that she was okay and that helped.
"I'm- I don't k-know..." she said and sniffed, "it w-was an accident!"
> "Okay, um," Twilight began uncertainly, "no one is blaming you, Silver. Just relax, okay? Look at me."
> Spoon obeyed. The purple face was close enough that she could make out details. The Princess was scared and concerned for her. She wouldn't send her to a bad place, would she?
> An alicorn was always a friend, Spoon had been taught that all her life. She could always trust an alicorn!
> That also helped a little. She began to calm down while Twilight climbed over and joined her on the seat.
> "I'll ride here with her, Zoe. I didn't realize how bad it was," she told the human. Then she pulled Spoon a bit closer into a hug. "Here, lean against me. I got you, Silver. It's gonna be okay."
> The memory receded, much to Spoon's gratitude. She didn't relish reliving that first beating. And the... thing Master did after it.
> Her..
> She sobbed and pressed her muzzle in the purple fur.
> Her first time.
> Hooves, stronger than hers, held her. Voice, clearer than hers whispered: "There, there. Cry it all out, sweetie. I'm here for you."
> A presence, wiser than her, enveloped Spoon.
> Maybe she could feel safe there. The alicorn really did wish her well.
> The tears that flowed weren't so much loss as they were relief."

if(AspiringWritefag !l5Ju6Ly8I2 && title=="" && postNumber==32994661 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)07:36:46")


Not a 100% on this bit, but I didn't wanna agonize over it another week and delay it further. Next part picks up someplace I'm more confident, so it should read better, too.

Pastebin link:"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32994803 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)09:14:05")

"Is flaying an appropriate punishment when pony farts in your lap?";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32995023 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)10:56:30")

The fuck, dude. They're literally like 8 or 9 years old. That's like, 5 or 6 years too early for that minimum."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32995072 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)11:15:39")

It's okay. Megan is eventually going to have her first ever orgasm while riding Barnstormer when she figures out that grinding on the saddle (or even better, his bare back!) in rhythm with his strides feels really, really good "down there.""

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32995095 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)11:23:24")

>first orgasm while riding a pony/horse
You know I think this happens a lot more often than people care to admit."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32995225 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)12:21:00")

Swf lost his horse virginity that way.
to a stallion bareback no less"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32995240 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)12:26:01")

>Hooves, stronger than hers
>Voice, clearer than hers
>A presence, wiser than her
Muh heart. We know that Twilight is not always strong, clear, or even wise enough, we’ve seen her fallen and need help herself, but it’s so nice to see her from Spoons perspective. On the other hoof, Zoe and the Pony Society could have taken care of this themselves in a week or three, and Spoon would have hardly noticed the extra time. Perhaps once Spoon gets new glasses, she will be able to show Twilight herself the way forward?"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32995278 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)12:39:20")

What is Silver Spoons special talent? Who makes eyeglasses for ponies? If the answer is ‘silversmithing’ and ‘nobody on Earth’, this might be a chance for poor Spoon to find her way in life on her own... Nearsightedness is like a handy little superpower when your doing fine detail work!

Love your soap-operaish story, Aspiring!"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32995875 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)15:54:52")

>Nearsightedness is like a handy little superpower when your doing fine detail work!
Really its not.
It doesn't make you see better up close than a regular person, it just makes you see everything further away blurry.
There is no tradeoff, just a straight loss."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32995928 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)16:09:05" && image=="1844338.gif")


if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32996021 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)16:34:00")

I’m reading this on my phone from 10cm away, and I can easily resolve individual pixels. Can regular folks do that without a magnifying lens?"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32996053 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)16:43:53" && image=="MnKbmgvmPgw.jpg")

I have 2k screen on 5 inches and I still see pixels from maybe 40cm away, as long as picture has no anti-aliasing. 10cm is uncomfortable, bud doable, though I don't usually do that. I also have no problems seeing Alcor near Mizar. Where does your chart put me and do you, by any chance, have 720p screen?"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32996173 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)17:18:45")

Good girl corona!!"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32996180 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)17:20:36")


if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32996207 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)17:28:00")

>stallion cock
Cucking your master isn't good"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32996211 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)17:28:45" && image=="85CF80A2-9998-46B5-9AAE-E74585BBA36B.jpg")

Hmmm, I’m not knowledgeable enough to support my position quantitatively. It’s hard to precisely describe how small the pixels I’m seeing are, and how well I can see them. I do sometimes wear -5 contacts that restore my vision to normal (right??), and I know I can’t do fine detail work nearly as well with them in. I need a magnifying lens to do what I do easily without them, and it’s kind of a pain.

I could afford to get my eyes cut, but I would not be willing to sacrifice seeing better up close than what I can do with my ‘regular person’ contacts. My nearsightedness does seem to be a real tradeoff, not just a straight loss. Am I really mistaken here? Do my contacts NOT give me the overall visual performance everyone else has, but actually degrade my close-up vision below normal?! Could lasik or something really give me the best of both worlds? Haven’t looked into it for several years, maybe I should..."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32996217 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)17:30:20")

it's yuri, the purest form of love
they don't even have to do anything too lewd
just make Cadance find them in Megan's room making out"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32996276 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)17:47:45")

>Cadance find them in Megan's room making out
Cadance only visits the mansion from time to time, it is Anons home. It’s far more likely he would find them, and Barnstormers balls would pay the price. He didn’t permanently take Comets magic or Autumns flight like he threatened to, but it was a real threat: they’re routine procedures in other camps. Of course Slaveventure will never actually take us to such a dark place, but nopony or even Anon knows that.

>”Don’t worry Megan: it’s for his own good! Sometimes we have to hurt our ponies to protect them from themselves. He’ll be much calmer once he comes to terms with it, you’ll see.”"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32996277 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)17:48:11")

No idea, never wore contacts, simple glasses suit me just fine.
You may want to go and get your eyes checked again, maybe doc fucked up the numbers and you should use different contacts.
The fact that you seem to see better up close without them sounds like somethings not right with current setup you have."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32996307 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)17:55:46" && image=="1537853665.jpg")

Well, the cellphone model would be a start.

In theory they just shift your relaxed focus point back to ~2m, the possible range of it is affected by other muscles and you would still be able to see close objects. Doing small soldering or other repairs under microscope is nornal for all people, I wouldnt take that as disadvantage."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32996353 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)18:07:02")

>Anon locks Barnstormer in his room after he catches him 'experimenting' with Megan and Flurry
>Approaches the trembling stallion, forcing him back against the wall
>"If I ever, and I mean ever, catch you out of your sheath again around my daughter, then these-"
>His hand snaps out, grabbing Barnstormer's sack and squeezing hard.
>"-will pay the price. Snip, snip - and you'll be a gelding for the rest of your wretched life. Understand?"
>Tightening his grip, he draws a fearful whine from the tormented stallion.
>"Am I fucking understood?!"
>"Yes Master! Please, Master, let me go! You're crushing them; it hurts, please!"
>"Or, I've got a nice vice clamp. Just a couple of half-spheres, one on each side. Slip that on, tighten them down until you squeal like a pig giving birth."
>"I won't do anything Master, I swear!"
>"Just think about it. Think about how much this hurts, before you ever try playing with my daughter again."
>Anon gives him one last harsh squeeze.
>Then he stands and leaves the stallion curled up in a ball, trying to soothe his aching sack."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32996434 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)18:25:01")

Anon should have raped him just to drive the point home."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32996464 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)18:30:22")

>Anon is already specifically equipped for cock and ball torture, because he’s always been into that shit.
Sorry, not buying it. I can’t quote you anything to prove he’s not, but it’s just not how I read the character. He’s pretty straight-laced. As a protective father of a young girl, who literally owns Barnstormers balls along with the rest of him, with access to veterinary facilities both on and off the camp, though... Barnstormer is quite safe from being tortured or beaten up, it would be a painless medical procedure if anything. And of course Slaveventure and we readers would keep him safe from that too; it would be SiMish even for SiM.

Might be interesting if some writefag introduced us to a gelding though. It’s near universal in real equines, there must be a few floating around in these worlds."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32996478 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)18:32:51")

>Might be interesting if some writefag introduced us to a gelding though
Could be this is how Sparky ended up."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32996480 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)18:33:12" && image=="1483231152867.png")

Skittles when?"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32996482 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)18:33:21" && image=="1314307.png")

>It’s near universal in real equines, there must be a few floating around in these worlds.

>Gelded stallion slave
>Always look like the victim because he is gelded
>Everypony he meet blame the human
>He was already a gelding before arrive to earth"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32996539 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)18:44:03")

I won't claim it to be remotely accurate; I was just bullshitting around for giggles. Though, didn't he have a bucket of torture tools when he was interrogating the ponies who fucked up Mocha Cream?"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32996551 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)18:45:55")

I think so, yeah, but to be honest that was one of the weakest sections of the whole story."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32996690 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)19:11:55")

I sure hope this gets resolved. It reminds me of the old marital problems threads, which I ended up leaving for being too depressing."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32997017 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)20:26:56")

"So I never heard the verdict... is swf scoops or was that all a bunch of fake news?";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32997020 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)20:27:36")

He is."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32997027 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)20:28:47")


if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32997035 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)20:30:30")

I don't understand. Who or what is a scoops, and why is this unf?"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32997037 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)20:30:55")

He’s got another five hours to make good in my time zone. Let’s not count him out yet."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32997043 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)20:32:24")

"Scoops is my new waifu";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32997064 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)20:37:38")

Twiligth is an ungrateful cunt, should go and let Anon free of his problems"

if(ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ !tr.t4dJfuU && title=="" && postNumber==32997139 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)20:56:53")

Poor Anon"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32997151 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)21:00:19")

Frankly, if you were parents, you would do the same"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32997175 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)21:06:00")

>being a parent gives you a ball busting fetish
Fuck outta here."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32997186 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)21:09:09")

Is that the best you have?"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32997230 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)21:18:30")

>taking the bait"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32997299 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)21:32:26")

">with a pair of fingers, you trace over her slit once more, before dipping them inside and curling them downward, pressing down forcefully as you start to work them in and out in rhythm with her winking
>almost immediately her juices start to trickle down the insides of her thighs, running down her legs and mingling with the soapy bath water, her tunnel squeezing your fingers tightly every time her clitoris peeks out
>her efforts to stifle her moans and snorts are futile, as are her efforts to remain standing on all four hooves
>her front end has already collapsed, most of her body weight pushing her face and shoulder into the back wall of the tub as she squeals and grunts, biting her lip and closing her eyes tight
>it's over less than a minute later, the mare letting out a shrill whinny as a thick, copious gush of fluid rushes out of her, filling the air with a strong musky scent before she collapses into the water panting heavily
Reminder that our good girl is a squirter!
hey swf, sweaty thigh froth when?"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32997302 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)21:32:59")

"I want scoops the sissy wonderstallion to worship my cock!";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32997319 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)21:35:25")

If you're a kind, gentle, and loving master he will, eagerly."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32997366 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)21:44:17")

"nothing to do with slaves, but the description of made me hard
I just wanted to let you know"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32997416 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)21:57:55")


if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32997453 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)22:06:57" && image=="Nightshade-Rafters.png")

"We're organizing a writing contest on the topic of "slave incest clopfic"!
Two weeks remain! No rush yet, but start planning!
A prestigious drawfag has promised us a prize of one (1) art of the winner's fic. Pic related is one of his works.
Quote the fag: "Prize is a drawing from me from your fic, a scene of your choice, although it may take between 1day - 3 months for me to really get on it"
-This is a /SPG/ competition. All entries must feature slavery.
-Word count limit is 5000. Any entries with more than 5000 words will be disqualified.
-The stories will be linked in the /SPG/ thread.
-The winner will be determined via a public poll in the thread.
-A pastebin link to the story must be submitted no later than 21st of October, 23:59 GMT. Do not post the entire story in the thread, we'll flood it completely if we all do.
-You must make sure I have a link to your story before the deadline. I will post a bin with a link to all stories in it when voting starts to ensure fair voting and that the stories are fresh.
-Voting occurs between 22nd and 28th of October.
-The story must feature ponies, not anthro or EQG. Humans/Anon is optional.
-At least one half of featured ponies must have had a show appearance. For example, it's okay to do canon mother x OC offspring
-The story must be your own work that has not been published anywhere.

Current participants: 10

How to participate:
Option 1: Ping or PM me (Mirta, Sita#2257) in Discord and I'll add you to the list. Then post your bin link in the thread before the deadline, or just send it to me through whichever means. This is the preferred method.
Option 2: Just post your pastebin link in the thread before the deadline. Post must include a message saying it's for this contest, and some method of contacting you if you win. Secure trip is okay, as is an email address. Anonymous entries are accepted but are not eligible for the prize. If a contactless/anonymous entry wins, the prize goes to the 2nd place winner."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32997480 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)22:12:04")

You just gonna post this every thread? It got a negative response last time for a reason fuck off."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32997495 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)22:14:53")

Her front end would never collapse because she'd be expecting to support half a stallion in that situation. Unless you'd trained he otherwise."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32997510 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)22:19:04")


Way, way back during the Corona saga we met Eric, Anonymous' own personal professional torturer. Assuming he's still around (he hasn't been mentioned since, so he might be gone) I'd be willing to bet he has some more... Interesting implements stashed away somewhere for the particularly rebellious stallion."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32997529 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)22:21:48")

This is cancer"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32997539 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)22:23:48")

There is such a thing as being completely overwhelmed by pleasure Anon. This was something she had been desperately anticipating for quite some time. It's surprising she didn't cum so hard she passed out."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32997548 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)22:24:49")

I can't imagine he still has a job with Anon trying to change as hard as he has."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32997596 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)22:35:15")


Where are your tail?"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32997620 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)22:39:10")

The one with the filly slave and buttslut stallion slave clopfic contest sound vastly better"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32997631 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)22:41:33")

Nah, anon give him another job as the official dentist.

He isn't allowed to damage the ponies anymore but his new job give enough satisfaction to taste the fear of the ponies, after all everyone hate dentist."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32997862 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)23:56:15")

">weekend over
>no shiny and Corona update
Honestly I can't say I'm surprised. I wish that mentally ill faggot would just do all of us a favor and kill himself already. Tired of getting my hopes up to be let down like this."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32997865 && dateTime=="09/30/18(Sun)23:56:48")

Quit whining you bitch lmao"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32997876 && dateTime=="10/01/18(Mon)00:01:12")

We have to let the weekend go all the way to the International Dateline before we call it. Baybe he’s Hawaiian?"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32997916 && dateTime=="10/01/18(Mon)00:16:28")

I like to believe scoops the sissy stallion is half way through his blue hawaiian whilst getting his cute puckered ponut pounded on the sandy beaches of Maui"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32998094 && dateTime=="10/01/18(Mon)01:25:28")

"Fuck I bought all that lube for nothing";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32998167 && dateTime=="10/01/18(Mon)01:54:29")

That's what you get for putting your hope and faith into a literal attention whoring faggot."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32998199 && dateTime=="10/01/18(Mon)02:07:29")

swf is a 30 something year old pervert homo with a laundry list of degenerate fetishes who gets off role playing with a bunch of guys way younger than him as a slave pony and has faced psychiatric hospitalization on multiple occasions.
Being an attention whore is the least of his issues."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32998272 && dateTime=="10/01/18(Mon)02:33:40")

kek he sound like /our/ guy to a T"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32998304 && dateTime=="10/01/18(Mon)02:43:42")

>mature enough to write with experience
>perverted enough to write good clop
>laundry list of degenerate fetishes
>gets off on role playing
>relates to people different than himself
>slave pony angle
>mental issues (but mostly functional enough to write)
>motivated by attention
Are you actually trying to design an ideal writefag from the ground up?! This list checks all the boxes. Normal, healthy people don’t find themselves on a My Little Pony slavery-themed image board, let alone write green for it. I don’t know why SWF choked just now, but I hope he’s okay.

Somewritefag: we forgive you, shit happens. Just stay alive and keep posting!"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32998313 && dateTime=="10/01/18(Mon)02:46:15")

>This list checks all the boxes
We clearly have different standards. Can't remember the last time lurker, awf, or vega ended up in a mental hospital much less vanished for months at a time. Shiny and corona is an ok green but with writer is way to flaky for me to bother following it."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32998317 && dateTime=="10/01/18(Mon)02:46:40")

Kinda this. As long as he's not an ass to random people, I say he's okay."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32998346 && dateTime=="10/01/18(Mon)02:53:29")

>Somewritefag: we forgive you, shit happens. Just stay alive and keep posting
I'm pretty sure he told us in this very thread it may be a couple days longer than he was anticipating.
He is a really cool guy. A little eccentric and sometimes overly enthusiastic in his interests, but he's mostly harmless. And I know he's met up with at least one of us from here irl and intruduced them to his poners.

He has some pretty serious self esteem issues though. Strikes me as the type who desperately needs love but when he actually gets it he has no idea what to do with it."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32998361 && dateTime=="10/01/18(Mon)02:57:41")

I want scoops to tease my butthole with his sissy stallion tongue like a good boy"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32998382 && dateTime=="10/01/18(Mon)03:04:06")

I want to go and meet his poners one day"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32998383 && dateTime=="10/01/18(Mon)03:04:07")

I wouldn't count on him rimming you unless you're a pony."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32998392 && dateTime=="10/01/18(Mon)03:06:47")

If he's a slave he doesn't get a choice now does he?"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32999081 && dateTime=="10/01/18(Mon)08:11:12" && image=="2985b457bc6f222fd0658421d6c4a20e528fe250e1ec35b62c1886b23c2a861d.jpg")

"V E W
E N ?"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32999479 && dateTime=="10/01/18(Mon)11:19:29")

"Imagine if Skynet got a slave pony as a therapy animal to keep it from going nuts.
Then emancipation passes and Skynet launched judgement day sovhe doesnt have to ever lose Pono"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32999514 && dateTime=="10/01/18(Mon)11:47:03")

Now put that idea in Matrix"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32999565 && dateTime=="10/01/18(Mon)12:09:19")

That's where you find out Pono loves you and will sleep with you."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32999595 && dateTime=="10/01/18(Mon)12:23:07")

Do you mean that millions of bronies live in a virtual reality with their waifus while their cerebral energy feeds the magic that keeps Equestria and everypony alive?"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32999616 && dateTime=="10/01/18(Mon)12:28:24")

Where do I sign?!"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32999650 && dateTime=="10/01/18(Mon)12:37:28" && image=="gwfer.jpg")

How do you know they are not in the Equestriamatrix now?"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32999784 && dateTime=="10/01/18(Mon)13:15:36")

"I'm going to commission a picture of scoops the sissy stallion in a pair of tight lingerie with his floppy erection cresting the hem of the frilly garment, pre from the tip of his girth dribbling down and gracing the floor with its essence. All while sporting a thick canvas collar, his name excellently stitched into its woven fibers. His breath, hot and heavy with desire, will spill from his muzzle as he cranes his neck back towards you, eyes filled with lust.
whats the color of his coat and mane? Also cutie mark? Swf won't add me on discord :'^( "

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32999805 && dateTime=="10/01/18(Mon)13:20:05")

He doesn't log in under that username any more. Scoops#6628 is who you want. His character has the same colors as the OC Cloud Zapper, but Scoops is an Earth pony and also wears glasses, I'm not sure what his cutie mark is, you should ask him yourself."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==32999962 && dateTime=="10/01/18(Mon)13:58:24")

Title of the pic: Shining finally realizes how to be a good boy

Artist: Corona"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33000038 && dateTime=="10/01/18(Mon)14:06:12")

Muh dick"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33000543 && dateTime=="10/01/18(Mon)16:11:02")

I want to diaper the sissy scoops stallion and lovingly change him when he wets himself, then shove his warm, stallion piss filled diaper down my pants and rub myself with it until I cum."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33000564 && dateTime=="10/01/18(Mon)16:16:43")

>not pissing in the diaper then making the sissy stallion wear it all day
Casual pleb detected"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33000588 && dateTime=="10/01/18(Mon)16:22:30")

>not pissing directly into the sissy stallion's eagerly awaiting open muzzle and lovingly scratching his ear as he gulps it down, while whimpering uncomfortably and gagging - clearly disliking the bitter taste but tail gently swishing anyway knowing he's pleasing his master by being a good boy and not wasting a drop"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33000678 && dateTime=="10/01/18(Mon)17:01:09" && image=="200px-Magical_realm.png")

>not pissing directly into the sissy stallion's urethra and filling his bladder so he only pisses his masters piss"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33000692 && dateTime=="10/01/18(Mon)17:03:59" && image=="ss (2013-11-12 at 09.27.51).jpg")

"Goodnight. See you when this gay trash leaves.";

if(SPoG && title=="" && postNumber==33001359 && dateTime=="10/01/18(Mon)20:33:09" && image=="86BB6FBD-F82B-4ED2-95F6-CFC7E9088C09.jpg")

"Black Pig snuggles up to Blonde Pig while they wait for their pen to be cleaned out. Pigs usually like to keep some personal space, but Black Pig is just a baby and Blonde Pig seems to tolerate her. They are both healthy, happy, very Sweet Piggies of Guinea.

If you added a random foal to your herd would your existing ponies be willing to act as parents to it, or would it be ‘your foal’ legally and emotionally?


if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33001377 && dateTime=="10/01/18(Mon)20:40:49")


Well Rarity is basically raising two foals with Anon in Vega's story, so that gives us an idea."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33001381 && dateTime=="10/01/18(Mon)20:42:31" && image=="0958745.png")

Twilight is a big mare, no bully."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33001385 && dateTime=="10/01/18(Mon)20:43:35" && image=="1476130245973.jpg")

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33001531 && dateTime=="10/01/18(Mon)21:31:53")

"I can't believe I bought all that lube for nothing
at least I'll always have scoops to jack off to"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33001534 && dateTime=="10/01/18(Mon)21:33:11" && image=="twiggered.gif")

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33001665 && dateTime=="10/01/18(Mon)22:03:08" && image=="IMG_4753.png")

10/10 would cum inside"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33001682 && dateTime=="10/01/18(Mon)22:06:04")

Wtf happened to his legs?"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33001734 && dateTime=="10/01/18(Mon)22:16:39")

We need more buttslut stallion slaves green and maybe a lewd slave filly slave too"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33001761 && dateTime=="10/01/18(Mon)22:25:29")

Yes, this. Gay, femdom, or even pony master, this general needs more stallions. Slaveventure, Somewritefag, and LittleWitch have given us perspectives on Shining. There’s Thunderlane, Rumble, and Sunburst. Can anyone think of another?

>Slave Blueblood when?"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33001764 && dateTime=="10/01/18(Mon)22:26:11")

SWF had a slave Blueblood story but it was SiM."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33001768 && dateTime=="10/01/18(Mon)22:27:59")

We had moustache but you fags fucking killed him off
Fuck you hippodrome go fuck yourself for ruining your green"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33001797 && dateTime=="10/01/18(Mon)22:38:25")

If you want to see something then get writing."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33001818 && dateTime=="10/01/18(Mon)22:42:47")

"I miss trainer anon";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33001824 && dateTime=="10/01/18(Mon)22:45:33")

Bronco was plain and lame as hell and he would never be a buttslut stallion slave for hurman cock Maybe Vidal but the writer is really proud of him being exclusively top"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33001830 && dateTime=="10/01/18(Mon)22:48:23")

"read this if you're looking for some faggotry"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33001935 && dateTime=="10/01/18(Mon)23:40:32")

>From the paste:
“Any other owner would have punished you severely at this point, or worse, sell you to a work camp. Is that what you want, Dashie? Are you really going to be that stuck-up?”
> You release one latch of her ball-gag to allow her to speak.
> Immediately, she collects the saliva built-up in her mouth and spits it at your shoes.
> “I’d rather get worked to death than bend over for you, bastard.”

Eventually, her owner gets tired of her horseshit and sells her, just as he threatened. Submission might be mandatory for SOMEpony, but who has the time and energy for such a hardcase? Off she goes... to Slaveventure! Dash is quaking on her hooves. The worst nightmare of any pony slave is at hand: a work camp. Ponies go in. Products comes out. She’s never met a survivor, only seen friends disappear into them. Her life expectancy might be measured in months now, but the very worst rumors could not possibly be true. Could they?!

Turns out it’s not so bad. There’s work to do, sure. There’s punishment if it doesn’t get done, sure. But it’s the sort of weather and cloud-packing work she’s good at, the punishments start at the ‘scolding with hay and water for supper’ end rather than whipping, she finds new and old friends, and has time to be friends with them. Even the grub is decent, better than the rations her old pervert Master ever dispensed anyway! If only she could spread the word to her old herd...

>last line of the paste:
Is there a Part Two somewhere? The folder only has this one fine in it."

if(Vega !!wHt/wyh4M+t && title=="" && postNumber==33001938 && dateTime=="10/01/18(Mon)23:47:29" && image=="977780.png")



if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33001992 && dateTime=="10/02/18(Tue)04:27:19")

"Hype. I love you, Vega, and I love Twilight, Rarity, SweetieBelle, Anon, and the rest too! Really looking forward to it.";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33002010 && dateTime=="10/02/18(Tue)05:17:44" && image=="girl look at that booty.png")

Implying 4chun will stop being a shid in that short a time"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33002134 && dateTime=="10/02/18(Tue)17:19:54" && image=="811665.png")


if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33002138 && dateTime=="10/02/18(Tue)17:21:53" && image=="910693.png")

"dont let your poner steal treats";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33002278 && dateTime=="10/02/18(Tue)18:02:08")

It's your fault if at this late hour she's hungry and not cuddling with you."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33002283 && dateTime=="10/02/18(Tue)18:03:05")

What is the fascination with the buttocks of a pony? It's not that I'm complaining, I'm curious"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33002328 && dateTime=="10/02/18(Tue)18:12:29")

Well, what else do you see on them? Boobs are small and weirdly placed, fluff is not a shape subject, can't even play with her fingers. Butts, however, are something familiar, but enhanced."

if(Blinders Off && title=="" && postNumber==33002393 && dateTime=="10/02/18(Tue)18:30:36")

">Be mare
>Cuddling on the couch with colt who really does look like a baby version of master
>No mustache though, just lots of black fluff
>He likes to cuddle
>So even though Rose gave him a name, to you he's Cuddleslut
>Since he seems just as happy to cuddle with you as Rose
>He's warm and fluffy, and him nuzzling into you feels nice
>He's tried to nurse off you a couple times, and was disappointed you had nothing to deliver in that regard
>But it was a strange experience for you
>Actually, the simple act of contact with him is strange, because there's nothing sexual about it
>You try to remember back to when touch from a male wasn't a sexual thing for you
>It would have been some time before you got to the filly brothel
>And the time before that is pretty hazy in your memory
>Though you do remember that you had to LEARN that touch was a sexual thing
>It wasn't something that just occurred to you
>Until it just became that from repitition
>And it's strange, even a little disconcerting to suddenly be in a situation where it isn't
>Even more so because of how much he looks like a little version of master
>And master's touch was definitely sexual
>Was it all the time?
>Maybe not
>He did like to hold you or just lean against you sometimes when it wasn't foreplay or after
>Not a lot, though
>You two had sex almost every day, often more than once
>You miss him, and feel purposeless without him
>Cuddling with Cuddleslut makes it easier, but doesn't make the feeling go away"

if(Blinders Off && title=="" && postNumber==33002396 && dateTime=="10/02/18(Tue)18:31:39")

"He's so cute," you say to Rose, probably for the hundredth time
>"He looks just like his father, doesn't he?," she replies, as usual
>It appears with a foal in the house the two of you are destined to have a lot of the same conversations again and again
>Mostly talking about the little black colt
>Little Cuddleslut
>You've been careful not to call him that in front of her
>Because you're pretty sure she'd take offense, even though you mean it lovingly
>It's also weird to feel lovingly toward somepony else in a way that's completely non sexual
>Somepony else with a penis, that is
>You totally know non sexual love with your friends (who are all mares)
>You just don't remember many non sexual interactions with men or stallions
>Even when they didn't HAVE to be sexual you often let them go that way
>Because that's just what you know - you understand things better that way
>Plus they're usually a lot nicer after they cum
>But Cuddleslut isn't even capable of cumming
>A sexual relationship with him really isn't even an option
>Of course you were having sex long before you were able to cum
>But that's because you were a pretty filly, not a colt
>You think that's how it works
>You don't really know
>Actually, given how some men (and stallions) are you could imagine them having sex with colts
>Just not ones this little
>Thinking about the mechanics of it you sure hope those colts get ice cream after
>Thankfully nothing like that is gonna happen to this little guy
>He's not just a free pony, ut he has a strong mother looking out for him
>Are you jealous?
>Would you want to go back if you could and grow up free with a mother by your side?
>It would probably be nice"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33002398 && dateTime=="10/02/18(Tue)18:32:20")

I want to pee in my stallion's butt and instruct him to keep it in there as long as is possible"

if(Blinders Off && title=="" && postNumber==33002400 && dateTime=="10/02/18(Tue)18:32:42")

>But then you wouldn't be you, and your life would be totally different
>You wouldn't have your friends
>You never would have had a master, even if you don't now
>You miss him, and it's strange to see him reflected in Cuddleslut here
>Who probably sensed you were thinking strange thoughts about him and just started to fuss
>"He's probably hungry again," Rose says
>She puts him on the floor and stands next to him
>He's up and latched on to her in moments
>"That's what I thought"
"Does it feel good when he does it?"
>"Yeah, just not in a sexy way like when you did"
"I was just thinking that. How there's nothing sexy about him. He's the only male I've spent any time with where I wasn't concerned about being sexy"
>"Well he's just a foal. And the spitting image of his sire, so you know he will be sexy someday, just not for a long time"
"I'll be an old mare by then"
>"You won't, but I will"
"I'm sure you'll still be sexy even then"
>"That's the last thing on my mind now"
"I'm never not thinking about it. And I really don't know what to do with myself now that..."
>"I miss him, too. But there's more to who you are than pleasing a stallion. You've got our show, the books you keep"
"Are you telling me I'm not sexy?"
>"You know I think otherwise. It's just hard for me to think about being sexy with my colt nursing"
"He is a huge distraction"
>"What he is is something more important"
>More important than being sexy for your master?!
>No wonder Rose could never be a good girl if that's how she thinks!"

if(Blinders Off && title=="" && postNumber==33002404 && dateTime=="10/02/18(Tue)18:33:46")

>But she's a free pony now, and Cuddleslut IS the most important thing in her life
>"We both defined ourselves in our relationships to men and stallions. I'm not going to do that anymore"
"I miss it. I just want somepony to tell me I'm a good girl"
>"You're a good girl"
"It's not the same, and you know it"
>"Have you ever thought about emancipation?"
"I try not to. That level of insecurity is terrifying to me. I don't think I could ever relax not knowing exactly what to do"
>"Yet that still doesn't sheild you from life's unpredictability"
"It keeps me from having to think about it, because I know what's important"
>"To HIM. What about to you? You're remarkably well set up and smart. Why not live the life you want instead of being a man or stallion's plaything?"
"You're trying to make me gay, Rose, and it's not gonna work"
>"I am not, though that would be nice. But I am talking about agency here. You could have it"
"And what would I do with it?"
>"I don't know. Whatever YOU want for a change"
"Oh, great. Then I'd have to think about that, too."
>"Try it. What do you want?"
"I want master back"
>"I want that, too. But that isn't something we can have. Plenty of other things are. What about them?"
"I wouldn't even know where to start thinking about that. And what makes you think emancipation could be one of those things"
>"Think about it. The network owns you. You're on a show where we talk about sex and slave versus free pony life"
>"I know how John thinks. Your freedom could be as simple a matter of whether it would be good for the show""

if(Blinders Off && title=="" && postNumber==33002409 && dateTime=="10/02/18(Tue)18:34:48")

"We'd lose this place, and that would just be the start of bad changes"
>"We could get a place together in Brooklyn, near Ponytown"
"That sounds like a bad change, all right"
>"You don't care about luxuries. You can't convince me you would balk at more modest accommodations"
"It's not the luxury, it's the security. The network owns me, they take care of me"
>"And if you were free they'd pay you, so would your former organization for doing the books. You'd have a decent income"
>She adds, "And it's not like you couldn't keep track of it. You're already helping me do that. And as for a master..."
"That's kind of a big one"
>"Because you're a sub. Finding a dominant free stallion to play that role for you would probably not be all that hard"
"So settle for roleplay instead of the real thing?"
>"You kind of were with Perfect Pitch. He wasn't really into being your master. He just loved you, so he played along"
>You know there's some truth to that
>He DID love you, but his heart was really only a little into being your master
>He did that for you, and you loved him for it
"This really isn't the time to cave in what's left of my world"
>"I'm not saying tomorrow. But imagine someday having a stallion who loved you AND loved dominating you. He wouldn't need to actually own you because..."
"Because he would anyways, even if legally I was a free mare. I never thought of that"
>"Because it was never an option before. We should probably rehash some of this on the show"
"Rose exploits my sadness and fears to convince me I want to be free like her? With a side of possible lesbian subtext?"
>"It would go over well"
>You look down between Rose's legs
>Cuddleslut finished nursing a while ago, and has fallen asleep on the floor
"Looks like somepony's out again"
>"Eating and sleeping is a lot of what they do""

if(Blinders Off && title=="" && postNumber==33002412 && dateTime=="10/02/18(Tue)18:35:50")

>You're kind of glad you don't have a Cuddleslut of your own
>Not that he isn't totally cute and comfy
>But somepony else dependent on you for everything?
>It'd be like having a master with none of the... rewards
>If he was a colt that would make things around here excessively colty - one useless penis here is more than enough
>And if it'd been a filly you'd want Cuddleslut to be her master
>You could never explain that to Rose, who just nearly convinced you emancipation isn't an awful idea
>And probably could on the show, in front of an audience, cameras and crew
>There's no way you could make the case the half-brother should be the half-sister's master to Rose
>She'd be horrified
>Even though it seems right to you
>Judging right and wrong have never been your strong suits
>Because there don't seem to be any rules about it
>It's not like math, which makes sense
>It's fuzzy, and not in a cute way like Cuddleslut
>There are a few big things that are pretty clear
>Be good to your friends, be generous, try not to be mean, look out for other ponies if you can...
>But beyond that?
>Be a good girl for master
>That's pretty easy to grasp
>Except now you don't have a master
>So how do you be a good girl?!
>How do free ponies do it?
>It's like the rules aren't written down or even agreed upon, and they're different for everypony
>But right now you're kind of in limbo without master
>You may as well be a free pony
>Because you have no master to be a good girl for"

if(Blinders Off && title=="" && postNumber==33002417 && dateTime=="10/02/18(Tue)18:36:55")

>When you asked John if he was your new master it was with complete contempt
>You HATE him
>You hate what he did to Rose, and what he did to master makes him far and away the worst monster you've eveer known
>But he smelled like his good girl
>And maybe she's happy
>Maybe, in spite of being such a horrible man he's somehow a good master
>It's not impossible
>You don't think a man has to be good to be a good master
>And you're ashamed to admit it, but a little piece of you wanted him to say yes
>Yes, I'm your new master, even though you hate me
>It doesn't matter
>Just be a good girl and everything will be fine
>But he didn't say that
>And you feel ashamed for wanting him to
>Because you do hate him
>But a master you hate would still be better than no master, wouldn't it?
>Maybe he wouldn't be so bad if he smelled like you
>That would be horrible
>He's the monster who killed your master
>Then why are you turned on a little?
>Because he knows how to be in charge
>He kind of is your master, in that you're network property and he's the network executive who authorized your purchase
>He could have said yes
>And he knew you knew that
>But chose to leave you hanging
>Like not being picked at the salon
>You shiver thinking about that - it never happened to you, but it was a secret fear you had as a filly
>Not being picked"

if(Blinders Off && title=="" && postNumber==33002419 && dateTime=="10/02/18(Tue)18:37:59")

>You're sure you could have seduced him - you did it before
>You were just too angry to think straight
>You flinch at the thought of him fucking you, even though it does turn you on a little
>You haven't gone this long without that since... you were a filly
>"What are you thinking?," Rose asks
>She noticed you flinch
>You sigh
"What you said about agency. Seems like I have it already, whether I want it or not"


if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33002523 && dateTime=="10/02/18(Tue)19:09:10")

Look like mare want a real dominant man but I would love if VP just say no.
Not because he is an asshole or don't want her, just because that isn't professional and he already like his current cute slave and her smell"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33002530 && dateTime=="10/02/18(Tue)19:12:52")

Oh is this more hipposhit I need to filter because he can't manage a trip? Guess so. Bye bye."

if(Vega !!wHt/wyh4M+t && title=="" && postNumber==33002535 && dateTime=="10/02/18(Tue)19:14:14")

>You bury your head in the pillows but it doesn't do much to keep out the lofty voice.
>You were having such a nice dream too...
>There were waterfalls, and Pinkie Pies, and Celestias and...
>Wait, wasn't there also...
>You throw the covers off and sit up in a panic!
>Luna! Somepony coming! The Elements!
"Rarity! Rarity please tell me you have the..."
>You pat the empty slot where your friend usually wakes up with a perfect mane.
> How the buck does she do that anyway?
> Does she get up early to fix it then pretend to go back to sleep or something?
> On one hoof that's silly, on the other hoof you could totally see her doing that...
>She's not here.
>In fact no one's here.
>You look around but find no Anon in his chair, nor Rarity on her fancy couch. She'd scold you for not knowing the proper name, but to you it's just 'fancy couch' Chaise something? Buck if you know. No Rarity, Anon isn't shelling out for a 'proper' fainting couch when you have a perfectly good couch already.
>You DO see a tray of still-fresh pancakes on the nightstand though! PANCAKES!
>Chocolate chip too!
>Floating the tray over, you help yourself to one or two... or three.
>You got a TON of exercise last night, you need your calories!
>Mmmm! Did Rarity make these?
>No, she'd never let you have so many chocolate chips. Spoilsport
>Anon then?
>Nah, he cooks worse than you and that's saying something. You have no idea how he survived before you.
>Could it be...?
>You look down at your next victim, er you mean pancake, and find your answer.
>Only Sweetie Belle would arrange the chips to look like a smiling unicorn.
>Judging by the mane not just any unicorn but herself specifically."

if(Vega !!wHt/wyh4M+t && title=="" && postNumber==33002541 && dateTime=="10/02/18(Tue)19:15:22")

>You aren't sure if you should be impressed by the effort or offended by the narcissism.
>Either way you eat her delicious chocolate face and decide to worry about the filly later.
>She agreed to back off, for now, and with all the other things going on you'll simply have to hope that promise holds.
>Well, she agreed to back off the intimate stuff, but did say she'd still be aiming to impress Anon with her work ethic, hence the personalized pancakes.
>Whatever, he can't be bought with something as simple as breakfast in bed.
>You do have to admit it's good though, a far cry from her old habit of literally burning the juice... somehow?
>Scarfing the food down only takes a few minutes and leaves you stuffed and full of energy.
>You get ready to hop out of bed only to stop when you hear a crackling noise below you.
>A sticky note?
>A sticky note stuck to your cutie mark specifically.
>That's not exactly a noticeboard, but you do usually sleep on your side so it is sorta of a convenient spot if someone wants you to notice something when you wake up.
>Not that it's ok.
>Heads will roll.
>*Fierce Twilight growl goes here*
>Have to find out who's in trouble first though.
>You turn the note over and read:
>"We tried to wake you darling, but you slept right through breakfast! Eat up and join me in the shower or I'll have to wake you myself!"
>That would explain the singing coming from the shower.
>A few tactical barrel rolls see you falling off the side of the bed and landing on all four hooves.
>Unfortunately only one or two hooves decide to support you, but no one was around to see it so it doesn't count.
>Once you get your legs beneath you properly you open the bathroom door to find...
>It's like walking into a sauna!
"How long have you been in there?!"
>"Is that our sleeping beauty? Come in sweetheart, I know you're a mess."
>You wouldn't be a mess if a certain unicorn and human didn't decide to coat you in their mutual 'affection' last night."

if(Vega !!wHt/wyh4M+t && title=="" && postNumber==33002545 && dateTime=="10/02/18(Tue)19:16:57")

>Oh gods, it's probably caked into your coat at this point!
>You start to sniff yourself but decide it's probably for the best if you don't.
"I'm am not a mess..."
>The shower door opens and a light push of magic gently encourages you to enter.
>There's so much steam you actually can't see the other unicorn.
>"I know for a fact you are a mess because I made you one. Now quit dawdling and come."
"Holy crap Rarity how long have you been running this thing? Aren't we going to run out of hot water or something?"
>"We shouldn't, I insisted on the best electric water heater for just such an occasion."
>Finally you find the other pony in the sea of mist.
>"There she is! Did you eat?"
>Yes mom.
"Yeah yeah. Where's Anon?"
>"Well, at work I should hope!"
"Work? They kept him late last night and he already has to go back in?"
>A white hoof pushes you under the water and begins to scrub your coat.
>"It IS a weekday Twilight. Yesterday being an emergency is all the more reason he's needed today and Anon rightfully values his job."
"Rightfully values? What do you mean?"
>You hold your right hoof out to the side so she can clean it more easily.
>"You know ponies aren't cheap. Not only that, but he has four mouths to feed, a new house to make payments on, utilities, services, even allowances. Isn't that right?"
>There's no way your allowance is THAT much of drain.
>Anon never talked about money with you in the past.
>When it was just the two of you you knew you both got by comfortably enough, but now with two more ponies, a much bigger house, bills, taxes, utilities...
"Are we hurting for money? What about all that money you brought when you moved in?"
>"Hurting? No no, nothing of the sort. Anon simply knows we need manage our resources properly to ensure they not only last, but prosper."

if(Vega !!wHt/wyh4M+t && title=="" && postNumber==33002551 && dateTime=="10/02/18(Tue)19:18:14")

>"It's nothing you need worry about darling. I've managed budgets quite a bit larger."
>She's managed?
"Wait, are you in charge of the budget?"
>She scoffs and waves a dismissive hoof.
>"'In charge' might be overstating things, he simply asks me to look at the numbers from time to time. Remember, it IS a matter I'm well versed in."
>What's a single household to a corporation you suppose.
>Wait... Does that mean she can bump your allowance?
"I see..."
>You probably shouldn't ask but...
"So that's why you started making dresses again? For the money?"
>Is that rude to ask?
>It's not, right?
>It's not like you're - eep!
>A weight crashes into your back as she wraps her forelegs around you to scrub your chest fluff clean!
>Does she have to do that from behind?!
>Now that you think about it, why is she bathing you at all?!
>You just sorta got in the shower and next thing you know she was washing you like it was the most normal thing in the world.
>"Extra income never hurts, but I started sewing again because I wanted to, not because I needed to."
>Does she have to nuzzle the crap out of you like that?!
>"Truly Twilight, don't worry about the money."
>She pulls her head to the side and turns yours to meet it.
>"Just let Anon and I take care of you."
> Y-yes ma'am...

>Thankfully you didn't actually say 'Yes ma'am' like a foal and instead just nod.
>The next few quiet minutes are just the water, the soap, and a humming Rarity.
>It's nice to just relax and be pampered for a moment, but you know there's important things that need to be discussed.
>She's working on your mane now, it's nice."

if(Vega !!wHt/wyh4M+t && title=="" && postNumber==33002554 && dateTime=="10/02/18(Tue)19:19:15")

"Do you... Did I leave anything behind when I, you know, 'left' a few months ago?"
>When you abandoned Anon.
>When you abandoned her.
>"Left behind? Something specific you mean?"
>Well yeah, duh.
>Wait, does that mean she doesn't know what you're talking about?
>Did they not stay behind like you thought?!
>You assumed they'd been left at the teleport's origin, but what if they got caught in the middle of the dimensional crack!?
>Oh shit oh shit oh shit, Luna's going to murder you if you actually lost the Elements!
"Yes! On the floor, wasn't there anything around my casting circle?! There should have been a star formation with - "
>"Shh shh shhhhh, relax. Yes, I found them. I worried about how dull and empty they looked at first, but their luster returned over the following few days. I knew you had the Element of Generosity, so I suppose I shouldn't have been surprised you possessed them all, I just didn't expect to find them strewn around an empty room."
"They were supposed to come with me but the spell didn't work quite right! Where are they now!? Did you tell Anon what they were!?"
>She rubs your back and shushes you calmly.
>"They're in my jewelry drawer, and no, I didn't tell Anon the full story. He simply knows they are in some way magic, but is not aware of their ultimate importance. I wasn't quite sure what you wanted him to know, so I aired on the side of caution."
"Oh thank goodness!"
>"Do you plan on telling him?"
"I... what?"
>"About the Elements, do you plan on telling him? From what I gather he appreciates that you're a particularly powerful unicorn, but hasn't been told much about our past at all."
>She's right, he absolutely doesn't know you're national heroes and that's by design.
>When you'd first ended up in human hands you kept the secret for your protection."

if(Vega !!wHt/wyh4M+t && title=="" && postNumber==33002557 && dateTime=="10/02/18(Tue)19:20:31")

>The princess' personal student and most powerful unicorn in centuries would probably make a great science project for some government facility that didn't care about your feelings, much less your right to life and limb.
>When you'd ended up with Anon the reason was the same, at first at least.
>You thought about telling him once the two of you came to a better understanding but...
>Well, he's a good human, but like you've said before, he's not exactly a pony rights activist.
>How would he feel finding out you're not only one of the most important ponies alive, but looked to by many to somehow save the world?
>He doesn't want to save the world!
>You don't think he'd oppose an end to slavery, but it's not some grand quest he wants to get dragged into!
>The man wants to come home, play a few games, and snuggle with his pony; not set out to change society.
"I ummm, I don't know. I wasn't planning on it but he's already been contacted by Luna herself and if things keep going they way they are..."
>"What do you mean?"
>May as well tell her.
"Luna wants the Elements. I let it slip that I have them and she latched right onto the info."
>"You don't sound very excited."
"Well, no. I just... I asked her what she wanted them for and she dodged the question. This isn't like any of our past adventures, we can't just blast the big badguy and be done with it. The problem this time isn't one pony, or even one person, it's a whole society. Maybe if she'd tell me what she wanted them for I'd feel better, but she's been so evasive about EVERYTHING! I can't stop thinking about the stuff Dash said, and even asked her a few questions about it, only for her to run off without answering anything. I want to trust her but there's so many holes in both her story and her plan I just..."
>A twinge of light blue magic pulls your wet mane out of your eyes so you can look into hers.
>"What do your instincts say?""

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33002559 && dateTime=="10/02/18(Tue)19:21:17")

"Fucking gook moot killing 4chan";

if(Vega !!wHt/wyh4M+t && title=="" && postNumber==33002561 && dateTime=="10/02/18(Tue)19:22:00")

"They say to gather more information first, but I'm really not sure there's time. Luna said she'd be sending a pony to pick them up soon and... like, what do I say? 'Hey random pony! Sorry you came all this way, but I'm going to ignore one of the last princesses just because I have a bad feeling about things!'"
>"Perhaps not in such words."
"But that's the truth, isn't it?"
>"The truth is you just want some answers. You aren't a traitor for asking questions, and you aren't insubordinate for having doubts. I've not spoken with either of them myself so I'm not sure, but I think if you let Luna see how serious you are about this she'll listen."
"Let her see? As in...?"
>"We'll turn the pony away. Politely! We send him away with a message for Luna that you need some answers before you hoof something this important over. I'm sure she's just doing her best, but you're owed an explanation before being expected to do whatever she says. After all, it's due to you we even have the Elements. You did a wonderful job protecting them up until now, so it's only natural you want to see the matter through to the end."
>She's right.
>You take a deep steadying breath and look her in the eye.
>You're still nervous but it helps to hear from an outside source that you aren't being ridiculous.
>Uh oh.
>There's more?!

>A whole 20 minutes later you FINALLY step out of the shower.
>You'd better sparkle with how long she kept you in that sauna scrubbing down your every inch.
>Get it? Because that's your - oh nevermind."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33002563 && dateTime=="10/02/18(Tue)19:22:19")

Fuck you"

if(Vega !!wHt/wyh4M+t && title=="" && postNumber==33002567 && dateTime=="10/02/18(Tue)19:23:01")

>You both grab a towel and start being to dry off little by little.
>A full coat of fur doesn't exactly dry quickly, and no matter what you'll both be a bit fluffy for a while, but that's ok.
"Did Sweetie make breakfast today?"
>"She did. I must admit I was impressed at how edible it was. She may still be a little clumsy, and always put things in the wrong drawer, but her skills have undeniably improved."
"Did Anon like his?"
>"Oh I believe so, blueberries are his favorite afterall."
>Of course Sweetie already knows that..."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33002569 && dateTime=="10/02/18(Tue)19:23:32")

>Blinders Off
The title already imply that mare going to finally overcome her past and turn into a free mare. Kinda lame because with hippodrome and filly brothel I can't expect the ending or surprises. Now I know how this will end and remove any kind of expectation because I know what will happen in this arc."

if(Vega !!wHt/wyh4M+t && title=="" && postNumber==33002585 && dateTime=="10/02/18(Tue)19:28:17" && image=="47568465.png")

Another week another chapter. To be honest I'm not quite satisfied with the pace at this point, but I'm not quite decided on why. On one hand I felt the overarching plot was moving a bit slowly but on the other one speeding up too much is going to skip over a bunch of important things for Rarity and Sweetie Belle. How do you all feel? Too fast? Too slow? Too medium? Let me know."

if(Blinders Off && title=="" && postNumber==33002627 && dateTime=="10/02/18(Tue)19:42:47")

The title is just the name of mare and Rose's show, the same way Hippodrome was El Bronco's. Welcome to the mare and Rose show. And Cuddleslut. Don't forget him."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33002689 && dateTime=="10/02/18(Tue)20:00:55")

I's fine for now, just keep the usual way. A pony coming safely to earth to get the elements would take enough time if you want to focus into another plot, also luna will not answer anything until she don't get twilight note and twilight will not win anything finding clues when she don't know nothing about the current situation of Luna or how to get suck information in earth"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33002722 && dateTime=="10/02/18(Tue)20:07:11" && image=="just right.jpg")

>How do you all feel? Too fast? Too slow? Too medium?"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33002728 && dateTime=="10/02/18(Tue)20:08:16")

s t o p"

if(ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ !tr.t4dJfuU && title=="" && postNumber==33002759 && dateTime=="10/02/18(Tue)20:18:06")

Poor Mare, she has never been able to choose, maybe in the future she has the opportunity to do so, for now she is a happy slave of her ignorance

It seems that El Bronquito Jr will have a good teacher in the future to teach him to be both a good Stallion and a good Master, to see how this story continues.

The Blinders begin.."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33002829 && dateTime=="10/02/18(Tue)20:35:39")

>It seems that El Bronquito Jr will have a good teacher in the future to teach him to be both a good Stallion and a good Master
Like the French trope where the mature woman schools the adolescent boy?"

if(ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ !tr.t4dJfuU && title=="" && postNumber==33002866 && dateTime=="10/02/18(Tue)20:48:22" && image=="e3d0c3bdce000919b542544b118f232d.jpg")

>How do you all feel? Too fast? Too slow? Too medium? Let me know.


Very, very low

Need an unexpected event that breaks the current monotony that has led your story, if Twilight and Luna have their own plans and they do not agree then there will be a confrontation, and if both believe that their recent actions have been ignored by whoever is in charge they are very wrong , the plot needs more emotion and I feel that it will not take long to happen

Sweetie Belle is actually a government agent who monitors everything Twilight does to get rid the elements and discover Luna's whereabouts, right? Do not lie Vega!

Good job!"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33003000 && dateTime=="10/02/18(Tue)21:36:42")

>stop liking what i don't like"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33003008 && dateTime=="10/02/18(Tue)21:38:05")

>Stop filtering what I like."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33003024 && dateTime=="10/02/18(Tue)21:43:24")

If you're filtering it why the fuck are you commenting on it? That's literally spouting opinions about stories you don't read. Let me guess, you're just pretending to be retarded, and the joke is supposed to be on me, right?"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33003028 && dateTime=="10/02/18(Tue)21:44:24")

>being this triggered over someone daring to dislike what you like"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33003042 && dateTime=="10/02/18(Tue)21:49:56")

>dislike what you like
Nothing to do with that. It's just that commenting on stuff you filter is literally the height of ignorance."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33003048 && dateTime=="10/02/18(Tue)21:50:59")

Probably because the fucking writefag can't figure out trips like a normal person and has to change his damn name ever month. Every time I have to refilter this autist he gets to be told he's a dumbass. I thought maybe we had a new story and I was excited. Nah, it's just Mr NoTalent."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33003053 && dateTime=="10/02/18(Tue)21:51:30")

And what does that say about you if you get this triggered by "the height of ignorance?""

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33003055 && dateTime=="10/02/18(Tue)21:52:12")

>having to refilter the same writefag 5 times is the height of ignorance

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33003065 && dateTime=="10/02/18(Tue)21:54:42")

">next chapter in the life of Mare begins
>people so butthurt about him after half a year that they interrupt another green
>then proceed to ignore that green and yell at each other because they're literally incapable of giving something they dislike constant attention
A+ work guys. Proud of you."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33003071 && dateTime=="10/02/18(Tue)21:56:59")

A better question is why am I having to filter the same guy AGAIN? I don't have to read everything someone writes to know I don't like his work. The ending of filly brothel was one of the worst things i've ever read and it sounds like he pulled the exact same thing with hipposhit. If the author didn't think he was a special snowflake who was too cool for a proper trip i wouldn't have to be exposed to him again. Guess that's too much to ask."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33003076 && dateTime=="10/02/18(Tue)21:58:28")

>not intentualy leaving things where she can get at em behind your back, fulfilling her rebellious urges while giving her that nice pudge."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33003093 && dateTime=="10/02/18(Tue)22:02:34")

>If the author didn't think he was a special snowflake who was too cool for a proper trip
Maybe is he, who knows?"

if(Blinders Off && title=="" && postNumber==33003300 && dateTime=="10/02/18(Tue)22:54:42")

You're not Orson Welles enough to call it the DEPTHS of your ignorance."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33003359 && dateTime=="10/02/18(Tue)23:11:06")

Fuck you for ruining everything I invested in your story. Having el bronco die in the lamestest, most uneventful way just to make mare as rose suffer! Especially rose as she gave birth to a foal whose father couldn't comfort her during labor. As she cried and writhed about in contractions... only to have no one. Fuck you whoever the fuck you are. I am legitimately upset irl over the fact that you squandered your green. From the bottom of my heart fuck you"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33003406 && dateTime=="10/02/18(Tue)23:22:56")

That's just someone using the name again to piss people off, you actual brainlet.
Someone did this in March and a couple people are still butthurt about it."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33003415 && dateTime=="10/02/18(Tue)23:25:41")

>Having el bronco die in the lamestest, most uneventful way
Sometimes that's how people die. Been to a lot of those funerals. The whole 'you saw it coming but never thought it really would happen' thing? It happens."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33003578 && dateTime=="10/03/18(Wed)00:06:14")

"One day corona will save us from this pathetic wasteland of a general";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33003624 && dateTime=="10/03/18(Wed)00:16:20")

>ded general
>no green
>Discords fault
C'mon, we had a dry spell there, but we had two great updates today! SPG is as lush and verdant as ever."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33003686 && dateTime=="10/03/18(Wed)00:32:12")

Hippodrome hardly counts as green"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33003812 && dateTime=="10/03/18(Wed)01:25:02")

I'd rather have vega any day."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33003868 && dateTime=="10/03/18(Wed)01:48:24")

Lots of things IRL suck, that's not what i'm interested in when I read though.

It's never happening anon."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33003897 && dateTime=="10/03/18(Wed)01:58:41")

Fuck you don't say that"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33004114 && dateTime=="10/03/18(Wed)03:46:22")

>Swf vs Vega
I like them both but one updates 20 times more often than the other."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33004125 && dateTime=="10/03/18(Wed)03:56:30")

this was an awesome update"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33004254 && dateTime=="10/03/18(Wed)05:13:15")

Not a big fan of those big "dialogue only" update you do from time to time.
Pretty much nothing actually happen in those, not even decisions or important informations."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33004258 && dateTime=="10/03/18(Wed)05:15:14")

Medium. Need more lewd though. You've opened the box."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33004283 && dateTime=="10/03/18(Wed)05:30:51")

Finally Rarity looks more like overprotective mom than paranoid posessive mistress. I expected to cringe like with all previous bath scenes with her, but this was rather comfy. Maybe a serious talk helped."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33004555 && dateTime=="10/03/18(Wed)09:36:02")

I like the current pace. But more frequent updates always welcome :)"

if(Blinders Off && title=="" && postNumber==33004916 && dateTime=="10/03/18(Wed)12:45:39")

Sorry about that. Setting things up is a bitch. But you can see where I'm going. Mare is finding herself in the position where she has to face making some choices for herself, and that's not a position she wants to be in. How is she going to handle it, and what will the consequences be for her and those around her?"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33004930 && dateTime=="10/03/18(Wed)12:53:51")

Fuck you"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33004958 && dateTime=="10/03/18(Wed)13:04:36")

I enjoyed the new story, please keep it going!

Also seemed like a larger than normal post for you. I like larger updates myself, gives me time to get back into he story. Or time to get into a new story, as is the case here."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33004959 && dateTime=="10/03/18(Wed)13:05:55")

Great update, thanks Vega!"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33005045 && dateTime=="10/03/18(Wed)13:34:22" && image=="1846362.png")


if(+ && title=="" && postNumber==33005125 && dateTime=="10/03/18(Wed)14:05:21")

Miss the "Is shit" anon"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33005518 && dateTime=="10/03/18(Wed)16:09:18")

I guess none of our recent updates have been up to his standards."

if(+ && title=="" && postNumber==33005552 && dateTime=="10/03/18(Wed)16:19:41")

Maybe, but the phrase somehow encouraged people to improve their writing, now we only have a couple of assholes who take turns for insulting and ventilating their 12-year-old child's autism bullshit"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33005633 && dateTime=="10/03/18(Wed)16:40:47")

I hear he died."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33005641 && dateTime=="10/03/18(Wed)16:42:31")

Depends on the story. Vega got 8 positive yous so far without any argue fagging. Filly brothel guy in the other hand..."

if(+ && title=="" && postNumber==33005658 && dateTime=="10/03/18(Wed)16:46:05")

>Filly brothel guy in the other hand...

Blinders Off you say"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33005663 && dateTime=="10/03/18(Wed)16:47:54")

Meh, I'm not calling him something new every few week. If he wanted a real name he could have picked one otherwise he's filly brothel guy to me."

if(+ && title=="" && postNumber==33005667 && dateTime=="10/03/18(Wed)16:50:33")

Sure... "anon""

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33005696 && dateTime=="10/03/18(Wed)16:57:55")

I love Filly Brothel Guy, and Hippo was a nice, short, distinctive name, but ya. Would be nice to have a name to call him by, and a trip to trust him with. His pastebin index is “AnonymousWritefag”, but that’s too... ‘anonymous’. Help us out here, guy: be a namefag!"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33005705 && dateTime=="10/03/18(Wed)17:00:10")

He will always be the filly brothel writer for me one of my top three favorites greens in this general"

if(+ && title=="" && postNumber==33005731 && dateTime=="10/03/18(Wed)17:08:24")

I guess he prefers to be known for his stories, not for his name"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33005747 && dateTime=="10/03/18(Wed)17:13:36")

Filly brothel is sure top story here, but what are the others?"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33005783 && dateTime=="10/03/18(Wed)17:23:33")

I don't use my trip when it's not relevant to my green, there's no need."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33005788 && dateTime=="10/03/18(Wed)17:25:45")

>one of my top three favorites greens in this general
I had high hopes for the concept but wasn't really a fan of the execution. Well, it was ok until whatever that ending was supposed to be."

if(twiligh/tg/ame_night !u9y.Yl1Law && title=="" && postNumber==33006017 && dateTime=="10/03/18(Wed)18:14:17" && image=="1801369__safe_artist-colon-eggoat_artist-colon-eggoatt_moondancer_alternate+hairstyle_blushing_clothes_female_floppy+ears_glasses_mare_messy+mane_missi.png")


>Before you hang up, you almost say something stupid.
>Only on reflex, not because you're idiotic enough to believe it or think it'd be the right thing to say.
>Or maybe it would be.
>But not now.
>You've been spending too much time with Lauren and it's bringing back too many old memories and habits.
>You're an adult now. This shouldn't be happening.
"See you in a bit."
>Nice and neutral.
>"Yeah," she sighs a moment later. "See ya."
>She almost said it too.
>Or so you like to think.
>You shake your head to clear the cobwebs out of your brain.
>"So what was that about?"
"I thought you heard. You said you got this."
>"All I heard was you blathering like an idiot," Moondancer snorts. "I said I got this because I want you to leave me alone."
>Okay then.
>"But not before you tell me what she said."
>You explain, first the news then your ideas, and then Moondancer gives you this look.
>A look that says she thinks you're the dumbest piece of shit to walk on two legs or four, even though you've done absolutely nothing wrong. Nothing.
>Today at least.
>"You should have put it on speaker."
>Okaaaaaay. A little cranky.
>A thought pops into your head. A horrible, tempting, horribly tempting thought.
>If you take Moondancer to this meeting, she might turn Steffords inside out.
>Well, yes, she might, but Lauren wouldn't appreciate it.
>If she didn't want you to confront him a decade ago... yeah. That wouldn't be any better.
>"Let me know how it goes," Moondancer dismisses you with a wave of her hoof. "Now move so I can use the computer."
>You scoot aside and she shoves her chair over to take your place before you even have a chance to stand.
>You'll leave her to what she's got to do.
>You've only gotten one step before you start second guessing yourself.
>Did you clear your internet history?
>Will she clear hers?
>Are you doing the right thing?
"Um... Moondancer?""

if(twiligh/tg/ame_night !u9y.Yl1Law && title=="" && postNumber==33006033 && dateTime=="10/03/18(Wed)18:16:06" && image=="1652481__safe_artist-colon-1an1_apple+bloom_braided+ponytail_earth+pony_female_mare_older_older+apple+bloom_pony_simple+background_solo_white+backgroun.png")

"Should I take Apple Bloom with me?"
>"Why don't you ask her yourself?"
>That sounds... reasonable.
>More reasonable than arguing with her and your insides becoming your outsides.
>You fuck off, probably to Moondancer's great relief, and only slow down to grab your coat from its hook in the entryway and...
>Apple Bloom should still be at the party, right?
>You'll just slip in and - and find her climbing the steps to the patio as you walk out the front door.
>She's smiling.
>If it wasn't so nice to see her happy, you'd find it weird.
>But you're smiling too, so...
>She looks you over and that smile flickers for a moment.
>"Goin' out again?"
"Yeah. I got a call from Lauren. You know all about the road, right?"
>She nods.
"The government wants to buy some of our land to build a rest stop, so we're going to meet up with her... with Steffords... and figure out what to offer them. I... uh... want to come with me?"
>She looks at you suspiciously.
>Shit. Right. Of course Lauren was -
>"Is Lauren gonna be there?"
>Apple Bloom looks down, then back over her shoulder.
>Towards the dorms, you suppose.
>"Ah've got some letters Ah want to write."
"O... kay."
>You try not to be disappointed. Of course she wouldn't want to go with you, but you'd thought... something. You thought something.
>Hoped, at least.
"That's fine, but it reminds me.
"Your friend - um, Scootaloo - called and asked me to email her a list of all the ponies here and on the other farms. For the mail lady. Mare."
>"Oh. *Oh*. *Dang*."
>Apple Bloom frowns and snorts and twitches her ears and maybe you should just stop talking to ponies today?
>Aside from Hematite, it seems all you're doing is pissing them off."

if(twiligh/tg/ame_night !u9y.Yl1Law && title=="" && postNumber==33006052 && dateTime=="10/03/18(Wed)18:20:00" && image=="1641383__safe_artist-colon-goombot_apple+bloom_adorabloom_bow_cute_earth+pony_eyes+closed_female_filly_hair+bow_pony_prone_silly_silly+filly_silly+pony.png")

"Sorry, I'll just -"
>"Oh, Ah ain't angry at you," she mumbles, then laughs. "Ah forgot Ah told Derpy I'd get her a list next time Ah went into town, but ain't as if Ah got a clue when that'll happen. This is way better."
"Oh. Uh..."
>Thumbs up?
>"Yeah, we're cool," Apple Bloom chuckles. "Well..."
>Reality must hit, because she sighs and shakes her head.
>"Ah better get on that. Ah wonder if you could email her my letters too? That'd be much faster."
>Except someone would have to type them up, and she'd have to have a printer, and...
>Worth a shot, right?
"Maybe. I can ask when I send her the lists."
>"Nifty!" your little pony says and swishes her tail back and forth a couple times. "Ah'll get started right away!"
"And I better get down to the road. I hope I don't mess this up."
>"How could'ya?"
"What if I give up some of our most fertile land, or something that'd be good for... I don't even know."
>Apple Bloom nods too quickly, it's almost insulting if she wasn't absolutely right with what she's implying.
>"Ah guess..."
>She shakes her head again.
>"Why don't you take Maud? When it comes to rocks an' dirt ain't nobody better'n her."
"Yeah, but this is farmland."
>"Farmland's still rocks an' dirt."
>She has a point.
>And someone is better than no one.
>And Maud could probably kick Steffords to death with all four hooves tied behind her back.
>And - yeah.
"Got it."
>You give her a thumbs up and a smile and shuffle aside so you can hold the door for her.
"I'll let you know how it goes."
>You take the truck - it's nowhere near as bitterly cold as it was a few days back, but it's still some distance to Steffords' stock tank and you aren't going to walk that.
>Certainly not in the time you told Lauren you'd be there."

if(twiligh/tg/ame_night !u9y.Yl1Law && title=="" && postNumber==33006064 && dateTime=="10/03/18(Wed)18:22:11" && image=="maud likes beer.png")

>You arrive just as the party is wrapping up - or more like the guest of honor finally tuckered herself out - she's snuggled up next to Marble.
>Nothing's really broken up, though. The adults seem content enough to sit around and chat.
>Gossip, really.
>About things you try not to listen to because you've got other things going through your head right now and don't need the distraction.
>You'd rather think about what good you *could* do than what you *have* done.
>Maud is still in good spirits - and it's still unnerving.
>She's laughing with her sister over some joke and you almost feel bad about pulling her away, but Apple Bloom was right.
>Maud's the right pony for this job. The *next* right pony.
>You'd still rather have Apple Bloom.
>Maud looks up as you come up to her table and smiles.
>It makes your spine tingle.
>"Need me for something?"
"Afraid so. I've got to pick out some land for building. I could really use your help."
>"I thought we had finished the survey work for the houses."
>She had - and it had only taken her one day.
>If you had *any* less faith in her, you'd be worried about that, but since you don't know any better there's no reason not to trust her wholeheartedly.
>Not as if that's ever blown up in your face.
>This time will be better though, you know it.
>Things are different now.
>You make sure to explain it clearly this time.
>Maud nods along as you get to the end.
"It's for a rest stop and - and I have some other ideas. Things that might bring in some money."
>"Why aren't you asking Apple Bloom?"
"She suggested I get you."
>"Ah," Maud grunts.
>Do you hear... could it be... *disappointment*?
"She wanted to write some letters, Maud. Besides, she said you'd be better. No one knows rocks and dirt better than you."
>"Rocks, yes. I'm not sure about dirt."
"Good enough for survey work."
>"I suppose," Maud nods and rises to her hooves.
>"Do you want Silver Spoon too?"
>Huh... what?"

if(twiligh/tg/ame_night !u9y.Yl1Law && title=="" && postNumber==33006102 && dateTime=="10/03/18(Wed)18:27:22" && image=="1817795__safe_artist-colon-mundschenk85_maud+pie_earth+pony_female_high+res_mare_maudabetes_pony_prone_simple+background_smiling_solo_transparent+backg.png")

>She skipped a few steps of logic there and it takes you a minute to catch up to her but yeah, maybe. That'd be a good idea. Except -
"The money bit, gotcha. Silver is still hurt. I'd love to, but she needs to -"
>Oh. She's right there.
>One table over.
"- um -"
"- I figure you probably need your rest, right?"
>Looking better than you've ever seen her, even when she was taking your order at Sterling Stables.
>Before everything went from bad to worse.
>Doesn't matter that her legs and belly are wrapped in bandages now, there's something about the way she sits, the tilt of her head, the sparkle in her eyes...
"But if not..."
>She needs her rest, though. You're not going to force her.
>Hell, it'd be mean to even request it of her.
>"You drove here, right?" Silver Spoon asks. "I thought I heard your truck outside."
>You nod.
>"I'm not so sleepy anymore. I think I'll be fine as long as I don't have to walk much."
>You'd probably be more excited - or worried - if it wasn't so unbelievable.
>You almost sound as monotone as Maud.
"I mean, that should be fine. Perfect, actually!"
"Except my truck only has the two seats."
>Maud shrugs and walks over to Silver to help the other mare stand.
>"I can ride in the back," she says casually as she gets one of Silver's forelegs over her shoulders. "I don't mind. It's surprisingly comfortable."
>There's the wacky Maud you know and love.
>Describe a truck's bed as comfortable? Waaaaaacky.
>You'd offer to help with Silver, but you can't think of a good way to promise you won't nearly kill her this time and by the time you've almost managed you're standing next to the truck.
>At least you get to help her into the passenger seat."

if(twiligh/tg/ame_night !u9y.Yl1Law && title=="" && postNumber==33006129 && dateTime=="10/03/18(Wed)18:33:11" && image=="1392238__safe_artist-colon-inowiseei_silver+spoon_braid_cute_earth+pony_female_filly_floppy+ears_glasses_jewelry_looking+back_necklace_pearl+necklace_p.png")

>You're in your own before you realize that should have raised uncomfortable memories of you helping the nurse get Silver in the first time.
>Should have.
>She's smiling this time around.
>And she doesn't stop when she sees you staring.
>"It'll be nice to see more of my new home," she explains. "It reminds me of Ponyville in a way. So much farmland, I thought it stretched forever when I was a foal."
>"There's no magical forest, is there?" she giggles.
"Afraid not, though there's some woodlands to the east, off our - uh, my property."
>"Then I suppose it's not quite like Ponyville. Fewer monsters, I suppose."
>Just the three, but you don't say that.
>You keep your truck to the smoother paths, for Silver's sake, even though your first impulse was to swing past the woods or some of the other more scenic bits of your property.
>She keeps her eyes glued to the window anyway, but doesn't say anything about the landscape.
>Instead she instead asks you to tell her about your idea for raising money.
>It's hard to put your nebulous idea into words until you finally decide to just go for it.
"What's better, a rest stop oooooooooor a motel?"
>Silver snorts softly and shakes her head, still watching the land flash by.
>"You don't have the money for that."

More tomorrow."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33006162 && dateTime=="10/03/18(Wed)18:40:04")

>>"Then I suppose it's not quite like Ponyville. Fewer monsters, I suppose."
>>Just the three, but you don't say that.
You have such a way of illustrating the monsters inside us all. Who needs timberwolves or hydras when we have our own worse natures to worry about? Great story as always."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33006658 && dateTime=="10/03/18(Wed)21:06:24")

Wew, that is hilariously sad."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33006714 && dateTime=="10/03/18(Wed)21:21:11")

Thanks for the update. I'll have to give it a read after my wage-slavery is over for the day."

if(+ && title=="" && postNumber==33006745 && dateTime=="10/03/18(Wed)21:32:43")

It would be if he received payment for what he writes, beyond that is his prerogative"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33006852 && dateTime=="10/03/18(Wed)22:15:58")

"I have a prompt
>be FarmerAnon
>one of your slaves, Fluttershy, said that your horse is in heat,a bad one at that
>you don't know how, but Fluttershy can talk with animals, oddly enough
>anyway, your beloved horse needs you, if what Fluttershy told is correct
>and by that, she meant that your horse don't want a stallion, pony or horse
>she wanted ((YOU))
>enters barn, first thing you see is your slave mares trying to calm down your horse, with futile attemps
>your horse calms a bit upon seeing you enter
>"M-master, she said she's so glad to see you"fluttershy translated
>"a-and she really wants your d-d-...stallionhood,oh dear"Fluttershy covers her face in embarassment upon finished translating
Where i'm going with this,not sure..really.Maybe with Anon elbow deep inside his horse while the slave mares jealously watch,and fluttershy enthusiastically translating with detail of what the horse is saying,moans and all.
Tl:dr Anon cucks the mares with his horse"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33006989 && dateTime=="10/03/18(Wed)22:56:49")

Slavery angle is weak, beastiality focus is a bit out there, even for here. If it’s something you just need to write then I’ll read it, but this might not be your audience."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33007058 && dateTime=="10/03/18(Wed)23:18:38" && image=="3nr2oki.jpg")

Sorry buddy, i am straigth"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33007181 && dateTime=="10/04/18(Thu)00:06:41")

It's so nice to see them mellow out a bit. Anon has his darker flashes but often reminds me of your EiM anon, that's good to me, but maybe not exactly what you were shooting for. I imagine there dealing with their nabour is going to darken things, probably best AB won't be there for him to bring up what she let them do, not looking forward to if/when maud and silver learn the details."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33007259 && dateTime=="10/04/18(Thu)00:46:14")

The ending was the set up for his next story. And the ending of Hippodrome was the set up for Blinders Off. He's really doing one long story in individually named short chapters. They just end the way chapters of real life end, suddenly and unexpectedly, which isn't all that satisfying. But if it manages to hold together as a whole it will be worthwhile. Unfortunately there's no way to tell if it will or won't just yet. Filly Brothel was a great chapter, though."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33007496 && dateTime=="10/04/18(Thu)02:53:45")

I get the intention but all it accomplished was driving me away."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33007504 && dateTime=="10/04/18(Thu)02:57:02")

"I miss clear skies";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33007590 && dateTime=="10/04/18(Thu)03:50:32")

>he doesn't want to fuck a horse.
What is this generilization shit, faggot? Fuck off."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33007591 && dateTime=="10/04/18(Thu)03:51:18")

His thought process to me must be a little screwy by now. He openly acknowledges how degrading it must be to carry someone on his back, and I get that... but at the same time, he's so curious going off of Shining's reaction to it. I think Anonymous still needs work on his bedside manner a bit: he didn't say anything outright threatening but I think he's putting on more pressure on a recovering suicidal pony that is due.
>Cadance's anger spiking at Anonymous
Always like Cadance taking the piss out of Anon, especially that 'if our worries were your first concern' line, that was great because it's true: if Barnstormer's health was of real concern, there'd be no expense spared. But, I do get that Anon is at least trying here: he for whatever reason has yet to find anyone able to come out and help him out, and needs something to show Barnstormer that his work is going appreciated by somebody (specifically Megan), but I'm with Cadance in that this experiment, while endorsed by both Megan/Barnstormer, is sort of playing jeapordy with his well-being.

I'm looking forward to the rest of the riding scene, Barnstormer has me very nervous with things already off to such a bumpy start: i fear flashbacks might incur if they force the bridle on him for Megan's safety."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33007617 && dateTime=="10/04/18(Thu)04:07:18")

>i fear flashbacks might incur if they force the bridle on him for Megan's safety.
Whereas I hope for what you fear! That would be a great way to develop this character; let’s remember how he was bridled in the past, and explore why Megan doing the same thing to him now is different. There’s a rich vein of feels waiting to be mined out here!"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33007776 && dateTime=="10/04/18(Thu)07:40:07")

"The pony wears the saddle.";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33007853 && dateTime=="10/04/18(Thu)08:59:28")

I need to get caught up to current events. TGN, mind updating the pastebin? I think its missing the last several updates.

Love the story, thank you!"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33008128 && dateTime=="10/04/18(Thu)11:34:49")

Funny you should mention that."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33008542 && dateTime=="10/04/18(Thu)14:08:04")

"Corona is a good girl";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33008554 && dateTime=="10/04/18(Thu)14:12:50")

If Corona were a good girl, she would have updated last weekend. It’s practically NEXT weekend!"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33008561 && dateTime=="10/04/18(Thu)14:16:05" && image=="7088322abc1c373682d5c0d21dc4e196.png")


if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33008581 && dateTime=="10/04/18(Thu)14:23:46")

I like to believe that swf has it written but because it is so lewd he's spent all this time jacking off to it instead of posting"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33008585 && dateTime=="10/04/18(Thu)14:24:59")

A good girl does not run away from home and from the loving care of her master to wallow with other guy"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33008648 && dateTime=="10/04/18(Thu)14:47:01" && image=="1492982384610.jpg")

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33008953 && dateTime=="10/04/18(Thu)16:18:58")

>Before you hang up, you almost say something stupid.
Was it smell ya later?"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33009083 && dateTime=="10/04/18(Thu)16:50:39")

Pet luna best luna"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33009134 && dateTime=="10/04/18(Thu)17:02:49")

"Corona is a good girl and will have all of masters foals";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33009159 && dateTime=="10/04/18(Thu)17:12:39")

Corona is a bad girl who never updates. And she wastes water, too!"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33009180 && dateTime=="10/04/18(Thu)17:21:13")

I'd waste her.
One clean shot straigjt to the head"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33009190 && dateTime=="10/04/18(Thu)17:23:59")

And I bet you'd forget to put down a tarp first, so better have that mop ready.
Even in death she still wastes water."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33009243 && dateTime=="10/04/18(Thu)17:36:48")

>Gilfposts? There’s no dogs involved, but somehow I hear his oily voice here..."

if(twiligh/tg/ame_night !u9y.Yl1Law && title=="" && postNumber==33009568 && dateTime=="10/04/18(Thu)18:51:09" && image=="nihilism.jpg")

"Not happy with the bit I was going to post today. Have to think it over and post tomorrow instead.

> Anon has his darker flashes but often reminds me of your EiM anon
It's not really intentional, but it's definitely there and I decided to leave it in. Optimism and nihilism can be pretty similar at times.

Original outline for this bit was definitely in EiM territory though. Probably would have ended up going more this way if he had taken Maud and Moondancer.


if(twiligh/tg/ame_night !u9y.Yl1Law && title=="" && postNumber==33009582 && dateTime=="10/04/18(Thu)18:56:37")


Sometimes my writing process can be summed up as rewriting the outline over and over until there are no lines in all caps and the profanity is at a realistic and appropriate level.
I usually stop partway through the process with EiM,


if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33009757 && dateTime=="10/04/18(Thu)19:56:01")

>rewriting the outline over and over until there are no lines in all caps
I might have to try that. Been stuck for a while."

if(BeNice2mares && title=="" && postNumber==33010033 && dateTime=="10/04/18(Thu)21:30:02" && image=="large.png")

">Be Anon, candy connoisseur and store owner
>Open the door to find a fresh pair of mares right from the Equestrian Enrichment Association
>Signed up a year ago to help acclimatize ponies to earth life
>In reality it was just Celestia selling temporary labor to help fund her new castle expansion project
>You didn't expect them to send two, but you finally have some cheap help around the shop, so you can't complain
>A minty green mare with a grin the size of your entire face stares up at you with tail flipping everywhere in excitement.

"Heya human! I'm Lyra and this here is my best buddie in the whole world Bonbon!

>Her pale yellow companion seems much less happy about the situation. She pulls out a book and hands it to you.

"Read this please. If I'm going to do this I don't want to be miserable".

>Scanning over the cover, it's a manual titled "How to Care For Your Mare, 3rd edition".
>Flip to the introduction. The sooner we get through this the sooner we can get to work. You've got candy to sell.

"Congratulations! You have been chosen as an ambassador to help introduce the next group of ponies to Earth! Please read through this guide thoroughly to make sure the transition is as smooth as possible."

>Flip to the table of contents and skim through the various topics. You always hated tech manuals.

1.) Housing Your Mare - 1-5
2.) A Diet for a Healthy Mare - 6 - 10
3.) Protecting Your Mare - 10 - 13
4.) Common Mare Afflictions and Sicknesses 14 - 19
5.) Daily Sexual Needs Of Your Mare 20 - 25
6.) Introducing Your Mare to Huma...

>Suddenly realizing what you read, you glance back at the previous section

"Err, wait, what does this mean?"

>Bonbon sighs and turns to her friend who continues to smile like an idiot and hop between her hooves, barely able to keep her excitement in check.

"See Lyra? I told you. Humans are totally clueless."

>Greeny finally snaps, a pony shaped rocket barrelling into you"

if(BeNice2mares && title=="" && postNumber==33010037 && dateTime=="10/04/18(Thu)21:31:20" && image=="Capture.jpg")


>You're tackled to the ground with 40 lbs of colorful horse on top

"Ohmygosh I am so happy to finally meet one of you! I've watched all the documentaries read the pamphlet a hundred times! Is it true that you have opposable thumbs like minotaur?! What is the Internet? Do you really wear clothes all the time?"

>You can't help but notice an almost heavy minty smell in between attempts to breathe.
>Bonbon trots over and pushes her friend off you
>You gasp for breath while checking to make sure everything below was still intact.

"Sorry about that Mr.... Anon was it? Lyra can be a little obsessive."

>The mint tornado quickly hops to her hooves and grins stupidly again, with her tail still swishing every which way.
>Bonbon turns and gives her another glare then helps you up. You can't help notice that she is blushing.

"Anyway, you are technically the leader of our herd now, so you need to take care of... "

>Lyra bounds over again, throwing her front hooves over Bonbon's back, interrupting her

"I've heard hands feel AMAZING and that trip took forever! Can we skip right to Chapter 5? Pleeease?"

>Bonbon shuffles her hooves looking thoroughly embarrassed.
>You pick up the manual and flip to chapter 5
>Lyra jumps over again, rears up and over your left arm to peek in.
>Joining Bonbon in embarassment at the chapter title and the sudden close proximity of who you are reading it with, you continue

"To improve the happiness of your new mare, it is highly recommended that you provide daily,
(sometimes several times daily depending on the pony) sexual stimulation and release. The method you choose is entirely up to you, though coupling with your mare can only improve your relationship over time".

>Lyra glances up at you, wiggling with excitement."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33010519 && dateTime=="10/04/18(Thu)23:51:38")


if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33010531 && dateTime=="10/04/18(Thu)23:54:44")

swf is too busy playing slave horsey in his private spg role play server to update his story"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33010537 && dateTime=="10/04/18(Thu)23:56:20")

Scoops is a good boy. A GOOD BOY!!!"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33010548 && dateTime=="10/05/18(Fri)00:02:37" && image=="wow_ab_by_jumblehorse-dc1kou1.png")

HA, that was great. You definitely scratched my EiM itch a bit with that. Thanks for the insight."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33010574 && dateTime=="10/05/18(Fri)00:17:58")

I want to dominate sissy scoops and make him my little homo horsey"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33010674 && dateTime=="10/05/18(Fri)00:56:29" && image=="IMG_4638.png")

"Corona when???
also sexy horse ass"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33010871 && dateTime=="10/05/18(Fri)02:37:06")

"I want to tongue punch scoops puckered tailhole until he cums";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33010883 && dateTime=="10/05/18(Fri)02:42:11")



if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33010893 && dateTime=="10/05/18(Fri)02:46:22")

I like it"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33011276 && dateTime=="10/05/18(Fri)07:09:07")

"Do we have any slave rides Anon stories?
I just want a mare upset with Anons preformance to demonstrate how to fuck her hard in the ass."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33011709 && dateTime=="10/05/18(Fri)11:42:37")

"You would eat your slave if they asked you to, right?";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33011712 && dateTime=="10/05/18(Fri)11:46:07")

Just a nibble on the ear."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33011790 && dateTime=="10/05/18(Fri)12:13:07")

I would eat out their ass and pussy yes"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33011881 && dateTime=="10/05/18(Fri)12:50:47")

"Clear skies??? Corona??? Anyone???";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33011889 && dateTime=="10/05/18(Fri)12:52:44")

I have died, this is my ghost.
The pleasure of ficking a mare was too much."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33011936 && dateTime=="10/05/18(Fri)13:12:17")

So? Ghosts can still write, happens all the time. You don’t think politicians and celebrities actually tapity-tap on the keyboard with their very own manicured fingers, do you?! Ghostwrite for Trump, tell us about the pony slaves toiling in the basements and penthouses of his hotel chain, in chains. You know he would want to brag about putting that sort of deal together.

And spoiler the Mysteries of the Afterlife too!"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33012096 && dateTime=="10/05/18(Fri)14:07:48")

American politics are beyond me.
I am a simple Icelandian.
Deliver my lemons and leave the elf stones alone"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33012186 && dateTime=="10/05/18(Fri)14:26:18")

"I really miss corona";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33012224 && dateTime=="10/05/18(Fri)14:32:08")

Do you think Corona would drink her master's piss like a good girl?"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33012228 && dateTime=="10/05/18(Fri)14:32:34")

She's pretty broken so I'd imagine yes"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33012238 && dateTime=="10/05/18(Fri)14:33:43")

Understandable, have a nice day."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33012289 && dateTime=="10/05/18(Fri)14:44:13" && image=="IMG_4549.png")

"Corona wants her brushies!";

if(Blinders Off && title=="" && postNumber==33012375 && dateTime=="10/05/18(Fri)15:02:31")

>Be mare
>Rose has bullied you into looking at apartments with her
>Even thouigh she KNOWS you haven't decided whether or not you want to try to get out from under the network's wing
>She's already operating under the idea you two will be roommates
>You three, counting Cuddleslut
>Truth is going with her is easier than listening to her nonstop attempts to convince you to
>And this will be a big day of firsts
>First time either of you will try to negotiate the subway
>You're used to taking cars or network vans everywhere
>First time either of you will see Ponytown, or even Brooklyn for that matter
>You used to live on Staten Island, but never really saw much of it
>Really any of it, if you're being honest
>The brothel was very much a bubble
>So is life at the penthouse, but it's a much bigger bubble
>And now Rose wants to drag you into an even bigger one
>While you admire her confidance you don't share it
>You know neither of you have much in the way of street smarts
>The way you carry yourselves is different from the way the free pony crewmembers on the show do
>Which makes this trip intimidating - something you don't want to do
>But Rose is your friend, and sometimes you do things you don't want to do out of friendship
>This will also be the first time Rose leaves Cuddleslut with a foal sitter
>And you know even though she's excited she's also stressed out about it
>She gave the young free mare who showed up at the penthouse the same set of instructions three times
>And double checked that her phone's battery was fully charged"

if(Blinders Off && title=="" && postNumber==33012380 && dateTime=="10/05/18(Fri)15:03:34")

>As the two of you walk out of your building and onto the sidewalk she turns to you
>"Do you think he'll be OK with the bottle?"
"He didn't like it so much yesterday, but I'm sure he'll deal if he gets hungry enough"
>"Maybe I'm wrong. Maybe he's too young to leave with a foal sitter"
"Your call. If you want to call this off I'm fine with it"
>"No. She seemed capable. I've got her number. I'll check in if I don't hear from her"
"Well then the subway is this way"
>You did your research
>You know you have to buy a card at the machine
>You get through that without a hitch
>The turnstiles are a little more of a challenge, obviously being designed for two legs, not four
>The trick is to rear up and kind of fall forward into it
>Almost like a stallion on a mare
>You only know this because you watched another pony do it while you were trying to figure it out
>Definitely not the most dignified act, but you managed to get in
>You took the stairs carefully, because a fall on them would be bad, maybe even deadly
>You wonder if that happens
>Do ponies actually die falling down the stairs in the subway?
>But you make it to the platform for the scariest part of all
>There's nothing between the platform edge abd the tracks the trains loudly come in on
>They painted the edge yellow as a warning, but that's it
>You and Rose stick to the center of the platform until your train arrives and the doors open
>You enter the car and see an area in the rear where other ponies are standing
>Where you entered is all people, so you make your way to the pony section
>Thankfully it's not that crowded at 11AM on a Tuesday, so this only gets you a handful of dirty looks
>The ponies are mostly quiet, and none of them meet your eyes when you look at them"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33012383 && dateTime=="10/05/18(Fri)15:04:19")

That's what Corona looks like when she feels guilty and asks for a "brushing" from Master"

if(Blinders Off && title=="" && postNumber==33012384 && dateTime=="10/05/18(Fri)15:04:37")

>As the train moves from stop to stop you watch carefully
>Once it gets to Brooklyn you have to change trains at Atlantic Ave
>And it's important not to fuck that up
"Two more stops," you whisper to Rose, "then we change trains"
>By the time you get there only a handful of light colored people are left on the train
>It's mostly dark people, probably the most you've ever been around at one time
>But it seems like you and Rose are invisible to them as long as you stay out of their way
>The station where you have to change is a labyrinth of passages and staircases
>But there are signs telling you where to go
>You make it to the next scary platform without any issues, and again keep to the center until the right train arrives
>So far you're pretty proud of yourself
"I think we've got this," you say to Rose
>Standing on the platform you realize you're not entirely invisible to the people around you
>Some men steal glances at you, particularly your backsides
>And they're really not doing much to hide it
>But it's the little girls who really surprise you
>They wstare right at you, like they're drawn to you
>You don't know a thing about little girls - you've never known any
>But obviously they like ponies, or are at least fascinated by them
>The men don't bother you, but the girls freak you out a little
>It's like you're something the WANT, but in a way that doesn't appear to be sexual
>You're not going to figure that one out on a subway platform, but it's uncanny
>And it's not just you and Rose
>They seem to be like that with all the ponies they pass
>And there are a lot more ponies on this platform than there were on the last one
>A lot more very dark people, too
>They talk abong themselved with some strange accents"

if(Blinders Off && title=="" && postNumber==33012389 && dateTime=="10/05/18(Fri)15:05:59")

>One you're hearing a lot of reminds you of the singing in some music master liked
>Was it Reggae or Reggaeton?
>Reggae was the one he liked
>Which makes sense, because Ponytown is right next to a Caribbean neighbord you have to walk through to get there
>Unless you'd paid more to take a different train at the terminal
>And your card wouldn't work on that train, so it seemed like too much to figure out
>Besides, the nicer places that rent to ponies are actually on the egde of the Caribbean neighborhood
>So this trip is culturally enriching as well
>That's what you've heard about Brooklyn
>It's not just Ponytown there - it's also home to people from all over the world who decided to come to New York
>Walking through the terminal you heard people speaking languages you'd never heard before
>And dressed in a variety of strange outfits
>You are sure to enter the next train with the other ponies, and your second subway ride begins
"Next stop is us"
>"Great. Once we're out of the station I'll take over navigation with my phone"
"I'm counting on it, because I just memorized the train part"
>As you walk out of the station you notice how it's different from where you've been living in Manhattan
>The buildings aren't as tall, nor as grand
>Less glass, metal and concrete, and a lot more bricks
>The brightly painted businesses on their ground floors spillout on to the sidewalks
>All of which seem kind of beat in and a little grimy
>Old is what it is
>You're not seeing a lot of new buildings
>But it's vibrant
>Music spills out of restaurants and retail shops - including Reggae among other music that's new to you ears
>And your nostrils are assulted by a variety of smells, some disgusting, others delicious
>There's a lot more happening at street level - right on the street - than what you're used to
>Some businesses appear to be nothing more than folding tables set up on the sidewalk
>It's almost overwhelming"

if(Blinders Off && title=="" && postNumber==33012391 && dateTime=="10/05/18(Fri)15:07:02")

>Vans driving down the street honk at each other in what seems more like a greeting than annoyance
>Adding to the noisy chaos of it
>People and ponies moving at all different paces on the crowded sidewalks
>Families pushing strollers just... strolling
>People, and even a few ponies walking slowly because they're staring at their phones while they walk
>Rose has put you two in that category as she's figuring out how to get to the first apartment you're supposed to see
>Then there's everyody (and everypony) else trying to get around the slower moving ones
>The whole thing breaks down a little when a greengrocer spills out onto the sidewalk, making for one lane of flow
>On uneven cracked Brooklyn sidewalks
>Several times you just have to stop walking to let people and ponies coming from the oppisite direction pass
>A few comments from behind you lead you to think you might be doing a bit too much of this
>But with Rose constantly checking her phone it's hard to be aggressive
>Soon you're on a much less congested residential side street
>Then another one, where Rose stops and sends a text in front of a brick building like the others on the block
>Old, four stories high
>But one of the sacttered few painted in pastel colors, signifying it's a place with pony renters
>"Micah says he'll be here in five minutes," Rose says
>Which means you have five minutes to kill on a residential sidewalk in Brooklyn
>Could you live here?
>You obviously would not starve like you've heard some ponies do in Ponytown
>You could be making money - you know what you're worth - and the prices at the greengrocers you passed were cheap
>Other ponies live here, too
>Nopony you've passed on the sidewalk or even the few you've seen going in and out of the building seemed desperate
>Or miserable"

if(Blinders Off && title=="" && postNumber==33012398 && dateTime=="10/05/18(Fri)15:09:08")

>Just keeping their heads down
>Because they're not the property of wealthy men or organizations who can protect them
>They're free ponies who've done well enough to become interlopers
>In a world of not so wealthy people
>In a place where the housing stock is tight enough that a "pony 2BDR"
>Which means a one bedroom for people, with a room subdivided
>Rents for $1500 a month
>You know some of the people on the street - those who make little more than free ponies - are unlikely to have much love for you
>Though that won't stop men (or stallions) from checking out your asses
>Which already happened a couple times when Micah arrives
>A young one even said "Damn, that's sexy," like it was nothing as he walked by
>Rose blushed
>Micah is a light colored man, in a black suit, black hat, white shirt, but no tie
>His shirt collar is open and he sports a reddish beard
>If his clothes fit better you'd call him a hipster, but he's not that
>"Hello girls," he says, "Sorry to keep you waiting. Shall we go and see the apartment?"
>He pronounces the "g" on "waiting" almost like it's a "k"
>He leads you up the steps, key in hand, then holds the door open for you
>The small lobby is nicely tiled, but really could use a cleaning, polishing and repainting
>Micah leads you up the marble stairs to the second floor and opens a door labeled 2B
>It's a modest place - three rooms, really, with one subdivided for a total of just over 500 sq ft
>A little cramped for three
>But the walls are charmingly painted with brightly colored stencils
>Micah sees you staring at them"

if(Blinders Off && title=="" && postNumber==33012404 && dateTime=="10/05/18(Fri)15:10:12")

>"We used to always paint the walls white, but whenever ponies move in they change that. At first we just kept their security deposits and replainted," he says
>And continues, "But it kept happening again and again, so we just leave it now"
>"I love it," Rose gushes, "It's totally Equestrian"
>"That's what everypony says," he responds. "My daughter says it reminds her of tole painting. Her husband is an antiques dealer"
>Funny to hear a man say "everypony"
>"So we just leave it now," he continues, "because if we paint over it somepony else is eventually going to repaint it anyways"
>"It reminds me of home," Rose says whistfully
>"Isn't that what everyone does when they come here?," he asks, "Bring a little bit of the Old World to the New?"
>You never thought of Equestria as the Old World, but what he's saying seems to resonate with Rose who is nodding along as he talks
>"I know my family did," he rattles on, "Just like most of the other families here"
>"Speaking of family there would be three of us," Rose replies, "I've got a foal"
>Micah looks from Rose to you and back
>"Not every family follows tradition," he answers, "But I have a bigger place just a couple blocks away for nineteen-fifty"
>That's at the very top of the budget IF you decide to do this with Rose
>And too much for her to do responsibly on her own
>"Maybe you'd like I should show you?," he asks
>"We have a couple other appointments, but if it's close by we can take a look," Rose replies
>The next few hours pass in similar fashion"

if(Blinders Off && title=="" && postNumber==33012408 && dateTime=="10/05/18(Fri)15:11:20")

>Two other men much like Micah show you similar apartments
>Of the four you see only one had stark white walls
>And it had to be the nicest of the bunch, especially for what they were asking in rent
>After seeing the painted apartments Rose was a little put off by how plain it seemed
"What's your policy on tenants painting the walls?," you asked
>The man showing to the place rolled his eyes and said, "Technically you're not allowed to, but we know there's no way around it"
>Now you're back on the sidewalk heading for Ponytown proper
>Rose is texting Crystal, who has promised to show you around in return for lunch at an Equestrian restaurant
>Crystal is one of the cameramares from the show
>The one who has practically insinuated herself into the cast
>You're not sure, but you think she might have a little crush on Rose
>Which would be convenient
>If it's true you intend to help it along however you can
>You reach the corner where you're supposed to meet, and Crystal isn't there yet
>Rose uses the opportunity to check in with the foalsitter for the third time
>You soon spot Crystal coming toward you
>She's smiling, but shaking her head
>"Hey, you two," she says, "I'll bet you got some looks in the subway and on the street"
"We did. What are we doing wrong?"
>"First off," Crystal begins, "you're a bit over coiffed. You look like you should be getting out of a black car"
>"Thanks again. I gotta go," Rose says into her phone
>"But THAT," Crystal gestures to your collar, "has GOT to come off""

if(Blinders Off && title=="" && postNumber==33012412 && dateTime=="10/05/18(Fri)15:12:23")

"My collar?"
>"The two of you walking around like that," Crystal says dismissively, "Makes it look like Rose owns you"
>Rose smiles, "Really?"
>"Really," Crystal answers, "and ponies owning other ponies is a very unpopular idea around here"
>That might explain some of the catcalls and funny looks you've gotten
>And Micah saying you weren't traditional might have meant a lot more than just thinking you were lesbians
>You don't want to take off the collar master got for you
>But you realize you have to, so you do
>"That's better, "Crystal saya, "Now let me show you around Ponytown"


if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33012421 && dateTime=="10/05/18(Fri)15:14:32")

Fuck you"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33012468 && dateTime=="10/05/18(Fri)15:31:32")

"You wake up and you see your mare laying between your legs, the blanket pulled aside, and her eyes glued to your stiff dick. You catch her just as she's about to give it a good lick.

What do?"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33012470 && dateTime=="10/05/18(Fri)15:32:13")

Let her"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33012500 && dateTime=="10/05/18(Fri)15:40:17")

">>33012096 #
I’m Canadian, and I suspect American politics are beyond everyone, even the Americans. Write green about a boatload of fugitive slaves washing up on Iceland. Are they refugees to be sheltered, horses to be forbidden entry to Iceland, abandoned property to be claimed, or criminals to be extradited back to the rouge superpower? Would the elves finally reveal themselves to fellow magical beings? Could the issue finally put the Pirate Party over the top? Icelandic history and politics could make a more interesting, and far more charming, a story than the shitshow they’ve got down south!

Sorry for interrupting, Blinders. Love you’re work!"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33012508 && dateTime=="10/05/18(Fri)15:42:56")

Unrelated, but a story featuring a non-American perspective on these would be fascinating. I miss the various historical-pone stories that were coming out for a while, or the French Vinyl."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33012536 && dateTime=="10/05/18(Fri)15:50:02")

Now understand why he died"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33012588 && dateTime=="10/05/18(Fri)16:02:06")

The only way to redeem yourself is if you kill off bronco jr."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33012695 && dateTime=="10/05/18(Fri)16:23:13")

And the only way to redeem yourself is by being reborn as a slave pony"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33012705 && dateTime=="10/05/18(Fri)16:25:36")

We would literally and no joke sink the boat before it made landing.
Horses only leave here, never enter."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33012707 && dateTime=="10/05/18(Fri)16:26:01" && image=="images.jpg")

but I am an abstract object without gender that does not need to sleep!"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33012709 && dateTime=="10/05/18(Fri)16:26:44")

"When the literal fuck is somewritefag going to show up?";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33012812 && dateTime=="10/05/18(Fri)16:55:25")

"When the literal fuck is aspiringwritefag going to show up?";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33012814 && dateTime=="10/05/18(Fri)16:56:39")

"When the literal fuck is fanganon going to show up?";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33012818 && dateTime=="10/05/18(Fri)16:58:23")

"When the literal fuck is ephemeral going to show up?";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33012822 && dateTime=="10/05/18(Fri)16:59:40")

"When the literal fuck is fireking going to show up?";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33012830 && dateTime=="10/05/18(Fri)17:00:40")

"when the literal fuck is landscape going to show up?";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33012839 && dateTime=="10/05/18(Fri)17:02:33")

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33012863 && dateTime=="10/05/18(Fri)17:07:50")

If hippodrome trash is all we're getting this weekend I'm going to throw myself off a bridge"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33012876 && dateTime=="10/05/18(Fri)17:11:03")

Do it, do it do it do it do it do it!"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33012907 && dateTime=="10/05/18(Fri)17:20:44")

>Anon on the way back from work
>Finds something near the trashcans in the alley
>Holly shit its a filly
>A cold, wet, hungry and dirty one at that
>Now wanting to look a found horse in the mouth, he takes her with him
>After obligatory bath scene and some talking, he decides to adopt her
>Next day after a bit of paperwork, little filly becomes his in the full extend of the law
>From that point onwards, they lived happily ever after in loving father-daughter relationship, with many headpats along the way
>The End
Here you go, now you have to suffer with the rest of us."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33012928 && dateTime=="10/05/18(Fri)17:26:23")

Fireking is dead Jim"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33013218 && dateTime=="10/05/18(Fri)18:46:16")

>"Isn't that what everyone does when they come here?," he asks, "Bring a little bit of the Old World to the New?"
Each of your chapters seems to have its own theme, and I suspect we’ll see much more of this idea soon. How much of Equestria, and how much of Mares ‘perfect slave’ ethos, will end up in Cuddleslut? Not seeing how Mare could ever escape bondage to the network or her previous organization even if she wanted to, but things happen. Anyway great story!

>It's a modest place - three rooms, really, with one subdivided for a total of just over 500 sq ft
TFW I live in the basement of a 550’ 1940s bungalow, minus the large utility room! You don’t really need much space to live; those ponies should save their money for other things."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33013345 && dateTime=="10/05/18(Fri)19:20:25")

>Mare slowly gaining her freedom
Yeah, I was expecting because the title, I guess I can skip this arc because the endgame is really easy to predict"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33013382 && dateTime=="10/05/18(Fri)19:30:42")

>>So this trip is culturally enriching as well
>>That's what you've heard about Brooklyn
Please, have a human take pity on them so they can get something withing their budget in a non-subhuman infested neighborhood.
This has "incoming violent drama" written all over it."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33013408 && dateTime=="10/05/18(Fri)19:40:19")

Equestria already got culturally enriched during the ‘Magic and Technology Expo’ in Canterlot, presumably by American establishment types with access to reliable miniature nuclear weapons. The subhumans don’t have any monopoly on betrayal and violence in this story."

if(Blinders Off && title=="" && postNumber==33014035 && dateTime=="10/05/18(Fri)22:26:38")

I've lived most of my adult life is spaces about that size. But two adults and a child in 500 sq ft is practically old school tenement living.
There's no reason to think that's really an option yet, or that she would choose it if it were. But yes, her blinders are coming off with regard to the larger world around her, or at least some of it.
In this world ponies are literally subhuman. So be careful how you throw that term around."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33014038 && dateTime=="10/05/18(Fri)22:27:24")

Fuck you"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33014040 && dateTime=="10/05/18(Fri)22:29:07")

Who hurt you?"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33014144 && dateTime=="10/05/18(Fri)22:59:51")

inb4 Mare get raped and enjoy it because her sub fetish"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33014205 && dateTime=="10/05/18(Fri)23:14:33")

In Brooklyn or by John?"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33014216 && dateTime=="10/05/18(Fri)23:15:50")

I think is the opposite, probably never in his life has known what it is to really live so he/whatever vent his anger with himself with people who are not interested in their problems, in reality his insults are a cry for help because he/whatever is desperate and scared, does not deserve our contempt, just our mercy"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33014223 && dateTime=="10/05/18(Fri)23:18:47")


if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33014230 && dateTime=="10/05/18(Fri)23:19:49")

Everyone in ponytown. She is a "slave" mare with a very good life that choose to live in a poor house instead, she need to choose to be a free pony and have difficult with her new life or stay in her comfy bubble, give her opinion when she want in the show without any problem.

Tl;dr she need to choose the path of her deceased master without the murdershow quota or just get the emancipation and win literally nothing"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33014231 && dateTime=="10/05/18(Fri)23:19:50")

Nice to try to saying but hard to you understand."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33014235 && dateTime=="10/05/18(Fri)23:21:02")

I liked it. Get over it."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33014267 && dateTime=="10/05/18(Fri)23:33:09")

Get help"

if(ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ !tr.t4dJfuU && title=="" && postNumber==33014291 && dateTime=="10/05/18(Fri)23:41:45")

I hope that Silverspoon has no problems, between her and Maud could prevent Anon from giving away the piece of land that the government requires, if they are able to even lease a part so that the construction companies do their work nearby and pay them for the place.

Good story, short but interesting

Enjoy reading the narrative elements, the secondary characters and the way both ponies reacted to being in a new place, Mare who refuses to abandon the comfort of slavery and Rose who seems determined to give Bronquito Jr a true home outside from the network, the beardboss and the VP soulless bastard, you really did a good job of describing the place and taking us there, you are one of the few who manage the element of free ponies coexisting with humans in a community, and you did it very well.

Now we need to see what happens with the program and if mare gets a new master or something worse

Good job for both"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33014297 && dateTime=="10/05/18(Fri)23:42:54")

Seems like someone who would be hurt reading it needs more help."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33014305 && dateTime=="10/05/18(Fri)23:47:58")

Fuck you too for supporting this garbage"

if(Blinders Off && title=="" && postNumber==33014337 && dateTime=="10/06/18(Sat)00:00:31")


if(ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ !tr.t4dJfuU && title=="" && postNumber==33014363 && dateTime=="10/06/18(Sat)00:07:03")

Do what you want and that will be the only law fella"

if(Blinders Off && title=="" && postNumber==33014367 && dateTime=="10/06/18(Sat)00:10:14")

Thank you Mr Crowley. But I take much more solace in Monsieur Camus."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33014372 && dateTime=="10/06/18(Sat)00:12:00")

if(ChooseYourOwnSlaveventure !F9CBa509ak && title=="" && postNumber==33014382 && dateTime=="10/06/18(Sat)00:15:46")


> Megan is blind to the implication.
> Oh, she might understand - abstractly - that it doesn't feel good to be tied up.
> But she doesn't associate the bridle with that.
> She's only seen it used with friends.
> Never with lines of ponies - hobbled with chains, bridled, and linked one to the next.
> To keep them from even thinking of turning aside.
> Leaning in, you drop your voice to a whisper.
"Barnstormer, if this is too much..."
> "N-No. Just - please. Slowly."
> That last bit is as much to Megan; you look aside to make sure she's got the message.
"I got it, Miss Cadance. Slowly."
> She holds the bridle up to his nose, then his cheek; Barnstormer regards the tangled mass of metal and cloth cautiously and you raise an eyebrow.
"What are you doing, Megan?"
> "Something I saw on Youtube. They said it was, um, for 'haltering', you had to get them used to it first-"
"Oh, sweetheart."
> You can't help a slightly bitter smile coming to your lips.
"That's not why he doesn't like it. I'm sure it's plenty safe for him, but it's just... hard for us, sometimes."
> "I'm sorry..."
> Her hand falls down, bridle jingling where it falls to the floor.
> "I thought it might help a little bit-"
"You didn't do wrong, Megan, and Barnstormer might still want to try it. Will you?"
> "Y-Yes. I'll try it."
> "Yes!"
> Megan jumps and almost does a little clap, nearly forgetting she still holds the bridle in one hand.
> "Just say if it's scaring you, okay Barnstormer?"
> "I-I will."
> He doesn't, though you can clearly see the nervousness and fear filling every inch of him.
> Eventually Megan slips it on over his head - tightening the straps, adjusting the buckles to accommodate his smaller skull.
> "This isn't too tight, is it?"
> "No, Miss Megan... but, um..."
> Barnstormer shuffles in place, eyes sweeping back and forth as he struggles for the words.
> That internal fight is a hard one for him.
> In the moment she turns away, Barnstormer seems to sink into himself:"

if(ChooseYourOwnSlaveventure !F9CBa509ak && title=="" && postNumber==33014385 && dateTime=="10/06/18(Sat)00:16:48")


> His eyes squeeze shut, and he wordlessly mouths something to himself - some repeated mantra, you think, although you aren't certain of the exact words.
"Maybe it would be best if we didn't-"
> "N-No. I'll - I'll be okay. Could we skip the bit this time, though? Maybe?"
> You hear the unspoken 'please' in his voice and dearly hope Megan does too.
> Fortunately, she does.
> "That's fine, Barnstormer. Just, walk slowly now, okay?"
> "Yes, I will!"
> The relief is so complete that he doesn't even bother hiding how obvious it is.
> "Okay. In that case, um... I'll just leave this here-"
> The bit falls, left hanging at the side of his head.
"I think that looks good. Megan, why don't you let me lift you up onto his back?"
> A quick glances shot at Barnstormer gives the silent command to remain still as you light your horn.
> Ironically, it is Megan who actually stays too still:
> Rigid and stuff until you finally settle her atop the stallion's back.
> Barnstormer wavers as her weight settles on him, shifting a back and forth on his hooves but not wavering too much.
> There a few problem is encountered:
> With Shining Armor, the stirrups for Megan’s legs had fit cleanly on his sides.
> Not so here; Barnstormer shifted awkwardly as their weight settled over his wings.
> Immediately he began the awkward side-shifting dance of a pegasus terribly nervous about having his wings pinned.
> Quickly you lift her legs back up with your magic.
“Don’t let them sit over his wings, Megan. It’s not comfortable for him at all.”
> “Oh. Sorry, Barnstormer!”
> “It’s okay, Miss Megan.”
> “But, um, where do I put my feet then?”
> Some experimentation proves that moving the stirrups forward - in front of his wings - only determines that left there, they rub awkwardly on the wing-root.
> In the end, you ask Barnstormer to stand with his wings fully spread as Megan settles her legs on his sides.
> Only then do you have him let them back down - over her legs."

if(ChooseYourOwnSlaveventure !F9CBa509ak && title=="" && postNumber==33014388 && dateTime=="10/06/18(Sat)00:17:50")


> Megan doesn't seem to mind.
> Actually, she giggles and hugs his neck.
> "Is this good? It feels like you're hugging my legs."
> "I - I don't know, Miss Megan. It feels better, but still a little strange. They feel kind of like really light saddlebags."
> He twists his head to look back at her; in that moment some understanding passes between them:
> That they were both nervous, but by admitting that to each other could both face their own troubles.
"Just don't got too fast. That way, you can learn early if there's something wrong."
> "O-oof. Yeah, I don't think I'll be going too fast for now. This - this is going to take some getting used to."
"I'm not surprised."
> Megan reaches forward to ruffle the stallion's mane before grabbing the reins.
> "Okay, let's get ready to do this..."
> Her heels nudge his sides, but Barnstormer only gives her a curious look.
> Megan flushes beneath her helmet.
> "...that means 'walk'. Um, sorry."
> "You could always just say."
> "Okay, um, walk?"
> His first steps are nervous, shaky, as if he fears dropping the girl from his back and incurring some furious punishment at the hands of her father.
> When that doesn't come, however, he picks up to a more normal walking pace; on his back, Megan relaxes too when she realizes he'll be able to take her weight.
> Outside waits the final test:
> Anonymous still rests with folded arms against the side of the building.
> Barnstormer emerges first with Megan; you follow close behind in case he falters.
> But he does not, only looking up at his owner for reassurance
> Anonymous studies the two for a few moments - walking in a slow circle around the girl and stallion, occasionally tugging on a strap or testing the fit of her helmet.
> Eventually, however, he nods his satisfaction and pats the stallion on his rump.
> “Cadance, keep a close eye on him. I’m a little iffy on that extra blanket, but it looks good.”
"Yes, Master.""

if(ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ !tr.t4dJfuU && title=="" && postNumber==33014390 && dateTime=="10/06/18(Sat)00:18:08")

Camus, Sartre, Socrates or the old man who uses an antenna in his head that lived on my street, the best philosophy is that you like it the most"

if(ChooseYourOwnSlaveventure !F9CBa509ak && title=="" && postNumber==33014391 && dateTime=="10/06/18(Sat)00:18:59")


> "And Megan... go easy on him. This is still new for him, remember."
> "Yes, Daddy."
> You can hear a touch of that petulant, annoyed tone in her voice - but only a touch.
> And then she nudges his sides with her heels again, calling out:
> "Let's go, Barnstormer!"
> Trotting off close behind, you keep a wary eye on the pair.
> Fortunately, Megan seems to have a good grasp on things - soon finding the most comfortable position to ride in.
> She is also keeping well away from the more hazardous fields she'd once shot through on Shining Armor, instead keeping to the well-worn paths.
> A few ponies look up from their work, heads tilting questioningly at the strange sight.
> But nopony seems to argue.
> Confusion is far more evident than anger.
> Perhaps in part because Megan is clearly leaving some things up to Barnstormer; every couple minutes she would lean forwards and whisper something into his ear, earning an affirmative nod or negative shake from him.
> Quickly you come to understand:
> She was checking in with him, finding out what worked and what did not.
> A smile graces your lips - why had you worried?
> She was clearly deeply caring for him, and-
> Megan nudges his sides again; if not for the fact that she had to lean forward and whisper an explanation of what that meant, you might have been taken off-guard.
> As is, you join them in picking up a faster trot.
> Barnstormer's sides are starting to pump, his nostrils flaring as he is forced to take in more air to compensate for the heavier load on his back.
> But still he doesn't stop.
> If anything you can see him growing more excited:
> Testosterone starting to flow, the high of a good run starting to rise.
> His wings twitch against his sides; if not for the firm admonishment not to fly, Barnstormer would surely have launched himself for into the sky by now.
> That he has not is surely a point in his favor."

if(ChooseYourOwnSlaveventure !F9CBa509ak && title=="" && postNumber==33014396 && dateTime=="10/06/18(Sat)00:20:01")


> By the time Megan pulls him to a stop, his sides are well and lathered with sweat.
> "Do you feel like going on, Barnstormer?"
> "If - if it's all the same - the same with you, Miss Megan, I think I could use a rest."
> "It's fine!"
> Leaning forward, she wraps both her arms around his neck - earning a nervous shying back from him before he settles again.
> "Let me just get off-"
> Of course, once they had stopped you'd let your guard down.
> Too late to light your horn again and catch Megan as she stands in the saddle, swings one leg over, and tumbles to the ground.
> "I'm okay! I'm fine!"
> She actually giggles as Barnstormer leans his head down to deliver a questioning nuzzle.
> Pushing herself back upright, Megan hugs him again.
> "C'mon. Let's go get some water."
> Much like Shining Armor, Barnstormer doesn't seem to care that the wash-down he receives comes from a hose.
> Instead he simply collapses on the warm tarmac and relishes the frigid water running down his coat - slumping down onto his belly in relief.
> "Ooooh, my hooves ache..."
> "Oh no! Are they hurt? I forgot to check for anything before I got on-"
> Nickering gently, he lifts his head to nuzzle Megan.
> "No, it's fine. I'm just not used to doing all that walking with a heavy load. Mostly it's my wings that are tired at the end of the day."
> Chuckling softly, you settle down prone yourself and smile at the two.
"A bit of exercise between will help with that, in time."
> "I know..."
> Pausing, Barnstormer looks up to Megan and tilts his head.
> "I-If it's okay, can you take the bridle off please?"
> She does it without hesitation, and he gives a little whinnying sigh of relief.
> That comes to an abrupt halt as Megan throws her arms around him in spite of his sopping wet coat.
> In fairness to her, amid the summer heat it must have felt delightful too.
> "Thank you, Barnstormer...""

if(ChooseYourOwnSlaveventure !F9CBa509ak && title=="" && postNumber==33014398 && dateTime=="10/06/18(Sat)00:21:02")


> His wing extends to circle her, clearly unexpected to and unprepared for this degree of affection and thanks.
> "Y-You're welcome..."
> "Was it what you wanted?"
> "I... I'm not sure yet. It was different. Strange. Maybe yes. I'll have to think about it."
> The notion of serving - of being ridden by a captor - is still eating at him, you can tell.
> But there's also something growing in his eyes, something expectant and hopeful.
> Megan sees that much too, and nods with a fierce expression.
> "You're going to get stronger. Then we can do this even more, and then you'll see!"

"So, what did you do with him in the end?"
> "Sent him back to his quarters for the night. There is a guard watching from a distance, but I don't think Barnstormer will be any trouble."
"He's changed his mind, then? Bonded with her already?"
> You throw yourself back on the bed, tucking one arm behind your head to keep it propped up.
> Cadance follows, standing beside the bed with a pondering expression.
> "More that he's got a lot on his mind. I think he's still feeling out how it means to relate to someone like that."
"Thinking is good, though. Keeps his mind off the despair."
> "Exactly why I don't think he will be a risk to himself or others. I still put the guard there anyhow, though."
"Covering your bases is good."
> You pat the bed beside you.
> She accepts the invitation, sprawling out but keeping a fair distance from you.
"There's something else I need to talk to you about regarding Barnstormer, actually. I've been thinking - if this thing with Megan works out, I might transfer him to be fully under her authority."
> "Fully?"
"Yes. He'd become her responsibility entirely - with reasonable oversight. He'd still put in his work hours, but it'd go through her instead. And then, if she wants some time with him, that'd be her prerogative as well."
> Cadance cocks her head slightly, one ear tilting down.
> "I understand why, Anonymous, but why do you ask me about this?""

if(ChooseYourOwnSlaveventure !F9CBa509ak && title=="" && postNumber==33014403 && dateTime=="10/06/18(Sat)00:23:25")


"Because when I mean it would be handing him over to Megan entirely, I mean entirely. Everything would be through her... including rewards, or punishments."
> "Oh."
> Her voice had grown unexpectedly small, and you nod as understanding settles.
"Now, there'd still be some reasonable oversight. I wouldn't let her do anything insane. But, I did give you responsibility for all the ponies here. I don't want to pull that from you without a talk first."
> Cadance's eyes fall, her hoof tracing lightly on the bed's surface.
> "I... appreciate that. Very much."
"At some point she's going to have to learn to manage ponies, and Barnstormer is a pony she cares about."
> "Flurry Heart is a pony."
> That is dismissed with a shake of your head.
"She's also a foal. And... well, you know her past."
> A prickle runs through Cadance's coat, down her back to the base of her tail.
> "I could never forget."
"She'll need practice with adults too. But I've also been thinking about what you said about gambling with Barnstormer's future too. If you want me to wait for a different pony, one who isn't in such a fragile place..."

Despite this being told from Anon's perspective, it's Cadance's reaction that you get control of over here. What does she say about this? Agree to it, entrusting Megan with what Anonymous has trusted her with? Or is this too much a gamble, just after she had scolded Anonymous for doing the same?"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33014456 && dateTime=="10/06/18(Sat)00:42:54")

Give Megan and Barnstormer more of a chance to bond, then we can consider agreeing to let Anon "give" Barnstormer to Megan. He still needs time to heal."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33014547 && dateTime=="10/06/18(Sat)01:17:34")

>Withdraw our responsibility and protection from Barnstormer?
Yes, after discussing it with him.

Our master plan is basically to wait for Anon to die and hope Megan decides to free us out of principle. It’s not that great a plan, but it’s the best we’ve come up with. It’s major advantage is it doesn’t require us to take any risks that we wouldn’t be running anyway. Still, we owe it to our lost crown to at least do something to estimate its chance of success and try and nudge Megan in the direction we want her to go. There will not be a better chance than this one. It would not loom right for us to agree with Anon here in his very bed and spring it on Barnstormer later; he must have at least the appearance of consent. We can say we will encourage him to agree, and that he probably will. This asking him, giving him some agency over his future however tenuous, will be a very welcome precedent!

>hobbled with chains, bridled, and linked one to the next to keep them from even thinking of turning aside.
Have we ever seen a coffel like that ourselves, with the pony-catchers or Foremost ELT transport? Or was this something that happened in Equestria, marching fresh caught slaves to the portal? A moving image, anyway.

>”Could we skip the bit this time, though? Maybe?"
Can’t wait for him to say “I’m ready for it, now. I trust you”. Or for him to trust her enough to share his history and true feelings. That will be a tearjerker moment!

>Only then do you have him let them back down - over her legs.
So: no wingbinder after all. It seems flying with her is inevitable at some point. What if she wants to actually go somewhere, beyond the fence? Would the FFA want her (or him) to have a pilots license?! All sorts of potential issues."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33014621 && dateTime=="10/06/18(Sat)01:54:52")

I hope barnstormer kills himself just to fuck you and everyone else up"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33014703 && dateTime=="10/06/18(Sat)02:27:56")

I think that’s still on the table. Unlikely, but Slaveventure is not afraid to have bad things happen in his story, and there’s lots of places to go from there. It’s something I would seriously consider if I was enslaved, surprised it’s not epidemic throughout the industry."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33014725 && dateTime=="10/06/18(Sat)02:39:53")

I want to see how damaged Megan would be after. Can't punish a slave if he's dead ya know... who would anon take his aggression and anger out on for hurting his precious child? Corona 2.0?"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33014771 && dateTime=="10/06/18(Sat)02:55:26")

Well, that’s just the thing: suicide is the ultimate escape. Friends and family can help prevent it, as can pervasive surveillance and collective punishment, but none of that applies to Barnstormer. I suppose any blame would fall on the watchponies Cadance set on him, but punishing them would not satisfy anyone."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33014777 && dateTime=="10/06/18(Sat)02:57:03")

>making the suicidal pony give pony rides
the beatings will continue until moral increases"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33014788 && dateTime=="10/06/18(Sat)03:01:24")

Ya, it’s pretty ‘out there’ as a therapy, but they have reasons for trying it. So far so good."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33014910 && dateTime=="10/06/18(Sat)03:40:47")

"Slaventure isn't an actual cyoa change my mind";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33014975 && dateTime=="10/06/18(Sat)04:00:12")

There’s really only two people on this general: you, and me pretending to be everyone else. Change my mind."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33015003 && dateTime=="10/06/18(Sat)04:10:53")

>change my mind
I'd rather read and participate."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33015154 && dateTime=="10/06/18(Sat)05:14:15")

I'M the one pretending to be everyone else. I'm also Vega, Mirta, Aspiring AND Filly Brothel Guy.

Check, your move."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33015155 && dateTime=="10/06/18(Sat)05:15:17")

I think Barnstormer just found a new passion in life. Suicide would be pretty unlikely as I think he's going to love being a "saddle rat". And besides it's that other guy who has the main characters flop over dead suddenly. And idiotically move out of nice apartments into roach hotels on a whim."

if(Mirta && title=="" && postNumber==33015716 && dateTime=="10/06/18(Sat)10:33:35")


Chapter 5

>The human, who was forbidden from using his name, sat on a stool in front of the medical tent.
>A handful of concerned ponies milled about in front of him.
>They did not bother him; they knew that they weren't allowed in since the princess was undergoing emergency surgery.
>The ponies were something he paid next to no attention to, anyways.
>It'd taken him a good thirty seconds to notice that one of them had brought him a sunshade.
>He'd been too busy thinking of how the soil greedily drank her blood.
>How it spurted out of a gaping hole in her chest.
>And how a grim satisfaction spread inside him as he watched his tormentor bleed out.

>But she'd had him stroke her mane.
>She'd let him have first pick of what to eat.
>She'd bought him new shoes.
>She'd given him ice cream.
>Was she truly bent on evil?
>Or could it be she regretted what she'd done and was trying to make up?
>He would not believe that.
>Not yet.
>No, she was testing him.
>Testing if he would overstep his boundaries.
>There was no telling what she'd do if he did.
>Maybe she'd have him dream of being locked in a cellar full of spiders again.
>Maybe she'd whack him all over with those steel shoes of hers.
>Or maybe she'd come up with some other form of torment."

if(Mirta && title=="" && postNumber==33015721 && dateTime=="10/06/18(Sat)10:34:37")

>His gaze wandered upwards, over the tops of the rows of tents in front of him, and found the shimmering surface of the Rift.
>It was so close, yet so far.
>The camp commander ordered a large exclusion zone around it immediately after the incident.
>But he doubted the ponies would stop him if he were to run for it.
>On the other side, he would be free.
>For a while, at least.
>No-one would be waiting for him, and he wasn't sure if walking long distances was something he could do in his current state.
>The chances were he'd either wake up in a hospital alone after some passerby noticed him, that he'd wake up in a hospital with Daybreaker like the previous time, or that he wouldn't wake up at all.
>It was too much of a gamble.
>And even if his escape was successful, Daybreaker could track him down.
>She could find the president again and threaten him to do whatever she wanted.

>A sudden shout from the tent behind him drew the human back to the present.
>”Give me- What? But that's...”
>The hushed, calm voices were suddenly raised and confused.
>”Is that a good thing or a bad thing?”
>”I- I have no idea! I've never seen anything like it before.”
>Something metallic clinked on the ground."

if(Mirta && title=="" && postNumber==33015726 && dateTime=="10/06/18(Sat)10:35:39")

>The human who was forbidden from using his name felt his heart racing as a tingling sensation spread to three of his limbs.
>His right arm remained numb.
>He'd had the impression that the princess would survive.
>But now?
>His stomach lurched.
>A part of him wanted to see her gone.
>It wanted retribution for she'd done to him.
>For the endless beatings and nightmares about them.
>But another part of him argued that she wasn't beyond salvation.
>That she would somehow revert back to that dark blue mare she was when he first saw her, all the way back in that dark stony cell.
>Death was too cruel, too permanent, even for someone like her.
>Death meant there would be no more trying out new recipes, no more bad jokes to be told, and no more watching sunset by the seashore.
>And no chance at redemption.
>He knew very little of the princess' past, but he did know that she deserved a second chance.
>Everyone deserved a second chance.
>But now it sounded like she wouldn't get one."

if(Mirta && title=="" && postNumber==33015731 && dateTime=="10/06/18(Sat)10:37:04")

>”What are you all standing around here for? Princess Celestia will be here any minute now! Get back to your stations or patrols or drills or whatever you were assigned to!”
>A male voice, hoarse from too much yelling, cried out from somewhere behind a nearby tent.
>The nameless human knew that kind of voice all too well.
>It summoned vivid memories of basic training.
>The handful of ponies milling about near the medical tent all looked at the direction it came from.
>”Granite Grain, you're supposed to be helping the chefs in the mess tent! Princess Luna may not be doing too well but that doesn't mean the rest of us don't have to eat!”
>A dull gray unicorn stallion, with fancy insignias on the shoulders of his uniform, trotted into the human's field of vision.
>”And Slipstream, you should be enforcing the exclusion zone! Do you think we saw the last of that massive tentacle thing? Because you have a duty, and that duty is to make sure no other ponies will be harmed by it!”
>The officer came to a stop near the group of ponies and made jabbing motions at one of them.
>”Now move! You all have orders to carry out!”
>The ponies in the group remained still and looked very confused for a second, but as the officer kept glaring at them, they dispersed as each of them headed off."

if(Mirta && title=="" && postNumber==33015738 && dateTime=="10/06/18(Sat)10:38:07")

>The officer let his mask of practiced toughness fall from his face as soon as the other ponies were out of sight.
>His posture slumped, his gaze fell to his hooves and he let out a sigh.
>Then he shook his head, spun around in place, and trotted to the human.
>”How is it?”
>He sounded both tired and like he had a sore throat.
>”Captain Spear? Is that you out there?”
>A twinge of annoyance flashed inside the human as a voice from inside the tent interrupted him.
>But he was used of being on the bottom rung of hierarchy.
>”Yes, it's Silver Spear. Princess Celestia will be here soon, I came to ask whether I can let her in there or not.”
>They were the same thing, as far as he knew.
>He would have preferred to stay away from her.
>But he had little choice in the matter.
>”Well, I... suppose you can bring her here? We're not sure what just happened, but I don't think her presence will make any difference.”"

if(Mirta && title=="" && postNumber==33015741 && dateTime=="10/06/18(Sat)10:39:08")


>”Silver Spear said you were in the in-between with her. Tell me what happened.”
>Daybreaker sat on the ground next to the bed her sister lied in, and the human with a forbidden name stood behind her.
>What used to be a gaping wound in Nightmare Moon's chest was now a blob of pure darkness.
“She asked me to get the attention of whatever is in there. So I started arguing with it when it offered power.”
>Even the flames on Daybreaker's mane did nothing to light up the spot of black.
>It was like the void between stars in the night sky: no matter how much light you shone at it, it never got any less dark.
“It said it could make me strong enough to overthrow you, but...”
>Should he tell her?
>That he found the idea so tempting he very nearly agreed?
>That he was filled with satisfaction as he imagined the siblings, all bruised and bloody, lying in front of him?
“...I knew it would have led to the downfall of this world. Possibly mine as well.”
>Perhaps it would be best to not tell her of how even thinking of that in front of Nightmare Moon's barely breathing form made discomfort sprout inside him.
“It didn't like that. Something enormous stirred in the mists around me immediately after. I had to run for my life, and only noticed her when she stumbled out behind me.”"

if(Mirta && title=="" && postNumber==33015747 && dateTime=="10/06/18(Sat)10:40:12")

>”She wasn't hurt then?”
>He shook his head, despite Daybreaker's gaze being set on her sister's chest which rose and fell slightly in a steady rhythm.
“No. That happened after the second attempt.”
>His hand wormed its way into his pocket and produced an embroidered silken pouch out of it.
“She didn't explain why, but she gave me this and told me to take it near the Rift. She and the rest of the camp waited.”
>He stuck his hand out towards Daybreaker, with the pouch resting on an open palm.
>She glanced at him, then at the pouch, before looking back at her sister.
>Then she slowly craned her head until her eyes fixed on the bag again.
>”That's... Why did she gi- oh. The Elements, of course. That's why it attacked her. It sensed their connection to us.”
“What do you mean?”
>He voiced the question before he could stop himself.
>It was not his place to ask.
>No matter how curious he was.
>He'd heard Twilight talk of the Elements, and it'd given him the impression that they were extremely powerful artifacts.
>But that was all he knew.
>”Luna and I used to wield the Elements, before Twilight and her friends became their embodiments. It ended when-”
>Daybreaker was completely frozen in place.
>The human wasn't sure if he should say something or not.
>He opted to keep his mouth shut.
>”It ended when an incident left them unusable.”
>Maybe Twilight could shine a light on the Elements and the Sisters.
>He'd have to ask her about it."

if(Mirta && title=="" && postNumber==33015751 && dateTime=="10/06/18(Sat)10:41:15")

>”But that does not matter right now.”
>She made a shooing motion with a hoof.
>”Leave us for a while. Go eat, or do whatever you wish. I don't care.”
>He stared at her with his lips cracked open for a second.
>Her voice was different.
>It was warm and caring instead of dry and harsh.
>In addition, her eyes were round instead of flame-shaped, and had a hint of pink to them.
>But her mane was still made of fire.
“Yes, Princess.”
>He bowed his head and turned towards the tent's flap.
>”Bring me something to eat when you come back. Bring the captain with you as well.”
>He glanced at the two alicorns just before slipping out of the tent.
>Daybreaker had her forehead on her sister's cheek.
>No matter how they treated him, they still loved each other.
>They'd soften their stance on him as well.
>Anger and rage diluted over time.
>They'd forgive him, eventually.
>Then he'd get to go home.
>He pushed the flap out of his way and stepped outside.
>A little colt, which he knew only he could see, was waiting for him."

if(Mirta && title=="" && postNumber==33015754 && dateTime=="10/06/18(Sat)10:42:44")

To be continued.

This time, even I don't like it. But my stubbornness leaves me unable to leave a story incomplete.
Also, I lied. This won't be the last chapter.There'll be CH6."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33016123 && dateTime=="10/06/18(Sat)12:35:07")

Good update Mirta, looking forward to more of your history!
>This won't be the last chapter.There'll be CH6.

ungrateful prick"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33016233 && dateTime=="10/06/18(Sat)13:07:52")

Agreed, but you have to admit Camus holds up remarkably well. Remarkably au courant."

if(ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ !tr.t4dJfuU && title=="" && postNumber==33016242 && dateTime=="10/06/18(Sat)13:11:44")

The philosophers are the poets of reason, it is up to us to decide if we only want to be the audience or be part of the play"

if(ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ !tr.t4dJfuU && title=="" && postNumber==33016290 && dateTime=="10/06/18(Sat)13:26:52")

>What does she say about this?

Children who work in the field have duties and responsibilities at ages when city children have fun with toys and video games, it is not a bad idea that Megan starts early to handle a slight level of authority and through experience and error begin to get used to what it is to have the reins of the family business, if the hopes of Anon and Candance are in the small one and in Flurry Heart then it is time to know if they have what is needed for the future of the property and the pony community, besides that Megan does not have to make the same mistakes as her father, she has shown a high degree of empathy and solidarity with the ponies she has known and will take into consideration her problems and needs with greater interest, just like a child who learns to walk she should have support so that she does not fall and hurt herself, but once she demonstrates that she can get up on her own then she will show that she is ready for bigger challenges.

My vote is YES"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33016447 && dateTime=="10/06/18(Sat)14:03:17")

Seems like some janitor likes your green!
The faggot even deletes posts to prove it!
That's low."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33016490 && dateTime=="10/06/18(Sat)14:16:55")

Thanks for the update, was just thinking of you! Who is that little colt only Anon can see, again?

I like Mirtas green too! Did you have something useful to say about it?"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33017081 && dateTime=="10/06/18(Sat)17:11:11")

>Colt only anon can see
He killed some colt during the invasion, didn’t he?"

if(twiligh/tg/ame_night !u9y.Yl1Law && title=="" && postNumber==33017455 && dateTime=="10/06/18(Sat)18:44:16" && image=="1085871__safe_screencap_animated_cute_looking+at+you_glasses_diamond+tiara_silver+spoon_one+bad+apple_silverbetes.gif")

"Not yet but the government is buying that half-acre at market value. That should be worth something, right?"
>"That won't be remotely enough for you to do... *anything*. This land is in the middle of nowhere and a half-acre is much smaller - and far less valuable - than you think."
>"Maybe I'm wrong," Silver offers you a little hope. "It's been a few years since I bought property this side of the portals."
"I doubt it."
>But maybe!
>Yeah, it'd make sense.
"Well, yeah. Maybe. If it's been a while. Value has to have gone up, since there's a lot less livable land to go around, after all."
>"And far fewer people to buy it."
>Oh, right.
>"I wouldn't count on much money," Silver says gently, "though I might be surprised. Until we know, I think you should keep your ideas limited to something more manageable. You can always expand later - *if* it's worth it."
>"Alternatively you could rely on deficit spending, but I've never been a fan of it in situations like this or I would have recommended it earlier. There's just too much risk."
"Well, if the government didn't think people would be using the road, they wouldn't be doing this, right?""

if(twiligh/tg/ame_night !u9y.Yl1Law && title=="" && postNumber==33017461 && dateTime=="10/06/18(Sat)18:46:04" && image=="1845613__safe_screencap_silver+spoon_crusaders+of+the+lost+mark_cropped_female_solo.png")

>"Governments can afford to be wasteful," Silver giggles. "You can't. You don't have enough to throw away, nor are you so deep in the hole that there's nothing to lose.
>"I would be all for it if there was sufficient information to rely on, but future traffic patterns at the moment are a total unknown.
>"Maybe if we're lucky, this man from the government will have studies with him - or access to them - and is willing to share, but other than that I suggest holding on anything until -"
"Okay, I get it. Stupid idea. How about a restaurant then?"
>Silver shakes her head. "That suffers the exact same risk. Thought..."
>She looks away from the window, lost in thought.
>"... perhaps... a bed and breakfast? You're already planning on new housing, so worst case scenario it can be turned into that. The basic design wouldn't be much diffrent."
"And with that we could start right away. Just take some of the materials meant for the houses and use it for this instead."
>Except -
"*If* you think that'd be okay with everyone, I mean."
>"Well -"
>Silver looks at you with wide eyes.
>"- I'm sorry," she says quietly. "I forgot my place."
>"I've been making all of these suggestions, but you're the one in charge here. I'm sure everyone will be okay with whatever you decide."
>You sigh.
>She hadn't shown any fear towards you for so long.
>But maybe it's not
>Moondancer *did* say you had to be more accountable and take charge of things, but that just doesn't feel right."

if(twiligh/tg/ame_night !u9y.Yl1Law && title=="" && postNumber==33017486 && dateTime=="10/06/18(Sat)18:54:16" && image=="1383962__safe_artist-colon-slb94_silver+spoon_twilight+time_absurd+res_bust_cute_earth+pony_female_filly_glasses_gritted+teeth_happy_hnnng_jewelry_look.png")

>Almost as bad as her being scared of you.
>Worse, actually.
>At least you can understand her being afraid, after what you did and what she's been through.
"You're the one with business experience, Silver, not me. I bet that means you also know how to manage employees."
>"That's not the same."
"Close enough."
>"Are you sure?"
"Yep. Being accountable doesn't mean ignoring everyone else and doing everything myself."
>Silver sits quietly, so silent you sneak a couple of glances her way every few seconds.
>"That's true," she says softly as you near the meeting place, "but I'm still only your pony. You make the actual decisions."
"I can't make those decisions without knowing what my options are. Tell me what you think, because what *I* think is clearly insane or wrong or impossible."
>She offers you another shy smile before she resumes talking.
>By the time you reach the road, she's talked you into it. Or out of it.
>Out of one idea and into another.
>Not exactly hers, either.
>You can't guarantee people will be using this road, but there might be a way to encourage them.
>If it works in Oregan, maybe it will work here too.
>And not once does she act afraid of you.
>Not even like an employee or slave or whatever.
>More like a friend.
>An old friend.
>You haven't met someone who can finish your sentences for you like this since... since Apple Bloom.

Next bit'll be Monday or Tuesday."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33017675 && dateTime=="10/06/18(Sat)19:46:19")

Picking Silver was a good call.
No not because she is competent, just because she a cute."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33017778 && dateTime=="10/06/18(Sat)20:10:50")

"Mother fucking corona when?";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33017851 && dateTime=="10/06/18(Sat)20:27:39" && image=="tumblr_p9xiiufL771s0dx6zo1_1280.png")

Silver has always been a great little horse, and what she endured was certainly terrible, but what silver doesn't need a little polishing? I can see all her hardships helping her shine brighter given the chance. Now if only diamonds last forever."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33017862 && dateTime=="10/06/18(Sat)20:31:15")

Loving your story, /TG/. I’ll be waiting for Tuesday.

Silver Spoon a cute: confirmed.

Never. Anon died suddenly of brain hemorrhage. Shiny and Corona back at police station; “never talk to the police” doesn’t work so well when they can just drop you in the hole and forget about you. Each of them is thinking about involving Slaveventure, but neither has yet."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33017903 && dateTime=="10/06/18(Sat)20:46:33" && image=="IMG_4791.png")

"Can anyone edit this so that it's corona?";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33017921 && dateTime=="10/06/18(Sat)20:51:45")

Silver Spoon is competent and cute, not how Diamond Tiara that does not even serve to fuck with virgins in Sterling"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33018199 && dateTime=="10/06/18(Sat)22:19:23")

I assume they'll give him a bit of time to heal and bond before actually going through with it. Can't say for sure he's out of the woods yet and Megan's first responsibility being a horse that killed himself won't do good for morale.

My answer is yes all the same, it'll be good for Megan and Flurryheart. I just hope Thunderlane or someone else let's her know what to look out for if he shows signs of relapsing. She barely knew what it meant when they mentioned how "sick" he was."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33018316 && dateTime=="10/06/18(Sat)23:29:43")


if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33018403 && dateTime=="10/06/18(Sat)23:59:22")

The way she's holding her tail makes her just fine the way she is."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33018422 && dateTime=="10/07/18(Sun)00:05:10")


if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33018505 && dateTime=="10/07/18(Sun)00:28:48")

those reins make absolutely no sense"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33018552 && dateTime=="10/07/18(Sun)00:42:30")

Found swf"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33018611 && dateTime=="10/07/18(Sun)01:00:57")

"Mother fucking good girl corona when?";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33018658 && dateTime=="10/07/18(Sun)01:18:26")

after swf is done helping with slaveventure"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33018697 && dateTime=="10/07/18(Sun)01:35:05")

SWF is helping with Slaveventure? Shining went back to Corona and his own Anon months ago, what are they doing together now?"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33018718 && dateTime=="10/07/18(Sun)01:43:26")

He's screaming at him to make his anon fuck mocha cream and cyoanon is spamming "no u"
- Source: am in super sekret klub"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33018895 && dateTime=="10/07/18(Sun)03:02:19")

You're doing great with these updates. lots of progress."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33019013 && dateTime=="10/07/18(Sun)04:18:27")

SWF can't do shit because he's a talentless hack who's entire self esteem hinges on coming here once every three months to say he's coming back and watching the thread's reaction. Fortunately he's lost almost every follower because most of us have caught onto his bullshit about how all he wants is attention."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33019023 && dateTime=="10/07/18(Sun)04:22:38")

"Someone kill the thread so swf can post corona";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33019075 && dateTime=="10/07/18(Sun)04:51:05")

He's offline right now, I'll kill the thread in the morning."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33019515 && dateTime=="10/07/18(Sun)09:30:17")

Awww someone is cranky, was Mommy late with your diaper change and bottle this morning, Anon?"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33019530 && dateTime=="10/07/18(Sun)09:35:49")

This was my bad. I actually pressured him to post something in the thread to satisfy the "Corona when?" people, knowing he wasn't quite ready to post the next update yet. Guess it kind of backfired."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33019550 && dateTime=="10/07/18(Sun)09:44:33")

He just needs someone to role play with him as Corona and then we'll have our update."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33019594 && dateTime=="10/07/18(Sun)09:56:47")

He made the mistake of buying Rimworld and Factorio within two days of each other. We'll never hear from him again."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33019726 && dateTime=="10/07/18(Sun)10:57:34")

have they ever neighed like real horses in the cartoon?"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33019863 && dateTime=="10/07/18(Sun)11:52:19")

IIRC one of the guard stallions pulling Celestia's carriage in the parasprite episode does."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33020050 && dateTime=="10/07/18(Sun)12:49:27")

"So hypothetical.
I have a space station I kept my slaves on and they revolted.
It happens to have a large radio array for ionospheric heating.
What would be the proper answer that doesnt involving blowing the orbital to deal with them?
Thosenear Sydney dont need to reply."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33020132 && dateTime=="10/07/18(Sun)13:12:19")

The pegasi guards pulling twiggles did in the very first episode"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33020168 && dateTime=="10/07/18(Sun)13:18:43" && image=="00e65082fedfa0c27d57d786dfb67bdacaae9a9aecefe4c5780152bce1e02c28.png")


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if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33020224 && dateTime=="10/07/18(Sun)13:30:21")

Give me some conditions here:
>Have all the slaves revolted, or only some? Are you in contact with any allies still aboard the station?
>Are they in total control of the station, or are critical systems still under control of your subordinates?
>Alternately, can any of the station systems be operated by remote from another station or a ground facility?
>Are there any small arms or other equipment on the station which can be used to repel an attempt to board?
>How easy is access to the station? Are we talking a multi-week mission to launch a chemical rocket up to deliver more crew, or a few days' prep?"

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if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33020267 && dateTime=="10/07/18(Sun)13:43:48")

"I have an idea for a green, but I'm not sure how to get the flavor right, I want it to be really fucked up, but also funny and cute af, but I have no writing skill... last anything I wrote was spoons...";

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33020285 && dateTime=="10/07/18(Sun)13:47:30")

As to my last facebook update, all slaves revolted.
Allies are currently being fashioned into whipple shields.
The only control left is the orbital deburn self destruct
Why would I leave the keys to the superweapon where gravurgers can get them?
Plenty, it was like a gungasm up there due to my attempts to arm the Ionian Insurrectionists. I bathed in napalm and spat bullets from martinis
Easy with a 42m/ss impulse burn of 824 and a deburn of 27."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33020314 && dateTime=="10/07/18(Sun)13:53:54" && image=="1474325792957.png")


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if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33020340 && dateTime=="10/07/18(Sun)14:01:25")

would anons be upset if I started my green with a little gore to set up the story?"

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33020348 && dateTime=="10/07/18(Sun)14:03:25")

I'm no rocket scientist, but if I'm understanding that right you need about a 19.6 second and then 0.6 second burn to match orbital positions with them?

Honestly? Starve them out. They have a space station with a funky antenna; you have everything else they want. Food, water, spare parts, and so on. Rationing and the, uh, reduction in crew size will let them stretch things out a bit - but not forever. Announce that successful turnover of all station systems to remote operational control will result in them being allowed to plea for mercy. Otherwise, they will suffer a slow death from starvation, dehydration, and/or CO2 poisoning as their filters run out."

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33020356 && dateTime=="10/07/18(Sun)14:05:02" && image=="1482638287730.png")

As long as it isn't overdone to the point of stupidity. Edge is really easy to screw up."

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if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33020392 && dateTime=="10/07/18(Sun)14:10:02")

Not at all. If it would be "gore for the sake of gore" some will laugh, and thats it."

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if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33020409 && dateTime=="10/07/18(Sun)14:12:49" && image=="blindanon_browsing_by_vadkram20xd6.jpg")


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if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33020414 && dateTime=="10/07/18(Sun)14:13:35" && image=="3a3b56b14b21f3f7999b3f15d38ed1901b4d93ee1e08cc7510d3c4179979d8b6.png")


if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33020418 && dateTime=="10/07/18(Sun)14:14:29")

if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33020436 && dateTime=="10/07/18(Sun)14:19:47")

What degenerate would not buy twilight if given a chance?"

if(SPoG && title=="" && postNumber==33020797 && dateTime=="10/07/18(Sun)16:09:16" && image=="0BD10162-6B48-4096-8C73-15CE24FE6883.jpg")

"Sweet Pigs timidly nibble their hydroponic wheatgrass. They’ve been too nervous to eat with me watching till now, but this is their favorite treat. It takes a long time to build trust and confidence with the killer monkey 100 times their size, but we’re getting there.

How would you convince your pony that the evil aliens who invaded and enslaved them can be friends too? Would you resort to half-truths and manipulation to make your case, or would you always be totally straight about where they stand with you?
>”Hooves are for hugs! Also for hobbles... but mostly for hugs.”


if(Anonymous && title=="" && postNumber==33021665 && dateTime=="10/07/18(Sun)20:08:19")

Stop. You're turning me on"