[MMP] Anon in big equestria


                                            Original paste date: Feb 18th, 2017


                                            (I really have no idea what to name this...)


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                                            >You woke up early again

                                            >Soon there will be too much snow for you to do anything without assistance

                                            >So you ate your breakfast and quickly went for your morning run

                                            >You're Anonymous, and Equestria has been hell

                                            >Not because of the weather or the challenge it is to survive here

                                            >Well partially the second, but mostly because of the sheer size of everything

                                            >When a certain purple pony found you, you were terrified

                                            >You heard her taking notes and saying that you were half hoof tall compared to ponies 10 hooves average and some other gibberish

                                            >Aparently she was doing some kind of science on you for some reason

                                            >The happy pony then decided to talk directly with you, standing just inches away with a grin that covered your whole vision

                                            >You didn't hear much more as you passed out

                                            >When you woke up, luckily, your conversation was minimal

                                            >Out of nowhere she decided to give you a dollhouse that barely got up to her knees

                                            >Not sure where you'd live without that, so it was a start

                                            >Afterwards, when you were feeling better, she sent you on your way

                                            >Which is to say, she threw you and your new home off the window

                                            >Well, she actually carefully placed everything right after her doorstep, somehow levitating it all through the window

                                            >At least you didn't call her a horse

                                            >Apparently ponies take offense to that, as you learned from a cream coloured pony with blue and pink hair

                                            >Soon after being kicked with your new home you went inside to check it out

                                            >Didn't take long before your ground shook, this new pony sitting down right beside the window

                                            >Somehow she decided to sit in the perfect place, blocking any sun from coming through it

                                            >Like the reasonable human you are, you went to ask her to leave in the most polite way you know

                                            >Which meant that you went outside right next to her and shouted:

                                            "Hey, take this full moon away from my window you filthy horse!"

                                            >And then you punched her rear for good measure

                                            >Though you're not sure if it had any effect, since almost your entire arm sunk inside the soft wall

                                            >You also learned to respect them a lot more that day, her hoof crashing down from the sky right behind you, making you scream and hug the closest thing to you

                                            >Which was her plot you had just punched

                                            >"What did you just call me?"

                                            >Scared of her hoof and already dropping all your spaghetti reserves you felt compelled to reply

                                            "F-filthy?

                                            >"Not that, afterwards"

                                            >Her massive hoof was slowly dragging its way towards you, leaving you with nowhere to run

                                            >You couldn't take your eyes away from it either, as the gargantuan limb made its way to you

                                            "H-horse, it was horse"

                                            "Yes, that" - she said, pinning you to her soft cush and slightly grinding you there - "Don't call us that"

                                            >She rubbed you in a way that you think she may've been actually trying to pet you, but still...

                                            >"We're ponies, you're lucky I'm in a good mood today and that you're cute, but please don't call us horses again, okay?"

                                            >With that she let go of you and stood up

                                            >You were frozen as her massive legs walked right over you, one of her back legs staying low enough to give you a final petting

                                            >But before going completely past, she stopped again

                                            >"Oh and one more thing, don't touch a mare's cutie mark like that, you may send her wrong signals of what you want"

                                            >With that her massive tail hairs swished your way

                                            >With no way of dodging that you just decided to handle it like a fly would, probably just about to be swept in the same way

                                            >You were surprised when the strands carefully brushed your body as if she was teasing you

                                            >That day you stayed inside, not leaving once

                                            >After thinking about your life choices, you settled on never calling them horses ever again

                                            >There had been a slight increasing problem of you staring at their backsides though

                                            >But either the ponies didn't mind or they simply didn't care

                                            >They already walked around naked anyway


                                            >But...where were you again?

                                            >Right, why Equestria was hell to you

                                            >The sheer size of everything meant that you could barely do anything yourself

                                            >You cant lie that often you got into situations that made it all worth it though

                                            >Like when a temporary neighbor of yours, Roseluck, knocked on your door asking if you had some salt to share

                                            >First of all, you didn't saw many places that sold salt since you got here

                                            >Secondly, why would you ever have enough salt to share with a pony as big as she is

                                            >You could even sleep comfortably inside the ‘small’ cup she was asking for if you wanted!

                                            >They are such silly ponies

                                            >Also most of the time your temporary neighbors were the ones to supply your dollhouse with everything too

                                            >Heck, as it is you may as well be the town's pet right now

                                            >But you valued your independence, so you've been working out daily to achieve it

                                            >Like, now you can even wake a pony up, all by yourself

                                            >Well, more like make them acknowledge your existence, before blowing you away while half-asleep

                                            >Still, your next step will be a big one

                                            >You want to survive winter and the metric tons of snow that it will bring

                                            >All by yourself

                                            >No need to be brought to a random pony house and wait for it to be over

                                            >You can do it, you can feel it

                                            >But all your hopes and dreams come crashing down when you see a blue figure flying at insane speeds in your direction

                                            >Before you can do anything, all her four hooves have already landed around you

                                            >And since you were right in the middle of them you took the full force of the shockwave, sending you airborne for a while before tumbling back down

                                            “Dammit Dash, stop using me as landing practice”

                                            >”Cmon Anon, help me here, I gotta train my accuracy with something, the smaller the best, you know that”

                                            >”Also is that a way to greet your best training buddy?”

                                            >You knew she wanted to help, after seeing how much you were working out

                                            >But it's not like you could do any of the feats she asked for

                                            >It started with trying to move her by tugging her tail

                                            >Then it moved to lifting one of her hooves while she was laying down

                                            >That ended with your current sleeping pony experiment at least

                                            >In the end you decided to massage her flanks after she got bored and went for her nap

                                            >You worked on your strength while appreciating this pony’s back

                                            >It's just so impossibly big you can't even

                                            >Well, it was actually kinda fit compared to other mares but still, more than enough meat for you

                                            >”Dash to Anon, anyone there?”

                                            >Before you knew, she was already laying down in front of you, hooves ready to boop at a moments notice

                                            >And then you got booped with a force of a thousand suns and exploded!

                                            >At least you wish sometimes, it was just the regular friendly boop that often broke your nose

                                            >You were fine this time though, even if having to endure some pain

                                            “So you thought of anything new we should try today?”

                                            >”Aww yea! So hear me out, I was thinking, you cant lift my foreleg right? But how about lifting my head?”

                                            “Huh?”

                                            >”You know, my head, it's smaller and probably lighter for you to try”

                                            “Eh sure, I still don't think I can do it thou”

                                            >"Doesn't hurt to try right"

                                            >Dash then lowered her face to the ground, her huge eyes following your every movement

                                            >You now knew that ponies wouldn't eat you, out of all the experiments that Twilight did and what you gathered straight from them

                                            >But you still couldn't help but move to her cheek instead of going straight on

                                            >”Ugh cmon Anon, how many times must we tell you that we re not going to eat you?”

                                            “Not enough times, that's how much”

                                            >”Just...just do it from my chin, will you? I wanna watch and help if something comes to mind”

                                            >Yea sure, just like all the other times she fell asleep

                                            >Still, you obliged and moved to the front of her muzzle

                                            >Right when you arrived, her tongue shot out and licked you head to toe

                                            >You stood there, unmoving, not knowing what to do

                                            >”Whoa Anon dude... you're like, so salty”

                                            “R-Rainbow...Fuck you dude, you said you wouldn't eat me!”

                                            >”And? I didn't eat you, it was just a lick, HAH you should see your face”

                                            >You just kept your angry face, still not knowing what to do about the situation

                                            >”Chillax Anon, it's a compliment really, you taste pretty nice”

                                            >Aand she was biting her lower lip now...great

                                            “This is not really encouraging you know”

                                            >”Best I can do, sorry. Hey how about another lick?”

                                            “What? Fuck no, I m not a lolli-“

                                            >You get cut out as Dash tongue envelops you in a much throughout lick

                                            >Considering the light change you think you may ve been pulled inside her mouth once or twice

                                            >After a while she finally lets go of you with a content sigh

                                            >Her cheeks and ear tips are a deep crimson color as if she was drunk

                                            >You just lay in the ground, thinking on what you could ve done to deserve this

                                            >Maybe the plot massages?

                                            >Definetly the plot massages

                                            >”Hey...Anon......where are you staying this winter?”

                                            “Home, why?” – you really can't find the strength to make full sentences anymore

                                            >”Great, let's go then”

                                            >She then picked you in her mouth and flew to her home, sucking every once in a while

                                            >And it has been like that every winter since then

                                            >Dash, giving Anon whatever he needed for winter

                                            >And Anon, giving Rainbow Dash her daily dose of salt

                                            >Thankfully Twilight noticed Rainbow Dash’s odd behavior when close to Anon

                                            >So she prohibited her to ever get close to him again, since she was addicted to his taste

                                            >It didn't help when Twilight did it too out of curiosity

                                            >But in the end, Rainbow still had dibs every winter

                                            The End