Anonfilly Makes Food Herself [2]


                                            >Another day being the very small clone of your "dad"

                                            >You've long since gotten over the fact that you were fillyfied because purple wanted to try something

                                            >That, and learning unicorn magic does help speed that process

                                            >Especially now, when the human Anon is gone shopping and left the freezer unattended

                                            >It's been two whole months since you've been changed and you are getting those damn chicken tenders

                                            >Fucker's been hogging them

                                            >Ponies CAN eat meat, you saw Dash eat a fish yesterday

                                            >With enough magic digging, you find your prize

                                            >...it's just raw chicken.

                                            >Fuck, gonna have to do this the hard way.

                                            >Eggs, check, breadcrumbs, check, salt and pepper, check

                                            >They won't be perfect, but they'll do

                                            >You scoot a chair to the perfectly normal human sized counter and clamber up so you can see what you're doing

                                            >It hits you that Anon's gonna be pissed that you ate the chicken

                                            >And you fail to care because fuck that faggot, he should've just let you enjoy lunch yesterday

                                            >First things first, the knife

                                            >He hid the knife block, fucker

                                            >You hop off the counter, need the knife

                                            >After some searching, you find it in a block wedged behind the fridge

                                            >Nobody can hide anything from the mighty filly!

                                            >Flexing your magic muscles, you grab a bowl and crack a couple eggs in it

                                            >Some shell builds character. That, and you don't want to "feel" egg on your horn. You're still not quite sure why that works.

                                            >Put in the salt and pepper, and mix that shit

                                            >Time to fillet the chicken

                                            >You proceed to brutalize the chicken, it's family could never recognize the body

                                            >It'll have to do

                                            >Egg up and bread up the pieces that range from chicken strip to McDonalds nugget chode

                                            >You feel like you might be forgetting something

                                            >Oh well, if you're forgetting it it's not worth thinking about, much unlike how good these glorious tendies will be

                                            >You pop the breaded chicken on a baking sheet and turn on the oven

                                            >No preheating? It's fucking magic, man. I don't gotta explain shit.

                                            >And now we wait


                                            >Another day being Anon

                                            >Greatest greenest human in all of Equestria

                                            >Even if you're the only one, now

                                            >Fillyanon has been pretty good today, only called you a faggot seven times. Even if it's you, it's still jarring to hear a filly say that.

                                            >And you have a surprise for her - trout

                                            >Dash told you that pegasi could eat fish, so unicorns probably can too

                                            >It only took you two hours to find some

                                            >You can't wait to see the adorable look on her face

                                            >And you also stop that thought on the complexity of finding yourself, even if she's a filly now, cute

                                            >Open the front door, something something dinosaur

                                            "Anon! I'm home! And I got something for you!"

                                            >She doesn't come

                                            >Something's wrong, you love surprises

                                            >And then you smell it

                                            >Cooked meat

                                            >Then you hear it

                                            >"BLARRRGH"

                                            "Goddamn it, I kept telling you! Maybe you'll learn this time!"

                                            >"Fucking worth it! BLARRRRRGH"

                                            >She can clean that mess up herself.