Anonfilly (First Story)

>Be Anon
>You're hungover as fuck right now
>You open your eyes to be greeted by grass
"Oh F-.."
>You pause
>That's not you're voice
>You blink several times, taking in your surroundings
>Grassy meadow as far as the eye can see with trees scattered throughout the plains
"How did I-.."
>There's that voice again
>Your head is aching
>You go to rub your face all to be greeted by.. a hoof?
>You intently pause as you look down
"H-H-Hooves!"
>Green hooves
>Green hooves!
>And your voice
>It.. sounds like a child's?
>A little girls
>You're too hungover for this
>What the fuck is going on!
>You attempt to stand
>Bad idea
>You fall face first into the ground
>At least the grass softened your landing
>Still fucking hurt though
>And it didn't help that now your head is throbbing
>knowing your not going anywhere anytime soon, you decide to relax and take everything in
>You have a bad hangover with no recollection of the night prior
>You're in a grassy field
>You have the voice of a pre-pubescent female
>And last but not least, YOU HAVE HOOVES!
>Today has started off wonderful
>After a few failed attempts, you gradually find yourself able to stand
>This wouldn't be so hard if your head didn't hurt so much
>Lucky you could feel the headache slowly getting more bearable
>Walking wasn't so hard
>Its just like crawling on your hands and feet
>Not that you have ever done that
>Sober
>You had been walking for a couple of minutes now
>You just wanted to find someone
>anyone
>Then it hits you
"Am I.. dead?"
>You freeze
>It makes sense
>How else could you explain the predicament you are in
>You start to panic
>How did I die?
>Do your family know your dead?
>Why cant you remember anything?
>Your thoughts are cut off by a searing pain in your head
>Fucking headache
>At least it makes you calm down a bit
>You start to explore more options as you begin walking again
>You feel pain
>Maybe you aren't dead
>Have you been drugged?
>yeah that must be it
>Someone spiked your drink while you were on the dance floor
>Or maybe you willingly took them
>Who knows
>You were probably too smashed to care
>You had to say
>Its a lot more realistic than you expected
>An endless paradise where you can walk freely as a four legged freak
>Kinda boring tbh
>You pause your thoughts as you approach the top of a hill
>Buildings
>Lots of em
>your so happy you could cry
>You begin your sprint down the hill
>Let me correct myself
>You begin your tumble down the hill
>Forgetting you have four hooves was your first mistake
>Attempting to scale a slope at speeds you had not yet attempted was the second
>Lucky the hill was only a few metres high
>You land with a thud
"Ooowww.. fucken shit cunt!"
>To no avail did this help your headache
>you groggily get up, wincing at the newfound pain in your head
"Fuck.. Anon, even if you are drugged, that was fucken stupid."
>You slowly begin your stroll towards the town
>You only get to walk a few metres before you stop
>That's when you see it
>Ponies
>Pastel fucken ponies
>This town is inhabited by ponies
>Not only that, but some of them are flying!
>Wait
>Are you a pony as well?
>A second glance at your build confirms your suspicions
>That explains a lot
>This is some strong ass shit if it makes you see flying horses
>You continue to head towards the town
>Hey, this drug is gonna wear off sometime, gotta have some fun at least
>You had made your way into the town
>A few things had stood out
>There are also ponies with horns which seem to be able to use telepathy or some shit
>You saw some flying ponies messing with the clouds, do they control the weather here
>Shit's fucked
>And finally, these ponies are not only sentient, but they seem to be living.. kinda like humans
>Then again that would make sense
>You are kinda off your face at the moment
>Although there is this feeling in the back of your mind saying this may actually be..
>No. Don't be stupid. There is NO way this is real
>You don't just end up in a world filled with pastel ponies after a night of drinking
>...
>You continue walking until you are grabbed from behind
"What the fu-.."
>You don't even get to finish your sentence as you are spun around to see what appears to be a pink pony
>She immediately blurts out
>"Hi, I haven't seen your face before, are you new here?"
>What
>"Oh where are my manners, my names Pinkie Pie, what's yours?"
>She didn't even give you enough time to answer the first question
>You feel like telling here to fuck off and put you down but you decide to play along with this charade
"Names Anon, ca-.."
>"Hi Anon, gee thats a weird name, not in a bad way, weird good."
>Bitch cut you off again
>How can my name be 'weird good' anyway?
>"Did you just move to Ponyville? I don't recognize you and I know a new face when i see one."
>"Oh this is gonna be so much fun, I need to throw you a welcome to Ponyville party. Did you move here with your parents? Got any brothers or sisters? I need to throw them all a party."
>You need to get away
>This bitch is crazy
>And you sure as hell don't want to go to one of her parties
>Quick, think of a lie
"I'm here by myself, I'm jus-.."
>"I totally forgot I was supposed to be buying more icing sugar for the cakes, they needed it fast."
>"Can you hold on till tomorrow for your welcome to Ponyville party, I'm in a rush, ok thanks bye!"
>...
>The fuck just happened
>Don't question it
>After all the stories your friends told you about their trips, this should be expected
>Or is it?
>This all seems so.. real

>Its been hours, how many, you are not sure
>The worst part
>You are still hallucinating
>What is this shit
>There's no way this is still going
>Your stomach rumbles
>You haven't eaten in god knows how long
>And you are fucking starving
>You need to find food
>Wait
>That pink pony
>Pinkie Pie if you remember correctly
>She mentioned something about cakes and icing sugar
>Your stomach grumbles louder
>It doesn't take long for you to find the giant gingerbread house
>Its kind of hard to miss it along with the sweet smell of delicacies that erodes from the building
>That must be where Pinkie is
>You begin to approach the building when uncertainty hits you
>You can remember quite vividly what happened last time you two met
>You shudder
>No, you must do this
>Carefully, you approach the building, no sign of her
>Why are you even hiding from her in the first place
>You came here to ask her for food
>As you get to the entrance of the bakery the smell of confectioneries gets stronger
>You can almost taste whatever is being baked inside
"Anon!?"
>You freeze
>That voice

>"here ya go Anon, one big, juicy cupcake on the house"
>You couldn't believe what was happening
>After Pinkie ran into you outside she not only pretty much forced you in, but she also offered you a free cupcake because you were new in town
>And also because she felt bad that she couldn't give you a 'Welcome to Ponyville' party
>Upon receiving the cupcake, you tear into it
>...
>What is this black magic
>You had never tasted something so heavenly in your life
>"So Anon"
>She is talking to you
>Shit
>You were gonna eat the cupcake and high tail it outta here
>"Where are you from?"
>She is actually waiting for you to answer
>Part of you is relieved to know that it is possible for her to stop talking
>But now you have to give an answer
>You decide to mess with her a bit
>She most likely doesn't know any countries from Earth
>You pull your face out of the cupcake
>With a bit of cupcake still in your mouth you answer
"The land down under."
>She gives you a puzzled look
>This is perfect
>"What do yo-.."
"Stralia Mate."
>Your turn to cut her off
>Although you must admit it doesn't carry the same atmosphere with your current voice
>"Okay.. if you don't mind me asking, where are your parents?"
>Parents, why would she care about my parents
>Oh yeah
>You're a kid
>Well at least you know that you're a child and not a midget
>If you were imagining being a midget while having this whack ass trip
>Still, your seeing pastel horses
>Dunno if that's any better
>..But are you really drugged right now?
>Everything is so real
>You had all of your senses
>You felt the pain from your hangover which is luckily mostly gone
>When Pinkie grabbed you earlier, She felt real
>This cupcake, it tastes real
>What in the actual fuck is going on?
>"Anon?"
"Huh?"
>"You okay, you look like you were worried for a minute there."
>You stare at Pinkie for a few seconds then at your cupcake
>Is this.. Real?
>"It's okay"
>You look up
>"You obviously don't want to talk about them at t..."
"This makes no fucking sense!"
>You slam your hooves onto the table
>Pinkie is almost knocked out of her chair from your sudden outburst
"Why does it feel so real and why have the effects not worn off yet!?"
>Pinkie is now staring at you, trying to understand what the sudden outburst is about
"If i find who did this to me, oh they are SO FUCKED!"
>"Did what?"
>You look up
>You can tell she is a bit frightened
>But you can also see the curiosity in those eyes
"This. All of this. This drug. Aarrgh god dammit!"
>"What? Somepony drugged you!?"
>Now it's your turn to look confused
>Your trip is questioning your trip
>Tripseption