Being Anonymous

>Day Being Anon in Equestria.
>You are Time Turner. You are a low level filer at the mayor’s office. You live with Bon Bon.
>She is so annoying. All she does is complain about how you have no motivation in life, and how she has to support you by moving trash for the city.
>It’s the same every day. Triple S, go to your boring job, go home to Bon Bon to get yelled at.
>You would kill yourself, but you have fallen in love with the most beautiful mare. She ignores you, and you are too much of a beta to try anything.
>You just want to do what you do best, being a puppeteer. Unfortunately it doesn’t pay the bills.
>You are staring at the beautiful mare. Lyra is sitting at her desk that weirdly sultry way she always does. You are mesmerized.
>She looks up, and you quickly glance away.
>One of the papers you were filing slipped, and hid behind a cabinet.
>You sigh, and move the cabinet out of the way.
>You see a little door. Its barely big enough for a pony to crawl through.
>The paper is nowhere to be found. It must have slipped past the door.
>You open it, and crawl in.
>You see a flash of light.
>Your vision is a bit hazy, but you are clearly somewhere else.
>”Stop that Fluttershy,” you feel yourself say. “I do not, and will never love you.”
>That crazy mare is in front of you. She’s cowering.
>Sweet Celestia you are tall.
1/?

>You see yourself grab her with your arms. Are those… hands?
>You throw Fluttershy out the window.
>”Fucking Fluttershy.” You feel yourself saying.
>You feel so strong. You haven’t felt like this in a long time.
>You feel yourself looking around the room. There is a large bed. It’s too big for a pony.
>You must be that monkey that moved into town a few months ago.
>What was his name?
>You feel yourself drifting off.
>You wake up outside of the Everfree forest in a cold sweat.
“What just happened?” you say while panting. You try to regain your breath.
>Were you really… Anon?
>It’s dark, so you trot back home.
>Bon Bon greets you at the door.
>”Why are you late? Dinner isn’t going to make itself!”
>You get to making dinner for Bon Bon. She continues complaining about her day, and how you are a pathetic stallion.
>If she’s so good, why doesn’t she leave?
>You finally have some time for yourself. All you can think about is that portal. For just a moment, you felt strong and happy. You have to feel that again.
2/?

>It’s the next day and you are looking at the clock.
>Everyp0ny has gone home except the one you are infatuated with.
>Lyra is at her desk. She looks up at you. Your eyes dart back to your desk.
>”Working late tonight?”
Uh, yea. I have lots of filing to finish up.
>She eyes you suspiciously.
>”Alright,” she says as she trots out the door. “Don’t work too late.”
>She’s out the door.
>You jump up and move the cabinet out of the way.
>
>You are inside Anon again.
>He is with hanging out with Octavia.
>”That’s a real thing Anon.”
“No it isn’t.” You feel yourself say. “It’s one of your weird Equestrian words.”
>”If its not real, then why does it fit in your adlib puzzle perfectly?”
>The puzzle reads, “Hot monkey ____”
>Anon writes in “dock.”
>Even you know that’s wrong.
>”Now it’s time for you to pay for your piano lessons.”
>Anon throws the puzzle aside.
>He grabs the grey mare and starts kissing her.
>Sweet Celestia this is hot.
>Brush her mane Anon.
>Anon keeps making out with Tavi.
>Brush her mane!
>Anon lightly touches her mane.
>Did you do that?
>Holy shit you did!
>Now bite her Anon.
>Anon starts making weird human sounds.
>Fucking BITE HER!
>Anon complies. Octavia squeals out and pushes Anon away.
>
3/?
>You wake up in a cold sweat, outside of the Everfree.
>You run back to the Mayors office.
>
>You are in Anon again.
>He is laying on his bed with the grey mare.
>Say her name, Anon. Say it!
“Ocvoteea” You feel yourself saying
>”Are you alright Anon?”
”Octeenia, Uh fheal faynuh”
>”You don’t sound so good Anon.”
>You move Anon back on top of her.
>You force Anon to make out with her, but you’re very sloppy.
>You feel awesome. You haven’t been with a mare in so long. Bon Bon won’t even sleep in the same room with you anymore.
>
>You wake up outside of the Everfree.
>You lay there and please yourself to the thought of being Anon and rutting the grey mare.
>
>It’s the next day, and you are in the office.
>Its past closing again.
>Lyra is at her desk, looking over papers.
“Lyra, do you want to hang out sometime?”
>She looks up.
>She raises an eyebrow.
>”No.” She says as she returns to her papers.
“It will be fun.”
>”I seriously doubt it.”
“What if I told you I can use magic to become Anon?”
>”That monkey? I would tell you that you’re crazy.”
“Lyra, just- just trust me on this one.”
>”If I listen to this, will you leave me alone?”
“Of course.”
>”Fine.”
4/?
>
>You both are outside of the Everfree.
>”Did that really happen? Were we really Anon?”
“See! I told you. I can make him do anything!”
>”Anything?”
“Anything, Lyra. I’ve been practicing.”
>
>You are now Anon.
>You are at the bar.
>Berry Punch is beside you. You’ve been drinking in silence for the last few hours.
>You turn to her.
Do you ever feel like you are going crazy?
>”All the time.”
You don’t understand. I’ve been feeling things.
>”Like what?”
Earlier today, I felt like something was making me talk, some god damn thing was making me move.
>”Have another drink.”
I’m so freaked out. Literally, I feel like I’m going crazy.
>”You should go to therapy or something Anon. You’re under too much stress.”
>You return to your drink. You finish it in a single gulp.
>Berry is probably right. You need to relax or something. Take a few days off of work.
>Another beer is magiced toward you.
>A minty pony is next to you.
Thanks.
>”You looked like you could use another drink.”
You were right. Thank you.
>”My name is Lyra.”
I’m Anon.
>”The Anon? From Fluttershy’s fiction?”
Yea, but I’m not like that in real life.
>”I know. It’s just kind of funny running into you here.”
I’ve lived in P0nyville for a few months now.
>The mint pony nods. She smells nice.
>You continue drinking your beer.
>
>You are now Time Turner.
>Lyra told you to become Anon at 11:35 exactly. That’s just a few minutes from now.
>You wonder what they are doing. She was going to meet him at a bar.
>Your job is to make Anon go home with Lyra. She has this thing about hands.
>By becoming Anon, you will gain Lyra’s love.
end of chapter 1
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