my massive pony save
 
>This is the story of a little mare who like exploring
>We don't know her name, or her race, or her features
>She could be a prim and proper pony who wants to explore the world, or a rough, tough tomboy looking for treasure
>She's pretty indescript
>So imagine her however you'd like
>It isn't important to the storyline
>What is important is that she found an abandoned building in an old boom town that'd long since been deserted when all the jobs left
>This building was interesting because it used to be a spa
>Our brave little mare saw a very out of place spa in an old mining town and was very intrigued
>The front doors were sealed shut but she was able to squeeze in through a back window
>When she plopped onto the oddly clean floor, the window activated, a metal door sealing over the opening to the outside world
 
>At once, all of the lights flickered on, revealing a pure white room
>An intercom crackled to life overhead
>"Welcome. What is your name?" it inquired
"Uhh-"
>"Welcome, Uhh, what would you like today?"
>Our hero mare looked around for an exit, there was none
"I'd like to leave, please?"
>"Ah yes, the full spa treatment?"
"No, I'm looking for a way out."
>"And how long will you be staying with us, here at the Microcosm Spa?"
"Please let me leave! Where is the door?!"
>"You have selected the month-long relaxation vacation, thank you, your account will be billed electronically, Uhh." the intercom replied in a robotic voice
>Two panels of the white walls seperated, revealing a door
>"Please proceed through the door, Uhh."
>Our hero didn't seem too interested in walking through the door
>"Please proceed through the door, Uhh." it repeated
>She walked hesitantly through the door
>It lead to a small closet with a single seat
>It was an odd seat that looked like a cushioned table
>As our mare walked in, the door sealed behind her
>"Please, Uhh, have a seat."
>She hesitantly climbed onto the table and laid down
>Suddenly many robotic arms burst from the walls and grabbed her from every angle
>Movement was impossible
>A panel opened up and a animatronic pony head stuck itself out
>It was partially intact, years of aging had destroyed most of it
>"Good evening, Uhh. Are ya ready?" the jaws had rusted together but the speaker still crackled the audio
"No, let me go!"
>"Good! Now tell me, Uhh, do you know what an Anon is?" it asked
 
>"An Anon is a little critter that is found all over Equestria in great abundance, they're smart, dextrous, and most of all, love to be around ponies."
>A robotic arm extended from the wall holding a test tube
>In the test tube was a small bipedal creature standing no taller than an inch or two
>"They last forever and never seem to die, we've tried. You can't break 'em with anything. This one's been in storage for FIVE HUNDRED AND FORTY SEVEN years, look at him go!"
>The Anon was still banging on the inside of the test tube
>The robotic arms lifted up our hero mare and held all of her limbs in place
>One arm loaded the test tube onto another arm that looked like a cannon of some kind
"Let me out of this!"
>The cannon rotated around behind her, out of her line of sight
>Suddenly something cold was pressed against her marehood
"No! What are you doing?!"
>There was a burst of air and she suddenly felt something moving around in her slit, all the way in the back up against her cervix
>Our mare began to freak out as a tube was fed into the cannon and began pushing more of the small creatures into her marehood, she struggled against the bonds trying to escape
>Now that her marehood was filled to capacity with a writhing mass of those things, her marehood was held shut as the cannon moved upwards
"No! Nononono!"
>This time it pressed against her ponut much harder than it did to her vagina
>The cannon began the same process again, filling her rectum with the creatures before sealing them in with a buttplug
>The robotic arms brought up some metallic shapes and bolted them together around her rear
>It was a chastity belt
>No amount of pushing would be able to get them out
>"Just a reminder, for the duration of your month-long stay, you'll be magically supplied oxygen and nutrients, your waste will be transported out of you, but we'll leave all those Anons in you." the head winked
>Another set of arms came from below holding four socks
 
>The cannon dropped down and dispensed something into each other the socks
>The robotic arms then roughly put the socks onto our mare's shaking legs, forcefully yanking them upward
>Around each leg a metal band was wrapped and tightened at the mouth of the sock
>There was something in her socks, they were all squirming around
>Uhh was suffering from intense overstimulation already, and to have something against her hooves was another unneeded stress
>The Anons were crawling all over her legs, trapped in by the metal band holding the socks closed
"L-l-let me go!" she shouted
>The cannon whipped around and forced itself into her mouth as deeply as it could, pouring a large amount of the creatures directly down her throat
>She screamed in shock at the sensation of movement in her belly
>"Don't worry about them, Uhh, they'll be just fine."
>She tried her best to gag but a robptic arm came around and shoved a white ball into the back of her throat, blocking her airways
>She could still breathe
>But now the cannon was pushing another hoof full of Anons into her mouth before applying duct tape to her lips
>She couldn't even make any noise with her throat blocked up and the Anons exploring her maw, getting between her teeth and into any nook or cranny they could fit
>The cannon left, and was replaced by a smaller probed arm
>At the end of the probe was an Anon, ready to be inserted
>But all of her holes had been filled, right?
>The long, thin probe made its way towards her nose, forcing an Anon into her sinus, and then another, and another, and another, and then plugged up her nostrils
>Brave explorer mare cringed at the sensation of movement in her sinuses and nose, it was driving her mad
>The probe moved around to her ear and stuck another Anon right into her ear canal, and then into the other ear and sealed her ear with a drying foam, just like on her nose
>The probe was still searching across her writhing body for somewhere to poke
 
>The probe stopped right in front of her eyes, slowly moving in closer
>She could only look on in horror as the probe jammed itself into her eye and left her a gift
>An Anon in her fucking eye sockets
>The talking severed pony head was saying something, but with foam-filled ears she couldn't hear a word of it
>The head and all of the mechanical arms retreated, leaving her alone and unable to break out of the bonds
>Suddenly the floor began to lower
>Another set of arms grabbed her by the waist and held her over a large isolation tank
>It was half full of some black liquid
>As the arms lowered her into the tank she felt thing begin to crawl all over her
>The arms dropped her into what wasn't a liquid, but thousands of the tiny creatures
>Then the lid of the tank shut and sealed, leaving our mare in total darkness whilst the Anons eagerly explored the new terrain
>While she was free to swat at them with her socked hooves, there was always another climbing there, covering her like an invasive sludge
>Crawling all through her mane and fur
>And there she stayed for a month-long relaxation vacation after which she was freed and sent on her way
>They even let her go through the gift shop
>Of course she didn't want to buy her own Anon, she wanted nothing to do with this place for about a week until she came back
 
>It'd been a few days since our heo mare had escaped the spa
>After a month in that chamber, with so much constant feeling, she felt numb by comparison
>When she was finally let out of the chamber, tiny robotic probes pulled the Anons out of every possible orifice
>Maybe having something moving around in your sinuses for a month and then nothing was a bit too much
>Within a week, she found herself trying to find a way back into the building
>She had to pry open the doors to it to get in
>When she stepped in after spending hours trying to break it open, the doors sealed behind her and the lights flickered on like last time
>The intercom crackled to life once more
>"Welcome back, Uhh, what will it be today?"
"C-can I have an hour in the tub?"
>"You want to stay in the isolation chamber for one hour? Will that be with or without restraints and with or without probe insertions?"
"No to both."
>"Thank you for your patronnage, Uhh, your account will be billed electronically. Please step through the door."
>Across the room a door opened up in the white panelling of the wall
>Practically drooling at the thought of feeling again, she anxiously lumbered towards the door
>It shut behind her, the isolation chamber that took up most of the room sat closed
>Another intercom awoke above her
>"Welcome back, Uhh! I see you're here on your own this time, do you need any questions answered before I open up the chamber for you?"
"No."
>"Don't worry about how to get in, you can jump in if you'd like. You couldn't crush an Anon with a 10 ton press! We've tried!"
>The isolation chamber hissed and opened up, revealing the black liquid-like mass of the small creatures
>"Due to the short duratuon of your stay, you will only be provided oxygen. Please do not relieve yourself while in the isolation chamber. Thank you."
>The brave mare loomed over the edge of the isolation chamber, peering down at the black and green creatures
>They all seemed to be pushing towards her
 
>She lowered a hoof to the surface of the Anons and it bulged up to meet her
>They clung onto her hoof wherever they could
>The indescript mare got a lewd idea, turning around slightly and stepping into the pool with her rear hooves first, and then plopping into them flank-first
>The disturbance forced some of the Anons out of the way of her body, but they soon shifted and she began to sink into the hundreds of Anons
>As they overtook her face, she watched as the lid to the isolation chamber lowered and shut
>The mare spread her legs, feeling as the Anons explored her thoroughly, forcing themselves into her marehood and ponut and anywhere else they could fit
>Within seconds she experienced an intense orgasm that no toy could give her after the spa
>The tiny creatures crawled across her face, some of them up her nose intentionally and others managed to pull open her lips
>She stuck out her tongue and drug a single Anon in, causing the others to more fervently pry open her mouth
>Almost as soon as it began, her time was up
>The chamber opened, flooding light in and robotic arms fished her out from the bottom of the pool
>Once all of the Anons were removed from her body and returned, she was allowed to exit through the giftshop once more
 
>As our hero mare walked through the giftshop to the exit, the cashier sprung to life
>"Hiya! Can I interest you in any merchandise before you go?" it asked
"Not really."
>"We've got..." the cashier turned around to look at a rack of clothes that had rotted away after centuries
>"... No clothing to offer. Want to take home your very own Anons?"
>The mare stopped
"Wait, what?"
>"Do you want a free sample?"
"I can never say no to free."
>The cashier ducked down and looked under the counter
>The robotic pony came back up with a small cylindic container and a little booklet
>"A sample Anon, on the house."
>She looked at the metallic cylinder, it shifted slightly as if something inside were still moving
>"And there's the manual, in case you need help." it pointed to the booklet
>She opened up the small bit of paper
>Hello! You've just adopted X amount of Anons!
>Caring for them is a breeze, they don't need any special food, or any at all.
>It's practically impossible to hurt or break your Anons, they can't be flattened in a 10 ton press, or sawed through with a diamond blade, or even chemically dissolved.
>They don't drown, burn, or melt. We haven't found a way yet.
>Anons are curious creatures and are very smart, but it seems they don't speak at pitches we can hear, they know how to read your body language and can hear what you say.
>It's a known fact that Anons love to be around ponies in any way possible, they will go to crazy extents to get back to you if seperated.
>Please take good care of your Anon.
>That wasn't very informational
>She flipped to the table of contents and it suddenly became very informational
>Multiple pages about just a few of the ways that Anons end up getting used and tips for doing it safely
>She left the booklet on the counter and grabbed the cylinder, walking out
>"Have an Anontastic day!"
>Our good hero went back home
>She set the container on the ground and looked at it rock gently
 
>With the metal cylinder set on a table in front of her couch, she reached towards it hesitantly
>With a hoof she unscrewed the cap of the container and let it fall onto its side
>Something tiny emerged from the container and stretched
>It was an Anon, just like the ones at the spa
>Barely an inch tall
>She looked down at it
>The Anon looked so small and fragile
>It stood there for a few moment before it started walking toward her
>The Anon stood at the edge of the table and looked down, as if judging if it should jump
>She raised up a hoof and caught the Anon's attention
>She held it over the small creature and it just stood there
>The pony lowered her hoof down just above the Anon, fractions of an inch above its head
>It reached up and latched onto the frog of her hoof, clinging to the soft flesh
>Shocked by the sudden grabbing, she pulled her hoof back, the Anon crawled over the edge of her hoof and onto the top of it
>She was able to bring it close to her face and look at it
>It was looking back at her
>Fascinating
>Right up until it jumped onto her face
>It had a surprising leap for such a small creature
>She was able to grab onto it before it disappeared into her mane
>She put it back down on the table and held it under her hoof
>The Anon moved slightly, wriggling out from under her
"Stay here." she says, walking off to her room and coming back with a sock
>She out it on and pulled it off to show the Anon what it was used for
 
>She held out the sock to the edge of the table, using her hooves to hold it open
>The Anon looked cautiously over the edge and into the sock and then back up to the mare
>He seemed to realize what it was she wanted
>Hesitantly, he sat down on the edge of the table and dropped into the sock, falling down to the bottom of it
>She slid the sock onto her hindhoof, feeling the small form wedged under the hard part of her hoof like a small pebble
>She thought she could use some more, sure one Anon was fine, but it was nothing compared to the tub full of them
>She stepped around her house, testing the Anon's limits against the floor
>Even under her full weight between her hoof and the wood floor, he did not compress in the slightest
>She tugged off the sock and dumped out the small creature, it stood up unharmed
>She'd wondered if it was safe to have just one of them... inside of her
>She certainly wouldn't crush it, but what if she couldn't get it back out?
>She shuddered at the thought
>She quickly went to the restroom to grab some floss, she had an idea
>When she came back, the Anon was laying in the sock he was unceremoniously poured out of
>She got onto her back, and curled as far forward as she could, tying the string around the base of her tail and the other end around the Anon
>He didn't seem too happy about being tied to something, but didn't have the strength to break the string or her double knot
>She grabbed the Anon and plunged him into her marehood, now that she had a way to pull him out
>He went to work right away, he had ample cordage to explore her depths
>With an excited shiver, she got up and went out the door
>One Anon wasn't enough, she wanted more
 
>She held out the sock to the edge of the table, using her hooves to hold it open
>The Anon looked cautiously over the edge and into the sock and then back up to the mare
>He seemed to realize what it was she wanted
>Hesitantly, he sat down on the edge of the table and dropped into the sock, falling down to the bottom of it
>She slid the sock onto her hindhoof, feeling the small form wedged under the hard part of her hoof like a small pebble
>She thought she could use some more, sure one Anon was fine, but it was nothing compared to the tub full of them
>She stepped around her house, testing the Anon's limits against the floor
>Even under her full weight between her hoof and the wood floor, he did not compress in the slightest
>She tugged off the sock and dumped out the small creature, it stood up unharmed
>She'd wondered if it was safe to have just one of them... inside of her
>She certainly wouldn't crush it, but what if she couldn't get it back out?
>She shuddered at the thought
>She quickly went to the restroom to grab some floss, she had an idea
>When she came back, the Anon was laying in the sock he was unceremoniously poured out of
>She got onto her back, and curled as far forward as she could, tying the string around the base of her tail and the other end around the Anon
>He didn't seem too happy about being tied to something, but didn't have the strength to break the string or her double knot
>She grabbed the Anon and plunged him into her marehood, now that she had a way to pull him out
>He went to work right away, he had ample cordage to explore her depths
>With an excited shiver, she got up and went out the door
>One Anon wasn't enough, she wanted more