>Be Anon
>Be sitting on couch at home
>Next to you your thingfu sits on the couch
>One of her tentacles from her back reaching into the kitchen and coming back with a bowl of popcorn
>"So, what are we gonna watch today?", your companion asks with a big smile on her face
"Oh, you sure as heck are going to enjoy it, I can tell you as much!"
>You get up and put the tape into the TV and turn it on
>Shortly in the movie the letters "The Thing" appear on screen
>You look over to Thingpone, a smirk on your face
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>She stares at you with an expression of fear, confusion and anger
>You quickly do what sees plausible and start petting her head with one hand while dragging her closer to you with your other arm
>She seems to calm down slightly and starts watching with you
 
>You grab some popcorn from the bowl as the scene with the dogs starts playing
>In the movie, the thing's real form is visible
>You feel Thingfu getting closer she is hugging your arm tightly
>You don't really pay her too much attention and keep watching
>As they burn the thing in the movie, you feel your arm getting wet
>A glance to your side shows a half-molten Thingpone, still trying to desperately hug your arm
>You pet her once more and drag the mass of polymorphic flesh into a tight hug
>Seemingly calming down you keep watching
>After the movie you let out an audible "Eeeewwwww, that was disgusting"
>Seconds later you turn your head slowly to the small Pony besides you
>"A-anon..... D-do you think I *sniff* am d-disgusting?
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>You gulp
"N-no! You a-aren't disgusti-"
>Too late
>"That is me in the movie, anon!", she starts crying, opens the door and runs off
"Thing! Thing, come back!"
>You wait a few seconds for a response that never comes
>You quickly get off the couche now, who knows what an alien with the only goal of assimilating everything could do
>Grabbing a jacket, you head out in the cool night, looking down the street that leads to Ponyville
 
>Be Thingpone
>Be somewhere off the side of the road to Ponyville
>Cowering in the grass you have a hard time staying disguised, tentacles, eyes and teeth spreading from your entire body
>Tears are streaming down your face as you process what just happened
>Anon called you disgusting
>Anon probably also hates you
>His words hit you right in your heart, each time you replay them mentally
>"Eeeewwwww, that was disgusting"
"A-anon, I... I though you *sniff* loved me. The way I am."
>You feel your form slowly melting into a puddle of flesh
>Was this the end of it? What would you do without him now?
>A piercing chorus of small sobs escape the multiple mouths emerging from your polymorphic mass, their wail terrifying enough to scare off even a hydra
>You don't know how long you've been out here
>Nor do you know if you should just give up, your heart felt like it was about to burst
>It was then that you felt a familiar sensation which immediately gets your attention
>Anon was sitting next to you, petting whatever remained solid of your form
>He was there, just smiling at you while sitting next to you
>A few more sniffles escape before you manage to look up to him
"A-anon... wh-what are you doing... h-here... don't I disgust yo-"
>He cuts you off by placing a finger on one of your mouths and shaking his head
>He now tries to pick you up, dragging you into a deep hug
>To make it easier for him to cuddle with you, you start to reform as much as you could in a situation like this
>A tear rolls down your cheek
>"You silly thing"