Here's something new.
hello again, I think its fun to draw this things, no wonder why its popular
hey it's cc2, added more to "basement fluffy mill"
>walking home from getting groceries
>hear a crying mare
>she's down an alley
>see her, she's a bright blue pegasus, with a lavender mane
>she is fit to burst with foals
>she's crying about her special friend not coming back
>continues crying about "tummeh huwties"
>walk up to her
hey fluffy you want a cookie?
>she's startled and feebly tries to run
pwease nuu huwt soon mummah, babbehs nee mummah fow miwkies an wuv
>i crouch down next to her and hold out the cookie
>she stops and looks up at me
nummies fow fwuffie?
yup all yours
>she hungrily devours the cookie
>i give her a few more and she eats them all up
fank yuu nice mistew,be fwuffies nyu daddeh?
Of course, I have a bunch of other fluffies that would like to meet you, but only if you are a good fluffy
>her eyes light up
WEAWWIE? NYU FWENDS? Fwuffie am bestes fwuffie eba, gib huggies an wuv an pway an hab bestes babbehs
ok let's go
>pick her up
>she spends most of the walk home singing
>singing about the usual fluffy shit, love, hugs, babies, nummies etc
>leave groceries in the kitchen
>take the new mare to the safe room
>there are three mares
>a tan earth with a red mane named Mary
>a dark green unicorn with a pink mane named Phyllis
>and a black earth with with a blue mane named Janet
>there is also 13 foals of varying ages, colors and types
>i leave the mare to get acquainted with her new friends and put away my groceries
>fast forward a few days
>she's going into labor
>done this who knows how many times
>birthing goes fine, no hiccups
>she has 8 foals, a shit load by fluffies standards
>clean the filth off of each baby
>mares begging for babies
>she had 3 decent colored foals, 2 good colored foals, a dark grown a puke green and a runt
>i hand over the pretty ones first
>moment of truth
>hand her the remaining 3
siwwy daddeh, poopeh babbehs an dummeh babbehs nuu nee miwkies
miwkies awe fow gud babbehs, nuu poopeh ow dummeh babbehs dat nuu eben twy the be pwettie
>oh well, it happens, maybe I can convince her to take care of them
remember what I said? When we first met?
>she looks at me
mummah nuu knuu
I told you that only good fluffies can live in the safe room
>she looks confused
buh mummah am gud fwuffie, mummah am bestes fwuffie
good fluffies take care of all babies, including the other babies
>hold up her three chirping foals, and gesture towards the other foals
>the mare furrows her brow
mummah nuu gib miwkies the dummeh ow poopeh ow udda nuu mummahs babbehs, mummah nuu wan miwkie fiefs
>i hand off the foals to mary who's near by
>without pause she's already feeding and singing to the little chirpers
>Phyllis and Janet join quickly to help with the feeding
>the mare looks at them with obvious disgust
>looks like we have a candidate for the sorry room
fluffy! You will love and feed ALL! Babies or you will go into the sorry room
>she gets visibly angry
NUUU CAWE, WET DUMMEH MAWES GIB DUMMEH MIWKIES TEH DUMMEH MIWKIE FIEFS!!!
>oh shit, been a while since I found a smarty mare, they aren't very common
>Janet, Mary and Phyllis start herding babies away from the mare, they know what's coming
you will love and feed them or you get th-
MUMMAH NUUU CAWE, MUMMAH WIWW GIB DUMMEH AN POOPEH BABBEHS WOSTES HUWTIES FOW STEAW BESTES MIWKIES, AN GIB DUMMEH MAWES FOWEBA SWEEPIES, AN-
>i slap that bitch and grab her by the tail
>she's screeching and hollering, making demands
>good thing she's emptied out from the birthing, so she doesn't piss and shit all over the place
>the chirpers she was feeding are left on the ground
>the nursey mares quickly collect them for cooing, singing and additional feedings
WET MUMMAH GUU, GIB BABBEHS NAO OW HAB WOWSTES HUWTIES DUMMEH HOOMIN, MUMMAH GUN GIB FOWEBA SWEEPIES TEH DUMMEH BABBEHS AN MAWES
>i ignore her on my way to the basement
>i have a special way to break fluffies, even smarties
glad to hear it
>open the basement door
>don't bother turning on the light
>better to leave her fate as a surprise
>besides I know my way to the sorry room blindfolded and backwords
uhuuuhuuuu nuu wike dawkies, pwease sabe mummeh fwom dawkies daddeh
>classic sympathy ploy
>she starts to wriggle, this only serves to hurt her
huuhuuuuuu why taiw hab huwties
>as we near the sorry room she starts to hear muffled sobs and screams
hewp daddeh, nuu wan nummied by munstah
>reach the room
>turn on the lights
>there is a wall full of boxes with straps, feeding tubes and waste chutes leading to a compost
>headphones for the fluffies to hear everything they are missing out on
>and sound proofing foam around the walls and ceiling, don't need to alarm the good fluffies
>i currently have 17 mares strapped in at varying stages of pregnancy
>finding replacements can be difficult since I need to make sure I always have nursey mares
>the mare is in hysterics now
WEY FWUFFIES STUCKIES TEH WAWW?NUU WAN NUMMED BY WAWW MUNSTAH, PWSEEEHEEHEHEEEEESE DADDEH NUU WAN BE BAD FWUFFIE NUU MOWE, WUB AWW BABBEHS
>she continues her pleading and fighting as I strap her in
>i put in the feeding tube and her voice is muffled like the rest
>i direct her gaze to the 40” tv
>there's a live feed from the safe room where the nursey mares are playing/feeding and cuddling the babies
>they couldn't be happier
>the mare falls silent and stares in horror at the display
>as Mary feeds HER babies
you will spend the rest of your life as a brood sow, and watch as good mothers raise all your babies
>i lean in closer and whisper directly into her ear
you shouldn't have lied to me, I told you only good fluffies can live in the safe room
>turn and leave her to her suffering
>pull out phone and call up Dan the man
ring...ring...ring...rin- hey Frank what's up?
Hey Dan I have a new mare, think I can get a stud tomorrow? Extra rough if possible
...you get a smarty?
Yup, think you can manage?
Yeah yeah I got the perfect stud, new one named sunny, real head strong had to leave him in the sorry box for a week to break him...still an asshole but he does as he's told
perfect when can you get here and what's the rate??
premium rate he's a white alicorn with a rainbow mane as for time, uuuuuhhhhhhh how's nine in the morning? I got a thing at 10:30
that works see you then
alright see you
>his stud is a real noisy bastard
WHEWE AM SUNNIE! WET SUNNIE GUU NAO!!!
>he brings the stud to the sorry room
>open's the cage
>sunny bursts out
WHEWE AM SUNNIE!!!
>he looks around
>sees the mares on the wall
>looks at Dan
SUNNIE WAN ENFIES NAO
yes that's why you are here sunny you fucking idiot
>he starts pawing at the ground
>proclaiming himself "bestes stawwion" "gib aww duh enfies"
>i get the mares
>undo the feeding tube before the straps
p-p-pwease daddeh,nuu knuu wat fwuffie duu buh fwuffie am sowwie an haf wowstes heawt huwties
nuu am bad fwuffie nuu mowe, am gud mawe, am gud mummah teh aww babbehs, eben dummehs an poopehs
>more transparent then a politician
onwy wan babbehs, pwease nice daddeh
>i smile at here
of course, you can have babies
>she immediately perks up
WEAWWIE?GUNNA GIB AWW DUH HUGGIES AN MIWKIES AN WUB AN-
>she continues as i unstrap her
>pick her up
>set her in front of a camera to take her picture
>Dan gives me Sunnies picture, need these to sell the video
>i hand him the money
>the pen and cameras are set up
>sunny is ready
>pick up the mare, decide to call her sunset
>not that she'll ever know, it's only for the video
whewe am babbehs? Mummah wan babbehs wite nao!
ok here you go
>toss her in the pen with sunny
uhuuuhhuuu, wey daddeh fwow mummah? Whewe babbe-
>she spots sunny eyeing her
>she shits herself
>sunny steps forward
hewwo pwetty mawe,sunnie gonna gib bigges enfies
>me and Dan go in the other room to give the lovebirds some privacy
>be best stallion ever
>have prettiest fur
>even prettier mane
>wings and pointy face
>gonna have special hugs with pretty mare
>daddy no give babies
>call out for daddies help
>daddies not there
>monster is gonna eat momma
>babies won't get best milk
>sunny runs right at sunset
wets hab speciew huggies pwettie mawe
>sunset tries to scamper away
>sunset bites down on her tail
>sunny yanks sunset back
dummeh mawe nuu wun ow hab biggest huwties
>he raises a hoof and smashes it into sunsets face
>he leaves a black/purple bruise, sunsets right eye is now sealed shut
gib dummeh mawe NNGF! Geeewwwd feeeeeewwwws
>sunset just lays there, in shock at the turn of events
>all she thinks about are her 5 favorite babies
uhuuuhuuu wan babbehs
>enf enf enf enf enf enf
sunnie gib pwetty mawe aww deh babbehs
>enf enf enf enf enf enf enf enf enf enf enf enf enf enf enf enf enf enf enf enf enf enf enf enf
aaaaahhhhhh geewd feews
>sunny dismounts and walks in circles for a moment
>sunset begins to stand up again
uhhhhhuuuuuuuuuuhuuuuuuu, nuuu wan munstah babbehs, onwy wan pwettie babbehs
>this catches sunnies attention
>he walks up to sunset
>shoves her back down
>sunset isn't going down as easily this time
nuuuuu NUUUUUUUUU NUUUUUUUUUUUU WIKE, GUU WAY PWEASE, NNUUUUUU HUWT MUMMAH
>sunny starts stomping on her again
DUMMEH MAWE GIB ENFIES NAO!!!
>sunset gets away and runs around the perimiter of the pen
>sunny gives chase
GIB SUNNIE AWW ENFIES NAO SSCCCRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
>he jumps and lands right ontop of sunset
>she stops fighting
>she just lays there for the next 20 minutes as sunny does as he pleases
>putting sunset back in the straps was easy
>she was limp, bruised and pretty battered
>hopefully she has another big litter of foals
>gotta get my moneys worth
hey frank, I gotta go, good luck with selling the tape
I don't need luck, you know how those MLP weirdos are, they love this shit
still weirds me out that they fucking jerk off to this shit
yeah but hey, why not make a profit off it? And I think this one will sell real well
haha true, alright take it easy
>close the door
>make an early lunch
>sandwich and chips for me
>spaghetti O's for the fluffies as a random treat
>maybe it'll snap sunset out of her fugue
>bring lunch to the fluffies
hey fluffies guess what I have
>the foals swarm me when they smell the spaghetti O's
wan sketties daddeh, wan sketties
>place the bowls of spaghetti O's on the floor for them
>while they are occupied I go to the nursey mares
hey Mary, Phyllis, Janet how are the new babbehs
>mary pipes up
babbehs awe fuww, an sweepies, an hab huggsies and wuv
>i set down a bowl for each of them
that's good, im glad to see my favorite fluffies treating them so well
>they dig into their treat
>as the fluffies stuff themselves I hear peeps of “fank yu daddeh” and “bestes nummies”
>i finish my lunch and play with one of the chirpers
>a medium blue earth with a red mane I assume is sunsets favorite
peep peep chiirp cheep
>sometimes I can't help but think fluffies are cute
>at least the well behaved ones
teehee, babbeh wuv daddeh
>i pat Phyllis on the head
yup, and I love baby
>i look right at the camera as I say this
>in the sorry room sunset is sobbing uncontrollably
>why daddy no give fluffy sketties?
>why baby love mean daddy but no love momma?
>a week goes by and sunsets babies start opening their eyes
>the nursey mares are ecstatic with this development
>can't get them to shut up about it
>sunset still tries to get my attention every time I go to check on the sows
>she still holds out hope that things will be ok
>smarties can hold out a while before they finally give up
>currently playing with the babies
>the nursey mares have their hooves full with all the others
>have a couple looking to adopt that should arrive soon
>hear a knock at the door
>go to the door and open
hello we're looking to adopt a fluffy, is this the right place?
Yep, you didn't have trouble finding it I hope
oh no, not at all
>make small talk as I lead them to the safe room
here they are, i have a few that only recently opened their eyes, but there's have plenty of weanlings
oh my god they are so cuute <3 says femanon
you raise all these yourself? Asks anon
nah I mostly breed them in the basement
>point out the nursey mares
Janet, Mary and Phyllis raise the babies, they are all well mannered and litter trained
wow so all of them are raised by three fluffies? They must get exhausted says femanon
not really, nothing gets mares excited more than foals, and they adore all foals
anyway go ahead and play with them, and take your time picking out the one you want
>the femanon goes in and introduces herself immediately
>anon just hangs back and asks some pretty standard questions
so how hard are these to take care of?
Not too hard they eat most anything, and as long as they have toys they can keep themselves entertained for a while, but they do require regular contact especially the young ones
Well if they're still on milk they need constant attention otherwise they may become catatonic, weanlings need attention on at least a daily basis otherwise they may develop depressive tendencies, but once they're fully grown you can ignore them every other day and they won't be worse for wear.
Damn the babies can actually die from lack of attention?
Yup, before starvation, thirst or exposure they are terribly needy
>the femanon comes over with a foal in her hand
I love the colors on this one
>it's sunsets blue and red “bestes” foal
>i smile to myself
>in the dimly lit sorry room sunset slumps in her restraints
>she's watching as frank plays with her babies
>they call him daddy and tell him how much they love him
>they call the nursey mares momma and tell her the same
>the words tear into sunsets heart like jagged knives
>she spends most of her waking ours crying and silently pleading for daddy to save her
>she watches frank leave the room
>watches as her babies play tag with an older brown foal
>she watches daddy and two new humans return
>she knows what's next
>she's seen humans come in and take away fluffies for a week now
>she watches femanon sit in front of the fluffies and hug and play with them en masse
>she can't stand to watch anyone but her play with her babies
>she starts struggling as femanon plays with her babies
>femanon picks up her bestest baby and sunset is in quiet hysterics
>she starts banging against the sides of her box
>the neighboring fluffy moves a little but settles down again
>femanon now takes bestest baby to daddy
>daddy won't give dummy human bestest baby right? That am mommas baby
>femanon gives the baby to daddy and sunset calms down
>daddy walks to the cabinet and opens a drawer
>he pulls out something you can't identify
>he talks to the other humans for a while about taking care of babies
>then he hands over the strange package and bestest baby
>sunset goes berserk
>the femanon hugs bestest baby as anon gives daddy green paper
>sunset is straining as hard as she can against her restraints but they won't give
>the strange humans leave the room and sunset realizes that she will never see her bestest baby ever again
>she pushes and pulls as hard as her slowly atrophying limbs will allow
>she puts everything she can into one final push
>femanon hands over the foal
>i lead them to the cabinet where I keep assorted fluffy shit
>open the drawer I keep “foal kits” in
this one is still on milk so you will need to give it constant attention and feed it using a bottle, if you have to leave it alone for more than an hour you can use the speaker to make it think another fluffy is in the room and he will spend his time looking for it, this should give you about 5 hours at most but I wouldn't push it
will it still work? He did just hear you say that
nah don't worry he will forget what I said in like 5 minutes assuming he's even paying attention
>the foal is looking up at frank
daddi, whewe am babbi goin? Whewe mummi? Babbi nee miwkies fwom mummi
>i scratch the little foal
don't worry your new mom will keep you fed and happy
>he turns around and looks at femanon
bu dis nuu momma, wite?
Awww don't worry i'll be the best mother ever ok little baby? I'll play with you all the time and give you lots of milk
>this calms the foal a bit
>they don't like change at this age but they are pretty dumb and forgetful so the anxiety passes quickly
>we conclude our business
>the nursey mares say goodbye to the foal
>i escort the couple out and head to the basement
>need to drive the nail in deeper into sunset so to speak
>reach the sorry room and I flip the light switch
>sunset has broken her leg
what the fuck did you do?
>leave her their to check the cameras
>watch the footage of here slamming and tugging at her restraints and eventually breaking her leg
well fuck! Now I need to pillow her cause that ain't gonna heal right if she's in restraints
>get out the old kit
>set down all my tools
>go over to sunset
>shes in a lot of pain and screams as soon as I unstrap her
HEWP DADDEH MEANIE BAWKSIE MUNSTAH GIB WOWSTES WEGGIE HUWTIES
>i ignore her as I set her down on the operating table
>put her under asap
>ain't got time for her bullshit
>grab the straight razor and shave around the shoulders and hips
>apply iodine to sterilize the area
>take the scalpel and start cutting 4 triangles into her flesh to sew together
>peal them back
>sever the tendons connecting the muscles to her shoulders/hips
>peal those back
>grab the bone saw and start sawing off her legs
>with the legs off I start stitching her up
>apply more iodine to stave off infection
>she's still asleep so I just strap her back in and leave her there
>grab something to eat
>come back and she's awake
daddeh whewe am weggine? why weggies wun away?
>hold up a tray with her legs in it
daddeh fine weggies? Pwease gib weggies back, nee weggies fow pway an wun
you're not getting your legs back...
>her heart sinks
>i scowl at her
you have been very bad, you broke your leg so I had to take them away, only good fluffies don't get broken legs
weggies nuu bwoke, pwease gib weggies bak
>put her feeding tube in and the headphones on
>leave her in the dark sorry room
>watching her remaining babies happily playing
>after dealing with sunset im in a foul mood
>so I go take a shower, then go to the safe room
hey fluffies who wants to go outside and play?
>this sends them into a jubilee of “pway ousidees!” and “daddeh am bestes ebba”
>the nursey mares escort the foals, fillies and colts outside into my fenced in back ground
ok listen up, you are not aloud to leave the yard, ever! You can play with the toys and in the play houses all you want but do NOT leave the yard, ok?
>they agree and run off, breaking up into groups to play tag, hide and seek, ball, sand box, fort, eat grass or just plain lay in the warm sun
>i grab my pipe and some “silly grass” as the nursey mares call it
>they smell it and come trotting up
daddeh can mawy hab siwwy gwassies?
>the others wait patiently for my answer, they know if I say yes they will all get their turn
>i light up and take a long draw
>i hold it and lower my face closer to them and beckon them to come closer
>they circle around as I slowly blow into their faces
>i do this 3 more times and by now they get really giggly
heeheeeehheeeehheehehee fank yuu daddeh, siwwie gwassies awe bestes
no problem now go have fun
>they trot off and join the other fluffies in their games and merriment
>you've never seen anything funnier than a high fluffy
>Mary is playing tag and trying not to fall over
>Phyllis is already stuck on her back laughing her ass off as a hoard of foals start crawling all over her
>and Janet is off playing fort, launching wiffleballs at the enemy fort...she hasn't hit the fort yet but that doesn't seem to stop her
>and I just sit back and watch the spectacle unfold
>then one of sunsets foals, the runt of her litter, comes up and is sniffling
what's little one?
Meanie bwuddha gib sissie huwties an nuu shawe baww, an an an-
>i cut her off
>i follow her to the offending fluffy, a bright red and black stallion
>he's telling one of the older brown colts that he's “poopy” and “nuu can pway wiff smawties baww”
>i ain't gonna stand for this shit
>i grab up the little turd
WET SMAWTIE GUU DUMMEH DADDEH, OW GET SOWWIE POOPIES!!!
>i shake him a little
you poop on me and I'll put you in the sorry box
NUU CAWE, SMAWTIE GIB DUMMEH HOOMIN FOWEBA SWEEPIES
>he then tries to shit on me but hits a fluffy beneath him
>well that settles it
>pull out a plastic baggy
>pick up the filthy fluffy
>take them both inside
>put the smarty in a water glass
>clean the other fluffy
>he starts to fuss
huuhuuuu pwease daddeh nuu huwt babbeh, babbeh nuu wike wawa
im not gonna hurt you im giving you a bath, do you want to smell pretty?
good now relax, water is good for you
>use a bit of baby soap, rinse then dry
there all better
>the fluffy smells it's fur
fank yu daddeh, fwuffie smeww pwettie!
>pick it up and bring it back outside
>the little smarty fucker has been screeching the whole time and crapping all over itself
>i can deal with the back talk, but I could never understand why smarties where so unsanitary
DUMMEH DADDEH MAKE SMAWTIE NUU SMEWW PWETTIE, GIB WOWSTEST HUWTIES AN ENFIES!
>don't think I can reform this one, whatever he'll serve to break sunset
wanna see your mother?
DUMMEH, MUUMEH AM OUSIDE, BWING FWUFFIE OUSIDE NAO!!!
no she isn't i'll show you
>grab the glass
>take him down to the sorry room
>smarty is of course terrified of the dark and the muffled crying
>flip on the lights
>smarty doesn't like what he sees
>starts pleading with me not to hurt him
>go over to sunset
>show her her foal
look fluffy, your baby is just as bad as you, now he's gonna spend the rest of his life in this basement
>she starts shaking in her restraints, trying to warn her baby to run away
>i leave the glass in front of her and make a call
Hey I got a smarty foal if you're interested
can't im grounded, my mom found me torturing some mare
ah alright, good luck kid
>hang up, try the next abuser on the list
>as I make calls smarty is making demands of sunset to let him go and give him milkies
>sunset continues to shake and pry against the restraints
>this is the first time she's seen her babies in weeks, an eternity for fluffies
>she actually gets the box she's in to rock back and forth a bit
>this causes the glass to move
>it spins around and falls off the table
>i watch as smarty hits the floor
>and the shit covered glass shatters around him
>smarty has pieces of glass sticking out of him and he's hyperventilating
>a few seconds go by and he's dead
>i take sunset out of her restraints and set her next to her baby
you did this, you knocked over the glass and killed your baby, I told you you were a bad mother
>i let her lay there weeping as I spent my time playing with the remaining fluffies
>some ask what happened to smarty
>i tell them not to worry about it
>they all forget about him by the end of the day
>before I go to bed I strap sunset back in
>she doesn't put up a fight
added more, that's why im posting it again
>it's been 3 months now
>sunset is due
>most of the mares have birthed and been inseminated the next day
>she knows what will happen
>she hasn't been struggling, or speaking she also avoids eye contact
>at the base of each housing is a pressure sensor
>when the suspended mares give birth a notification is sent to my phone
>i was watching tv when my phone went off
>i go to the sorry room, and there she was giving birth
>like I had hoped she swelled up real big
>there were already 3 foals with plenty more to come
>i wash them off with wetnaps and place them in a tray with a soft towel
>she's up to 8 foals most of them are brightly colored and either unicorns or pegasus
>im about to leave when one last foal drops out
>im astonished at my luck
>it's an alicorn, a bright blue with a rainbow mane, I just got a fucking rainbow dash
>the mlp freaks will pay tons for one of these
>i pick it up and sex it immediately, it's male
>this couldn't get any better
>males usually dictate pony type, earth, unicorn, pegasus or alicorn, but sometimes sire a male copy of themselves
>females usually dictate color, most litters yield at least one or two foals of similar color
>till now I had only had female alicorns, but now I have a stud of my own
>if im lucky I could get a dashie mill going and make some serious dough
>thing is I don't want to deal with a smarty, and smarty syndrome can be hereditary through male lines
>i quickly bring the foals to the safe room
>i had recently found a bubblegum pink mare with a neon green mane
>she will be due soon as well and the nursey mares have been swamped
>i may need to sell off a few in bulk to abusers just so I don't wear out the mares
guess what girls we have new babies
>they crowd around to see the new babies
>normally fluffies are terrified of alicorns but they can be taught to accept them
>the new pink mare immediately notices the dashy
>i clap my hand over her mouth
>the nursey mares have seen plenty of alicorns so they go unfazed
>mary pipes up holding the alicorn to an udder
siwwy soon mummah, awicownies nuu am munstah, awicownies am babbehs, babbehs nee miwkies an wuv
that's right, here let me show you a video
>i pick her up and she starts yelling about monster babies
>i take her to the tv room and set her on the coffee table facing the tv
>bring up my video library and play the one about alicorns
>i let her sit there and watch the video alone, and return to the safe room
>the nursey mares and stuffing the foals and glowing with maternal bliss
how are the chirpers?
>phyllis looks up
babbehs am otay, gib wassa miwkies an huggies an singies
>i give them a reassuring smile
good, I will be back in a while ok?
>i go back to the pink mare and sit on the couch and watch the video for about the thousandth time now
>the video ends and I ask the pink mare
so are you afraid of alicorns now
>she's still unsure, this is normal Janet had to watch the video 5 times before she was convinced
>i let it play a few more times and decide to test the waters
>i bring her back to the safe room and set her down
>i take dashie away from Mary since he was already fed
ok I would like you to meet a baby
>the pink mare lights up
babbeh! Fwuffy wuv babbehs
>i show her the alicorn and she recoils a bit
>then she leans forward and sniffs him
>thank fuck or who ever, I didn't want to watch that video again
>most of the younger foals are still afraid but that will pass when they see all the mares show him love
>i return dashie to the mares and go back to watching tv
>this could be my lucky break
>it's been 3 days and the pink mare has given birth to 4 foals, all but one where dull shades of green, red and brown,
>the remainder was bubblegum pink
>she didn't seem to mind having “poopy” babies and immediately fed all of them
>this was a relief and hopefully I can convince her to feed other foals
>dashie is doing all right and most of the other foals, fillies and colts have accepted him
>all accept a dark purple and blue unicorn, he was a rehabilitated smarty but that doesn't mean he isn't an asshole
>Phyllis looks up at me
Dat puwpwe pointie fwuffie twy an gib sowwy hoofsies the bwue an wingie an pointie babbeh
>go over to the purple colt
did you try to give sorry hooves to one of the babies?
>he looks away as he answers
nuuu, fwuffy nuu twy an gib foweba sweepies tuu munstah babbeh
>that's a blatent lie, time for the sorry box
>take him kicking and crying to the sorry box and leave him there for a few hours
>come back later and as usual he's covered in shit, fuck I hate smarties
>take him outside to hose him off
>he knows better by now not to tempt me since I will leave him in there all night
>dry him off
>set him down in front of the tv, watch that fucking video for the thousand and 1st time now
>keep watching it on repeat about 5 times
>mostly other fluffies talking about how fun alicorns are and how the aren't monsters
alright you little asshole what did we learn
...fwuffie wearn dat babbeh nuu am munstah
good now come on lets get you back in the safe room and fed
>leave him there and spend the rest of the day relaxing
>it's the middle of the night
>i hear screaming fluffies
>the safe room has a door that leads right to my room
>run through and see Phyllis holding the purple colt from earlier down on the ground
DADDEH, DADDEH, MEANIE PUWPWE FWUFFIE WAN HUWT BABBEHS
>guess this little asshole ain't gonna learn
are they okey?
ARE THEY OKEY?
UHUUUUU I NUUU KNUUUUUUUHUUUUUUUUUUUUUHUHUUUUUU
>flip on the lights
>go over to the fluff pile
>he stomped 3 foals to death
>dashies ok but pink mares brown foal was dead
>the pink mare sees this and loses it
b-babbeh? BABBEH?!?! NUUUUUUUUU!!! BABBEH PWEASE WAKIES, GIB HUGGSIES AN WUBUHUUUHUUUUUU
>go over to the purple colt
>grab and yank him up, hard, by the tail
SCRRREEEEEEEE, TAIW HUWTIES, NUUU WIKE, DADDEH PWEASE NUU HUWT GUD FWUFFIE
>walk out the safe room
>once I leave I start swinging the colt in a tight circle
>slam him into the sorry box and shut it without a word
>im fucking done with his ass
>grab my phone and call guss
ring...r-hey frank you got a fluffy for me?
Yeah guss, one of my not so rehabilitated smarties
oooohoohoohohoooooo can't wait, must have really fucked up for you to call me
yeah he killed some foals
damn, how are the mares
>sick fuck just want's to hear how much pain they're in
cut the shit you interested?
Yeah yeah, when can I have him?
You home now?
i'll be there in a bit
>i put the sorry box in the trunk
>i must've really hurt him cause he kept pleading for me to let him out
>i drive eratically, take sharp corners and the like
>anything to send that box slamming into the sides of the trunk
>finally get to guss's place
>ring the bell
>he opens the door
>now a bit about guss
>he was a programmer by trade, a morbidly obese neet, and a true sociopath
>he loved nothing more than to torture animals when he was a kid
>but when fluffies hit the streets he was like a kid in a candy store
>and he pays good money for pampered fluffies
>not a day goes by without an email from him offering a ton of money for one of my nursey mares
>and here he was, wearing dirty sweatpants, a Cheezos stained anime t-shirt and about 3 weeks of accumulated filth
hey guss, got you gonna let me in?
>he let's me into his trash filled hovel
>empty containers everywhere, dirty dishes and empty chinese takeout
>i look around
nope, you got the money?
>he gives me a toothy grin and hands me a wad
>i give him the box and leave
>that little fucker is in for a world of hurt
>as part of our deal he sends me a free copy of the videos he sells as a side business
>can't wait to see them honestly
and that's "basement fluffy mill" as ussual critiques and suggestions are welcome
Guys help I think my dog is sick. Pic related, it's my dog.
Does anyone have the rest of this series? I can't seem to find it.
>walk out of movie theater
>can't believe i have to pay $12 to watch a movie at the theater now
>cross a few streets and hear a fluffy screeching in a side street
>look over and see the fluffy being kicked by some teenagers
>go over and tell the kids to fuck off and they take off running and laughing
>the fluffys face is bloody and she is preggo
>tankyou mistuh Huuuhuuuhuuu Momma Soon
>yeah no problem. I hear the sound of clopping and see a herd
>Hewd Mummah Need Hewp
>Herd comes running over and the smarty puffs his cheeks at me Gib Dummeh Wostest Huwties Fow Aboose to Mummah !
>the smarty is a alicorn and looks like someone modified it with a real blade too it's head then then usual horn
>I helped stop the abuse you got here too la
>the smarty rams his head into my leg. OW FUCK !
>HOOMIN WEVE OR GIB FOWEVBEAH SWEEPIES !
>ah fuck i got blood trickling down my leg i hope he didn't get a Vein he just missed the bone cause of the angel he stabbed me
>I said i didn't do this !
>Huhuhuhu SCAWWY HUOOMIN DO DIS TO FWUFFY !
>what the fuck, no i didn't !
>the Fluffy stab my leg again this time the pain is much worse. AH!!! SON OF A BITCH !
>Hoomin Say Meanie Woud
>the alicorn goes to strike again but i dodge him
>not this time little shit
>Grab Garbage can lid and knock his blade off cutting it's head open abit
>OWWIES ! DUMMEH HOOMIN GIBBIN IT NAO !
>I pick up the smarty by the tail BAD UPPSIES TAIWL HUTIES !
>shouldn't have picked a fight with me asswipe I fling his ass back down the other end of the alley
>the mares are scared there are 3 of them counting the one i saved who bullshit lied about me harming her
>why did you lie saying i hurt you if it wsn't for me you would be DEAD taking forever sweepies
>NU CAWE ! FWUFFY HATECHU DUMMEH HOOMINS AWW SAME TWY NU KIWW FWUFFYS
>not me i love fluffys but i'm making the exception today I pick her up and turn her on her back so shes fucked
Fuck your shitty bird!
>walk over too the blade and pick it up
>it's time to slice and dice you know what i mean scrubs. heh heh heh come here little chicken.
>Fwuffy Nu am chwicken Am Fwuffy Mummah Soon!
>walk over too the Mare pick her up by the neck and Slam her too the wall.
>HAVE YOUR BABIES NOW OR YOU WILL GET FOREVER SLEEPIES ! i show her the blade
>Nuuhuuhuuuhuuuuuu Babbehs nu am weddie fow Biggest Poopsies ! huuu huuu
>I run the blade alongside her special place and run the tip around her special place slowly
>HNNNNGH haff hafff hafff HNNNNNGHH
>I pin her neck too the wall as i back up so piss and shit doesn't get all over me.
>Mummah Twy Mistuh ! HNNNNGH PWEESE COME OUT NAO BABBEHS ! HNNNGH
>one foal falls after the other in total of 5 and they are chirping from a early Birth with very slow Movement
>Babbehs ! WUN ! WUN AN HIDE FWOM MUNSTAH !
>this bitch thinks her babies are just gonna up and leave real cute they are all very close together on the ground
>the other mare goes over to help the Babbehs i stomp my foot by the babies
>come any closer the babies go forever sleepies too as i look down at her
>she looks at me with a horrid scared as shit look backing away slowly but then starts making her way for the babies as i look back at the fluffy i am holding but i noticed this I kick her away hitting her in the face
>I drop the mare who then land on all her foals
>Woops ! look like you killed them on your own!
>Bebbehs ! NUUUUUUU Mummah Gib Huggsies Huggsies Make Eveveyting Bittew !
>she trys hugging them but no dice.
>HuuuHuuu Woststest Mummah Evah
>I pick her up by the tail
>Nu Wike Nu Wike Bad Uppsies !
>the Smarty comes back after being out of action for a minute
>Dummeh Hoomin Weave Fwuffys Awone Gu Way Nao !
>Or What ? you asshole. or what ? your life will be over before you know it
>I use to watch wrestling as a kid and i know what i'm gonna do to take out this little shit
>I put her head into my armpit so her head would come through the other side just enough and fall back into the Pavement
>DDT !!! I YELL OUT
>WHAM i hear SNAP ! she face planted into the ground. her face is broken her head is still intact tho.
>I see the other Mare Running and the Mare i put upside down shes yelling the whole time NU WIKE PWEASE WEVE WOSTEST HUWTIES FOW FWUFFYS NU GUD FWUFFYS ONWY FOW WUB AND HUGGIES AND SKETTIS MUMMAHS AN DADDEHS !
>I walk over too the Running Mare and pick her up by the neck pin her too the wall.
>i tell her the exact thing.
>HAVE YOUR BABIES NOW. OR GET FOREVER SWEEPIES !
>shes crying so hard her fluff is soaked and i mean drenched !
>NU! HATECHU !
>walk over with her in hand grab the blade slam her back too the wall
>time for a C-Section !
>Wat Am C Secshun ?
>I cut her stomach open in a slit and slice right down
>I pull Out each foal and put them on the ground and shes bleeding out alot. she won't make it alive
>Babbehs ! Mummah hewe !
>chirp chirp chirp ! shes puts each on too her tit
>shes had 3 babies. I walk over and grab the trash can lid and then pull the two foals off her tits
>NU MUMMAH WUB BABBEHS NU HUWT BABBEHS !!!!NUUU STAWWWWWWWP !
>I gather them close together and put them under the trashcan cover so they are stuck
>I grabbed a small piece of wood and bang on it away to scare the fluffys
>NUUUU NUU SCAWW BABBEHS ! PWEESE ! AM GUD MUMMAH !
>Oh yeah how to you know your a good mother already ? you just gave birth ! one of these babies could be Grey ! or Green ! Or Worse for you BROWN !
>Nuuu Mummah nu habe Poopie Babbeh !
>I got an idea
>I lift up the can and take out a random foal of my choosing and set it aside woah there's a bunch of shit and piss in there from all the banging i was causing to scare them or make them def
>BABBEH ! MUMMAH HEWE ! MUMMAH SABE BABBEH !
>I force one of the eyes open
>wow that little guy guy quite the voice on him for being a newborn huh i said too the mother
>NUUUU See Pwace Nu Spose Am Open Yet ! Why Hoomin Huwt Babbeh ? Huu Huuu Huuu
>I force the Other Eye open, SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
>I leave the trashcan lid on the other foals still but i put down the baby i forced it's eyes open and take the stick and keep hitting the trash can lid for about a good 30 seconds with two last bangs to be even bigger and louder.
>the mother is cry so hard shes watching helplessly i reveal to her the babies under neath. they are dead
>Nuuuu Babbehs Wake Up !
>she tries hugging them. she fails. they are all dead but the one i set aside.
>i set aside the one with it's eyes i forced open.
>it's time little guy to watch your mom take forever sweepies !
>the foal is chirping loudly.
> Nuuuu Nu HUWT FWUFFY FWUFFY AM Fow WUB AND
>I signal for the tombstone. Taker was always my favorite till WWE Ruined him
>Pick fluffy up and put her into tombstone position
>wait i can get her at the right hight enough to do enough damage.
>I decide to cut her head off with the blade slowly.
>SCREEEEEEEEEEEE HUWTIES !!! Glugrgukgrukguurrrkgurrrk I force off her head with my hand and thrown it at the smartywho is now crying and sucking on it's own Hoof making chirping sounds
>chirp Nu Huwt Fwuffys Any Mowe Mistuh. Am Twing to be Gud Fwuffy Hewd Leadew !
>i pick him up by the neck and he's giving me the huu huuuu's I place him sitting down with his back against the wall infront of the Mare who is defnesless upside down and he goes back to sucking his hoof making chirp noises
>SMARTY HEWP SOON MUMMAH ! she yells out
>oh he won't be helping you.... i turn her around with her special place and shithole faceing the smarty. She was the biggest mare i think she may have 8 babies maybe even 7 she was the biggest... but i saved the grand finale for last.
>Wat Hoomin Dewin ? Huuu Huuuu
>I have a grin on my face looking down at her she get's a terrified look on her face with a gasp like she knows whats coming.
>I climb ontop of a closed garbage bin and perform one last wrestling move... The Big Splash
>I jump off the bin and land stomach first across the pregnant fluffys stomach.
>the largest amount of shit and piss shoots out from her landing on the smarty and the Foals com flying out of her splatting against the wall hard litterally with a huge SPLAT !
>shes exploded i look at her and her guts are all over the pavement and organs everywhere the smarty covered in shit and piss and organs and blood and birthwaste
>hes frozen in fear, i look down at the mare her eyes are gone they shot out of her.head.
>continue to ruin my life
>still wait all the day on 4 chan a fluffy thread
>no goals in my life, mom have a job
>no friends irl
>but it's ok
>continue posting birds
>Babbeh Wuv You Mummah CHEEP CHEEP CHIRP PEEP !
>jesus Christ ! SHES STILL ALIVE!! WTF...
>Babbeh Wuv Mummah, mummah wuv bab....
>then there was silence. shes dead
>I look at the smarty who is covered in Mare/Foalblood Piss and shit and Birthwaste from the mare with wide eyes
>still sucking away at his hoof not even moving a inch just sucking away
>i look over at the foal who has seen all this. but hes going blind because i forced open it's eyes
and it seems in that amount of time he grown stubble for it's fur.
>it's fur is black. thats rare right ? i never seen one like this before. very interesting.
>I could kill it but decided not too. i think i'll keep it as a pet and look after the blind little thing
>who knows i may fuck around with him cause hes blind hahaha who knows i may fall in love with the little blind prick
>I pick him up and tell it i am your Daddy now .. you saw what i done. be a good baby and this kinda shit won't happen too you. got it ?
>it's crying but with lots of peeps. wow it's eyes are turning a different color i think that's from premature eye opening done by yours truely.
>i start to walk off into the sunset with a brand new blind fluffy in hand
record scratch sound
>what the hell do i do with that smarty ? hmm
> i pick it up and it's like i was picking up a rock. there was no movement from the fluffy just tears and sucking his hoof.
>I really fucked him up good. I snap my fingers in front of his face too see if he can snap out of it
>i think this it the catatonic state fluffies enter when you don't talk too them OR show them any love. looks like thats not the only way you can get them to enter that state
>HEY YOU ! I should at it, WANNA BE MY NEW PET AS WELL ? LOTS OF LOVE AND SKETTIS AND ALL THAT SHIT FLUFFYS WANT !
>nope no answer still the same state. I put him down the same way i set him down before.
>I Kick his head in too the brick wall and hear a massive CRUNCH !
>your welcome ! ya Bastard !
The End !
couple notes, the eye opening would have been immediately blinding and only foals go catatonic from isolation, though im sure most fluffies would go catatonic from what that smarty went through
I know from the stuff A reads. everything has to go cannon to what is written for fluffy culture from comics too stories.
I think A wants to wean abit from Canon write ups. it's like rules of how fluffies work and can never be changed. we always know what will happen when this or that happens. that is why he was changing things up.
i have to agree tho with A, if a fluffy turns into a pillow fluff one thing is gonna happen too it it's expected. or when you kill a mother babies and make it suffer abit it goes into wan die mode.
only so much can be written till things get stale IMO. new stuff and ideas of how things can be punished or killed or abused happens quite often . BUT. when certain factors come into play we all know what happens with the fluffys OR too the fluffys when a certain things happens too it or it does a certain thing etc. so he wanted to do new things away from canon to change it up some for the story.
anons, i would like to take a moment to remember why we are here
I have the weirdest boner now... not even joking.
Merely academic question: Are there any borty-related fluffies??
This thread has now been breached by the xenomorph. any detected movement will result in your consumption.
no that's mcgonagall, a god among the fluffy community
how many times can i get killed by a xenomorph?
still being drawn
but i am killed each time? how?
Imagine if each post represented an alternate dimension wherein you are posting on this same thread. The xenomorph possesses mild dimension hopping powers, and seeks out alternate iterations of previously slain prey.
This one does. And due to your unfortunate proximity to this thread's content, you have picked up trace levels of the scent it is currently tracking. As a result, the magical xenomorph has decided to stalk you, seeing as you are much larger prey than the fluffies and chickens. Trust me, he's a personal friend of mine, has a phd in quantum physics, and a guaranteed spot in heaven.
dude you don't even know what your talking about, magic has no place in the aliens cannon and they don't posses the sophistication to posses a phd or friends that aren't also xenomorphs.
fixed, the mighty fluffy airplane bomber has stopped the xenomorph
The next Alien movie features Xenomorphs, of course, as well as the mage's tower from dragon age. And one xenomorph who sets out for the big city to make his dreams come true.