It’s been about a month since the attack occurred and Iron was released from the hospital the week after Arabica was. It’s been difficult for him however, he can’t run but only hobble due to his missing leg and he will get sullen when he see where his leg was but whenever he sees Arabica and Hershey he perks up, realizing it could have been a lot worse for him and his family.
Cheddar’s special friend (who I find out is named Lilac) gave birth to four healthy foals. At first she didn’t want Arabica’s help but then realized first hand that her advice led to the foals growing up quite healthy. The foals have taken to call Arabica their sister (which isn’t a lie since they share the same father).
Hershey is being taught by her mother on how babies are lots of work and what not to do if she ever has them. It’s going well but the lessons will continue until Hershey is six months old. I might get a simulation foal toy for her near the end so she can apply the lessons and show us all how much she learned.
As for Iron, him and Cheddar get along well (partly because of their hatred for Eggplant, who almost ruined both of their lives) and speaking of which…
I head downstairs and see that twat shaking in fear and begging for it to stop. His backside is encrusted with a combination of his own feces and Iron’s sperm. His front (more specifically his snout) is encrusted with feces as well. “Huu huu huu….Eggpwant wan’ hewties to stawp. Nu am mawe! Hab poopie-pwace hewties!” He starts to cry out. It doesn’t faze me since Iron has been giving him a taste of terror for almost a month now and as much as I hate the idea of enfie-toys and litterpals, the twat Eggplant has had it coming for what he did.
I give him a nutrient paste for him to eat. “Better hurry. ‘Play’ time is in five minutes.” I tell him as he’s scarfing it down like it’s his last meal. After he cleans his plate I take it away and go back upstairs. I come back down however with Iron in my arms and Eggplant starts freaking out but I don’t care and neither does Iron. I put Iron down and he proceeds to hobble behind Eggplant.
I start hearing whimpers along the lines of “Nuuu” and "Pwease nu…" shortly before I hear a “SCREEE! NU IN POOPIE-PWACE!” Iron starts going to town on the little twat all the while I hear him go "'Ou Iwon’s enfie toy nao 'ou dummeh," and the rhythmic sounds of him going "Enf enf enf enf," while Eggplant is begging for mercy that will never come.
Eventually I hear Iron go "Gud FEEEEEEEEEWS!" as he finishes inside his former tormenter and dismounts him. Iron then hobbles away from him and positions himself so his anus is in front of Eggplant’s face. “Hab sowwy poopies 'ou dummeh,” he says before spraying feces all over Eggplant’s snout and face.
Eggplant is now reduced to chirping like a newborn. Ah, shit. He’s broken now. I get Iron cleaned up and back upstairs and put him back in the safe room. I come back down and he’s still chirping. I grab him and throw him in a trashcan outside so he can starve to death. A fitting end to a horrible fluffy.
(And there it is folks. My first multi chapter work has come to an end and at over 7,000 words this story has also become my longest. I have an idea in mind for a companion art piece but it would be a while.)