Agatha watched as a few days went by. All these chirpies were a bit much to handle. The mares kept running out of milk, so much so that Marshmellow couldn’t even take her feeder off for over 30 minutes. Not to mention everyone had to keep cleaning up after them. No one likes the taste of poopies. Nymphi, who was used to it, insisting on helping, and not to mention the chorus of chirping that kept everyone awake at night. Sooner or later on the 5th day, they began to open their eyes and talk. But something happened.
“Dummeh Mummah! Tuwip shood git mowe miwkies den poopeh sissie!”
It was one of Petals foals, named Tulip. She was one to one with the cunt. Bright pink fluff and a green mane sprouting. Candy looked at her, and said,
“Nu, babbeh, ebewyone get da same amount ob miwkies. And nu caww sissie poopeh! Dat bad.”
Candy was confused. No favoritism was shown to the babbehs, so why does this one think she deserves more milkies? Was bitch a genetic thing with Petal’s foals? The others didn’t act like that. She was pulled out of her thoughts when her own brown foal, Latte, was suddenly ripped off of her teat, peeping like a madman, while Tulip greedily sucked at Candy’s nipple.
“TUWIP! Bad babbeh! Ou nyow it Watte’s tuwn!”
She gripped the filly by the scruff and pulled her off, letting Latte finish her turn. Latte sniffled softly and it was revealed that she was the sensitive baby. However Candy was already told not to let her overeat. Latte’s eyes hadn’t opened yet and she would never be able to talk or grow teeth, but she would have a nice home. Agatha made sure of it.
“NU! TUWIP WAN MOWE MIWKIES!” “Tuwip, Nu.”
Candy’s word was final and the foal harumphed. She aimed her ass at Latte before Sonya grabbed her by the scruff and rushed her to the litterbox. The sorry poopies blasted but not where Tulip wanted. She growled as Sonya kept her suspended over the box until she drained her colon. Sonya didn’t understand. Maybe it was her fault? She did give some a bit of a longer milkie session than they should have but she didn’t really understand time.
“Mawshmewwow wan sweepies…am suuu tiwed. Nu hab sweepies in su many fowebas!”
Marshmellow finally folded. She couldn’t do it much anymore. Her brown mane had become longer and unkempt as she hadn’t had the time for Agatha to groom her. None of them did so their fluff and manes went slightly ragged. Ontop of that, even Rocky and Blueberry were trying to help despite their young ages, by shushing the babbehs as best they could by keeping them occupied.
“Pwease Mummah, nu hab saddies, Wocky and Bwubewwy gib huggies.” “Pwease speciaw fwen it otay.”
Over the days Nymphi and Marshmellow had gotten very close. So close in fact they became special friends. Agatha intended to try her hand at breeding Nymphi with Marshmellow’s stored up sperm. Ya know for just in case situations such as these. Two alicorns? Untapped goldmine. Most, if not all, the foals would be Alicorns, and with those colors? No doubt they’d be high quality. Brown mares tend to produce the most beautiful offspring. However there were too many babies right now.
Meanwhile in the barn things haven’t gotten better. The herd was even more emaciated now, not having the energy to do much. By now Richie’s corpse had begun to decompose, letting off a horrid smell that they couldn’t stand. Petal kept thinking about the words that Candy had said, about nummimg her herd mates. She was at a point where maybe Candy was right. But the others were bigger. She could never num her special friend, and Hitch…actually…Hitch hasn’t moved in days…and Candy said he was yummy…
Carter stared at the feed as he noticed Petal get up. “Carmen, look, Petal’s moving.” He said. Carmen came over and looked at the screen, they watched as Petal had weakly gotten to her hooves, her eyes and mind hazey with hunger and fatigue. Hitch looked up at her oblivious as he couldn’t move a muscle.
“P-Petaw? Ou wan huggie piwe w-wif Hitch?”
He asked weakly. She stared down at him, hunger in her eyes. She looked so starved…Hitch was nervous as he looked up at her watching as she salivated while looking at him.
“P-Petaw?”
That was the last thing he said that she could comprehend. She turned into a rabid beast, biting into Hitch’s neck, blood squirting as she ripped into him.
“SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! H-HUWTIES! KAFF KAFF HE-HEWP! SMAWT-TY-EEEEEEEEEEEEeeech!”
His cries began to turn into gurgles as blood filled his esophagus, begining to drown him in his own blood. He tasted awful but Petal didn’t care. Markus watched in horror and began screaming as he watched his special friend eating his last tuffie.
“NU MUNSTUH, M-MUNSTUH!”
He shrieked, as Petal began to eat Hitch alive. Hitch was slowly begining to die, as Petal drifted further and further into her own insanity, devouring Hitch’s flesh as he used his last breaths, while Carmen and Carter had got it all on film.
“Holy shit! I think Candy’s words actually got to her!” “That was awesome!” This also ment they were in the endgame, as they noticed Markus curled up and shaking.
Back at the house Agatha was lounging on her rocking chair after a hard day of farm work, but jolted when she heard a commotion, and crying. She got to the safe room and found some of Petals foals shitting on Latte while she peeped and chirped in blind distress, while Candy and Sonya tried to get them away from her. Tulip had gotten her brother and sister, Butch and Pineapple, to help her give Latte the sorry poopies.
“What in tarnation is going on in 'ere!” “Petaw’s babbehs am being bad babbehs! Gabe sensitibe babbeh sowwy poopies! Am too widdwe!”
Candy desperately tried to get the Poopies off of Latte while Tulip laughed with her brother and sister. Agatha had just about enough of these shit heads. They were becoming spoiled bestests and she wasn’t gonna stand for it. They were easy to distinguish from Candy’s foals, being neon colors like Petal and Markus, rather than the soft pastels of Candy and Dandy. Donnie and Debra were called in to help clean up Latte while she took care of the bestest bitches.
“These lil fuckers are becoming brats! What do you think we should do?”
Agatha had the shit head squad in an old bucket. The whole time they were yelling and demanding to be let out, threatening Agatha with sorry poopies if she didn’t comply. They were also not gonna sell well, and Agatha wasn’t gonna go under because a couple bad foals made it out of her farm alive.
“Hmm put em in the barn! We would like to see what Petal does and besides it’s not like you can sell them.”
Carmen suggested. Agatha thought for a moment but regardless handed over the bucket. The foals inside wondered what was going on as they tried to stand on top of eachother. They weren’t really obese yet, due to the mares and Dandy monitering their weight, so they weren’t to heavy for eachother as the climbed over top one another to look outside.
“Guess what shit heads, your gonna see your Mummah!” “I bet she’s gonna be really excited to see you again!”
Tulip was about to retort upon being called a shithead, but her eyes lit up instead when she heard about her real Mummah! Before they knew it, she was demanding to see her, the babbehs unaware of the beast that she became, and how dangerous she would be. Soon they were thrown into the barn and confronted with the truth.
Petal was sitting in a puddle of blood as she feasted on Hitch’s corpse, the stink of piss and bad poopies was heavily congregated on their father as he cowered in a corner. They shrieked when they realized what was happening, snapping Petal’s attention towards them. She recognized them instantly.
“B-babbehs!? Babbehs! C-come to Mummah! Mummah hab m-miwkies!”
After she had eaten her milkie places had filled up. Hitches corpse was enough the fill the insane mare as she inches towards her offspring. Bruce and Pineapple cowared away but Tulip came forward. She looked so much like her mother and to Petal she looked so cute, why she could just eat her up.
“Babbeh…come hewe to Mummah.” “Mummah! Tuwip mished ou su much! Was stuck wif meanie mawes and stawwion dat nu see Tuwip am bestesh!”
Petal listened to her daughter, picking her up and holding her in her hooves, her ample chest fluff was a bit thinner but the filly still found comfort in it. Bruce stared at Tulip, how could she not see all the blood soaking her mama’s fluff not to mention the dead fluffy she was nummimg? He didn’t like this. Petal was twitching and seemed really unstable. She placed Tulip down to let her have all the milkies she wanted. She didn’t hesitate, drinking immediately, but…these milkies weren’t like the other mares milkies. These milkies were bitter, and tasted metallic.
“Bleh! Why Mummah’s miwkies taste wi-mrf!?”
Tulip tried to speak, but Petal pushed her head back down, forcing her to drink more of the bitter milkies. The rancid tasted filled the filly’s mouth but it was either drink or choke, so Tulip had no other choice but the suck down the milkies.
Bruce and Pineapple looked around, desperately searching for an escape. They ran around for a bit, slammed into eachother and ran some more. Eventually they realized there was no escape. Petal had wanted her child to drink as much milkies as she could before she was finally able to unlatch. She panted and this did not feel right. She wanted to throw up, to expel the rancid milk from her system but she feared what would happen if she did.
In the house Candy sighed softly as Dandy took some time to groom everyone, taking more time on his special friend. He was trying to keep them nice and clean while all the babies shuffled around. Including his children who were congregating with Petal’s remainging three.
“Ou aww duing su weww! Dandeh am suuu pwoud ob ou!” “Fank ou speshiaw fwen, Candeh Wub ou.”
The others thanked Dandy as he went around, grooming their fluff and manes. Laurane needed some more time though as she had so much fun and was so much bigger than him. He didn’t have his wheels on so it made it a little easier to maneuver around.
“Wai Dandeh nu hab weggies? Did mummah Agafa take weggies fwom Dandeh?” Laurane asked.
Dandy didn’t like to talk about it so Candy did it for him. She told Laurane about how Dandy used to be a a meanie Smarty towards his old Mummah and Daddeh and ran away after they said they’d take his lumps. He got into some trouble and lost the before he made it to Agatha’s, a few short days after she arrived. Laurane nodded thoughtfully as she thought about it for Abit. She looked down however as she heard peeping and found latte smushingher head into her side.
Latte was luckily not getting fat due to the intake monitering but that didn’t help that she still and always will have the brain of a chirpie. She seemed to have shuffled her way towards Laurane and began peeping, trying to keep moving to whatever goal she was looking for, but found herself at the soft unmovable object. Laurane seemed to understand and stood up to let her pass under which she did, shuffling slowly as Dandy dangled helplessly for her side with a mouthful of fur causomg the others to giggle.
Sonya wasn’t feeling too hot though. She felt horrible as she felt the squirming of fetuses in her delicate and battered womb. She laid on her side and groaned softly. Nymphi remembered her and waddled over, trying to check on her. Sonya looked up and said,
“am su su sowwy fow making ou num poopies…” “It am Otay, Nymfi nu am angwie, jus wan make ou feew bettah.”
Marshmellow watched her new speshiaw friends as she tried comforting the former Enfie mare. She would commonly watch the stallions rail her from where they had her positioned and always wanted to help in some way. This washer way of helping and she nuzzled her tummy, making Marshmellow fall more in love.
The barn was still a cesspit as Petal’s mental state dipped. Markus had been reverted to a chirpy state as he begged to be left alone by his babbehs and special friend. He screamed everytime Bruce and Pineapple tried to give him Huggies and did nothing all day as he stayed encrusted in his own filth. Petal had already eaten over half of Hitch’s body to make more rancid milk for her offspring who could do nothing but drink it. Everyso often they’d hear Petal babbling to herself.
Markus could only cry as he looked on in horror. The TV in front of him switched on again to show two mares. Sonya and Nymphi. His old enfie and poopie mares. He watched in envy as they played and ate in the comfort of the nursery. That should be HIM in there, not them! They didn’t deserve to have that comfort. He watched as it showed the remainder of his two foals, a cream colored one, and one that looled just like him. All he could do is cry as he let his failure sink in.
Petal seemed to grow tired of eating Hitch. He didn’t taste pretty anymore. She looked around and notice Pineapple trying to console her Daddeh, while hitting the TV screen with her soft hooves as she knew whwt was being shown was making him sad. She was nice and plump from the milkies…she looked tasty. She trudged forward and began closing the gap between her and her child.
Markus looked up weakly as Petal approached. He couldn’t even scream anymore, his body not having the strength. He however noticed that she was staring at Pineapple. Before he could try to protest Petal knocked her on her back.
“Owies! Why Mummah, gib Pine-appwe huwties!? Am onwy widdwe babbeh!” She whined.
Petal stared her down before showing her upper body into her mouth. Causing the filly to start shrieking and struggling as she didn’t enjoy the dark cramped space of her mummahs mouth.
“NU BABBEHS NU AM NUMMIES! EEE! WET PI-ACK!”
The poor yellow foam was cut off when Petal bit down on the soft tender flesh, severing her in half. He began crunching on the flesh and bones, feeling her skull burst open like a sick twisted kind of skittle. Carter and Carmen laughed there asses off, as they knew it was gonna be coming. Bruce and Tulip shrieked in horror as Pineapple was killed infront of them. Markus however could barely hear the screams as he was slipping away. All he could do was watch as his special friend went after Bruce next, catching him by the bottom half and gobbling him up.
Tulip ran in a panic trying to hide behind Richie’s corpse. She was scared wondering what she did to deserve this as if forgetting she led the three of them to shit all over a mentally challenged filly. All she heard was Bruce screaming in pain as Petal’s teeth chewed up his organs and swallowing him down as she went. She didn’t want to be next! Petal however had her fill and laid down, calling for Tulip.
This situation was a mess. Markus had finally died, his starvation had finally caught up as well as the grief and horror he experienced had shoved more nails in the coffin. The test was over and now they called in Rosemary.
Rosemary was supposed to kill Petal as she was too dangerous to be let loose around the barn. She surveyed the bloody barn and exhaled at the carnage in the middle lay the broken mare. Not even Candy was this bad, and she’s seen the aftermath of her last ‘feeding’. She walked up to the mare who looked up at her. She made this quick, stomping her face in and cracking her spine in half for good measure. She was about to leave when she heard the sniffling. It was Tulip.
She wakes to the foal enfers corpse and found the traumatized filly curled up. She picked her up and carried her out bringer her to Carter and Carmen.
“Dis babbeh am stiww awibe. What do wif it?” “Hmmm we could just kill her now, but didn’t you promise Mongola a gift?” Carter chuckled and said, “Yeah I did. We can ship her out soon. Thanks Rosie.”
She left the filly with the two and walked back to continue her patrol. Agatha needed to do something. A fence was begining to not seem like enough. She didn’t want to barricade the entire farm but it seems that they’d have too soon. All the while peace began to set across the farm, as if a weight finally lifted. And everyone felt it.
Nymphi and Marshmellow were playing with their fillies, as Nymphi watched in content. She could beleive she was free, she had a lover, she had two children, and more friends than she coukd have ever hoped for. She was in skettiland, this had to be it. She truly was the lucky one
(FUCK ME WITH A POLE OF SALTY BARBED WIRE IT’S FINALLY FINISHED! Sorry it took so long I just really wanted to get into my other projects but this one kept smacking me in the head so I had to finish it. It may seem rushed but I may come back and smooth it over later some other time. Anyways hope you’ve enjoyed, bye bye my sillies, I love you! (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*.✧)