You are Zoey
Your SBS fluffy Dick Tracy has recently passed away in his sleep at 7 years old.
Your job on the farm is to act as a fluffy medical specialist and care for the fluffies that need special care
You truly miss Dick Tracy ,despite him only being a fluffy you cared for him like he was your own child
There was an incident with one of the farms mares Miriam
She gave birth to a solid mustard yellow alicorn and had refused to feed him or any other member of her litter except for her “bestist”
While the other foals could go to foster mothers
The alicorn had to be taken into your care
It was a lot of work
Diapers, formula management
Feeding schedules
Keeping him properly exercised
But you did it all
Dick Tracy was the name you gave him
You grew up raised by your adoptive grandfather along with the two other girls he fostered the media you consumed growing up was mostly the comics he had in his collection
They were all reprints, huge soft cover books
Little Nemo
Green hornet
Terry and the pirates
The phantom
And your grandfather’s favorite
Dick Tracy
The alicorns fluff perfectly matched the trench coat worn by his namesake
You had spent the last 7 years of your life caring for him and then one morning he was just gone
Miriam was still alive
Only now she she had spent the last 7 years caring for her bestist
You made absolutely sure that she kept that fluffy and no matter how big it grew she was going to take care of it
Miriam originally thought she had won
And for a while at least she pretty much had but this dream come true soon turned into a living nightmare
her bestist was now fully grown and because of all the milk he drank
He was easily twice her size
Ahlab as he was called. Was still nursing even though he also ate solid food
Due to Miriam’s constant coddling
The massive fluffy was unable to survive without her care
Ahlab had cost Miriam everything
She was nearing 10 years old and instead of enjoying her remaining time in peace and happiness
She was “wicky cweanie”
Her morbidly obese bestist
Every time he pooped
Which given how big he was
Happened near constantly
Miriam’s once beautiful pearl colored fluff was matted ,stained and balding
In large patches
Her eyes were bloodshot from countless nights of minimal sleep
Her teats were permanently enlarged from years feeding her bestist milk on top of his regular kibble
Her heart was shattered by the selfish Ahlab who constantly gaslit her into giving him whatever he wanted
All. Her other babies had been adopted by nice hugboxers
And because of her favoritism
She had never had another litter
You stroll up to her and ahlab’s pin
“Hey Miriam.”
The decrepit old fluffy looked up at you with tired and defeated eyes
“W…,Wha?”
“I brought Ahlab some sketties!”
Miriam’s face filled with terror
As she heard her bestist stomp over to her end of the pin a trail of sludgy diarrhea leaking from his ass as he farted with every excited step
“SKETTIES! BABBIE WUV SKETTIES!”
You place a huge bowl of spaghetti with freshly grated Parmesan on top in front of Ahlab
“Eat all you want Ahlab!”
Ahlab devoured the spaghetti in record time
“BURP!!!”
You hear Ahlab’s gut rumble almost immediately
In an instant a tidal wave of diarrhea spills forth from Ahlab’s ass
Literally sweeping his mother to the other side of the pin
“Don’t worry I’ll send someone to clean both of you and the pin
We wouldn’t want you dying early due to filth related diseases “
A farm hand cleans up the pin and bathes Ahlab with warm soap and water then dries him off with a fresh towel
Miriam is scrubbed down with cold soapy water and dried with a very old and noisy hairdryer
You watch as once again Ahlab starts leaking diarrhea as he walks
The pin got cleaned once a day to make sure they didn’t get sick
But any messes made between then and the next day were purely Miriam’s responsibility
“Nice wady pwease wet miwiam go back wid uda fwuffies!”
You fain shock
“Mirriam! you know you can’t leave until Ahlab can take care of himself!
You don’t want your bestist to die do you?”
Not a word was spoken but Miriam’s eyes said everything
She wanted Ahlab dead years ago
But she was too old to acutely kill her bestist now
As you turn to walk away
You hear Miriam sobbing under her breath
“Wan die! Wan die!”