CHIRPIE TORTURE
By FoalOut4
(This story features the Chirpie BioToys which pre-date Gen 1 Fluffies. From DOCTORBENWAY’s headcanon.)
A man named Steven enters his home after purchasing a Hasbio Chirpie ™ from a local Hasbio Retail Store. Chirpies are the brand new first line of BioToys from Hasbio.
The Chirpie in the box has made all sorts of frightened chirps, peeps, pips, kips, eeks, and choo sounds on the ride home.
Steven places the box containing the Chirpie on his kitchen table, followed by setting up an official Hasbio Chirpie Nestie ™ for the Chirpie right beside the box.
The overpriced cage contains shavings, a blanket, a litter box, a food dish, and a water bottle.
Steven picks up a bag of Hasbio Chirpie Chow ™ and pours some in the food dish, and fills up the water bottle.
Earlier, at the Hasbio store, Steven had watched in awe at the lengthy process of the store owner preparing his Chirpie BioToy from it’s restricted canned state to a fully washed, needle injected, nasal plugs removed, chirping and peeping Hasbio Chirpie ™, ready for its owner’s love.
Steven had squealed internally with delight as the store owner stuck the sharp injection needle into the Chirpie, with it loudly screaming “PEEPEEPEEPEEPEEEEE!” in obvious pain. It’s eyes were taped shut. It was frightened.
The store owner gave him Hasbio written instructions to read aloud to the foal, following the un-taping of its eyes for himself when he got home.
There is a very specific reason why Steven purchased a Chirpie. They are officially classified as a BioToy, not an animal, and animal abuse laws do not pertain to them.
Within one week of their first mass sells to the public, the internet was already abuzz with cases of people abusing and killing their Chirpie BioToys for fun. Uploading abuse videos, and sharing abuse stories.
Some abusers have even been creating song remixes out of their Chirpies tortured cries, which spiraled into hilarious memes.
Some were arrested, but all were quickly released when it became apparent to the authorities that the Chirpie is technically classified as a BioToy, not an animal, and hence no crime was committed.
Steven opens the Chirpie’s box, and looks inside. The Chirpie is blindly wandering around from corner to corner of the box, making random loud high pitched sounds.
It still has a plug in it’s ass, which is puckering up, it has to use the litterbox. It’s catheter and urine bag are still in place as well.
Steven reaches down into the box, and suddenly pinches the hell out of the Chirpie! He pinches the Chirpie on the most tender areas of its body! The Chirpie loudly screams a bunch of chirps, peeps, kips, pips, and choos, in rapid succession!
The Chirpie squirms as it is pinched, trying to escape his painful pinches, but is powerless to do so.
Steven keeps reaching in the box, pinching it in its most tender places on its body, over and over, delighting in its loud cries of pain, and loving the feeling of it squirming to get away from him each time.
Steven then flicks the Chirpie hard, knocking it over onto its back! The Chirpie makes all sorts of new frightened sounds, as its legs flail aimlessly around in all directions, trying to get itself back up, but it can’t!
Steven pulls up a chair and watches it for a good 20 minutes, as it flails its legs around while on its back, struggling in vain to flip itself back over, but its far too stupid to know how. It makes all sorts of cries, like its sending out a distress signal to rescue it. Steven just sits and watches it as it cries.
Steven gets an idea. He gets up, walks to the fridge, and gets a freezing piece of ice.
He takes the freezing piece of ice over to the struggling Chirpie, and places it against its bloated belly! He presses down HARD, and won’t let go!
The Chirpie screams “SKKRRREEEEEEEEEE! KIPKIPKIP, CHOOOO CHOOOO CHEEEP! EEEEEEK! EEEEEK! PIPPIPPIP, PEEEEEP! PEEPEEPEEPEEPEEEEE!”
The Chirpie struggles, banging its hooves against the freezing piece of ice, trying in vain to pry it off.
Steven holds the ice down on its bloated belly until his own fingers go numb from the cold. The Chirpie screams the entire time.
After he bores of this, he takes out his instruction card (that he’s meant to read aloud to the Chirpie to kickstart its proper programming) and uses it instead to make sharp paper cuts all over the Chirpie’s body!
The Chirpie screams all sorts of different unique sounds, squirms in pain, and bleeds from the cuts.
Steven continues to poke, pinch, prod, paper cut, and flick the Chirpie around for the rest of the day. He starts recording its sounds on his laptop, hoping to meme it later.
When it gets late, he leaves the Chirpie in the kitchen, in the dark, still on its back in the box, for the rest of the night, all alone. Knowing from his talk with the store owner that Chirpies “don’t like being alone”, so this will be further torture.
The next morning, upon waking, Steven decides to start the process of reading aloud the instructions to the Chirpie and setting it up in its cage.
When he entered the kitchen around 8 AM, he found the Chirpie still on its back, having stopped struggling, now making a weakend “choo choo, chirp, cheep, kip, kip, pip, peep” sound over and over.
It’s weak, it needs food, water, and to shit. It’s urine bag is now overflowing, about to burst open.
Steven flicks the Chirpie over, back onto its belly. It struggles to stand again, legs very shaky, and starts weakly walking around in its box, making various sounds.
He leans in with his hand and picks up the Chirpie, and it weakly struggles in alarm, and starts rapidly making sounds of distress, thinking he is about to hurt it again.
Steven places the Chirpie into its new Hasbio Chirpie Nestie ™.
Before letting it go though, he harshly removes the tape over its eyes, like one would duct tape. “SKKRRREEEEE! KIP KIP KIP, PIP PEEEP!” It yells in pain.
The Chirpie’s eyes immediately open, large and curious, scanning the room. The foal suddenly stands up on all fours and begins chirping with excitement.
Steven pulls out the instruction card from his pocket and reads from it. “Hello chirpie! I love you very much. If you make good poopies, this will be a good home. If you make bad poopies, this will be a bad home.”
The chirpie looks around with concern, then slowly crawls into the litterbox with shaky legs, making barely audible peeps the whole time, as if it is talking to itself. It then scrunches up it’s puffy face in concentration.
Steven starts laughing as it strains, unable to shit with the plug still in its anus.
“Chirpie, you didn’t use the litterbox. Now you will be punished.”
Steven pulls out a large sewing needle and jabs the Chirpie with it multiple times. The Chirpie squirms and screams loudly in pain each time, but stays in the litterbox.
The Chirpie’s eyes water up with tears, and look up pleadingly at Steven with each sharp stab he gives the screaming Chirpie with the sewing needle.
After a few minutes of this, Steven leaves for a few minutes to drink a cup of coffee and relax in his favorite chair in the living room, reading the morning paper.
Upon returning to the kitchen, he notices that the Chirpie still appears to be trying to use the litterbox, after all this time. Uh oh.
Steven realizes that if he doesn’t remove the anal plug and catheter, it will just keep straining until it bursts.
He does so, very roughly and painfully removing them from the Chirpie, who makes painful loud sounds in protest.
Then, it shits into the Litterbox, A LOT. While also pissing a stream in the Litterbox.
After it is fully relieved, it looks very happy, goes “Chirrup chirp choop-chips!!” The strange fuzzy creature immediately begins to cover its waste with wood chips, standing proudly with its chest puffed out, head held high. Making very happy sounds as it looks up at Steven with a proud smile.
This creature, this Chirpie, has just completed the most important task in a Chirpie’s life. Shitting properly in a Litterbox.
For humans, it would be things like having sex for the first time, a new exploration, a new life discovery, winning a game, scoring a touchdown, or any number of things that would elicit a similar reaction.
But for this creature, shitting properly in a box is the absolute apex of its very existence, it’s holy grail, it’s “better than sex” moment, shitting inside a Hasbio Litterbox.
What is Steven’s reaction to this job well done? He grins sinisterly at the Chirpie, and says …
“Chirpie, you didn’t use the litterbox. Now you will be punished.”
The Chirpie turns its head in confusion, as if going “Whu???”, but only a confused “Cheep?” comes out.
Steven shoves the Chirpie’s face into its urine and shit, which is laying properly inside of the Hasbio Litterbox.
“See what you did? Now this won’t be a good home for you.”
The Chirpie still looks greatly confused. It knows it shit and pissed in the correct place, so it’s programming doesn’t understand why Steven is saying it didn’t.
But the programmed words Steven is saying also indicates to the Chirpie that it indeed didn’t do it right.
This causes great mental distress to the Chirpie, it doesn’t know what to think!
Steven savages beats the Chirpie with a drum baton, to the point where it can barely move, but is still alive, barely. It screamed all of its chirps, peeps, eeeks, skkrrreeeees, kips, pips, choos, and hu-chuuchs before Steven finally let up his beatings.
After letting it fully heal up, Steven repeats this every time the Chirpie properly uses the Litterbox. He tells the Chirpie that it didn’t do it right, shoves its face into its mess in the Litterbox, then savagely beats and tortures it.
After about a week, Steven starts remixing the Chirpie’s tortured sounds into a song remix of his own, creating a new variant of the viral meme, getting over 100k views.
A few weeks into his savage daily torture of the Chirpie, he accidently busts the water bottle in its cage with a stay hit from his drum baton.
He goes to the Hasbio store the next day to purchase a new one, but they are all sold out of the official Hasbio ones. They do, however, have a new Hasbio Water Dish for sale which is cheaper.
The store owner warns Steven however, that there have been unconfirmed reports on the internet of Chirpies accidently drowning in them, as some sort of programming glitch.
Steven buys it anyway and brings it home.
He fills the Hasbio Water Dish with water, and places it into the Chirpie’s cage.
The Chirpie’s eyes have been removed, from when he plucked them out with tweezers a week ago, and its legs are gone, from when he removed them four days ago and cauterized the wounds. Most of the Chirpie’s fluff is missing from endless abuse.
It weakly makes various sounds, sounding utterly mentally defeated after so many weeks of horrible abuse, as it lays in the litterbox, with the food dish and water dish in front of its face.
Steven goes to bed early that night, after putting out a few lit cigarettes on the back of the Chirpie for his own amusement.
When he awakens the next morning, he enters the kitchen to find the Chirpie face down in the water dish.
Hasbio Chirpie Drowns.
THE END
