After an hour the other fluffies were getting out of bed. Nanny had just filled their food and water bowls and was putting peaches wheel vest and apparatus on so she could be mobile. The door to the house opened and a contented looking unicorn pranced out. “Tank’s Huwk!”
“Owies…” Huwk added laying crumpled in a weird pose on the ground with an expression that suggested they weren’t certain if they were in more pain then enjoyment or not.
“Mowning fwuffies.” Director added approaching the group as they were settling in for food and talk.
“Nyu fwiend?” Some of the talking foals queried along with Durum.
“. . .Oh, dat dah fwuffy fwom dah gwass ting.” Phane added remembering yesterdays talk.
“Das wite, am Diwectow. Gud we-membahs Phanes. An yes, nyu fwiend.” You add complimenting Phanes memory and looking for your food. A yet unlabeled bowl sat out and you gestured at nanny and they nodded. “Thank ou’ fow kibbwe nummies Nanny.” You add prompting a sudden realization and chorus of thanks from the other fluffies.
“You are welcome, fluffies.” Nanny adds in a pleasant tone before taking up a post to observe interactions.
The mares began eating promptly so they could feed their foals. Phanes and Durum were nearby watching you and you chatted for a bit. Daisies Babies were near her but Peaches foals had come over to examine the new fluffy. They were amazed at the fluffy before them. The only bigger fluffy they’d seen was Hulk but that didn’t feel like a fair comparison. Milly returned to sit near Phanes after walking around the new fluffy once while occasionally burying her head against her adoptive dad nervously if he was facing her.
The little smokey colored nimbo found themselves sniffing at the Directows legs. “Nyu fwiend, smeww wike… Daddeh.” The voice box creaked before echoing a coo’ing noise as they buried their face in the fluffies flank. Meanwhile Star was standing pressing their front hooves against directors front leg and side chest. She didn’t have the words yet to articulate the firm somewhat hard feeling of the muscles they could feel underneath save for one word they said with the quiet admiring wag of her sparkly tail. “Stwong…” She was a needy fluffy ever since her rescue and constantly wanted their human owners attention and it was only more obvious since she could talk. It was also a little confusing for her since their human daddy was now a fluffy? Meanwhile Cato seemed to be investigating the mountainous figure before them as if to ponder the best places to attack.
Pausing your conversation with the fathers to address the foals. “Weawwy?” You add curiously to Nimbo but not surprised given your contribution to the base. She giggles and runs back to Phanes. As their attention shifts forward to the glistening coated Filly and her scent the unicorn blinks.
‘Don’t. You. Dare!’
An explosively intense altercation occurred, and it takes everything in Johnsons power to keep the fluffy from saying something dumb and restraining physical impulses. The body lowered to the ground to censor itself but Smarty id’s face managed to get close enough to the doll to whisper while Johnson was shoulder checked against their chest like a linebacker slowly causing them to slide back. “Gu pway wif ou’ sissies my pwetty widdwe staw.”
‘Oh god, the cringe!’ Johnsons thoughts exclaimed as they were given newfound strength to push the smarty Id back.
The little filly blushed and dropped down and gave an excited giggle as they went to join their sisters with their daddy. Such words hit different then if they had come from their human daddy. “Diwectow say staw am pwetty~” the little fillies squealed happily for their sisters happiness in receiving such a compliment.
The director needed a distraction and eyed Cato and lowered their head and horn to them. Cato all but immediately squared up and clashed their own growing horn that was little more then a nub but excited to have another unicorn to play with. Millie didn’t like clashing horns and none of Daisies foals were old enough for him to play with in this manner yet.
“Phanes, bwing babbehs pwease!” Peaches added as Daisy had already begun to feed her own foals.
“Wets tawk watew. . .” Phanes added in a tone that was a mix of protective but excited while ushering the fillies away and doubling back to grab Cato by the nape with their teeth since he wasn’t going to willingly end a duel prematurely. The director exhales and leans in to finally eat some of the kibble in the bowl. It wasn’t terrible since the fluffies sense of taste was different, but he doubted he’d want to eat this as a human. It gave him pre war ‘puffed corn’ cereal vibes but without the sugar bomb treatment.
“Dat staw pwowbaby gonna be a widdwe heawt bweakew when she a mawe.” Durum added while side eyeing you before laughing as you coughed choking slightly on kibbles and desperately going for the water dish.
“Duwum!” You groaned in a chastising tone as the fluffy stood up and walked away to join their family. You watched the families before you, phanes had helped Peaches lift up and to a seated position alongside daisy and you smiled. Your smile changed slightly as you caught yourself eyeing the mothers exposed breasts while the foals fed. You could feel a tight pulse from your back side and were glad you were laying down as you felt a throb start to work its way up your stomach to your chest. Director promptly forced their attention to his food as he heard the approach of Hulk to his own food bowl. ‘Im starting to understand the ‘wump huwties’. Johnson thought to himself trying to think about other things to calm themselves down.
‘No way am I gonna use one of those spunk aids…’ Johnson thought to himself as the memory was slightly distorted by the fluffy host body finding it more appealing then he would himself and he felt the hot throb once again. “Owies…” Director muttered laying your head down over your front legs.
“Ou’ say some’fin?” Huwk adds between crunching bites.
“Nu, am fine…” Director sighed. ‘normally if I was ever bothered this much Id just find a place to go crank it or something…’ He sighed and closed his eyes. ‘Ou can awmost pictuwe it nao cant ou?’ Smarty Id whispered to the exasperated Johnson. ‘Wait. . .’ Johnson thought for a second as they felt the warm breath of smarty id whispering over their shoulder in their ear as they looked up and realized that they weren’t just imagining it…
Directors fluffy face had a smug smile with closed eyes as the horn softly glowed until they suddenly opened their eyes in person. Their eyes darted around seeing Hulk had joined the others and they discreetly began to slowly crawl backwards between the two houses lining the cul-de-sac on this side of the round about. Feeling out of sight Director stood up as their throbbing member bobbed into them as an invisible force continued to stroke. “Why gud feews happening?” They pondered aloud unable to see their own glowing horn as they looked down before waddling in a hurriedly awkward way with some sense of human modesty to find a private place to finish.
“GOOD FEEWS!”
“Nu as good as enfies but it’s a stawt.” Smarty Id added with a smirk of superiority looking at Johnson laying on the bed as the mental apparitions breath stabilized and they willed away the imaginary jism.
‘God I hope I did not just nut in my pants in my sleep in the memory lounger…’ Johnson thought to himself in disgust.
Smarty Id had started to realize that they needed to be sneaky and find moments of weakness to strike to defeat Johnsons supervision as they were not as much of a stuck up prude as they let on. Johnson was coming to the realization that he was in a two vs one fight since he had his own Id to contend with along with this bodies that it resonated with as it was built specifically for him.
After a short breather the unicorn found itself walking over to one of the water pumps. No one was nearby that could help him but honestly, he kind of preferred it that way. After standing on their back legs to try and reach the handle they realized they couldn’t. But as they thought about reaching for the handle, they noticed it begin to lift slowly. They dropped down to all fours again confused and the handle slid back down not even fully primed yet. “Wai… Can Fwuffy?” They squinted hard picturing the handle in their mind. It was intensive but after a minute the pump had primed and was now squirting a bit of water after making a few ‘glug’ sounds which he quickly rolled onto his back to rinse off their under side as the force moved itself from the pump to quickly brushing against their lower body to properly rinse off any lingering shame. The cold ground water had caused what little remained of the great beast to retreat.
‘No more then two shakes . . .’ Johnson thought to himself having hardened his mind after the recent weakness. Smarty Id simply huffed and tried to find satisfaction in its last victory. Standing up from the grass you simply hoped your back wasn’t muddy and proceeded out to the street to shake off what water you could from your fluff.
Peering from around the house at the observing robot Director whisper yelled. “Psst~ nanny…” And waved their hoof in a beckoning motion as they turned to look. As she looked back and concluded things were find since Isaac was also here she walked away to find out what the fluffy required.
“Yes director.”
“Diwectow make a mess… Nu wan weave out.” Gods this was embarrassing…
“Please show this unit to the offending mess.” Director lead Nanny behind the houses towards the elbow of the hedges and gestured to the substance that hung from the leaves and had fallen to the ground.
“Thank you for reporting. In the future, do not perform biological emissions outside of their designated areas.” Nanny warned sternly before preparing their head beam on low output. “Go play.” Director scurried off before the assaultron proceeded to disintegrate the offending mess.
