You’re Danny, and you are currently the owner of not one but two Fluffies. Fluffies in fact do not exist in this universe besides online, and yet here are a pair of them currently living in your bedroom. They act exactly like ones you’ve read about in insane stories and on Reddit posts and Fluffy forums. Shitting and puking, whining and pissing, and just recently added to your knowledge, attempted rape.
How lucky you are to own the only real Fluffies in the world.
You are currently scrubbing fresh Fluffy piss out from your bedroom carpet. This Piss that had come from the newest addition to the group, a white female foal that had been here for less than a day and already fucked up in less than an afternoon.
You had already dispensed punishment with a makeshift ‘sorry stick’ in the form of a metal ruler. You’ve learned that a first time beating is a good way to prevent any bad behavior later in the young Fluffy’s life. You’re going to do all you can and not pull any punches with this new foal, not like with your first Fluffy, the blue one who had nearly destroyed your room before you had finally turned to a beating to correct his behavior.
As a bonus to this first time lesson, you had prepared spaghetti in hopes of welcoming the new member. However you revoked the white foal’s spaghetti privileges and instead gave it wet kibble, letting your good blue Fluffy have the pasta in front of the offending foal.
Hopefully this works out in the end.
The blue Fluffy watches from his bed as the human works on cleaning the bad pee-pees off the carpet, bad pee-pees that the blue Fluffy himself had stained the floor with.
It was a brilliant plan, the blue one thought, to punish the white fluffy foal for not letting him use her body as he saw fit. He was, after all, the most perfectest Smartie that deserved to feel good in his no-nos if he wished.
When the stupid human denied him the right to the pleasures of a young foals hole, he thought he could just wait till they were alone. The blue Fluffy surely thought that the white foal would know its place and present itself to him. However the dummy white foal resisted, and would have surely tattled had he continued.
How could the stupid dumb stupid dummy foal not understand that the human was a dumb stupid stupid dummy monster! How dare it not listen to the Smartie, and not give its body to him wholeheartedly.
If the dummy stupid foal would not submit to his authority, he would have to show the white foal its place.
The blue Fluffy had made ‘bad’ pee-pees (As if anything the Smartie made could be considered bad) on the white foal, and like the genius that he is, tricked the dumb stupid human into thinking that the white foal had made them.
The white Fluffy foal now knew who was in charge, who was the Smartiest in this herd, and that the dumb human wasn’t the generous caretaker that fed them and kept them clean, but a tyrant that punished them for nothing!
The human had given the foal a beating, a beating that pales in comparison to the beating the Smartie had once received. He could remember it like it was yesterforever, there was metal and water, smoke and fire, and uh- explosions, and-and barkie monsters! and uh um…barbed wire and lightning! Yes this little runt couldn’t imagine the pain the Smartie went through, unjustly he might add!
And now he would relish in seeing the foal’s world collapse once she eats the burning ‘skettis’. The forbidden fruit that all Fluffies desire only to open themselves up to hellish pain and betrayal.
“Go on, eat you two, I’m gonna get this cleaned up.”
The white foal, still sniffling from its prior beating, waddles up to the plate set for the Fluffies. Seeing the small bowl of wet kibble, she heads towards it before stopping in her tracks and catching a whiff of the most heavenly smell a Fluffy could ever dream of.
Despite not knowing much and only being conscious for about one day, she knew deep down what it was.
*Y-yummy bestie sketties!!! *
The white foal bounded for the plate of skettis but was cut off by a gloved hand slicing down between her and the plate of delicious pasta.
“Nu-uh, spaghetti is only for good Fluffies that don’t piss on my floor…”
You pick up the foal quickly, eliciting a peep from the small Fluffy. You turn your wrist and plant the foal in the direction of the small bowl of unappetizing wet kibble.
“THAT!..is your dinner tonight.”
The white Fluffy looks to be on the verge of crying, she bites her lip and a small yet high pitched noise escapes her mouth as she tries to hold back a wail of despair. She however manages to keep herself from losing it completely, which you commend her on internally.
You had finished cleaning the floor and washed your hands, returning to the room to see both Fluffies have not moved an inch from where you left them. The young white foal sniffling at the mound of wet kibble and the blue Fluffy sitting in his box surprisingly not chomping down on his plate of spaghetti.
“Go on bud, that’s your dinner tonight, eat up!”
You encourage the blue Fluffy to eat.
*F-fff…Fankyou… Mummah-Daddeh…fow Bur-Skettis… Fwuffy wiw hab nummies inna widdew whiwe… *
You shrug and pick up your own plate of spaghetti.
You sit at your table and prepare to enjoy some Youtube videos on your laptop…
Oh yeah, that’s right.
“…Fuck!”
You pick up your plate and walk away towards your bedroom door. You realize just how tired you are of Fluffies and want some alone time.
“Guess i’m gonna have to watch fuckin’ TV! You both stay here and eat, and remember-!”
You point at the white foal still who looks at you sniffling and wide eyes.
“No peeing or pooping outside the litterbox.”
Then you shift your arm to point at the blue Fluffy.
“AND…NO…FUCKING…”
Your emphasis makes the blue one flinch to each word.
You slam the door closed on the two and head down the hall and stairs to the living room, there you plant your ass on the sectional couch and open up Youtube on the family TV.
As you start up the TV and start entering your login info, you consider that maybe you should have revoked spaghetti for both considering the white foal peed on the floor, and blue tried to rape white. Maybe you shouldn’t have left the two alone again so soon after recent events. But whatever you’re already downstairs.
You log in to your Youtube account and pick a video to watch, all going pretty smoothly, until…
“FUCKIN!!!...ADS!!!”
The blue Fluffy lays in his bed, unsure if he should be happy or disappointed. The stupid foal got a good beating sure, but the cherry on top would have been the burning skettis. With the foal being denied skettis, he wouldn’t get to see the look on the foal’s face when she bit into the painful heat that is the monster’s skettis.
Yes, the Smartie remembers it quite well, the terrible dummy monster’s skettis which he will never fall for again.
Its terrible scalding heat that burned like a many many bright sky balls, and the blistering hot and to-the-tooth noodles that were like searing strings of delicious agony, and its boiling sauce that had scorched his mouth with its smooth intensity and blazing creaminess. This new plate even had balls of meat! No doubt they would sizzle him from the inside with their sweltering juicy roundness, and also cheese that would make him roast alive with their flame like sweetness and buttery blaze, and-
The blue Fluffy was already halfway through the plate of Spaghetti, mouth on autopilot as his eyes stared absentmindedly to the wall, recounting the terrible experience he had endured from the accidental spicy noodles he had months before.
The white foal had stopped sniffling and was now staring at the blue Fluffy, with caution she tried speaking to get his attention.
* …Big bwuddah Fwuffy…am otay?..nu buwnies?.. *
Her sudden intrusion had snapped the blue Fluffy from his deep thoughts.
*HUNGH?!?.. *
The blue Fluffys head snapped to look at where the noise was coming from, his face covered in sauce and noodles flailing around from the corners of his maw.
*Big bwuddah nu hab buwnie huwties? Skettis am yummie nummies? *
*Uhhhh…. *
The blue Fluffy thought that he had just told the stupid white foal how the dunny monster would try to hurt the smartie by tricking him in eating the burning skettis. How utterly short minded and smooth brained must this Fluffy child be to have forgotten already.
*Big bwuddah am nummie yummy Daddeh-Dannee skettis! Daddeh-Dannee makies yummy skettis an nu gib buwnie huwties! Daddeh-Dannee wub Fwuffies! Fwuffy am su happies! *
This was all wrong, the blue Fluffy thought. He knew for a fact that the dummy monster wanted nothing more than to hurt the Smartie and what better way than to poison the most coveted meal of all Fluffies. It didn’t make sense to him, and if it didn’t make sense to him that must mean it was intrinsically impossible.
Of course!
*Smawwiew… gulp… Smawtie am mos bestes TUFFIEST Smawtie eba! An dummeh Mummah-Daddeh buwnie skettis nu huwt Smawtie nu mow! Smawtie am mow stwongie than stupie dummeh ugwy munstah Mummah-Daddeh bad huwtie skettis! *
The blue Fluffy suddenly turned and began ravenous digging into the rest of the spaghetti with triumphant vigor. The white foal looked at the pile of normal looking pasta and rubbed her leg awkwardly while the bigger Fluffy ate away.
*Umm… Can Fwuffy hab…widdew nummie ob skettis…pwease?.. *
The blue Fluffy stopped gorging itself to roll its eyes before turning to the white foal.
*Dummeh babbeh! Dummeh Mummah-Daddeh munstah’s huwtie skettis am bad fo dummeh nu smawtie stupie babbehs! Onwy Smawtie can handew munstah skettis! *
The blue fluffy turned back to the pile of normal spaghetti and continued eating, completely believing he was immune to its burning taste.
The white foal looked on enviously as the blue Fluffy finished the rest of the pasta by himself.
As the Fluffy ate messily the white foal noticed some pieces of pasta flying away from the blue Fluffys messy eating and stepped closer to try and get a taste. Only to get too close for the older Fluffys liking and getting kicked away.
With tears and dejection she gave up and turned to the pile of wet kibble, residing to this being her first meal.
Her first meal of this world, her first interaction with a first friend, and her first punishment from her human. Not the best of firsts, but she was still happy deep down.
Because she finally had a family.