I Dream A Fluffy
Happy Family
“Smawdy fwine bestiest nummies!”
“Mummah mwake milkies fo bestest babbeh!”
“Bestest wan miwkies nao!”
“Peeep tummeh huwties.”
“Chirp Mummah pwease miwkies fu babbeh.”
“Dummeh babbehs miwkies am onwy fu bestest babbeh!”
A gaggle of baby like voices echoed in a small undercroft within a bush. Beneath the bush within a large open park resides a small familly of five fluffies.
The father was a portly green eyed unicorn of what was once vibrant ocean blue fluff but was now dirty and full of grime. His mane and tail were once a light brown and were now many shades darker. Beside him was a portly and overweight teal eyed pegasus mare, beneath layers of caked in shit, twigs and dirt was magenta coloured fluff with a matching lilac tail and mane.
Lying lazily on the mare’s back was a stubby and severely obese pegasus foal, his ocean blue fluff was immaculately cleaned with the exception of his shit covered ass. His mane and tail were magenta like his mother’s fluff. His eyes were a shimmering teal with mixes of green.
Laying together clutching each other for warmth in what looked to be a pile of shit were two smaller foals. They were both malnourished and crying softly. One was a monochrome dark green earthie colt with teal eyes. The other was a cream coloured emerald eyed unicorn filly. The filly’s cream fluff was stained horribly a putrid shit brown.
The portly mare looked to the two sobbing foals as she ate the remains of a sandwich that had been tossed by a hoomin.
“Dummeh babbehs shud up ur mummah gib yu sowwy hoofies!” The mare barked frightening the two foals making them sob softly.
“Huuu huuu peep sowwy mummah. But babbeh hab tummeh huwties.” The colt said between sobs bravely speaking to his mother. The unicorn stallion trodded over and loomed over the two.
“Speshuw fwen said shud up dummeh! Smawdy gib sowwy poopies!” The smarty turned around exposing his shit covered rear end and released a horrid stream onto the two foals.
“EEEEEE! Nu wan.” The filly screamed as the two were caked.
“Dere dummeh babbehs daddeh gib nummies! Eat da poopie nummies!” The fat foal on the mare’s back said as he laughed enjoying his dummeh sibling’s pain.
“Gud bestest babbeh.” The mare said before returning to her meal. The so-called bestest giggled as he watched his siblings slowly begin to num the sorry poopies.
“Dummeh babbehs.” The Smarty huffed as he walked back to his special friend. As she ate the nummies he walked past over to a pile of junk he had collected. The smarty would often find toyies tossed away by the hoomins and bring them back to the nest. Today he had found an especially pretty toy.
The smarty rifled through the pile of random junk tossing things aside before pulling out a pretty sparkly toy. It had a long snout with a strange arm on the back. The top had a lid that no matter how much the smarty pulled on wouldn’t open.
“Toysies hab pwetti smeww. Smardy gun open dis bwite time an get nummies inside!” The smarty said proudly deducing the smell were good nummies.
“Bestest wan nummies! Wan pwetti toysie!” The fat foal shouted from his mother’s back as he tried getting down only to fall from the obese mare and hit the ground with a loud smack.
“SCREEEE!” The bestest screamed as he released a torrent of scardy poopies onto his mother.
“BESTEST HAB WOWSTEST HUWTIES!” The fat little fluffy screamed at the near top of his lungs.
“Qwiet bestest, nu wan dummeh hoomins tu heaw.” The mummah consoled her perfect little ange; as she nursed him, “Hab miwkies.”
The bestest immediately latched onto the inflated crotch tit and started to greedily suckle.
The Smardy smiled as he clutched the toysies and bit down on the top. He started pulling and prying, attempting to open it. His tiny body rubbed against the strange toy; it was smooth and cool to the touch.
“Smawdy says open! Gib nummies!”
The stallion continued struggling with the lamp, his hoofs inadvertently rubbing against the sides. As the fluff covered hoof rubbed against the object it began to glow. The stallion blinked as the glow got bright.
“EEEEEE!” He released his grip and jumped back, shitting himself in fright. The mare followed jumping back. The bestest was knocked aside squealing like a pig as shit went flying from his horrid ass. The two malnourished foals quivered and tried hiding in the pile of fluffy faecal matter.
The object glowed as a cloud of thick dust began to emerge from the spout. The dust gathered as earth and dirt poured forth rising out of the so-called toy, a lamp by its true name. The lamp glowed brightly within the bush but despite the bright light drew no attention, as the park goers seemed oblivious to it and the frightened screams of the fluffy family. As if being affected by some strange magic.
The dirt, earth and dust began to gather, taking onto a full physical shape. The fluffies tried to hide covering their eyes with their hoofs using the typical fluffy logic of “Fluffy nu see munstah, munstah nu see fwuffy.”
A human shape began to form as deeply muscular arms, legs and a head sprouted. Long flowing pants of deep blue formed accompanied by a golden vest, opened exposing muscular chest. Glistening priceless jewellery appeared wrapping around the beings neck, wrists, ankles, arms and fingers. Every part of him was adorned and glistened. Gems began to pop out from his muscular chest, gems of all sorts emeralds, topaz, rubies, sapphires,opals, amethysts and even diamonds. A pair of glowing yellow amber hues opened up as a light reflected within them. The being looked down at the cowering fluffies, his overly muscular arms folded across his chest.
“Who summons Mamdur al-Ammoon al-Zalazil!” The bejewelled humanoid spoke in a deep booming voice.
“SCREEE MUNSTAH!” The fluffies screamed the smarty scurrying his feet falling out from beneath him as he fell flat on his face. The mare huued and shat herself to fat to run away. The bestest flailed on his back his legs kicking at the air he was so overweight he couldn’t right himself. The two malnourished foals simply tried pushing deeper into the pile of fluffy turds.
“So you are the pitifully foul creatures Wardah Dima Sa’ida 'Abbas Kamal spoke off.” Mamdur muttered as he slowly lowered his imposing form, shrinking in size until he was no taller than the stallion’s snout. With a wave of his hand the stallion was lifted up into the air and placed back on his feet.
“Huuu! Munstah! Smawdy gib sowwy hoofies!” The stallion tried to act brave and raised a hoof swinging it at the strange tiny human. The genie stood still as the hoof struck his bejewelled chest but did nothing. The smarty looked confused, “NU wowk?”
The smarty tried again trying to hit the tiny munstah hoomin but nothing worked. After the third try he waddled over to the turd pile and looked at his two poopie children. He swung a hoof at the colt knocking him upside the head.
“EEEE! HUWTIES HUUU HUUU AM ONWY WIDDOW BABBEH!” The colt cried as he was flung deeper into the pile almost being completely buried in it. The filly raced over and dragged her brother out with all her strength.
“Wy sowewy hoof nu wowkies on dummeh smaww hoomin munstah.” The smarty turned to look at the tiny hoomin who stood still.
“You cannot harm me nor can I harm you.” The genie explained as he gave a deep sigh. The genie then pointed to the lamp, his prison, “You found my lamp and rubbed it, in doing so summoned me.”
“Nu dat am smawdies toysies!” The smarty barked as he raced over to the lamp and clutched it.
“Yes the lamp is now yours, I am merely a prisoner of it. It matters not. You small minded creature know this I can give you whatever your heart desires!” Mamdur spoke, his voice echoing within the bushes undergrowth.
“Gib smawdy wah wans?” The stallion looked confused as he tilted his head.
“Yes. You make a wish. You wish for whatever it is your little heart desires and I shall grant it. To make it easier on your tiny mind, you say what you want the most and I will give it to you.” The Genie spoke, trying to explain the concept to the horned fluffy. But he could already see the tiny hamster on the wheel in the fluffies mind running frantically attempting to process.
“Dummeh smawdy! Hoomin am say can gib yu nesties, homesies, toysies un skettis. Anytin fwuffy wans.” The mare barked up, she was a little smarter than her special friend having originally had a hoomin mummah. But she ran away because her dummeh mummah wouldn’t let her have babbehs.
“Dummeh Wiwy nu call smawdy dummeh! Am bestest smawdy!” The stallion barked at the mare, her name Lily, before looking to the hoomin.
“Dummeh hoomin du wha smawdy says?” Questioned the stallion, his tail wagging.
“I will grant you your wish. However! No this I can grant three wishes but you only have 1 wish. The other 2 must be shared between your family!” The Genin spoke again, his voice booming as he surveyed the family of five.
“NU wan shawe! Wan aww!” The Smarty barked out stomping a hoof. The Genie merely shook his head.
“My rules are different. Unlike other genie’s you may receive all three wishes, mine are shared by all within the vicinity of the lamp in direct relation to the summoner.” The genie, sick of trying to explain the situation to the fluffy, clicked his fingers and used his magic to directly influence the creation allowing it to understand the rules.
“Thinkie pwace huwties!” The smarty grabbed the sides of his head as pain shot through his tiny fluffy mind. The genie’s rules imprinting themselves and twisting themselves for his fluffy mind to comprehend and understand. “Huuu huuu no wike wuwes.”
Smarty sobbed as he fell to the ground, pain wracking his poor mind. The pain was unbearable as he started writhing and squirming. The genie watched on with a deep fascination at the creature’s reaction.
“Huuu huuu speshuw fwen. Munstah am wiaw” The mare sobbed as she looked at the form of her special friend as he screeched in pain.
“I do not lie mare! This is merely a side effect of my magic on your species, unintentional on my part. Magic seems to affect you creatures differently.” The genie remarked as he crossed his arms allowing a cold gaze to befall the stallion. Eventually the fluffy slowly climbed onto unsteady hooves, his body shaking.
“Huuu huuu fwuffy nu wike.” The stallion sobbed as he dragged himself over to his special friend Lily.
“Smawdy wan gud fewws to get wid of owies!” The stallion demanded as he approached the mare with intent. Lily however huffed at him and shoved him back.
“Dummeh, Wiwy onwy hab speshuw huggies wonce fo babbehs. Nu wan mowe dummeh babbehs, hab bestest.” The mare said with a snort as she scooped up her so called bestest. The foal stuck his tongue out and blew a raspberry at his father.
“Pbbbttt dummeh daddeh.” The smarty huffed and stomped a foot in anger.
“Dummeh maw! Smawdy wan gud feews nao!” The smarty roared as he glared at the mare who huffed again.
“Den widsh fu dem dummeh!” The mare rebuked back as she pointed to the genie. The smarty’s eyes lit up as he turned to the genie.
“Dummeh munstah smawdy wan guw feews.” The Smarty demanded as he approached the tiny hoomon.
“I can grant any wish you desire. But you must first decide who gets the rest of the wishes between your brood. I must cast the wishes all at once.” The genie stated as he pointed to the mare, the fat foal and the two shit covered foals.
“Dummeh hoomin bestest babbeh an bestest mummah get udda widshes. No am fo dummeh babbehs!” Barked out Lily from her spot with her favourite foal who was suckling on her teats once more, greedily downing the sweet milkies.
The genie looked at the smarty, “Do you agree with this?”
“Dummeh hoomin, gib wisdhes to bestest babbeh an speshuw fwen!” The fluffy barked back as he stomped a hoof getting impatient, his special lumps were starting to hurt, he needed good feels.
“Very well. Then state your wishes!” The genie smiled brightly with a devious glint in his eyes as he extended his hands.
“Dummeh twiny hoomin! Smawdy wan gud feews! Wan aww da speshuw huggies an gud fewws! Wan em fowebah!” The Smarty remarked as he felt his special lumps and no-no stick throw with pain.
“Bestest mummah no wan be wid dummey smawdy! Wiwy wan bestest hoomin mummah an daddeh!” The mare Lily remarked with a huff, she was sick of living out on the streets in the wild. Her fluff was no longer pretty and she smelled. She wanted a home, toys, teebee and skeetis.
The so-called bestest unhooked from his mummah milkie place, “Dummeh munstah! Am tiny! Bestest wan be biggest fwuffy! Wan be bwig wike a munstah! Get aww da nummies!”
With a smirk the genie slowly nodded his head, the wishing magic within slowly growing, “Very well. Your wish shall be granted!” Mamur declared as his head came a full nod. Magic burst forth, the mare vanished followed by the stallion.
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Aftermath: Bestest Babbeh
“Wah? Mummah! Ware dummeh mummah go!” The so-called bestest screamed and looked around his mother but she wasn’t around. That’s when he noticed the ground getting farther and farther away.
“WAH NO WIKE BAD UPIES!” The bestest shouted as his form began to enlarge. He got bigger and bigger expanding in size as he emerged from the bush. His giant form was quickly noticed by the park goers. Domestic and wild fluffies screamed at the sight.
“MUNSTAH FWUFFY!”
“WHAT IN THE WORLD!”
“MONSTER!”
“RUN FOR YOUR LIVES!” People began to scream and flee as the obese foal grew to tremendous size. Within seconds the foal towered over buildings.
“BABBEH AM BIG!” The fluffy foal roared as he took a step, the ground shaking. The moment he took a step however his bones broke and gave out under his massive weight.
“SCREEEE WEGGIE!” The bone pierced through flesh as blood rained down splashing on the ground like a tidal wave. FLuffies were washed away in the crimson liquid, their dying screams echoing through the park. The giant fluffy tumbled under his own weight and smashed into a nearby building.
“SCREEEE! WOWSTEST HUWTIES!” A torrent of fluffy shit erupted from his massive back end flooding down the streets. People rushed into buildings slamming the doors shut as the horrid tidal wave went screaming past. The building the fluffy crashed into came toppling down upon him, dying screams of humans and fluffies falling to their deaths or being crushed by debris echoed through the city.
The bestest scrambled trying to stand but his bones were unable to handle his massive weight. He could feel his breathing becoming harder. “Huuu huuu nu wike.” He struggled to breathe as his lungs were collapsing.
“Gasp. Babbeh nu…” The so called bestest struggled to say as his legs shook. He tried getting up onto his remaining three leggies but struggled. His eyes were beginning to expand, his insides were being crushed. “SCREEE TUMMEH OWIES!”
The bestest took another step only for the leg to break under the weight like the other. The giant fluffy still growing in size slammed into the ground and rolled from the impact, “EEEE NU WIKE! MUMMAH! HEWP BESTEST!”
The foal rolled right into an active construction zone. Metal poles embedded deep into his flesh. “SCREEE SPESHUW WUMPS WOWSTEST HUWTIES!” He had landed heavily on a pile of rebar that impaled his testicles.
The foal screamed and rolled his eyes widened as he landed on a thick pole, “POOPIE PWACE HUWTIES!” He hollered as a sharpened pole impaled. He slipped and fell further onto it gagging and gasping for air.
“GHAAARRGH BHHAAARGH!” The pole penetrated deep as he flailed on it, his remaining leggings swinging wildly. His body screamed as the pressure increased. Blood sprayed from his mouth as his internal organs compressed and were slowly crushed under his own weight. The pole and rebar penetrated deeper with every movement.
“MUMBHAAARG!” The foal desperately tried calling for his mother, but was unable to as his jaw began to break. The loud shattering of bones echoed in his tiny ears as he screamed again. As he fell forward the pole bent and he hit the ground with a thud as it broke. Landing in the construction zone, his head landed in a pit. The earth shook as the roar of machinery boomed. Liquid concrete splattering from the impact as the fluffy landed in a pit being filled with liquid cement.
The cement truck whirled loudly as the thick concrete poured out from its container. The liquid splashed down upon the fluffies head making him splutter and cough.
“Khoof ghaaargh bhaargh!” He was unable to speak as the cement poured into his open mouth. His eyes widened as he flailed frantically but was unable to lift himself. His obese frame weighed him down. Bubbles gurgled up as the cement poured over his face slowly covering him. Eyes looking around with desperation.
"NO wan! NO WAN! He screeched in his head as he was overcome by the darkness.
All the while the genie Mamdur watched through the earth a sinister smile in place. “Yes. Oh how sweet.” The genie turned his attention to the other wishers.
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Aftermath: Lily
“Bestest mummah no wan be wid dummey smawdy! Wiwy wan bestest hoomin mummah an daddeh!”
The world spun with all kinds of bright colours for the mare named Lily. Her vision darkened and then erupted with the colours once more as everything went topsy turvy. She felt dizzy as she seemed to be spinning before landing on something with a loud thud. Teal eyes blinked in confusion as she looked around. She saw large padded walls with colourful drawings of fluffies, a large teebee in the corner playing the fluff channel.
The room was adorned with countless toys and stuffy friends. Brightly coloured bowls adorned one of the walls filled with water and sweet smelling kibble. A large colourful litter box rested in one corner. In the opposite corner a large ornate fluffy bed. Lily herself was lying on a large vibrant pink cushion that was slowly being stained with the filth from her fluff.
“Swafewoom!” Lily gasped excitedly as her teal eyes looked around with joy. She bounded over to the bowls and began devouring the kibble, “NUMMIES SMEWW PWETTI!”
Lily hopped around running around the room looking over everything, exclaiming loudly as she did.
“BE BESTEST STWUFFIE TOYSIES FO WIWY!”
“BESTEST NESTIE!”
“AM AWW FU WIWY!”
The mare continued to shout and laugh as she played. She left a trail of messy footprints wherever she went. As she played, the door to the safe room began to open.
“We have prepared the bestest safe room for our sweet little buttercup!” A human daddeh sounded out as the door was pushed open.
“Yes our sweet little Buttercup, mummy and daddy love you!” A female human mummah said followed by the giggling of a fluffy voice.
“Buddacwup wub bestest daddeh an mummah!” A childlike voice followed.
Lily came to a pause and turned to the sound, eyes widening with glee as she spotted two hoomin mummah’s and daddehs. The daddeh was the tallest daddeh ever! He had black fluff on his head and black eyes. Her new mummah was the prettiest hoomin ever with a long flowing mane the colour of the sky ball. Her eyes were a beautiful blue. In the hands of the woman was a talkie babbeh, a red fluffy foal no longer weaned on milk. Lily stared at the foal, eyes widening with fear.
“MUNSTAH FWUFFY! NU HUWT NU BESTEST DADDEH AN MUMMAH!” Lily screamed, catching everyone off guard as she ran over and began hitting the woman’s legs.
“What on earth? How did this mare get in here?” The male spoke with a frown as he reached down and grabbed Lily by the back of her scruff lifting her up.
“SCREE BAD UPPIES!” Lily shrieked as liquid scaredy poopies leaked from her shit covered behind dribbling onto the floor making a foul smell.
“URgh! She smells putrid. A feral?” The woman baulked at the sight as she held the alicorn filly protectively.
“Huuu huuu nu wike udda fwuffy.” The alicorn sobbed trying to hide in the arms of her new mummah.
“Wet Wiwy gu! Gib toysies an skettis! Gib munstah fowebah sweepies dummeh mummah an daddeh!” Lily barked out as she flailed in the grip of her daddeh, getting a frown from the couple.
“Listen you little shitrat, we are not your mummeh and daddeh! We only have one fluffy and that’s Buttercup. I don’t know where you came from but you’re going to regret it!” The man barked as he looked to his wife who gave a slow nod.
“I’ll play with Buttercup, get rid of her.” The woman said with a sweet yet sinister smile. The man smirked and walked out of the safe room as his wife took Buttercup over to a pile of toys and pulled out a stuffed bear.
“Look Buttercup your very own stuffy friend!” The woman said with a cheerful smile.
“STWUFFY FWEN!” The alicorn cheered happily as she was placed on the ground and ran up to the stuffed toy. The filly wrapped her tiny hoofs around the bear and hugged it tightly.
“Wub stwuffy fwen. Wub nu mummah. Wub nu daddeh!” The alicorn happily looked to her new mother and jumped back into her arms snuggling.
“Mummah loves you to. Just forget all about that bad fluffy. Daddeh is going to take care of her.” The woman said as she gently stroked the fluffy. “Mummah loves you Buttercup.”
The man stalked through the house making his way down into the dingy basement. He shut the door and turned the light on revealing a den of despair. A fluffy corpse bound to a wooden table, a mare. She had her legs, eyes, teats, tongue and tail removed. Her teeth were laid around the table having been pulled out, each coated in dry blood. The stomach had inflated before being ruptured as the remains of a nozzle connected to an air pressure pump had been forced into her rear end and taped there. The mare’s so-called special place had been sealed shut cauterised with a blow torch.
“Huuu huuu Wiwy nu wike dis pwace daddeh. Wan skettis an wub huuu huu.” The mare snivelled before seeing the corpse, “SCREEEEE! MUNSTAH!” She flailed and struggled in the man’s grip back couldn’t break free.
“Tsk tsk little fluffy I’m not a munstah. See that mare right there, that was Buttercup’s mummah! She tried to give our little precious forever sleepies, because she thought Buttercup was a ‘munstah’ just like you. Now…you’re going to end up like her!” The man laughed as he undid the straps and tossed the corpse of the mare into a nearby bin. He then proceeded to strap Lily down forcing her onto the table.
“SCREEE HUWTIES! PWEASE NU AM GUD FWUFFY! HUUUU HUUU” Lily screamed and flailed trying to escape but she was too fat, unable to overpower her new ‘daddeh’.
“FWUFFY AM FU HUGGIES AN WUB! WAN SKETTIS! WUN BESTEST BABBEH! SPESHUW FWEN HELP! MEANIE MUNSTAH WIWY NU WIKE WISDHS!” Lily screamed for her babbeh and special friend, even screaming for the munstah. She didn’t like this wish.
With a smirk the man grabbed the nearby blowtorch and slowly turned it on once the mare was restrained, “Shall we begin? Be a good girl for your bestest daddeh now.” A sinister smile slowly spread across the man’s face as he loomed over the mare.
Soon screams would beneath the house as Lily met her doom as the hands of her new ‘bestest’ daddeh.
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Aftermath: Smarty
Smarty felt groggy as he slowly began to wake. The last thing he could remember was that dummeh tiny hoomin giving him a wish. He soon felt wide awake remembering what he had wished for. He had wished for all the good feels and speshuw huggies! He tried to get up but couldn’t feel his leggies. He tried moving them but nothing.
Smarty began to panic as he then couldn’t feel his best no-no stick and speshuw lumps. His vision soon became clear as he began turning his head looking around. He was on a soft beddy of all things. He giggled but his voice sounded strange. It didn’t sound like his.
“W…ware am smawdy?” The fluffy slowly spoke, his voice sounded foreign as he slowly started to look around what was a small room. He then noticed other fluffies in the room with him, mares! The mare’s were sobbing softly they had no weggies, they must be dummeh mawes.
“DUMMEH MAWES! GIB SMAWDY BESTEST GUD FEEWS!” The smarty began shouting loudly making the mare’s shriek and sob. The stallion sneered and tried moving but he still couldn’t.
“Look’s like we got a real live wire here boy’s. She thinks she’s a smarty.” A loud voice beckoned from behind the smarty. He stopped and turned his head to see a large human with no fluff on his head standing behind him.
“Dummeh hoomin gib smardy mawes fu gud feews! Smardy gun gib gud feews wid bestest no-no stick.” The smarty spoke shouting at the dummeh hoomin, he wanted good feels. The hoomin looked at him with a strange expression before laughing.
“This ones goes a few screws loose. Thinks she’s a stallion. Hate to break it to ya, you stupid shitrain you aint got a no-no stick!” The bald man approached the fluffy and roughly kicked the smarty onto his back making him squeel. Luckily the breeding mare’s hadn’t been fed yet so there were no projectile scaredy poopies.
Smarty screamed as he landed on his back, “SCREEE! DUMMEH WEGGIES WY NU WOWK!” He shouted as he tried moving his leggies to get back up. That’s when he froze, all he had was stumps for legs.
'W…Ware am weggies gu!"
“You idiot, I removed them. You won’t be needing them.” The human laughed as he picked the stupid mare up. “Since you want good feels so much you’re going to get some special treatment!”
“Dat wite gib smawdy gud feews dummeh!” The smarty huffed feeling smug as the hoomin brought him out of the room and into another. He was sat on a strange wooden nestie that didn’t feel comfortable.
“Scree! NU wet fwuffy gu! Fwuffy gib yu sowwy hoofies!” The smarty screeched until he was struck across the face.
“Oh stuff it you stupid mare.” The man responded with a scoff.
“AM nu mawe! Am bwig stwon stawwion! Hab bestest no-no stwick an speshuw wumps!” The smarty retorted barking at the dummeh hoomin.
“Stallion my ass.” The hoomin pointed to the side where a big shiny see place was. In the see place was the dummeh hoomin and the prettiest mare ever. She was a dummeh mare with no legs and stubby horn. She looked a bit like smarty with green see places, blue fluff with brown tail and mane.
“Dat am pwetti mawe! Wet smawdy hab gud feews wid dummeh mawe!” Smarty barked the mare in the shiny picture seemed to say something too.
“You idiot, that’s you!” The bald hoomin then roughly grabbed the mare by the horn and pulled, tearing the horn off.
“SCRREEEE” Smarty screeched as like the mare his horn was removed. “NU AM MAWE!”
“Then where’s your so called special lumps and no no stick idiot!”
“Am wite…” The smarty started looking down under his fat belly but there was no no-no stick or speshuw wumps only…a mare’s speshuw place and milkie places.
“WA! NU AM MAWE! WERE BESTEST NO-NO STICK AN SPESHUW WUMPS!” The smarty screeched but the hoomin ignored him.
“Let’s get this over with. OI JOEY BRING THE STUD IN!” The bald hoomin shouted to another.
“Got it Greg!” A voice called as another hoomin entered in with the fluffiest brown fluff on his head the smarty had ever seen. In the hoomins hands was another fluffy, a large stocky fluffy. The fluffy had deep rainbow coloured fluff with matching wings.
“Dat am pwetti mawe! Am fu bestest smawdy!” Asked the ‘stallion’ his eyes lighting up as he saw the so-called pretty fluffy.
“Idiot that’s Buck and he aint no mare! He’s one of our heartiest stallions. Breed’s Alicorn’s like crazy. You’re ready to go Buck!” The hoomin called Greg said with a big smile as he glanced at the pegasus.
“Bwuk am weady mistah Gweg siw. Hab gud speshuw huggies wid dummeh mawe.” The rainbow pegasus was placed on the ground and he trotted over to the so called smarty.
“Dummeh Bwuck! Nu am maw!” Smarty shouted back only to be smacked upside the head by Buck.
“Dummeh maw get speshuw huggies!” Buck began moving to the Smarty’s back. The Smarty flailed sensing the impending doom as he spotted the thing between Buck’s legs. An enlarged and hard no-no stick one bigger than his own.
“No! Nu am enfie fwuffy! Nu enf poopie pwace!” The smarty squirmed, flailing his leggies trying to get away. His wings flapped frantically until he felt himself being grabbed by Greg.
“Looks like I gotta tie you down.” Greg said with a sneer as he strapped the mare down to the table as Buck got behind her.
“Nu nu nu!” Smarty screamed his voice hoarse. That’s when he felt it, “NUUUU HUWTIES!”
Buck hopped onto the mare and began pushing into her special place, “Am twightest speshuw pwace!” Buck huffed as he thrusted burying into the mare.
“ENF ENF ENF ENF ENF!” Buck started huffing and puffing as he went to town.
“NU NU NU! HEWP! DUMMEH TINY MUNSTAH! SMAWDY NU WAN!” The smarty would scream for the tiny munstah who gave him wishes but he would have no answer.
“ENF ENF ENF GUD FEEWS!” Finally after what seemed like many forever the smarty felt a warm liquid erupting into his belly. He cried and shook no wanting the fluffy no no juice. But to his horror what he thought was done started once more as Buck started thrusting once more.
“Dummeh mawe bestest! Bwuck gun gib wots of gud feews!” Buck shouted as he felt his no-no stick getting hard once more as he started going to town. “ENF ENF ENF! DANK YU GWEG!”
“Well I’ll be, never seen the little shit raring to go again so quickly.” Greg said with a smirk as he watched from the side lines. The mare screamed again as Buck quickened his pace, his tongue lolling out. “LOok like you’ve got some magical cooch there.”
Greg watched studying with interest as it seemed that the stud Buck ended up getting erect five more times on the mare before finally collapsing from exhaustion. Buck was taken away to be given some ‘skettis’ and rest from the activity. The mare was placed in a holding pen to be monitored. She would later be named Ophelia.
After her first litter they were nothing but a bunch of duds they then tried to breed her more times but again only duds. But the mill however discovered something about the mare. No matter what fluffy she was paired with, the fluffy would mate multiple times releasing multiple heavy loads before collapsing from exhaustion as if her vagina was some kind of cocaine, it seemed to drive the stallions crazy. They also found no matter which stallion she was paired with, she never seemed to get injured. Despite being paired up with some of the most violent stallions no matter how much they hit her, there was never any damage done. No matter how vicious the stallions were or rough when bedding the mare, she never seemed to get injured no matter how much pain she seemed to be in.
The mill turned her into a gold mine instead. They had her womb removed since it was useless and placed an artificial womb inside her, designed purely for semen collection. She was strapped to the breeding table permanently and had a feeding tube inserted into her mouth. She was cleaned regularly by the staff in preparation for the studs. The stallions would then mount and go to town on her. They had even connected her ‘poopie place’ to the artificial womb for collection when the stallions went to town on her ass.
As for waste removal, a colostomy bag had been surgically installed to the mare. The procedure typically dangerous on fluffies had gone off without a hitch on the strange mare as she suffered no ill effects. Adding to the wonders of the mare she never seemed to break down and enter the ‘Wan die’ loop like other enfie mares.
The mill discovered another positive side effect of their little gold mine. Any mare that was then artificially inseminated using the sperm removed from Ophelia’s fake womb, would give birth to nothing but the highest class of foals. Alicorns, glitters, three tone colours and more. Ophelia was then used as the primary mare, receiving special huggies from all the studs. The sperm was then collected and used to impregnate other mare’s. The breeding mare’s no longer needed to be pillowed and be forced on by the stallions. Without risk of injury the breeding mare’s way of life was significantly better and so was their treatment. The mare’s were simply inseminated while they slept and would wake the next day with tummeh babbehs.
The strange mysterious mare named Ophelia outlived many of her handlers. She was considered a vital secret to the breeding mill which soon became one the largest fluffy mills in the world, known for their top quality fluffies often remarked as the best in the world. As for Ophelia she would never have a peaceful day, every day she would receive good feels from other fluffies only given enough time to sleep, forever and ever, never able to die.
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Aftermatch: Remaining Foals
The genie Mamdur laughed to himself as he witnessed the effects of the wish he had cast upon the three fluffies. He turned to the remaining foals as they sobbed amongst the pile of turds left behind by their family.
“Huuu huuu pwease nu huwt fwuffy. Babbeh am fu huggies an wub huuu huu.” The colt sobbed as he cuddled his cream coloured sister.
“Oh don’t worry little fluffies I won’t hurt you.” Mamdur said with a gentle smile as he approached the two foals.
'Nu huwt fwuffy? Be nu daddeh hick fu widdow babbehs?" The filly asked hopefully looking at the strange hoomin. But she felt dread and shivered as the gentle smile turned cruel and vicious.
“Oh no. I’m not your new daddeh. I won’t help you at all. I’m free now. Free to find my new victim!” The genie laughed as dust and dirt swirled around him as the lamp hovered over.
“Unlike the constraints of my old world they no longer exist here! I may still have to grant wishes to those who find my lamp and summon me, but I have more autonomy here! HAHAHAA!” The earth genie cackled as he slowly floated up into the air looming over the two foals.
“I can freely decide to give my wishes once freed of a master. But once summoned by a master I must give three, but however I DECIDE! I could have simply given your foolish father three wishes, but it was oh so enjoyable to split them amongst your ‘family’. Such selfish and foolish creatures.” The genie smirked as the cloud of dust grew engulfing him and the lamp.
“Sweet goodbyes little ones. I pray your life is miserable!” The genie cackled as he flew into the lamp and it was swallowed up by the dust storm vanishing into thin air. The two foals sobbed and cried amongst the turds.
“Huuu huuu wy am meanie to babbehs huuu! jus wan huggies an wub!” The two foals cried as they clutched each other into the night.
“Heawt huwties! Nee mummah an daddeh huuu.” The foals sobbed crying for their parents; they just wanted love. “NU wun wub babbeh!”
Perhaps their cries would be heard by a human, a hug boxer or worser an abuser? Their fate, perhaps a story for another time.
Second part of I dream a fluffy done. The fate of the two shit coloured and cream coloured foal? Left in the dark up for whatever you imagine.
