Every day he gets the same food. Every day it’s given to him by the same tray out of the same hole in the same wall.
The obese brown pegasus sat and sighed. He was resting on his fat haunches, slumped over into his own tummy fat. He was given the same greasy slop every day. It’s so rich and so thick and tastes so gross, but if he doesn’t eat it…
“BAD FLUFFY PONY. BAD FLUFFY PONY. EAT YOUR KIBBLE. BAD FLUFFY PONY. BAD FLUFFY PONY. YOU WILL BE DISCIPLINED.”
The loud alarm blared as the computerized voice screamed admonishments at him. He tried to plug his sensitive ears with his hoofsies, but he’d recently lost the flexibility necessary to do so. His ears had an itch and it had been unscratched for days now.
“Ggghhhuuuuuuu suuuuuuuu sobbwy…” The bloated sadsack groaned as he tried to scoot towards the platter. He wasn’t fast enough, and a jet of ice cold water squirted in his face. “GHUUUUUU TUU haf haf TUUUU GOOOOOOOOWD!” He tried to wipe it away, but again. Couldn’t reach.
He managed to stagger to the food after only four more sprays. When he got there he started eating the gross slop he’d been given. There was so much! He was miserable and felt sick but he had to keep eating. If he didn’t, he’d be punished.
He stopped four more times, requiring restart via cold water jets. After the fourth, however, he stopped responding to punishment. He was crying so hard his eyes were bloodshot and his voice was hoarse. “Nu! Nu bmowe! Fbuffy amb tuu fbuww! Nu bwan!”
“UNACCEPTABLE. CONTINUE FEEDING OR PUNISHMENT WILL ESCALATE.”
“NUUUH! NU! NU! NEBBA! NU BWAN NUBBIES! NU CAWBE BOUT HUWBTIES!”
This time, the voice was human.
“Oh? Whos hurties?”
He strained his thick neck to look over. On the table outside his tank, sat a foal. And above it, a human. “Eat it. Eat it or I start eating this baby.”
He was flabbergasted. “Buhhh? Wai?”
The human laughed. “Oh wow, you got so fat it derped you? Shit, I hadn’t counted on you being a fucking dummy.” The fluffy snorted and smacked his fat belly with his hooves. “Nuuu! Fbuffy nu amb dubbeh! Tuu fbuww! Tawbies am hawb wif haf haf wif tuu mebby nubbies…make…make sbwow an…an ti…an tiwed… Huuuuuuuu…”
“Whatever. Go start eating or I’m gonna eat this baby.” the foal was panicking now and trying to flee, so the human grabbed it and squeezed all the shit out. The terrified filly didn’t know what to do! She’s made bad poopies! Oh no!
The rotund fluffy is horrified, and turns back to his plate. He resumes eating, pausing every few bites to breathe and drink some water.
“Huuuuuuuuuu suuuuu fuww…”