We tune in on the kelpie mare that we had been monitoring for the past four days since we discovered her and her sea fluffy mate. There has been much curiosity in finding out whether their coupling would be viable or not. Soon, we will get our answers.
The drought brought on by the summer weather has made the waters of the swamp recede to an all time low, making the shore where her nest resides inaccessible to her mate.
While most regular fluffies would complain about feeling unloved and abandoned by their mates, kelpiefluffs are accustomed to raising their unborn young either with one of their own kind, or more often than not, alone. This is mostly due to the fact that kelpie fluffies are primarily female, and after mating with a regular male fluffy, eats him.
We assume the only reason this mare’s relationship with her mate did not end in immediate death is due to him being far too large for her to successfully take down, as well as being a cannibal himself that offered a more symbiotic benefit in keeping her, and by extension their offspring, well fed throughout her pregnancy.
However, without her mate to deliver a steady supply of meals, she has been relying on the remains of the sea-mare’s body, roaming insects, frogs, and lizards for nourishment. It has not been easy.
During this delicate time, and with the scarce food resources around her nest, the kelpie mare has lost considerable weight. It was noted that she made several complaints about her tummeh hurting, occasionally followed by agitated pleading for her tummeh babbehs to stop giving her sorry hoofies.
Finally, during the hot, late evening of the fourth day she has entered labor. It appears to be a very painful process, her breathing coming out in heavy pants only interrupted each time her body tenses with contractions. Her hooves scrape into the dirt of her den as she gnashes her misshapen, sharp teeth and hisses in pain. The sound is reminiscent to a high pitched gator hiss.
Her body trembles, a guttural sob leaving her as she implores her babbehs to leave her tummeh and stop hurting her special place.
The process takes a shorter amount of time than expected. Within 30 minutes, a gush of fluids leaves her body, but something is wrong. The fluids are filled with chunky viscera. A malformed body spills out into the nest along with chunks of flesh and bone. It’s head is squished and misshapen, a third of it’s body is torn up, spilling internal organs on the ground around it. Blood and amniotic fluids gush over them.
The mare strains, breathing heavily as she tries to push through and bring her young into the world. It takes a little over half an hour for the rest of the bodies and gore to push out of her body.
The experiences leaves the mummah exhausted. She takes a moment to go limp and catch her breath. During this time, we took the liberty to get a closer look to see what abominations have been brought into this world.
The sight is as fascinating as it is foul. Within the nest lay the bodies of several deformed foals, most of which appear to have been torn apart. It’s been deduced that the mare would have had at least five foals, had three of them not been eaten.
Only two foals remain alive, squirming in a stew of their own sibling’s remains. The much larger one is a unicorn, with an unusually longer tail. The colour coating and tail shape resemble it’s father, despite having four legs instead of two. It is seen chewing on the leg of one of the dismembered defects. Tiny, sharp teeth tear at the tender flesh, ripping it into tiny chunks big enough for the newborn to swallow.
It’s much smaller sibling, an earthie, resembles it’s mother in design, sporting a shorter tail that’s still long by fluffy standards, and not as many teeth. It was almost mistaken to be a runt until it was compared to the size of the remains of the deceased foals. It peeps, and cries, not sporting as many teeth as it’s larger sibling. It is by sheer luck that it was not yet devoured by it’s larger sibling.
The mare finally comes to at the sounds of her chirpy babbeh’s cries. With as much effort as she can, she turns to finally face her children. The sight of the bloodbath in her nest makes her freeze. She stares at her foals, processing what she sees.
Intrauterine cannibalism is a rare occurrence in kelpie fluffies, especially to this degree. Whether or not it’s more common in cannibal sea fluffies is unknown, for we do not have enough research on the matter. Only one other occurrence was recorded for such an event, in which the sea mare carrying the cannibal fluffy offspring ended up expiring when the tummeh babbehs had eaten through the other embryos and chosen to devour their mother from the inside out.
Any other regular fluffy would have outright rejected their offspring for numming their bwuddas and sissies. However out here in the swamps, where ferals favor the strong and weed out the weak in order too survive, this new mummah cherishes her terrifying young. They have proven to her that before they were even chirpies, they were the strongest of her litter by devouring their weaker, deformed siblings.
The mare gives them licky cleanies, and cleans the mess of after birth, chewing up the remains of her stillborn young to feed to her ravenous babbehs. They will be fed a mix of milkies and pre-chewed meat until they are able to ingest a steady intake of solid foods.
She will continue to care for her young for the next a few weeks, only leaving the nest to hunt for food. She bides her time until the rains return, raising the water levels up enough for her to return to the shoreline with her offspring to introduce them to their sire.
So yeah, guess who learned about sand tiger shark babies basically going full Thunderdome in the womb and decided that some cannibal fluffies needed to experience the same shit
