Josef kept the herd overnight in cardboard boxes, he lined it with pillows and blankets to make it comfier but he wanted to make sure none of them went wandering during the night. He’d elected to be a tough but fair leader, punishing those who broke the rules, but since he made the rules that meant he could enforce them how he pleased.
Naturally Smartie and Bitch made the most fuss over their sleeping quarters but shut up when Josef made it clear the choices were the box or the bathtub, no way was he letting this shitty lot into his guest bedroom. In one box he put Smartie, Toughie and Mother, in another he put Nurse, Derp and Nurse’s foals, in a third he put Bitch, Whipped, Colt and Filly and in the last he put Runt and Sweetheart, not trusting the others not to hurt them in the night.
When the morning came the Fluffies were woken by the hammering noise of Josef building their pen outside, but since none of them could see outside the box they were all worried about the loud noises in the garden.
“Mummah, is munstah ousside?” Filly asked her Bitch mother shivering.
“Nu wowwy babbeh, mummah pwotect yu.”
Whipped got involved as well. “Daddeh hewe tu.”
Bitch hit her mate on the nose. “Stay way fwom babbehs dummeh, yu just fow huggies, nothing ewse.”
Whipped sat back and whimpered, he knew his mate had a temper on her when they decided to have babies together, but since given birth she’d been meaner and stricter, barely letting him near HER children, as though he wasn’t their father, of course she let him near the Alicorn but he didn’t want a monster baby. He hoped the next lot would be different.
Smartie stood up in his box, grumbling about the noise. “Dummeh hoomin no hewe tu stop woud nois, Smawtie wan sweepies. HAB SOWWY POOPIES NOIS!”
Ever the genius, Smartie let out a stream of shit out of the box, except the box was too high for his aim and he only succeeded in splashing the side and covering him, his mother and his lieutenant in the liquid mess.
“MUMMAH, Mummah Smawtie su sowwy, nu mean to gib mummah sowwy poopies.” Without even thinking Smartie started given his mother lickie-cleans, trying desperately to get the poop off her pretty white fur. Toughie rolled his eyes and tried to lick himself clean where he could, Smartie was the leader sure, but Toughie was starting to question why that was.
Eventually the noises stopped and Josef came back inside, it wasn’t a warm day but he was sweating from the work, not having done woodworking since college. As he entered the kitchen where the boxes had been kept he for the distinct whiff of shit in the air, he peered into the boxes to find Smarties box covered in shit, Smartie still licking his mother clean.
“Well, well, well. Somebody got a little scared didn’t they?”
“Smawtie onwy twy tu pwotect hewd fwom nois, nu Smawtie fault dummeh hoomin put hewd in sowwy box.”
Josef smirked, he figured the hammering would scare some of them, given him a good excuse to punish them for Bad Poopies, and he was so happy it was Smartie that did it.
“Well now I’m gonna have to clean you off, can’t have you stinking up the new house.”
The herd took notice of that. “Housies? Fwuffies hab housies?”
“Indeed you do, would you like to see it?”
The screech of noise that came from the boxes almost deafened Josef but he put on a brave face, leaving the Smarties box to the side, he lifted the other Fluffies out - making sure they saw him take Runt and Sweetheart out first – and pointed them to the open door to the garden.
He was quite proud of himself with how everything had turned out, there was a wire fence running the length of the garden to keep the Fluffies away from anymore cracks and holes, but they basically had the whole garden as a play-area, there was two main houses in the corner, raised on stilts with ramps leading up to the front door, with a third smaller house for the younger Fluffies nearby. The houses were large enough to accommodate the whole herd with room for more should they keep breeding – and they would cause they’re Fluffies.
Not far from the houses was the feeding trough, Josef had buried it in the ground to ensure all Fluffies could eat from it, and next to that was a pole that Josef had fashioned to carry four water feeders, the food would only come when Josef brought it out, the water was there for the taking since it was essentially free to fill up the feeders from his tap.
Further on from the dinner room was the play area, he’d set up some Fluffy sized beanbag chairs – waterproof for rain and for Fluffy piss – for the mares to rest and feed their young once they were born. There was also some standard Fluffy toys, balls and blocks and the likes, but enough there for the large herd.
And finally, in the corner was the litter-pit, Josef has basically converted an old sandbox to be used for the Fluffies toilet needs, the piss he didn’t care about but he wanted to make sure they shit regularly, partly for his flowers, mostly so they were less likely to shit on him.
Had they known what he was planning with them, the Herd might have asked why he put so much effort in, and Josef would’ve told them it was keep up the fallacy of kindness.
“Nyu housie wook SO GUUD.” Runt beamed at the sight of the pen, it was the best thing he’d ever seen.
Derp and Nurse walked up next, Derp saw the chairs and chirped. “Am sittie pwace fow soon-mummah, wub nyu daddeh.”
Behind them Bitch and Whipped looked over the pen, Whipped looks amazed by it all but Bitch scoffed when she saw the outside homes.
“Fwuffy nu sweep ousside, Fwuffy need wawmsies for babbehs.”
“There’s plenty of pillows and blankets inside to keep you warm, you probably won’t even need to make a Fluff-pile.”
Bitch huffed and turned her nose up at Josef. “Nu wan ousside house, wan wawmie inside.”
Josef grinned and reached for his favourite new purchase. “Tough shit.”
And before Bitch could react, Josef smacked her ass with his new Sorry-Stick, it was a light bamboo type, flexible enough to not leave any permanent damage, but still stung like a motherfucker. Bitch was caught so off-guard by the sharp pain that she jumped a foot in the air, cleared the porch steps and landed in the pen. Her mate and foals chased after her.
“Is Speciaw-Fwiend ok?” Whipped asked genuinely concerned, only to be met with a hoof to the face.
“Of couwse am no ok? Poopie Pwace hab wowstesh huwties, meanie hoomie.”
Filly pushed her father away some more. “Dummeh daddeh go away, weave bestesh mummah awone.”
Josef had already made note of the abusive relationship between Whipped and Bitch, but now seeing the children involved gave him some ideas. But that was for little, now he had three shit stained asshats to deal with.
The herd didn’t even notice Josef had gone back inside until he’d returned with a basin filled with water, not freezing cold but far from warm, and placed it inside the pen, then he took Smarties box and placed it down next to the basin, putting himself between both.
“Alright listen up, if you’re going to be staying here there are rules you need to follow; firstly you eat when I give you your food, and you will all eat, that includes monsters and poopie fluffs. If you are all good then I will think about giving you Skettis as a reward BUT if any of you are bad, even just one of you, then nobody gets a reward. Understood?”
There was a faint murmuring of agreement until a soft huff came from Colt. “Dummeh hoomin, bestesh babbeh nu num kibbew, onwy wan skettis NYO!”
Perfect, just the opportunity Josef needed. Keeping calm he stood up, grabbed his Sorry-Stick and marched towards Colt, who instantly ran for his Bitch mother, cowering under her legs as she pleaded with Josef.
“Nu, nu huwt bestesh babbeh, is onwy wittew babbeh, nu wan sowwy huwties.”
Josef paid no attention to her and started hitting Bitch, with her first hit still throbbing from earlier, getting hit again just made her wail even more. It only took three hits for her to abandon her motherly duty and leave her son at Josef’s mercy.
Colt didn’t even realise his mother had left him until Josef smacked his behind with the stick, slashing just above his asshole. He hit him once for talking back, then once more for running away, he wanted to do more but this was a demonstration, not a punishment.
“You will eat what you are given or you will starve. Ok?”
Josef didn’t wait for an answer as he returned to the basin. “Secondly, there is to be NO enfiing without my permission, this garden is too small for you to keep shitting out children so until we can sort out the space situation, no new babbehs. Anyone who makes babbehs will never make babbehs again.”
That got a big reaction from the herd, most notably Smartie who instantly shut up when Josef looked at him.
“Thirdly, the litter-box is over there in the corner, you will all make good pee-pees and poopies there, anyone who makes BAD poopies, will be punished with this.”
Josef reached into the box, pulled out Toughie and dunked him into the water, the green shit didn’t even have time to yell ‘bad upsies’ before it was screeching from the cold, wet hell it was thrown into.
“WAWA BAD FOW FWUFFIES, WAWA BAD FO…”
Josef dunked him again, not wanting to hear his bullshit, he pulled him out, grabbed a rough sponge and started harshly scrubbing the shit out of Toughie’s fur. The rest of the herd looked on in horror at the display in front of them, if this was the punishment for bad poopies they dreaded to think what other punishments Josef had for them.
Satisfied with Toughie being clean, Josef tossed him to the herd, impressively he’d only pissed a little into the basin. Next was Smartie, who had already pissed himself in fear when Josef’s hand reached in to take him.
“NU, Smawtie nu wan bad wawa, Smawtie wan hoomin to gib wickie-cweans ow…”
Yeah, not happening, Josef plunged Smartie into the water which instantly turned brown from the explosion of shit that fired out of him. Josef grabbed him out and went to work scrubbing him clean, paying particular attention to his asshole which had gotten him into this trouble in the first place.
“HUU, HUU, POOPIE PWACE HAB BUWNIE HUWTIES, NU WIKE!”
While the rest of the herd looked on in distress at their leader’s assault, Toughie couldn’t help but smirk, it was Smartie’s fault they needed to be cleaned anyway and now he was acting like a fucking mare about the whole thing.
Once Josef was done with Smartie he threw him to the herd as well, landing hard near to Nurse, she and her foals went to check on Smartie, making sure he was ok. One of the foals, a pink unicorn filly, starting chirping happily.
“Daddeh smeww pwetty nyo.”
Smartie shot daggers at his young daughter and smacked her away, Josef would’ve punished him but what was coming next would hurt him even more.
“Well then, just one more to go, and what a shame Mother, your nice clean bathwater has been ruined by your son’s scardie-poopies.”
Smartie’s eyes widened in horror. “Nu, mummah so cwean, Smawtie gib wickie-cweans tu mummah, nu need fow meanie wawa.
Josef looked her over, he had to admit, the little guy had done a stellar job, Mother was clean, but not clean enough. He looked Smartie in the eye as he plunged Mother into the shit stained basin, almost cackling like a madman at the shock and horror on his face.
Mother was caught so off-guard by the water that when she went to scream she was already under, taking a large gulp of her sons excrement before she’d realised what was going on. Josef pulled her out just in time for Mother to vomit over herself, dribbling it down her pretty white fluff.
“Now Mother, that won’t do at all, we’ll have to REALLY scrub that out of you.”
Josef basically attacked her with the sponge, scratching at her sensitive underbelly under the guise of cleaning her, occasionally dunking her under the water again when she looked like she was about to speak. Mother hadn’t done much to piss him off yet, but her arrogance and the hurt it gave Smartie to see this was worth it.
Again he tossed Mother to the ground when she was cleaned, Smartie instantly ran up to help her, though Josef noted none of the other made the same rush, in fact most of them held back.
“Mummah, am yu huwt?”
Mother twacked her son on the nose, it was his fault she just had to drink shit and have a dummy clean her fluff, she wasn’t happy with him tonight.
Josef moved the basin back inside to clean it up later and grabbed a new bag of kibble and brought it out to the trough, he could see the excited faces of everyone wanting food but after just witnessing his display of punishment they all held back in fear. Josef was satisfied that they were learning quickly, not that it was going to save any of them in the long run.
Starting from the furthest end, Josef poured the kibble into the trough and walked backwards towards the house until the whole thing was full, he’d done the maths and measurements and worked out that there was enough kibble in the trough when full to keep the whole herd fed but not full, and given his rule about making sure everyone ate properly he knew some of the more boisterous lot would have trouble sharing.
“Ok everyone, dig in.”
The herd happily went head first into a feeding frenzy, they hadn’t ate in FOREVER (or roughly 8 hours depending on who you asked) so were happy to get some food in them. Colt turned his nose up at the kibble and was about to open his mouth to complain when Bitch knocked him in the back of the head, her eyes telling him to shut up and eat it.
Josef was happy that the punishment example got through to them but he wasn’t finished yet, he wanted to put the fear of God into these fuckers and he knew exactly who his first victim would be. He looked down at Derp, the fat cunt had been left alone to waddle towards the trough herself while everyone else ate, Josef knelt down to talk to her.
“Hey, I noticed you’re having trouble getting to the trough.”
“Yeh, tummeh-babbehs hab soon-mummah maak bad wawkies, but mummah stiww wuv babbahs. Mummah wub babbehs, babbehs wub mummah…”
Josef quickly put a stop to her song. “Yeah well anyway I wanted you to know that I made a special bowl of kibble just for mummies to help make their babies nice and strong, but it’s only for good mummies, are you a good mummy?”
Derp barely listened to what Josef was saying passed ‘special kibble’, she was already jumping, or rather bouncing, with joy. “Yeh yeh, Fwuffy am bestesh mummah EVA, wub babbehs wots an wots.”
“Well ok then, here you are.”
Josef placed Derp’s bowl down in front of her and stepped back as she threw her mouth into it without stopping for breath, not even noticing the extra ingredient Josef had sprinkled on top.
He wasn’t lying earlier, the garden wasn’t big enough for more Fluffies, and Derp already looked ready to pop only a couple weeks into her pregnancy, she was likely carrying a large litter, too large for their new home to handle properly, so Josef had taken measures to ensure that wouldn’t be a problem.
Nobody could find a scientific reason why Parsley had such a traumatising effect on pregnant Fluffies, why it caused them to miscarry no matter how far along they were, all they knew was that it happened and that Fluffies were too fucking stupid to recognise the taste. Which is what Josef was hoping for when he laced Derp’s bowl with the herb just before giving it to her.
