Would fluffy milk be good with cereal?
Would a cream based on fluffy milk be sweet?
Can a milkbag be like your normal milk carton? Imagine just waking up hungry as hell and laziness has taken over you, not wanting to cook you take a bowl, put the cereal in and then go milk your pink milkbag for that sweet warm creamy milk to fill you with energy and nutrients just like a little foal.
How would fluffy cheese be? Maybe a white creamy bar, really creamy and deprived of any sweetness, salted or even spiced if you want to get fancy.
Some hours after having your cereal your body decides to get rid of the laziness filling your being and you begin feeling hungry again, this time now out of pure hunger you get up from wherever you are and go to the kitchen, you crave for a fluffy dish, you go for the fluffy omelette, you take two eggs, some fluffy cheese and of course your beloved fluffy ham, maybe you prepare the ham and some mushrooms as part of your omelette’s stuffing, once you’re done cooking there it is, your great creation of this lazy morning, a steaming omelette filled with fused fluffy cheese, so creamy that it doesn’t stretch like your normal cheese, no it goes along with your inner desires, slowly showing itself from the cut you just made with your fork, tempting you to take the first bite, the smell of the roasted fluffy ham strikes your senses and your now increasing feeling of hunger that torments your body just makes you dig in it, undescribable flavors, textures and feeling flood your mouth as you succumb to the primal hunger being slowly pacified by this gift of the flesh kingdom, the desires of your own flesh have driven you into looking for pleasure even in the most wicked and disgusting creation of humanity, fluffies.
Fluffy milk, fluffy meat, fluffy cuisine is a great gate to fullfil our always hungry desire for pleasure and stimulation, our flesh carves new pleasure, not the flesh described in this story, your flesh, the flesh reading this, now aware of what your flesh hasn’t experimented for it your consciousness carves for more, but not more stories, it carves for a new reality to explore, a world with fluffies where even your wildest dreams can become true embodied into a fluffy.
I carve for a new reality where fluffies aren’t but our puppets, dancing along our desires, this milk post is but the start, this accepting community is my new home, my new fort and my new delirium of unreachable pleasure, away of any of this rotten world’s unnecessary worries, and for that I thank you all who read this and bare with my present and future nonsense.
The fluffy reality is slowly forming, loving and caring while devastating and cruel at the same time, but not to the same fluffies, thank you all who read and all who moderate and run the site, may you all be blessed with a paradise of unlimited joy and discoveries.