-“Bestesh wan miwkies naow naow!!!”.
You were bestest, you were a blue colt born into a herd, you had a poopie munstah sissiesbut you still loved her,two orange and blue brother and a grey sissies and right now your mummah was being a very big meanie
-" Nu babbeh mummah nu haf enuff miwkies naiw! Fink of bwuddas and sissies!" Dummeh mummahsays indignantly, -" anou no am bestest, ou am onwy babbeh"
She was so dummeh, of course you were the bestest, you were the first one to talk and walk while your not so bestest brothers and sisters were still chirping.
-“Mummah bestesh nee miwkies naow” You NEEDED them, you were the bestest, you lived in a cave place with in the middle a little fire made by using dry leaves and a cigarette nummies that a human didn’t eat. It warmed you enough not to die of cold.
the smarty was out with the other stallions searching for nummy in the cowd time after a dumb stallion in the herd ate the nummy pile.
They were no stallions and smarties, who would protect mummah and you siblings and the other mare?YOU only YOU and for that you needed to become a smarty fast because you were still a babbeh and a babbeh could do nothing.
The only way to become smarty fast was to become a bestest babbeh and eat a lot of
miwkies to grow big and strong and for that you needed miwkies.
-"Nu babbeh , aww babbeh nee miwkies and wub , nu ju ou an mymmagh nu haf enuff miwkies fo aww da babbehs"Dummeh mummah say. Couldn’t she see how important this was, this was the only wayto help the herd. Once you were a big smarty everything was going to be fine.
Also don’t have enough miwkies? Really now? Every morning he got miwkies. So why would that change now? His mother must be worried because they’res not a smarty here. But soon she will get one when you drink all the miwkies.
-"Otay babbeh wait " You lie seeing that arguing would get you nowhere, you mother seemingly believes you adn give you a peck.
-“Gud babbeh naow come to fwuffy piwe an be nicies to bwuddas and sissies” She take you by the scruff and put you next to her where all your other siblings are sleeping and cooing.
You wait till mummah is asleep to put action your master plan, when you’re sure she’s asleep you moved without stepping on your siblings and moved on mummah miwkie pwace. Then you began to suck.
Then sweet ambrosia began to fill your belly the unforgettable taste of miwkie, so mummah was really a meanie who diddn’t want to share miwkies anymore. Well whatever when you’ve gotten it all she will have more tommorow too.
After you’ve ate it all you were 75%full but you didn’t feel like a smarty yet. Perhaps there wasn’t enough miwkies? You needed more, they were other mares with lots of miwkies you began to go towards them., each sucking themiwkies out of them.
You would sometimes push their babbehs out of the way making them cry but the mares were so tired that they couldn’t hear it.
After the deed was done and that more than half of them didn’t have miwkies anymore. You felt… bloated, you were two times the size of a normal foal and two times fatter. But that meant you were transforming into a smarty yes?
So you go sleeping and hope that tommorow you’ll be a powerful smarty.
-“BABBBBEH WAK UP NAOW!!!” You were startled by a voice and you open your see place to see mummah standing above you, with a angry look on her face.
Behind her you saw your crying siblings, crying of hunger, why didn’t mummah gave them miwkies she was a dummeh yes but even her could see that they were hungry.
Then you heard the same cries of angry foals all around you. This was weird, all the other mares weren’t feeding their babies some were pulling their mouth toward the milkie place but no milk.
-“Babbeh did ou steaw miwkie?” You mother ask having a scary expression, normally you would be scared but now you were a smarty and it as time to show your strenght
-“Yus su wat” You says nonchalantly your mummah was dumbfounded as were the other mares, strangely one was even angry. But you continued.
-“An am no babbeh anymowe am smawty. Big Smawty naow” She was confused. you explained “Smawty needed miwkies to become smawty but mummah wa meanie si steaw miwkie bu stiww nut enuff miwkie so Smawty tak odah mawe miwkie”
Your mummah and all the other mares were starting to look very scary but you didn’t care you were a smarty now. You attention turned toward your siblins and the other babies , poor them they were so ghungry the mummah were dummeh to be enchanted by your presence.
-" An giv miwkie to odah dummeh nu bestest babbeh naow!!!"
That was all you could says before a hoof came crashing down on your face. The hoof of your mother
Then everything became dark.
To be continued.
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