A light blue fluffy with a bubble pink mane lays in her fluffy bed, and her newest owner being her midwife. Candy, named after her colors, was a feral that had been raped by a smarty just a few weeks ago. She didn’t like the idea of having foals so having to bear them is bad enough, but the father fucked off after he fucked her.
Hope he lives in constant suffering, she thought. But now…
“Biggest…” Candy strains, “POOPIES…!!!”
“Just keep pushing, Candy, I can see them.” Said her new daddy.
And out they go. Candy thought that since she doesn’t want them, she could just eat them for sustenance. But apparently her new daddy wants them. Guess that’s why he took her in. No matter, she gets a roof over her head and a steady supply of food. She doesn’t care if her brats get shipped off to somewhere.
“Well, this is a nice batch.” Said her owner.
Curious, she turns around to look at her brood. The first she noticed that one is a unicorn with a candy blue color like her. …whatever.
Another is a pair of Earthies that is sapphire blue and other an emerald green.
Last of which… is a khaki colored foal bespectacled by bits of brown. Like… a tiny potato. Though not completely round with the pair of wings and a tiny horn on his head.
“Not a good color, but it is an alicorn.” Adds her owner. “Guess he could make more himself when he comes of age.”
Candy nudges the alicorn with her hoof. She doesn’t exactly stomp on it like a typical feral mother would. But her daddy immediately scoops it away because of that fear.
“Wai daddeh take stwange babbeh?” Asks Candy.
“Because you would… wait…” The human realizes. “You are not going to stomp on it for being a ‘monster baby’?”
“…wai? Shouwd Candy do dat?” She raises an eyebrow. “Daddeh sei ou wan aww babbehs. Eben weiwd wooking babbeh.”
The owner thinks for a moment. Should he let his mother nurse it? Would their siblings be accepting. …well guess time will tell. He hands the foal back into Candy’s arms.
“Alright, just make sure nothing comes to harm for him.” Said the owner, “Guess I may need a name for them. I could call the alicorn Potato because of his fur.” Then looks to the Earthie pair. “And them Sapphire and Emerald. They will sell for a lot too since they are girls.” Then looks at Candy’s carbon copy offspring. “…keeping an eye on that one… how about Tart? After Sweetarts.”
“Suwe otey.” Candy looks down at her chirping foals. “Can Candie gib dem miwkies nao?”
The tongue on her, he thought. If she plays favorites or do something stupid… he may have to punish her.
…
Give or take a few weeks in the Safe Room, and the chirpy foals begin to walk and talk. As Candy does her job of tending to her own foals and tries to give equal share to all of them. Emphases on tries.
Potato got pushed out of the way by a little light blue hoof, “POOPIE MUNSTAH BWUDDAH! IT BESTEST TAWT’S TUWN NAO!”
Tart has got the case of the Smarty Syndrone as he bullied his brother into getting what he wants. Just because of his fur, and the fact he is an alicorn. …and that he isn’t growing a mane, just fluff all over. Tart also called himself Bestest Baby just because he assumed it so for sharing the same color as his mother.
Tart is REALLY starting to get on Candy’s nerves. That sense of entilement reminds of her of his father who thinks he can give her the Bad Enfies because he is a “Smarty”. But she isn’t allowed to kill him and she REALLY does…
The best she can do, is shove Tart away from herself.
“Nu! Aww Babbehs ged deiw shawe!” Said Candy. “Ou wait, Tawt!”
“Dummeh Mummah!” Tart slams his front hooves on the ground. “Am Bestest Babbeh! Nd Bestest Babbeh, desewbes mowe miwkies dan poopie munstah bwuddah!”
“Ou Bwuddah, namesies am Potato!” Glowers his mother. “Wet im hab his miwkies, ow ou wiww ged nu milkies at AW.”
Tart grumbles as he turns away to skulk play with his blocks. This isn’t FAIR, he thought. She should love HIM more because he is the Bestest Baby AND a future Smarty! Not that poopie monster baby.
“Ehehehe, Dummeh Tawt.” Giggles his blue sister. “Guess ou awe nu Bestest afteh aww.”
“Su sad…” Emerald giggles along with her sister. “Ou nu Smawty, ou dummeh. Even Mummah knu dat.”
“SHADDAP!” Tart turns to them with a snarl. “Wa bou ou!?”
“Wa bout us?” Sapphire sneers.
“Emwawd and Saffieh am gud babbehs.” Adds Emerald. “Potato am ugwy, bu he gub babbeh too.”
“Bu ou awe BAD babbeh.” Said Sapphire. “Dat wai mummah and daddeh nu wub ou.”
“OU WIE! DUMMEH WIAWS, TAWT AM BESTEST BABBEH!” Screams Tart.
Then Sapphire smacks herself. “SKREEEEE! MUMMAH!”
Candy turns her head. “Wat habben!?”
“M-meanie Tawt gib Saffieh bad hoofsies!” She turns away, faking a cry.
“Ou wowstest meanie bwuddah ebah!” Adds Emerald.
“Dat’s it.” Candy gets up to come over to snatch Tart by the tail.
“SKEEEEE-! NU GIB BAD UPSIES MUMMAH!” As Tart was lifted and Candy takes him towards a box, Tart can see the smirking faces of his sisters. “NU WISSEN TO DEM, MUMMAH! DEY WIAWS! WIAWS-!”
Then Candy swings him down into it as Tarts smacks against the floor.
“Nao Tawt stae in Sowwy Box untiw ou stop bein a bad bwuddah.” She glares.
“Nuuu!!! Pwease!!!” Cries out Tart. “Tawt nu wikes sowwy box!!!”
She really doesn’t want to be a parent if every day is going to be like this, so she lays on the bed and takes a nap. Taking the edge off the long day.
Potato meanwhile, goes up to the Sorry Box as taps his hoof against it. “Hewwo? Bwuddah? Ou otey?”
“GU WAY POOPIE MUNSTAH BWUDDAH!” Tart, still not showing kindness to Potato. “IS CAWSE OB OU BESTEST BABBEH IS IN HEWE! BESTEST HATCHU! HATCHU!”
Potato then tears up. “Wai Tawt nu wike Potato…”
Sapphire and Emerald snickers to each other. Their little scheme is working quite nicely. They noticed that their daddeh seems to value their uglier brother than them. And Tart doesn’t like the fact that Potato is getting more attention than him. Their plan to become the favorites in the eyes of their mother and their owner, is to make the “Bestest Babbeh” attack or even kill Potato out of resentment and frustration. Making the entitled idiot get killed himself for ridding such a value asset.
All they have to do? Is to piss off Tart even more.
For Fluffies, the two are smarter than a regular fluffy. But is a VERY low fucking bar in retrospect. They SEE that Potato is valued despite being a poopie color and a monster fluffy. However they don’t realize that it is BECAUSE that he is a monster fluffy that he is valued. They didn’t realize that by setting up Tart’s fall, is setting theirs up as well.
Late at night, they went up to the Sorry Box, which is just a plastic crate. The holes are big enough for them to go through. It’s just that Tart is just too fucking stupid to think of escaping the box THAT way.
They worked together to drag the sleeping Tart by the fluff of his legs and push him through one of the holes and out of the box he goes. They then drag him to their mother’s bed and nudges him awake, and immediately rush towards their mother’s side and pretend to sleep.
“H…huh, wa?”
Tart opens his eyes and looked around. He’s outside of the box? Finally, that stupid mother of his realizes her mistake. He notices Potato sleeping at Candy’s side, nestled into her belly fluff. He has half the mind to drag him out by the tail and beat him senseless… but his stomach growled. He is VERY hungry since his stupid mother didn’t feed him when he was in his entrapment. So he goes for his mother’s teats and proceeds to suckle the milk out of them.
Until the last drop.
With a small belch, his belly full of milk, he decided to drift off to sleep. He’ll deal with the poopy brother tomorrow he thought. While the gem twins looks on and urges themselves not to laugh their asses off, eager to see what happens next morning.
…
Candy wakes up and yawns. Another day, another moment with these kids.
“Up nd wakies babbehs…” She drowsinessly rises and sits up. “Come ged ou miwkies, babbehs.”
She probably digested enough during the night to make some milk for them to last the morning she thought. But when Potato starts to drink out of Candy’s breasts…
“Huh?” Potato goes back to sucking. "Wai dewe nu milkies?’
“Wat-?” That broke Candy out of her lag. This is way too early for her to stop lactating. Granted, this is her first pregnancy but surely she can still produce milk! Her babies aren’t THAT big enough yet.
She then sees the pudgy Tart, laying on her bed. Giving another burp and shits in it for good measure mid sleep. She hadn’t noticed him walking up… but she sure is NOW.
Candy grits her teeth while she gets back on all fours as she walks over to Tart and slams her hoof right next to his head, making sure not to crush it but just to scare him awake.
“EEEK-!”
“DUMMEH BABBEH! HOW OU GED OUT OB OU SOWWY BOX!?” Shouts Candy in a rage.
Tart stands up and huffs, “Mabee cawse Tawt am Bestest Babbeh!”
“Candie sei dat ou awe NU Bestest!” Candy rebukes him, making him shrink back as she leans in with a glare. “BU OU TOOK AWW DA MIWKIES! NAO OU BWUDDAH AND SISSIES HAB NU FING!”
But Tart kept up his bravado. “Dat wat dey ged! Sissies awe bad waiws and Bwuddah am poopie munsta!”
“Daddeh nu come back wif kibbew yet!” Shouts Candy. “Nao how am oddah babbehs hab miwkies!?”
Then Tart said the unspeakable.
“Den… num da poopie munstah.”
“…Wat?”
Sapphire and Emerald watched on with glee. The idiot’s going to get it now.
“Num da poopie munstah!” Tart repeats himself. “Poopie munstah am bad babbeh! So mummah num bad babbehs to make milkies fow gud babbehs wike Bestest Babbeh!”
Is she going to smack him, the duo thought. Make him be a litter pal for the day perhaps?
“…knu wat.” Candy said calmly. “Ou wight.”
What? They thought. Tart is SERIOUSLY going to get away what he did?
Potato meanwhile is terrified. He never thought that his own brother wished death upon him. Much less his mother willing to GO with his idea.
“Y-yea!” Sputters Tart, regaining confidence. “Bestest am AWWAYS wight! Num poopie bwuddah so Bestest hab sum miwkies!”
“Den…” Candy’s eyes shift downwards to him. “Ou nu mind id ou be miwkies fow bwuddah nd sissies.”
All of the color washed from Tart’s face as his ears droop down. “…h…huh…?”
Candy stomps her foot on Tart’s tail.
“Wike ou sei…” Candy glares at him. “Candy am num bad babbehs to make miwkies fow gub babbehs. Nd ou a BAD babbeh. Cawse bad babbehs nebah wearn.”
Tart whimpers. “Bu… bu daddeh sei nu gib babbehs fowevah sweepies-!”
“Nu. Cawe.”
Candy opens her jaws to bite into the upper torso as she lifts Tart up.
“SKREEEEEEE!!! PWEASE MUMMAH! BEST-T-TAWT AM NU NUMMIES!” Tart flails, crying as a shower of shit sprays out of his anus. “TAWT AM WITTWE BABBEH!!!”
That only made Candy bite HARDER as Tart felt his bones crunch as she drags him further into her mouth with her tongue, closing her lips as she chews. Tart’s blood leaking out the corners of her mouth with the little bastard screams until said scream fell silent. Following by a gulf from Candy herself.
The rest of her brood was horrified. Emerald and Sapphire expected Tart to be punished heavily, but they didn’t expect THIS. Potato felt the pangs of heart break from his brother not loving him, but even he doesn’t think that Tart deserves to be eaten just like that. Candy on the other hand, exhales.
She knows that her owner won’t like it, but Tart is becoming a problem. She is only culling it before it grows for the good of the rest of her children. That being said…
“…ib ou be wike dummeh Tawt…” She turns her eyes to the rest of the foals. “Den ou be nummies fow miwkies too.”
They didn’t have to be told twice.
…
Her owner comes in with a bowl of kibble. “Hey Candy, here’s your food for the day. And morning to you too you… wait a minute…” He recounts. “…where’s Tart?”
Sapphire and Emerald doesn’t want to say anything. But Potato…
“M…Mummah num Bwuddah…”
The duo looked at Potato in astonishment. Is he trying to get killed? Then again…
“…Candy, is that true?” Said the owner.
“…yea.” Candy looks away. “Dummeh Tawt took aww miwkies wen Candie am sweepies, nd sei dat Candie shou num Potato to make mowe miwkies. So Candy num dummeh Tawt.”
Ok, now he is conflicted. He knew about Tart’s little Smarty Syndrone and worries that it might affect the yeild or Potato’s growth as a whole. But Candy EATING him? Now, if it were any other foal or especially the prized alicorn, he would punish her in the worst way imaginable. But a little Smarty in the making… it is as if she is trying what a parent could have done and discipline their child. But this is just extreme.
He couldn’t make her a milk bag on that reason alone though. In fact, he did see that she has no desire to ever be a mother. But he does see a potential for her in other avenues.
“Alright.” He leans down. “Tell you what. You have shown yourself that you are not capable of raising foals. So…” He picks Candy up with his other arm. “I’m sending you away.”
“Bu-! Potato need mummah fow miwkies!” Potato protests.
“Don’t worry your little head. I got something for this occasion.” The owner kicks the door shut.
“Nu Daddeh! Nu take mummah away!” Potato is heard with his hooves scratching the door. "Mummah! Mummah!’
“…Finwy.” Sighs Candy. “So wat nao?” She looks to her owner. “Am take Candy back outside? Gib Candy fowevah sweepies?”
“Well you don’t want to be a mother.” Replies her owner. “But you are at least trying. Think other people would want mares with your work ethic. Probably.” He sets him on the table as he pulls out his phone, “Sit still.”
He takes a photo of the mare. And proceeds to advertise her as such:
“Candy for Nursery Mare. Former Feral. Skill, Smarty Sorter. (Might eat foals with Smarty Syndrone)”
Thought it might be a good comprise. He already has TWO mares, good color too, for future breeding. And an Alicorn. He sells Candy to the highest bidder for some extra cash, if anyone buys her. Meanwhile Candy might not have to get burdened with pregnancy again AND her buy will have a living Smarty Sorter. It’s a win win win.
Only time will tell.
…
Which is indeed has. Sure, Sapphire and Emerald still think lowly of Potato but never acted on it despite their mother being not around anymore. Since their owner has actually finds value in them as he gives them their own room. Good.
That doesn’t mean that when they became fully grown mares, they HAVE to get knocked up too. Their “special friends” are just as ugly as their brother if not uglier. But daddeh said that those stallions are bought on the cheap.
Mostly because they are former litter pals, limbless, he picks him up and presses them onto the strapped duo’s backsides to give enfies. And despite them not having legs anymore, their thrust game is still strong.
“ENF ENF ENF ENF-!” Both former litter pals swing their hips while suspended from their daddeh’s grip.
“Nu-! Nu!” Cries Sapphire. “Saffieh nu wan speciaw huggies fwom poopie fwuffy!”
“Emwawd nu wan be mummah…” Whimpers Emerald.
“Sorry, but since your mother is no longer here, SOMEONE has to do the breeding.” Said their breeder with a nonchalant tone. “Hope that your foals inherit your colors, you two.”
“SKREEEEE-!!!”
…
“WET BESTEST BUBBWE GO, DUMMEH!” Screams a foal as he was swung and flung into the Sorry Box with a, “SKREEEEEEE!!!”
“Bestest Babbeh!” Said a mare before a hoof knocks her back into the pen.
Candy is enjoying her job at the local Fluff Mart. She became the pen’s enforcer, punishing bad foals, and punishing bad fluffies. Though if she wants to keep her housing and food, she has to earn it by doing well at her job as payment.
“Hey! Dis am Smawty wand nao!”
And look, she sees someone familiar trying to invade the store while the store owner is on her break.
“Hewwo, Dummeh Stawwion.” Glares Candy.
“Huh!? Enfie Mawe-” Said a red unicorn before Candy smacks him across the face. “OWWIES!”
“Come back to gib mowe bad enfie and make mowe bad babbehs?”
“Smawty nu knu ou be hewe!”
“Den pay Candie foaw suppowt, biggest dummeh!” Candy hooves him again. As a feral, she wasn’t strong enough to fight back. But now…
The red Smarty tries to run away from the beating, only for Candy to step on his tail.
“What’s going on out here-!?” Exclaims the store owner as she went out the breakroom. “Huh? Caught an intruder, Candy?”
“Dis gabe Candy bad enfies befowe.” She turns to her employer.
“Well, how funny fate works…” She grins as she walks over to grab him by the folds of his neck. “Nao… what to do with you, huh?”
“Wet Smawty go!” He flails about. “Am hewe fow mawes nd nummies!”
“And how many little bastard you carelessly left behind, huh?” She swings him side to side before flicking him in the face.
“OWWIES!”
“Candy, what do you want to do with him?” She turns to her little employee.
Candy looks at the Smarty with contempt. “Wet me awone wif Dummeh. Candie wan Dummeh to pay fow Dummeh Foaw Suppowt.”
“Really? How is he going to pay you?”
Candy grins. “Dummeh’s Speciaw Wumps.”
“WAT!?!?!” The Smarty covers his genitals.
“Oooh, good payment. Not taking that away from ya.” She heads back into the break room. “Follow me.”
“NU! SMAWTY AM SOWWY!” Screams the Smarty. “WIWW BE MAWE’S SPECIAW FWIEND! PWEASE NU TAKE SPECIAW WUMPS!!!”
Then the door closes behind them.
…
As for Potato? His owner found him a fluffy mare who would accept him for who he is. A cream colored mare named Silk. She costed a pretty penny, but he said that she is considered an investment.
He still misses his family, but Silk is willing to help him with the heart hurties which gave good results for their owner. While slow at first, their relationship grew from friendship to love to becoming special friends.
Until eventually they gave each other special huggies and Vanilla became pregnant. And once their litter was born, the two became attached to one. A tan colored Earthie, with white hair. She isn’t a good color unlike her siblings, but Potato wants to keep her.
Though with a heavy heart, she already found an owner and Potato was forced to give her away.
Even with a good life ahead of him, he will still be separated from his family one way or another. Stuck in an never ending cycle of heart hurties.