@BFM101 wrote a continuation to my story Pity Trap called What A Pity and now I’m writing a sequel to that. It’s not canon to his universe though.
First Prize was so happy! She was getting a new housie and all it took was giving up her last babbeh! If she’d known it was this easy she’d have stomped the last of her babbehs long ago.
…
Victoria Harkness was smug. She was delivering a fluffy particularly worthy of abuse to a place where she’d suffer like few fluffies did.
She made the handoff to Gus and then walked off satisfied with job well done.
…
First Prize smiled happily at the stallion in front of her.
“Hewwo! Be nyu fwiend?”
The stallion snorted.
“Nu wan nyu fwiend, onwy wan enfie-mawe!”
First Prize blinked in shock. Then her eyes narrowed.
“We see hu enfs hu.”
…
A month later:
Augustus ‘Gus’ Kemper loved many things. Abusing fluffies, money, sex, motivational posters.
He did not love this.
He poured the cooked pasta into a strainer, then put it in a bowl and added sauce and cheese.
Then he brought the bowl to the fluffy pens. It had been the breeding pens before, but now:
“Hmph, yu take tu wong gettin skettis. Du it fastew next timesies.”
First Prize had quickly risen to a leadership position over the other fluffies after ripping the dick off the first stallion she met and shoving it up his asshole.
She’d then used her considerable financial acumen to do a hostile takeover of Gus’s business.
Now she was his boss and if he quit he’d lose his only income source.
Gus dropped to the floor and prostrated himself before First Prize.
“I’m so sorry Master, I promise it won’t happen again. Please forgive me, I beg you.”
First Prize nodded.
“Gud. Nao weabe, it am time fow watching teebee.”
As First Prize settled back on her cushion while eating sketti she sighed in happiness.
“Dis am da wife.”
…
First Prize woke up and realized she’d been dreaming.
Her legs were broken, she was an enfie mare in Gus’s fluffy mill, and Disaster Movie was on TV.
First Prize blinked.
“Weww, fuk.”
