There is a cuddle pile of foals.
A Reverse Fluffy mare rolls over. Reverse fluffies have no legs, they roll everywhere. She eats poop and poops sketti.
The mare sees the foals.
“Babbehs!”
She turns around.
“Smawwest poopies!”
The foals are sucked into her, she swells up.
“Am nebeh-mummah! Habe babbehs nebeh!”
A male reverse fluffy rolls over.
“Hewwo ugwy mawe! Be nu-speciaw-fwiend?”
“Nu!”
“Fne, fne, fne! BAD FEEWS!”
The mare deflates with a horrible slurping sound.
An abuser comes along. He surgically attaches working legs to the reverse fluffies.
They start crying.
“Nu wan weggies! Nu wan wun an pway an gib huggies! Wan wibe, wan wibe, wan wibe!”
The male reverse fluffy explodes into foals. That isn’t a characteristic of reverse fluffies, it’s just something that happens sometimes.
