“…p… e-ep…”
I stared down at the tiny, pathetic creature in my palm as it desperately tried to curl itself up as best as its weak little body could manage, shivering in the cold. The minuscule thing opens its mouth wide, and- visibly straining from the exertion- lets out yet another tiny, desperate peep, gasping for breath.
“…pee…p…”
It was an odd sensation. The faint warmth of its little body radiating into my hand, the feeling of its peach-fuzz fur weakly rubbing my skin with every twitch as it wriggled around in obvious discomfort… I could feel every one of its pitiful, labored breaths, each one long and drawn out, like even the simple act of existing was some kind of monumental effort for it.
I see that it’s a male now… and what a cute cream-color for his fur. With no hair on his tail yet, it just looks like a tiny, twitching nub on his rear. He sniffs the air for his mother, and upon only finding the unfamiliar scent of my palm, somehow manages to rear his wobbly head back and strain out yet another desperate peep for help… quieter now.
He quickly curls back up into a little ball afterward in a pitiful attempt to preserve his rapidly fading body heat, shivering. I hear him make a little ‘eep’ to himself in sadness and fear, though even that was audibly strained as well. God, this little guy… barely the size of a peanut, he could fit completely under the pad of my thumb, and with plenty of room to spare.
“…e… eep…”
So innocent… so caring… so loving and pure. All he ever wanted was nummies and wuv’, but instead all he is receiving from the world is horrific pain and cruelty. He gasps once more in wordless hunger, tiny tears beginning to form in the corners of his tiny eyes, still shut closed from his birth, barely ten minutes ago.
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…
“…e-eep…”
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God, this thing is barely clinging to life… I look down at the bloodied corpse of its mother, my bat still lodged in her skull. All this, nearly dead already… after not even two minutes without his mother’s warmth. How pathetic.
Time to horrifically torture him to death!
I promptly plunge a sewing pin into one of his tiny eyes.
“…eep!”
Then the other.
“…ee! eep-ee-e-e-ee!!”
Then I crush all of his cute little leggies into paste by pinching them as hard as I could.
“…ee! eep! …ee-eee-e…!”
Then I explode his balls by crushing them in a vice I got from fuck you. He vomits all over himself in response… how disgusting. Not quite as disgusting as the useless fucking cunt of a foal still squirming around in my hand, but still. Don’t worry- knowing me, I’ll probably crush him into a paste out of pure, unfathomable rage at the fact of just how insanely small he is soon enough.
“…ble-ep…! eee-ep!… ee!…”
I resist the urge to pinch him until he explodes like a fucking grape between my index finger and thumb long enough to grab a thumbtack from who cares and begin violently perforating his tiny, little, peanut-sized body at indescribably insane speeds, being extremely careful to just barely pierce the skin, but not poke so hard as to damage any of his organs so he suffers longer.
“…eep! …ee-ep… e… ee-ep…!! eep!…”
After at least a hundred infinitesimal puncture wounds across literally every square femtometre of his useless little body, I finally stop. God, I love how he just writhes and writhes in indescribable agony. He just flails his ruined leggies and aimlessly squirms about within my palm. Hilarious!
“…eeep! …eee…ep… e-ee-e-eep!!…”
Oh, well. That sure was fun! But how do I seal its fate? Hmm… oh, I know!
So, fun fact. Little do most people know, but I’m actually a God. Crazy, right? So anyway, I promptly cast a magic spell to directly stimulate literally every single nerve ending and pain receptor within the tiny little baby foal’s stupid minuscule body simultaneously, instantly burning out its entire stupid nervous system from unfathomable hyperoverstimulation and utterly shattering its tiny, fragile mind completely with the unyielding power of delivering the absolute maximum amount of physical agony it is biologically capable of experiencing all in less than a millisecond.
Then I cast it into a time-loop so it spends the rest of eternity experiencing that exact moment in repeat forever, never physically capable of getting used to it, merely suffering to the absolute maximum amount it ever could for the rest of time.
As it deserves.
“…eee-e-eep-eeee…!”
Suffer.
Fucking cunt.
Stupid, useless trash.
Get fucked, idiot.
Fuck you.
Bitch.