“hey there buddy”
you stare down at the smarty a wide grin stretched across your face, your barley keeping it together, but you want to get a sense for this ones personality
“dummeh hoomin gib enfies to bestest smarty nao!”
the little shit stomps his foot on the rag to exclaim his request of sex
“you fucking…”
youve had enough and give up any pretense of of friendship
“you want to give good feels you sure will” you carry the struggling ball of fluf to the garage and nearly throw him unto an old work bench
“SCREE” the pathetic thing squee;s “no gif huwties dummeh hoomin”
“were far beyond that”
do ram home your point your point you grab him by his tail and begin to rip off his precious weggies with an old pair of pliers
you shave him badly knicking him quite a few times and rendering him a snivling ball of tears and excrment
then your piece de resistance, from your pocket you take a peice of string with a bead a child would use to make a necklace,
you loop it around his head feelign quite kinky having just made a micro fluffy ballgag
you think about neutring him but decide it will be all the more humiliating if you leave his genitals intact
you grab him and walk calmly back to explain to the stallions about their new enfie toy