Walter was sitting in his living room while his fluffy, Emerald, sat in the corner. Emerald was a pretty green pegasus mare with a silver mane. Despite being told that she was not allowed to have babies without her daddeh’s permission, she bent over and took it from the first feral stallion to break into his yard. This pissed off Walter to no end, but then he decided to let her have them. If he was lucky, none of the foals would be as ugly as their pink unicorn father.
“Daddeh! Daddeh! Babbehs am comin!”
“Sounds like a you problem. Just remember, you feed and love all of them equally or else.”
“SCREEEEE! Worstsest speshaw pwace huwties!”
“That’s what having babies is like dumb ass.”
“Huuhuuhuu why daddeh say meanie wowdies?”
“Because you are a slut who hooked up without my permission. You are lucky I didn’t skin you alive like their father.”
Not wanting her daddeh to yell at her more, Emerald quietly cried as she gave birth. About fifteen minutes later and there were four foals chirping for their mother’s love. She cleaned and fed all of them with no issues. Then she started to sing to them. This prompted Walter to walk over and check the foals. He wrinkled his nose as he saw a pink unicorn and a pink pegasus among the brood. The silver alicorn and green unicorn made him a little less angry, but now he had two foals that were completely unadoptable.
Why were they unadoptable you may ask? Well pink fluffies were the most popular color when fluffies were first released. However, the little girls who bought them spoiled them and refused to punish them. This led to an association with the color pink to bratty fluffies, so now no one wanted them for anything but snake food and fur linings. With the exception of Pinkie Pie fluffs that is.
He picked up the two little pink foals and noticed that both were colts. “Well aren’t you two the ugliest foals I ever did see.”
“Pwease daddeh, babbehs am tuu widdwe fow upsies.”
“Shut up. These foals need taken care of before their seed can spread. Look after the other two and I will be right back.”
Emerald bit her lip and started to cry. She knew her daddeh was mad at her for having babies in the first place. She also knew that her daddeh said if he liked them they would be fine, and he didn’t take her little fillies away, which gave her hope. After all, he let her keep her front legs after she got pregnant, so he wasn’t unreasonable.
Meanwhile, Walter had made his way to the kitchen with the pink foals. Both of them peeping in distress from his tight grip. He fished a pair of nail clippers and an old curling iron out of his junk drawer. Then he grabbed the pink pegasus and used the clippers to castrate the little bastard. “CHIRP CHEEEEEEEEEEEEP!” Next came the curling iron to sear the wound closed. “CHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!!!”
“Oh shut up, no one who matters will ever love you anyways.” The foal didn’t hear him as it was passed out from the pain. The other one was panicking, having heard its siblings frantic screams. Little did he know that it was his turn next.
In the living room, Emerald had heard everything that happened to the one foal and was now listening to the screams of the unicorn. “It am otay babbehs, mummah wubs ‘ou.” Tears were streaming down her cheeks as she comforted her children. If her daddeh hadn’t turned her into a huggie-fluff, she would have run away with them, but that was a dream that would never come. Not long after the screaming faded, Walter returned with the passed out, but very alive, foals. “Daddeh, wha’ happen tu babbehs?”
“I took their special lumps away.” He placed them next to their sisters. “Now remember, to treat them all the same. If ANY of them become smarties or brats then I will take your other two legs away.”
“Otay daddeh. Emeh wiww be good-mummah.” With that Walter went back to watching tv while she cooed to and hugged her foals. Things had to get better, she thought.
Two weeks passed and the foals were walkie-tawkie babbehs now. Walter had moved them into a makeshift saferoom in a walk-in closet. Not out of the kindness of his heart mind you, but to get some peace and quiet from the incessant chattering. As much of an asshole as he was, he needed the alicorn and good colored unicorn to be well adjusted. Then he got the call. A man he knew from his younger days had offered him a nice chunk of change for the silver alicorn and unicorn. He offered the service of a stud as compensation for taking the foals early.
Walter, being a greedy asshole, accepted. Emerald was completely blind sided as Walter walked into the room and snatched up the two little fillies. “NU! Babbehs nee-” Walter cut her off by slapping her across the face. This prompted her two eunuch foals to make a beeline to the litter box before their scaredy poopies could escape.
“Now listen here, all your foals are mine. YOU are mine. Your opinion means nothing and I can replace you with any fluffy off the street in an instant.” Emerald just cries.
“Am mawe gonna keep cwyin? Cause dat am a huge boneh kiwweh.” In stepped a jet black alicorn with a long silver mane. He had beautiful magenta eyes with spirals in them. “Do ‘ou wan deh ugwy pink babbehs dewt with? Wawph couwd use a snack.”
“No, they’re fine for now. Already castrated them, so they won’t be an issue.”
“Otay.” A second later and Ralph pinned down Emerald and forced himself into her. A chorus of enfing and screams of pain echoed through the safe room. The little unicorn foal tried to save his mother, only to be kicked to the side by Ralph. As soon as he came, Ralph slid off and walked over to the unicorn foal. “Wawph knu ‘ou jus wan tu hewp ‘ou mummah, buh ‘ou nee’ to weawize dat Wawph jus doin’ Wawph’s job.” The foal starts to tremble in fear. “Wawph nu kiww fwuffies if nu nee’ tu. ‘Ou wucky ‘ou su pafetic.”
“That’s enough Ralph. Come on, we need to go.”
With that, the alicorn left with his daddeh and Emerald’s daughters. The foals tried to comfort their mother, but she just cried and cried. Over the next month, she would get fatter and fatter. She ate because her daddeh told her to. If she didn’t, her daddeh would hurt her pink foals. By the time her second litter came, the first were eating solid food. Theses ones were much more desirable in Walter’s eyes, but Emerald hated them. Sure she fed them, but there was no singing or hugs.
Walter eventually had enough and grabbed her and her two eldest. He strapped her down and made her watch as he brutally killed them. The unicorn was a simple affair, he simply smashed his legs with a hammer before dropping it in a high end blender that was famed for blending anything. The weenling cried for his mummah as the switch was flicked. Emerald was crying, but it got worse when Walter used a funnel to force feed her the foal slurry.
The pegasus was next. Walter started by ripping out his wings. The foal’s screams were causing walter to get a migraine. So Walter did the only reasonable thing and got out a sorry stick and began to slowly beat the foal to a bloody pulp. Once the foal was covered in cuts, Walter doused him in salt. Then threw the foal in a pan, covered it in oil, and dropped a match on it. The wingless pegasus begged and pleaded for the “buwnie huwties” to stop, but they only stopped when he died.
“Huuhuuhuu, why daddeh du dis?”
“I told you to love all of your foals equally.”
“Buh dey am bad babbehs, Come fwom bad speshaw huggies.”
“I don’t care. Now the two you loved died horribly and I am going to make sure the others grow up to be good fluffies. And you well…” Walter grabbed the same curling iron from when he castrated the foals and shoved the red hot rod up her baby shoot. Burning her womb and making her completely barren. Then he chucked her into the street to die slowly. With no back legs and a broken womb, there was no legal action that people could take against him for doing it. Outside of a littering fine if anything. People simply walked past her or kicked her.
Eventually a human woman picked her up. At first, Emerald thought she was saved, but the woman simply dropped the fluffy into a red biowaste bin. Before walking away. There she would die, chocking on the filth and smell of over a dozen dead and rotten fluffies.
