This is my first written story so I might not be good at this particularly with fluffspeak pls be easy on me.
Like the life of a usual poopie fluffy, you live inside the excrement of your fellow fluffy family. It’s warm but it feels not pretty, it stank and gives you sicky wawas on a daily basis. Your tummy hurts but the only nutrients you will ever get is the poopies you are forced to num, you never tasted your mummah’s milkies ever. Typical poopie fluffy torment.
Every bwite time is the same: you wake up in your usual poopie hut, your bwuddas and sissies and mummah and daddeh be meanie with you, make “good poopies” all over you, have to eat the poopies, take the worstest sorry hoofies from your bestest pointy bwuddah, even from your daddeh, have to sit there and watch your bwuddah and sissies play huggie tag, listen to your mummah sing the “mummah song” to your bwuddah and sissie and her singing the dummeh song to you, every dawk time you cwy and cwy and be told to shuddup. It is the same.
While every bwight time maybe the same, like all beings down on their luck you dream. You dream for something better. You may not know what it is but you desire to be picked up by a “hoomin”. Whats a hoomin? You do not know, you never got the chance to see it but your mummah and daddeh always talk about it. You hear about how “hoomin” gives bestest housie and bestest nummie and bestest urgh bestest thingie ever. You want a hoomin to take you somewhere better. You told your mummah you want a hoomin but all you got was a stwong sorry hoofie to the tummy and sorry poopies all over.
As you munch on your nummies for today (poopie on a poopie with bit of peepee and sicky wawa special on it yummy) powering through the overpowering, disgusting taste of feces, you feel the ground trembling. Everything was shaking, you are scared and you make scaredy poopies. You see your family in line making upsie pose and being loud, begging and begging for this “hoomin” to take them.
“Pwease nice mistah, take fwuffy famiwy homesies! Will mwake good poopies and peepees, give babbehs huggies and wub!” Cried and begged the mummah, as she hold her bestest babbeh in the air.
“Give bestest babies housie NAO!” demanded your bestest bwuddah.
“Give special fwend and bestest babbeh housie NAO, but nu housie for dummeh poopie dere!” Your meanie daddeh yelled. You sniffled a bit.
“Gib housie nao gib houe noe need sketties need huggies and wubbbb!” Your bwuddah and sissies beg and beg.
A big dawkie thingy casted over you, its dawkie time already? You take a quick peep and you see this hoomin. Wow this hoomin is BIG! You are bit scared but you remember how hoomins give fluffy homesies and huggies, so you are excited. You see the hoomin come closer.
“Ah a poopie I see”, said this hoomin. The hoomin even knows your name, Poopie! This hoomin is good.
“Nuuuu nu take poopie fluffy, poopie am dummeh and only good for nummie poopie! If nu take fwuffy family, nu take poopie pwease. Who num poopies for usss!” Cried your mummah as she tried to reach your hoomin’s leggies with her hoofies.
“Well, you fed this baby nothing but poopies and shit and get your gay ass hoofies off of me!” Hoomin said angrily as they kicked your mummah.
A loud scree goes the mummah as she yelled “Worstest milkie pwace hurtiess huhuhuhuhuhhu am gud fwuffy whyyyy”!
“Dummeh hoomin hurt special fwend, smarty will give you worstest hurtiesss. Bestest smarty baby give hurties to hoomin with smarty daddeh!” Your smarty daddeh yelled, as your meanie bwuddah goes “Bestest smarty baby gunna give hurties, nu hurt mummah need mummah for milkies!”
As they charged at the hoomin at the godly speed of 1 miles per hour with nothing but anger in them, your hoomin said “Fuck off”. Your smarty daddeh and baby flinched from the swear word and made sicky wawas “SCREEEE BAD WORDSIE BAD WORDSIE NU WIKE NU WIKE NU WIKE SDREEEEE WORSTEST HEAR PWACES HURTIES SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEE!” The two bwave smarties are in incredible pain from just hearing the swear word and so does your family, you also in pain from hearing it but its alright your hoomin petted you and give bestest huggies “Its okay poopie you are safe from the word”. No more heart hurties from a meanie word and you cooed.
Fast forward, you are in this dreaded munstah thingy your hoomin called a “Car”. You are scared but your hoomin calms you down. You don’t like it but you try to be bwave like a good baby you are! You have sweepy time pictures, wondering what homsie gonna look like. Will it be made of sketties like mummah said? Your mummah talked about this mythical nummies every fluffy loved. Will it have a safe room? Your daddeh talked about these things called “Toysie” and “Teebee”. You don’t know what they are but you know they sound nice.
As the hoomin takes you inside, you asked him “C-can poopie hab beddah namesies?” However the hoomin not say anything so you might as well not say anything. Whats matter is that you are no longer from your meanie family, no more hurties no more poopie nummies you can now eat real nummies like urgh what its called banana peel and apple. You smiled and you feel very excited but do your best to contain it as you wanna be a good fluffy.
The hoomin goes up on something called “the stairs” and you are excited to see your safe room like your daddeh said. “Am gunna see safe woom dad-” you get pinched on the smell pwacie. “DO NOT CALL ME DADDEH!” Your hoomin yelled at you.
“So-sowwy nu me-”
“I am not your daddy, and this will be your safe room.”
As you walked in this “safe room”, you did not know it is same color as nu nu juice you see coming from your daddeh. It feels hard, not soft like the poopies or at least bestest softies like your daddeh described. You see somthing weird.
“Wat am dat?” As you ask the hoomin.
“That is a toilet, if you wanna be a good fluffy, I need you to eat the poopies that’s been clogging the toilet.”
What!? Poopies?! But you thought you were gonna get the sketties or at least tastee nummies.
“Bu bu-” as you try to speak up. “BAD UPSIE” as the hoomin grabbed you in a hurty manner and drops you in this toilet. “SCREEEEEEE NU WIKE SMEWWY WAWA!”
“Chop chop poopie, eat all this shit or I am taking back to your mummah. You are now in a warmsie housie so I expect you to still be eating poopies okay?”
“O-otay dadde-SCREEE WORSTEST HURTIESSSS!”
I SAID STOP CALLING ME DADDEH, I HAVE THIS SORRY STICK WITH ME SO EAT ALL THE POOPIES RIGHT NOW!"
“huuhuu otay” you submissely eat the hard poopies, everything feels darkie time as the hoomin closed the toilet lid on you. You hate this, you eat the poopies and it felt like forever a go.
Many forever ago, you feel sick. “Huuhuu nummed all the poopies..”
“So you did, cmon you still got all the poopies to eat. The neighbour’s dog took a fat dump on my garden for some reason so I need you to eat it. If you do I can give you sketties or something I dunno what you poopie eat.”
“otay”, you accept the reality of being a poopie nummie, your hoomin watches you eat the poopie on the garden. You smell something nice and you look up and notice the hoomin eating this legendary skettie. You try approaching the hoomin but he gives worstest kickies to your smell placies. “I SAID FINISH THE POOPIES”
“Huuhuu otay.” At least you got a home and you might get something else to eat, after finishing the smelly feces you can finally have the sketties.
“Oh this was some delicious sketties, god it was so nice feels like I am in heaven. Oh sorry poopie, I ate all of it you were being super slow but hey at least you ate all the poopies. You served your purpose you can go now.” You are in disbelief, the hoomin lied to you!? You ate all the poopies for nothing. You were hoping to be in a good homesie after the worstest meanie hurties your mummah and daddeh and bwuddah and sissie gave you and now things keep getting worse.
“Hoomin lied but wyyy!”
“Cus I need someone to clean up the clogged toilet and dog poop over there. Your a poopie fluffy so I need a poopie fluffy to eat it. You thought your the only fluffy to be treated like a poopie fluffy? Please I see many poopie fluffies be the same such as you, you’re not special.” The hoomin said casually.
“Bu but meanie mummah and daddeh always gib worstest hurtiess huuhuu meanie smarty bwuddah meanie huuhu-”
“Oh cry me a river, you think I give a fuck about it. Oh waaah waaaah! your mummah mean to you waaah waaaah I dont give a fuck if you weretreated like shit literally. buhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhu kill yourself, you poopie fluffies suck I do not get these hugboxers treating you like jesus christ or something you fluffies just same to me.”
“BAD WORDSIEEE BAD WORDSIEEEEEE” you are in full panic attack hearing the meanie wordsie
“FUCK FUCK SHIT FUCK FUCK SHIT SHIT PISS MOTHERFUCKER UGLY DIPSHIT RETARD BITCH MOTHERFUCKERRRRRR!” the hoomin yelled at you saying so many meanie words, even ones that are so so meanie it gave you worstest heart hurties you never knew heart hurties can hurt like that.
You cannot move in place, the meanie words were too much for you, your see pwaces are red. You are shaking.
“Hmm, I won;t give you “forever sleepies” but I got some use for you if you be good fluffy”. The hoomin said.
You do not move or say anything until you get a bad upsie but you still don’t react.
“Yeah yeah yeah, you cannot move and all that but I know how to break you out of this catonic state of yours. You still have purpose to fill.”
Many many forever days later, you are still eating poopies. Only this time, you have no weggies and in a box. A meanie smarty came up to you and drop all the poopies on to you.
“Dummeh Witterpall only gud for nummie poopies!”
This is your life, you eat poopies and only poopies. This is your whole life now. You thought you were gonna get a better life but nope the universe decided to think you are a poopie nummer. You see all the fluffies all kinds of nummies such as sketties and sweetie thingies. Ones that look like poopies but apperantly are not poopies, they look clean. You wanna eat that kind of poopies but you can’t. All you can have are the poopies that smell nu pwetty. Even if you ate other nummies you can’t cus no teethies.
“Wan die”
I still need to grasp on fluffy stuff despite readng lots of it out of boredom so do feel free on correcting me if i got fluffy stuff wrong