A few weeks ago…
Pamela woke up to a bright… Cloudy… Cold… Morning. Today was a lazy day, and Pamela had a reason to finally be happy to have a lazy day off.
Today she was going to let her Fluffy, Silver, have babies. She had been asking for over a week now, ever since she watched a nature documentary and saw some baby rabbits. Ever since then, its ‘Siwvah hab babbehs?’ this and ‘Wan babbehs mummah!’
But today she was finally able to give her little bundle of joy the gift of motherhood. Pamela had picked out a top notch breeding stallion online and they were on their way over!
Pamela walked down to her kitchen, getting a bowl of breakfast kibble ready, Once breakfast was ready, Pamela made her way over to the Safe-Room Silver lived in. As Pamela got closer to the room, she noticed the door was open, slightly cracked, ‘did she forget to close it?’ Pamela thought. As she looked into the room she was horrified to see a Stallion she had never seen before.
“Silver?! What is going on here?!” Pamela cried out, shocking the stallion. “Mummah! Siwvah fine Speshuw Fwend! Hab tummeh feewins!” Silver cheered. The Stallion looked pleased as he nuzzled Silver.
The Stallion was grotesque, a Puke Green Coat, Shit Colored mane, and the ugly fuck was missing an eye! Pamela didn’t even hesitate to ‘literally’ kick out that Stallion, not even learning his name.
“Why mummah du dat! Why mumah gib huties tu speshuw fwend?!” Silver cried, confused and scared.
Pamela was silent. How could her Fluffy, HER Fluffy, do this?! She jammed Silver into a carried, and rushed her down to a Vet. She wanted babbehs, but not that ugly fuck.
A week after the feral mate incident…
The Breeder had finally shown up, reassured that Silver was indeed not with babies.
After two trips to the Vet, Silver’s first litter was aborted, and tossed in the trash like they needed to be. Silver cried the trip back, cried whenever Pamela entered the Safe-Room, Pamela felt bad, but not for Silver, she had promised a virgin Fluffy for the breeder, and she couldn’t deliver.
Still the breeder’s Fluffy was a absolute designer, only the BEST for Pamela’s little Fluff.
The entire time the two Fluffies were together, Silver cried and screamed as the Stallion gave her the babies she wanted, the ones she DESERVED. Once all was said and done, the breeder and his stallion left. But to Pamela’s shock, so had Silver! She had ran out of the safe-room and thru the front door!
By the time Pamela had realized it, she was furious, tearing Silver’s Safe-Room apart, and cursing that damn Fluffy! She had given Silver everything she wanted!
Why did she turn out so wrong?!
As Pamela Stood over Jade, she snapped, not about to be upstaged by a feral, she reeled back a kick to send Jade flying.
But Jade was lucky, and Jade was clever.
Using her inferior size to her advantage, Jade simply plopped down letting the kick miss her, but causing Pamela to slip under her own weight. Pamela’s head hit the forest floor first, but it wasn’t the soft dirt that saved her fall.
It was an exposed, hardened, Oak Tree-root. The hit knocked Pamela unconscious, under the weight of her own fall. Jade looked back and slung sorry-poopies at the mean lady, most of hit hit her face.
As Jade finished her counter attack she realized her home was no longer safe, no longer okay for her babbehs… Jade came back to the nest and saw her babies still in the den, facing the far wall like she told them to. Once reunited the foals ran and hugged their mother.
Moss was crying, bleating out “Moss m-miss 'ou mummah!”
Stone just nuzzled into Jade’s Fluff deep and deeper, not wanting to ever be away from his mother again.
Misty looked up as she hugged Jade. “Mummah? Whewe am wady at?” She asked. Jade didn’t answer, because she still knew her babbehs were far too young to know what she did. Instead, she announced that the foals and her would be leaving their den, moving to a new place to live.
After some initial disagreement, the foals relented and walked along their mother, away from the forest, away from the home they had always know. The foals felt nervous, but also excited!
Jade felt sad. This was a good place for her family, but with the lady nearby, the foals would always be in danger. To keep them safe, they left, moving closer and closer to the nearby City, Jade didn’t like it, but was determined to give her babbehs a new, better home, one away from the mean Lady.
Pamela finally awoke from her long nap, immediately smelling of shit, she threw up. As she tried to steady herself, she couldn’t believe this had happened, how was she going to explain this?
From a few feet away, a bush rustled, Pamela, thinking it was Jade, stalked close, wanting to get revenge for… the smell…
Once close enough, Pamela dug into the shrub shocked to see a familiar pair of Fluffies.
Pamela saw the Feral Stallion, standing behind him, was Silver, with four horrid foals, all as ugly as their father. The stallion puffed his cheeks up and yelled. “WEABE FAMIWY AWONE MUNSTA! NU HUWT SPESHUW FWEND AND BABBEHS!”
Pamela snaps again, screeching out loud incoherent sounds and noises, as she did, she ran back to where she thinks she parked her car.
Why did everything turn out so so WRONG?!
Jade made a temporary camp for the first night out of the forest, a Opened and abandoned Cardboard box, a torn in half towel, tossed away, and a small bag of marshmallows. As Jade’s Foals napped, she couldn’t help but stare up at the sky…
“Maybeh next bwight-time be bettah… Maybeh…” Jade said, lowering her head, drifting off into the semi-warm sleep of her makeshift nest.
Jade’s sleep was cut off due to the sound of a Hoomin talking, Reaching down behind Jade.
“Hello dearies! Oh how cute you all are! Would you like to come home with little old me?” asked a Older Hoomin, It was a Mare, with a Grey and Black… Mane? As Jade was still groggy from sleep, Moss and Stone came up in between Jade and the Hoomin.
“Nu huwt Mummah! P-pwease! N-nu wan’ huwties!” cried out Moss.
Stone on the other hand puffed his cheeks up and stamped his hoof down. “NU HUWT MUMMAH AND SISSY AND BWUDDAH! STONE SABE FAMIWY!” To Stone’s horror the Older Woman simply chuckled.
“Oh sweat-heart, i dont want to hurt you all, i want to take you in… To be your new Mother.” Jade perked up and finally, fully, woke up. “Weawwy?! Be nyu Mummah?”
“Yes Sweatie! But only if you want to come, i wont force you.” The Old Woman replied.
Jade teared up and hugged her foals, Misty now fully woken up hid behind Jade’s hind legs. “Yes! Pwease be nyu Mummah!” Jade cried out.
“Okay, but first, i need to ask you a few things, is that okay? You need to be honest.” The Older woman asked. Jade was a bit confused, but knew that this was probably the best bet her foals had at a nice place to live. “O-otay nice wady, wiww answah bestes’ as Jade can.” Jade said, preparing for the worst in case she answered wrong.
“Okay… So do you have a Best Baby?” The Older Woman Asked.
“Nu, aww babbehs am bestes’.” Jade simply replies, smiling as she looks to her three partially awake foals.
“Okay, good! Are any of your babies ‘Smarty’ Babies?” The Older Woman Asks.
“NU! Smawties am bad! Wite Babbehs?” Jade asks her Foals. a Collective ‘Yep!’ can be heard from the three.
“Good! Now, if i was to ask you to do something, would you do it?” The Older Woman askes.
“Weww… Depends on wha’ Nice Wady wan’ Jade tu du! Wiww du gud fow nice wady, buh won’ gib huwties, ow be meanie!” Jade says, putting her foot down. The thought of her being forced to hurt others was a massive red flag for Jade, she was clever, and knew that even the nicest seeming Hoomins could be the worst.
“Good! Then that settles it! Your all coming home with me!” The Older woman said happily. Jade, Stone, Moss and Misty all cheered!
As the Woman asked the foals and Jade to go into the box to move them, Jade noticed the hoomin was tearing up, Jade wanted to ask, but was smart enough to know this was the wrong time to ask, instead, she huddled together with her foals, and enjoyed the trip to the Older Woman’s car.
“Oh! Nice Wady? Jade an Babbehs nu knyo Wady’s Namesies!” Jade said, being set with her foals in the back seat of the car.
“Oh! Well, you can just call me Mummah Lian! Now, get some rest, i live a little while away, okay?” Lian said, gently closing the car door.
Jade noticed that around her box nest were other boxes, all things that had writing on them, things she couldn’t understand, but if she could, she would see moving lingo, ‘Kitchen’ , ‘Bedroom’ , ‘Marty’s Things’. Inside of the box labeled ‘Marty’s Things’ Jade noticed a very pretty looking Vase! As it was the closest thing next to the Nest. Jade was not very good ar reading, but the word Marty did make itself known in her tiny little Fluffy mind.
“Nice Wady- uh… Mummah Wian? Who am Mawty?” Jade asked abruptly.
Lian stopped all movement. a Solid 15 seconds passed before Lian would move again and start the car, the engine causing the mare and the foals to become distressed. As the Foals all hugged close as they could to their mother, Lian turned back to reveal a tear filled face.
“I-it’s okay Sweeties, L-Lian will take us all home very soon, don’t you worry!” As Lian turned back to the wheel, Jade felt a rush of sadness wash over her.
Maybe it would be best to not ask about Marty.
During the drive to their new home, Jade felt the Foals tense and shake as they metal munsta moved and roared, to ease them, Jade began to sing.
"Wuwwaby an’ gud dawk time
go to sweepies wittwe babbehs
cwose youw see-pwaces
go to sweepies
an’ 'ou’ww dweam dah dawk time away!
cwose youw see-pwaces an’ go to sweepies
an’ 'ou’ww dweam dah dawk time away…"
As Jade sang, Mummah Lian’s tears began to dry, she may have found the perfect set of companions…
Well, not as good as her Marty…