Stress Relief (L.AVaught)

Abuse with real world logic

Be average abuser oc

live alone in an apartment complex and live to see fluffies suffer

this isn’t exactly common

not that many people like em but they tend to just want em gone

you want to see them suffer and devote every single second of your day to it

mainly because life isn’t fair to you

so why should it be fair to anyone else

so you need someone to take out on

the problem was that real humans and even other animals ran the chance of getting hurt

and you weren’t exactly brave

like at all

you and a few other people on various forums said you were on a crusade

but that was bullshit

fluffies could barely survive outside cities

they could barely survive as ferals in them

at most they caused a bit of damage to low lying crops

but even stuff like corn was mostly safe from them

at most they were an annoyance like rats or pigeons

so really you were just justifying the way you got your jollies in the same way incels use saving the white race as an excuse to get laid

but that wasn’t true

you were an ubermensch

compared to tiny pissing shitting mutant horses

you look in the bag to see two innocent purple eyes beaming at you

”Wub nyu daddeh.”
Little shitrat doesn’t expect a thing as you lift it up

a wicked grin plastering your face as you put it on the kitchen counter

this would be quick and easy like the last time

just a few light slashes

pretend it was an accident

make it feel guilty

and then the screaming would begin

you picked up the knife going in from behind

BANG BANG BANG

there’s someone at the door

you’re startled and drop the knife causing the fluffy to cry out and leap off the table with a shriek

though it’s leg isn’t in good condition the thing is bolting towards the edge

trying desperately to get off the counter as it Huus and huffs

and for a brief moment it flies,

it screams

and it crashes

forming a pile of brains on the floor

it’s legs twitching as it’s nervous system gave out one last hurrah as brains and blood leaked on the floor

you grit your teeth

this wasn’t fair

THIS WAS’NT FAIR

you were supposed to have fun!

and the little shitrat managed to kill itself in under a minute

but you had so many things planned

this wasn’t supposed to happen
why did the universe have to be so cruel to you?
you grumbled as you approached the door

probably some pathetic faggy hugboxer

trying to ruin your fun

you’d show them

tell em that fluffies had no rights and it was perfectly legal to do what you did

and they should just accept it

you prepared your best scowl only to be met with your landlord

if you had matured beyond south park and family guy you would’ve compared him to Carl from Athf

but you didn’t so you never really made the connection

“You got a shitrat in there?”
You smile he hates them too

”Yes sir, I was going to gouge it’s eyes out and make it squeal.”
he looks at you like you announced you were about to shit in the sink

“Not in my fucking building! Half the tenants can’t fucking sleep from the goddamn screams!”
you put on your best smirk

”Don’t worry they won’t be alive for long?”
He huffs even angrier

”That don’t matter if you’re bringin em in every week!”

you’re a little afraid and put on your best psycho smirk like on tv

god Hannibal lecter was so cool/

”So what, it’s not like you can evict me, It’s a toy not an animal.”

He leans in closer causing you to automatically back up

”Maybe but that don’t mean I can’t kick you out for a noise violation!”
you nod, your bravado broken

”I don’t even know why I rent to you…” he mutters turning around

”Dead end job, no motivation, always pay late and your only aspiration is to play bdsm with retarded horses!”
that hurt

it was true

you’d given up on advancing past your job at Target

just figured you’d use the money your parents gave you

It wasn’t your fault education and getting a career didn’t interest you
your parents wanted you to use that money for education

you never did

but they gave it to you

and you deserved it
but the assholes are lowering your stipend as you continue to not come up with results

so now you’re waiting for em to die and retire early

you know they’d still have you in their will

“A-lright sir.”
you stammer out as your fear holds back your anger

you hear, panting and sobbing,

it’s alive

you grin

today wasn’t so bad after all

you try and close the door but he jams his hand in

“Oh no you don’t.”
Your landlord has now barged into your house

is this even legal?
maybe

maybe not

he walks over and gasps at your apartment’s condition

blood stains

shit stains

bags of snack food

Chinese takeout boxes

and one adult mare bleeding on the floor alive

”JESUS FUCK!”

he says

”This is why I kill them s-sir, they’re disgusting.”
you give a weak grin

”You’re one to talk! This place is a fuckin dump? I mean do you even fucking clean? Technically I ain’t even supposed to allow shitrats into this building and this is why!”
you nod

how could he not see you were doing the world a favor as you walk towards the fluffies

”Only fucking psychos and dumbass hippies have em too.” He says to no one in particular

you guess you are the former as you are about to crush it’s leg

he turns and gasps

”Woah woah woah! Not in my apartment!”
fine you’ll do it outside

but it’s so cold

you wanna be comfortable and cozy when you do it

you don’t wanna be cold and miserable

they were supposed to be miserable not you

”I want you to throw that thing out right the fuck now, in the dumpster outside.”
you nod hoping you can trick the fat greasy fuck

”And don’t try any of that weird shit, cause I’ll be fucking watching.”
staring out your window at the dumpster he wants you to use

you sigh as the fluffy starts to bawl it’s speech slurred

”why chirp huuwties.”
god you hate these things

”And another thing afterwards you better clean the fucking dryers! They’re covered in horse shit because of what you did yesterday!”
but that was so fun

couldn’t their laundry just wait

why did the world have to be so.what’s a good way to say it

not cruel

apathetic

they didn’t hate things they just annoyed them

fluffies annoyed them, war annoyed them, you annoyed them

no burning passion to hurt

just walking vacuums of fucks to give

the mare continues to cry and plead with you as you walk down the stairs and into the snow

you tell it that it’s been bad, that it deserves to die even if it’s too far gone by this point

you talk about how it’s the mare’s fault that this happened to you

it was never your fault

can’t be

your enjoyment was paramount right?
right?

the sadist always wins in dark adult stories?

and life was dark and adult!
survival of the fittest baby

you thought consoling yourself as you thought about a future or past you missed where all your fantasies could come true

of course there was no guarantee you’d come out on top but you weren’t thinking about that

the fluffy is still wriggling as you open the lid, the smell of the dumpster starting to wince as it begins to cry

”Nu wan sowwy boks! Fwuffy sowwy!”

over and over

you drop it and slam the lid

the thing’s cries echoing as you walk away

calling out for love

for companionship

things you deserved not it!

you deserved them!
selfish little ingrates

you hate this and you hate the cold

the icy breeze is stinging your nose

god you just want to be warm and comfy at home

in bed jacking off

playing your games

but nooo

fucking fat sheep told you to clean up

just as you reach the stairs you hear a noise

”Whewe speciaw fwiend?”
this must be the mare’s mate

you can’t see him that well but he seems to be a unicorn

you walk over bracing yourself against the cold and the mare’s pathetic cries

you aren’t sure what you’re going to do

going to have to improvise

you like knives

using your fists isn’t as fun
and sometimes it hurts a bit

you see a broken bit of glass

perfect

you gesture over to him

”Hey little fluffy, want some nummehs.”
the stallion cocks his head as you reach for the sliver

”Mistah, knu weah speciaw fwend am?”
you nod as he approaches

so stupid

so trusting

you grab the shard ready to strike

and you’re in pain

”Shit!”

you cry out tears stinging your eyes as the clear glass shard is covered in red

the stallion runs off into the night

this wasn’t supposed to happen

you weren’t supposed to be hurt?
why was life so unfair to you?
why?!
why?!!

you scream and curse
somewhere in the city zoo a siamang is absentmindedly banging the leg of a fluffy softly on the ground

it feels moved to scream for entirely different reasons

if those can be classified as reasons at all…

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Funniest thing I’ve ever written, Imo.

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90 percent of abuse stories in a nutshell.

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Dead nuts accurate.

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Can we get an F for the poor Greentext Anon. His poor life is just too unfair :weary:

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carl brutananadilewski landlord is the best character

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