In one of the apartments, 3 room flat to be honest, was living a particularly strange girl, neighbours called her Naomi, she is one of those people, sadists to be exact. But sadists need to unleash their desires somehow, she doesn’t like to hurt animals, as she was working in one of many shelters with “Real” animals which works to this day, just under new management.
New management didn’t liked the old staff so they offered them to leave the positions in favor of newer people. Naomi tried to make a complaint and sue the new owners but the judges were on bastard’s sides. Justice handers suspiciously got a hefty amount of money.
Defeated, Naomi feeling down, slowly trotted to her flat, already searching a new job, money doesn’t come out of nowhere, so called black friday(day when everything goes to shit) stash she was collecting didn’t allow her to live of it too long. To suprise of all, the alleyway which was the fastest route to her apartment, was filled with smell of caked and concentrated shit and rancid piss.
The number of cardboard boxes, some wet from outside or abandoned as they were heavily soaked inside, laid idle, showing a view of the small feral herd.
Most people deem them as a nuisance to their hygiene, ignoring them to save the clothes from unnecessary washes, but Naomi had a plenty of time on her hands, they will be punished…
Approaching one of the boxes she was meet with a slightly comprehensible hiss, it was mare with a bloated stomach, cold and shivering movements hinted at the lack of warmth she needed to perform birth, otherwise all of them will chirp in last time.
Hissing didn’t do much, she opted to hide her eyes with front hoofs, “fwuffy nu see munstah… An munstah nu see fwuffy” mumbling to herself.
“Hey! I can see you!” Naomi growled almost shaking the box
“Eeek! Nu huwt fwuffy pwease” Naomi looking at the jet of rancid shit and small puddle of piss forming around mare’s rear, would recoil further from the box.
“Look I don’t want to hurt you! Okay?” She closed into the box to get a better view
“Wai munstah nu wan huwt fwuffy?” Small tears would fall from her eyes.
“Where is your smarty?” She asked in orderly tone.
“Fwuffy… Nu wan tu tawk abauf smawty” paranoic pathetic jerks to the sides.
“What happened?” In sad comforting tone
“Smawty…smawty… Sniffle… SMAWTY AM MEANIE huhuhu” she cried out mid sentence, almost thrashing her head into the wall of a box.
“OI DUMMEH HOOMIN! WHU OU’ TINK U AWE?!” Presumed smarty was shouting from the opposite end of the alleyway.
“EEEK SABE FWUFFY!!” she digs her head further into the wall, almost throwing up, what that asshole did to her?
Smarty wobbled his body to the box where the mare was, sweat on the concrete and haffs were heard clearly, the fat pig lard shaked and violently grunted at the Naomi.
“Whu haff ou’ tink ou’ haff awe!” Smarty hyperventilated after 50 meter sprint.
“Come here!” She ordered, he struggled with his instincts, eventually closing distance and stood right at level of her shin’s.
Naomi was a black haired, was 170cm/5’7 feet tall, lean sporty fit with hints of muscle, she had a tomboyish short haircut, it didn’t touched the shoulders but from a angle, her strands around the face covered her eyes.
She wore a black jacket, unzipped revealing a white tank top and black jeans with yellowish accents and a black loafers.
Smarty sat on his rump, letting a small shriek, the concrete was cold for his ass, but he stood strong and didn’t complain, while naomi brainstormed he would pull the jeans leg with his two hoofs, resulting in him losing balance and falling on her loafs.
“Owwie” he rubbed his muzzle to numb the pain.
“What are you doing?” Forming a disgusted frown.
“Smawty nu du nofwing” he said while intensely rubbing his muzzle.
“Then why is she so..ehh… Bloated?!” She pointed her finger, smarty got confused as to who is bloated and what does that even mean.
“Hey finger flick eyes on me dipshit!” She exclaimed to revert his attention.
“Ahh tat fluffy am smawty enfie mawe”
Muffled Cries and sound of something scratching the wall of a box
“Did you fucked her while she had babies in her tummy?”
“Yus” surprisingly smarty immediately said that after naomi finished her line.
“Shame. Thought you would be good smarty. I will have to punish you”
“Smawty am nu dummeh tu wisten tu some stupi’ hoomin” he crossed his arms in retaliation.
She leaned and yanked him by the head, lifting him above the concrete, smarty jerking and thrashing to break free since the grab was concentrated to pressure the frontal lobe till it gives, theoretically ripping the head and leaving him as derped fluffy, till he would die from brain losing the support from cerebrospinal fluid it always swims and support of the skull.
Smarty now thrashing from the unbearable pain and pleading with exhaustion as his strength is lost by efforts to break from the grasp.
“Pwease haf nu huwties!” As last ditch effort he would increase the temp, exhausting even more.
Fluffy floats in the air limp, unable to move a bit, till his half of the head rips from the rest and he falls to the ground making a wet smack.
Mare watching the execution looked at his twitching body only for a split second and shivered even more, fearing she would get the same fate.
“And as for you” naomi grabbed the bloated mare by the stomach.
“NUUUUUU!!! SCREEEEEEE!!!” jet stream of liquid shit and piss puddle formed around her as she was snatched to the air.
“Do you babies are still alive in your tummy?” She questioned holding the “stillborn” mummah with one hand.
“..nu…” Mare looked down, particularly to the stomach, it was caked in dry piss and shit, in some parts were flies lurking around her, maybe larvae or maggots would take her as a house if she lived for little longer, most of the rancid smell came from this area.
“Say. How did you got out?”
“What gut out?”
“Did your mom or dad said no to babbehs?”
“Yus daddeh teww Wosalina tu nut gu outsies ow Wosalina get fowebah sweepies bah munstahs”
“Could you ever listen in your life to someone?”
“Whu?”
“Selfish bitch!” She repositioned the grab to two hand and lunged at her with muay thai shark fin like knee strike to mare’s gut, sound of strike followed with a unholy screech.
“SCREEEEEEE!!! BIGGEST POOPIES!!!” Mare shouted and out of her rear falls a dozen of stillborn foals, deformed slabs of meat covered in viscera and slimy coat, some of the poor ones are crushed in half, 9 no 10 or 15 of them falled to the ground making a wet smack, dirtying the concrete with unholy mix.
“Babbehs?..babbehs! NUUUUU-?” Mare was interrupted by another knee strike now to the head, sound of the broken bones echoes through her whole body.
Drool from her mouth mixed with blood falls and stains her fur, she got brain damaged to no return, words from her mouth doesn’t resemble any speech, just jumbled sorrow.
“W…w…w…a…a…n…d…i…” Single tear falled as twitching smile appeared on her face.
“Pity” naomi twisted her neck with a satisfying crunch and kicked her lifeless carcass to the side, near the box she was in.
Her stress vanished the moment she mutilated those two, she cared less about the other of the herd, they all would die from hunger or dogs and cats, heading home she would sleep peacefully like it all didn’t happened.
Rory woken up by the sound of “Safe” room door opening up, in the door frame stood naomi with two particular pet taxis, they were white with cat whiskers painted on the side, i assume she really likes cats then.
She gently placed them down on the dull carpet, high pitched mumbles and murmurs were heard from them, looking closely - there were two fluffies in the each taxi, three mares and one stallion.
Stallion had a blondish orange coat and a Bright pink mane, mares are:
- Leaf Green coat with pink mane
- Light blue coat with icy white mane
- Magenta purple coat with maroon red mane
Rory didn’t know which one of them were this stallion special friend, they all were clinging to him like a fur scratcher, gleefully murmuring.
“Speciaw fwend am su smawt” said the light blue mare
“Tifa wike speciaw fwend” said the magenta purple fluffy
“Dummeh! Loffy wike speciaw fwend mowe than Mawy” green coated mare said while fixing her gaze to the light blue mare.
“Nu shauties fwends, smawty wub all of ou’” he hugged all of them for a slight second before switching his gaze to rory.
“Wait fow jason hewe, smawty nee tu intwoduce smawty tu ze mawe in tis sabe room, otay?” Smarty said that while giving them a momentary smirk of a relief, they reverted to gleefully speak about how he is pretty and all that, just ego boosting/dick riding talk.
Rory sat down on a makeshift bed near Maggie, who was snoring loudly, but she didn’t know that he is wide awake, just acting like he is sleeping.
Jason, name of the smarty, trotted slowly to her, examining the saferoom, making a puzzled face midway like he was entitled to a better one, but he accepted this as a challenge for him, like “if you don’t complain for a week, i transfer you to a better saferoom”
Naomi at this point, silently closed the door and bailed to her job, working in a decent paying office, and then 3 hour session at the muay thai gym/dojo she was attending for 5 or 6 years as of now, she would arrive only after 11 hours.
So potentially jason and Maggie would have plenty of time to kill each other.
“Hey pweety mawe what’s ou’r namesie?” He finally came close to her, maggie got nervous.
“Fwuffy namesie… Am Wowy”
“Wowy ou’ say?..pweety namesie fow pweety mawe wike ou’ don’t ou’ tink?”
“Wan speciaw huggies?” Rory was in shambles, first of all jason doesn’t know her even a minute and already offers her special huggies, second of all maggie is crunching the makeshift bed, he is very loud right now.
"Nu..sowwy wowy alweady gut tummeh babbehs "
"Oh sowwy about that ten, jason sowwy fow’ bothewing ou’ "
“Bai” he waved his hoof, going away rory noticed that on of the one hinds was a black spot.
“Dummeh nu gib ou’rself tu that stupi’ smawty ou’ heaw wowy” maggie said that from the rory back, she flinched a little.
“Hey don’t twick up wike that” Rory uddered, looking back at the maggie who was standing behind her.
All of them murmured about this and that, in particular jason enfed all the 3 mares, while maggie and rory tend to ignore loud moans and grunts of the harem that fucker made.
Door opened, it was naomi, this time with a cam recorder, behind her was a tripod and mid sized meat clever, same malicious joy filled the room, the anticipation of fluffies made them nervous, why would nyu mummah need the shiny clever for?
“As you know all living here, need to play a small game sometimes, jason and your girls accepted this, maggie and rory respective owners also gave acceptance” she said sitting down, placing the meat clever around her and fixing the cam recorder on a tripod so it would record the center of the room.
“Today’s game would be fight till fowebah sweepies!” She happily exclaimed, jason and maggie confused as they were kinda slow, rory and the whores immediately put 1+1 at raised their concerns.
“Jason/maggie you wiww habe tu gib that dummeh fowebah sweepies ow he wiww gib ou’ fowebah sweepies” two groups said it to their respective fighter.
“Otay then wish fwuffy wuck” they slowly strutted to the center.
**SHOWDOWN**
Some music played from naomi phone but they ignored it
At first they just stand till they run up to each other:
HEADBUTT they recoiled but reverted and struggled, maggie had an upper hand, he had more experience with takedowns, jason almost fallen to the ground but he throwed him off his body.
Maggie landed right on his back, jason almost slammed him down with his body but maggie rolled to the side, dodging the body blow.
They hoofed each other, each blow didn’t moved them a bit, they couldn’t lose now, what does loser or winner get, it didn’t matter for now.
Jason flared his hoof right to the maggie forehead but he headbutts it, practically breaking the pathetically frail hoof, maggie sees the opening, against all his odds he slammed jason to the ground and started pummeling him in the head.
Jason at first dodges all the blows maggie thrown at him but he tired out faster that he could wish for, one of the blows almost caved his eyeball further into the crevice.
Maggie hesitated and jason rolled him to the spine and now roles are switched, but due to exhaustion jason didn’t put much fight like in the start.
Maggie held the guard tight, protecting his eyes, jason weakened pressured the stomach, hoping he could squeeze the guts out of maggie, but maggie retaliates by counter punching jason in the face.
Whoosh they now stand at the opposite sides, catching their breaths, hesitant to do the first step which could end the fight once and for all.
“RAHHHH” grunting they lunged at eachother, another struggle, they now hug eachother, whoever will weaken their grasp will be violently pummeled on the ground.
“Wook at tis” jason pointed his hoof to the side where his mares sat down, maggie confused as to who were he talking to.
“Dummeh nu can twick fwuffy wike that!” Maggie shouted before grabbing jason and bear hugging him from behind, squeezing then throwing him to the ground, landing on the stomach.
Maggie held his head tight, either to twist it or repeatedly slam it into the dull carpet, jason thrashing and jerking didn’t let him to twist his neck, so maggie opted to slam.
Smack blood poured from jason nose.
Wet Smack blood oozes to all directions.
Smack jason hoof connected with Maggie’s muzzle, two fluffies stood with bloodied muzzles.
“Haff haff jason wiww gib ou’ fowebah sweepies!!!” He growled and slowly trotted to the side, keeping eye contact.
Maggie follows his example, two dots now slowly traverses throughout the sides of the "safe"room.
Two fighters smile and slowly increase their temps, traversing slightly faster with each cycle.
“Ou’ weady?”
“Awways weady”
Another lunge, struggle and they lay on the side trying to get the upper hand, jason gets a moment and raises his body, he tries to pummel but maggie helds his hoofs from doing so, till he throws him forward.
They lay a bit from exhaustion before standing up to continue the fight.
“Ou’ wiww pay fow tis!!” Jason run up with a deathblow, his blow was focused to break his opponents balls.
Maggie seen it coming and sidesteps, catching jason body and pummeling him to the back of the head.
SMACK
SMACK
SMACK!!!
“SCREEEEEEE” jason cried out, trying to rub his back of the head, unable to do so, he thrashes and rolls before he curls up into the embryo position, sucking his hoof to numb the pain.
jason stopped only after maggie closed the distance, the feint act would let jason have a upper hand, catching maggie body and then trying to slam him.
Maggie of course tried to do the same, looking at it would seem like a two drunkards fight, they were on the verge of collapsing, jason opted to takedown through the leg grab while maggie struggling beat his opponent head repeatedly, jason would shrug it and try to keep his head down.
But maggie retaliates by squeezing the head, at which jason catches maggie and eventually slams him, restricting his air flow by keeping his body on the top of his head.
Maggie rolled out of the jason grasp, two stand catching breath.
“Huff dummeh cough nu dis anymowe” maggie shouted.
One last lunge and its a clinch!!
Two fighters stood firm, trying to catch eachother heads to slam or choke, head slip ins and rolls were made.
Jason lungs broke down and he collapsed to his small knees, maggie “kicked” him to the ground till making a…
FUCKING HEAD STOMP
“SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE” jason blood curling made mares recoil further into the corners they sat around till he stopped.
“Peep chirp chirp chirp cheep cheep chep wheeze” yes jason now got brain damaged till point of reverting into the chirpy.
Maggie stood right behind him, watching how his opponent was reduced to a shreds, pathetic chirpy.
He falled to the ground from exhaustion and adrenaline wearing off.
“Okay! okay darlings! you all did a great job” naomi finishes the record, putting the cam recorder on the tripod away, guess the meat clever wasn’t necessary.
Naomi gently held two fluffies, passed out maggie and chirpy jason whom sucked his hoof, naomi run her fingers through the silky mane, jason happily peeping in response.
She placed maggie on a makeshift bed and ordered to take care of him to rory:
“Can you look for him for a minute?”
“Otay mummah”
Placing jason near the trio, she brainstormed about what should they do with him.
Finger flick and she said something that made 3 mares shiver in fear:
“He is baby now. You know what should you do with babies?” Naomi resisted to put the haughty smirk, Within temptation of jason getting nursed by the trio which soon have their offspring to take care off.
“Buh..buh Mawy an’ Tifa an Loffy habe their babbehs! Nu can taik cawe of speciaw fwend jason” said mary while travelling her gaze to her two friends.
“Figures. Oh and also if you wont. then i will have to take your babbehs away, and give them to that mare” she leaned and pointed her finger to the rory, the latter would lay by the maggie side.
“Nu wike dummeh speciaw fwend nao” loffy nervously said, pointing to the reduced chirpy jason is now, while she pointed he tried to cuddle with her hoof.
Naomi didn’t said anything, only showed her a middle finger and whispered to her ear “too bad”.
Leaving the room, she would come back with same nutritional value kibble bag, giving it to trio and rory, in fact she gave her a big amount but rory didn’t touched the kibble till maggie waked up.
“Am fwuffy win ze gamesie?” Maggie said while hugging Rory, she just nodded, probably not knowing how to say it.
“Su happie” he hugged her tighter till one tear falls to strands of Rory’s silky mane.
Next day started with jason loudly and pathetically chirping with ear piercing growl of his tummy, he wanted to eat.
Naomi checked up on him, he was fine expect the brain damage of course, stomach growl and sudden grabs disturbed him even more, resulting in unholy wails mixed with peeps, chirps and huhuhu’s.
“Peep peep peeeep peeep chirp chirp chirp chirp huhuhu huhu huh hu- SCREEEEEEEEEEEE BUHU HU HU BUHU BUHHUUUU EEEEEEEEEK” she flicked his muzzle, before shoving his head into the shit and piss he let out after the flick
“Here’s your breakfast” she said making sure he would gulp down every bit of shit and piss.
“PEEEP PEEEEP CHIRP CHIRP HUHUHU BUHU HU BUHUUU BLEUGHH kaff cough kaff wheeze hu hu hu” he throws up miniscule amounts of kibble he eaten yesterday, his throat was dry like sand from screaming and the sickie wawa.
“Two of you lick up his mess, you… Give him your miwkies” smirk appeared on her face as he was arranging who could be the cleaner and who will be the feeder to him, Loffy and Mary would be the cleaners while tifa would feed him like a baby.
“Buh tummeh babbehs nee miwkies nut speciaw fwend, jason am nu babbeh” she said while hugging loffy who didn’t have courage to start cleaning.
“Too bad, he is wittow babbeh now, i don’t have anything to feed him” she said while wrathfully killing loffy and mary via her gaze.
“What’s taking you so long?! Come on! clean up! or all of your babbehs will live only with 3 weggies!” She said while gesturing them a process of amputation.
“Mummah. Woffy Nu wan num sickie wawa” she said while flinching from the sight of gross liquid that pathetic cricket thrown up on a carpet.
“Okay miss nu wan, i think it will jog your memory a little” grabbing the mare by her scruff and then repositioning to get a hold of her neck, naomi would strike her with a lead roundhouse.
“Remember?”
“N…n…nnn…nu…” Naomi followed with side kick strike targeted to lower part, around her teat.
Side kick squeezed her into the wall till she shat out every ounce and bit of kibble she eaten which didn’t digest around that time.
“Remember now?”
“Yus… Pwease nu mowe huwties cough nu mowe”
“Very well darling” her dirty body falls to the ground, for a solid minute she catches her breath, mary already started while loffy hesitated to start, eventually cleaning up all of it, naomi watched the whole process go down.
Tifa twitching, hesitantly sending jason to her teat, at which he didn’t get what should he do till she shoved him into her teat, thinking about babies to numb the pain from full grown stallion biting and suckling her milk.
Tifa expected much worse but it’s still unbearable, after two satisfied pops, jason calmed down before opting to crawl around to nearest human person, the code says so.
“Peep?” He sat down on his rump, naomi squatted to look at the damage she did, few bruises and one black eye, they exchanged looks long enough to jason tummy growl again.
“Growl chirp..chirp..peep peep peep!” He rubbed his tummy before looking at naomi with uncertainty.
“Want food? Wait here then” leaving the room she would notice maggie and rory cuddling, lovely pair laid on the makeshift bed, one of them even hugged eachother more, practically closing the air flow.
“Stahp dummeh~” maggie said softly before hugging her as a answer.
“Teehee nu~”
Returning with a bag of kibble, she would find jason intensely eyeing the trio.
Loffy sighed in exhaustion, Mary comically rubbed her tongue, shaking the garbage smell out of it, Tifa sadly looking at her sagged and tainted with bite marks crotch tits.
“You want food or not?” Naomi grabs a scoop of kibble, throwing it hard into his eyes.
“Eeek” jason squealed and recoiled into the far corner before returning to sniff the kibble, he was more enthusiastic about eating solid than liquid milk.
Naomi left the door closed, jason and trio were hugging each other, not with same enthusiasm, jason couldn’t keep balance so no special huggies now.
The days passed grueling slow, jason wanted only to sleep, eat, shit, hug and play, before the brain damage trio and jason would talk on hours and ends, mostly about how smarty jason is that and this.
Well it was till the three gave birth to chirpeh babbehs, jason alone and no one to play would cling to three mares, whom ignored him as babies were more important to them right now than brain damaged chirpy.
Big chirpy and small ones easily found the same wave, playing huggie tag and all that.
Well before they grow up, opening their eyes, talking full sentences, independently go to a litter box and shit in it without theirs mummah supervision, eat solids.
As such the wallet is tightened, naomi has to sell al of them, and get rid of adults one, Rory and Maggie can go into good hugboxer family, they are match made in heaven as far their bond goes.
Foals they produced were good colors, 2 pegasus, 3 unicorns and 1 bowl earthie, most are bright shades of warm colors, orange, red, yellow, bright green-salad green.
While those three mare had a mediocre at best, the ones which you could find at fluffmart selling for 5 or 10 dollars max or just foal in can vending machine.
Tifa, Loffy, Mary would whine about wanting babies with better colors, but who cares when the stallion looks pretty only in fluffy relativistic logic, “the brighter the better” would always cross their puny and frail mind.
Rory and maggie wouldn’t whine about their separation, rory had the same situation, she got knocked up by some feral, owner didn’t sent the poor mare into the dumpster, he would see a side hustle he could do, the foals were good colors but the process of selling said foals was slower than a turtle pace.
6 of them were handed into the “Good hands”(hugboxers or abusers as toys to bully others foals) while the seventh of them, that foal which was crushed by his own mother didn’t wait at least two days to get a better owner, a guy who wanted to get him as a therapy pet.
The smell of quick money is better than rancid piss, let his “soul” rest in vanished pain then.
Maggie was just grateful for rory on his side, they were adopted by someone as a gif for the elderly man, nephews of sons couldn’t get to be as close as they wished to they bought him some company.
But what happened to jason and the trio?
Four fluffies sat down idle, around the corner, Their fluff was shacked up, mainly trio was keeping jason company, they played games they could.
Jason chirped happily as others was in apathy, mainly tifa mumbled about her foals while loffy was busy keeping jason company.
Door opened and a strange contraption could be seen, it was a balance scales and a empty basin, one of the scales was filled with something ball shaped and browny looking, while other was emptying.
Basin in theory would be placed underneath the scales, filled with water, for fluffies it would mean that they would stand in neck deep water.
“Okay guys all of you will play a small game, there’s a kibble on that part. You see it?” She asked while pointing her finger directly into the scoop of kibble.
They nodded, “You will have to reach the kibble, any possible way just reach and eat it, even one piece is good enough” they had a puzzle look, Tifa and Mary even discussed about how they would reach it.
“But there is one catch. All three of you sit in this basin while the fourth one will try to reach it” they were in shock, they thought they would get a bath after the game.
“If you fall i will, depending on the result, heat up the water or cool it down”
“Who’s first?” Trio got closer and started brainstorming, while jason was admiring the scale he could put in next or sooner.
“Tifa wan tu pway fiwst” the mare hesitantly closed in next to the scales, looking from this perspective, it would be difficult for a fluffy to cross it and not fall.
5 minutes passed till basin got filled with lukewarm water, it’s not comforting or disturbing for a fluffy, it’s just devoid of any side’s they know, the dark and white sides, bad or good.
“Wish tifa wuck, otay?” The brave mare was placed into the empty scale while other were cheering for her in their minds of course, they wouldn’t want to distract her from getting the kibble.
Seconds in and Tifa was nervously twitching her stumpy legs to the sides trying to find balance she could to make a leap to the pile, steady movements gave her a glimpse of confidence in her abilities to do it.
1…2…3!!! She made jump but the gravity pushed her down, by trying to grip the scale with her teeth, she would try to scrape it with her hoof, which would blindly flair to the sides, making a futile attempts to push it down.
The teeth pain growed and strength was decreasing while the kibble was seemingly nowhere to be found, by the design it was impossible to scoop it out from her position.
She couldn’t continue, falling down she almost grazed loffy, the latter would stand with a dumb face, not trying to sidestep to not get crushed by weight of her friend.
“Oh maybe next time try harder” she said in mockingly sweet tone, trying to comfort her in to making more mistakes.
“Nu wowwy tifa, woffy wiww taik kibbow next” she said while patting Tifa’s head.
Water was a bit hotter now.
Loffy stood in the same scale, preparing to thrust in, she would have noticed that the gap is slightly bigger than she seen when Tifa was attempting.
She found balance but tried to shake the scale in motion, shifting the weight by moving forward and then backward, it would seem like the momentum was right to make the jump.
But upon the said jump she would miscalculate and jump directly above the kibble not even grazing it with her body.
“Bad luck girl. Bad luck” she said heating the water, now its comfortable to a fluffy to take a bath in it, the shampoo would come in handy but sadly the goal is to get a shack.
Jason was next, the chirpy he was, would not understand what to do other than falling from the scale, and crushing Tifa with his sheer weight.
“NUUUU- CRUNCH” now in the basin sat the Quartet, three alive and kicking while one was whispering her agony, writhing and making a deep breath sounds as her neck was destroyed.
“NUUU TIFA WAI?!?!” Mary cries out while loffy tried to calm her down by hugging.
“Hey! The game is not over!” Naomi shouted while heating the water to the point where you could slowly boil meat.
Two mares didnt notice the sudden change of water till they we’re shouted at, encouraging into continuing the game.
“Cheep cheep cheep peep peep peep” jason squeaked while hugging himself to get used to the water.
“Buwnie huwties” loffy said while spectating mary.
Mary didn’t pay attention to previous attempts of her friends so she ended up the same as loffy, trying to gain momentum till she was sure to reach it.
The gap was noticeably bigger, almost 3 inches more than first time when tifa tested her luck.
Falling down she would land on jason, who would instinctively catch her, he failed but he tried atleast.
“Bad luck” water was boiling hot, jason would squeak more while two mares couldn’t even say anything.
“Oh looks like someone is calling me. Wait for me her okay?” Naomi hastily leaved the room, leaving fluffies to boil in soup.
“Huhuhu buwnie huwties nu can stay hewe nu mowe” loffy said trying to get out of the basin, till she seen the sorry stick, laying idle would intimidate the dumb one to recoil, splashing water and shitting in perfectly clean basin.
“Nu du tis dummeh!!!” Mary cried out, covering her eyes so the water wouldn’t graze her.
Loffy wouldn’t hear it as she tripped on her smidgen of shit and fall straight into the body water, yes she drowned.
“Oi dummeh du ou’ heaw Mawy?” Mary would poke her lifeless body while jason skin was covered in rashes and smell of burning plastic would emerge.
“peep peep peep peep peep” he squeaked till he also dropped dead, mary didn’t acknowledge the fact that she or others were cooked alive.
Well nothing can be endless and she also collapses and drowns.
Looking back at it, the body’s could actually be used for cooking, but fluffies are hit or miss depending on the chef they’re taste like pork or leftover decomposed chunk of meat infested with insects.
Naomi would spend extra time trying to clean the basin and kick the lifeless corpses into the garbage can near the apartment she was living in.
The Farmer looking house stood in the middle of the nowhere, accurately around the highway entrance, the owner of the said house was a hick silly billy from the hill named Jacky.
He was quite alienated by the spoils of the city, mainly the accessibility to many and many products and other which could interest him.
He wanted to make a gift for his nephew, a 14 year old girl, well what does youngsters like?
Pets maybe or new gadgets? He couldn’t guess what should he actually do, either to spoil what her gift or be the uncool uncle who doesn’t who jack shit about good gifts.
Maybe he could give her something trendy, maybe a full grown horse? No where the poor horsie will live? Her parents lived in a flat not a house.
Something small and cute…
Maybe fluffies?
The end