Vicky’s farm part 2 by (that1hugboxer)

You are odis

You can’t really do much of anything

Everyday is filled with things that are loud, bright and scary

but your daddy loves you

Your Daddy does his best

to make things

Less loud

Less bright

Less scary

The fuzzy things daddy puts in your ears makes things less loud

The happy hat makes things less bright

Being with daddy makes things less scary

You give daddy all the snuggles you can muster

You don’t remember much from before daddy found you

You remember being cold and scared

You remember crying for mamma over and over again

You cried until you talkie place hurt

It hurt so much

But you kept crying

You kept crying because

If you stopped crying mama would never find you

You were so tired

So hungry

So cold

Your bottom stung from sitting in your own pee and poop for what seemed like an eternity

You heard footsteps

With all your remaining strength

You let out the loudest cries you could

The pain in your talkie place

Was unbearable

But the hope

The hope that mamma had finally come back

gave you the strength to push past the pain

You feel yourself
Lift off the cold hard ground

Something soft and warm is wrapped around you

Whatever lifted you off the ground was taking you somewhere

You hoped wherever you going was as warm as the thing wrapped around you

You hear a series of strange sounds and suddenly everything is warm

Something is placed between your lips

You begin to suckle

A familiar taste fills your mouth

It’s milk

Nice

warm

milk

It had been so long since you last had it

You’d almost forgotten how good it felt to you tummy

You didn’t know who had given you the milk

But you would love them forever

Once you finished the milk

You feel something wipe your bottom
And peepee

You instinctually let out a “peep”
Upon feeling this alien sensation

You notice something almost immediately

The stinging pain was still there but it was a lot less than it was before

For the moment you were safe

The heaviness of sleep washes over you

You no longer had to fight through the pain

You slept for… well you don’t really know but it felt like a long time

The voice of whoever was feeding you soon became the most soothing thing to you

You know it wasn’t mamas voice

You decided it must be your daddy

The next thing you remember was your see places opening for the first time

The light stung your see places at first

But very soon the stinging stopped

The first thing you see clearly is

Daddy

From then on you made it your mission to give daddy as many snuggles as you can muster

Because daddy deserves it

He deserves all the love in the world

Daddy carries you around in a…

Well you don’t know what it is exactly

But it keeps you close to daddy’s chest

Daddy takes you everywhere

It doesn’t matter where you go

as long as you are with daddy

Everything is fine

The next thing you remember

Is the new milk

It tastes different but a good kind of different

And the new milk makes your tummy happy for longer

Daddy calls the new milk

Kibble slushy

The next thing you remember is

Brother

Daddy calls him atlas

Atlas loves you just like daddy

You vaguely remember some other fluffies

But atlas is the one you spent the most time with

One day daddy brought you to a new house and you meet rootbeer

You remember rootbeer a lot better than because she somehow loves you more than atlas does

Something about rootbeer makes you a little uncomfortable she has both wings and a horn

A voice inside your thinky place tries to tell you rootbeer is a monster

No that can’t be right

The voice keeps telling you over and over again that rootbeer is a monster

You get very mad at the voice and decide not to listen to it

Eventually the voice fades into the background

A the uncomfortable feeling goes with it

Things get a little fuzzy after that

The next thing you remember

Is Zoey

Zoey takes care of you right now

You don’t know why daddy can’t do it right now

But he comes by every morning and night to see you

You can’t explain why but somehow you know that one day daddy will be with you all the time again

But until then

You can’t really do much of anything

Everyday is filled with things that are loud, bright and scary

but zoey loves you

Zoey does her best to make the world

Less loud

Less bright

Less scary

And for right now you will give her all the snuggles you can muster

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Awww love the sensitive babbeh’s!