“Grrr dummeh mawe! Smawty wan mowe miwkies!” “P-pwease Smawty! Mummah nu hab nu mowe! Nu wan babbehs go foweba sweepies!” The mare wept as her emaciated foals waddled about, searching for their mothers teats. The smarty harumphed and promptly smashed the foals heads in causing the mare to scream in horror.
“Num dummeh babbehs, make mowe miwkies!” The smarty snarled, forcing her head down Infront of the dead foals. She sobbed as she was forced to eat every single one. The smarty trotted back to her garbage can den, where her other mare sat. “Ou hab miwkies yet?” “Nu Smawty nu miwkies yet.” That’s not what she wanted to hear. Her stupid old dummy human mama used to give her all the milkies she wanted! But when she tried to give her yucky kibble she ran away.
Her old mama couldn’t see just how much she needed milkies, not kibble! She was fuming mad! Neither of her mares had milkies! A whole three weeks of nothing! She knew why the other didn’t have any, it was her dumb dead babies who took it all before she valiantly crushed them. After about an hour, the other mares milkie places start to swell from the nourishment that was her dead foals. And it was as if the smarty could practically hear it.
She watched in slight fear as the smarty charged head first, slamming into her breasts and greedily latching on. She felt every drop being siphoned from her. She just shut her eyes and tried not to think about what went into making the milk. The smarty had drained both her tits and laid back, falling into some sort of milk coma. However when she awoke, she found herself all alone in the alley. Where did her milk mares go!?
“Dummeh mawes? Whewe ou gu!?” She stamped her hooves and puffed out her cheeks as she looked around, wondering just where her stupid mares went, she never bothered to learn their names. She dashed out of the alleyway as fast as her fat body could carry her only to find no one around. She decided to walk down the sidewalk to try and find them, passing by lots of average things you’ll see on the street at nights.
As she walked she came to a neighborhood, and through a fence, heard the sound of the Mummah song and the cooing of babbehs. The smarty looked around to see a brown mare with a dark green mane singing to her brood while her special friend, a cream colored stallion with an orange mane snoozed right besides her. She stared as her children suckled from the most massive milkie places she had ever seen. While she was a poopie mare, The smarty reckoned that some milkies were better than none.
With that, The smarty began looking for a way in the fences. She began to try and kick at a somewhat loose board. However her fat made her quite weak. The mare obviously heard the kicking and looked up. She pulled her ears back and began nudging her special friend to wake up. “C-cweam-sikew pwease w-wakies…” she said shakily. Creamsicle opened his eyes and looked at her. “Spwuce, wha-” he heard the kicking and looked towards it.
Creamsicle cautiously got up while Spruce kept her offspring close by. They were talkie babbehs and were murmering in confusion about the scary noise. Finally one of the picket boards gave way and he jolted back, watching as a very fat bright blue and green mare tried to squeeze through the hole, however she was too round to fit.
“Dummeh stawwion, Hewp Smawty nao!” She said, flailing her green hooves towards him. He pulled his ear back but reluctantly helped her out, not thinking much of it. She was pulled out of the fence, and once free, before Creamsicle could begin making introductions, began to bolt towards Spruce. Knocking her over, and kicking her foals out of the way.
Luckily none of them were harmed too badly but they watched in horror as this fat blob of fur began latching onto their mamas breasts and drinking her milkies. Spruce screamed as she felt the much bigger mare hold her down and suck at her tits for milk, but she couldn’t get much before Creamsicle pulled her away.
He was furious at the mare of course and yelled at her. “Weave Speshiaw fwen awone, dummeh!” “Nu! Smawty wan miwkies! Su smawty get miwkies!” She tried to push past him but he stopped her, blocking his special friend with his body while she tried to comfort her foals. The smarty was getting impatient so she bit Creamsicle’s leg, but due to never being fully weaned, her teeth were too weak to do anything.
All the bite did, was land her a hefty kick in the face. Once she was struck, it hit her that she was actually able to be hurt. She grew fearful as the stallion advanced on her and began to cry out. “Pwease! Nu huwties! Smawty nu mean to!” She tried to get up and leave, but Creamsicle wasn’t done with her. As the sun began to rise, he beat on her and eventually broke her front legs. The screaming woke up their owner who saw what happened.
The aftermath was of course a bloody smarty with broken front legs. The owners immediate thought was, ‘Oh cool, free litterpal.’ so with that the mare was dragged inside, pillowed, and put in a box. The smarty then lived the rest of her days eating shit, and was constantly taunted by watching babies come and go, drinking milk that she’d never taste again. As days went by she began to do nothing but peep and cry over her new situation, nothing but a big ole Babbeh.
(Hey guys! Just a small story this time. I haven’t seen many stories about female smarties being little shitheads so I decided to make one! Hope you like it! I love you bai! (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*.✧)