Baby Gun

>Fluffy comes home one day
>She is your beloved, precious little angel
>Waddles through the door
>She's a little fatter than usual
>Ask her why this is
>"Fwiend gif speciaw huggies! Fwuffy be mama now! Wuv cute babies!"
>This cannot be
>You cannot believe it
>Your precious, little angel is such a whore
>"I WILL NOT have this in my house, fluffy! Get your ass to the saferoom, while I decide what the fuck to do with you!"
>Fluffy is awestruck at the outburst
>"But why yeww a-"
>You cut her off by kicking her on the rear end
>She flies through the air and hits, the wall, but the fluff absorbs most of the impact
>She runs upstairs to her saferoom, crying her little eyes out
>Watch some TV to calm down
>Go back upstairs
>Maybe you were too hard on her
>Open the door
>"Fluffy? I'm sorry I... what the hell are you doing?"
>She has her back end pointed to you
>"Fwuffy show you! Teach meany daddy wesson!"
>You try to walk to her, but something hits you in the face
>It's a small, underdeveloped fluffy fetus
>Another one hits you
>Fluffy is rapid firing Children at you as ammunition
>You open your mouth to yell at her
>One gets lodged in your throat
>You fall down, gasping for air
>Fluffy parks her body on you
>You suffocate under the constricting grasp of the fluff