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- >Own a fluffy pegasus mare named BlueJay.
- >She's the sweetest thing you ever did see.
- >Never disobedient, never forgets what you tell her, and best of all, she's going to have babies!
- >Your friends all love BlueJay, and they've agreed to take the babies after they've grown up.
- >You're so excited. You got a high class breeder to bring over a stud to do the deed.
- >The fluffies become friends instantly.
- >Even after the special hugs, they played blocks and hide & seek together for a few hours while you and the breeder played some video games.
- >New amigo unlocked.
- >It's been two weeks, and BlueJay is ready to have her babies.
- >Her legs flail uselessly in the air and you carry her to an old towel you've layed on the ground.
- >Time for the miracle of birth.
- >Her blue fluff quivers as she strains to push out the first baby.
- >After a few minutes of struggling, the baby slides out.
- >You catch it and hand it to the mother.
- >”Bwoojay wuv babeh!” She tenderly licks the baby clean, then positions it over her now swollen teat, where it suckles milk.
- >”Good baybeh, dwink miwk...ahhh!” She starts straining again.
- >Another little one comes out. The same routine happens.
- >She's only halfway done, though.
- >As the two newborns drink their fill, a third comes out.
- >”So many baybehs! Bwoojay be happy mumma!”
- >She now has three different shades of blue nuzzling her belly.
- >She squints her eyes and breaths heavily one last time, then the final baby comes out.
- >She doesn't look happy, though.
- >”Is smewwy baybeh! Bad baybeh!”
- >Uhoh, you worried this could happen.
- >As litter size increases, so do the chances of getting a runt.
- >Mothers identify runts by their smell, hence their fluffy name of “smelly baby.”
- >Luckily, you came prepared.
- >Some guy posted a very helpful guide to disguising a runt's smell so that the mother accepts it.
- >You go to the bathroom to grab some Old Spice Body Spray.
- >Hello, ladies.
- >Moving on, as you're walking out of the bathroom you see the mother holding the runt.
- >Huh. Maybe she did accept him after all.
- >”Yuu no weady yet. Go back in mumma tiww weady.”
- >Ready? Go back in-
- >She leans over as far as she can without crushing her other babies that are still nuzzling, and pushes the runt back into her fluffy vagina.
- >OH GOD WHAT THE FUCK?!
- >You drop the spray and run over, trying everything to push the baby back out.
- >Squeezing, pressing, nothing's working.
- >”Owwie! Why Daddy huwt Bwoojay? Nu huwt! Need wuv baybehs!”
- >It's no use. You'll just have to wait for the body to come out on its own.
- >Poor little thing.
- >Two days later, the momma is snuggling with her babies.
- >They're napping, their tiny little hooves moving as they dream of running through fields of grass.
- >You wish you could drink this in more, but you're still really freaked out about what the mother did to the runt.
- >The body still hasn't come out yet. You're beginning to worry about the risk of infection.
- >Suddenly the mother rolls on her back and starts moaning.
- >You see a little head poke out between her legs.
- >About time. Any longer and you'd have to take her to the vet, and she hates having to go to the-
- >You see her grab the runt's body and lick it clean like she did with the others.
- >You feel sick.
- >Then you see it move.
- >It starts chirping, and the mother gives it a warm hug.
- >”Baybeh weady now, haf miwk.”
- >She places it at her teat, and it starts suckling.
- >It's the same size as the others. No signs of injury or anything.
- >And it's suckling happily as if nothing happened.
- >You pass out.
- >”Heehee, siwwy Daddy. Yuu go to Daddy bed fow nappy times!”
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