Fifty Shades of Fluff

>You are a female fluffy and you are in heat.
>You are looking for a suitable mate and then you see him.
>He is a blue Pegasus with dirty brown hair with a red stipe going through it.
>He is catching your eye, his masculine form beckons you.
>He is sitting and playing with a ball chewing on it and drooling profusely.
>He tries to stand but falls backward with his legs in the air.
>”Ahhh! Weggies wong way! Fwuffy stuck!”
>You see him exposed and know he is the fluffy for you.
>You let your inner diva out as you walk up to your intended mate.
>He looks up as you approach, “Why fwuffy wong way up? Wan pway?”
>His chiseled hardened drooling face looks up at you melting your heart.
>You want this fluffy specimen of perfect manhood.
>You try to seduce him, trying to be coy as not to scare him away.
>”Fwuffy wan spechul huggie! Gif spechul huggie now!”
>He starts to gallop toward you.
>”Why fwuffy no mofe?”
>You stare at you intended lover, “Why fwuffy on back, no can gif spechul huggies dat way?”
>He looks up and hits the ground with his nose, “Owwies! Why fwuffy wong way?”
>He turns and stands up right, you see he is a fluffy who knows how to get around problems.
>He has a mighty intellect to match his physique.
>He looks at you bug eyed with his tongue hanging out, “Gif spechul huggies now!”
>He comes over and takes control, a fluffy who knows what he wants.
>He grabs you ready to take you, give you what you needs.
>He starts to thrust.
>You hit him in his ribs.
>He falls off still humping, “Why hewt fwuffy? Gif spechul huggie.”
>”Yoo dum dum fwuffy! Dat fwuffy ear!”
>You wipe your hoof across your ear drying it off from his love liquid.
>He looks at you with longing, “Fwuffy wan huggie now!”
>He takes charge grabbing you right.
>His bouncing pink babby juice squirter finds it mark.
>”enf enf enf enf enf enf feew gud enf enf enf enf enf spechul enf huggie enf enf happy fwuffy enf enf…”
>You feel fulfilled, this stallion has made you whole.
>You feel more like a woman fluffy than ever befor.
>Finally it’s over and you can feel him stiffen.
>He explodes inside you making a happy smile cross your face.
>Your inner goddess  feels like she has just played with a brand new ball.
>He falls over dead, his body couldn’t take the effort.
>You stare longingly at your lover.
>He lays there with his tongue hanging out and a huge smile plastered on his face.
>You look up relishing the moment.
>You know you carry a bit of him with you now.
>This perfect specimen of a fluffy, the one who made you whole.
>You will never forget him.
>He will always…
>Whoa! Where did this dead fluffy come from?
>You look at the dead creature beside you.
>You kick some grass on him and walk away no longer in heat.