My Giant and me (A Fluffy Pony Hugbox Story) Part 2

My Giant and Me, Part 2.

>Be a Fluffy Mumma called Silk.
>Had your babies yesterday. So much owies, in your tummy, in your naughty place, but holding your babies made it all worth while. Just feeling them nursing and pressed tightly against your belly made your heart feel so big ....
>They spend most of their time at your tummy, sometimes they sleep, but most of the time they eat your milk. Feel them suck on your teats slowly, constantly, and feel the tickle as your milk is taken away.
>Sometimes they let go and slowly shuffle up to your chest for Hugs.
>You like that a lot. Can spend hours hugging them, telling them how much you love them, how beautiful they are.
>They're only babies, so they only know 'Mumma' 'Miwk' and 'Wuv' right now, but that's enough.
>"Mumma .... mumma mumma ...." The little pink Foal is whispering happily, clutched in between your front legs and with it's eyes closed, while the little red Foal has another suckle at your teats.
>"Wuv yuu, baybeh, Mumma wuv yuu." You whisper back, nuzzle the baby's head with as much love and gentleness as you can muster ... and feel something poke your lips.
>What? Tiny, tiny little bump on it's head, just before it's mane....
>Oh. OH! Baby is a Unicorn! OH!
>You found something new about your baby! This is wonderful! You are an Earth Fluffy, and the Meanie Pink Fluffy who gave you bum-owies was a Pegasus Fluffy! How you have a Unicorn Baby?
>Eventually, the little Red Foal shuffles up, leaning against your belly the entire way, and then chirps at you, butting against your legs and the foal you are cuddling.
>The little Pink foal chirps as well, sounding alarmed.... You open your front legs, and slowly the little Red Foal squishes in next to the Pink Foal, and both chirp at each other for a few moments before cuddling.
>Give them both hugs, and give the little Red Foal kisses too.
>Tell it that you love it as well. Love both your babies, they're both so beautiful.
>Can feel something on it's back, pressing into your leg ... two tiny little nubs ...
>Oh! Pegasus! Like the ... Meanie Pink ....
>Oh. Now you feel sad. The Meanie Pink Pegasus chased you around and around the yard, smelled so bad, called you bad words and hurt you.
>Then Bruce woke up and finally heard your cries for help, and came running, making his Very Loud Scary Noises and made the Meanie Pink Pegasus run away shrieking about 'Munstas!'
>Bruce chased the Pink Pegasus Meanie all the way to the fence and made his loud Barking Noises at the Bad Fluffy until he scrambled back to the Outside and left you alone with your Owies and your Giant Friend, Bruce.
>.......... Is it possible that this is a Bad Baby?
>"Mumma ... wuv Mumma." Little Red Foal whispers softly, hugging the other Foal and staring at you with soft, loving eyes.
>No. No, it's a Good Baby. You're just being silly.
>You'll make sure both of the Foals are Good Babies.

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>Finally, it's morning. Babies went down to have more Milk-Nummies and then went to sleep. You can feel them asleep against your skin, the rise and fall of their chests, and you feel a deep sense of satisfaction in yourself.
>You are a Good Fluffy Mumma!
>Daddy comes to let you out of the Safe Room, and carries you and both the Foals to the Kitchen to make you breakfast. Foals are a little worried, can hear it in their chirping, but you tell them it's okay, Daddy loves them, won't let them fall.
>Happily explain to Daddy you figured out that one Foal is a Unicorn, and the other is a Pegasus.
>Daddy is quite happy, but asks if they are boys or girls.
>You .... don't know. Can't tell by smell, and they are too little for you to see anything poking out from their fluff.
>Bruce is very happy to see you, your babies, Daddy and Breakfast when you are carried to the Yard.
>Babies chirp and hug you as they see Bruce, their little eyes going very, very wide, burying themselves in your fluff. You can feel them shivering against you!
>Silly babies, Bruce is your Friend! He might be big and loud, but he's nice!
>Have some milk, and try to pass it to Bruce like normal, but Daddy says "No, Silk must drink all the milk. Silk has babies now." and pushes the saucer back under your nose.
>Bruce gives you a sad look, but he doesn't try to have any of the milk. He's a Good Honorary Fluffy.
>Daddy has his Breakfast, the yikky black not-water, and reads the White-and-Black thing outside today, and you lie with your back half lying sideways so the babies can have milk, and eat your chow and drink your milk as best you can.
>Call Bruce over after you've finished, and he stomps over, tail wagging, eyebrows lifted, sniffing your fluff happily.
>"Bwuce! Baybehs say hewwo to Bwuce!" You giggle happily as Bruce snuffles and sniffs all over you.
>They chirp again, but this time they peer out of your fluff, staring at Bruce, who says 'hello' with a soft "Woof!" and licks them. Except his lick covers your belly and most of your side in the process. Very sticky now.....
>Uh ... possibly not the best thing to do, Bruce. Babies and Belly Fluff are now all wet.
>Babies blink a few times, still clutching the now-wet Fluff on your belly and open and close their mouths silently.
>"Bwuce! Baybehs nu need baff yet!" You chide your friend as he flops down next to you, making the wooden boards of the patio shake, and giggle as the Foals stumble out of your wet belly Fluff and stumble forwards to give 'wuv' to Bruce.
>"Be very nice to the Fluffies, Bruce." Daddy says, but he's smiling.
>Babies are sniffing Bruce's nose, giggling and poke him with their snouts before rushing back as fast as they can to your belly.
>Bruce also thinks this is a fun game, you can hear his tail banging on the ground.
>That's good, you're happy. If Bruce didn't like your Babies, you'd be heartbroken.
>"Need make poopies!" You say suddenly ... and panic. "Buh ... baybehs! Nu can weave dem!"
>" They won't go far without you. Go and make your poop, then run back to them." Daddy tells you. Babies chirp unhappily when you get up, but you have to make poopies!
>Also, feel very grateful that you can now make poopies on your own again! Felt so bad that Daddy had to clean you like you were a Foal!
>Rush under the bushes and make the Not-Pretties.
>Nnnnnnnnngh! Owies! Huwties! Naughty Place still hurts, stings when you make Pee!
>Aaaah, done.
>Rush back to the Babies, hoping they really haven't gone far.....
>They went and had cuddles with Bruce. They're asleep, half-hidden behind his ear, can see their hind legs and bellies just under Bruce's large, floppy ear.
>Bruce wiggles his eyebrows at you and gives a happy noise, softly this time.
>Sigh and smile. "Yuu is Guud Hohn-ah-wawy Fwuffie, Bwuce." You tell him.
>Bruce's tail thumps on the floor again.
>Daddy snorts and laughs, and goes back to reading his White-and-Black thing again.
>Lie down next to Bruce's head and wait for your babies to wake up.
>You're so lucky to have Bruce and Daddy. They will help you teach the Babies to be Good Babies!