Ghost

>Ghost woke up in a dark, smelly place
>his neck hurt, but he was alive.
>the stainless steel shock collar his previous owner put on him saved his life
>when the man with the knife tried to cut his head off, it only hit the collar
>but Ghost was a good actor. he pretended to be dead
>now he was inside a trash bag with poopies and garbage.
>like any fluffy, his teeth were weak… but they just enough to bite through the bag.
>it was afternoon, and Ghost found himself by the side of the road
>suddenly, he saw something flying up into the air. it was a fluffy he recognized.
>her name was princess sparkle fluffy. and she was beautiful. Ghost wanted to give her lots of special hugs
>he couldn’t figure out how she was flying so high or so fast, especially since she didn’t have wings
>but Ghost made himself a promise at that very moment.
>he was going to special hug the fucking shit out of that little bitch, if it was the last thing he ever did
>but first… he needed to get cleaned up. his silvery fluff was stained with food and poopies
>sniffing around the area, he found a small pond with orange floaty things.
>Ghost washed himself off, being careful not to fall in and drown
>feeling clean and fresh, Ghost began making his way in the direction that Princess Sparkle Fluffy had flown
>suddenly, he spotted a hardshell slowthing. it was almost his size and tread slowly through the grassies
>it was at that time that Ghost was feeling pretty horny
>he quickly mounted the hardshell and started pumping away
>”ork ork ork!”
>the hardshell extended its neck, turning its head to look at Ghost. it didn’t look happy
>this wasn’t your regular dumb hardshell. this was a bitey hardshell
>it turned around and tried to bite Ghost’s special thing off.
>Ghost barely dodged it, stepping backwards. the hardshell started crawling towards him.
>it was pretty mad.
>Ghost turned to run but the hardshell was deceptively fast and had an unusually long neck
>it bit his tender anus, making Ghost scream.
>as with most fluffies, though, that also caused Ghost to release his bowels.
>the hardshell’s face was splattered with liquid poopies.
>it finally let Ghost go and wandered away, gagging.
>satisfied with the results of the encounter, Ghost continued wandering through the neighborhood
>for a brief moment, he thought he saw a squirrel with a mustache… but that was impossible.
>wasn’t it?
>no matter now. Ghost had a grand adventure ahead of him.
>And by the fluffy god, he was going to tap Princess Sparkle Fluffy’s fine ass.