Babies?

>“Whev bahbes come fwom, dahdeh?”, Lucy, a pink earth fluffy mare, asks her owner. Her special friend Mango, a small green and orange pegasus stallion, nuzzles against her cheek lovingly.

>The man scratches his forehead. “Well… you both know what special huggies are, right?”.

>Both fluffies nod. “Wucy wike speciaw huggies!”. “Feew gud!”.

>“Um… right. Well, when you’re having special huggies, Mango’s… well… special lumps produce a, um, let’s say a magical water filled with really tiny babies. He then fills your tummy with that water, Lucy, and babies grow up there. Understand?”.

>Mango readily exclaims. “Mango unnastan’!”.

>Lucy is frowning, though. “Bahbes in Mango speciaw wumps? Come out wiff speciaw huggies? B-bu’ Wucy an’ Mango make wossa speciaw huggies, why bahbes no come out?”.

>The owner pets her head fluff. “Just keep trying, sweetie”. Not that something’s really gonna happen; she has been spayed, but at least the two of them can “feel the good feel” whenever they want.

>That night, the man is woken up by a bloodcurdling shriek. He darts towards the safe room and flings the door open.

>Mango lies on his back in a pool of blood, dead; his penis and balls nothing more than a sickening mush. Lucy sits in a corner, her mouth and front hooves glistening with red and a disappointed look on her face.

>“Wh… What the hell happened here, Lucy?!”, the main exclaims.

>She pouts. “Wucy wan’ see if bahbes weawwy hide in Mango speciaw wumps… bu’ bahbes no wan’ come out ‘gain”.