Four for one special

User requested series volume six.
5: Them them to gang rape each others.
6: Force them to fuck fluffy pregnant dams.
3: Force them to kill their own foals.
2: Force them to feed only on each other feces and conditioning them to like it.

Four for one special.
Be same anon from evil foal story(link at the end, since this is a prequel). Work in a breedery in, idk, England. You watch the fluffy general population play as thats how you pick out the pregnant ones. Just wait for the act, and then pull the mare. It happens constantly in the general population, sometimes you wait and count how many times they get fucked. Its been programmed into them to mindlessly do it, no wonder America has such a problem with these fucking things everywhere.
Seams they enjoy it. The mare might cry after or not want it, but its over so fast and they seam to forget moments later soon as they think of babies. Hell, some of them flock to the smarty who is so busy fucking all day, the herd just kind hugs and plays all day without him latelty. This gives you an idea. You announce to the herd.
>All who are in the Smarty Friends special group get to have special huggies with any mare they want as much as they want. But only those fluffies and none others.
This results in cheers from a few, and confusion from the other stallions. They like their huggies and dont want to lose them.
>Alright smarty, who is in your group?
>Smawty pick bwue, gween, bwuey, and wed.
>Lol dumb shit, ok those it is.
You separate the room and put them on the side with the food.
>This is yours now, which mare would you like?
They all shout colours and names, and shit you cant understand, so you just grab a mare. She flails and shits on the floor as you drop her on the other side. She scrambles to get away before they bump her onto her side and then climb on top and roll her over, finally the smarty starts enf enf enf. You laugh and turn to the others.
You pick up the rest of the mares and put them all in the dam room. Finally you address the rest of the stallions.
>Someone eat that or you all get the sorry stick. NOW!
>No wan eat poopies!
>Gwoss!
>No smell pwetty...
You pull out the sorry stick and start hitting fluffies randomly as they shout OWIES! and run and every direction. Finally you notice one of them licking the floor where the poop was and you stop.
>From now on you ONLY eat poopies. Only those who win games will get food.
That cheers them up, games and food prizes. They all cheer as you laugh. You dump the smarty litter box out on the floor and yell eat that before leaving for the dam room. The stallions rush to it thinking its the game and fight over who gets to eat the poop and win food.
In the dam room you tell them any mare who kills a foal does not have to get raped by the smartys group. But any mare who does not kill a foal WILL get fucked until another mare takes her place.
>No huwt babbeh!
>Babbeh good! Need mama!
You pick up a pregnant dam and squeeze her hard. You hear a pop as she cries out in pain, then she starts yelling about big poopies.
As the foals come out you tell them to start killing, none of the mares do it. The mother doesnt move to her babies to lick them clean either. Somethings broken inside her and she just mewls quietly while laying there on the floor.
>Look at these bad babies. They killed their mother they are so bad. BAD BABIES!
One mare steps forward, and lifts up and drops both hooves onto a baby. It squeals in pain and mewls loudly for a few more seconds as the life slowly drains out of it. You cheer her on and tell her she can kill more so other mares will have to be fucked to keep her from being fucked. She just weeps quietly so you pick her up and pet her.
>Well... anyone else or do you all want special huggies?
One by one others come in till all the foals are dead. You take some of the others into the other room and drop them in the smarty pen.
>Special huggies time!
They cheer. The mares run away from them but you hold them down and knock them over so the males can climb on top and do their thing. After they are done you drop the males on another female and hold her down. You facilitate this till you train them to each have a turn on each female. Any Mare having been raped a few times in the pen, quickly start fighting other females for foals to kill when they are birthed. The smarty and his friend are tired all the time, cant keep up with all the mares. So you decide to add to the food games some blood sport to add some more stallions to the smarty team.
Some of the stallions are not looking so good. Eating nothing but poop. Not sure how they are surviving so long to be honest. You supplement their diet with kibble, as there is not enough smarty poop or mare poop to feed them all. Dont want to get the bosses attention either so you been throwing some kibble in the trash so he doesnt catch on.
>Attention fluffies! Any stallion who wants into the smarty pen can participate in blood game to join.
>FWUFFY WAN! FWUFFY WAN! They chant.
>Blood games are to the death. Kill your opponent and you win. If you lose you die.
You get several volunteers. You put all the spectators in the cubby cages on the wall. They are tiny slots really where the fluffy cant turn around. Used usually for punishment, but this also forces them to watch. They usually go face first in to be punished, so you take care to pull it from the wall a few inches so  you can put the trough behind to catch the poop. You set the two stallions in the center. These have not been eating much poop, if any, and are healthy so should be a good fight. There is a red earth pony and a green pegasus.
>Round one... FIGHT!
The stallions kinda walk up to eachother and hug. You grab the sorry stick and hit them both.
>NO! Kill him! Hurt him! The other stallion will get special huggies and you wont get any if you dont kill him first!
This illicits a response. This time the Red one charges Green ramming his fluff and knocking him over. No damage. While down, Green has access to Reds soft under fluff and delivers blow after blow. ...four...five.
>Hyper combo!
Red reels back and drops both hooves on the Green fluffy. Green rolls and gets up, waits for the incoming charge before moving to the side and biting Red's ear. Blood.
>(R)OWIES! Fwuffy no give big owies! Fwuffy sowwy! No wan spechial huggies anymo.
>(G)Sowwy fwuffy, jus wan speciaw huggies! Wan win!
They stop fighting.
>SPECIAW HUGGIES PWEASE! The green one announces triumphantly.
You grab the sorry stick and hit him hard. So hard he rolls into and bumps the wall.
>TO. THE. DEATH. You stupid fuck. Give sleepies or I will hurt you. Round Two.... FIGHT.
Still bleeding Red gets the picture and doesnt want to sleep forever, he sees his opponent shocked and decides to attack first. He runs... well waddles really, but he charges the green fluffy. Raining blows down on his fluff as Green is still on his side. Stupid guy, not doing any damage attacking his fluff. ...five...six...seven.
>Master combo!
Green gets up unhurt by the combo, more so from the wall, and lands a hit in Red's face with his hooves. While Red is rearing in pain, Green bites the same ear again. Fresh blood pours out of Red's ear now as a huge chunk is missing. This time Red drops down trying desperately to hold his ear with his hooves but cant. His bowels evacuate and he crys on the floor.
>Huhuhu Huuuhuu HUUHUUUUUUUU.
This doesnt stop Green, he continues this time biting his tail and rips it off. Then raining down more hits on his head and ears. ..nine...ten. Nice.
>Monster combo!
A small pool of blood has now formed below the Red fluffy which means it has already soaked through his fluff. You see some stains on the Green fluffy as well.
>FINISH HIM!
Green bites again at Red's ear but this time there is no response from the Red. Red passed out and lies limp on the floor. You pick him up by the neck, hold him eye level for all the spectators and twist his neck to a loud pop. All the fluffies gasp and cower as you toss him in the trash incinerator (used mostly for their poop, and occasional deaths.) You let them all out, and congratulate Green and put him on the smartys side of the fence. The smarty doesnt protest. Seams afraid of the new stallion in his group.
>I will bring some mares now for you to have special huggies with.
Back in the dam room you see a few ballooning up. You smile and look for one ready to pop. The ones who have not yet killed a foal are on the floor. You squeeze a dam and the foals come out. Stomping fest begins. The mares do not want another round of pain of being raped and bleeding everywhere. They all get one foal but one mare. Hmm you think... You realize they are each killing one and stopping. Thus letting the other mares get one as well. This has to stop.
>How to fix this. You ponder.
While you think you collect the poop and toss it on the floor for the stallions, then go back and grab a mare and a pregnant dam as well. Wont have to hold her down you chuckle to yourself. On your way out you tell the mares.
>New rules. If you dont kill more I wont have any for the smartys to fuck. So kill as many foals as you can otherwise I will choose randomly who gets special huggies.
>Nuuu! Fwuffy good! Kill babbeh! WHY WAPE! The random mare wails.
The pregnant dam wails as well as she is carried out, she was the last one who hasnt killed a foal yet.
>Because your to nice to the other mares.
You make sure to say that in-front of all of them so they will kill more foals and not be so nice to eachother anymore.
In the smarty pen you watch as they all work to fuck the mare, and after that fuck the dam as she cant even move. The screams are like music to your ears. Fuck all those hip hop artists making millions. This is all worth it.
Time passes. Competition heats up for the next couple blood sports. Had an un-official fight as well resulting in a death, had to punish him though since it was not official. Was cute though how he thought he would get in the smarty pen, standing over the other dead stallion fluffy, covered in blood and babbling about getting special huggies soon.
Notice there is a bigger separation in the stallions now. Only a few left that are healthy. The others seam to skip the kibble you put out and only eat poop. You see them even fight over it. They follow each other around and eat it as its coming out of the other stallions butts sometimes. Its becoming more and more mushy instead of turds. So you see them licking the WHAT THE FUCK AM I WRITING(authors note, originally stopped writing here lol), fuck you get the picture.
>Fwuffy stowp wawkin. Wan nummies!
>Fwuffy no wan fwuffy to wick poopie pwace!
You also notice now and then some of the few remaining healthy stallions mount and fuck the slow moving shiteaters. Your not sure if they actually penetrate or just go through the motions as they are  desperate, but no mares around to do the deed. They still have to deal with their genetic programming. You catch another one going at it. See blood on the floor when he is done.
>That answers that.
>Answa what? A random fluffy asks.
>Nothing big guy. Looks like that one over there is about to dispense some nummies!
You point at a fluffy who stopped walking, started to scrunch his nose and stoop. The fluffy runs off to chow time.
At the end of the month, with three deaths and the un-official one, you only find one stallion who wants to fight.
>Noone else? Well sorry guy, you need a volunteer or no fight. hmm... Here. Just give special huggies toooooo... this guy.
You pull up the shiteaters tail and put the stallion on top, he instinctively does the deed. Gross.
>Fag.
Fluffies dont get it and just beg you for more poop...
>Fwuffy hungee. Wan mow poopsies!
>Poopsies!
Another shouts.
>Wtf have I created?
The owner walks in, sees you looking confused.
>(O)By the way Anon, out-put has been way down. We need to get them into over drive and get some foals. These stallions over here dont look so good, glad you have them sectioned off to not infect the rest. Good thinking. Force them if you have to but we need more foals or we aint making any more money.
>Yes sir.
You grab all the mares now, and drop them in the smarty pen. You dont even take them into the birthing room anymore but they still kill the foals at birth begging to be put back in the birthing room. The stallions Eating only poop now fuck eachother regularly and have no interest in food or mares. Looks like you created an epidemic.
>What do I do?
You toss all the shit eaters in the furnace and incinerate them alive. You toss the females in there to. Tell the boss they caught it from the stallions and were killing their foals. He thanks you for saving the last eight and goes out to buy more. He grumbles about a new competitor but thanks you again for stopping the epidemic before they were all lost.
>Fuck, have to remember not to do that again. Almost lost my job. From now on I wont screw with the fluffies... till I get bored again anyway...
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