Fluffyslut

Hear noises and wake up. Fuck, fluffies in your back yard. whatdo.jpg
>Pway hwide a'gan one shouts.
Two others wobble off to hide in your grass and cover their eyes. You notice two more eating grass next to a pregnant dam. She must be ready to pop, her feet dont even come close to touching the ground. You go outside to get rid of them.
>Weggies no work. She whines.
The two stop grazing and go over to push her.
>Owies! She cries when they touch her.
>Ut oh, big poopsies comin'
Ohshit, you know what that means.
>New fwiend? Pway? Say the ones playing as you run by.
Toolate.mov... shes popping out foals. Its... its disgusting.
>Owie! Poopsies huwt. She does not seam to hear them mewling.
>Yay! WEGGIES WORK! She shouts as she can wobble again. She turns and sees the babies.
>Eww mo` babehs. Go a`ay babehs. Mummas nummies! Mummas special friends!
She rejected her babies... confuzed... thought they were all programmed to be happy about them.
Other fluffies run over and try to step on the babies shouting different stuff like leave and no want.
You start grabbing handfulls of fluff and throwing as hard as you can before they can do any damage to the foals. Pastel colours flying through the air with careless disregard as to where they land or what they hit.
All thats left is the dam and her foals...
You look at her and say "A special hell for you. I hate fluffies too but thats no exscuse for a mother"
>Bad babehs, no want babehs! she cries again.
You scoop up the foals and pick her up in the other arm and head inside. What to do to teach her a lesson?