Butt fluffies

User requested series volume three.
8: Shoving foals up their throats and asses
Rather strait forward, no need for long intro.

Your an anonetta who likes nature and hugging trees. One day out on expedition in the forest, you come across a clearing while following a feral fluffy herd and hear voices so you duck behind a bush.
>Owies! Why hooman do dis!
>Poopie pwace huwt!
>HuuuHuuuuhuuuuuu! Bebehs gone! Come bak bebehs!
>Bebeh no smell pwetty. Bebeh don go in poopie place, dat not whewe you bewong!
Confused you pop out of the bush and snap some pics only to be greeted with a horrible surprise.
Fluffies running around with foals stuffed in their butts and a few dead ones with a foal tail or legs hanging out their mouths having choked to death on a foal.
Why on earth would a fluffy eat a foal? How did they manage to get lodged in the butt of another fluffy?
You run up in their confusion and quickly squeeze the fluffies. You dont normally do it, but its the only way to force the foals out of the fluffies butts. They scream and squirm but one by one, they all pop out in a shit covered mess spraying shit everywhere including on other fluffies.
>Why hooman do dis! WUN befow munster do it again!
>Why babeh no move? Wake up babeh! Need go befo munster attack again!
>Pwease move brodah. Fwuffy no smell pwetty anymow.
You try to calm them down but they refuse to listen to you, running around in chaos bumping into eachother, breaking noses and bleeding to death, adding to the number of corpses in the field. Its not long before they have all scattered or are dead. Left with no answers you give up and head back home to re-supply.
You get home and see your HOT neighbor getting home as well. He is so mysterious and doing well for himself, a nice new BMW, lots of upgrades to his house, nice suits. He makes your ovaries wet. You say fuck it, this day cant get any worse and approach him.
He gives a look of annoyance, but you loosen your blouse and that gets his attention.
>Hey Mr. Anon, how are you tonight?
ExCELLant. Today was productive beyond my wildest dreams.
>Wow! That is great news, I had a really shitty day so lets talk about yours instead? Want to come in for some coffee?
Sure I guess.
You go inside and get settled, he makes small talk but seams not interested in your responses. Almost dismissive of your green life style.
>So what do you do for a living?
I work with fluffy ponies from time to time when Im not making stupid money on the stock market.
You explode in joy. Good looking and rich. Your mom always pushed you to latch on so you tell him your going to slip into something more comfortable while the water is heating. He murmurs something and starts looking through your green and fluffy magazines on the coffee table. You slip into a very provocative outfit and keep thinking about how he works with fluffies, you think of so much to talk about. You get back and he asks you about your day... suddenly you get very upset, remembering the horrible things you saw.
Hey whats wrong Anonetta?
>I was just thinking about my bad day... I like to watch wild life on my days off from work. I was following a feral fluffy pony herd today and they... they...
You get quiet. He moves over to comfort you and you blush.
>They were mistreated... It had to have been by a person, no fluffy would eat their young! And no foal would try to climb into a fluffies butt!
He breaks out in laughter.... LAUGHTER! WHAT>>>THE>>>>FUCK.
Yeah they will. Stupid things are so dumb, if you just tell them their foals are spaghetti they will try to eat them! HAHAHA. The butt thing was just me. Cuz not all the foals got eaten.