One Step Back, Two Steps Back 3

> Like a banshee he screams as he eats more and more tainted spaghetti
> Garbled wails mix with the sounds of “nom nom nom” creating a sort of “Waaaom waaom waaom”
> To your amazement he finishes the plate and even licks up the remaining sauce
> The screams however never stop
> Now done eating he begins making words again
> "FWUFFY BUWN! MOUFF HUWT! WHY?! SKETTIES BEST! SKETTIES GOOD NUMMEIS! WHY HUWT?! WHY! WHY SKETTIES WHY?!"
> You leave him to suffer, his water bowl and soothing vitamin enriched fluffy milk removed
> He drags his tongue along the soft floor and padded walls trying to remove the flavor
> Not even eating the litter from his box soothes his pain when he finally stumbles into it
> Mostly because you took the liberty of putting fire ants into the litter while he ate
> They sting his already burning tongue and cause his face to swell
> Now muffled his screams are even worse
> "WEeAAHAHHH! BWUEAHHH! HWUUHEEEE! HWUAAAAHEEE! WHHHHAIII?! HWAAAAAII?!"
> He's almost totally unintelligible and an eye has swelled shut
> Then his blister pain overcomes the burning in his mouth and bites on his face
> He simply slumps over twitching and drooling profusely
> Breathing shallow pained breaths through his nose
> You remove the remaining ants and clean the room
> In a few hours the fun will begin again
> You hear it from across the house
> "eEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUGHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
> A colt face in the litter box, butt in the air, and tail on his back strains to poop
> The spices and Tabasco make a comeback in his rectum and damn near kill em'
> He strains his one good eye closed as tight as it will go and gritting his teeth
> Eating so much solid food for the first time leaves one hell of a turd
> When it finally crowns the reddish orange shit leaks out around the solid partially digested noodle mass
> The diameter tears his fragile sphincter and blood trickles out amid the fecal matter
> His infected butt wounds and genital sores mix with the still burning bloody shit and he screams out
> "HUUUUWWWWWWWTYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY! EEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"
> The turd finally falls out at least two inches at the widest point and over four inches long
> His anus horribly prolapsed
> You can still see undigested noodles slipping out with the burning capsicum infused shit
> They lap his infected and wounded backside sending shockwaves of pain through his body
> He tries to run away only to back up over the shit in the box rubbing himself with the filth
> Then his mouth still in the sand and now being dragged backwards gets a taste of the burning shit
> He spits and coughs and vomits the violent memory of the pain he first tasted causes him to fall over still leaking diarrhea that burns his prolapsed anus
> His violent first solid shit destroys his colon which now sits partially outside his body
> And the infected wounds make the fluffy sick
> Too weak and suffering pain unimaginable to most fluffies he mewls quietly
> "Daddeh... daddeh... why huwt... why fwuffy huwt... fwuffy good... why... why..."
> "It's not that easy"
> You take the now filthy, prolapsed, dying fluffy into the kitchen dripping all fluids imaginable through the house
> Good thing you have wood flooring
> Returning to the kitchen you turn the water on as hot as it will go
> And dunk the tired fluffy by his ears keeping his head above water
> He winces at first then when he contacts the water memories from foal-hood and the pain he suffered add to the excruciating burning he feels in the steaming water
> Despite his tired lungs and body he still manages to scream
> "DADDEH HEWP! PWEASE! FWUFFY SOWWY! NUU BAFF! SOWWY! WAWA BUWN! POOPIE PWACE NUU FEWW PWETTY! PWEEEAASSEE!"
> Relatively clean the fluffy is once again attached to the cutting board
> This time he knows what's coming
> With a strength you didn't know he still had he manages to yell once more
> "NUUU! NUU HUWT WEGGIES AGAIN! FWUFFY WEAVE! WAN WEAVE! WAnn.... mmu-mummah..."
> The pupils in his eyes become pin pricks as you pick up the same knife used to rend fresh from bone as the first time
> Now tearing his flesh against the thin metal wires blood flows down onto the cutting board as he writhes with his remaining strength
> Little guy is now simply screaming
> "MUMMAHMUMMAHMUMMAHMUMMAHMUMMAHMUMMAHMUMMAHMUMMAHMUMMAHMUMMAH!!!"
> You remove all the flesh from his legs this time and leave only a few ligaments, muscle, and bone
> The skeletal legs tremble as they attempt to move
> Nothing left of the hooves but some bloody bone like structure underneath the blisters and soft plush flesh that looks like a hoof
> One by one the legs are stripped of flesh like a chicken being prepared for a stew
> The wounds are cauterized to add to the pain and his lingering torment
> "MUMMAHMUMMAHMUMMAHMUMMAHMUMMAHMUMMAHMUMMAHMUMMAHMUMMAHMUMMAH!!!"
> The fluffy has not stopped screaming since he saw the knife
> With his legs still attached and trembling but not removed you begin with his belly
> Bleeding from the tight metal and thrashing you delicately slice along the skin
> His screams pick up when you pry the fluff and outer layer of skin from his body
> A soft lining for the organs is all that stands between you and even more fun
> Then the screams stop
> The fluffy lies motionless
> His good eye rolled back into his head
> And tongue hanging lifelessly from his mouth
> "Fluffy..."
> You slice silently into the ribcage and reveal a still heart
> "Fluffy I thought I told you..."
> A nearby car battery and jumper cables are attached to his heart
> You don electricians’ gloves
> And attach the final clamp to the battery
> "IT ISN'T THAT FUCKING EASY"
> A scream that could only be described as from beyond the grave is emitted by the once dead creature
> It's practically skeletal limbs flop and his head shakes uncontrollably as his eye darts around the room
> The lungs simply draw in tiny breaths only to release more minute screams each time
> Eventually the body simply spasms and twitches the mind long gone
> The eye rolled back once again and blood pooling in the mouth, nose, eyes, ears, and all other openings
> You remove the clamps and gloves placing the battery aside
> You're breathing heavily while sweating bullets
> And sit back in a nearby chair
> This kitchen has seen a lot of pain
> So much death
> And you still crave more
> It's been over three weeks since you purchased this foal
> This was fun, more fun than you've ever had with the little fluffies
> Looking at the partially skeletal corpse now open like a science experiment a thought occurs to you
> Retrieving a pair of meat scissors you cut through the tail bone at the base severing it from the fluffy
> "There you go little guy, now you're tail doesn't hurt anymore"
> You stand there expecting a studio audience laugh dark blue tail and scissors in hand
> Instead you hear your own
> The maniacal cackle of a depraved Reddit maniac
> This was so much fun
> And you'll do it all again
> and again
> and again
> and again
> and again...