Fluffy Rescues a Runt (6/24/12) (didn't read lol)

'You are a fluffy mare named Peach. You have light orange fluff and a yellow mane and tail. You're very happy because you're going to be a fluffy mama soon! Your special friend is a pale blue pegasus fluffy with a green mane and tail. He's no handsome and you were so excited when he gave you special hugs. You and he live in the big park in the safe bushes, away from the human paths. You like humans, but your special friend says they can be mean sometimes. Today is so pretty out, you're sitting in the soft nest your special friend made for you out of an old human blankie. You're too big to move on your own now, your leggies don't work anymore, but it's okay because your special friend brings you all the nummies he can. Most of the time he brings flowers and grassies, other times he brings you human nummies like "chock-wit" and bread! He's such a good special friend, he's going to be such a good daddy!

Suddenly you have big tummy owies! Not like poopie owies or no nummie owies... like.. like.. BABY! You're having your babies! How wonderful! Owie! You need help, you need special friend!
- "Waaaaah! Hewp! Hewp! Tummy owies! Hafin' babbeh!" you shout.
You special friend rushes out of the bushed with nummy flowers in his mouth. He runs over to your side and gives you huggies.
- "Specheiw fwend hafin' babbeh! You gon' be good mumma!" he coos.
- "*pant pant* WWWWAAAAAAAAAAAAH OWIES!" you scream until suddenly a little slimy thing drops out of you. You can't see it, but it's making noises... it's your baby! You want to hug it but you're too big to turn around. Your special friend picks it up in his mouth, and gives it to you. You lick it clean of the goop and give it huggies. This happens four more times, by the end you're normal size again. You push the first four babies down to your teats, you only have four, so you give the fifth one huggies while it waits. So many beautiful babies. Three fillies, two colts. One is pink with a horn, one is red with wingies, one is purple with no wingies or horn, and the last two are both yellow with no wingies or horn. You live them all so much, they're the most beautiful babies in the whole world. You  and your special friend spend the rest of the day cuddling with the babies as they suckle milk from your teats, each taking turns. They're such good babies.

The next few days are the happiest ever! You cuddle with your babies as they suckle, your special friend gathers nummies and watches the babies when you have to make poopies and peepees. Your babies cry the whole time you're gone, they don't like being away from your fluff.

One day, the baddest thing ever happens! Meanie monsters show up. You think they're called "cy-o-tees". Your special freind makes himself look really scary! He puffs his cheeks out and stomps his hooves. He's so bra- OH NO! One of the meanie monsters has him in it's mouth, it starts to drag him away, no!
- "Nuuuu! Doggy munstas! Wet go fwuffy, spesheiw fwen' and babbehs need daddeh!" he struggles, but the "cy-o-tee" is too strong. It bites down more and he lets out a big scream. All the screaming scares your babies you were sleeping peacfully in your fluff. They only learned to open their eyes yesterday and now they're face to face with big scary things that aren't fluffies. The babies panic and fall off your fluff, they scramble in all different directions on their little leggies, screaming.
- "Nu babbehs! Don' wun way fwom mamma! Mumma keep you safe!" They can't hear you, they're too panicked. Suddenly two of the "cy-o-tees" turn around and rush over, attracted by your babies screams. They rush over and pluck two of your foals into their mouths.
- "Nuuuuuuuu! Pwease cotee munstas! Nu take babbehs! Too widdle! Need mummy!" you scream, but they don't listen. Your babies shriek in terror as one by one, they're snatched up by the monsters. You're running in small circles now, you don't know what to do, your special friend is leaking owwies wa wa and his screams are getting quieter. Now all the cotee monsters have a foal in their mouths. Two other ones are holing your special friend. They start to leave, you try to give chase, but your leggies are short and they move so fast. Your babies call out to you "Mumma mumma!" your special friend holds his hoofsies out to you as he is taken away. You're all alone now. Your babies are gone, your special friend is gone.

The next day, you wake up, alone. You look aruond you, there are little bits of fluff everywhere. You smell the nest blankie, it smells like your foals and your special friend. You begin to cry. Your tummy starts to make hungry owwies, you need to look for food. You leave the safe bushes for the first time in a long time, you try to take the nest blankie with you, but a meanie prickly bush wont let it go. You leave it. You look arourd for what feels like hours but all you can find is a few berry nummies. Suddenly you hear a noise, another fluffy! It's a colt, he's black with a yellow mane and tail. You don't know him, but you're relieved to meet another fluffy like you!
- "Hewwo! Me name Stwipe! You wost? Nee' nummies?" he's so nice!
- "Yes pwease" you say in a small, sad tone.
Stripe takes you to another part of the park, where there is a big pink fluffy mare laying on a nest of leaves. It takes you a moment to realize that she's going to have babies! How... nice for her. Stripe approaches the mare and whispers.
- "Fwowahs! Stwipe fin' fwuffy mawe aww by sewf!, We be fwen's wif her? Gif nummies?"
- "Nuu!" The mare yells "Nu haf stwange mawe! Fwowahs haf babbehs soon! Nee' aww nummies!"
You're disheartened, to say the least, you really could use some friends right now. Stripe waddles back to you with a sad look "Sowwy, Peach, Fwowahs say nu can st-" he's cut off by his mares howls of pain. You know what kind of pain makes that sound, she's having her babies. "WWWWWWWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"

Lots of screaming and crying later, the mare called "Flowers" now has three beautiful foals suckling at her teats. It makes you moan a little, your teats are still engorged with milk... milk meant for YOUR babies. Flowers looks at you with a mean face "You go swange mawe! Nu wan' you be 'wound mah babb- WAAAAAAAAH!". One more foal comes out of Flowers, it's a little smaller than the other three. Stripes picks it up in his mouth and brings it over to Flowers face. She sniffs it, but her face scrunches up.
- "Nu! Nu mah babbeh! bad babbeh!" she yells.
- "Wha? But Fwowahs, is yo' babbeh! It ou' babbeh! It come fwom you!" Stripe protests.
- "Nuuuu! Nu mah babbeh! Dummy babbeh! Fwowahs need save miwk fo' good babbehs!"
You trot over quietly and sniff the baby, it smells terrible, but.. it's a baby. It's a baby and it needs milk and hugs!
- "Buh, Fwowahs" you say "You haff fo' miwk paces, wittew babbeh can dwink fwom dat one da ova babbehs not usin'"
- "Nuuu! Dummy mawe! You no kno nofin' you no haff babbehs!". You start to well up as you think about your babies. You look over at the little "bad baby" which Stripe has placed several feet away from Flowers. It's still covered in goo, it's chirping and doing what little wiggling it can. It's hungry! It looks so helpless, helpless like your babies were when the monsters took them. You need to explain to Flowers that this is important.
- "Nu, Fwowahs! Peach do haff babbehs! Wots of babbehs, but meanie munstas take dem. You need ap-wee-shee-ate yo' babbehs, aww yo' babbehs!". Flowers just scowls at you.
- "Nuu! Bad dummy babbeh no get miwk! and you a bad mumma fwuffy if yo' no haff yo' babbehs no mo'!"

What did that cunt say? She just called you a bad momma! Oh hell naw, it's on. You slam a hoof down on the pink bitches head. She wails in pain calling you a "meanie". Stripes runs over to stop you, but you're too quick. You duck behind him and yank at his special lumps with your teeth. They pop right off with a few tugs. He screeches like a foal and keels over, hugging his hoofs to the bloody area where his lumps once hung. You feel bad, he was a nice fluffy, but now onto Flowers. She's already waddling away... without her babies. They chirp softly in the nest, mouths opening and closing in search of a teat. You'll deal with that in a moments, but right now it's time for Flowers. You jump on her back, causing her to collapse. You start to bite and stomp her as she protests.
- "Ouchies! Wet go o' Fwowahs! Dumb meanie bad mumma! Dey mah babbehs!"
- "Nu! You bad mamma! You no take cawe aww yo' babbehs! You wet widdeiw one go wif'ou' miwk! Now you twy weave yo' ofa babbehs behind!" You continue to stomp.
- "Nu! Fwowahs good mumma! She begins to sob as you continue your onslaught on her head and back.
- "Nuh uh! You no ap-wee-shee-ate babbehs! Peach haf bootifu' babbehs, but munsta take 'em! Now Peach see you haff babbehs, happy fo' you! but you no even cawe! You no gif wuv to aww yo' babbehs! You bad mumma! I kiww yew!". For several more moments, you stomp on the fat pink mares head until it's crushed in.

Getting up, you waddle over to the smallest baby, still covered in goo. You lift it up gently in your mouth. You bring it over to the vacant nest where the other babies have squirmed in all directions. Picking them all up, you place them onto your engorged teats. They whine for a moment, thinking something isn't right, but then they forget and start suckling from you. You have now cleaned the small baby and have placed it on your last vacant teat. It noses around for a moment before suckling eagerly. You sigh a sigh of relief. You are to happy, you have babies again. They're not like your old babies, but they're babies all the same, your babies now.

Several days later, your babies are moving around on their own. They stumble a bit, but eventually get the hang of it. You're so happy, you're safe and warm with your new babies. The babies all play and explore, giggling and hugging each other. One of the babies comes up to you, it's the little one that Flowers didn't love. He waddles up to your teat and starts to suckle. You coo at him, he looks up at you with big, happy eyes and says.
- "Wub 'ou, mumma"

The End.

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