Babbeh part 3

Babbeh part 3

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Warning:  This story is mostly hugbox, at least for now.  Viewer discretion isn't necessary.


So many things have happened, and you only woke up a little while ago.
A very exciting second day of life.
Your tummy feels kinda funny, like it's full, but lower down.
Maybe you need to drink more milk, it's always on your mind in some form.
But not just yet, you don't want to look away from mommy right now.

There are so many other fluffy voices, your hearing continues to improve as the day passes.
Those right next to mommy talk to her while surrounded by their own long, hard, cold things you can understand, at least some of it.
Mommy talks back to them using lots of new words but you don't like it somehow.
The other voices are louder and sometimes even scary!
They say baby a lot, so are they talking about you?
Or your brother and sister?
They're loud, sometimes the voices sound kind of meanie and you hide in mommy's fluff.
Why would fluffies say meanie things?
That makes no sense, fluffies love and hug and stay together, that's what a fluffy is!
Like many things, you just don't understand yet.

Mommy has shifted too, now she lays with her head against a different side, and for a real good reason.
One of the other mommy fluffies was a meanie and tried to pull your sister through the long, hard, cold things with her hoof!
She likes to walk around close to mommy, making her wingies flap and even sticking her hooves through the long, hard, cold things.
But this time she squeaked and cried, mommy had to pull her back with both hooves and the light colored fluffy who did it was yelling a lot of words, you heard her say "babbeh", "wuv", "miwk", and "nu", amongst lots of others.
Then the really big fluffy who's outside the fluffy homes took that one away for awhile.
You were really afraid when big fluffy brought her back, but she was crying super hard and just laid down.

Then giant fluffy did something amazing, it somehow stopped her from reaching through the gaps.
After a little while mommy tried it too, she couldn't get her hoof in even though it should have worked.
If you remember, you want to try pushing against the hard clear that giant fluffy put there sometime later.
Maybe after hugs.
And milk.
You've got a little tummy owwie, hopefully it'll be your turn soon.

You played with that big fluffy just before the meanie grabbed your sister, it took you out of mommy's fluff for the very first time in those weird, fluffless hooves.
But it put you back when your bum started getting cold.
Now you're with mommy, simply enjoying the feelings that come naturally while your siblings suckle.
Like the warmth she radiates, making your belly and legs nice and warm.
Wanting to feel the same all over, you twist and wiggle, writhe and shuffle, trying to get that warmth everywhere.
huh.
Now your back feels warm like your belly did a moment ago.

Whoa.

Everything is all wrong way up!
Your legs are free to move around and you can see right up through the top of your home.
This is something amazing you've discovered.
You want to name it, but the few words you know fail you.
Nestled in mommy's fluff, you move each leg every way it can, exploring your own physical boundaries.
While your legs are free to sway and run and click your tiny hooves together, your head is a different story.
It's hard to look around like this, you've so much fluff that lifting it off mommy is hard to do, all you can see is red fluff, your front legs and the pure white sky beyond the long hard things of your home.
This was fun and all, but it's time to roll back over, your legs are getting a little cold.

...
It isn't working...
Why isn't it working?
Distress takes hold as your predicament finally dawns on you.
You're stuck!
Flailing your legs and wriggling isn't helping, mommy's fluff is thick and you're sunk deep into it.
Normally this is a great thing but it's keeping you from getting up.
It was so much easier getting the wrong way around, why can't you put your legs where they're supposed to be?
It's so unfair!
Afraid of being this way forever, you start crying as fear overtakes all the good feelings from before.

"Babbeh!  Wuv hewp mummeh miwk! hewp pwease wuv babbeh huwt!

Your panicky pleading for help from mommy used every word you know, your legs are really cold now and it's scary!
Face soaked with tears you wiggle and push off mommy, even biting her fluff trying to get back on your hooves.
Your tummy feels strange;  not like owwies but something else.
Then a feeling of release, and ... wetness?
The warm, wet feel is really uncomfortable and feels strange, you desperately want mommy to help!

"Siwwy babbeh, mummeh gif huggies."

Your world flips over again, and once again your legs are deep within mommy's red fluff, her hooves wrapped around your back.
The tears trickle to a stop and you sniffle a few times, that was scary, you don't like being stuck.
But mommy helped, she made everything better somehow while you were panicking.
She always makes everything better, mommies do that for babies.
But that warm, wet feel is still there, why would that happen?
The world is the right way up again, why are these strange feelings still there?

Right away you don't like it, your whole bottom feels strange and bad.
Even that flappy bit above your rear... the part with darker fluff than your body... your tail!
Even your tail is covered in the bad feeling, it doesn't feel like it's supposed to.
It feels... not pretty.
Yes, that sounds right.
A good way to think about a bad feel.

"Babbeh make poopies!  Nu poopie in mummeh's fwuff, babbeh."

You feel bad, but aren't sure why.
The way mommy talked made your chest feel cold, did you do something wrong?
Something bad?
Bad to mommy?
Oh no!
You did something bad to mommy!
This is the worst possible thing!
Noooooooooooo...

"Nuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu... babbeh... mummeh wuv... babbeh..."

It's so frustrating, you want to get the right words out but they just aren't there!
And she set you down beside her, out of the fluff you love so much.
You must be the worst baby ever.

Mommy rubs at the little spot you've made with your naughty rear, then rubs that leg on the floppy soft thing that smells like her.
She does it a few times until she's satisfied, then turns her attention to you.

"Babbehs nu make pee pee an' poopies on mummeh, nu smewl pwetty.  An' babbeh haf wif taiw, den nu poopies in taiw an' stay pwetty."

Sitting on your rear beside her, you look up at mommy, tears brimming.
How did this happen?
You never wanted to make mommy unhappy.
Reaching up with both forelegs you want to be comforted soooooo badly, despite being such a bad baby.

"Wuv babbeh?"

She smiles down at you and the coldness inside floats away, she isn't angry.
Mommy leans over and picks you up into her hooves, giving the biggest hugs.

"Babbeh wuv mummeh"

Mommy licks the fluff around your head a few times, working out the mess your tears made.

"Mummeh wuv babbeh, need make babbeh cwean an' smewl pwetty 'gain."

Mommy helped you, like mommies do.
You were bad but she'll make everything ok.
You're the luckiest baby in the world to have such a wonderful mommy.
While your hooves are firmly hugging into mommy's fluff, she licks her own leg and starts rubbing at your bottom.
Several time she does this, each time then dragging the dirty leg against the floppy soft thing, leaving a streak of bad smells and yucky.
It feels a little funny but mommy always knows what to do, you hold still for her until she's finished.

"Nao babbeh cwean and pwetty 'gain!"

Pretty, you like that word.
And you think you know what it means now.
It's when fluff goes from not nice to nice, that's pretty.
You like this word.

"Babbeh pwetty!"

Mummeh smiles and strokes the fluff on your back while you lay on her chest, facing her.

"Babbeh vewy pwetty, Stewwa haf pwetties babbehs evah."

She's pretty too, mommy's fluff is perfect and warm and smells so nice.
You wouldn't want to be anywhere else.
But it lasts for only a while.
Your moment of joy is interrupted by a new sound.

*Clack* *Clack* *Clack* *Clack*

It's getting louder.

"Whea babbeh?  Nu faiw, Stewwa haf babbeh den aw mummeh get haf babbeh!"

"Dummy hooman gif bak babbehs, yu haf wowstest owwies if nu gif babbehs!"

"Gif babbehs!  Wan' mah babbehs NAO!  Meanie hooman wisten or get wowstest huwties in poopy pwace!!!"

Then... quiet.
Well not exactly quiet, but much quieter than before.
Every fluffy that was yelling and making their homes rattle suddenly started talking softer.

"Scawy hooman... scawy hooman bak!

"Nu wike, pwease gif babbehs, nu wet meanie hooman huwt babbehs 'gain..."

"Hu hu hu hu...jus' wan' babbeh... pwease, am gud fwuffy, pwease gif babbeh to Toowip."

Suddenly mommy leans forward so much you almost fall backwards, she scoops up your siblings who are feeding and plucks them both away from the teats.
She hugs them together with you, her legs covering so much you can barely see anything but red and muffling their sudden, unhappy cries.

"Hiya girls!  Miss me?  Feels good to be back."

It's a giant fluffy!
And there's more than one!

"Cut it out and help Steve with Coral's cage first"

"You're no fun."

"And don't get used to it, you're still banned after this."

"Whatever."

Some of the giants moved off towards other fluffy homes, but some stayed close too.

"Right.  Now, how long has this been going on for?"

"Ever since they figured out some mothers are keeping their babies, the rest are practically rioting because theirs are still taken away.  There's been some whining about it, but things really kicked in about an hour ago after I weighed Stella's new litter.  One must've finally put two and two together and it spread like wildfire."

"Jesus they're whiny today.  Has it caused any problems?"

"It was worse before everyone came downstairs, I'm sure you can guess why.  It's actually quieter now than it was five minutes ago."

"She has that effect on them, doesn't she.  Just bitching then?"

"One tried to pull Stella's pink pegasus filly through the bars into her own cage, she managed to save it before things got ugly."

"Who the fuck did that?!"

"Her neighbor Tulip but don't worry, she's already had one hell of a time with the sorry stick."

"I'd have shoved it up her ass for pulling shit like that.  The bars aren't wide enough even for a baby's body to fit through and an all pink fluffy isn't cheap.  She would've crushed it... TULIP!"

The giant fluffies are really loud, you wish you could see them again but mommy is hugging you tight so it's not so bad.

"Huuuu hu hu hu hu.... Toowip sowwy, Toowip sowwy, jus' wan' babbeh, Toowip wuv babbehs so much... miss babbehs so much... hu hu hu."

"Don't you give me that sobbing bullshit.  If he hadn't put the divider in there you'd still be trying to get your greedy hooves on those babies.  Want another playtime with the sorry stick?"

The really big fluffies are talking a lot with other fluffies.
You want to see and move to stand.
Mommy talks real quiet when you try.

"Nu babbbeh, haf huggies an' be gud fo' mummeh.  Nu be wowd."

But your sister had the same idea, she wants to stand up and see the giant fluffies too!
Mommy holds you both firm though, even sissy flapping her wings doesn't help.

"Pwease... jus' one babbeh?  Nu sowwy stik, Toowip be bestest mummeh eveh!  Giv wots of wuv an' huggies' an miwkies, and babbbeh be happeh an wuv Toowip bak!  Pwease jus' one babbeh fo' Toowip?"

"Shut it.  You're on the shit list little girl, don't push me."

"Huuuu hu hu hu..."

That fluffy sounds really sad, you want to give her a hug, make her feel better.

So they've all been like this huh?"

"Yes ma'am, they aren't quiet at the best of times but knowing some mares here are keeping their babies has made things a little louder, and a lot more obnoxious.  The plexiglass may stop Tulip, but the rest have been chattering more and more since they found out."

You can feel mommy's heart fluttering;  the normal, steady rhythm pounds relentlessly.
She's hugging so hard it hurts a little, you try voicing your discomfort but mommy only tells you to be real quiet like good babies.
Well your sister is pushing and squeaking and saying she wants up, she mustn't be trying to be a good baby.
Your brother just lays there, content to snuggle.
He's a good baby.

"We don't need these idiots stressing out our testers or themselves, I don't want this BS cutting into our bottom line.  We've pulled some of the crap outta the storage closet, you guys move all six cages in there."

"You got it."

"I'm headed back upstairs.  There's a buyer for unicorns coming in this afternoon.  Said he may take up to five if our foals are good!"

You've almost forgotten the big fluffies are there.
Being hugged so long like this, you've never been deeper in mommy's fluffy and it feels just right all over.
If only your sister would stop squirming.

"So you're gonna turn on the feminine charm huh?"

"Please.  With the white unicorns we've got in stock, he may walk out with ten."

"Here's hoping then.  So it's the same routine, just a change of locale for all of them?"

"Uh huh.  If I remember right it's Marble, Coral, Maple, Gilly, Nel and Stella right?."

"Ri-"

"Pwease nu take babbehs!  Am gud mummeh, yu say nu takies, nu wie to Stewwa!  Babbehs ne-"

"SHUT UP Stella.  Jesus, no one said anything about taking the damn babies.  Just lay there, shut it, and take care of them."

"Stewwa gud mummeh, wuv babbehs an' gif huggies an' miwk and wuv, babbehs weal happeh wif mummeh."

"Look on the bright side, once they're in a closet you won't have to listen to this constant crap anymore."

"No, just the same old crap instead.  Good luck with this afternoon."

"Thanks."

*clack* *clack* *clack* *clack*

Mommy finally moves her hooves off you, your pegasus sister almost rolls off and mommy has to catch her.
She starts crying right away about a hurt wingie, you wouldn't know what that's like.
Mommy's not so... different anymore, she's gone back to the smiles and hugs you love so much, and even better, she says it's your time for milk!
That's a great thing, your tummy owwies were making you feel funny.

She sets you down by a teat and you latch on right away, gently kneading the area with your front hooves like you always have.
It's not something you even think of, it just feels like the right thing to do.
To your left is your brother, mommy must have put him there too.
He reaches over and taps your hoof, you do it back.
It's a game you made up, trying to touch hooves over and over while suckling.
Sissy has no interest in it though, she likes to roam around on mommy's fluff, and even down on the floppy thing that smells like mommy.
You don't understand, why would she ever want to leave mommy?
Everything is perfect here.

Quick as you can you gulp down milk.
You're tummy owwies aren't gone, but are feeling different.
That's when you look over and see the giant fluffies by another fluffy home.
LOTS of them.
You had no idea there were so many, it's really... wow!
Some of them grab a fluffy home with their front hooves...

It's moving!
The fluffy homes can move!

Cries of surprise and fear rise up, every fluffy in the room is talking all at once.
Giant fluffies are moving some of the fluffy homes away.
Once again mommy gathers the three of you up, your sister saying she wants to play instead.
It's like she doesn't understand, a good baby always does what mommy says.
You only had a little milk and you aren't complaining, you're being a good baby.
This time you can see a bit, there are other mommies in the homes, and little babies like you as well.

Then some come towards your fluffy home.
Mommy holds you tight and talks to them again.

"Pwease nu take babbehs, pwea-."

"SHUT UP NOW!!!  I'm not listening to that all the way upstairs.  Shut your damn mouth or I'll shut it for you."

"P..pppwweaase..."

A really loud bang shakes your whole home, for the first time these giant fluffies really scare you!
You try digging down deeper into mommy's fluff while poking the top of your head out, you want to see what's happening too.

And in just a blink, your whole world tilts on it's side.
Mommy slides to one side of the cage and hits hard.
You tumble out of her grasp and land on the soft thing with just a little hurt on your side.
Sissy though is crying and screaming, her whole rear is outside the hard cold things and she's running in place!

"Hey look at this one, she's wedged in there pretty good.  Watch this."

Mommy is trying to flip herself over while holding on to your brother but you can see whats happening.
The really big fluffy's hoof is behind sissy's rear, you don't understand what's going on, only that you're afraid and want back in mommy's fluff right now.

*THWACK*

*Plink*

"Waaaaaaaaa! Waaaaaa owwwwieeeee! Mummeh!  Wan' Mummeh!  Owwwieeeeeeee wwwaaaaaahhhhhh haaaaaa!"

The giant fluffy's hoof smacked sissy's bottom really really hard!
She popped free from the cold hard things and flew right over mommy into the other side.
Mommy is crying, you're crying, and your sister is absolutely wailing.

Your brother is still in mommy's hooves, hiding.
He also made a bad wet spot, but you don't know about that.

"Mummeh!  Hewp babbeh!  Owwies, huwties!  Waaaaaahhhhhhh!"

"Ha ha ha ha, did you see that little sucker go?  Closest she'll ever come to flying for real!"

You try to walk to mommy but the soft thing is all at one end of your home, underneath it is just more hard cold things.
Your legs are sticking through the bottom of home!

... You're going to fall!!!

Now you scream for mommy too, this is so scary a little more of that bad wet feel comes out.
And it hurts, thin hard things pressing into your belly while your legs dangle.
Mommy has finally made her way over to sissy and tries to give her big hugs to make everything better.
She's still crying loud and must have lots of owwies after going through the air and hitting the other side like that.
But you have owwies too!
You call for mommy to come get you, but home is still shaking and tilting, the giant fluffies are taking the whole thing up!
You're going up somehow, it'd be astonishing if you weren't hurting and terrified.

"Mummeh!  Hewp!  Babbeh hewp!  Hewp wuv mummeh!"

You keep on crying out, hoping against hope mommy will get to you soon and take you up into her safe, warm fluff.
And she is trying, but with the soft thing out of the way she keeps slipping on the thin, hard, cold things while your home jolts and shifts.
The sounds of crying fluffies fill your ears, your families and other fluffy homes that have been moved too.

It's almost too much for you to take.
Legs dangling, feeling like you're going to fall all the time, mommy tipping onto her side while trying to get to you, the loud sounds giant fluffies make, your whole home moving...
You want it all to just stop.
Stop and go away.

You're standing up.

Wha?

You're standing on something.
Tear filled, blurry eyes aren't much help but it's something solid, just below the hard thin things.
And you realize all of a sudden, your home has stopped moving.
All the fears and regret and wants of before disappear in a flash, giving way to confusion.
Ok, the fear stays too.

What happened?
Then, red all around you.
Mommy picked you up!
You're safe, safe and okay!
Everything's going to be fine now, mommy has you deep in her fluff and you'll never leave it again.
This is where babies are supposed to be, the turmoil of before already fading into tender feelings and warmth.

*BANG*

Something hits your home so hard it shakes violently.
Well there goes those tender feelings.

"One of you little picks pissed on my foot, now which one was it?"

A giant fluffy stands above your home, they seem even huger now that it rests on the ground.
The home must have been on something really high before, in the other place you saw the giant fluffies from about half way up.

Now you can see it's...
it's... her...
her enormous rear hooves, far bigger than you are, and looking nothing like yours at all.
So huge are they, you have to strain your neck just to see all the way up to her head.
And despite the differences between your family and the giant fluffies, you can tell right away she's giving you an angry look.
Like a smile missing the happy.
Without a moments hesitation you're pushing deeply into mommy and asking her for hugs.

"Hey shit machines, I asked a question."

Mommy takes you up along with your crying siblings.
Now on your back and with two legs wrapped protectively around you, for the first time you can see the entirety of a giant fluffy.
They're just... so huge.
The hugist.
The most hugist things there are.
Nothing could be huger to your mind.

"Nu huwt babbehs, am gud babbehs jus' haf scardies!  Pwease nu huwt, babbeh haf owwies, nu need moar owwies!"

Your sister had been crying non stop since the giant fluffy hit her bum, you think she's hurt every part she has from all the wailing.
your home shakes violently again, the giant's hoof hit one side and your whole family cried out in fear.

"Hey, give it a rest.  These ones are being separated for a reason, they're hands off."

Another giant is talking to the one scaring you so badly.
You want the shaking to stop, your tummy owwies are back and that means time for mommy's milk.
Maybe this big fluffy will make the other one be nice?
It's a different kind, even bigger and deeper sounding.
You think it's a male fluffy and the scary one a female.
You're not sure why, but their scents make you feel like that's the way things are.

"I thought we were just making room for more cages or something.  What's so special about these?  They look like the same old dumbass fluffies to me."

"They're part of an experiment the boss lady is running for a friend of hers.  We've actually been at it for the past month, they each have their own charts, records, it's all buttoned up tight.  I even had to interview all the breeders until our lucky winners here were picked.  Six mares, one litter each, even the stallions got the same treatment.  Now that they've all given birth I gotta watch the babies behavior and health, keeping track of anything unusual."

Mommy hasn't loosened her grip even a little bit, you couldn't look away from the giants even if you wanted to, and you don't want to.
You're still scared, but being enveloped in mommy's fluff gives you the security to watch them with curiosity instead of blind fear.

"So they're all, what, guinea pigs?  For what?

"I'm not supposed to be talking about it, just that these six are special and get to keep their babies."

"You're shitting me, right?"

"Scouts honor."

"Is this why I'm not allowed to go down into the dams basement anymore?"

"No, that's probably because of your impulse control problem."

"Please.  You know what they get like if you let 'em get away with something, they act like they own the place.  That's why you gotta set an example from time to time, make sure they know who's in charge."

"You'll have to take it up with her.  Just don't play with these ones until the test's over, ok?

"Fine, fine.  I'll make some other friends then.  At least tell me why we had to cart these whiners up here."

"When the rest caught wind that so many other mothers got to keep their babies they... well you heard it, they were practically bouncing off the walls.  These babies are supposed to grow up like normal foals and having a room full of pissed off fluffies screaming at them isn't normal."

"Might toughen 'em up a bit."

"That'd be nice, but they'd most likely become nervous wrecks by the time they're weaned, this way I've got more control over what happens."

"Which is?"

"Ask your cousin, she'll tell you if she wants to."

"This is starting to piss me off, I wanna know what's going on."

"Its no big deal, really.  Give me a hand lining them up right and you can go back to help with the breeding, okay?"

They fascinate you, being so different from your family and the other fluffies you've seen.
And it's not just the size, they smell completely different, sound different, and what's with that incredible, multi colored fluff?
Will you grow to be their size some day?
Is mommy going to be like them eventually?
For some reason, you don't like that idea.
No... no you want to stay as you are, stay small and happy, stay fluffy.

Stay with mommy.

With all that scariness over and the giant fluffies finally gone, mommy cautiously lets you roam around her fluff and look at the new place you're in.
Your sister cries into mommy's fluff, still talking about owwies and hurties.
That giant fluffy did a mean thing.
Your brother went straight for mommy's teat and started drinking again.
You'll join him soon, after a little peek at the new world.

It's darker for one, there's only one bright place and it's a ball instead of a many lines.
The smell is totally different.
Musty, stale, not at all like the comforting odor of many fluffies together.
In fact, there are only a few other fluffy homes here with yours.
You can't count, but there's a home beside yours, and some others in front of it, not touching but much closer than in the other place.

The quiet, it's such a difference the quiet is making you nervous.
There used to be so many fluffy voices but now, just mommies, your siblings, and very few others.
You don't like this place, it was scary getting here and too different.
And even if you didn't understand most of it, not hearing all those voices anymore frightens you.
The world as you know it has changed, and there are far fewer fluffies here.
That's not good, fluffies need to stay together, you know that for sure.

Your tummy owwies are back and worse now, hopefully mommy has lots of milk.
You need it's comforting taste to fill up the cold, empty feeling leaving all those fluffies behind has left you with.

* Outside the closet door *

"I can't trust you do do one goddam thing can I?  We NEED these ones in good condition, it's worth a lot of fucking money so don't hurt these babies.  Got it?"

"It's a couple sewer rats no one will miss and you're going on-"

"Hey!  Quick reminder, it's MY name on your pay cheque right?  These fluffies are each being fed a different kind of chow specially made by a customer.  We're testing it for him and that's all you need to know about it.  Do I really have to ban you from the fucking supply closet?"

"If you do it means I don't have to mop up any fluffy vomit right?"

"Quit punching 'em in the gut and maybe they'll stop puking."

"I won't have a scrawny little hairball talk back to me, not ever.  They wanna be badasses they can prove it."

"I don't like my merchandise back talking me either but show a little restraint.  At least use a sorry stick and make sure the rest are watching when a fluffy needs punishment."

"Didn't you see what happened in the basement?  They respect the chain of command when I'm around."

"You mean horrified of what you'll do.  I'm glad we have the dams asses half in their litter boxes, some of 'em shit the second they saw you."

"See?  You need me down there to keep the peace, those guys are too soft and let them get away with murder."

"... I'll think about it.  In the mean time, don't fuck up the test subjects, all right?"

"If you REALLY don't want them behaving properly I'll leave them to you."

"Good.  Well I've got a client to dazzle and I think you're about due to make some babies."

"Yep, more fluffy fucking.  Can't hardly wait."

"See you after lunch."

"see ya."

End part 3