Anon in Fluffquestria

Anon in Fluffquestria (1/17) !GVbDnFgt0E 06/08/12(Fri)15:33 No.2447762

>Finally after reading enough tulpa threads and enough AiE stories, you have learned how to create your own portal to Equestria
>You cast the dark magicks, and a black portal opens before you
>You step into the portal, waiting to be greeted by all your pony friends
>Instead, a horde of fluffy balls runs towards you and starts yelling about "sketties" and "pway"
>You dun goofed
>This is Fluffquestria!
>You look at them, petting them, wondering how such things could even fucking exist
>Wouldn't they have been killed off by predators or some shit by now?
>You need to test something
>You pick one up and tell it that it's going for a swim
>"Yay! Swim! Swim!"
>You walk over to an ankle-deep stream
>you put the fluffy pony in it, and it immediately drowns
>The other fluffy ponies fucking jump in after it
>They all drown
>You stand there in awe at how you committed genocide without really trying
>Suddenly the corpses begin to move
>Each fluffy pony corpse bursts into two or more foals
>The new foals float to shore, shake themselves dry, and run away from you as fast as they can, like rabbits
>Of course there are shit-tons more of these things
>Some of them have useless wings
>Some have horns
>You go up to one of the fluffy unicorns and ask it to cast a spell, just to see what happens
>It grunts and strains
>The effort of trying to cast something kills it
>Two foals emerge from the corpse
>Well, fucking shit
>The dysgenics are obvious, of course
>When death is reproduction, adult fluffies are going to be prone to die
>Survival of the fittest, turned on its head
>You just wonder why they die of misadventure instead of committing suicide
>Speaking of misadventure, you're getting hungry
>Fluffy ponies that are cooked don't burst into foals
>You slowly realize what you must do
>Using skills learned from Minecraft, you build and fire up an oven
>You find an extremely shallow pool of muddy water that only the dumbest fluffy ponies could drown in
>You run around Fluffyville yelling "Pway!" at the top of your lungs, and soon you have a herd following you
>You lead the fluffies to the mud puddle
>The stupidest ones drown, of course
>Before their corpses can pop, you throw them in the oven
>You see a couple of fluffy ponies not quite getting close to the center of the pool and instead just running around happy in the shallower mud
>These are the smarter ones, and you lovingly break their necks
>Their foals you keep in a pen
>Fortunately, fluffy foals eat damn near anything organic
>They don't digest wood, but leaves, grass, and roast stupid fluffies all get eaten with equal aplomb
>They grow damn fast, from birth to adulthood in a week
>Where the fuck are they getting language?
>One mystery at a time
>Overhead, you see a bunch of winged forms carrying weapons
>You figure you could probably kill a few of these chickens, but you don't dare battle a raiding party of this size
>The griffins visit terror upon the fluffy herds
>You stay hidden with the foals until they leave
>Many fluffies were apparently devoured, some were torn apart, some were broken in two
>Foals start emerging from the ones that weren't too badly fucked up
>One foal has larger wings and a beak, and begins to fly away awkwardly
>So cross-species impregnation is possible with them?
>It takes you a full month to rape every single fluffy pony in Fluffyville
>You ignore the cries of "Nuuuu! No wan' speciaw huggies!" as you systematically fuck every single one of them
>It is a thankless and demanding job, but you do it for the good of the world
>You also try to keep the ones that the griffins had raped
>You try to learn more about the unicorns
>Apparently there is a "Source of All Magics" deep below Fluffyville
>It is an enormous, grey, floating sphere across a bridge over lava, which explains why fluffies don't go there anymore
>You use some cobblestone to prevent the fluffies following you from falling off the bridge
>The stupid ones fall off anyway
>No great loss
>You became a wizard when you turned 30, so the Source doesn't affect you very much
>Nor does it seem to do much to regular fluffy ponies
>The unicorns, however, are deeply affected by it
>Apparently a unicorn with weak magic power dies when exposed to it
>And since those who die, breed...
>You lead the unicorns across the bridge
>The ones who really, really don't want to go are the smartest of all, and you break their necks and make sure to keep their foals
>The ones who make it the farthest to the Source, you also let fluffsplode
>The ones who die too soon, you toss into the lava
>It takes a year before you have fluffies who can cast spells
>One little fluffy shoots lightning when you squeeze it, and another shoots fire
>You think this is absolutely adorable and keep them
>You see the griffins approaching once more
>This time, you are going to fight them
>They have never seen anything like you before
>They have never seen fluffies who are smart enough to run away
>They have definitely never seen fluffies who can fly- apparently the griffin-raped ones never bred well before you got here
>And they have absolutely not seen any fluffy who can cast any magic of note
>Your fluffy weapons burn them down to nothing in seconds
>Oh lawdy, it smells like KFC
>One charred griffin croaks out "When we do not return... more... of us... will come..."
"Let them try."
>Your breeding program continues, more aggressively
>Some of these fluffies are taking longer to grow up, but when they do, they have a greater command of language
>You are making them less fluffy, as well
>One unicorn is bright orange, nearly fluff-less
>She has a whole shit-ton of magic power, too
>She is clearly Queen of the Fluffies, and you name her such
>The griffins' return comes as promised.
>Holy fuck, there's hundreds
>The Queen orders you and all of the fluffy ponies to stay inside
>She runs into the thick of the griffin horde, heedless of her own safety
>ALLAHU AKBAR!
>She blows them all to hell with a suicide explosion
>All you see is a whole lot of griffin guts... and two alicorn foals, one white, one black
>Neither have any fluff on them
>You know immediately who these are
>"Princess Celestia. Princess Luna."
>The griffins never come back
>Princess Celestia is more attuned to the Source than any fluffy.. no, not fluffy.. PONY before her
>The princesses take a very long time to grow up
>You become an old man as you teach them what you have learned from the show, and what ponies should be
>There is a disturbance in the Force
>You see a very familiar form in front of you
"Discord."
>"Oh, the creature knows me! Do you like what I've done with the place? I've made all these horses into little fluffy things that pop when you kill them.. but YOU. You've gone and tried to turn them back. I'm going to enjoy tormenting YOU."
>"No, Discord, you will not!"
>"Oh? And what's going to stop me?"
>"Laughter. Kindness. Loyalty. Honesty. Generosity. MAGIC."
>The Source breaks up into six spheres
>Wielded by the Princesses, the Elements of Harmony turn Discord to stone.
>Fluffies no longer breed the way they used to; they are now stallions and mares
>With their magic, the Princesses can change them all to ponies, removing all traces of fluff
>You know that the portal dropped you into the right place to begin with
>But now you are old... too old to enjoy it
>The Princess understands, and although she can not make you young again here, she can send you back home at the instant you left
>"Before you go, Anonymous, there is one more question. Without your rape and systematic murder, we would have still been those... things! How did you ever get so good at it?"
>"I'm from 4chan, Princess. That's what we do."
>you return to your computer as if no time had passed
>go back to jacking off to pony r34