One Step Back, Two Steps Back 1

One Step Back, Two Steps Back
> Purchased a foal
> Lavender fluff, dark blue mane and eyes, with no wings or horn
> A cute little earth colt
> He's been alive for a little over a week
> Just barely old enough to live without his mother
> You personally removed him from his mothers loving embrace
> "Nuu! Bebbeh! Nuu take bebbeh mistaw! Bebbeh too wittow!"
> He chirped wildly for help
> "EEp! Mummah! Hewp! Mummah! Nuu weave! Hewp mummah! Nuu wan weave!"
> That was about ten minutes ago
> He sits unhappily in a cardboard pet box on his fluffy little bottom
> "Daddeh, whew mummah? Wan mummah... wan huggies... nee wuv..."
> The car starting and stereo scared him into urinating
> A small puddle around him he shivers about the cold
> "Mummah... nee huggies... cowt cowd... nee wawm mummah..."
> The foal sniffles in his dark box
> After a short drive you're back home
> The colt squeaks as he is lifted in his box
> "Eep! Movin gain! Giff cowt tuu mummah! Wan mummah! Hewp! Wuv! Hewp!"
> You return to your small house
> Empty your pockets on the kitchen counter after locking the door
> Car keys, wallet, phone, and your Fluffco frequent customer card
> With the number of foals you by it's well worth the initial fee
> A small *tap tap tap* is heard from the box
> Now waddling around the fluffy paws on the walls of his box trying to escape
> "Mummah! Cowt hewe! Hewp cowt! Nee miwkies! Nee huggies! Wan sissy an bwoffa! Mummah! Nee wuv mummah! Pwease?"
> You take out a large cooking pot you don't use and set it on the counter next to the box
> *clang*
> "eep! Woud! nuu wike! nuu soun' pwetty!"
> His eyes strain as you open the cardboard tabs
> "Tuu bwight! Nuu see! I's huwty!"
> Still rubbing his eyes you pick him up by the tail
> His face hits the puddle of urine and lets out a small "Ouchies"
> Now squirming and running in mid-air the colt cries for help from his mother now miles away
> "Taiw huwt! Hewp! Munstah haff taiw! Wun taiw! Wun way!"
> Unfortunately (?) for fluffy, his tail remains firmly attached to his ass
> Perhaps you can help him with that later
> But for now you're planning a little experiment
> You plop the foal into the pot landing on his butt
> "Ouchies! Poopie pwace nuu feww pwetty! Huggies?"
> Some of your fellow fluffy enthusiasts on Reddit have unique methods of enjoyment
> You decide to test how well the foal can heal
> Without a word you place the necessary tools onto the counter
> Knife, stitches, a stitching needle, lighter, plenty of bandages and gauze, disinfectant, a taser, and a step by step instruction manual
> *don don don* the young colt is running around and tapping on the sides of the pan
> Now unable to see you he calls for help
> "Daddie! Whewe mummah! Wittow cowt hewe! Hewp daddie! Cowt scawed! Nuu way out!"
> You place the lid on the pan
> "Waah! Dawk! Woud! Scawy dawk woud! Nuu wike! NUUU Bad poopies! Go way poopies! Nuu! Daddie! Hewp! Cowt nuu smeww pwetty! Poopie pwace huwt! Nee huggies!"
> Good thing you don't use that pot anymore
> You've read the instructions at least a dozen times and it seems pretty straight forward
> But, you doubt this will work
> Not that it matters if it doesn't you're going to have fun either way
> You always have fun with your little fluffies
> Now you open the pot and the stench hits you
> He pooped on himself and all over the bottom of the pot
> It's runny like extra greasy refried beans
> He hasn't had any solid food, only mothers milk
> "Let’s get you clean little guy"
> "Yay wittow gai cwean! Wuv mummah cwean fwuffy fwuff!"
> Hasn't had a bath either apparently
> He doesn't take well to the water
> "NYUU! WAWA BAD! FWUFFY NUU WIKE WAWA! NUUUUUUUUU!"
> The water is way too hot for a fluffy
> It almost burns your hands as you clean the wiggling, now drenched no longer very fluffy, fluffy
> The bath goes on for twice as long as it should due to little guy's constant pooping and peeing
> Pain and fear of water drives his 4th dimensional shit pocket wild
> Till he's empty
> Now crying and shivering on the cold counter top he mewls quietly
> "Wittow gai cowd... wan wawm... daddeh... pwease giff wawm..."
> A quick stay on the heating element of the stove warms him right up
> "EEEE! BUWNY! NUUU! TOO WAWM! TOO WAWM! WAN COWD! HEWP! PWEASE!"
> Even the low heat causes excruciating pain
> But, you don't keep him on long enough to die
> Now tired, still soaked, feet burned you start the operation
> First he is strapped to the cutting board with some metal wire and nails to secure the thin metal
> He is able to breathe but the wire digs into his flesh as he struggles
> "Daddeh! Why meanie? Nuu wan huwty! Wan wawm! Wan dwy! Nuu wan owies!“
> Then he sees the knife
> “MUMMAH! HEWP! HEWP FWUFFY! WITTOW GAI NUU WIKE HUWT! HEWP!”
> As it descends on his thin legs he lets out a cacophony of pleas
> "MUMMAH! HEWP! COWT SOWWY! SOWWY! NUU! HEWP! NUUU! NUUUU! NUUU! N-EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"
> The blade easily separates flesh and joints break with a light snap of the fingers without any muscle attached
> One by one the legs are removed, but not cauterized
> Instead each leg is turned around and reattached at the joint
> His squeal has long since gone hoarse but he manages to hyperventilate and let out tiny infant chirps
> "EE! EE! EE! EE! EE! EE!"
> Once the skin and muscle is sewn back together the legs flop lifelessly at the joints
> The pain sends the fluffy into shock as nerves begin to reattach
> A heart attack kills him