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My Giant and Me (A Fluffy Pony Hugbox Story) Part 4

Aug 23rd, 2012
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  1. My Giant and Me, Part 4
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  3. >Be Silk, a Fluffy Mumma ... and now you have three babies.
  4. >Red and Pink babies were yours, you gave birth to them, hurt a lot.
  5. >There's now a new baby, smaller than the other two, white-fluffed, with small red eyes. Looks a little strange, used to smell not-pretty, but not anymore.
  6. >Smells of you and Bruce and your other Babies.
  7. >You love it too. And the White Baby loves you and the other two Babies too.
  8. >It's hard work looking after three babies, rather than two, however. Your babies eat one at a time, and the other two have hugs, because otherwise the Babies are mean to each other, and that makes you sad.
  9. >Little White gets more milk than the other two, because they are so fat, and he is so small. Thankfully you eat lots of good nummies yourself, and make lots of Milk for your babies.
  10. >Pink and Red babies are not hungry right now, having had your milk-nummies while you were asleep, when you were dreaming about your Brothers and Sisters, but the two babies do love to sleep with your teats in their mouths, so you let them do that.
  11. >Little White likes to sleep cuddled against your chest, as often as it can.
  12. >Little White likes to hug you a lot, says 'Mumma' a lot too, rubbing it's face on your chest.
  13. >Tell Little White you love it and won't let it have tummy-owies or be scared anymore.
  14. >Little White said to you 'wuv mumma' after that and went to sleep.
  15. >Bruce is still lying between you and the steps, although he's asleep now too. His snoring is very, very loud, but it's also very comforting to you.
  16. >Bruce saved you from the Bad Fluffies today, but not soon enough to stop the Meanie White Mare from kicking you a lot.
  17. >Feel so very sore, and it hurts to move, but at least no boo-boo juices .....
  18. >Hear the Back Door open, and there's Daddy.
  19. >His happy face rapidly goes away when he sees the state your fluff is in, and the third baby clutched to your chest.
  20. >"Silk?" He asks as Bruce wakes up and wags his tail at Daddy. "Where did that white foal come from?"
  21. >"Daddy, bad Fwuffies come, huwt Siwk." You babble, hoping Daddy can do something about your owies. "Bad Meanie Pink Fwuffy who huwt Siwk came back wit' Meanie Fwiends, huwt Siwk, twy to steaw Baybehs."
  22. >"Bwuce chase dem away! Bwuce chase dem away fwom Siwk, den fin' baybeh dey weft behind an' gif to Siwk to gif Nummies an' Huggies." You finish, gasping for breath, your babies, all three of them, chirping and saying "Mumma? Bwuce? Mumma!"
  23. >"Ferals? Oh God, Silk, you poor girl!" Daddy groans, kneeling down and running his fingers through your fluff. "Ooh, you've got some nasty bruising, but nothing seems ...."
  24. >Daddy is staring at Little White, who is smiling and staring back at Daddy with his funny red eyes open wide.
  25. >"Uh ... Silk? That baby ... can I see it?" He asks softly.
  26. >"Yes Daddy." You say, and gently pull Little White off your chest. He squeaks in alarm until you rub your muzzle against him. "Baybeh nu cwy, Daddy wan gif yuu huggies too!"
  27. >"Huggies! Wuv!" Little White giggles as Daddy gently takes the baby in between his fingers and turns the Foal around and around.
  28. >"Well holy shit, an Albino." Daddy mutters in surprise, tickling the baby's belly by blowing on it, making Little White squeal with laughter. "Hmmm ... Silk, do you want to keep this one?"
  29. >"Siwk wuv aww hew baybehs!" You say shortly, feeling very confused. Why would Daddy ask that! You love your babies!
  30. >"Well ... you've only got two teats...." Daddy replies softly, handing the Little White Foal back, who giggles and shuffles down to your teats to bump aside the Red baby and suckle.
  31. >"Siwk make wotsa miwk, pwomise!" You say, looking at Daddy's face. He looks worried. Does he know something? Is something bad going to happen?
  32. >"Well, if you feel confident Silk, alright. But you are getting extra milk tonight, and you must drink all of it, understand. You need to eat a lot so your babies can have lots of milk."
  33. >"Yes Daddy!" You cheer happily! Hooray! Daddy understands!
  34. >"And Bruce, good boy, good boy." Daddy sighs and rub's Bruce's head, making the Saint Bernard 'woof' happily. "Now, uhm .... okay, first, Silk, you and the babies come inside with Bruce."
  35. >"Oh-tay. Bwuce come to safe woom wit' Siwk?" You ask hopefully. Bruce was so good today, he should sleep inside in the Warm Place too!
  36. >".....Yeah, just for tonight." Daddy says, and picks you up, babies and all!
  37. >Hooray! Sleep over for Bruce!
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  41. >Stare out over your garden, at the ruined ferns and plants, at the mangled remains of your flower-beds and the shit-covered bush.
  42. >"Hell .... Ferals. Again." You mutter, taking in the destruction. You'd probably pay close to a hundred dollars just to replace the plants that have been mangled beyond all repair, but thankfully you've still got some seeds left over.
  43. >It'll take weeks before they grow to full size, however, and while Silk knows not to eat the Plants, her Babies probably won't make that distinction for a few weeks yet.
  44. >Speaking of which ... an Albino Fluffy? Never heard of that before. You wonder what kind of freaky breeding was required to make a Fluffy who was totally devoid of colour, and then decide you don't want to know.
  45. >But you do know you can see the Ferals 'hiding' under the bushes and ferns, staring at out you intently.
  46. >No fear, just wariness and confusion.
  47. >There's a shit-smeared one up at the back whispering for the other Fluffies to stay quiet, while simultaneously giving away his own position.
  48. >And it's a Pink Pegasus ....
  49. >Grit your teeth and push down the urge to go stick a power-drill up his ass.
  50. >But that doesn't mean you still can't have some revenge on behalf of your poor, much-abused little girl.
  51. >"It's a good thing that my Fluffy, Silk is inside. Only Bad Fluffies get wet." You say, overly loud, and walk with exagerated nocholance over to the sprinkler controls.
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  55. >"See, towd yuu! Hoomin nu can see Fwuffies jus' shut up!" Your Smarty Friend sneers, his pink fluff a sharp contrast to the pale green leaves of the Fern he is hiding under. "Now, Fwuffies aww ......"
  56. >hissssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss
  57. >"Wha' da-" Somebody asks before strange Black Things poke up out of the ground and start spitting water at everyone!
  58. >"Nuuuuuuuu~!" The Herd shrieks as one, rushing out of the garden to escape the spray of cold water that hits them right in the eyes, soaks their fluff, sprays over their poopie holes and no-nos!
  59. >But there's bigger Meanie Black Things springing up out of the Grass! They have big, strange-looking beaks and shiny metal springs....
  60. >Cht-Cht-Cht! They chatter angrily at the Fluffy Ponies as they spit Water at the Herd! So hard! So cold!
  61. >Hear one of the Fluffy Mumma shriek in horror as a blast of Wa-Wa's knocks one of her Babies clean off her fluff, and she rushes over to grab it and cower on the grass, her other Foals scrambling down to hide under her and gibber in fear.
  62. >Then the Meanie Black Thing spins around and does it again, hitting other Fluffies with hard blasts of Wa-Wa's that makes them shriek!
  63. >"COWD! Cowd Wa-Wa's!" They howl as the blasts of water from the sprinkler-system! No matter where they run, there's little Thin Black Things in the garden spraying Water everywhere, or Big Black Things with Beaks spitting water in hard, short bursts!
  64. >"Nu, is onwy Wa-Wa's, Fwuffies nu....." Smarty Friend begins to shout, dripping wet, when one of the Big Black Things with Beaks turns and sprays him right on his Biggest-Huwties Place-Where-Tail-Once-Was, and the Smarty Friend shrieks in pain and fear, rushing forwards blindly.
  65. >Naturally, you all follow him, because he is the Smarty Friend! He must know of the way out!
  66. >But the Smarty Friend is screaming and making Sorry Poopies and running and crying so hard he runs head-first into the side of the Hoomin's Safe Place and goes to sleep!
  67. >"Smawty Fwieeeeeeeeeeeeeend!" The Herd shouts in dismay, clustering around him as they are pelted and soaked with the freezing cold Wa-Wa's as the Sun starts to disappear behind the Hills. "Fwuffies wan' gu home now!"
  68. >"Wuuuueeeeehhhhhh ...." Smarty Friend replies groggily, eyes spinning in his head.
  69. >And then more of the Thin Black Things spring up from the narrow border between the Hoomin's Safe Place and the Grasses .....
  70. >"NU 'GAIN!" You yell in horror as you are soaked, for the third time this afternoon, by the Meanie Thin Black Things!
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  74. >Be the Owner of Silk and Bruce.
  75. >Sip your cup of coffee and raise an eyebrow as you watch the comedy act of dripping wet Fluffy Ponies scrambling around your much-abused yard, howling in fear and confusion as your automated sprinkler system gives them the best soaking of their lives.
  76. >Fluffy Ponies might not drown so easily these days, but damn, do they not like cold water!
  77. >"Daddy! Wat dat noise? Bad Fwuffies bawk?" Silk asks nervously from the couch, the Albino Foal clinging to her chest and snuggling her.
  78. >"Nope, they're just leaving." You smirk as you watch the Ferals rush around, tripping over their own sodden, water-heavy Fluff, and shut the glass window, muting the howling protests to a dull whimper. "Now, eat your treats and settle down, Silk, you and I need to have a long talk on your new baby, okay?"
  79. >"Yes, Daddy!" Silk smiles as her two other Foals clamber up onto her shoulders and wave their little legs at you, giggling.
  80. >Now where did you put your camera ....
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  85. >The Herd is dripping wet and freezing, even in a Hug-Pile.
  86. >Can't roll on the grass to get dry, that's wet and freezing too.
  87. >Can't roll in the dirt under the bushes, that's wet and freezing also.
  88. >Can't find the Hole to leave the Yard, that's hiding somewhere!
  89. >And the Smarty Friend is too mean to go look for it!
  90. >"Nu weave wit nu Wed Speshaw Fwiend!" he snaps angrily, kicking at a Stallion who begged him a second time to lead the Herd away from this 'Meanie Pwace!'
  91. >He insisted that everyone look for a warm, dry spot for the Fluffy Mummas to sleep in, and since the Fence was the only place that was relatively dry, everyone followed it until it came to a corner .....
  92. >Slightly drier. Damp, but the bushes are thick overhead here.
  93. >"Mummas Fiwst, den Smawty Fwiend, den Stawwions, den Bad Mumma. Nu wan Bad Mumma twy tu steaw Baybehs." Your Pink, Tail-Less Smarty Friend snarled, and grudgingly, with a lot of complaints, the Fluffy Mummas were squeezed into the Slightly-Dry Place, then the Smarty Friend snuggled between them.
  94. >Then the Bad Mumma sneered and said she didn't want to sleep next to a Smarty Friend who did not smell pretty.
  95. >The two remaining Fluffy Mummas found the courage to also complain that "Smawty Fwiend nu smeww pwetty ... woww on Gwasses, den haf Hug-Piwe?"
  96. >Smarty Friend did not like that, but agreed he would have to smell pretty so the Babies would be happy.
  97. >So he shuffled out, after kicking the Bad Mumma in the shins, which was very mean, and everyone climbed and shoved their way around the Fluffy Mummas to make a wall of wet-and-cold fluff, and tried to think warm, dry thoughts.
  98. >The Bad Mumma was left on the outside, fuming and limping on her Owies Leg, and then the Smarty Friend came back, even wetter than before and frowned.
  99. >By the time Smarty Friend returned, almost everyone else was asleep, nuzzling each other's Fluff and hugging as best they could as they shivered from the cold water that still lingered in their Fluff.
  100. >No place left for him in the Hug-Pile. He could walk over the other Stallions to sleep on top of the Hug-Pile, but he had too many Owies to risk making them angry enough to hurt him further.
  101. >The Bad Mumma and the Tail-Less Smarty Friend scowled at each other and stomped away to the opposite ends of the Hug Pile and squashed in as best they could.
  102. >"Hate yuu...." The Bad Mumma whispered, glaring over the Hug-Pile at the Smarty Friend. "Nu wet Fwuffie haf hew Baybehs bawk!"
  103. >"Hate yuu moar." The Smarty Friend retorted, sneering back. "Wed Mawe pwettiew dan yuu. Haf bettah Baybehs tuu."
  104. >Bickering in whispers, the two spat insults until the moon finally peeked over the horizon, and sheer fatigue sent them off to sleep with the rest of their shivering, damp Herd, while inside the Hoomin's Safe Place, the Red Mare and the Dog Munsta watched over the three Foals playing with their first ball.
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