Helping a Fluffy Filly

>Trying to enjoy your lunch.
>Hear screaming and crying coming from the bushes.
>Goddamnit, what now?
>Part the bushes, two feral males are raping a fluffy filly.
>She's little...too little for special huggies.
>Barely old enough to be away from momma.
>She probably got separated from her herd.
>They all freeze in terror.
>They're cornered, they can't run anywhere.
>"Whhhaaahh! Pwease Mista hewp fwuffy! Meanie fwuffies huwt fwuffy!"
"Yeah, I'll help."
>Pick up fluffy filly.
>Take the rubber band from your lunch bag.
>Wrap it around her snout, snap it tight.
"There, that'll help you be quiet."
>Crying filly whimpers in terror.
>You drop her back into the bushes.
>You hear a crack and a pained squeal...she broke a leg.
>Other fluffies look up at you.
>"Fank Mista! Fiwwy very noisy, gif eaw owwies!"
"Don't thank me...if I hear another sound out of you vermin I'll burn you all alive."
>Flick cigarette lighter to drive home the point.
>"Nu buwn fwuffies! Speciaw huggies vewy qwiet! Pwomise!"
>Return to your bench.
>All you hear is a light "enf, enf, enf" sound.
>You can tolerate that.
>You only get 30 minutes for lunch.
>That burned up 5 of them.
>Hope they rape that noisy little cunt to death.