First Milkies

WuvsAndHates, August 14, 2012; 07:13 / FB 3671
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FIRST MILKIES
(Revised from the old 4Chan version.)

Another story involving cruel genetic mutations. These are fun. Endless suffering without any "real" abuse.

>It's a rare sight: fluffy daddy who actually lives with pregnant fluffy momma
>And both are strays
>Usually daddies either die, run away, or simply don't care
>But this daddy cares
>He gets her food
>Rolls her around when her legs no longer reach the ground
>He sleeps while hugging her belly, to keep the babies warm
>Protects her when it's raining
>Finally, after weeks of gestation, it is time for the wittwe fwuffies to come out
>After some pushing, two little slimy foals slide out
>Momma and daddy fluffy gently nuzzle the newborns
>Lots of hugs and happy babbling
>Momma licks the chirping creatures clean
>Time for their first milkies
>She lies on her back and daddy helps the babies up on to her belly
>They crawl around, looking for the teats
>But they don't find them
>Something is wrong
>They burrow in her fluffs, and chirp in hunger
>But they can't find the teats
>Where are they?
>"Babeeh hungwy! Gif miwk!" daddy hurries
>"Momma gif miwk! Why babeeh no get miwk?" momma wonders
>The foals chirp louder in worsening hunger
>They squirm around and check every spot on momma's belly
>But find no teats
>They simply aren't there
>Time passes, the foals are getting hungrier
>Parents are getting hungry too and daddy leaves for a moment
>Momma keeps trying to feed the foals
>He returns some time later, carrying a mouldy half-eaten bread and some fruits he dug up from some trash can
>Momma hasn't fed her babies
>Foals still chirp and crawl around in her belly fluffs
>"Why momma gif no miwkies? Babeeh hungwy!"
>He's unable to understand why she hasn't fed their babies
>She does not understand either
>They don't understand it, but she suffers from a rare genetic mutation: she has no teats at all!
>No teats, nothing related to milk production
>"Momma... momma be good fwuffy! Momma gif babeeh miwkies!" she still tries
>The foals resort to suckling her belly fluffs
>That won't quench their burning hunger

>Hungry momma picks up an apple
>"GIF BABEEH MIWK!" he screams and slaps the fruit away from her
>"Momma gif miwk! Why babeeh no dwink?" momma is on the verge of tears
>Foals really *really* need their milk, right now
>"BAD MOMMA! FWUFFY BAD!" daddy fluffy is really angry now
>"Mumma no bad fwuffy!" she starts to cry
>Foals cry weakly in intense hunger
>No more Mr. Nice Daddy
>"GIF BABEEH MIWK!" he screams
>Momma cries and nuzzles the foals
>"Momma be good! Momma no bad fwuffy!" she sobs
>Almost three hours since the foaling, the babies getting really weak
>The first milkies are extremely important
>They don't have much time left
>In fact, the other of them is already very quiet
>Still breathing, but not for long
>Daddy picks it up and holds it in his hooves
>"HEWP BABEEH!"
>He nuzzles it
>He places the foal on his belly, but daddies don't have teats
>(They have dicks, but let's not go there, it has been done already)
>Soon the foal on his belly stops moving and goes silent
>"NUUUU! BABEEH!" they both scream
>Both nuzzle and hug the dead foal
>And cry
>And cry some more
>They're too busy hugging the dead foal to notice when the other squirms too far away and falls off
>It lies on the pavement, chirping its last chirps and soon stops breathing
>Both foals are now dead
>They hadn't even opened their eyes yet!
>When momma and daddy fluffy finally notice the other dead foal, it only makes their wailing louder
>They continue to cry until it's almost dark
>Finally, daddy gets up
>He has had enough
>"BAD FWUFFY! BAD MUMMA!" he screams and turns around
>"NUUU! MUMMA NO BAD! MUM..."
>*kick*
>Daddy kicks her in the face
>A human wouldn't even have noticed the kick, but for a fluffy it's painful
>It takes a few seconds for her brains to register the pain
>She screams her lungs empty from the pain
>Daddy waddles away, crying
>So much for that "family"
>(Don't worry. Daddy fluffy gets crushed by a car some hours later. Should have stayed with her.)
>Momma fluffy cries and cries
>She wails in her lonely existence
>No daddy, babies dead, face hurts, nobody to hug, all alone and abandoned
>She licks some rainwater and gnaws the bread he left behind
>It's tough and fluffy teeth aren't good, but she manages to eat some small bites
>She eventually cries herself to sleep

>Early next morning she wakes up to some noises
>"Momma! Gif miwkies! Hungwy!" she hears from somewhere near
>It's a fluffy foal blabbering!
>"B...babeeh?" she weakly asks and slowly gets up
>"Babeeh? Wheve babeeh?"
>She sees the remains of her own babies on the ground
>"NUUUUUUU!" she screams and starts to cry again
>"Momma? Miwkies?"
>It's not her babies
>Slowly, she waddles out of the alley and around the corner
>Another fluffy mare is lying on the road
>Her belly is torn open, intestines have poured out, mouth open and frozen in her last scream
>Most likely she was hit by a car
>Two little foals scurry around their dead mother
>They're maybe a week old
>"Wan miwkies! Hungwy! Momma!" they beg, while poking and hugging her legs
>They don't yet understand that their momma is dead
>They climb up and manage to suck off a few little drops of milk from her mostly intact teats
>Those drops are all that's left
>Foals notice the other mare staring at them
>"Waaah!" they hide behind their momma's legs
>"Momma! Heeewp!" the foals squeak
>The teatless momma panics
>"Nuuu! No owwies! Momma no gif owwies!"
>"M-momma?" the foals ask
>"Fwuffy am momma."
>She has forgotten that she can't give milk
>"Momma! Miwk! Miwk!" the foals run over to her, forgetting their real momma
>All they want is milk, it doesn't matter who gives it
>"Miwk! Hungwy! Gif miwk!" they squeak
>Momma fluffy happily obliges, plops down and spreads her legs
>Right there, on the middle of the road
>Fortunately for them, it's early and there's no traffic yet
>She picks up the foals and places them on her belly
>They crawl around and poke her belly with their little muzzles
>But find nothing
>"Mumma! Wheve miwk? Wan miwk!" they squeak
>"Wah? Mumma gif miwkies!"
>"Miwk! Miwk! Hungwy!"
>She can't help them
>No milkies

>Young foals need lots of milk and they have gone some six to seven hours without
>They're getting weaker and weaker
>She can only nuzzle and hug them
>The foals cry in hunger and hug each other
>The carcass is starting to reek, so the foals waddle away with their "new" momma
>"Mumma! Gif miwk! Hungwy!" they still beg
>Momma returns to the alley
>Foals see the other two dead foals and start to cry
>"Nuu! No wan owwies!" they beg
>"Momma no huwt babeeh! Momma no bad fwuffy!" she cries again
>The day passes slowly, their hunger growing
>Momma eats the remaining bread, but can't help the foals
>It's getting too late to help the foals
>They're very weak already
>She still tries to nurse them
>Still no life-giving teats found
>The foals' chirping gets weaker and weaker and soon stops
>Momma fluffy can only wail
>Too much sadness
>Now she's really alone
>Surrounded by dead foals
>No daddy
>Nobody to hug
>No more nommies
>Nothing left
>She just lies on her back and cries
>She just wanted to be a momma...
>It starts to rain
>It hasn't rained this hard in months
>The torrential rain carries the foals' remains away
>And drowns the poor momma
The End