FLUFF ABUSE THREAD

FLUFF ABUSE THREAD
FUCK YOU EDITION

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From the last thread
>You go to the shelve where you keep your cat treats and shake a pack of treats
>the cat comes rushing in and mewing at you
>You give the cat some treats.
>You foal is gasping for air, bawling and trying to reach its rump with its hooves
>You pick the foal and open the door
>The fluffy lands on your leg and starts smotering you about its foal
>You kick it out
>You put the head of the foal between the frame and the door
>Body in, head out
>You then close the door
>The foal gets trampled under the door
>The mare goes batshit crazy
>"BABBEH, NUUUUUUU!"
>It starts to slam against the door
>And bawling
>And sobbing
>And slaming against the door all day
>By the time the noon comes, the fluffy limits itself to sob quietly.
>"Huuuu...uuuuu...babbeh..."

wat do

Hose the mare away

best karma comics/stories or text stories from the view point of a fluffy in the wild?

Get the mare drunk and have the cat fuck it to death

dude, if you had a MLP that could produce babbies, then you could make your own LP boxes forever

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I'm not sure what you see in this or why you post these pictures.

This truly is cancer

Is there any way to post a sound file?

That actually sounds like a plausible occurrence

vocaroo holmes

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Yo want thisen Peg?

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these threads are homo. op is a no gf having faggot w/ no life. who even puts any effort into spamming garbage no one cares about?

losers, thats who

Drawing is hard. How about sounds?

Record music with Vocaroo >>

Yes, I am fully autistic.

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Nobody cares

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You know what's funny? if fluffies were real, even without government vermin extermination programs it would have been a civic duty to kill as many ferals as possible
letting them live would literally drop first world water and city block sanitation to third world levels on account of contaminating them with gigantic amounts of feces and dead bodies

in the wild they would absolutely ruin ecosystems from literally the ground up, as an artificial invasive omnivorous species that multiplies faster than any other mammal of their respective size

tl; dr killing unowned fluffies is an absolute necessity like killing bubonic plague vermin

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kek. voice isn't as annoying as i would have imagined, but good job anyway.

>Be you, just sitting at home. Chillin.
>Suddenly theres a tap on the door
>The one from the backyard
>It cant be the ice, its too hard
>No, it can be only one thing.
>A small herd managed to squeeze through the hole your fence
>Youll have to patch it up later
>You decide, since they haven't seen you yet, to scare them a little.
>Turn off all the lights
>Get your maracas
>Get Darth Vader helmet
>Go over to the door, and open it
>The leader steps in, curious and cold, but glad to be inside now
>He calls the others to join him
>Few others, probably toughies, mares, and foals around and on their plume
>Turn on your helmet's voice changer
>"HOW DARE YOU TRESPASS INTO MY DOMAIN"
>You yell as loud as you could, startling them but not to the point of shitting themselves.
>Start to shake maracas in slow, hard shakes
>The jingles attracts the foals, their mothers try and hold them back
>One squeezes through
>It comes to where the light from the backyard ends
>It can see your boot, and it looks up.
>You stop shaking your maracas, and stare at the little blue and orange foal

Cont.?

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Bite the fucker's head off and shove the rest in the freezer and microwave

Orange and Blue is now your apprentice. Teach him the ways of the dark side.

or thisen here?

What's that black thing?

Thanks. I thought I posted it wrong. How do you access it?

why is this one so popular? I don't even think it's that funny.

guys dont click that i just has to explain what happened to my parents and i got beat hard by mom it does a googles search of cp and alerts the authorities my mom is trying to explain to the police and im in my room freaking out im so dead

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Sorry Stick, drawn as though it was in motion.
>Kind of like how Sonic looks like when he runs, IE his legs turn into a red wheel, even though his legs are not a red wheel
>excuse the autistic reference, it was the only one I could think of

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Geez you guys it's just a sound file of what i think enfing might sound like

Your HTML link is in the block of text, m8. It's out there for all to see.

Can confirm. It's not bait, I swear on moot's dead corpse.

I know this is like the mostest autistic, but finding out about this fucked up fluffy abuse fandom has made me happier than I've ever felt in a long time. Is that messed up?

>You're wearing your snowboots, and dont want to get them dirty
>You decide to scare the little fucker
>You lean down, just so that the shine from your helmet is clear
>The mother senses danger and calls out to the foal
>"YOU STAND BEFORE THE DARK MASTER, WHO ARE YOU"
>"I am wuwzzul!"
>"I HAVE NO IDEA HOW TO PRONOUNCE THAT."
>The foal questions you, why can you not pronounce its name?
>The mare charges you, attempting to defend her 'babbeh'
>You let it thunk against your foot. It's about the size of a small dog.
>You reach down and gently bonk it with your maracas.
>"OWWIE, WHY WU HWURT MUMMAH?"
>"Because you hurt me, now I hurt you."
>As if your maracas were drumsticks, you play a small beat on the back of the mare. Not too hard
>But enough to get the point across.
>The foal questions you and tries to bite your boot
>You had so much faith in the boy
>You give him a flick across the nose
>It runs screaming back to the herd
>They have formed a circle, and the mare runs back to her babe
Cont.?

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Oh. I knew that.

Ah. Makes sense.

Looked like a cross between rotten bananas, black-gloved fingers and earbuds. Thanks for clarifying.

come here Peggy

>mostest autistic
Fluffy detected

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Neat, I've never used Vocaroo before. So how long does my materpiece stay there for?

>Be you hangin at the house its a friday night tje work week was shit. Wife is outta town for her brothers wedding.
>Its 7:30 yer on the coutch eating homemade pizza and drinking yer favorite beer. You pre gamed before the beer with a few shots of vodka. Playin sum skyrim because fuckit what else is there to do.
>from fucking no where a smallish fuzzy creature leaps into the air and lands in your lap giving you a startle. Then begins to purr and curl up in a ball in your lap to cusdle while you drink eat and play.
>Your calico, cute as she is gave you a fright but its ok. She knows that when mommy is gone daddy gets depressed.
Been a while its getting a little later suddenly she perks up.
>she looks intently at the door. Then begins to dig her claws into your jeans and leg. The alcohol dulls your pain response. But you know she is drawing a little blood.
"HEY. ease up will you little girl yer hurting daddy."
>She looks at you appologetically and releases her grip and then gently headbutts you in the face to say sorry.
Then you notice it.
>Is that tapping? No scratching. Or pawing?
>pawing at.. the door... the back fucking door. What? Did the neigbors dog jump tje fence again? No he barks at the door and whines begging for help from his own boisterous dogly stupidity.
>You getly bop pat tje cat on the rump 3 times. The signal she recognises as daddy needs to stand up.
>instead her hackles go up and her tail poofs out and she presses you hard as she can back into the couch on those pain inducing pressure points cats are so good at finding.
>You gently pick her up. She does not fight you. But protectively stays close to your legs as you walk to the back door.
>Suddenly you hear a childs voice
>Whai nubudy come? Wew aww da peepowes? Nubiddy home?
>nee hewp pweese hewp so dawk an scawee.
Oh shit it IS a kid! Pull out yer phone prepared to call cops. No way are you in any shape to drive the poor kid but you will damn sure make sure thst kid is ok.

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This is Sup Forums. People get off worse than annoying fluffy pastel colored horses.
>traps, rekt threads, etc.
Even if you don't fap to it, it is somehow pleasing to see such an innocent little animal suffer. And there aren't even that many moral ramifications, as they in cannon not considered animals, but biotoys, so they have almost no rights. So you can always use that to justify looking at pictures of fake small pastel horses dying.

fuck everything about these threads. shit is so lame.

Momy, i wan that pag!

only by the lack of OC

thanks for the words of encouragement, father I never had!

Kill all the foals

Yay!

>You walk closer to the herd, their leader puffin his chest and fluffing his hair
>You walk passed the herd, over to the sound system. They wonder what you're doing
>You turn it on; the bright colors allures them and they walk to it, the leader, though, is hesitant.
>You crank the volume up and tap on the side of the helmet. Thank goodness its padded
>You ask them to wait while you get 'food'
>They all cry out for 'nummies' and 'food fur mwilkies'
>Whatever, just chop up some bananas and apples and junk and put it on a large platter
>Set it in front of the giant amps
>You watch them all begin to eat from the plate, proclaiming you their new 'daddeh'.
>You smirk, this is going to be funny.
>You make sure the door is wide open, with the brisk cold annoying them
>They ask you to close the door
>You tell them that they wont be here long
>The leader asks why
>"TELL ME, FLUFFIES."
>They all stop, and stare up at you. Some foals attached to their mothers as they eat
>"DO YOU LIKE MUSIC?"
Amon Amart was in the system, and you have it play on the track 'Twilight of the Thunder God'
>You hold your finger from the play button.
Cont.?

Ya cont. Plz

Is that a fart?

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>They all cry out that they do like music, with one especially liking the 'long stringy' instrument
>Oh, he means a guitar
>How silly of him
>Hes going to be hearing that for a while
>Suddenly, you distract them
>"LOOK! ITS GLOWING!" And hide while they face the speakers
>These things were huge, about ten feet long and five feet wide, while the largest fluffy was about three feet long
>They all crowded around one speaker, and thanks to how you had set up the place while they were eating, they had only one way to go
YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
LOOK AT FENRIS TWIN, HIS JAWS ARE OPEN WIDE. THE SERPENT, RISES FROM THE WAVES!
>The beats from the bass and drums explode out of the amps, sending shockwaves throughout the house
>The few foals that were super close and touching it were thrown back, and chirped out in fear
>All the fluffies on the floor immediately shit themselves in pure fear and turned to run to the door
>They trampled over anything and everything, some foals, some food, some shit
>They were all heading to the same spot, the door
>And they became stuck, each one screaming and clambering over each other
>Must have been about 15, discounting foals
THOR, ODIN'S SON PROTECTORS OF MANKIND, RIDE TO MEET YOUR FATE, YOUR DESTINY AWAITS!
>Their eyes were of pure terror, and they all cried out for the sound to stop
>So you stopped it, and they all seemed a to cool down from there
>But it was only a reprieve, for you were moving the amp closer to that large group of asses clogging up your door
>You crank the knob right off, and reset the song so they can experience the beauty of it's scream again
>This time the shit really began to fly as they were all suddenly blasted with another wave of explosive music and heavy metal blaring
>Oh the fluff-manity!
>You decide to help them out a little, and reach into the stuck group of kicking, crying, shitting fluffies and gently toss it into the snow
Cont.?

this better end with violent death

>You decide its time to end it
>You open the door, the mother scrambles away and watches its lifeless foal fall on the grund
>It reaches out to grab it, but you put your foot on her, crushing her tiny chest a little
>"Owwies....huuuu"
>The mare starts to fidget and struggle on its spot trying to flee
>"Nuu huwwt mommah pwease..."
>You remind her she has no more children, she is only a fluffy
>She breaks into tears
>"HuUuuUuu....fwuffy no momma no mow...wan die...
>Alrighty then
>You grab a bottle of cheap rum and forcefeed it to her
>She resists at first, but as it grows progresively drunker, she stops struggling at all
>"f-fwuffy feww weaw gu..." she starts to babble
>You start to smear it with lots of pheromone on her private parts
>You splash lots of the thing
>You cat starts meowing violeintly from the other room and comes rushing in
>Looks like its ready for round 2
>"wah...kitty munst- nu...NU, NU WAN"
>The cat starts to hump and bite bits of fluff off the mare
>"NUU, NU WAN EEEEE"
>whenever the fluffy struggled free the cat started to mawl it
>You see a bunch of fluff flying about
>The fluffy is shitting and pissing all over the rug
>The fluffy stands still, covering its face with its hoof
>The fluffy adopts the position in panick
>"S=see, fwuffy am weady...nu wusties pwease?"
>The cat reasumes the position, and continues fucking her and bitting her off
>"hu....Huuu....."
>You leave them at it by 8:00
>As you return to your kitchen by 10:40, the cat is still mating with the fluffy
>The fluffy is barely moving, its just breating and sobbing quietly at this point
>Your cat stares at you, looking a bit confused, but keeping on humping and trashing the fluffy
>You go to bed still listening to the cat stabbing the fluffies private parts with its stingy dick
>In the morning you go and check the mare
>It doesnt move too much
>It doesn't move at all, the cat fucked it to death
>You throw the fluffy in the trash
>You turn on the TV and watch the news

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Cats hump stuff?

FWUFFY NO AM NUMMIES!

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God I fucking hate that artist.

when they are horny, sure

No problem, step-son.

>They all run across your backyard, some sinking into small holes that were hidden by the snow, most under the bushes, and others going back into the fence's break
>All is well again, except for all the shit you need to clean up
>Surprisingly, none of them were dead, but they will be out in the snow
>You pull the amp back and gaze out the window, and start to shake your maracas in glee
>You see one mother, who had fallen into a hole and could not get up, crying for help
>You decide to help her
>You bend down and ask her if she needs help
>She screams she cannot hear you
>You tell her she's prolly deaf for a while
>"WUT?"
>Bitch what did I just say
>You clonk it on the head with the maraca gently, and pick it up
>It's still shitting itself, and drops a foal who had been stowed away in her fur.
>Looks young, and cries out for its mama
>You shake your head, saying she must go
>You walk over to the hole in the fence, and ram her in
>She cries out that she was hurt, and the little foal waddles over to her, the rest who were in the bushes on the edges of the backyard look at you, horrified by what you will do
>You let the foal press its hooves against her leg, saying itll give it hugs
>You cant have that
>You lean down and pick it up
>The mother cries out to let the baby go, and starts kicking
>"BE CAREFUL FLUFFY. IF YOU WAKE UP THE NEIGHBOR'S DOG, YOU WILL... TAKE FOREVER SLEEPIES."
>The kicking stops
>On the other side of the fence, the neighbor's dog, a huge Greyhound, lies asleep. This dog bit you one day but you decided not to press charges
>The foal bites your thumb, demanding to be put down.
>So you put it down, back in the hole where it came from
>You bury it up to it's neck in the snow
>And you look around.
"ANYONE ELSE WANT TO BUG ME?"
>Silence
>Silence except that crying foal
>You look around, and, spying a rock, a large flat one, pick it up
>You place it over the foal's head, where it cries out for it's mama and tries to move the rock
Cont?

Yes please

I'm not sure what his name should be.

Maraca Vader

or Darth Maracas

Strange. I've never seen a cat hump random stuff like dogs or bunnies do

why do you like this user? why do you people enjoy this so much? I'm confused and scared.

You don't get to seem them fucking too often, but yeah, just like lions they slowly hump their mate and bite their scruff.

>It struggles to remove the rock, but you caution against it
"ITS GOING TO SNOW, IF YOU WANT TO MAKE IT THROUGH THE NIGHT YOU WILL WANT THAT ON."
>The fidgeting stops, but the crying remains
>Over by the fence, the fluffy is starting to freak out, crying for it's babe
>The dog begins to wake up, and, seeing something in it's yard that wasn't another dog, begins to growl
>The mare begs for help, and, sighing, you walk over to it
>Why are you even out here, in your hawaiian shirt and shorts?
>You should be chilling at home, rearranging your living room, calling up your boss, and cleaning shit off the carpet
>You reach down after setting the maracas down, and take hold if it by the tail
>You yank it just as the dog lunges forward, its snout grovelling and snarling through the hole
>The mare complains your holding her wrong, so you give her a little shake
>Oh, the pain, the others wince at the sight
>You decide to have some fun, and walk over shed
>You reach for a shovel and try your best to dig a small hole in the center of the yard, while the crying and scared mare wriggles under your armpit
>She claims she'll hurt you and give you 'forever sleepies'
>You ignore her, and continue to dig. You dig and you dig, until your satisfied with the depth of the hole
>You drop the mare down, and begin to push the dirt and snow back onto it before it has a chance to realize what happened
>The foal, being so close, cries to its mama, the mare, being so close, is focused on her babe
>She can only watch as she too, is buried up to her neck in snow and dirt
>You take off the rock, and, in an act of cruelty, lay it between the mother and foal. They can hear each other, but now cannot see eachother
>You chuckle like the psychopath you are, and shake your maracas some more
>You shake them until you feel a strong chill, and see the snow beginning too fall
>You turn and look at all fluffies, still cowering in under your rose bushes, which were beginning to shed their leaves
Cont.

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I'm just writing these little stories to see how well I can still write. Among other reasons. I find the idea of doing any of these to a human deplorable.

Ponies, on the other hand. I have a seething hatred for this show, and the demographic that took it over. So, why not hurt what those bronies love?

Such a bad babbah, it isn't trying nearly hard enough.

Sure cats fuck eachother, but I'm thinking of humping inanimate objects or shit like your leg (Or a stray fluffy in this case)

I dunno, i thought it was fetish shit. I saw one of these pictures where one of em poops out string, that shit makes me cringe.

What did these fluffies do? This seems mean :(

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