Fluffy thread / choco porn thread either is welcome

Fluffy thread / choco porn thread either is welcome.

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Either porn of choco's or leave

waits for hug box

Kweh.

choco porn? i thought this was a fluffy hugbox thread, fuck this

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would like to see dancing babbehs

why encourage him ? we don't want a thread derailed were here for hugbox not god damn Chcobos or chocoporn. if you want that make a new thread for it for fuck sake.

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The fucker wont leave even if you tell him to so might as well make the best of a bad situation.

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Awesome Comic Chan 2 but sadly this thread is on it's way to derailment due too Stupid Bird Non Fluffy shit. if your around tomorrow i'll post the new continued stuff from my other written stuff.

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ahhh yeah thats the stuff. more please. i have none to contribute sadly

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i didn't start this thread, i don't condone choco fag, but I'll probably be around tomorrow see you then

Moar fluffy destruction!

Sorry forgot too add

- J

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gtfo this is a choco porn thread

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that fluffies gonna drown to death

Probably but for that one moment it is cute.

oh from last thread i thought you mentioned that you were going to make it and then posted the link. haha my bad. see you tomorrow !

- J

i agree i worry for that fluffies well being as well

I want to buy a fluffy pony every week and just put it in an open jar until it dies of neglect.
When i get a new one i will make it watch as i throw the previous one in the trash.

why buy them when you could grab a feral off the street?

Calm down satan this is a...
Fuck it these things are only ever good when they are being killed in brutal ways.

Im going out this thread will die in 2 minutes so see ya.

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shame too i was looking forward to getting some hugbox

>Hewwo thewe mistuh big howsie!
>Wan be nyu fwien?

I can never make i all the way home without killing them. at least at the store you get a box

I made a couple of these once. the one with the best artwork has a mother tied to a rope around her babys neck and the babys torso ties to a hook. a plate of sketties just out of reach

I just realized horses always have this "why have you brought this filth before me?" look to them.

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They had a great nest beneath a thick spruce tree.
A family of happy fluffy ponies.
The tree was on the private property of an old family situated in the middle of an urban area.
They knew not of predators.
They feasted on blackberries, garbage, and grass.
One day, a group of kids who liked to sneak onto this land to play found them.
The kids spent hours running and playing with the fluffy ponies.
As the sun began to set, the kids went home. The fluffy ponies found new friends in humanity.
One of the kids went home and told his mom all about his fun day.
His older brother happened to hear about his fun day as well.

We need a story of someone actually using them as farm animals

Abuser version: its a manual labor camp
Hugbox: its a kids pettin zoo farm, be a little farmer for a day

they would be useless for labour, but the petting zoo's a good idea

I read:
>manure labor camp

continue?

The next day, the older brother and his friends went to where they heard the fluffies were.
They always liked finding new spots to smoke weed and have fun.
Half-way through a joint, they heard idiotic babbling coming from a bush.
They went to check it out, and they found two foals.
The foals eyes lit up as they saw their new friends.
>Misser hooman, wan pway?
The teens unanimously agreed, but explained that they would need more fluffies to play.
The foals giggled at each other and beckoned the teens to follow them.
Along the way, they stopped to look at a butterfly, a tall blade of grass, a rock, a flower, another butterfly, and some mud.
They also stopped when they saw a bee, because they were afraid of it and covered their eyes with their hooves.
Just as the teens were beginning to run out of patience, one of the foals stops for a moment.
The teens felt suspense hit them just like that kush.

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The grey fluffy ( there was a grey pony and green pony.) lets out a massive shit.
He started cheering afterward and his brother also cheered for him.
In the background, one teen is holding another back from stomping on the fluffies. (there are 3 of them.)
The fluffy ponies turn and face the teens.
>Misser hooman, wan pway?
The coolest headed teen explains that they need more fluffies to play.
..... This goes on for a while. I'll just skip to the next part.
>Ahh. hewe is ou housie.
>Bwuddas an sissie com hewe, hoomans hewe to pway.
The spruce tree rustles as though a great beast prepares to spring forth.
A pathetic mass of coloured fur splorts out from the tree and lands before the teens disheveled.
They pick themselves up and begin to swarm around the teens.
A chorus of disharmonious babbling fills the air.
>wan pway?

They found it, they found the shitrat nest.
All the waiting and annoyance has payed off.
None of the teens knows what to do next, but they start to think about what they have.
They have a lighter, a pocket knife, some model glue, the bounty of nature, and a flickering sense of childlike wonder.
They lead the fluffies away from the tree and propose a game.
>hidies an seekies
The fluffy foals love it. (6 foals)
At first most of them run to hide while two stay behind to count.
The teens tell the counting foals to go and hide.
The foals, showing an incredible bluffing capability, pretend like they knew how to count, but will go hide anyway.
The game begins.


You know what, im not going to finish this unless there is significant interest. im typing as i go and i actually have stuff to do.

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