No fluff thread? I am disappointed

No fluff thread? I am disappointed.

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I almost don't want to be here but I'm hoplessly addicted to these cute little things.

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I get the feeling user.

I'm kinda feeling like writing some anthro fluff porn for tonight's thread...

oh god

please tell me you're just a troll

I'll see how you do before I criticize.

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>If you're not familiar with my fluffy v2.5, read up on the headcanon here - fluffybooru.org/post/view/39504

Dark room.

Flashing strobe light.

DJ AssScratch up in the booth pumping out his latest remix of a remix of a remix.

Guys looking for girls. Girls looking for guys.

Everyone's drunk as fuck on cheap beer and expensive shots. Too drunk to carry on an intelligent conversation. Not that you could anyway considering the pounding bass coming from the club's speakers.

Fuck this.

I need to get outside for a smoke.

Corn

>Somewhere in The American Midwest, firmly tucked into the Corn Belt
>Rows and rows of corn as far as the eye can see
>Through the silence however, cuts the weeping of a heartbroken and soon childless mare
>"Huuuhuuuhuuuuu! No wike cown nummies nu mowe! Make bad miwkies fu babehs!" She moans in agony as the pesticide does its work slowly in her, tainting her milk, and slowly shutting down her organs
>"Pwease... wastest *sniff* b-babeh, nu dwink miwkies, u get sickie hewties an, an, Huuhuuuhuuu!"
>Her last foal still alive is a resilient orange and blue earthie filly
>She looks almost identical to her mother as a foal, being her "bestest baby"
>And also her last
>The small foals peeps and cheeps mutate into strange growls and groans of pain, as it digests the poison milk
>"Huuuuuu." It gasp, releasing its final breath
>"Huuuuhuuuhuuu!" W-wastes an, an b-bestest, b-b-bestest babeh t-take fowevah sweepies! A-am bad m-mummah! Huuuhuuu!" Sobs the childless mother
>"N-nee get way f-fwum, fwum m-meanie cown nummies! Meet n-nyu speciaw f-wien! H-haf m-m-mowe babehs!" And with this, the former mother attempts to move on
>She doesn't get far, as the poison destroys the nerves in her legs, rendering her immobile
>"N-nu can move?! W-why weggies nu wowk nu mowe?! W-weggies, weggies huuuu... Weggies hate fwuffy fu bein bad mummah! Huuuhuuuhuuuu! Wan die! Wan die-hi-hieeee!" She shrieks
>Her prayer of want die will be granted within hours, painfully and slowly as venom seeps through her veins, destroying her from the inside
>The crows. The last thing to be reflected in her dead, glassy eyes, will be the crows, landing over her corpse, partaking in a grotesque feast.

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I felt my head clear and relax slightly as I exited the club into the cool night air. To the immediate right of the doorway stood one of the club's bouncers. He was busy convincing a group of obviously underage girls that they weren't getting in tonight no matter how much they flashed him their tits. To the left were the group of smokers. That's where I wanted to be.

And yet, not where I wanted to be.

I took up an empty place along the wall and sparked up a cancer stick. I immediately pulled out my phone and began thumbing through the news articles on BBC, CNN and CBC. I tried my best to give off the air of someone who didn't want to be bothered.

"Whatcha lookin' at?" asked a bubbly female voice.

"Porn." I replied casually without looking up. "Really, REALLY hardcore porn." I pulled a deep drag from my smoke and blew a lung full in the direction of the voice. I was rewarded with a slight cough. That ought to be enough for this bitch to get the message and take a hike.

"Why look at porn when you can look at me instead?" The voice asked again.

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Exactly the same.

The last two panels... I'm in tears.

I just got a fresh idea. A man owns a beloved fluffy, neighbor has a heart attack, allowing his cannibal fluffy to escape and eat the hugboxing owners fluffy. Righteous fury ensues, and the cannibal fluff is hurt and confused, having been raised by an abuser who taught her that cannibal fluffs are the only valuable fluffs, and that everybody loves them.

Fluffies are cute. Also useful for other purposes.

well, he's right. cannibal fluffs are best fluffs

if you're a sick fuck, that is.

I might turn that into a comic! might be a longer project though.

The guy who just had a fluffy he raised for three years with love and patience might say otherwise when one of the bastards bites the head off.

eh, why not just do a rise of the cannibal fluffy story. covering the emergence of the new breed first as population control then as the preferred version as its more submissive to humans and violent to older gen fluffys. in a post massive feral over population society the cannibal fluff would be lauded as a valuable pet and pest control item

oh i most certainly am. Dude should have had a cannibal fluff, not some babbling useless shitrag

this guy gets it. I've written many stories about a fluffy exterminator who uses a cannibal fluff to hunt ferals

good to know user, I look forward to seeing your edgelord ass in prison one day.

Just sayin, I'd bash the pointy teeth out of they're damned heads if they were real, and I write more hugbox than I do abuse.

>Cuz 4 real, who could hate this stacky blocky guy

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Without taking my eyes off of what was happening in the Middle East, I pulled in another drag and blew it out more forcefully. If this slut didn't get the message this time, why, I might just have to give her the ol' verbal "Fuck off." It was then that I felt a pair of soft feminine hands wrap around my wrist and pull my phone aside. "HEY!" I yelled, "I WAS LOOKING AT TH-"

Standing in front of me was something not human and yet wearing human clothes. A goddamn v2.5 fluffy. Now, I'm not usually into this sort of thing. Sure, I tried it with a v2.0 when they came out but fucking something so not human as these things are is just...

My eyes involuntarily scanned the creature from head to toe and then back up. She had a nice, shapely figure as they all seem to which was stuffed into a little black mini dress that just screamed for someone to fuck her brains out. The creature had snow white body fluff with a blonde tail. The hair...mane...whatever coming out of her head was also blonde with some red highlights. Her tail was braided and tied off with a red ribbon. As I said earlier, I prefer my women human but for some reason, my Mr. Johnson decided it was time to fly at half mast.

I gave a quick look to either side. It looked like this fluffy was alone which was weird considering what they cost.

"Where's your owner?" I inquired. Fuck. My eyes kept moving on their own between her cleavage and the tight material of her dress clinging to her curvy hips.

"He said I could be out by myself tonight." The fluffy replied. "Show a girl a good time?"

I finished my cigarette and flicked it out into the street. "Sure." I said with a sly grin. "I'll show you a ~real~ good time."

i write plenty of hugbox too. i make my cannibals loving and loyal. They just happen to love feral meat

theres also a story with an exterminator that finds a herd of micro fluffy cannibals that are actually smarty than normal fluffys. after seeing how they took out a group of rats he decided to see if theyd cooperate with him (also turns out they are great at pack hunting regular fluffs). still possessed of the desire for human approval the micros agree as long as they get paid in shelter and food when not working.

i cant STOP FEELING

I'm not liking where this is going

This just isn't a good story. You say the mare is childless, then her last foal dies later. And the corn, which is used as both a human and animal foodstuff is treated with a poisonous pesticide? Plus, it's overwritten like a 14 year old girl in a creative writing class. Not to mention the plot Is stale and unoriginal.

Clean up your prose and try again.

fuck it, since this is happening, i may as well post these

i believe you're talking about my story mouse hunt fluffybooru.org/post/view/47008

actually, it is "soon childless", and I think it's pretty well written. obviously some things need improving, like how short and compressed the story feels, and it is a little forced, but otherwise, pretty good.

I would like to mention two things. I wrote this at like 6 AM in the morning after staying awake all night, so it's probably not my best work, and I did amend the "childless" thing so it now says "soon childless". Thanks for the criticism though, I'll keep it in mind.

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this is why people think were creeps, fuck you

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STAHP

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yup thats the one, its a good story. i hope you write more of their exploits

God these threads are beautiful

he started it

that does not make it better

stop you sick freak

ty. I like to write about the freaks. I may come back to them eventually. Also, they have appeared in previous stories fluffybooru.org/post/view/40948

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Here is some dumb shit i drew myself

KILL THE EXTREMELY VALUABLE THING THAT COULD TOTALLY LIVE IF TREATED PROPERLY! Fucking morons.

Whats the difference between the two are cannibal fluffs more smarter?
>Just gonna post some fluff

it looks great! keep practicing!

they're probably psychopaths or something. most abusers are after all.

Aren't you a smartie. They say that the mom had a genetic disease that the spawn would inherit.

I'm gonna take some requests now, since fuck-all is happening and I'm bored.

The customer doesn't have to know that.

they tend to be more clever in my cannon, since they are hunting other fluffies. Helps to be a bit brighter than your prey. It goes back to the old cannon of hunter fluffies bred to eliminate gen ones and ferals

a fluffy with a gun being held to it held while the dude holding it says "if you breathe too hard, i'll pull the trigger"

A cannibal fluffy getting its existence smeared off the Earth with a golf club.

*held to its head

white fluffiy, about half as big as an adult fluffy, with doglike fur.
Jagged teeth, full red eyes, no tail or mane,somewhat skeletal.
Has a third cycloptic eye, and a band around one of its legs with a "B" on it

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I've done a batfluff story as well fluffybooru.org/post/view/46237

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Does anyone have that old comic where some kids stick foals in a pair of shoes and throw them onto power lines?

Sup DW, it's King_C

this situations happen in Africa

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heyo

Before we were assaulted by another wave of poorly hacked up German Industrial music, I'd caught that my date's name was Annalise. She led me over to the bar where we each downed three shots of shitty vodka. She then proceeded to order a Baja Rosa for herself and a whisky for me. We took our drinks over to the nearest table where we played the usual bar game of say something and the other person yells "WHAT?" because it's fucking impossible to have a conversation over the music.

It didn't take long for Annalise to grow tired of the game though. She pounded down her drink, grabbed my hand and pulled me out onto the dance floor. Yep. Just what the world needs. Another white guy pretending he can dance. Moves? I have a very small repertoire. Annalise, on the other hand, quite obviously had had some lessons. Fucking Christ could she move. Her body was just so...flexible.

Unbeknownst to me, we'd gradually moved form the fringe to the center of the floor. This was where Annalise took the lead. The DJ mixed into another track which made the whole crowd start jumping up and down for some reason. More importantly, Annalise was jumping too. And the smallness of her dress combined with the ampleness of her tits led to a happy accident when her left breast popped out. It also made her skirt hike up to the point where I could see her panties. Hmm, red silk just like the ribbon.

The DJ mixed into another track which caused the crowd to change their dance style once again. I wasn't going to say anything but Annalise just happened to look down at this point. She quickly popped her breast back undercover and pulled her skirt down. Despite the music, she wasn't dancing. If I had to guess...blushing...maybe?

Wait that doesn't really make a lot of sense. Cause if the pay off is "fluffies get fried by electricity" that's not how electricity works. For you to be shocked by a power line, you have to be in some way or form still on the ground, like with a ladder. If your just dangling from the wire without touching the ground, you'll be fine. I mean, the drop is still probably kill the fluffies, but come on, that's like basic High School Freshman Year Science 1.

no, one of the foals is a pegasus who tries to fly down and splats on the road

head trauma, while hard to draw, is very rewarding on good art days.

They don't get shocked, IIRC. I remember one of them trying to fly but falling and getting fatally injured.

splat.

See, that makes much more sense.

nice. thanks.

Trips of truth, cannibal fluffies suck chode, and golf clubs are the solution for the little edge lord companions

How about a fluffy that's accidentally pissing himself, and says "pwease stop pee pee pwace. nu wan be bad fwuffy!"

thanks user

sorry about the outcome, I wasn't too happy with it myself, but I wasn't sure whether to follow this picture or just the instructions.

You're getting quite a few abuse requests, may I please ask for just a unicorn eating spaghetti? Thanks.

sorry, as long as i'm stuck with traditional i'm avoiding all real nsfw or semi-nsfw other than gore just in case a family member finds it.

thats pretty damn good
subtract the wings and its perfect
thanks for this man

Now it was my turn to take the lead. I grabbed Annalise's hand and quickly led her back outside. Back out the where it was quiet and we could finally talk. "What?" I asked. "What is it? Why did you stop dancing? Not your song?"

The fluff shook her head. The once bold creature seemed to have lost her edge. She couldn't even look at me. "Only my master gets to see me like that." she whispered. "Master told me..." she started to cry, "...Master said that only he can see my naughty parts."

I began to wonder who in the fuck tells their anthro fluff to have modesty about her body and then sends her out alone to a club dressed like a slut. I began to remember back to the days of the original fluffies. Punishment. This whole thing reeked like some kind of punishment. Yeah. That's it. Annalise had done something wrong and now she was being punished for it. Her owner wanted her to get raped and hurt by some random dude. Hurt, just enough, and then he'd swoop in to save her at the last second.

I gave my phone a quick check for the time. No, Mister fluffy Owner. I'm not going to play your game.

You're going to play mine.

Bummer. In that case, how about a fluffy wearing a party hat, declaring itself to now be a unicorn?

hairless fluffy looking sad

stopstopstopstopstopstopstopstopstop

of course! I lov some good 'ol hugbox every now and then.

The problem with writing on the fly like this is I now see that I've fucked up.

Annalise knows about porn and is clearly seducing the MC but then later on she's shy?

Whoops.

>The cannibal fluff watches on as it's favorite treat eats it's own favorite treat. This will be the last thing the little cannibal fuck will see.

Also, could you draw a Smarty pony doing this thing from a Kelly cartoon? Thanks.

Has there been new parts to the Blue story? Last thing I red was Sky going to Skettiland

hhere ya go! this dude is the life of the party!

Nice.