Fluffy thread

Fluffy thread.

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Writing a new story. Hopefully will be done by the weekend. Nice and dramatic for those of you who like my more story-driven content :D

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Gotta post the Genesis story, much needed context for noobs

Hell yeah

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Cat is Satan confirmed by Devils trips

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Jesus, if fluffies really looked like that abomination, there would be no hugbox, only abuse.

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this has to stop please guys what the fuck

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has he done anything new in a month?

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The ride never ends.

...you don't want a horsepig?

I don't think so. Maybe he's hibernating in the summer?

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A Good Mother

>"~Mummah wub babehs, babehs wub mummah tu! Nebah haf huwties, Mummah wiww awways pwotec yu!~"
>Here we see a feral Unicorn mare, white with a pink mane. She has taken up living in a cardboard box in a back alley, tucked safely away from most prying eyes, and near a reliable food source, the garbage bin for a local Italian joint
>Perfect for a recent mother, with five foals, all now past "chirpie baby" but still dependent on milk.
>"Wub yu mummah" Coos her biggest foal, an orange earthie, with a small developing red mane. The spitting image of his father, who is currently out exploring to find new food or potential "mummahs or daddehs."
>Both the unicorn mare (Named Minnie) and her "special friend" (Named Phil) have had a taste of domestication, and as such, are slightly more appealing than feral-borns
>Two foals are suckling at her teats, a green earthie and a brown pegasus
>The two remaining to be mentioned are peacefully dozing behind her, swaddled in a napkin turned blanket. Two earthies, one white and one red.
>Truly, life is almost as good as it gets for a feral
>Now comes the antagonist of our story, a greedy and selfish Smarty fluffy, a green and black earthie. He smells spaghetti, he smells a "pretty mare" and potential "enfi babehs", and he's hungry and horny
>"Hewwo!" Pipes up Minnie "Fwuffy am nyu fwien?"
>"Pwetty mawe" The Smarty starts, sickenly sweet "Wan be nyu speciaw fwien, nyu daddeh tu babbehs."
>"Sowwy, bu Minnie haf speciaw fwien awedy, nu nee speciaw fwien! Stiww be nyu fwien?"
>This rejection is not what the smarty has expected
>He led a herd not too long ago, and though they had all died, all of the mares in his herd submitted to him. This is a first.
>"W-wha? Nu am nyu speciaw fwien? Nu gif gud feews?" Sputters the confused Smarty
>"Nu gif gud feews." Confirms Minnie
>"D-den... DEN YU DUMMEH!" Shouts the smarty, trying to assert dominance
>"DUMMEH MAWE HAF POOPIE BABBEH! GIF POOPIE BABBEH TU SMAWTY FOW ENFIES NOW!"

AGM 2

>"Nu! Nu wiww gif bwown babeh! Wub babehs! Gu way o git huwties!"
>"Wha?!" The Smarty is clearly taken aback by this behavior, confused and slightly aroused with fear. Fearoused.
>"Bu-Bu-bu is jus poopie babeh! GIF NOW!" He commands
>"Nu!" Responds Minnie, with fiery determination in her eyes
>"DEN SMAWTY WIWW GIF HUWTIES!" He proclaims, stamping his hoof to the ground, puffing his cheeks
>Minnie calmly removes her two foals from her teat
>"Bigges' babeh" She says to her orange baby "Pwotect uddah babehs, gu en fwuffpiwe."
>She gets on all four hooves, going from nursing position to walking position, and stares the Smarty down
>"HA! WHA AM DUMMEH MAWE DOIN? GONNA GIF YU BIGGEST HUWTIES, SPECIAW HUGGIES! GUNNA GIF SPECIAW FWIEN FOWEVAH SWEEPIES, AN MAKE BABEHS ENFI-"
>SMACK!
>"SKREEEEE!" Cries The Smarty, as Minnie rams into his side as he grandstands
>"NU HUWT BABBEHS O PHIW! GIF YU HUWTIES!" She cries as she bats the Smarty over the head repeatedly
>On any other animal, this would be utterly ineffective, but for a fluffy, this is ECW style brutality
>"OWCHIES! NU GIF SMAWTY HUWTIES NU MOWE! DUMMEH MAWE! STOP PWEASE!" The Smarty cries out for mercy
>"NU! MINNIE NU AM DUMMEH!" She screams as she continues her assault
>"NU! PWEASE STOP! NU WAN HUWTIES NU MOWE! PWEASE! PWEASE!"
>Despite his pleas for mercy, she continues, until she has run out of breath, and the Smarty has been soundly beaten into submission
>"S-sowwy! Smawty am sowwy... Pwease nu mowe huwties..." Whines the humiliated Smarty
>"Minnie fowgibes yu. Nu be meanie nu mowe, o gif yu mowe huwties! Wan huggies?" Proclaimed the triumphant Minnie
>"Otay..." Whimpers The Smarty, as he accepts the hug
>"Huggies make aww bettaw... Nu be meanie anymowe." Minnie coos
>"Otay... Nu be meanie anymowe..." The Smarty wobbles away, utterly humiliated and emasculated from the encounter
>Minnie goes back to her babies, and begins to sing to them again.

Sickies

>"Huuhuuuu... *Cough!* Nu *Wheeze!* wike hafin sickies... haf... *HACK HACK HACK!* biggest owchies aww da time... huuuu..."
>"It gonna be otay, speciaw fwien. Mawval gonna make aww bettah."
>Here we find 2 ferals out in the woods, somewhere in Colorado, huddled in they're best, safely tucked away into a hollowed out log.
>Marvel, the turquoise and lime fluffy, is an earthie stallion, abandoned by his owner who just didn't have the heart to kill him.
>His mate is Amber, a sickly pegasus mare, amber and red. She was an escapee from an abuser, and it shows. Her teeth are chipped and her back legs cannot regrow fluff, showing off her burn scars. Half of both of her ears are gone, clipped at the top. She is a pathetic and poor thing.
>"Hewe, Mawval gif huggies. Make bettah, make meanie sickies gu way."
>He hugs her tight. She has been sick for some time, and she already knows it's a hopeless endeavor. Marvel however, is still foolish enough to have hope.
>"Speciaw fwien... *Hack!* Nu... Huggies nu make bettah.... *Wheeze* D-dis... Dis am wast bwight time fu Ambaw..."
>"W-wha?! Nu! Nu am twue! Huggies make evewytin bettah! Dun tawk wik dat! *Sniff* It can't be true... Mawval nee Ambaw... Nu take fowevah sweepies... Pwease.." Marvel begins to cry, tears now lining his eyes
>He hugs her tighter
>"CAGHCKF! Huwties! Huuhuuhuuuuuuu!" Wails Amber, being squeezed just a little to hard by her special friend
>"Nu-hu-huuu! Nu mean tu huwt speciaw fwien! Am sowwy! Am sowwy, jus pwease dun take fowevah sweepies!"
>Marvel is bawling his little eyes out now, sniffling and stomping about
>"Why?! Why nee take fowevah sweepies?! Why meanie sickies huwt speciaw fwien?! Why huwt Ambaw?!"
>He stops his crying however, when he feels his partner hold him tight
>"Nu... Wowwy Mawval... Awways *HACK* wuv yo.... huuuuu-"
>Her hug loosens as the air rushes from her lungs
>Marvel can only stare at her now.
>"Nuuuuuuuu... Nuuuuuu... Nu can be weaw..." He stammers. It's all over.

Beautiful.

kek

Fuck this shit incoming krabz

Two of my favorite recent stories.

had to compress this to get it posted

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Holy uncanny valley batman.

yeah is dope

aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

see for my reaction

Sorry, meant not .

10/10 would beat to death with an old IBM Model M keyboard.

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Denial

>"Nuuuuuuuu... Nuuuuuu... Nu can be weaw..." Marvel stammered over the corpse of his special friend "Haf tu be bad sweepie pway! Haf tu! Nu can be weaw!"
>Marvel has just lost his special friend, Amber, to a long battle with an unidentifed sickness. Now, the first stage of grieving sets in. Denial.
>"Ambaw nu take fowevah sweepies! Nu twue! Onwy sweepin! Huuuhuuu, Ambaw am onwy sweepin, huuu, haf tu be. Ow ewse.... Mawval wou be aww awone..."
>He trots around the the little nest, pacing to himself, completely set on his two theories. Either He's having a bad dream, or Amber is sleeping.
>Theory two will be quicker to test out
>His face brightens as he realizes that he only needs to wake her up, and all will be well
>"Siwwy Ambaw! Nee tu wakies! Stiww am bwight time!" He cheerfully remarks, poking her corpse gently in the belly
>"Huu-" A bit of air escapes her body, forced out by Marvels prodding
>"Yay! Ambaw stiww haf aiw! Nu take fowevah sweepies!" He celebrates, doing a goofy little dance "Mawval an Ambaw be togetha fowevah!"
>He hugs her tight. Too tight.
>POP!
>Fluffy corpses deteriorate fast, structural integrity weakens by the second, and such a powerful squeeze has ejected her eyes out of her sockets
>"EEEEEEE! NU! NU MEAN POP OU SEE PWACIES! NU-HUUU-HUUU!" Marvel screams in terror, shitting and pissing himself
>After about five minutes of screaming hysterically and thrashing around like a fluffy possessed, Marvel finally composes himself
>"D-dis nu am weaw..." He stammers to himself once more "Dis h-haf, haf tu be bad sweepie pway! Haf tu!"
>He positions himself right next to the corpse of his mate
>"Wiww aww be otay Ambaw... W-wiww sweepies wif yu, a-an nex bwight time, yu Nu wiww be sweepin... Haf tu be dweam..." He whines, nestling next to Ambers body, closing his eyes to sleep
>Deep down, he realizes that this is no dream.
>And because of this, he crus himself to sleep, but he doesn't quite no why
>After all, it's all a bad dream.

Just when I thought the feels couldn't get any worse...

They'll get worse later. Or maybe a little better. Think I'm gonna write a little section of the guy going through all the stages of grief. Angers next. Oh, do I have some fun stuff planned for that.

Subscribed to threat. Popcorn.gif

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I'll have to do it tomorrow though. Getting tired right now. Have some sadbox as a consolation package

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I wish this was continued.

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I'm going to hell for laughing at this.

Huh, so that is how it looked whole

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