Fluffy abuse thread

fluffy abuse thread
im doing requests as well so

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Yo

So requests right? Can you do a happy fluffy wearing a tophat?

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kk working on it

Can you make it a foal, and have the top hat covering its eyes because it's too large?

Can you get Princess Fluffy getting farted in the face by his owner?

I know it's a bit half baked but I can't find the charging cable for my art pen. I might have to start doing paper and pencil if I can't find it

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ew disgusting

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I would like to request

A Mother Fluffy with 4 Foals but one of the Foals be Brown and they are looking at one of those Fountains that water shoots up in the air with happy faces of them watching it shoot up

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Piranhas going to town on one of the little fuckers.

>Smokkkeee on the water
>Fire in your ass

it took me far too long to get this

I still don't get it.

original song is "Smoke on the water, fire in the sky"

i thought the "fire in your ass" bit was typical russian-english shit you get in fluffy threads.
>contribootin'

Bumping with new fiddwe.

Ah. Thanks for pointing that one out to me.

Goddamn....that poor foal.

I always feel so bad for this fluffy. Rock on, little dude.

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will someone explain who these threads are for? is there some sort of sexual component involved? and if so, why the fuck

Fluffies always have the cutest, if a little obnoxious, songs.

I see this as segment of FluffyTV

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No sexual component. Unless you get off to it, but its not made for that

it's funny. I dont understand the colossal butthurt over fluffy threads, they're not even real.

Do you think Fluff TV would be live-action or animated? I think it would be animated, as getting fluffies to cooperate in a live-action show would be a director's nightmare.

I don't really find it obnoxious :3

Moral fags/new fags getting mad thats all it is

Got some OC, first 2 attempts at this done last night. let me know if i should do more. I know its not too good of quality, but, hey, whatever, right?

Depends. maye they don't mind the camera on them. or maybe they use a hidden camera and pick up sound from them with a mother and her foals doing many things ( eating singing drinking milk giving birth )

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Oh please tell me there's more to this. It looks hilarious.

If a fluffy could pull this off, automatic no-kill list. that is fucking impressive memory right there and would be a breeder. minus the maracas of course, that aint happening without glue.

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.

Wouldn't that kill the fluffy pretty quick? I mean, given that viagra provokes tachycardia, and as a fluffy's heart is pretty fragile my guess is the fluffy would die of a happy boner induced cardiac arrest in less than 5 minutes.

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 crys himself to sleep, but he doesn't quite know why
>After all, it's all a bad dream.

If he had more than one, the vasal dilation could get so bad his penis gets damaged and he'd never be able to fuck again.

Who said it had to be realistic?

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My fucking balls.....ow. Also, edgelord.

No, i'm saying that would be funny as fuck to see. Give all the mares hormones to get them all ready, they're pumping out pheremones that say "fuck my tender fluffy pussy" and he cant get it up. then they beat him up and make fun of him cause they think hes crap for not breeding them.

No one, really.
I'm just too used to medical bs, so I can't help it but thinking about "what if" scenarios.

ponies yay

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FUCK

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ponies are love

Do people get mad? I was just curious - they're not really funny, so I figured there was some furry shit going on

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there will be people spamming spiderman, furry degeneracy and that bird thing from final fantasy (which i found quite funny, kweh-bro has been quiet lately).

nothing riles up the moralfags like MSpaint creatures getting fucked up.

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Not MSpaint anymore. RIP.

we know you love them you are fine too

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Oh god...I just realized it's got dick hooves. That's hilarious.

I like this artist. What's their name?

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We need to see this fluffy 15 minutes later.

Hello Larry, long time no see

It says it in the filename

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foxhoarder

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>Who da fwuff is dis fagit?!
Gold

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Anger

>Marvels sleep is plagued with nightmares and pain as he lays beside his deceased special friend
>Images of terrible monsters and the abuser that Amber described to him chase him through a field of all the pain he's ever felt before.
>Brambles and thorns litter the ground, and jagged rocks jut from the Earth, cutting his feet and lower body, as hot tears run down his face.
>He runs for what seems like eternity, until finally the pain ends.
>He is no longer in the field, but now in complete darkness.
>And then terrible burning light illuminates all he has ever suffered through
>He can see it. His mummah being run over by a car, his owner hitting him with a sorry stick. The burning of Summer and the freezing of Winter. When his owner tired of him, and threw him out of a moving car into the forest.
>And last, and most painful of all, the first time he heard his special friend Amber cough
>Marvel awakes slowly, prolonging the inevitable realization of the reality of his situation.
>"G-gud mowning Ambaw..." He whispers into her fluff "P-pwease wakies... Nu sweepies nu mowe... Nu weave aww awone..."
>He clings to her body, and then hears a distinctive buzzing sound.
>The flies have made they're way to the rotting cadaver
>"NU! GU WAY MEANIE FWI MUNSTAHS!" Marvel shouts, trying to shoo the flies away with his hooves, to almost no results
>"GU WAY! WEAB SPECIAW FWIEN AWONE!" He screams in rage, throwing his entire body at one fly, ramming himself into Ambers corpse
>Splat!
>Having been going so fast, Marvel had rammed Ambers already rotting body into the wall of the log, causing her body to fall apart on impact
>"W-wha?!" The full realization of loss begins "N-Nu! W-why?! W-why, w-hy dis happen?! Nu want Ambaw fowevah sweepies!! Nu mean tu huwt!"
>Marvel collapses to the ground, smacking his hooves into the floor in anger and sadness
>"AHHHH! WHY DIS AWWAYS HAPPEN TU MAWVAL! JUS WAN HAPPY! NU WAN SADDIE ANYMOWE!" He bellows in rage and confusion

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Aw man, I think I remember there was a really good hugbox story about a guy having to teach a class of fluffies for a college assignment. Wish I could find it again.

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