Fluffy Thread

Fluffy Thread

is that fluffy offering stuff other than hugs?

would adopt/10

Good outlook on life, little guy! Now get back in your fucking alley before I stuff you in that dumpster.

Still here, Jerry user.

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*Takes fluffy home*
>Oh boy are we in for some fun!

Cool. I had to flip a coin for this next part.

>I come dangerously close to accidentally shooting Mary over his outburst
>"Holy fuck, do not do that again. I almost shot her, you know that?"
>I set the gun down so that we don't have a Marvin situation on our hands
>"Alright Bud. Fine. You win, she lives. I don't know why you bothered though. She hates your guts."

Hey, put that fluffy back! It likes its shitty alley

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>Bud smiles in victory
>"Mawy, Bud sabe yu!"
>The scared pillow mare stares from the gun to Bud
>"Bud! Boomy munstah awmost huwt Mawy! Yu dummeh!"
>Bud's smile fades, eyes to the ground (well, your leg)
>"But...Mawy...."
>"Nu! Go way!"

too late user i already adopted the philanthropic little fuzz ball

>ywn sabe cawwot

figured i would post this again, mostly fresh OC

Sooo sweepy....

>"Mary, he's got no legs, He can't exactly go away."
>again, I sit in silence for a few minutes
>"Do you guys remember fighting a Green and red smarty?"

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But you didn't take him home...

>Both shake their heads
>Mary looks up at you, Bud still looking down in sadness

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No I think I'll need a new stress ball... Last one died on me

yes i did, that's what adopt means, i found him in an alley, he offered a home, food, hugs and love and then i adopted him

read these
I'll sue you for property damage if you hurt my fluffy, go find a feral to abuse

>huh, I guess only Fudge came face to face with Nightstalker
>maybe one day, I'll tell Fudge the truth about that
>not today though
>"I guess it doesn't matter that much. C'mon, let's go back to the saferoom."

A fluffy Jehovah's witness knocks on your door. What do?

Get out the shotgun and blow that fucker away.

same thing i do with all cult members, slam the door and go back to enjoying my life, don't need to say anything to them

>Bud looks up at you
>You swear you heard him breathe a sigh of relief
>Mary snuggles into you, completely unaware that you're the one that pulled the trigger to kill her foals or that you intentionally points the revolver at her

Kidnap it and reverse brainwash it. Not even a fluffy deserves to be beholden to that fucking cult.

kill bud or turn him into a litterpal... unless he is an alicorn

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Maybe I will maybe I won't *kicks it across the street*

What would the personality of a fluffy donkey be like? I just picture an entire species of smarties

>I consider putting Bud through another round of torture, but I think he's had enough for today
>I walk into the house and completely forget about avoiding the living room

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oy voy goyem, I'll sue you for all your sheckles for abusing my fluffy
>take fluffy home
>he's bruised but unharmed
>train him and treat him well for the rest of his life

i mean come on, how often do you come across a fluffy that isn't a privileged little turd?

nah donkeys are rather well mannered though a tad skittish

Damn it I wanted to break that little fucker!

>"Bud? Mawy?!"
>Fudge bounds up from his mini-fluffpile on the couch, practically climbing up your leg to get to the two pillowfluffs
>Mary and Bud look down
>"Hewwo Fudge!"
>"Fudge! Hewp! Munstah!"
>Bud flails as he announces this warning, hoping his leader and save them
>Fudge hops off your leg, on high alert, looking around dutifully
>"Wewe munstah?!"

yeah, i've worked with donkeys, there are a few who are real little shits, but they are generally about as well tempered, if not better, than most horses

this but in a abandoned house infested with fluffies

Make sense. Physically, I could see them growing to be a little stronger than regular fluffies, able to haul light stuff around. They could probably even be trained to do so without complaint, too.

Like, electricians could use them to run wire, or plumbers to ream clogs.

They'd be obsessed with carrots instead of skettis

mules on the other hand....

Shit, Home Alone 6 gets intense.

Abduct it... And have some fun

nonononononono
tho fluffy mules could be intresting, watching them breakdown over not being able to reproduce while both are fucking smarties who are awful

>fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck
>I try to clover Bud's mouth while I cook up an explaination
>"Outside! The monster's outside! Don't worry Fudge, I took care of it, but it took Mary and Bud's legs! Now stay right here so I can make them feel better!"
>I run like an Olympic athlete to the saferoom, set Bud and Mary down, and slam the door shut
>"That was too close."

oh shit.....that's awesome

*cover

Oh boy, time for the sorry stick?

Carrot
For fucks sake
>merc team buss thru wall
>grab carrot
>leave
>all others died before merc team got there

Anyone wanna roleplay? I'll be a horny mare who wants to have gud feews and tummeh babbehs from a new fwend stallion.

>Fudge nods, going to the door, trying to look outside for the monster
>Bud gums your hand as hard as he can with no avail
>Starts screaming once you set him down
>"NUUUUU! Fudge! Hewp fwends!"
>Cloud and Butter start crying
>Junior comes cover and hoofs Bud in the nose
>"Shuddup dummeh! Yu scawe babbehs!"
>Jerry turns around then looks at you
>"Jewwy git fudge? Jewwy had tummeh owies"
>Is obviously lying, his food bowl half full
>Thinks he's getting a sweet treat

Fug off, m8

Nu... Dummeh mawe nu gud fo smarty!

Eh, enf its asshole anyway, buddy

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Looks like the weggie monster needs to pay the white one a visit...

>kidnap both fluffies
>remove white ones legs
>attach robot legs to other one
>put them back and enjoy results.

Tell the white fluffy that the 'weggie munstah' took its legs for being a bad fluffy.

stick it in the poop shoot and go woot woot.

>"Don't play me for a fool Jerry. You've still got plenty of food."
>I give him a pat on the head
>"Maybe if you're a good fluffy tomorrow, I'll give you a treat. Okay? Now just, keep watching TV."
>I walk up to Bud and Mary and get contemplative
>"Now what the fuck am I gonna do?"

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convince fudge to KILL BUD =D

>He laughs, nodding
>"Jewwy jus pwayin, daddeh"
>Sometimes you wonder if Jerry is too smart for his own good or a complete dumbass
>He returns to TV
>Junior places her foals, now calmed, on her back and walks over to her daddy
>They watch TV in silence
>Mary and Bud watch you approach
>"Oddah daddeh, wy Bud so cwose to Mawy? Mawy nu wan"

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>"Well Mary, like it or not, he loves you. So you're gonna have to deal with it."
>I guess I had to throw that fucker a bone for once
>"Alright guys, I'll be right back. Don't kill each other while I'm gone."
>I head out of the saferoom and go towards the living room
>"Hey Fudge. How are you doing?"

bitch trying to get her tiny foal to clean up her shit

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>He's still staring out the door
>Rose and Tilly stare at him from the couch, confused
>"Daddeh? Wewe munstah? Fudge haf to get Bud an Mawy wegs back"

this makes me laugh every time

Chill, bro. Shit is like the chocolate ice cream to fluffies. They love it.

This is severe autism.

>slams the mother mares face into the crap pile.
"EAT IT POOPY FLUFFY!"

>"I guess the monster ran away because it was scared of you."
>I take a minute to choose my words carefully
>"Fudge, I don't think Bud and Mary are getting their legs back."

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Yep. Wwyd if you saw it happening

(diff user) i would do what i already posted
along with calling it a bad mother, and that the baby is better than it.

I hope the owner walks in on the mother forcing her baby to eat crap and gives her the beating she deserves.

>Fudge frowns
>"Nu....dey nee weggies foa mishuns, daddeh...."
>The mare notice their mate is sad
>Starting to show, they have to waddle to get to him
>Both hug him
>"Nu saddies, speschul fwend....Wose wub yu"
>"Tiwwy wub yu too, speschul fwend!"

>tfw would adopt 'failed' designer fluffies to give them a good life

Me too, user. Wabi sabi

>"Huh? The missions are over Fudge. We won."
>that's the first thing that comes to his mind?
>"Look, Bud and Mary are lucky to be alive right now. They'll need rest for the next couple of days, and then you can come visit them, okay?

The sheer volume of that is horrifying. That's like 10 times his volume in shit.

ide turn her into a litter pal and put the foal on a diet of nothing but chilli

He'll choke to death before eating it all.

>Fudge looks up, like a grizzled war vet
>"Fudge aways wedy foa mishuns, daddeh. Wan pwotect yu"
>He does seem happy at the prospect of seeing them again, though
>"Otay, daddeh. Nu teww dem, tho. Wanna supwise fwends!"

Not if he paces himself. Baby steps (literally)

I'd love to see a logic fight.

>"Nu, mummeh. Ef babbeh num aw poopies den babbeh wown gwow an' be big fwuffy. mummuh nee num poopies fowe miwkies"

>"Well you don't need to go on any more missions. Don't worry about it."
>I pet him on the head
>"I won't tell them you're coming. I'm sure they'll be very happy. There's some fluffies right now that are caring for them."

>looks at price tag of "designer" fluffy
>nope
>looks at the failed one, get an idea

"Hey green fluffy"

tears streaming down its face as it looks up at user "Nyu... nyu daddeh?"

"You are going to die, take forever sleeps in 2 bright times if you do not get a home"

*sniff* "fwuffy kno... fwuffy taiw nu get fwuffeh.. nu wan foweba sweeps"

"you will die little guy"

"nuu... nu wan foweba sweeps ooouuu"

"BUT NOT TODAY!"

"wah.. wah hoomin mean?"

>adopts the fluffy and it lives a good life until it either dies of old age or its own stupidity, regardless it was a happy fluffy, more so than the designer one that got abandoned or abused.

The mother might force him to go faster since the owner could come back at any moment.
Since fluffies are very illogical creatures, the mother would likely just call the brown baby bad and shove him into the shit pile.

>Fudge pounces around in celebration
>"Yay!"
>It's amusing watching the fluffy you saw rip a feral apart a few weeks ago act like a little kid
>The mares join in the jubilation as best they can, with less pouncing and more stubby leg wiggling

wait... they are pillowed to? how did they get up on the couch, let alone move around?

top kek

Tilly and Rose aren't pillowed. They were two of the foals produced by Jerry and Mary. They were left behind after the owner sold the rest to that fluffy mill guy

>"Alright Fudge, I'll go check on them right now, okay?"
>I go into the saferoom and have a talk with Bud and Mary
>"Alright guys, listen up. Fudge will come and see you in a few days. Now, when you tell him what happened to you, you're gonna tell him a monster took your legs, and beat you up, and took away one of your ears. Do not tell him anything I did, or call me a monster when he's around. Got it?"

Is this whole story posted or all collected anywhere? I keep missing large pieces of it

>Mary looks at you confused, but nods
>She seems to either be suppressing or forgetting on the horrible shit you've done
>Bud, as always, isn't as easy
>"Fudge sabe Mawy an Bud. Munstah hooman see"

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I have screenshots. I'm slowly putting the posts together. I work a hella rough full time job with little off time.