Fluffy thread.
>>706949838
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>>706949959
>>706949639
>topic: eating or using fluffies as food stuff
>>706950191
>>706950351
>>706949838
>>706949912
>>706949959
>>706949994
That stuff is retarded. Fluffies die to almost everything, making super killy monsters to hunt them adds nothing.
>>706950509
>>706950713
>>706950616
because cooking them, running them over, etc, etc, is anything new.
did i trigger your autism?
ITT: pathetic rejects
>>706950836
>>706950616
>not excepting new head-cannon this loudly
>>706950851
Just gave an opinion. Cooking is pretty lacking in the verisimilitude department too.
>>706951222
>this stuff is fucking retarded
>just an opinion brah
you can have your opinion, and i can call you a retard too.
this whole genre is retarded but we still confide in it.
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>>706949380
>your parents called, they'll be over to pick you up in 30 minutes anon
>>706951358
I concede I slipped in tone. It felt appropriate for the 4chan /b/ environment for a moment. Mea culpa.
Tell me that i am not the only degenerate that is into traps and this shit in the same time
>>706952227
anon... i think you need to leave
>>706952369
and i am also a frogposter
>>706952227
Do you mean into fluffy in a sexual way too? Double no if so.
>>706952690
4chan has fully corrupted you.
im so sorry.
im so torn with this.
i like hugbox. i also like abuse.
a story or comic about an owner that hugboxes his personal fluffy while abusing ferals on the side would be awesome.
post rare fluff
>>706952753
Syntax error I realize. No, not into traps and fluffy I meant.
>>706953240
Fret not! Mixing hugbox, sadbox and abuse is best taste.
What the fuck is this shit
>>706953805
of all the places to ask that.
>>706953805
wanna google it before you shit post about us being fucked up?
>>706953805
Maybe we should have this as the thread starter from the get go.
Go to /mlp/ you edgelord bronies.
>>706955741
>bronies
yeah nah
>>706955847
Oooh, what do you call the edgy offshoot of an mlp oc? Original character Donut Steel?
>>706955741
>bronies
Seriosly? If we got it near any bronies, they would explode.
>>706956023
i dont speak meme, what are you asking?
>>706955741
We're not actually bronies, believe it or not. I could explain it, but I won't. Have this instead.
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>>706956117
No they wouldn't retard they don't give a shit anymore
>>706956221
He is just salty, sad faggo. After all he thinks fluffy threads are worse than trap threads.
>>706956221
>>706956257
Look up fluffy ponies. They are the origin of fluffies. You spawned from MLP and you should go back to it's intended board. You Reaper mains need to go so we can have more room for trap, cock rate and ylyl threads.
The board is not important. Fluffy is not allowed on /mlp/ though.
>>706956477
We tried. We got banned for posting there. So what, should we get out from 4chan? What are you mod? or the next admin?
>>706956477
kek
>>706956698
Oh, well then I don't mind. Normally my /b/ mindset is yes, leave /b/ but that never works.
>>706951063
In this website
Fixed it for you.
>>706956757
By the way, do you actually jack to the trap threads?
>>706957052
Naw, but I'd rather have just them than them AND fluffy threads.
>>706957172
Okay-dokey.
>>706956477
Fucking kek
Rain up in this bitch
Bump
No 404!
I'm noticing an artist-kun theme... But we're missing something...
What I see a lot of are the following:
1) Torture of foals for the torturing of the foals
2) Torture of the mother through the torture of the foals
3a) Torture by the mother of the foals for otherwise insurmountable conditions (eating babbehs for milkies for example)
3b) Torture by the mother of the foals for poopie baby or some incoherent sense of justice
4) Infographics of some sort
5) Force of nature (stray cats eating them etc)
Things in decline:
1) Smartie torture
2) Proper justice where a misbehaving cunt fluffy is set straight
That's about it.
Things I almost never see, and this is what I'm curious about, why not?
1) Torture of males
2) Torture of males through torture of their foals
3) Torture of males of their own foals for a "justice" or b insurmountable obstacles
4) Weirdbox (my fav)
Feel free to contribute to any list btw, I'm probably wrong with some of those assessments.
If you could answer my inquiry, that'd be neat too.
>>706959352
Fuck off you god damn faggot
>>706959352
Booru is just getting over its justice phase. It was a shit tier phase. Orginal fluffies were abused just to abuse them. Then they needed start justifying why.
>>706959352
I think there is plenty torture of males around.
Weirdbox is also still there.
>>706960003
Off my three...
>>706959352
Fatalsirenz has some weird box. Sure he's a massive asshole but hey, take what you can get?
Many fluffies also tend to look girly by default, so unspecified gender tends to pass as female.
>>706960448
Pretty much this. They were designed to be cut for like unisex. Though even makes can end up with girly colors. Lemme find a great example...
Kek
>>706960448
Like so
>>706960838
The prime example.
These two could also be male.
>>706954066
Can we get some weirdbox? That's always a hilarious addition to the threads
Does parody and memes count as weirdbox?
>>706961196
sure can man
out of weirdbox
maybe semi weirdbox
If no weirdbox, then how about some greentext abuse literature?
>>706963963
WHAT THE FUG
I have no text saved.
I want a pet fluffy. Hopefully we get something similar within my lifetime. Just without the bullshit price, overbreeding and general shittiness of ferals.
>>706956477
>so we can have more room for trap, cock rate and ylyl threads.
No one in this thread cares about those threads, we will continue, your opinion is irrelevant
>>706956477
>>706964170
Just copypasta from the booru or something
>>706963759
>You are in your house
>Watching tv in your sofa, like normal
>Until you hear a noise in the door entrance
>"God, what is it now"
>You go downstairs
>Take the door keys
>You walk to the door entrance
>Open the door
>And you see a fluffy pony
>A female fluffy pony with two little foals
>"Hewwo nice mistah, fwuffy cowd, pwease gif wawm housie? Nee nummies fo babbehs..."
>"No, get out right now"
>The mare starts shivering
>"Buh... buh... wy?"
>You sigh
>"Because you're a disgusting vermin who eats food to shit everywhere, you don't have the right to live, piss off"
>The mare goes from begging to demanding
>"Nu cawe! Meanie mistuh gif skettis an toysies an housie wite nao ow mummah gonna gif wowest owwies!"
>This answer destroyed your patience
>You go full mad and step one of her foals
>"NUUU! BABBEH!" She cries while her foal bleeds to death
>Her foal chirps and chirps while he dies
>"Babbeh..."
>You firmly say: "Leave at once or you may suffer the same death"
>She runs away crying
I remember one really long greentext story that spanned for several parts, all continuing off the same story, about a man who had one fluffy that he found more useful than the rest, the rest of which were kept in a basement I think. I wanna say that the fluffy's name was Mint or something like that, it was a really good read and I wish I could find it again
Part 1/2
>Be you
>Going to your house after a long day at work
>You are on your car, going home
>Get in home
>Take the keys
>Open door
>You go and take your coat off
>You go upstairs, to your room
>And in middle of that, you hear something
>You hear a "Mummah wub babbehs, babbehs wub mummah..." or something like that
>You go faster
>When you reach the second floor, you smell something
>It's shit
>Shit everywhere
>Oh god no
>You see a pink thing behind your bed
>It's a fluffy dam, hugging a foal while another vermin drinks milk
>The litle fucks didn't just enter your house, but they covered everything in shit
>Your patience dies
"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING IN MY HOUSE YOU FUCKING VERMIN?!"
>>706966458
Part 2/2
>The mare hears you and looks at you with horror
>"EEEEE NU WIKE SCAWY BOICE!" The dam says while she shits
>"Mummah, babbeh scawed, make evil munsta go way" Her hugging babbeh asks
>The mare goes from scared to brave
>"Dummeh munsta, mummah nu wan dummeh in pwetty housie, ou scawe babbehs, go way!" She demands
"Oh, actually, no, i'm not going away, this is MY FUCKING HOUSE!"
>The mare puffs her cheeks and her little vermins cry in terror
>"Nu cawe! Dis fwuffy housie nao, go way!" She yells
>You're mad as fuck
>You grab a foal, the one she was hugging, he's crying and chirping in complete horror, you look at him, and bite his head off
>"NUUUUUUU! BESTES BABBEH!" The pest cries
>She runs at you and headbutts your leg
>No pain at all
>You crush her legs one by one while she screams in pain and agony
>"SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! NU HUWT WEGGIES NU MOWE!" She asks crying
>You grab a foal and he shits while saying "Mummah! Hewp!"
>The mare tries to do something, anything, but she fails
>You squish the foal's testicles with your bare fingers
>"EEEEEEEEEE-" the foal screams
>The mare is crying, shitting, pissing, everything she can do
>You throw the little dumbass to the window, he falls to never be seen again
>You do the same with the remaining baby
>You take the mare and use her to clean her own shit, she smells like crap, vomit, and piss
>She just whispers "...Nu smew pwetty... wan die... am wostest mummah evah..."
>She's broken
>The only remaining thing to do is getting rid of her
>Window and bye bye
>What a good day
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>>706966458
>>706966544
Personal OC
Now contriboot yourselves
>>706966544
>window and bye bye
>>706966888
Nice digits
>>706966878
Classic scenario. Good stuffs.
>>706967066
I've been having good digits all day
>>706967868
Thanks
>>706966878
heres muh contributions https://www.fluffybooru.org/post/list/author%3Adeadweight/1
>>706967868
Hah, I remember this one, good ending. Ginger Fig was a good source of greentexts
>>706968621
Post some to keep the thread bumped
And because the booru isn't too mobile friendly
BUMPIN
>A dark December night, close to midnight
>You're relaxing in front of the fireplace, reading a book and sipping on a glass of single malt.
>John Coltrane is playing from the speakers, creating a nice, cosy atmosphere.
>You look up. A blizzard is approaching. You can clearly see huge snowflakes twirling about.
>A gust of cold wind brushes against your feet. You get up and put another log on the fire.
>Suddenly there's a knock outside, followed by another two.
>You get up, more confused than annoyed. Visitors at this time and in this weather?
>You open the door. Hinges are somewhat stiff.
>Looking around, you see nothing but darkness. Closest neighbours miles away. Nothing but darkness and your tiny porch light above your head.
>"H-hewwo nice mistah. C-can fwuffy haf wawmies fow a wittwe bit?"
>The voice made you twitch. You look down. There's a small fluffy pegasus on your doorstep, white as snow, with a powder blue mane and tail, all matted and frozen into fluff-sickles.
What now? First reply decides.
new fleshlight>>706969756
>>706969756
Cut its balls and make it an enfie toy
>>706969756
Let it in, maybe it knows how to be good. It did only ask for a little bit of warmth, maybe it knows how to not overstay its welcome
And if not, well, free firewood
>>706969930
>You scratch your head and shrug.
>"Eh, it's been quite some time, I guess. Sorry, fella." you say to no one in particular, least of all to the fluff.
>You invite it in and set it in front of the fireplace.
>As it warms its wee little hooves, you grab the poker and one swift tap later you have one unconscious fluffy.
>You check under its tail. It's a male. Ah well, beggers can't be choosers.
>Grabbing poultry shears, you snip off the fluffy's legs and cauterize them with a flambing torch.
>You pour some olive oil on the fluffy's rectum, twiddle your thumb in it a little bit, spit on your member and force it in.
>The fluffy's eyes snap open.
>It cranks its neck and looks you in your eyes.
>"Dat was not a pwetty thing to do, mistah." it scolds you.
>Suddenly you feel something move inside of the little body. Slugs, eels and maggots all come into your mind.
>You want to pull out. You can't.
What do?
>>706970749
Enfie toy for another fluffy
>>706969756
Take it in and then torture it into submission and chirp status
>>706969756
No warmth.
No food.
No sympathy.
Only suffering and death for the fluffy vermin.
>>706970749
did i won
>>706970749
detach penis, grab another from detachable penis box
>>706971195
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=byDiILrNbM4
>>706956477
>more room for shit-tier threads
Kek
>>706970749
Begin fluffy torture
Bump while anon types
>>706971195
>You chuckle to yourself. You had thought it was going to be a boring night.
>"You nu can escape, mistah." the fluffy chirps.
>"We'll see about that."
>You grab the same poultry shears, kiss them, raise them high and uttering a prayer to your god, you snip your member off.
>You scream as a jet of blood stains the wainscotting around you. It's just like your mother's parties.
>Your frantic mind rejoices.
>You grab one of the fluffy legs from the floor and smear the blood on your stump. Blood clots, but the strange feeling remains.
>You open a lacquered wooden box and toss the detached penis along with the rest.
>"New fweind?"
>"Hewwo."
>"Wuw!"
>You frown and slam the lid shut. Damn them. You're still as alone as ever.
>A new penis emerges from your crotch. A penis with white fluff and two beady eyes at the tip.
>"Mistah wan miwkies?"
What now?
>>706968621
Wait, you are the writer of Make-A-Friend? That's a favorite of mine.
>>706969550
ok, heres one of my early ones
>Be me
>work at private greenhouse in northern michigan for growing medical marijuana
>fairly isolated location, abandoned deercamp, land was cheap
>be pulling a 2 day watch at the greenhouse to keep pests or thieves away
>sampling the product when i hear cracking and snapping
>see one of the plants topple over
>ohwhatthefuck.wav?
>grab taser and bat the boss left me and go to investigate, find nothing
>turn to walk away when i hear very high pitched voices
>yay gweenie nummies!
>fluffies? here? where? relatively unheard of around here, woods too dense and full of wildlife for fluffies to live long
>look around, still dont see anything, see the toppled plant moving and investigate
>ohshitson.ogg micro fluffies!
>microfluffs are exceedingly rare to spot around here
>musta hitched a ride in somethings fur
>look around the greenhouse for point of ingress
>tiny flap of plastic torn in back corner, not even big enough for a rat, i tape it up immediately and then do a perimeter sweep for any other tears. secure
>Return to find the microfluffs swarming the plant, gnawing leafs and even nibbling the immature buds
>thisshitwillnotstand.rmvb
>>706972320
>plants can be harvested for 5-800 bucks in profit, this one had no chance
>fluffies still havent noticed me, there must be 15 of them
>they gotta go, boss will kill me if i let this go, literally, kill me
>run to the office, basically a partitioned area at back of greenhouse
>rummage through cupboard and desk, looking for instruments of death
>find 2 cans of keyboard duster, some bangsnaps from 4th of july, yknow, the lil paper thingies ya throw at the ground and they go bang! and some party poppers, they look like champagne bottles you pull a string and they explode paper streamers
>disgunbegud.mobi
>grab the pesticide sprayer too, full of basically pepper spray, keeps the aphids and mites and deer off the plants without being harmful
>grab respirator mask and head out into the greenhouse
>weak scent of shit reaches me, even through the filter
>Microfluffs are having a feast! stalk has been gnawed down, buds stripped, they burp and shit to make room for more, not stopping, even when full
>i sneak back and proceed to spray rest of the plants, no more snacks for them
>when i return, they are still eating, hugging, cooing and singing
>rudeawakening.ass
>take a couple bangsnaps and lob them at the planter
>may aswell be hand grenades to microfluffs
>blue microfluff hears whistling and looks up
>whu dat ting?
>fucking-BOOM!
>microfluff explodes in red mist, others deafened, its like a carbomb in fallujah
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>>706972360
>tiny screams reverberate as the fluffies panic
>step in quickly as th3ey try to scramble, slipping in their own piss and shit slicks
>take party popper, pull the string
>BANG!
>bottom blows off, apparently with eough force to knock one mare off its feet and the paper endcap demolishing another like a flying manhole cover
>mass of paper streamers fly out at what may as well be mach 5 to the microfluffs
>6 of them instantly tangled in impromptu paper net gun
>approach writhing mass of tangled microfluffs
>mummah hewp! giant munstah!
>wet fwuffy go! babbehs nee mummah!
>nope.jpg
>lean in with keybopard duster and blast the pile
>few peeps and then nothing, concentrated c02 suffocated them almost instantly
>hear a tiny frrrrrt
>tiny dollop of shit on my hand
>dummeh muunstah! dees am hewds nummies!
>ohfuckmysides.bmp
>a fucking micro smarty!
>reach over and grab clear plastic cup, cover micro smarty and grind the edge into the dirt so he has absolutely no chance of escape, he peeps and shits himself
>lean in close and breathe heavy through the respirator
>you get to watch
>go on rampage, stomping any fluffs on the floor, hitting more with bangsnaps, tiny redmists covering leaves.
>hear smarty screaming his itty bitty lungs out
>turn corner and look down
>whatatwist.wmv
>a micro mare with foals!
Some day I'd like to have a fluffy thread thread, full of screenshots of all the stupid ass drama and shit people say in these thread.
>>706972413
>a sick grin creeps over my face, hidden from the tiny mare by my mask
>she is too scared to run
>kneel down and get face to face, air exhaled from mask enough to ruffle her fluff, she shits and pisses all over her hindquarters
>survey her litter, tiniest technicolor pack of shitrats you ever saw
>hear even mor pathetic peeps coming from behind her, coming from shit
>she trembles and shits again as i reach out with my monolithic hand and push her aside, nudging through the shit with a gloved fingertip
>tiniest fluffy i ever saw, brown, micro-runt
>i lift it out carefully, on the tip of my finger, i bring it forward to the mares face
>fear gives way to realization of my unposed question
>dat poopeh babbeh, bewongs wif poopies
>oh, this will be fun
>whoever said potheads are non-violent, they never met me
>my sadistic side is in full swing as i take this baby abandoning micro slap to gods face and scoop her up before she can run
>set her in a bowl, set runt on a saucer wiht a droplet of milk nearby, it begins to feast as i pick up all its siblings and stand in front of the mare
>gif mummah babbehs nice munsta?
>nope
>squeeze the tiny vermin between my fingertips one by one, popping them like bubblewrap
>mare freezes, look of horror on her face, drop mangled babies into her bowl and she finally begins to shriek
>oh but we are far from done
>>706972247
Begin to torture the fluffy
>>706972469
>have a stroke of genius
>retrieve smarty, bring back to mare
>constant stream of "dummeh munsta" this and "biggest hurties" that
>drop him on table and retrieve mare, she is huuhuuing her heart out
>turn to smarty
>she has big heart hurties, her babbehs went forever sleepies, i think she needs new ones, can you help?
>takes a minute for the question to sink into smarties rice grain sized brain
>smarty gif mare best babbehs!
>smarty enfy rape time ensues
>fashion a tiny post and rope back at the planter where they gnawed the poor afghani kush
>sink micro steak into the ground and uproot dead plant
>make sure the soil is still good, then go to retrieve a fresh clone to plant, smarty is on his back, huffing, exhausted from "gud feels"
>mare still huuhuuing
>scoop both up and walk back to planter, set them down next to freshly planted clone
>you dumb fuckers cost me money, thats not good, you gotta pay it back and i know how
>how smarty and mawe pay back munsta?
>i grin and start to dig small hole near plant, snatch up now impregnated mare and stuff her neck deep in hole, loosely filling it
>she gets to be a fertiliser stick for this precious new plant and you get to watch her give birth in the dirt and feed it more
>smarty thrashes and pulls at the twine around his waist, to no avail, he thretens and pleads and the soon mummah just cries
>ignore them for now and hunt down remaining microfluffs, gather all up and pile in blender
>resulting slurry becomes excellent plantfood
>return to find both microfluffs sobbing, i smile and find a bag of trailmix, spreading a bit in front of them both, not about to let them starve before showtime
>call boss, volunteer for a few extra days. no way im missing the show
>sit back smoking roach with the itsy bitsy runt sleeping soundly beside me
and theres one of my early works
>>706972433
I've started lurking these threads for bits of gold and saving the good stuff. They usually get purged by janitors before anything good happens though.
>>706972587
>>706953805
It's leukemia. Gay fucking /mlp/ shit that gets 404'ed when there's actual mods on.
>>706972247
Oh lawdy this went from abuse to weirdbox real fucking quick
>>706968621
My nigga, Roadie is one of the few Fluffy stories that managed to make me get moist eyed. I raise my glass to you friend.
>>706972756
What would you like to see in /b/?
Maybe make a thread you like right now. Who knows, we might even join you there.
Be the change you want.
Win through superior content.
>>706973105
thanks, glad you liked it =]
Bump
>>706972433
The meta's got me trippin
>>706973337
Thank -you-. Between the creative and descriptive writing, and the little things like naming an Alicorn after the Mayan underworld is excellent. I would go so far to say that you are among the best writers on the booru.
>>706973868
thanks, that means alot. i just write whatever ppps into my head and let it unfold as i go.
>>706972503
>You look at the pincushion next to your armchair, a leftover from sowing baptism dresses earlier that day.
>You look at the poker with its tip in the fire.
>You look at the bottle of single malt.
>You look at your penis. It's kind of cute. You don't dislike cute things.
>You also don't feel like inflicting any more torture on yourself. When it comes to your religion, you're still a novice and it shows.
>So. You turn on the television and put a DVD in the player. One your mother made to commemorate your birth. It stars your father in the nude, shaving and slapping dead pigs, hanging on huge rusty hooks from the ceiling.
>You feel your testicles shrivel. "F-fwuffy scawed." Your fluffy penis peeps.
>You smile a gentle smile and stroke it reassuringly. Good feews.
>Suddenly there's a bang on the door.
>"IN NAME OF THE GOD EMPEROR OF MANKIND, OPEN THE DOOR, HERETIC!"
What do?
>>706973060
Not my fault.
anyone have the comic where a mom rejects a brown fluffy and the owner adopts it?
but the other baby is spoiled as well as the mother.
>>706974075
hollow part 3 is next btw =]
>>706974167
i believe u are looking for good manners are all that matters
>>706972546
That was really good, I do wonder what happened next
>>706974164
all hail the trump
>>706974167
That description is kinda vague, I've seen a lot of stories like that.
>>706974164
I pray that the ordoro xenos does other find my fluffy member. I grab some prized positions and flee through that catacombs touching my house behind me.
>>706974322
thanks man.
>>706974222
S'all good. Nice to see a MI Anon as well.
>>706974814
murder mitten 4 life!
>>706975261
AYMEN BROTHER. THROUGH THE COLD, THE NIGGERS AND THE ANIMALS THAT WANT TO KILL US WE WILL PREVAIL. (The decent blacks are chill in Michigan, oddly if pleasantly enough. Also fuck deer running in the road.)
>>706975580
right? i know some chill blacks and my friend hit a deer doin 70
>>706974798
i think i was mistaken, i kn ow which one u are talking about though. he puts her in a box with fleas, abuses the smarty baby ripping its legs off and slapping its balls then rewards the brown foal and names it nestle
>>706975713
Yeah, I've been in Detroit a few times and met some really pleasant older blacks and a few younger ones. Sort of guys who hold doors open for older folks, folks with kids stuff like that. Heh, Smarty blacks. Deer are good tasting but a fucking road hazard, guy had his van get bisected when he hit a deer earlier in the month. It was pretty horrific.
>>706972546
I liked the idea of having mercy on the one that was abandoned, is there more?
>>706975855
yup thats the one,
>>706974618
>Just as you disappear through the trap-door leading to the catacombs under your house, you look back one last time just in the right moment to see a black boot of an oversize armour kicking through your door. Crap. It's the Deathwatch.
>"Hey, it's John Coltrane!" you hear a voice say from above.
>"Is that real single malt?" another adds. You curse and with tears welling up in your eyes, you pray that your god bestows eternal punishment upon them.
>"Nu cwy, mistah! Dewe, dewe! Fwuffy hewe!" your penis sing-songs.
>"WHAT WAS THAT?!"
>"THE HERETIC!"
>"HE'S UNDER THE HOUSE!"
>"AFTER HIM!"
>"Hey, guys. Check out this box!"
>You swallow a tear.
>The ground shakes as one by one the members of Deathwatch land in the tunels.
>You want to run, but alas - you've lost too much blood, and then there's that alcohol in your belly.
>You know you won't escape.
>You turn around and stroke your fluffy.
>"Let's do this, fella."
>"Otay, mistah!"
>You disarm the piston bum-plug you've been over-pressuring for the last several minutes.
>You run towards the Deathwatch, arms spread wide.
>You realize you love them. You realize you love the fluffy penis. You realize you love the world and yourself.
>A stream of white leaves the fluffy's mouth.
>"I AM YOURS! TAKE ME NOW!" you scream at the top of your lungs.
>It was a good life
>The End
Brought to you by dust_c
This was fun. Let's do this again some day, but right now I'm off to make dinner.
>>706976294
there is a cameo with the grower and the micro alicorn in one of my other stories, but thats about it
>>706976460
Thank you. This was a good way to end a tough day.
>>706976713
Well shucks, that's too bad.
Mind posting some more?
>>706960351
I would think you have to have some weird issues in order to come up with this stuff.
>>706977112
cant post comic pics too big, heres the link to that comic you wanted https://www.fluffybooru.org/post/list/artist:RingOfFire/1
>>706976875
what u want? i got weirdbox, some hug box, science abuse and a series where an exterminator trains brown babies to be hunters and even gives them rooster spurs
>>706977469
Any abuse with some good story
>>706977784
okey dokey, this was the prototype for my exterminator series
>be me
>live in Flint Mi.
>asshole of the universe
>City never really recovers after water crisis
>lead has lasting effects on eco system, most predatory species die off
>which leads to a massive fluffy problem
>be exterminator, one of the few good paying honest jobs in town
>first job, find wounded brown and silver alicorn, save from herd and decimate the rest
>take him home, nurse to health, has scarred eye and slightly clipped left wing. name him Algernon
>teach him what i do, he feels no love loss for ferals, being neglected and abused by his own herd
>train him to hunt and find feral herds, clean out several dens in a week, Algernon is getting strong and cunning and calculating
>one day, find den with a mare feeding several fat foals, before i can do the deed, hear peeping from shit pile
>3 brown foals, not runts, just abandoned
>dem poopeh ba-
>mares standard bullshit cut off as Algenron jabs her spine with his horn, its a strong horn, lots of vitamins for my growing boy
>drag lifeless mare from den, Algernon marches the foals out one by one and stomps them to paste, goes back to get the last ones, hear him sobbing
>look in to see him doting over the 3 poopy babbies, poor guy, must be a painful flashback for him
>heartmelt engage, take the 3 brown foals out and put in pet carrier in truck
>>706977990
>drive home, set about cleaning the foals as Algernon watches fascinated
>3 brown colts, peeping and chirping, get some formula and set about nursing them
>algernon watches and coos about wimkies make big and strong, softy.
>3 grow fast, watch as algenron teaches them the difference between good fluffies and bad fluffies, babehs recall their time in the shitpile, idea forms
>supplement their diets with growth hormones and testosterone, extra fish oil and brain food for algernon
>week later, 3 brownies are named athos, porthos and aramis, biggest damn fluffies youve ever seen
>hulking brutes, rippling with the closest thing fluffies got to muscle
>heavy training to make them tough as well, hooves heavily callused, num to pain or temperature, teeth strengthened with calcium and gnawing hard blocks
>phone rings, customer calling, large herd
>its time
>grab the gear, load the boys, Algernon is aching for some fluffy revenge and the boys are snorting and grumbling
>arrive at customers, half acre immaculate vegetable garden ruined, 20 fluffies babbling and shitting without stopping
>finalise deal with customer and fetch the boys
>algernon is talking to them through his carrier and whatever he said has them riled up
>time for the grand experiment
>open carrier with 3 brutes, set them down
>boys, theres a whole herd of meani fluffies in there, meanies like the ones who made you sleep in poopy, ones like the ones who hurt algernon
>algernon narrows his eyes and seeths and the brutes snort and talk of crushing bad fluffies, i smile. thats my boys
>get the gear, tiny spur blades that i attatch to their ankles, a mini camera on a spiked collar and a fluffy sized dose of adrenalin, my boys are tough, they have strong hearts
>practically foaming with rage by the time i let them go
>>706978110
>rustle through bushes, the herd doesnt notice at first, but then the smarty sees a flash of brown fluff and goes apeshit
>dummeh poopeh fwuffy bettah weave! dis swamty wand and no gun share with stoopid, ugwy, poo..
>words fail smarty as athos emerges from the bushes, looming over him, eyes glaring with rage, he is huge, big as a barky munsta!
>smarty shits himself and yells to his herd to run!
>too late, porthos and aramis are already biting, stomping and slicing the fluffies to ribbons
>SCREEEEEEE exclaims the smarties special friend as her tummy is sliced by the spur
>smarty goes to aid her, but athos pins him down, all he can do is watch his herd get massacred
>algernon strolls into the carnage and starts plucking out foals
>smarty beside himself, scrambling so hard to get free and save the chirpy babbies from the horned wingy munsta
>algenron lines up the babies, from fattest to scrawniest, looks over them and pushes four delicately aside
>smarty thinks maybe munsta fluffy will kill the bad babbehs and go
>heart sinks as algernon squishes the fattest one slow, til it pukes milk and eventually, its own esophagus
>smarty can only sob, not for the babehs, not anymore, he fears for his own life
>he watches glassy eyed as algernon dispatches the other fat foals in quick order, wiping his bloody hooves on smarties haunch
>turning to the runts and rejects, algernon speaks up
>dees am onwy gud fwuffies here, daddeh wiww make dem big and stwong wike us, den, they give foweva sweepies to bad fwuffies wike ou
>algernon is helping the peeping foals into aramis' fluff as athos bites down on smarties neck and crunches through his spine. lights out
>>706978183
>i smile and sit in the van, watching it all from the monitor, cameras were a great investment
>algernon is a cold sumbitch, he knows full well he is going to raise those foals to be killers
>i round them all up and give them water and sketti flavored chow in the van, formula for the foals, which algernon helps them to drink, door open so they can get some fresh air
>go clean up the aftermath and collect my pay, easiest payday ever
>return to van and smile at my growing army of vengeful rejects
>slide door closed revealing company logo, one eyed alicorn with a knife in his teeth. banner beneath says slaughters marauders
>yo joe
short and sweet but lead to so much more
>>706978285
That's pretty good, I like it
Go on as you please
>>706978859
alrighty, this is the second story in the marauders series
Fresh Prince of Belle Isle
I stood on the shore, looking out at the detorit river, its was a quiet morning, the sun shining down, seaguls over head, i watched the waves lap the beach and i took a deep breath and sighed
"God, it really is beautiful here"
GAK!!! AUCK!!!!
I looked down at the purple pegasus pinned under my boot, squirming as my tread sits on his neck, he doesnt seem to agree, I pout mockingly and twist my foot til i hear his neck snap, struggling stops and i stuff him in a bio-hazard bag.
I turned and headed back to the van, still hardly believing my luck, the DNR and The USDA have declared war on the ferals. and somehow, mine has become the name to know for dealing with these vermin. so, here i am, Belle Isle, gorgeous, until the ferals got in, now they are ravaging the forest, stripping any food sources for the native species, swarming tourists for nummies and even broke into the conservatory.
They asked me in to end the problem, but said im not to bloody up the conservatory, too many valuable plants. so i make a few calls to an old buddy of mine at U of M, research scientist who promises to send me a nifty new toy.
Menawhile, Algernon and the others are scouring the woods, theyve already diced up a number of ferals and tagged there remains using the little rfid chips i gave them in a little pouch on Al's haunch. Athos, Porthos and Aramis have become quite the killing machines, regular baths are mandatory with them, they get so caked in blood on these missions.
>>706979122
The four rejects recovered by Algernon are really coming into their own now too, not quite as big as the 3 brutes yet, but growing fast. they are agile in the underbrush and get the ferals their big brothers cant reach. I noticed the only thing that really seems to sooth the big brutes afterwards are reruns of the 3 stooges, something about that slapstick violence really connects with them, so I name the new boys Larry, Moe, Curly and Shemp.
The mini cams on their collars capture one hell of a show, they may be small yet, but they are very strong thanks to my regiment of hormones, testosterone and nutrient packed food, shemp has one fluffy pinned on its back while Larry is digging its guts out with a spur, the fluffy is screaming so loud the birds fly away, i must remember to sharpen those spurs
"dummeh hoomin! gif smawty your nummies or get worstest hurties!"
I look out the vans open sliding door to see a lil green unicorn puffing its cheeks and stamping its hooves.
"really dude? boy did you pick the wrong van"
I step out as he blows a rasbperry and turn to fire his shit canon, a beanbag round to the asshole stops that.
"peep! why poopie pwace hurt? huuhuu."
He is still lamenting his bruised asshole as i scoop him up and walk over to a no littering sign and begin to nail him to it. shit slidng down the pole as i tap the nails into his hauncehs and leave him there as an example til this is over.
>>706979240
I'm just finishing up when Algernon emerges from the woods, I hear peeping and chirping from his fluff. I smile, new recruits. seven foals, all rejects, brown babies and one small alicorn. I can see the mournful look on Al's face as I examine the foals, especially the alicorn. I can see the hope in his eyes, I smile and pat his head as I fetch the nursing box, essentially a cardboard box with milk nipples in the sides, I set them all in gently as they peep, chirp and attack the nipples like starving men. our little family is growing fast.I reach down and pick up Al as I sit on the van floor, I pet him and tell him he is a very good fluffy and how proud I am of him, he smiles and coos and I set him back down as he wags his silver tail.
"Ok Al, get back out there, your brothers need their leader."
Al's face grows stoic, eyes going cold as he nods, its all business now and it warms my heart to see him so commited. he disappears into the woods and I link the camers to my smartphone and lock up the van, smiling at the logo befre I gear up and head towards the conservatory.
The city has closed down the park for a week and given me free reign, only support staff remain so its eerily quiet as I walk to the large building, I see the occasional feral here or there, the ones in the brush get a .22 to the skulls for their trouble, up close, its worse. boots, bat, beanbags or a blackjack filled with iron shavings, god does that make a satisfying crack against smarty skulls. I approach the door to the fernery, a few ferals scraping at the doors, trying to find their way in to their commrades.
>>706979366
CRACK! Bat makes contact with one so hard his head comes off, while the other 2 are stunned I kneel down and beat them to a paste with the blackjack. I stand and look in the window. jesus, there must be 40 of them, mowing through ferns and other leafy greens. I know they said dont hurt the plants, but jesus, theres hardly anything left. I do a perimeter sweep and make sure theres no way out for them, I leave them to go check the other buildings. The cactus house is clear, except one dead fluffy impaled on a saguaro, dumb fucker musta tried to hug it. the vestibule is clear, the palm house has maybe 5 milling around, its a quick few boot stomps and the mess is minimal. lock up, move on, the show house seems to be brimming with shit, looks like they found a designated pooping spot. a quick sweep reveals only 5 foals, buried in shit, poor fellas, never had a chance, I scoop em out and give em a quick burial.
"Dont worry little guys, vengeance is coming."
I steel my resolve, lock up and head to the fernery again, Outside I hear the rabble, babytalk and peeping, they are having a field day. now seems likea good time to try out my friends toy, I pull the little metal brick from my vest and look it over, one switch and one knob, an EMP grenade, damn, dave is a crazy sumbitch. fluffies are succeptible to electrical "resets". a good jolt will blank their memories, an emp will likely scramble them for good, quick and clean way of ending this. I radio the boys.
"Ok Al, you and the boys stay out there, keep it up, you're all good fluffies, just stay away from the big glass building til I say ok."
"Ok Daddeh" comes a chorus of replies, god I love those little psychos.
>>706979470
with that taken care of, I set the intensity and timer on the emp and open the door, tossing it in and locking it again, it thuds to the ground before a mare and her foals, she jumps, shitting herself as her babies investigate, the box is beeping, it sounds like foal chirps, they draw close. prodding it.
"nyu fwiend?"
boom, the casing erupts as its triggered, shredding 2 babies before the pulse does its job, 47 fluffies go down, writhing, twitching, squealing and gurgling. I step in to see the aftermath, all of them in various states of paralasys. goddamn dave, I gotta get more of these.
I walk the aisles to make sure it got them all, done and done, so I start gathering them up, a big ass crate, they mewl and gurlge, unable to articultae words anymore as I drop em in, seal it up and head out. I radio the boys for a sitrep.
SCREEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!
Aramis is snout deep in tummy sketties when his radio kicks on, tearing apart another toughie. I smile and say to myself, thats my boys.
I wheel the crate back to the van and retrive my tanks, petting the box of runts before I turn back to the crate and attach the helium tank to the valve on top, with the throw of a lever, the airholes close up and I start the gas, its almost funnmy how high pitched their peeps become before they start to fall silent. I sit and open my lunch, eating my sammich as the gas finishes the ferals and I watch my boys slaughter on video, damn this gonna be a good week.
and thats that one
>>706955741
> I'm literally retarded!
that's nice
>>706962365
>YOUR HATRED ONLY MAKES FLUFFPOSTERS STRONGER!
>>706964264
Pomeranians are about the right size and fluffiness
>>706979546
Good story, a bit too much senseless violence but hey, it /is/ his job.
I've got nothing to do, so if you don't either I'll keep sitting here reading your stories
>>706972273
yes i am, sorry for the delayed response
>>706978285
where did he come from where did he go
where did you come from cotton eye joe
>>706949994
Your spelling and grammar is atrocious.
>>706980812
ok, imma switch to weirdbox now lol
Unholy
By Deadweight
It was a cold september day in Vatican City when the antichrist was born. All the signs pointed to the devil on earth. The prophecies aligned and the sky grew dark. The popes most trusted cardinals gathered to study the scriptures in an attempt to find the beast.
Priests are prepared for their holy quests. The Vatican selects its most faithful men of the cloth to scour the globe. They will follow every lead the ancient texts have laid out.
The Seven Daggers of Megiddo are brought up from the Vaticans secret library.
Once the priests are prepared for their journey, they are given audience with the pope.
Pope Alistair I huddles beneath his robes and his blanket. A chill runs through him as he feels the world shift.
He has been in deep contemplation since the signs began to appear. He runs the rosary beads through his aged fingers as he pours over an old latin codex.
Beside him, the pope's macchiato has gone cold. He closes his eyes in silent prayer as Cardinal Glick approaches.
"Holy Father, The chosen priests have come for their blessing."
Pope Alistair waves the cardinal off as he reads a few more lines of latin.
Cardinal Glick leads the priest in and they all kneel at the feet of the pope.
He raises the Censer and swings it before the priests as Alistair rises and gives his blessing to his seven children of god.
Pope Alistair makes the sign of the cross before the seven priests and they each kiss his ring.
The priests rise as The cardinal brings forth the aged wooden box. The metal filigree is exquisite. The priests look on in awe as Cardinal Glick opens it to show them the daggers.
>>706981167
thats early work, it gets better
>>706955069
I love this guy's artwork. I just wish he made more than s small handful of pictures.
>>706955069
a small*
>>706981222
The priests are given communion and a chance to confess their sins before they are sent into the world to save us all from darkness.
Pope Alistair seems to age decades over the next month. His brow is constantly furrowed in worry. He prays for hours on end as his soldiers of god continue their quest with no success. The priests give constant updates to the Vatican. No success. Everywhere they go they see signs of the world being touched by evil. Poverty, Famine, War. The world is spinning into the abyss faster everyday.
Two months into the search, Three of the priests have returned home. A fruitless quest that led them all to deadends.
The pope grows more and more concerned and decrepit as he sees his beloved world slipping into evils grasp.
The days go by and the quest remains unfulfilled. Two more priests return empty handed. False leads is all they have to offer. It seems like the forces of darkness are keeping the truth murky and hidden, protecting their fallen lord.
Another month and one more priest returns to The Vatican empty handed.
The pope has lost his hope. He prays all day every day. His health declines quickly as he neglects to sleep or eat. A gnawing fear fills him. A dread that he shall be the one to watch the world burn. He is soon bedridden as The Cardinals run the day to day operations and maintain their quest.
3 months and seven days later, the final priest returns.
Father Sarducci has not returned home empty handed. He wheels a large crate before him and is rushed through Vatican security by The Swiss Guard.
>>706981360
The six priests spring from their quarters when they hear of Sarducci's return.
They rush into the room as Sarducci is prying the crate open with a crowbar.
"Is it true? Sarducci did you really find him?"
Sarducci nods solemnly as he prys the nails loose. Cardinal Glick arrives moments later.
"Where did you find him?"
Sarducci pries the last nail free and the end falls to the floor and he looks at the priests.
"Cleveland."
The priests and Glick all gather close to the dark crate and peer inside when a voice rises from the dark.
"When dew is nu mow woom in heww, da ded wiww wawk da earf!"
Sarducci makes the sign of the cross and a hiss rises from the dark before the fallen one emerges. A blood red unicorn fluffy stallion.
One priest has to stifle a laugh as the others look on confused. Cardinal Glick does not look amused.
"Is this some kind of sick joke Sarducci?? The Holy Father lays bedridden with grief and you bring us this??"
"No I swear! This is the antichrist! Look at him! All the marks are there!"
Sarducci grabs the stallion roughly as it tries to bite at him. He pulls the fluff back from the stallions forehead and reveals a scarified 666 on its flesh.
"See! It bares the mark of the beast! Look at its horns! It has a split tongue and a spade tail! This is The UnHoly One!"
>>706981472
The priests begin to berate him as Glick looks on at the smirking stallion. Instead of a typical unicorn, this one had a pair of small curved horns near its ears. It's eyes were an odd reptilian shape and it watched with satisfaction as the priests argued. Glick clapped his hands to silence them all and approaches the fluffy.
"Tell me, who are you?"
The fluffy laughs an unnaturally deep laugh and begins to speak.
"I am da sun of pewdition, pwince of wies! I am da mownin staw Wucifew. I am da beast made fwesh!"
The priests jump back in suprise as the two little horns give off a miniscule poof of fire that leaves a heavy sulfur stink in the room.
"Da tousand yeaws hab ended and naow da worwd bewongs tu me!"
The walls creak and darkness begins to fill the edges of the room.
"I bwing da pwagues behind me! Aww hoomanitee awe my swaves!"
They all turn to the window to see a swarm of insects splatting against the window. Thousands of tiny winged insects uselessly smashing into the window.
"Fruitflies?"
One priest remarks at the rather lackluster plague of flies.
"Is this for real? The Antichrist arrives on earth and takes the form of a fluffy?"
A round of laughter erupts around the room. The beast is not amused. It puffs its cheeks as steam rises from them. Its onyx hoof stomps the table and makes the chandelier shake.
"Dummeh mowtaws! Dis fowm means nuffin! Aww da powwa of heww is at my dispowsaw!"
>>706981552
The room shakes more violently and paintings fall from the walls as the fluffy puffs its cheeks hard in concentration.
This last for about a minute before the fluffy is gasping for air and breathing heavy.
"Thats it? Is he fucking serious?"
Glick reaches back and smacks the priest who swore before they all turn to look at the beast. Its still winded from its last display of "power".
"Soooo, what do we do now?"
The young priest has a good point as they all begin to mumble. Cardinal Glick just rolls his eyes and goes to the cabinet. He retrieves a bottle of holy water and returns. The priests all gather around expecting Glick to give some grand latin exorcism. Glick simply sets the bottle down in front of the beast.
Antichrist drowns.
The smell of of sulfur and the shadows dissipate as the air is filled with a ghostly SCREEEEEEeeeeeee....
The beast lays slain and the world returns to normal as the curse is broken. Glick turns to Sarducci and pats his shoulder.
"Good work Father. You may well have saved the world this day. Now one of you idiots go throw that thing in the furnace and go check on his holiness!"
The priests scatter to retrieve a bag and spread the word. Glick shakes his head as he looks at the felled beast.
"Better luck next time, Stupido."
END
>>706956117
>100% nature
kek
>>706981952
Mutagen was the best thing ever
>>706962944
Not gonna lie. I kinda got a boner.
>>706982428
SPIDER FUCKER
>>706981632
Okay, that was pretty funny
>>706982547
i try
>>706982824
Keep going!
>>706983041
alrighty then
Foallercoaster
By Deadweight
New York City was a huge hub for the foal in a can fad. At one point there were vending machines every other block. The gimmick wore thin soon as mothers had to cover their childrens eyes as they passed. Not to keep them from begging for one, but to keep them from seeing the bloated and dead. Unpurchased and left to die.
After numerous complaints from the public about the horrible sights and the awful smell, 90 percent of the machines were removed. Now a few dotted each borough. They were well maintained. The mayors office threatened to remove the rest if they were not properly cared for.
Jimmy and Paul are on routine cleanup near times square. They park the van and walk a few block with the cart of supplies. They bullshit and laugh as they approach the machine, the motion light flickers on and alerts the little foals of potential buyers.
The little cobalt blue stallion squints as the lights hurt his eyes. He looks up through his plexiglass tube and out the glass to see to humans. The others start to gasp and beg for new daddies and new homes.
Jimmy opens the lock on the front and then sticks another key into a black panel inside. The freshness program begins running. Green lights pop up next to some cans while others get the dreaded red light. Some of the fluffies have been here long enough to know what that weekly red reminder means. The ones marked red start to panic and scream, begging, declaring themselves good fluffies. The blue fluffy does not fight. He is tired and see's the red light as a way out.
Paul starts pulling red cans as the fluffies insie sob or hide behind their hoofs. Jimmy is replacing them with new cans, fresh chirpies still with their eyes closed. A couple are old enough to talk as they are slotted in.
>>706983130
"Nyu fwiends?"
The other fluffies cower and wait for the mean humans to leave. The little blue fluffy is pulled from the machine and placed in a box full of his compatriots. They all sob and scream.
Jimmy reloads the formula hopper which will inject refills into the cans.
After emptying the money, they lock it up and walk away, ignoring the pleads from the machine and the box in front of them.
As they head back towards the van, Jimmy stops Paul and points to a big rusted old door down a set of stairs.
"My old man used to work for the city. he told me all about these pneumatic tubes the city used to use to deliver mail. Most of em are gone, but check this out!"
Paul grabs the box of foals and heads down the stairs. he looks around to make sure nobody see's and pulls a large keyring.
"Copied the old mans keys a while back, so much fun shit you can do with these!"
Jimmy opens the door and they rush inside.
The dark basement corridor smells like chinese food, must be upstairs.
Paul looks uneasy but Jimmy waves him on. They come to another door and Jimmy lets them into an old brick room. On the wall are a series of old pneumatic message tubes.
"Check it out, couple of em still work!"
Jimmy cups his hand over the end to show the suction.
"So where do they go?"
Paul is growing curious now. Jimmy shrugs.
"Fuck if I know. Hey hand me one of those cans!"
>>706983243
Paul sets the box down and reaches in. The blue fluffy watches as the hand picks up a can with a green and white filly inside. The others all look up from there cans to watch as Jimmy takes the filly.
"Watch this shit."
Jimmy positions the can under the tube, the filly inside is crying and shitting in fear.
FOOMF!
The can is gone in a blink with a faint scream left in the air.
The two humans laugh out loud and then they grab the rest of the cans out onto the table. The little fluffies all look up in fear and panic. Jimmy grabs another can. An orange and maroon colt. The others watch in horror as Jimmy brings it to the tube.
"Pwease nice mistuh, nu wan scawy riiiiiieeeeeeEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeee.........."
The colts pleas turn to quickly fading screams as he vanishes up the tube. Paul is practically pissing himself in laughter. The foals are all pissing themselves too. They are freaking out, beating and ramming their little can walls fruitlessly. All of them beg for mercy.
"Pwease nu hewt fwuffeh, am jus wittwe babbeh! PEEP! Wan Mummah!"
All of them except for little blue. This draws Jimmy's attention.
He leans in and picks up the can to look at the foal inside. The little blue fluffy averts his eyes as Jimmy speaks.
"Hey little guy, you not scared? I like your colors, I think I will call you Swifty."
The little fluffy fights it, but cant deny its genetic memory.
"Fank ou daddeh. Swiwftee wuv nyu name."
Swifty practicaly hisses the words.
"Pwease daddeh, jus kiww Swiwftee. Hab wewstest saddies."
Jimmy frowns at the sad little fluffy in its plexiglass prison.
"Dont be like that Swifty. How about we go for a ride to your new home?"
>>706983331
Swifty looks up with a flicker of hope.
"Nyu home?"
Jimmy smiles and turns to the tubes.
"Yeah, you are going home Swifty! This is a magic rollercoaster that will take you to a place where fluffies live in peace and safety!"
Paul stifles a laugh as Jimmy moves the can towards the tube. Swifty starts to panic and scramble to the end of the can.
"NU NU NU NUUUU! Swiwftee nu wan wowwewcoastew! SCREEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeee......"
Jimmy and Paul erupt in laughter as the remaining foals cower in their own shit as they await their fates.
"Oh my god Jimmy, that shit was hilarious! How long you been doin this?"
Jimmy chuckles and rolls one of the cans, amused as the little fluffy is dumped in his own waste.
"Couple months now, it never gets old."
Jimmy looks at the sobbing fluffy soaked in its waste and picks the can up.
"Next time I will have to rig a camera to see where these fuckers end up."
FOOMF!
Swifty screams until he is hoarse. His can zips through the twisting tube. Air rushes around him like roaring thunder as he is whipped through a labyrinth of turns at break neck speeds. The little fluffy is pinned to the back and closes it eyes praying for the end.
>>706949376
I love Marcusmaximus' drawings. They're what got me into fluffy ponies. Still a committed hugboxer.
>>706983438
The can turns sharply and shoots out of the end of the tube. The lip of the can catches on some metal and it tumbles end over end through the air. Swifty screams with his ragged voice before the can hits a massive pile of rags and rolls to the ground.
The little fluffy is battered and bruised, but alive. He sobs covering his eyes, waiting for whatever horrible fate awaits him.
"Qwik! Fwuffeh am stiww awive!"
Swifty looks up to see a dozen or so fluffies approaching. Full grown fluffies! He peeps and sobs as he beats weakly at the plexiglass. A big white and red fluffy comes over with a pointy thing and wedges it in the end of the can. Two more fluffies grab hold and they manage to pry the sealed can open with a pop.
Big leathery hoofs reach in and gently extract the cowering, soiled foal.
"Dewe dewe. It am otay naow. Ou am safe in fwuffeh home!"
Swifty blinks and looks around. It's a big stone and brick room with lots of fluffies! They are all playing happily and sharing hugs and feeding babies.
"Whu, whu am dis pwace?"
Swifty is blown away as he looks around.
"Dis am fwuffeh housie dat daddeh pwomised at end of scawy wide!"
Unbeknowst to Jimmy, the pneumatic tube he uses for his torture actually lands in an old Civil Defense dry goods storage bunker. It has been walled over and forgotten for decades. Its stores of vacuum sealed grains and other supplies have made it a paradise for the fluffies who survived the ride.
>>706983510
Of course not all the foals cans caught the right trajectory. Which becomes painfully obvious as Swifty and the others hear screaming and look up as another can rockets from the tube like a bullet. It shoots straight across the room and explodes against the wall.
The crumpled and bloody can falls to the floor in a pile of similar cans.
The white and red fluffy shakes its head and sighs.
"Onwy da gud fwuffehs make it hewe, da bad ones get fowevva sweepies!"
Swifty looks from the bloody pile back to the rest of the happy fluffies and vast stock of nummies.
"C-can Swiwftee stay hewe? Hab nummies and huggies?"
The big fluffy smiles and replies.
"Of couwse! Ou am gud fwuffeh! Ou am home naow!"
Swifty gets teary eyed and starts to sob. The big white fluffy scoops him into a hug as another can slams into the wall.
END
This is the fucking dumbest thread ive ever seen
>>706984218
Really?
I think it's a rather successful fluffy thread.
>>706984386
I will agree on the success of the thread. But what the fuck do people get out of a stupid horse that gets merked after it spouts some childish bullshit out of its mouth. I'm down for alot of shit on /b/ but this by far is the fucking stupidest shit I've ever seen.
>>706983565
Best one of the night so far, the pneumatic tube idea was hilarious
Do you have anything else surrounding the foal-in-a-can idea? I learned of it a few weeks back and I like it
>>706984694
Different anon but I've got a series of pictures relating to it by Carpdime.
>>706984694
no i dont have any other foal in a can stories, sorry, but since it was mentioned earlier, heres this one
Make-A-Friend
By Deadweight
After the debacle with the gen ones and the lukewarm reception to the gen two's, Hasbio began outsourcing to other genetics companies to broaden their product range. Under official license from Hasbio, Kreskin Bio-Research developed The Make-A-Friend Kiosk. The kiosk is an advanced bioengineering unit that vat grows custom designed fluffies. The process begins with a genetic blank, a slug of organic raw material that will be rapidly transformed into a fully formed fluffy. Its humble appearance belies its true brilliance. With a simple series of requested specifications, the machine injects a series of synthetic programmable stem cells into the blank and in between 10-20 minutes, a finished product emerges. These fluffies are completely customizeable within standard specs. They can be adults, weanlings or chirpies. Theres even an option to age lock the fluffy so they dont grow, they stay the same til the day they die. The Make-A-Freind kiosk has been rolled out in 12 countries in the last 2 months and it has seen warm reviews. Customers claim these are the best behaved fluffies they have ever owned.
A woman walks down the street in Van Nuys with her 7 year old daughter in tow. It has been a long day for the woman and she just wants to go home and take her shoes off. As they walk by a red kiosk the daughter tugs her arm and speaks up.
"Mommy! I wanna make a fluffy! Pleeeease?? I want one sooooo bad! Susie got a Makeafriend an its soooo cuuute! Pleeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaseeeeeee?????"
The woman rolls her eyes and huffs.
"Sweety no, mommy is tired we need to get home."
The girl pouts and puts on her puppy dog eyes.
"Sniff, please mommy, I swear I will take such good care of it!"
The little girls eyes start to water and her bottom lip quivers. Mommy sighs and tsks.
"Ok Tara, hurry up then."
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The girl squeals in delight and runs over to the kiosk. She steps up on the platform for chidlren to reach it and begins punching random buttons and remarks.
"Mommy, MAF is hard! Please help!"
The woman shakes her head and smiles.
"No no sweety, if we are making a fluffy, we are making it right."
Tara watches as her mother scrolls through the options and the end up with a powder blue and cream colored pegasus weanling filly with icy blue eyes.
"Thats it mommy! Thats the one I want! Please?"
The woman calms Tara and sets the selection before inserting her Doge Stick for payment. Unfortunately the woman uses that same Doge stick to pay her bookie, a less than savory man. As the kiosk accepts her payment, the trojan virus worms its way into the coding of the machine. The base code of the kiosks advanced computing begins to change and corrupt quietly as the woman stands tapping her toe and looking at her phone as Tara bounces around excitedly. 15 minutes later the kiosk chimes to indicate it has finished. tara and her mother walk over as the red front whooshes open and the opaque plastic cylinder retracts.
"Hewwo! Fwuffeh fwiend weady tu wuv an hug!"
The two frown a bit as they look at the fluffy. Its not quite what they asked for. The pegasus has heterochromia, a brown eye and a green eye, its wingtips and the ends of its mane have green highlights and its a colt. The trojans code corruption starts small.
"Mommy thats not the one I wanted! I dont want that stupid boy fluffy!"
Tara starts to throw a fit but mommy is not having it.
"Too bad young lady! You wanted a fluffy this is the one you get. We are not making another one!"
>>706984555
I've seen far worse in my years here.
>>706984386
I agree, this thread has been very successful. We haven't let it get pruned, a mod hasn't deleted it, nobody's been able to derail it, this one might die naturally
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>>706985052
The woman roughly grabs up the colt and drags her daughter by the arm as she bawls. The little glitched colt still follows its base programming and becomes a loyal and good pet for the little girl for years to come. The trojan continues to eat away at the base coding for hours as people walk past on the busy street. Until a scruffy young man in a hoodie walks up to the machine. he looks around nervously as he punches in specs. Just a basic abuse model for him to get his fix. The man taps his foot and looks around nervously, usually this only takes 10 minutes, its been 20. Finally the kiosk chimes to indicate its done.
"Fucking finally!"
The red cover whooshes open and the plastic case retracts. The green and brown earthy sits there with a dopey look on his face and says nothing.
"Hello? You in ther fucko? Wake up you dumb shit! Goddamn what is wrong with this thing?"
The abuser leans in to look at the fluffy and notices its eyes are all messed up. They are blackish red and look like jelly.
"What the fuck?"
Suddenly the fluffy opens its mouth and hoses the man with bloody shit. Its head flails around spraying the kiosk before it falls to the ground and makes a muffled peep as it hoses the mans jeans.
"Oh jesus what the fucking fuck??!?!?!?!"
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>>706985266
A crowd gathers round as the fluffy convulses, people look on in horror as its jelly like eyes burst and spools of instestines erupt from them, its legs kick as its anus flexes and poops out some busted teeth with a peep before it spasms and dies. Damn thing generated with backwards organs! The horror doesnt end as the corpses fluff falls out in clumps. Fluids start to seep through the skin and then it peels open and a pile of dead, mangled and conjoined foals spill out. The man wretches as he flees the scene, never to abuse again. The bystanders look at the rapidly degenerating corpse as it reduces to a gelatinous puddle. One horrified woman calls the help line on the side of the kiosk to report the malfuntion.
A team arrives a few hours later from Kreskin to inspect the kiosk.
"Looks like somebody slipped a virus into the kiosk, damn, we need to shut it down for a system update. Any asshole could come mess with the programming while its vulnerable like this."
The older man turns from the younger man and inserts a key into the back of the kiosk and shuts it down. They place an out of order sign and head back to HQ.
Word of the faulty kiosk spreads through town over the rest of the day and by nightfall, the street is abandoned as a short figure in a large coat approaches the kiosk. Heather was an up and coming local hacker and she couldnt resist the chance to fiddle around with one of the kiosks. Heather uses her shaved key to boot the kiosk up. She looks around nervously as she plugs her phone into it and starts cutting through code. She isolates the corruption and uses it to backdoor into the real programming. Heather installs the program her friends and her have been working on and utilising the trojan, she makes the changes she wanted, smiles and disconnects. After shutting the kiosk down, she slinks off into the night.
>>706984555
For many people, fluffies represent most of the bad traits of humanity and through their abuse these traits get punished.
Another part of it I believe is cute aggression. Fluffies didn't start out with these bad traits, they were innocent creatures that thought the world was made hugs and love, this is where the cute aggression comes in.
Personally I've also used these fictional creatures as proxies for my own pain, while experiencing one of my depressive periods. Basically my emotional pain seemed easier to bear, because I could watch these critters go through horrible pain. It made me feel less alone.
The benefit of putting all these things into a fictional creature is that no living thing actually gets hurt.
>>706985359
The next day the Kreskin team shows up to start the system update. The older man yawns as he inserts the key and boots up the kiosk. He is rubbing his eyes as he starts to punch in the system update. The kiosk whirs as it connects to the home system and starts receiving patch data. Halfway through the process, the screen starts to flicker and a little Donkey Kong sprite appears on the screen. Heathers program took longer to run than expected and is now piggybacking the signal to HQ.
"What the fuck?!?!?!? NONONONO! Shit!"
The older man reaches back to turn off the key, but the system is locked and the transfer completes before a chiptune starts playing from the kiosk. The man swallows hard as he looks at the screen, the little Donkey Kong sprite is throwing barrels at the options menu until a new tab appears. "Misc. Genotypes" it says. The menu opens up to show a large variety of fluffy stylized animals. Heather and her freinds got some experimental coding from one of their dads offices. He works for Kreskin and this program is not ready for mass production. Unfortunately for Heather, her little prank has gone out over the update wire.
Across the globe, kiosks begin to run an update. Quiet streets come to life in the dark as DK Rap blasts from the updating kiosks.
END?
>>706969550
Really? I can get on it fine. What you working with?
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>>706985578
i do love carpidme's foal in a can stuff. some of the best produced
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>>706985999
Ha, trips
>>706979122
Not a big fluffy fan but just want to say I think the Marauders stories are great.
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>>706986144
thanks, i do enjoy writing those ones
>>706986326
Deadweight was my favorite Booru author and now is doubly so after I realize my favorite stories are by one person. Going to work on a fluffy story, you have inspired me.