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Yall niggas need some serious help

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OC PLZ RESPOND

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Still dumpin

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>>694027862
Moar

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I haven't posted in a bit. I'll see what i can do... assuming the captcha cooperates with me. That'll be a nice surprise.

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>>694028380
>not using 4chanx
>not using recaptcha v2

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>>694028471
/b/ is already bookmarked on my browser and I am a lazy fuck.

>>694028683
How does bookmarks have anything to do with it?

Stop guessing lakes from oceans and go back to typing 3-6 numbers

>>694026205
what kind of file name is this

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>>694023423

what the fuck is this?

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>>694029539

wtf is wrong with you sithlords?

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>>694031523
We can't handle the rekt threads.

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OC

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Sorry for slow posting speed. Writing story.

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anyone know the artist

>>694031645
fluff hoarders..this needs more exploration

>>694028565
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>>694028380

>the worst pain a fluffy can suffer is actual adult life

this shit is getting philosophical now

>>694032587
i think goblinfluff

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>>694032405
nice bruh

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>>694032626
I don't think there will be any. Afaik community of creators is smaller and smaller and people tend to stick to old formulas.

I mean, most of this images are reposts fromt imes when fluffy abuse was new. Also, imo, most of the best stuff is old. The only really good thing I found out yesterday is that new game that might actually be finished.

>>694029539
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>>694032405
>>694033042
These aren't funny, retards

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>>694032826
thank, i like the art lol

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>>694033398

Nah, its pretty funny. Fluffy abuse was created to fuck with bronies, and now this is fucking with fluffy abusers. Its like meta-autism. Autception.

>>694033471
Just stop

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>>694033398
lol

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>>694033789

>>694033349
I think having it back on 4chan gives a higher chance for new artists (and autists), hopefully new content will follow.

Edgy autism the thread.

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Story incoming. As always, I post here before it even touches the booru.

>>694035266
Hopefully.

Also, do you want me to look for that fluffy abuse game? Not pet shop but brand new stuff.

>>694035457
And here it debuts.

Nessun Dorma
By Ungius

>The dinner rush was coming, so Chef Maurizio went out back to check the traps.
>The backdoor of the old brick building led onto a back alley behind the restaurant, which led straight to Hanover street: spaghetti heaven.
>And sitting in the alley were a few lobster traps, full of their daily catch, the rigatoni-chum having been devoured.
>“Well-a buongiorno, little guys! I-a see you like-a the rigatoni!” Chef Maurizio said with a wicked, moustachioed grin.
>“Dummeh huuman nu gif enough sgettis!” Said a chubby red fluffy. “Gif mowe sgettis, ow smawty gif wowstest huwties!”
>The fluffy puffed up his jowls.
>His sweet, tender, jowls.

>>694035565
its called fluffy sim, and its on the fist 2 pages of the booru

>>694035648
>Chef Maurizio hauled in the traps and got straight to work.
>First step, after all the fluffies were shaved, cleaned, and promised their daily spaghetti, was always to separate the foals from the adults, and to do so in a way that made sure everything was visible.
>See in most animals, a quick and painless butchery guarantees the meat is tender and succulent. Otherwise, the animal tenses up and might become bitter.
>Fluffies, however, are the exception.
>Fluffy meat is too sweet, too tender, too fatty. It needs the extra richness of fear and adrenaline. Once you scare the shit out of a fluffy, it becomes as delicious as veal.
>Which is why the foals must always be first, and the “mummehs and daddehs” must always watch.

>>694035780
>“Whewe yu take babbehs, sketti man?” cried a foal “you give us sgettis?”
>“Don’t-a worry, little bambino, where you’re-a going, you’re-a gonna get so much-a the spaghetti!”
>He wasn’t lying. Linguini alla Puledro was a special tonight.
>The foals were all lined up, biggest to smallest, and placed on their back.
>“Weggies nu wowk!” cried the foals, unable to flip rightside up like a defenseless turtle.
>Chef Maurizio hummed a bit and sang a bit more as he sharpened the knife.
>“Eh, Cumpari! Ci va suonari…”
>The knife tip touched just below the neck.
>”Chi si suona, un friscalettu...”
>The knife went in a half inch.
>”E come si suona, un friscalettu”
>He pulled the knife back as the “friscalettu” played its tune.
>Every fluffy in the kitchen started chirping, screaming, yelling. If they weren’t all starving and empty, they would be shitting themselves.
>The knife was razor sharp and cut the foals soft skin like butter.
>“OWOWOWOWOWOWOW! WOWSTEST HUWTIES! FWUFY TUMMY STINGING! WAN MUMMEH!”
>As it wriggled and twitched, still living, the viscera and the organs started flopping about, doing half of Chef Maurizio’s job for him.
>A clean line cut, Chef Maurizio splayed the fluffy out.
>The foal’s bones had yet to set, still mostly cartilage. They flopped and popped out of their places.
>The rib cage misplaced the heart and lungs and the foals breaths became labored.
>Then Chef Maurizio just yanked the offal out.

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Life of poopsmear

Part 1

>>694035956
>And so this repeated and repeated until every foal, biggest to smallest, was left a filet.
>The bigger fillets would be seasoned and served in a marsala sauce.
>The smallest would be piled on top of each other like a pile of hides and rolled into rollatini.
>All this while the fluffies marinated in their own fear.
>“Why huwt babbehs! Babbehs good babbehs! Huhuhuhu!”
>Now came Chef Maurizio’s favorite part.
>He grabbed one of the fluffy heads and tangled it in front of the pen of fluffies. He twisted his mustache with his other hand and said in a dastardly voice.
>“And which one of you little strunze is gonna stop me?”
>The smarty from earlier pretty much volunteered. They always do.
>“Smawty save hewd! Dummeh munsta huuman wet hewd go!”
>The smarty got lifted by the tail unto the still bloody table.

>>694035995
>Any hack with a hacksaw can amputate a fluffies hooves, but only a skilled artist can get the whole haunch off.
>A hand kept the smarty down. “Huumin wet smawty go! Smawty not finished yet!”
>Chef Maurizio readied the knife.
>“Hey wise guy!” He grinned. “Vafunculo!”
>The blade sawed back.
>“OWOWOW! WEGGIES HUWTIES!”
>And sawed forth.
>“SMAWTY SOWWY DUMMEH HUUMIN! SMAWTY WEAVE THE WAY HE CAME! SMAWTY GO WITH HEWD!”
>Sawed back.
>“OTAY KEEP THE HWED, JUST LET SMAWTY GO!”
>And forth.
>And repeat, three more times, until the fluffy legs are all cut off.

>>694033147
>>694033398
Fuck off, they are gold.

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Part 2

>>694036071
>By now the smarty was broken and the heard realized its leader had sold them downriver to sive its hide.
>There were only tears now. A huhuing chorus enveloped the kitchen.
>Chef Maurizio still knew the smarty had a little fight left in him.
>“Hey finocio, you want to save-a your life?” He said, leaning into the smarty’s face.
>“Get angry.”
>The smarty looked up. “Wa?”
>“Get angry! Prove-a to me that-a you want-a to live. Get angry!”
>A new spirit leapt into the smarty.
>He breathed in…
>Puffed his cheeks…
>And then…
>Chef Maurizio smalled his head down, his jowls still puffed.
>His sweet, tender, jowls.
>The knife came down quick.
>Can’t make amatriciana without jowls, can you?
>The smarty cried his last cry and whimpered, barely audible through the gurgles of blood.
>“Wan die.”
>Chef Maurizio would oblige. In time

>>694036146
>And so continued the proprocess.
>The knife sawed, the knife chopped.
>The knife gutted and filleted.
>The bones popped and snapped and readied for stock.
>Intestines ripped out for sausages.
>The skull cracked and the brain spooned out.
>And somewhere along the way, usually after the deboning but before the debraining, the fluffy expires.
>Some, though, make it to that last step.
>They get to feel as the chisel goes under the ear and severs the skull.
>They can’t scream, of course; the tongue goes out first, a perfect appetizer.
>They just cry as the light leaves their eyes.

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Part 3

>>694036187
>And so the deed had been done, the herd butchered, and still with time to prep them for dinners to come.
>The house would be packed, the restaurant the talk of the town.
>Chef Maurizio clapped his hands and smiled.
>He began to sing a bit.
>“Nessun dorma, nessun dorma…”

And that's the end. As always, posted here before the booru. Please feel free to give criticism, as it still has time to be changed before it goes up there later tonight.

>>694036240
Part 4

anyone reading ?

>>694035684
really? I found it on backupchan

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>>694036324
Forgot the picture

>>694036324
yeah, post it ya fag

>>694036324
yes. please continue!

>>694036472
this story sucks tbh.

Most of the stories are justified. Smarty or equally stupid babbeh comes along and acts tough and gets what they deserve.

This one does nothing from day one and still ends up getting tortured for 8+ images until he is adopted and that story ends abruptly

>>694028565
Who's the artist?

>>694037226
abusing innocent babbehs is way more fun than justified punishment of smawties.

>>694037238
I wouldn't be able to tell you honestly.

why do we enjoy fluffy abuse?

>>694037226
not really, its kind of just boring tbh.
As much as i enjoy the sadism and evil of fluffy threads, this entire story is garbage.

Id much prefer to see a smarty or a tough mommy even "wan sketties o gif bigest owies" and then receive their torture for being a little shit rat.

Gives a sense of judgement and deserving.
Much more for the soul you see

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Shit sorry

Poopsmear part 5

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Part 6

>>694036146
>...the heard...

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Here's a good story from not long ago, Darth Maraca's already famous tale of the microfluffies

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>>694038682
shit, and its alreayd on the booru. Oh well, such is life.

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>>694038607
Final part guys

Enjoy

>>694039053
Eh, just a ytypo. don't sweat it.

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>>694040720
>ytypo

Clever girl

>>694037238
The artist is ringoffire - but he since left the booru and deleted everything he posted.

>>694040194
I wanna see the bitch get raped by the first dadda then shove poopsmear in her mouth which kills her, and it's poopsmear's fault of course and right back to the nonkill shelter and hopefully more abuse.

I'd kill myself if I had any of this shit saved on my PC or phone lmao

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Anyone still here? sound off.

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>>694041470
>fluffy attempts to be creative and do intellectual, positive things
>punish it
FFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKKK YYYYYYYOOOOOUUUU

>>694027280
you took it to far.

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>>694041679
fuck you

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>>694042036
Get in line.

The line is short. No one wants to fuck me.

>>694040926
why does this keep happening?

>>694042690
You're already talking about an autistic community.They got butthurt over internet fights, and rage quit

>>694042690
Probably a suicide from bringing shame onto his family

>>694042690
C'mon what kind of person would want to explain this? That and the pride and politics of being famous at the booru.

>>694042690
It's like Frankenstein. They're like, 'Oh god, what sort of abomination have I created?' and they delete it all.
And then an hero.

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>>694042441
Gee ya don't say? I wonder why? Lololol

>>694041095
2 edgy 4 me m8

>>694036316
Pretty good. You get 4 Maracas out of 5.

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>>694042690
gay suicide pact

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>>694043422
Because I am a piece of shit fluffy-posting degenerate trying desperately to crawl himself into the light.

I'll get there. It will take a bit, but I'll get there. Until then, have some Adowf Hitwer

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>>694043670
>edgy

What is this? 2012? WHo uses this term anymore? What? No pic of bismuth from redit?

If you're going to go full summer fag then do it right.

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>>694043422
>not having the gif

>>694041728
Well, that's a unique use for fluffies; putting them in the working world. Anymore like this?

>>694044154
lol edgy and butthurt

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Is thread died?

post stories

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>>694047177
Judging interest...

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Edits time?
Posting my edits.

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>>694048819
this one is a shit
made at 3 AM

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my fav of all my edits

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>>694049040
Is there a website I can store my edits on for people to see? Not sure if the booru allows shit text edits.

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>>694049977
This rant infuriates me. I'm sick of dealing with autists desperate for escapism.

>>694050458
i knew that in some way creamsickle deserved her fate, every shit-rat deserves it

I still don't understand why this stuff is so addictive. It's like a splinter in your mind, like Morpheus says.

>>694051728
What had happened to the shit rat?

>You were worried sick, she has been out for hours and no one has been able to find her
>Your Fluffy, a large bright green mare, had somehow gotten out of the house
>The only reason you were worried sick was because of your daughter, she loved that stupid thing while you loathed it and honestly was glad it was gone
>But if she came home from summer camp to find that it was gone... You would never stop hearing the end of it
>But finally, around 9 o' cleave, you hear the little flap for the door chime it's little bell
"Hewwo housy! Mowss back fwum pawk!"
>You get up and look over to see that mare in the kitchen; a dumb smile on her face and her fur covered in mud. Or, at least you hope it was mud
>Grabbing the Sorry-Stick, you choose to hide it behind your back as you carefully walk over to her.
"Well, good evening Moss. Do you know what time it is?"
>You stride over to her, hiding your anger behind a mask of smiles and happiness. But you couldn't wait to get that mask off
"Hai daddeh! Mowss hab gut time at pawk! Mowss eat nummie gwassies, dwink wawa, pway wit' otta' fwuffehs, and -"
>You just keep nodding your head over and over, letting her prattle on about how her day was.
>The stick shakes in your fist as you hold it behind your back; you thought you couldn't get any more angrier, then she told you the 'good news'
"...An Mowss fin' speciaw fwend!"
"OH! A.. 'Special Friend'?"
>You tell her in a condescending tone, squating down too her pathetic level
"Is your friend around? I'd love to meet him."
>Her face widened into a smile, her big puffy cheeks rising with glee
"Daddeh wub specaiw fwend! Mowss go fin!"
"Take your time..."
>And she turned and stuck her head out the tiny Fluffy-Door, and called her 'special friend' over
>In comes this small, filth covered brown colt, who wrecks like a llama
"Hewwo! Nyu daddeh? Coco wuv yu! Upsie, upsie?"
>You tuck the Sorry-Stick in your back pocket, and open your arms
"Of COURSE Coco!"
Cont.?

>>694051852
please do

>>694051852
"Daddeh gib speciaw fwend upsies!"
>She gasped for joy, going on her back legs and holding her front ones up
"Mowss wan' upsies, Mowss wan' upsies!"
"Now now, you can have them later. But first, I need to take Coco to the garage!"
"Da gawage, why?"
>She tilted her head, as did Coco, but you assured them it was for their benefit.
"Why, to tell him the rules of course! If he's going to be your special friend and live here, he'll need to know them, right?"
>She gasped; how could she have forgotten to tell him the rules? He was such a good fluffy after all, he'll get them in no time!
>And so, with a brown Fluffy under your arm singing about love and babies, along with a mare to your feet that was also singing about love and babies (you can put two and two together) you guys make it to the garage
>And lock the door behind you
>After which, you gently plop him down next to her and tell them to play while you get everything all set.
>Now let's see.... Twine, yes. Duct tape, mhmm, Fluffy Tranq? That'll come in handy... Aaaand, ah yes. The old Crucible from your YouTube-blacksmithing days, and the scissors!
>You throw some coal from the bag used for the grill into it and light a match; in no time, the two playing fluffies would be stopping to hug beside the warmth of the large cinderblock tower
>You knew keeping that thing would come in handy.
>It was cold outside; winter was coming, and he must have been shivering all those nights without a home!
>Once you get everything set up, and after putting the scissors into the kiln, you whistle to the hugging fluffies
"Coco, Moss! Could you two come over here please?"
"Otay daddeh!"
>Says Moss.
"Otay nyu daddeh!"
>Says the feral
>They both approach you and sit; their eyes glistening in the light of the crucible, their furs (or one of them) shining like a used penny
"Now. Let me tell you the rules."

>>694053326
rule 1: you don't talk about abuse-club

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>>694053326
I smell nuts roasting over that fire...

>>694053326
"The first rule is when you need to go poop, you go to the litter box. A simple rule that Moss here follows very well. She can show it to you when we're done here."
>She nodded, and he looked on her with a smile
"Otay daddeh!"
>You cup your hands
"Splendid! Now, Rule #2 is always put your toys back after playing with them. Just put them in the Toy-Corner in the saferoom!"
>Coco looked at you with a great big smile
"Tows? Coco git tows!"
"Why, yes! Good fluffies like yourselves get toys!"
>And they both wiggled their stumpy little legs with glee
"Yaaaaay!"
>And you jazz hand the both of them with your own half-hearted 'yay'
"And now, Rule #3 and this is important; always do what Daddy or Mommy says, you got that? If I ask you to come, you come. If I ask you to sit, you sit. I will not tolerate disobedience."
>And they both nodded, especially Coco
"Otay, Coco du whatebah daddeh say!"
"Hmmm, good. Because if you don't, I punish you with this."
>You reached for your back pocket, and pulled out the stick. Moss instinctively got on all fours and backpedaled
"Nu sowwy stick, nu sowwy stick!"
>And ran to the back of the garage, hiding with her butt in the air and hooves covering her face
"Haha, stupid girl, I'm not going to punish -you-! You did nothing wrong!"
>Coco did chuckle a bit, finding the situation a bit funny
"Haha, nyu daddeh nu meanie wike was' daddeh! He funneh!"
>And you squat down, and wait for him to turn around to see you
>You just keep smiling as his laughter dies down
"That's right, I'm not going to punish -her-. But I -will- punish -you-."
>And you reach for his dark blue scruff and grip it firmly, hoisting him up
"Ah! Bad upsies, bad upsies!"
>This draws out Moss, who turns and runs up to you
"Why daddeh gib' bad upsies tu speciaw fwend! Wet down, wet down!"
"Why, Moss? Because, he needs to be punished! He broke one of my rules!"
>You put him on your work bench, where the double-sided duct tape holds his legs down as you push them into place

>>694053326
Bump for more

>>694051798
Super-glued anus, leading to bloating, so when they were baited to go through a dog flap door, they got stuck and the owner hit their ass with a shovel.
Needless to say, their insides (including all that shit) flew everywhere.
Creamsickle died clutching her dead foals, knowing she was not loved.

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>>694041603
who;s the artist?

>>694054453
Refuse to let thread die on me dammit

>>694054674
That sounds so fucking great, especially that end bit

fuck fluffies

>>694055060
abuse-sir

None of his stuff is still on the booru though. Someone made an album on imgur that has it

Does anyone have the story of the guy who was left with a micro fluffy with regenerative properties

>>694054453
>As you begin to run the tape over the top of his legs, spreading them out in a wide X formation, Moss begins to tear up and places her front hooves on your leg
"Pweese, pweese nu huwt speciaw fwen'! He nu no, nu no at aww!"
>You turn to Moss, all the while your smile still carved into your face
"Now Moss.. What was Rule #3?"
>She fell silent, and stiffened out. All resistance leaving her body
"..Aw-ways wisten tu da-daddeh."
"That's right."
>You say in your calm, old-dad voice. With a snap of your fingers you point to a spot just beyond the paint cans
"Now, stay put over there. Look if you want, but you won't like what you see."
>Now, with her heading over there you turn your attention to Coco
>He was beginning to freak out about his legs not moving or working, and wishing to go out
"Why weggies nu wowk, daddeh make weggies wowk ageen!"
>You come around to his front and squat down
"Now now, I can't do that just yet. For you broke two important rules of the house Coco."
>You looked at you in disbelief, eyes beginning to glow with that familiar pre-cry glimmer
"Wha, wha wuwes? Coco nu no dos wuwes!"
>You shake your finger in front of him. Tsk tsk tsk
"Rules 4 and 5 are very simple, very very simple Coco. You would know, if you had a good daddy like me. BUT, now you do, and you will listen and obey. Right, Coco?"
>He looked at you, and slowly nodded with a mumbled 'yes daddeh' into his fluff
"Good. Rule #4. No Special Huggies. From what your song told me, you gave Moss over there special huggies, is this true?"
>He didn't answer, looking away solemnly
"Coco, Fluffies that don't do what they're told get the Sorry Stick. You don't want the Sorry Stick now, do you?"
".... Coco gib gud feews tu Mowss."
"Now, was that so hard?"
>He looked away, so you brought your hand around his snout and made him look at you
"Do you know want to know what Rule #5 is?"
>He couldn't answer; you were holding his snout, but you could see tears begin to run down his cheeks

Bumping for story

>>694055760
Keep'em coming, im getting excited for this shitrat to get destroyed

dont you die on me!!

>>694055760
>And slowly, your calm demeanor soured to give him your true state of anger, shaking his snout like Parkinsons for a moment as you spoke
>But you made sure to speak at his levels, so that she wouldn't hear.
"No. Babies. Allowed."
>You heard a gulp, with tears beginning to stream faster down his plump little cheeks. For a feral, he's surprisingly fat.
>You let him go with abandon, and let him regain himself
>As you walk toward the crucible and stoke the coals, you hear Coco begin to cry
"Waa-haa-haa! Coco sowwy, Coco sowwy! Nu gib sowwy stick, no gib sowwy stick, pweese!"
>His pathetic cries for mercy fall on deaf ears as you look over to Moss, who was silently sobbing behind paint cans
>You snap to your feet, and she obeys, coming to sit right in front of you
"Do you want to be awake for this Moss?"
>She doesn't know how to respond, only to look at you with a half-hung mouth ajar.
"I am going to punish Coco very, very hard. And because you are my daughter's fluffy I will give you a choice; you can stay awake through it, or go to sleep. Which do you want? Time's a factor."
>The scissors were already red hot, and poking the coals around only seemed to make them grow more bright
>After some times, she gave you her answer
>You reached for the Pain-Free-Fluffy-Tranq, something your daughter begged you to get when you had to take this little beast to the vet so she wouldn't freak out
>You lean down and proceed to administer it to her, while Coco began to try and look over his shoulder
"Speciaw fwen', speciaw fwen'? Pweese wake up! Nu time fo' sweepies! Pweese wake up!"
>She passes out like that, sealing her fate and that of Coco's.
>He begins to hyperventilate as you come over to his side
>You lean into his ear as it flicked and moved around in a frenzy
"I put her to sleep. She's not going to save you from your punishment."
>And just like that, he began to shake and thrash like a mad-horse
>All the while you calmly picked up Moss and placed her on a tarp

This is all i have to live for

>>694057023
Shitter roasting on an open fire.... Post up a link where the finished story will be, please?

>>694057642
This

>>694057023
HURRY UP I WANT TO SEE THIS SHITRAT DEAD ALREADY

>>694057023
>Once you come back around, you grab your heat-resistant gloves as well as the twine
>You whistle while you work, like that old song from Snow White used to put it
>Aw shit, now you have that song in your head
>Just whistle while you work, Mmm-hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm-hmmmm~
>You pull the tray that he's tapped too up and hold it vertically, and with one hand squeeze his sides
>He voids himself in fear into the trashcan, ensuring a clean and empty bowel so he won't ruin these gloves later
>You drop the tray and him back on the bench, where his jaw hits the tray on the bounce
"Owwie, Coco huwt moufy! Why gib huwties, Coco gut fwuffeh! Nee' huggies, nee' huggies nao!"
>He tried to wiggle again, but when he found he could not, just broke down and cried. All the while you were busy pulling the appropriate amount of small, tight twine out
>How could such a small abomination of a creature have such a demanding capacity, especially after being feral for God knows how long?
>You come around to his back side and duct-tape his tail to his backside
>And with your cold, hard plastic leather gloves, you grab his balls
>His head shoots up, and he looks back at you
"Nuuuu! Nu touch wumps, wumps nu fo' hoomins!"
>You look at him again with a raised eyebrow, and apply only the barest amount of pressure
>He immediately squeals in pain
"AAAH! Nu huwt wumps, pweese nu huwt wumps"
>You sigh
"Well you see Coco, that's how I am going to punish you. You (quite possibly) got Moss pregnant. Now, I'm going to talk to Sarah about this and see if we'll let Amanda keep the babies, but I'm going to make sure that this NEVER. HAPPENS. AGAIN."
>But he couldn't understand what you meant, he was too consumed in his world of fear and was tries to desperately run away; his spongey, leathery hooves unable to get any traction on the hard aluminium tray
>If he thought the small pressure was bad, having you tightly wind whisker-like twine around his balls must be murder
"Staph staph staph sta-"

>>694058228
Why the fuck didn't you pretype this? QUIT CLIFFHANGERING ME DAMN YOU

>>694058228
>You walk over to your tool box and take out a rubber mallet while Coco screams on the tray.
>This is going to be soo much fu.......
"God DAMN IT!!"
>You turn around to see Coco has drowned.
>Over on the tarp Moss has drowned too.
"How the hell does this keep happening?"

>>694058412
Right?

>>694058228
>He just kept going on and on, and while you do revel in seeing him writhe in pain, you feel like that makes you a little more psychotic then what you normally should be
>So, with one last tight twist of the twine, you cut it off with a knife
"What was Rule #3? Always listen to daddy. So when I say shut up, you shut up?"
>He didn't even hear you, he was too busy crying and breathing
>All that took all the energy out of him, and was breathing like someone with asthma in a gas chamber in Germany
>A firm smack across the back got him to shut up
"OWWIE! Daddeh, why huwt Coco! Am gud fwuffeh, am gud fwuffeh!"
>He kept shaking his head back and forth, so you finally had to restrain him with the only thing you had with you
>Duct tape
>You taped his mouth shut and pinned his head to the table with more tape
"Tsk tsk tsk. You keep saying that I can't do this, that I can't do that. That you're a good fluffy that probably doesn't deserve this,"
>You pull the scissors out of the kiln, with it's blade a scorching bright yellow
"That you probably deserve all the good feels you want and all the spaghetti in the world. Well, I've got news for you Coco."
>You look your fingers around the twine to pull his balls into position
>His eyes are nearly bulging out in fear and anxiety, for it was all consuming and devoured his mind
>You brought the open blades close to his backside, burning the fuzz and fluff off while nearly burning his backside
>You're glad you emptied him earlier
>You open the blades with a satisfying swish, and hold it right over his 'speciaw wumps'
"You're mine, and Daddy says: No. More. Babies. EVER."
>Slice
>The cut is made, and with their last moments connected to his body, the nerves fired out more times then they had ever done before. More then when he gave them to Moss in the park, or to those other mares
>But instead of pleasure, they would fire off only the pain of a thousand, no, a million Sorry-Sticks all at once to his most sensitive of areas

>>694055399
It certainly was. I forgot to mention the guy throws the foals from the second story, so they're dying in their mother's arms.