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I'm almost impressed that there's a bit of self-awareness there.

I can't remember who it was, or where, but some wise kiwi once explained this sort of thing in a really great way. Basically the reason things like that get made, and the reason 'cows will keep popping in to defend their fetishes and whatever, is that each of them truly believes they're different from the rest. Special. They're going to be the one that finally "pulls the sword from the stone" and normalizes their deviance and makes it mainstream.

This strikes me as just more of that mindset.
I believe DeagleDad420 was the one to say that though I could be wrong. Trying to explain why one would find this normal doesn't do much in convincing one it's not really deviant. Sure one can say they may be apathetic but the whole fluffy shit is still deviant since you have people wanting to see drawings where these special needs furry horses get tortured.
 

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I read this entire thread yesterday, I was trying to think how to articulate how I felt about the Fluffy 'artists'and I think if anything they remind me of the slugs I have to throw out sometimes when they make their way into the house. They're disgusting and their existence/presence is annoying but no more than a fresh dog-turd on the boot. I find it hard even to generate the dignity of hatred for them because of how pathetic and worthless they are, they're certainly not amusing which leaves only distaste.
Fuck em.
 

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I read the first 9 pages of this. What did I read? I almost don't want to read the rest.
I believe DeagleDad420 was the one to say that though I could be wrong. Trying to explain why one would find this normal doesn't do much in convincing one it's not really deviant. Sure one can say they may be apathetic but the whole fluffy shit is still deviant since you have people wanting to see drawings where these special needs furry horses get tortured.
I agree completely. Even if it's explained why, it's just a hypothesis. They're still deviants and there might not even be a reason to do this other than "they're deviants".

Edit: Featured on the-cringe-channel.

 

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I read the first 9 pages of this. What did I read? I almost don't want to read the rest.

I agree completely. Even if it's explained why, it's just a hypothesis. They're still deviants and there might not even be a reason to do this other than "they're deviants".

Edit: Featured on the-cringe-channel.

There are anti-bronies that would also find this disgusting. Granted, you could have edgelords on both sides that are into this but regardless, most if not all that are into this are just deviants that would try to back-track and say "I was only pretending to be retarded".
 

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I read this entire thread yesterday, I was trying to think how to articulate how I felt about the Fluffy 'artists'and I think if anything they remind me of the slugs I have to throw out sometimes when they make their way into the house. They're disgusting and their existence/presence is annoying but no more than a fresh dog-turd on the boot. I find it hard even to generate the dignity of hatred for them because of how pathetic and worthless they are, they're certainly not amusing which leaves only distaste.
Fuck em.

The difference is you can't dissolve Fluffy artists into a puddle of goo by pouring salt on them.
 

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I read this entire thread yesterday, I was trying to think how to articulate how I felt about the Fluffy 'artists'and I think if anything they remind me of the slugs I have to throw out sometimes when they make their way into the house. They're disgusting and their existence/presence is annoying but no more than a fresh dog-turd on the boot. I find it hard even to generate the dignity of hatred for them because of how pathetic and worthless they are, they're certainly not amusing which leaves only distaste.
Fuck em.

The problem is what if these sick fucks will act out and torture something real?
 

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The Adventure of Timmy McTween the WORST ABUSER!

Timmy McTween was the typical teenager, whiny, boring, and didn't know how to shower. There was one thing he more than anything though. Timmy hated fluffies with a passion, but there was a problem with his boiling hatred. Understand that Timmy was an oppressed abuser who lived in a hugboxer household. His family loved fluffies and owned one. Their fluffy Sprinkles had a white coat with a brown mane. Sprinkles was pregnant with her first batch of foals. Everyone was happy.

Everyone, except for Timmy.

Timmy had been thinking of ways to deal with this fluffy issue. So this is a set of Timmy's adventures in dealing with the annoying fluffy.

-----ADVENTURE 1: THE POOPIES-----

Timmy watched as his sister played with Sprinkles. Sprinkles was happily rolling about and singing her little songs as Timmy glared at her. He tried finding ways to get rid of that annoying little fluffy. He sat and stared but all the teenage angst in the world would not let him come up with an idea.

"mummah, need to make poopies!" Sprinkles said as Timmy's Sister Carol picked up Sprinkles and carried her to the litter box. Timmy's young brain than hatched an idea. He licked his lips and then waited til night came.

Timmy snuck into the fluffy's saferoom. Recently remodeled so that the foals will have a happy time here. Timmy then wandered over the litterbox. He kicked it over and let all the poopies and clumps of litter spill out. "Just as planned.." He whispered to himself as he ran out of the room.

The next morning Sprinkles was crying. Timmy woke up and smiled his plan had worked, but when he arrived in the saferoom. He was shocked to find out that nothing went as planned. His parents were on their hands and knees cleaning up the litter as Sprinkles cried "su sowwy.. nu kno wha happen!" Sprinkles kept crying to the parents as Carol was patting her consolingly.

"Obviously you kicked the litter over! You just want to make bad poopies everywhere don't you!" Timmy shouted at the fluffy. As he moved closer pointing a finger. "Bad fluffy! Now where is that sorry stick..." Timmy said while moving about. Sprinkles started crying even louder.

"Shush you idiot. Sprinkles was with me last night!" Carol said to Timmy. Timmy stared at Sprinkles who nodded while hugging Carol's chest. A scowl came on Timmy's face as he wandered out of the room. He won't make that mistake AGAIN!"

Timmy snuck into the saferoom again that night and confirmed that Sprinkles was indeed in her bed. Timmy then smiled and kicked the litter over. Timmy stared at his handywork but it realized it wasn't enough. Timmy pulled his pants down and squatted over the litter. Scooting each way as made a trail of poop from the litterbox to the fluffy's bed. Timmy was just about finished when Sprinkles screamed

"M..M..MUMMAH!" Sprinkles shouted as she began panting and crying out. Carol turned on the light and screamed when she saw Timmy. Their parents came downstairs and both got mad at Timmy. "Boy, I'm going to kick your ass!" Timmy's father shouted as Sprinkles then screamed again.

"HAB BIGGEST POOPPIEEEESSS!" Sprinkles shouted loudly. Carol rushed over and helped Sprinkles give birth. The mother also helped Sprinkles out by cleaning each baby and giving it to Sprinkles. They made sure Sprinkles will accept each baby even if it was a bad baby or a runt so that it can have a few moments of peace and happiness.

The father looked over at Timmy. Timmy was still squatting , his face red with embarassment and anger. "Looks like Sprinkles isn't the only one who is having biggest poopies right now." Timmy's father said as he folded his arms over his chest.

-----ADVENTURE 2: FLYING FOAL-----

Sprinkles foals were all well and good. She had three happy little babies and they were all good babies at that. Sprinkles was playing with all of them. Oreo, with a black mane and white fluff. Berry, with a green mane and pink fluff. Pudding, with a black mane and brown fluff. All the babies were happy and never went hungry. Sprinkles was a caring and doting mother who didn't favor one baby or the other. There were a few issues after the babies started talking, walking, and opening their eyes. Berry who was a pegasus fluff wanted to fly so badly!

Berry once climbed up on top of a stuffy friend and jumped off! She didn't get hurt, but she was very scared. Berry was going to try again because she didn't want to give up!

Timmy was in his room brooding over the punishment he recieved for shitting in the fluffy's room. He was so mad that he just wanted to kill those little foals. That was when he got an idea. He couldn't get in trouble if he didn't get caught right? Timmy smiled as he began to think of a plan.

Berry did a running jump off a pillow and landed onto a softer pillow. "hehe soft!" she shouted as Carol teased Berry lovingly. Berry rolled about giggling all the while Carol was watching TV. Carol got a call from her boyfriend and placed Berry with her family and ran off. Timmy was standing in the door way with a piece of string in his hand.

"So you wanna fly huh?" Timmy said to the little foal. Berry just nodded and began walking off. "I can help you if you want.. come here..." Timmy said to the foal. Berry being the innoncent little creature she is did not worry and ran over to Timmy right away. Timmy grabbed her and placed a string through her collar. He then tied the string to an old Remote Controlled Drone that his father had laying around. He placed the foal on top and let it take off through their house.

"WHEEEE!!!" Berry shouted as the little drone flew through the household. Berry was having the time of her life as her siblings all noticed "Wook mummah! Bewwy is fwying!" was all they were saying. Sprinkles looked on in awe. Tears in her eyes as she looked up and smiled "Mummah wub yew babbeh! Pweeze be cawefuw!" Sprinkles shouted as she watched her little baby twirl in the air.

Timmy smiled as he did a loop-de-loop around. He was going to finish the job when he saw something leaking off the drone. He then looked at Berry who shit all over the drone began to spark a little and began to quietly power down. "no no no not now FUCK!" Timmy was shouting like mad trying to get the drone to regain power and speed. The drone was powering down. Timmy just dropped the remote and was going to let it crash, but instead it came down with a gentle landing near the stuffy friends.

Berry dismounted the plane and managed to walk away a bit dizzy from the experience. "Dat was fun.. nu wanna fwy nu mowe tho.." Berry said to her family. Timmy slammed his head against the wall cursing loudly as the fluffy family all talked about Berry's big adventure. Timmy knew he was in trouble again, but he knew that he had to shut the fluffies up. He had to resort to drastic.. measures..

Timmy's dad stood in the doorway of the saferoom. His figure towering over everyone. "WOok daddeh! mista timmy hewp babbeh fwy!" Sprinkles said as Timmy's father looked at them with a smile and then back to Timmy before crossing his arms again. Timmy's father opened his mouth...

"3 Months, no phone, no internet, no friends."

-----ADVENTURE 3: OVER STUFFING!-----

Timmy's room was locked. He didn't want to see any of the fluffies, and he didn't want anyone getting inside his room. He looked around thinking of ways to get the fluffies back for what they did.

Another sick idea popped into his head. He knew fluffies loved skettis and he was going to give them ALL the skettis. Timmy just had to wait til his family was gone.

When their family left to go to work and school. Timmy waited patiently and faked an illness. His family fell for the trick, but his dad left a warning that if Timmy tried to hurt the fluffies again. He will make a pillow out of Timmy.

Timmy gave no shits and went to the kitchen. He pulled out as many jars of pasta, spaghetti, and everything he needed. Timmy began to cook as he could hear the fluffies talking from the safe room "SKETTIS! SMEWW WIKE SKETTIS!" Timmy smiled as he scooped the Spaghetti into a huge bowl. The bowl was massive, and as a joke Timmy placed the bowl on a scale to see how much it weighed with all the Skettis. It weighed 32 pounds. Perfect.

Carrying the bowl to the saferoom was a chore for Timmy, but when he got the room's door open the fluffies were bouncing about. The little foals were weaning already and this was going to be their fist real dish of spaghetti. Sprinkles walked up and took the first bite. "Dese are sooo good! Fank yew mista timmy!" she said before letting her foals dive in. All the fluffies at their fill.

Timmy watched and waited. He knew it was going to happen, once it did though he will laugh at how stupid these creatures are. Oreo was numming as much as he could before plopping over. "n..nu mowe skeetis pweez... so nummeh.." Oreo said as he fell back smiling. Sprinkles giggled and kept gulping down as the other foals began to plop down too. They didn't eat as much as their grown mother, but they still enjoyed their meal. Sprinkles eventaully ate her fill and carefully directed each foal to the litterbox so they could make their good poopies.

As each foal passed their gas Timmy began to sweat and freak out. "no no no you need to eat more! Do you know how HARD this was for me to make? DO YOU KNOW HOW LONG IT TOOK!" Timmy began to shout at the fluffies. Sprinkles and foals all yawned and looked onward.

"Fank yew fow skettis mista timmy, bu nu can num no mowe. Dun wanna get timmy huwties.. and babbehs nu hungwy nu mowe. Mebbe gib some to odda fwuffies?" Sprinkles suggested to Timmy as she curled up in a fluffpile with her babies.

Timmy's face grew red as his hands balled up. "no no no. They were suppose to eat til they burst. They are suppose to just eat like pigs!" Timmy shouted and screamed. "These might be the lastest sketttis you will ever get!" He shouted at the sleeping fluffies. Timmy got really angry and looked at the bowl. Barely half of it was eaten as he got down on all fours. "YOU ARE SUPPOSE TO BE ANIMALS. ARGH!"

A new idea popped up in Timmy's head. He smiled and looked onward. He knew his family was going to be gone for atleast another hour and this was going to be his big chance.

"THIS IS HOW YOU ARE SUPPOSE TO EAT SKETTIS!" Timmy shouted as he dived in and made a huge mess with the skettis. Splattering it over the wall and throwing sauce on the fluffies. He made sure not to waste a drop of it as he then placed the fluffies in the bowl. The fluffies didn't stir from their food coma. Timmy began to shovel more food into his mouth. He didn't care if the skettis mixed with kibble or whatever but he did it to mock the fluffies, "MMM SKETTIS SO GOOD!" Timmy shouted at the fluffies who were still passed out.

Sprinkles' ear twitched a little bit as she rolled over. Timmy got angry at this and walked up as he felt his stomach rumble and he choked a bit before throwing up all over the saferoom. He kept upchucking and vomiting everywhere. All the skettis and kibble he stuffed in his face now flowing everywhere in the room.

It took awhile but the family finally arrived back and what they saw surprised them. Timmy was laying on the floor still throwing up massive amounts of spaghetti as the perfectly clean fluffies lay in a huge bowl completely untouched. Carol woke Sprinkles up and asked what happend. Sprinkles told them everythin and the foals confirmed it. Timmy tried to talk but more skettis just fell out of his mouth. Timmy's father grew even more upset at this and rubbed his head.

Timmy was being escorted to the hospitial to get his stomach pumped while Carol spent time with the fluffies. The fluffies looked around the room at the mess Timmy made. Pasta sauce on the walls, spaghetti and kibble thrown about on the carpet. Vomit everywhere. The fluffies were careful not to get any of the rotten food on their fluff as they made their way to the litterbox.

Pudding was the first fluffy to speak up at the situation..

"Mista Timmy suwe wub dose skettis!"

@Coffee Overdose EXPLAIN THIS
 
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The Adventure of Timmy McTween the WORST ABUSER!

Timmy McTween was the typical teenager, whiny, boring, and didn't know how to shower. There was one thing he more than anything though. Timmy hated fluffies with a passion, but there was a problem with his boiling hatred. Understand that Timmy was an oppressed abuser who lived in a hugboxer household. His family loved fluffies and owned one. Their fluffy Sprinkles had a white coat with a brown mane. Sprinkles was pregnant with her first batch of foals. Everyone was happy.

Everyone, except for Timmy.

Timmy had been thinking of ways to deal with this fluffy issue. So this is a set of Timmy's adventures in dealing with the annoying fluffy.

-----ADVENTURE 1: THE POOPIES-----

Timmy watched as his sister played with Sprinkles. Sprinkles was happily rolling about and singing her little songs as Timmy glared at her. He tried finding ways to get rid of that annoying little fluffy. He sat and stared but all the teenage angst in the world would not let him come up with an idea.

"mummah, need to make poopies!" Sprinkles said as Timmy's Sister Carol picked up Sprinkles and carried her to the litter box. Timmy's young brain than hatched an idea. He licked his lips and then waited til night came.

Timmy snuck into the fluffy's saferoom. Recently remodeled so that the foals will have a happy time here. Timmy then wandered over the litterbox. He kicked it over and let all the poopies and clumps of litter spill out. "Just as planned.." He whispered to himself as he ran out of the room.

The next morning Sprinkles was crying. Timmy woke up and smiled his plan had worked, but when he arrived in the saferoom. He was shocked to find out that nothing went as planned. His parents were on their hands and knees cleaning up the litter as Sprinkles cried "su sowwy.. nu kno wha happen!" Sprinkles kept crying to the parents as Carol was patting her consolingly.

"Obviously you kicked the litter over! You just want to make bad poopies everywhere don't you!" Timmy shouted at the fluffy. As he moved closer pointing a finger. "Bad fluffy! Now where is that sorry stick..." Timmy said while moving about. Sprinkles started crying even louder.

"Shush you idiot. Sprinkles was with me last night!" Carol said to Timmy. Timmy stared at Sprinkles who nodded while hugging Carol's chest. A scowl came on Timmy's face as he wandered out of the room. He won't make that mistake AGAIN!"

Timmy snuck into the saferoom again that night and confirmed that Sprinkles was indeed in her bed. Timmy then smiled and kicked the litter over. Timmy stared at his handywork but it realized it wasn't enough. Timmy pulled his pants down and squatted over the litter. Scooting each way as made a trail of poop from the litterbox to the fluffy's bed. Timmy was just about finished when Sprinkles screamed

"M..M..MUMMAH!" Sprinkles shouted as she began panting and crying out. Carol turned on the light and screamed when she saw Timmy. Their parents came downstairs and both got mad at Timmy. "Boy, I'm going to kick your ass!" Timmy's father shouted as Sprinkles then screamed again.

"HAB BIGGEST POOPPIEEEESSS!" Sprinkles shouted loudly. Carol rushed over and helped Sprinkles give birth. The mother also helped Sprinkles out by cleaning each baby and giving it to Sprinkles. They made sure Sprinkles will accept each baby even if it was a bad baby or a runt so that it can have a few moments of peace and happiness.

The father looked over at Timmy. Timmy was still squatting , his face red with embarassment and anger. "Looks like Sprinkles isn't the only one who is having biggest poopies right now." Timmy's father said as he folded his arms over his chest.

-----ADVENTURE 2: FLYING FOAL-----

Sprinkles foals were all well and good. She had three happy little babies and they were all good babies at that. Sprinkles was playing with all of them. Oreo, with a black mane and white fluff. Berry, with a green mane and pink fluff. Pudding, with a black mane and brown fluff. All the babies were happy and never went hungry. Sprinkles was a caring and doting mother who didn't favor one baby or the other. There were a few issues after the babies started talking, walking, and opening their eyes. Berry who was a pegasus fluff wanted to fly so badly!

Berry once climbed up on top of a stuffy friend and jumped off! She didn't get hurt, but she was very scared. Berry was going to try again because she didn't want to give up!

Timmy was in his room brooding over the punishment he recieved for shitting in the fluffy's room. He was so mad that he just wanted to kill those little foals. That was when he got an idea. He couldn't get in trouble if he didn't get caught right? Timmy smiled as he began to think of a plan.

Berry did a running jump off a pillow and landed onto a softer pillow. "hehe soft!" she shouted as Carol teased Berry lovingly. Berry rolled about giggling all the while Carol was watching TV. Carol got a call from her boyfriend and placed Berry with her family and ran off. Timmy was standing in the door way with a piece of string in his hand.

"So you wanna fly huh?" Timmy said to the little foal. Berry just nodded and began walking off. "I can help you if you want.. come here..." Timmy said to the foal. Berry being the innoncent little creature she is did not worry and ran over to Timmy right away. Timmy grabbed her and placed a string through her collar. He then tied the string to an old Remote Controlled Drone that his father had laying around. He placed the foal on top and let it take off through their house.

"WHEEEE!!!" Berry shouted as the little drone flew through the household. Berry was having the time of her life as her siblings all noticed "Wook mummah! Bewwy is fwying!" was all they were saying. Sprinkles looked on in awe. Tears in her eyes as she looked up and smiled "Mummah wub yew babbeh! Pweeze be cawefuw!" Sprinkles shouted as she watched her little baby twirl in the air.

Timmy smiled as he did a loop-de-loop around. He was going to finish the job when he saw something leaking off the drone. He then looked at Berry who shit all over the drone began to spark a little and began to quietly power down. "no no no not now FUCK!" Timmy was shouting like mad trying to get the drone to regain power and speed. The drone was powering down. Timmy just dropped the remote and was going to let it crash, but instead it came down with a gentle landing near the stuffy friends.

Berry dismounted the plane and managed to walk away a bit dizzy from the experience. "Dat was fun.. nu wanna fwy nu mowe tho.." Berry said to her family. Timmy slammed his head against the wall cursing loudly as the fluffy family all talked about Berry's big adventure. Timmy knew he was in trouble again, but he knew that he had to shut the fluffies up. He had to resort to drastic.. measures..

Timmy's dad stood in the doorway of the saferoom. His figure towering over everyone. "WOok daddeh! mista timmy hewp babbeh fwy!" Sprinkles said as Timmy's father looked at them with a smile and then back to Timmy before crossing his arms again. Timmy's father opened his mouth...

"3 Months, no phone, no internet, no friends."

-----ADVENTURE 3: OVER STUFFING!-----

Timmy's room was locked. He didn't want to see any of the fluffies, and he didn't want anyone getting inside his room. He looked around thinking of ways to get the fluffies back for what they did.

Another sick idea popped into his head. He knew fluffies loved skettis and he was going to give them ALL the skettis. Timmy just had to wait til his family was gone.

When their family left to go to work and school. Timmy waited patiently and faked an illness. His family fell for the trick, but his dad left a warning that if Timmy tried to hurt the fluffies again. He will make a pillow out of Timmy.

Timmy gave no shits and went to the kitchen. He pulled out as many jars of pasta, spaghetti, and everything he needed. Timmy began to cook as he could hear the fluffies talking from the safe room "SKETTIS! SMEWW WIKE SKETTIS!" Timmy smiled as he scooped the Spaghetti into a huge bowl. The bowl was massive, and as a joke Timmy placed the bowl on a scale to see how much it weighed with all the Skettis. It weighed 32 pounds. Perfect.

Carrying the bowl to the saferoom was a chore for Timmy, but when he got the room's door open the fluffies were bouncing about. The little foals were weaning already and this was going to be their fist real dish of spaghetti. Sprinkles walked up and took the first bite. "Dese are sooo good! Fank yew mista timmy!" she said before letting her foals dive in. All the fluffies at their fill.

Timmy watched and waited. He knew it was going to happen, once it did though he will laugh at how stupid these creatures are. Oreo was numming as much as he could before plopping over. "n..nu mowe skeetis pweez... so nummeh.." Oreo said as he fell back smiling. Sprinkles giggled and kept gulping down as the other foals began to plop down too. They didn't eat as much as their grown mother, but they still enjoyed their meal. Sprinkles eventaully ate her fill and carefully directed each foal to the litterbox so they could make their good poopies.

As each foal passed their gas Timmy began to sweat and freak out. "no no no you need to eat more! Do you know how HARD this was for me to make? DO YOU KNOW HOW LONG IT TOOK!" Timmy began to shout at the fluffies. Sprinkles and foals all yawned and looked onward.

"Fank yew fow skettis mista timmy, bu nu can num no mowe. Dun wanna get timmy huwties.. and babbehs nu hungwy nu mowe. Mebbe gib some to odda fwuffies?" Sprinkles suggested to Timmy as she curled up in a fluffpile with her babies.

Timmy's face grew red as his hands balled up. "no no no. They were suppose to eat til they burst. They are suppose to just eat like pigs!" Timmy shouted and screamed. "These might be the lastest sketttis you will ever get!" He shouted at the sleeping fluffies. Timmy got really angry and looked at the bowl. Barely half of it was eaten as he got down on all fours. "YOU ARE SUPPOSE TO BE ANIMALS. ARGH!"

A new idea popped up in Timmy's head. He smiled and looked onward. He knew his family was going to be gone for atleast another hour and this was going to be his big chance.

"THIS IS HOW YOU ARE SUPPOSE TO EAT SKETTIS!" Timmy shouted as he dived in and made a huge mess with the skettis. Splattering it over the wall and throwing sauce on the fluffies. He made sure not to waste a drop of it as he then placed the fluffies in the bowl. The fluffies didn't stir from their food coma. Timmy began to shovel more food into his mouth. He didn't care if the skettis mixed with kibble or whatever but he did it to mock the fluffies, "MMM SKETTIS SO GOOD!" Timmy shouted at the fluffies who were still passed out.

Sprinkles' ear twitched a little bit as she rolled over. Timmy got angry at this and walked up as he felt his stomach rumble and he choked a bit before throwing up all over the saferoom. He kept upchucking and vomiting everywhere. All the skettis and kibble he stuffed in his face now flowing everywhere in the room.

It took awhile but the family finally arrived back and what they saw surprised them. Timmy was laying on the floor still throwing up massive amounts of spaghetti as the perfectly clean fluffies lay in a huge bowl completely untouched. Carol woke Sprinkles up and asked what happend. Sprinkles told them everythin and the foals confirmed it. Timmy tried to talk but more skettis just fell out of his mouth. Timmy's father grew even more upset at this and rubbed his head.

Timmy was being escorted to the hospitial to get his stomach pumped while Carol spent time with the fluffies. The fluffies looked around the room at the mess Timmy made. Pasta sauce on the walls, spaghetti and kibble thrown about on the carpet. Vomit everywhere. The fluffies were careful not to get any of the rotten food on their fluff as they made their way to the litterbox.

Pudding was the first fluffy to speak up at the situation..

"Mista Timmy suwe wub dose skettis!"

@Coffee Overdose EXPLAIN THIS


You put this shit in spoiler tags so we don't have to scroll for years to get past it, fucker.
 

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The Adventure of Timmy McTween the WORST ABUSER!

Timmy McTween was the typical teenager, whiny, boring, and didn't know how to shower. There was one thing he more than anything though. Timmy hated fluffies with a passion, but there was a problem with his boiling hatred. Understand that Timmy was an oppressed abuser who lived in a hugboxer household. His family loved fluffies and owned one. Their fluffy Sprinkles had a white coat with a brown mane. Sprinkles was pregnant with her first batch of foals. Everyone was happy.

Everyone, except for Timmy.

Timmy had been thinking of ways to deal with this fluffy issue. So this is a set of Timmy's adventures in dealing with the annoying fluffy.

-----ADVENTURE 1: THE POOPIES-----

Timmy watched as his sister played with Sprinkles. Sprinkles was happily rolling about and singing her little songs as Timmy glared at her. He tried finding ways to get rid of that annoying little fluffy. He sat and stared but all the teenage angst in the world would not let him come up with an idea.

"mummah, need to make poopies!" Sprinkles said as Timmy's Sister Carol picked up Sprinkles and carried her to the litter box. Timmy's young brain than hatched an idea. He licked his lips and then waited til night came.

Timmy snuck into the fluffy's saferoom. Recently remodeled so that the foals will have a happy time here. Timmy then wandered over the litterbox. He kicked it over and let all the poopies and clumps of litter spill out. "Just as planned.." He whispered to himself as he ran out of the room.

The next morning Sprinkles was crying. Timmy woke up and smiled his plan had worked, but when he arrived in the saferoom. He was shocked to find out that nothing went as planned. His parents were on their hands and knees cleaning up the litter as Sprinkles cried "su sowwy.. nu kno wha happen!" Sprinkles kept crying to the parents as Carol was patting her consolingly.

"Obviously you kicked the litter over! You just want to make bad poopies everywhere don't you!" Timmy shouted at the fluffy. As he moved closer pointing a finger. "Bad fluffy! Now where is that sorry stick..." Timmy said while moving about. Sprinkles started crying even louder.

"Shush you idiot. Sprinkles was with me last night!" Carol said to Timmy. Timmy stared at Sprinkles who nodded while hugging Carol's chest. A scowl came on Timmy's face as he wandered out of the room. He won't make that mistake AGAIN!"

Timmy snuck into the saferoom again that night and confirmed that Sprinkles was indeed in her bed. Timmy then smiled and kicked the litter over. Timmy stared at his handywork but it realized it wasn't enough. Timmy pulled his pants down and squatted over the litter. Scooting each way as made a trail of poop from the litterbox to the fluffy's bed. Timmy was just about finished when Sprinkles screamed

"M..M..MUMMAH!" Sprinkles shouted as she began panting and crying out. Carol turned on the light and screamed when she saw Timmy. Their parents came downstairs and both got mad at Timmy. "Boy, I'm going to kick your ass!" Timmy's father shouted as Sprinkles then screamed again.

"HAB BIGGEST POOPPIEEEESSS!" Sprinkles shouted loudly. Carol rushed over and helped Sprinkles give birth. The mother also helped Sprinkles out by cleaning each baby and giving it to Sprinkles. They made sure Sprinkles will accept each baby even if it was a bad baby or a runt so that it can have a few moments of peace and happiness.

The father looked over at Timmy. Timmy was still squatting , his face red with embarassment and anger. "Looks like Sprinkles isn't the only one who is having biggest poopies right now." Timmy's father said as he folded his arms over his chest.

-----ADVENTURE 2: FLYING FOAL-----

Sprinkles foals were all well and good. She had three happy little babies and they were all good babies at that. Sprinkles was playing with all of them. Oreo, with a black mane and white fluff. Berry, with a green mane and pink fluff. Pudding, with a black mane and brown fluff. All the babies were happy and never went hungry. Sprinkles was a caring and doting mother who didn't favor one baby or the other. There were a few issues after the babies started talking, walking, and opening their eyes. Berry who was a pegasus fluff wanted to fly so badly!

Berry once climbed up on top of a stuffy friend and jumped off! She didn't get hurt, but she was very scared. Berry was going to try again because she didn't want to give up!

Timmy was in his room brooding over the punishment he recieved for shitting in the fluffy's room. He was so mad that he just wanted to kill those little foals. That was when he got an idea. He couldn't get in trouble if he didn't get caught right? Timmy smiled as he began to think of a plan.

Berry did a running jump off a pillow and landed onto a softer pillow. "hehe soft!" she shouted as Carol teased Berry lovingly. Berry rolled about giggling all the while Carol was watching TV. Carol got a call from her boyfriend and placed Berry with her family and ran off. Timmy was standing in the door way with a piece of string in his hand.

"So you wanna fly huh?" Timmy said to the little foal. Berry just nodded and began walking off. "I can help you if you want.. come here..." Timmy said to the foal. Berry being the innoncent little creature she is did not worry and ran over to Timmy right away. Timmy grabbed her and placed a string through her collar. He then tied the string to an old Remote Controlled Drone that his father had laying around. He placed the foal on top and let it take off through their house.

"WHEEEE!!!" Berry shouted as the little drone flew through the household. Berry was having the time of her life as her siblings all noticed "Wook mummah! Bewwy is fwying!" was all they were saying. Sprinkles looked on in awe. Tears in her eyes as she looked up and smiled "Mummah wub yew babbeh! Pweeze be cawefuw!" Sprinkles shouted as she watched her little baby twirl in the air.

Timmy smiled as he did a loop-de-loop around. He was going to finish the job when he saw something leaking off the drone. He then looked at Berry who shit all over the drone began to spark a little and began to quietly power down. "no no no not now FUCK!" Timmy was shouting like mad trying to get the drone to regain power and speed. The drone was powering down. Timmy just dropped the remote and was going to let it crash, but instead it came down with a gentle landing near the stuffy friends.

Berry dismounted the plane and managed to walk away a bit dizzy from the experience. "Dat was fun.. nu wanna fwy nu mowe tho.." Berry said to her family. Timmy slammed his head against the wall cursing loudly as the fluffy family all talked about Berry's big adventure. Timmy knew he was in trouble again, but he knew that he had to shut the fluffies up. He had to resort to drastic.. measures..

Timmy's dad stood in the doorway of the saferoom. His figure towering over everyone. "WOok daddeh! mista timmy hewp babbeh fwy!" Sprinkles said as Timmy's father looked at them with a smile and then back to Timmy before crossing his arms again. Timmy's father opened his mouth...

"3 Months, no phone, no internet, no friends."

-----ADVENTURE 3: OVER STUFFING!-----

Timmy's room was locked. He didn't want to see any of the fluffies, and he didn't want anyone getting inside his room. He looked around thinking of ways to get the fluffies back for what they did.

Another sick idea popped into his head. He knew fluffies loved skettis and he was going to give them ALL the skettis. Timmy just had to wait til his family was gone.

When their family left to go to work and school. Timmy waited patiently and faked an illness. His family fell for the trick, but his dad left a warning that if Timmy tried to hurt the fluffies again. He will make a pillow out of Timmy.

Timmy gave no shits and went to the kitchen. He pulled out as many jars of pasta, spaghetti, and everything he needed. Timmy began to cook as he could hear the fluffies talking from the safe room "SKETTIS! SMEWW WIKE SKETTIS!" Timmy smiled as he scooped the Spaghetti into a huge bowl. The bowl was massive, and as a joke Timmy placed the bowl on a scale to see how much it weighed with all the Skettis. It weighed 32 pounds. Perfect.

Carrying the bowl to the saferoom was a chore for Timmy, but when he got the room's door open the fluffies were bouncing about. The little foals were weaning already and this was going to be their fist real dish of spaghetti. Sprinkles walked up and took the first bite. "Dese are sooo good! Fank yew mista timmy!" she said before letting her foals dive in. All the fluffies at their fill.

Timmy watched and waited. He knew it was going to happen, once it did though he will laugh at how stupid these creatures are. Oreo was numming as much as he could before plopping over. "n..nu mowe skeetis pweez... so nummeh.." Oreo said as he fell back smiling. Sprinkles giggled and kept gulping down as the other foals began to plop down too. They didn't eat as much as their grown mother, but they still enjoyed their meal. Sprinkles eventaully ate her fill and carefully directed each foal to the litterbox so they could make their good poopies.

As each foal passed their gas Timmy began to sweat and freak out. "no no no you need to eat more! Do you know how HARD this was for me to make? DO YOU KNOW HOW LONG IT TOOK!" Timmy began to shout at the fluffies. Sprinkles and foals all yawned and looked onward.

"Fank yew fow skettis mista timmy, bu nu can num no mowe. Dun wanna get timmy huwties.. and babbehs nu hungwy nu mowe. Mebbe gib some to odda fwuffies?" Sprinkles suggested to Timmy as she curled up in a fluffpile with her babies.

Timmy's face grew red as his hands balled up. "no no no. They were suppose to eat til they burst. They are suppose to just eat like pigs!" Timmy shouted and screamed. "These might be the lastest sketttis you will ever get!" He shouted at the sleeping fluffies. Timmy got really angry and looked at the bowl. Barely half of it was eaten as he got down on all fours. "YOU ARE SUPPOSE TO BE ANIMALS. ARGH!"

A new idea popped up in Timmy's head. He smiled and looked onward. He knew his family was going to be gone for atleast another hour and this was going to be his big chance.

"THIS IS HOW YOU ARE SUPPOSE TO EAT SKETTIS!" Timmy shouted as he dived in and made a huge mess with the skettis. Splattering it over the wall and throwing sauce on the fluffies. He made sure not to waste a drop of it as he then placed the fluffies in the bowl. The fluffies didn't stir from their food coma. Timmy began to shovel more food into his mouth. He didn't care if the skettis mixed with kibble or whatever but he did it to mock the fluffies, "MMM SKETTIS SO GOOD!" Timmy shouted at the fluffies who were still passed out.

Sprinkles' ear twitched a little bit as she rolled over. Timmy got angry at this and walked up as he felt his stomach rumble and he choked a bit before throwing up all over the saferoom. He kept upchucking and vomiting everywhere. All the skettis and kibble he stuffed in his face now flowing everywhere in the room.

It took awhile but the family finally arrived back and what they saw surprised them. Timmy was laying on the floor still throwing up massive amounts of spaghetti as the perfectly clean fluffies lay in a huge bowl completely untouched. Carol woke Sprinkles up and asked what happend. Sprinkles told them everythin and the foals confirmed it. Timmy tried to talk but more skettis just fell out of his mouth. Timmy's father grew even more upset at this and rubbed his head.

Timmy was being escorted to the hospitial to get his stomach pumped while Carol spent time with the fluffies. The fluffies looked around the room at the mess Timmy made. Pasta sauce on the walls, spaghetti and kibble thrown about on the carpet. Vomit everywhere. The fluffies were careful not to get any of the rotten food on their fluff as they made their way to the litterbox.

Pudding was the first fluffy to speak up at the situation..

"Mista Timmy suwe wub dose skettis!"

@Coffee Overdose EXPLAIN THIS

I will fucking torch your ass without a second thought if you post something like this without spoiler tags again.
 
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