Image 156979: Author:CodenameOne blacktext fluffy_pony fluffy_pony_abuse fluffy_pony_death mercy_kill Text

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Anonymous
#1196032
3 months ago

Booo! Why are you killing them so quickly?

Oh wait, I get it. You were still in the pet store, so you couldn't drag out their torture and make a mess.

It's okay.

CodenameOne
#1196037
3 months ago

Maybe the next story I have in mind will be more up your alley, anon 032.

Saint_Braeburn
#1196041
3 months ago

We have reached the lowest amount of effort you can put into a story.

Saint_Braeburn
#1196044
3 months ago

Although, I'm gonna guess this was written as satire.

HighPlainsSquinter
#1196053
3 months ago

>You adopt fluffy pone
>It's all cute and shit
>You brutally murder because you're just cool like that
>You choke to death on a dick

Anonymous
#1196084
3 months ago

>you own a fluffy pony
>one day, you forget to close the knife drawer
>fluffy pony crashes into drawer
>oh fuck
>knives rain down upon fluffy pony
>there’s no way he could have survived that
>you shed a solitary tear
>you start to pick up the knives
>fluffy pony pops out of the pile, unharmed
>”Knifies fun!”
>apparently yours is one of those invincible fluffy ponies you’ve heard about
>the next day, you get out of bed and walk to the kitchen
>fluffy pony is banging his head into the cabinet below your knife drawer
>”Fwuffy wan’ knifies!”
>you’re not going to risk him dying
>you shoo him out of the kitchen
>fluffy pony starts trying to hurt himself in other ways
>you lock him in his safety room
>fluffy pony starts hitting himself with his hooves and biting himself, giggling the whole time
>you decide to get a female fluffy pony to distract him from this
>you go to the fluffy pony dealership, pick up a female fluffy pony, and bring it home
>your fluffy pony is trying to stab itself with a toothpick it found on the ground
>he stops doing that and runs over to you
>he sees the fluffy pony you brought home and is overjoyed
>”New fwend! Fwuffy wan’ pway!”
>you let the two fluffy ponies get acquainted while you go watch some tv
>during a commercial break, you go into the kitchen to get some snacks
>on the way, you see your fluffy ponies
>the female one is beating the male one up
>both of them are happy and giggling
>”Fwuffy wuv dis game!”
>jesus fucking christ
>fluffy pony s&m, all day, err day
>this drives you to suicide
>fluffy ponies are found and taken in by crazy motherfucker who jacks off to them hurting each other

Anonymous
#1196097
3 months ago

>Something wakes you up
>You roll over and turn on a light
>Fluffy pony’s on your bed, tapping you franticly
>You ask her what the hell she’s doing
>She makes a gurgling noise and vomits all over you
>She says “sowie” and hugs your chest, inadvertently lying down in the vomit and smearing it into her fluff and your shirt
>seethe with rage
>look down
>fluffy pony looks so much happier now that its not feeling sick anymore
>looks so adorable lying next to you
>”Aw, I love you fluffy pony, even though your gross”
>”I space pony” she says as she sleeps

Anonymous
#1196099
3 months ago

>pissed off by the end of Mass Effect 3
>go to Bioware main offices and demand to speak to the writing staff
>you are ushered into the writers room
>you don’t believe your eyes
>room is full of fluffy ponies, playing, eating spaghetti, and generally being adorable
>”These are the writers?” you ask
>”Oh no. These are just the guys who write our endings.”
>choruses of “star chiwd” and “sinfessin” sound around the room
>realize that you have had your jimmies rustled by fluffy ponies
>spaghetti starts falling out of pockets
>fluffy ponies eat spaghetti
>one of them looks up at you
>”shepawd dwons”

Anonymous
#1196100
3 months ago

>you hate fluffy ponies - like REALLY HATE hate ‘em bro
>man, if you ever SEE a fluffy pony bro you’re gonna stomp its shitty head in bro
>you’ll be all like *stompstompstompstomp* and it’ll be all like “wah I’m retarded and stupid pway wah retarded” and you’ll laugh because you don’t give a FUCK bro
>in fact bro
>in fact you’re gonna go to the fluffy pony park and break a couple of their necks just for a laugh cuz you don’t give a fuck what they think - you can do whatever you want bro
>whatever the fuck you want
>yeah there’s one now bro - sit tight while you stomp this shit like a ketchup packet in the school cafeteria bro
>look down at fluffy pony as it’s all waddling up to you, getting up in your biznass, bro
>yeah gonna stomp on it and it’s gonna feel so GOOD bro
>he gives you them big eyes like fluffy ponies do and he’s all “Ey yo you wanna play with me, bro?”
>you’re all “SHIT YEAH I’LL PLAY WITH YA LITTLE BRO!” and you and that fluffy pony are all UP in that playground’s shit bro
>you’re rockin’ the sandbox one minute making bomb-ass sand castles and shit and then you’re like “let’s shake shit up a little, bro!” and you’re all up on that sweet-ass SLIDE bro
>fluffy pony’s all actin’ scared and shit because it’s such a tall motherfuckin’ slide, but you got his back bro - you’re all pickin’ him up and puttin’ him in your lap where it’s all safe and shit bro
>ain’t nothin’ bad gonna happen to your little fluffy homie on YOUR watch, bro
>you climb up to the top and slide ALL the way down bro
>ALL the way fuckin’ DOWN bro
>but then it starts gettin late bro - the fluffy pony has to bounce on back to its crib and commence its evening program of scheduled chilling bro
>it’s all like “ey yo you gonna be here tomorrow and play with me more, bro?”
>you’re like “SHIT YEAH This was the best afternoon EVER, bro!”
>Fuckin’ E to the V to the E to the motherfuckin’ R, bro.

Anonymous
#1196102
3 months ago

>fluffy pony is playing with one of the old baby toys you bought for her
>she burbles happily, but is stumped with trying to fit a square peg into the triangle hole
>it seems apropos as you grease up
>you crawl over to fluffy pony, erection swinging between your legs
>without a word you flip fluffy pony over
>”Wah! Pway new game?”
>you lower yourself, rubbing your savagely pulsing erection against her soft belly
>fluffy pony is still giggling and thinking its just a belly rub
>you grab the fluff of her head roughly and began grinding harder
>”Owchies! No puh! No puh!”
>you’re getting closer, and you tell fluffy pony to open her mouth for a ‘special treat’
>door opens
>roommate and his girlfriend walk in
>after a moment of shock they start laughing hysterically
>you start crying, but blow your load into fluffy pony’s waiting mouth
>why do you smell tomato sauce
>spaghetti shot from your urethra!
>fluffy pony squeals in joy and latches onto your dick, sucking like a tiny vacuum cleaner
>roommate and whore laughing
>you ejaculate again while fluffy pony chokes out “wuv skapetties” through a mouthful of sauce-caked cock
>diarrhea starts, the force of which propels you out the window, flying like an out of control model rocket exposing your shame to the entire apartment complex
>crash and die
>fluffy pony finds better owner, still tries to fellate for more spaghetti

Anonymous
#1196103
3 months ago

>Had a long week at work
>Decide to let off some steam by killing a fluffy pony
>Stop at the fluffy pony shelter on your way home and pick one up
>Get home, pour out a bowl of bleach for fluffy pony
>Tell her to drink it, or she won’t get any spaghetti
>Fluffy pony begins lapping away eagerly
>No apparent distress
>Finishes the bowl,lets out a small burp
>“Beach yummy! Fwuffy have pagetti now?”
>You’re somewhat taken aback
>Sniff at the bottle, to check you hadn’t refilled it with water or something
>No, definitely bleach
>Guess you’ll have to deal with fluffy pony another way
>Start filling the kitchen sink
>Grab fluffy pony by the scruff of her neck
>Hold her above the water
>“Yay! Baff tiem! Baff tiem!” she babbles
>Force her under the water
>Fluffy pony’s stubby legs start wriggling
>After a while, they stop
>Give her another minute, just to be sure
>Pull her out
>Fluffy pony says “Fwuffy haf happy swim!”
>This is getting ridiculous
>Go to the closet, get out your golf clubs
>Choose a nine iron
>Back to the kitchen
>Fluffy pony is eating spaghetti out of a bowl with ‘Fluffy’ written on it
>You didn’t cook her any spaghetti
>Where the hell did she get the bowl from?
>Unleash into fluffy pony with full force
>Swing with your back, not your wrists
>Fluffy pony flies through the air screaming “Wheeeeeee!”
>Hits the wall, bounces off, toddles back over to her bowl
>Bring the club down in an overhead arc
>Fluffy pony’s body crumples under the blow, then bounces right back
>The fuck?
>Days go by
>You’re at your wit’s end
>This god damned fluffy pony will not die, she just bumbles about spewing her inane babble about >“Pway!” and “Bawl”
>More and more fluffy pony toys are appearing about your house
>Knives go straight into her fluff and slide back out; it doesn’t even feel like you hit her body
>Fluffy pony’s fluff appears to be fireproof
>When you locked her in the freezer for a day, she just made a snowman
>She even found some coal and a carrot
>The microwave just made her say “Fwuffy toastie-warm”
>None of the poisons you’ve tried have had any effect
>Nailing her to the wall gave you about an hours peace, then she got free
>Later, you couldn’t find the nail or the hole
>You thought you were getting somewhere when you lopped her legs of with boltcutters, but a minute later they were back
>You can’t tell whether she reattached them, or they grew back
>Neither would surprise you by this point
>Finally, you snap
>Fire kills everything, if you use enough of it
>Go to the garage, siphon the petrol out of your car into a bucket
>Walk into the kitchen where fluffy pony is playing with some blocks you sure as hell never bought
>Douse her in petrol
>This just elicits a response of “Splashy fun! Splashy fun!”
>Fluffy pony starts flicking petrol back at you
>Stand well back and throw a lit match at fluffy pony
>She lights up a treat
>No screams, just “Fwames pwetty!”
>She starts to run around the house, spreading fire as she goes
>You chase after her with a fire extinguisher
>She goes too fast for you to keep up
>Smoke fills the room, then your lungs
>You feel dizzy, and pass out
>The fire brigade eventually gets the fire under control before it spreads to any other houses
>Unfortunately, they didn’t make it to you in time
>Fluffy pony made it out OK, though
>One of the firemen takes pity on her, and lets her ride back to the station in the fire engine
>She stays there as a mascot
>Gets her own miniature fire helmet
>Is fed spaghetti three times a day, and hugged as much as she wants
>Fluffy pony drowns three weeks later

Anonymous
#1196268
3 months ago

Anonymous
#1196454
3 months ago

#1196103 FIXED LOL ^

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