Title:           Mouth glued shut
Author:          Anonymous
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First Edit:      Sunday 20th of May 2012 10:33:25 AM CDT
Last Edit:       Sunday 20th of May 2012 10:33:25 AM CDT

Mouth glued shut
 
>A light gray earth fluffy pony mare is sleeping on the street
>Suddenly it jerks awake
>"Mmmmm! Mmmmmmmmmmm!" she moans
>Her mouth has been glued shut
>On the previous day some kid tricked the pony
>Promised her nommies, but the "nommies" was a hot glue gun in her mouth
>She struggled harder than ever before, but the kid was stronger
>The glue burned her mouth, tongue and throat
>"Ouchiee! Hoowt! Fwuffy huuuwt! Nuuu! Nuuuummmfffhhpphhh!" were her last words
>The kid then held her mouth shut for a moment
>Excess glue oozed out, burned her lips and dried there, looks like she's drooling or something
>In panic, she rubbed her muzzle on the grass, "Mmmmmmmmm!"
>That didn't obviously help
>Then she poked her mouth with her hoof
>Didn't help either, "Mmmmmmmgghffffhhfhfhffffhh!"
>She ran in circles around the laughing kid
>Shit poured out of her ass
>Tears flowed from her eyes, the hot glue burning her throat
>Immense pain, but she could not scream
>"Why no mouth open? Why mouth huwt?" she pondered
>Finally managed to get out of the yard and on to the street
>She ran around the streets aimlessly
>"Mmmmmmmmmh! Mmmmmmmmmmmm!"
>Hours later, exhausted from all the running and shitting her tiny legs no longer could carry her
>She just slumped on the street and fell asleep instantly
>Now she's up again, hungry and thirsty as hell
>The worst panic is over
>She waddles around, trying to find something to eat and drink
>Moans all the time
>And rubs her muzzle against the asphalt, trees and traffic sign poles all the time
>Nothing helps
>It's a hot day, sun is shining
>"Wan wawa! Fwuffy wan wawa!" she thinks
>No sound comes out, except muffled moaning and whining
>There's a park across the street
>Lots of people and other fluffies playing in there
>Green grass and a small water fountain
>She hurries in the park as fast as her stubby legs can carry her
>Water is priority number one now
>The water fountain looks promising, so she climbs on the ledge
>Tries to drink, but mouth does not open
>She dunks her entire muzzle in the water and tries to drink
>But no water goes in
>No matter how hard she tries to open her mouth and drink, nothing happens
>"Mmmmmh! Mmmmmmm!"
>She's getting frustrated
>"Stoopid wava! Why wawa hate fwuffy?! Why no dwink?" she thinks
>She gets angry and splashes the water with her hooves
>Somehow manages not to fall in
>Tries to make angry sounds and puff her cheeks, but only pathetic moaning comes out
>The evil water does not get into her mouth
>Her face is dripping wet, so are belly fluffs and front legs
>But not a single drop of refreshing water in her mouth
>Defeated, she jumps down, tears falling from her eyes
>She rubs her muzzle against the fountain wall, as if trying to scratch an itch
>"Mmmmmhhhhh..."
>Mouth still doesn't open, she does not understand why
>There's a small park cafeteria
>Bumbles towards it
>Some humans are there, eating buns and other sweets
>They're petting other fluffies
>She hugs someone's leg
>"Mmmmmmm!"
>"What's the matter, fluffball?" the human asks. "Are you hungry?"
>"Mmmmmmmm!" she whines
>"Well, this is your lucky day" the human says and puts some uneaten buns on the ground before her
>"You can eat them, I'm already full" then the human walks away
>The fluffy watches the warm buns
>She tries to eat them, but mouth doesn't open
>She pushes them around with her muzzle, but nothing goes into her mouth
>"Stoopid food! Why no eat? Why no mouthie?" she thinks angrily
>Suddenly, the cafeteria owner comes out, holding bowls of steaming spaghetti
>"Here, fluffies! Here, here! Come get some sgetti!"
>The nearby fluffies smell the fresh spaghetti and get overexcited
>They hurrily gather around the owner
>"Wan nommies! Fwuffy hungwy! Gwass no good! Wan sgetti!" they babble
>"Here, I've been watching you little cute fluffballs. I know you like spaghetti, so I cooked some for you!"
>He places three bowls on the ground
>"Go on, eat it. I've never done anything like this before, but my customers sure seem to like you guys! If you behave and don't shit everywhere, I might do this again."
>The fluffies are happy and start to gulp down the 'sgetti
>"Nommies! Sgetti good! Fwuffy wike!"
>They babble happily and "Fank yoo" the owner
>They also drink from water bowls
>But the one lone fluffy can't
>She tries to get even one bite mouthful of food, but the mouth doesn't open
>"Mmmmm! Mmmmmmhh!" she gets angry again
>"Wan nommies! Wan nomieeeeees!" she yells in her head, but no sound comes out
>Angrily, she kicks the bowl over
>Other fluffies get scared
>"What is fwuffy's mawow pwobwem?" they ask mouths full of spaghetti
>"Hey! None of that! You ungrateful bastard!" the cafeteria owner yells
>Grabs her from the neck fluffs
>"You don't like spaghetti, fine. But you're not ruining it for the others!"
>He carries her away from the others and throws her to the ground
>She rolls on the gravel
>"Mmmmmmm...." she moans in pain
>Some of the cafeteria customers saw this
>"Obviously some fluffies don't appreciate good food", "Yeah.", "Some fluffies think they're so entitled.", "Yeah, I've seen those. They think they own the place or something."
>The lone fluffy walks away, crying
>"Mmmmmmm....."
>She goes to sit under a tree and cries quietly
>Tummy hurts immensely
>Throat is sore and dry
>Some hours later she again tries to drink from the fountain
>But the mouth still fails to open
>Angrily, she splashes the water again, loses her balance and falls into the water
>For a few seconds, she floats
>She looks like a floating sponge, face underwater but back fluffs are above water
>At least her tail floats
>Fluffy ponies can't swim, so wiggling her legs accomplishes nothing
>Then the wet, heavy fluffs drag her underwater
>Water, water everywhere
>But not a single drop goes into her mouth
>Air bubbles come out of her nostrils
>Suddenly, she feels being pulled up by neck fluffs
>She's pulled out of the water by some guy
>"You need to be careful if you drink from the fountain! You could have drowned!" he voice says
>"Mmmmmm!" fluffy responds
>"What? You could at least thank me for saving you."
>"Mmmmmhh!"
>"Uh. Stupid shitcannons."
>She gets thrown on the ground, again
>Human walks away
>Fluffy pony slowly walks away from the park
>"Mmmmm.... mmmmm!" is the only sound she can make
>It's getting late
>Her body is getting weak
>Exhausted and weakaned, she falls asleep on the street again
>Nobody pays any attention to the sleeping fluffy pony
>Next morning, she wakes up
>Her tiny body is trembling
>Second full day without any food or water
>Not much energy left
>She tries to eat grass, no luck
>Mouth still doesn't open
>Nobody pays any attention to the lone quietly mmmph-ing fluffy
>She's very weak now
>She just lies on the street
>Knowing the fluffy pony memory, it's possible that she does not even remember what "eating" and "drinking" are anymore
>"wan.. die... wan... die... wan... die... wan... die..."
>Her tummy hurts so much that she curls up into a tight ball and moans
>The second full food and waterless day slowly passes
>She roasts in the hot sun, too weak to move
>She's not even sweating anymore, her body is so dehydrated
>She sees other fluffies playing in the park
>Some other fluffies walked by and wanted hugs
>But because she could not talk and was too weak to hug, they quickly lost interest and left her alone
>Two days without shitting or peeing
>Nothing goes in, nothing comes out
>Not even whimpering anymore
>Only eyes move
>She mercifully passes out
>Wakes up much later
>It's dark, but not only because it's night, but because it's raining cats and dogs
>She manages to roll on to her back
>Cool, refreshing rain washes her belly and face clean
>But not a single drop of water goes in her mouth
>She closes her eyes for the last time
>Hours later the rain stops
>The pony doesn't move anymore
>Her tiny heart has stopped
>In the morning, a city maintenance worker throws her body into a dead fluffy bin
>Part of the guy's morning routines: get rid of fluffy pony bodies on the street
>Like all the other fluffies, she goes into fluffy pony hell. There is no fluffy pony heaven.
>She will spend an eternity in there, trying to eat and drink with her mouth glued shut
>The difference is, you can't die in hell. Ever. No matter what.
The End