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Home Invasion

By: BallsOfFluff on Apr 14th, 2012  |  syntax: None  |  size: 7.80 KB  |  hits: 656  |  expires: Never
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  1. >You arrive at your house after a long day of work
  2. >You're at the front door when you suddently hear a noise coming from the kitchen
  3. >You sneak to the kitchen and see something unusual
  4. >A stray fluffy mare and two fluffy fillies just broke into your house
  5. >"The hole on the fence and the dog door" you think to yourself
  6. >You didn't think they we're capable of this
  7. >Seems like they're exploring your house in search of food
  8. >You can see their hoofs and the lower part of their fluff is covered in dirt
  9. >Dirty hoofprints all over you kitchen floor
  10. >The fluffy mare is leading the fillies
  11. >As the fluffy mare spots you she yells "Wiv mustah! Ow fwuffy give owies!"
  12. >"Get wost!" a little filly shouts
  13. >As you approach them, the fluffy mare charges on you, only managing to soil your pants
  14. >You stomp on the floor making a loud sound
  15. >Fluffies start runing away
  16. >They're obviously not going too far
  17. >You grab the mare by the tail and the two fillies and throw them into the dog cage
  18. >After this you're really decided to teach her a lesson
  19. >"Let out! Pwease no hurt babehs!" the fluffy mare begs
  20. >"I'm not going to hurt you, actually we're going to play a game and then have dinner!" you assure them
  21. >"Weawwy? Munsta no huwt fwuffy and babehs? Pway games with cute babehs! Wan' foodsies!" the mare says relieved
  22. You can't make them scared or else your plan won't work
  23. >"Yeah, just wait there", you say
  24. >You can't take the risk of opening the cage
  25. >It's time to put your plan in motion
  26. >First part of the plan
  27. >You take two chairs and put them aside the table
  28. >You fill a small water tank to the top and put them in top of the chairs to make it closer to the table top
  29. >You encircle the left edge of the table with chicken wire, leaving some space between the table and the wire
  30. >You grab a rectangle shaped wooden plank and put on the table, positioning its middle segment under the wire
  31. >The plank width is larger than a regular fluffy pony, they have some space to walk and will not be stranded
  32. >The left segment of the planket is right above the water tank, making it look like a trampoline
  33. >It's time for part two of the plan
  34. >You take the three fluffy ponies from the cage
  35. >"Whewe taking fwuffies?" says the mare
  36. >"It's play time, as I said"
  37. >"Yay, wuv pway with cute babsies!" she says excitedly
  38. >You place the mare in the right part of the plank and the two fillies on the left part, which has a filled water tank underneath it
  39. >Also their weight seems balanced, your contraption will work after all
  40. >"Let babehs with me! Wan' hug babsies!"
  41. >The mare starts stretching her clumsy hoofs trying to reach their foals, with no avail
  42. >"Listen very carefully you little shit!", sternly refering to the mare
  43. >"As you can see your daughters are on the other side of the fence, if you leave the plank, it'll flip over and your babies will drown!", you explain
  44. >"Nuu! No dwow, wawa bad fo fwuffies! No do pwease!"
  45. >The fillies look down at water and freeze in place, shaking their bodies and pissing
  46. >"Fuffy scawed! No wike scawy wawa! Wanna hug mommy!"
  47. >"As I promissed here's your bowl with treats! I bet they're very tasty!" you place the bowl just out of her reach
  48. >"And remember, if you leave the plank, your daughters will be gone, forever!"
  49. >"Pwase, nuu! Gif tweats fo pony, so hungy!"
  50. >Her stomach starts growling
  51. >Seems like the fillies are not hungry just yet
  52. >Two hours has passed
  53. >Fillies frozen in place, only moviment is their uncontrollable shake, they piss and shit everytime they look down
  54. >"So scawy wawa! Pwease let out!" begs one of the fillies
  55. >The other one is going through uncontrollable sobbing
  56. >They instinctively know they will die with they fall in there
  57. >Fluffy mare gets more and more hungry by each passing minute
  58. >"Pwease hooman, gif foodsies! So hungy *growl*! Just tiny bities!"
  59. >"You can have food, it's right in front of you? What are you talking about?"
  60. >"If fwuffy out, babehs dwow! No want babehs gone! Wuv fwuffy babehs much!"
  61. >"Well that's too bad, you should have thought of that before breaking into my home, now if you want it, all you have to do is step forward!"
  62. >Fluffy mare starts crying "All wanted iz food, *sob* *sob* tummy owie, no wanted fiwwies get hungy too"
  63. >Some more hours have passed, it's night
  64. >Fluffy mare is getting sleepy
  65. >Fillies are already sleeping, huging each as tighly as they can
  66. >They look like a cute little fluff ball while sleeping
  67. >The mare try to fight her sleepiness, keeps closing and opening her eyes
  68. >"So...sweepy...bwing babehs...pwease" she speaks to nobody in particular and falls asleep
  69. >Such a cute sight
  70. >Morning comes, fluffy pony surprisingly survived the night
  71. >"Guess what I brought to fluffies?"
  72. >The fluffy mare's eyes glares as she spot the steaming bowl of spaghetti you're bringing
  73. >"Hum, I bet it's very delicious! Look at all this sauce! Hmmm!", you tease
  74. >Fluffy mare starts drooling
  75. >"Gif saghetti! Pwease good fwuffy! Sowwy if bwoke thingy! Pwease feed, pwase pwase! implores the mare
  76. >Steam coming from the bowl hits the muzzles of the fillies too, at this point they're very hungry as well
  77. >"Pwes gif yummies! Feed fiwwie!" "Tummy owie, gif sghety pwes!", beg the fillies
  78. >Fluffy mare is shaking because of the excruciating hunger, she can's stand a single moment of it
  79. >She begs one more time "PWEASE, gif fwuffy foodies! Fwuffy behave! Sowwy, fwuffy so sowwy! Waaaaah", tears start forming in her eyes
  80. >You keep teasing her about how tasty the spaghetti and treats are
  81. >Mare is crying so much at this point, she looks back and say "Sowwy babehs, so hungy, need eat!"
  82. >"Nuu mommy, no wiv fiwwie, fiwwie wuv mommy!" "Pwease mommy, fiwwie good, fiwwie wuv mommy, gif hugsies!" "Waaaaah, waaaaaah" the fillies begs in a squeaky voice
  83. >"Sowwy babehs *sob* *sob* tummy big ouchie! Haf eat! Wuv babehs!"
  84. >Fillies are hugging each other in fear, begging incessantly
  85. >Mare walks slowly towards the spaghetti bowls, suddently she steps out of the plank
  86. >Plank flips out
  87. >Fillies falls while giving a high pitched squeak "Mommmmyyyy!!!!" *splash*
  88. >Totally heartbreaking for fluffy mare
  89. >She just stand there, crying for minutes
  90. >Gazing baffled at the place her cute and loved daughters once were
  91. >Extreme hunger kicks in, at least she got to eat
  92. >Fluffy pony aproximates slowly her clumsy little mouth to the spaghetti
  93. >Suddenly you step in and take her spaghetti and treats bowl away, dumping everything in the trash can
  94. >She looks at you with wide eyes, speechless
  95. >"Sorry, but only good fluffies get to eat food, and good fluffies don't kill their daughters", you say with a grin
  96. >Fluffy mare can't articulare her frustration
  97. >"W-w-wa-waaaaaaaaaaah! Waaaaaaaaaaaaah!" cries the mary at the top of her lungs
  98. >You left fluffy pony mare in the table
  99. >She dies hours later of hunger, crying, alone and thinking about her cute little fillies that gave their lives to save her
  100. >The fillies are constantly complaining of hunger "Fuffy hungy!" "Pweas fin' food!" they say in a high pitched baby voice
  101. >Fluffy fillies have even worse english than the regular fluffy ponies
  102. >She doesn't give a damn, probably never lived among humans
  103. >"Mommy twy to find food fow babehs! Now quiet or munsta catch fwuffies!"
  104. >They start sniffing and rolling objetcs all over your kitchen
  105. >They seem really hungry by how frantically they look for food
  106. >One of the fillies shits in your kitchen floor and just keep walking
  107. >The fluffy mother pushes with her little hoofs a small vase plant, mistaking it for a food bowl
  108. >The vase breaks spreading dirt all over the floor
  109. >You were watching the whole scene, which just infuriates you
  110. >You could just stomp all three fluffies to death, but you're willing to teach that fluffy mare a lesson
  111. >And you have a plan to accomplish that
  112. >You grab in silence your old dog's cage (really smart animal, you sort of miss him)
  113. >You go to the kitchen closing the door behind you