Title:           The Munchies
Author:          Fluffapaloosa
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First Edit:      Wednesday 13th of June 2012 10:40:52 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Wednesday 13th of June 2012 10:40:52 PM CDT

>Your pet fluffy's foals claim they can now move to regular fluffy food.
>Put them to the test.
>Separate mother and foals into different rooms.
>Deprive foals of food, mumma's milk or otherwise, for the weekend.
>By the time the weekend is over the foals are begging for food.
>"Pwease daddy wan' nummies!""Whewe mumma?""Tummy ouchies..."
>They're trying to get your attention standing on their hind legs, leaning on the wall of their pen.
>Begin preparations.
>First, pin fluffy mama to the floor with nails.
>She resists the inevitable.
>"Waaahhh! Dat huuuuwwtttsss! Pwease stawp! Wan' babehs!"
>Inject morphine into her body.
>Can still talk but body is totally numb.
>Move the foals' room.
>You are met with a cacophony of fluffy babble.
>Inject each fluffy foal with a concoction of various drugs.
>Wait a couple minutes.
>Fluffies eventually stop complaining about getting shots, but become even more restless.
>They are now an insatiable horde of locust fluffies, with complete disregard for anything or anyone.
>Luckily their teeth are too weak, even on drugs, to hurt you.
>Pick them up and transfer them to the mama's room.
>As you set them down let them get a glimpse of their mama.
>They struggle in your grip when they see her.
>The mama is relieved to see her babehs, but still worried.
>"Babeh! Pwease gif babeh daddeh! Wan' gif huggies!"
>You unleash the foals into her pen all at once.
>As they run towards her at full fluffy speed she is estatic.
>"Yay! Babehs! Come to mumma!"
>She is met with desperate cries, but not for mumma.
>"Nummies! So hungy! Eat naow!"
>They descent upon the mother fluff and immediately begin to feast on her.
>She is confused at first, in fact kind of happy.
>She thinks they're giving her hugs.
>Her first reaction is "Why no feew huggies?"
>Then, as their drug-induced jaws begin breaking skin, she gets more anxious.
>"Wah? Boo boo juice? No wan'! Why babehs make boo boo juice?"
>They begin devouring her torso, all four legs, even trying to get into her skull.
>"Nuuu! Babehs nu huwt mumma! Gif huggies nuu huwt!"
>Her legs are slowly disappearing before her eyes into the foals' mouths.
>They have no gotten into her chest cavity as well, getting at the organs.
>Won't be long now.
>Her blood has cover the front halves of their bodies.
>She can only sob now as her own babies consume her for sustenance.
>"NU HU HUUU! NU WAN' DIS! WUV BABEHS!"
>Can't even struggle because of paralysis.
>Finally the raging foals bust into her brain and begin to feed on the grey matter.
>Fluffy mama starts fading away from consciousness due to blood loss, organ failure, and brain damage.
>"Nu...babehs...wuv..."
>Fluffies are finished with their meal.
>Keep them caged in the pen until they calm down.
>The next day the fluffies ask you where their mumma is.
>Put on your best Rafiki impression.
"She lives in you."