- >You are Cherry.
- >You are a very happy fluffy pegasus pony.
- >You are confused, too.
- >A long time ago, you had more babies that didn't love you.
- >The purple-fluffed monster lady was angry.
- >You are happy because you feel the strange feel in your belly, and that means babies!
- >You are confused because you never made any special hugs.
- >At least, you don't remember doing that. You're good at remembering special hugs.
- >In fact, you're still in the same cage down here in the stony dark.
- >Not only do you feel the strange feel, your leggies aren't working well again. You're getting big!
- >You also feel very full of something sloshy near your back leggies.
- >Mister is here!
- >Mister will know what's happening.
- “Mista! Mista! Chewwy big! Chewwy gon' haf babehs 'gain?”
- >”Yes, Cherry. Don't wiggle so hard, you'll hurt them.”
- >Babies are coming! You bounce around your little cage as best you can, but stop when Mister says to.
- “No wan' huwt babehs! Chewwy be stiww!”
- >You will be the bestest, most still fluffy that ever lived.
- >Your new babies will love you very much.
- >You eat the nummies Mister gives you. They're very soft unlike the nummies you used to get, but they taste funny.
- “Ewwies...”
- >”Eat up, Cherry. Your babies need that to be healthy.”
- >You start ramming your mouth full of the mushy nummies with your front leggies.
- “Chewwy eat! Wan' babehs dat wuv Chewwy!”
- >Mister shakes his head, even though you didn't ask him anything.
- >The nummies make you feel sleepy, like always.
- >You make a big sleepy noise and drag yourself over to your blankie to take a nap.
- >Oh no!
- >Wake up!
- >Big poopies! Big poopies!
- “Mista! Mista! Hewp! Feew funny! Need poopies!”
- >Why can't you get to your litter box?
- >You're so very big, bigger than you think you've ever been before.
- >The babies! They must want out! There must be so many!
- “Mista! Haf so many babehs! Wan' out! Hewp babehs, pwease!”
- >Your back leggies feel so funny.
- >The things on your belly back there are full again.
- >You know that means babies are coming. Babies get nummies from there.
- >They are so very full! You must have lots of babies coming!
- >The big poopie feel is scaring you. It hurts a little.
- >Mister is coming. Mister will help you.
- >”Good, looks like you're ready.”
- >You can't even wiggle your leggies anymore, but it's okay because Mister is carrying you.
- >He carries you over to the shiny flat...but goes past it.
- >Mister made an oopsie! It's okay, you'll tell him.
- “Mista! Babehs comin'! Need hewp wif babehs!”
- >You try to point at the shiny flat, but your leggies barely move.
- “Wha? Weggies, why no wowk?”
- >Mister sets you down in the baby hole, where all the little wingie babies live!
- “Mista! Babehs comin'!”
- >You feel the big poopie feel...
- >Uh oh. You detect something squirting out, but it doesn't smell pretty.
- >You've made bad poopies. You hear little wingie babies cry because you made poopies on them.
- “Chewwy sowwy! Chewwy wuv babehs! No mean make poopies!”
- >Mister doesn't seem mad at you. You're very glad.
- >Oh no, Mister has a pointy thing!
- >Owwies are bad for the babies!
- “No, Mista! No gif owwies now, babehs comin'!”
- >You lie on your side in the corner of the baby hole.
- >Wingies flap a little, but leggies don't work at all. Other babies are coming to hug you.
- >Mister pokes you with the pointy thing.
- “OWWIES! NO HUWT! NO HUWT! BABEHS COMIN'! PWEASE NO HUWT!”
- >You cry. The hurt goes away, though!
- “Fank you, Mista, huwt bad fo' babehs...”
- >Oh no! The babies in the baby hole are taking your tummy nummies!
- “Mista! Hewp! Dese bad babehs, takin' nummies 'way!”
- >Why is Mister walking away?
- >Why can't you feel your leggies anymore?
- “Whewe weggies go? Chewwy need fo' babehs!”
- >Why did they leave? You cry again.
- >The bad babies take your tummy nummies. You try to buck them, but can't.
- >You can't even yell at them anymore.
- >You feel so sleepy.
- >So tired.
- >You smell another not pretty smell.
- >You hear more babies cry.
- >You think you made poopies again, but you didn't feel that, either.
- >All you can do is talk.
- “Mista! Hewp! Chewwy feew funny! Chewwy scawed! Chewwy scawed fo' babehs!”
- >Mister walked away.
- >This is bad. Bad babies fight over your tummy nummies.
- >You make scared poopies again, you think. You didn't feel it, but you smelled it.
- >You've made so many poopies...
- >Why won't the big poopie feeling go away?
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