Title:           The Whipping Fluff Pt. 1
Author:          crystalakov
Pastebin link:   http://pastebin.com/sPLSmkgQ
First Edit:      Tuesday 3rd of July 2012 12:05:20 AM CDT
Last Edit:       Tuesday 3rd of July 2012 12:05:20 AM CDT

>Be Anon.
>Read up on whipping boys on Wikipedia.
>Want to see if it actually works.
>Decide to test it out on a fluffy family.
>You've had fluffies before, so you have a safe room, litterbox, and harness for them.
>Go out with a box and a tupperware container filled with spaghetti.
>Hear sniffling from a near-by bush
"Sowwy bahbies, mumma nu hav' miwk."
"Wan' nummies! Wan' miwk!"
"Fwowa cowd, wan' huggies..."
>Look in nearby bushes.
>It's a fluffy mother with 4 babies.
>The mother's a light brown unicorn, with a nice blonde mane.
>One of her babies, a grey unicorn with a bright mint green mane tries suckling from her teat.
>The one wanting hugs is a yellow one with a complementary orange mane, also a unicorn.
>On her back she has two more curled up and shivering in her fluff.
>An all grey unicorn, and and pegasus with her mother's main color and her brother's bright green mane.
>Approach them.
"Nuu! Go 'way munsta!"
"I'm not a monster. I want to adopt you and take you home."
"Munsta wan' be daddy?"
"That's right. Here, want some spaghetti?"
>The mother and her two awake foals perk up at the thought of spaghetti.
>Foals are still too young to have, but they're genetically programmed to like the stuff.
"First, I just wanna ask you some questions. One, do you have a name?"
>Named fluffies are 90% of the time abandoned fluffies.
>Want one that's been litterbox-trained.
"Owd daddy caww fwuffy Mawy."
>Good, old daddy.
"Mind if I call you Mary?"
>She twitches a little at that.
>Good.
"How about your babies? Do they have names?"
"Owd daddy weave Mawy outside befow bahbies come."
"Do they have names?"
"Nuu?"
"How about you give them names? I can't take home random strays."
"Otay."
>She nudges forward the grey one that was trying to get milk.
"Mawy gif bahbie name... Gweybahby!"
>How original.
>Next, the yellow one.
"Mawy gif bahbie name... Fwowah!"
"Flower?"
"Cause bahbie pwetty wike fwowah!"
>Better.
"Mawy name bahbies, can has sketties?"
"You still have two unnamed babies."
"Mawy wan' sketties, need nummies fow miwk."
"Get your other babies and name them."
"Wan' sketties."
"Name your other babies and you'll get your spaghetti, but no sooner."
>She shakes her body reluctantly until the two foals fall off.
>No sooner as they hit the ground do they start crying.
>Their two siblings move closer to give them hugs.
"Pwease, daddy, bahbies wan' miwk. Need sketties fow miwk!"
"Name your babies, and you'll get spaghetti."
>She turns to the crying all-grey one on her left side.
"Mawy gif bahbie name... wittewfwuffy. Wan' sketties, gif' sketties!"
"Name your last baby."
>She turns to the other one, the lone pegasus.
>It's wailing at the top of its lungs as Flower hugs it.
"Mawy gif bahby name... name..."
>It won't stop wailing.
"No cwying! Mumma twy tink weal hawd!"
"Is that it's name? No-crying?"
"Yes yes yes yes mumma wan' sketties!"
>What greedy creatures.
>She devours the spaghetti like a vacuum.
>This is when you decide to use the mother as the whipping fluffy.
>Pick her up when she's done and toss her in the box, much to her protest.
>Pick her babies up and place them gently in her fluff.
>Go back home.
>This gun' be good.