Fluffy Ponyville, Chapter 1: Pinkie Pie

>You are sitting at home fapping as usual

>Doorbell rings, must be that special order you put in

>Several burly men await you at door and as per your instructions, begin to unload the boxes you’re your deluxe two car garage

> The boxes contain enough cardboard house replicas to make your own fluffy sized ponyville

>Spend the next few hours setting up before you are finally ready to release the fluffies

>Each fluffy is individually caged and you have at least thirty of them

>You ordered each one special from fluffycorp to represent characters from your favorite show My Little Pony Friendship is Magic

>One by one they are released into their new home

>Infantile cries of “Pway” “hungwy” “Sketies” and “new friends” fill the room

>You pull out your trusty whistle and give it a short blow to get the towns attention

>Everyfluffy shuts up and turns towards you

> You take out your checklist and begin to take roll, making sure each fluffy knows their name where the litterbox is and where they will be sleeping.

>After you have finished the roll it is getting late so you decide to turn in for the night

> “Time for sleep now fluffies” you call to the disorganized mob milling around your legs

> The fluffies do not take kindly to this, Pinkie Pie in particular

> “Nuuuuuuu, pwinkie wan pway” she screeches over the crowds babbling

> She starts bouncing around and soon the other fluffies join in

> “PWARTWY” she screams as you look on in shock

> The party seems to consist of fluffies running around and bumping into things while yelling incoherently

>You are fascinated by the display as you have never heard of such behavior in fluffies before

>After about five minutes of observing you decide to intervene as special huggies begin to break out

>A single long blast of the whistle stops the fluffies in their tracks, all except Pinkie who is too busy to notice

>She is engaging in special huggies with Big Mac and is obviously having too much fun to stop

>The other fluffies turn to watch the lewd display as Mac keeps rutting the smaller mare, continuously repeating “Eeyup” with each thrust

>You pull him off and toss him back into the crowd much to the chagrin of Pinkie

>”MEEENIEEE” she squeels and begins to jump up and down while spraying shit all over fluttershy who happens to be standing behind her

> “EEEWWW” says Rainbow Dash as she backs away from the shit stained Pegasus who simply whimpers a barely audible “Sowwy” before crying and running away to her cottage

>You feel a pulsing in your temple, the same kind of pulsing you felt before you killed your last group of fluffies

>Your Mr Hyde emerges and you angrily grab Pinkie by the scruff of her neck

>As you slowly bring her up to eye level you take a deep breath

>No use in ruining the whole batch this time, only this fluffy really needs to pay

>A chorus of “Give back Fwend” and “Nuu Huwt fwuffy” erupts from the mob as you take Pinkie inside

>She is eerily silent as you take her to the kitchen and you get the strange feeling that her mane has lost its bounce

>You wordlessly drop Pinkie on the kitchen counter and get out your trusty stapler from the drawer

>Pinkie spots a nearby spaggetios can and tries to run at it but thanks to her clumsiness, she trips over a nearby cookbook and lands on her face

>You seize the opportunity to grab her by the scruff of the neck and staple her fluff to the book to keep her still

> “Nuu, pwinkie stwuck” she whines as she tries to run

>You lift her head so you can get a better view and grab her left upper eyelid and pull it upwards with your thumb

>With a well-practiced precision you apply the stapler to the eyelid, stapling it to where her eyebrow would be

>It takes a few seconds for Pinkie to realize what is happening but when she does your glad your garage is soundproof

> “WAAAAAAAA, OWWIES IN FWUFFY EYE” she howls, thrashing wildly but remaining firmly attached to the book

>You grab a nearby rubberband and wrap it around her muzzle before getting to work on the next eye

>She is much less cooperative this time but after pinching the eyelid and having to use two staples you are finally satisfied

>Pinkie is now incapable of closing her eyes or blinking as her lower eyelid is insufficient for covering the eyeball

>You grab one of your many open vodka bottles and pour a small amount onto each eye to disinfect each eye

>For phase two of the “adjustments” you reach into the drawer for your dogs old shock collar

>You slip it around Pinkie's neck and push the button on the remote to give it a test

>Pinkie's mumbling turns into a muffled squeal as her body twitches uncontrollably

>"If you ever tell anyfluffy about what went on here, I will staple your mouth shut" you whisper in the little fluffies ear, punctuating your threat by slamming the stapler down next to her head

>You tear the staples out of her fluff and take a moment to bask in your genius

>Feeling more proud of yourself than you should, you carry your newest creation back into the garage

>The fluffies of ponyville rejoice at the return of their friend and begin to crowd around your legs

>You remove the rubberband from Pinkie's mouth and set her down amongst the fluffies who begin to dogpile her with hugs babbling "Pway" and "Pwawty"

>"No huggies, huwt Pwinkie's eyes" she says as the other fluffies press against her exposed eyeballs

>The fluffies attempt to remedy Pinkie's pain with their usual presription of more huggies

>Eventually they grow tired of Pinkie's complaining and begin to disperse

>Pinkie begins to try and and close her eyelids with her hooves but only ends up hurting herself more

>"Pwease stop huwting eyes" she complains as she rubs her face on the concrete floor

>"Why can no cwose eyes?" she asks you expectantly

>"Why would you need to close your eyes?" You ask in mock confusion, "I thought you didnt want to go to sleep yet, I believe you wanted to 'Pwawty' instead"

>"Pwinkie sowwy, nuu wan pwawty no mowe, be good fwuffy and go sweep" she states dejectedly

>"Too late now" You say turning off the light and opening the door

>"Goodnight fwuffies" you call out before going inside to get some sleep

>You know that Pinkie wont be having a good night

>Even if she does manage to sleep with her eyes open you have set the shock collar to shock her at random at least once every ten minutes

>You wonder how long a fluffy pony can go without sleep

>Maybe you'll be the first person to find out