Title:           Fluffy Ponyville, Chapter 6: The End
Author:          soil
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First Edit:      Friday 8th of June 2012 04:39:02 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Friday 8th of June 2012 04:39:02 PM CDT

>It is a Saturday night
>You are clopping to ponies as you do every night
>Ponyville has become little more than a chore
>The residents have become fearful of you because of the horrors you have inflicted upon their peers
>They all keep their distance in fear of being the next fluffy that gets modified
>You suspect the mane six (now 4 and a half) have been telling the others that you are responsible for their condition
>Twilight's health has declined to a new low as her fluff has started to turn white and her teeth have become a destroyed mess
>You remember bulimics often get horrible tooth decay from the stomach acid in their vomit
>She has lost nearly all of her horn as she has been incapable of keeping up with the other fluffies incontinence, especially Appldash who collectively have no control hover their bowels
>Appldash has remained cooped up at sweet apple acres as Applejack has become too pregnant to drag Rainbow around
>Luckily Big Mac keeps bringing them food in exchange for blowjobs
>Both mares have open wounds on their buttholes and vaginas where he attempted to mate with them
>The blowjobs must have started as a compromise of sorts, a true rarity in fluffy culture
>Speaking of Rarity, the still hairless unicorn has also become pregnant thanks to regular doses of your special aphrodisiac
>You haven't figured out who the father may be yet but nofluffy seems to be stepping up to take responsibility since Rarity hasn't been getting food brought to her while she is immobile
>She has been surviving off of whatever happens to be edible in the litterbox
>It is truly a miracle she has survived at all on such a diet but several fluffies vomit in the litter and that has provided small morsels while a quick splash of water a day from you keeps her hydrated
>The biggest problem you have to deal with is the rise of Pinkie's cult
>While you were at work yesterday Mrs cake gave birth and had her newborns taken
>You came home to find Pinkie dropping them into a new hole in he wall infront of a large crowd
>You managed to rescue the baby pegasus but the unicorn was already inside the wall
>Pinkie should have died from exhaustion long ago but something seems to be keeping her alive and energized enough to lead her cult
>After returning the baby to the parents you corralled the entire town into the square for Pinkie's punishment
>You held her up infront of the crowd and announced her crimes
>"Wet weadew go" some of the cultists exclaim but they are quickly silenced by the other fluffies who have learned by now that you are not to be questioned
>Murder must be punished severely but not so severely that you have to stop your sleep deprivation study early....
>As a fair compromise, you reached into Pinkie's mouth and grabbed her by her tongue
>You took a nail and slowly pressed it all the way through the soft flesh
>Pinke remained completely silent throughout but the crowd went ballistic
>The cultists began to bawl and begged for you to stop
>They gathered around your legs and tried to knock you down
>You struck back violently, kicking the fluffies and breaking a few noses
>Once Pinkies new piercing was complete you hammered the nail into back wall
>Pinkie has hung in silence from that nail for about 24 hours
>The cultists have been praying to Pinkie and to their precious hole that you long since boarded up
>They pray for fluttershy to deliver them from your wrath
>They pray for Pinkie to speak to them again and to come back down to them
>This might be an interesting study in religion if you didnt happen to be the devil in this scenario
>Flutteshy has not been sighted since her escape but you know she has gotten outside
>You found a couple of feral fluffies in the side yard with their throats slit
>The scary part is wounds were too clean to be from huggies
>Fluttershy is not the kind of god anyone should be praying to
>You finish your clopping with the usual shame and tissues and decide to check on the town
>As soon as the door opens a repugnant smell hits your nose
>The fluffies have managed to get their hooves on your box of nails
>Mr Cake has been brutalized beyond belief, nails driven into his hooves and every orifice
>In the town center Mrs cake has been nailed to the large wooden stage
>She is in hysterics and is thrashing around violently crying "NU HUWT BABBEHS, BABBEHS NEED MUMA!"
>The nails have been driven through all four of her legs
>This kind of tool use is astounding but more surprising is the fate of the foal
>The tiny newborn unicorn has had its tongue nailed down just like you did to Pinkie
>The cultists are busy drawing a crude circle in the pair of victims blood
>The crowd is split between those trying to get on the stage to stop the ritual and those forming a protective circle around the stage
>The leader of the ritual is armed with a nail and clad in a large black plastic bag fashioned into a cloak
>This seems odd to you and on a hunch you look into Rarity's litterbox
>Her rubberband has been broken with a nail and she has been pushed out into the crowd
>She is currently distributing bag cloaks to the others with sweetie belles assistance
>Apparantly the cloak has sufficed to allow her back into fluffy society
>The identity of the leader remains a mystery so you stride over the crowd and pluck the instigator off of the stage
>You throw back the little hood to find none other than Twilight
>"How dare you turn against me" you seethe plucking the nail out from between her teeth
>In a fit of rage, you press the nail directly into her horn
>The resulting jolt of electricity sends you flying backwards and you land flat on sweet apple acres
>The reaction from the crowd is instant and the next thing you know you have been dogpiled by most of the town
>The ones that feared you now fear the cultists more and are too scared to come to your aid
>The apple family emerges from the farmhouse and begins to assault your face directly
>Big Mac begins to kick you in the temples with an unbridled rage
>"YOU COWST ME SPECIAW HUGGIES" He roars into your ears as a mean buck catches you in the eye
>Appldash looks on with a strange look of peace as Applebloom assists them in affixing their cloaks
>"KIWW DADDY, AVENGWE PINKIE!" Twilight calls to the crowd as you begin to get to your feet
>Despite your furious attacks that maim fluffies left and right the crowd will not relent
>"I AM YOUR DADDY,I AM GOD, YOU MUST OBEY!" you bellow to the heavens as you stamp on the Mayor
>As your head is thrown to the skies you see a glint of light in the rafters
>Time appears to slow as the glint gets closer and closer
>A razor
>You understand a second too late, a second after your carotid artery has been severed
>Like the tower of Babel you collapse in pain to the concrete floor
>Like an angel of death fluttershy glides to the crowd below
>Your vision begins to blur as the fluffies begin to cheer
>The crowds no longer seem to fear her, she has slain their tormentor
>She needs no black cloak, her coat of razors is her armor and with it she is invincible to fluffies
>You begin to piece it together in your last moments
>She had never really left them, she was always watching from above
>If she had gotten up that high she could have gotten free run of the ceilings
>She had just been waiting up there, sharpening her blades, waiting for the masses to be ready for your death
>She turns to her subjects and squeaks in her tiny voice, "Wong wive ponyviwwe, deatwh to the daddehs, deatwh to da humans, deatwh to aww who dawe oppowse fwuffyshy"
>The last thing you see as your gaze turns upwards is Pinkie Pie, now dead from bloodloss, still hanging from the wall
>The last thing you here is "Haiw ouw saviow, aww haiw pinkiw pwi, she died fow ouw sins"
>The last thing you think is of your own sins, the fluffies you have abused, their cries of agony still fresh in your mind, and of course your greatest sin of all, the sin that has killed you, the sin that you now realize will threaten all life on earth
>god damned fluffyshy.