Title:           Milk For the Foal
Author:          Anonymous
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First Edit:      Saturday 9th of June 2012 01:27:05 AM CDT
Last Edit:       Saturday 9th of June 2012 01:27:05 AM CDT

Milk For the Foal
>You have a cute yellow-coated earth fluffy mare, with orange mane
>You've had her for about eight months now
>You love her
>She talks all the time how she'd want to be a momma
>Finally, you get enough
>Go to a shelter and talk to them, they agree to "lend" you a stallion
>You bring her, put her in the same cage with the guy and soon they do their thing
>You didn't even have to pay anything, so everyone's happy
>Slowly, she starts to swell
>Three weeks pass
>She's not as big as some pregnant fluffies you've seen
>Her legs still reach the ground
>Finally, it's time
>She grunts and pushes out one foal, a colt
>Afterbirth comes out, but no other foals
>Huh, sometimes there's only one
>You hand the slimy squirming foal to her
>She sniffs it
>"No wike!"
>"What?" you ask
>"Fwuffy no wike babeeh!"
>Oh shit...
>"Listen, you wanted a baby. You have a baby. Now take care of him."
>"No wan."
>"You will NOT reject this foal. He's yours and you WILL take care of him!" you raise your voice
>The foal squirms on her belly, looking for a teat
>She hits it and it rolls off
>"Hey!" you yell and quickly catch the foal
>It squeaks weakly, still slimy and hungry
>"No wan babeeh"
>She rolls over and gets up
>"I'm afraid you're not getting away from this"
>You grab the slowly waddling momma by her neck fluffs
>"Waah!"
>"You will take care of your baby" you say as you put her to the floor on her back
>You take the foal and hold it
>"Now, lick him clean like all good mommas"
>You hold her forelegs down with one hand and hold the foal in other hand
>"No wan! Nuuuu! No wan babeeh!" she protests
>"Start licking, or I will hurt you!"
>"No wan..."
>"Yes you want!"
>She starts to sob
>You hold the foal while she slowly licks it
>Finally the foal is mostly clean, you'll have to finish the job later
>But for now it's time for the little one to get food
>You still pin her down and set the mewling foal on her belly
>"You will give him milk right now."
>Because you pin her down and hold her legs, she can't push the foal away
>"No wan! No wan babeeh! No gif miwk! Nuuuu!" she screams
>The blind foal squirms around, but finds the teat
>For the next fifteen minutes, the foal empties her teats and his momma begs you to stop it
>You finally let her go and she instantly tries to hit the foal
>But her stubby legs are too clumsy, she doesn't hit
>You snatch the foal away
>"Why do you hate your own baby?"
>"No wike babeeh! Fwuffy wan no babeeh!"
>"A month ago you wanted a baby!"
>"Fwuffy wan no babeeh no mo."
>"What the fuck is wrong with you?!"
>She starts to cry
>You leave her there and take the foal to the bathroom
>You gently wash him with warm water
>You then set her down on a pillow, where he soon falls asleep
>Go back to the momma
>She's still on her back and has fallen asleep, not wasting a single thought for her newborn baby
>You grab her and flip over on her belly
>"Waaaah?" she wakes up
>You pin her down again and start cutting her back fluffs with the scissors
>"Nuuuu! Gif fwuff back! Cowd!"
>"It'll grow back."
>You flip her over again and cut off some belly fluffs too
>After some minutes, you have a nice pile of fluff
>She's crying now
>Leave her there
>Put the fluff in a bowl, shape it to look like a pillow
>It's very smooth
>Gently pick up the sleeping foal and put it in the bowl
>The best place for a one-hour old foal to sleep is its momma's fluffs
>He wakes up about four hours later, hungry as hell
>You hear him mewling and chirping
>Take him to his momma, who's again asleep
>Grab her legs and pin her down
>"Waah! Nuuuuu!"
>Again you hold the struggling fluffy momma while the foal gets his milk
>"No wan gif miwk! No wan babeeh!"
>"You know, if you want to play this hard, so can I. And I am harder than you. You WILL love your baby."
>She decides to shit in protest
>No big deal
>After the foal has gotten enough, you take her to her safe room
>Quickly fix her some spaghetti, she's still gonna need food
>The foal is going to require milk every 4 hours for the next two weeks
>And then it's like every eight hours for a few weeks
>After that, he'll slowly start to eat solid food
>Clearly, you're not going to repeat the feeding process in the night
>And it's getting late soon
>Take some rags
>She has finished the spaghetti, so you grab her
>Hold her over a bucket and squeeze her belly
>"Nuuuuu! No huwt! No huwt fwuffyyy!" she screams
>Shit squeezes out in the bucket
>Repeat until nothing comes out
>Tightly tie her forelegs with the rags
>"Nuuu! Nuuuu! Why no weggie move? Heeewp!"
>You stuff a sock in her mouth and tie a rag around her muzzle, effectively silencing her
>"I'm doing this because I want your baby to live. You wanted to play rough, we'll play rough."
>This is only a temporary solution, of course
>Tie her hind legs to chair legs, so her hind end is spread out
>She's unable to move or do anything except moan and cry
>Put lots of pillows around her
>Take the foal and set him on momma's belly
>Turn off the lights and leave
>Next morning
>She's awake when you open the safe room's door
>The foal is sleeping in the fluffs
>She looks at you with tear-filled eyes, moans and wiggles her tied legs
>The foal wakes up and chirps happily
>You pick him up
>He's in good health and his eyes have opened
>You put him on the floor and to your amazement, his legs carry him
>He slowly takes his first steps
>Very clumsy, but he'll get better
>"Look, you baby can walk already!"
>She looks at the happily waddling foal and then looks at you
>You remove the gag
>She gasps and coughs and has obviously difficulties closing her mouth after being forced open by the gag for nine hours
>She drools and gasps more
>After a while, she can finally talk
>"No huwt... no huwt no mowe. Wet fwuffy go."
>"I'm sorry, but if I untie you, you will hurt your baby."
>"Need poopies!"
>Okay, that's a good reason
>You untie her hind legs and pick her up
>Squeeze the shit in the bucket, again, ignoring the "owwie" cries
>The foal doesn't care, he's too busy waddling around the room
>You untie her forelegs and pick up the foal who protests with squeaks
>Leave her in the safe room
>Put the foal in the bowl to sleep
>Breakfast for you, spaghetti for her
>After she has munched down her spaghetti, you pick her up
>Take her to see the sleeping foal
>Put her on the table and pick up the foal
>You hold him close to her and let her see it
>She looks at it, sniffs it again
>And tries to hit with her stubbly leg, but misses
>You put the foal back in the bowl
>And slap her in the face
>She starts to cry
>"Why huwt fwuffy? Fwuffy wan no huwt!"
>"WHY DID YOU HIT YOUR OWN BABY?!" you scream at her. "FLUFFY MOMMAS DON'T HIT THEIR BABIES!"
>She just wails
>Grab her and hold her up close, looking at her eyes
>"Why do you hate your baby?"
>She doesn't answer
>"WHY DO YOU HATE HIM?!" you ask again
>"Babeeh... no wike babeeh. No wike fwuffy." she sobs back
>"No like fluffy! What? You're designed to like fluffies! You're meant to like your own babies!"
>"No wike babeeh!"
>"Aren't you useless shit!"
>After everything you've given to her in the past eight months, this is how she pays back?
>"You will take care of that foal. You fucking will!"
>She cries even harder
>Throw her in the safe room and go shopping
>A plan is forming in your head
>You buy a small dog muzzle, some rope and leather straps
>She's going to love her baby, no matter what
>Back at home, you give her some spaghetti and force-shit her in the bucket
>Quickly strap the muzzle on her face
>"Waah? Nuuu! Nuuffffmmm! Mmmmmhhh!" are her last words before you fasten it in place
>She squirms out of your hands and runs around in circles
>Drags her face against the floor, trying to tear off the gag
>Her crying has been reduced to muffled moans
>Shit sprays out of her ass
>Pick her up and tie her forelegs with the leather straps
>Tie two straps to her hind legs
>And tie their ends together behind her back
>They spread her hind legs wide apart
>Shave her belly fluffs, teats are very exposed
>Cover her eyes with a black cloth
>Done
>She's utterly immobilized
>And just in time, you hear the foal squeaking in hunger
>You set him next to his momma
>He looks around, spots the teats and waddles over
>He climbs up and starts to drink
>All while his momma cries and struggles
>The cloth covering her eyes is getting soaked from tears
>"If I can't get you to love your baby, you will at least give him milk. This way he will get milk anytime he wants and you can't stop him."
>Leave her there
>This is her life now, a nursing machine
>Every eight hours you untie and ungag her
>Feed and shit her, then tie her up again
>Every few days you untie each one of the legs at a time and massage them, to keep the muscles from atrophying
>On some days, free her and put her in a leash, so she can walk around in the safe room and see the foal
>She's definitely not happy
>But the foal is happy
>He gets all of the milk and grows fast
>Baby fluffs slowly get replaced with slightly coarser adult fluffs
>Beautiful deep blue coat with white mane and tail
>He starts to talk and thinks mommas muffled screams sound funny
>But he's a bit lonely
>Momma obviously can't play
>You play with him as much as you can, but it's not enough
>"Never leave a fluffy alone" is the first rule of fluffy ownership
>So you go scouting the shelters and finally find other suitable foal
>About the same age and also colt, so no need to fear pregnancy
>His colors also happen to be inverse of your fluffy's colors: blue mane and tail, slightly white-ish coat
>Take him home
>They instantly like from each other and start hugging and playing
>And life is happy again
>You introduce both foals to the tied-up momma
>"No wan babeeh!" is still her opinion
>Fine. You tie her back up.
>Now she'll nurse both of them
>Momma fluffy's muffled screams are even louder now, she knows what's happening and doesn't like it
>Finally, they both turn one month old
>You start to give them spaghetti
>They love it
>Momma fluffy has stopped secreting milk anyway
>You still sometimes give them milk from a bottle
>Decide to keep the momma tied up a while longer
>She has become very depressed in her mostly immobile state
>Once both new fluffies are about month and a half old, you decide to set the momma free, for good
>You untie her and remove the gag
>It takes hours for her to get up on her legs again
>She slowly and clumsily waddles around the house
>"No wike fwuffy" she says every time she sees the two other fluffies
>They're stronger than her, so she can't kill them anymore
>But she still tries to hit them every now and then
>They try to play with her, but she doesn't want
>"No wike babeeh. No wike fwuffy."
>She's still depressed and sulks most of the time
>You play with her, but she doesn't want to play
>A month later, you realize she'll never like the two other fluffies, no matter what
>She thinks they stole her milk
>She hates them
>You hate her
>You were wrong. She won't like her baby.
>A fluffy that hates other fluffies is useless
>One night, you wait until she falls asleep
>Stuff her in a carrier box
>"Nuuuu! Daddeeh! No huwt!"
>"Fuck you, you useless fluffy shit. If you don't like other fluffies, let's see how they treat you."
>Go outside with the carrier box, ignoring the screaming fluffy
>You walk into a nearby park
>Your fluffy has never been in there
>Sure enough, there's a herd of fluffies there, munching down grass and some are already sleeping in a pile of fluff
>You open the carrier box and empty it, dropping her into the pile of fluff
>"Ouchie!" "Owie!" they complain
>Turn to leave
>"Daddeeh! Fwuffy wuv daddeeh! Nuuu!"
>She panics and waddles after you, but can't keep up with you
>"Too late. Go to hell."
>You disappear in the night and leave her there
>She won't last long in the herd
>You'd love to see what happens when the others find out she doesn't like other fluffies, but you need sleep too
>By the next morning, the colts have forgotter her
>You throw ball with them, happier than ever before
>You never see that one hateful fluffy pony again
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