>work as a fluffy pony breeder
>it's a pretty simple job
>feed them, clean their litter boxes, make sure the ponies fuck properly or 'give special hugs', help them foal and feed their young
>can get pretty annoying though
>damn puff balls always give you the business
>screaming and carrying on like they were toddlers going through the terrible twos
>"no wan dwy food! wan sketties!"
>"wanna pway outside! wanna pway in gwass!"
>"no mowe speciaw hugs!"
>always complaining
>sometimes you end up having to put the fear of god into the little shits
>especially if one of them ends up being a smarty friend
>"fwuffy is smawty fwiend! fwuffy give oo big ouchies!"
>they won't cooperate, not even when you're telling them to have sex
>usually end up having to either amputate them or put them down
>serves as an example to the rest of them, bad ponies get the stick
>however, you also demonstrate that good ponies get the carrot, in a manner of speaking
>every time a fluffy pony does their job properly and doesn't put up a fight, you give them a treat
>"fwuffy wuv tweats! fwuffy give lots a speciaw hugs!"
>the mares aren't always as cooperative, but if they do good you also give them treats
>one day, early morning
>open up the facility and go to one of your best breeding stallions
You ready little buddy?
>"fwuffy give speciaw hugs! speciaw hugs! speciaw hugs! speciaw hugs!"
Exuberant today. I like that.
>open up the cage
>suddenly he rushes out with the speed of a cheetah
>manages to actually jump right into your face and starts humping your mouth
>you struggle around, unable to get the tiny creature off your face
>"fwuffy best at speciaw hugs!"
>he's holding on for dear life as his fluffy dick finally ejaculates
>right in your goddamn mouth!
>finally manage to rip the little shit off your face
What the fuck was that!
>"fwuffy give speciaw hugs! where cookie?"
Oh I've got your fucking cookie!
>you proceed to put him through the lengthiest and most elaborate torture you've ever done
>you shave him, cut off his legs, dip his penis in acid, and finally leave him with a few other male fluffies to be eaten alive
>the entire time he just keeps repeating "what fwuffy do wong?"
>fucking fluffy ponies
>no one gives a shit what you do to the fluffies as long as you leave enough of them alive that it doesn't affect profits
>you get off scott free
>didn't even actually explain what the fluffy fucker did to you
>don't think you could live with the embarrassment
>a week later you're chatting it up with the guys after work
>one of them is talking about how pissed off you get sometimes when the fluffies piss you off
>another off handledly brings up the last fluffy that you killed, how it was found amputated and eaten alive by other fluffies
>laugh it off and say it was just a really annoying smarty friend
>one of them says they heard it say "fwuffy best at speciaw hugs" as it died
>start to get nervous
>distract friends with a drinking contest, your treat
>they ain't gonna turn down free beer
>several rounds later, you're all shitfaced and no one can remember who won
>feel a rumble in your stomach
>get up to use the bathroom, when you are suddenly struck by a horrible pain in your gut
>fall down from the pain
>your friends rush over to help you
>your stomach begins to undulate painfully
>you scream for help
>suddenly your stomach feels like it was punched... from the inside
>a tiny force keeps punching your stomach, like it was trying to get out
Oh god
>one final punch and a tiny marshmallow hoof pops out
>followed by a tiny fluffy pony head
>"fwuffy want beew!"it cheers as it sticks it head up
Oh god, not again...
>its hell being John Hurt sometimes