>you are martini, a light green fluffy unicorn pony with a dark green mane
>you have a job giving special hugs to pretty mares. you have a warm bed and plenty to eat
>sometimes BIG MAN hurts the other ponies but he says it’s because they won’t breed nice ponies
>it still makes you sad when the other ponies hurt
>something different happened today. BIG MAN didn’t wake you up.
>today it’s Frank-who-you-never-see
>Frank wears black glasses and has more hair than BIG MAN. he likes to wear a shirt and tie even though he works from home
>the other ponies look confused, too
>”bigman no come?” “we no get nummies?” “cage smewll bad.”
>Frank looks annoyed.
>”Quiet down. I ran this whole place myself when it was just me and Boromir and Snowflake.”
>he pauses
>”Why am I justifying myself to a bunch of goddam fluffy ponies?”
>Frank rolls his eyes and starts cleaning and feeding all the fluffies.
>Frank gives you a little scratch on the head when he feeds you
>”Don’t you try any of that shit you did with Jim on me. I know you’re smarter than you let on.”
>”bigman comm soon?”
>”no, bigman… Jim… is taking a few days off.”
>”wike bigman.”
>”Thanks, shithead. That doesn’t make me feel bad or anything. Little fucker.”
>Frank cleans and feeds Beauty. she’ll have babies when the White Sky Ball comes back
>”hey mista hooman. bweaty wike you. wike you wots. you show bweaty good time?”
>Frank opens his mouth to object, thinks about it, begins to speak again, and then leaves
>he comes back a few minutes later.
>”Okay, let’s make this quick.”
>Frank puts his happy thing in beauty’s mouth. she sucks eagerly at it.
>”You have some experience, huh… Jim said you talked the talk but I didn’t believe it.”
>Frank feels the good feel and Beauty gags briefly. He pats her head and gives her some cookies
>”Maybe get you some spaghetti for dinner, honey… how about that?”
>”bweaty wuv spasgettis. bweaty take gud caawre of fwank.”
>Frank sneers and finishes cleaning and feeding the other ponies.
>he pauses at blueberry’s cage
>”How those babies doing, Blueberry.”
>”bwoobewwy no wan babehs. bigman say huwty bwoobewwy if not feed dem.”
>”That’s right. Big Man will hurt Blueberry if she doesn’t feed her babies.”
>blueberry tries to sit up but with only her rear legs it doesn’t work so well. and the foals on her teats refuse to let go.
>”Let’s check them out.”
>Frank removes the two foals, examining them. they cry for their mother.
>”mommy! mommy! pwease put back wit mommy!”
>”Yeah, yeah.”
>”wan mommy! MOMMY!”
>even blueberry, who resents having to take care of the babies, seems concerned.
>Frank tosses them roughly into the cage. they bounce off blueberry’s belly and onto her blankie.
>”We really gotta find a way to keep you fuckers quiet. Okay… time for some fun.”
 
>Frank grabs snowcap, one of the new pegasus ponies. He squeaks as he is picked up and flutters his wings nervously
>Frank plops him into the special hugs nest
>”wha put hewe? snowcap wann go back way down!”
>”Shut up.”
>Frank backhands the side of the box. snowcap tries to cover his eyes with his little feet
>”Let’s see here… oh yeah, Icicle. Let’s hope that doesn’t describe your mating habits. Heh heh.”
>Frank tosses icicle in the special hugs nest
>”Go on, Snowcap. Go get her.”
>snowcap nuzzles the fluff around icicle’s neck, nibbling it slightly. she stretches her neck, rubbing her cheek against his
>Frank stands by silently.
>snowcap rubs the fluff close to icicle’s special place and hops up on his hind legs.
icicle’s tail raises in anticipation
>Frank watches closely. he doesn’t want any mistakes.
>snowcap starts pumping his hips but isn’t getting inside icicle deep enough. Frank frowns.
>”Goddamit. How you little shits overpopulated so quickly I’ll never know.”
>Frank grabs snowcap by his rear end and shoves him further inside snowcap. she screeches and starts to cy
>”Shut the fuck up, bitch.”
>”no wann huwt icicah!”
>”You shut up, too, shorty.”
>Frank roughly pumps snowcap in and out of the frightened fluffy underneath him.
>”Come on… finish up. I got shit to do.”
>”snowcap pweae stawp! no mowe huwty spesha pwace! icicah huwty!”
>snowcap looks at Frank with scared, tear-filled eyes. Frank stares back, continuing to guide the nervous fluffy’s mating.
>snowcap finally grunts and dismounts. he sits down, sadly looking at icicle. she’s shivering and crying.
>”why hafta huwt nawty pwace? icicah don wike spesha hugs! icicah nawty pwace huwty!”
>”Shaddup.”
>Frank slaps her on the back of her head. she sniffles and tries to suppress her crying.
>icicle and snowcap go back in their cages
>Frank grabs the new pegasus female, sunrise, and the de-winged male, shamock. both go in the special hugs nest.
>”smaw… sunwise no wan spesha hugs!”
>”Shut the fuck up.”
>shamrock looks at Frank nervously, then tries to mount sunrise. he doesn’t even bother with the simple mating ritual.
>sunrise squeaks and tries to run away. Frank doesn’t look happy.
>Frank grabs the mare by the throat and smacks her rear end several times with his open hand.
>sunrise is crying now.
>”no wan speshal hugs! hooman no make me! wan out of box NAOW!”
>sunrise flutters her wings rapidly and tries to jump over the side of the box. shamrock only stares at her in disbelief
>Frank looks really mad now. he grabs sunrise by her fluff and pulls her back into the box.
>”What you want DOES NOT MATTER. You WILL mate with this colt and you WILL have babies and take care of them.”
>”NO! NO WAN! NO WAN SPESHAL HUGS! WEAVE AWONE!”
>Frank takes off his belt and whips the mare. she screams with each lash.
>”OWIE! OWIE! NO MOWE HIT! PWEASE STAWP!”
>”Oh, no, honey. Jim said he broke your spirit but looks like we have more work to do. Smarty.”
>the mare looks terrified.
>Frank tapes her mouth shut, then shaves her down almost completely.
>Frank takes The Snips out of the drawer. the mare’s eyes widen.
>you and the other fluffies hide in their beds or under blankies. you know what’s going to happen next.
>”You wanna fly, bitch?”
>”mmph!”
>Frank snips off sunrise’s wings. she tries to scream through her taped mouth but it only comes out as a high pitched whistle.
>Frank uses the Blue Flame on sunrise’s shoulders, then pours the bad smelling water on them.
>the mare is writhing in pain in the special hugs nest. shamrock is backed up agains the wall.
>Frank finally puts Hurty Covers where sunrise’s wings used to be and then removes the tape from her mouth
>sunrise vomits a little and is out of breath. she lays down, shaking.
>”Not done yet, bitch. Come here, Shamrock.”
>Frank positions shamrock behind sunrise and guides him inside her as he did with snowcap. sunrise screams and cries
>”noooooooo wan! no touch nawty pwace! pwease no mow! PWEASE! sunwise be good! sunwise behave!”
>”SHUT THE FUCK UP!”
>Frank pushes shamrock deeper inside her. she squeaks and cries more. finally, shamrock grunts and has the good feel.
>Frank picks him up with one hand and throws him back in the cage with icecap.
>the female pegasus, her spirit broken, her wings removed and now with her crotch covered in sticky pony semen, curls up into a ball.
>Frank doesn’t seem satisfied. he grabs sunrise by the neck and whips her with his belt again
>”Don’t you EVER tell us what you WANT or by god I will BEAT you unconscious, girl!”
>Frank brings down the belt, ephasising his words.
>”And I swear if you hurt any of your foals when they’re born or you do anything unbecoming a mother you will die screaming, cunt.”
>Frank gives her one final smack with the belt and tosses sunrise in her cage with marshmallow.
>marshmallow tries to give huggies but sunrise, still crying and sniffling, curls into a ball and ignores her
>”Well, this was a productive day. You all behave now.”
>Frank goes into the other room. You don’t see him again for a while. eventually he comes back in to clean and feed the fluffies
>it’s quiet in The Room. none of the ponies much feel like chattering.
>Frank glances around and finally makes the Pretend Yellow Sky Balls go dark
>you can still hear sunrise sniffling in the darkness as marshmallow tries to comfort her
>you wish you could give her hugs
>you wish you weren’t all trapped in The Room
>you like your job most of the time but you don’t like it when ponies get hurt or scared
>sometimes you really hate The Room
>you close your eyes and go to sleep
>the cries of the other ponies haunt your dreams