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DAISY PART 1:

By Fluffman6543
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You are a pink and white unicorn mare named Daisy.

You have the bestest mommy and daddy, they give you huggies and love every day and sketties YOU LOVE SKETTIES! YAY SKETTIES

But deep down in your pre-programmed biologically engineered heart you feel like you're missing something, but you just don't know what it is.

The sky is crying right now, and you with you could give it huggies! but mommy and daddy told you that the sky is crying because it got something in its see place, so you don't feel as bad. They're watching a moving picture on the magic box called "Project Runway" your daddy really loves someone named Tim Gunn. You wish you could give Tim Gunn huggies since he makes your daddy so happy, but he's trapped in the magic box and that gives you saddies. Sometimes your mommy calls your daddy a "massive fucking faggot" because he likes Project Runway so much. You don't know what this means, but it gives you heart hurties when your mommy uses meanie words.

After a while your mommy and daddy started touching each other more and started giving each other face huggies. You thought it was weird, but you loved them so you just stayed snuggled up and dozed off.

You woke up a few minutes later in daddy's arms.

"Whewe daddeh takin' Daysee?"

"Daddy is taking you to your saferoom Daisy."

"Bu Daysee wan keep watchin' pwoject wunway wif daddeh and mummah!"

"No Daisy daddy has blue balls and wants to bone mommy"

"What am bone daddeh?"

"Hopefully you'll never find out."

Daddy opened the door to the saferoom and plopped you down on the padded carpet.

You kept complaining to daddy about wanting to watch moving pictures with them.

"IF DADDEH WEAVE DAYSEE GIF SOWWY POOPIES!"

"DAISY. IF YOU KEEP COMPLAINING YOU'RE GOING TO GET THE SORRY STICK"

"Huuhuu. Daysee jus' wan be wif mummah and daddeh huuhuu."

"*sigh*. I didn't want to do this. It was supposed to be a present, but okay Daisy I'll give it to you early."

"*sniff* Daddeh gif Daysee pwesent"

"Yes Daisy. Be glad that my balls are very blue or else you wouldn't be getting this before your birthday."

"PWESENT. DAYSEE GET PWESENT. AM SU 'CITED. WHAT AM PWESENT DADDEH. DADDEH TEWW DAYSEE WHAT AM PWESENT"

"Daisy calm down or you're getting nothing."

"Otay daddeh. Daysee be gud"

Vibrating with excitement you sat impatiently as daddy walked out the door and came back 2 minutes later with a magic tv box except this one was prettier and much bigger. It was a shiny pink box with rounded edges, and at the bottom coming out of the magic box was a pad with big buttons where you could change what picture was on the tv and change how loud it was.

"Daisy. This is your very own fluff-tv. Now when mommy and daddy are gone you can watch tv all by yourself like a big girl."

"DADDEH GIF DAISY HEW OWN MAGIC BOX. DADDEH AM BESTEST DADDEH EVEW."

"Thanks Daisy. Now let me just configure the channel settings..."

From the other room you heard mommy

"Rick! You've got 5 minutes"

Daddy looked upset

"Fuck it I can't keep waiting."

You huuhuu at his usage of meanie words

Daddy then turned on the magic fluff tv box and ran out of the room.

You turn around to look at your brand new magic box. You instantaneously forget the meanie words, and run over to it.

You press the big button to move through the channels.

After a few minutes at looking at all the pretty fluffies you end up on every owner's worst nightmare.

BABIES!

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Man. Your wife is such a good lay.

You were cuddling on the couch with her and your fluffy pony Daisy watching some good ol' fashioned Project Runway. Man you love Tim Gunn.
Anyways thinks were getting hot and heavy. You don't want Daisy and her incoherent babbling to ruin the mood, so you told your wife to sit tight while you bring Daisy to the saferoom.

She kept pestering you about watching some more tv and didn't want to clean up sorry poopies, so you gave in and gave her the present you planned to give her for her first birthday. The Fluff TV 3.0. You're going to have to figure out something else to give her now, but at least you shut her up for a good while.

You didn't have enough time to set up the proper channels for her when you left, and for some reason in the back of your head you feel as if something is wrong.

You open the door and Daisy is vibrating violently with her eyes glued to the tv

"D-daisy?"

You glance over to the tv and come to realize your folly once you see the words "BABIES!" plastered on the screen.

She turns her head slowly like a possesed owl

"Daddeh........"

"Yes Daisy...?"

"WAN BABBEHS!"

Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu




Uploader Fluffman6543,
Tags babies blueball sadbox
Rating questionable
Source Unknown
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Fluffman6543: First post. Please have mercy. Criticism appreciated!

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Dirtbiker989: Only one little nitpicky thing from me, and that's to be sure you use proper punctuation. There are random bits here and there without periods/exclamation points/commas/question marks, but that's better than what some users are capable of. Other than that it's a great story!

Given the tags I should expect some impending abuse, no?
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Anonymous1: Poor Daisy. Euthanasia is the only solution.

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Fluffman6543: @Dirtbiker989:

There may be some abuse. I still haven't decided where the story will flow next, but if Daisy comes out of this she will not be unscathed.
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Anonymous2: ok, good first post, i just think that if it was my story, i would bop its nose when she treat with sorry poopies.
Still, people here love to print humans as idiots. Maybe they are, after all.
Thread locked for the current user.