interlude: delete the farm but not the fluffies

the farm was efficient. the breeder fluffies lived in a small area with no ceiling and short walls that kept them contained while giving them a view of the rooms next to them, with large holes in the floor that were small enough to keep the fluffies in the room and big enough for the foals to drop through when the mares gave birth. after birth, the foals were transported to a pen full of food bowls, where they would live until they matured and got their cutie marks, upon which they were slaughtered through a quick smash against the floor and fed to a yard full of cannibals under the farm.

the cannibal yard was separated into sections, one for stallions and one for pregnant mares, as multiple stallions in the pen were known rapists, one even willing to force himself on newborn foals. freshly killed fluffies from the farm were first given to the pregnant mares, who required twice as much food as the average fluffy to survive, and only when the mares had enough were the stallions fed. the foals born to the cannibal mothers were either placed in tiny cells to be conditioned or killed and fed to their siblings, who were returned to the yard when they finally became willing cannibals.

this farm was built in the spring, when the world was first created, and lasted well into the summer.

then, it vanished.

the fluffies went into a panic, both from the shock of everything they had ever known crumbling into dust around them and the unfamiliarity of their situation. complete independence and freedom, after living their whole lives in crowded pens. it wasn't as good a life as it sounded. there wasn't nearly enough food for all the fluffies, who exhausted the supply of the wilderness and covered it in their blood and liquid feces within a few weeks of being introduced. what little food there was tended to be poisonous, leading to much suffering and death, not to mention the threat of the liberated cannibals. the ferocious predators chased their prey down and beat them to death, a far cry from the quick, relatively painless death on the farm.

early fall. a cannibalistic pegasus feeds on the carcass of her unsuspecting prey, having just been raped by a fluffy almost identical in appearance. she soon moves on, finished with her meal, but becomes hungry again and begins chasing a group of other fluffies.

the mare appears indecisive, constantly changing her target and attacking any fluffy who comes close. at some point, two more cannibals with similar pink fluff join her. siblings, perhaps? eleven of the two dozen surviving fluffies in the world, a small fraction of the original population, have fluff in some shade of pink or reddish pink, likely a result of the many litters being sired by only a few stallions when the farm still existed.

the three incestuous cannibals fruitlessly chase their prey before encountering and promptly devouring the tiny corpse of a foal. it isn't nearly enough, and they go right back to chasing. the first mare is raped, likely by the seafoam-colored stallion seen fleeing from the scene as her outraged companions give chase. another of the strawberry fluffies can be seen, too indifferent regarding the rape be a member of the small hunting party and too high on something or other to even be a cannibal in the first place.

unfortunately, revenge does not stop the mare from miscarrying due to trauma, and in the hours after she does so, she is raped yet again, this time without her partners knowing. after that, she manages to catch and kill a a young foal, wolfing down as much of its body as she can before her rapist, who seems to be hounding her, starts tearing into it as well. the mare runs off on her own and suffers from painful diarrhea, likely from mushrooms eaten in a more desperate time. she happens across the sparse remains of some other fluffy's kill and gratefully strips the bones of their remaining meat.

while the mare has yet more diarrhea, one of her past rapists shows up and steals the meat...

...before raping her again. luckily, she does not miscarry this time, and despite the mare's abuse at the hooves of him and likely several other stallions, she seems okay with his presence, joining him in scavenging for whatever is available.

the mare dies from a combination of starvation and illness, the rapist pausing to bite her tail off before going on his merry way.

a stallion, one of the very same stallions this deceased mare hunted with in the past, takes what he can get and feeds on his friend's corpse, announcing his desire for special huggies as he runs away in a rare display of contentment in the dying world. there are other dead fluffies in the area, and he chooses to sustain himself on them instead when he discovers them. he sets out with a full belly and meets an electric blue fluffy with a dilemma similar to his own.

the rapist from before is at it again, forcing himself on a pregnant mare who happens to resemble the pink stallion's friend. he chases the fiend off and turns to leave, but returns when said fiend comes right back and rapes the dam again. the blue stallion seems to stay away this time, and the pair of pink fluffies bond over the half-eaten corpses littering the shit-covered ground. they go their separate ways, the stallion returning to his little corner and the mare trying to sneak a bite of her rapist's kill, but is caught and raped for the millionth time. twice, even, and with nobody around to help. luckily, none of these rapes result in miscarriage.

the pink stallion returns, chasing a young colt. his friend joins him. another foal of a similar size arrives, and they split up, led away from each other by their prey.

the kill is shared with another cannibal with shorter hair, this one starving and cursed with burning diarrhea. they then go different ways in their unending search for food, and the mare promptly goes into labor.

the father is easily identified as the rapist, his unique coloring dominant over his victim's. three foals are born, and the mare and her short-haired companion hunt them down and eat them without a second thought. the two tiny bodies seem to do nothing for the mare's hunger, and she continues her search for food.

things are bleak. all seven remaining fluffies are cannibals, six of them male, and all of them have been driven to subsisting on the plants they normally wouldn't touch and the emaciated corpses of their friends. even the father of the murdered foals is too distracted by his hunger to do any raping when he meets the mare again.

the mare's resolve cracks, and she eats ravenously, almost enthusiastically, to the point where her hunger is fully sated. she seems to be content with her new diet, her mood improving even as the potent toxin of the white mushrooms causes diarrhea.

the other cannibals sense her change of heart, turning on her and hunting her down. the chase is prolonged, but she eventually goes down, the starving cannibals wasting no time eating her corpse until there's nothing left. the blue and purple stallion is next to return to the mentality of a normal fluffy pony, the green one trying to catch him, but collapsing and dying just as he corners his prey. it seems like the world will not survive after that... but then, off in the distance, the stallion, weaned from flesh and blood, sees something.

it's a mare, with peach-colored fluff, a yellow mane, and a silver cutie mark. he approaches the goddess, who seems to have appeared from nowhere...

...and rapes his foals into her. and rapes his foals out of her. over and over again. the sex-starved stallion abuses the poor mare horrifically, an animation bug enabling him to violate her at speeds never before recorded. he never does anything like that again, but continues to regularly rape her. the corpse of the green stallion sits aside, undisturbed since his death.

despite her lifestyle, the large mare successfully carries the pregnancy, delivering six healthy foals. the sun rises, bringing the first snow of winter with it. predictably, the mare is raped again soon after giving birth, impregnated with yet another litter of foals. she eventually dies from some kind of poison while pregnant, leaving the stallion and the six children to try to survive winter on their own.
their lives are peaceful, and relatively uneventful compared to those of the ones who came before them.

when their world ends, it happens all at once. none of them ever see it coming.

end of simulation.