The augmentation procedure is a success. The slugs alone could not provide enough ADAM for serious work. But combined with the host... now we have something. The slug is embedded in the lining of the host's stomach and after the host feeds we induce regurgitation, and then we have twenty, thirty times yield of usable ADAM. The problem now is the shortage of hosts. Fontaine says, "Patience, Tenenbaum. Soon the first home for Little Sisters will be open, and that problem will be solved..."
-Brigid Tenenbaum

Location: Fluttershy’s cottage, Ponyville
Time: 1:30pm

Fluttershy was kneeling beside one of the dead animals, feeling its blood covered fur. She was now wearing an old t-shirt and pair of pants that somehow survived from last year, tough a size too small. They were found out by the childlike curiosity of the “filly”, which she found out was a “Little Sister” named Molly, while she was rummaging through her cottage, even finding a few dildos that she innocently called “doggy chew toys”. Fluttershy blushed at the reference to past memories. She even called the but plugs pawn pieces. Luckily, the curiosity what also what was helping Fluttershy return to as normal as possible. The girl was able to remove the wing sheaths, allowing Fluttershy to stretch her now plucked wings for the first time in a year.

“This ADAM tastes much better than before, Mr. B,” Fluttershy tried not to throw up from what Molly was doing, which was extracting the blood from the dead animals. She returned to petting the dead animal, talking to herself.

“to think that I saw that you were all just animals that I made friends and took care of…then I was forced to enjoy servicing you all…and now I’m paying the price…” her thoughts were interrupted by a hand grabbing the back of her collar.

“Finally found you, you stupid cunt,” Fluttershy turned around, only to see a fist to meet her muzzle. “You’re late for your job, and what shit are you wearing!?” the caribou grabbed her shirt, trying to rip it off.

For the first time in what seemed like ages, Fluttershy fought back, somewhat surprising the caribou. “How dare you fight back against your ma-” his words were cut off by something weekly kicking his shin.

“You leave Ms. Fluttershy alone, bad man!” the two looked down, only to find Molly trying to kick the caribou.

“Well well well, what do we have here?” he threw Fluttershy to the ground and then picked up the Little Sister, who was now trying to swing at the caribou. “Another tight little cunt for me to fuck.”

He started to try and strip the struggling girl, ignoring the stench of her unwashed hair and clothing, only for her to keep screaming.

"Mr. Bubbles!" she shouted, only to confuse the caribou.

“‘Mr. Bubbles’? What kind of fucking name is tha-” he was again interrupted by a low, long groan from behind him. He turned around, only to find a large diving sought like ogre standing there, pointing what seemed to be a drill at him threating.

“So you’re this so-called Mr. Bubbles, eh? Well let’s tussle,” the caribou dropped the Little Sister, pulled out his sword, and charged at the Big Daddy.

Mr. Bubbles roared and also charged forward, spinning his drill. The two clashed together, causing sparks to fly and knocking the caribou back from the Bouncer’s weight and momentum. The caribou got up and stumble-dodged to the left, avoiding the Bouncer’s drill.

I’ve got to keep my distance from this monster the caribou thought as he drew out his spear and shield, just in time for the Big Daddy to pull his drill out of the ground.

Mr. Bubbles turned around, growling at his attacker. The two were at a standoff before the Little Sister crawled onto her protector’s back and shouted a sentence that brock the stance

"Tear 'im into little bits!"

Mr. Bubbles charged forward again, while the caribou put up his large shield, only for it to shatter against the Big Daddy’s drill yet still only stun the both of them.

Recovering from the shock, the Bouncer drew his right arm back and right hooked the caribou, knocking him a few yards. Seeing as there was no other way to beat this beast, the caribou launched a bolt of magic at the Bouncer, electrocuting him.

To Mr. Bubbles, this felt like getting hit by an Electro Bolt, except that he was then getting clocked by a spear across the head, knocking him out.

The Caribou smiled as the big monster finally fell over, lights going out and the little sister falling off. He started to approach the girl, only for her to try and run away tripping and falling. She was again grabbed up, struggling and kicking.

“Hold still, you filthy cunt,” he used his magic to hold the Little Sister’s limbs down, leaving only her to look at the caribou in fear, just as the caribou wanted, “I’m gona enjoy fucking your tight little cu-”

He never finished as he felt a drill pierce completely through his torso. The shock of pain wrenched through his entire body, causing him to drop Molly. The Drill then span a few cycles, messing up his internal organs and causing him to finally scream in agony. His vision soon blacked out as he fell, the last thing he saw was the glowing eyes of an angry Little Sister.

Author's Note

First kill...sort of...?