In a lush, verdant glade, where the sunbeams danced merrily amongst the swaying trees, there stood a rather unique creature. His name was Fattyfluff the Old English sheepdog, but he had been blessed with quite the interesting appearance. His coat was a rich, grizzly bear color, and he had the distinctive horns of a Goat perched atop his head. His ears, however, belonged to a Rabbit, twitching alertly as he surveyed his surroundings. And then there was his butt; oh, what a glorious butt it was! Thick, wide, and fluffy to the extreme. It was this very asset that had come in handy on many occasions, as it had proven to be quite effective in trapping the wily wolf who had been terrorizing the nearby village.

The wolf, envious of the peaceful life the villagers enjoyed, had hatched a devious plan to steal all their pigs, sheep, goats, and little girls and boys. But Fattyfluff was not about to let that happen. Using his quick wits and even quicker reflexes, he managed to trap the wolf with a clever ruse involving some sticky mud. The wolf's legs were now firmly stuck in the mire, leaving him helpless and defenseless. As the wolf thrashed about, trying to free himself, Fattyfluff casually walked up to him and said, "You've been a very naughty big bad wolf, going around and trying to steal all our pigs, sheep, goats, and little girls and boys. Well, now it's time for your punishment."


The wolf, his breath coming in ragged gasps, glared at Fattyfluff with hate-filled eyes and sputtered, "You stupid, fat, fluffy oaf! This isn't how the story's supposed to go! I'm supposed to be the big bad wolf, and you're supposed to be the hero who stops me! This isn't fair!" Fattyfluff merely smiled indulgently and replied, "Oh, but it is fair, dear wolf. For you see, not only are you stuck in this mud, but I'm going to turn you into something even more disgusting than a muddy mess. Something that no one will ever want to eat."

The wolf's eyes widened in horror as Fattyfluff began to chant in a singsong voice, "Fungus, fungus, arf walf foul, woofis, woofuss, bow wow, wow. Poofy, fluffy, fluff fluff flow, taste bump, feel stump, now now now." With chanting continues with strutting and dancing around him, facing his butt towards the wolf and shaking his fluffy rump rhythmically, the wolf began to feel a strange sensation spreading through his body. His fur started to lose its color, becoming pale and fuzzy, and his legs began to swell and twist unnaturally. Soon, he was no longer recognizable as a wolf at all; he had been transformed into a fluffy mushroom. A giant, disgusting, fluffy mushroom that no one would ever want to eat.

The transformation complete, Fattyfluff walked up to the now-mushroom wolf and gave him a pat on the cap. "There now, you big ugly mushroom. That’ll teach you for stealing everybody for your taste.”

Fattyfluff took a deep breath, enjoying the earthy scent of the lovely nature. He turned around, revealing his rump, and wiggled it playfully. "Oh, I have one last treat for your scent of the lovely nature." Facing the mushroom with butt wiggle, take a farted and pooped on the mushroom and sigh with satisfaction, "Bet you can smell that." As the disgusting fluffy mushroom continued to decompose, it became an important source of nutrients for the soil, helping the nearby plants to grow strong and healthy.

Fin. Created by T.L.