Spanktober #19: "Experiment"

Featuring the characters Phera and Steph, from "Blazing Tails of the Blazar Bitches" by me and Clarine Klein.

Phera lost a bet and had to "help Steph out in the medlab." Turns out Steph wanted her as lab equipment rather than assistant. 

Marge's and Carlo's

After the neighbourhood renovation a few years ago, a bunch of small businesses moved in at once. Marge's Cafe was one of them. Carlo's Bar & Grill was another. Being just a few doors away from one another, the two of them were natural competitors for the daytime clientele. The rivalry got fierce, and eventually Marge and Carlo started pulling underhanded stunts to steal each other's customers.

Things came to a head when Marge went a little bit too far, and Carlo caught her flipping the "Yes We're Open" sign on his bar's door around just before the lunchtime rush. That was too much for him, and she was caught in the act with no excuses. All she could do was start shouting and hurling insults back at him, and in these circumstances that was more audacity than he could bear. He dragged the struggling Marge inside and let all his accumulated frustration out onto her generous bottom over the course of five full minutes of furious spanking. And then into it with the nearest foamy, ice-cold beverage on hand.

They came to a bit of an understanding after that. Specifically, they're married now, and both of their incorporated establishments are places where you really want to stay on your best behavior.

Belated April Fools

I meant to post this comic about fooling April on April Fools Day, but long covid is a bitch. So, belatedly, here I've immortalized how an innocent practical joke can make someone feel accepted and cared for. 😏

January

Happy new year everyone, and think carefully before accepting your stepmom's invitation to her new year's party.

Marge's Café (3 of 3)

 Free refills.

Latte

Mixing up the boss' coffee order is never a good idea. Doing so with the milk incident still fresh on everyone at the office's mind, and well...the results are pretty much inevitable.

At this rate, April's general ass-istant duties might start including this type of thing on a more regular basis.

As a startling coincidence, "Latte" happened to be one of the prompts for the Spanktober art challenge. Lucky I happened to see this just in time!

Crying Over Spilled Milk

With vaccinations starting to circulate, in person meetings are picking up again. That firm April works for had a little reopening conference, and had their general ass-istant play her usual service role. Turned out it's been a little too long since she last did this, though, and she's let herself get clumsy.

Her spilling that cup of milk gave everyone some interesting ideas about what to do with the rest of the carton, though. :)

Haunted House Of Halloween Horrors

Happy Halloween, y'alls! Last night was pretty wild. There's a townhouse a couple neighborhoods away that a friend of a friend said was going to put on one heck of a display, and one that might be relevant to my particular interests. They were right on both counts!

So, first things first. The haunted house tour starts (like fun often does) with entry through the back door. They had a bit of a yard squished up against the neighboring fences, and that acted as the leadup to their jack-o-lantern display.

Nice, round pumpkins. Our scarecrow greeter seems to have gotten hot candlewax all over them repeatedly, but accidents happen you know?

We heard ominous giggling and chanting from behind the door, and after being ushered through it we came upon a scene of ghastly diabolism.

I guess it's an improvement over conventional witchcraft, what with only the victim's butt being sacrificed instead of the entire thing. More sustainable, I suspect, since you can reuse them.

The next room featured a curiously genderflipped appearance by Count Dracula and Mina Harker. 

Though I do have to say, Dracula's outfit looked more like an indecisive attempt at Dio Brando than anything else...and the Countess might have also thought more carefully about how much skin she was showing and how much makeup this would neccessitate. Still, the enthusiasm from both parties more than made up for it!

Finally, the house included the laboratory of an aneurotypical empiricist performing some spooky and absolutely 100% ethical experiments.

I'm not sure what concoction she was testing, exactly, but if thrashing and muffled cries were the desired result I'd call it a smashing success! Can't wait for the patent.

That was the whole walking tour. Some really interesting people live here, I'll be sure to try and get in touch with them in the future. For now, I hope you all enjoyed the holiday as much as I did.