This short story is an entry in the 2001 Soc.Sexuality.Spanking Summer Short Story Contest and is copyright by the author and commercial use is prohibited without permission. Personal/private copies are permitted only if complete including the copyright notice. The author would appreciate your comments
Category: Aye-dult
Aye-dum and Heave
By
Valerie Meilong <VMeilong1@excite.com>
"Shit!" said Gawd, as he stubbed his toe on a rock. There was an immediate big bang. "Gawd! You've done it again," cried Mrs. Gawd. "You've created another galaxy. When will you realise that in the beginning was the word? That means another thousand million years of work for you. Sometimes you can be so stupid."
Gawd grimaced. "Fu…"
"Stop!" shrieked Mrs. Gawd. "You'll create another galaxy! You've already got a trillion worlds to evolve. Why don't you stick to developing one at a time?"
Gawd sighed. "I suppose you're right," he said mournfully. "So get on with it," she snapped.
One week later Aye-dum lay naked on the garden lawn bewailing his lot. "Hey! C'mon, for Cripe's sake. Give me at least one broad." Gawd heard him, and Heave was deposited underneath Aye-dum as a hint of what he could do with her. "Gerroff!" she shrieked. "I've got a headache."
Life in the garden was boring. They were picking up weeds to pass the time, when Aye-dum pulled on a deep rooted one. Suddenly it released itself from the ground. Heave was also bending down to pull a weed, and as Aye-dum's hand flew up it caught her smartly on her bottom. "Hey!" she said in delight. "That was nice. Do that again." And so the first spanking was invented.
The novelty soon wore off, however. She got used to the smacks, and he found his hand would hurt after a while.
One day a serpent crossed their path. "You're bored? it said. "I'm not surprised. Diss place is for de boids. So why dontcha try an apple? They're nice."
"No" said Aye-dum. "They're off limits. Forbidden."
"Who cares," said Heave. "Get me an apple. I wannit now. Just geddit!"
Aye-dum shrugged. "Okay. If that's what you want. At least it's something to do." He reached up, grabbed a branch sporting a big apple, and tore it off. "Here, Heave. Here's your forbidden fruit."
"It's sour," she complained. "Get me one from higher up. They're rosier up there." Aye-dum sighed, and started climbing. He got nearly to the top and stood on one of the topmost branches. Then it snapped, and he fell heavily to the ground. "Bugger!" he wailed. "Aw! Stop fussing," Heave whined unsympathetically.
"I'm tired of you ordering me around," snarled Aye-dum, and he picked up the branch. "Cummere!" Heave panicked, and started to run. Aye-dum chased after her. The branch flashed through the air and caught Heave a corker across her naked bottom. "Ow!" she shrieked, then stopped running. "Hey! That was rather nice. It's better than you when you use your hand. Do that again." Obediently he placed her across his lap, and raised the branch. It swished down. "Eek!" said Heave. "More, more, more, until I say 'stop'. Then you can make love to me."
Gawd and his wife looked down at the pair. "Stupid twits," they thought, and both wondered how long it would be before humans would tire of this game.
The End
© Copyright Summer, 2001
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Reviews
Louiza <louiza(at)home(dot)com>
Amusing parody of the story of Adam and Eve and the invention of spanking. The roles seemed ready made for Boris and Natasha of the Rocky and Bullwinkle show, and that's what saved the story for me.
RCG <rcg1574(at)yahoo(dot)com>
That was so bad it was good. Actually, it shows definate signs of creativity and imagination. I understand why the header says read at your own risk. Someone could die from over use of puns.