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: Edge, adult
This is another effort to push the edge of the SSC envelope. This is a triple entry. I wrote one beginning and middle but three endings. Rather than post them individually, I have put them together so that I don't have repeat the common part. Each ending plus the common part is under the 500 words SSC limit.
My first choice is that it should be parody and second humor/comedy but those are not contest categories. Neither is the catchall other or unclassified. I trust that this oversight will be corrected soon.
The End of the Feud
By
Y Lee Coyote <YLeeCoyote@juno.com>
Common story start.
YLC looked at the calendar -- it was almost Memorial Day. That was always traumatic because there were zillions of vehicles on the highway which made chasing the RR that much harder not to mention premature setting off of traps. Maybe there was a solution hidden in the Bible, he thought. YLC reached for The ACME General Merchandise Catalog and started to study it.
"I'm a GENIUS!!" he cried in triumph stating the obvious. "This is just what I need." 'This' was a sand canoe with power paddle, jet-assist and back-up manual paddle in case everything failed (not a chance with an ACME product!). And since he would not need it for several days he could order it with regular third-day ground shipping rather than by hyperspace instant shipping and save a bundle.
It was Monday morning and YLC got an early start. He carefully stowed the emergency paddle under the seat and started the motor of his supper-dupper new canoe. The power paddle wheel, which looked like a cross between a fan and part of a Mississippi side-wheeler, started to drive the craft forward. He scanned the desert for the RR and spotted him. He gave chase immediately. RR slipped ahead but YLC was not concerned. He was even glad that he turned onto a quiet road away from the obstructing tourists. As the grade increased YLC pressed the jet power assist button. The rocket roared. The canoe shot forward. The RR went over the crest of the hill and YLC followed. He released the assist button but the jet assist unit continued on full. The road turned. The RR turned. The canoe with YLC kept going straight -- straight over the cliff. Moments later YLC was wedged in the rocks at the base of the cliff, the paddle on the ground beside him, and the canoe a few feet above.
1: Standard ending according to CJ's rules.
YLC extracted himself from the rocks somewhat mangled. He limped home doing his best accordion imitation.
The End #1
2: Ending if CJ was a spanko.
YLC struggled to get lose but in vain. While the RR continued on the road and minutes later pulled up beside him. He picked up the paddle and gave it a few practice swings while admiring YLC's upturned rump. RR stepped forward and raised the paddle.
"No. NO. NO!" he said, that would be against the rules. He flipped the paddle aside and dashed off with a beep-beep.
The paddle hit the canoe which slid down. The motor had never stopped. The paddle wheel was now in perfect position. YLC yelled.
The paddle wheel kept turning. YLC yelled again.
The paddle wheel kept turning. YLC yelled again.
The End #2
3: Ending if there were no rules.
The RR continued along the road and soon came to where the YLC was stuck in the rocks. He could not resist and picked up the paddle. He raised it high and swung at YLC's helpless rump with all his strength. YLC howled as he was driven into the rocks even tighter.
The delicate balance of the rock fall was disturbed and there was secondary landside which trapped the RR. The canoe slide down. The paddle wheel was still turning and with each turn the RR received a WHACK!! The whack was hard enough that the canoe was driven up the up hill until gravity caused it to slide down and repeat the action.
By the time that YLC extracted himself from the rock, RR was past caring. Sadly, YLC stopped the motor and dug his nemesis out of the rocks. He was crying as he laid him in the canoe and returned to his den.
There was but one thing to do and he did it.
They would be one for the rest of eternity.
The End #3
The End
© Copyright A.I.L. May 29, 2001
See my stories at: http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/YLeeCoyote/www/
Reviews
Pam <PamiMac(at)aol(dot)com>
Y Lee Coyote again delights us with a unique style story. What a laugh most of it was. Took me FOREVER to figure out who CJ was so that took away from my concentration on the story. I kept going back to see if I missed who CJ was. Anyway, what a clever idea having the three endings. The last ending of course was spooky and threw me for a loop. I love YLC's thought processes. This was a good beginning story for the SSC.
John Benson <johnb(at)ssec(dot)wisc(dot)edu>
I'm a bit sense-of-humor deprived, so I thought when I first read this my reaction was pretty much due to that. But then I got to thinking. A cartoon doesn't gain its zing from its story line. It's an intensely visual medium, and what's funny isn't the premise, it's the imagery and the timing.
So, if this is interpreted as a plot outline rather than a script, and one imagines the resulting storyboard and finished animation, then by golly, it pretty well works. A spanko RR, indeed.
Beep, beep.