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: Adult (Age Play)
The Snallygaster, Too
By
"Lizzie, don't whine. I have to make one call, then we can go to the park."
"But Daaaddy, it will be dark soon! And your calls take forever!"
"This call will only take a couple of minutes, then we'll go even if it's getting dark. Why don't you go color me a nice picture?"
"Daaaddy, I dunno what to color."
"Hey, I said no more whining, or we're not going. Why don't you draw me a Snallygaster?"
"I don't like smelly, old Snallygasters!"
SMELLY? OLD? 781 ISN'T OLD.
"Now, Lizzie. Or do I have to call Beth back home for the evening?"
"Nooo! I'll be good!"
"That's my good girl. Now, scoot. And don't spill out all of the crayons." Smack.
"Oww! I'm scooting, see!"
**** "Don't want to color.... Want to go to the park.... Don't want stupid pink, want bright red. Who broke my green one? Have to use the stupid brown one."
USE THE COPPER, NOT BROWN.
"Done! One stupid, ugly Snallygaster for mean old Daddy. Better go potty, or Daddy will get real mad."
STUPID SNALLYGASTER? WHAT GENIUS PUT THREE ROUNDED CLAWS ON EACH FOOT, INSTEAD OF FOUR ACEROUS ONES? IF YOU WANT SOMETHING DONE RIGHT.... ****
"Okay, Lizzie, I'm finished. It's park time. Where's my little artist? Did you finish my, HOLY SHIT! That's amazing! Look at those eyes! Hey Beth, how did you get that much detail and depth with crayons? Beth? Beth? Lizzie, where are you?"
"I'm washing my face. Your ugly Snallygaster picture is by my chair."
"I can see that, Young Lady. Get your tail out here right now."
"In a minute."
"I said now!"
****
"How many times have I told you not to color on the wall?"
"I...I..."
"Stop staring at the picture and look at me, Young Lady. Now answer me, how many times have I told you to color at your table?"
"I...I didn't Daddy! I mean I did Daddy! I did color at the table. See, Daddy, here's your picture. I didn't color on the wall, really!"
"Then how do you explain the mural? I suppose the Snallygaster did it?"
OF COURSE!
"Yes! The Snallygaster did it! Really, Daddy! I didn't do it!"
"I think a good spanking is in order here to help you remember the rules."
"Nooo. I didn't do it! No, please, Daddy! No, Daddy, don't take my panties down. Ow! I didn't doooo it! Ow. Ow. Stop, Daddy!"
"I don't care how (smack) good the drawing is (whack), you may not (smack) draw on the wall (SMACK, SMACK, SMACK)!"
"Baaaw! The Snallygaster did it! Ow, ow, ow! Please stop, Daddy!"
NO, DON'T STOP. DON'T WANT STUPID PINK, WANT BRIGHT RED.
"And when I tell you (whack) not (smack) to spill out (smack) all of the crayons (smack), that means (whack) do not spill out all of your crayons (WHACK, WHACK, WHACK)! All right, now your little red bottom gets fifteen minutes of corner time."
AHH. NOW THERE IS A WORK OF ART.
The End
© Copyright by BCC August 28, 2001
Reviews
Frank <sswitcher(at)yahoo(dot)com>
Although I'm not greatly into ageplay, I thought this wasn't a bad story - the dialogue is certainly well-constructed and convincing. However, I had some difficulty with the apparent premise (and maybe I am misunderstanding something here) that an obviously make-believe creature could make things happen in the real world.
Mija <mijita(at)newsguy(dot)com>
One of the best things about the SSC is reading stories by BCC -- and this is an especially delightful one. The tone was just right and it being told as a play between three voices was perfect.
(Though I kept seeing the Snallygaster's caps as Discworld's death!)