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Skin crawling shreeks and thunderous smacks could be heard year round inside the lair of the infamous Paddul. A dragon so wicked they left adventures squawking in their boots just from the mere mention of them, for any adventure foolish enough to challenge the dragon exited with their pants around their ankles, their butt’s burned to blaze with heat rivaling the sun, and a wispy call to their mothers to make the pain go away. For years this dragon stayed in their lair growing their roster of implements as well as subjects foolishly coming back for another chance to conquer the beast, until a new challenger approached.

It was mid day and the world was buzzing. Flowers tangoed with the wind while bee’s and other insects joined in their merriment. It was as if the world itself was alive and expressing it in any way it could, until the exact anthesis of this reared its ugly head. Spankenstein, an ungodly affront to the life that surrounded it. It stood 12 feet tall and barely held together with visible threads and buttons. Whatever creature this used to be was thrown to the wayside and rotted leaving behind a being who only held one desire. To spank.

Spankenstein in its daze wandered into the lair of the enigmatic dragon only to be confronted immediately by Paddul. Within seconds Paddul had pulled the monster’s pants to its ankles and had it pushed over their knee laying into the two perfect orbs that were its ass. It made no noise or even attempt to break free causing Paddul to turn to their arsenal.

“Hope you like cherry wood honey!” Paddul spoke, laying several sharp smacks into the beast. While its ass shook there was no motion in the beast, it was as if it was just observing the pain, surveying it almost, finding a way to deal it back. “Mkay then how about mahogany!” Once again no cries exited the beast as another round sears his behind. “Grrrr! Then let's give you some steel then!!” and this time Paddul fully bent Spankenstein over their knee raising their ass in the air for the world to enjoy. They cracked the paddle off its ass watching as its mounds jiggled then slowly subsided letting the real pain of the steel run its course. After another round of 10 swats Paddul looked down once again to see the beast dumbstruck. “WHAT! What the HELL!” Paddul yelled, pushing the beast off letting it retrieve its shorts.

Paddul passed around their room tossing their hair as the beast regained its feet. Padul murmured to themselves, clearly revising a new way to punish the monster only to be frozen after a boisterous force rang off their butt. Paddul fell to their knees as a wave of red overtook their face and they naturally arched their back raising their ass up to the assailant. When they turned back they caught Spankenstein brandishing a paddle just as long as they were, reeling it back to spank Paddul again. And it did, causing Paddul to lurch forward holding onto the nearest cliff as another wave of blush overtook their face and a long line of red appeared on their rear. Spankenstein reared back and spanked Paddul again and again and again earning moans and wails for every clean shot. “Oh you're much better at spanking than receiving buddy! But,” Paddul said as a wave of pink energy burst out of their hands. “I’m not one to give up,” and as they said that a Paddle form Paddul’s arsenal floated into the air making its way behind the large oaf reeling back and letting into the monster. “AAAARRGGHH!!!!!” Screamed the beast halting the entire room. Paddul looked at the beast as the beast now finally locked eyes with Paddul.

They both blinked and a grin appeared on both of their faces. Paddul began to mercilessly paddle the beast over and over again but Spankenstein retaliated by going even harder and faster with its spanking to the receptive dragon. While no one to this day has still yet to bet this dragon and the thunderous claps could still be heard across the lands the people could rest easy knowing that this time those claps didn’t belong to an unfortunate adventure, but the dragon itself getting it’s just deserts for all the asses it had wronged. And for the two tyrants inside that cave a new rivalry was born. An unstoppable force against an immovable object.

Also shout out to Phil!! For letting me use the legend the myth Paddul!!!

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