Good Manners for Good Little Boys
Episode Title: Danger in the Woods
[The cartoon sun rises outside the set of a bedroom window, illuminating the room of Little Billy, a young boy of eight years with blond, wavy hair and large blue eyes. He is sleeping in his bed in the middle of the room.]
Sun: Good morning! It’s time to start the day!
[Billy opens his eyes and sits up in bed. He is naked. He stretches and smiles.]
Billy: It’s a brand new morning! I wonder what adventures we’ll have today?
[The opening theme rolls, ending on the show’s title: “Good Manners for Good Little Boys.”]
Papa Bear: [from off-screen] Billy! It’s time for breakfast! Why don’t you come out to the kitchen?
Billy: I don’t want to go. Yesterday, Papa Bear was really mean to me—he fucked me all evening and then wouldn’t let me come, just because I didn’t finish my vegetables at dinner! I’m mad at him.
[Billy looks over at the window.]
Billy: I know! I’ll sneak out and run away! I’ll go to the forest, where I’m not supposed to! That’ll show Papa Bear.
[Billy dashes over to the window and proceeds to climb out. When he’s outside the window he crouches under the sill. Through the window we can see Papa Bear enter the room, wearing an apron.]
Papa Bear: Huh? Little Billy? Now, where could he have gone?
Billy: [giggles quietly to himself and runs off around the edge of the house]
[Little Billy runs down the lane, still quite naked, and begins to skip, clearly pleased with himself.]
Billy: Man, Papa Bear is gonna feel so bad when he finds out I ran away! Serves him right!
[Billy comes to the entrance of the forest, a dark and foreboding opening.]
Billy: Here’s the forest. I know I’m not supposed to go in, but... aw, heck! I’ve been in there before, and nothing bad happened! I’m sure it’ll be fine.
[Billy proceeds into the dark forest, where everything is dim and ominous. Billy is clearly nervous, but trying to keep his spirits up. Suddenly, a nearby rustle of bushes causes Billy to jump.]
Billy: Yikes!
[An actor wearing a large red weasel suit emerges from the bush, brushing himself off.]
Weasel: Well, if it isn’t Little Billy! Hello again! What brings you into the forest?
Billy: I’m running away from Papa Bear! He was mean to me, so I’m showing him that I don’t need him and I can do whatever I want!
Weasel: Is that so, is that so? Well, it just so happens I know someone who’s an expert at surviving in the woods. Would you like to meet him?
Billy: Yeah!
Weasel: [gestures off down a dark path] Well, his name’s Dark Spider, and he lives down that way. If you keep going down that path, he’ll be sure to find you!
Billy: Thanks, Mr. Weasel! You always give me good advice!
Weasel: Sure thing, Kid. And be careful; you never know who lives in the forest that might just want to gobble up a cute little morsel like yourself.
Billy: I will!
[Billy proceeds down the path, which grows steadily darker and darker. As he pushes his way through the thick foliage, suddenly a dark figure looms behind him. Billy doesn’t notice at first, but as the figure grows closer and closer, finally Billy gasps and turns around. A figure in a menacing spider costume lurks in the dark; the actor has one set of the spider’s appendages each on his arms and legs, and two more between that hang somewhat loose, made of foam over an armature. Between the actor’s legs is the spider’s “spinneret,” a squat shape that is still rather phallic.]
Dark Spider: Now now, who do we have here?
Billy: Um, are you Dark Spider? My name’s Billy! Weasel said you could help me learn to survive in the forest?
Dark Spider: Oh, Weasel sent you, huh? Yes, I heard a rumor there was a poor, lonely boy wandering around the woods all by himself. Do come into my home, and I’ll see what I can teach you!
[Dark spider gestures the way beyond a clump of branches and shows Billy to a spiderweb suspended between two trees, a large plastic structure full of holes.]
Dark Spider: Why don’t you just climb up onto here, and then we’ll... talk.
[Billy climbs into the spiderweb, facing away from the camera, but when he gets into the center he begins to struggle slightly.]
Billy: Uh, Mr. Dark Spider? I think I’m stuck!
Dark Spider: Is that so? Well, try a little harder!
[As he speaks, Dark Spider climbs up the web behind Billy, where the boy cannot see. He climbs up to the point where he is straddling one of Billy’s wrists. Having done so, he reaches down to his “spinneret” and squeezes it. A white substance, much like the show’s usual artificial semen mixture but thicker and stickier, squirts out of the tip of the spinneret and coats Billy’s hand and wrist. Dark Spider moves over to the other hand and repeats this process, then does the same to both of Billy’s ankles. In the end Billy is suspended in the web, accessible from both sides, thoroughly caught. Dark Spider comes back around to the front.]
Billy: Dark Spider, help! I can’t get out! What is this sticky stuff?
Dark Spider: That’s my web, Little Billy. I use it to catch innocent little flies like yourself, so that my friends and I can have a bit of... amusement.
[Dark Spider raises his fingers to his lips and whistles, and two more characters emerge from the bushes. One is wearing an orange scorpion costume, and the other a yellow-and-black striped wasp costume. Both have stingers (at the end of his tail and between his legs, respectively) that are clearly phallus-shaped.]
Dark Spider: Little Billy, these are my friends, Bitter Wasp and Scorpion Sting. They just LOVE to play with little boys like you. It’s been a while since they had anyone new to sting!
Billy: No please, don’t sting me!
[The two new characters approach Billy from behind, as the boy cranes his head to try and see them. The wasp character squats down and inspects Little Billy’s bottom curiously. Unlike most of the friendly animal costumes, which have large, rounded fingers, the hands of these three costumes are exposed. (Although the scorpion character’s hands have large plastic pincers around the wrists from which the hands emerge.) Bitter wasp pokes a long finger into Billy’s anus, sliding it easily into the well-lubed hole; Billy is prepped pre-filming.]
Bitter Wasp: Oo, what a cute little hole he has! My stinger is just itching to put a little poison in him. Oh, but where are my manners? Scorpion Sting, would you like to go first?
Scorpion Sting: I don’t see why we should have to decide. A cute little hole like that would certainly welcome any number of stingers! Why don’t you get in there first, and then I’ll stick mine up in to join you?
Bitter Wasp: That sounds good to me!
[Without further discussion, Bitter Wasp lines himself up against Billy’s back and guides his “stinger” into Billy’s waiting anus. The stinger is consciously phallus-shaped, although with harsher, sharper-looking edges. It is a good 8 or so inches long and somewhat thicker than the average phallus on the show at about 3 inches in girth. Billy squeals loudly as it enters him.]
Scorpion Sting: Oh now, that won’t do! Dark Spider, if you let him make noise like that, he’ll bring down some unwanted attention! Can’t you do something about that mouth of his?
Dark Spider: Oh yes, of course!
[Dark Spider climbs up the spiderweb on the opposite side of the other two, facing Billy. He climbs until his is straddling Billy’s face, at which point he lowers the head of his “spinneret” into Billy’s mouth and thrusts it in deep.]
Billy: Mmph!
Scorpion Sting: Well now, much better.
[Scorpion Sting grabs up the tail of his costume, pulling it up between his legs. The tail is mostly foam and very mobile, but the “stinger” tip is hard silicone and phallic, similar in appearance to the wasp stinger. As with the wasp stinger, and like most costumes on the show, the phallus is hollow and filled with an artificial semen mixture. A plunger can be depressed from within to costume to expel the mixture and simulate orgasm.]
[Scorpion Sting lines the “stinger” by Billy’s hole, next to the point where Bitter Wasp is already inside him. Bitter Wasp pulls out slightly to allow him better access.]
Scorpion Sting: You look pretty tightly in there. You mind helping me out by spreading him a little?
[Bitter Wasp reaches forward and slides his fingers down the length of his own stinger until they slip under the edge of Billy’s stretched flesh, underneath the point of penetration. Then he pushes down with one hand and pulls up on his stinger with the other, opening up a small gap in the cleaved boy. Scorpion Sting places the head of his own stinger at the gap and shoves it forward, managing to pry the head of the stinger under the flesh and into the hole.]
[Bitter Wasp takes his hands away and Scorpion Sting continues to shove the toy forward in short thrusts, each of which garners a loud whimper from Billy around the “spinneret” in his mouth. Finally, the entire length of the “stinger” section of Scorpion Sting’s tail is embedded in Billy’s anus.]
Scorpion Sting: There we go! Now, Bitter Wasp, if you please!
[Bitter Wasp again presses himself flush against Little Billy’s back. He grabs the boy’s hips and begins to thrust sharply. Up front, Dark Spider reaches down and squeezes his spinneret, pulling out of Billy’s mouth as he does so and smearing his sticky mixture all over the boy’s mouth. The mix is thick enough that it coats the lower half of Billy’s face, drying quickly into a gag that effectively prevents Billy from speaking or making other loud vocalizations.]
[Scorpion Sting and Bitter Wasp continue to fuck Billy against the web, eliciting a series of pain-filled whimpers and muffled cries from the boy. Looking a bit bored, Dark Spider climbs down the web until he’s closer to Billy, and proceeds to pinch the boy’s nipples. Billy squeals behind his gag, and Dark Spider laughs.]
Dark Spider: Oh Billy, you’re going to be such a fun toy for us! Think of all the games we can play with you, now that you’re here! I don’t think we’ll ever get tired of you!
Bitter Wasp: I think we should let everyone in the forest know about this little morsel! It seems a shame to keep him to ourselves. We could let everyone line up and come fuck him. ...For a fee of course.
Scorpion Sting: Maybe eventually. But I know I want a chance to play with him a little bit more myself, while he’s fresh, before we go stretching out his hole too badly. There’s nothing quite like a tight, fresh little hole.
Bitter Wasp: Speaking of which, I think he’s ready for my poison... Nnng.
[Bitter Wasp “comes” through his stinger, expelling a mixture identical to the usual artificial semen except that it has a purple tinge. It fills Billy’s anus quickly and gushes out a bit around the two phalluses.]
Scorpion Sting: Right behind you!
[Scorpion Sting also “comes.” His large hollow tail holds a great deal more semen that the average costume, and Billy’s anus is positively flooded with it; the mixture practically explodes from within him and coats the insides of his thighs, but still more gushes over that, dripping down his legs and staining his skin purple all the way down to his ankles.]
[Scorpion Sting and Bitter Wasp yank their stingers out of Billy with a swift jerk, revealing his distended and dripping hole, red with abuse.]
Scorpion Sting: When that poison kicks in, Little Billy, you’ll be our slave! It’s highly addictive, so you’ll have no choice but to take it, day after day, until you’re begging for a sweet stinger rammed up your tight little ass, filling you with it again and again. You won’t be able to-
Bitter Wasp: Shh! What’s that?
[The characters all go silent, revealing the sound of crashing branches, getting closer.]
Dark Spider: Yikes! Everyone scatter!
[The three characters melt away into the darkness of the trees, just as Papa Bear comes crashing into the clearing, clearly breathing hard.]
Papa Bear: Little Billy!
Billy: Mmph!
[Papa Bear proceeds to swipe at Billy’s restraints with his big paws, cutting him down with ease. Finally he removes Billy’s gag. The boy whimpers, shifting his hips.]
Billy: Papa Bear, the poison! They poisoned me!
Papa Bear: Oh dear! Hold on Little Billy, let’s get you home!
[Papa Bear picks Little Billy up in his arms and carries him back through the trees.]
[Cut to Papa Bear’s and Little Billy’s home, where Papa Bear lays Little Billy face-down on his bed.]
Billy: Papa Bear, I’m so sorry! I shouldn’t have run away!
Papa Bear: Just a moment, Little Billy. We’ll worry about that later. For now we have to suck this poison out of you!
[Papa Bear lowers his face to Billy’s anus. From here we switch to a close-in shot, and switch costumes for the Papa Bear actor. Because the actors’ costumes do not have mouths that open, a special dummy head has been created for this shot. The actor holds the head steady with one hand, and the other he slips inside the pink latex sleeve that mimics Papa Bear’s “tongue.” Keeping his fingers pointed, the actor maneuvers his hand to represent the actions of the tongue.]
[Papa Bear’s “tongue” slides into Billy’s anus, the actor sliding four fingers into the boy’s well-stretched hole (the earlier punishment from the “stingers” is still evident), up to the final knuckles. Billy whimpers and clutches the bedsheets tightly. Papa Bear’s “tongue” begins to thrust in and out lightly, each time sliding back in up to the final knuckles and pushing a little harder, putting a little more pressure on it. Billy’s anus stretches incrementally wider and wider, with a painstaking gradualness. Finally the pressure gets harder, harder—just hard enough—and Billy’s anus distends around the widest part of the actor’s hand. Fingers, knuckles, thumb, and several inches of wrist slide into Billy’s anus, and the thrusts continue. This time the thrusts leave the actor’s hand entirely inside Billy, only a bit of wrist sliding in and out as the actor fists the young boy through the costume. Papa Bear continues “sucking” the poison out of Billy for several minutes. Finally he yanks the “tongue” out hard enough to withdraw the knuckles in a single, fluid gesture. We return to a wide shot, and the usual Papa Bear costume.]
Papa Bear: There you go, Little Billy. I think I got all of it.
Billy: Thank you Papa Bear! I’m so sorry I went into the woods! I’ll never do it again!
Papa Bear: That’s good, Billy. And I hope you realize that just because I sometimes punish you, it doesn’t mean I don’t love you. I’m only trying to protect you and keep you safe.
Billy: I know, Papa Bear!
Papa Bear: And I hope you realize that I’m going to have to punish you again for running away and going into the forest like that.
Billy: But- but Papa Bear! I’ve been fucked all day without coming!
Papa Bear: And now you’re going to have to be fucked all night without coming too. Sorry Little Billy, but rules are rules, and when you don’t listen to Papa Bear, you have to get punished.
[Papa Bear grabs Billy’s hips—the boy is still lying face-down on the bed—and lifts them up for ease of access, sliding his costume’s phallus into Billy’s tired, well-used hole. Billy grunts, but doesn’t protest, taking his punishment.]
[The camera pulls back to a silhouette of Papa Bear and Billy through the window as Papa Bear begins to fuck Billy into the bed. Camera fade to black over Papa Bear’s thrusts, soft squelching sounds accompanying.]
[END]