Feujis wandered through cities, his invisible orbs floating through walls and measuring up every human within hundreds of miles. They were modern cities, that is to say cities of his era in which his kind didn't need time-travel. However, the entire solar system had progressed slowly, being constantly ravaged by calamities like war and famine, and had relatively recently awakened from deep cryogenic slumber as their ships were slower and traveled further distances. There were many such colonies, but this one was unprotected from the more evil of his ilk. They formed alliances to destroy any crusading heroes.

"I WISH I WAS DEAD!" SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP
"You'll go to Hell when you die." SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP
That got his attention. Her rear was as red as any he'd seen, thrashed and hit her pillows, kicking her legs in the air and revealing everything to her smiling little brother- who held a broken toy in his hands.

Perhaps one of the most intense natural spankings he had witnessed that wasn't his or some other devil's doing. He had seen thousands, maybe millions like it throughout the eons. Cavemen spanking their little girls even into adulthood in front of their tribe, all the humans in the world for all they knew, and little girls on spaceships and other closed spaces being constantly reminded of their worst spankings that their shipmates had seen. Even entire cities had memes of videos of one girl or another, a few of whom even murdered themselves, circulating endlessly, constantly reminding them that everyone they ever encountered would eventually see everything between their legs and their bright red bottoms being slapped despite their pathetic wailing and futile struggling.

Feujis loved the suicides, freezing their bodies within their last nanosecond of life and teleporting them to some lair where they were eternally tortured in a manner similar to their attempted suicide, making them believe they had died gone to Hell.

But this girl was not to be a suicide. She was to be given a tour. He silently witnessed her, smirking as she thrashed and gasped, her veins popping out of her head. She was entirely nude, not even socks on her feet, when the spanking was done, and though her bright blushing face and slightly bloody bottom were both a deep red, the rest of her skin was pale like a corpse. He could sense that it was all very alive, however. Her body shook with such ferocity and her belly gave way to nausea.

Both her uncovered webcam and her little brother's phone caught every moment of her torment, but neither with the depth of understanding that Feujis was able to recreate over and over, having observed every particle of matter and the finest details of the flow of energy in the room. He shared that moment with his favorite friend, Movik, a former-human he elevated to godhood, who decided to travel back in time and see it for himself, though it appeared no different than the perfect 3-dimensional recording Feujis provided.

"We need something special for her..." Feujis mused.
"Do we? There've been countless worse spankings." Movik was content to simply skin her and throw her in boiling acid with a trillion other girls. "Or is it because she's just so cute?"
"Oh dear friend, you know me too well."


After her father left and her younger brother grew bored of taunting her, she was left alone to wallow in misery on her bed. And then time froze, as far she could tell. The room grew darker and then black, then brightened slightly as though reflecting red lights, but there seemed to be no source of light at all, just dim shadows and blood-red walls that were. She stood out of bed as her skin became itchy. She scratched and scratched but stopped when it became too painful, though it continued to itch so horribly that she was damned to intense pain either way.