Zoinks!

“I want you to spank me.” She said.

His eyes bugged. Spank? This wasn’t the Scooby Doo of his youth. Here was Velma, leaning over his lap, cell phones out recording every moment, while he looked down at Velma’s ass barely covered in the brown and orange skirt and thought of the absurdity of Shaggy spanking Velma.

Well, you gotta give the people what they want.

“Zoinks!” he said, then pulled a hand down towards her ass where the short skirt had ridden up and revealed the bottommost part of her cheeks.

“Jinkys!” she yelped as the hand came down. “Will you spank harder for a Scooby Snack?” she asked.

“Well gee whiz, you don’t gotta ask me twice.” He squeaked out in his best Shaggy voice and brought the hand down harder, feeling the flesh beneath and the sting on his palm.

A cacophony of cheers erupted.