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This is the last of a series of fan art pictures. It's been ongoing since late January, but I'm so glad to be done with it!
"Shelley Marsh had always had a complicated relationship with her younger brother, Stan. From an outside point of view, everything seemed to point out a bilateral hatred with no ending in sight.
But deep within their hearts, both siblings still cared for each other.
Shortly after he turned 10, Stan fell into a deep depression. The boy became a heavy drinker, and nothing could possibly convince him to stop slowly destroying himself, as long as it made the world look, sound and smell a bit less shitty than it was.
Nothing... except a life-saving dose of tough sibling love.
Shelley confronted her brother about his situation one evening, but much to her surprise, the tortured boy's emotional side resurfaced when she had not expected it.
"Why do you even care?" he yelled at her. "Beating me's the only thing you can do. You fucking hate me!"
And he kept ranting about how hopeless he was, insisting on the fact that if Shelley truly hated him, she might as well just let him drink to death on his own. She'd be rid of him and he'd be free in the afterlife; happily ever after for everyone, right?
Save that Shelley would have none of this nonsense. For she loved him and had just found out she really did, faced as she was with the unthinkable truth: she just couldn't let him end this way. She had no choice but to act quickly if she didn't want to lose someone she couldn't believe actually mattered to her.
But the one choice she still had was the most important: combining business with pleasure, or in that special case, combining a budding sisterly love with her liking for hitting turds such as Stan. And so she did.
Her younger brother would berate and insult her all he wanted, but the tears of regret first came out of his eyes when his ass was set on fire over Shelley's knee. A cleansing fire that would set him free of alcohol addiction, and even more vitally, make him feel alive again.
Stan couldn't believe it, but being spanked to hot tears, violent humiliation, and excruciating pain left him with the sensation that it had been worth it. Not because he liked it, but first and foremost, because it had knocked the 'your world looks like crap' glasses off his eyes. It had awakened him from his depressing slumber, saving his life in the process.
The spanking itself still felt shitty, but it was another kind of shit. The good one. And an even better, totally unexpected, and unprecedented-for kind of new shit took over in the minutes that followed. Its name?
"You know... you might still be a stupid lil' turd, but I still love you. And I'm sorry too if I contributed to making you feel miserable, somehow... TURD!"
Quite a long name yeah, but the best ever for a pained soul in need of guidance. Stan threw himself into her arms, crying whatever tears he had left to cry in her chest, wetting her shirt. Shelly groaned at the thought of having to clean that up later, but she also smiled.
"I'll have to do this again. It felt... satisfying!"
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Based on the characters from "South Park" created by Trey Parker & Matt Stone.
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