Marvel - Thanos/Avengers
"Prepare thyself, villain!" Thor thundered as he hurtled forward, pulled by the power of Mjolner.
"Imperius Rex!" Namor shouted, not to be outdone, as he flew at supersonic speed himself.
"Hulk SMASH!" the gamma giant roared as he leaped forward with both massive arms ready to slam down.
"Yeah... what they said, bub," Wolverine put in as he brought up the rear.
And Thanos of Titan stood before the oncoming heroes, the majority of them with enough strength to level a building. Any other villain might have quailed at such an arrival. But against that incredible gathering of power, Thanos simply... smiled.
"You seek to fight me?" He raised his gauntleted left hand. "You'll soon find you cannot even keep from bawling under my might."
"No! The Gauntlet! Stop him, before he—"
They represented the strongest heroes Earth had to offer. Yet with nothing but a mere SNAP of the Mad Titan's fingers their entire situation shifted.
It was that cursed reality gem. In an instant, from one heartbeat to the next, Namor found his world turned upside down. Rather than flying at Thanos, he was suddenly held upright before him with his trunks pulled down to his winged ankles. Searing pain flashed through him as his bare buttocks were repeatedly struck by a conjured... paddle. It was too much to process at first, the king turned slave, and Namor gasped as a hard whack met him across both well-muscled cheeks at once. "AH!"
Beside him he could see the mutant outlaw/hero known as Wolverine writhing under his own paddling. The fast-tempoed spanks were enough to make his incredibly hairy rear redden and dance as he fruitlessly slashed at the air with his claws. "Argh!" he shouted as his berserker rage quickly turned to shock. "You gotta be flamin' KIDDING me!"
But it was no joke. On Namor's other side he saw the mighty God of Thunder in identical plight. Thor's pants had been ripped down to his knees, and the bare cheeks of his backside was contorting under a flurry of blows that could pain even a god. "Oof! You knave! Cease this depravity! Ah!" he demanded through gritted teeth. In response, the cracks against his beefy bottom only grew harder and he began to truly holler in agony. His hammer was nowhere in sight.
Even the largest and strongest of them all, the Incredible Hulk, had had his purple pants exploded off him and he was being held naked in mid-air. He howled as his big, muscular green ass bounced under countless paddle swats. "Aoww!" he shouted in pain and confusion. "Hulk... SPANKED!?"
Hulk spanked indeed. They were all spanked. And the most demeaning part was they knew it'd taken only a mere fraction of the Mad Titan's power to do it. If he wished he could simply erase the lot of them from existence with a thought. Instead he was toying with them—no, humiliating them. Just to show how far beneath him they truly were.
Namor gasped as another harsh crack met his tightly muscled bottom. Next to him, Wolverine cursed and snarled and twisted. Thor and Hulk both bellowed in tandem as they received hard thwacks across their rears at the same time. They were being treated like nothing so much as a group of unruly children who'd foolishly picked a fight with daddy.
And it wasn't just them, either. The sadistic gleam in Thanos's eyes told them that much. With dawning horror they each realized the truth.
Outside that battle, fully half the population of the universe was being spanked right alongside them...