"Let's go, Dot. Wakko's already hit..." his phone beeped, a text from his brother. He quickly scanned over the message, "Wakko's already hit seven houses by now." He shook his head, leaning back against the tower door with his arms crossed. It was hard to take a pouty Dracula seriously.
"I'm sure that Halloween bag is halfway full by now...Halloween will be over by the time you're done..." he muttered under his breath.
"Oh, stop your griping, we have all night!" She sassed while applying the mascara to her lashes.
"Aren't you done yet? You've been getting ready for an hour and we've been ready for hours!"
"You can't. Rush. Perfection." She said slowly as she carefully traced a tube of black lipstick across her pout. Her lips rolled together before she blew a kiss to herself in her vanity mirror. "There! All done!"
"Finally!" Yakko groaned as Dot stepped through the door of their bedroom that led directly to the kitchen, the 'U' shaped counter top and her short height obstructed her outfit. All he could see was the black witch hat that went with her costume, but when she stepped from behind the counter, his breath got caught in his throat.
"How do I look?"
The tip of her hat had a bat hanging off the end of it, tailing behind her; she had so many accessories. There was an orange choker tied around her neck, her arms covered with long, black, velvet material that ended just above her elbow and a matching pair of cute gloves with white ruffles on the ends and an orange bow on the top.
Yakko's eyes roamed he couldn't get over how tight her orange costume hugged her subtle developed figure. The top was similar to a corset, lightly layered with a white top underneath and bats outlining the underbust. Even the way the black skirt flailed out was cute, riddled with orange bats and more white ruffles at the ends of it. Finally, her legs. Striped, orange thigh highs with thick, ruffled garters to complete them.
"You look great, sis." It was then he noticed a pair of small bat wings sprouting from her lower back "Give me a twirl, Sweetheart." He smirked.
She beamed and spun around, her skirt lifting a little higher than he had hoped for. It was exciting to him, but no way in hell was he going to let anyone else see his cute little sister's butt.
He exaggerated a sad sigh before stepping closer to her "Well Dot, while I think you'll be the cutest little batty witch out there, I don't think you should wear that costume, the skirt's too short. I can see everything."
The response caused Dot to roll her eyes, "What, you want me to change?"
"Yeah, I told you. I can see everything." he smacked her backside, to show just how short the skirt was, his fingers and most of his palm had made contact with her bare butt and Dot jumped at the feeling, her face blushing furiously. "See? That's how short it is, it barely covers your butt."
He smacked her butt again, this time gripping one of her cheeks, his finger briefly wedging between her legs, lightly stroking her covered lips.
"Y-Yakko!" She gasped trying to push away but he just pulled her right back with that very hand. "Quit kidding around, we have to catch up with Wakko!"
"Na-ah-ah," Yakko chided, "not before you change."
"I'm not changing and that's final!"
He sighed, his other hand landing a harder smack on her bare rear.
"A-Ahh..~!"
Yakko smirked at her reaction, as her pink face seemed to soften. He begins moving towards the barstool by the kitchen counter, forcing Dot to walk backwards as he held her plump cheeks in his hands. His half lidded stare never left her face as he made it to his destination.
"Last chance, Baby Doll." his voice was low, teasing, warning her.
"Forget it." She defied shifting her body to get out of his grasp but instead, Yakko spun around and sat on the bar stool. Dot tried to step away from him, but he was faster, a hand finally left her butt to grip her wrist and pull her over his lap, his arm anchored across the middle of her back, careful not to damage her rear wings.
Dot squirmed as she felt a full cool breeze blowing past her rear end. She quickly craned her neck back to see Yakko pulling up her dress and pulling her underwear down to her thighs "N-No, w-wai-OW!" There was another hard smack across her rump.
"I gave you your chance," His hand came down again with another firm smack across her right cheek "and you defied me." He smacked her again.
She bit her lip as tears pricked her eyes, "OWWW! I'm sorry!"
He smacked her again, a red print just becoming visible, "Sorry for what, Princess? Good girls don't get spankings, y'know. Only naughty girls do."
His finger gently traced across the sore print, causing Dot to mildly twitch and briefly shiver, "I-I'm sorry for not changing." she breathed.
"And?" To her surprise, his next heavy smack landed on her left cheek, his strong hands gripping her cheeks to playfully pull them apart. He peeked at her panties and noticed a trail of juices dripping from her into her underwear.
"And for not listeneing!" She squealed and squirmed as another heavy smack went across her cheek "Aaah~!" She moaned, "I said I was sorry...!"
"I think you can apologize better than that." He spanked her harder and she shrieked, more rhythmical smacks rapidly landed on her rear but this time, there was no wait in between. She wiggled her hips and kicked her legs, but all it did was excite her brother.
She groaned and bit her lip to repress the moans from slipping through, she figured he probably caught on that she was enjoying herself a little more than she initially led on.
"I'm sorry big brother! I'm sorry for being a naughty girl!"
His excited tail swished back and forth, "Say that again? Big brother didn't hear you over the smacking." he teased.
"I said I'm s-sorry big brother!"
"For?"
"I'm sorry for being a nAUGty..GIrl!" He smacked her cheeks in between, gripping and softly rubbing his hands over her.
"Will you be a good girl this time?" He began his rapid smacks again.
"AH! YES!," she grunted and groaned between a few smacks. "I'll be A goOD gIRL, big brother!" She squealed at the smack, "I'm sorry for bEINg a NAUgty giRL, bIG-ah... bROther!"
Satisfied, he stopped smacking her and ran his hands over sore rump in an attempt to soothe the pain. "Will you be a good girl tonight, Princess? I'll give you a better treat than candy if you hold off on the tricks." His finger swiped her swollen, juicy lips and licked the sweetness from his finger.
Finally Dot moaned at her brother's touch, the lower half of her body jolting when he ran over a tender spot. She rest across him in defeat, the loss evident in her sad tone "I'll be a good girl."
He smiled and kissed her shoulder. He really didn't mind her attire, there was quite an easy solution to this problem, he just wanted to heckle her in that cute costume.
Yakko helped his princess to her feet, but she pressed herself between his legs, holding herself up my his knees. "Yakko...?" Her lidded eyes, soft expression, and remnants of her former blush made her so cute and irresistible, that Yakko wouldn't be able to say no to her even if she wanted to leave naked in nothing but the hat!
"Yes, Princess?"
"Can I keep it on," she asked sweetly, softly "pleeeease?" She leaned in close, her small chest pressing against him as her hands slowly traveled up his thighs.
"Oh, alright, but how's 'bout you put shorts on underneath, like a good girl."
Her tail wagged and she softly pressed her lips to his, careful as not to smudge her lipstick on his prop fangs. "Yes, big brother~ "