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was walking down the road with his hands in his pockets. The expression on his face was of abject neutrality towards the way his day was going right now.\n\nThings weren’t bad but they could be better. So, he figured, why not try and find his favorite target and teach him a lesson about being in his way by deliberately getting in his way?\n\nWith that, Calzone was on his way towards Bourbon’s house. The street he was heading down was a fairly dilapidated one though. He’d been around here before and he wasn’t scared or anything but it was dirty and unkempt enough for it to be uncomfortable.\n\nCalzone walked around the side of a building and felt a few dust pebbles fall onto his head.\n\nHe brushed his hand across his hair as he stopped to stand in place.\n\n“Gah. I hate it when my hair gets dirty. Goddammit,” He muttered to himself with annoyance.\n\n“KID! GET OUT OF THE WAY!”\n\n“Huh?” Calzone blinked and looked up.\n\nInstant fade to black.\n\nAfter a very brief stint of silence, Calzone’s eyes snapped open. He glanced around with mild confusion and scratched at his head.\n\n“Weird… did I just black out while standing up?” Calzone mused as he surveyed the scene before him.\n\nThere were a couple more people around now. None of them seemed to notice him. Instead, they were crowded around something really weird looking.\n\nThese people seemed to be panicking. One guy was muttering curses under his breath the whole time, whining about a rope snapping from above and complaining about the apartment owner's insistence that the safe be brought in by being hauled up through the window outside.\n\nIndeed, there was a safe on the ground. It looked extremely dense and heavy. Even worse though was the fact that he could see two crushed legs sticking out from under it.\n\nAh-ha. Someone just got crushed by a safe.\n\n“Wow,” Calzone said. “Dude, that sucks. I’d hate to be that guy.”\n\nCalzone then paused.\n\nHe blinked and then stared closer at the legs sticking out from under the safe.\n\nThose shoes were his.\n\nSame goes for the pants.\n\nHold on.\n\nNo way…!\n\nCalzone then looked over himself and noticed, finally, that he was a transparent, ghostly white.\n\nHe was literally transparent.\n\nCalzone’s eyes got big as he stared harder at himself. Then at his body. Then back at himself. Then back at his body.\n\nHe then screamed really loudly but due to being a literal ghost, no one heard it.\n\n“It’s me! I am that guy!” Calzone was freaking out. “I’m dead…! I’m… wait. I’m a ghost. Ghosts are real?”\n\nHe pondered this for a moment, going over to his body and inspecting the scene. “Eww, it smells gross…”\n\n“Yeah, poor kid…” One person said. “That smell seems to have come from him voiding his bowels.”\n\n“Oh gross. Screw that,” Calzone stepped away. He was done with that body anyway.\n\nBut wait, he could smell it.\n\nDid that mean he could still interact with things as a ghost?\n\nCalzone then turned to see a little kid gawking at his body with his camera out, filming the scene like a little gremlin.\n\nCalzone got annoyed and swatted at the kid’s hand, knocking the phone out of it and letting it smash against the ground.\n\n“GAH! HEY!” The boy snapped in anger.\n\nCalzone grinned and stomped on it.\n\nThe phone got crushed.\n\n“NOOOO!” The boys shrieked and grabbed his head. “My mom’s gonna destroy my butt for that! But it wasn’t my fault… I think? H-How did–?”\n\nCalzone then pantsed the boy when he turned to run away, delighting in watching him trip and fall on his face with his robot themed briefs on display.\n\nThe blonde boy grinned and rubbed his hands together. “Well, I can’t do anything about the fact that I’m dead but I sure as hell am gonna have the time of my afterlife. Wait for me Bourby!”\n\n—\n\nBourbon was having himself a rather nice day.\n\nFor some reason, he expected things to be a lot worse than they were but nothing bad had happened at all. He was on his way to get a nice burger and fries at the nearby Secret Saucers Burger Joint. He couldn’t wait to try out their new spicy sauce. He heard it was actually hot and not fast-food “legally protected from lawsuit” mildly hot like most hot stuff was at these kinds of places.\n\nHe stood in line, wearing an orange shirt and a pair of black pants, rubbing his hands together and not noticing the person approaching him from behind.\n\nWhy? Well, because that person was a ghost.\n\nCalzone giggled when he saw Bourbon standing in line for food. He didn’t recognize his presence at all. It was great.\n\nHe lightly tickled the front of Bourbon’s nose. Bourbon’s face scrunched up and he sneezed. The person ahead of him scooted up a bit and Bourbon lightly blushed, having not expected that.\n\nCalzone snickered. He was going to enjoy this.\n\nBourbon smiled brightly and cutely when he got up to the front of the line. “Hello. May I have the new Spicy Burger with an extra helping of the new spicy sauce, please? I’d like for it to be a meal so fries and a Sprite too!”\n\nThe cashier rang him up for $12 dollars. Bourbon raised his hand to put it into his pants pocket to grab his wallet.\n\nInstead, Calzone grabbed his arm while it was raised and directed it down to the front of his pants.\n\nThe people around gasped at this.\n\nBourbon’s eyes widened a little. He blushed.\n\n“Eh… eheheh! M-Missed my pocket, I guess?” He said, a little confused. “L-Let me just–!”\n\nCalzone squeezed Bourbon’s hands closed so that he began crushing his balls.\n\n“BAAALLLZZZZ!” Bourbon shouted aloud in front of everyone just then, really confusing people greatly.\n\nHe bent over, grabbing himself with his other hand now, looking like quite the perverted weirdo.\n\nEventually, he was able to fish the money out and gasped when his arm tossed it right into the cashier’s face. A nickel smacked against his nose too.\n\n“I-I’m s-s-so sorry…!” Bourbon exclaimed.\n\nThe grumpy looking teenager behind the counter said nothing. He got the money and shortly, a few seconds later, Bourbon got his food. It was a really quick service day. Normally that would be lucky for him but it didn’t seem that way so far.\n\nOh well. Everything would get better when he began eating.\n\nBourbon sighed happily when he was able to remove his hands from his pants and grabbed his meal in one hand and drink in the other.\n\nHe then dumped the entire cup of soda on top of his head.\n\n“GUH!” Bourbon blinked, supremely confused.\n\nHe then felt his arm reach behind him to yank back his pants and underwear to discard the ice down it. When the undies snapped closed onto his bottom, Bourbon squirmed and shivered, stumbling his way over to a seat and flopping down onto it.\n\nThe ice was cold and his butt was crushing it, which hurt! A lot!\n\n“ICE… shards! Cold… butt! BALLSS HURT!” Bourbon’s eyes crossed. He was in tremendous pain. It also felt like his legs were pushed towards this seat. If it were up to him he’d have run out of this store to spare himself more eyeballs on him.\n\nOh well? M-Maybe he could just sit and eat?\n\nHe brought out the burger and opened his mouth.\n\nThe sandwich was squeezed by something he couldn’t see and the spicy sauce squirted directly into his eyes!\n\n“GYAAAAAAAAAAH!” Bourbon shot up from his seat screaming like a banshee.\n\nHe ran around in circles, wiping at his face and crying aloud for some water. People were instead scooting away from him. He looked so weird and dumb.\n\nEventually, he just snatched someone’s drink off a nearby table and flung it into his eyes… then he screamed again!\n\n“GYAAAAAAAAAAH! LEMONADE! FUUUUUUUU–!”\n\nAir hit his legs at that moment.\n\nWhile wiping his eyes, he looked down and shrieked even louder.\n\nHis pants were at his ankles and exposed before everyone here were his party themed, clownish looking briefs with a nice blue elastic!\n\n“M-M-M-M-My u-u-u-underwear?!” Bourbon blushed and froze on the spot. He knew he had to hurry and pull them back up before his brain short-circuited and he fainted from the humiliation.\n\nDespite already feeling faint, he was woken up when he felt his arms twisting behind him and reaching down to grab at his undies.\n\nWith a surprisingly strong grip, he held on tight and yanked his own underwear up into a monstrously powerful self wedgie!\n\nIt was even worse than the very first wedgie he’d ever gotten… which was also a self-wedgie because he was a stupid idiot.\n\nAt this point, the general manager had to be called out. He made a beeline for the insane looking kid, giving himself a wedgie with his pants around his ankles and screaming, and grabbed him by the back of his shirt.\n\n\nBourbon was tossed out of the store with his burger. His burger landed on the sidewalk and his face smashed right into it soon after.\n\nHe was left there on the ground with his wet, ice ridden bottom sticking straight up… right before his face sizzled a little.\n\n“GYAAAAAAAAAH! HOT! HOOOOOOT!” Bourbon screamed and jumped into the air again. “WAAAAATERRRRRR~!” He flailed his arms and ran down the street, fishing whatever remained of the ice-cubes out of his underwear and shoving it into his face. It was a bit weird since he sat on those ice-cubes but he had nothing better to do it with at the moment.\n\nAs Bourbon disappeared in the distance, Calzone laughed his ghostly tail off. He felt really happy with that, delighting in how wonderful and successful that pranking session went.\n\nThat was until a harsh flash of lightning happened behind him.\n\nCalzone blinked and turned around to see what looked like a fiery red elevator and a small impish looking demon standing beside it.\n\n“Hey buddy, time to get in.” The little imp said.\n\n“What? Huh?” Calzone looked confused. “What is that? Who are you?”\n\nThe imp picked its nose. “This here is the Hell-evator. It takes people to Hell.”\n\nCalzone looked surprised. “I’m going to Hell? What for?”\n\n“I mean, that’s a bit of a lie. It takes people to Heaven and Purgatory too but Hell-evator just has the best ring to it.” The imp said.\n\n“Then why scare me like that?” Calzone snapped.\n\n“Look, just get in. You’re done here,” The imp said, opening the door.\n\n“My mom told me never to take rides with strangers,” Calzone crossed his arms and pouted.\n\n“Well too bad,” The imp snapped. “You were made a ghost so that we could observe you and see what the best afterlife for you would be but you just immediately started tormenting people for no reason. It’s not a good look. You’re not going to Hell but you need some kind of discipline buster.”\n\nCalzone sighed. “Oh alright…” He slumped his way towards the imp. “I guess I’ll–!”\n\nHe kicked the imp in the gut and watched it bend over, grabbing at itself and whining. “Dude, what the hell?!”\n\nCalzone laughed and sauntered his way into the elevator.\n\n“That was fun but before any disciplining happens, I’ve got an old friend of mine to say hi too.” Calzone smiled and pressed a button. The Hell-evator went up into the sky, amongst the clouds and shrouded in a brilliant light.\n\n“Hey! He stole the Hell-evator! Get back here kid!” The imp snapped.\n\nCalzone grinned as he went up.\n\nFirst, he’d give his best buddy a happy little greeting.\n\nThen it was done to Hell to give the devil a wedgie.\n\nAll in a day's work for the best ghost bully around, baby!\n\n---\n\nSupport me on Patreon or Pixiv FANBOX and get images and bi-weekly stories for just a single dollar a month. Even more colored images await you for 10 dollar patrons and above too. Check it out at http://www.patreon.com/SDCharm or http://sdcharm.fanbox.cc/\n","description_bbcode_parsed":"<span style='word-wrap: break-word;'>Calzone was walking down the road with his hands in his pockets. The expression on his face was of abject neutrality towards the way his day was going right now.<br /><br />Things weren&rsquo;t bad but they could be better. So, he figured, why not try and find his favorite target and teach him a lesson about being in his way by deliberately getting in his way?<br /><br />With that, Calzone was on his way towards Bourbon&rsquo;s house. The street he was heading down was a fairly dilapidated one though. He&rsquo;d been around here before and he wasn&rsquo;t scared or anything but it was dirty and unkempt enough for it to be uncomfortable.<br /><br />Calzone walked around the side of a building and felt a few dust pebbles fall onto his head.<br /><br />He brushed his hand across his hair as he stopped to stand in place.<br /><br />&ldquo;Gah. I hate it when my hair gets dirty. Goddammit,&rdquo; He muttered to himself with annoyance.<br /><br />&ldquo;KID! GET OUT OF THE WAY!&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;Huh?&rdquo; Calzone blinked and looked up.<br /><br />Instant fade to black.<br /><br />After a very brief stint of silence, Calzone&rsquo;s eyes snapped open. He glanced around with mild confusion and scratched at his head.<br /><br />&ldquo;Weird&hellip; did I just black out while standing up?&rdquo; Calzone mused as he surveyed the scene before him.<br /><br />There were a couple more people around now. None of them seemed to notice him. Instead, they were crowded around something really weird looking.<br /><br />These people seemed to be panicking. One guy was muttering curses under his breath the whole time, whining about a rope snapping from above and complaining about the apartment owner&#039;s insistence that the safe be brought in by being hauled up through the window outside.<br /><br />Indeed, there was a safe on the ground. It looked extremely dense and heavy. Even worse though was the fact that he could see two crushed legs sticking out from under it.<br /><br />Ah-ha. Someone just got crushed by a safe.<br /><br />&ldquo;Wow,&rdquo; Calzone said. &ldquo;Dude, that sucks. I&rsquo;d hate to be that guy.&rdquo;<br /><br />Calzone then paused.<br /><br />He blinked and then stared closer at the legs sticking out from under the safe.<br /><br />Those shoes were his.<br /><br />Same goes for the pants.<br /><br />Hold on.<br /><br />No way&hellip;!<br /><br />Calzone then looked over himself and noticed, finally, that he was a transparent, ghostly white.<br /><br />He was literally transparent.<br /><br />Calzone&rsquo;s eyes got big as he stared harder at himself. Then at his body. Then back at himself. Then back at his body.<br /><br />He then screamed really loudly but due to being a literal ghost, no one heard it.<br /><br />&ldquo;It&rsquo;s me! I am that guy!&rdquo; Calzone was freaking out. &ldquo;I&rsquo;m dead&hellip;! I&rsquo;m&hellip; wait. I&rsquo;m a ghost. Ghosts are real?&rdquo;<br /><br />He pondered this for a moment, going over to his body and inspecting the scene. &ldquo;Eww, it smells gross&hellip;&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;Yeah, poor kid&hellip;&rdquo; One person said. &ldquo;That smell seems to have come from him voiding his bowels.&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;Oh gross. Screw that,&rdquo; Calzone stepped away. He was done with that body anyway.<br /><br />But wait, he could smell it.<br /><br />Did that mean he could still interact with things as a ghost?<br /><br />Calzone then turned to see a little kid gawking at his body with his camera out, filming the scene like a little gremlin.<br /><br />Calzone got annoyed and swatted at the kid&rsquo;s hand, knocking the phone out of it and letting it smash against the ground.<br /><br />&ldquo;GAH! HEY!&rdquo; The boy snapped in anger.<br /><br />Calzone grinned and stomped on it.<br /><br />The phone got crushed.<br /><br />&ldquo;NOOOO!&rdquo; The boys shrieked and grabbed his head. &ldquo;My mom&rsquo;s gonna destroy my butt for that! But it wasn&rsquo;t my fault&hellip; I think? H-How did&ndash;?&rdquo;<br /><br />Calzone then pantsed the boy when he turned to run away, delighting in watching him trip and fall on his face with his robot themed briefs on display.<br /><br />The blonde boy grinned and rubbed his hands together. &ldquo;Well, I can&rsquo;t do anything about the fact that I&rsquo;m dead but I sure as hell am gonna have the time of my afterlife. Wait for me Bourby!&rdquo;<br /><br />&mdash;<br /><br />Bourbon was having himself a rather nice day.<br /><br />For some reason, he expected things to be a lot worse than they were but nothing bad had happened at all. He was on his way to get a nice burger and fries at the nearby Secret Saucers Burger Joint. He couldn&rsquo;t wait to try out their new spicy sauce. He heard it was actually hot and not fast-food &ldquo;legally protected from lawsuit&rdquo; mildly hot like most hot stuff was at these kinds of places.<br /><br />He stood in line, wearing an orange shirt and a pair of black pants, rubbing his hands together and not noticing the person approaching him from behind.<br /><br />Why? Well, because that person was a ghost.<br /><br />Calzone giggled when he saw Bourbon standing in line for food. He didn&rsquo;t recognize his presence at all. It was great.<br /><br />He lightly tickled the front of Bourbon&rsquo;s nose. Bourbon&rsquo;s face scrunched up and he sneezed. The person ahead of him scooted up a bit and Bourbon lightly blushed, having not expected that.<br /><br />Calzone snickered. He was going to enjoy this.<br /><br />Bourbon smiled brightly and cutely when he got up to the front of the line. &ldquo;Hello. May I have the new Spicy Burger with an extra helping of the new spicy sauce, please? I&rsquo;d like for it to be a meal so fries and a Sprite too!&rdquo;<br /><br />The cashier rang him up for $12 dollars. Bourbon raised his hand to put it into his pants pocket to grab his wallet.<br /><br />Instead, Calzone grabbed his arm while it was raised and directed it down to the front of his pants.<br /><br />The people around gasped at this.<br /><br />Bourbon&rsquo;s eyes widened a little. He blushed.<br /><br />&ldquo;Eh&hellip; eheheh! M-Missed my pocket, I guess?&rdquo; He said, a little confused. &ldquo;L-Let me just&ndash;!&rdquo;<br /><br />Calzone squeezed Bourbon&rsquo;s hands closed so that he began crushing his balls.<br /><br />&ldquo;BAAALLLZZZZ!&rdquo; Bourbon shouted aloud in front of everyone just then, really confusing people greatly.<br /><br />He bent over, grabbing himself with his other hand now, looking like quite the perverted weirdo.<br /><br />Eventually, he was able to fish the money out and gasped when his arm tossed it right into the cashier&rsquo;s face. A nickel smacked against his nose too.<br /><br />&ldquo;I-I&rsquo;m s-s-so sorry&hellip;!&rdquo; Bourbon exclaimed.<br /><br />The grumpy looking teenager behind the counter said nothing. He got the money and shortly, a few seconds later, Bourbon got his food. It was a really quick service day. Normally that would be lucky for him but it didn&rsquo;t seem that way so far.<br /><br />Oh well. Everything would get better when he began eating.<br /><br />Bourbon sighed happily when he was able to remove his hands from his pants and grabbed his meal in one hand and drink in the other.<br /><br />He then dumped the entire cup of soda on top of his head.<br /><br />&ldquo;GUH!&rdquo; Bourbon blinked, supremely confused.<br /><br />He then felt his arm reach behind him to yank back his pants and underwear to discard the ice down it. When the undies snapped closed onto his bottom, Bourbon squirmed and shivered, stumbling his way over to a seat and flopping down onto it.<br /><br />The ice was cold and his butt was crushing it, which hurt! A lot!<br /><br />&ldquo;ICE&hellip; shards! Cold&hellip; butt! BALLSS HURT!&rdquo; Bourbon&rsquo;s eyes crossed. He was in tremendous pain. It also felt like his legs were pushed towards this seat. If it were up to him he&rsquo;d have run out of this store to spare himself more eyeballs on him.<br /><br />Oh well? M-Maybe he could just sit and eat?<br /><br />He brought out the burger and opened his mouth.<br /><br />The sandwich was squeezed by something he couldn&rsquo;t see and the spicy sauce squirted directly into his eyes!<br /><br />&ldquo;GYAAAAAAAAAAH!&rdquo; Bourbon shot up from his seat screaming like a banshee.<br /><br />He ran around in circles, wiping at his face and crying aloud for some water. People were instead scooting away from him. He looked so weird and dumb.<br /><br />Eventually, he just snatched someone&rsquo;s drink off a nearby table and flung it into his eyes&hellip; then he screamed again!<br /><br />&ldquo;GYAAAAAAAAAAH! LEMONADE! FUUUUUUUU&ndash;!&rdquo;<br /><br />Air hit his legs at that moment.<br /><br />While wiping his eyes, he looked down and shrieked even louder.<br /><br />His pants were at his ankles and exposed before everyone here were his party themed, clownish looking briefs with a nice blue elastic!<br /><br />&ldquo;M-M-M-M-My u-u-u-underwear?!&rdquo; Bourbon blushed and froze on the spot. He knew he had to hurry and pull them back up before his brain short-circuited and he fainted from the humiliation.<br /><br />Despite already feeling faint, he was woken up when he felt his arms twisting behind him and reaching down to grab at his undies.<br /><br />With a surprisingly strong grip, he held on tight and yanked his own underwear up into a monstrously powerful self wedgie!<br /><br />It was even worse than the very first wedgie he&rsquo;d ever gotten&hellip; which was also a self-wedgie because he was a stupid idiot.<br /><br />At this point, the general manager had to be called out. He made a beeline for the insane looking kid, giving himself a wedgie with his pants around his ankles and screaming, and grabbed him by the back of his shirt.<br /><br /><br />Bourbon was tossed out of the store with his burger. His burger landed on the sidewalk and his face smashed right into it soon after.<br /><br />He was left there on the ground with his wet, ice ridden bottom sticking straight up&hellip; right before his face sizzled a little.<br /><br />&ldquo;GYAAAAAAAAAH! HOT! HOOOOOOT!&rdquo; Bourbon screamed and jumped into the air again. &ldquo;WAAAAATERRRRRR~!&rdquo; He flailed his arms and ran down the street, fishing whatever remained of the ice-cubes out of his underwear and shoving it into his face. It was a bit weird since he sat on those ice-cubes but he had nothing better to do it with at the moment.<br /><br />As Bourbon disappeared in the distance, Calzone laughed his ghostly tail off. He felt really happy with that, delighting in how wonderful and successful that pranking session went.<br /><br />That was until a harsh flash of lightning happened behind him.<br /><br />Calzone blinked and turned around to see what looked like a fiery red elevator and a small impish looking demon standing beside it.<br /><br />&ldquo;Hey buddy, time to get in.&rdquo; The little imp said.<br /><br />&ldquo;What? Huh?&rdquo; Calzone looked confused. &ldquo;What is that? Who are you?&rdquo;<br /><br />The imp picked its nose. &ldquo;This here is the Hell-evator. It takes people to Hell.&rdquo;<br /><br />Calzone looked surprised. &ldquo;I&rsquo;m going to Hell? What for?&rdquo;<br /><br />&ldquo;I mean, that&rsquo;s a bit of a lie. It takes people to Heaven and Purgatory too but Hell-evator just has the best ring to it.&rdquo; The imp said.<br /><br />&ldquo;Then why scare me like that?&rdquo; Calzone snapped.<br /><br />&ldquo;Look, just get in. You&rsquo;re done here,&rdquo; The imp said, opening the door.<br /><br />&ldquo;My mom told me never to take rides with strangers,&rdquo; Calzone crossed his arms and pouted.<br /><br />&ldquo;Well too bad,&rdquo; The imp snapped. &ldquo;You were made a ghost so that we could observe you and see what the best afterlife for you would be but you just immediately started tormenting people for no reason. It&rsquo;s not a good look. You&rsquo;re not going to Hell but you need some kind of discipline buster.&rdquo;<br /><br />Calzone sighed. &ldquo;Oh alright&hellip;&rdquo; He slumped his way towards the imp. &ldquo;I guess I&rsquo;ll&ndash;!&rdquo;<br /><br />He kicked the imp in the gut and watched it bend over, grabbing at itself and whining. &ldquo;Dude, what the hell?!&rdquo;<br /><br />Calzone laughed and sauntered his way into the elevator.<br /><br />&ldquo;That was fun but before any disciplining happens, I&rsquo;ve got an old friend of mine to say hi too.&rdquo; Calzone smiled and pressed a button. The Hell-evator went up into the sky, amongst the clouds and shrouded in a brilliant light.<br /><br />&ldquo;Hey! He stole the Hell-evator! Get back here kid!&rdquo; The imp snapped.<br /><br />Calzone grinned as he went up.<br /><br />First, he&rsquo;d give his best buddy a happy little greeting.<br /><br />Then it was done to Hell to give the devil a wedgie.<br /><br />All in a day&#039;s work for the best ghost bully around, baby!<br /><br />---<br /><br />Support me on Patreon or Pixiv FANBOX and get images and bi-weekly stories for just a single dollar a month. Even more colored images await you for 10 dollar patrons and above too. Check it out at <a href=\"http://www.patreon.com/SDCharm\" rel=\"nofollow\">http://www.patreon.com/SDCharm</a> or <a href=\"http://sdcharm.fanbox.cc/\" rel=\"nofollow\">http://sdcharm.fanbox.cc/</a><br /></span>","writing":"","writing_bbcode_parsed":"<span style='word-wrap: break-word;'></span>","pools_count":1,"title":"Tower of Terror, Story #7: Hell-evator","deleted":"f","public":"t","mimetype":"image/png","pagecount":"1","rating_id":"0","rating_name":"General","ratings":[],"submission_type_id":"1","type_name":"Picture/Pinup","guest_block":"f","friends_only":"f","comments_count":"6","views":"132"}