COMMUNITY SERVICE OF A DIFFERENT KIND
The residents of Cedar Oaks had been in panic over the last couple of months, as rumors of vicious monsters began spreading throughout the entire town like a plague,
and Mayor Hoppington was getting awfully tired of folks complaining to him about creatures that may not have even existed.
Richard Hoppington was overwhelmed as he stood in front of a small, but restless mob of angry frogs.
"You have to do something about these beasts!" shouted a yellow and blue poison dart frog, while others soon began to pumping their fists in the air, before joining the other frog in protest.
Kill the beasts! kill the beasts! kill the beasts! chanted the angry mob of frogs.
PEOPLE! PEOPLE...PLEASE! began the nervous Mayor as he began looking for an escape route, his heart pounding wildly in his chest, as the mob converged on him.
Just when all hope seemed lost, a rather tall frog who had been listening, steeped out from the large tree that he was hiding behind.
"My fellow Amphibians, there's no reason to panic" stated the tall reddish brown frog, as he came over to them.
"A-And...just...who are you?" asked the Mayor.
"That is the question isn't it, my good frog" said the newcomer with a somewhat sinister smile.
"Arthur Boggins the name and monster hunting is my game" said the the tall frog, with about as much charm as a used car salesman, that had the Mayor somewhat suspicious.
The Mayor felt anger boiling within him as he watched the newcomer win over the town, with his promise of catching the so called monsters.
There was something off about the tall frog, that bothered the Mayor.
But he wasn't sure what it was.
Arthur Boggins was in a rather good mood as he knelt by a large cage, that contained two very large raptors.
"You two...are going to make me filthy rich" said the the tall frog as he rubbed his hands together like a cartoon villain.
"Uhh...who's going to make us rich, Pa?" said an almost dimwitted voice from behind him.
"THEY ARE, MY BOY...THEY ARE" said the older frog proudly.
"Now...then. find that idiot brother of yours and we'll go over the plan" said Arthur.
"Uhhh...b-but pa, you said that I was the idiot" sated the younger amphibian.
"Grrr...for the love of...when I said that, it was out of love" snapped the older frog.
"NOW DO WHAT I SAY, OR I'LL TAKE MY BELT TO YA!" shouted Arthur as he gestured towards the belt he was wearing.
The next day, Arthur's dopey son Chester had gone to feed the beasts, but found that the cage door had been unlocked and the raptors had escaped.
"Oh man! oh man! oh man! pa is gonna be so mad" cried Chester as his older brother headed over to him.
"Chester, you halfwit! pa had told you to lock the dang door on them beast's cage, we must never let him find out" yelled Louie.
"Find out about what, BOYS!" snarled the older frog as he stormed over to them.
"About how Louie let the raptors escape" said Chester with a nervous laugh, but began shaking in terror at his brothers look of utter fury.
Arthur shook his head as he watched his idiot sons fight like children, before going over to them and broke up the squabble.
"Boys! yer old man's got a plan" said Arthur.
Louie and Chester were sneaking around town, looking for the two raptors, "uhh...Louie...my butt kinda hurts" whined the younger frog.
"That's because pa saw fit to take his belt to it, now stop being such a Tadpole and help me look for them raptors" snapped Louie.
Little did either of them know, was that their father had sent them on this fool's errand, so that he could find them himself.
The townspeople gasped in amazement as Mr. Boggins had captured the raptors, and was leading the bound creatures through the streets.
Mayor Hoppington shook his head in disbelief as the other frogs were cheering for the newcomer, the Mayor's eyes had spotted Louie and Chester over by some shrubs to no doubt hide from the patrolling cops.
Arthur Boggins tied the raptors to a large sturdy post in the center of town. Feeling rather smug, as relieved frogs came to thank him for capturing the beasts, but the tall frog's moment of happiness was about to be shattered by his idiots sons as they came out of hiding.
"MAYOR HOPPINGTON...SIR, we caught these two sneaking around" stated uniformed frog as he and his partner held Louie and Chester.
"Tell the Mayor and these townsfolk what you blabbed to us earlier" said Officer Kroker.
"Well...they...aren't actually monsters, but our pa's pets" announced a remorseful Chester.
Chester was glad that he wasn't in his father's shoes right now, because the anger and disbelief of the Mayor and the townsfolk was now aimed directly at Mr, Boggins.
"Heh....heh...sorry" laughed the nervous frog.
Sometime later...
Weeks had gone by since the incident with sleazy Mr. Boggins, both Arthur and Louie were in the town jail, while Chester had been let off with a warning and sentenced to help the Mayor in the office.
Mr. Hopson was on his way home from the office and was rather horny, so the middle aged business frog pulled over his vehicle and got out, before looking around for something ease his arousal.
Fred Hopson took noticed of the chained raptors and approached them carefully, ever since his wife left him, he had resorted to hookers for his sexual needs, but the raptors presented him with a new option.
The Bullfrog lowered his suspenders and pulled his crisp suit trousers down, before sinking to his knees and offered the raptor his rapidly hardening penis.
Hopson let out the breath that he was holding in, as Blue gave a quick tongue flick across the tip of the businessman's cock, then deciding the frog's dick had a nice flavor and lapped his moist saurian tongue across it again.
"Ohhhhhh....great frog...that's good! that's it boy, lick my dick" moaned Hopson.
The frog's pleased moans were getting louder, as Blue's broad tongue danced all over the amphibian's swollen shaft, the seemingly lewd sex act that was taking place was attracting other townsfolk.
Just as Hopson shot a thick load of hot frog cream in the air, a passing cop seemed rather intrigued by what was happening, and unzipped the fly of his uniform pants and let Azule lap at his dick as well.
"M-my...frog, that was absolutely divine" said Hopson as he patted Blue's head before pulling up his pants slipped his suspenders back on, glancing over at the frog cop that was buckling under Azule's lashing tongue.
Unbeknownst to the townsfolk, something was happening at the local jail, a loud thunderous crack echoed in the prison, as Mayor Hoppington lashed Mr. Boggins bare ass with the sheriff's monstrous leather prison strap.
THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! the furious Mayor lashed the tall frog's plump bottom four time in rapid succession, feeling his cock hardening in his pants as he walloped the sleazeball.
"Ahhhhhh! pp-leassseeee....have mercy" screamed Boggins as tears flew from his eyes and down his face, "you've earned this whippin, you slimy no good scam artist" said the Mayor with barely controlled fury.
Chester whimpered against the sheriff, a few tears rolled down his face, causing the hardened expression on the sheriff's face to soften a little as he squeezed the younger frog's shoulder in a fatherly manner.
"Believe me son, as much as I wish that you have ta see yer daddy gettin a whippin, yer pa is learning a valuable lesson right now" said the slightly overweight roach with a obvious southern drawl.
The younger frog watched as the furious Mayor turned his pa's backside from its normal color to a very dark reddish purple. Mr. Boggins screams were getting louder with lash of the strap.
Until a sharp gesture from the aroused sheriff ended the awful punishment, as the roach pulled away from the shaken young frog and lowered his trousers which had gotten awfully tight for some reason.
The sheriff pointed to his fully erect bug dick, "start workin that tongue of yours" said the bug.
The look that was on Boggins face, was what made Sheriff Perkins job so rewarding.
"Ya herd me frog" said the sheriff.
Boggins tongue shot out of his mouth and wrapped around the bug's thick shaft, the frog tugged on the massive length of roach cock, before releasing it and began a series of rapid swipes across the sheriff's balls and cock stalk, before working the tip.
"Mother of mercy! you frogs sure can give a darn good tongue lashin" moaned the the bug, as he melted into a puddled of complete and utter bliss, with each lash from the frog's wonderful tongue.
Boggins tongue was long enough, that he was able to bathe the sheriff's fat ass with ease, Sheriff Perkin's moaned as the frog pulled his long slimy tongue back through the bug's ass crack and straight across his scrotum, before it snapped at the sheriff's cockhead like a living whip.
"Hngghhh...ohhhh...mah gawd" bellowed the roach as ropes of ejaculate shot upwards.
Mayor Hoppington, who had remained silent for the most part, was sprouting a full erection in his trousers and was in need of some relief.
Once the sheriff had ridden out his orgasm, he pulled his pants back up and freed the prisoner.
"I hope that you've learned a good lesson, Mr. Boggins!" exclaimed the sheriff. Who watched with some amusement, as the silmeball vigorously rubbed his well blistered bottom before reaching down to pull up his pants.
Being that Cedar Oaks was a somewhat small place, word about Boggins fate, spread like wildfire through the town, shame and bitterness was evident on the older frog's face as he was mocked by the townsfolk.
It was humiliating, even the Tadpoles mocked him as he passed threw the streets.
"You okay...there pa?" asked Chester as noticed how the older frog would put a hand to his butt and rub it, every so often, while grumbling about his idiot offspring ruining his plans to make money.
The older amphibian stopped and whipped around to glare at his youngest son.
"AM I OKAY? OF COURSE I'M NOT OKAY, I WAS FORCED TO PLEASURE THAT GODDAMN SHERIFF WITH MY TONGUE, AFTER HAVING MY BUTT WHIPPED BY THAT FOOL OF A MAYOR, AND IF THAT WASN'T ENOUGH I'VE GOT TADPOLES LAUGHING AT ME" bellowed Boggins.
"Gee...pa, there's no reason to bite my head off."
"Well then...perhaps you'd prefer if I took my belt off instead!" thundered the older frog as he went to pull off the strip of leather from his trousers.
"T-there's no need for the belt...pa" said Chester with a tremble, eyes shut tight, awaiting a beating that never came.
When Chester opened his eyes, he blinked in surprise, finding himself pulled against his father's chest.
"I'm here...my little Tadpole, daddy's here" said the older amphibian, embracing his son in a strong hug, before planting a sloppy fatherly kiss on Chester's head.
"I...k-know that...I don't say it enough, but I love you son! said Boggins with a tear in his eye.
And perhaps for the first time in 21 years, Chester Boggins felt true love from his old man.
"I...l-love you too...pa" said the younger frog.
After ending the hug, Chester and his father made their way back home.
"Hey, pa! now that you love me again, you wanna here my plan to scam those lizards over in Swampbottom?" asked Chester.
"Ooooh....do tell" cackled Boggins as he once again acted like a cartoon villain.
"Sheriff, you want me to notify the people over in Swampbottom about Boggins?" asked the Mayor.
"Naw, there ain't no point in that" replied the sheriff with a sly grin, knowing full well about what type of punishment awaited the frogs.
"So...what is the punishment that they use in Swampbottom, anyway? asked the confused Mayor.
"A good old fashioned paddling" replied the sheriff.
"I almost feel bad for poor Boggins" said the Mayor as he and the sheriff walked off.