INFERNO

"Inferno? You want us to go through the inferno door? What possible rationale could you have for..."

"What, you think it's a slippery slide that takes us directly to Hell? Come on." Bonnie dragged a protesting Susie through the door, on the other side of which was a well-greased slippery slide that instantly whisked the girls away down through miles and miles of bedrock, until they reached Hell.

"Hello," said the Devil, an enormously handsome man in a neat black suit with short stubby horns, grinning down at them from his seat on an enormous iron throne. "Welcome to Hell."

"EEEEK! DON'T LOOK AT US!"

"Yes, that abject shame you feel is a result of separation from God, and full realisation of the pettiness and naughtiness of your squirming mortal selves. Here in Hell your last psychic defences have been stripped away, and there's nothing to shield you from deep self-consciousness of how truly, deeply embarrassing it is to be alive. Plus, you have no clothes on, of course."

He pulled Bonnie over his knee and began to administer a businesslike welcome-to-Hell spanking, talking the whole time. "Yes, it's horribly embarrassing to have tits and a pussy and a pretty girly bottom, isn't it? Of course it's only women here in Hell. I estimate that we have approximately one hundred trillion beautiful women, all being eternally teased and tormented. Which seems like an implausibly high number, but I'm the Devil, so I should know."

"OW OW OW OW OWWWW! IT HURTS! IT HURTS MY NAUGHTY BOTTOM!"

"Of course it does, silly. You're in Hell."