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or my very first (belated) Christmas themed tickle picture, we return once again to the ticklish misadventures of Bubba the Redneck Werewolf, with the artwork by Baltromoon: http://www.furaffinity.net/user/baltromoon/ During Christmas Eve, Bubba learns that driving a monster truck through several farm properties while drunk off his butt won't get you anywhere but a long Christmas night with some hungry reindeer and his stocked molasses soaked feet to provide them.
This commission was drawn by Baltromoon: http://www.furaffinity.net/user/baltromoon/ and he has given me permission to post it on my gallery.
Bubba the Redneck Werewolf is by BrassBall Comics.
"I have just about had it with that dirty furball, Mr. Mayor. Something has to be done!" cried a random townsfolk. The Cracker County Town Hall was filled with half the residents of Cracker County, mostly farmers who's properties have fell victim to their residential redneck werewolf's nightly drunken monster truck driving. "Every year when it comes close to Christmas Eve, that mangy mutt gits addicted to gallons of eggnog and drives like a bat outa hell throughout the countryside like he's Saint Nick!" another concerned farmer protested. Eventually the crowd's complaining was silenced the Mayor. "Enough now, Order ya heah! I do understand what you all are going through, but Bubba is one of us, despite his hairy disposition, and I will not allow any angry mobs in this County! While I do think that Bubba should be punished for his recklessness, we have to find a suitable punishment for him, without any use of harm.
Suddenly a loud whistle came from the back of the room where the exit was.
"Did ah heah someone mention mah hairy ball of a husband?" Everyone looked back and saw Bubba's wife, Bobby Joe enter through the doors and began walking down the hallway and stopped near the middle of the room. "Am guessin that the ol fleabag has been stirrin up some trouble with that devilish truck of his?" said Bobby. "Why yes, my dear. Were deciding on what we should do about the situation, might you have any thoughts?" asked the Mayor. Bobby Joe gave a little smirk. " As a matter of fact ah do have a solution to our little hairy problem, Mista Maya. All I'll need are some certain requirements." explained Bobby Joe as she began walking back to the exit. "And just what requirements are you talking about?" The Mayor asked. " Oh, all I shall need from ya'll is some molasses, some tranquillizers from the animal clinic and access to the local reindeer stable. That's all I'll need from ya'll, but I shall provide the stocks." concluded Bobby Joe as he walked out of of the Town Hall. "S-Stocks?" said the Mayor, confused.
Meanwhile, at the local bar. "(Hic) Ah! Ya'll shouda seen it! I flew all over the world in Santa's sleigh, goin down all the chimmneys and scarfin all the (Hic) cookies before Santa could squeeze his big fat butt down first. Heh Heh! Everyone will see that thar actually is a Santy Claws! Ha Ha Ha! (Burp) said Bubba, sitting at the bar, who was already beyond drunk from his 15th round of beer. "Oh, Bubba sweetie!" a familiar voice called out. "Huh, Bobby Joooooooe?! What cha doing all here? This place is fer real drinkers, baby." said Bubba, who's brain was currently working at 50%. "Oh now, ah only wanted ta wish ya a Merry Christmas, ya big puppy. And to give you a special gift for Christmas." said Bobby Joe as she held up a large swig of fresh eggnog, unknowingly to Bubba, laced with tranquilizer supplements. "Oh! Why thank ya, Mrs. Santy Claws, tonight, I"m goin ta Disneyland!" Bubba then chugged down the eggnog without a second thought. And after a few seconds of wearing a dopy smile on his face, Bubba let out a giant burp and dropped his head down on the bar counter, out cold. "Sorry sweetie, ya ain't goin ta Disneyland, but ah know a place that's much more fun." Bobby Joe then called for the some of the towns people, who were hiding outside of the bar, to come in. And with Bobby Joe's help, they picked up the massive redneck werewolf and hauled him outside to a truck that would take him up to the local reindeer ranch.
2 Hours later.......
"Ohhhhhhhh, Ahhhhhhhhhhhh! (Burp) what in the hell just happened, (gurgle) Ohhhh, that last one was ah doozy." said a very groggy Bubba, who was finally awakening. "Ahhhhh, damn. Ah betta git back home ta Bobby Joe before she- uh Huh! What! What in tarnation is this!" Bubba tried to move but he couldn't, he's body felt so cramped up. Eventually all his senses came back and saw that he was locked in a full pair of wooden stocks, with Bubb'a neck, hands and feet restrained to the wooden frame as he sat on a small stool, which was stacked up on some hay. Bubba looked around and saw that he was on a farm at nighttime, with a bright lamp attached to the top of the barn roof behind him. "Grrrrrrrrrahhhhhhh! When I git outta here, someone gonna git more then coal for Christmas this year! And what's this thing around ma neck say!" yelled Bubba as he attempted to read the small sign around his neck as best he could. "Na....awh.....tey, Hey! What kind of a joke is this! Ah can't understand this foreign gibberish! This is America! Learn ta write why don't ya!" Bubba looked around the farm. At first there doesn't seem to be anyone around, except when he began hearing some light footsteps. "Hey! Who's there!? Yah had yer fun, now git me outta her so ah can give yah ma Howlin Haymaker!" The footsteps got closer until he could see something emerge into the lamp light, it was a reindeer! "Ah great! Dinner is right in front of me and ah can't even budge!" The reindeer stared at the stocked werewolf before it's attention caught something else, the reindeer walked toward Bubba. "Hey shoo! Go on git! I'm havin enough problems as it is, ah don't want any company now. Huh? Hey! What are ya doin?!" The reindeer began sniffing around Bubba's right foot, the deer's nose gave Bubba's foot a slight tickle. Bubba tried to pull his foot away as best he can. "Hey come on now! Beat it! You better git outta here before I break out and have you for Christmas dinner, cause I have no problems with eat- Hey! What's this white crap on ma feet?!" Bubba just noticed some white creamy substance that's smeared on his soles, which smelled sweet. Bubba then looked back at the deer, who was licking it's lips as it kept staring at his feet. Bubba once again quickly looked back at his sweet-soaked feet and quickly back at the deer. "Oh..........No.....NoNoNoNoNoNoNoNoNoNoNo! Don't You Dare!" warned a wide-eyed Bubba as the idea just now hit him with a ton of bricks. The reindeer trotted back to the werewolf's feet. "NO NO NO! You Keep Away! Don't Ya Dare Touch Ma Feet! NO STOP! NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO! Oh! ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho heh heh he he he he he he he ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! Nohohohohoho! ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! Don't Lick My Feet! Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha! That Tickles!" shouted Bubba as the reindeer began licking the sweet molasses off the werewolf's big hairy right foot. "Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha! Stop! Cut It Out! Ya Blasted Deer! Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha! Oh! Hey! Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha! What's That!" Bubba toes on his left foot were suddenly greeted by another reindeer, that suddenly appeared from the left side of the stocks. "Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha! NO! Not There! Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha! Leave Ma Poor Toes Alone! Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha!" Bubba howled with laughter as the reindeer hungerly lapped and licked his big soft sensitive wolf feet, but his situation was about to get worse as two more reindeer suddenly appeared out of the shadows and headed towards the stocks! "AH NO! Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha! NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO! Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha! NOMOHOHOHOHOHOHOHORE! Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha! MA FEET ARE TOO TICKLISH! NO! NO! HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA! STOP! STOP! HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA! IT'S TOO MUCH! HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!" Bubba howled and pleaded with hysteria as one of the new reindeer began licking the side of Bubb'a right foot, while the other began licking in the middle of Bubba's left foot, doubling the ticklishness! "HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA! NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO! HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA! AH CAN'T STAND IT! HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA! AH CAN'T STAND HAVIN MA FEET LICKED! HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA! IT! HA HA HA HA HA! IT TICKLES SO MUCH! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! QUIT LICKIN! HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA! STOP! PLEASE! HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA! STOP TICKLIN MA FEEEEEEEEET! HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!!"
"Man, Bobby Joe wasn't jokin, that there is brutal!" said one of the townsfolk to the other one. They were hiding behind a bush that was beyond a fence that surrounded the barn, watching the reindeer mercilessly gang tickle Bubba's big feet. "Yeah, you better believe it! It's no doubt that she's punished him like that before, cause I noticed a year ago that she bought some dogs from the pound and some medieval lookin furniture. And then later that night I heard Bubba's laughter comin from his own property." The two men continued to watch Bubba's punishment. "Heh, that mutt will sure be glad to finally git out of those stocks when his time is up." The other man shook his head, "I don't know about that! I think that Bubba will be more then happy to take another day's with of reindeer tongue then face the price of the property damage bill that's coming his way. Heh Heh"
Original artwork by Baltromoon: http://www.furaffinity.net/user/baltromoon/
Original Picture: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/9579709/
This commission was drawn by Baltromoon: http://www.furaffinity.net/user/baltromoon/ and he has given me permission to post it on my gallery.
Bubba the Redneck Werewolf is by BrassBall Comics.
"I have just about had it with that dirty furball, Mr. Mayor. Something has to be done!" cried a random townsfolk. The Cracker County Town Hall was filled with half the residents of Cracker County, mostly farmers who's properties have fell victim to their residential redneck werewolf's nightly drunken monster truck driving. "Every year when it comes close to Christmas Eve, that mangy mutt gits addicted to gallons of eggnog and drives like a bat outa hell throughout the countryside like he's Saint Nick!" another concerned farmer protested. Eventually the crowd's complaining was silenced the Mayor. "Enough now, Order ya heah! I do understand what you all are going through, but Bubba is one of us, despite his hairy disposition, and I will not allow any angry mobs in this County! While I do think that Bubba should be punished for his recklessness, we have to find a suitable punishment for him, without any use of harm.
Suddenly a loud whistle came from the back of the room where the exit was.
"Did ah heah someone mention mah hairy ball of a husband?" Everyone looked back and saw Bubba's wife, Bobby Joe enter through the doors and began walking down the hallway and stopped near the middle of the room. "Am guessin that the ol fleabag has been stirrin up some trouble with that devilish truck of his?" said Bobby. "Why yes, my dear. Were deciding on what we should do about the situation, might you have any thoughts?" asked the Mayor. Bobby Joe gave a little smirk. " As a matter of fact ah do have a solution to our little hairy problem, Mista Maya. All I'll need are some certain requirements." explained Bobby Joe as she began walking back to the exit. "And just what requirements are you talking about?" The Mayor asked. " Oh, all I shall need from ya'll is some molasses, some tranquillizers from the animal clinic and access to the local reindeer stable. That's all I'll need from ya'll, but I shall provide the stocks." concluded Bobby Joe as he walked out of of the Town Hall. "S-Stocks?" said the Mayor, confused.
Meanwhile, at the local bar. "(Hic) Ah! Ya'll shouda seen it! I flew all over the world in Santa's sleigh, goin down all the chimmneys and scarfin all the (Hic) cookies before Santa could squeeze his big fat butt down first. Heh Heh! Everyone will see that thar actually is a Santy Claws! Ha Ha Ha! (Burp) said Bubba, sitting at the bar, who was already beyond drunk from his 15th round of beer. "Oh, Bubba sweetie!" a familiar voice called out. "Huh, Bobby Joooooooe?! What cha doing all here? This place is fer real drinkers, baby." said Bubba, who's brain was currently working at 50%. "Oh now, ah only wanted ta wish ya a Merry Christmas, ya big puppy. And to give you a special gift for Christmas." said Bobby Joe as she held up a large swig of fresh eggnog, unknowingly to Bubba, laced with tranquilizer supplements. "Oh! Why thank ya, Mrs. Santy Claws, tonight, I"m goin ta Disneyland!" Bubba then chugged down the eggnog without a second thought. And after a few seconds of wearing a dopy smile on his face, Bubba let out a giant burp and dropped his head down on the bar counter, out cold. "Sorry sweetie, ya ain't goin ta Disneyland, but ah know a place that's much more fun." Bobby Joe then called for the some of the towns people, who were hiding outside of the bar, to come in. And with Bobby Joe's help, they picked up the massive redneck werewolf and hauled him outside to a truck that would take him up to the local reindeer ranch.
2 Hours later.......
"Ohhhhhhhh, Ahhhhhhhhhhhh! (Burp) what in the hell just happened, (gurgle) Ohhhh, that last one was ah doozy." said a very groggy Bubba, who was finally awakening. "Ahhhhh, damn. Ah betta git back home ta Bobby Joe before she- uh Huh! What! What in tarnation is this!" Bubba tried to move but he couldn't, he's body felt so cramped up. Eventually all his senses came back and saw that he was locked in a full pair of wooden stocks, with Bubb'a neck, hands and feet restrained to the wooden frame as he sat on a small stool, which was stacked up on some hay. Bubba looked around and saw that he was on a farm at nighttime, with a bright lamp attached to the top of the barn roof behind him. "Grrrrrrrrrahhhhhhh! When I git outta here, someone gonna git more then coal for Christmas this year! And what's this thing around ma neck say!" yelled Bubba as he attempted to read the small sign around his neck as best he could. "Na....awh.....tey, Hey! What kind of a joke is this! Ah can't understand this foreign gibberish! This is America! Learn ta write why don't ya!" Bubba looked around the farm. At first there doesn't seem to be anyone around, except when he began hearing some light footsteps. "Hey! Who's there!? Yah had yer fun, now git me outta her so ah can give yah ma Howlin Haymaker!" The footsteps got closer until he could see something emerge into the lamp light, it was a reindeer! "Ah great! Dinner is right in front of me and ah can't even budge!" The reindeer stared at the stocked werewolf before it's attention caught something else, the reindeer walked toward Bubba. "Hey shoo! Go on git! I'm havin enough problems as it is, ah don't want any company now. Huh? Hey! What are ya doin?!" The reindeer began sniffing around Bubba's right foot, the deer's nose gave Bubba's foot a slight tickle. Bubba tried to pull his foot away as best he can. "Hey come on now! Beat it! You better git outta here before I break out and have you for Christmas dinner, cause I have no problems with eat- Hey! What's this white crap on ma feet?!" Bubba just noticed some white creamy substance that's smeared on his soles, which smelled sweet. Bubba then looked back at the deer, who was licking it's lips as it kept staring at his feet. Bubba once again quickly looked back at his sweet-soaked feet and quickly back at the deer. "Oh..........No.....NoNoNoNoNoNoNoNoNoNoNo! Don't You Dare!" warned a wide-eyed Bubba as the idea just now hit him with a ton of bricks. The reindeer trotted back to the werewolf's feet. "NO NO NO! You Keep Away! Don't Ya Dare Touch Ma Feet! NO STOP! NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO! Oh! ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho heh heh he he he he he he he ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! Nohohohohoho! ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! Don't Lick My Feet! Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha! That Tickles!" shouted Bubba as the reindeer began licking the sweet molasses off the werewolf's big hairy right foot. "Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha! Stop! Cut It Out! Ya Blasted Deer! Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha! Oh! Hey! Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha! What's That!" Bubba toes on his left foot were suddenly greeted by another reindeer, that suddenly appeared from the left side of the stocks. "Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha! NO! Not There! Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha! Leave Ma Poor Toes Alone! Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha!" Bubba howled with laughter as the reindeer hungerly lapped and licked his big soft sensitive wolf feet, but his situation was about to get worse as two more reindeer suddenly appeared out of the shadows and headed towards the stocks! "AH NO! Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha! NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO! Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha! NOMOHOHOHOHOHOHOHORE! Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha! MA FEET ARE TOO TICKLISH! NO! NO! HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA! STOP! STOP! HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA! IT'S TOO MUCH! HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!" Bubba howled and pleaded with hysteria as one of the new reindeer began licking the side of Bubb'a right foot, while the other began licking in the middle of Bubba's left foot, doubling the ticklishness! "HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA! NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO! HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA! AH CAN'T STAND IT! HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA! AH CAN'T STAND HAVIN MA FEET LICKED! HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA! IT! HA HA HA HA HA! IT TICKLES SO MUCH! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! QUIT LICKIN! HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA! STOP! PLEASE! HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA! STOP TICKLIN MA FEEEEEEEEET! HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!!"
"Man, Bobby Joe wasn't jokin, that there is brutal!" said one of the townsfolk to the other one. They were hiding behind a bush that was beyond a fence that surrounded the barn, watching the reindeer mercilessly gang tickle Bubba's big feet. "Yeah, you better believe it! It's no doubt that she's punished him like that before, cause I noticed a year ago that she bought some dogs from the pound and some medieval lookin furniture. And then later that night I heard Bubba's laughter comin from his own property." The two men continued to watch Bubba's punishment. "Heh, that mutt will sure be glad to finally git out of those stocks when his time is up." The other man shook his head, "I don't know about that! I think that Bubba will be more then happy to take another day's with of reindeer tongue then face the price of the property damage bill that's coming his way. Heh Heh"
Original artwork by Baltromoon: http://www.furaffinity.net/user/baltromoon/
Original Picture: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/9579709/
Category All / Bondage
Species Unspecified / Any
Size 800 x 800px
File Size 287 kB
Listed in Folders
I'm glad you love it so much. I got my inspiration for this picture when I saw this one page comic: http://surfaceart.deviantart.com/ar.....-quot-70858990 which is by the artist who has been employed to draw the newer Bubba comics. Though instead of being at the North Pole, it takes place in Bubba's home town, Cracker County.
Not really, there was one or two but I think their gone now. I'm not too sure how to purchase or find the series, but I'm sure it's not completely lost or anything. And I do believe he is a werewolf all the time. He's actually a mutant werewolf, who was bitten by a mutant poodle back when he was a dog catcher. His human form is shown very little. It was shown once in the Rumble in Romania special and again in this picture: http://comicattack.net/wp-content/u...../scan00041.jpg
I definitely do have more plans for the big smelly, sensitive furball, so be on the look out for him in the future.
I definitely do have more plans for the big smelly, sensitive furball, so be on the look out for him in the future.
I actually don't know what his stance is on homosexuality, but from what I know from what I read, he's probably okay with it as long as nothing flirty or sexual happens between him and another guy. During the Super Sci-Fi Special, although it happens off panel, the aliens who abduct Bubba and Bobby Joe apparently gave him an anal probe or at least penetrated his butt with something, since he asked "Why does my butt hurt?" Which Bobby Joe tells him what happened, he wasn't too happy.
Well, you'll have to drug him and then restrain him for a good tickle since he doesn't really enjoy it much, I guess it makes him feel emasculated. PS: Although we don't see how they "violated his nether regions" in the Sci-fi special, They do have a picture in the comic of the operating table where there's a large mechanical appendage that's hanging over it, and it apparently has some sort of laser attached to it.
Though personally, I think I might be interested in doing a commission of this scene, though just to let you know, I won't be using a laser on his tight, dirty, hairy ass.
Though personally, I think I might be interested in doing a commission of this scene, though just to let you know, I won't be using a laser on his tight, dirty, hairy ass.
Seems like he's not having the best of days...
How about a free session at the local deodorizing parlor? He needs it http://www.furaffinity.net/view/4337583/
How about a free session at the local deodorizing parlor? He needs it http://www.furaffinity.net/view/4337583/
whoops, wrong link http://www.furaffinity.net/view/4246772/
Talk to him abotu the armpit/feet deal
Talk to him abotu the armpit/feet deal
still a great tickling story to read many years later now. Also often this story makes me wonder what would happen if becuase of this experience Those Deer constantly end up refinding Bubba and when he's doing normal activities or maybe he goes camping and he gets awaken by deer licking and tickling his feet for a long time. often gets me wanting to find tickle stories where someone is awoken and licked and tickled while camping by deer or while there hunting or something and they get licked and tickled as the deers way of payback or something haha
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