Aha, I finally have a word for it! Hope I don't get my knuckles rapped here for being too crude, but now I realize it's multiple "eggcorns" that I have in the description of my favorite imaginary opera, "The Battered Bride", by the Check composer, Smegma. (Not contemplating bruises and spousal abuse here, but immersion in a tasty mixture of flour and beer as part of some traditional Bavarian nuptial practice :-)

Mike