Haltickling
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(continued from part 1)
Suddenly three additional sets of tentacles shot out from the ground, each taking hold of a different crew member. Cathy received her treatment from the original Alien, but the others were tickled as well. Had the Alien developed new tentacles? Was that the news it wanted to show them?
Through the haze and the tears of her own laughter, Trish observed that the tentacles tickling her were much smaller, but that made the tickling even worse! Their touch felt much defter, almost like children's fingers compared to an adult hand. Of course, that's it! This was the Alien's offspring! But she was unable to tell the others, her laughter swamped her completely.
After half an eternity, the tickling changed to the well-known sexual stimulation. The tiny tentacles around their most sensitive body parts made them soar to new levels of excitement. Almost simultaneously, they drifted into their first climax, soon to be followed by more. A chain of multiple orgasms racked them, each other's lust cries turning them on further. All four were on the brink of fainting when the tickling and vibrations finally stopped.
The Alien gave them time to catch their breaths. Then it explained: "This my children. They born this place, so belong to you and me. You like my children?" Trish had discovered this truth before, but the others were speechless. So Trish said:
"You have very nice kids, we like them greatly. Can you shown them to us?" The whole ground vibrated and shook as all the animals emerged from beneath. Yes, there were three identical copies of the Alien, only about a third its size. But the Alien continued:
"Children very hungry. I very hungry. You stay here for more?" But Trish intervened. "Only one at a time. We have other work to do. Very soon, you will see our own planet, then there will be much more food for all of you!"
"Good. Cathy stay here, you all come one, and one, and one. Right?" - "Okay," Trish approved, much to Cathy's horror. She protested: "But you can't leave me alone with the four Aliens! They'll tickle me so much, I will die!"
Trish grinned nastily: "That's for showing the Alien how to tickle my feet! Have fun!" The animals had submerged again in the meantime, closer together than before. And they grabbed poor Cathy, tickling the living daylight out of her with thirty-two tentacles! The others couldn't help watching for a few moments, laughing with her, but then they left in a hurry, anxious to get out of the danger. They still could hear Cathy's desperate laughter even two corridors away…
Suddenly three additional sets of tentacles shot out from the ground, each taking hold of a different crew member. Cathy received her treatment from the original Alien, but the others were tickled as well. Had the Alien developed new tentacles? Was that the news it wanted to show them?
Through the haze and the tears of her own laughter, Trish observed that the tentacles tickling her were much smaller, but that made the tickling even worse! Their touch felt much defter, almost like children's fingers compared to an adult hand. Of course, that's it! This was the Alien's offspring! But she was unable to tell the others, her laughter swamped her completely.
After half an eternity, the tickling changed to the well-known sexual stimulation. The tiny tentacles around their most sensitive body parts made them soar to new levels of excitement. Almost simultaneously, they drifted into their first climax, soon to be followed by more. A chain of multiple orgasms racked them, each other's lust cries turning them on further. All four were on the brink of fainting when the tickling and vibrations finally stopped.
The Alien gave them time to catch their breaths. Then it explained: "This my children. They born this place, so belong to you and me. You like my children?" Trish had discovered this truth before, but the others were speechless. So Trish said:
"You have very nice kids, we like them greatly. Can you shown them to us?" The whole ground vibrated and shook as all the animals emerged from beneath. Yes, there were three identical copies of the Alien, only about a third its size. But the Alien continued:
"Children very hungry. I very hungry. You stay here for more?" But Trish intervened. "Only one at a time. We have other work to do. Very soon, you will see our own planet, then there will be much more food for all of you!"
"Good. Cathy stay here, you all come one, and one, and one. Right?" - "Okay," Trish approved, much to Cathy's horror. She protested: "But you can't leave me alone with the four Aliens! They'll tickle me so much, I will die!"
Trish grinned nastily: "That's for showing the Alien how to tickle my feet! Have fun!" The animals had submerged again in the meantime, closer together than before. And they grabbed poor Cathy, tickling the living daylight out of her with thirty-two tentacles! The others couldn't help watching for a few moments, laughing with her, but then they left in a hurry, anxious to get out of the danger. They still could hear Cathy's desperate laughter even two corridors away…
