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Cartoon_tickler - more Old drawings (x5)
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TiCkLeSoCkS1
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Great stuff. Love that last one!
ghosthunter0
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Freakin' Sweet drawings!
Love the stuff you make, but question for ya; who is Chewy? The name rings a bell, but I can't place it worth a darn!
Love the stuff you make, but question for ya; who is Chewy? The name rings a bell, but I can't place it worth a darn!
somebody231
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c_tickler, you got a fan ^^ me... 🙂
Love your work man ... pictures 1, 2 and 3 were superb 🙂
Love your work man ... pictures 1, 2 and 3 were superb 🙂
ghosthunter0
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Sweet idea of using a venus flytrap (esq? COULD he eat someone?) plant to do tickling; might i request you use him again? Why'd you stop.
c_tickler
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ghosthunter - Yeah i do requests and which ever way Chewy can tickle someone is all the better, what did you have in mind and who???
dnc2423 - see above (yeah im taking requests)
hoping to knock out some new work, involving Chewy The Flytrap! as always 😉
dnc2423 - see above (yeah im taking requests)
hoping to knock out some new work, involving Chewy The Flytrap! as always 😉
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Actually, I was hoping he could guest star... there's a passage of Jaynin's work I've been dying to see illustrated, particuarly with Mercury's role in it:
Thick white tentacles burst out of the ground, trapping each Scout.
“Oh, and for fun…” Syia opened a new portal near a tentacle, and it reached in and dragged Mina out, dressed in sailor uniform.
“So now we have all of you,” Jelex sniggered. “My, whatever can we do with all of you? There has to be something,” she said in mock wonder.
Raye cursed. “Cut out the sappy acting! Get on with this!”
Each of them was hanging in a bad position. Raye’s wrists were bound over her head by a thinner tentacle, and a thicker one held her in the air. It was coiled around her stomach, and the end rested on her neck. A thick tentacle was also wrapped around Mina’s midriff, and a thinner one held her wrists together, pulling them down so that Mina was horizontal. Only a single tentacle held Amy, but it was thick enough to cover her whole waist. She flailed, having the most freedom of movement out of all the Scouts. A thick tentacle wrapped around one of Lita’s legs, and turned her over so that she was hanging upside down. Her hands fell limply toward the ground, and her one free foot swayed. Serena was pinned to the ground by a thicker tentacle. A thinner tentacle held one of her ankles fast, but her other foot was free. But so far there was no tickling apparatus. When the stem of the plant pushed out of the ground, that changed.
The stem was actually a giant feather. The thick tentacles clustered around the base, and many much thinner tentacles grew from the center. These lay limply on the ground. At the end of each one was a feather.
“Oh, what are these for?” Syia asked innocently.
Serena growled darkly, and the assembled crew of bad guys laughed.
“There must be something that we can have fun with,” Felin said sweetly.
At this time the plant began to move again. The tentacles shuddered, and thin vines snaked out to each Scout’s feet. They disappeared into Amy and Serena’s high boots, unstrapped Mina’s shoes, tugged off Raye’s high heels and unlaced Lita’s mini-boots. Each precious foot covering was delicately deposited on the ground.
Then the torture began.
The plant, knowing that not all of the limbs it held were restrained, had a unique method of ensuring that its targets did not escape. The vines with feathers on the ends moved now, and those that went after free feet coiled around the ankle first. Thus they could follow the movement with ease.
Raye saw the feathers twining around her feet. She kicked furiously, and the vines retreated, leaving Raye with the feeling that she’d won a small victory. But it was an illusion; when Raye rested, the feathers came after her again. Eventually, Raye would be too tired to kick, and her feet would be helpless. Unfortunately, the plant was not going to wait that long. Raye counted at least seven feathers coming at her. Two of these went up to her armpits, the rest disappeared into her shirt. Raye giggled from the outset, having no way to resist so many different points of attack. She twisted furiously, teeth clenched in frustration. The fact that giggles were pushing out of her throat marred the image and turned her face into a comical contortion. The laughing sapped enough of her concentration that she forgot to kick her feet when the feathers came.
Raye burst out laughing when four extra feathers brushed over her arches. Once she had let go and laughed, it seemed to become worse. The feathers picked up in speed, brushing all over her body. Raye jerked convulsively while her head whipped to and fro, pasting her sweaty hair to her face.
Lita’s sides were completely open to attack, and attack the Feather Flower did. No less than six feathers slid up and down her sides, reaching under her shirt to tickle her skin directly. Some of these feathers were huge, and as they brushed up and down her ribs they covered her whole upper body. Lita laughed constantly and tried to fight off the feathers with her hands, which were still free. But the underarm tickling of the last two feathers sapped her strength enough to preclude movement. So Lita was unable to defend herself, and the Flower had more in store for her.
Her one leg was entwined in a tentacle, leaving her foot a tempting target. A feather ran its soft sides against the smooth skin of her long foot, running up and down her arch, swirling at her toes and sawing between them. Her other, free foot, could not escape the touch of tickling either. A vine simply coiled about her leg and tickled her arches. Kick and swing her leg as she might, she could not dislodge the feather from its position. The torturously soft touch of feathers swept over Lita’s body in a wave, in endless cycles whose only purpose was to force laughs out of her mouth.
Mina’s feet hung limply below her; she did not have the presence of mind to move her legs. Feathery vines had plunged down the neck of her shirt and into her sleeves, and now she could feel the bristly vines rubbing on her soft skin as well as the feathers’ light touch over her abdomen. For Mina it was not so much the feathers that were the problem as it was the tentacles they were attached to. Her sweat-streaked body was being tortured mercilessly by the plant as it twined the vines further down her body. Eventually Mina was completely ensnared in a quartet of vines that ran in a spiral from her head to her feet. At her feet, the four feathers engaged in tormenting her smooth, silky feet. Mina shrieked with laughter, trying to free her wrists instead of trying to extricate herself from the trap. The plant, mindful of the need for equality, sent four more vines around Mina’s body, this set working from her feet upwards, to terminate at her armpits and tummy. The slithering motion of the thin tentacles was visible as they pressed against Mina’s shirt.
Amy was having a terrible time. Her one massive tentacle lifted her over the feather-like stem of the plant, and began to lower her to the flower at the base. The flower opened, and Amy saw that it was the point from which all the other tentacles came. But what else was in there made her freeze in fear. Thousands of tiny, immature tentacles slithered and twisted over each other in a frightening display. As if suddenly commanded by a higher power (the plant), all of the tentacles waited motionlessly as Amy was lowered into the pit of impending doom. Her tentacle let go, and she fell with a shriek into the vine pit, where the flower closed over her.
In the darkness of the bulb, Amy could only feel the uncountable tentacles on her body. They were everywhere, covering her body in pulsing, skittering threadlike vines from head to toe. Though she was unrestrained, as Amy was tickled into oblivion she became paralyzed from the constant laughter and nervous stimulation. All she could do was wait for the sweetness of unconsciousness. Now Amy understood why Serena hated blindfolds. She felt detached, floating in space with nothing but her tormentors accompanying her.
A giant woman tickling/eating plant? It's the role chewy was born to play! I don't have Jaynin's permission to do this, but you wouldn't mind would you man?
Thick white tentacles burst out of the ground, trapping each Scout.
“Oh, and for fun…” Syia opened a new portal near a tentacle, and it reached in and dragged Mina out, dressed in sailor uniform.
“So now we have all of you,” Jelex sniggered. “My, whatever can we do with all of you? There has to be something,” she said in mock wonder.
Raye cursed. “Cut out the sappy acting! Get on with this!”
Each of them was hanging in a bad position. Raye’s wrists were bound over her head by a thinner tentacle, and a thicker one held her in the air. It was coiled around her stomach, and the end rested on her neck. A thick tentacle was also wrapped around Mina’s midriff, and a thinner one held her wrists together, pulling them down so that Mina was horizontal. Only a single tentacle held Amy, but it was thick enough to cover her whole waist. She flailed, having the most freedom of movement out of all the Scouts. A thick tentacle wrapped around one of Lita’s legs, and turned her over so that she was hanging upside down. Her hands fell limply toward the ground, and her one free foot swayed. Serena was pinned to the ground by a thicker tentacle. A thinner tentacle held one of her ankles fast, but her other foot was free. But so far there was no tickling apparatus. When the stem of the plant pushed out of the ground, that changed.
The stem was actually a giant feather. The thick tentacles clustered around the base, and many much thinner tentacles grew from the center. These lay limply on the ground. At the end of each one was a feather.
“Oh, what are these for?” Syia asked innocently.
Serena growled darkly, and the assembled crew of bad guys laughed.
“There must be something that we can have fun with,” Felin said sweetly.
At this time the plant began to move again. The tentacles shuddered, and thin vines snaked out to each Scout’s feet. They disappeared into Amy and Serena’s high boots, unstrapped Mina’s shoes, tugged off Raye’s high heels and unlaced Lita’s mini-boots. Each precious foot covering was delicately deposited on the ground.
Then the torture began.
The plant, knowing that not all of the limbs it held were restrained, had a unique method of ensuring that its targets did not escape. The vines with feathers on the ends moved now, and those that went after free feet coiled around the ankle first. Thus they could follow the movement with ease.
Raye saw the feathers twining around her feet. She kicked furiously, and the vines retreated, leaving Raye with the feeling that she’d won a small victory. But it was an illusion; when Raye rested, the feathers came after her again. Eventually, Raye would be too tired to kick, and her feet would be helpless. Unfortunately, the plant was not going to wait that long. Raye counted at least seven feathers coming at her. Two of these went up to her armpits, the rest disappeared into her shirt. Raye giggled from the outset, having no way to resist so many different points of attack. She twisted furiously, teeth clenched in frustration. The fact that giggles were pushing out of her throat marred the image and turned her face into a comical contortion. The laughing sapped enough of her concentration that she forgot to kick her feet when the feathers came.
Raye burst out laughing when four extra feathers brushed over her arches. Once she had let go and laughed, it seemed to become worse. The feathers picked up in speed, brushing all over her body. Raye jerked convulsively while her head whipped to and fro, pasting her sweaty hair to her face.
Lita’s sides were completely open to attack, and attack the Feather Flower did. No less than six feathers slid up and down her sides, reaching under her shirt to tickle her skin directly. Some of these feathers were huge, and as they brushed up and down her ribs they covered her whole upper body. Lita laughed constantly and tried to fight off the feathers with her hands, which were still free. But the underarm tickling of the last two feathers sapped her strength enough to preclude movement. So Lita was unable to defend herself, and the Flower had more in store for her.
Her one leg was entwined in a tentacle, leaving her foot a tempting target. A feather ran its soft sides against the smooth skin of her long foot, running up and down her arch, swirling at her toes and sawing between them. Her other, free foot, could not escape the touch of tickling either. A vine simply coiled about her leg and tickled her arches. Kick and swing her leg as she might, she could not dislodge the feather from its position. The torturously soft touch of feathers swept over Lita’s body in a wave, in endless cycles whose only purpose was to force laughs out of her mouth.
Mina’s feet hung limply below her; she did not have the presence of mind to move her legs. Feathery vines had plunged down the neck of her shirt and into her sleeves, and now she could feel the bristly vines rubbing on her soft skin as well as the feathers’ light touch over her abdomen. For Mina it was not so much the feathers that were the problem as it was the tentacles they were attached to. Her sweat-streaked body was being tortured mercilessly by the plant as it twined the vines further down her body. Eventually Mina was completely ensnared in a quartet of vines that ran in a spiral from her head to her feet. At her feet, the four feathers engaged in tormenting her smooth, silky feet. Mina shrieked with laughter, trying to free her wrists instead of trying to extricate herself from the trap. The plant, mindful of the need for equality, sent four more vines around Mina’s body, this set working from her feet upwards, to terminate at her armpits and tummy. The slithering motion of the thin tentacles was visible as they pressed against Mina’s shirt.
Amy was having a terrible time. Her one massive tentacle lifted her over the feather-like stem of the plant, and began to lower her to the flower at the base. The flower opened, and Amy saw that it was the point from which all the other tentacles came. But what else was in there made her freeze in fear. Thousands of tiny, immature tentacles slithered and twisted over each other in a frightening display. As if suddenly commanded by a higher power (the plant), all of the tentacles waited motionlessly as Amy was lowered into the pit of impending doom. Her tentacle let go, and she fell with a shriek into the vine pit, where the flower closed over her.
In the darkness of the bulb, Amy could only feel the uncountable tentacles on her body. They were everywhere, covering her body in pulsing, skittering threadlike vines from head to toe. Though she was unrestrained, as Amy was tickled into oblivion she became paralyzed from the constant laughter and nervous stimulation. All she could do was wait for the sweetness of unconsciousness. Now Amy understood why Serena hated blindfolds. She felt detached, floating in space with nothing but her tormentors accompanying her.
A giant woman tickling/eating plant? It's the role chewy was born to play! I don't have Jaynin's permission to do this, but you wouldn't mind would you man?
c_tickler
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thats one hell of a long request!!! lol
any chance you wanna cut it down to maybe 1 girl (at first anyway)
a smaller description would be great! maybe even modify the story so that we are not copying the story?
Cheers (but i'm looking forward to doing it)
any chance you wanna cut it down to maybe 1 girl (at first anyway)
a smaller description would be great! maybe even modify the story so that we are not copying the story?
Cheers (but i'm looking forward to doing it)
ghosthunter0
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Sure thing on shortening it; DEFINATELY want mercury (after all she's the one who gets eaten!). Here's the short version:
Sailor mercury (if you need a pic let me know) wanders in. The ground erupts and a whole bunch of tenticles come out. A large one wraps around her waist and littler ones yank off her boots and start tickling her all over. Then chewy pops out of the ground, and the tenticles stop and drop/lower her in, she gets eaten (personal favorite pose for this is a pair of feet kicking in the back of a throat) then a cutaway shot where she's surrounded and tickled all over by LOTS of tiny tenticles with her boots being seen off to the side on the outside of chewy (after all, why eat them?)
I know it's a longer one, but i figure you could do it in one and two-panel comics like you did for the lara series over on your group... this IS just an outline, so feel free to paraphrase, rewrite, or add to whatever you see fit!
ohh, and check out the full story on jaynin's website; it's a 16 part hella good story!
Sailor mercury (if you need a pic let me know) wanders in. The ground erupts and a whole bunch of tenticles come out. A large one wraps around her waist and littler ones yank off her boots and start tickling her all over. Then chewy pops out of the ground, and the tenticles stop and drop/lower her in, she gets eaten (personal favorite pose for this is a pair of feet kicking in the back of a throat) then a cutaway shot where she's surrounded and tickled all over by LOTS of tiny tenticles with her boots being seen off to the side on the outside of chewy (after all, why eat them?)
I know it's a longer one, but i figure you could do it in one and two-panel comics like you did for the lara series over on your group... this IS just an outline, so feel free to paraphrase, rewrite, or add to whatever you see fit!
ohh, and check out the full story on jaynin's website; it's a 16 part hella good story!
hi C! here's my request:
I'd like to see a short series of pics involving Torie and Stacey from WWE. To begin, would love to see Stacey tickling and teasing Tories tan nyloned feet while they are tangled up in the wrestling ring ropes with a feather and itching powder. Torrie could get her revenge by trapping Stacey's nylon feet in a set of stocks, spraying them with something that would attract chewy, then she opens a door or window to let chewy in.
Thanks!
I'd like to see a short series of pics involving Torie and Stacey from WWE. To begin, would love to see Stacey tickling and teasing Tories tan nyloned feet while they are tangled up in the wrestling ring ropes with a feather and itching powder. Torrie could get her revenge by trapping Stacey's nylon feet in a set of stocks, spraying them with something that would attract chewy, then she opens a door or window to let chewy in.
Thanks!
