hi again
new image of isobel...
it's an example of what can happen if a ticklish young woman goes bathing in an enchanted forest with out paying attention to her surroundings
isobel had gone walking in the forest on a rather hot day, and, coming upon a clear, cool looking pool had decided to take a refreshing dip
no one else was around so she slipped off her clothes and enjoyed swimming in the deliciously chilly water
she climbed out and lay naked on a comfy knoll to let the warm sun dry her
she neglected to see, however, that she was under a caterpillar tree, and she dozed off
in her slumber she dreamed of some lovely tickling, like tiny feathers stroking her softly, giggling in her sleep and getting a little squirmy and hot and bothered, as a girl who likes to be tickled is prone to do when dreaming of feathers
as the tickling got more noticeable she awoke to find herself wrapped tightly in caterpillar silk and being made the foundation for a nice cozy nest for the caterpillars
oh goodness how those tiny caterpillar feet tickle, all over her and in among her silken bonds... and thanks to her dream and the generally delicious nature of the tickling she is getting jolly aroused, but her hands are in no position to attend to her increasing hotness, which is making her even more ticklish
oh izzy, when will you learn... she will just have to lay there being tickled all over until someone rescues her... or the fairies find her... but then she will be in trouble with them again for messing about in their forest with no clothes on
new image of isobel...
it's an example of what can happen if a ticklish young woman goes bathing in an enchanted forest with out paying attention to her surroundings
isobel had gone walking in the forest on a rather hot day, and, coming upon a clear, cool looking pool had decided to take a refreshing dip
no one else was around so she slipped off her clothes and enjoyed swimming in the deliciously chilly water
she climbed out and lay naked on a comfy knoll to let the warm sun dry her
she neglected to see, however, that she was under a caterpillar tree, and she dozed off
in her slumber she dreamed of some lovely tickling, like tiny feathers stroking her softly, giggling in her sleep and getting a little squirmy and hot and bothered, as a girl who likes to be tickled is prone to do when dreaming of feathers
as the tickling got more noticeable she awoke to find herself wrapped tightly in caterpillar silk and being made the foundation for a nice cozy nest for the caterpillars
oh goodness how those tiny caterpillar feet tickle, all over her and in among her silken bonds... and thanks to her dream and the generally delicious nature of the tickling she is getting jolly aroused, but her hands are in no position to attend to her increasing hotness, which is making her even more ticklish
oh izzy, when will you learn... she will just have to lay there being tickled all over until someone rescues her... or the fairies find her... but then she will be in trouble with them again for messing about in their forest with no clothes on
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