TickleMantis
4th Level Red Feather
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Under heavy sedative most people were prone to quite vivid dreams. Kendell, the tall busty wavey haired blonde was no exception. The most unrealistic things could seem incredibly real, yet perfectly normal, to the unconsious dreamer. Sometimes this wasn't as much of a pleasent experience as it could be.
In reality Kendell was fast asleep, jittering along in the ambulance with her best friend and room mate Trish by her side. The sirens blarred as the box backed wagon zipped skillfully between traffic, the two paramedics on board more than curious as to there paitents bizzare predicament. In dream land however, things were a little different...
The long soft grass on the endless rolling hills swept lightly with a gentle breeze, and Kendell smiled as she brushed the palms of her hands on the jade green blades as she walked leisurley through over the hill. It was beautiful, the soft warm breeze and the lite blue sky made for a perfect day.
Wandering with ease along across the little mound like hills Kendell wore only a white silk bath robe, the sleeves baggy on her slender arms and the bottom hanging just below her marshmellow butt cheeks. A cheerful smile grew across her face as the young blonde looked around her, none of this seeming abnormal what with it being a dream.
"Hullo." A soft little voice suddenly grabbed Kendell's attention, yet seemingly came from nowhere.
"Hello? Is someone there?" Kendell walked slowly foward looking for the feminine sounding speaker. "I can't see you for the grass."
"I'm hiding." Piqued the tiny voice again. "Are you alooooone?"
"...Yes...its just us out here." Kendell replied after looking quickly around to see nothing but the endless rolling hills of long flowing grass.
"Hullo!" Came the owner of the voice, a small woman.
A very small woman, no more than a foot high. The curious young lady sported long bright blue hair that waved down onto what Kendell realised was her stark naked body. Perky breasts, well toned, and what would appear to be completley hairless, all accept her head. Propotionatly she was perfect, like a scaled down version of a very attractive nineteen year old.
"Who are you hiding from?" Kendell asked as she crouched down in front of the incredibly petit girl. "I see no one around."
"He is sneaky, he is." The miniture girl smiled as she quickly tapped Kendell on the tip of the nose with her index finger. "He will hide in the grass...then boo! He will get you."
"Who is he? This man? Does he harm you?" Kendell asked concerned for her new friend's saftey as she made her self comfortable, sitting cross legged amongst the grass.
"He is not allowed to hurt us silly." The small blue haired babe informed Kendell, all be it slowly, as she played with a blade of grass. "He is the four armed man."
"A man with for arms? Why must you hide?" Kendell grew curiouser and curiouser as she listened and watched the small girl who now used the tip of the grass to tease her own nipple.
"If you are ticklish you must hide...here he comes!" The girl was gone in the time it took Kendell to look up and back to her mysterious friend.
Where was this man? A tickling four armed man, how horrid. Kendell stood up, turning and looking all around but there appeared to be no one for miles. How could a man hide in this, there was nothing but space...unless of course he too were only a foot high, but then how much threat is foot high man even if he does have four arms?
"Oh my!" Kendell gasped as she turned once again and finally found the four armed man, and he was not the foot high extra limbed gentleman she had come to expect.
Standing before he was a least ten feet of pure muscle. This guy was ripped and it was easy to tell, he only wore a dark brown fur loin cloth. A nice tan, for a guy with large muscular arms coming out of his rib cage he wasn't terribly bad looking. Long dark hair and a strong jaw saw him tilt his head curiously at Kendell who took a step back with surprise as she saw what he was holding in his upper left arm.
With a thin piece of what appeared to be silk wrapped around her head and into her mouth acting as a gag, the small blue haired girl hung upside down being held by the ankles. Tiny bare feet poked out from the top of the monster's fist where, from the knees down hung the rest of the poor creatures tiny naked body. To make matters worse her hands were some how being restrained behind her back, although Kendell could not see how from this angle. The girls face was different too, not curiously cheerful as before, with the gag in her mouth she now appeared afraid and tearful.
"I do not know you. What is your name?" The tall half naked curiousity spoke in a deep bass like voice.
"I-I'm Kendell." Kendell hesistated a little, she could barley pry her eyes from the horrified look on the upside down girl's reddened face. "What-ahem-what are you doing with her?...she looks upset."
"She is mine." The quad armed fellow said matter of factly. "This is my place. They are all mine. I tickle them as I please."
"She...she doesn't seem to like that." Kendell was still fixated on the pleading look of the little ladies eyes. "M-maybe you should let her go."
"Let her go? HA! She belongs to me...you are here so you must belong to me too." The creature belowed as if nothing seemed even moraly corrupt about this situation and his sense of logic was becoming increasling nightmarish. "Tell me girl...are you tickled?"
"I-I am ticklish...but I do not like it." Kendell took another step back, the tall brute not taking his piercing eyes of her.
"You are to be tickled like the rest." Without letting go of the small woman the beast began to step foward.
Turning and running was all Kendell could do, that creature was far too massive for her to oppose. Rushing quickly through the long grass the panicking blonde could hear the large dictators thumping behind her as he pursued. Making some distance Kendell began to wonder exactley where she was running too, until she tripped. Climbing back to her feet as quickly as possible the robe clad beauty bolted once more, but she was to fall again, each time she made any more distance, the frightened young woman would trip. It was hopeless and before long, after another fall, Kendell felt the beasts large hand wrap around her slender shins.
"No! You beast let me go!" Kendell swung upside down in the large man's upper right hand as she struggled in vain for realise. "What? What are you doing?"
"Quiet. Here I make the rules." Boomed the demanding beast as he looked Kendell right in the eye, holding her high in the hair with ease, the robe only staying above her nether regions because she held it tight with her arms which fortunatley remained free. "I will tickle you both now...however, the more you laugh the more ticklish the blue haired one will become."
"No this is cru-wooah!" Kendell protested before suddenly being dropped and caught just as quickly by the beasts lower arm. "I demand you let us go!"
"Demand?!" Boomed the beast again, Kendell noticing he had also dropped the blue haired girl into his left lower arm. "I am the only one who makes the demands. Now girl, laugh!"
With both frightened woman hanging upside down in his lower arms, their bare feet poking out from the top of his fists, the beast could easily use his free upper hands to tickle as he pleased. Kendell squeaked loudly but then tried not to laugh, remembering what the beast had said. The more Kendell laughs, the more ticklish the blue haired girl would become, but woe be tied the poor blonde was just to damn ticklish.
"EEEHAHA! NOHOO!" Kendell screamed as the beasts five wiggling fingers lightly graced the soles of her silky soles with surprising speed. "SOOOOP AHA! NOO!"
Kendell's arms waved frantically as she dropped the top half of her robe which hung down below her silk tied belt, around her torso. The silky white robe now only covered her top half as her cute butt and shaven mound were caressed by the warm breeze. The blue haired girl also thrashed but, unlike Kendell, her wrists were bound and the gag muffled her tiny screams for mercy.
Both of the girls soft sensitive feet wiggled wildly from the tops of the beasts hands. There was nowhere to move their feet, and the creature did not tire, he just flicked his giant hands with great speed across every inch of their soles causing unwanted hysteria. Adding insult to injury the beast, it would appear, had been true to his word. The blue haired girl was becoming more and more ticklish as Kendell screamed for mercy, she thought it fortunate though that the same curse had not been reversed on her.
"You are most ticklish." The beast almost made it sound like a compliment as he ceased his attack on Kendell yet the muffled screams of the still tormented blue haired girl continued. "Tell me girl, where is your most ticklish spot?"
"I'm not telling you that!" Kendell squealed as she tried to push her robe back up over her butt and womanhood, oddly she was not out of breath nor had the blood rushed to her head as it would have in reality. "Let us go! I hate bein-"
"Silence." The beast demanded and with the greatest of ease tore Kendell's robe from her other wise naked body. "You will be tickled."
"OH! EEE STAAHAP! AHHA! HAHAHAHAH!" Kendell burst back into uncontrollable laughter as the beast once again scrambled his five skillful fingers over her precious bare feet. "WAHAHAH! NOHOOHOHO!"
Hanging three feet in the air with her naked body wildly flying from side to side Kendell could do nothing against the beasts intense attacks. The poor blondes large cushy breasts were hitting her in the chin and her hair freely followed her body as she laughed and laughed without any sign of mercy. The tears began as they always did, from the tickling, from the fear of more tickling.
The miniture girl was crying too, yet her laughter had grown hoarse and her thrashing was growing weaker as the her sensitivity increased. Unlike the blue haired girl, Kendell's energy did not die, as her soles grew a light shade of pink it seemed her stamina was endless. Kendell did not grow short of breath, she just continued to laugh as the beast sadistically continued the torture.
"You know..." Began the beast as he held Kendell up higher, lowering his head a little and looking her straight in her tear filled eyes. "...I think the Pink man would like you..."
"Wha...?" Kendell whimpered, still dazed but surprisingly no less energetic after the last several minutes. "...Pink maAAAAHHH"
Kendell screamed as she suddenly began to fall a lot father than she should have when the beast finally released her from his strong grip. The poor stark naked girl had not noticed but a large hole had opened beneath her, fortunatley after thrity meters or so Kendell was caught by her left ankle. Looking up with now clear vision she could see the blue sky at the top of the hole, looking down she could and endless drop. The walls were smooth, a light shade of silver and the thing that had caught her was a single hand. The hand was coming from the wall, as if it were a part of it. Having got her bearings Kendell could now happily panick.
"Oh-oh my god. D-don't drop me!" Kendell swung as the hand gripped like a vice around her ankle, it was unmoving, not even a twitch, her other leg hung freely. "Please...help me up...the beast, he dropped me."
Looking around frantically there appeared no obvious way out, and one hand hardly seemed useful. After a minute Kendell began to wonder, she tried lifting herself up to grab the hand but it was no use. The silver hand just sat there, its grip firm around her ankle. No blood went to her head as it should have, and the pinkness on her soles began to fade.
"Helloooo?" Kendell asked after several minutes wondering if help would ever arrive. "I can't...oh."
To the trapped nude girl's surprise a second hand began to mold out from the wall, just above the other. Its fingers stayed together and it almost seemed to have a snake like movement as if it were looking around. Kendell prayed it would help her but her stomch sunk when it spied her trapped bare sole and began to wiggle its five silver fingers towards her wiggling foot.
"Oh! Oh no don't do that!" Kendell pleaded as it sat only a half inch from her curling toes and scrunching sole that wrinkled with fearful anticipation. "Oh no help me out! Don't!"
The hand wasn't even touching the scared naked blonde, it simply sat there, wiggling its fingers in cruel torment. The anticipation was terrible, never knowing when she would once again be forced into uncontrollable fits of tortured laughter. Focusing souly on the teasing wiggling hand Kendell had compleltley forgotten about the mention of the Pink man, which surley could only be more trouble.
"WAHA! NOHOOOO!" Kendell screamed with surprise as the hand suddenly scrapped quickly around her sole causing the poor girl to kick her free leg and struggle wildly for freedom from the terrible tickling. "AHAH OH STOP STOP! HAHAHAHA!"
Even though Kendell hadn't told the beast when he asked, it didn't seem to matter, the creatures of this land seemed intent on tickling her most ticklish spot anyway. Being unnatrually ticklish everywhere was bad enough, but to actually have a most ticklish spot was just plain cruel. When touched on the creamy white arches or the balls of her feet it made the poor blonde insane, and heaven forbid anyone should ever tickle under her toes.
Time had no meaning when being tickled, it always seemed to last forever. Before long Kendell's sole was that lovley shade of pink once more, her face red and teary eyed and her tummy hurting from the unstoppable laughter. It went on, and it went on. The beast hadn't tickled her half this long, yet her screaming laughter never ceased and despite her aching sides, pleas for mercy and sweat covered body she never grew tired or out of breath.
"Oh...oh no don't!" Kendell cleared the tears from her eyes as she felt the tickling slow greatly, the hand was now walking from her heal, with two fingers as little legs towards the tips of her feet. "No please! God don't do it!"
The horrified girl knew exactley where the hand was going. There could only be one reason it would creep so slowly up her foot, it was heading for her precious precious toes. If this wicked fiend meant to tickle her could it simply not begin, did it have to be so suspenful and down right mean. The creeping slowed as it got closer with each step and then finally, the sleak silver hand stood to a stand still on the balls of her nervous foot.
"Ohh hoo...noo fuck nooo..." Kendell began to giggle a little between her sobs as she cried in fear of what was seemingly inevitable. "AHA! Stop iAHAHAHA! OOOHHNOOOOHOHOHO AHAHAH!"
Pretty white toes curled around evil silver fingers as Kendell's foot involuntarly wrinkled, trapping the probbing fingers in the wild blondes most hellish tickle spot. Kendell's foot flicked wildly in all directions but the hand simply went along for the ride. The first tickling sensations had only come from the hand's minor wigglings, but with her bare vunerable foot thrashing as it was Kendell was causing the rest of her own torment, a vicious cycle indeed.
Gleaming with sweat from the light at the top of the endless silver hole Kendell could do no more than hang there and take her undeserved punishment. On the odd occassion the hysterical girls eyes did open she could barley see through her teary eyes, so the thousands upon thousands of other identical hands that were now molding from the wall had gone completley unnoticed.
"...Wuhuhee...oh...oh no." Kendell froze with fear, her eyes wide when the hand finally stopped its torment. "HELP ME! HEEELP!"
Screaming as loud as possible, but still nowhere near that of when tickled, was no use. No help was coming and as Kendell kicked and screamed another hand reached out from the other side of the giant well and gripped her left ankle. The hand began to recline back to position, streching the helpless girls naked legs apart. Kendell's cries for help and mercy fell on deaf hands as another hand on each foot pressed lightly on the tips of her up turned toes, streching her feet and soles just to the brink of pain.
"Oh..ohno god...god don't do that! HEEEELP!" Kendell kicked and tried to free her ankles in desparate panick, she would rather fall than have her unmoveable feet touched. "Please...please don't...hhh...no."
With one hand holding each ankle and another streching either foot, six more hands appeared above her vunerable soles. While five hands now occupied each foot and Kendell kicked and screamed as if she were about to die, the other thousands of silver glove holders snaked curiously in their respective spots, just waiting for their turn.
"NYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE" Kendell screeched with an almost inhuman pitch, this time the hands were wasting no time. "AHAHAHAEEEHAHA! HAHAAOOOHAHA!"
All three hands that had momentarily wiggled above each trapped foot took a particular part. The one above her toes wiggled quickly and randomly, while the middle one quickly made a four fingered prodding type writer like motion on the balls of her feet. Just for variety, and to drive the cackling blonde completley insane the third and final hand on each foot scrapped slowly along her soft streched out arches.
To be tickled on her feet was maddening for poor Kendell. To be tickled by three hands at once was crazy. To be tickled by three hands at once on both feet while they were immoveable was just plain sadistic. To do all of this and tickle in different styles, unimaginable. However, in the land of ticklish torment, as in hell, there was no bottom floor which became ticklishly apparant, although unnoticed as the walls began to close in. The thousands of hands wiggled their fingers towards Kendell's unsuspecting squealing nudeness and her world began to grow black.
To be continued...
In reality Kendell was fast asleep, jittering along in the ambulance with her best friend and room mate Trish by her side. The sirens blarred as the box backed wagon zipped skillfully between traffic, the two paramedics on board more than curious as to there paitents bizzare predicament. In dream land however, things were a little different...
The long soft grass on the endless rolling hills swept lightly with a gentle breeze, and Kendell smiled as she brushed the palms of her hands on the jade green blades as she walked leisurley through over the hill. It was beautiful, the soft warm breeze and the lite blue sky made for a perfect day.
Wandering with ease along across the little mound like hills Kendell wore only a white silk bath robe, the sleeves baggy on her slender arms and the bottom hanging just below her marshmellow butt cheeks. A cheerful smile grew across her face as the young blonde looked around her, none of this seeming abnormal what with it being a dream.
"Hullo." A soft little voice suddenly grabbed Kendell's attention, yet seemingly came from nowhere.
"Hello? Is someone there?" Kendell walked slowly foward looking for the feminine sounding speaker. "I can't see you for the grass."
"I'm hiding." Piqued the tiny voice again. "Are you alooooone?"
"...Yes...its just us out here." Kendell replied after looking quickly around to see nothing but the endless rolling hills of long flowing grass.
"Hullo!" Came the owner of the voice, a small woman.
A very small woman, no more than a foot high. The curious young lady sported long bright blue hair that waved down onto what Kendell realised was her stark naked body. Perky breasts, well toned, and what would appear to be completley hairless, all accept her head. Propotionatly she was perfect, like a scaled down version of a very attractive nineteen year old.
"Who are you hiding from?" Kendell asked as she crouched down in front of the incredibly petit girl. "I see no one around."
"He is sneaky, he is." The miniture girl smiled as she quickly tapped Kendell on the tip of the nose with her index finger. "He will hide in the grass...then boo! He will get you."
"Who is he? This man? Does he harm you?" Kendell asked concerned for her new friend's saftey as she made her self comfortable, sitting cross legged amongst the grass.
"He is not allowed to hurt us silly." The small blue haired babe informed Kendell, all be it slowly, as she played with a blade of grass. "He is the four armed man."
"A man with for arms? Why must you hide?" Kendell grew curiouser and curiouser as she listened and watched the small girl who now used the tip of the grass to tease her own nipple.
"If you are ticklish you must hide...here he comes!" The girl was gone in the time it took Kendell to look up and back to her mysterious friend.
Where was this man? A tickling four armed man, how horrid. Kendell stood up, turning and looking all around but there appeared to be no one for miles. How could a man hide in this, there was nothing but space...unless of course he too were only a foot high, but then how much threat is foot high man even if he does have four arms?
"Oh my!" Kendell gasped as she turned once again and finally found the four armed man, and he was not the foot high extra limbed gentleman she had come to expect.
Standing before he was a least ten feet of pure muscle. This guy was ripped and it was easy to tell, he only wore a dark brown fur loin cloth. A nice tan, for a guy with large muscular arms coming out of his rib cage he wasn't terribly bad looking. Long dark hair and a strong jaw saw him tilt his head curiously at Kendell who took a step back with surprise as she saw what he was holding in his upper left arm.
With a thin piece of what appeared to be silk wrapped around her head and into her mouth acting as a gag, the small blue haired girl hung upside down being held by the ankles. Tiny bare feet poked out from the top of the monster's fist where, from the knees down hung the rest of the poor creatures tiny naked body. To make matters worse her hands were some how being restrained behind her back, although Kendell could not see how from this angle. The girls face was different too, not curiously cheerful as before, with the gag in her mouth she now appeared afraid and tearful.
"I do not know you. What is your name?" The tall half naked curiousity spoke in a deep bass like voice.
"I-I'm Kendell." Kendell hesistated a little, she could barley pry her eyes from the horrified look on the upside down girl's reddened face. "What-ahem-what are you doing with her?...she looks upset."
"She is mine." The quad armed fellow said matter of factly. "This is my place. They are all mine. I tickle them as I please."
"She...she doesn't seem to like that." Kendell was still fixated on the pleading look of the little ladies eyes. "M-maybe you should let her go."
"Let her go? HA! She belongs to me...you are here so you must belong to me too." The creature belowed as if nothing seemed even moraly corrupt about this situation and his sense of logic was becoming increasling nightmarish. "Tell me girl...are you tickled?"
"I-I am ticklish...but I do not like it." Kendell took another step back, the tall brute not taking his piercing eyes of her.
"You are to be tickled like the rest." Without letting go of the small woman the beast began to step foward.
Turning and running was all Kendell could do, that creature was far too massive for her to oppose. Rushing quickly through the long grass the panicking blonde could hear the large dictators thumping behind her as he pursued. Making some distance Kendell began to wonder exactley where she was running too, until she tripped. Climbing back to her feet as quickly as possible the robe clad beauty bolted once more, but she was to fall again, each time she made any more distance, the frightened young woman would trip. It was hopeless and before long, after another fall, Kendell felt the beasts large hand wrap around her slender shins.
"No! You beast let me go!" Kendell swung upside down in the large man's upper right hand as she struggled in vain for realise. "What? What are you doing?"
"Quiet. Here I make the rules." Boomed the demanding beast as he looked Kendell right in the eye, holding her high in the hair with ease, the robe only staying above her nether regions because she held it tight with her arms which fortunatley remained free. "I will tickle you both now...however, the more you laugh the more ticklish the blue haired one will become."
"No this is cru-wooah!" Kendell protested before suddenly being dropped and caught just as quickly by the beasts lower arm. "I demand you let us go!"
"Demand?!" Boomed the beast again, Kendell noticing he had also dropped the blue haired girl into his left lower arm. "I am the only one who makes the demands. Now girl, laugh!"
With both frightened woman hanging upside down in his lower arms, their bare feet poking out from the top of his fists, the beast could easily use his free upper hands to tickle as he pleased. Kendell squeaked loudly but then tried not to laugh, remembering what the beast had said. The more Kendell laughs, the more ticklish the blue haired girl would become, but woe be tied the poor blonde was just to damn ticklish.
"EEEHAHA! NOHOO!" Kendell screamed as the beasts five wiggling fingers lightly graced the soles of her silky soles with surprising speed. "SOOOOP AHA! NOO!"
Kendell's arms waved frantically as she dropped the top half of her robe which hung down below her silk tied belt, around her torso. The silky white robe now only covered her top half as her cute butt and shaven mound were caressed by the warm breeze. The blue haired girl also thrashed but, unlike Kendell, her wrists were bound and the gag muffled her tiny screams for mercy.
Both of the girls soft sensitive feet wiggled wildly from the tops of the beasts hands. There was nowhere to move their feet, and the creature did not tire, he just flicked his giant hands with great speed across every inch of their soles causing unwanted hysteria. Adding insult to injury the beast, it would appear, had been true to his word. The blue haired girl was becoming more and more ticklish as Kendell screamed for mercy, she thought it fortunate though that the same curse had not been reversed on her.
"You are most ticklish." The beast almost made it sound like a compliment as he ceased his attack on Kendell yet the muffled screams of the still tormented blue haired girl continued. "Tell me girl, where is your most ticklish spot?"
"I'm not telling you that!" Kendell squealed as she tried to push her robe back up over her butt and womanhood, oddly she was not out of breath nor had the blood rushed to her head as it would have in reality. "Let us go! I hate bein-"
"Silence." The beast demanded and with the greatest of ease tore Kendell's robe from her other wise naked body. "You will be tickled."
"OH! EEE STAAHAP! AHHA! HAHAHAHAH!" Kendell burst back into uncontrollable laughter as the beast once again scrambled his five skillful fingers over her precious bare feet. "WAHAHAH! NOHOOHOHO!"
Hanging three feet in the air with her naked body wildly flying from side to side Kendell could do nothing against the beasts intense attacks. The poor blondes large cushy breasts were hitting her in the chin and her hair freely followed her body as she laughed and laughed without any sign of mercy. The tears began as they always did, from the tickling, from the fear of more tickling.
The miniture girl was crying too, yet her laughter had grown hoarse and her thrashing was growing weaker as the her sensitivity increased. Unlike the blue haired girl, Kendell's energy did not die, as her soles grew a light shade of pink it seemed her stamina was endless. Kendell did not grow short of breath, she just continued to laugh as the beast sadistically continued the torture.
"You know..." Began the beast as he held Kendell up higher, lowering his head a little and looking her straight in her tear filled eyes. "...I think the Pink man would like you..."
"Wha...?" Kendell whimpered, still dazed but surprisingly no less energetic after the last several minutes. "...Pink maAAAAHHH"
Kendell screamed as she suddenly began to fall a lot father than she should have when the beast finally released her from his strong grip. The poor stark naked girl had not noticed but a large hole had opened beneath her, fortunatley after thrity meters or so Kendell was caught by her left ankle. Looking up with now clear vision she could see the blue sky at the top of the hole, looking down she could and endless drop. The walls were smooth, a light shade of silver and the thing that had caught her was a single hand. The hand was coming from the wall, as if it were a part of it. Having got her bearings Kendell could now happily panick.
"Oh-oh my god. D-don't drop me!" Kendell swung as the hand gripped like a vice around her ankle, it was unmoving, not even a twitch, her other leg hung freely. "Please...help me up...the beast, he dropped me."
Looking around frantically there appeared no obvious way out, and one hand hardly seemed useful. After a minute Kendell began to wonder, she tried lifting herself up to grab the hand but it was no use. The silver hand just sat there, its grip firm around her ankle. No blood went to her head as it should have, and the pinkness on her soles began to fade.
"Helloooo?" Kendell asked after several minutes wondering if help would ever arrive. "I can't...oh."
To the trapped nude girl's surprise a second hand began to mold out from the wall, just above the other. Its fingers stayed together and it almost seemed to have a snake like movement as if it were looking around. Kendell prayed it would help her but her stomch sunk when it spied her trapped bare sole and began to wiggle its five silver fingers towards her wiggling foot.
"Oh! Oh no don't do that!" Kendell pleaded as it sat only a half inch from her curling toes and scrunching sole that wrinkled with fearful anticipation. "Oh no help me out! Don't!"
The hand wasn't even touching the scared naked blonde, it simply sat there, wiggling its fingers in cruel torment. The anticipation was terrible, never knowing when she would once again be forced into uncontrollable fits of tortured laughter. Focusing souly on the teasing wiggling hand Kendell had compleltley forgotten about the mention of the Pink man, which surley could only be more trouble.
"WAHA! NOHOOOO!" Kendell screamed with surprise as the hand suddenly scrapped quickly around her sole causing the poor girl to kick her free leg and struggle wildly for freedom from the terrible tickling. "AHAH OH STOP STOP! HAHAHAHA!"
Even though Kendell hadn't told the beast when he asked, it didn't seem to matter, the creatures of this land seemed intent on tickling her most ticklish spot anyway. Being unnatrually ticklish everywhere was bad enough, but to actually have a most ticklish spot was just plain cruel. When touched on the creamy white arches or the balls of her feet it made the poor blonde insane, and heaven forbid anyone should ever tickle under her toes.
Time had no meaning when being tickled, it always seemed to last forever. Before long Kendell's sole was that lovley shade of pink once more, her face red and teary eyed and her tummy hurting from the unstoppable laughter. It went on, and it went on. The beast hadn't tickled her half this long, yet her screaming laughter never ceased and despite her aching sides, pleas for mercy and sweat covered body she never grew tired or out of breath.
"Oh...oh no don't!" Kendell cleared the tears from her eyes as she felt the tickling slow greatly, the hand was now walking from her heal, with two fingers as little legs towards the tips of her feet. "No please! God don't do it!"
The horrified girl knew exactley where the hand was going. There could only be one reason it would creep so slowly up her foot, it was heading for her precious precious toes. If this wicked fiend meant to tickle her could it simply not begin, did it have to be so suspenful and down right mean. The creeping slowed as it got closer with each step and then finally, the sleak silver hand stood to a stand still on the balls of her nervous foot.
"Ohh hoo...noo fuck nooo..." Kendell began to giggle a little between her sobs as she cried in fear of what was seemingly inevitable. "AHA! Stop iAHAHAHA! OOOHHNOOOOHOHOHO AHAHAH!"
Pretty white toes curled around evil silver fingers as Kendell's foot involuntarly wrinkled, trapping the probbing fingers in the wild blondes most hellish tickle spot. Kendell's foot flicked wildly in all directions but the hand simply went along for the ride. The first tickling sensations had only come from the hand's minor wigglings, but with her bare vunerable foot thrashing as it was Kendell was causing the rest of her own torment, a vicious cycle indeed.
Gleaming with sweat from the light at the top of the endless silver hole Kendell could do no more than hang there and take her undeserved punishment. On the odd occassion the hysterical girls eyes did open she could barley see through her teary eyes, so the thousands upon thousands of other identical hands that were now molding from the wall had gone completley unnoticed.
"...Wuhuhee...oh...oh no." Kendell froze with fear, her eyes wide when the hand finally stopped its torment. "HELP ME! HEEELP!"
Screaming as loud as possible, but still nowhere near that of when tickled, was no use. No help was coming and as Kendell kicked and screamed another hand reached out from the other side of the giant well and gripped her left ankle. The hand began to recline back to position, streching the helpless girls naked legs apart. Kendell's cries for help and mercy fell on deaf hands as another hand on each foot pressed lightly on the tips of her up turned toes, streching her feet and soles just to the brink of pain.
"Oh..ohno god...god don't do that! HEEEELP!" Kendell kicked and tried to free her ankles in desparate panick, she would rather fall than have her unmoveable feet touched. "Please...please don't...hhh...no."
With one hand holding each ankle and another streching either foot, six more hands appeared above her vunerable soles. While five hands now occupied each foot and Kendell kicked and screamed as if she were about to die, the other thousands of silver glove holders snaked curiously in their respective spots, just waiting for their turn.
"NYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE" Kendell screeched with an almost inhuman pitch, this time the hands were wasting no time. "AHAHAHAEEEHAHA! HAHAAOOOHAHA!"
All three hands that had momentarily wiggled above each trapped foot took a particular part. The one above her toes wiggled quickly and randomly, while the middle one quickly made a four fingered prodding type writer like motion on the balls of her feet. Just for variety, and to drive the cackling blonde completley insane the third and final hand on each foot scrapped slowly along her soft streched out arches.
To be tickled on her feet was maddening for poor Kendell. To be tickled by three hands at once was crazy. To be tickled by three hands at once on both feet while they were immoveable was just plain sadistic. To do all of this and tickle in different styles, unimaginable. However, in the land of ticklish torment, as in hell, there was no bottom floor which became ticklishly apparant, although unnoticed as the walls began to close in. The thousands of hands wiggled their fingers towards Kendell's unsuspecting squealing nudeness and her world began to grow black.
To be continued...
