GemWolf1
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If sexual tickling offends you, please do not read.
Planet K-9 Cross, on the far side of the Milky Way galaxy was once home to a large population of man-like animals (They had/have similar body structure to humans). The dominant species, the Canines, protected the planet by any means necessary. The planet remained peaceful and was abundant in all kinds of life. A place they all called home.
Until tragedy struck – while doing maintenance on one of their many chemical warheads (a new weapon to fend off any intruder), a leak in the main gas line caused a spark, triggering each and every chemical warhead to explode on the spot. The result was more powerful than a nuclear bomb, wiping out most of the planet in its wake.
The ones that made it to the bomb shelter in time (80 out of millions) had to remain there for years while the chemicals in the air settled.
Now, 50 years later, their time has come to enter their new world. Will it be the same?
Opening the hatch to the underground shelter, Dig peers through the opening to make sure it is safe.
Dig, a Canine, is the leader of the survivors. His mother and father got into the shelter in the nick of time. Dig was born 30 years after the disaster. During his time underground, Dig’s father was the leading Canine of the group, until time caught up with him and age set it quickly. Realising his upcoming fate, he taught Dig how to be a true leader and take his place.
“Be careful babe” came a worried feminine voice. It was Trixie, his mate (girlfriend).
Dig looks down at his worried mate and gives a comforting smile.
“All of you stay here until I know that it is safe out there” Dig orders. Then, lifting up the hatch all the way, he pulls himself out and reseals the hatch.
Blinking at the blinding sunlight, Dig tries to focus. He has not seen sunlight before. Finally, he is able to see. Standing up straight, he takes a deep, long breath in. His thick, muscular, white and fury chest heaves in and then out. The wind gently blows in his grey fur across his back and tail. Wearing only army shorts, he enjoys the air flowing over his body.
Feeling the ground beneath him, Dig spreads his toes and allows the grass to gently tickle his pads.
Walking around, Dig explores the new surroundings in awe. Nothing was how it used to be before the accident 50 years ago.
Thanks to computers in the shelter, Dig learned about how the planet used to look, including all the different plants and animal species. However, what he is seeing now looks nothing like what he saw on the computers at all. Tall, weird and ugly looking plants grew out of the ground. So tall in fact, that the top of some plants were not visible at all! There was no sign of animal life anywhere. “Oh no” Dig thinks out aloud, “where are the trees?”
Plant life has regrown, but not the trees. Looking around him, Dig notices that some of the plants are moving. Not by the wind, by themselves!! “OK, that’s a bit freaky!” he exclaims. Dig starts to back up slowly. Suddenly a fern type plant reaches out and tries to grab him. “aaagghhh oh my god” he screams and jumps back. The plant missed. Terrified, Dig runs for his life. He runs through shrubs, through long grass and thick muddy bogs.
Desperately searching for the hatch to the underground shelter, realisation set in that he was hopelessly lost.
In his panic, Dig fails to notice the cliff in front of him, and he runs clean of the edge. “AAAGGGGGHH” he screams as he falls. A lone branch sticking out of the cliff was his saviour. Grabbing onto it, Dig is safe, but stuck. Hanging there with no way of getting down. “Ahhh shit!!” he cursed.
Looking around, he realises he is in a type of canyon, with cliff walls on either side. “I’ve been out here about 20 minutes and I hate this place already” He thought to himself. The strange plants must be a result of the chemicals that lingered in the air all those years. The disaster has created monster plants!
Suddenly, there was a tug on his tail. Looking down, Dig sees a thick, strong vine that has curled itself around his tail. The vine tugs and pulls in an attempt to get Dig into its clutches. “GAHH”, Dig holds on to the branch for dear life. No way was this vine getting him down, not a chance. Dig is a strong Canine and he too can put up a decent fight. Just then, two more vines came up from the depths and wiggled in front of him. “Aww hell, now what do ya want?” Dig spat.
The vines edge closer to his exposed arm pits. “Oh no no no, not that!” he begged.
Ignoring his pleas, the tips of the vines attacked his pits and tickled and tickled and ticked the helpless Canine leader.
“AAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHANOOOOONONONOHAHAHAHAHEHEHEHESTTTAAARRRPPHEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHAHA”
The tickling continued in both his pits while the vine on his tail continued to pull and tug. “HEHEHEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHAHAHAHA I...HAHAHA ..I ..CAN’T HEHEHEHE... HOLD ON ... HAHAHAHA ..MUCH LONGER... HAHAHAHAHA”
The vines wiggle inside his pits, stroking and caressing gently to cause a very ticklish sensation. “HEHEHEHENOOOOOOOOOOOO” Dig screams as he feels his grip on the branch beginning to slip. With one large final tug on his tail by the thick vine, Dig is pulled from the branch and into the embrace of the plant.
As he is pulled down into the depth of the canyon, more and more vines wrap around him. Vines wrap around his wrists, his ankles and his midsection. “NOOOOOOOOOO LET ME GO, LET ME GO!!” Dig struggles in his captors grasp but to no avail. Held in mid air by the vines, he was pull taunt in a ‘star fish’ like position.
Four small thin vines wrap around the toes on his left foot and pull tight, spreading his toes apart. A fifth one started to tickle his sole, his pads and in-between his toes. “Hehehehehehehehehehe nooo cut it out hehehehehehehehehehehehehehahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha it t-t-ticklessssssshehehehehahaheheheh” Dig bucks and struggles but he is going nowhere. Four more of the small vines wrap around the toes on his right foot and again, a fifth one gives a tickle assault all over his sole, pads and toes.
Dig screams with ticklish anguish as both his feet and toes are attacked by relentless tickle vines. Tears streaming down his face and gasping for breath, the screaming and laughing Canine is helpless. “HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHOOOOWWWLLLLHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHANOOOOOHAHAHAHAHAHEHEHEHEHESTOPHEHEHEHEHEHEHEPLLLEEEEEASEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE”.
After 10 minutes, the tickling finally stops. Panting and gasping, Dig feels relieved.
It didn’t last long. Vines of different sizes came from every direction and Dig found himself covered from head to toe in over 20 vines. They began to tickle his pits, his ribs, his chest, his belly, his knees and his feet.
Dig went into a frenzy. “HOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWLLL HAHAHAHHEHEHEHEHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHANOOONOOOOOHAHAHAHANOOOOOHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHFUCKNOOOOOHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHNOOONONONOHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA”
Shaking his head is all he can do to defend himself from the tickling madness.
“HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHEHEHEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHSOMEONEHAHAHAHAHAHHELPMEEEEEEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAITHAHAHAHTICKLESSSSSSHEHEHEHEHTOOOOOMUUUUCHHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHAHAHAHEHEHE”
As suddenly as it began, the tickling stops and Dig is once again left panting and gasping for breath.
As if the vines could sense his fear, they began to gently massage Dig’s body. His shoulders, his back, his chest and feet are all getting a wonderful rub and he starts to relax and enjoy the feeling. “Mmmmmmmmmmyeahh” Dig coos as he submits to the wonderful touch.
A feeling of embarrassment washes over him as he feels a tingling in his groin. The massage is actually turning him on. “Fuck this is messed up” Dig whispers to himself.
A vine came over to his bulging shorts and hovered over the area. “How the hell did it know I am getting hard? Does it have eyes or something?” Dig yelled out loud.
Still receiving his body massage from the vines, Dig watches in horror as the ‘curious’ vine starts to gently fondle his hardening cock through his shorts.
“Heheheooooohhhhhhfuuuckofffffyoudirtyaaahhhhhhhmmmmmohhh” Dig fell into a moment of pure pleasure. His cock getting harder and harder with each gentle, tickly stroke. Suddenly...’RIP!!’ His cock got so hard that it tore right through his briefs and shorts. Now in the open and vulnerable, Dig’s hard cock is a sitting target.
The massaging stops and the vines hover over him, wiggling. It looks as though they are thinking about what to do. Dig looks up at them. He is so turned on and so freaked out. Still unable to move, all he can do is wait...wait for next attack.
A single vine floats down, and tickles his belly in a circular motion. “hehehehehehehehehehehehehe” Dig giggles at the ticklish sensation. Another vine starts to tickle his back. “hehehehahahahahahahahahahehehehehahahaha”. His cock starts to throb as blood rushes through it. A tiny bit of pre-cum oozes out.
More vines begin to tickle his feet and the back of his knees.
“WAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” Dig laughs hysterically, his cock standing to attention.
The vines seem intrigued by this appendage. Six vines gather around his cock, and start to gently tickle it all over. “HOOOOWWWLLLLLLLLHOOOOOOWWWLLLLLHOOOOWWWWLLLLHEHHEHEHEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHOOOOOWWWLLLHEHEHEHEHEHAHAHAHEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHOHHHHHHHYEEEESSSSSHOOOOOWWWLLLLHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHAHA MORE MORE HEHEHEHEHAHAHAHHAHOOOOOWWWLLLLL” Dig screams, laughs, howls and begs. What shocks Dig the most is him begging for more instead of begging for mercy. He is hating this, and loving it at the same time.
Dig is suddenly lifted up. The vines on his wrists release and he is flipped over to face the ground below. A large vine wraps around the length of his body, pinning his arms by his side. His feet and cock are all that is poking out. “Oh no what now?” Dig asks as if expecting an answer.
The large vine starts to lower, getting closer to ground and stopping about 30 centimetres from the soil. Dig struggles to get loose but it is no use.
Then, rising out of the soil came hundreds of tiny, young looking vines all wiggling about. As they rise up, they aim for the Canine’s member. To help them out, the large vine lowers Dig even more. Suddenly, his cock and the young vines meet and they instantly start to tickle it. His cock head is literally covered in the tiny vines and his shaft and balls are being tortured beyond belief.
“HOOOOOOOWWLLLLHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWLLLLHAHAHAHAHAHEHEHEHEHOHHHHHOHHHHOHHHHEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHOHOHOHOHHHEHEHEHEHEHEHAAAAAAHAHAHAHEHEHEHEHEHEEEEEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHOOOOOWWWWLLLLL”
One of the tiny vines finds its way into the eye of his cock, and stretches all the way up inside him. It wiggles and tickles the inside of his cock with such skill.
“YELP!!WAAAAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHEHEHEHEHEHEHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL!!!!!” The feeling inside Dig’s cock is just incredible. Never in his life has he felt such wonderful, ticklish, orgasmic pleasure. An orgasm so strong starts to build and build and rise and rise. “HEHEHEHEHEHEYESSSSSYESSSSSYESSSSSFUUUCKKKYESSSSHEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHEHEHEHEHE TICKLE IT TICKLE IT MORE HEHHEHEHEHEHEH HURRY HEHEHEHEHEHPLLLLLEEEAAASSSEEEYESSSSSHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE HOOOOOOOOOWWWW.............” then everything stops, right before his orgasm can release.
“NOOOOOOOOOOO” Dig sobs. All of the tiny vines retreat back underground except the one that is inside his pee hole. It sits in there, very still. From above, two large vines come down and start to tickle Dig’s toes. “hehehehehehehehehehahahanoooonooohehehehehehehehe it tickleshehehehehehehehehehehehhahahahahahahahahahahahahahehehehahahahehehehehehahahahahehehehahahaha”.
Another large vine swings under and tickles the shaft of his cock, so lightly. “hehehehehehe OHMYGODhehehehehehehehehehe that...heheheheheheh...tickles..hehehehe....so much ....hehehehehehe...but...hehehehehehhahah...it feels....hehehehehehahahah...soooooooooooo gooooooooooood....hehehehehehahahahahhahehehehehehahahahaohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhmmmmmmmhehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe....my....heheheh..shaft...hehehehehehehehe....its...heheheheheh...ticklish...hehehehehehehehehehehehahahahahahahaha”. During his tickle pleasure, Dig’s tail had managed to poke out of the vines grasp at some point, and is now wagging happily as he enjoys himself in the weirdest experience of his life.
The tickling of his feet stops, but his shaft is still being tickled and stroked. “Ohhhhh....ahhhhhhhhhhahahahahahahaha”
The tiny young vine inside his cock starts to slowly stroke his insides in a teasing, ticklish fashion.
Dig is now drooling from his mouth as a warm tickly sensation fills his entire body.
“ahhhhahhhhahhhhhhahhhhhhhahhhhhhhhhhohhhhhhh hehehehehehahahahaha aaahhhhhhaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh”
An orgasm like no other starts to build, starting in his balls. A small vine gives his balls a light tickle to increase the sensation even more.
Dig shuts his eyes tight, straightens his tail, lifts his head up as far as he can and howls like he has never howled before. His orgasm hits him like a tone of feathers.
“HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHA”
His seed covers the soil for meters
Never had an orgasm tickled like that before.
Panting and barely conscious, Dig is lowered gently to the ground and released.
He curls up on the spot and falls asleep.
Hours later, he opens his eyes. It is late evening, and the tall vines are towering over him. One floats down, and gives his tummy a rub. Like a puppy, Dig melts at the touch and wags his tail. He doesn’t want to leave these plants. He has a lust for them like no other.
It’s obvious that his kind are no longer the dominant species of this planet, but he doesn’t care. Dig wants to be their pet forever. He wants them to play with him and hold him tight.
Looking around, he sees the largest blades of grass ever imagined. Picking a blade, he dips his claw into some mud and starts to write a note:
[Dear Trixie, everything is fine out here, it is safe. Let everyone out so that they can start their new lives. I have found you and me a home. Follow the vine that gives you this note and I will be waiting for you. Dig xx
P.S. The vine won’t bite, but it may tickle]
He gave the note to the longest vine in the canyon. “Can you find a metal hatch and give the Canines inside this note?”
The head of the vine scooped up the note, and slithered out of sight.
Dig lies down in a bundle of the vines that have knotted themselves together. It worked just like a comfy hammock. His arms behind his head, Dig lets out a long happy sigh. Two vines curl around to meet him, and start gently tickling the pads on his feet. Wiggling his toes, Dig giggles happily and enjoys the sensation while he waits for his lover, Trixie to join him.
How wonderful it will be to be tickled with Trixie. Dig knows - she is super ticklish.
TO BE CONTINUED...
(I am working on a drawing to go with this story. Once its complete I will post it on the Tickling Art thread. - TickleDyke xx)
Planet K-9 Cross, on the far side of the Milky Way galaxy was once home to a large population of man-like animals (They had/have similar body structure to humans). The dominant species, the Canines, protected the planet by any means necessary. The planet remained peaceful and was abundant in all kinds of life. A place they all called home.
Until tragedy struck – while doing maintenance on one of their many chemical warheads (a new weapon to fend off any intruder), a leak in the main gas line caused a spark, triggering each and every chemical warhead to explode on the spot. The result was more powerful than a nuclear bomb, wiping out most of the planet in its wake.
The ones that made it to the bomb shelter in time (80 out of millions) had to remain there for years while the chemicals in the air settled.
Now, 50 years later, their time has come to enter their new world. Will it be the same?
Opening the hatch to the underground shelter, Dig peers through the opening to make sure it is safe.
Dig, a Canine, is the leader of the survivors. His mother and father got into the shelter in the nick of time. Dig was born 30 years after the disaster. During his time underground, Dig’s father was the leading Canine of the group, until time caught up with him and age set it quickly. Realising his upcoming fate, he taught Dig how to be a true leader and take his place.
“Be careful babe” came a worried feminine voice. It was Trixie, his mate (girlfriend).
Dig looks down at his worried mate and gives a comforting smile.
“All of you stay here until I know that it is safe out there” Dig orders. Then, lifting up the hatch all the way, he pulls himself out and reseals the hatch.
Blinking at the blinding sunlight, Dig tries to focus. He has not seen sunlight before. Finally, he is able to see. Standing up straight, he takes a deep, long breath in. His thick, muscular, white and fury chest heaves in and then out. The wind gently blows in his grey fur across his back and tail. Wearing only army shorts, he enjoys the air flowing over his body.
Feeling the ground beneath him, Dig spreads his toes and allows the grass to gently tickle his pads.
Walking around, Dig explores the new surroundings in awe. Nothing was how it used to be before the accident 50 years ago.
Thanks to computers in the shelter, Dig learned about how the planet used to look, including all the different plants and animal species. However, what he is seeing now looks nothing like what he saw on the computers at all. Tall, weird and ugly looking plants grew out of the ground. So tall in fact, that the top of some plants were not visible at all! There was no sign of animal life anywhere. “Oh no” Dig thinks out aloud, “where are the trees?”
Plant life has regrown, but not the trees. Looking around him, Dig notices that some of the plants are moving. Not by the wind, by themselves!! “OK, that’s a bit freaky!” he exclaims. Dig starts to back up slowly. Suddenly a fern type plant reaches out and tries to grab him. “aaagghhh oh my god” he screams and jumps back. The plant missed. Terrified, Dig runs for his life. He runs through shrubs, through long grass and thick muddy bogs.
Desperately searching for the hatch to the underground shelter, realisation set in that he was hopelessly lost.
In his panic, Dig fails to notice the cliff in front of him, and he runs clean of the edge. “AAAGGGGGHH” he screams as he falls. A lone branch sticking out of the cliff was his saviour. Grabbing onto it, Dig is safe, but stuck. Hanging there with no way of getting down. “Ahhh shit!!” he cursed.
Looking around, he realises he is in a type of canyon, with cliff walls on either side. “I’ve been out here about 20 minutes and I hate this place already” He thought to himself. The strange plants must be a result of the chemicals that lingered in the air all those years. The disaster has created monster plants!
Suddenly, there was a tug on his tail. Looking down, Dig sees a thick, strong vine that has curled itself around his tail. The vine tugs and pulls in an attempt to get Dig into its clutches. “GAHH”, Dig holds on to the branch for dear life. No way was this vine getting him down, not a chance. Dig is a strong Canine and he too can put up a decent fight. Just then, two more vines came up from the depths and wiggled in front of him. “Aww hell, now what do ya want?” Dig spat.
The vines edge closer to his exposed arm pits. “Oh no no no, not that!” he begged.
Ignoring his pleas, the tips of the vines attacked his pits and tickled and tickled and ticked the helpless Canine leader.
“AAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHANOOOOONONONOHAHAHAHAHEHEHEHESTTTAAARRRPPHEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHAHA”
The tickling continued in both his pits while the vine on his tail continued to pull and tug. “HEHEHEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHAHAHAHA I...HAHAHA ..I ..CAN’T HEHEHEHE... HOLD ON ... HAHAHAHA ..MUCH LONGER... HAHAHAHAHA”
The vines wiggle inside his pits, stroking and caressing gently to cause a very ticklish sensation. “HEHEHEHENOOOOOOOOOOOO” Dig screams as he feels his grip on the branch beginning to slip. With one large final tug on his tail by the thick vine, Dig is pulled from the branch and into the embrace of the plant.
As he is pulled down into the depth of the canyon, more and more vines wrap around him. Vines wrap around his wrists, his ankles and his midsection. “NOOOOOOOOOO LET ME GO, LET ME GO!!” Dig struggles in his captors grasp but to no avail. Held in mid air by the vines, he was pull taunt in a ‘star fish’ like position.
Four small thin vines wrap around the toes on his left foot and pull tight, spreading his toes apart. A fifth one started to tickle his sole, his pads and in-between his toes. “Hehehehehehehehehehe nooo cut it out hehehehehehehehehehehehehehahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha it t-t-ticklessssssshehehehehahaheheheh” Dig bucks and struggles but he is going nowhere. Four more of the small vines wrap around the toes on his right foot and again, a fifth one gives a tickle assault all over his sole, pads and toes.
Dig screams with ticklish anguish as both his feet and toes are attacked by relentless tickle vines. Tears streaming down his face and gasping for breath, the screaming and laughing Canine is helpless. “HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHOOOOWWWLLLLHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHANOOOOOHAHAHAHAHAHEHEHEHEHESTOPHEHEHEHEHEHEHEPLLLEEEEEASEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE”.
After 10 minutes, the tickling finally stops. Panting and gasping, Dig feels relieved.
It didn’t last long. Vines of different sizes came from every direction and Dig found himself covered from head to toe in over 20 vines. They began to tickle his pits, his ribs, his chest, his belly, his knees and his feet.
Dig went into a frenzy. “HOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWLLL HAHAHAHHEHEHEHEHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHANOOONOOOOOHAHAHAHANOOOOOHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHFUCKNOOOOOHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHNOOONONONOHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA”
Shaking his head is all he can do to defend himself from the tickling madness.
“HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHEHEHEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHSOMEONEHAHAHAHAHAHHELPMEEEEEEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAITHAHAHAHTICKLESSSSSSHEHEHEHEHTOOOOOMUUUUCHHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHAHAHAHEHEHE”
As suddenly as it began, the tickling stops and Dig is once again left panting and gasping for breath.
As if the vines could sense his fear, they began to gently massage Dig’s body. His shoulders, his back, his chest and feet are all getting a wonderful rub and he starts to relax and enjoy the feeling. “Mmmmmmmmmmyeahh” Dig coos as he submits to the wonderful touch.
A feeling of embarrassment washes over him as he feels a tingling in his groin. The massage is actually turning him on. “Fuck this is messed up” Dig whispers to himself.
A vine came over to his bulging shorts and hovered over the area. “How the hell did it know I am getting hard? Does it have eyes or something?” Dig yelled out loud.
Still receiving his body massage from the vines, Dig watches in horror as the ‘curious’ vine starts to gently fondle his hardening cock through his shorts.
“Heheheooooohhhhhhfuuuckofffffyoudirtyaaahhhhhhhmmmmmohhh” Dig fell into a moment of pure pleasure. His cock getting harder and harder with each gentle, tickly stroke. Suddenly...’RIP!!’ His cock got so hard that it tore right through his briefs and shorts. Now in the open and vulnerable, Dig’s hard cock is a sitting target.
The massaging stops and the vines hover over him, wiggling. It looks as though they are thinking about what to do. Dig looks up at them. He is so turned on and so freaked out. Still unable to move, all he can do is wait...wait for next attack.
A single vine floats down, and tickles his belly in a circular motion. “hehehehehehehehehehehehehe” Dig giggles at the ticklish sensation. Another vine starts to tickle his back. “hehehehahahahahahahahahahehehehehahahaha”. His cock starts to throb as blood rushes through it. A tiny bit of pre-cum oozes out.
More vines begin to tickle his feet and the back of his knees.
“WAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” Dig laughs hysterically, his cock standing to attention.
The vines seem intrigued by this appendage. Six vines gather around his cock, and start to gently tickle it all over. “HOOOOWWWLLLLLLLLHOOOOOOWWWLLLLLHOOOOWWWWLLLLHEHHEHEHEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHOOOOOWWWLLLHEHEHEHEHEHAHAHAHEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHOHHHHHHHYEEEESSSSSHOOOOOWWWLLLLHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHAHA MORE MORE HEHEHEHEHAHAHAHHAHOOOOOWWWLLLLL” Dig screams, laughs, howls and begs. What shocks Dig the most is him begging for more instead of begging for mercy. He is hating this, and loving it at the same time.
Dig is suddenly lifted up. The vines on his wrists release and he is flipped over to face the ground below. A large vine wraps around the length of his body, pinning his arms by his side. His feet and cock are all that is poking out. “Oh no what now?” Dig asks as if expecting an answer.
The large vine starts to lower, getting closer to ground and stopping about 30 centimetres from the soil. Dig struggles to get loose but it is no use.
Then, rising out of the soil came hundreds of tiny, young looking vines all wiggling about. As they rise up, they aim for the Canine’s member. To help them out, the large vine lowers Dig even more. Suddenly, his cock and the young vines meet and they instantly start to tickle it. His cock head is literally covered in the tiny vines and his shaft and balls are being tortured beyond belief.
“HOOOOOOOWWLLLLHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWLLLLHAHAHAHAHAHEHEHEHEHOHHHHHOHHHHOHHHHEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHOHOHOHOHHHEHEHEHEHEHEHAAAAAAHAHAHAHEHEHEHEHEHEEEEEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHOOOOOWWWWLLLLL”
One of the tiny vines finds its way into the eye of his cock, and stretches all the way up inside him. It wiggles and tickles the inside of his cock with such skill.
“YELP!!WAAAAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHEHEHEHEHEHEHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL!!!!!” The feeling inside Dig’s cock is just incredible. Never in his life has he felt such wonderful, ticklish, orgasmic pleasure. An orgasm so strong starts to build and build and rise and rise. “HEHEHEHEHEHEYESSSSSYESSSSSYESSSSSFUUUCKKKYESSSSHEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHEHEHEHEHE TICKLE IT TICKLE IT MORE HEHHEHEHEHEHEH HURRY HEHEHEHEHEHPLLLLLEEEAAASSSEEEYESSSSSHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE HOOOOOOOOOWWWW.............” then everything stops, right before his orgasm can release.
“NOOOOOOOOOOO” Dig sobs. All of the tiny vines retreat back underground except the one that is inside his pee hole. It sits in there, very still. From above, two large vines come down and start to tickle Dig’s toes. “hehehehehehehehehehahahanoooonooohehehehehehehehe it tickleshehehehehehehehehehehehhahahahahahahahahahahahahahehehehahahahehehehehehahahahahehehehahahaha”.
Another large vine swings under and tickles the shaft of his cock, so lightly. “hehehehehehe OHMYGODhehehehehehehehehehe that...heheheheheheh...tickles..hehehehe....so much ....hehehehehehe...but...hehehehehehhahah...it feels....hehehehehehahahah...soooooooooooo gooooooooooood....hehehehehehahahahahhahehehehehehahahahaohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhmmmmmmmhehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe....my....heheheh..shaft...hehehehehehehehe....its...heheheheheh...ticklish...hehehehehehehehehehehehahahahahahahaha”. During his tickle pleasure, Dig’s tail had managed to poke out of the vines grasp at some point, and is now wagging happily as he enjoys himself in the weirdest experience of his life.
The tickling of his feet stops, but his shaft is still being tickled and stroked. “Ohhhhh....ahhhhhhhhhhahahahahahahaha”
The tiny young vine inside his cock starts to slowly stroke his insides in a teasing, ticklish fashion.
Dig is now drooling from his mouth as a warm tickly sensation fills his entire body.
“ahhhhahhhhahhhhhhahhhhhhhahhhhhhhhhhohhhhhhh hehehehehehahahahaha aaahhhhhhaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh”
An orgasm like no other starts to build, starting in his balls. A small vine gives his balls a light tickle to increase the sensation even more.
Dig shuts his eyes tight, straightens his tail, lifts his head up as far as he can and howls like he has never howled before. His orgasm hits him like a tone of feathers.
“HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHA”
His seed covers the soil for meters
Never had an orgasm tickled like that before.
Panting and barely conscious, Dig is lowered gently to the ground and released.
He curls up on the spot and falls asleep.
Hours later, he opens his eyes. It is late evening, and the tall vines are towering over him. One floats down, and gives his tummy a rub. Like a puppy, Dig melts at the touch and wags his tail. He doesn’t want to leave these plants. He has a lust for them like no other.
It’s obvious that his kind are no longer the dominant species of this planet, but he doesn’t care. Dig wants to be their pet forever. He wants them to play with him and hold him tight.
Looking around, he sees the largest blades of grass ever imagined. Picking a blade, he dips his claw into some mud and starts to write a note:
[Dear Trixie, everything is fine out here, it is safe. Let everyone out so that they can start their new lives. I have found you and me a home. Follow the vine that gives you this note and I will be waiting for you. Dig xx
P.S. The vine won’t bite, but it may tickle]
He gave the note to the longest vine in the canyon. “Can you find a metal hatch and give the Canines inside this note?”
The head of the vine scooped up the note, and slithered out of sight.
Dig lies down in a bundle of the vines that have knotted themselves together. It worked just like a comfy hammock. His arms behind his head, Dig lets out a long happy sigh. Two vines curl around to meet him, and start gently tickling the pads on his feet. Wiggling his toes, Dig giggles happily and enjoys the sensation while he waits for his lover, Trixie to join him.
How wonderful it will be to be tickled with Trixie. Dig knows - she is super ticklish.
TO BE CONTINUED...
(I am working on a drawing to go with this story. Once its complete I will post it on the Tickling Art thread. - TickleDyke xx)
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