TICKLE HELL!!!
Part 3
By Lurch7
After Shelia saw Susan Smith off on her eternity of ticklish damnation, (the deviant child murderer just condemned to an eternity of vellication,) she decided to keep her appointment with her friend Ashley. They were supposed to get together a few minutes ago to tickle torture her high school rival, Sharon Peters. Shelia hoped Ashley wouldn't be too mad at her for being late, but she had a good reason, thought Shelia as she remembered fondly of Susan Smith's agonized shrieks of laughter and pleas for mercy.
Shelia strolled casually through the Tickle Weed Territory of Tickle Hell where thousands of women were wrestled and tickled by those evil tickle weeds, sometimes held up several stories in the air. One would not be able to stand their agony if one were not a tickle sadist, as Shelia liked to call herself.
Here and there, Shelia stopped to watch the ticklish hell those gorgeous women were going through. One had a giant weed wrapped around her middle while several tiny weeds were waving around and tickling the soles of her thrashing feet Another had her ankles and wrists tied together and was being hung from Tickle Hell's ceiling while a few Tickle Weeds stroked her voluptuous ass. Still another was being held in the traditional spread-eagled position as tickle weeds tickled every square inch of her sexy body while she thrashed in ticklish agony.
Shelia smiled as their laughter filled her ears. It was music, pure, sweet music.
It was not long before Shelia arrived at the Mansion of the Tickle Pixies, where Sharon was doing time in. Seeing Shelia with her white lingere, wings, and halo that identified her as a privileged citizen of Heaven, the pixies at the entrance swirled around her shouting:
"Hello, hello, how are you? Shelia feel good? Pixies happy if Shelia feel good."
Shelia laughed and danced with them as they flew through the air. These pixies were such angelic creatures. It was hard to believe when one saw them that they were the most efficient tickle torturers in Tickle Hell. Their little fingers were capable of stimulating every tickle nerve on a woman's body to its utmost capacity, causing almost infinite tickle, much to the distress of their many victims.
The pixies graciously pulled open the curtain and allowed Shelia entrance to their ticklish abode.
The Pixie Tickle Mansion was made up of many interconnecting bedrooms, each with a woman or two that was tickled mercilessly by the pixies. The first bedroom she entered had a gorgeous red-head tied spread eagled to a double bed as perhaps two dozen pixies tickled the nooks and crannies of her voluptuous body. Her face was flushed red and streaked with tears of agonized tickle torment as her muscles strained at her bonds.
HEHHEHHEHHEHHEHHEHHEHHEHHEHHHEHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA (GASP) AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
Suddenly, she started bucking and kicking in an agonized ticklish rage yelling:
GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH (GASP) STOP! STOP! STOOOOOOOOOOOOOOP! AH HA AH HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
Poor girl, thought Shelia without really meaning it, she must have been dealing with this torment for years. Ah, the agonies the damned must endure. Shelia shook her head with a smile on her face.
Then, Shelia's favorite pixie flew up in front of her.
"Hello! Hello! is powderpuff! powderpuff happy to see Shelia again!"
Shelia gasped in mock surprise. "Well hi, sweetie! (gasp) Well aren't you cute today!"
Powderpuff covered her mouth in a suppressed giggle. Then she got a bright eyed, bushy-tailed look on her face as if she just got a fantastic idea.
"shelia want tickle si-tee? Pixies leave if shelia want tickle."
Shelia looked at the front of the bed where a sign hung that said:
SITEE TIKLE
That must have been pixie spelling for Sidney tickle. " So that's who's being tickled, huh?" Shelia said over Sidney's screams of laughter.
Powderpuff furiously nodded her head, "uh-huh! uh-huh! see? si-tee tickled? si-tee sexy tickled? shelia tickle si-tee, o.k?"
"Oooooohh, I'd love to, honey, but I have another appointment."
"ooooooooohhhhhhh (sob)" Powderpuff put on her sad and forlorn look with those Bambi eyes that Shelia almost never could resist.
"Oh, honey, don't be upset. Shelia tickle "si-tee" later, O.K?"
Powderpuff immediately brightened up. "o.k." Then flew back to tickling Sidney's toesys.
With that, Shelia left the room and Sidney's agonized shrieks and howls of tickle torment.
Shelia wandered around the Tickle Pixie Mansion looking for Ashley and Sharon. Each room she checked was filled with maniacal squeals of agonized laughter from women tied in a variety of positions while tickled by those adorable little pixies. One girl she saw was tied to a crossbar in a standing position as she squirmed and giggled as about a dozen pixies buzzed around her, tickling her soft smooth body.
Aroused, Shelia was tempted to stay and add to this blond beauty's torment, and perhaps fuck her, but no. She made a promise to Ashley to help tickle torture Sharon and she was late enough as it was.
After searching many rooms, Shelia finally found the one she wanted. There, she saw Sharon tied to a bed just as Sidney was except she wasn't being tickled by pixies, at least, not for now. Instead, Ashley was sitting Indian-style with Sharon's head on her lap and tickling Sharon's neck. Ashley even grew herself an extra pair of arms so she can tickle poor Sharon's armpits too. The pixies who were initially tickling Sharon were sitting on a window sill, watching the torment with obvious glee.
"Yeah," said Ashley, "you like this don't-cha? Don't-cha?"
"Tee hee hee hee hee hee hee, NO! ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha" giggled Sharon.
"Yeah, you LOVE IT!!!"
Ashley was having a ball.
Shelia cleared her throat.
Ashley looked up at Shelia and mocked surprise and anger. "Well, it's about time you got here!" she said, placing all four fists on her hips, giving Sharon a much needed break.
"Sorry I'm late," Shelia said, "but I have a good reason." She couldn't wait to tell Ashley that the infamous Susan Smith was now available to tickle torment.
"Well, it damn well better be!" Then, as polite as could be, Ashley turned to Sharon and said, "Sharon, you remember Shelia, don't you?" Ashley grinned evilly, "The one you and your rich slut friends used to tickle in the halls at school all the time."
Sharon's eyes flew wide open at the sight of the grinning Shelia. "Oh God, Shelia! (gulp, gasp) Look, I'm soooo sorry for all I did to you! (gasp) please PLEASE, no more tickling!"
Ashley cackled like a witch. "Didja hear that, Shelia? She's SOOOOO SOORRRRRYYYYY!" she said brushing a palm over her sweaty tear stained cheek. "You're going to have to do a lot better than that, bitch. Right, Shelia?"
Shelia walked over to the side of the bed in solemn silence. Both Sharon and Ashley watched in confusion and awe. After a few heartbeats, Shelia spoke, "Look at you! Bitch! You were wealthy, pretty, got ALL the guys, and every one kissed your ass. You had everything in the world. Now you're just a TICKLE TROLLOP!!!"
At those last two words, Shelia poked her finger twice into Sharon's side eliciting a yelp and a gleep. This was followed by uncontrollable giggling on Sharon's part even though she was neither tickled nor amused. It was contagious, for Shelia and Ashley started giggling too in spite of themselves.
Finally, Shelia managed to regain her composure and took on a serious expression again. "Y'know, Sharon, it wasn't the tickle attacks that pissed me off." She said as the fingers on Shelia's hands started to grow into long, flexible tentacles. "In fact, I rather enjoyed them, believe it or not." Her extended fingers were now waving over Sharon's body as Ashley watched gleefully.
"No, what pissed me off the most was when all the boys in school started avoiding me and my friends because YOU spread a rumor that we were lezbos."
"Oh God! I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry..." Sharon pleaded in horror at Shelia's new tentacle fingers. She new what was coming next.
"Well we've got news for you, Sharon!" Shelia said, getting ready.
"WE ARE LEZBOS!!!" yelled Ashley into Sharon's face.
"And after we tickle you into insanity..." said Shelia,
"WE'RE GONNA FUCK YOU LIKE A *****!!!" hollered Ashley in sadistic glee.
"Oh, god!" whimpered Sharon, "This isn't happening!" Sharon cocked her mouth toward the ceiling and screamed, "THIS ISN'T HAPPENING!!! (GASP) EEEEEEEEEEEEYYYYYYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!"
The poor girl started bucking and screeching psychotically. She was in a panic. Shelia was tempted to see how long this could last, but she and her friend had other business at the moment.
Ashley and Shelia dove their fingers into Sharon's luscious body and immediately, Sharon's screams of panic changed to howls of laughter as they tickled her. Shelia used all ten of her tentacle fingers to skate up and down Sharon's body and occasionally lingered one of them around and inside of Sharon's belly button. Ashley even grew another pair of arms so that she can tickle Sharon's ribs as well as her neck and armpits simultaneously.
EEEEEEEEEEEEE TEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA(GASP) YYYYYYAAAAAAAHHHHHH HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
This was the greatest thing about the afterlife. When you go to Heaven, you can exact retribution from those who have persecuted you in Hell, or in this case, Tickle Hell.
A few hours of merciless tickling later found them all in a passionate embrace with Shelia on top, Sharon in the middle, and Ashley on the bottom. Shelia had both her hands on Sharon's breasts as she French kissed Sharon, suppressing her giggles from the tickling caused by Ashley licking her ear and neck. The orgasm that followed was intense.
Afterwards, Ashley and Shelia lay on both sides of the still exhausted Sharon chatting about the boys they liked n Heaven. Ashley, always the sadistic one, looked at the still flushed and out of breath Sharon,
"Speaking of which, Sharon, how's your boyfriend?" She said as she walked the two fingers of her right hand up Sharon's belly.
"Heh-heh-huh-heh (gasp) wh-ha-ha... what?"
"You know," Ashley said evilly. "That tickle ape I saw you fucking. Pretty hot and heavy! Do I hear wedding bells?"
"Oh, God! (gasp) Oh, God! (sob)"
Shelia sensed Sharon's mind recall the horror and revulsion of being forced to endure tickle torture and intercourse with a beast at the same time. Shelia also sensed Ashley take pleasure in Sharon's discomfort of her experience.
Considering Ashley's sadistic nature, one would wonder why Ashley didn't wind up down here in Tickle Hell. It was because Ashley was an aborted baby. When her mother murdered her while she was in her womb, Ashley went straight to Heaven and was raised there. Some might say she was spoiled rotten from all of the pampering being raised in Heaven entailed. But Shelia had no trouble believing that if Ashley were born and raised on Earth, she would have sinned more than enough to earn eternal tickle torture in Tickle Hell, just like her mother.
"Well, get used to it." Ashley said with a wicked grin. "Because you're bound to encounter "lover boy" again, and again, and again, and again in your eternity down here." Ashley said as she gently tickled Sharon's sides.
"No (gasp) no-ho-ho Oh Ga-ha-ha-had No! ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha" Sharon laughed through her sweat and tears.
Ashley giggled at Sharon's anguish. "C'mon, Shelia. Let's go." Ashley pointed to the tickle pixies waiting patiently at the windowsill. "She's all yours, kids."
At this, Sharon shot her head up in terror. "Oh God! NO!!!" She shrieked at the slowly approaching pixies. "No, please! Ashley, Shelia, please! (gasp) Tickle me all you want! (sob) I'll fuck you! (gulp) I'll fuck you a million times! Just don't (gasp) don't leave me with them!"
Ashley and Shelia continued their way out the door. "ASHLEY, SHELIA, PLLLLEEEEAAAASSSE!!! OHHH GOOOOOODDD!!! YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT I'S LIKE!!!" The tickle pixies took their positions around Sharon's body, tittering at Sharon's agonizing suspense. Then, they started to tickle her once again.
AAAAAAUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGHHHHH HAHAHAHAHAHA (GASP) NNNNNNOOOO HOHOHOHOHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA GOOOOOHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAD HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
As Shelia and Ashley walked down the halls of the Tickle Pixie Palace, Sharon's screams of ticklish agony blended in with the rest of the laughter of the tickle tortured women doing time here.
Shelia turned to the smug Ashley and said, semi-seriously, "That was really mean, Ashley!"
"Hey, that's what Tickle Hell's all about, sweetie." Ashley replied with a smile and a wink."
-THE END-
Part 3
By Lurch7
After Shelia saw Susan Smith off on her eternity of ticklish damnation, (the deviant child murderer just condemned to an eternity of vellication,) she decided to keep her appointment with her friend Ashley. They were supposed to get together a few minutes ago to tickle torture her high school rival, Sharon Peters. Shelia hoped Ashley wouldn't be too mad at her for being late, but she had a good reason, thought Shelia as she remembered fondly of Susan Smith's agonized shrieks of laughter and pleas for mercy.
Shelia strolled casually through the Tickle Weed Territory of Tickle Hell where thousands of women were wrestled and tickled by those evil tickle weeds, sometimes held up several stories in the air. One would not be able to stand their agony if one were not a tickle sadist, as Shelia liked to call herself.
Here and there, Shelia stopped to watch the ticklish hell those gorgeous women were going through. One had a giant weed wrapped around her middle while several tiny weeds were waving around and tickling the soles of her thrashing feet Another had her ankles and wrists tied together and was being hung from Tickle Hell's ceiling while a few Tickle Weeds stroked her voluptuous ass. Still another was being held in the traditional spread-eagled position as tickle weeds tickled every square inch of her sexy body while she thrashed in ticklish agony.
Shelia smiled as their laughter filled her ears. It was music, pure, sweet music.
It was not long before Shelia arrived at the Mansion of the Tickle Pixies, where Sharon was doing time in. Seeing Shelia with her white lingere, wings, and halo that identified her as a privileged citizen of Heaven, the pixies at the entrance swirled around her shouting:
"Hello, hello, how are you? Shelia feel good? Pixies happy if Shelia feel good."
Shelia laughed and danced with them as they flew through the air. These pixies were such angelic creatures. It was hard to believe when one saw them that they were the most efficient tickle torturers in Tickle Hell. Their little fingers were capable of stimulating every tickle nerve on a woman's body to its utmost capacity, causing almost infinite tickle, much to the distress of their many victims.
The pixies graciously pulled open the curtain and allowed Shelia entrance to their ticklish abode.
The Pixie Tickle Mansion was made up of many interconnecting bedrooms, each with a woman or two that was tickled mercilessly by the pixies. The first bedroom she entered had a gorgeous red-head tied spread eagled to a double bed as perhaps two dozen pixies tickled the nooks and crannies of her voluptuous body. Her face was flushed red and streaked with tears of agonized tickle torment as her muscles strained at her bonds.
HEHHEHHEHHEHHEHHEHHEHHEHHEHHHEHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA (GASP) AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
Suddenly, she started bucking and kicking in an agonized ticklish rage yelling:
GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH (GASP) STOP! STOP! STOOOOOOOOOOOOOOP! AH HA AH HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
Poor girl, thought Shelia without really meaning it, she must have been dealing with this torment for years. Ah, the agonies the damned must endure. Shelia shook her head with a smile on her face.
Then, Shelia's favorite pixie flew up in front of her.
"Hello! Hello! is powderpuff! powderpuff happy to see Shelia again!"
Shelia gasped in mock surprise. "Well hi, sweetie! (gasp) Well aren't you cute today!"
Powderpuff covered her mouth in a suppressed giggle. Then she got a bright eyed, bushy-tailed look on her face as if she just got a fantastic idea.
"shelia want tickle si-tee? Pixies leave if shelia want tickle."
Shelia looked at the front of the bed where a sign hung that said:
SITEE TIKLE
That must have been pixie spelling for Sidney tickle. " So that's who's being tickled, huh?" Shelia said over Sidney's screams of laughter.
Powderpuff furiously nodded her head, "uh-huh! uh-huh! see? si-tee tickled? si-tee sexy tickled? shelia tickle si-tee, o.k?"
"Oooooohh, I'd love to, honey, but I have another appointment."
"ooooooooohhhhhhh (sob)" Powderpuff put on her sad and forlorn look with those Bambi eyes that Shelia almost never could resist.
"Oh, honey, don't be upset. Shelia tickle "si-tee" later, O.K?"
Powderpuff immediately brightened up. "o.k." Then flew back to tickling Sidney's toesys.
With that, Shelia left the room and Sidney's agonized shrieks and howls of tickle torment.
Shelia wandered around the Tickle Pixie Mansion looking for Ashley and Sharon. Each room she checked was filled with maniacal squeals of agonized laughter from women tied in a variety of positions while tickled by those adorable little pixies. One girl she saw was tied to a crossbar in a standing position as she squirmed and giggled as about a dozen pixies buzzed around her, tickling her soft smooth body.
Aroused, Shelia was tempted to stay and add to this blond beauty's torment, and perhaps fuck her, but no. She made a promise to Ashley to help tickle torture Sharon and she was late enough as it was.
After searching many rooms, Shelia finally found the one she wanted. There, she saw Sharon tied to a bed just as Sidney was except she wasn't being tickled by pixies, at least, not for now. Instead, Ashley was sitting Indian-style with Sharon's head on her lap and tickling Sharon's neck. Ashley even grew herself an extra pair of arms so she can tickle poor Sharon's armpits too. The pixies who were initially tickling Sharon were sitting on a window sill, watching the torment with obvious glee.
"Yeah," said Ashley, "you like this don't-cha? Don't-cha?"
"Tee hee hee hee hee hee hee, NO! ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha" giggled Sharon.
"Yeah, you LOVE IT!!!"
Ashley was having a ball.
Shelia cleared her throat.
Ashley looked up at Shelia and mocked surprise and anger. "Well, it's about time you got here!" she said, placing all four fists on her hips, giving Sharon a much needed break.
"Sorry I'm late," Shelia said, "but I have a good reason." She couldn't wait to tell Ashley that the infamous Susan Smith was now available to tickle torment.
"Well, it damn well better be!" Then, as polite as could be, Ashley turned to Sharon and said, "Sharon, you remember Shelia, don't you?" Ashley grinned evilly, "The one you and your rich slut friends used to tickle in the halls at school all the time."
Sharon's eyes flew wide open at the sight of the grinning Shelia. "Oh God, Shelia! (gulp, gasp) Look, I'm soooo sorry for all I did to you! (gasp) please PLEASE, no more tickling!"
Ashley cackled like a witch. "Didja hear that, Shelia? She's SOOOOO SOORRRRRYYYYY!" she said brushing a palm over her sweaty tear stained cheek. "You're going to have to do a lot better than that, bitch. Right, Shelia?"
Shelia walked over to the side of the bed in solemn silence. Both Sharon and Ashley watched in confusion and awe. After a few heartbeats, Shelia spoke, "Look at you! Bitch! You were wealthy, pretty, got ALL the guys, and every one kissed your ass. You had everything in the world. Now you're just a TICKLE TROLLOP!!!"
At those last two words, Shelia poked her finger twice into Sharon's side eliciting a yelp and a gleep. This was followed by uncontrollable giggling on Sharon's part even though she was neither tickled nor amused. It was contagious, for Shelia and Ashley started giggling too in spite of themselves.
Finally, Shelia managed to regain her composure and took on a serious expression again. "Y'know, Sharon, it wasn't the tickle attacks that pissed me off." She said as the fingers on Shelia's hands started to grow into long, flexible tentacles. "In fact, I rather enjoyed them, believe it or not." Her extended fingers were now waving over Sharon's body as Ashley watched gleefully.
"No, what pissed me off the most was when all the boys in school started avoiding me and my friends because YOU spread a rumor that we were lezbos."
"Oh God! I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry..." Sharon pleaded in horror at Shelia's new tentacle fingers. She new what was coming next.
"Well we've got news for you, Sharon!" Shelia said, getting ready.
"WE ARE LEZBOS!!!" yelled Ashley into Sharon's face.
"And after we tickle you into insanity..." said Shelia,
"WE'RE GONNA FUCK YOU LIKE A *****!!!" hollered Ashley in sadistic glee.
"Oh, god!" whimpered Sharon, "This isn't happening!" Sharon cocked her mouth toward the ceiling and screamed, "THIS ISN'T HAPPENING!!! (GASP) EEEEEEEEEEEEYYYYYYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!"
The poor girl started bucking and screeching psychotically. She was in a panic. Shelia was tempted to see how long this could last, but she and her friend had other business at the moment.
Ashley and Shelia dove their fingers into Sharon's luscious body and immediately, Sharon's screams of panic changed to howls of laughter as they tickled her. Shelia used all ten of her tentacle fingers to skate up and down Sharon's body and occasionally lingered one of them around and inside of Sharon's belly button. Ashley even grew another pair of arms so that she can tickle Sharon's ribs as well as her neck and armpits simultaneously.
EEEEEEEEEEEEE TEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA(GASP) YYYYYYAAAAAAAHHHHHH HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
This was the greatest thing about the afterlife. When you go to Heaven, you can exact retribution from those who have persecuted you in Hell, or in this case, Tickle Hell.
A few hours of merciless tickling later found them all in a passionate embrace with Shelia on top, Sharon in the middle, and Ashley on the bottom. Shelia had both her hands on Sharon's breasts as she French kissed Sharon, suppressing her giggles from the tickling caused by Ashley licking her ear and neck. The orgasm that followed was intense.
Afterwards, Ashley and Shelia lay on both sides of the still exhausted Sharon chatting about the boys they liked n Heaven. Ashley, always the sadistic one, looked at the still flushed and out of breath Sharon,
"Speaking of which, Sharon, how's your boyfriend?" She said as she walked the two fingers of her right hand up Sharon's belly.
"Heh-heh-huh-heh (gasp) wh-ha-ha... what?"
"You know," Ashley said evilly. "That tickle ape I saw you fucking. Pretty hot and heavy! Do I hear wedding bells?"
"Oh, God! (gasp) Oh, God! (sob)"
Shelia sensed Sharon's mind recall the horror and revulsion of being forced to endure tickle torture and intercourse with a beast at the same time. Shelia also sensed Ashley take pleasure in Sharon's discomfort of her experience.
Considering Ashley's sadistic nature, one would wonder why Ashley didn't wind up down here in Tickle Hell. It was because Ashley was an aborted baby. When her mother murdered her while she was in her womb, Ashley went straight to Heaven and was raised there. Some might say she was spoiled rotten from all of the pampering being raised in Heaven entailed. But Shelia had no trouble believing that if Ashley were born and raised on Earth, she would have sinned more than enough to earn eternal tickle torture in Tickle Hell, just like her mother.
"Well, get used to it." Ashley said with a wicked grin. "Because you're bound to encounter "lover boy" again, and again, and again, and again in your eternity down here." Ashley said as she gently tickled Sharon's sides.
"No (gasp) no-ho-ho Oh Ga-ha-ha-had No! ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha" Sharon laughed through her sweat and tears.
Ashley giggled at Sharon's anguish. "C'mon, Shelia. Let's go." Ashley pointed to the tickle pixies waiting patiently at the windowsill. "She's all yours, kids."
At this, Sharon shot her head up in terror. "Oh God! NO!!!" She shrieked at the slowly approaching pixies. "No, please! Ashley, Shelia, please! (gasp) Tickle me all you want! (sob) I'll fuck you! (gulp) I'll fuck you a million times! Just don't (gasp) don't leave me with them!"
Ashley and Shelia continued their way out the door. "ASHLEY, SHELIA, PLLLLEEEEAAAASSSE!!! OHHH GOOOOOODDD!!! YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT I'S LIKE!!!" The tickle pixies took their positions around Sharon's body, tittering at Sharon's agonizing suspense. Then, they started to tickle her once again.
AAAAAAUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGHHHHH HAHAHAHAHAHA (GASP) NNNNNNOOOO HOHOHOHOHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA GOOOOOHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAD HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
As Shelia and Ashley walked down the halls of the Tickle Pixie Palace, Sharon's screams of ticklish agony blended in with the rest of the laughter of the tickle tortured women doing time here.
Shelia turned to the smug Ashley and said, semi-seriously, "That was really mean, Ashley!"
"Hey, that's what Tickle Hell's all about, sweetie." Ashley replied with a smile and a wink."
-THE END-
