sj16: that have wrapped her up except for her head, small breasts, and wiggling feet as I struggle to make it to her. Soon her head is up in the door, and one-handed I grab her ankles, my large hand wrapping around both her legs and holding on as

sj16: hard as I can. But she starts to laugh instead of scream, and I see why as a line of tiny spiders crawl over her sobbing face and down onto her chest.

AfNull: They are crawling lower, making her laugh hysterically as horror in her teary eyes grows. The spiders move lower and lower, until they ate on your hands, moving down your body as more crawl from the ceiling.

AfNull: The screaming laughter of girl gets louder and louder, and I try to shipe the spiders off your arms while fighting off tentacles before they reach critically ticklish areas. "Pull her harder! We can't let the take her again!"

sj16: Already sweaty, more flows from me as I strain to pull the girl down. She is so young and innocent, letting her face more tickling would be a crime, but those spiders are terrifying. One skitters under the arm that clutches the girl's ankles, and my

sj16: iron grasp threatens to be broken. "My pit!" I scream, then laugh, naked body thrashing just from one spider exploring my pit, The girl looks down and screams, her naked, small feet flailing as spiders find her solf soles, makign them thrash

sj16: and harder to hold onto.

AfNull: I try to very carefully brush the spiders off your pits, watchful not to tickle you. "Those spiders will torture her whole body like that if she is pulled up there! Try to get her down!" In last ditch attempt, I try to scale your huge body to hit tentacles

sj16: I am a little weary as your bare foot steps onto my own, and fine with your toes finding purchase on my knee. But did you have to plunge your naked toes into my vagina? Up you crawl, me hoping my womanhood does not make your nimble foot slippery

sj16: and trying not to curse you for the slapping, which is ignighting my nerves and making my underarms even more delicate. But my grip is slipping, and as I laugh like a madwoman, the thought that this young girl being lost to a ticklish fate

sj16: becomes a possibility. Maybe letting her go in order to save us would not be so bad?

sj16: Then it happens, you brush a little to quickly and your nails scratch my pit, the one under the arm holding the girl's ankles. With a roar of agony I have to let go.

AfNull: Mixed in her laughter are screams of pure horror as she is pulled up and door closing behind her. It's completely silent again, but we know it's not the case beyond that ceiling. Her torture continues more cruel than ever, just after hope of rescue.

AfNull: "Oh no... But we have to keep moving! Maybe we can still save the girl we came her for... Maybe she isn't guarded like their long time prisoners are. Come on!"

sj16: Sobbing, barely able to take a breath, I go on, my mind trying not to think of what that girl was going through as my big bare feet stomped after you. Spiders, thousands of spiders, tickling her for years while she cries for us to come back and

sj16: rescue her. On we go, me following your as I try to keep my shame at letting that girl go, when someone from a room calls your name. It is just a head, a living severed female head, one among many, and it is calling your name.

AfNull: "What the..." I move into the room, sword prepared, shocked of seeing the heads. "What sorcery is this?"

sj16: Shelves of female heads, of all races, are placed there, each one at least giggling, some screaming wordlessly. The collars around their necks show that they are victims of portal technology, meaning their bodies are alive and well, but could be anywhere.

sj16: This seems to be a storage room for victims who have ticklers that are not fond of laughter and screaming, so have put their heads here. Still living, still able to feel whatever their bodies are going through, and it seems one knows you.

AfNull: It's my cousin who always used to admire me! I thought she was dead, carriage carrying her family had fallen to a rapid river two years ago. Apparently she survived, only to be taken by fairies. "My Gods, what have they done to you?"

sj16: "Get them out!" the girl wails, looking at you with frantic eyes. "They have my body, and they, they are hahahah! Not there! Save me, save me! Please, this is actually the Abyss, they are demons! Hahaha oh no, please, get me out!

sj16: Save my body, they have me! It TICKLES, it tickles so bad! Get me out, cousin! My beloved cousin, save meeeeee!"

AfNull: Looking at her like this awakens something strange in me... Sure, she is my kin, but I remember how much I enjoyed pinning her down for tickling after she was annoying me. To see this in front of me is both dreadful and exciting, I'm not sure what to do...

AfNull: I take the head on my hand, as it's easy to carry. "You are in realm of fairies. If you don't know where they are holding your body... I don't think I can find it."

sj16: "They can hear us, so be careful! On no, not there! Cousin, save me somehow! You have to, they have my body in a... no! No, please, my beloved cousin! They are asking how I will be tickled hahaha! No, don't tell them anything!"

sj16: "You know my worst spots, so please, do not tell them!" The eyes of the severed head loop up to you, awaiting her fate and starts to babble for you to somehow rescue her.

AfNull: "Oh no! They aren't tickling your armpits, aren't they? Or running feathers between your toes?" My expression gets grim as my eyes light up with evil intent. My dear, young cousin, forever young, forever tickle tortured... It should terrify me, but doesn't

sj16: The scream of horror almost makes the room rock, the severed head's eyes scaring into yours, realizing your betrayal. "ARMPIIIIITS!" she screams. "Make them stop, not there! No tongues, no tongues in the ARMPIIIIITS! Cousin, no, why are they, no. No,

sj16: let me clench my toes! My cousin, they are spreading my toes! Wait, those can't be, hahahaha! Not feathers! Save me, cousin, this can't be happening in! Save me cousin!"

AfNull: "It's okay! I will get your pretty head out of here, don't worry." I cast a brief simple silencing spell on her, to make sure her screams don't alarm guards.

AfNull: "But I'm afraid your body must remain. As long as it's in the fairy realm, the magic keeping you alive and young will stay in effect. And I don't think your ticklers mind me taking your head as long as they get to keep the rest."

sj16: Her eyes, already huge and streaming tears, grow a few sizes. She wished she hand't heard your words, wished she had neck muscles that would let her shake her head, let her shake her head that she broke her own spine and died.
sj16 has signed out.

sj16: That was so good! Want to resend what I just lost? This is getting scary and I want more.