Featherscape
patreon
Ashley's Tickle Monsters
🕑 Added 2022-03-01 07:01:02 +0000 UTC"Mom, I'll be fine," Ashley said, huffing impatiently. Her tone had turned almost anxious as she watched her mother fumble while gathering the last of her things. The slender teen stood by the door, ready to push her mother’s suitcase out with her. "You have everything?"
"Not sure," Olivia said. She stood in the center of the living room, looking around. A business suit clung tightly to her chest, her hair pulled up professionally. She threw an extra coat on over her jacket. "Have you seen my purse?" Ashley held the purse in her hand and raised it. She sighed and rolled her eyes.
"Right here, mom, with all the rest of your stuff," Ashley said.
"Okay, and I assume my phone's in it," Olivia said, absentmindedly.
"Sure," Ashley replied quickly without even checking. "You're going to miss your flight."
"No, I'll be fine," Olivia said. She smiled at her daughter. "You sure you'll be okay by yourself?"
"Mom, I'm not a kid anymore," Ashley snapped. "I told you, I'll be fine. It's just a weekend."
"I know," said Olivia, coming closer. Her hands lifted to frame Ashley's face, her fingers lacing through her straight, chocolate-colored hair. "You okay, sweetie? You seem anxious."
"I'm fine," Ashley said. She swallowed, her eyes glancing up to her bedroom. Her legs shifted beneath her. Ashley's thighs, bared beneath a short pair of boy shorts, pressed tightly together.
"You want me gone that badly?"
"I said I'm fine," Ashley said. "You have a plane to catch." Olivia huffed slightly and tilted her head.
"You're not planning on having anyone over, are you?" Olivia said, suspiciously.
"No."
"I remember what it was like being your age, don't you think I don't," Olivia said with a smile.
"Oh my god, mom," Ashley said. She pulled away from her mother and pulled her suitcase closer. "You need to hurry. Please." Olivia paused and sighed.
"Fine," she said. "If you want me gone that badly."
"It's not that…"
"No, I get it," said Olivia to her daughter. "Take care of the house. Call me if you need anything."
"I will," said Ashley. "And… you can either call or text me when you land."
"I will," Olivia said. She gathered her suitcase and her purse. She pulled her keys out, the small metal bunch jingling in her palm. "I'll be back Monday sometime, I'll let you know."
"Okay," Ashley said. She was calming, certainly, but still fidgeting in place. "Have a safe flight."
"And you have a fun weekend," Olivia said. She opened the door. Ashley smirked and scratched her nose.
"I… I'll just be hanging out here," she said.
"You always were a homebody," Olivia said. "Rather play in your room alone than go out."
"Thanks," said Ashley, questioning the motives behind such an assessment. "Sure." Olivia extended the handle on her suitcase and rolled it out the open door.
"Alright, Ash, you have fun and I'll call you later," said Olivia.
"If I don't answer, I'm probably in bed," Ashley said. She smirked a little.
"That's fine," said Olivia. The woman walked outside and waved back to her daughter. "Bye."
"See ya," said Ashley.
Before she could finish speaking, Ashley was already closing the door. She locked it behind her, drinking in the sudden quiet of her house all to herself. Her heart started to flutter. Ashley's bare feet bounded toward and up the stairs back into her room. She closed the bedroom door behind her, comforted by the extra layer of solitude. She sighed and brushed her hair out of her face. Ashley took a deep breath. She stopped and listened to the silence. Through it, faint, unintelligible whispers and giggles teased the air. They came like breezy whistles, hardly noticeable but Ashley knew well of what to listen for. She smiled to herself. A warmth started to come over her, one that already had her breathing heavier.
"All alone," Ashley said out loud. She listened quietly. She stepped toward a nightstand, light purple with faded markings and scuffs on one side. She bent down and opened the bottom draw. Inside was a clutter of papers, old stories, and drawings of strange creatures from when she was a little girl. Many were done in Crayon and scribbled sloppily, but she could still make out what she had once been trying to capture. One was of a tall, lanky beast with a wide grin and lazy eyes. The thing had bright yellow fur and long fingers dangling from its arms. He towered over an image she had drawn of herself, smiling in a red dress. The name Bingles was scrawled across the top of the page in blue.
Another sheet was that of herself and another creature laughing together in the same crude style. The new one was her height and had bright pink hair in a little puff ball. Big eyes held long eyelashes. It had six arms coming out of all sides, each skinny with many fingers on the ends. In the picture, it seemed like the beast was reaching for her while both laughed with large ‘Haha’s scattered about the page. The name Jaja was written at the top. The sheet under it was of a more squiggly thing. It wrapped around the whole page like a snake with another depiction of her in the center. It was colored green all throughout and had a long neck with many furry-looking tentacles coming out of a small body. Its face smiled playfully at her, as did the others. The page had no name at the top, but Ashley knew Dandy well.
Ashley smiled, reviewing her time with the friends she had kept hidden all of her life. Beneath all the pages, hidden away from the prying eyes of her parents or any friends that might be over, was her collection of more intimate items. A roll of bondage tape she had bought in secret from a store downtown, an elastic, form-fitting blindfold, and several pairs of cuffs greeted her from beneath the childish artwork. She reached in and pulled out the blindfold and the cuffs before noticing what also she had collected. A ball gag, one she had made from a bouncy ball and an old belt, rolled into view. It had never been used before. Ashley paused and thought for a moment. Grinning, she reached in and pulled it out as well.
“Yep, all alone,” Ashley repeated out loud. She could hear the faint giggles sampling the air. Her heart began to pound. The petite teen looked down to the gag and blindfold laid out across her bed. She lifted her shirt up over her head, letting it fall to the floor. Her shorts soon followed, collapsing down at her bare feet. In a modest pair of bra and panties, Ashley started to crawl onto her bed and stopped. She bit her lip. Her fingers clenched around the sheets. She pushed herself back up. An idea teased her mind. Never had she taken it to that extreme, but she wanted it to be as perfect as it could be. She had gotten to know them quite well, and Ashley was prepared to take it all one step farther. Ashley reached up behind her and snapped off her bra. It fell into the pile of warm, piled clothes. She rubbed her breasts and steadied her breathing. Her nerves heightened, her sensitivity, especially across her dainty chest, caught her off guard. She slipped her panties down next, baring her whole body. She hoped they would still come out to play with her. Ashley was not such a little girl anymore, but she always found pleasure in their visits, in one way or another.
Completely naked, Ashley climbed back onto the bed. The sheets were soft and cool against her bare skin. The air in the room chilled her. She could already feel the burn spreading across her body and the ache starting to churn. She grabbed the ball gag and examined it. Carefully, she placed the ball into her mouth. Her teeth sank into the plush rubber, chewing on it instinctively. She buckled the strap behind her head. A soft moan vibrated it a little. She tried to speak to hear what she would sound like.
“I’uh… a’ a’one… mmm…” she said. Never had she used the gag before. When they would show up, she could always tell them to stop and they would. Her friends were always careful and sweet like that. But it was the night she wanted to take their ‘playtime’ farther and Ashley willingly forfeited the ability to make them stop. She wondered what they would do if she were to be that much more vulnerable, that much more at their mercy. Likewise, never had she presented her whole naked body to them. Just thinking about it got her squirming. Her heart continued to pound away, the realization of how defenseless she would be washing over her and keeping her from going on. Ashley wiped a bit of drool starting to form against her lip and reached for the cuffs. She attached each to both of her ankles and her wrists. She managed to cuff her ankles first to the bottom corners of her bed before laying back and doing the same to her left wrist, having to leave the right untethered. With one hand, she worked the blindfold over her head and eyes, the elastic binding it softly in place. The room fell into near-complete blackness. She could make out shadows and general lighting changes, but no shapes or definitive features. Ashley knew what her friends looked like. She wanted the intensity she had waited for the bravery to go through with.
Ashley breathed in a slow, slightly strained breath. She pictured the scene and wondered what would happen if anyone else were to see her in such a position. Naked, blindfolded, gagged, and left vulnerably available out on her own bed. The image of others getting involved with such submission only stirred the ache. Part of her wanted Gregory from down the street to climb in through her window to see, or Shawn from the football team to stop by to find her like that, or Jacob from the bakery to show up on a personal delivery. But none of them were who she was expecting. Ashley waited patiently, spread out naked across her bed. She shifted anxiously, hoping they would still appear.
“She said she was alone,” a small voice whispered from beneath her bed. Ashley’s heart jumped slightly.
“I think she wants t’ play,” said another. “She’s always loved playtime.”
“There doesn’t seem to be anyone in the house…” a third voice offered. “Perhaps she wants us to come out…” Ashley’s voice yelped a muffled gasp when a feathery soft tendril slithered up from beneath her bed. She felt it against her ankle, coiling around it. The grip was firm without being uncomfortably tight. “Oh, she feels warm.”
“That’s always a good sign,” said the lighter of the voices. “Should we come out now?”
“I think we should.” Another soft tendril found Ashley’s unbound wrist. It quickly found the remaining cuff. Ashley heard the latching click of it locking in place against that leg of her bed. She pulled at it to make sure. The cuffs were strong, stronger than she had ever been, and had never been able to break or slip out of them. Ashley could only feel and hear, unable to see the friends that she had grown to know so well. For the first time, she was unable to speak back to them. Truly, nothing she could do would stop them, but such risk was of her own curious intentions. From beneath the bed, the small pink puffball, no larger than an average pillow, climbed her way to the top. Her body was covered in brightly colored fur, from which two large eyes watched over her expressively. She spoke through a mouth that remained hidden beneath the hair.
“Ashley, we’re… ohhh…” Jaja said. She looked over the teen closely in her open spread eagle position. “Ashley, you silly. What are you doing?”
“What’s happenin’?”
“Ashley’s got nothing on,” Jaja said. “Teehee, she forgot to put on clothes, silly girl.”
“I wanna see,” said one of the other voices.
“After you,” said the other. While Jaja climbed up onto the headboard with her six, skinny arms, another of Ashley’s friends emerged from beneath the bed. It reached nearly to the ceiling. Its eyes were slightly crossed. A long dog-like tongue hung from its mouth where a large, witless smile rested beneath sleepy eyes. It stood hunched and looked at Ashley lying on the bed in shock.
“Well I’ll be,” Bingles said. Ashley swallowed. A glowing burn came to her cheeks as she listened to them speak over her naked body. “She’s jus’ as pretty as ever. And what’s that strange somethin’ in her mouth?”
“It’s called an apple, Bingles,” Jaja said. “Don’t you know anything?”
“Aww, she must’ve been hungry,” Bingles said, chuckling to himself.
“Hm, curious,” said the remaining friend. From beneath the bed, a head snaked up by a long neck. Its face was almost reptilian but covered in green fur. It had a skinny tongue that seemed to move constantly on its own. Whatever body the creature had remained beneath the bed. The last monster, Dandy, brought his face close to Ashley's. She felt the looming presence over her, despite not being able to see. “Truly curious.”
“I think she wants to keep snacking on it,” said Jaja.
“That’s fine,” said Dandy. More furry tentacles emerged from beneath the bed, all slithering up and brushing their feathery soft hair against the teen’s body. “As long as we still get to hear that sweet… ticklish… laughter.” Ashley began to giggle as the three loomed over her bound, vulnerable body stretched out across her bed. Their eyes feasted on all of her spots, along with new areas they had never seen.
Ashley first met her friends when she was around 6, introducing themselves as creatures from a far-off land full of fun and magic and especially tickles. Ashley was scared of the ‘tickle monsters’ at first but quickly grew to enjoy how they played together. They would keep her laughing all through the night, making sure to always keep her smiling through tickling, and come to her whenever she was feeling down for cheering up. As a little girl, the three loved to wrap her up in blankets and tickle her small, helpless feet sticking out from the bottom. They would each take turns seeing just how loudly they could make her laugh by tickling her dainty little soles. As she grew older, Dandy started to play around with holding down her arms and legs for them all to tickle her body all over. Ashley began to prefer the visits in which they would tickle her in more precarious and defenseless positions, taking a liking to the feeling of being tied and bound for their amusement.
Usually, they would all have to wait for her to be alone lest her laughs attract the attention of others in the house. They would show up only when the timing was right and tickle her freely until she finally told them to stop. Their job was to make her happy through tickles and knew that she needed to be the one to tell them when she would have had enough. Ashley, though, loved their visits. She loved the times she would spend in her bedroom being played with by her tickle monsters. She would always look forward to them coming back and tried to last longer and longer each time before stopping them. Growing up, the tickling had awakened a passion within her that only became more prominent the older she became. Ashley would drop hints to her friends and crushes about being ticklish. She would take her shoes off in public places hoping that some stranger would surprise her with a ticklish ambush. She would look up videos about tickling and read testimonies from ticklish submissives about their experiences. But most of all, she looked forward to any alone time she could get to spend with her tickle monsters, knowing they would do a better job than anyone. With her mother gone for a whole weekend, the time to take it to a farther extreme, as she had wanted to for a while, had come.
"Well then…" said Dandy up by her head, almost in a whisper just for her. "We should get started. Where to first, I wonder, I wonder." Ashley had always been insanely ticklish all over her body, but her friends knew all of her most reactive spots. Jaja scurried up onto the headboard above her, holding on with only two of her six hands.
"Teehee, I love it when we get her tied up like this," Jaja said. Ashley had only an idea, an experienced guess, as to where they would go and how they would tickle her, unable to see through the blindfold. She heard them perfectly, however. With Jaja just above her head, Ashley trembled, anticipating where her hands would go first.
"Not so fast right away," Dandy said. "We have all weekend to play it seems."
"Yeah, she’s not goin' anywhere," Bingles added. Ashley whimpered listening to them talk over her as such, her body burning with pleasurable tingles.
"Teehee, I know," Jaja said. Ashley twitched slightly as she felt one of Jaja's tiny hands scratch a little under her chin. She giggled, more nervously than ticklish, and continued to breathe heavily through her nose. "It's fun when we get to take our time."
Ashley's nerves heightened farther when she felt Jaja's thin, scratchy fingers playfully walking down her neck toward her outstretched armpit. The closer her fingers came, the more Ashley began to giggle. Reaching the plush hollow, Jaja lightly teased a single finger tracing in shapeless squiggles. Ashley’s giggles grew louder. The teasing tickles only served to remind them all just how ticklish she was. Her pit was slick and easy to glide a finger across, especially one as thin and made for tickling as Jaja's were.
"Teehee, coochie coochie coo, little Ashley," Jaja said. The phrases always seemed to bring her back to being a helpless little girl under their ticklish care, despite being just as sensitive as she always had been. "Coochie coochie coo…" Jaja continued while the others simply watched her bound body squirm from the gentle brushings of a simple finger across her armpit. She started to laugh harder, the teasing only making her more receptive to their play.
"I wanna try," Bingles said. Jaja giggled.
"You can," Jaja said, still simply scratching at her armpit and leaving Ashley squirming. "She's all ours, remember, dumb-dumb?"
"Hehe, right," Bingles said. Ashley's giggles broke for a brief squeak when she felt Bingles's playful fingers start poking and kneading her tummy. His fingers were stronger and plumper. Still, Bingles was just as effective of a tickler as the rest. He squeezed her slender side and wiggled one finger around her navel. Her belly pulsed with rapid breaths, escaping through strained laughter.
"Mmmmppphheheheheheheeeemmmm…" Ashley giggled. The tickles both around her pit and against her belly were light, but still efficient at leaving her a giggling, squirming mess. Ashley moaned through her laughter. The faint, teasing tickles stirred the ache between her legs more. Being so vulnerable and available to have her ticklish weaknesses exposed and exploited by devious tickle monsters was often a fantasy that would cradle her to a night of deep and thoroughly satisfying sleep. Living it was almost dream-like.
"Such an adorable laugh… even if it is muffled," Dandy said. He chuckled a little, his long neck carrying his head down her body. Bingles chuckled as he poked and squeezed Ashley’s sides, watching her dance and shift side to side in her ties.
“H’hyck, no gettin’ out of this,” he said. One of his hands pinched her waist while the other worked up and down her ribs. Ashley’s giggles started to become fuller laughs, her cheeks glowing bright red. Her chest, modestly sized, heaved up and down as she strained to breathe through the gag. Jaja started lightly scribbling all of her fingers on the one active hand against her slick, hollow pit.
“Look at her dance, teehee,” Jaja said, mirthfully. “I wanna see more… and know just where to go to get it!” Another of her hands traced down her body toward her other exposed armpit. The small creature wasted little time teasing before adding all five fingers to it, lightly scribbling with feathery touches. Ashley knew well what they were capable of and still felt as if they were simply teasing. Still, her body twisted and bucked a little as both of her incredibly sensitive armpits became subjected to Jaja’s expertly tickling fingers.
“She seems to be sweating already,” said Dandy, down by her thighs. “Here more than anywhere else… curious.” Dandy examined the wetness growing against her bare mound. Ashley blushed and clenched up.
“Aww, but we’re only getting started,” Jaja said. Ashley let out a sudden shriek when she felt Dandy’s thin, feathery tongue brush across her moist slit. Her head fell back as a giggling moan escaped her mouth.
“Ticklish here too, I see,” Dandy said, smoothly. He savored the taste for a moment as he watched her body burn with surges of teasing tickles. “Mmmm, not sweat… but very nice…” He investigated further, piqued intrigue keeping him leering over the spot. It was so soft, hairless, and blushed a bright pink. At the top end, Dandy noticed a small bulb starting to poke out. Like a little button begging to be pressed, Dandy leaned in closer to examine it. “Ohhh, and what’s this now?” His tongue flicked out again, lightly brushing against it. It flinched a little but sent a powerful surge through Ashley’s body. She shrieked into a loud laugh that quickly became a whining groan.
“MMMMMPPPHHHHheheheheeheeheehee!” Ashley shouted into her gag. Dandy recoiled and smirked.
“I see,” he said. The others continued playing with the girl at their posts. Bingles danced his hands carelessly, but still with experience, over her stomach and sides. He moved as if he were playing her like a piano. Jaja scribbled against her pits faster as they grew slicker and easier to tickle.
“What is it?” Bingles asked, pinching her ribs.
“A new spot…” Dandy said. “This one seems quite… promising.”
“I see a few others, teehee,” Jaja added. The big-eyed puffball looked down quizzically to Ashley’s chest. She noticed her small, pink nipples hardening into little nubs. Her body tilted a little as she came closer, keeping the light scribbling going against her armpits. “Hmmm…” Jaja reached out with her two remaining hands. She skittered the tips of her fingers around the outer rim of Ashley’s swelling nipples. Asley let out another wild, giggling moan, tugging at the ropes keeping her held down.
“Mmmmmppphhhhhnnnnmmmhheheheheheeeee!!” Ashley cried out more. Jaja was taken back for a moment before giggling, studying her reactions.
“Ohhhh, she’s really sensitive here!” Jaja said. Bingles laughed at Ashley’s more heated ticklish expressions.
"I think I like her better w’out clothes," Bingles said. "More places t’ tickle."
"How lucky she is that she forgot clothes, silly girl," Jaja said. The puffy pink critter giggled and continued to delicately brush her fingertips across Ashley’s nipples while keeping her armpits devilishly preoccupied. Ashley moaned and cried out in flurries of ticklish laughter. Tears began to soak into her blindfold. The cuffs around her wrists and ankles held firm, giving way to no amount of her impulsive pulling or struggling.
“Bu’ how is she gonna tell us when she’s had e’nuff with a’ apple in her mouth?” Bingles asked. He reached down and started pinching around the tops of her thighs, working his hand inward.
“I guess she’ll just have to finish it first, teehee,” Jaja said. “However long that’ll take.” As Bingles worked his way down to her legs, Jaja climbed down the girl’s body. Her hands still found their ways to her armpits and nipples, but now adding the last two to her ribs, each one tickling its own area. Ashley’s back arched. The tickles were constant and left her churning and burning all over. Her chest ached from the endless stream of laughter while her pussy tingled more and more as her body was so carelessly toyed with.
“If we don’t hear her say stop…” Dandy said, his head reaching the bottom of the bed. He began to eye Ashley’s pretty, soft bare feet, all tied up and helpless. “... then she clearly doesn’t want us to stop…” His tongue darted and flicked briefly against her warm, pink sole. Ashley’s voice jumped into a small squeak through her laughter. She could hear where he was and feel the fur against her skin drawing him closer to her feet, but she had no way of knowing when or how he would delight himself on their unbridled sensitivity. Dandy gave a promising grin and a satisfied hum, his snout up close to her sole. The anticipation was eating at Ashley. Her feet had always been her most ticklish spot. Tragically, it was also one of her favorite places to be tickled and one of the easiest spots with which to stoke the burn stirring pressure between her legs. Another, smaller furry tentacle came out from under the bed. It raised right in front of her unsuspecting sole, wiggling impishly in the air. “Coochie coochie coo…” The feathery soft tentacle brushed down Ashley’s small, delicate foot. She squealed once again, succumbing to harder, heavier laughs.
“MMMMMPPPHHHHHHHHHeheheheeeeheeheeehehee!! Nnnnn’tttt m’hhheeheheheheeeheeheeeee ffffeeeeheheheheheee!!” Ashley shrieked into her gag. She pulled at all of her cuffs, banging hard against the bed legs. Her foot squirmed, her toes curled, but Dandy had known Ashley for most of her life and could anticipate every little flinching move she instinctively make to try and get away.
“Oh no, ticklish girl…” Dandy said. “Your feet are far too preciously ticklish to pass up.” The tendril brushed up and down, painting her sole the blushing shade it was turning. The fibers of Dandy’s fur each reached every single one of Ashley’s most sensitive nerves, igniting her body with tickles. The tendril coiled around her foot and began teasing and stroking each of her toes. Nowhere that Ashley’s foot moved granted her even momentary relief from the tickles. She squealed and bucked, her face turning bright red.
“Teehee, she’s super tickly today,” Jaja said, holding onto her while her six arms continued to exploit her ticklish upper body.
“But I think she’s likin’ it,” Binkles said. His hands worked the insides of her thighs. He had noticed the spot that Dandy had found earlier, a plump little slit shimmering with wetness and a small, pink button. “Wonder how much she’ll want b’for she tells us t’ stop.” Ashley drooled against her gag. Her teeth sunk into the rubber. Her laughs and moans came out completely muffled, unable to form any sort of articulate word.
“I guess we’ll just have to find out…” Dandy said. The small tendril kept brushing and flossing between her delicate little toes as he leaned his face closer. His tongue came back out to dart against the girl’s creamy sole, licking playfully and tasting the pure ticklishness of the spot. Another tendril came up from under the bad, as small as the last one. It found Ashley’s other foot and immediately began grazing over it. Ashley screeched and cried out in wild, shaking laughter. Her body was surging with tickles from all of her most sensitive areas. Jaja continued to tease her in her ear.
“Teehee, tickle tickle tickle…” Jaja said. “We’re gonna play with you so good. Our little tickle girl.”
Dandy kept licking and feathering her soles and toes with the tendrils. Bingles kneaded her thighs and knees while Jaja gave light, maddening scribbles against her pits, nipples, and belly. The tickling seemed to last for hours, though Ashley had quickly lost any estimation of time. She tried to form words to even test the notion of getting them to stop, despite not wanting them to. Her pussy ached more and more, her clit swelling and pulsing painfully. The three were having far too much fun to stop and that was clear to her. She could hear all of their teasing remarks, conversations, and giddiness at her ticklish hysteria.
“I sense a new feeling…” Dandy said, down below. “Jaja. Bingles. Come down with me. I’ll take over your spots.” Jaja and Bingles giggled. Ashley felt the stop briefly, leaving their areas.
“Oh boy!” Bingles said excitedly.
“Yay, my favorite, teehee!” Jaja added, scaling down Ashley’s body. Ashley’s stomach sank. She battled between being excited or fearful for what was to come and rested somewhere in between with intense anxiety. Without much time to catch her breath, Ashley felt the same devious, feathery tendrils snake up from beneath her. Many circled her, hovering over her. She felt them and tried to brace herself. In an instant, two had found her armpits, brushing and scribbling about. Another two circled her nipples in a coiling motion. Another two came to her ribs, two to her sides, and one to her belly, delicately drilling her navel. More came to her thighs and knees, teasing the skin all throughout. The two on her feet had retracted, replaced by Jaja at her left foot and Bingles at her right foot. Ashley was already howling with laughter at the tentacles covering her naked body, tickling as expertly as they were designed to do. Tears soaked her blindfold. Drool dribbled down the side of her mouth. The three monsters took a moment to watch her squirm and laugh, giggling among themselves.
“She’s such a treat, isn’t she?” Dandy asked.
“She mus’ really like to be tickled,” Bingles added. Jaja giggled, eyeing Ashley’s bare sole.
“Then she’ll really like what we’re about to do,” Jaja said.
“I’m sure she remembers well, Jaja,” said Dandy. “It was always her favorite…”
“Yup,” Bingles said. His hand held her foot tight, looking so tiny and petite in his cartoonishly large grasp. Jaja grabbed Ashley’s other foot with two of her hands, readying the other four.
“Then let her have it,” Dandy said. A new wave of tickles came crashing through Ashley’s body all at once. Bingles, holding her foot steady, unleashed his massive tongue on her sole. It was large enough to cover the whole foot in one slow, ticklish lick. His tongue was rough and covered in small buds that scraped just hard enough to tease, making every lick a bursting assault of tickles against any foot, especially one as ticklish as Ashley’s. Jaja held onto her foot and climbed on top, bracing herself. Her remaining four hands, twenty fingers, began scribbling all at once against Ashley’s other sole. Two hands focused on her heel and arch while the other two danced across her toes. Ashley’s wrists slammed hard against the cuffs holding her down. The teen launched nearly off of the bed as a screaming eruption of laughter broke through her gag. Her laughs had become more screams and moans, though still feverishly intensified.
“MMMMMMMMMMOOOOOHHHEHEHEHEEHEEHEE!!!” Ashley wailed. Nowhere her body twisted found her an escape from the feathery tendrils caressing her body with locked-on accuracy. The three giggled down at the bottom of the bed.
“Mmmm, Ashley always had th’ most tastiest little feet,” Bingles said, going in for one quick lick after another. His tongue brushed all of her foot at once, inescapably vulnerable to each ticklish pass. Each lick scrapped against every nerve in her sole and across her scrunched toe pads. Bingles moaned and giggled. He enjoyed the taste and feel, along with the sounds of her laughter, as a child would an ice cream cone.
“She’s really having fun now, teehee,” Jaja said. The puff held onto Ashley’s twisting ankle as twenty fingers skittered all across the single foot. They explored up and down the warm, slick length of her sole. More picked at her small, bubbly toes. Jaja would scratch all over the tightly curled pads before working her fingers underneath against the stems. She would alternate with having one hand pry open and hold her toes while the other scratched maddeningly at the extremely sensitive spaces in between.
“And now…” Dandy said, watching Ashley scream with writhe against the bed in her ticklish entrapment, “... for this…” Dandy snaked his head back up Ashley’s legs. His tendrils continued to tickle the poor, helpless girl while he drew closer to the mound between her thighs. It blushed and shimmered, so ripe and innocent. The small, pink pearl shined as it yearned and quivered. Dandy tilted his head at examining it again. Ashley felt him there. She endured the pressure still building inside of her coming much more quickly and violently than she had expected. As Jaja and Bingles continued their merciless ticklish attack against her feet, Dandy sniffed her spot a little before flicking his tongue out again. It touched the bulb briefly, causing Ashley to shriek into a moan. It twitched. Her body burned. The pressure grew more and more inside her, begging for release.
“Truly interesting…” Dandy said. “And quite tasty nectar… such strange reactions… such alluring reactions…” Dandy snickered and flicked his tongue against it again. The licks tickled, but more so than anything, pulsed the pressure stirring within her. More teasing and insidious than any tickle they had ever enjoyed with her, the small brushes against her clit made Ashley’s mind focus only on the sensations coursing through her. Her voice pleaded through her screaming laughter to keep going, to let her cum, but nothing but sobbing, shrieking, blubbering laughter came through beyond the gag. Dandy tickled the button over and over before moving down her dripping pussy. His tongue teased the outer edges of her lips down toward the bottom. He noticed a wet hole within the lips and released his tongue against it before pulling back up again. The tickles were slight, barely to be considered ‘teasing’, but Ashley’s sensitivity had risen to such unbearable levels that the slightest touch against her pussy make her squeal with ticklish delight.
“Awww, look at her havin’ fun,” Bingles said, still lapping at her foot.
“Indeed she is…” Dandy said. He smirked. “But there is still more fun to be had…” Another feathery tentacle crawled up the side of the bed. It slithered over her thigh toward the center. Dandy pulled back as the new tendril’s fur grazed her skin, slowly coming closer to Ashely’s delicate, wet pussy. The tickly hairs sent chills through Ashley’s burning mound. She knew what it was and imagined what it was there for. It teased her. It circled around her slit, moving ever closer downward. Dandy stared down at Ashley’s pulsing clit. “I wonder…”
The tendril pushed itself inside her dripping mound. It slid in easily, pushing in farther and farther. Its hairs tickled as they always had, but inside her for a new, electrifying ticklish sensation. At the same time, Dandy’s tongue darted out again. It flicked against Ashley’s clit, over and over, no longer pausing to inspect. All at once, Ashley's body exploded on the inside. The new tickles made her laughter give way to gasping moans, sounds that none of them had ever heard before. An unknowable pleasure burst through her. Never had she felt such an intense apex of absolute ticklishness and desire. Between the feathery tendril sliding in and out of her, to Dandy’s tongue ravishing her clit, to Jaja and Bingles mercilessly tickling her feet, to all the other tendrils treating themselves to her most sensitive nerves, Ashley’s mind melted into knowing nothing beyond the feelings coursing through her.
“MMMMMM!! OOOHHHHHEEHEEEHEEMMMMM!!!!” Ashley let out one guttural cry after another. With all the tickling happening at once, Ashley was quick to achieve the release she had been begging for. Within only a few flicks against her clit, the pressure building up inside Ashley began erupting. A strong explosion of pleasure that she had never known left her drifting closer to unconsciousness. It came with a sudden rupture but continued to last. Many seconds of climax became minutes of total ecstasy. She cried out as she came harder than she ever had before. Her teeth sank into the gag. Her pussy leaked more, dripping down to her cheeks. All the while, the tickles never ceased, and to Ashley’s momentary dread, her orgasm left her more sensitive than ever.
“Mmmm, such an interesting reaction…” Dandy said. Ashley found a sense of rejuvenation as her laughter became louder and more prominent over her moans. Dandy studied the girl’s noises and movements while his tongue continued to tickle her clit and the tendril pumped its tickly hairs in and out of her pussy.
“Wow, that was some laugh, teehee!” Jaja said, her fingers still tirelessly skittering across her foot. “She must really like that spot, Dandy!”
“I do think you are right…” Dandy said.
“Should we stop now?” Bingles asked, between licks up her bound, bare sole. Ashley’s screams of laughter bellowed all throughout the room, easily heard from everywhere else in the house. Her head shook. Her mouth dribbled against the gag. Her head swam and eyes rolled behind the blindfold. Instinctively, she tried to beg them for the mercy she so needed.
“MMMMMHHHEEHEEEHEEEHEEE!!! SHHHTAAHAAAHAEEHEEHEEHEEE!!!!” Ashley pleaded. Bingles tilted his head curiously as Dandy smirked.
“Not when she’s having so much fun, Dandy, you big dumb-dumb,” said Jaja.
“Yer right!” Bingles said, returning to tormenting her poor foot with his tongue.
“After all…” Dandy began, his tendrils masterfully tickling the girl’s body, both inside and out, “... we don’t stop until she says ‘stop’…”
~~~
Comments
This story reminds me much of A Boy and his Tickle Monster...I'd love to see something similar from a male perspective...I can only imagine what kind of goofy, teasy characters would toy with a boy until he crumbled and succumbs to all the sensual teasing. x.x
Matt
Ok, this was a fantastic read 😍 I love this kind of stories and it hits pretty much the sweetspot that your style usually has (something that I really like), which is a perfect balance between sexy, cute and fun. I guess that balance is also something that hits close to home due to the fact that (I'm assuming) most of us who have a tickling fetish began to experience it from an early age, and you resignify it as you grow older. That's why I love stories like this, and quite frankly it's also the kind of content that makes me glad to had sucribed to your Patreon :) I hope we get to see a bit more of Ashely and/or her monster friends in the future :)
