jersey_tickler
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The year was 1985. It was a fall night approaching dusk, cooled by a gentle breeze, and Halloween was two weeks away. Not a bad friday night for young people to go out and have fun.
Lisa stepped out of the shower and wrapped herself in a towel. After drying herself she slipped on her white robe and matching slippers. She was a very pretty girl, standing 5"8" and no older than eighteen. Walking over to her tape player, she popped in Samantha Fox's Second Album, currently listening to "I Only Wanna Be With You".
As she brushed each of her lovely locks on her long blonde hair, she sang along with Samantha, watching herself in the mirror as she did so.
You stopped to smile at me
Asked if I cared to dance
Then I fell into your open arms
And I didn't stand a chance!!!!!!
Now listen, honey!
I just wanna be beside you, everywhere
As long as we're together honey, I don't care
cos you started something
Now cant you see
That ever since weve met
Youve had a hold on me
No matter what you do
I only wanna be with you!
Fifteen minutes away....
Mallory laid on her bed, wearing nothing but a smile, laying on her stomach with her legs bent. She was 5"4", with medium length brown hair.e Mallory was also eighteen and chewed bubble gum while waiting for her bath to be ready. It was going to be an interesting night, but sadly she would not be venturing out with any hot young stud.
Lisa stood in front of her large rectangular mirror that matched her height, and studied her choice of clothing. She wore a light pink buttoned blouse, a brown argyle buttoned sweater vest, blue jeans, gray socks, and white Nikes.
"There we go, Lisa, you're ready to stop the world and melt with Luke" she said to herself.
Back at Mallory's place, she looked herself over as well after getting dressed. She wore an orange slouch sweater, a teal snakeskin skirt that went just above her knees, black stockings underneath her orange slouch socks, and her green Reeboks. She had a big green belt around her middle, which reeked of 1980s style, and had her brown hair in a ponytail. She chomped on Double Mint gum and put bracelets on her wrists.
Lisa heard a knock at her front door, it was Luke, her boyfriend of nine months. She eagerly skipped to the door to let him in. He had dark hair, a brown leather jacket, black T-shirt, and blue jeans with brown boot shoes. He somewhat resembled Johnny Depp's character from 21 Jump Street, which ironically was his and Lisa's favorite show. The couple embraced each other with a quick smooch and then descended toward Luke's car to go pick up Mallory.
Mallory was just applying lipstick when she heard a car honking from outside. She grabbed her purse and trodded outside and hopped in Luke's backseat.
"What's shakin Luke and Lisa love-berds asked Mallory fastening her seatbelt. Due to her Brooklyn accent, Mallory couldn't exactly annunciate a lot of her words and often sounded like she was pinching her nose when she talked.
"Just going to the fair, like we planned Mal" replied Lisa, only Luke's not exactly doing Snoopy dances over the outing".
"Oh Gawd, don't tell me that he wanted to go out to Pizza Planet, and stuff his face while wastin the night awaay playin vidia games while tryin to win ya a prize from the claaaw machine".
"No Luke began, me and Lisa do that enough". "But on this particular night, I wanted to go to the drive in and watch Friday the 13th part 4, and then watch Halloween II.
"A movie that came out five years ago, Luke, reminded Lisa. "And on video cassette that we watched on Halloween night, if I recall".
"I know, Lisa, but it's not that often that we get a slasher movie double feature explained Luke, and I just happen to love movies that have crazy killers".
"But that's like so creepy to take ya girlfriend to see a slasha moovie protested Mallory. "Ya oughta take ya girl to see the latest John Hughes movie, Breakfast Club. "Hell, take her to see St Elmo's Fire, that was so groovy and Andrew McCarthy is so gore-geous".
"I know it's weird, Mallory said Luke, and I really don't like watching people get killed". "But I love that the killer always meets his demise in the end". "What I wouldn't give to have a showdown with a serial killer who wanted to kill my girl".
"Well maybe if you move to L.A., you can audition for Friday the 13th part 5, baby suggested Lisa. "That'd be a movie I'd pay to go see in theaters".
"Really, you would asked Luke.
"Mhmmmm said Lisa with smile, as long as you're the dreamy, teen hearthrob hero who gets to kill the bad guy in the end, that'd be a movie I'd hold in high regard".
"Be still my heart sang Luke, I think I'm in love, people"!
He and Lisa shared a kiss, until Mallory put her two cents in".
"Hey ya Horror Movie Hero wannabe, less sucking face and more concentrated drivin, please"!
A perfect night for a trip to the carnival! Lisa walked through the crowded fairgrounds with Luke and Mallory in tow. They had played a few games, and ridden on the Merry Go Round. Luke was startign to feel adventourous though.
Lisa took Luke’s hand and smiled at him. He could be immature sometimes, but she loved his soft side which she often brought out even when he didn't want to let it out. She remembered all the times they had cuddled in bed, and how warm he made her feel, outside and inside.
“What are you grinnin’ about?” He asked.
Lisa wrapped her arm around his and leaned her head against his shoulder.
“Oh, I'm just that I got my way and dodged going to a movie that surely would've given me nightmares for quite a long time.”
"Well, I'm also kind of glad that you got your way said Luke, because now I have a chance to win you a panda which will raise my chances of bedding you tonight".
The two laughed and shared a kiss, lasting no long than five seconds.
Mallory rolled her eyes, clearly feeling like the third wheel.
“Oh gawd, get a room ya two,” she said, chewing on another piece of Double-Mint gum.
Lisa ignored her and flashed her big blue eyes at Luke.
“Be honest, aren’t you glad we came to the amusement park, baby"? she asked.
Luke gave an exaggerated yawn and put his arm around her.
Yeah, I'll admit that I'm having fun, but you know what would be even more fun"?
"What's that, baby"?
"Going on the roller coaster said Luke with a smile.
"No way, Luke, you know I hate to even drive fast, let alone on a ride going 100 miles an hour".
"Ditto Luke agreed Mallory, and I'm hungry too".
"Well how about you two go on this ride with me, and I'll spring for burgers".
"Oh damn said Lisa biting her lip, torn between the love for my boyfriend and my love for red meat, what do you think, Mal"?
"Fuck it, let's get this over with, so I can get a free burger"!
"Alright cheered Luke, let's ride".
"Under one condition though, Luke chirped Mallory.
"Yeah, what's that asked Luke cuirously?
"Me and Lisa decorating you in makeup, dressing you up in our favorite threads". "And paint ya toenails, put some pantyhose on those nice legs, and make you a drag queen for Halloween"!
"And braiding that nice hair of yours added Lisa, you'd be so pretty".
Luke thought long and hard, and then considered that maybe it would turn Lisa on even more and they'd have sex all night long.
"Fine, deal, but I'm not shaving my legs".
As the three walked away, they had no idea that they were being watched by a hidden camera.
"Fuck it said Luke, if that's what it takes to see a slasher movie, I'll do it".
They all laughed, then stopped to got some popcorn.
“So what do you wanna do next?” Luke asked thickly through a mouthful of popcorn.
“Ooh, I wanna go in that Fun House over there!” Mallory pointed towards a large red and yellow striped tent with a sign that read “Fun House” in big bold print.
“Oh jeez Mal, that looks boring,” Lisa said. “Let’s go on the Ferris Wheel!”
Mallory shuddered and shook her head, Lisa was quite a dork sometimes.
“Oh gawd Lisa, you know how much I hate heights”. “Besides, it’s just an excuse for you and Luke to make out fifty feet above the ground”. “Look, why don’t you two go and do that and I’ll go in the Fun House. We can meet at the elephant when we’re done.” She pointed to the large fountain shaped like an elephant a few feet away.
They agreed and went their separate ways. Mallory walked up to the Fun House. It didn’t look like there was anyone else around. She peeked inside.
“Hello?” she called. No reply. She shrugged to herself. “I guess it’s just me then.”
She walked inside. A second later, a dark shape slunk in after her.
Mallory looked around the interior of the Fun House. It had looked a lot smaller on the outside. There were rows of mirrors all around her, forming a sort of maze. Mallory had been inside such a place before, but never one as elaborate. She rubbed the mirror closest to her with the palm of her hand, leaving a clear streak in the fine layer of dust.
“They sure don’t keep up on their housecleaning,” she said, unwrapping another piece of Double-Mint.
She started walking through the maze; occasionally bumping into a mirror that she thought was a way out. She continued through for what seemed like a very long time, but she still seemed no nearer to the exit than when she had started.
“Oh for cryin out loud,” she said, sticking a third piece of Double-Mint into her mouth.
She was getting tired of this place, and it was making her more and more uneasy. She kept hearing what sounded disconcertingly like footsteps not far behind her, but whenever she stopped to listen more closely she heard nothing. And she was sure that at one point she had heard faint breathing…
She started to walk faster. She just wanted to find her way out. Lisa and Luke were probably starting to get worried. After a while, she stopped. She was in an area of the Fun House that looked different from the rest. The mirrors were arranged in a circle around her, and Mallory was certain that one of them was in reality the exit. She looked closely at each one, but they all just looked like dusty mirrors. Then she heard it: a low, rumbling noise that sounded ominously like a growl. She turned around but saw nothing but more endless rows of mirrors. Get a grip on yourself Mal, she thought. She took a deep breath to calm herself, and then turned back to the circle of mirrors. She screamed.
Just behind her reflection she saw a dark figure, draped in shadows, with glowing crimson eyes. It growled, a disturbing noise, mostly because Mallory had never heard it before. She whirled around and ran straight past the creature. She ran past the many rows of mirrors, and in each one she could see the creature close behind her. Panicking, she ran straight into a mirror and fell flat on her back. She quickly sat up and started crawling backwards. The creature was in front of her.
“No…” she sobbed, “No, please don’t hurt me…”
Matt and Nick, a couple of teenagers who worked part time at the carnival, sat on some crates behind the Fun House. They had finished their shift at the concession stand. Nick finished rolling up another joint and lit it up.
“Man, I’m getting fucking tired of this,” he said, taking a long drag.
“Yeah, this job fucking blows,” Matt replied, lighting up his own.
An ear-splitting scream came from inside the Fun House. Both teens stopped cold, straining they ears.
“Man what the fuck was that?” Matt said.
“I don’t know dude,” Nick replied. He got up and peered inside the exit.
“I don’t see nothing,” he said. He walked back to the crate and sat down. Matt fumbled nervously with his joint.
“You don’t think someone’s hurt in there do you?” he asked after taking a particularly long drag. Nick didn’t answer. After a while they heard footsteps coming from inside the Fun House.
“Shit, someone’s coming!” Nick said, dropping the joint and stomping it out. Matt did the same and they both stood up. Someone stepped out of the Fun House, but they couldn’t quite make out what he looked like. He was carrying an unconscious form on his shoulder.
“Hey man, what the fuck,” Nick said. The shadowy figure turned slowly, and then gently put down the person he was carrying. The two teens could now see a pair of glowing red eyes, staring beadily at them.
“Holy shit dude, lets get out of here!” Matt exclaimed. But Nick was frozen to the spot, his eyes fixed on the creature. Matt grabbed his arm and tugged.
“Dude, come on!” he yelled.
He looked at Nick, then back at where the creature was standing. It was gone. Nick snapped out of the trance.
“What…?” they heard growling behind them. They turned around and the creature was there. Suddenly if flicked its arm forward and threw something at Nick’s face. He started screaming. Matt stared in horror at his friend’s face as the skin slowly began to burn away. Nick backed into the wall and slunk to the ground, clutching his face and writhing horribly. Matt turned to run but he was struck in the face with some sort of liquid. His own screams soon eclipsed Nick’s as he felt his face slowly begin to melt away…
The Ferris wheel spun slowly around, bringing Lisa and Luke’s box closer to the top.
“Oh wow, you can see everything up here!” Lisa said. The moon was shining down brightly on them.
Luke smiled and took her hand. “The only thing I want to look at right now is you.”
Lisa turned to him and returned his smile.
“You’re so suave Luke she said sarcastically, do you know that”?
Luke leaned forward and kissed her. She embraced him and they kissed, long and hard. Some of the people in line whistled as they passed by.
“I think we have an audience,” Luke said when they finally pulled away. Lisa grinned and twirled her hair around a finger.
After the ride was over, they walked hand-in-hand to the elephant fountain. Mallory wasn’t there.
“How long can it take to go through a Fun House?” Luke wondered aloud.
Lisa shrugged and sat down on the edge of the fountain. She could see coins glimmering in the shallow water. She took a nickel out of her pocket, made a wish, and flicked it into the fountain. Luke sat down next to her.
“What’d you wish for?” he asked.
Lisa grinned. “Oh come one Luke, you know I can’t tell you or it won’t come true!”
Luke laughed. “Okay, okay.” He took a penny out of his pocket and turned it over in his hands. “Well, I’m not afraid to tell you my wish.” He closed his eyes and flung the coin into the water. “I wish that the next time I go out with Lisa we’ll go see Friday the 13th and not go to the carnival.”
Lisa slapped him playfully. “Oh ha-ha, very funny Luke.”
A blood-curdling scream rose high into the air. Suddenly the night erupted with horrible screaming. It sounded as if someone was being tortured. Lisa and Luke glanced at each other.
“Luke, what is that?” Lisa asked nervously.
“Dunno, but it doesn’t sound good.”
Suddenly a mob of people came running from the park, swarming towards the exit. Lisa was almost swept away in the tide of horrified looking carnival-goers, but Luke grabbed her hand and pulled her out of the way.
“What the hell is going on?” she asked over the commotion.
“I’m not sure,” Luke yelled, “I think I heard someone say something about a murder. We better get out of here.”
They started to make their way towards the exit. Lisa stopped.
“Luke wait, we can’t leave without Mallory!” She looked through the swarming mass of people, trying to spot her friend. Luke tugged on her arm. "She probably already made it out Lisa! Lets go!"
“No, I have to go and find her!” Suddenly they were caught up in the torrent of fleeing people, and Luke’s hand was pried from Lisa’s. She flattened herself against a gate to keep from being swept away. Luke was being pushed farther and farther away.
“LISA!” he yelled. But he was pushed out of her sight. Lisa ran back, the only person heading towards the carnival. Somehow, amidst all the confusion she managed to find her way to the Fun House, albeit the back side. There she was met with a horrible sight. Two bodies were slumped on the ground, their heads covered with what looked like pillowcases. There was something vaguely familiar about this…she couldn’t put her finger on it. Curiosity overcoming her, she bent over and slowly removed the pillowcase from the body closest to her. She wished she hadn’t. She screamed and quickly covered the face back up. It was horribly disfigured, as though all the skin had melted away. Before she knew what she was doing, she had stumbled into the Fun House. It was eerily quiet inside, the only sound being the faint rumbling and screaming from the crowd of people swarming through the exit. Lisa looked around. There was a circle of mirrors around her.
“Mallory!” she called. No answer. She cupped her hands over her mouth. “MALLORY!” she yelled. Again she was met only with silence. Perhaps Mallory had already made it out…
Lisa heard a shuffling noise behind her. She turned sharply, but saw nothing. The flap over the entrance to the Fun House rustled in the wind. Lisa was certain she had heard something. “Mallory?” she called again. She walked closer to the entrance. There was nothing there…
“Liiiisssssaaaa…”
Lisa gasped and whirled around, her heart pounding. “Who’s there?” she said in a very high-pitched voice. “Mallory, is this some kind of a joke?”
Then saw it: a dark figure standing in the shadows. She screamed and ran out of the Fun House. She just ran, not caring where she was going. After a few moments she saw a large tent up ahead, with lights and the sound of voices coming from the inside. She hurried towards it, hoping that whoever was inside could help her. She didn’t notice a sign just outside the entrance. It read “Freak Show”.
She pushed the door open. It was large inside, and very smoky. Music played loudly from an unseen radio:
“I’m goin to a party, and I hope you are hearty,
So please don’t be naughty, for it’s a punky reggae party”
It had the same sort of atmosphere as a biker bar.
“Please…” she said breathlessly, “help me. There’s been a murder and someone’s chasing me!” As she regained her breath, she noticed the people inside the tent. She almost screamed.
There were three men and two women, all grotesquely bizarre in appearance. One was a short, swarthy looking man, bald and missing his left eye. He almost looked normal, except that he had another torso, identical to the other, jutting out from his left side.
“It takes a joyful sound to make the world go ‘round,
Come with your heart and soul, come and come and rock your boat,”
Another man sat close by, wearing a Michael Myers mask. In addition to his two normal arms, he had another beneath each one.
A beautiful, darker skinned woman stood at a bar behind him, wearing little. She was mostly normal, but her arms were covered in small, fine bristles.
The last two were a pair of twins, almost completely identical, save for their gender. They had long, silky white hair and were dressed in acrobat costumes. Lisa couldn’t spot anything strange about them at all…
The swarthy looking man removed a very fat joint from his mouth. “Who the fuck are you?” he demanded in a low, rumbling voice.
“It’s a punky reggae party, and its all night,
It’s a punky reggae party, and it’s all right”
Lisa stared at him. “Didn’t you just hear me? Two men are dead! You have to help me.”
The other freaks laughed. Baldy (as she had silently named the swarthy looking man) stood up, smoke billowing from his lips, an evil grin on his face. “Oh is that right, love?” he said.
“That right, love?” his other torso echoed.
The others continued sniggering as Baldy slowly approached Lisa. She began to back up. These guys creeped her out by their appearance, and she didn't like the lustful looks they were giving her! She suddenly became very afraid.
“Um, I think I made a mistake,” she said, slowly making her way towards the door. “Never mind.”
Baldy’s grin widened. “Not leaving already are we?” he asked (“Are we?” his other torso said). “But you’ve only just got here!” (“Just got here!”) Lisa turned to open the door but Baldy grabbed her by the arms. She screamed.
“Let me go you freak!” She struggled quite uselessly.
“Freak? Oh, now that hurts love, that really hurts.” (“That really hurts”)
He shoved her forward roughly, into the man with four arms, whose name was Mike. He shoved her into the woman with bristles on her arms, whose name was Bristle.
“You shouldn’t judge people by their appearances she snickered, we’re not dressing the way you look in these preppy clothes you got on”.
“I don’t dress preppy” shot Lisa as she struggled to get free.
Bristle smiled and pushed her into the albino twins (Albino A and B), who held her tightly between them.
“A tip from a gypsy: she said man you’re getting tipsy,
Hiding from reality, in your world of hypocrisy”
The other freaks all stood to the side as the door opened. The shadowy figure that Lisa had seen in the Fun House stood in the doorway, eyes blazing red. Lisa’s heart was pounding. What were they going to do to her?
The shadowy figure stepped forward and into the light, and Lisa could see him fully. She gasped. It was dressed in a maroon colored ringmaster costume, complete with a top hat sitting atop the most horrendous looking head that she had ever seen. It looked like a cross between a wolf and a wild boar, with thick black hair, a tusked snout, and glistening fangs that were dripping with saliva. It was frightening, yet at the same time it looked almost…unreal, as if it were not person’s true face.
“It’s a punky reggae party, and its all night,
It’s a punky reggae party and it’s all right”
"So, this young girl has decided to crash our party, eh"?
"Crash your party echoed Lisa, I came to warn you freaks about a killer on the loose
The Ringmaster snarled. “Take her to the torture rack,” it said.
Albino A and B dragged Lisa into a back room, where she saw a rather large chairwith stocks at the end and shackles on the wall behind it. Mike and the Ringmaster followed close behind.
“No, let me go! Please, let me go!” Lisa shrieked. She didn’t want to think about what they had in store for her. They thrusted her roughly onto the table. Albino A locked her feet in the stocks. Lisa was on the verge of tears. She looked at her captors pleadingly.
“Please don’t hurt me, just let me go please! I won’t tell anyone, I promise!”
They just laughed. Mike removed her jean jacket and tied her wrists together with duct tape. Albino A and Albino B started unlacing her shoes. That was odd…and then something occurred to Lisa. No, that couldn’t be what they were planning to do to her, it was so ridiculous. And yet, why else would they remove her shoes?
“No, leave my shoes on she begged as the right one came off, followed by the left.
The Albino twins studied the designs on her Nikes for a minute before tossing them across the room. They each picked up a socked foot, looked at each other and then smiled at Lisa.
“Don’t warned Lisa, even though she had no way to stop them.
The twins ignored her and Albino A reached under the cuff of her jeans and started to pull down her pink sock. When it got to her heel, she grasped it by the tips and pulled the sock completely off. Albino B used both hands and yanked off Lisa’s other sock in one quick tug.
Lisa cringed as her size tens were bared, her toes wiggling helplessly. She watched in dismay as her twin captors smelled her pink tube socks. Wrinkling their noses in disgust, the two females tossed them away and knelt down at Lisa’s feet.
And then Lisa discovered why the Albino twins were part of the freak posse. They opened their mouths and out of each came a long, pointed pink tongue. They extended like a chameleon’s, slowly wrapping around her ankles. The tips came to a rest just in front of her bare feet. They didn’t feel like tongues all; they were dry and leathery. The whole thing struck Lisa as so bizarre she couldn’t even speak. She could laugh though. The tongues started moving up and down her soles, tickling horribly. Lisa bucked around, laughing like crazy. It really tickled! The horrid things slunk all up and down her feet, not missing a centimeter. One of them slunk its way between all her toes, which made her laugh even harder. The tongues didn’t let up, they just kept slithering along her bare feet with horribly ticklish results. Lisa threw her head back, unable to contain her laughter. Why were they doing this to her? What had she ever done to them? Apparently the freaks didn’t ask themselves such questions. They just tickled. Then, to make matters worse, Mike ripped off her sweater vest, then quickly unbuttoned her pink blouse with his four hands and revealing Lisa's cream colored bra. He then proceeded to make good use of all his arms. Two of them slid under her arms and began tickling the soft flesh there. As if that wasn’t bad enough, two other arms dug their fingers into her sides. That was torture! Lisa was simultaneously being tickled in seven different places, making her laugh so hard she thought her head might explode. And all the while the Ringmaster just stood back and observed, saliva dripping from his mouth in little streams, his red eyes fixed on Lisa’s laughter-contorted face. Lisa was laughing so much that the ridiculousness of the whole situation was lost on her. The only thing that mattered right now was the horrible tickling. It went on for what seemed like an eternity, turning Lisa into a babbling wreck. She started pleading for mercy.
“OHO NOHOHO, PLEHEEAAAAAAASE NOHOHOHOHO MORE! OH GAHAHAAHAAAAHAD STAHAHAAAAHAP!”
But as you might expect, this got her nothing. In fact, it only made them tickle harder, increasing Lisa’s torture to levels she hadn’t imagined possible. And still the Ringmaster watched, as if transfixed. Lisa had the horrible impression that he was planning something rather nasty for her. After some time (days, it seemed like) the Ringmaster stepped forward.
“Enough,” he commanded. Mike pulled his arms away from Lisa’s body and the Albinos quickly retracted their tongues. “Bring her to my private chamber, and then take everything off with the exception of her undergarments.
Lisa didn’t like the sound of that. She was certain that whatever it was it involved more tickling. That was a prospect that did not sound particularly appealing to her.
Mike dragged Lisa into another room, deeper in the huge tent. Her naked heels skidding on the floor. This room was darker than the others, lit only by a single lamp. There was nothing in the room except for a large, circular padded table. Lisa knew exactly what was coming. Mike laid her on the table and pinned her arms down, while the twins tried to wrestled Lisa out of her jeans. Her legs kicked wildly as she tired to prevent herself from being undressed any further.
“NOOOO, DON’T TAKE MY PANTS OFFFFFF” she screeched.
The twins laughed and undid her pants button and then pulled down her zipper. With all their might, the Albinos yanked her jeans off. Both of them smiled and caressed Lisa’s light lipink panties, but didn’t take them off.
Her arms and legs were spread-eagle on the table and strapped her down. Mike removed her bra. She was now covered only by her panties. Mike and the twins left the room, leaving Lisa alone with the Ringmaster. For a while he just stood there, taking her in. Lisa was starting to get anxious. She hoped sincerely that tickling was all that he was going to do to her.
“So…aren’t you going to tickle me?” she asked, her voice trembling.
The Ringmaster stepped forward a bit. He laughed. “I think that I’m going to let you in on my little secret.”
Lisa watched curiously as the Ringmaster raised his hands to his head. He began to remove pieces of his face; the nose, the ears, the chin. Prosthetics…of course, that had been why the face looked so unreal. Finally all that remained was a thin rubber mask. The Ringmaster removed it and looked at his victim. Lisa stared at him, dumbfounded. He was a very handsome looking man, probably in his late thirties or early forties. A kind smile spread onto his face, but his eyes were cold and cruel…for some reason, Lisa found this man to be far more frightening than the creature she thought he was before. There was something about him that didn’t seem…right.
“As you can see, I am no beast, nor am I a freak like my colleagues.”
“Who are you?” Lisa asked fearfully.
The Ringmaster smiled in a most unpleasant way. “You’ve heard of the Tickle Monster, I’m sure?”
This is ridiculous…Lisa thought. This guy must have had a bit too much of “the good stuff” back in the seventies.
The Ringmaster chuckled darkly at Lisa’s expression. “That term was coined to describe me. Hmm, but you may know me better by another term. You must have heard of the infamous Pillowcase Killer?”
Lisa’s eyes widened. Everyone knew that story! Back in the seventies there had been a series of brutal murders. In each case the victim had had their face burned with sulfuric acid, and then covered with a pillowcase. It suddenly made sense…those bodies she’d found outside the Fun House, their faces were burned and covered with pillowcases. Lisa’s fear instantly doubled; first she was tickled half to death, now she was going to be murdered by a psychopath! This really wasn’t her night.
The Ringmaster laughed, a sound that was oddly warm and cheerful. And yet there was something about it that turned Lisa’s stomach. “Yes, I’m the very same. But I do not make a habit of murder…no, there is something that I crave far more.” His eyes gleamed, flashing faintly red. There was madness in them…Lisa found herself more fearful than ever. There as something utterly wrong about this man.
The Ringmaster licked his lips. “I desire laughter, screaming, pleading…a woman in ticklish agony…there is nothing I find more pleasing.” He stopped for a moment, taking deep breaths as if to calm himself. He straightened up. “These so called “freaks”…they are not simply sideshow attractions. They are my children, my attempts to create the ultimate “tickle monster”. They live to serve me, and they serve my purposes well. I created each one of them to excel at the art of tickling, to be far more effective at extracting laughter from their victims. You have already experienced this firsthand. But it was I who taught them all they know, and there are none better than me. I may not have the same tools as my children, but I know how to use what I have at my disposal. And you, my dear, are about to find that out.”
The maniacal gleam returned to his eyes and he advanced, his hands outstretched, coming ever closer. Lisa knew there would be no point in begging, there was no escaping this. She was going to be tickled by a madman who killed people and stuck pillowcases over their heads, and in his spare time genetically engineered sideshow freaks. How had she ever gotten herself into this situation?
Mallory awoke, feeling rather groggy. She was in a dimly lit room that looked as if it was in a tent…how had she gotten here? Where was that awful creature she had been running from? The last thing she could remember was screaming as the creature came towards her…and then it had all faded to black. Odd…she was on a table, her hands shackled above her head and her feet locked in stocks. What the hell was going on?
“Is anyone there? Let me out will ya? HELP ME!”
She was a scantily clad woman with what looked like bristles protruding from her arms, and next to her was swarthy, bald man with a missing eye. And he had another torso jutting from his left side! Mallory screamed. If this was a bad dream, she wanted to wake up right now!
The bald man (and his other torso) grinned evilly. “Hello love, its about time you woke up. You’ve been missing out on all the fun!” ("on all the fun!") Mallory gulped, wondering what was in store for her…
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Hard part's over. Now, let's get these other piggies wiggling
~Kill Bill
Lisa stepped out of the shower and wrapped herself in a towel. After drying herself she slipped on her white robe and matching slippers. She was a very pretty girl, standing 5"8" and no older than eighteen. Walking over to her tape player, she popped in Samantha Fox's Second Album, currently listening to "I Only Wanna Be With You".
As she brushed each of her lovely locks on her long blonde hair, she sang along with Samantha, watching herself in the mirror as she did so.
You stopped to smile at me
Asked if I cared to dance
Then I fell into your open arms
And I didn't stand a chance!!!!!!
Now listen, honey!
I just wanna be beside you, everywhere
As long as we're together honey, I don't care
cos you started something
Now cant you see
That ever since weve met
Youve had a hold on me
No matter what you do
I only wanna be with you!
Fifteen minutes away....
Mallory laid on her bed, wearing nothing but a smile, laying on her stomach with her legs bent. She was 5"4", with medium length brown hair.e Mallory was also eighteen and chewed bubble gum while waiting for her bath to be ready. It was going to be an interesting night, but sadly she would not be venturing out with any hot young stud.
Lisa stood in front of her large rectangular mirror that matched her height, and studied her choice of clothing. She wore a light pink buttoned blouse, a brown argyle buttoned sweater vest, blue jeans, gray socks, and white Nikes.
"There we go, Lisa, you're ready to stop the world and melt with Luke" she said to herself.
Back at Mallory's place, she looked herself over as well after getting dressed. She wore an orange slouch sweater, a teal snakeskin skirt that went just above her knees, black stockings underneath her orange slouch socks, and her green Reeboks. She had a big green belt around her middle, which reeked of 1980s style, and had her brown hair in a ponytail. She chomped on Double Mint gum and put bracelets on her wrists.
Lisa heard a knock at her front door, it was Luke, her boyfriend of nine months. She eagerly skipped to the door to let him in. He had dark hair, a brown leather jacket, black T-shirt, and blue jeans with brown boot shoes. He somewhat resembled Johnny Depp's character from 21 Jump Street, which ironically was his and Lisa's favorite show. The couple embraced each other with a quick smooch and then descended toward Luke's car to go pick up Mallory.
Mallory was just applying lipstick when she heard a car honking from outside. She grabbed her purse and trodded outside and hopped in Luke's backseat.
"What's shakin Luke and Lisa love-berds asked Mallory fastening her seatbelt. Due to her Brooklyn accent, Mallory couldn't exactly annunciate a lot of her words and often sounded like she was pinching her nose when she talked.
"Just going to the fair, like we planned Mal" replied Lisa, only Luke's not exactly doing Snoopy dances over the outing".
"Oh Gawd, don't tell me that he wanted to go out to Pizza Planet, and stuff his face while wastin the night awaay playin vidia games while tryin to win ya a prize from the claaaw machine".
"No Luke began, me and Lisa do that enough". "But on this particular night, I wanted to go to the drive in and watch Friday the 13th part 4, and then watch Halloween II.
"A movie that came out five years ago, Luke, reminded Lisa. "And on video cassette that we watched on Halloween night, if I recall".
"I know, Lisa, but it's not that often that we get a slasher movie double feature explained Luke, and I just happen to love movies that have crazy killers".
"But that's like so creepy to take ya girlfriend to see a slasha moovie protested Mallory. "Ya oughta take ya girl to see the latest John Hughes movie, Breakfast Club. "Hell, take her to see St Elmo's Fire, that was so groovy and Andrew McCarthy is so gore-geous".
"I know it's weird, Mallory said Luke, and I really don't like watching people get killed". "But I love that the killer always meets his demise in the end". "What I wouldn't give to have a showdown with a serial killer who wanted to kill my girl".
"Well maybe if you move to L.A., you can audition for Friday the 13th part 5, baby suggested Lisa. "That'd be a movie I'd pay to go see in theaters".
"Really, you would asked Luke.
"Mhmmmm said Lisa with smile, as long as you're the dreamy, teen hearthrob hero who gets to kill the bad guy in the end, that'd be a movie I'd hold in high regard".
"Be still my heart sang Luke, I think I'm in love, people"!
He and Lisa shared a kiss, until Mallory put her two cents in".
"Hey ya Horror Movie Hero wannabe, less sucking face and more concentrated drivin, please"!
A perfect night for a trip to the carnival! Lisa walked through the crowded fairgrounds with Luke and Mallory in tow. They had played a few games, and ridden on the Merry Go Round. Luke was startign to feel adventourous though.
Lisa took Luke’s hand and smiled at him. He could be immature sometimes, but she loved his soft side which she often brought out even when he didn't want to let it out. She remembered all the times they had cuddled in bed, and how warm he made her feel, outside and inside.
“What are you grinnin’ about?” He asked.
Lisa wrapped her arm around his and leaned her head against his shoulder.
“Oh, I'm just that I got my way and dodged going to a movie that surely would've given me nightmares for quite a long time.”
"Well, I'm also kind of glad that you got your way said Luke, because now I have a chance to win you a panda which will raise my chances of bedding you tonight".
The two laughed and shared a kiss, lasting no long than five seconds.
Mallory rolled her eyes, clearly feeling like the third wheel.
“Oh gawd, get a room ya two,” she said, chewing on another piece of Double-Mint gum.
Lisa ignored her and flashed her big blue eyes at Luke.
“Be honest, aren’t you glad we came to the amusement park, baby"? she asked.
Luke gave an exaggerated yawn and put his arm around her.
Yeah, I'll admit that I'm having fun, but you know what would be even more fun"?
"What's that, baby"?
"Going on the roller coaster said Luke with a smile.
"No way, Luke, you know I hate to even drive fast, let alone on a ride going 100 miles an hour".
"Ditto Luke agreed Mallory, and I'm hungry too".
"Well how about you two go on this ride with me, and I'll spring for burgers".
"Oh damn said Lisa biting her lip, torn between the love for my boyfriend and my love for red meat, what do you think, Mal"?
"Fuck it, let's get this over with, so I can get a free burger"!
"Alright cheered Luke, let's ride".
"Under one condition though, Luke chirped Mallory.
"Yeah, what's that asked Luke cuirously?
"Me and Lisa decorating you in makeup, dressing you up in our favorite threads". "And paint ya toenails, put some pantyhose on those nice legs, and make you a drag queen for Halloween"!
"And braiding that nice hair of yours added Lisa, you'd be so pretty".
Luke thought long and hard, and then considered that maybe it would turn Lisa on even more and they'd have sex all night long.
"Fine, deal, but I'm not shaving my legs".
As the three walked away, they had no idea that they were being watched by a hidden camera.
"Fuck it said Luke, if that's what it takes to see a slasher movie, I'll do it".
They all laughed, then stopped to got some popcorn.
“So what do you wanna do next?” Luke asked thickly through a mouthful of popcorn.
“Ooh, I wanna go in that Fun House over there!” Mallory pointed towards a large red and yellow striped tent with a sign that read “Fun House” in big bold print.
“Oh jeez Mal, that looks boring,” Lisa said. “Let’s go on the Ferris Wheel!”
Mallory shuddered and shook her head, Lisa was quite a dork sometimes.
“Oh gawd Lisa, you know how much I hate heights”. “Besides, it’s just an excuse for you and Luke to make out fifty feet above the ground”. “Look, why don’t you two go and do that and I’ll go in the Fun House. We can meet at the elephant when we’re done.” She pointed to the large fountain shaped like an elephant a few feet away.
They agreed and went their separate ways. Mallory walked up to the Fun House. It didn’t look like there was anyone else around. She peeked inside.
“Hello?” she called. No reply. She shrugged to herself. “I guess it’s just me then.”
She walked inside. A second later, a dark shape slunk in after her.
Mallory looked around the interior of the Fun House. It had looked a lot smaller on the outside. There were rows of mirrors all around her, forming a sort of maze. Mallory had been inside such a place before, but never one as elaborate. She rubbed the mirror closest to her with the palm of her hand, leaving a clear streak in the fine layer of dust.
“They sure don’t keep up on their housecleaning,” she said, unwrapping another piece of Double-Mint.
She started walking through the maze; occasionally bumping into a mirror that she thought was a way out. She continued through for what seemed like a very long time, but she still seemed no nearer to the exit than when she had started.
“Oh for cryin out loud,” she said, sticking a third piece of Double-Mint into her mouth.
She was getting tired of this place, and it was making her more and more uneasy. She kept hearing what sounded disconcertingly like footsteps not far behind her, but whenever she stopped to listen more closely she heard nothing. And she was sure that at one point she had heard faint breathing…
She started to walk faster. She just wanted to find her way out. Lisa and Luke were probably starting to get worried. After a while, she stopped. She was in an area of the Fun House that looked different from the rest. The mirrors were arranged in a circle around her, and Mallory was certain that one of them was in reality the exit. She looked closely at each one, but they all just looked like dusty mirrors. Then she heard it: a low, rumbling noise that sounded ominously like a growl. She turned around but saw nothing but more endless rows of mirrors. Get a grip on yourself Mal, she thought. She took a deep breath to calm herself, and then turned back to the circle of mirrors. She screamed.
Just behind her reflection she saw a dark figure, draped in shadows, with glowing crimson eyes. It growled, a disturbing noise, mostly because Mallory had never heard it before. She whirled around and ran straight past the creature. She ran past the many rows of mirrors, and in each one she could see the creature close behind her. Panicking, she ran straight into a mirror and fell flat on her back. She quickly sat up and started crawling backwards. The creature was in front of her.
“No…” she sobbed, “No, please don’t hurt me…”
Matt and Nick, a couple of teenagers who worked part time at the carnival, sat on some crates behind the Fun House. They had finished their shift at the concession stand. Nick finished rolling up another joint and lit it up.
“Man, I’m getting fucking tired of this,” he said, taking a long drag.
“Yeah, this job fucking blows,” Matt replied, lighting up his own.
An ear-splitting scream came from inside the Fun House. Both teens stopped cold, straining they ears.
“Man what the fuck was that?” Matt said.
“I don’t know dude,” Nick replied. He got up and peered inside the exit.
“I don’t see nothing,” he said. He walked back to the crate and sat down. Matt fumbled nervously with his joint.
“You don’t think someone’s hurt in there do you?” he asked after taking a particularly long drag. Nick didn’t answer. After a while they heard footsteps coming from inside the Fun House.
“Shit, someone’s coming!” Nick said, dropping the joint and stomping it out. Matt did the same and they both stood up. Someone stepped out of the Fun House, but they couldn’t quite make out what he looked like. He was carrying an unconscious form on his shoulder.
“Hey man, what the fuck,” Nick said. The shadowy figure turned slowly, and then gently put down the person he was carrying. The two teens could now see a pair of glowing red eyes, staring beadily at them.
“Holy shit dude, lets get out of here!” Matt exclaimed. But Nick was frozen to the spot, his eyes fixed on the creature. Matt grabbed his arm and tugged.
“Dude, come on!” he yelled.
He looked at Nick, then back at where the creature was standing. It was gone. Nick snapped out of the trance.
“What…?” they heard growling behind them. They turned around and the creature was there. Suddenly if flicked its arm forward and threw something at Nick’s face. He started screaming. Matt stared in horror at his friend’s face as the skin slowly began to burn away. Nick backed into the wall and slunk to the ground, clutching his face and writhing horribly. Matt turned to run but he was struck in the face with some sort of liquid. His own screams soon eclipsed Nick’s as he felt his face slowly begin to melt away…
The Ferris wheel spun slowly around, bringing Lisa and Luke’s box closer to the top.
“Oh wow, you can see everything up here!” Lisa said. The moon was shining down brightly on them.
Luke smiled and took her hand. “The only thing I want to look at right now is you.”
Lisa turned to him and returned his smile.
“You’re so suave Luke she said sarcastically, do you know that”?
Luke leaned forward and kissed her. She embraced him and they kissed, long and hard. Some of the people in line whistled as they passed by.
“I think we have an audience,” Luke said when they finally pulled away. Lisa grinned and twirled her hair around a finger.
After the ride was over, they walked hand-in-hand to the elephant fountain. Mallory wasn’t there.
“How long can it take to go through a Fun House?” Luke wondered aloud.
Lisa shrugged and sat down on the edge of the fountain. She could see coins glimmering in the shallow water. She took a nickel out of her pocket, made a wish, and flicked it into the fountain. Luke sat down next to her.
“What’d you wish for?” he asked.
Lisa grinned. “Oh come one Luke, you know I can’t tell you or it won’t come true!”
Luke laughed. “Okay, okay.” He took a penny out of his pocket and turned it over in his hands. “Well, I’m not afraid to tell you my wish.” He closed his eyes and flung the coin into the water. “I wish that the next time I go out with Lisa we’ll go see Friday the 13th and not go to the carnival.”
Lisa slapped him playfully. “Oh ha-ha, very funny Luke.”
A blood-curdling scream rose high into the air. Suddenly the night erupted with horrible screaming. It sounded as if someone was being tortured. Lisa and Luke glanced at each other.
“Luke, what is that?” Lisa asked nervously.
“Dunno, but it doesn’t sound good.”
Suddenly a mob of people came running from the park, swarming towards the exit. Lisa was almost swept away in the tide of horrified looking carnival-goers, but Luke grabbed her hand and pulled her out of the way.
“What the hell is going on?” she asked over the commotion.
“I’m not sure,” Luke yelled, “I think I heard someone say something about a murder. We better get out of here.”
They started to make their way towards the exit. Lisa stopped.
“Luke wait, we can’t leave without Mallory!” She looked through the swarming mass of people, trying to spot her friend. Luke tugged on her arm. "She probably already made it out Lisa! Lets go!"
“No, I have to go and find her!” Suddenly they were caught up in the torrent of fleeing people, and Luke’s hand was pried from Lisa’s. She flattened herself against a gate to keep from being swept away. Luke was being pushed farther and farther away.
“LISA!” he yelled. But he was pushed out of her sight. Lisa ran back, the only person heading towards the carnival. Somehow, amidst all the confusion she managed to find her way to the Fun House, albeit the back side. There she was met with a horrible sight. Two bodies were slumped on the ground, their heads covered with what looked like pillowcases. There was something vaguely familiar about this…she couldn’t put her finger on it. Curiosity overcoming her, she bent over and slowly removed the pillowcase from the body closest to her. She wished she hadn’t. She screamed and quickly covered the face back up. It was horribly disfigured, as though all the skin had melted away. Before she knew what she was doing, she had stumbled into the Fun House. It was eerily quiet inside, the only sound being the faint rumbling and screaming from the crowd of people swarming through the exit. Lisa looked around. There was a circle of mirrors around her.
“Mallory!” she called. No answer. She cupped her hands over her mouth. “MALLORY!” she yelled. Again she was met only with silence. Perhaps Mallory had already made it out…
Lisa heard a shuffling noise behind her. She turned sharply, but saw nothing. The flap over the entrance to the Fun House rustled in the wind. Lisa was certain she had heard something. “Mallory?” she called again. She walked closer to the entrance. There was nothing there…
“Liiiisssssaaaa…”
Lisa gasped and whirled around, her heart pounding. “Who’s there?” she said in a very high-pitched voice. “Mallory, is this some kind of a joke?”
Then saw it: a dark figure standing in the shadows. She screamed and ran out of the Fun House. She just ran, not caring where she was going. After a few moments she saw a large tent up ahead, with lights and the sound of voices coming from the inside. She hurried towards it, hoping that whoever was inside could help her. She didn’t notice a sign just outside the entrance. It read “Freak Show”.
She pushed the door open. It was large inside, and very smoky. Music played loudly from an unseen radio:
“I’m goin to a party, and I hope you are hearty,
So please don’t be naughty, for it’s a punky reggae party”
It had the same sort of atmosphere as a biker bar.
“Please…” she said breathlessly, “help me. There’s been a murder and someone’s chasing me!” As she regained her breath, she noticed the people inside the tent. She almost screamed.
There were three men and two women, all grotesquely bizarre in appearance. One was a short, swarthy looking man, bald and missing his left eye. He almost looked normal, except that he had another torso, identical to the other, jutting out from his left side.
“It takes a joyful sound to make the world go ‘round,
Come with your heart and soul, come and come and rock your boat,”
Another man sat close by, wearing a Michael Myers mask. In addition to his two normal arms, he had another beneath each one.
A beautiful, darker skinned woman stood at a bar behind him, wearing little. She was mostly normal, but her arms were covered in small, fine bristles.
The last two were a pair of twins, almost completely identical, save for their gender. They had long, silky white hair and were dressed in acrobat costumes. Lisa couldn’t spot anything strange about them at all…
The swarthy looking man removed a very fat joint from his mouth. “Who the fuck are you?” he demanded in a low, rumbling voice.
“It’s a punky reggae party, and its all night,
It’s a punky reggae party, and it’s all right”
Lisa stared at him. “Didn’t you just hear me? Two men are dead! You have to help me.”
The other freaks laughed. Baldy (as she had silently named the swarthy looking man) stood up, smoke billowing from his lips, an evil grin on his face. “Oh is that right, love?” he said.
“That right, love?” his other torso echoed.
The others continued sniggering as Baldy slowly approached Lisa. She began to back up. These guys creeped her out by their appearance, and she didn't like the lustful looks they were giving her! She suddenly became very afraid.
“Um, I think I made a mistake,” she said, slowly making her way towards the door. “Never mind.”
Baldy’s grin widened. “Not leaving already are we?” he asked (“Are we?” his other torso said). “But you’ve only just got here!” (“Just got here!”) Lisa turned to open the door but Baldy grabbed her by the arms. She screamed.
“Let me go you freak!” She struggled quite uselessly.
“Freak? Oh, now that hurts love, that really hurts.” (“That really hurts”)
He shoved her forward roughly, into the man with four arms, whose name was Mike. He shoved her into the woman with bristles on her arms, whose name was Bristle.
“You shouldn’t judge people by their appearances she snickered, we’re not dressing the way you look in these preppy clothes you got on”.
“I don’t dress preppy” shot Lisa as she struggled to get free.
Bristle smiled and pushed her into the albino twins (Albino A and B), who held her tightly between them.
“A tip from a gypsy: she said man you’re getting tipsy,
Hiding from reality, in your world of hypocrisy”
The other freaks all stood to the side as the door opened. The shadowy figure that Lisa had seen in the Fun House stood in the doorway, eyes blazing red. Lisa’s heart was pounding. What were they going to do to her?
The shadowy figure stepped forward and into the light, and Lisa could see him fully. She gasped. It was dressed in a maroon colored ringmaster costume, complete with a top hat sitting atop the most horrendous looking head that she had ever seen. It looked like a cross between a wolf and a wild boar, with thick black hair, a tusked snout, and glistening fangs that were dripping with saliva. It was frightening, yet at the same time it looked almost…unreal, as if it were not person’s true face.
“It’s a punky reggae party, and its all night,
It’s a punky reggae party and it’s all right”
"So, this young girl has decided to crash our party, eh"?
"Crash your party echoed Lisa, I came to warn you freaks about a killer on the loose
The Ringmaster snarled. “Take her to the torture rack,” it said.
Albino A and B dragged Lisa into a back room, where she saw a rather large chairwith stocks at the end and shackles on the wall behind it. Mike and the Ringmaster followed close behind.
“No, let me go! Please, let me go!” Lisa shrieked. She didn’t want to think about what they had in store for her. They thrusted her roughly onto the table. Albino A locked her feet in the stocks. Lisa was on the verge of tears. She looked at her captors pleadingly.
“Please don’t hurt me, just let me go please! I won’t tell anyone, I promise!”
They just laughed. Mike removed her jean jacket and tied her wrists together with duct tape. Albino A and Albino B started unlacing her shoes. That was odd…and then something occurred to Lisa. No, that couldn’t be what they were planning to do to her, it was so ridiculous. And yet, why else would they remove her shoes?
“No, leave my shoes on she begged as the right one came off, followed by the left.
The Albino twins studied the designs on her Nikes for a minute before tossing them across the room. They each picked up a socked foot, looked at each other and then smiled at Lisa.
“Don’t warned Lisa, even though she had no way to stop them.
The twins ignored her and Albino A reached under the cuff of her jeans and started to pull down her pink sock. When it got to her heel, she grasped it by the tips and pulled the sock completely off. Albino B used both hands and yanked off Lisa’s other sock in one quick tug.
Lisa cringed as her size tens were bared, her toes wiggling helplessly. She watched in dismay as her twin captors smelled her pink tube socks. Wrinkling their noses in disgust, the two females tossed them away and knelt down at Lisa’s feet.
And then Lisa discovered why the Albino twins were part of the freak posse. They opened their mouths and out of each came a long, pointed pink tongue. They extended like a chameleon’s, slowly wrapping around her ankles. The tips came to a rest just in front of her bare feet. They didn’t feel like tongues all; they were dry and leathery. The whole thing struck Lisa as so bizarre she couldn’t even speak. She could laugh though. The tongues started moving up and down her soles, tickling horribly. Lisa bucked around, laughing like crazy. It really tickled! The horrid things slunk all up and down her feet, not missing a centimeter. One of them slunk its way between all her toes, which made her laugh even harder. The tongues didn’t let up, they just kept slithering along her bare feet with horribly ticklish results. Lisa threw her head back, unable to contain her laughter. Why were they doing this to her? What had she ever done to them? Apparently the freaks didn’t ask themselves such questions. They just tickled. Then, to make matters worse, Mike ripped off her sweater vest, then quickly unbuttoned her pink blouse with his four hands and revealing Lisa's cream colored bra. He then proceeded to make good use of all his arms. Two of them slid under her arms and began tickling the soft flesh there. As if that wasn’t bad enough, two other arms dug their fingers into her sides. That was torture! Lisa was simultaneously being tickled in seven different places, making her laugh so hard she thought her head might explode. And all the while the Ringmaster just stood back and observed, saliva dripping from his mouth in little streams, his red eyes fixed on Lisa’s laughter-contorted face. Lisa was laughing so much that the ridiculousness of the whole situation was lost on her. The only thing that mattered right now was the horrible tickling. It went on for what seemed like an eternity, turning Lisa into a babbling wreck. She started pleading for mercy.
“OHO NOHOHO, PLEHEEAAAAAAASE NOHOHOHOHO MORE! OH GAHAHAAHAAAAHAD STAHAHAAAAHAP!”
But as you might expect, this got her nothing. In fact, it only made them tickle harder, increasing Lisa’s torture to levels she hadn’t imagined possible. And still the Ringmaster watched, as if transfixed. Lisa had the horrible impression that he was planning something rather nasty for her. After some time (days, it seemed like) the Ringmaster stepped forward.
“Enough,” he commanded. Mike pulled his arms away from Lisa’s body and the Albinos quickly retracted their tongues. “Bring her to my private chamber, and then take everything off with the exception of her undergarments.
Lisa didn’t like the sound of that. She was certain that whatever it was it involved more tickling. That was a prospect that did not sound particularly appealing to her.
Mike dragged Lisa into another room, deeper in the huge tent. Her naked heels skidding on the floor. This room was darker than the others, lit only by a single lamp. There was nothing in the room except for a large, circular padded table. Lisa knew exactly what was coming. Mike laid her on the table and pinned her arms down, while the twins tried to wrestled Lisa out of her jeans. Her legs kicked wildly as she tired to prevent herself from being undressed any further.
“NOOOO, DON’T TAKE MY PANTS OFFFFFF” she screeched.
The twins laughed and undid her pants button and then pulled down her zipper. With all their might, the Albinos yanked her jeans off. Both of them smiled and caressed Lisa’s light lipink panties, but didn’t take them off.
Her arms and legs were spread-eagle on the table and strapped her down. Mike removed her bra. She was now covered only by her panties. Mike and the twins left the room, leaving Lisa alone with the Ringmaster. For a while he just stood there, taking her in. Lisa was starting to get anxious. She hoped sincerely that tickling was all that he was going to do to her.
“So…aren’t you going to tickle me?” she asked, her voice trembling.
The Ringmaster stepped forward a bit. He laughed. “I think that I’m going to let you in on my little secret.”
Lisa watched curiously as the Ringmaster raised his hands to his head. He began to remove pieces of his face; the nose, the ears, the chin. Prosthetics…of course, that had been why the face looked so unreal. Finally all that remained was a thin rubber mask. The Ringmaster removed it and looked at his victim. Lisa stared at him, dumbfounded. He was a very handsome looking man, probably in his late thirties or early forties. A kind smile spread onto his face, but his eyes were cold and cruel…for some reason, Lisa found this man to be far more frightening than the creature she thought he was before. There was something about him that didn’t seem…right.
“As you can see, I am no beast, nor am I a freak like my colleagues.”
“Who are you?” Lisa asked fearfully.
The Ringmaster smiled in a most unpleasant way. “You’ve heard of the Tickle Monster, I’m sure?”
This is ridiculous…Lisa thought. This guy must have had a bit too much of “the good stuff” back in the seventies.
The Ringmaster chuckled darkly at Lisa’s expression. “That term was coined to describe me. Hmm, but you may know me better by another term. You must have heard of the infamous Pillowcase Killer?”
Lisa’s eyes widened. Everyone knew that story! Back in the seventies there had been a series of brutal murders. In each case the victim had had their face burned with sulfuric acid, and then covered with a pillowcase. It suddenly made sense…those bodies she’d found outside the Fun House, their faces were burned and covered with pillowcases. Lisa’s fear instantly doubled; first she was tickled half to death, now she was going to be murdered by a psychopath! This really wasn’t her night.
The Ringmaster laughed, a sound that was oddly warm and cheerful. And yet there was something about it that turned Lisa’s stomach. “Yes, I’m the very same. But I do not make a habit of murder…no, there is something that I crave far more.” His eyes gleamed, flashing faintly red. There was madness in them…Lisa found herself more fearful than ever. There as something utterly wrong about this man.
The Ringmaster licked his lips. “I desire laughter, screaming, pleading…a woman in ticklish agony…there is nothing I find more pleasing.” He stopped for a moment, taking deep breaths as if to calm himself. He straightened up. “These so called “freaks”…they are not simply sideshow attractions. They are my children, my attempts to create the ultimate “tickle monster”. They live to serve me, and they serve my purposes well. I created each one of them to excel at the art of tickling, to be far more effective at extracting laughter from their victims. You have already experienced this firsthand. But it was I who taught them all they know, and there are none better than me. I may not have the same tools as my children, but I know how to use what I have at my disposal. And you, my dear, are about to find that out.”
The maniacal gleam returned to his eyes and he advanced, his hands outstretched, coming ever closer. Lisa knew there would be no point in begging, there was no escaping this. She was going to be tickled by a madman who killed people and stuck pillowcases over their heads, and in his spare time genetically engineered sideshow freaks. How had she ever gotten herself into this situation?
Mallory awoke, feeling rather groggy. She was in a dimly lit room that looked as if it was in a tent…how had she gotten here? Where was that awful creature she had been running from? The last thing she could remember was screaming as the creature came towards her…and then it had all faded to black. Odd…she was on a table, her hands shackled above her head and her feet locked in stocks. What the hell was going on?
“Is anyone there? Let me out will ya? HELP ME!”
She was a scantily clad woman with what looked like bristles protruding from her arms, and next to her was swarthy, bald man with a missing eye. And he had another torso jutting from his left side! Mallory screamed. If this was a bad dream, she wanted to wake up right now!
The bald man (and his other torso) grinned evilly. “Hello love, its about time you woke up. You’ve been missing out on all the fun!” ("on all the fun!") Mallory gulped, wondering what was in store for her…
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Hard part's over. Now, let's get these other piggies wiggling
~Kill Bill
