jersey_tickler
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Thank you all for your patience, enjoy this installment as I know you've been dying to read part 4.
Meanwhile Zach was not exactly enjoying himself either…..
Zach: NOOOOOOOOAHAAAAAAHAAAAAHAAAA THAAHAAT TICKLES!
Olga the ogre was gnawing on his remaining two toes and sucking them as well. She enjoyed the young man’s discomfort as it made her feel superior and powerful.
Olga: Oh I know, and I love to watch you laugh while I feast on your feetsies!
Zach: PLEEEEHEEEEAAASE LEAVE MY FOOT ALONE
Olga: Fair enough, I’ll stop torturing this foot. But your other foot, it seems so lonely and neglected. It wouldn’t be fair if I didn’t give it equal treatment.
Zach: No, not my other foot.
Olga: Oh yes, your other foot!
Olga quickly untied Zach’s brown shoe, and yanked it off. Zach’s toes curled in his sweaty green sock. Olga sniffed his shoe, and moaned in pleasure to herself. Then she felt his foot and buried her nose into his socked sole. Zach couldn’t believe that this female creature could be so turned on by his shoes and feet, it was real strange.
Olga: Ahhhhhh, now let’s take of this smelly sock.
Pulling the sock gently down to his heel, Olga then bit the toes of his sock and pulled the rest of the sock off with her teeth. Then let it drop to the floor, and stared at both of Zach’s naked feet.
Olga: Presto, you are officially barefoot. Now you just got underwear on, ha!
Olga raked her nails all over his newly naked sole causing him to laugh again. With wicked glee, she tickled all over his sole, getting the arch, balls, and heel. Then she pried his toes apart and found fuzz.
Olga: Oopsie, looks like you have a little sock lint in between your toes, I’ll get it for you.
Zach: No, it’s okay, you don’t haahAHAHAHAHHAAHHAHAAHAHAVE TO DOOHOOOOH THAHAAHAHHAAT!
Olga went to work in between the rest of his toes and scraped away every little piece of lint she could find and then tickled his toes when complete. Her fingernails weren’t that bad, but it was mere child’s play for what she was going to do next. A little déjà vu from earlier. She stuck out her tongue and smiled at Zach.
Zach: No, not again!
Olga: Yes, yes, again and again.
Then her mouth lowered to Zach’s toes and she managed to get all five in her huge mouth.
Zach felt the warm tongue and teeth attack his toes and then he screamed again.
Zach: NOOOOAAHHAAHAHAHAHAHAAAHAHAAA NO NO YOUR AAHHAAHAHAA TONGUE IS TOO MUCH AAHAAHAHAAA
Olga: Really, what about my teeth?
Zach: OHOOHOOH NOT THAHAHAHAAT AGAIN, DON’T EAT MY TOOOOHOOOES!
Nibbling and sucking, Olga enjoyed herself as she feasted on Zach’s toes. Soon, Elvira walked in and admired the handiwork.
Elvira: Well, looks like someone is enjoying themselves too much. Did you get his shoe size, yet?
Olga: Yes, they’re a size ten.
Elvira: Good, I’ll find some new shoes then. Bring him back here, and we’ll get him dressed.
Zach felt his ankles being unlocked from the stocks and then he once again found himself thrown over Olga’s shoulder.
Zach: Hey put me down, I can walk dammit
Olga: No, no, we can’t have your bare feet getting dirty, can we?
Zach realized that the cellar floor wasn’t exactly the most sanitary place and kept quiet, enjoying the free ride. Olga took him down a hallway and into a room that had racks of costumes and other odd clothing. He was placed standing up on a large rug. Elvira came into the room and gave him a smile.
Elvira: Well, Zachary, how does it feel to finally be barefoot after wearing those uncomfortable shoes and those confining socks?
Zach wiggled his toes against the rug, which Elvira took as agreement.
Elvira: Well, I see your tootsies are happy to be free, good. However I’m afraid that their freedom is about to run out. I’ve been debating on what we should dress you in. At first, I thought we should dress you up as a baby, but I realize that you in a diaper would be far too humiliating. Then I was thinking of a pirate, but you just look too clean cut and neat to be a swash buckler. Then I started thinking, why not dress him up as someone who fights pirates. How about someone who always wants to be a boy and have fun in Never Never Land.
Zach felt like he’d been kicked by a mule, she couldn’t be serious.
Elvira: You and your little friend are going to be dressed up as Peter Pan and Tinkerbell, a real striking pair.
Elvira grabbed a costume off the rack and handed it to Zach. It was a grass green tunic, and a pair of green shorts that went to the knees. Then she handed him a pair of green elf shoes with a pair of brown tights. But Zach didn’t take them and he crossed his arms in defiance.
Zach: I am not wearing that.
Elvira: Yes you are, it’s Halloween and you’ll participate like everyone else.
Zach: I do not wear tights, they’re hot and itchy.
Elvira: You put on your costume like a good boy or we’ll make you.
Zach: Oh yeah, let’s see you try.
Olga and Elvira looked at each other and shared a wicked grin. Then they pushed Zach to the floor and pounced on him. While Olga held down his arms, Elvira went to work tickling Zach all over his body.
Elvira: Now, my tighty whitey boy, I’m going to tickle you from your neck down to your ticklish toes, until you comply. Cutchie, cutchie cutchie, coo!
She then went to work while Zach flopped around like a fish, unable to move away from her assault as he was in Olga’s iron grip.
Back to Catherine…..
Cat had used the bathroom and splashed water on her face to wash away the sweat. Then when she walked out of the bathroom, she allowed Frankie to pick her up and carry her back to the ballroom. When they entered the ballroom, she noticed that there was a set of wrist restraints hanging from the ceiling now. The monster mash was gathered around, and she saw that the Mummy had a bag of assorted candy.
Vampire: Ahhh, Catherine, darling, feeling refreshed?
Cat: Yeah, no thanks to you, Vlad the Impaler.
Vladimir: Thank you, I appreciate the compliment. Now, my friends and I wish to start the night’s events off with a little game.
Cat: What kind of game?
Vladimir: Well, it’s a piñata game, and as you are aware a piñata holds candy, right?
Cat: Yeah, I know, I had piñata games when I was little, but what’s that got to do with me? Didn’t you about a costume, because I’m in my underwear here.
Vladimir: Indeed, but before you get dressed, we’d like to involve you in the game.
Cat: Look I don’t want to play your stupid game, alright!
Vladimir: Oh, we don’t wish you to play. No, we want you to be the piñata.
Cat: What, you want to beat me with a stick so I’ll drop candy, no way.
Vladimir: No, we don’t wish to beat you with a stick. We intend to fill your undergarments with candy and then tickle you until you shake it all out.
Cat: You are insane, dude, there is no way you are putting candy in my underpants.
Vladimir: I’m afraid you don’t have a choice. Frankie, bring her to the shackles. Mum and Wolfy, bind her wrists.
Frankie carried a kicking and screaming Catherine over to the shackles, where the werewolf and mummy grabbed an arm each, while the Zombie girl grabbed the girl’s ankles and tied them together with a scarf.
Zombie Girl: There, that should prevent you from kicking.
Once her wrists were locked in the shackles, the monsters stepped back, except for Zoe who pulled open Cat’s rainbow panties and poured the wrapped candy inside. Then she let go of the underwear and stepped back. Cat fidgeted in her bonds, not liking the fact that her panties were full of candy. Her legs dangled in mid air and were almost five feet off the ground.
Zombie Girl (Zoe): My turn, first.
Zoe snuck up behind Catherine and tickled her sides. Cat let out a chorus of laughter when she felt the female zombies fingers dig into her bare skin.
Cat: Heeheheheheeeeee get ahahahhaahaaaway from me you hahahhahahaahh bitch!
Zoe: That’s not very nice. Just for that, I’ll tickle your thighs.
Her fingers moved down to Cat’s thighs and then she tickled them with glee. Cat roared with laughter now and her whole body shook. The more Zoe tickled, the more she laughed and shook. Soon enough, her shaking, caused a lollipop and a few candy bars fell out.
Zoe: There’s my candy. Still, I want more than that.
Her fingers moved down to Catherine’s knees and the girl started to twitch and twist again.
Cat: NOOOO AAHAHHAAAAAHAHAAAAHAAAA QUIT, YOU AAHAHAHAHAAHAAA GOT YOUR TREAT NAAHAHAHAAAHAAAHAAAA!
Zoe: No, I only got half my treat, I want the other half now.
Squeezing Cat’s kneecaps, and raking her fingers in a circular motion, she continued her tickle assault. Cat giggled and giggled, and her body wiggled more. Now, more candy began to spill out. After it was done spilling, Zoe stopped and reached down to collect it.
Zoe: Thanks for the sweeties, sweetie. You make a real cute, tickle piñata, he he!
Cat extended her middle finger at Zoe’s comment. Zoe picked up her lollipop and pointed it at Catherine like one would with a sword.
Zoe: Don’t tempt me, because I feel like sticking this inside your holy O and turning this into a pussy pop. Come to think of it, ha ha, pun intended, I will stick this inside when you orgasm later.
Cat: You bastards don’t have what it takes to make me have an orgasm, you’ll all grotesque and monstrous.
Vladimir: Oh contraire, my goody no shoes girl. As a vampire, I am quite the romantic leading man, and there isn’t a single girl that I can’t make erupt like a geyser. If Zoe wants what she likes to call a “pussy pop” then she shall have it. Now, I do believe it is my turn.
The vampire pulled a red feather out of his cloak, and held it up for Cat to see. The dark haired girl’s eyes bugged out and she softly began to beg.
Cat: Please, please, don’t use that on me.
Vladimir: Sorry, my dear, but I shall have to until I get a chocolate bar.
Vladimir used the feather to drill around Cat’s bellybutton. Aside from her feet, that was her worst spot.
Cat: EHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHHEHEHEHE NOT MY BELLYBUTTON, OHNOOOHOOHOOOH EHEHEHHEHEEHEHEHEEE!
Vladimir: Ah yes, tickle, tickle, tickle!
Like an artist with a paintbrush, Vladimir made his feather a brush and Catherine’s body was his canvas. He used the feather to tickle all over Catherine’s bare belly. With quick but accurate skill the feather brushed all along the soft pale skin getting nice even strokes. Catherine giggled and giggled, and her body started to spin around. Zoe grabbed her feet and held the girl in place, to let the vampire get an accurate tickling exploration. The feather went back inside her navel and became a tickle drill that poured out more laughter from Cat’s mouth. She laughed even harder when she felt Zoe’s nails run along the bottoms of her naked feet.
Cat: NOOOO AHAAHAHHAHAHAHAAA NO MORE FEEEHEEEEET, EEEEEEK I CAN’T TAKE BOTH OF YOU TICKLINGEEHEEEEEEEE MEEEEHEEEEE!
Vladimir: I’m afraid she’s right, my dear. You have had your turn and while I appreciate you holding onto her, I don’t think it’s necessary anymore. I see that a chocolate bar has fallen from her britches.
The vampire collected the candy that had fallen, and then the mummy stepped up to take his turn. He stood for a moment with his finger and thumb against his cheek, trying to think of new spot to tickle her.
Mummy: Hmmmm, I think those underarms should be next.
He whistled at the DJ by the sound equipment on the stage, and the DJ threw him what looked like a back scratcher. Only on the tip was what looked like skeleton claws.
Mummy: Now, since I am not very tall, I think I’ll have to improvise.
The skeleton device worked it’s way up to Cat’s left arm and stopped at her shackled wrist. Then it went down in a dragging motion, softly scratching Cat’s underarm as it went down. Cat closed her mouth firmly, refusing to laugh. Frowning, the mummy decided to use the skeleton scratcher on her stomach instead. Going up and down Cat’s tummy, the girl burst out a new fit of giggles.
Cat: EEEEHEHEEHEHEEHEHHEEHHEEEEEE YOU BASTARD NAAAAAAAAAHAAAAAA!
Mummy: But a cleaver bastard, nonetheless. I got you to laugh, didn’t I?
Catherine would’ve answered him but he quickly used the skeleton scratcher to tickle her underarms again. After she erupted into laughter, he kept going up and down like an elevator. Then he switched to her other underarm and repeated the same procedure until a few pieces of candy poured from her panties once again. Then he and Zoe each grabbed one of Cat’s legs and sent a tickling trail from her ankles all the way up to her thighs. As Cat continued to laugh like a loon, the rest of the candy spilled to the floor, the tickle piñata was now empty. The mummy turned to Wolfy with empathy.
Mummy: Sorry, Wolf, but it appears there’s no more candy left in her.
Wolfy: Oh that’s alright, I can still get my treat. So if you three will kindly take a few steps back, I’ll collect my treat. Mr. Bones, HIT IT!
The DJ, Mr. Bones, who was dressed like a skeleton, popped in a CD and within seconds, Duran Duran’s Hungry Like The Wolf began to play. The werewolf did a little dance that somewhat resembled the Mr. Blonde dance from Reservoir Dogs.
Dark in the city night is a wire
Steam in the subway earth is afire
Do do do do do do do dodo dododo dodo
Woman you want me give me a sign
And catch my breathing even closer behind
Do do do do do do do dodo dododo dodo
He circled Catherine like he would his prey, while doing his little dance. Cat could only look down at him in confusion and bewilderment.
Cat: What are you up to, down there?
The werewolf didn’t answer, instead he used his claws to tickle the bottoms of her feet.
Cat: Eheeeheeeheeee QUIT THAHAAAAHAAAT!
Holding her feet steady, the werewolf sniffed Cat’s bare feet all over like the animal he was. Vladimir and Zoe looked on with amusement.
Vladimir: Define irony, a dog hungrily smelling the young girl’s dogs.
Cat winced in disgust as this creature sniffed her feet for the second time. The first had been when she was wearing her socks, now her feet were bare and his warm breath on her bare skin felt even more creepy.
Stalked in the forest too close to hide
I'll be upon you by the moonlight side
Do do do do do do do dodo dododo dodo
High blood Drumming on your skin it's so tight
You feel my heat I'm just a moment behind
Do do do do do do do dodo dododo dodo
Cat: Get off my feet, you monster, leave them alone.
Wolfy: Mmmmm, they really do stink, did you know that?
Cat: Fuck you, my feet don’t stink.
Wolfy: Ahhhh, but they do. They stink of fear of what I’m about to do to them.
Now this made Cat nervous and she trembled in her bonds after hearing that.
Cat: What do you mean, what are you going to do?
Wolfy: Well, the big bad wolf is going to eat the ten little piggies, muah ha ha ha!
Cat: Nooooo, don’t!
He freed the scarf around her ankles and then Cat kicked her legs in defiance. The last thing she needed was her feet molested by a monster. She swung them away from his jaws as the song kept playing
Burning the ground I break from the crowd
I’m on the hunt I’m after you
I smell like I sound. I’m lost and I’m found.
And I’m hungry like the wolf.
Strut on a line it’s discord and rhyme
I’m on the hunt I’m after you
Mouth is alive with juices like wine.
And I’m hungry like the wolf.
Then Wolfy jumped up and grabbed Catherine by both her big toes, and steadied her.
Cat: Let go of my toes, NO!
Then he let go and grabbed her ankles, Catherine’s toes curled in fear at being devoured in sexual lust.
Cat: Please, please don’t bite me.
Wolfy: Oh don’t worry, kitty, you can’t turn into a werewolf by getting your toes nibbled and sucked. This is just for my own enjoyment, as I am going to now collect my treat.
Then his jaws clamped onto both of Catherine’s big toes and he nibbled and sucked them like the hungry animal he was. His teeth and tongue were far more than her feet could bare (ha ha, pun intended)
Cat: WAAAHAHAAAHHAAHAHAHAA QUIT, AAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOOOO AHAHAHAHA NOT THE TOES, EEEEEK PLEEEAAAASE STAAHAHAAAAP!
But the werewolf was relentless, he sucked and licked all five of her toes, one at a time. Then he went to the other foot and did the same thing. Catherine wailed and whimpered as her poor toes were being molested. Her throat soon became hoarse and she began to sweat more, she didn’t know how much more she could take.
Looking on, Zoe nudged the mummy and started to speak.
Zoe: I was going to give him some of my tootsie rolls, but it seems that he has his own tootsies to eat now, ha ha!
Mummy: Indeed he does, how long will you give him.
Zoe: Well given the fact that her feet are little ripe, I’d say five more minutes.
Five minutes later…..
Finally Wolfy stopped, and Catherine was released from her bonds. Although once she was back in Frankie’s arms, she practically passed out within seconds.
Vladimir: Alright, now take her to down to the costume room and get her dressed. I’m sure Olga has a costume for her by now.
Zoe nodded and she escorted Frankie who carried Catherine out of the ballroom.
Down in the cellar…..
NAHAAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAAEEEEEHEHEHEHEHEHHE
Elvira and Olga were tickling Zach all over. Tickling his ribs, his sides, his knees, his thighs, his feet, in between his toes, his neck and even behind his ears. Olga then started to tickle his bellybutton, while Elvira went back to his feet and got them good.
Elvira: I got the feet, I GOT THE FEET! THE FEET, THE FEET, THE FEET, THE FEEEEEEET! TICKLE FEET, TICKLE FEET, TICKLE, TICKLE FEET!
Zach: Please! Heeeeheeeeeeeeheeeee STOP!
Elvira: Will you put on your costume like a good boy?
Zach: YES, JUST Pleeheeeeease, NO MORE TICKLING EHEEHEEEHEEHEE!
Elvira: Good, now let’s get you dressed.
She and Olga lifted Zach to his feet and then placed the costume in his arms. Zach took a seat and started to put on the tights. Little did he know that Cat was brought down to a room not too far from his. Since she was still passed out, Zoe decided to dress the girl herself. Olga came into the room and saw the short dark haired girl in Frankie's arms.
Olga: Oh my, what a pretty sight. And look at her underpants, she's a little rainbow girl!
Zoe: Indeed, now do you have a costume for her.
Olga: Oh yes, she's going to be Tinkerbell!
To be continued…..
Meanwhile Zach was not exactly enjoying himself either…..
Zach: NOOOOOOOOAHAAAAAAHAAAAAHAAAA THAAHAAT TICKLES!
Olga the ogre was gnawing on his remaining two toes and sucking them as well. She enjoyed the young man’s discomfort as it made her feel superior and powerful.
Olga: Oh I know, and I love to watch you laugh while I feast on your feetsies!
Zach: PLEEEEHEEEEAAASE LEAVE MY FOOT ALONE
Olga: Fair enough, I’ll stop torturing this foot. But your other foot, it seems so lonely and neglected. It wouldn’t be fair if I didn’t give it equal treatment.
Zach: No, not my other foot.
Olga: Oh yes, your other foot!
Olga quickly untied Zach’s brown shoe, and yanked it off. Zach’s toes curled in his sweaty green sock. Olga sniffed his shoe, and moaned in pleasure to herself. Then she felt his foot and buried her nose into his socked sole. Zach couldn’t believe that this female creature could be so turned on by his shoes and feet, it was real strange.
Olga: Ahhhhhh, now let’s take of this smelly sock.
Pulling the sock gently down to his heel, Olga then bit the toes of his sock and pulled the rest of the sock off with her teeth. Then let it drop to the floor, and stared at both of Zach’s naked feet.
Olga: Presto, you are officially barefoot. Now you just got underwear on, ha!
Olga raked her nails all over his newly naked sole causing him to laugh again. With wicked glee, she tickled all over his sole, getting the arch, balls, and heel. Then she pried his toes apart and found fuzz.
Olga: Oopsie, looks like you have a little sock lint in between your toes, I’ll get it for you.
Zach: No, it’s okay, you don’t haahAHAHAHAHHAAHHAHAAHAHAVE TO DOOHOOOOH THAHAAHAHHAAT!
Olga went to work in between the rest of his toes and scraped away every little piece of lint she could find and then tickled his toes when complete. Her fingernails weren’t that bad, but it was mere child’s play for what she was going to do next. A little déjà vu from earlier. She stuck out her tongue and smiled at Zach.
Zach: No, not again!
Olga: Yes, yes, again and again.
Then her mouth lowered to Zach’s toes and she managed to get all five in her huge mouth.
Zach felt the warm tongue and teeth attack his toes and then he screamed again.
Zach: NOOOOAAHHAAHAHAHAHAHAAAHAHAAA NO NO YOUR AAHHAAHAHAA TONGUE IS TOO MUCH AAHAAHAHAAA
Olga: Really, what about my teeth?
Zach: OHOOHOOH NOT THAHAHAHAAT AGAIN, DON’T EAT MY TOOOOHOOOES!
Nibbling and sucking, Olga enjoyed herself as she feasted on Zach’s toes. Soon, Elvira walked in and admired the handiwork.
Elvira: Well, looks like someone is enjoying themselves too much. Did you get his shoe size, yet?
Olga: Yes, they’re a size ten.
Elvira: Good, I’ll find some new shoes then. Bring him back here, and we’ll get him dressed.
Zach felt his ankles being unlocked from the stocks and then he once again found himself thrown over Olga’s shoulder.
Zach: Hey put me down, I can walk dammit
Olga: No, no, we can’t have your bare feet getting dirty, can we?
Zach realized that the cellar floor wasn’t exactly the most sanitary place and kept quiet, enjoying the free ride. Olga took him down a hallway and into a room that had racks of costumes and other odd clothing. He was placed standing up on a large rug. Elvira came into the room and gave him a smile.
Elvira: Well, Zachary, how does it feel to finally be barefoot after wearing those uncomfortable shoes and those confining socks?
Zach wiggled his toes against the rug, which Elvira took as agreement.
Elvira: Well, I see your tootsies are happy to be free, good. However I’m afraid that their freedom is about to run out. I’ve been debating on what we should dress you in. At first, I thought we should dress you up as a baby, but I realize that you in a diaper would be far too humiliating. Then I was thinking of a pirate, but you just look too clean cut and neat to be a swash buckler. Then I started thinking, why not dress him up as someone who fights pirates. How about someone who always wants to be a boy and have fun in Never Never Land.
Zach felt like he’d been kicked by a mule, she couldn’t be serious.
Elvira: You and your little friend are going to be dressed up as Peter Pan and Tinkerbell, a real striking pair.
Elvira grabbed a costume off the rack and handed it to Zach. It was a grass green tunic, and a pair of green shorts that went to the knees. Then she handed him a pair of green elf shoes with a pair of brown tights. But Zach didn’t take them and he crossed his arms in defiance.
Zach: I am not wearing that.
Elvira: Yes you are, it’s Halloween and you’ll participate like everyone else.
Zach: I do not wear tights, they’re hot and itchy.
Elvira: You put on your costume like a good boy or we’ll make you.
Zach: Oh yeah, let’s see you try.
Olga and Elvira looked at each other and shared a wicked grin. Then they pushed Zach to the floor and pounced on him. While Olga held down his arms, Elvira went to work tickling Zach all over his body.
Elvira: Now, my tighty whitey boy, I’m going to tickle you from your neck down to your ticklish toes, until you comply. Cutchie, cutchie cutchie, coo!
She then went to work while Zach flopped around like a fish, unable to move away from her assault as he was in Olga’s iron grip.
Back to Catherine…..
Cat had used the bathroom and splashed water on her face to wash away the sweat. Then when she walked out of the bathroom, she allowed Frankie to pick her up and carry her back to the ballroom. When they entered the ballroom, she noticed that there was a set of wrist restraints hanging from the ceiling now. The monster mash was gathered around, and she saw that the Mummy had a bag of assorted candy.
Vampire: Ahhh, Catherine, darling, feeling refreshed?
Cat: Yeah, no thanks to you, Vlad the Impaler.
Vladimir: Thank you, I appreciate the compliment. Now, my friends and I wish to start the night’s events off with a little game.
Cat: What kind of game?
Vladimir: Well, it’s a piñata game, and as you are aware a piñata holds candy, right?
Cat: Yeah, I know, I had piñata games when I was little, but what’s that got to do with me? Didn’t you about a costume, because I’m in my underwear here.
Vladimir: Indeed, but before you get dressed, we’d like to involve you in the game.
Cat: Look I don’t want to play your stupid game, alright!
Vladimir: Oh, we don’t wish you to play. No, we want you to be the piñata.
Cat: What, you want to beat me with a stick so I’ll drop candy, no way.
Vladimir: No, we don’t wish to beat you with a stick. We intend to fill your undergarments with candy and then tickle you until you shake it all out.
Cat: You are insane, dude, there is no way you are putting candy in my underpants.
Vladimir: I’m afraid you don’t have a choice. Frankie, bring her to the shackles. Mum and Wolfy, bind her wrists.
Frankie carried a kicking and screaming Catherine over to the shackles, where the werewolf and mummy grabbed an arm each, while the Zombie girl grabbed the girl’s ankles and tied them together with a scarf.
Zombie Girl: There, that should prevent you from kicking.
Once her wrists were locked in the shackles, the monsters stepped back, except for Zoe who pulled open Cat’s rainbow panties and poured the wrapped candy inside. Then she let go of the underwear and stepped back. Cat fidgeted in her bonds, not liking the fact that her panties were full of candy. Her legs dangled in mid air and were almost five feet off the ground.
Zombie Girl (Zoe): My turn, first.
Zoe snuck up behind Catherine and tickled her sides. Cat let out a chorus of laughter when she felt the female zombies fingers dig into her bare skin.
Cat: Heeheheheheeeeee get ahahahhaahaaaway from me you hahahhahahaahh bitch!
Zoe: That’s not very nice. Just for that, I’ll tickle your thighs.
Her fingers moved down to Cat’s thighs and then she tickled them with glee. Cat roared with laughter now and her whole body shook. The more Zoe tickled, the more she laughed and shook. Soon enough, her shaking, caused a lollipop and a few candy bars fell out.
Zoe: There’s my candy. Still, I want more than that.
Her fingers moved down to Catherine’s knees and the girl started to twitch and twist again.
Cat: NOOOO AAHAHHAAAAAHAHAAAAHAAAA QUIT, YOU AAHAHAHAHAAHAAA GOT YOUR TREAT NAAHAHAHAAAHAAAHAAAA!
Zoe: No, I only got half my treat, I want the other half now.
Squeezing Cat’s kneecaps, and raking her fingers in a circular motion, she continued her tickle assault. Cat giggled and giggled, and her body wiggled more. Now, more candy began to spill out. After it was done spilling, Zoe stopped and reached down to collect it.
Zoe: Thanks for the sweeties, sweetie. You make a real cute, tickle piñata, he he!
Cat extended her middle finger at Zoe’s comment. Zoe picked up her lollipop and pointed it at Catherine like one would with a sword.
Zoe: Don’t tempt me, because I feel like sticking this inside your holy O and turning this into a pussy pop. Come to think of it, ha ha, pun intended, I will stick this inside when you orgasm later.
Cat: You bastards don’t have what it takes to make me have an orgasm, you’ll all grotesque and monstrous.
Vladimir: Oh contraire, my goody no shoes girl. As a vampire, I am quite the romantic leading man, and there isn’t a single girl that I can’t make erupt like a geyser. If Zoe wants what she likes to call a “pussy pop” then she shall have it. Now, I do believe it is my turn.
The vampire pulled a red feather out of his cloak, and held it up for Cat to see. The dark haired girl’s eyes bugged out and she softly began to beg.
Cat: Please, please, don’t use that on me.
Vladimir: Sorry, my dear, but I shall have to until I get a chocolate bar.
Vladimir used the feather to drill around Cat’s bellybutton. Aside from her feet, that was her worst spot.
Cat: EHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHHEHEHEHE NOT MY BELLYBUTTON, OHNOOOHOOHOOOH EHEHEHHEHEEHEHEHEEE!
Vladimir: Ah yes, tickle, tickle, tickle!
Like an artist with a paintbrush, Vladimir made his feather a brush and Catherine’s body was his canvas. He used the feather to tickle all over Catherine’s bare belly. With quick but accurate skill the feather brushed all along the soft pale skin getting nice even strokes. Catherine giggled and giggled, and her body started to spin around. Zoe grabbed her feet and held the girl in place, to let the vampire get an accurate tickling exploration. The feather went back inside her navel and became a tickle drill that poured out more laughter from Cat’s mouth. She laughed even harder when she felt Zoe’s nails run along the bottoms of her naked feet.
Cat: NOOOO AHAAHAHHAHAHAHAAA NO MORE FEEEHEEEEET, EEEEEEK I CAN’T TAKE BOTH OF YOU TICKLINGEEHEEEEEEEE MEEEEHEEEEE!
Vladimir: I’m afraid she’s right, my dear. You have had your turn and while I appreciate you holding onto her, I don’t think it’s necessary anymore. I see that a chocolate bar has fallen from her britches.
The vampire collected the candy that had fallen, and then the mummy stepped up to take his turn. He stood for a moment with his finger and thumb against his cheek, trying to think of new spot to tickle her.
Mummy: Hmmmm, I think those underarms should be next.
He whistled at the DJ by the sound equipment on the stage, and the DJ threw him what looked like a back scratcher. Only on the tip was what looked like skeleton claws.
Mummy: Now, since I am not very tall, I think I’ll have to improvise.
The skeleton device worked it’s way up to Cat’s left arm and stopped at her shackled wrist. Then it went down in a dragging motion, softly scratching Cat’s underarm as it went down. Cat closed her mouth firmly, refusing to laugh. Frowning, the mummy decided to use the skeleton scratcher on her stomach instead. Going up and down Cat’s tummy, the girl burst out a new fit of giggles.
Cat: EEEEHEHEEHEHEEHEHHEEHHEEEEEE YOU BASTARD NAAAAAAAAAHAAAAAA!
Mummy: But a cleaver bastard, nonetheless. I got you to laugh, didn’t I?
Catherine would’ve answered him but he quickly used the skeleton scratcher to tickle her underarms again. After she erupted into laughter, he kept going up and down like an elevator. Then he switched to her other underarm and repeated the same procedure until a few pieces of candy poured from her panties once again. Then he and Zoe each grabbed one of Cat’s legs and sent a tickling trail from her ankles all the way up to her thighs. As Cat continued to laugh like a loon, the rest of the candy spilled to the floor, the tickle piñata was now empty. The mummy turned to Wolfy with empathy.
Mummy: Sorry, Wolf, but it appears there’s no more candy left in her.
Wolfy: Oh that’s alright, I can still get my treat. So if you three will kindly take a few steps back, I’ll collect my treat. Mr. Bones, HIT IT!
The DJ, Mr. Bones, who was dressed like a skeleton, popped in a CD and within seconds, Duran Duran’s Hungry Like The Wolf began to play. The werewolf did a little dance that somewhat resembled the Mr. Blonde dance from Reservoir Dogs.
Dark in the city night is a wire
Steam in the subway earth is afire
Do do do do do do do dodo dododo dodo
Woman you want me give me a sign
And catch my breathing even closer behind
Do do do do do do do dodo dododo dodo
He circled Catherine like he would his prey, while doing his little dance. Cat could only look down at him in confusion and bewilderment.
Cat: What are you up to, down there?
The werewolf didn’t answer, instead he used his claws to tickle the bottoms of her feet.
Cat: Eheeeheeeheeee QUIT THAHAAAAHAAAT!
Holding her feet steady, the werewolf sniffed Cat’s bare feet all over like the animal he was. Vladimir and Zoe looked on with amusement.
Vladimir: Define irony, a dog hungrily smelling the young girl’s dogs.
Cat winced in disgust as this creature sniffed her feet for the second time. The first had been when she was wearing her socks, now her feet were bare and his warm breath on her bare skin felt even more creepy.
Stalked in the forest too close to hide
I'll be upon you by the moonlight side
Do do do do do do do dodo dododo dodo
High blood Drumming on your skin it's so tight
You feel my heat I'm just a moment behind
Do do do do do do do dodo dododo dodo
Cat: Get off my feet, you monster, leave them alone.
Wolfy: Mmmmm, they really do stink, did you know that?
Cat: Fuck you, my feet don’t stink.
Wolfy: Ahhhh, but they do. They stink of fear of what I’m about to do to them.
Now this made Cat nervous and she trembled in her bonds after hearing that.
Cat: What do you mean, what are you going to do?
Wolfy: Well, the big bad wolf is going to eat the ten little piggies, muah ha ha ha!
Cat: Nooooo, don’t!
He freed the scarf around her ankles and then Cat kicked her legs in defiance. The last thing she needed was her feet molested by a monster. She swung them away from his jaws as the song kept playing
Burning the ground I break from the crowd
I’m on the hunt I’m after you
I smell like I sound. I’m lost and I’m found.
And I’m hungry like the wolf.
Strut on a line it’s discord and rhyme
I’m on the hunt I’m after you
Mouth is alive with juices like wine.
And I’m hungry like the wolf.
Then Wolfy jumped up and grabbed Catherine by both her big toes, and steadied her.
Cat: Let go of my toes, NO!
Then he let go and grabbed her ankles, Catherine’s toes curled in fear at being devoured in sexual lust.
Cat: Please, please don’t bite me.
Wolfy: Oh don’t worry, kitty, you can’t turn into a werewolf by getting your toes nibbled and sucked. This is just for my own enjoyment, as I am going to now collect my treat.
Then his jaws clamped onto both of Catherine’s big toes and he nibbled and sucked them like the hungry animal he was. His teeth and tongue were far more than her feet could bare (ha ha, pun intended)
Cat: WAAAHAHAAAHHAAHAHAHAA QUIT, AAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOOOO AHAHAHAHA NOT THE TOES, EEEEEK PLEEEAAAASE STAAHAHAAAAP!
But the werewolf was relentless, he sucked and licked all five of her toes, one at a time. Then he went to the other foot and did the same thing. Catherine wailed and whimpered as her poor toes were being molested. Her throat soon became hoarse and she began to sweat more, she didn’t know how much more she could take.
Looking on, Zoe nudged the mummy and started to speak.
Zoe: I was going to give him some of my tootsie rolls, but it seems that he has his own tootsies to eat now, ha ha!
Mummy: Indeed he does, how long will you give him.
Zoe: Well given the fact that her feet are little ripe, I’d say five more minutes.
Five minutes later…..
Finally Wolfy stopped, and Catherine was released from her bonds. Although once she was back in Frankie’s arms, she practically passed out within seconds.
Vladimir: Alright, now take her to down to the costume room and get her dressed. I’m sure Olga has a costume for her by now.
Zoe nodded and she escorted Frankie who carried Catherine out of the ballroom.
Down in the cellar…..
NAHAAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAAEEEEEHEHEHEHEHEHHE
Elvira and Olga were tickling Zach all over. Tickling his ribs, his sides, his knees, his thighs, his feet, in between his toes, his neck and even behind his ears. Olga then started to tickle his bellybutton, while Elvira went back to his feet and got them good.
Elvira: I got the feet, I GOT THE FEET! THE FEET, THE FEET, THE FEET, THE FEEEEEEET! TICKLE FEET, TICKLE FEET, TICKLE, TICKLE FEET!
Zach: Please! Heeeeheeeeeeeeheeeee STOP!
Elvira: Will you put on your costume like a good boy?
Zach: YES, JUST Pleeheeeeease, NO MORE TICKLING EHEEHEEEHEEHEE!
Elvira: Good, now let’s get you dressed.
She and Olga lifted Zach to his feet and then placed the costume in his arms. Zach took a seat and started to put on the tights. Little did he know that Cat was brought down to a room not too far from his. Since she was still passed out, Zoe decided to dress the girl herself. Olga came into the room and saw the short dark haired girl in Frankie's arms.
Olga: Oh my, what a pretty sight. And look at her underpants, she's a little rainbow girl!
Zoe: Indeed, now do you have a costume for her.
Olga: Oh yes, she's going to be Tinkerbell!
To be continued…..
