alwayssilver
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IN A MECH
WRITTEN BY: ALWAYS SILVER
REQUESTED BY: NAVELTICKLER75
Things hadn’t progressed quiet as Jenna had hoped, and now as her battle mech tipped backwards, and landed against the cold, dead earth, she knew that her time had come. The machine she had been fighting against had overpowered her, and now as it cut through her mech’s tough metallic armor with a laser drill, she could only imagine what horrible way she would die. She had seen these machines once before, cutting and drilling into people like they were nothing more than butter.
“Come on!” Jenna muttered, as she pulled on the controls in front of her, she tried every trick her instructor had taught her to get her mech back on it’s feet, but why of all times did those tricks have to fail? Jenna felt sweat trickle down her brow, and the sounds of her heart pounding in her ears mixed with the painful sound of the laser as it cut even deeper into her mech’s armor. “Please!” Jenna cried, all hope was being drained from her.
Finally the blue light of the laser had cut through her mech and ripped a large hole in the middle, destroying most of her controls, and draining the power out of her mech. Even if she was spared a grisly fate she was still trapped in the middle of enemy lines, with no one around to save her. Jenna’s fear only intensified as a large red eye appeared in the opening of her mech. The eye seemed to take her in. It was a cold, and heartless eye. Jenna froze in her seat, and wished she could simply melt into it’s fabrics, but knew it wasn’t going to happen.
Suddenly from around the eye metallic tentacles leached inside and began to shift around the cockpit. “Back off!” Jenna said, through gritted teeth. Like a rattlesnake the tentacles stood straight up and began to sway left and right, than they attacked. Jenna screamed as the tentacles touched her body, poking her ribs, and sides with their points. After half a second her screams were replaced with giggles, and her body started to shake violently.
“Hey!” Jenna laughed, the tentacles were stabbing her, they were tickling her. Her ribs were being assaulted by the tentacles, and her sides were being mercilessly tickled. Jenna wiggled in her seat as the tentacles continued to poke her ticklish frame, running up and down her sides, over her ribs, even a few stroked her pits when they became exposed. Jenna’s laughter was loud, and echoed throughout the cockpit of her mech, and even outside.
The cold, red eye continued to watch, as though curious by what results it’s tentacles were creating. “HAHAHAHAHAHAHA…STOP…DAMN IT!” Jenna screamed, when she tried to swat the tentacles away they wrapped lovingly around her arms, binding them together. Jenna gasped at this. “What the hell!” She screamed. Suddenly the tentacles that were tickling her turned upright and split the front of her mech apart, tossing the pieces away. Jenna’s eyes widened when she saw what was waiting for her.
Thousands of tentacles were swaying above her head like snakes. “Oh God!” Jenna screamed. The tentacles lashed forwards and began poking Jenna’s ticklish spots like crazy. Dozens were focused on her ribs, each counting them and tickling them, some focused on her belly, and sides, while the others were unlacing her boots, and discarding them like the front of her mech. Jenna laughed, and screamed harder as the tentacles danced over her ticklish frame.
Suddenly the tentacles stopped, but one was still wrapped around her arms, and one was snaking around her legs. “Stop.” Jenna begged, her voice was weak from all the laughing she had done. The tentacles wrapped tightly around her legs and than pulled her feet upwards towards the red eye. Two tiny tentacles appeared around it and wrapped around her stocking feet. As they did they began to vibrate.
“HEHEHEHEHAHA!” Jenna laughed, squealing with ticklish glee. She wiggled harder in her seat than before, screaming and trying to pull her arms free. The tentacles started moving across her feet, causing her to laugh harder. The tentacles than pulled her socks free and began torturing her sensitive toes. Jenna wiggled them hard. “P-please no more!” She begged.
Again the tickling stopped, the tentacles than move to her belly. “No.” Jenna begged, as one tentacle dipped in her naval and began vibrating inside. Jenna’s whole body bucked as it wiggled around inside, tickling it furiously. “HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA…CRAP!” She screamed. The tentacles pulled her out of the mech and pulled her straight as thousands of tentacles began poking her everywhere. They raked across her bare soles, torturing her heels and toes, and than began poking her belly, and ribs, several were torturing her armpits. Jenna screamed and pulled as hard as she could, she wiggled, and begged, but the machine continued to tickle her like crazy. Her mind started to spin, and her laughter turned to sobs, and than moans.
“Please!” She begged, and finally past out. Jenna breathed deeply when she finally came to, and when she opened her eyes she stifled a scream. The strange red eye she saw before hovered over her, but it seemed to be closed. The machine had laid her back in her mech, but it’s tentacles still hovered over her. “Shit…” She breathed. Jenna looked around, the machine didn’t seem to notice she was awake.
Carefully standing she was about to crawl out. She had to get away. Just as she was about to jump down she felt something wrap around her left arm. “No.” She sobbed, realizing it was a tentacle. Looking up she saw the tentacles turning towards her and attack.
-THE END-
WRITTEN BY: ALWAYS SILVER
REQUESTED BY: NAVELTICKLER75
Things hadn’t progressed quiet as Jenna had hoped, and now as her battle mech tipped backwards, and landed against the cold, dead earth, she knew that her time had come. The machine she had been fighting against had overpowered her, and now as it cut through her mech’s tough metallic armor with a laser drill, she could only imagine what horrible way she would die. She had seen these machines once before, cutting and drilling into people like they were nothing more than butter.
“Come on!” Jenna muttered, as she pulled on the controls in front of her, she tried every trick her instructor had taught her to get her mech back on it’s feet, but why of all times did those tricks have to fail? Jenna felt sweat trickle down her brow, and the sounds of her heart pounding in her ears mixed with the painful sound of the laser as it cut even deeper into her mech’s armor. “Please!” Jenna cried, all hope was being drained from her.
Finally the blue light of the laser had cut through her mech and ripped a large hole in the middle, destroying most of her controls, and draining the power out of her mech. Even if she was spared a grisly fate she was still trapped in the middle of enemy lines, with no one around to save her. Jenna’s fear only intensified as a large red eye appeared in the opening of her mech. The eye seemed to take her in. It was a cold, and heartless eye. Jenna froze in her seat, and wished she could simply melt into it’s fabrics, but knew it wasn’t going to happen.
Suddenly from around the eye metallic tentacles leached inside and began to shift around the cockpit. “Back off!” Jenna said, through gritted teeth. Like a rattlesnake the tentacles stood straight up and began to sway left and right, than they attacked. Jenna screamed as the tentacles touched her body, poking her ribs, and sides with their points. After half a second her screams were replaced with giggles, and her body started to shake violently.
“Hey!” Jenna laughed, the tentacles were stabbing her, they were tickling her. Her ribs were being assaulted by the tentacles, and her sides were being mercilessly tickled. Jenna wiggled in her seat as the tentacles continued to poke her ticklish frame, running up and down her sides, over her ribs, even a few stroked her pits when they became exposed. Jenna’s laughter was loud, and echoed throughout the cockpit of her mech, and even outside.
The cold, red eye continued to watch, as though curious by what results it’s tentacles were creating. “HAHAHAHAHAHAHA…STOP…DAMN IT!” Jenna screamed, when she tried to swat the tentacles away they wrapped lovingly around her arms, binding them together. Jenna gasped at this. “What the hell!” She screamed. Suddenly the tentacles that were tickling her turned upright and split the front of her mech apart, tossing the pieces away. Jenna’s eyes widened when she saw what was waiting for her.
Thousands of tentacles were swaying above her head like snakes. “Oh God!” Jenna screamed. The tentacles lashed forwards and began poking Jenna’s ticklish spots like crazy. Dozens were focused on her ribs, each counting them and tickling them, some focused on her belly, and sides, while the others were unlacing her boots, and discarding them like the front of her mech. Jenna laughed, and screamed harder as the tentacles danced over her ticklish frame.
Suddenly the tentacles stopped, but one was still wrapped around her arms, and one was snaking around her legs. “Stop.” Jenna begged, her voice was weak from all the laughing she had done. The tentacles wrapped tightly around her legs and than pulled her feet upwards towards the red eye. Two tiny tentacles appeared around it and wrapped around her stocking feet. As they did they began to vibrate.
“HEHEHEHEHAHA!” Jenna laughed, squealing with ticklish glee. She wiggled harder in her seat than before, screaming and trying to pull her arms free. The tentacles started moving across her feet, causing her to laugh harder. The tentacles than pulled her socks free and began torturing her sensitive toes. Jenna wiggled them hard. “P-please no more!” She begged.
Again the tickling stopped, the tentacles than move to her belly. “No.” Jenna begged, as one tentacle dipped in her naval and began vibrating inside. Jenna’s whole body bucked as it wiggled around inside, tickling it furiously. “HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA…CRAP!” She screamed. The tentacles pulled her out of the mech and pulled her straight as thousands of tentacles began poking her everywhere. They raked across her bare soles, torturing her heels and toes, and than began poking her belly, and ribs, several were torturing her armpits. Jenna screamed and pulled as hard as she could, she wiggled, and begged, but the machine continued to tickle her like crazy. Her mind started to spin, and her laughter turned to sobs, and than moans.
“Please!” She begged, and finally past out. Jenna breathed deeply when she finally came to, and when she opened her eyes she stifled a scream. The strange red eye she saw before hovered over her, but it seemed to be closed. The machine had laid her back in her mech, but it’s tentacles still hovered over her. “Shit…” She breathed. Jenna looked around, the machine didn’t seem to notice she was awake.
Carefully standing she was about to crawl out. She had to get away. Just as she was about to jump down she felt something wrap around her left arm. “No.” She sobbed, realizing it was a tentacle. Looking up she saw the tentacles turning towards her and attack.
-THE END-
