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Cindy vs the Ler-dra

Lostcause13

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Hey everyone, thought I'd share a story of a tickle monster I came up with to kick off the spooky season as September ends. Enjoy!!


Cindy woke with a massive headache. She hobbled back to her house, her wrists and ankles were horribly sore, yet her stomach was the worst. She had spent all midsummer's eve laughing hysterically.

Once at the gate of her home, she opened the door and removed her mask of Athena. She plopped her feet up on a stool and rubbed them. She kicked off her sandals, and her bare feet wiggled at the thought of last night. Her faithful servant Helena arrived with a basin of water and a jug of watered wine.

Cindy asked Helena, "How was your midsummer's eve? Did you have a night with the prince?" She blushed scarlett, and Cindy knew her best friend had a wonderful night.

She poured water for Cindy to wash in, and asked politely, "And you my lady? Who did Athena bless last night?"

Cindy laughed, but even gentle laughter hurt her sides. She just had far too much of that. She proceeded to wash her feet, and drink some wine to chase away the headache. Helena began brushing out her long, straight, brown hair. "Dionysius, lord of wine, theater, and madness. I had my fill of all of them." They giggled as they prepared to go about their day.

Things had been slow around Leepolis hero services, but Cindy had a good feeling. She'd slain so many monsters, one was bound to come up sooner or later to take power. Too bad none of them would find her secret weakness.

A week had passed since midsummer, and Cindy finally got another job. An older woman came inside her house, pleading. Helena gave her some wine as Cindy listened to the woman's story.

Her daughter had gone out to pick olives near an old cave, it had been empty ever since Hercules has slain the lion who lived there. Her daughter had gone missing, and when her husband went to search for her, he heard wild laughter coming from the cave. He searched the cave with his brother, but the creature knocked them out.

Cindy's skin crawled a bit at the tale, but she knew that she had to go on. The price was 5 talents of silver, that was six months' rent, a dozen wine barrels, and a hundred softening foot baths. There was also a pair of sandals she hoped would draw out Dionysus, she wanted a night like midsummer every night. It was a done deal.

Cindy donned her much shorter beast slaying dress, which ended mid thigh. She tossed her shield on her back, and picked up her sword. There were sideways indents along the leaf shaped blade. She called it feather shaped, and the blade was even named feather.

She stomped out to the cave, and a small crowd gathered behind her. Helena looked nervous, and carried a spare sword.

They heard the faint sound of laughter in the cave, and Cindy felt fear for the first time in ages. She went to a nearby stone at the mouth of the cave, and banged her shield on it several times. A gust of hot air hit her from inside, and a discarded sandal was seen near the entrance. The sound of laughter suddenly grew louder. There were at least three laughing voices in the cave.

Cindy gathered her courage, and told herself over and over that she wasn't afraid. She drew her sword, and walked slowly and deliberately to the mouth of the cave. She only caught a glimpse of the beast. It walked on two long legs, it had a long, plumed tail, a horrible lizard's head, and long scaly arms with hands, only a little smaller than a man's.

Once it saw Cindy, it scurried into the darkness. Then, she saw its first victim, the girl who went to pick olives. She was strung up, upside down and Cindy ran to her.

"Oh my gods! Are you okay?" She started to cut the girl loose, who once she was touched, jolted and squirmed. Her cocoon swayed as she begged "Please no more! I can't take it!" Cindy stepped hack up and cut the sticky, weblike substance. She helped the girl down, and found she was barefoot. A sandal was nearby, but the other nowhere to be found.

The girl was shaking, and Cindy tried to comfort her, but to no avail. She grabbed her sandal, and sprinted for the exit. Cindy thought to herself "Poor girl, what did that thing do to her?"

Cindy picked up her shield, stepping over rocks and debris, she heard another woman's panicked laughter. She rushed to the sound, the light slowly disappearing behind her.

Suddenly, she saw the newest victim. Another young woman was strung up with her arms stretched high, and her sandals missing. She was laughing like a madwoman, and then Cindy saw it: three separate hands. One was tickling her feet, and two on each armpit. Before Cindy could leap into action, two more hands shot up, and pulled rocks from the cave's roof.

The influx of light temporarily blinded Cindy, and she stepped back gingerly, shield up, and sword out. She managed to adjust to the light quickly, but when she looked the ticklish victim was alone, and panting for breath. Cindy looked around, and turned this way and that as she approached. Finally satisfied, Cindy turned around and started to cut the second victim free. She was on the ground now, and thanked Cindy.

Cindy was alarmed however when the young woman pointed behind her and screamed.

Cindy turned to see the awful beast, leaning over her. It's forked tongue snaked in and out of its mouth, its plumed tail high like a scorpion, and its hands suddenly seized Cindy. She yelled at the girl she rescued "Run!"

Cindy however, had her own problems. As the girl ran for her sanity, Cindy's arms and legs were gripped by the hands, but she was a warrior, she would not let this cripple her. Cindy swung feather with all her might, and hacked at the hand on her right arm. It released her right away.

The fifth arm reached for her side and started squeezing. Cindy lurched to the other side, laughing in surprise, but also at the horribly ticklish sensation. She swiftly cut off both hands and swiped at the hand to her left. Once the hands were off, she looked at her feet, and wondered why they didn't try to escape their fate. Below, she saw the stumps of the lizard's hands vibrating and shaking. Her heart stopped when she realized what had happened.

On each stump, two hands grew, and leaped to life, straight at Cindy. The five handed beast had just become an eight-handed creature! Her arms were quickly seized again, and this time, there were three free hands to attack, instead of one. Her arms were yanked away from her, and a hand attacked her underarms viciously.

The hands had rough but not jagged or abrasive scales on their fingertips, but no nails. Cindy's sensitive skin was exploding at the touch of the fingertips. As her skin exploded, Cindy let out a loud wail of tormented laughter

Her armpits were not alone, however. Before Cindy could come to grips with the very ticklish assault on her armpits, the last free hand slid under her dress and attacked her hips. It gave gentle, but firm pinches like a small bird's beak. Cindy screamed at the top of her lungs, and laughed like she had on midsummer. Suddenly, her mind went back to Dionysus…

She was in a field of flowers, her hands bound with leather thongs to a stake driven into the earth. Her ankles were tied just the same. Laying next to her naked form was Dionysus, he was on his side, admiring her body "Come on Athena, you only need to say it."

She giggled and snorted as his fingers danced across her lower stomach, just above her womanhood. "You can't make me! Hehehehe! I can take it...oh!"

"Tsk tsk, you will regret that Athena. Your wisdom has left you. I am the God of Ritual madness, do you think I can't drive you mad?" He pinched her hip firmly and dug in. Cindy let out a laugh so loud it could be heard on Olympus by the real Athena, and she jerked her hips away with the strength of a sphynx. Still, her god of wine and madness was able to keep his hand attached effortlessly, and tickled her hip without mercy.

Cindy had her hip as far from him as her bondage allowed, but he could still do as he pleased. She begged "Plhehehehease stop! I can't! I can't!"

"Say it!"

She couldn't let him win, and worse, she couldn't let him stop. She said through chortles of barely controlled laughter "Nohohohoooo! You. Can't. Ahahahaha! Make me!"

Dionysus laughed, a musical, sadistic laugh. It was nothing like Cindy's wild, tortured laughter a few inches away. He leaned over her now, a few inches from her face. Maybe I can't, but I bet my other hand could…"

He laughed again as he slowly brought his hand up to her face, opening,and closing it like a claw, and he moved it closer to her hip, inch by inch as she watched in horror.

Cindy laughed with more intensity already, and she started to beg. "No, please. Hehehehe oh nohohohoho! Hahahahaha please!" She was a mess before he got there, once he did, she was a goner.

His hand latched onto her other hip, and she lurched away, into his other hand. His hands kept her hips in place now, and tickled steadily and ruthlessly. She screamed like the all of the furies combined, and devolved into a laughing, humbled, mess of a hero.

She begged between laughs "Ok ok! HAHAHAHAHA OK I'LL SAY IT! EEEEHEHEHEHE! IT TICKLES! HAHAHAH IT TIHIHIHICKKKKLESSSS!"

He stopped almost immediatley and leaned over her face, there was still laughter on her breath, and suddenly the memory was no more than a puff of smoke.

As the creature tormented Cindy's hips, the look in his eyes made her wonder if it saw the same thing. She instantly gathered her strength and forced her right arm to swing at the hand on her hips. The hand was gone, but her torment was not. Two new hands sprung from the stump. And got to work removing her sandals. Her wrists were forced up higher, over her head, and the beast shot a web like substance at them to hold them to the cave wall. Feather clattered to the floor in the struggle.

It wasn't helping much anyway, at this point. Cindy struggled against the bonds at her hands, and kicked as best she could as her feet were bared. Now the real trouble began. The two new hands attacked Cindy's feet, and the hands at her armpits descended to her ribs.

Even through her dress, Cindy's ribs were in trouble. She wailed as hard as she could in frantic laughter, all hope of slaying the beast gone. Hope of surviving it was even fading.

The hands at her feet raked her arches with the rough scaled fingertips, and they covered every inch of her soles in tickles. Cindy was getting light headed. Her breath was coming shorter, and her laughter was silent now. The beast looked her in the eyes, and it was willing her to say it. It took all of her focus to fight its ticklish attacks, but she refused to let this beast break her. She was a hero.

Cindy surrendered to the ticklish attacks, allowing them to engulf her senses, however her eyes remained locked on the beast in a battle of wills. She laughed as hard as she had ever laughed, and couldnt laugh fast enough to breathe. She was losing. She wanted so badly to say it.

In the back of her mind, a voice goaded "It can all stop if you say it. Just say it. Make it stop."

The same voice, under her breath, whispered, "I never want it to stop…"

The words were forming, on the back of her throat. She let out a loud laugh to clear her throat and say the words, and suddenly, it stopped.

The beast's arms went limp. And Cindy slid to the floor along the cave wall. She was laughing still, and standing over the senseless beast was Helena, her servant. Helena clutched Cindy's spare sword, the blade broken over its head. Cindy whispered…"The last girl...hehehe find her. Whoo."

As the fear and panic died down, Cindy felt an adrenaline rush more intense than battle, and more powerful than any sensation she had ever known. She grabbed feather, and propped herself up. Helena came with a girl leaning heavily on her, and the three of them walked out.

Cindy arrived outside the cave barefoot, disheveled, and panting. She sat on the rock she banged with her shield, and put her head in her knees. Cindy mumbled to the woman who hired her, "Three rescued girls, one dead beast." She had to pause to breathe, and giggled involuntarily.

The woman paid her, and the crowd slowly dispersed. Helena sat next to her, but before she could ask what happened, there was a great cry from the crowd. The top of the cave broke, and the beast could be seen coming over the ruins, and sprinting in the distance, swifter than any horse.

People cried out in dismay at the sight of the demon. Helena finally asked, "My lady, what was that?" Cindy stood now and looked at the beast leaving with a strange sense of disappointment. "That, dear Helena is the many handed Ler-dra. And we're going after it."
 
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