Lake Superior
TMF Regular
- Joined
- Jan 3, 2019
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Gray held his breath and crouched below the window. He'd seen the monster beginning to stir and had instinctively hidden. Now though he wished he'd gone deeper into the house to hide as he felt her stalk over to check on her pet. He saw the shine off her fang reflect and held his breath praying to Mila that she would go and look in the downstairs for him. He felt the air as the window opened and saw the massive fingers enter the room and begin poking around. He flattened himself against the wall as they patted their way around the room looking for prey. He saw the door to the hallway open and pressed himself against the floor to begin slinking towards it. If he could get into the hallway then he could hide there until his sadistic captor grew bored and wandered off to torment someone else.
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He was just about through the door when he made the mistake of looking over his shoulder. He saw Delthea smirking at him and her fingers stretching towards him. His hair stood up as he scrambled into the hallway and he heard her undoing the clasps on the roof. He thought for a minute if he should take shelter in one of the other rooms on the second floor but realized she could just as easily pluck him out of there. Instead, he bolted down the staircase and threw his sword into the living area to trick her into believing he had kept running. It worked and when the massive girl opened the home up she peered all around the bottom floor for her toy.
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Gray sighed and was thankful he'd gotten good at this new life he'd been cursed with. Almost a month ago Hel had cast the spell that shrunk him down to a palm-sized young hunk. He'd been kept in this stupid little plastic house since then with nothing to it but train and avoid the things that came at night. A week ago Hel had brought in one of his former comrades from his world. The mage Delthea in his world had been a young girl but the one Hel had situated in here was a woman in her prime that still had enough of the markers for him.to recognize her. Gray had laughed when Clair had told him of the girl's many crushes in the army when they'd been fighting to liberate their home but now he wondered how many of the other toy homes he could see she kept in this room with her were also occupied.
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He'd seen Alm and Lukas come by a good few times, sometimes to drop off new prisoners for her to tend, other times to either tickle the woman mad or fall victim to her spells and end up her own tickle toys. She'd once had Lukas tied to her bed for a solid hour before Alm had arrived and the two had played with putting spiders in the knight's pits. Now as the regular-sized Delthea pawed through the dollhouse looking for her tiny Gray he carefully snuck his way back up to the top floor to return to the bedroom. He slid himself under the cotton sheets and lay as flat as he could so as to hide.
He heard the woman sigh frustratedly and pumped his fist in victory at having escaped again. He knew she'd let loose creatures in here to punish him for ducking her but he had been planning for them. Since being captured by Hel and warped to her tickle starved way's, Delthea's magic had taken a sinister turn.
The girl had been working on twisting insects and small animals into beasts made specifically for the capture and tickling of Heroes. Gray didn't know of the ones that Hel had actually unleashed onto battlefields as he'd been a prisoner in this castle for quite some time. He'd seen so many friends and allies come and go in here and had even seen his childhood friends Kliff and Tobin captured although their fates were unclear.
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A crash came from downstairs and he felt the toy home swinging shut. She'd given up and released some kind of creature. He reached for his sword and swore to himself as he realized he'd left it downstairs as a distraction. He bounded out of the bed and quickly took stock of moveable furniture. His first order of business was to block the top floor off from the bottom and trap the creature down there. He quickly upended chairs and even dragged an ottoman all to fill the space that was the staircase. He'd just about made a solid wall when he heard something fall over in the bedroom that made his heart sink, somehow it had still gotten upstairs.
He took a lamp as a weapon and slowly nudged open the door to check for the creature but saw nothing. The bedsheets twitched and he grinned at how it was using his own tricks. He raised the lamp and brought it down hard on the lump being rewarded with an angry chitter. A pair of hands grabbed his ankles from under the bed however and pulled them out from underneath him. The blanket was pulled off the bed and Gray's kicking and slapping were quickly neutralized as it tossed them over his head and spun him about on the ground. In seconds Gray was wrapped up in the blanket pinning his wrists to his chest.
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He tried to turn back and look at his captor only to catch a giant red pair of lips pressing over his face. They pulsated on them as a pink tongue teased his nose and hands poked into his sides through the blanket and squeezed his sides. Gray kicked his legs as best he could to try and get free but the blanket kept him stuck and the force of it actually pushed him deeper into this monsters embrace. The lips pulled off him with a wet smack and allowed him to finally look at this horrible creature. It resembled a centipede which it probably had been before the girl's experiments. Now it sported a giant pair of red lips at each end and each of its a thousand legs sported grasping pink hands that were all wiggling their fingers towards the tasty meat they loomed over.
Gray tried to use the tips of his toes to propel himself out from under the creature but instead heard a rip as his strong 12's went right through the sheets. He regretted the squats he'd chosen as his favored activity to pass the time between dodging tickle beasties. Now his creamy soles poked out and had hundreds of hands hungrily advancing on them. He tried to get away but the monster curled around him and grabbed each of his toes individually with a hand and pulled him back by the weak digits. Fingers poked his heels, scratched his arches, and stroked the balls of his feet as he pulled off the ground by his ankles further up this ladder of tickling hands. The seemingly endless fingers busied themselves by getting into him through the sheets to make sure the rest of his body also received attention.
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Slowly the wiggling and wailing Gray was pulled up like a fish being put on display. The other end of the monstrous centipede curled under and brought up yet another pair of horrible thick red lips that Gray could do nothing about as they pressed over his face and seemingly tried to vacuum suck his tongue from between his lips. His feet's softly colored soles were given the same fate as the other pair pressed over them and began exploring them with a thick tongue. The hands pushed their way through the blanket to invade his abs and squeeze each muscle individually while pinching his rear and lightly sketching along his sides. They were getting more and more aggressive to the point where they were tearing through the blanket.
This was a blessing in disguise though as all the holes allowed Gray to start to be able to move his hands.
He grit his teeth and tried to block out the feeling of eight hands going wild in each pit as he slid his hand downwards to his belt and the dagger he had there. The hands took notice though and seized him by the wrist to allow the fingers to dance along his palm and in between his own fingers. The other hand though made it and Gray slid the dagger free quickly and smoothly chopping off two hands attacking his own. The creature chittered in a rage but didn't release the young dread fighter even as he hacked at its countless hands. Soon he was suspended entirely by the suction coming from the two pairs of lips devouring him but as he stabbed at the creature's body soon he was released. He kept attacking the monster until it was finally still then collapsed in exhaustion from his task.
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That was how Delthea found her little tickle doll the next morning. She pouted for a second at her dead critter but after pulling it out of the dollhouse and throwing the thing away she quickly lost interest. Instead, she gave her rebellious little toy a rude awakening by quietly taking the roof off his home while he slept then pinning him down to the bed with her thumbs. She stroked all along his sides with her two index fingers as he howled and thrashed but she never gave the ticklish thing any mercy. He did need to be punished for hiding the day before and she had the perfect new creature for it.
She plucked Gray by the ankle out of his soft bed and carried him to a glass tank she had housing some other experiments of hers. They could keep her handsome test subject busy while she set up some tricks for tonight. Gray saw the hard looking sand in the tank and braced for impact as Delthea let him go but it never came. When he opened his eyes he saw that the ground was a good bit below him but that his descent had stopped. He could move but his legs were stuck to something that left his upper body dangling one or two feet off the ground. Squinting he realized that there was an extremely thin almost translucent web of thread that he'd hooked himself on.
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He kicked at it but only really succeeded in shaking the line and essentially ringing the dinner bell. Gray didn't notice the web's owner starting out as he was drawn to the dirt below him starting to surge as more creatures joined the fray. The two monsters resembled some strange variety of grasshoppers but whose bodies had been altered to have them stand up tall enough to reach the young sword fighter. They sat down and extended long hairy legs towards him that he tried to shove away. However, these armored limbs possessed more strength in them than Gray could ever hope to achieve in a normal human body. They trapped him between them with the fuzz pressing into his shoulders and armpits then extending down his side.
Gray sang out in laughing agony from the ridiculous sensations on his torso but making it even worse was the strange sounds that the creature's legs made. The sawing of their legs going back and forth made a strange chirping noise that made the very air vibrate. The sound of it made Gray's ear feel as if they were being attacked and fluffed and despite the ticklish pincer movement he was in he found himself trying to clap his hands over his ears. He wailed and flailed so much that he didn't even notice the creature pulling its threads tight to press his legs together and bind them tightly. The tickle crickets though did notice the predator that had awakened and fled leaving a sweaty and giggling Gray hanging there feeling quite foolish.
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He finally noticed the creature atop his legs and tried to kick the spider off to no avail. His legs were bound tightly together at the ankle and the black hairy thing had squatted in a way that it had its meal spread out before it. Back legs dug into right where Gray's muscular thighs met his toned rear and he twitched and giggled at this sweet spot that neither he nor Clair had found. Another set of legs dug hard into his calves and upped Gray's protests general flailing as he tried to sit up and shove the creature off him. Slowly he was managing it but the tickles were making the core of the youth quite weak.
He lost his progress and fell back into a giggling pile as the creature added another pair of legs that scratched at his ankles. Gray hadn't even known that those could be ticklish but here was this creature making him wail like a child by tracing lazy eights in them. When the other pair of legs pushed up into the arches of his feet though Gray's eyes shot wide and he begged for mercy. He promised this insect whatever it wanted if it would just show him mercy but got none. The opposite in fact as the creature opened it's mandibles wide and jammed all ten of Gray's wiggly, giggly and tingly toes into its mouth. Gray's red face was becoming streaked with tears, snot and drool as inside its horrid mouth millions of little pincers poked and prodded his toes as the defanged beast sucked the sweat from between his digits and savored his laughter.
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Gray finally managed to sit up far enough to get his arms around the beast and tried to wrest it off of him. However the second his skin touched the bristles all over the creature's fat thorax he tried to pull away as they tickled like mad. Instead, however, he found himself stuck upon them by a sticky substance they secreted. A thick blast of webbing from the beasts rear caught him in the mid-section and pulled that onto the fuzz as well until Gray completely stuck to it. Gray had no choice but to simply lay there and laugh as the spider's legs taunted his own while its mandible slimily ran along his toes. Any movement simply gave his stuck chest a scrubbing from the creatures fuzz and despite himself, he couldn't stay still from this level of tickles.
The spider dug into Gray's ass and began caressing the tight muscles before once again spreading them out and traveling all over his legs. He bucked and howled at the brushing his nose received for it. Gray was helpless as the spider undid his ankles and began carrying him back towards its lair. Gray was already gasping for air and howling for mercy from just the short few minutes he'd been in the monsters grasp and didn't think he'd survive much longer with it. When Delthea's massive hand reached in and pulled him out he wanted to kiss her for saving him but knew that she wanted that. She casually flicked the spider off him and placed the tiny and sweaty Gray on his bed in the dollhouse pausing to give his chocolate abs a little tickle.
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"So is my cute dolly sorry for being so naughty yesterday? Is he ready to be a good little toy and come out for dress-up when I ask?"
Gray's breath was ragged so Delthea was patient when she waited for a response but after a solid minute, she took the silence as her answer. She sighed as she closed the dollhouse up and wished Gray luck with his night as she knew that the bedbugs would bite. While the dread fighter dozed peacefully she turned her attention on what she'd been using to satisfy her dress-up urges. Sothe twitched on the bed where he'd been tied down spread eagle. She'd been inspired for his outfit by the one she'd seen Lord Pent don and had been quick in sweeping away the itch-besot rogue for an experiment. Sothe had kissed her tiny feet when she'd removed the bracelet that had besot his body with horrible itches.
Sothe had been all too happy to wear the pristine white suit as she'd asked him too and hadn't questioned why it had lacked socks and shoes. He hadn't complained at being tied down upon the woman's bed either. Now as Delthea watched him pull at his bonds and howl into the drool soaked ball-gag between his lips she was very glad he hadn't watched the steady stream of her little pets that had slipped into his suit since he had lain down. Delthea's various bugs streamed all about Sothe's naked body beneath his clothes and made the dashing rogue squirm and beg.
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It made for quite the sight as Delthea took one of his size 11's in her hand and began giving it a tender-loving massage just as she had seen that Micaiah woman do for him. However, despite the intention and her genius with magics and even the breeding of insects, the older Delthea was in fact an amateur at the arts of massage. Rather than give Sothe much comfort with it she was in reality just clumsily fondling his foot and in fact, her untrimmed nails were adding to the green-haired rogue's tickle torture. His other foot was crisscrossed with trails of tiny ants that Delthea had changed to grow thick pelts of teeny feathers that dragged along their bellies as they marched and each of the five toes was crowned by the same breed of fat black spider that had just made a tasty meal of Gray.
In fact, that very tickle bug was now perched atop Sothe's pinky toe which it had cocooned in its silky webbing just as the others had in hopes that they could catch a few of those ants that marched in the valleys between the man's toes. Sothe howled into the gag as a few of those centipedes collected on his neck to suck upon the stream of drool escaping from his lips. Under his clothes more of the little tickle, monsters skittered along his naked skin, nesting between his thighs, curling around his nipples, and three all trying to fight to fit themselves into his navel. The worst of all though was his cock twitching to try and escape the net of webbing that was holding it down. It was teased by millions of tiny hands that kneaded, scratched, and stroked the skin inch by inch as the three centipedes fought over which could pepper the tip of Sothe's cum soaked opening with more rough kisses. More spiders worked his balls like dough while feather ants blazed new trails between his buttcheeks.
Delthea played with the man into the wee hours of the night when he passed out at which point she climbed atop him to go to sleep herself, sighing contentedly as all of her little toys streamed in to nest in her hair.
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So it was when skittering in the night awoke Gray he was at least away from the grasping hands of giants. He knew that Delthea had left some kind of traps for him in the dollhouse but he had no idea where or what. He saw that the door of the room was securely locked and considered just staying here in the bed. He pulled the sheets up and over his body thinking that maybe it would protect him. Gray however didn't see the long fuzzy appendage that slipped into the bed with him under the cover of the sheets. The strange tentacle was covered with tiny hairs that dragged along the bed as it explored the surface. The nervous flexing of Gray's toes attracted its attention. It slowly wound it's way up as the nervous dread fighter fought his own fears over where that skittering was coming from. Never once did he think to look down and see the great black shell protruding from under the bed but Gray had always been quite the bimbo.
The antenna brushed up Gray's foot just lightly enough to make him mumble a nervous chuckle from what he assumed to be a phantom sensation. It curled and gently stroked his calf next making Gray slap at the blankets unconsciously causing it to retreat. After waiting though it struck like lightning and wound itself between Gray's toes and tightened there. He screamed in surprise at the sudden tickly assault and tried to kick his leg free but despite being so thin, the appendage was easily overpowering him and trying to drag him down to the foot of the bed. Gray grabbed the headboard to prevent being pulled right off the bed. The whole bed shook as whatever was beneath it trilled in anger at having been denied.
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The fuzzy tendril worked its way along Gray's heel making him belly laugh but mainly distracting him from the fact that there was another coming up from the other side of the bed. It looped itself into Gray's flexed armpit and tickled there to loosen his grip. When he held tight it further up and began to gently brush each of his knuckles until the individual fingers lost their grip. He grabbed at the sheets but was easily slammed down onto the ground at the foot of the bed.
He looked up at his captor which seemed to be a chittering eclipse that quickly blocked out the light above him. Gray was frozen in terror at the sight of massive cockroach that Delthea had twisted with her tickle magics. It's great furry antenna wrapped themselves around his wrists and pulled them above his head so that his body was helpless as the creatures great many legs dug their tips into his naked form. They skittered along his pecs and down his sides while pinching his hips and poking his stomach. Gray tried to fight it off but the roach was almost three times his width and was having no problems with moving him about like a tickle toy for its pleasure.
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Gray felt the ground moving beneath him and realized he was being dragged by the creature as it tickled him. Despite his kicking and pulling the cockroach had decided that it enjoyed its original position beneath the bed and that it would be taking Gray with it too that place. He tried with all his might to kick his feet but the massive black lump atop them just meant that his caramel-colored soles just wiggled back and forth as they stuck out from under the bed. The movement and just how defenseless they were attracted more creatures that were slowly skittering their way towards the tasty feet that were basically begging for attention. Gray's chest was explored with hairy legs invading his pecs, ribs, and tickling his neck and chin while the newcomers brushed their thick shells against his feet.
Delthea had felt somewhat bad that she hadn't been able to alleviate poor Sothe's stress during their game of dress-up due to her lack of skill when it came to massage and had decided to work on that after the rogue had passed out. She'd worked creating little critters perfect for the task that could also help ticklish clients keep still. So it was as the pillbugs rolled up around the two size 12 treasures they'd found that they set to work on helping Gray relax.
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Mandibles traced lightly along Gray's soles and inserted themselves between the toes as well to see where the stress had built while more appendages hovered, waiting for the information to be relayed. Once his size 12 soles were properly evaluated it began. Brushes dusted the dirt off that had accumulated after going barefoot for so long and allowed the mandibles to seize the big toes and begin kneading their chunky stems to paralyze the whole foot. A needle was inserted into his arch so feather lightly as for him to realize it was full acupuncture as one particularly rough leg functioned as a pumice stone on his heel. The slime leaking from the mandibles was massaged into the skin gently due to how remarkably similar it was in texture to baby oil. More legs joined in working to pumice, pierce and knead all along the foot to make Gray shake and moan in the ticklish assault from the roach.
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It came to the point where he couldn't tell if he loved or hated this hell he was in as his eyes rolled up into his head. The roach dug deeper into his pets while the pillbugs massaged his toes with enough force so as to hold them still while the brushes continued to lightly dust his feet. The furry antennae wormed their way back and explored their way down Gray's thighs before settling in between his thighs and wrapping themselves around his cock where they began loosely brushing it while simulating a pump.
Gray shrieked at the ticklish hell but found another thick black leg forced itself between his lips to make him gag. This one dragged it's point back and forth devilishly slowly along the lad's tongue to force him to confront being ticklish even there. His whole body bucked beneath the massive bedbug that had taken him and the sound of its chittering started to grow distant as Gray slipped further from consciousness. The last thing Gray noticed before he passed out was just the teensiest bit of sunlight starting to crawl into the room.
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When Gray awoke it was to the feeling of something huge having ahold of his ankle. Delthea inspected the tiny foot and the lovely shade of forest green the nails had been painted. Gray moaned and tried to pull away but of course, had no luck in doing anything but letting Delthea know he was conscious. She smirked down at the still exhausted villager and pulled him from under the bed. Gray looked about but didn't even see a trace of his bully's from the last night. Just this cruel mage who had said something he hadn't listened to just now.
Gray swallowed as he had a feeling he knew what she'd asked and knew what he had to answer.
"No."
"Awww is it because you love it already? Is that why you wanna keep fighting it and getting yourself fed to the bugs? Well far be it from me to deny you. Don't worry I've got just the partners for you tonight. But first, we're gonna have to get you out of the house."
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Gray was pulled out of the dollhouse by his ankle and Delthea carefully produced a test tube from her work desk. Placing the glass tube in a holder she gently forced her rebellious dolly down into it until Gray was wedged into the point where he could barely move. He kicked his feet back and forth as the only protest he could manage as Delthea went to fetch the next step of his punishment. Producing another test tube filled with what looked to be sand, she began pouring it into the tube atop him. He struggled as best he could but still couldn't much as it began to mummify him. Eventually, a bit of it got into his mouth and Gray learned something truly horrifying. What he'd thought was sand was wriggling.
He spat it out and looked at the sand with a new eye and saw that he'd actually been entombed in a mass of wriggling minuscule insects. These mites were just more victims of Delthea's magics and as Gray thrashed, they became aware of the food in their midst. Suddenly his body was consumed in a seemingly endless tomb of what felt like soft lips that were all rapidly nibbling each and every inch of him. Every one of Gray's worst spots was attacked from every angle and new ones were discovered as well. Beneath his shoulder blades, his collarbone and right beneath his toenails were all places Gray and Clair would have never discovered but now they were being exploited as Gray's tears fell atop this mess of almost microscopic tickle bugs he was trapped in.
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"Pretty good right? Queen Hel loves those! When all my little buddies are deployed on the field those I feel are gonna be the most effective. Heck if I didn't have a pouch of those I'd probably still have Micaiah tickling me for touching her toys. Anyway, I don't wanna break you too quickly. After all, I've got my brand new tickle bug heavy to test! Best of luck with him laughing boy!"
She poured Gray out and used a feather to dust the last of the mites from him before placing in a glass jar with a massive black shape in it onto the table with him. Gray tried to get to his feet as she unscrewed the lid and the creature skittered out to face him. It had once been a scorpion but like all the other bugs it had been turned into a new perverted thing that only fueled this place's sole interest. Its claws now resembled manacles and Gray saw the stinger had been replaced with what looked to be a brush dripping with some kind of liquid. He looked around for somewhere to run but Delthea slammed her arms down on either side of him to form an arena that he couldn't escape.
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The bug wasn't interested in waiting though and charged forwards towards Gray. He ducked to the left to avoid it and just barely kept from being trampled as it charged past him. One of it's modified claws clamped at him and just barely missed grabbing ahold of his ankle. He tried to get up but despite its size, the thing was quick and was quickly bearing down on him again. Gray tried to move but one of the claws quickly grabbed ahold of his wrist and pulled him onto his back. He tried to lash out and fend the thing off with kicks but that only let the claw get ahold of his opposite ankle that much easier.
The massive bug raised him up the sky to allow it's mistress to drag a finger along Gray's helpless body as the man struggled. He tried to strike at it with his free hand but that just earned him the scorpion's brush being applied to the helpless rear.
"Hmmm, so what do you think? Lady Hel loves my ideas with these little guys but I think this one's gonna be the best yet. Nobody'll be able to stop him and I'm wondering if that'll let me take that cute doll I had earlier as mine permanently. What do you think of this test run so far?"
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Gray could only sag as the creature's brush forced its way between the cheeks of his ass to start sawing there as he shook and swayed. Between this Delthea's massive finger attacking his side Gray's resolve evaporated. He couldn't take it anymore and wanted to promise the twisted shell of his former comrade whatever she wanted to make it stop. Before he could say a word though the scorpion released his ankle and lowered him to the ground. He panted, trying to get his breath back but could only manage a low whine as the other claw returned and locked around his other wrist.
Delthea pinched his ankles together as the beast pulled him under it. Soon his chest was just under what he thought to be its mouth which opened up to reveal three long slimy tongues that then began busying themselves painting Gray's chest and paying close attention to his nipples. He thrashed and tried to surrender as the beast's great tail came down to pay attention to his cock and stomach. Just the touch of it had him spurting white onto his chest but that got him no mercy from the brush which scrubbed along his cock and dug in as it began to wilt.
Delthea herself showed off the longer nails she had and scraped along his now tiny soles as the fighter wriggled and wailed. She was very aware that he was trying to surrender due in no small part she wad sure to the remnants of the mites venom which were a powerful sensitizing agent. Still, this dolly had been a bad boy and she wanted to make sure he was absolutely 100% broken of that rebellious kick. So she let the scorpion savage his poor weeping shaft a bit more. She fetched herself a cup of tea as his nipples and neck were slurped upon by the bugs tongues and she drank it slowly and savored the sound of him choking on his laughter as he tried to surrender himself to her. She'd wanted to make Gray her bodyguard once he was finished but now she wondered if he might be more fun as a cute salt lick for her bugs. She snapped her fingers to signal for the bug to stop and thought on this as Gray crawled forwards and surrendered himself. She took him into her palm and headed for the baths to make sure the deed was done while making a checklist in her head of both ideas pros and cons.
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Once more the Order of Heroes battle lines broke and the call for the retreat was heard. The Heroes had fought as hard as they could but hadn't stood a chance against the horse-sized black bugs that surged forward under Hel's banner. Various sad scenes played themselves out as allies were forced to leave friends being dragged away by the monsters. A great black scorpion thundered back towards its mistress with the struggling Tanya trapped in its claws, forcing the woman to walk her way back by brushing her rear through her pants with its tail and threatening her should she go to slow with the horrible tongues hanging from its mouth. An exhausted Donnel wiped the sweat from his brow and stood from the pile of the grasshoppers he'd slain before cursing his weakness and falling back, not at all noticing the two rolling black balls following him.
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Off to the side, the recently rescued Lyon struggled in the cocoon of silk he'd been forced into by the spider that had grabbed his cape and kicked the only part of him free which was his bared size 8's. The creature that had grabbed him had been slain and now his attempted rescuer tried to saw him down but found that the blade of his Tyrfing didn't truly lend itself to this task. Seliph stayed to try and save this man despite hearing the retreat order and that would be his undoing as what felt like sand was poured down the back of his collar.
He was quickly forced to the ground and tried to fend off his attacker but the mites were already spreading out to give the young lord's slender back attention and soon the heir to Chalphy was a giggling pile that Gray could take his time with as his mistress had instructed him too. He took another bag of the mites and emptied down the bluenette's trousers and waved to Delthea as she entered atop one of her roaches that she used as a steed. His mistress waved for him to continue and Gray nodded and began to almost drool as he started to slip off the struggling Seliph's boot.
Gray held his breath and crouched below the window. He'd seen the monster beginning to stir and had instinctively hidden. Now though he wished he'd gone deeper into the house to hide as he felt her stalk over to check on her pet. He saw the shine off her fang reflect and held his breath praying to Mila that she would go and look in the downstairs for him. He felt the air as the window opened and saw the massive fingers enter the room and begin poking around. He flattened himself against the wall as they patted their way around the room looking for prey. He saw the door to the hallway open and pressed himself against the floor to begin slinking towards it. If he could get into the hallway then he could hide there until his sadistic captor grew bored and wandered off to torment someone else.
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He was just about through the door when he made the mistake of looking over his shoulder. He saw Delthea smirking at him and her fingers stretching towards him. His hair stood up as he scrambled into the hallway and he heard her undoing the clasps on the roof. He thought for a minute if he should take shelter in one of the other rooms on the second floor but realized she could just as easily pluck him out of there. Instead, he bolted down the staircase and threw his sword into the living area to trick her into believing he had kept running. It worked and when the massive girl opened the home up she peered all around the bottom floor for her toy.
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Gray sighed and was thankful he'd gotten good at this new life he'd been cursed with. Almost a month ago Hel had cast the spell that shrunk him down to a palm-sized young hunk. He'd been kept in this stupid little plastic house since then with nothing to it but train and avoid the things that came at night. A week ago Hel had brought in one of his former comrades from his world. The mage Delthea in his world had been a young girl but the one Hel had situated in here was a woman in her prime that still had enough of the markers for him.to recognize her. Gray had laughed when Clair had told him of the girl's many crushes in the army when they'd been fighting to liberate their home but now he wondered how many of the other toy homes he could see she kept in this room with her were also occupied.
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He'd seen Alm and Lukas come by a good few times, sometimes to drop off new prisoners for her to tend, other times to either tickle the woman mad or fall victim to her spells and end up her own tickle toys. She'd once had Lukas tied to her bed for a solid hour before Alm had arrived and the two had played with putting spiders in the knight's pits. Now as the regular-sized Delthea pawed through the dollhouse looking for her tiny Gray he carefully snuck his way back up to the top floor to return to the bedroom. He slid himself under the cotton sheets and lay as flat as he could so as to hide.
He heard the woman sigh frustratedly and pumped his fist in victory at having escaped again. He knew she'd let loose creatures in here to punish him for ducking her but he had been planning for them. Since being captured by Hel and warped to her tickle starved way's, Delthea's magic had taken a sinister turn.
The girl had been working on twisting insects and small animals into beasts made specifically for the capture and tickling of Heroes. Gray didn't know of the ones that Hel had actually unleashed onto battlefields as he'd been a prisoner in this castle for quite some time. He'd seen so many friends and allies come and go in here and had even seen his childhood friends Kliff and Tobin captured although their fates were unclear.
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A crash came from downstairs and he felt the toy home swinging shut. She'd given up and released some kind of creature. He reached for his sword and swore to himself as he realized he'd left it downstairs as a distraction. He bounded out of the bed and quickly took stock of moveable furniture. His first order of business was to block the top floor off from the bottom and trap the creature down there. He quickly upended chairs and even dragged an ottoman all to fill the space that was the staircase. He'd just about made a solid wall when he heard something fall over in the bedroom that made his heart sink, somehow it had still gotten upstairs.
He took a lamp as a weapon and slowly nudged open the door to check for the creature but saw nothing. The bedsheets twitched and he grinned at how it was using his own tricks. He raised the lamp and brought it down hard on the lump being rewarded with an angry chitter. A pair of hands grabbed his ankles from under the bed however and pulled them out from underneath him. The blanket was pulled off the bed and Gray's kicking and slapping were quickly neutralized as it tossed them over his head and spun him about on the ground. In seconds Gray was wrapped up in the blanket pinning his wrists to his chest.
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He tried to turn back and look at his captor only to catch a giant red pair of lips pressing over his face. They pulsated on them as a pink tongue teased his nose and hands poked into his sides through the blanket and squeezed his sides. Gray kicked his legs as best he could to try and get free but the blanket kept him stuck and the force of it actually pushed him deeper into this monsters embrace. The lips pulled off him with a wet smack and allowed him to finally look at this horrible creature. It resembled a centipede which it probably had been before the girl's experiments. Now it sported a giant pair of red lips at each end and each of its a thousand legs sported grasping pink hands that were all wiggling their fingers towards the tasty meat they loomed over.
Gray tried to use the tips of his toes to propel himself out from under the creature but instead heard a rip as his strong 12's went right through the sheets. He regretted the squats he'd chosen as his favored activity to pass the time between dodging tickle beasties. Now his creamy soles poked out and had hundreds of hands hungrily advancing on them. He tried to get away but the monster curled around him and grabbed each of his toes individually with a hand and pulled him back by the weak digits. Fingers poked his heels, scratched his arches, and stroked the balls of his feet as he pulled off the ground by his ankles further up this ladder of tickling hands. The seemingly endless fingers busied themselves by getting into him through the sheets to make sure the rest of his body also received attention.
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Slowly the wiggling and wailing Gray was pulled up like a fish being put on display. The other end of the monstrous centipede curled under and brought up yet another pair of horrible thick red lips that Gray could do nothing about as they pressed over his face and seemingly tried to vacuum suck his tongue from between his lips. His feet's softly colored soles were given the same fate as the other pair pressed over them and began exploring them with a thick tongue. The hands pushed their way through the blanket to invade his abs and squeeze each muscle individually while pinching his rear and lightly sketching along his sides. They were getting more and more aggressive to the point where they were tearing through the blanket.
This was a blessing in disguise though as all the holes allowed Gray to start to be able to move his hands.
He grit his teeth and tried to block out the feeling of eight hands going wild in each pit as he slid his hand downwards to his belt and the dagger he had there. The hands took notice though and seized him by the wrist to allow the fingers to dance along his palm and in between his own fingers. The other hand though made it and Gray slid the dagger free quickly and smoothly chopping off two hands attacking his own. The creature chittered in a rage but didn't release the young dread fighter even as he hacked at its countless hands. Soon he was suspended entirely by the suction coming from the two pairs of lips devouring him but as he stabbed at the creature's body soon he was released. He kept attacking the monster until it was finally still then collapsed in exhaustion from his task.
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That was how Delthea found her little tickle doll the next morning. She pouted for a second at her dead critter but after pulling it out of the dollhouse and throwing the thing away she quickly lost interest. Instead, she gave her rebellious little toy a rude awakening by quietly taking the roof off his home while he slept then pinning him down to the bed with her thumbs. She stroked all along his sides with her two index fingers as he howled and thrashed but she never gave the ticklish thing any mercy. He did need to be punished for hiding the day before and she had the perfect new creature for it.
She plucked Gray by the ankle out of his soft bed and carried him to a glass tank she had housing some other experiments of hers. They could keep her handsome test subject busy while she set up some tricks for tonight. Gray saw the hard looking sand in the tank and braced for impact as Delthea let him go but it never came. When he opened his eyes he saw that the ground was a good bit below him but that his descent had stopped. He could move but his legs were stuck to something that left his upper body dangling one or two feet off the ground. Squinting he realized that there was an extremely thin almost translucent web of thread that he'd hooked himself on.
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He kicked at it but only really succeeded in shaking the line and essentially ringing the dinner bell. Gray didn't notice the web's owner starting out as he was drawn to the dirt below him starting to surge as more creatures joined the fray. The two monsters resembled some strange variety of grasshoppers but whose bodies had been altered to have them stand up tall enough to reach the young sword fighter. They sat down and extended long hairy legs towards him that he tried to shove away. However, these armored limbs possessed more strength in them than Gray could ever hope to achieve in a normal human body. They trapped him between them with the fuzz pressing into his shoulders and armpits then extending down his side.
Gray sang out in laughing agony from the ridiculous sensations on his torso but making it even worse was the strange sounds that the creature's legs made. The sawing of their legs going back and forth made a strange chirping noise that made the very air vibrate. The sound of it made Gray's ear feel as if they were being attacked and fluffed and despite the ticklish pincer movement he was in he found himself trying to clap his hands over his ears. He wailed and flailed so much that he didn't even notice the creature pulling its threads tight to press his legs together and bind them tightly. The tickle crickets though did notice the predator that had awakened and fled leaving a sweaty and giggling Gray hanging there feeling quite foolish.
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He finally noticed the creature atop his legs and tried to kick the spider off to no avail. His legs were bound tightly together at the ankle and the black hairy thing had squatted in a way that it had its meal spread out before it. Back legs dug into right where Gray's muscular thighs met his toned rear and he twitched and giggled at this sweet spot that neither he nor Clair had found. Another set of legs dug hard into his calves and upped Gray's protests general flailing as he tried to sit up and shove the creature off him. Slowly he was managing it but the tickles were making the core of the youth quite weak.
He lost his progress and fell back into a giggling pile as the creature added another pair of legs that scratched at his ankles. Gray hadn't even known that those could be ticklish but here was this creature making him wail like a child by tracing lazy eights in them. When the other pair of legs pushed up into the arches of his feet though Gray's eyes shot wide and he begged for mercy. He promised this insect whatever it wanted if it would just show him mercy but got none. The opposite in fact as the creature opened it's mandibles wide and jammed all ten of Gray's wiggly, giggly and tingly toes into its mouth. Gray's red face was becoming streaked with tears, snot and drool as inside its horrid mouth millions of little pincers poked and prodded his toes as the defanged beast sucked the sweat from between his digits and savored his laughter.
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Gray finally managed to sit up far enough to get his arms around the beast and tried to wrest it off of him. However the second his skin touched the bristles all over the creature's fat thorax he tried to pull away as they tickled like mad. Instead, however, he found himself stuck upon them by a sticky substance they secreted. A thick blast of webbing from the beasts rear caught him in the mid-section and pulled that onto the fuzz as well until Gray completely stuck to it. Gray had no choice but to simply lay there and laugh as the spider's legs taunted his own while its mandible slimily ran along his toes. Any movement simply gave his stuck chest a scrubbing from the creatures fuzz and despite himself, he couldn't stay still from this level of tickles.
The spider dug into Gray's ass and began caressing the tight muscles before once again spreading them out and traveling all over his legs. He bucked and howled at the brushing his nose received for it. Gray was helpless as the spider undid his ankles and began carrying him back towards its lair. Gray was already gasping for air and howling for mercy from just the short few minutes he'd been in the monsters grasp and didn't think he'd survive much longer with it. When Delthea's massive hand reached in and pulled him out he wanted to kiss her for saving him but knew that she wanted that. She casually flicked the spider off him and placed the tiny and sweaty Gray on his bed in the dollhouse pausing to give his chocolate abs a little tickle.
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"So is my cute dolly sorry for being so naughty yesterday? Is he ready to be a good little toy and come out for dress-up when I ask?"
Gray's breath was ragged so Delthea was patient when she waited for a response but after a solid minute, she took the silence as her answer. She sighed as she closed the dollhouse up and wished Gray luck with his night as she knew that the bedbugs would bite. While the dread fighter dozed peacefully she turned her attention on what she'd been using to satisfy her dress-up urges. Sothe twitched on the bed where he'd been tied down spread eagle. She'd been inspired for his outfit by the one she'd seen Lord Pent don and had been quick in sweeping away the itch-besot rogue for an experiment. Sothe had kissed her tiny feet when she'd removed the bracelet that had besot his body with horrible itches.
Sothe had been all too happy to wear the pristine white suit as she'd asked him too and hadn't questioned why it had lacked socks and shoes. He hadn't complained at being tied down upon the woman's bed either. Now as Delthea watched him pull at his bonds and howl into the drool soaked ball-gag between his lips she was very glad he hadn't watched the steady stream of her little pets that had slipped into his suit since he had lain down. Delthea's various bugs streamed all about Sothe's naked body beneath his clothes and made the dashing rogue squirm and beg.
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It made for quite the sight as Delthea took one of his size 11's in her hand and began giving it a tender-loving massage just as she had seen that Micaiah woman do for him. However, despite the intention and her genius with magics and even the breeding of insects, the older Delthea was in fact an amateur at the arts of massage. Rather than give Sothe much comfort with it she was in reality just clumsily fondling his foot and in fact, her untrimmed nails were adding to the green-haired rogue's tickle torture. His other foot was crisscrossed with trails of tiny ants that Delthea had changed to grow thick pelts of teeny feathers that dragged along their bellies as they marched and each of the five toes was crowned by the same breed of fat black spider that had just made a tasty meal of Gray.
In fact, that very tickle bug was now perched atop Sothe's pinky toe which it had cocooned in its silky webbing just as the others had in hopes that they could catch a few of those ants that marched in the valleys between the man's toes. Sothe howled into the gag as a few of those centipedes collected on his neck to suck upon the stream of drool escaping from his lips. Under his clothes more of the little tickle, monsters skittered along his naked skin, nesting between his thighs, curling around his nipples, and three all trying to fight to fit themselves into his navel. The worst of all though was his cock twitching to try and escape the net of webbing that was holding it down. It was teased by millions of tiny hands that kneaded, scratched, and stroked the skin inch by inch as the three centipedes fought over which could pepper the tip of Sothe's cum soaked opening with more rough kisses. More spiders worked his balls like dough while feather ants blazed new trails between his buttcheeks.
Delthea played with the man into the wee hours of the night when he passed out at which point she climbed atop him to go to sleep herself, sighing contentedly as all of her little toys streamed in to nest in her hair.
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So it was when skittering in the night awoke Gray he was at least away from the grasping hands of giants. He knew that Delthea had left some kind of traps for him in the dollhouse but he had no idea where or what. He saw that the door of the room was securely locked and considered just staying here in the bed. He pulled the sheets up and over his body thinking that maybe it would protect him. Gray however didn't see the long fuzzy appendage that slipped into the bed with him under the cover of the sheets. The strange tentacle was covered with tiny hairs that dragged along the bed as it explored the surface. The nervous flexing of Gray's toes attracted its attention. It slowly wound it's way up as the nervous dread fighter fought his own fears over where that skittering was coming from. Never once did he think to look down and see the great black shell protruding from under the bed but Gray had always been quite the bimbo.
The antenna brushed up Gray's foot just lightly enough to make him mumble a nervous chuckle from what he assumed to be a phantom sensation. It curled and gently stroked his calf next making Gray slap at the blankets unconsciously causing it to retreat. After waiting though it struck like lightning and wound itself between Gray's toes and tightened there. He screamed in surprise at the sudden tickly assault and tried to kick his leg free but despite being so thin, the appendage was easily overpowering him and trying to drag him down to the foot of the bed. Gray grabbed the headboard to prevent being pulled right off the bed. The whole bed shook as whatever was beneath it trilled in anger at having been denied.
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The fuzzy tendril worked its way along Gray's heel making him belly laugh but mainly distracting him from the fact that there was another coming up from the other side of the bed. It looped itself into Gray's flexed armpit and tickled there to loosen his grip. When he held tight it further up and began to gently brush each of his knuckles until the individual fingers lost their grip. He grabbed at the sheets but was easily slammed down onto the ground at the foot of the bed.
He looked up at his captor which seemed to be a chittering eclipse that quickly blocked out the light above him. Gray was frozen in terror at the sight of massive cockroach that Delthea had twisted with her tickle magics. It's great furry antenna wrapped themselves around his wrists and pulled them above his head so that his body was helpless as the creatures great many legs dug their tips into his naked form. They skittered along his pecs and down his sides while pinching his hips and poking his stomach. Gray tried to fight it off but the roach was almost three times his width and was having no problems with moving him about like a tickle toy for its pleasure.
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Gray felt the ground moving beneath him and realized he was being dragged by the creature as it tickled him. Despite his kicking and pulling the cockroach had decided that it enjoyed its original position beneath the bed and that it would be taking Gray with it too that place. He tried with all his might to kick his feet but the massive black lump atop them just meant that his caramel-colored soles just wiggled back and forth as they stuck out from under the bed. The movement and just how defenseless they were attracted more creatures that were slowly skittering their way towards the tasty feet that were basically begging for attention. Gray's chest was explored with hairy legs invading his pecs, ribs, and tickling his neck and chin while the newcomers brushed their thick shells against his feet.
Delthea had felt somewhat bad that she hadn't been able to alleviate poor Sothe's stress during their game of dress-up due to her lack of skill when it came to massage and had decided to work on that after the rogue had passed out. She'd worked creating little critters perfect for the task that could also help ticklish clients keep still. So it was as the pillbugs rolled up around the two size 12 treasures they'd found that they set to work on helping Gray relax.
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Mandibles traced lightly along Gray's soles and inserted themselves between the toes as well to see where the stress had built while more appendages hovered, waiting for the information to be relayed. Once his size 12 soles were properly evaluated it began. Brushes dusted the dirt off that had accumulated after going barefoot for so long and allowed the mandibles to seize the big toes and begin kneading their chunky stems to paralyze the whole foot. A needle was inserted into his arch so feather lightly as for him to realize it was full acupuncture as one particularly rough leg functioned as a pumice stone on his heel. The slime leaking from the mandibles was massaged into the skin gently due to how remarkably similar it was in texture to baby oil. More legs joined in working to pumice, pierce and knead all along the foot to make Gray shake and moan in the ticklish assault from the roach.
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It came to the point where he couldn't tell if he loved or hated this hell he was in as his eyes rolled up into his head. The roach dug deeper into his pets while the pillbugs massaged his toes with enough force so as to hold them still while the brushes continued to lightly dust his feet. The furry antennae wormed their way back and explored their way down Gray's thighs before settling in between his thighs and wrapping themselves around his cock where they began loosely brushing it while simulating a pump.
Gray shrieked at the ticklish hell but found another thick black leg forced itself between his lips to make him gag. This one dragged it's point back and forth devilishly slowly along the lad's tongue to force him to confront being ticklish even there. His whole body bucked beneath the massive bedbug that had taken him and the sound of its chittering started to grow distant as Gray slipped further from consciousness. The last thing Gray noticed before he passed out was just the teensiest bit of sunlight starting to crawl into the room.
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When Gray awoke it was to the feeling of something huge having ahold of his ankle. Delthea inspected the tiny foot and the lovely shade of forest green the nails had been painted. Gray moaned and tried to pull away but of course, had no luck in doing anything but letting Delthea know he was conscious. She smirked down at the still exhausted villager and pulled him from under the bed. Gray looked about but didn't even see a trace of his bully's from the last night. Just this cruel mage who had said something he hadn't listened to just now.
Gray swallowed as he had a feeling he knew what she'd asked and knew what he had to answer.
"No."
"Awww is it because you love it already? Is that why you wanna keep fighting it and getting yourself fed to the bugs? Well far be it from me to deny you. Don't worry I've got just the partners for you tonight. But first, we're gonna have to get you out of the house."
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Gray was pulled out of the dollhouse by his ankle and Delthea carefully produced a test tube from her work desk. Placing the glass tube in a holder she gently forced her rebellious dolly down into it until Gray was wedged into the point where he could barely move. He kicked his feet back and forth as the only protest he could manage as Delthea went to fetch the next step of his punishment. Producing another test tube filled with what looked to be sand, she began pouring it into the tube atop him. He struggled as best he could but still couldn't much as it began to mummify him. Eventually, a bit of it got into his mouth and Gray learned something truly horrifying. What he'd thought was sand was wriggling.
He spat it out and looked at the sand with a new eye and saw that he'd actually been entombed in a mass of wriggling minuscule insects. These mites were just more victims of Delthea's magics and as Gray thrashed, they became aware of the food in their midst. Suddenly his body was consumed in a seemingly endless tomb of what felt like soft lips that were all rapidly nibbling each and every inch of him. Every one of Gray's worst spots was attacked from every angle and new ones were discovered as well. Beneath his shoulder blades, his collarbone and right beneath his toenails were all places Gray and Clair would have never discovered but now they were being exploited as Gray's tears fell atop this mess of almost microscopic tickle bugs he was trapped in.
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"Pretty good right? Queen Hel loves those! When all my little buddies are deployed on the field those I feel are gonna be the most effective. Heck if I didn't have a pouch of those I'd probably still have Micaiah tickling me for touching her toys. Anyway, I don't wanna break you too quickly. After all, I've got my brand new tickle bug heavy to test! Best of luck with him laughing boy!"
She poured Gray out and used a feather to dust the last of the mites from him before placing in a glass jar with a massive black shape in it onto the table with him. Gray tried to get to his feet as she unscrewed the lid and the creature skittered out to face him. It had once been a scorpion but like all the other bugs it had been turned into a new perverted thing that only fueled this place's sole interest. Its claws now resembled manacles and Gray saw the stinger had been replaced with what looked to be a brush dripping with some kind of liquid. He looked around for somewhere to run but Delthea slammed her arms down on either side of him to form an arena that he couldn't escape.
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The bug wasn't interested in waiting though and charged forwards towards Gray. He ducked to the left to avoid it and just barely kept from being trampled as it charged past him. One of it's modified claws clamped at him and just barely missed grabbing ahold of his ankle. He tried to get up but despite its size, the thing was quick and was quickly bearing down on him again. Gray tried to move but one of the claws quickly grabbed ahold of his wrist and pulled him onto his back. He tried to lash out and fend the thing off with kicks but that only let the claw get ahold of his opposite ankle that much easier.
The massive bug raised him up the sky to allow it's mistress to drag a finger along Gray's helpless body as the man struggled. He tried to strike at it with his free hand but that just earned him the scorpion's brush being applied to the helpless rear.
"Hmmm, so what do you think? Lady Hel loves my ideas with these little guys but I think this one's gonna be the best yet. Nobody'll be able to stop him and I'm wondering if that'll let me take that cute doll I had earlier as mine permanently. What do you think of this test run so far?"
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Gray could only sag as the creature's brush forced its way between the cheeks of his ass to start sawing there as he shook and swayed. Between this Delthea's massive finger attacking his side Gray's resolve evaporated. He couldn't take it anymore and wanted to promise the twisted shell of his former comrade whatever she wanted to make it stop. Before he could say a word though the scorpion released his ankle and lowered him to the ground. He panted, trying to get his breath back but could only manage a low whine as the other claw returned and locked around his other wrist.
Delthea pinched his ankles together as the beast pulled him under it. Soon his chest was just under what he thought to be its mouth which opened up to reveal three long slimy tongues that then began busying themselves painting Gray's chest and paying close attention to his nipples. He thrashed and tried to surrender as the beast's great tail came down to pay attention to his cock and stomach. Just the touch of it had him spurting white onto his chest but that got him no mercy from the brush which scrubbed along his cock and dug in as it began to wilt.
Delthea herself showed off the longer nails she had and scraped along his now tiny soles as the fighter wriggled and wailed. She was very aware that he was trying to surrender due in no small part she wad sure to the remnants of the mites venom which were a powerful sensitizing agent. Still, this dolly had been a bad boy and she wanted to make sure he was absolutely 100% broken of that rebellious kick. So she let the scorpion savage his poor weeping shaft a bit more. She fetched herself a cup of tea as his nipples and neck were slurped upon by the bugs tongues and she drank it slowly and savored the sound of him choking on his laughter as he tried to surrender himself to her. She'd wanted to make Gray her bodyguard once he was finished but now she wondered if he might be more fun as a cute salt lick for her bugs. She snapped her fingers to signal for the bug to stop and thought on this as Gray crawled forwards and surrendered himself. She took him into her palm and headed for the baths to make sure the deed was done while making a checklist in her head of both ideas pros and cons.
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Once more the Order of Heroes battle lines broke and the call for the retreat was heard. The Heroes had fought as hard as they could but hadn't stood a chance against the horse-sized black bugs that surged forward under Hel's banner. Various sad scenes played themselves out as allies were forced to leave friends being dragged away by the monsters. A great black scorpion thundered back towards its mistress with the struggling Tanya trapped in its claws, forcing the woman to walk her way back by brushing her rear through her pants with its tail and threatening her should she go to slow with the horrible tongues hanging from its mouth. An exhausted Donnel wiped the sweat from his brow and stood from the pile of the grasshoppers he'd slain before cursing his weakness and falling back, not at all noticing the two rolling black balls following him.
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Off to the side, the recently rescued Lyon struggled in the cocoon of silk he'd been forced into by the spider that had grabbed his cape and kicked the only part of him free which was his bared size 8's. The creature that had grabbed him had been slain and now his attempted rescuer tried to saw him down but found that the blade of his Tyrfing didn't truly lend itself to this task. Seliph stayed to try and save this man despite hearing the retreat order and that would be his undoing as what felt like sand was poured down the back of his collar.
He was quickly forced to the ground and tried to fend off his attacker but the mites were already spreading out to give the young lord's slender back attention and soon the heir to Chalphy was a giggling pile that Gray could take his time with as his mistress had instructed him too. He took another bag of the mites and emptied down the bluenette's trousers and waved to Delthea as she entered atop one of her roaches that she used as a steed. His mistress waved for him to continue and Gray nodded and began to almost drool as he started to slip off the struggling Seliph's boot.
