PeterVincentTGVK
1st Level Red Feather
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Jenni was more than a little turned on by the time that she walked out of the GAME OF SKILL room. Her bisexual nature allowed her to feel sexually excited by tickling another woman. Especially two. She was still oblivious to the fact that she had just brought Lori and Lana to orgasm through tickle torture several times over. She thought it was all fake. But that didn't make her feel any less aroused. She felt the temptation to find a bathroom and finish herself off but decided that it might be a better idea to cool down with another glass of whiskey. She saw the door that said HALL OF WAX on it, though, and remembered that she had planned on meeting back up with Lily. She was about to go in when she heard what sounded like laughter coming from the living room. Ticklish laughter.
“Ooo...” She thought out loud eagerly. “More games perhaps.”
Jenni picked up the pace and entered the living room, walking right in on Claire and Kim. They were both on the couch. The zipper on Claire's catsuit costume was all the way down and open, leaving her breasts and midsection bare. She was on her back as Kim straddled her, pinning Claire's wrists with one hand and wiggling the fingers on her other hand in a threatening manner, making Claire giggle.
“My, my, what do we have here?” Jenni asked. The two girls on the couch immediately stopped what they were doing. Claire hurriedly zipped up her costume.
“Um.. We were just... entertaining ourselves.” Kim replied.
“So I see.” Jenni smiled as she walked by them towards the bar. “Can I get another glass of your peach whiskey?”
“Of course.” Claire answered as she paced quickly over to her area behind the bar. She grabbed a bottle and poured while Jenni gave her a playful look and never peered away.
“Whahahat?” Claire laughed.
“You know what.” Jenni answered. “You two were having a little tickle party in here.” A flustered look briefly overtook Claire's face before it returned to normal. Kim moved over and sat next to Jenni.
“Yeah, it's our favorite pastime.” Kim said.
“Mine too.” Jenni told her. Kim looked to Claire.
“Can I get a shot of Crown, Babe?” Kim requested.
“Mhmm.” Claire grabbed two shot glasses and another bottle. “I could use one, too.”
“How long have you two been on the tickle train, as it were?” Jenni asked as she let the sweet liquor slide down her throat.
“We are massive tickle fetishists.” Claire informed her. There was no point in keeping such secrets from Jenni at this stage. “It's actually how we met.”
“Yep. I saw Claire walking one day, leaving a restaurant. I had seen her a few times and thought she was just the most gorgeous young woman I had ever seen. I walked up to her from behind and tweaked her sides. She turned to me and gave me a look like I had opened Pandora's box.” Kim told the story.
“See, we both are turned on by tickling whether we are the lees or the lers.” Claire educated the clown. “How about you?”
“Same here. I prefer to be the ler but I love it either way.”
“When did you first discover your kink?” Claire took her shot as Kim did. She then began pouring a second round.
“Well, of course, I discovered tickling as a kid, ya know, like most people do. My mom used to tickle me all of the time. She would tickle me every night before bedtime.”
“Parents are the worst.” Kim cut in. “They always know how to be the best ticklers because they get to discover all of your spots when you are too little to fight back.”
“Exactly!” Jenni agreed. “She used to tickle me for fun, as punishment, whatever reason she could think of. My stomach, my sides, my underarms... and God help me if I let her get near my feet or chest!”
“Your chest?” Claire asked.
“Oh yeah. Even before I got these puppies, my chest was terribly ticklish.” Jenni took another drink. “I mean, I can stand having them fondled and such, but if I know that someone is going to tickle them, it's like they quadruple in sensitivity. It's like it's all in my head but I can't do much about it.”
“Claire's like that, too.” Kim said. “It's like, they're only ticklish if I am tickling them on purpose.”
“Which you do.” Claire smirked.
“Every chance I get.” Kim responded.
“You too are so cute.” Jenni smiled benevolently.
“Well, Claire's ticklish just about everywhere. I am for the most part except for my armpits.” Kim said.
“Whaaaaaat?” Jenni asked in disbelief. “I call bullshit on that one. Everyone is ticklish under their arms.”
“Not me.” Kim insisted.
“Okay. Raise em up.” Jenni turned in her chair to face Kim. Kim lifted her arms up above her head. Jenni glanced at Claire.
“You don't mind, do you?”
“Oh, please, go ahead.” Claire assured her. “Maybe you'll have better luck than me.”
“It ain't luck, honey.” Jenni looked over the hairless hollows. “It's figuring out the lee. It's getting inside their head. The thing is that Kim here might honestly think that she's not ticklish under her arms. Maybe she's never had the right touch used on her. Or maybe she hasn't been tickled there long enough to get a real response. I've noticed that with some spots, armpits included, can't just be attacked outright with some people. Watch.” Jenni raised her gloved fingertips to Kim's elbows. She started to circle the elbows with her fingers.
It didn't really tickle, Kim thought. In fact, it felt kind of nice. Jenni locked eyes with the blonde and dragged the fingertips down just 2 inches towards the armpits, and repeated the circling motion. Kim began to feel a kind of intensity. What if Jenni really did know a way to tickle her underarms that she had never experienced before? What if the clown had some devious trick up her sleeve.
“Wait for it...” Jenni whispered to Kim. Claire watched with enthusiasm. Jenni lowered the fingers another 2 inches and continued the circling. Something happened. The muscles in Kim's upper arms tightened for a second. It was as if the flesh was afraid of Jenni. The reaction didn't go unnoticed. Kim saw the left corner of Jenni's lips curl slightly. It was a coy, knowing smirk. The fingers lowered again. Now they were just an inch from Kim's hollows
“Wait for it...” Jenni whispered again. Kim became increasingly aware of the softness of Jenni's touch and how the skin on her arms was responding. Despite herself, she shifted in her seat uneasily. Jenni lowered her fingers... into the armpits... and circled.
“Hehehehheehe!” Kim squealed and quickly brought her arms down to protect them.
“Wow!” Claire beamed.
“It's important to build the suspense.” Jenni told Claire. “Like I said before, you can't always just dig in. A lee has to feel like you are in charge before you can do much damage to them.”
“That was amazing!” Kim proclaimed. “I think we could learn a lot from you.”
“Well, consider that a free lesson.” Jenni raised her glass. Claire and Kim did the same and the three toasted each other.
“This certainly looks friendly.” The three women turned to see Reni walking into the room. The demon was once again in her blonde human form.
“I like to think of myself as a friendly girl.” Jenni finished her drink. “Kudos to all three of you. This has been a really fun time so far.”
“I'm glad you feel that way.” Reni said. “I'm gonna be honest with you. You're more or less the guest of honor.”
“Me?” Jenni asked “Why am I so special?”
“So I wanted to save you for last.” Reni ignored the question. “And we are running out of time.”
“You've definitely got my curiosity, Reni. I'll give you that.”
“Oh, you'll give me more than that.” Reni told the clown. “We haven't been properly introduced yet. The blonde waved her hand and suddenly Jenni was transported on the couch. Her arms were folded in front of her and the cuffs of her sleeves were sewn together, trapping her arms in place almost like a makeshift straightjacket. Her legs were up on the coffee table in front of her, her ankles locked in place by a small pair of stocks that were now built into the table itself
“What the fuck is this?” The clown shouted. She tried to get up only for Kim and Claire to lock arms with her on either side of her. She couldn't go anywhere.
“This is 20 minutes to midnight, Dear.” The blonde sat Indian style on the coffee table in front of Jenni's feet.. Before Jenni's eyes, the blonde transformed back into Renismelthin. “Which means I only have 20 more minutes to get what I came for.” Jenni screamed.
“What are you???!!!”
“I'm Renismelthin.” The busty, pink creature introduced herself in her chipper voice. “I am the Tickle Monster. Not just a fairy tale that children are told to keep them in line. Oh no. I am very, very real.” Jenni struggled to break free.
“No use, Jenni.” Claire claimed. “I'm sorry, but we promised to help her.”
“Tickling has been such a focal point in your life, Jenni.” Renismelthin said. “It's even better than sex to you. You are of a very rare breed. Maybe once every century do I come across such an enthusiastic and talented tickler. And I want your soul. I want you to serve me. But to do that, you have to cum. And you have to do it before midnight.”
“Why? What happens at midnight?” Jenni inquired, panting as she finally settled down.
“Midnight brings the new day. It won't be Halloween any longer. I am only free until then. Afterward, I must return to my realm. But I want to return with you.”
“I don't want to go with you.” Jenni told the demon.
“You are saying no to a world of complete freedom?” Renismelthin asked. “You are saying no to a world full of ticklish victims just waiting for your touch? If you belong to me, you will want for nothing. I already have your friend, Andrew. And Lily will be mine shortly. You will not only be in this wonderful realm... you will be there with your friends.”
“I don't want to be your slave.” Jenni said firmly.
“That's a real shame.” Renismelthin shook her head. “But, no matter. You and I both know how much tickling gets your motor running. This won't take long.”
“You'll like this, Jenni.” Kim said. “Renismelthin has a really tickly touch. It's far lighter and more deliberate than any human hand.”
“It's true.” Claire agreed. “She touched our cheeks earlier tonight and it was supernaturally soft.” Jenni started to panic as Renismelthin removed her shoes and socks.
“Oh, Jenni...” The clown looked up at the demon. Though it's form hadn't changed again, Jenni knew the voice emitting from the creature to be her mother's. “It's time for bed, Sweetie.” The monster smiled cruelly.
“No!” Jenni yelled. Renimelthin started dragging her claws up and down Jenni's bare feet. Two nails glided along each sole, up and down, up and down.
“HaahHAHhAHAHhHAhAHhAHHAHhAHHAHhAHhAhHAhAhAHhAHahHAHA!” Jenni couldn't hold it in for even a second. She slumped down into the couch as Claire and Kim held her by her locked arms.
“Just laugh, Jenni.” Claire suggested. “She knows what tickles you. Just give in.”
“It's true.” Renismelthin concurred. “I know ALL of your most ticklish places.” The demon had it's own voice back. “I was the monster in your closet, watching you get tickled night after night. I know which spots get the best laughs out of you. Like this one...” The demon focused on the centers of Jenni's soles, a hot spot on the clown.
“HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHA!” Jenni's laughter was loud and frantic. And Renismelthin had hardly begun to tickle. The demon's tactics were calculated and vicious. A light scratch from one of her talons went a long way...
“Hey, Jenni, remember this one?” Renismelthin scooted forward and to the side of Jenni's bound feet so she could reach the clown's body more easily. She placed her claws at the tops of Jenni's feet and began to tickle up the giggly jester's leg. “Creeping, creeping, little flea... up my leg and past my knee...” She goosed Jenni's knee before moving further up. “...To my tummy, on he goes...” The demon scribbled her claws on Jenni's belly briefly, making her squeal. “...past my chin and to my nose...” The hand scooted up and softly bopped Jenni's nose. “Now he's down my chin, to my tummy once again...” Claire and Kim were both chuckling as they watched Renismelthin play the children's game. “...Down my leg and past my knee, to my toe, that little flea!” Renismelthin started rapidly piggying Jenni's toes, bringing the poor girl back to hysterics.
“HehehEHhehEHHEhEHHEhHEhHEehHehHEhEHHEhEHhEhEHHEhEHhEhE!”
“I had never heard that one before.” Claire said.
“Oh, there's a bunch of them, Dear.” Renismelthin explained. “Like this one...” She brought her right hand back to Jenni's tummy and drew a claw in a circular motion, similar to the one Jenni had used on Kim's arms before. “Round and round the garden goes the teddy bear... One step...” She poked Jenni's lower ribs. “Two step...” another poke a bit higher. “Ticklish under there!” Renismelthin wiggled the finger under Jenni's arm.
“Hehehhehehehehehhhehehehehhehehehehhe no more!”
“No more?” The demon asked. “But this is so much fun!”
“Her whole body jolted when you goosed her knee.” Kim pointed out.
“It sure did.” The demon started another rhyme as her fingers found both of Jenni's knees again and gently tickled around the kneecaps. “What do I see? Jenni's knee? Tickly, tickly, tic tac tee. One for a penny, two for a pound... tickly, tickly round and round!”
Jenni's laughter had become silent at this point as she trembled in Claire and Kim's arms. She tried instinctively to kick her legs during Renismelthin's song but to no avail. A single tear had rolled down each of her cheeks.
“Oh my, Jenni seems to like my tickle rhymes.” Renismelthin observed. “Many people feel more ticklish when there is some form of verbal teasing, but damn, She can't handle it for a second.”
It was true. Jenni herself was a master of teasing and tickle talk. But as much as she liked to dish it out, she could never take it herself. A few playful, well chosen words could have her giggling before anybody even touched her. Renismelthin knew by now that Jenni would never last. She got a wicked idea. She threw one of her legs over Jenni's so that she was standing with the clown's legs between her own.
“Girl's, lift Jenni's arms up over her head. I think it's time that we gave those massive boobs some attention.” The curvy beast instructed.
“Oh no...” Jenni whimpered. Renismelthin simply smiled and, with a razor sharp nail, slit Jenni's top open from collar to waistline. She then parted the fabric, allowing Jenni's pendulous breasts to be revealed.
“Sweet Jesus.” Claire uttered as she and Kim gawked at the magnificent chest.
“Prepare yourself, Jenni.” Renismelthin warned. “This will either make you climax in your costume or leave you clinically insane.”
“Please don't do this.” Jenni begged the monster.
“I'm sorry, Honey.” Reniselthin didn't look sorry. She looked like a kid about to open her Christmas presents. “There isn't much time left. I need to take drastic measures. With that, the demon brought it's claws to Jenni's breasts. Jenni was already snickering. Renismelthin smiled.
“Hang in there, Jenni...”Renismelthin's devilish fingers crept up the sides of the breasts, causing Jenni to giggle and shake her head. “Be strong, like a good girl...” The fingers made their way back down again. The touch created goosebumps on the breasts and the nipples became as hard as diamonds. Claire felt a chill as she watched, her also having ticklish breasts. She imagined Renismelthin tickling her in such a way and a smile formed on her face. She looked at Kim who returned the look, a promise to tickle and pleasure Claire later.
Jenni tried so hard to stop giggling but the goddamn demon wouldn't stop teasing her and singing her songs. Jenni was growing moist between her legs from the breast tickling. She was genuinely worried at this point that she wouldn't be able to hold out. The Tickle Monster seemed to know every verbal tease in the book.
“Have you met the Feather Ghost?” Renismelthin asked her. The demon lowered its hands and moved them underneath the breasts, away from Jenni's eyesight. “You can't see her, but she's coming. She's gonna tickle...” Renismelthin bicycled her claws on the undersides of the breasts.
“HehEHEhEHHEhhehEhEHEHeHHEhEhEhEHEHHEHEhHehEhHEHEhEHEEE!”
“Good one, Reni. But Claire and I are the REAL Feather Ghosts.” Kim joked as she and Claire began lightly teasing Jenni's underarms through the satin fabric of her costume with their nails
“HAHAHHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA!”
Renismelthin laughed and began spidering at random all over the jiggling danger zones. Jenni was horny as Hell. Both the demon and the girls could smell it on her. Renismelthin stopped tickling and motioned for Claire and Kim to cease as well.
“It's time.” Renismelthin said with a serious look in her eyes. She gestured and handed Claire and Kim each a small make-up brush that she had conjured.
“Girl's... the nipples...”
Lily slammed the door to the HALL OF WAX behind her with a relieved sigh. Her rest was short lived, however, when she heard Jenni's screaming laughter coming from the living room.
“Give it up, Jenni... give it up...” Renismelthin repeated quietly as she squeezed at the clowns hips. Claire and Kim were happily dusting away at the turgid nipples on Jenni's chest. It wouldn't be long now. There was only a minute left to go. Jenni felt the warm sensation growing inside of her and began to resign to her fate just as Lily rushed in the room and shoved Renismelthin to the floor. This startled Claire and Kim and Lily cast a quick spell to return Jenni's costume to normal and make the stocks on the table disappear. She pulled her friend up from the couch and guarded her like a dog would it's master.
“You've failed, Renismelthin.” Lily said with a victorious flourish. “Only 20 seconds left. Give us our friends back.”
The demon snarled angrily. But without Jenni, she really didn't want any of the others.
“Very well.” She turned to Claire and Kim. “You both kept your end of the bargain and I will keep mine. And you...” Renismelthin turned to Jenni. “I WILL get you eventually. You belong with me.” Renismelthin started to fade away as the clock struck midnight.
“Drat...” She muttered as she disappeared.
Claire and Kim faced each other to see that the demon had indeed kept her end of the deal as far as they were concerned. They were human again.
“Are you okay?” Lily asked Jenni, who was trembling.
“Can I please fucking cum now?” Jenni asked, still excited from the ordeal. Lily chuckled and gave Jenni a quick 10 second tickle on her pussy through her costume. Jenni moaned, grabbed a hold of her friend for support, and came, her knees wobbling and Lily having to hold her up. Claire and Kim just laughed at the sight. Lily sat Jenni down.
“THANK YOU!” Jenni managed to get out. Lily turned to Claire and Kim.
“And you two!” She almost shouted as she raised her hand threateningly, as if to cast a spell. “You were helping her.”
“Leave them alone.” Jenni instructed her friend. “They didn't have a choice. Look at them. They did it for each other. They are in love... and it struck a memory in me talking to them about 30 minutes ago. How they fell in love years ago and died together. This house is a local legend.” Jenni finally managed, with much effort, to stand back up. “Renismelthin promised to bring them back to life so they could be happy together.”
“It's true.” Kim said.
Lily lowered her hand.
“Where's Andrew and the twins?” She asked. At that moment, Andrew came stumbling down the staircase and into the living room. The women all stared. He was still naked.
“What?” He said, breathing hard. He looked down. “Oh...”
“You look like you had fun.” Kim pointed out.
“This has been a crazy fucking Halloween party.” He said as he made his way to the couch and fell over. Not 3 seconds after he did, Lori and Lana, also naked, wandered back into the living room. Lori saw Jenni and feinted. Lana chuckled.
“What's up with her?” Jenni asked.
“Do you do private sessions?” Lana asked, giggling. Jenni caught on and gasped.
“Oh my fucking God. That was you two???”
“Uh huh...” Lana nodded.
“What is she talking about?” Andrew asked.
“I'll tell you later.” Jenni smirked. “But you are right, Andrew... this has been one crazy fucking Halloween Party...”
“Ooo...” She thought out loud eagerly. “More games perhaps.”
Jenni picked up the pace and entered the living room, walking right in on Claire and Kim. They were both on the couch. The zipper on Claire's catsuit costume was all the way down and open, leaving her breasts and midsection bare. She was on her back as Kim straddled her, pinning Claire's wrists with one hand and wiggling the fingers on her other hand in a threatening manner, making Claire giggle.
“My, my, what do we have here?” Jenni asked. The two girls on the couch immediately stopped what they were doing. Claire hurriedly zipped up her costume.
“Um.. We were just... entertaining ourselves.” Kim replied.
“So I see.” Jenni smiled as she walked by them towards the bar. “Can I get another glass of your peach whiskey?”
“Of course.” Claire answered as she paced quickly over to her area behind the bar. She grabbed a bottle and poured while Jenni gave her a playful look and never peered away.
“Whahahat?” Claire laughed.
“You know what.” Jenni answered. “You two were having a little tickle party in here.” A flustered look briefly overtook Claire's face before it returned to normal. Kim moved over and sat next to Jenni.
“Yeah, it's our favorite pastime.” Kim said.
“Mine too.” Jenni told her. Kim looked to Claire.
“Can I get a shot of Crown, Babe?” Kim requested.
“Mhmm.” Claire grabbed two shot glasses and another bottle. “I could use one, too.”
“How long have you two been on the tickle train, as it were?” Jenni asked as she let the sweet liquor slide down her throat.
“We are massive tickle fetishists.” Claire informed her. There was no point in keeping such secrets from Jenni at this stage. “It's actually how we met.”
“Yep. I saw Claire walking one day, leaving a restaurant. I had seen her a few times and thought she was just the most gorgeous young woman I had ever seen. I walked up to her from behind and tweaked her sides. She turned to me and gave me a look like I had opened Pandora's box.” Kim told the story.
“See, we both are turned on by tickling whether we are the lees or the lers.” Claire educated the clown. “How about you?”
“Same here. I prefer to be the ler but I love it either way.”
“When did you first discover your kink?” Claire took her shot as Kim did. She then began pouring a second round.
“Well, of course, I discovered tickling as a kid, ya know, like most people do. My mom used to tickle me all of the time. She would tickle me every night before bedtime.”
“Parents are the worst.” Kim cut in. “They always know how to be the best ticklers because they get to discover all of your spots when you are too little to fight back.”
“Exactly!” Jenni agreed. “She used to tickle me for fun, as punishment, whatever reason she could think of. My stomach, my sides, my underarms... and God help me if I let her get near my feet or chest!”
“Your chest?” Claire asked.
“Oh yeah. Even before I got these puppies, my chest was terribly ticklish.” Jenni took another drink. “I mean, I can stand having them fondled and such, but if I know that someone is going to tickle them, it's like they quadruple in sensitivity. It's like it's all in my head but I can't do much about it.”
“Claire's like that, too.” Kim said. “It's like, they're only ticklish if I am tickling them on purpose.”
“Which you do.” Claire smirked.
“Every chance I get.” Kim responded.
“You too are so cute.” Jenni smiled benevolently.
“Well, Claire's ticklish just about everywhere. I am for the most part except for my armpits.” Kim said.
“Whaaaaaat?” Jenni asked in disbelief. “I call bullshit on that one. Everyone is ticklish under their arms.”
“Not me.” Kim insisted.
“Okay. Raise em up.” Jenni turned in her chair to face Kim. Kim lifted her arms up above her head. Jenni glanced at Claire.
“You don't mind, do you?”
“Oh, please, go ahead.” Claire assured her. “Maybe you'll have better luck than me.”
“It ain't luck, honey.” Jenni looked over the hairless hollows. “It's figuring out the lee. It's getting inside their head. The thing is that Kim here might honestly think that she's not ticklish under her arms. Maybe she's never had the right touch used on her. Or maybe she hasn't been tickled there long enough to get a real response. I've noticed that with some spots, armpits included, can't just be attacked outright with some people. Watch.” Jenni raised her gloved fingertips to Kim's elbows. She started to circle the elbows with her fingers.
It didn't really tickle, Kim thought. In fact, it felt kind of nice. Jenni locked eyes with the blonde and dragged the fingertips down just 2 inches towards the armpits, and repeated the circling motion. Kim began to feel a kind of intensity. What if Jenni really did know a way to tickle her underarms that she had never experienced before? What if the clown had some devious trick up her sleeve.
“Wait for it...” Jenni whispered to Kim. Claire watched with enthusiasm. Jenni lowered the fingers another 2 inches and continued the circling. Something happened. The muscles in Kim's upper arms tightened for a second. It was as if the flesh was afraid of Jenni. The reaction didn't go unnoticed. Kim saw the left corner of Jenni's lips curl slightly. It was a coy, knowing smirk. The fingers lowered again. Now they were just an inch from Kim's hollows
“Wait for it...” Jenni whispered again. Kim became increasingly aware of the softness of Jenni's touch and how the skin on her arms was responding. Despite herself, she shifted in her seat uneasily. Jenni lowered her fingers... into the armpits... and circled.
“Hehehehheehe!” Kim squealed and quickly brought her arms down to protect them.
“Wow!” Claire beamed.
“It's important to build the suspense.” Jenni told Claire. “Like I said before, you can't always just dig in. A lee has to feel like you are in charge before you can do much damage to them.”
“That was amazing!” Kim proclaimed. “I think we could learn a lot from you.”
“Well, consider that a free lesson.” Jenni raised her glass. Claire and Kim did the same and the three toasted each other.
“This certainly looks friendly.” The three women turned to see Reni walking into the room. The demon was once again in her blonde human form.
“I like to think of myself as a friendly girl.” Jenni finished her drink. “Kudos to all three of you. This has been a really fun time so far.”
“I'm glad you feel that way.” Reni said. “I'm gonna be honest with you. You're more or less the guest of honor.”
“Me?” Jenni asked “Why am I so special?”
“So I wanted to save you for last.” Reni ignored the question. “And we are running out of time.”
“You've definitely got my curiosity, Reni. I'll give you that.”
“Oh, you'll give me more than that.” Reni told the clown. “We haven't been properly introduced yet. The blonde waved her hand and suddenly Jenni was transported on the couch. Her arms were folded in front of her and the cuffs of her sleeves were sewn together, trapping her arms in place almost like a makeshift straightjacket. Her legs were up on the coffee table in front of her, her ankles locked in place by a small pair of stocks that were now built into the table itself
“What the fuck is this?” The clown shouted. She tried to get up only for Kim and Claire to lock arms with her on either side of her. She couldn't go anywhere.
“This is 20 minutes to midnight, Dear.” The blonde sat Indian style on the coffee table in front of Jenni's feet.. Before Jenni's eyes, the blonde transformed back into Renismelthin. “Which means I only have 20 more minutes to get what I came for.” Jenni screamed.
“What are you???!!!”
“I'm Renismelthin.” The busty, pink creature introduced herself in her chipper voice. “I am the Tickle Monster. Not just a fairy tale that children are told to keep them in line. Oh no. I am very, very real.” Jenni struggled to break free.
“No use, Jenni.” Claire claimed. “I'm sorry, but we promised to help her.”
“Tickling has been such a focal point in your life, Jenni.” Renismelthin said. “It's even better than sex to you. You are of a very rare breed. Maybe once every century do I come across such an enthusiastic and talented tickler. And I want your soul. I want you to serve me. But to do that, you have to cum. And you have to do it before midnight.”
“Why? What happens at midnight?” Jenni inquired, panting as she finally settled down.
“Midnight brings the new day. It won't be Halloween any longer. I am only free until then. Afterward, I must return to my realm. But I want to return with you.”
“I don't want to go with you.” Jenni told the demon.
“You are saying no to a world of complete freedom?” Renismelthin asked. “You are saying no to a world full of ticklish victims just waiting for your touch? If you belong to me, you will want for nothing. I already have your friend, Andrew. And Lily will be mine shortly. You will not only be in this wonderful realm... you will be there with your friends.”
“I don't want to be your slave.” Jenni said firmly.
“That's a real shame.” Renismelthin shook her head. “But, no matter. You and I both know how much tickling gets your motor running. This won't take long.”
“You'll like this, Jenni.” Kim said. “Renismelthin has a really tickly touch. It's far lighter and more deliberate than any human hand.”
“It's true.” Claire agreed. “She touched our cheeks earlier tonight and it was supernaturally soft.” Jenni started to panic as Renismelthin removed her shoes and socks.
“Oh, Jenni...” The clown looked up at the demon. Though it's form hadn't changed again, Jenni knew the voice emitting from the creature to be her mother's. “It's time for bed, Sweetie.” The monster smiled cruelly.
“No!” Jenni yelled. Renimelthin started dragging her claws up and down Jenni's bare feet. Two nails glided along each sole, up and down, up and down.
“HaahHAHhAHAHhHAhAHhAHHAHhAHHAHhAHhAhHAhAhAHhAHahHAHA!” Jenni couldn't hold it in for even a second. She slumped down into the couch as Claire and Kim held her by her locked arms.
“Just laugh, Jenni.” Claire suggested. “She knows what tickles you. Just give in.”
“It's true.” Renismelthin concurred. “I know ALL of your most ticklish places.” The demon had it's own voice back. “I was the monster in your closet, watching you get tickled night after night. I know which spots get the best laughs out of you. Like this one...” The demon focused on the centers of Jenni's soles, a hot spot on the clown.
“HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHA!” Jenni's laughter was loud and frantic. And Renismelthin had hardly begun to tickle. The demon's tactics were calculated and vicious. A light scratch from one of her talons went a long way...
“Hey, Jenni, remember this one?” Renismelthin scooted forward and to the side of Jenni's bound feet so she could reach the clown's body more easily. She placed her claws at the tops of Jenni's feet and began to tickle up the giggly jester's leg. “Creeping, creeping, little flea... up my leg and past my knee...” She goosed Jenni's knee before moving further up. “...To my tummy, on he goes...” The demon scribbled her claws on Jenni's belly briefly, making her squeal. “...past my chin and to my nose...” The hand scooted up and softly bopped Jenni's nose. “Now he's down my chin, to my tummy once again...” Claire and Kim were both chuckling as they watched Renismelthin play the children's game. “...Down my leg and past my knee, to my toe, that little flea!” Renismelthin started rapidly piggying Jenni's toes, bringing the poor girl back to hysterics.
“HehehEHhehEHHEhEHHEhHEhHEehHehHEhEHHEhEHhEhEHHEhEHhEhE!”
“I had never heard that one before.” Claire said.
“Oh, there's a bunch of them, Dear.” Renismelthin explained. “Like this one...” She brought her right hand back to Jenni's tummy and drew a claw in a circular motion, similar to the one Jenni had used on Kim's arms before. “Round and round the garden goes the teddy bear... One step...” She poked Jenni's lower ribs. “Two step...” another poke a bit higher. “Ticklish under there!” Renismelthin wiggled the finger under Jenni's arm.
“Hehehhehehehehehhhehehehehhehehehehhe no more!”
“No more?” The demon asked. “But this is so much fun!”
“Her whole body jolted when you goosed her knee.” Kim pointed out.
“It sure did.” The demon started another rhyme as her fingers found both of Jenni's knees again and gently tickled around the kneecaps. “What do I see? Jenni's knee? Tickly, tickly, tic tac tee. One for a penny, two for a pound... tickly, tickly round and round!”
Jenni's laughter had become silent at this point as she trembled in Claire and Kim's arms. She tried instinctively to kick her legs during Renismelthin's song but to no avail. A single tear had rolled down each of her cheeks.
“Oh my, Jenni seems to like my tickle rhymes.” Renismelthin observed. “Many people feel more ticklish when there is some form of verbal teasing, but damn, She can't handle it for a second.”
It was true. Jenni herself was a master of teasing and tickle talk. But as much as she liked to dish it out, she could never take it herself. A few playful, well chosen words could have her giggling before anybody even touched her. Renismelthin knew by now that Jenni would never last. She got a wicked idea. She threw one of her legs over Jenni's so that she was standing with the clown's legs between her own.
“Girl's, lift Jenni's arms up over her head. I think it's time that we gave those massive boobs some attention.” The curvy beast instructed.
“Oh no...” Jenni whimpered. Renismelthin simply smiled and, with a razor sharp nail, slit Jenni's top open from collar to waistline. She then parted the fabric, allowing Jenni's pendulous breasts to be revealed.
“Sweet Jesus.” Claire uttered as she and Kim gawked at the magnificent chest.
“Prepare yourself, Jenni.” Renismelthin warned. “This will either make you climax in your costume or leave you clinically insane.”
“Please don't do this.” Jenni begged the monster.
“I'm sorry, Honey.” Reniselthin didn't look sorry. She looked like a kid about to open her Christmas presents. “There isn't much time left. I need to take drastic measures. With that, the demon brought it's claws to Jenni's breasts. Jenni was already snickering. Renismelthin smiled.
“Hang in there, Jenni...”Renismelthin's devilish fingers crept up the sides of the breasts, causing Jenni to giggle and shake her head. “Be strong, like a good girl...” The fingers made their way back down again. The touch created goosebumps on the breasts and the nipples became as hard as diamonds. Claire felt a chill as she watched, her also having ticklish breasts. She imagined Renismelthin tickling her in such a way and a smile formed on her face. She looked at Kim who returned the look, a promise to tickle and pleasure Claire later.
Jenni tried so hard to stop giggling but the goddamn demon wouldn't stop teasing her and singing her songs. Jenni was growing moist between her legs from the breast tickling. She was genuinely worried at this point that she wouldn't be able to hold out. The Tickle Monster seemed to know every verbal tease in the book.
“Have you met the Feather Ghost?” Renismelthin asked her. The demon lowered its hands and moved them underneath the breasts, away from Jenni's eyesight. “You can't see her, but she's coming. She's gonna tickle...” Renismelthin bicycled her claws on the undersides of the breasts.
“HehEHEhEHHEhhehEhEHEHeHHEhEhEhEHEHHEHEhHehEhHEHEhEHEEE!”
“Good one, Reni. But Claire and I are the REAL Feather Ghosts.” Kim joked as she and Claire began lightly teasing Jenni's underarms through the satin fabric of her costume with their nails
“HAHAHHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA!”
Renismelthin laughed and began spidering at random all over the jiggling danger zones. Jenni was horny as Hell. Both the demon and the girls could smell it on her. Renismelthin stopped tickling and motioned for Claire and Kim to cease as well.
“It's time.” Renismelthin said with a serious look in her eyes. She gestured and handed Claire and Kim each a small make-up brush that she had conjured.
“Girl's... the nipples...”
Lily slammed the door to the HALL OF WAX behind her with a relieved sigh. Her rest was short lived, however, when she heard Jenni's screaming laughter coming from the living room.
“Give it up, Jenni... give it up...” Renismelthin repeated quietly as she squeezed at the clowns hips. Claire and Kim were happily dusting away at the turgid nipples on Jenni's chest. It wouldn't be long now. There was only a minute left to go. Jenni felt the warm sensation growing inside of her and began to resign to her fate just as Lily rushed in the room and shoved Renismelthin to the floor. This startled Claire and Kim and Lily cast a quick spell to return Jenni's costume to normal and make the stocks on the table disappear. She pulled her friend up from the couch and guarded her like a dog would it's master.
“You've failed, Renismelthin.” Lily said with a victorious flourish. “Only 20 seconds left. Give us our friends back.”
The demon snarled angrily. But without Jenni, she really didn't want any of the others.
“Very well.” She turned to Claire and Kim. “You both kept your end of the bargain and I will keep mine. And you...” Renismelthin turned to Jenni. “I WILL get you eventually. You belong with me.” Renismelthin started to fade away as the clock struck midnight.
“Drat...” She muttered as she disappeared.
Claire and Kim faced each other to see that the demon had indeed kept her end of the deal as far as they were concerned. They were human again.
“Are you okay?” Lily asked Jenni, who was trembling.
“Can I please fucking cum now?” Jenni asked, still excited from the ordeal. Lily chuckled and gave Jenni a quick 10 second tickle on her pussy through her costume. Jenni moaned, grabbed a hold of her friend for support, and came, her knees wobbling and Lily having to hold her up. Claire and Kim just laughed at the sight. Lily sat Jenni down.
“THANK YOU!” Jenni managed to get out. Lily turned to Claire and Kim.
“And you two!” She almost shouted as she raised her hand threateningly, as if to cast a spell. “You were helping her.”
“Leave them alone.” Jenni instructed her friend. “They didn't have a choice. Look at them. They did it for each other. They are in love... and it struck a memory in me talking to them about 30 minutes ago. How they fell in love years ago and died together. This house is a local legend.” Jenni finally managed, with much effort, to stand back up. “Renismelthin promised to bring them back to life so they could be happy together.”
“It's true.” Kim said.
Lily lowered her hand.
“Where's Andrew and the twins?” She asked. At that moment, Andrew came stumbling down the staircase and into the living room. The women all stared. He was still naked.
“What?” He said, breathing hard. He looked down. “Oh...”
“You look like you had fun.” Kim pointed out.
“This has been a crazy fucking Halloween party.” He said as he made his way to the couch and fell over. Not 3 seconds after he did, Lori and Lana, also naked, wandered back into the living room. Lori saw Jenni and feinted. Lana chuckled.
“What's up with her?” Jenni asked.
“Do you do private sessions?” Lana asked, giggling. Jenni caught on and gasped.
“Oh my fucking God. That was you two???”
“Uh huh...” Lana nodded.
“What is she talking about?” Andrew asked.
“I'll tell you later.” Jenni smirked. “But you are right, Andrew... this has been one crazy fucking Halloween Party...”
