The girls trip had been going better then expected Cassie thought to herself. Cassie and 6 of her girlfriends from college had rented a cottage together. The girls now 34 had started to lose contact with each other as new jobs, families and just life in general started pulling them in all different directions, so when renting a house was brought up in the group text they jumped at the chance. Cassie took charge of finding the location and was shocked that this was still available for a summer trip. The cottage was secluded, surrounded by grass and flowers on all sides, each bedroom had a beautiful and private balcony. Today the girls had decided that it was going to be a garden brunch day. Cassie had finished getting ready, her straight blonde hair streamed down her back between her shoulders. She had chosen a long yellow sun dress, it was slightly low cut with spaghetti straps perfect for the beautiful summer weather outside. Finishing off the outfit was a pair of platform sandals that added an extra inch or two to her tiny five-foot frame.
She was ready early and decided to sit out on her balcony for a little while, standing over the balcony railing staring out into the empty fields of trees and flowers she thought she heard something strange. She shook it off thinking it must just be the wind or something. She was happy to let the sunshine down on her, the breeze was a perfect complement to the summer weather when she heard it again, this time more clearly. It sounded like a woman screaming, just as suddenly as it had started it stopped again. She didn’t know what to do, her mind was racing when it started again and as clear as day, she could hear the phantom voice scream “please someone help me!”
Cassie didn’t hesitate, she sprinted through the house and down the stairs worried one of her friends could be in trouble. In seconds she was out the door and running toward the voice. With one hand she held the bottom of the dress so as not to trip over it. With every step she could hear the screams louder and louder. She couldn’t see the house anymore, there was a clearing of trees and bushes, the voice was so loud now she knew it had to be just on the other side. Without a second though she pushed her way through branches and leaves and into the clearing.
Cassie couldn’t believe her eyes, the clearing was empty. Just more grass and flowers and just as suddenly as it started the voice had stopped. She was out of breath, she had no idea how far she had run. She had her hands on her hips she wanted to regain some of her strength before heading back. She looked around it really was a beautiful area, when a strange flower caught her attention. She walked over to it, the flower had white petals but that’s not what caught her eye. In the middle of the flower were tiny tendrils that were moving, they looked like tiny worms with a circle head. She had never seen anything like it before, she brought her index finger up and started to touch the flower. Before she could register it the flower moved on its own the petals closing in around her finger. She could feel the little worm like appendages moving around her finger, the feeling was so strange it was like a shock that didn’t hurt. She tried to pull her finger out, she had to use almost all of her strength. When she finally got it free, she realized ten more flowers just like it had popped up around her. She was starting to get a little frightened, she tried to convince herself that it was just flowers and the screams she heard were again just the wind. Her mind was racing so hard she didn’t realize something else was amiss.
Slithering through the grass silently were two long and thick vines. Cassie didn’t see them, didn’t even know they were there until she felt them wrap around her ankles yanking her off her feet and onto the ground. The fall stunned her, her mind was reeling as two more vines slithered over grabbing each of her wrists and in unison they pulled in opposite directions holding her limbs and pulling her body tightly in the shape of an X. She finally got her thoughts together enough to scream “please somebody HELP ME!”
Cassie tried with all her strength to pull free but it was no use she couldn’t move any of her limbs. She didn’t know how far from the cottage she was or if anyone could help her, but this didn’t stop her from screaming like her life depended on it. Her limbs were getting tired from pulling, soon she noticed one of the flowers had moved using its roots like legs and was next to her head.
Cassie stopped screaming and turned her head so she was staring directly into the middle of the flower watching the wiggling worms in the middle of the flower as they started to extend on their own, now longer then the flower itself they made contact with the bare skin around her neck. “EEKKK” she screamed, as the round head made contact. It was the same feeling that was on her finger, but on a more sensitive area like her neck she realized what it was, it tickled! There were five tendrils in each flower and they alternated speed and contact, moving wildly and unpredictably along her neck. Each time it made contact the nerves on her skin exploded like it was the first time, she was openly laughing now she couldn’t shake the flower off her nor could stop the laughter from flowing.
She was focused on the flower by her neck she didn’t realize how much worse it was about to get. Two more had silently moved next to her body, and positioned themselves next to her defenseless armpits. When they made contact, she was shocked as she wasn’t expecting it, but her armpits were one of her worst spots and the feeling was explosive. Her hallows were completely bare and defenseless as the round heads moved around the smooth skin. Cassie started banging her head on the ground to try to distract from the feeling. In seconds a vine came from the ground and slithered across her forehead keeping her head still and pointed up to the sky. This not only restricted her movement even further but it also made it so she couldn’t pick her head up and see what was going on around her body. The feelings around her neck paled in comparison to what was going on in her underarms. The flowers were unencumbered in their work, Cassie was screaming with laughter, her face bright red.
She was losing hope and slipping into delirium her voice was becoming horse she was losing hope, when at some unseen signal it all stopped. Her chest was heaving, tears were still streaming down her face. She dare not say anything trying to recover the air in her lungs. She was waiting for it to start again, she was waiting, waiting, waiting. The tickling didn’t start. She started to regain hope that is was over, she still couldn't move. She then felt it. The cotton fabric of her dress started moving up her shins, then over her hips exposing her lacy tan thong. Two vines had with synchronous motions grabbed the bottom hem of her dress and each side and began pulling it up. Soon it was over her belly and then her tan bra was exposed. A few seconds later it was pulled clean over her head, leaving her bound on the ground in her platform sandals, bra and panties. The dress had offered very little in the way of protection, but she still felt even more vulnerable, she strained to raise her head to see if she could see what was going on. She could not, and if she had been able to she would have realized things were about to get much, much worse.
Four more flowers had made their way over to her, two made their way to either side of her, and two made their way up between her spread legs. Without warning her sides were being assaulted, up and down from her ribs to her hips, while the third began to attack her stomach and belly button. None were her worst spot, but together it all tickled, and when the round worms made their way into her deep bellybutton she lost it. Her red lip sticked lips were wide open as laughter poured out. She bucked her hips and butt up and down but the tendrils just kept pace. That was until another vine spring from the ground and wrapped itself around her waist holding it down. Her body was now completely restricted, it seemed to increase her ticklishness tenfold. All she could do was suck her stomach in to avoid the round headed ticklers but did nothing! Her chest was heaving, all she could do was scream through her laughter “Stahhhp stahhpp, pleeeasseee hahahaha.”
She had already lost time, having no idea how long this had been going on she could only focus on trying to make it stop. Deep down she knew she couldn’t and again that made it even worse. She thought she was going to go insane, when the tickling of her midsection slowed. It didn’t stop but it slowed enough that she started to regain some of her senses. Little did she know this was deliberate, the second flower between her legs and the one by her neck were about to spring into action. First the one at her neck started to reach its tendrils down lower across her chest and eventually under each of the cups of her bra. She didn’t even know she was ticklish there, but the little round heads moved without impunity around her B cup breasts. The skin on the undersides of her boobs was especially sensitive. She gasped as two of the worms began to work on each of her nipples and the flower between her legs started to work over the delicate material of her underwear. It was as if they were toned down, she should have been going wild with those things on two of her most intimate and sensitive spots, but the feelings were just strong enough to elicit a heat that started to spread through out her body. After a few minutes her tickling kicked back into high gear, the feelings at her nipples and vagina never stopping.
Her sides and stomach were a bright shade of pink when the tickling there stopped, the laughter stopped but her deep breathing continued as her erogenous zones were still being stimulated. The switch from devastating tickling to soft titillation was something her mind was barely able to comprehend but it didn’t matter. She could feel it starting to build more and more. Her eyes were screwed closed she had long ago given up, she was ready to give in and give up her body. Closer, closer and then her eyes shot open. She felt two vines wrap around the heel of her sandals and begin to slip them off leaving her size 6.5 feet bare. She started to flail them back and forth wildly while screaming. She had lost all momentum in her nether regions even though they were still being toyed with. Her feet were her very worst spot and they were more ticklish then she could handle. She wouldn’t stop moving her feet, she wouldn’t let it happen, again there was nothing she could do. The vines that removed her shoes wrapped themselves around each of her big toes and slightly pulled back them holding her tiny feet still and completely exposing her feet.
Her tears did nothing to stop what was about to happen. Two flowers moved up to her bare soles, she couldn’t see but knew what was about to happen. She tensed her body, her fear overcoming anything coming from her nipples and vagina. Even as she tried to prep her body when they made contact with her feet it was unlike anything that she ever imagined. It was like all the other tickling she had felt before combined and multiplied. Both feet were covered by small ticklers. The sides, heel, soles, ball and toes were all being tickled at once. There were no words, there wasn’t even any laughter at the moment. The silent laughter was torture enough but that did nothing to slow the tickling down. Every nerve in her feet were exploding. Her soles were always her worst spot, and they were not ignored. Her eyes were swollen as tears streamed from them, the tickling tendrils moved their round heads up and down her soles. Her feet were shaking as she finally gained enough air that her silent laughter ended and her screaming continued. It all hit a crescendo when the flowers began to tickle in between and the stems of each of her toes. She screamed as loud as her body would allow, she fought with everything to move her big toes and cover her feet. They were held too tightly all she was able to do was splay out her other toes making her situation worse.
Again, like the rest of her body this continued for far longer than she could handle, she was again losing it and felt herself starting to lose consciousness, it was if her ticklers realized it also. Slowly the tendrils started removing themselves from her feet one by one, allowing her body to come back from the edge. As the tickling slowed she became more and more aware of how soaked her panties were, throughout it all the toying of her nipples and vagina never stopped. Soon for the first time in as long as she could remember at this point her feet were no longer being tickled. Two vines moved over her body, one on her chest which easily slid under and ripped her bra completely off. Her breasts were finally free, the round headed tendrils were moving up and down her stiff nipples and around her areolas. The second vine easily snapped off her thong, her clit was aching for attention and was easily found by the worm like tendrils. Her body seized as for the first time they made direct contact with her. They swarmed on all sides of her button. It didn’t take long for the nipple and clit tickling to make its effect known, and in what felt like seconds wave after wave of pleasure washed over her exhausted body. Her mind was broken, her body was a sweaty mess and her skin was crawling with sensitivity from her unworldly tickling and orgasm. She had no fight left in her as the tendrils on her nipples and clit continued their work only to be joined by every flower around her body.
Back at the cottage Katie turned to the rest of the girls “has anyone seen Cassie? I hope she’s ok?” The girls all shook their heads no, so Cassie stood up from the table and headed up to Cassie’s room. When she walked in Cassie was no where to be found, she did see the balcony door wide open. She walked out to see if there was any sign of her. As she was looking around she heard something that panicked her. Out in the distance, it could have almost been the wind was a screaming voice asking “Please someone help me!” Katie ran out of the room, down the stairs and through the door. She didn’t stop for the other girls, she knew that was Cassie’s voice. As she ran further from the house the screams got louder and louder. The voice had to be on the other side of these bushes. She pushed her way through and stopped dead in her tracks, what she saw terrified her. Before she could do anything, two vines grabbed onto each of her ankles.
She was ready early and decided to sit out on her balcony for a little while, standing over the balcony railing staring out into the empty fields of trees and flowers she thought she heard something strange. She shook it off thinking it must just be the wind or something. She was happy to let the sunshine down on her, the breeze was a perfect complement to the summer weather when she heard it again, this time more clearly. It sounded like a woman screaming, just as suddenly as it had started it stopped again. She didn’t know what to do, her mind was racing when it started again and as clear as day, she could hear the phantom voice scream “please someone help me!”
Cassie didn’t hesitate, she sprinted through the house and down the stairs worried one of her friends could be in trouble. In seconds she was out the door and running toward the voice. With one hand she held the bottom of the dress so as not to trip over it. With every step she could hear the screams louder and louder. She couldn’t see the house anymore, there was a clearing of trees and bushes, the voice was so loud now she knew it had to be just on the other side. Without a second though she pushed her way through branches and leaves and into the clearing.
Cassie couldn’t believe her eyes, the clearing was empty. Just more grass and flowers and just as suddenly as it started the voice had stopped. She was out of breath, she had no idea how far she had run. She had her hands on her hips she wanted to regain some of her strength before heading back. She looked around it really was a beautiful area, when a strange flower caught her attention. She walked over to it, the flower had white petals but that’s not what caught her eye. In the middle of the flower were tiny tendrils that were moving, they looked like tiny worms with a circle head. She had never seen anything like it before, she brought her index finger up and started to touch the flower. Before she could register it the flower moved on its own the petals closing in around her finger. She could feel the little worm like appendages moving around her finger, the feeling was so strange it was like a shock that didn’t hurt. She tried to pull her finger out, she had to use almost all of her strength. When she finally got it free, she realized ten more flowers just like it had popped up around her. She was starting to get a little frightened, she tried to convince herself that it was just flowers and the screams she heard were again just the wind. Her mind was racing so hard she didn’t realize something else was amiss.
Slithering through the grass silently were two long and thick vines. Cassie didn’t see them, didn’t even know they were there until she felt them wrap around her ankles yanking her off her feet and onto the ground. The fall stunned her, her mind was reeling as two more vines slithered over grabbing each of her wrists and in unison they pulled in opposite directions holding her limbs and pulling her body tightly in the shape of an X. She finally got her thoughts together enough to scream “please somebody HELP ME!”
Cassie tried with all her strength to pull free but it was no use she couldn’t move any of her limbs. She didn’t know how far from the cottage she was or if anyone could help her, but this didn’t stop her from screaming like her life depended on it. Her limbs were getting tired from pulling, soon she noticed one of the flowers had moved using its roots like legs and was next to her head.
Cassie stopped screaming and turned her head so she was staring directly into the middle of the flower watching the wiggling worms in the middle of the flower as they started to extend on their own, now longer then the flower itself they made contact with the bare skin around her neck. “EEKKK” she screamed, as the round head made contact. It was the same feeling that was on her finger, but on a more sensitive area like her neck she realized what it was, it tickled! There were five tendrils in each flower and they alternated speed and contact, moving wildly and unpredictably along her neck. Each time it made contact the nerves on her skin exploded like it was the first time, she was openly laughing now she couldn’t shake the flower off her nor could stop the laughter from flowing.
She was focused on the flower by her neck she didn’t realize how much worse it was about to get. Two more had silently moved next to her body, and positioned themselves next to her defenseless armpits. When they made contact, she was shocked as she wasn’t expecting it, but her armpits were one of her worst spots and the feeling was explosive. Her hallows were completely bare and defenseless as the round heads moved around the smooth skin. Cassie started banging her head on the ground to try to distract from the feeling. In seconds a vine came from the ground and slithered across her forehead keeping her head still and pointed up to the sky. This not only restricted her movement even further but it also made it so she couldn’t pick her head up and see what was going on around her body. The feelings around her neck paled in comparison to what was going on in her underarms. The flowers were unencumbered in their work, Cassie was screaming with laughter, her face bright red.
She was losing hope and slipping into delirium her voice was becoming horse she was losing hope, when at some unseen signal it all stopped. Her chest was heaving, tears were still streaming down her face. She dare not say anything trying to recover the air in her lungs. She was waiting for it to start again, she was waiting, waiting, waiting. The tickling didn’t start. She started to regain hope that is was over, she still couldn't move. She then felt it. The cotton fabric of her dress started moving up her shins, then over her hips exposing her lacy tan thong. Two vines had with synchronous motions grabbed the bottom hem of her dress and each side and began pulling it up. Soon it was over her belly and then her tan bra was exposed. A few seconds later it was pulled clean over her head, leaving her bound on the ground in her platform sandals, bra and panties. The dress had offered very little in the way of protection, but she still felt even more vulnerable, she strained to raise her head to see if she could see what was going on. She could not, and if she had been able to she would have realized things were about to get much, much worse.
Four more flowers had made their way over to her, two made their way to either side of her, and two made their way up between her spread legs. Without warning her sides were being assaulted, up and down from her ribs to her hips, while the third began to attack her stomach and belly button. None were her worst spot, but together it all tickled, and when the round worms made their way into her deep bellybutton she lost it. Her red lip sticked lips were wide open as laughter poured out. She bucked her hips and butt up and down but the tendrils just kept pace. That was until another vine spring from the ground and wrapped itself around her waist holding it down. Her body was now completely restricted, it seemed to increase her ticklishness tenfold. All she could do was suck her stomach in to avoid the round headed ticklers but did nothing! Her chest was heaving, all she could do was scream through her laughter “Stahhhp stahhpp, pleeeasseee hahahaha.”
She had already lost time, having no idea how long this had been going on she could only focus on trying to make it stop. Deep down she knew she couldn’t and again that made it even worse. She thought she was going to go insane, when the tickling of her midsection slowed. It didn’t stop but it slowed enough that she started to regain some of her senses. Little did she know this was deliberate, the second flower between her legs and the one by her neck were about to spring into action. First the one at her neck started to reach its tendrils down lower across her chest and eventually under each of the cups of her bra. She didn’t even know she was ticklish there, but the little round heads moved without impunity around her B cup breasts. The skin on the undersides of her boobs was especially sensitive. She gasped as two of the worms began to work on each of her nipples and the flower between her legs started to work over the delicate material of her underwear. It was as if they were toned down, she should have been going wild with those things on two of her most intimate and sensitive spots, but the feelings were just strong enough to elicit a heat that started to spread through out her body. After a few minutes her tickling kicked back into high gear, the feelings at her nipples and vagina never stopping.
Her sides and stomach were a bright shade of pink when the tickling there stopped, the laughter stopped but her deep breathing continued as her erogenous zones were still being stimulated. The switch from devastating tickling to soft titillation was something her mind was barely able to comprehend but it didn’t matter. She could feel it starting to build more and more. Her eyes were screwed closed she had long ago given up, she was ready to give in and give up her body. Closer, closer and then her eyes shot open. She felt two vines wrap around the heel of her sandals and begin to slip them off leaving her size 6.5 feet bare. She started to flail them back and forth wildly while screaming. She had lost all momentum in her nether regions even though they were still being toyed with. Her feet were her very worst spot and they were more ticklish then she could handle. She wouldn’t stop moving her feet, she wouldn’t let it happen, again there was nothing she could do. The vines that removed her shoes wrapped themselves around each of her big toes and slightly pulled back them holding her tiny feet still and completely exposing her feet.
Her tears did nothing to stop what was about to happen. Two flowers moved up to her bare soles, she couldn’t see but knew what was about to happen. She tensed her body, her fear overcoming anything coming from her nipples and vagina. Even as she tried to prep her body when they made contact with her feet it was unlike anything that she ever imagined. It was like all the other tickling she had felt before combined and multiplied. Both feet were covered by small ticklers. The sides, heel, soles, ball and toes were all being tickled at once. There were no words, there wasn’t even any laughter at the moment. The silent laughter was torture enough but that did nothing to slow the tickling down. Every nerve in her feet were exploding. Her soles were always her worst spot, and they were not ignored. Her eyes were swollen as tears streamed from them, the tickling tendrils moved their round heads up and down her soles. Her feet were shaking as she finally gained enough air that her silent laughter ended and her screaming continued. It all hit a crescendo when the flowers began to tickle in between and the stems of each of her toes. She screamed as loud as her body would allow, she fought with everything to move her big toes and cover her feet. They were held too tightly all she was able to do was splay out her other toes making her situation worse.
Again, like the rest of her body this continued for far longer than she could handle, she was again losing it and felt herself starting to lose consciousness, it was if her ticklers realized it also. Slowly the tendrils started removing themselves from her feet one by one, allowing her body to come back from the edge. As the tickling slowed she became more and more aware of how soaked her panties were, throughout it all the toying of her nipples and vagina never stopped. Soon for the first time in as long as she could remember at this point her feet were no longer being tickled. Two vines moved over her body, one on her chest which easily slid under and ripped her bra completely off. Her breasts were finally free, the round headed tendrils were moving up and down her stiff nipples and around her areolas. The second vine easily snapped off her thong, her clit was aching for attention and was easily found by the worm like tendrils. Her body seized as for the first time they made direct contact with her. They swarmed on all sides of her button. It didn’t take long for the nipple and clit tickling to make its effect known, and in what felt like seconds wave after wave of pleasure washed over her exhausted body. Her mind was broken, her body was a sweaty mess and her skin was crawling with sensitivity from her unworldly tickling and orgasm. She had no fight left in her as the tendrils on her nipples and clit continued their work only to be joined by every flower around her body.
Back at the cottage Katie turned to the rest of the girls “has anyone seen Cassie? I hope she’s ok?” The girls all shook their heads no, so Cassie stood up from the table and headed up to Cassie’s room. When she walked in Cassie was no where to be found, she did see the balcony door wide open. She walked out to see if there was any sign of her. As she was looking around she heard something that panicked her. Out in the distance, it could have almost been the wind was a screaming voice asking “Please someone help me!” Katie ran out of the room, down the stairs and through the door. She didn’t stop for the other girls, she knew that was Cassie’s voice. As she ran further from the house the screams got louder and louder. The voice had to be on the other side of these bushes. She pushed her way through and stopped dead in her tracks, what she saw terrified her. Before she could do anything, two vines grabbed onto each of her ankles.
