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The House on the Hill (multi ?\F)

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I hadn't planned on posting another of my DA Stories until I saw if you guys wanted it or not, but figured as long as I was on...

Like "Beach Trip". I started writing this years ago, can't remember if I ever got through it or not then, but now I have.

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Thunder rumbled in the sky as the rain pelted against the windshield of the black Mustang as it sped down the abandoned road.

Kara glanced over at her friend, Emma, in the passenger seat.

Emma's shoulder-length blonde hair was whipping through the air, as she was sit-dancing to the CD that they had bought at the concert.

Emma had decided to ditch her plain white T-shirt, and now had a cropped top with the bands names on it stretched over her C-cup breasts. It paired nicely with her low-cut jeans and boots.

The dark haired 25 year old had met Emma online. And, of all places, a website that specialized in tickling. The two girls decided to meet up, and soon found they had a lot more in common the just a love of tickling and being tickled. Of course, They had the occasional tickle session, and soon found the other weak spots.

The car stated to slow down, then stopped entirely. Emma opened her eyes, clearly snapped out of her music induced coma-like state. "Huh! What's wrong?" She asked , confused. "Why are we stopping?"

Kara was trying, but, couldn't get any gas. "We're not getting any gas. We're stuck ." She said, hitting the gas petal .

A smirk came across Emma's lips. "Really, Kara?" Emma asked with muck exhaustion. "You're going to pull that old trick?"

Kara turned to face Emma. "Funny." She shot back, dryly. Actually. Kara liked Emma's sense of humor, but, she had just bought this car. " No. I'm serious. Look. " Said Kara as she hit the gas petal again, still yielding no results.

They were stranded in the middle of nowhere. No businesses, or other cars in sight. Then, through the luck of a well-timed
flash of lightning, Emma saw a lone house on a hill.

"Maybe we can take shelter there!" Emma announced, pointing towards the house .

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It was a ways hike from the road to the house, but both girls now stood, dripping wet, under the covered porch. On closer inspection, they could tell that the house was old and rundown, but it should keep them dry.

Emma doubted anyone still lived in the house, so she wasn't surprised when Kara's knock was met with silence. Emma did, however, jump with fright when the door creaked open.

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Once inside, and after seeing no-one around, the two soaked girls quickly stripped down to their bra and panties. Emma's 20 year old body made Kara a little jealous, and, clad in only a pink bra with matching panties, only served to make her cutter. Whereas Kara, now wore, her plain white
spots-bra-like top and, cute, but oversized, panties.

After a quick look around, to the girls delight, the house really did seem abandoned. The only sounds were the rain, with the occasional boom of thunder and the floorboards creaking under the girls, now bare, feet with each step.

Unbeknownst to the girls, they were being watched by thousands of tiny eyes.

Emma felt Kara's fingers lightly tickling at her sides as they made their way up to the stairs. "S-Stop that." Emma giggled, batting Kara's hands away playfully.

A smile spread across Kara's face. "Come on, Em." Kara teased . "You know you love it"

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Later that night, both Emma and Kara woke with a shock. The rain could still be heard falling outside, but the two girls couldn't move, like they were being held in place by, what felt like, invisible hands.

"Emma! What's happening?" Kara asked, the fear in her voice evident .

Kara question was only met was a surprised giggle from Emma. "Emma! What's wrong?" Asked Kara. However before Emma could respond , Kara felt thousands of little fingers dancing across her tummy. Kara immediately burst out in laughter. Kara knew her tummy wasn't her weakest spot, but somehow it felt ten times as ticklish as ever.

Emma was already in tears of laughter. It felt like a million tiny fingers work their way from the tips of her toes to the base of her heels. Her weak spot, now being attacked by an unknown entity.

Kara panicked as she felt the invisible fingers gather around her bellybutton, her weak spot. She howled in laughter as the tiny fingers traced all manner of shapes on the sensitive walls of her bellybutton.

Thankfully, the tickling only lasted a couple hours. The poor girls soon past out.

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When they woke, they, quickly, got dressed in their, still damp, clothes and ran to the car. Kara used her cell to call a tow truck and the two were towed away from that awful house.

On the way home from the garage\gas station, they couldn't help but look back on their ticklish night with fond memories. Which was good, because, unknown to the girls, Emma's pocket contained a very mischievous sto-a-way.

THE END
 
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