Ghost's Ticklish Quest, Prologue IIt was fairly average, unassuming house. 2 stories, modest size, with a small vegetable garden in front. A bit run down, but still in fairly good shape. Nothing out of the ordinary, save for its location. This house just happened to be in the middle of the forest, with no paths leading to it. The cloaked figure hiding in the bushes didn’t dwell on this.The figure, cloaked in black, stood only 5 feet tall. Her long white hair was hidden under her hood, save for the 2 braids which fell down to her chest, each tied off with a black bow. When she looked towards the sky, her equally pale face shone in the moonlight, her red eyes a stark contrast to the pale skin and hair caused by her albinism.“Looks like my luck has changed” she thought with glee. The thief, who went by “Ghost”, although her name was Alice, had been wandering around the forest for the better part of 3 days, after being run out of the last town she had visited by the guard. She had been forc
Ghost's Ticklish Quest, Part IAuthor's note: There is a 3 part prologue taking place before this, which contains several important events that likely won't be mentioned in the story (for reasons relating to one of said events). However, knowledge of them is by no means needed to follow the story.“Why do I always have to do things that hard way?” Ghost thought to herself, as she trudged through the thick underbrush. It had been a week since she had won the tickling contest, and although she still had a decent amount of money, old habits die hard. So instead of paying to hitch a ride with a merchant caravan through the woods, she opted to go on foot, and went straight through the woods rather than the winding path that travellers normally took. The forest didn’t have any major predators in it, but even if it did, she could generally escape from what she couldn’t kill. Of course, she had forgotten to account for the most dangerous predator of all, as well as the old saying of there bein
Quick Story - Mermaid's PrisonerNot 2 days ago, she had been a simple serving girl, working on passenger ships as they made their way between islands. All that changed when a storm tossed her overboard. She had no idea what had become of the ship, whether or not it had reached its destination safely. Nor did it matter. All that mattered was that she was now a prisoner of the mermaids. They kept her in the water up to her neck, her arms bound above her to the underside of a post coming up out of the water on a diagonal, the mast of a long sunken ship. Even if she cold escape from the ropes, the inlet she was in was surrounded on all sides by a sheer rock wall. She had no idea how far she'd need to swim to reach land she could climb onto, and in her currently weakened state, she'd never even make it to the mouth of the inlet without drowning. Not that she was weakened by starvation or sleep deprivation. Her captors provided her with food, fresh water, and their torment of her left her so exhausted sleep was easy even i
Quick Story - The Dragon and the PrincessThe Princess tried to flee from the Dragon, but its long stride easily outmatched her. It used a single clawed hand to lift her up by her arms, turning her so she faced it before pinning her against the wall several feet off the ground. Ignoring her screams, the Dragon then took its other hand and used its sharp claws not to slash, but instead, to tickle. It poked her through her smooth, satin dress, the sleek material doing nothing to protect her sides from the torturous prodding. Her screams of fear were soon replaced with ones of laughter, though she was still begging for the same thing: for it to leave her alone. The Dragon, unsurprisingly, ignored this request. It was having fun listening to her laughter, and watching her try to escape its claws. Still, it was certain it could make her laugh harder than this.It manoeuvred its tail up, and used it instead of its hand to hold her up, leaving both pairs of claws free to tickle her sides, effectively doubling the tickling. It may hav
Quick Story - Necromancy (F/M)It was only now that he truly realized the error of her ways. He was nothing but a blacksmith's apprentice. He should never have come to the graveyard. He may have helped make the sword that now lay on the ground, but he had no clue how to wield it. The rest of the town knew better than to travel to the graveyard on the full moon, when it was rumoured a powerful sorcerer communed with the dead. But he, with typical youthful arrogance, was convinced that he could vanquish them. So he had sneaked out on his own, and after making his way through the forest between his village and the graveyard brazenly strode in, seeking his foe. And that was how he found himself sitting on the cold ground, his ankles gripped by skeletal hands emerging from the ground, while two more held his arms behind him. Unable to flee, he started screaming as the black robed figure glided towards him. But he knew it would do no good. No one from the village would hear him.Looking at the Necromancer, he discovered t
Quick Story - The MirrorThe mirror was supposed to be cursed, but Laura didn’t believe in such things. Though not believing wasn’t enough. She had to prove that it was ridiculous. And that's why, instead of lying in bed, she was looking into the mirror by the light of a full moon at midnight, which was supposedly a bad idea. “There, just a mirror” Laura said aloud, as if to calm herself. She realized her hands were shaking, and her heart was pounding. Evidently she was more scared then she realized. But she knew her fear was completely irrational.“Just a stupid old mirror” she again spoke aloud, unconsciously trying to calm herself by repeating that there was nothing special about the mirror. Maybe she should cover it? No, no, that was stupid. She had to get a grip.“That wasn’t very nice” came a voice. Laura gasped in sudden terror. She wasn’t alone. She looked around her bedroom for the source, but saw no one. The voice sounded familiar, somehow.
Laughing House Contest Entry - Playing to LoseShe couldn't quite remember how she got to be in the middle of the woods during a rainstorm, but now wasn't exactly the time to concern herself with that. If Lucy didn't find shelter, she was going to freeze to death. Wandering through the woods, her luck changed for the better when she spotted a large mansion. Surely the owner would let her find shelter, maybe give her directions? Her elation quickly died out when she realized that the house looked abandoned. And who would live out in the middle of the woods like this? This was like something out of a horror film. But with no other alternative, she bravely tried the door, finding it unlocked.The mansion was dim, but looked to be in fairly good repair, especially considering the exterior. She called out several times, but there was no reply. Normally she wouldn't have dared snoop around a stranger's house, but she felt compelled to try and open each door in the main room, finding them all locked except for the door on the left. Wander
Mass Effect Tickling IIIf she suspected something was up, she didn’t show it. Jane Shepard had been along in her quarters when the door opened, and in walked Ashley, Tali, and Liara. Into her private quarters, just like that. The renegade spectre was angry, but she calmed herself. She never thought anything of the fact that all three of the women had, at some point, been mercilessly tickled by her, kept quite wit vague threats. After chancing upon Liara, she had taken time to target each other soldier, taking joy in breaking them down into a giggling wreck.As soon as she began to demand they explain their presence, they struck. Moving quickly behind her, Ashley grabbed hers arms and held them behind her back, and Tali pressed a three fingered hand over her mouth. She tried to escape, but Ashley held her arms tight, and the hand blocked her shouts of anger.“Well Commander, we’ve been talking, and it seems you’ve been up to some mischief” said Liara “and we feel that it
Soul Eater Tickling II"Yes, Lady Medusa, you wished to see me?" asked the witch Eruka Frog, with a note of fear in her voice. And she had good reason to be scared. In front of her, staring intently into a crystal ball was the witch Medusa Gorgon, who currently had control over Eruka via a number of snakes she implanted in her body. If she desired, she could cause them to erupt forth, killing Eruka. Also allied with her was the immortal werewolf known only as Free, who was currently thawing after accidentally freezing himself while in London. Finishing off her team was her child, Crona, fused with the demon sword Ragnarok as part of Medusa's experiments, who was currently off scouting."Sit down in that chair over there" she said, pointing to a wooden chair with a table like footrest extending out of it. Eruka, not wanting to anger her, quickly did so. Medusa then turned to face her, her face taking on the likeness of a snake. "Let's have some fun, shall we?"As she said that, her two magic tattoos sli
Soul Eater Tickling“Ashura! Your safe, and you’ve returned to me” said Arachne, the spider-witch, as she embraced the demon god. The forces of Shibusen outside her castle, which now had a very large hole in it, courtesy of the Death City, which was now somehow a very mobile chunk of rock with the city perched on top of two robotic legs, with arms to boot. But at least something was going right.“I’m scared” replied Asura. He was human in appearance, with a tall lanky figure and jet black hair. However, he also sported three oval shaped red eyes, and had bandages wrapped loosely around his neck, embracing his head, and coming out from his back in 4 long strips. Arachne, in comparison, had a more petite figure, and aside from her strange dress, nothing was overly odd about her, save her eyes. They were large, blue, and had a spider web pattern on them.“I’m scared… of you” Arachne looked at him questionably for a second, before she suddenly burst
The Mummy Returns Tickling"Huh? Where am I?” Evie woke up with a start. The last thing she remember had been being forced into a car, and then some cloth was shoved across her face, and then… she stopped. She quickly realized how bad her situation was. She was strapped to a table, her wrists tied in the corner, forcing her to make a pitchfork shape, while her bare nylon covered feet were in what appeared to be padded straps.“Comfortable?” Asked a voice. Evie looked up to see a woman wearing a black dress walking towards her. Before she could demand to be released, the woman raised a hand, silencing her.“My name is Meela Nais, I am the resurrected form of Anck-Su-Namun. You have caused problems for my love in the past, so now we have plans for you. But first, I want to humiliate you, to be begged to leave you alone. You see, one thing that being resurrected carried was an intimate knowledge in an Ancient Egyptian form of torture that my previous form was quite skilled in. Transla
Firefly TicklingInara was quietly sitting in her shuttle, going over some papers, when she heard a knock on her door. She figured it must be Kaylee, as the rest of the crew had left for the day, and wouldn’t be back till the next morning.She opened the door, and sure enough, it was Kaylee.‘What can I do for you?”“Well, you see, lately, the captains been putting a lot of pressure on me, and it’s starting to affect my work. I heard that companions have a special anti-stress program, and was wondering if… well…”“Say no more. I know just what you’re talking about” Replied Inara with a smirk “Just remove your shoes, socks and jacket.” Kaylee did just that, revealing her t-shirt and shorts, while Inara was already barefoot, and wearing a tube top and short skirt with tight fitting shorts.“This shuttle is soundproof, but would you lock the door in case the crew comes back early, as Mal has a habit of barging in.”
Battlestar Tickling IIIIt took Athena a few seconds to figure out where she was. She had remembered being in her cell, and getting real tired. Wherever she had woken up, it was really dark. As her head cleared, she realized she was blindfolded. What’s more, she was unable to move, her arms tied behind her back to the wall, with the ropes also going around her torso and shoulder like a harness, leaving her upper body immobile. Her socked feet had someone of rigid cuffs around them, which she realized was a pair of stocks.“Awake, I see” She heard the voice of Admiral Cain coming from across the room “Ready for your interrogation?”“No need to interrogate me, I’ll help you however I can”“Oh this isn’t for information. The purpose of this is the same goal Thorne had. To break you. To make you realize that we control you, that you are a thing, that you have no rights. Of course, my methods are less barbaric, but should be more effective. In my time abo
Battlestar Tickling II“So tell me, what has all this research you two have done accomplished” asked #3 (D’anna), while looking across the steel table aboard the Basestar at #6 (has she ever been given a name?) and #8 (Boomer).“We’ve developed a method of interrogation that most human females are highly susceptible to, that leaves no marks, and even adds psychological torture in the form of humiliation, as well as an effective tool for carrying it out.” Replied #8“You’ve developed nothing more than a childish act, and a worthless device to accompany it, that doesn’t even work”“It doesn’t work on Cylons. It works quite effectively on humans”“The only humans it’s being used on is some broken prisoners with no will anyway, and a single human with resistance left in them. Not very convincing. Besides you have to prove this method is effective, or else your little toy means nothing”“We were hoping you would
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