so I’m working on rewriting an old story I found in my archives, changing the perspective, so I hope you guys like chapter 1.
All characters are depicted as 18+, and any fetishes such as tickling, bondage and whatnot are represented here. Please enjoy.
Chapter 1: Entering a new Domain
Walking home from her new school, Zoe took what she thought to be a shortcut home. She cut through the alleyway and slid through a broken fence that led towards the back part of her neighborhood. Her pink skirt got caught on some of the broken fence, and tried to pull away. It tore off part of it and she sighed, frustrated. She really liked that skirt. But she wiped off the dirt off her white shirt, to little satisfactory results, and continued moving.
As she continued moving, long weeds and blades of grass began to work their way into her flip flops with each step, gently tickling her toes. She squeaked and giggled to herself, as she tried to avoid the distracting sensations against her highly sensitive feet. She moved through the grass and the weeds, but the farther in I go, the taller the grass seems to get. The further she goes in, the darker it seems to get. And as she looked behind her and cannot see the path in which she had taken. She looked around again, surrounded by weeds and grass. She shuddered and started running, uncertain of her new course of action. She looked around and saw trees, branches and shrubbery. My eyes begin to water as I pour out into the open area from the weeds, now lost in these strange woods; frightened and shivering.
“Oh no... H-hello? Is anybody there? I... I think I'm lost…” she asked, looking around at the strange new environment. She continued walking through the newly formed woods, passing by the overgrown shrubbery and weeds. She walks deeper and deeper into the woods, and starts noticing vines that have sprouted from the trees. As she tries to step over them, she feels something wrap around her ankle.
“What the–?!” She shrieked as she felt the vine around her ankle tightening. The vine yanked her leg, causing her to fall to the ground, screaming, as she was flung into the air hanging upside down. She panicked as her skirt got flipped up, using her free hands to push against it as best she could.
“Ahhhhhh! Oh my gosh! Help me! Someone help me, please!!” She shouted as she was gripped and hung upside down by the vines, as she frantically tried to push her skirt back down. Her pink panties with yellow sunflower designs on it are completely exposed despite her best efforts. If someone was here to help her, it would be a double edged sword in this embarrassing situation. She tries to kick at the vine wrapped around her ankle to no avail, as more vines underneath her begin to move. She noticed at the last minute as more vines begin to grab onto her remaining limbs.
“No! Let go!” She whined as more of the vines wrapped around her wrists and stretched them spread eagle, doing the same with her remaining leg. Her skirt flipped back down, with no way to hide her panties now. She blushed as she yanked and pulled at her binds, to little effect. She began to giggle as she felt several tiny legs crawling on her. She looked at her arms and saw little caterpillar looking creatures swiftly and quickly crawling from the vines onto her arms and legs, and quickly moving across her body.
“Hehehey! Nohohoho cut it out! Staahahaahap!” She giggled and squirmed as the bugs crawled over her body. Their little legs and fuzzy antennas gently stroking and poking at her sensitive skin. The bugs make their way across her body, almost analyzing it as they move to specific locations.
“Nohohohooho! Stahaahahaaahap it! Thahahaahahat tihihhihihihihihickles!!” She shrieked again, as the bugs made way towards her underarms. They crawled under her short sleeves to crawl and wiggle against her bare skin. The tiny legs tickled like a pinwheel, and the fuzzy antennas were soft like feathers. She continued to laugh and thrash as she felt more of the bugs moving down her sides as the ones by her ankles moved up her legs.
“Wahahahaahahahahait! Stahaahaahap it! Pleehehehehehehehease stahaahahaahap it! Heheheheheehehehelp!!” Zoe begged as the fuzzy creatures began crawling across her ribs and down to her belly. She flailed and squirmed harder as their little bodies scurried around her sensitive stomach, curling into her belly button as they moved around.
She panicked as she realized her constant flailing and squirming had shaken her pink flip flops loose, and the bugs began making head way down to her feet. “No no no! Plehehehease naahahat that! Nahaahat my feet!!”
The bugs continued to march down her legs as their little legs and fuzzy antenna reached her feet. They began crawling over the tops of her feet, around the slides of her arches, and even wiggled their way between her toes. Zoe almost lost it completely.
“Hahahaha! STAAHAHHAHAP! Pleheeheehease NAAHHAHAHAHAT MY FEEHEHEHEEHHHEET! HEHEHEEHEHEHEHHEHELP MEEHHEHEHEHEEHE! SOMEHEHEHEHEEHHEHEONE! HEHEEHEEHEHHEAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHALP!!!” Despite her best efforts, the vines stayed firm and their grasp stayed strong. And the bugs, despite the noise, continued to dance their ticklish dance across her small pink soles and bubbly toes. All Zoe could do was laugh and scream as the bugs ravaged her ticklish body with their assault.
“PLEEHEHEHEEEHEHEEHEHASE STAHAAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAP IT! IM TOHOOHOHOHOO TIHIHIHIHIHIIHIIHICKLISH FOHOHOHOHHOHOHOR THIHIHIHIS! MEHEEHEHHEHEHEHERCY! HEHEHHEHEHEHHHEHELP! SOHOHOHOOHHOOHOMEHEHEHEONE SAHAHAAHAHAHAHHAAVE MEEHEEHEHEHEHE!!!” Zoe’s cries and screams fell of deaf ears, as minutes of ticklish torment slowly turned into hours. The bugs slowed their assault, making the slow tickles worse for her in the process. The sun looked as though it was beginning to set, despite being upside down and her mind being a giggling mess. Soon enough, the bugs begin to fall off or crawl back over the vines, leaving Zoe to pant and gasp for her breath as she hangs from the vines.
“Heheh…pleheehease…nohoho no mohohore…” she giggled, exhausted. Despite them leaving, her skin still tingled as if the bugs were still crawling along her sensitive skin. Her feet were pink, her face was red, and her body was drenched in sweat. Her small chest huffed and puffed as she desperately tried to catch her breath, but the torture left her drained, and on the verge of collapse. She felt her vision beginning to go blurry, and her eyes got heavy. She had been tickled before, but never to this degree. The vines began to give as she could barely make out something cutting them. With one snap after another, Zoe’s limb body began to fall before being grabbed by another creature. She couldn’t make out what it was as she fell into unconsciousness. All she knew is that she was being moved. Where to? That’s the question…