You decide to try to free Victoria and fight the monster.
"We should do something, we have to free her!" I said to Marissa. She nodded in agreement.
We both went toward Victoria, attempting to take the tentacles off of her and help her escape from this tormenting prison of tickles she was in. We felt a rumbling on the ground, but quickly assumed that it was a slight tremor of an earthquake as we tried to pull and tear at the tentacles and vines. The monster gave a loud roar, as though it had been pained. Was it working? Were we hurting the monster?
Just as that last thought gave me hope, it was all taken away when another monster grabbed Marissa, pushing her against the hedge wall. I spun around, hoping that there wasn't a monster behind me, but with my face lit up in shock, I saw at least a dozen tentacles lunge at me with great ferocity. I was pushed back to the hedge wall and immediately entangled, being held in another X position, like Victoria, giving easy access to all my ticklish spots. The tentacles seemed to look me up and down. I looked over to Marissa and her tentacles, which were doing the same thing. As if they were synchronized, the tentacles suddenly ventured under our clothing, humming and hissing as they explored, causing both of us to laugh very loudly. The kept creeping up our skin underneath our clothes, tickling and wriggling and hissing, slowly as if they enjoyed what they were doing. Even our shorts were not safe. Then, we both heard rips as we noticed our clothes were ripped off. 'Oh no, we're going to be just as naked as Victoria' I worried. Our shoes and socks were removed slowly by these tentacle monsters, being tickled as our socks came off. Then, each monster fitted a few tentacles under our bras and panties and swiftly ripped them off. I heard Marissa gasp in horror as we both knew what was coming next, but I simply maintained a blank expression.
The tentacles from my monster crept slowly around me, causing more ticklish reactions every second it took. I don't even know where to begin on the first ticklish sensation, there were so many tentacles. I know that every single part of my sensitive body was entirely covered with tentacles that hummed and hissed, causing me to laugh very loudly and thrash my own head back and forth and side to side. My calves and thighs were tickled without mercy as the buds continuously gyrated without ceasing, my belly and ribs were under constant ticklish attacks from the soft, feathery buds, my armpits, breasts and neck were absolutely covered in these buds, swirling and circling at such a fast and ticklish pace. The worst spot was my feet, that was absolutely the most ticklish spot on my body and it made me laugh so hard that I was crying and beat red in the face. The buds swirled over my arches with their sticky, feather-like petals, they swished in between my toes, making sure that no crevasse was untouched, they danced around my heels and ankles, even the tops of my feet were no match for the talented and torturous buds of these tentacle monsters. Swirling and swishing, dancing and tickling, humming and hissing, these buds were absolutely relentless... and I think I may have enjoyed it a little.
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