"Siobhan!" I yelled loudly.
Siobhan almost cried in agony, but before any tears could come, she noticed that one of the plant monsters was headed directly for her. She ran for all that she was worth, as did all the other girls, hoping that the Mistress would not make one of the plants choose them. I look and noticed the same thing; a large plant was headed for me. Before I could even turn and run away however, the plant seized me by the ankles, tickling my feet almost instantly. I giggles as I tried to pull away, but it was no use. Eventually, the plant monster had my wrists as well and was wrapping its tickling tentacles around my breasts, belly and legs, gyrating each bud on every single tentacle all at once causing a most torturous ticklish experience.
Despite the laughter I was now releasing, I could make out that Siobhan had almost been captured and had her clothes ripped off in much the same manner. The plant was bringing her closer to its mouth as if to swallow her whole. It was at that moment that I could feel my monster's mouth enclosing on my feet and legs. I started to panic, amidst heavy laughter. Was I going to be eaten alive? Oozing from the monster's mouth was some sort of oily, green substance. I couldn't really make it out, my body was still being totally ravaged by the tentacles and this ticklish experience. Slowly, I could feel it releasing me into its mouth and slowly I could feel that oily substance cover my entire body until I was completely swallowed.
Inside, after my body was completely covered in that oil, I could here a sort of ticking sound... which came from everywhere inside the belly. Suddenly, a sort of finger swiped at my ribs, causing me to let out a little shriek. A dozen more swiped at my knees and feet, making me jump. I started beating on the walls as I realized what was going to happen. I had put Siobhan and myself into a ticklish prison of sorts. A dozen more 'fingers' started to poke, prod, tickle, swipe and pinch my body everywhere every single second. I couldn't help but jump and throw my limbs inside the plant, I even managed to flip a number of times trying to escape these little mysterious fingers.
After what seemed like an eternity of flipping, flailing and jumping inside the plant, I felt it start to rumble a bit at which point everything else stopped. What was going to happen, I wondered? Something suddenly pushed me up, something oily. The mouth opened and I could see light... wait a minute, was I being regurgitated? Gross!! Still, the oily stuff felt kinda nice and it was warm inside the plant.
Out of the monster's mouth I come and onto a soft bed I land, still covered in that ooze and still completely naked. I look around to see Siobhan's plant come in and regurgitate her onto the same bed and immediately retract into an opening in the wall, which closed right after it had left. She is completely stunned, but I fail to see a look of horror on her face, just... confusion. "Hey, you okay?" I ask her as I nudge her with a hand.
Staring intently to the ground, she gently nods her head and say, "Yeah, I'm... I'm fine"
I look around and notice that we are in some sort of hall. Looking from right to left, I noticed the walls are decorated with some sort of wallpaper, there's furniture scattered here and there; a chair, a table, a couch, another chair, some stocks... Stocks? It was exactly the same kind of stocks they used to put people in as punishment in the medieval days. Why were they in a hall? What sort of 'host' do we have that... Ohh, right, perfect tickling opportunities, got it!
I looked at the floor and noticed two pairs of slippers, a little big for either of our feet, but still looking very comfortable. Looking further, I saw that the concrete floor also had intricate patterns marked into it. Those slippers were starting to appeal more and more to us, especially considering we were still naked and had not seen another article of clothing since before those tickle plants. Siobhan and I both put on our slippers and start wandering the large hall, looking for a way to escape.
We don't even make it two feet beyond the bed that we here the door open and footsteps approach. We turn toward the sound and see.
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