Commission #24
For GammaEradon
Ottoline and Jane were on a bit of an adventure today.
It wasn’t Jane’s idea, of course. The red-haired girl with a history of running off when situations got a little too tough to deal with understandably had a tiny bit of an aversion to traveling too deeply into places at a reckless place.
As she walked alongside Ottoline the Otter though, a part of her wondered what it would be like to act like her. Why? Well, Ottoline was acting the complete opposite way.
Ottoline was practically skipping ahead, laughing and cheerfully goading Jane to hurry up so that they could reach the center of this mysterious forest they were traveling too. She was so peppy and excited. It made her want to buck up a bit too but her face remained a bit neutral. She couldn’t help how she was feeling today, she guessed.
That said, she clearly wasn’t against this seeing as she had decided to come anyway. That had to count for something.
“Come on slowpoke. You’re going to miss all the action.” Ottoline called back to Jane, as she stood way ahead of her friend at this point.
“All the…? All what action?” Jane was confused. Did she know what was going on in there? She said this was an adventure.
“I don’t know,” Ottoline shrugged. “If something does happen you’ll miss it going as slow as that though.” She laughed and practically darted into the forest.
Jane sighed. “Sure…” She shouldn’t have been surprised that Ottoline didn’t know what she was talking about. Again, though, that was a part of the charm. She was also right though. What good was an adventure where you knew what was ahead?
Jane increased the pace and began heading into the forest after her, wondering for a split second if they were maybe taking things a bit too far. It was interesting how often your thoughts could shift from one thing to another with a change of scenery.
“Uh… Ottoline…?” Jane stumbled about, looking for her friend. “Yo, Ottoline. Where’d you go?” She wandered about the place, heading deeper into it subconsciously. Now she was starting to rethink this idea.
Drunk on adventure? Wandering into a deeply rich forest will sober you up right quick.
It wasn’t until Jane stumbled into a tree while spinning about looking for her friend that she growled and punched the tree bark in frustration. “Darnit. Where are you?”
“Over here!” Ottoline’s voice rang out, which made Jane jump in fright. She turned and saw her friend standing right behind her…
“Oh… what…?” Jane was a bit surprised and stumbled a little over her words before she put her hands on her hips and tapped her feet. “Why’d you go so deep into the forest without me? Come on! If we’re going to do this, we can’t be separated.”
Ottoline rubbed the back of her head and chuckled. “Sorry. I went in so fast that I kind of forgot that was going to have to be a priority. My bad.” She cutely stuck her tongue out.
Jane raised a brow and then sighed. “Sure. Whatever.” She turned and went to walk a bit forward as she looked around the area. “What’s the deal with this place anyway? It doesn’t look all that special but it feels weird…”
“Yeah, I know right… It’s hard for me to even walk in this place.” Ottoline said, struggling to move forward for some reason.
“Huh?” Jane turned back to face her. “What do you mean it’s hard for you to walk?” She then looked down at Ottoline’s feet and rolled her eyes. “Hey, genius. You think maybe the reason it’s hard to walk is because you’ve got vines around your legs.”
“What?” Ottoline turned and looked down. She gasped when she saw vines constricted around her feet. That definitely was not there before. “How… How did that happen…?” She bent down to undo them when suddenly, the sound of more vines started to rumble down from the trees above behind her.
Jane looked ahead and gasped, watching as the vines slowly began approaching Ottoline from behind. She was so surprised, in fact, that she almost forgot to warn her.
“Ottoline! Behind you!” Jane yelled and pointed.
Ottoline turned and was a split second too late to respond. The vines from above wrapped around her arms as well as her legs and began to yank her upward!
“What the-?! What is this…?” She gasped, suddenly afraid as the vine tugged at her shoes and skirt now.
Jane looked up in astonishment and watched as Ottoline flailed about and got her skirt lowered to her knees. It looked more like her struggling did that but when Jane saw her shoes and socks successfully get taken off she realized that some sort of entity was doing it.
“… Wait… is this… forest haunted?” Jane gasped. “Don’t worry. I’ll save y-! EEK!” Jane yelped when she saw that she too had vines around both her arms and legs. She hadn’t noticed because she was too distraught by Ottoline! She noticed now though, especially since they were constricting her a bit around her waist. “Oh no you don’t! Not me!”
Jane began to struggle and shifted to try and get out of the vines. It ended up backfiring on her though as she struggled a bit too hard and ripped herself both out of the vines and her skirt. She stumbled about in just her green jacket, white shirt, and pink panties.
“Oh hey! You’ve got cute panties on Jane!” Ottoline teased as she struggled in the vines above.
“Shut up! You’re in your underwear now too!” Jane blushed. She noticed Ottoline was blushing too though so she figured it wasn’t that big a deal as far as the teasing was concerned. It was huge as far as the humiliation they were now both feeling though.
Jane stumbled about and tried to get the rest of the vines off her. She struggled until she got out of her green jacket next, fumbling forward in just her undershirt and panties before jumping to try and latch onto the vines holding Ottoline up.
“There! I got you!” Jane snarled and began tugging at them, dangling underneath her like she had just been snagged by a fishing line.
“Uh Jane, behind you!” Ottoline gasped.
“What?” Jane stopped pulling and turned around. Behind her were floating feathers… “Those are feathers… blowing in the wind…”
“No! They’re not! I saw them floating towards you!” Ottoline tried to warn.
“That’s ridiculous. They wouldn’t float directly towards MEEEEEEE~!” Jane’s eyes crossed when her body lurched as the feathers began tickling her sides, feet, and every area across her body. She squirmed and wiggled about laughing like a maniac as she tried to hold onto Ottoline.
She couldn’t manage it though and eventually she let go, laughing as she plummeted towards the forest floor.
“JANE!” Ottoline yelled out for her friend. It was okay though. The vines Jane escaped from had saved her by wrapped around her arms and legs and hoisting her up again… oh wait.
“NO! Let me go you stupid… haunted forest!” Jane snapped. She was convinced this was the work of ghosts now. She struggled to get free but stopped a bit when she heard laughter from above. She looked up and saw Ottoline, laughing like crazy, due to the floating feathers now tickling her all over.
“EEEK! HAHAHAHAHA! NOOOOO~!” Ottoline screamed about, tearing up as this took place. She couldn’t resist them. She was stuck in a compromising position that wouldn’t let her move away from this.
“I-I’ll be there in a jiff! I just gotta… j-just gotta…Pfft! HAHAHAHAHA!” Jane stopped and began laughing too. Not because it was funny but because she was being tickled all over by the feathers now as well. Her eyes bugged out and her feet wiggled as the feathers got her and Ottoline in all of their tickle spots. It was insane how accurate and fast they were!
It was starting to get worse though. It was so embarrassing that their blushing faces were barely being hidden by the tears spewing from their eyes. Eventually, though, it started to become way too much for their bladders! Both of the girls tried to hold it in but the unrelenting tickling from the feathers just dragged on and on and on!
Eventually, they both found the front of their panties increasing with wetness at the front. They were peeing their panties! They blushed even harder at the realization that they were wetting themselves but they couldn’t do anything about it except laugh!
They laughed and laughed and laughed even more as the tickle torture was echoed throughout the mysterious forest. They couldn’t do anything but scream and wail but there wasn’t anyone around to hear them or help. It seemed like they were pretty well and truly trapped until someone either came along or the forest grew bored of tickle torturing them.
Either way, it was enough for Jane to become a lot more confident in her instincts this time. When dealing with Ottoline, pick your calls to adventure a little better.
You may end up suspended in endless tickle torture without your pants on.
If humiliation is your thing, then go for it though. The Floating Feather Forest would happily oblige you.
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28 May 2018 19:34 CEST
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