The vines started out slow at first, gently rubbing and stroking up and down her large soft paws, feeling over her silky smooth and ticklish skin. She squirmed and tried her best to not give in so easily, something that she knows she will end up doing anyways. The vines started to speed up, going from 2 vines lazily licking up and down her arches to steadily trialing up and down from her toes to her heels, digging into her most ticklish spots. Already producing muffled giggling and squirming helplessly, her laughter reached a new peak as even more vines join in without introduction, poking and prodding while the larger vines continued their torment. Harsh laughter would echo through the graveyard if she was not gagged by a vine while the stone sapped away at her powers.
A few hours pass by and Witch is still trapped at the stone, her large delicious paws flailing about as vines tease, lick and tickle all over her sensitive soles and between her toes. Both her face and soles are blushed purple, her torment far far from over and just getting started!
The vines left no inch of soft, tender ticklish skin left untouched, at one point multiple tiny slim vines fully licked and tickled all over her trapped paws. Without the fear of their prey passing out or needing to breath due to her being a ghost type,
By the time the sun comes up she will be beyond tired, unable to sleep and instead resting in the field to get her strength and breath back. Hopefully no one finds her in this weaken state~
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Hey look, another Halloween themed pic of some kind. I’m making a list of Halloween ideas to do leading up to the 31st so if you have any ideas or suggestions please note me if you want Witch belongs to me :v enjoy her big grass/ghost type paws! Part 1: https://inkbunny.net/submissionview.php?id=1216045
