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     Tickled By Ghost
       
      Janie was alone. She was always alone. She had no friends, no family. She was treated like a ghost and believed she was one. One day Janie was so upset that she decided to run away; far away, from the big city, friends and family she would never have, and all thoughts of being human. She knew where to go; it took her 3 days to get there, but she was persistent. Janie didn't stop until she had reached the abandoned log cabin on the outskirts of the city, otherwise known as the Ghost House. The name spoke for itself. Ghosts had been occupying the cabin for over 30 years now and Janie thought, "If I'm a ghost, I should live with ghosts". She repeated this to herself over and over until she reached the foreboding house. Once there, she didn't hesitate. She walked right in, found an empty room, and sat in the far corner of the room. It was still daytime, and Janie guessed the ghosts wouldn't show up until dark, so she fell asleep for a long, long, long time.
     When Janie woke up, she was shocked to find her arms stuck to the wall. But they weren't stuck to the wall, but stuck in it. She could see where her arms disappeared into the wall at the elbows and then reappeared at the wrists a few inches up. And to make matter's even more bizarre, she heard laughing. She couldn't see anybody but she heard laughing, like someone was being tickled. And then she saw them. They appeared out of the darkness at all sides of the room. Ghosts-female ghosts chained and trapped in the walls just like she was. And they were being tickled, by other ghosts, in their armpits. Janie couldn't believe her eyes. She had never heard of ticklish ghosts or being tickled by ghosts. Suddenly, she felt something like a cold wind and turned to see a ghost right in front of her. The ghost was smiling at Janie. Janie just stared blankly at the ghost. She figured she would meet the same fate as the captured she-ghosts but she had no idea how she would react, because she had never been spoken to, let alone tickled in the armpits, so she didn't know what to expect if this black –haired she-ghost in front of her started stroking at her underarms. The ghost continued to smile at Janie for a few more seconds, then her smile widened as she reached into Janie's unzipped jacket, and started tickling her soft, and very ticklish, armpits.
     "Coochie, coochie, coo", the ghost sang playfully at Janie, but Janie didn't hear her because she was immediately overcome with joy by the tickling. Janie was new to this feeling and could only scream with surprise and delight as the she-ghost's fingers moved swiftly and teasingly up and down her armpits. "Ahhhaha…AHHHHH!!!"  Janie screamed so hard, she became hoarse immediately after the tickling began. She started wiggling and squirming profusely and had fainted right after she lost her voice. The she ghost looked at Janie's unconscious body and giggle to herself. "Hahaha…30 seconds and she's already dead to the world. So, what should we do with her?" The other she-ghosts had gathered around in front of Janie. They couldn't believe how loud she had screamed or how fast she had fainted. When no one answered the ghost, everyone decided to go back to tickling their own captives, who had taken advantage of the distraction and escaped. The she-ghosts looked dismayed and disappointed. They had never let a captive escape. They had been tickling the same spirits non-stop for 30 years and now that they've escaped, there was no one left to tickle but Janie. They looked at her with longing and lust and started moving toward her, but Janie's captor would have none of it. "Back off!!! She's MINE!!!" The others stared at the black-haired ghost with pure hatred and malice and vanished into the night, to search for new victims to lure into the cabin. Once the others had left, Janie's captor smiled warmly at Janie's sleeping body, still stuck in the wall, with armpits exposed, and took a few strands of her long black hair and swept playfully at Janie's left armpit. A big, toothy, smile quickly spread across her face and the ghost was delighted that she had captured a victim who was ticklish even in her sleep, so, to better know her captive, the ghost merged with Janie, sending her into Janie's mind. There the ghost saw Janie's past, how lonely she was, and what she was dreaming. The ghost smiled and said to herself, "Oh, I'm going to have some fun with this one."
Just a tickle story I've been meaning to submit but I've had a lot of computer problems and never got around to it.^^; Enjoy!:D
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rerumfontis Featured By Owner May 4, 2014
This is wonderful ... and I so get it ... it is a favorite! Thank you so much for sharing!
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rerumfontis Featured By Owner May 5, 2014
I had to! The ghosts tickled me until I had to do anything they said! :love:
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Sue-Zan Featured By Owner May 5, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
Thank you so much for :+fav:ing!
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rerumfontis Featured By Owner May 5, 2014
It is one of my very favorite stories! :love: :hug:
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TicklishAndInLove Featured By Owner Apr 20, 2014  Professional Writer
Really like this story...
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Sue-Zan Featured By Owner Apr 20, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
Thank you. :iconblush--plz:
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Redrodents Featured By Owner Jun 28, 2010
I have seen that pic in art stores before and it's on of my fav ^^
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Sue-Zan Featured By Owner Jun 28, 2010  Hobbyist General Artist
Awesome, and thanks for :+fav:ing!
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Redrodents Featured By Owner Jun 28, 2010
You earned it ^^
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Redrodents Featured By Owner Jun 28, 2010
That story it Really good ^^
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