HELL WEEK #2 Cover
THE DESCENT INTO HELL WEEK CONTINUES...
For Eva, Tricia, and Star as the Sigmas participate in the campus-wide fundraising carnival, and Sigmas always play to win. Even if it means burying pledges at the beach for visitors to tickle without mercy. But as they are starting to learn, for a Sigma, tickling isn't for tormenting pledges, it's a lifelong choice for these ladies. Because the other sisters' bare feet, sensitive navels, and expansive breasts are just as likely to feel the caress of the feather as the new girls in this house.
But there's more going on than just the struggles with their initiation. Eva spends hours competing against the older Sigmas in ticklish games. Star must endure a procedure that threatens to push her beyond her tickling limits. And Tricia takes it upon herself to represent the sorority in a matter of honor. But what she doesn't realize is that the Sigmas have made more than a few enemies, and she has become the lightning rod of their attempt at revenge. And when it comes, the ordeal she will face will dwarf any challenge the Sigmas have thrown at her so far...
EXCERPT
Star, meanwhile, was thrashing about, or doing her best to anyway, as to speed things up two guys were allowed to each tickle one foot at the same time for ten minutes. One had bent her toes back to stretch out her soles, while he used the other one to scrub up and down her sole with a hairbrush. Well, not up and down only, sometimes he would go side to side across her instep, and sometimes he would scrub in circles like he was buffing his car, but generally he was going up and down the whole length of her huge feet, which was a lot of ticklish skin to cover. The other guy was noticing the same thing; he had decided to forego the tools and just scratched with both hands on the sole of her other foot, and her feet were so large that if he put them side by side he could get almost all his fingers on the instep, Star's worst spot on her feet. She twisted her foot to try to escape, but "try" was all she could manage as the nails grazed the surface of her instep without a break in the action.
Eva was chuckling despite herself. The guy had decided to focus on one foot, holding it steady and tickling mercilessly all over the bottom. Eva was fighting not to give him the satisfaction, but you didn't need to be a good tickler to get to Eva. Her chuckling finally gave way to laughter as she just couldn't hold back any more, and the guy began working the spot over even more frantically as he saw he had hit a vulnerable spot. "Don't like that, huh?" he asked while she laughed helplessly. "It's too bad then that this will all be over in another three and a half minutes. Guess I better make them count." He bent back her toes, stretching out the sole and making her efforts even more effective, Eva bobbing as deep belly laughs escaped her mouth.
Tricia, meanwhile, had a crowd gathered now as well - a whole slew of older people had queued up and were taking their turns tickling her feet. They were laughing almost as hard as she was as their fingers danced over her soles. Some were using all their fingers, others settling for just the index finger in the center of each sole. Either way, it was clearly overwhelming her, but the line was getting so long they didn't have much of a time to give her a break either. "You should do this kind of thing more often," one woman said to Lauren, who was overseeing things. "I would have gotten a lot more of my friends out here if we'd known about it."
Item Features
- Over 51,000 words!
- Written by Tarr2k
- Two Story Illustrations (including cover) by Dr. Random!
- Armpits, breasts, ribs, navel, knees, thighs and barefoot tickling!
- Explosive erotic tickling!
- Focus on F/F tickling with some M/F tickling!
