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Tickle monster [the closet] 17

Added 2024-10-02 06:55:17 +0000 UTC

"Ah, ah, ah," the monster chuckled, his breath warm and humid against her ear. "Let's not rush things, shall we?" His voice was a raspy whisper, a sound that sent a chill down her spine. "First, I think we should see what else is hidden beneath this shirt of yours." His free hand began to slide up her body, his furry palm gliding over her skin with the grace of a serpent.

Eleanor's eyes widened with panic as she felt the monster's hand slither up her side, tracing the curve of her waist. She managed to slip her right hand free from his grip, bringing her shirt down in a swift motion to cover her belly button. Her heart pounded in her chest, a frantic beat that seemed to echo through the closet. But the monster was not deterred. He took the opportunity to lift the right side of her shirt, his six arms moving with surprising coordination as he held her in place.