Lay And Take It

Isabel tries to hide her smile as her and her best friend Isaac walk around the fair. He enjoys the sights and sounds, blissfully unaware of his BFF’s plan to have him trusted up in the public stocks and tickled into toe-curling oblivion.

It was a cruel fetish, but one that made the small gremlin girl’s head spin. Ever since she had discovered Isaac’s sensitive secret, she saw it her life’s mission to see his handsome face wracked with terrible ticklish agony.

Not even beginning to mention how bad Isabel wanted to see the size of his feet.

True…. None of her plans had really worked up to this point. And…. the amount of times her plans would backfire on her COULD be described as “comical”… But this was totally going to be the time!!!!

The plan was simple: When the jester asks if there were any volunteers, she would immediately raise her hand and offer Isaac to the clown’s bondage. It’s fool proof. In this small, trash-bag’s horny mind, it was fool proof.

Getting Isaac into position proved to be simple enough. She eagerly bounces during the jesters opening set, only caring about the main event. They reveal the stocks, people gasp, and finally they’re asked that sweet question.

“Are there any volunteers?”

Immediately Isabel shoots her hand up, the bun in her hair wagging like a dog’s tail. Sadly, do to the “vertically-challenged” nature of her body, no one was able to see her palm wave.

Seeing his bud in distress, Isaac takes Isabel by her waist and raises her up higher enough the get the attention she craved. Only now she was speechless.

With her hand still up she bit her bottom lip, loving the feel of her crush’s palms on her waist. She was melting, so much so that Isabel no longer cared about the world around her.

A mistake she’d whole-heartedly regret.

The clown and audience just look at the dumb struck girl, hand still in the air like a tower, but not saying a single word as she drools. The jester only giggles.

“I don’t think I’ve ever seen a participant THAT eager in my life! Come on up hun! If you still remember how that is.”

Everyone laughs in good fun as Isaac brings Isabel up on stage. Meanwhile in his best friends mind, things were still a blank. Her senses not returning until she heard the slam of the wood over her trapped ankles.

Once in place, Isabel finally snaps back to reality. She shakes her head back and forth, realizing the position she’s found herself in.

The last thing to do was to have her shoes removed and her naked feet revealed to the world. She looks up at Isaac in horror as she feels him unlacing her sneakers.

“I can’t believe you’re volunteering for this Izzy! You’re such a bad-ass!” The cute boy fawns, admiring the bravery of his BFF.

It was enough to make the chaotic gremlin blush, however it’s what happened next that made her face really red. In one easy motion Isaac slips off Izzy’s shoes and socks. Revealing her gasp-worthy secret to the world.

They were huge for a girl her size. With her feet practically coming in whopping nine and a half inches, Isabel was a sight to behold for the attendees in the crowd. Their minds already going a mile a minute with what they could with sensitive targets the sizes of those things. As instructed, the crowed formed a line, eagerly awaiting their turn with those gigantic soles.

Meanwhile, Isaac only stares at her feet, bug-eyed. He’d never seen them before, his mind never drifting to such things. Looking at them now however was awakening something inside of him. He felt his face go flush as his mouth went dry.

Sadly he was asked to either get in line of get off the stage. Wanting to be supportive, he decides to stay by Isabel’s face. Seeing that she had a hell of a day stretch out long in front of her.

First to step up to the task was a blond in sunglasses with a huge stack of cash. Paying for herself and the rest of her friends. The four of them take position by Isabel’s feet as they marvel at the size of them. With two on each foot, the small girl knew she was in deep trouble.

Before the jester signals to begin, the bitchy blonde was already dragging her manicured nail down the arch of her left foot. The fleeting touch making Isabel’s eye Twitch.

The ticklers laugh at the uncontrollable reaction, joining their friend in her game at her expense. Before Isabel knows it, there are now four index fingers tracing their way over her nerves. Playing on the bottoms of her feet as if they were some kind of public park.

She snorts and stammers, only for it to turn to blood curdling guffaws as they’re finally given the green light. Right when that happen the four pairs of hands descended down on her with no care for the ticklish wreck they’d leave behind.

During this, Isaac holds Isabel’s hand as she breaks out into berserk laughter. He watches intently, never realizing just how sexy his friend looked when she couldn’t stop giggling.

One by one new Lers stepped up to the plat. All with the same objective of staking a claim to those “acres of arches” that Isabel seemingly kept hidden in her socks.

Some used vibrating wands, tenderizing the soft flesh of her feet while she squealed. But it didn’t make her scream as loud as the one girl that spent a good twenty minutes using that pin wheel on her toes.

No, the guy with the floss between the toes took the cake. Being oh so methodical as he when between every single wedge, finding the sensitive nerves that we’re hiding inside.

It was a frenzy and during this time Isaac could only feel his pants grow tighter. Isabel looked positively stunning like this and he had no clue what to even say. Sympathetically he looks down at her, their eyes meeting.

In that moment, even in her delirious state, Isabel knew Isaac was enjoying this. Her eyes got bigger as the moment went longer. Their lips getting closer together, his puckers while her’s stay in a forced grin. Gently, he takes her chin into his hand and kisses her as best he can.

Isabel tries to kiss back, but with the next in line coming for their turn, there was no way she had a chance to fight the sensations. But she didn’t care. She wanted this kiss for so long and no amount of tickling was going to ruin it.

She laid there all day, being tickled by strangers and kissed by the lover of her life and she was in absolute heaven. Sadly, she had no idea that this experience would lead to her new boyfriend developing a pretty evil fetish of his own.~

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