Tales of Carrion Mansion. Episode 8.
Having returned to Clarion Mansion to find a cure for her orgasmicly induced shrinking and growing, Elvira now finds herself a captive of Uncle Frank, the Invisible Tickler. Now, strapped into Benny the Bondage Suit, her feet in the tickling frame, Elvira waits for the tickle torture to begin.
@1998 by Skytower
Elvira and the Witches kids
Part 8
StereoTickling.
The room was old, grand in feeling and style. The type of room that an Edwardian lady might have occupied. Large bay windows framed the night sky. High ceilings with elaborate moldings added elegance. There was a dresser and wardrobe, both of the best New England oak. A large four post bed stood in the center of the room. Also of oak it was canopied and in another era was the place a dignified lady might have talked with her maid.
Elvira Peterson had never had a maid, and seldom in her life had she been called a lady. But even less in her life had she been in the position she was in. She lay nude on the bed. Trapped by the collection of leather straps that was Benny the Bondage suit. Benny, a cheerful, perky suit as bondage suits go, had complete control over the babysitters movements. His noes and mouth rested over her belly button, his eyes toped the conical straps that encased her breast. Her feet were further trapped in a tickling frame, the toes held apart by an ingenious use of Chinese finger traps.
She shifted a little bit, trying to get comfortable. Elvira was a little over five feet tall, with a slim figure. She had wide hips and small but full breast. A ball gag was stuffed into her mouth, making her nose look a little larger than normal. Unable to move her body, Elvira's brown eyes traveled about the room. It had been ten minutes since Uncle Frank, the invisible tickler, had gone to see who was at the front door. Ten minutes of sheer torture for the young babysitter. Sooner or later he was going to come back, and the tickling would start again. Like all unpleasant experiences it was the anticipation that was hardest to endure.
If I could just masturbate, she thought.
For anyone else the wish wouldn't have made sense, but for Elvira sexual ecstacy was a way of escape. Exposed to an unstable shrinking potion Elvira could now shrink, when she was tickled enough, or grow if she was experiencing an orgasm. Shrinking would put her even more at Uncle Frank's mercy, if that were possible. Growing would free her, though it might destroy Benny.
Elvira heard a sound from the hallway and watched as the door was thrown open. A young woman wearing a bright flower pattern dress, brown boots, and a fur parka floated into the room. She presented a comical sight, flailing away in mid-air at the unseen Uncle.
"Elvira!" she called.
Mindy, Elvira thought. Just perfect, it would have to be her. Not that she didn't like Mindy. Mindy McConnel was her best friend. A talented artist and pretty good goaltender, the young blonde had the one attribute that made her the worst person to show up at Clarion Mansion. She was very ticklish.
That fact was proven over the next few minutes as the battle continued. Mindy's parka was torn off, revealing a brown turtle neck sweater. The young girl was going crazy, shouting for Elvira's help while flailing away at her unseen asailent. Then Elvira saw something pulled out of Uncle Frank's cart. It was stuffed down the back of Mindy's sweater and instantly she went beserk trying to get at it. Screeching she put both hands behind her back, where they were soon trapped by a pair of manacles. She was then tripped to the bed where her boots were pulled off and her feet tied to the bedpost.
"Lot of help you were!" Mindy swore, struggling.
"It's not her fault. " Benny the Bondage suit said. The sight of a talking belt buckle stunned the blonde into silence. "You see as long as she is wearing me I can control her movements."
"What the hell...."
"It's true my dear." Uncle Frank said. "But now that you no longer need to be warned I can allow her to talk. Benny, un-gag her."
The ball gag popped out of Elivira's mouth.
"Elvira what's going on?"
"We've been captured by Uncle Frank, who is invisible and loves to tickle people."
"Oh."
The expression on Mindy's face, her normaly calm hazel eyes wild with fright was a surprise to Elvira. Mindy had always been the calmest when faced with danger. Niether drug dealers nor aliens had phased her that much. She drew her full lips into a tight line, the perfect nose flared with exitement.
"Tickle?" she asked.
"Yup." Elvira realized why her freind was scared.
One of Mindy's ankles was untied and pulled even with Elvira's. Then it was tied securely and the other one was untied and retied in the same position.
"This is not happening." Mindy said, her voice trembling.
"Haven't I told everyone never to come on one of my babysitting jobs?" Elvira asked. "What are you doing here?"
"I thought you could use the help." Mindy protested. "And besides...HEY!"
Uncle Frank ignored her protest and pulled her sweater up under her arms, revealing her bra. Then the bra itself was push up and Mindy's breast were freed.
"Pervert!" she shouted squirming in her bonds.
"Pervert?" Uncle Frank asked.
"She didn't mean it." Elvira said. "Tell him you didn't mean it."
"The hell I didn't."
A feather floated up out of Uncle Frank's cart and started to stroke the sole of her foot. Mindy had no defense, she started to laugh.
"Pervert?" Uncle Frank asked again.
"She meant fun guy."
"Friendly." Mindy gasped out between laughs.
"Inventive." Elvira shouted.
That did the trick and the feather was removed.
"Word of advice," Elvira said as her friend caught her breath, "don't insult the guy who has you tied up."
Mindy nodded, her chest heaving up and down. Elvira could sympathize with her reaction. Mindy was a bit sensitive about her breast. They were extra large, somewhat conically shaped, with huge red aureoles. Despite all her exercising they were not firm and tended to flop around when she moved. That they were in proportion with the rest of her body, Mindy was tall and well built thanks to hours in the gym, was something most people ignored. Many times Mindy had complained to Elvira that people didn't see her, just two large breast with legs.
"I thought you could use the help." Mindy said again.
"I warned you about this place."
"You never warned me about him!"
"What was I gonna do, tell you an invisible guy was running around tickling people?"
"All you said was some weird kids drugged you and..."
"Ladies." Uncle Frank interupted. It was said gently but it got their attention. "If you don't stop arguing I'll gag you both. Now Mindy I think you took your friends wishes too lightly. Elvira I think you should have told her the entire story."
"Not everything."
"Everything, including your little fling with Petunia."
"Petunia?"
"She can tell you later." Uncle Frank said. From the cart he produced another tickling device. This one was a straight bar, supporting to hollow cones near it's center. A strap was attached to the cones. From the end of each bar a smaller bar ran perpendicular, with a small brush attached. A set of gears ran from each brush up to the main bar, connecting to a longer bar that reached to the end of the bed. "Suffice it to say that I am not the only one in this mansion who likes to tickle"
"You are now." Elvira said. "The kids told me that Aunt Petunia's in some special home."
"And you believed them?"
"Oh no."
"Who's Aunt Petunia?" Mindy asked.
"She's a half human, half spider, lesbian maniac who nearly ate Jeremy and Helga."
"What?"
"She was their babysitter before Elvira." Uncle Frank explained, setting the decive on Mindy's chest. "Helga mutated her into a half spider, and Master Jeremy shrunk her to the size of an insect." Running the straps around her back he secured the device to her chest. The invisible uncle then pulled the long bar back and forth. The brushes rotated, stroking Mindy's sides. In response she giggled.
"Perfect." he announced.
"A masterpiece." Elvira agreed.
"And this Petunia thing is still around?" "It's not something you have to worry about." Elvira said. "She's only about five inches tall."
"What a relief."
"Tell me girls," Uncle Frank reached over and turned on the tape machine, "have you ever been intrigued by the musical possibilities of tickling?"
The opening cords of; "Rock around the clock" began to play. And so did Uncle Frank.
Even while she was laughing harder than she had ever laughed before, Elvira couldn't help but be impressed by his skill. Mindy and herself were both kept laughing in perfect time to the music. Infact somehow Uncle Frank seemed to know how to tweak Mindy more during the low notes, taking advantage of her deep throaty laugh. The direct contrast was Elvira's own high pitched combination of cackle and shriek, perfect for the high notes.
Through "Rock around the clock", "We are the Champions" and a classical piece Elvira had no hope of identifying, Uncle Frank kept them laughing. Laughing, but not to the point where Elvira could shrink. She was amazed at his skill level, always keeping them just on the edge, but pulling back.
Finally he paused to put a new tape in the machine. Elvira and Mindy lay on the bed covered in sweat and gasping for breath. Exhausted. Even so the babysitter managed to cry out as she recognized the new tune. Mindy knew it as well, and both girls shuddered as the sounds of the 1812 overture began to fill the room.
There was no stopping it this time. Elvira laughed so hard, so long that she could feel the bed beneath them shake. Just as the overture reached it's crescendo she shrunk.
"Thank you Jeremy." Elvira whispered, getting her breath back. Getting unsteadily to her feet Elvira realized the music had stopped. There was no movement in the room save for the sound of Mindy gasping for breath.
"Elvira?" Mindy called. "Where are you?"
"Down here." she replied, starting the climb the tickling harness around Mindy's chest. She reached the top and balanced her self between her friends breast. There was no sign of Uncle Frank.
"Wow!" Mindy let out the word in one long sigh of amazement.
"This is why I didn't want you to come." Elvira said.
"My little sister wasn't telling a story."
"Nope. This is me, the amazing shrinking babysitter."
"How does it feel?"
"How the hell do you think if feels?" Elvira snapped, sitting down she laid back against Mindy's right breast. "It feels small."
"Well, can you... I mean are you stuck..."
"No, I can grow again." Elvira stood up. "But first things first, let me see if I can get you out of this thing."
"What happened to Uncle Frank?"
"He's been immobilized." Jeremy said, appearing from nowhere. Beside him Helga blinked into existence as well. "Thankfully I was able to get my new teleporter working and he's down in the dungeon. Mother can deal with him when she gets home."
"Teleporter?" Mindy echoed.
"Mindy this is Jeremy and Helga Carrion. Jeremy, Helga, this is Mindy McConnel."
"Hello." Helga said.
"Impressive chest." Jeremy said by way of greeting. Reaching over he picked up Elvira and put her on the edge of the bed. Then he started to undo Uncle Frank's tickling device. At the same time Helga untied Mindy's legs.
"Watch the hands." Mindy protested as the device was lifted off of her chest.
"Don't push your luck Mindy." Elvira called. "Your hands are still tied.
"No need to worry." Jeremy said, freeing her hands. "A single instance of touch and sight is enough to satisfy me."
"Sorry." Mindy said, though she immediately fixed her bra and shirt.
"Was there any change in the shrinking experience this time?" Jeremy asked, turning to Elvira.
"It was a little faster." Elvira said.
"Here." Helga said, handing Mindy a glass. "You must be thirsty after all that laughing."
"Thanks." Mindy said, taking the glass.
"Your no smaller." Jeremy observed, looking at her closely.
"No." Elvira replied. There was something wrong though, something... For a few moments her mind refused to work. Then she saw Mindy's throat move as she swallowed the drink.
"Mindy no!" she shouted.
"Huh?" her friend finished the glass and handed it to Helga. "What do you..."
Her voice faltered and a strange look came over her face. Mindy's body trembled as the potion took hold.
{But what potion did Helga give her? Is Mindy doomed to the same microscopic existence as Elvira? Only time will tell. A lot of time as I have things to do.}
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