Chris was riding high once again, but if there’s one thing he had learned from this last year is that it can always get better. He felt completely immortal, as there was no conceivable way he could be caught for his numerous crimes and the opportunities continued to grow. Every day he thought of new ideas for different girls to capture and tickle as everyone seemed to be an option now. The only thing that could possibly make him stop would be the threat of actually being caught and exposed, and this didn’t sound like something he thought could really happen. With the prestige of his latest capture, he officially decided to start taking tickle victims without any restraint. He was willing to take anyone at anytime.
  Since he had started college, Chris was starting to hit the booze and drugs pretty hard as many new freshman will, and this fueled some of his conquests. One night he was at a party with some friends, and had been hitting the sauce a little more than usual. He had been staring at a girl from one of his classes from across the room, she was a cute brunette girl his same age that was dressed especially skimpy. Her body was perfect, but what really got his attention was her feet which were in flip flops exposing her small feet, clad in pink nail polish. In his drunk mind he decided to go for a rare public attack. He noticed earlier one of her friends had to go outside to throw up from being drunk, and quickly thought of a lie to tell her to reel her in. “Hey, um, your friend is really really drunk and throwing up everywhere. I think she could use your help.” She sighed, “Ugh, she does this every time I’m so sorry. Where is she?” Chris looked concerned, “She’s over in the back room, here I’ll show you.” He then led her to a room at the back of the house and opened the door for her. “Becky? Are you in here?” Just after she stepped in Chris threw the bag over her head and closed the door. He disappeared her head and tried to wrestle her down to get her arms, but he was drunk so it took more of a fight than usual. He got her arms in the bags as fast as he could, then put her body on the bed. He drunkenly began prodding her sides to make her squirm, proving he once again found a ticklish girl. He sat on her butt and started scratching and dragging on her cute little feet as her legs bucked wild. He was having the time of his life as she flailed around. He turned around and started digging his fingers deep into her armpits making her go crazy; this was clearly her worst spot. His drunkenness caused him to be much tougher than usual, as he went up and down her pits and sides as she thrashed around the bed. He flipped her over and started poking her tummy and belly button, and then began to start licking and kissing her stomach to her ticklish dismay. She was clearly very ticklish in her torso by the way she twitched and contorted her little body as much as she could at every touch. Wherever her head was, it was certainly making a scene. He then heard someone say his name faintly somewhere in the house, “oh shit, gotta get her outta here!” The idea of being caught sobered him up. He began disappearing her as quickly as he could and then opened the door to see his friend Rebecca, one of the tenants of the house standing there. “There you are! What are you doing in my room?” Chris was visibly drunk, “Uh sorry, I thought this was the bathroom, oops!” She laughed and dismissed him as a drunk fool, and continued on into her room. He was about to walk away until he heard Rebecca’s voice behind him, “what the fuck? Is that a foot?” Chris had forgotten one of her feet was still on the ground! “Uhhh that’s not what it seems like! Chris shouted, “It’s an animatronic foot I designed in my class! I’m really into uhh... robotics.” She was puzzled and picked it up. “Ew it feels real! Why is it moving?” Chris was scrambling, “well it responds to touch to make it seem real! Watch, try tickling it.” She dragged her finger down the sole making it scrunch. “What the hell, this is kinda cool actually haha.” She took the bait easily. She tickled it again and laughed, having no idea she was torturing a real girl that she knew. She was drunk as well and was getting a good kick out of it, “Haha, hey Stacy, Mara, you guys gotta come see this!” Chris’ heart sunk with nervousness as two other cute drunk girl came rushing in to see Brit’s foot. They marveled at it for a moment and then Chris held up the magic bag, “you girls wanna see a magic trick?”
Rebecca laughed, “Sure, lets see what other weird shit you got for us! Haha!”
Too easy.


The next morning Chris woke up in his room with a massive headache. “What the fuck happened?” He had that classic horrible realization that he had blacked out last night, and immediately worried what he might’ve done. He felt his jacket and realized that he had brought the bag with him. “Oh god what did i do?!” He quickly repaired the other bag and started releasing a collection of 4 girls’ heads and body parts, revealing to him the events of the night. He silenced and hid a very angry Brit immediately but gave the other girls a chance to talk. Rebecca was distressed, “what is going on, where are we and what did that bag do to us?!” Chris kind of enjoyed playing games with his captives, “I’m so sorry guys there was a malfunction of the trick. Let’s just figure out who’s parts are who’s and I’ll get you guys back together.”  “You fucking better you dick! This is insane!”  He picked up a small size 5 foot and tickled it, causing Rebecca to squeal, “hehe, hey that’s mine!” Chris was glad they were playing along and grabbed another and tickled it, causing Stacy to laugh, “hehe yep that’s me!” then he gave a little tickle to a small skinny girl’s belly button causing Rebecca to laugh, “hehehe, stop with the tickling you jerk! Haha” he started tickling her more intensely for about 30 seconds, “Haha, seriously stop I hate being tickled! We get it!” Chris just laughed and picked up a torso with a slim stomach and small breasts and tickle her belly causing very little reaction, Mara calmly spoke up, “that one’s me, I’m not ticklish so don’t even try.” This annoyed him. “Oh yeah? Which foot is yours tough gal?” She smiled, “black nail polish. Try me!” He picked it up and attempted to tickle, causing no reaction. She laughed at him, “ha ha! Told you I’m not... hey whoah!” Chris had started licking and sucking on her foot, which threw off all 3 of them. “Ew stop that! That’s not ticklish it’s just annoying! Hey!”  The other girls were not liking it either. Chris was upset that she wasn’t reacting how he wanted, “well Mara, that’s not as good of news as you think. If you’re not ticklish I’ll just have to find a new way to play with you. Don’t have time for it now though, I have class at 12.” She was growing more concerned, “play with me?! What the fuck does tha... ow!” He plucked her up by her black hair and dropped her in the bag again. “Ok girls, I’ll make time for each of you I promise, but it’s gonna have to be one at a time for now.” He then disappeared them both and walked to the closet to get Brit. He yanked her head out and looked at her terrified and angry face, “Ok Brit, first come first serve. You’re feet were quite a hit at the party as you probably noticed. Can’t wait to do some ‘research’ on them!”

To be continued