Short tickle sotry: The lure of the tickle monster (Patreon)

It was a dark night late after midnight and Matt was alone in his room wearing nothing but boxers and a tank top sleeping on his bed on top of his covers. The cool breeze coming from the window caressed gently his exposed skin, his armpits, a part of his belly that was poking out of the shirt and his feet.

The cool breeze on his bare soles made him blush a bit in his sleep, Matt had always been sensitive on his feet, he was sensible on almost anywhere, but especially his feet.

The clock next to his bed marked 12am when something began to happen while Matt was sleep, he began to blush more and sweat a bit then he let out a small giggle. He hugged the pillow unaware of the small feathers poking from beneath his bed began to tickle his soft toes. Gently and quietly they danced on his soles, ever so slowly as to not completely wake Matt up.

This made Matt blush more and more, he could not wake up from his deep dram as he was giggling. Trapped in a ticklish nightmare. Soon more and more feathers attached to tentacles came from under his bed and began to tickle more of his body, his pits, his belly, they even made their way under his boxers!

Matt slowly but sure began to moan and giggle in his sleep until from all the soft tickles invaded his dream until his dick burst with his milky load...

Then It happen, he woke up.

Finding himself with wet underwear, stained with his cum. Matt was a little embarrassed as it had been a very long time that he had a wet dream so vividly intense like he had not have in a while.

He took off his wet boxers, he cleaned his penis and went back to sleep. A few minutes later he found himself giggling again, but this time he woke up in time, shocked and surprised he found that he had cum once again but this time he found the culprits. Tentacle feathers that where tickling his dick while he slept.

Matt let out a scream and quickly got out of bed with his wet cum still dripping from the tip of his hard dick.

the long tentacles with pointy soft feathers where poking from his closet door this time. Matt was embarrassed and scared from seeing them, but before he could run of of his room the green tickling tentacles retreated in to his closet. Matt was revealed to seem them go away.

He stood there while his cum dried looking at the closet, then he figured, that monsters aren't real. That he had be dreaming. Before he went back to his bed he decided to take a closer look in to the closed. Once he opened the door he noticed something strange coming from his closet. A faint smell... a particular scent of sweaty feet with a dash of lemon? He moved his shirt and behind them there was a staircase going down where the wall was suppose to be.

Matt had always been an active dreamer, he often knew when he was dreaming, although he could not really control them. Intrigued by the smell that called out to him and convinced that he was in a dream Matt closed the door behind him staying inside the closet.

He went down the stairs following the scent of feet. As he did he became more and more sweaty, the closer he got to the end he more warmer it felt. But not only that, his penis began to hardend and drip from the smell of moist feet had always aroused him. There just a few inches from the end of the stairs he saw a door, an old wooden door that deems to be a carelessly left open.

He gathered his courage and opened the door and steeped inside.

The room was quite warm, there was a mattress on the floor, a few torches. Nothing particularly interesting. Except that smell, that faint lemony feet smell that had become strong and filled the whole room. He could barely think from the smell, which aroused him so much. He didn't even notice the tall monster that was right behind him.

The monster that had lured Matt down the stairs began to hold and hug Matt from behind. His large green biceps wrapped around his belly and picked the poor cursed tickle and placed him ever so gently on the monster's bed. Matt saw his big blue eyes that pierced his soul and lifted his arms and the monster removed the tank top leaving Matt completely nude.

The monster then sat on the mattress with his huge dick dripping as well and sat Matt on his wet glad. The tentacles now began to tickle Matt ever more than before, this time making sure Matt was giggling and howling in laughter unaware that he was slowly and firmly sliding over the monster's huge cock.

The monster began to trust in Matt's tight ass as he began to tickle his belly. The poor tickler was completely under the tickle monster's spell for lust. His legs where spread open and his feet began to get tickled making him giggle and laugh uncontrollably. The tickle monster made sure that Matt was enjoying his visit as much as he could.

"HAHAHAHA NO!!! HAHAHA PLEAHAHAHAHSSAHAHAHA STAHAHAHAP! AM TOO TICKLISH! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAH I BEG OF YOU!! HAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA"

Matt shouted as the feathers danced on his soles and sawed they way between his toes

"BAHAHAHA NOOO HAHAH NOT MY TOESS!! NOOOO!!!!"

Matt cried out as the monter's tentacle like beared began tickle his armpits and nipples.
"WAHAHAHAHAH HAHAHA STAAAHAHAHAP!"

Even tho he was begging for help, Matt found himself falling in love with this tickle monster.

It is said that the scent of the tickle monster smells differently to each person, it is said to smell to that which you are most attracted to which is why you fall in his trap no matter how hard you try to resist.

So be ware of the scent of tickle monster or you may find yourself helpless in his tickling grasp