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(Original sketch:sta.sh/01xjdmurktrg)
Dean Cadance of Crystal Prep wakes up, feeling a headache as she is confused on what happened to her when she was previously conscience. She looks around to find herself in some testing room, which appears quite spacious and empty. She sees a window nearby, but is unable to see through. Cadance hears from a speaker that she has been selected to test out an invention that has been in development for quite a while and that she shouldn’t be afraid with what is going on. Before she would ask or demand to be led out, a man walks in and place a strange console onto the floor. The machine releases a scanner, which observes the room until it spotted Cadance. The scanner goes back into the console and out came silver robotic tentacles that approached the lovely dean. Cadance tried to get away, but the tentacle already wrapped around her smooth legs and coiled her up slightly. The tentacle then goes up and another tentacle takes off her formal jacket as the tight one wraps around her waist, pinning her arms to the side with two loops and making a soft loop around her neck. Cadance tried to yell, but the end of the tentacle covered her lips, blocking her words. Once the robotic tentacle thought Cadance was well constricted, portions of it opened up and little finger-like prongs extended out, aiming for the clotheless portions of her body that weren’t coiled up. The prongs made contact with her flesh, twitching and stroking up and down, side to side, and at diagonals, stimulating a tickling sensation to the dean. Cadance felt the urge to laugh and shout, but she only sounded out pleasured muffling as the tail pressed against her mouth. The prongs were tickling every inch of her exposed body, wanting to please her and make her feel the glory of tickling. She budged and struggled to move, wanting to get free, but the tight coils kept her in place, wanting her to stay in place. She could only twitch and bulge as well as moan and sigh, feeling like she’ll remain there, stuck in a tickling prison. The ones who brought her there observed the results of their new toy. It seemed like a success, but they do know that this beautiful woman wasn’t enough and that more test subjects would do the invention some good. Until then, they’ll keep Dean Cadance there until she tires out, maybe do more tests with her in mind.
So this was the idea I mentioned earlier in my previous tickle pic. This, the coil tickler, combines my interests in coiling and tickling. The machine wraps the person up and once they are snug, little prongs come out and tickle the subject. Very simple and such. I have made a few more sketches with this idea, so stay tuned for when they’ll be posted. Some day. ;3c
Dean Cadance-Hasbro
(Original sketch:sta.sh/01xjdmurktrg)
Dean Cadance of Crystal Prep wakes up, feeling a headache as she is confused on what happened to her when she was previously conscience. She looks around to find herself in some testing room, which appears quite spacious and empty. She sees a window nearby, but is unable to see through. Cadance hears from a speaker that she has been selected to test out an invention that has been in development for quite a while and that she shouldn’t be afraid with what is going on. Before she would ask or demand to be led out, a man walks in and place a strange console onto the floor. The machine releases a scanner, which observes the room until it spotted Cadance. The scanner goes back into the console and out came silver robotic tentacles that approached the lovely dean. Cadance tried to get away, but the tentacle already wrapped around her smooth legs and coiled her up slightly. The tentacle then goes up and another tentacle takes off her formal jacket as the tight one wraps around her waist, pinning her arms to the side with two loops and making a soft loop around her neck. Cadance tried to yell, but the end of the tentacle covered her lips, blocking her words. Once the robotic tentacle thought Cadance was well constricted, portions of it opened up and little finger-like prongs extended out, aiming for the clotheless portions of her body that weren’t coiled up. The prongs made contact with her flesh, twitching and stroking up and down, side to side, and at diagonals, stimulating a tickling sensation to the dean. Cadance felt the urge to laugh and shout, but she only sounded out pleasured muffling as the tail pressed against her mouth. The prongs were tickling every inch of her exposed body, wanting to please her and make her feel the glory of tickling. She budged and struggled to move, wanting to get free, but the tight coils kept her in place, wanting her to stay in place. She could only twitch and bulge as well as moan and sigh, feeling like she’ll remain there, stuck in a tickling prison. The ones who brought her there observed the results of their new toy. It seemed like a success, but they do know that this beautiful woman wasn’t enough and that more test subjects would do the invention some good. Until then, they’ll keep Dean Cadance there until she tires out, maybe do more tests with her in mind.
So this was the idea I mentioned earlier in my previous tickle pic. This, the coil tickler, combines my interests in coiling and tickling. The machine wraps the person up and once they are snug, little prongs come out and tickle the subject. Very simple and such. I have made a few more sketches with this idea, so stay tuned for when they’ll be posted. Some day. ;3c
Dean Cadance-Hasbro
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