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Not 2 days ago, she had been a simple serving girl, working on passenger ships as they made their way between islands. All that changed when a storm tossed her overboard. She had no idea what had become of the ship, whether or not it had reached its destination safely. Nor did it matter. All that mattered was that she was now a prisoner of the mermaids. They kept her in the water up to her neck, her arms bound above her to the underside of a post coming up out of the water on a diagonal, the mast of a long sunken ship. Even if she cold escape from the ropes, the inlet she was in was surrounded on all sides by a sheer rock wall. She had no ide
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Trapping the Ticklish Babysitter
“Uhm, sorry Maisy, but I still can’t see it?” Sandy said as she peered around in the darkness.
The two children she was babysitting, Matty and Maisy, had told her that they could only sleep with a night light (despite both now being 7 years of age), but they had clumsily knocked it under Maisy’s bed and were too scared to get it themselves because the monster might get them. Sandy, being the sweet, kind hearted (and naïve) 18-year-old she was had reassured them that there was no monster, but understood their nervousness so agreed to get it for them herself.
“Thanks Sandy” they had both said so sweetl
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Wonder Woman Punished Request
*Note: This is NOT a sequel to my previous "Wonder Woman Tickle Tortured" story, this is a completely independent requested story that just happens to feature Wonder Woman. I apologize for any confusion. Thank you.
Wonder Woman was piloting her invisible jet back to her home on Paradise Island, feeling quite nervous and dreadful about what might happen when she arrived. She’d been gone a whole year, left the Amazonian island without her mother’s permission, and also took the lasso of truth and brackets of submission, again without any consent from her mother. After that she’d gone to America to help the superheroes of that
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Too bad I didn't take bets on who was going to come out triumphant in the battle between Connie and the sea monster, because so many of you seemed to be just positive that my girl was going to mop the beach with him. I was flattered that you thought so much of my girl, but it looks like you either overestimated her, or underestimated Shloggy, didn't you?
Well, that was the weirdest tale I've ever told, but hey, you asked for it. True, Connie "mellowing out" has been gaining lately, but most of you clicked on in the poll, and then that prologue picture ( [link] ) I put up a few days ago turned out to cause so much buzz, so I had no choice, did I? Wonder if that excuse will work on Connie... then again, the full-body tentacle-treatment she received seems to have been so traumatic for her that she's blocked it out. Most of it, anyway; someone offered to take her out for calamari the other day, and she clamped her arms down to her sides and emitted a single shrill giggle before she knew what she was doing, so maybe not.
Well, it looks like Angel Falls has a new resident in the form of what could be classified as a Lovecraftian horror, huh? Sho'ologni'aggy, Sho'ologni'aggy... he doesn't seem to be listen in my copy of the Necronomicon... Well, I'll be visiting relatives in Dunwich soon, so maybe I'll swing by Arkham and see what the folks at Miskatonic U have to say about him.
This weird tale took place in , a place that's going to have trouble once summer comes and more young ladies decide to venture out for some fun in the sun. owns the mentioned Soviet Superwoman and Genocide, and is the creator of Agent Red, who Craig really seems to have a thing for.
I guess I have to claim responsibility for Shloggy, and the Crimson Conservative is copyright 2009 to me.
Comments welcome, even if it's just to ask . Seriously though, I am wondering if you think I should have prolonged Connie’s ordeal and described it in more detail, or if I was perverse enough as it is…
Well, that was the weirdest tale I've ever told, but hey, you asked for it. True, Connie "mellowing out" has been gaining lately, but most of you clicked on in the poll, and then that prologue picture ( [link] ) I put up a few days ago turned out to cause so much buzz, so I had no choice, did I? Wonder if that excuse will work on Connie... then again, the full-body tentacle-treatment she received seems to have been so traumatic for her that she's blocked it out. Most of it, anyway; someone offered to take her out for calamari the other day, and she clamped her arms down to her sides and emitted a single shrill giggle before she knew what she was doing, so maybe not.
Well, it looks like Angel Falls has a new resident in the form of what could be classified as a Lovecraftian horror, huh? Sho'ologni'aggy, Sho'ologni'aggy... he doesn't seem to be listen in my copy of the Necronomicon... Well, I'll be visiting relatives in Dunwich soon, so maybe I'll swing by Arkham and see what the folks at Miskatonic U have to say about him.
This weird tale took place in , a place that's going to have trouble once summer comes and more young ladies decide to venture out for some fun in the sun. owns the mentioned Soviet Superwoman and Genocide, and is the creator of Agent Red, who Craig really seems to have a thing for.
I guess I have to claim responsibility for Shloggy, and the Crimson Conservative is copyright 2009 to me.
Comments welcome, even if it's just to ask . Seriously though, I am wondering if you think I should have prolonged Connie’s ordeal and described it in more detail, or if I was perverse enough as it is…
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Haha, good fun story. There is a lot going on here with a Lovecraft themed tickling beastie, a drunk action heroine and the babewatch phonecall cracked me up. Bravo!