Karmilla is in sheer terror as the ghastly spider with the witch’s greenish face gingerly creeps down towards her like some hideous pig on stilts. She can feel the reverberation on the webbing with each suspended step across the lines, and when she dares to look up again – THE WITCH IS RIGHT IN HER FACE!
Karmilla screams loudly and madly attempts to free herself again. Though totally ineffectual, the motion as they both bounce around balanced on the web above the crevice has the old witch cackling with glee, “Yes! Yes! Struggle with all your might, my pretty one! It gives me the greatest thrill when in this form.” And Karmilla again sneaks a terrified glance up to see that the spider is still straddling the web directly above her, staring intently at her flexing tummy as she breathes in short bursts, scared out of her mind by the long, icky black legs that appear to be collecting webbing from the spider’s bloated abdomen for some undoubtedly nefarious use.
“Please! I come in peace! I only seek a troll’s tooth for a spell I intend on casting, oh sorceress! As soon as I find one, I swear: I will depart your domain. I promise!”, sobs Karmilla.
And suddenly, the horrid witch’s head bobs so she is looking directly down at Karmilla from above, as she smiles and says, “But dearie, what’s the hurry! Don’t you wish to stay and gossip with an old lady, lonely here on this forlorn mount amidst the stinking trolls and mountain goats?”, she asks, then covers Karmilla’s mouth with one of her awful appendages while another ever-so-slightly glances its tip slowly along Karmilla’s taut belly, causing her to flinch and make a spastic sound before the witch begins to tickle her torso in earnest.
Karmilla is now thrashing and crying-out in laughter under the huge spider leg covering her mouth, while two of the witch’s legs begin teasing and poking all over her smooth, sensitive midsection, causing even more screams of laughter and contorted movements fighting the web as the old spider-formed witch laughs and asks, “Please dearie! At least favor me with the spell a pretty thing like yourself would be using a troll’s tooth for, pray tell?
“Hee Hee! If you’d stop…AH! NONONO! Ahahahahaha…nononooo!”, was all that Karmilla could get out before the witch was ruthlessly tickle-attacking the pretty younger witch again, this time, another spider arm began tickling around Karmilla’s tender armpits and exposed areas of her breasts.
The older witch is delighted at Karmilla’s sensitivity as she glares down, obviously relishing the sight of the young beauty desperately trying to shield her helplessly caught body from her leisurely dalliance, It’s been a while since I studied my arcane spell-casting texts, but weren’t troll teeth typically used for necromancy and other black arts? Now, why would a tender, darling girl like you need to be dabbling in such dark arts, child?”, but she continued teasing and prodding her, so Karmilla could only manage more spurts of “Stop!” and “Nooohohoho!” before falling into silent laughter at her terrible plight.
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