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This choice: Taigong Wang the giggling mystic! Fishing for more? • Go Back...Chapter #3Taigong Wang the giggling mystic! Fishing for m... by: Hiccan   Taigong Wang was the youngest of the Mystic Generals. His immortality was still new and compared to Fu Xi, Nuwa or even Sanzang. As such he'd never seen anything like the Tickdema. The way they'd swept through the combined military of the resistance he doubted it otherwise they'd have been more prepared to fight against them and they're strange strategies.
Shortly after the fall of Tamamao and Orochi they'd appeared at the gates of several different holds, cities and castles. They varied in appearance wildly from the basic sorcerers and they're damnable magic, ropes feathers and hands to the lizard giants who sampled their captives using their long tongues as they carried them off to wherever they were taking the poor souls. It felt like everyday a new kind of creature spotted leading the remaining snake and fox demons and taking more captives off into the night squealing and laughing. The Tickdema surged through fortresses and villages capturing everyone in their path.
Taigong Wang had been with a number of the other great Warriors who'd taken up residence in the former fortress of Orochi. They stood maybe 200 strong. Still the godly fisherman's shrewd strategies had led them there and brought in new people daily. The coded messages he'd had carved into the deceased demons his men slew had been a particular stroke of genius. It didn't surprise the not humble deity that those plans had worked. He had been granted his divinity because of his genius tactics and the macabre messages had brought in a number of survivors. His own aspiring pupil Lu Xun had been one of those that had decoded it and had led his own ragtag band to him strengthening their would-be garrison.
Yes after all these genius moves moves it really stung that he'd been brought so low by his own foolishness. To have believed such a fool as a former bandit and to stake his own skin on his word that the area was free of the Tickdema. He'd come here on word from a bandit that there had been a few soldiers hiding in this ruined village. Taigong Wang was impressed with such a tale and felt that the risk was worth it to try to help such men and to bring them to the fortress as allies. The bandit said that the area was devoid of any of the hungry sadists that had chased them all to the fortress and like an absolute dullard he'd believed the fool!
''IS ANYONE LEFT!?'' the Divine Strategist called out to the dark forest. The only response he received was the laughs of what he assumed was the Tickdemas looking for him. His divine rod had allowed him to defeat a few of the mask wearing sorcerers earlier and aid his men but his own rotten luck had cost him as one of his soldiers breaking rank in fear had collided with him and caused him to lose it in the mud. When a boar demon had charged in he'd been forced to abandon it by fleeing.
After putting some distance between himself and the boar demon that had pursued him, Taigong Wang had doubled back to try and check on his men but found the village emptied out once more. The cast off armor and discarded weapons(minus his own rod.) did not lend themselves to the chances of their success. The pragmatic Wang had moved on pausing only to pick up a short sword to defend from the fiends that he knew were looking for him. After only a few steps one such creature came around the corner and smiled.
The creature resembled an ornate set of heavy armor. From the waist up at least. Below was...nothing. The large black breastplate adorned with feathers was simply floating above the ground. A set of disgustingly thick lips floated above the empty neckhole. A pair of heavy gauntlets served as it's arms and flew to it's mouth upon sighting him. It let out a horrifically deep giggle before charging forward at him crying out.
''Heeheehee!''
Taigong Wang started at it's reaction speed before starting to adopt a defensive pose with the short sword he'd picked off the ground. This was merely muscle memory having been drilled into him for years by Fu Xi. Given a second his brilliant mind realized that standing against an unknown enemy with an unfamiliar weapon was the height of foolishness but at that point it was too late. The monster had closed the and was already reaching forward with one of it's hands at the Warrior. Taigong Wang allowed it's reach to take it forward before dropping to the ground and letting it sail over him. He immediately set out to put some distance between them but found his free wrist encircled in an almost iron grip pulling him back and almost dislocating the divine being's shoulder from it's socket. OF COURSE if it had no lower body and was truly floating then turning around mid lunge would be no problem for it! He was off today and was about to pay for it.
''W-wait beassstahahaHAW''
The creature pulled him back and cradled him before slipping a finger under the man's robes and into the Mystic's armpit hollow. He'd never thought of himself as ticklish and honestly couldn't believe the ease with which the creature had taken him into it's arms and was now tickling away at him. He squirmed and banged the blunt infantryman's sword against the creature but it only made the beast smile even wider.
''Bad boy. Temper tantrums will get you nowhere.''
''Reeeheeleeahase me at once demon!''
Taigong Wang the divine strategist and proud general of the Mystic army barely even noticed as a third hand snaked out the open hole at he bottom of it and wrapping around his free wrist. It snuck a finger into the clenched hand gripping the sword and drug a nail slowly down the strategists palm. The childish giggling was humiliating to the proud young god and despite himself finally the gentle stroking forced him to release his grasp on the sword. At the loud clank of the steel on the ground the creature began taunting the once-proud general. The creature clucked happily and began gently rocking Taigong Wang back and forth in it's arms as it headed towards the forest.
''Wai-wait WAIT!!''
The creature paused in the attention it gave to it's captive but continued on it's trajectory into the forest with him in it's rapidly multiplying arms as a fourth now stroked his thigh through his dirty robe
''P-perhaps we can reason here? Whatever your goal it can surely be reached peacefully?!''
The hand grasping the man's hand released his wrist and traveled to his face, cupping his cheek it stroked the reddened skin. Taking a gamble the tactician twisted out the creatures arms and landed on his feet. Immediately he took off at a run yelling at the top of his for his troops, fellow generals or anyone to assist him. A pair of dainty yet extremely strong hands closed around his wrists before dragging them back. Snapping back at the force the pristine robes of Taigong Wang were sullied as he landed in the mud however this was barely noticed as his were further dragged above his head.
''Wretched demon! I am a proud general of the Mystic forces and will not be treated this by you or any of your fellow ghouls! Release me at once!''
He was instead dragged back through the mud like a whining child by his wrists. The monster drew closer floating almost directly over him. Now the hands reeling him in pulled him towards that black hole in the bottom of the creature. As own hands disappeared into it he attempted to plant his feet but instead they slipped and scrabbled in the mud making it worse for him. He was dragged into the armor!
Once inside he felt more hands attending to a number of different tasks. Some impossibly small ones wrapped around his fingers and pulled them into the sleeves of the armor, As his head entered he felt some stroke his skin and others push him until he saw the saw the welcome light of the sky. His head sticking out through the neckhole Taigong Wang realized the scope of his situation. Now the damned creature was forcing him to wear it!
He pulled his arms but felt them held tighter than he could move them in the arms of this nightmare. The arms bent dragging his own inside them along and bending the Divine over then grabbing ahold of his own ankles. The hands of the armor lifted them up into the air in front of him. Now was he not only trapped in this damn armor but he was held like a baby awaiting changing. The humiliation for the man was barely registered though as inside the horrific monster he felt it.
Millions of tiny little devilish hands! All over every inch of the skin beneath the armor they stroked, teased, scratched, pinched, poked and swirled. Both under his clothes and through millions of the little dastards tortured him and he couldn't control himself at their ministrations.
''AHHHH HA-HA-HA NOHO NOHO NOHO BAAAHA!!?''
His face burning with heat and embarrassment he didn't even notice the those damn ghastly floating lips. They turned and smiled at their captives delicious tear streaked face.
''They'll love you at the castle. Who could've thought that the proud strategist of the Mystic would look like this. Just a cute little giggly boy and that it would only take one lucky low level beast like me to catch you! I think we'll take the long way there so I can enjoy you.''
With that the monstrous lips puckered up and planted themselves on tortured master of tactics. As the monster went deeper into the forest with it's prize all that could be heard in the was raucous laughter occasionally interrupted by a loud.
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