Jawsie and Harmony have Kristyna’s feet trapped in their ticklish clutches, and they’re not letting up! She wiggles, squirms, and desperately tries to free herself, but the maddening tickles only send her into louder laughter and helpless cackles.

Will Kristyna manage to escape the tickle monsters... or is she doomed to laugh her way through another round of tickles?

You’ve been living under my roof, freeloading, avoiding your chores, and taking full advantage of my kindness. So now I’m collecting payment my way.

Feet up on the table. You’re getting a long overdue tickle punishment.

I take my time teasing and tickling your helpless feet while reminding you exactly why you ended up here. But then I notice something... you seem to be enjoying your punishment a little too much. Time to turn things up a notch and start tickling your thighs and hips.

Cute. Don’t get any ideas. You don’t get to do anything about that until I say so. For now, you sit there, take your tickling, and maybe think about doing your chores next time. You don’t get to cum until I say so.

Class is in session... and Kimchi and Mars just earned themselves a one-way trip to detention.

Mrs. Seers was trying to get today’s assignment on the board when these two bratty troublemakers came barging into class, talking back, complaining about homework, swearing, and acting completely out of control. Big mistake.

Since neither of them seemed interested in learning respect the easy way, Mrs. Seers decided it was time for a much more hands-on lesson in discipline. Bent over their desks with their granny panties pulled HIGH into some seriously embarrassing atomic wedgies, these two quickly learned that talking back to the teacher comes with consequences.

And when the wedgies still weren’t enough to fix those attitudes? Mrs. Sears brought out the spanking crop for a little extra punishment on their smart mouths and bratty behinds.

Let’s just say detention is looking a whole lot different for Kimchi and Mars Solo today.

You’ve spent all this time bragging about how HUGE you are, so naturally I had to see what all the fuss was about.

And... THAT’S IT?! ?

I can barely even see the microscopic little thing! All that big talk, all that confidence, and this is what you were hiding? I can’t stop laughing while I absolutely destroy your ego, mock every pathetic little brag you’ve ever made, and remind you just how disappointing that tiny little micropenis really is.

You wanted me to be impressed. Instead, you gave me something to laugh about.

Prepare to be completely humiliated.

Come spend a little morning time with me while I get ready.

I’m taking you through my regular everyday makeup routine, chatting with you while I do my face from start to finish, just like you’re sitting there at the vanity with me. Nothing rushed, nothing overly polished, just a little peek into my normal routine, right down to putting on my magnetic lashes at the end.

A quiet little get-ready-with-me moment with Harmony.

Harmony decided Tommy needed a little attitude adjustment, and apparently her feet were the perfect tool for the job. She kept teasing him by rubbing her feet across his face while he tried to dodge and complain, but Harmony was having way too much fun to stop. Every time Tommy thought he’d escaped, she’d laugh and do it again, leaving him completely defeated and wondering how he’d ended up in such a ridiculous situation. By the end, Harmony was laughing like she’d just won the most absurd battle imaginable—and Tommy could only shake his head and surrender.

Tommy, Tommy, Tommy...

Did you REALLY think you could spend FetCon tormenting all those women and nobody was going to make you pay for it?

Harmony is stepping in on behalf of the ladies. And lucky Tommy gets his punishment right after she gets back from working out.

Sweaty feet? Check.

Stinky feet? Check.

Cheesy feet rubbed all over Tommy’s face while Harmony laughs and taunts him? Absolutely.

You had your fun at FetCon, Tommy.

Now lie there, smell my feet, and take one for every woman you tormented.

You Tickle Me, I Tickle You

Fae D’Cay and Harmony decide it’s time for a little mutual tickle fun! Sitting face-to-face with our feet and legs stretched across each other’s laps, we go after each other’s ticklish feet at the exact same time.

Trying to tickle someone while they’re tickling you is harder than it looks! One minute you’re so focused on making her laugh that you almost forget you’re being tickled... then suddenly her fingers hit the right spot and your concentration completely falls apart.

Lots of laughing, squirming, distracted fingers, ticklish feet, and playful payback between two friends enjoying a little studio tickle time.

The beautiful Harmony stopped by Tommy’s to find herself a new pair of shoes!

After discovering that her first pair was a little too small, those gorgeous tootsies needed a proper measuring. Once we measured those cuties, we found a much better fit!

Yet another round of making silly faces instead of bad decisions.

This time I was sitting in my car, heated after arguing with my family on the phone and trying very hard not to say something I’d regret.

So instead of letting it come flying out of my mouth, I sat there making silly faces until I cooled off a little.

Sometimes you just have to get the crazy out of your face before it comes out of your mouth.

Mars Solo thought she was settling in for a nice, relaxing foot massage, but Harmony clearly had other plans.

Something is missing from the studio, and Harmony is convinced Mars knows exactly where it went. Mars denies everything, obviously, so Harmony decides the best way to get answers is to start asking questions with her fingers, then the tools, and eventually the dual Hitachi on Mars’s calves!

Then Harmony finally reveals what’s actually missing: the grooming gloves.

Mars keeps insisting she has nothing to do with the missing gloves, but Harmony is definitely not buying it. The more Mars tries to play innocent, the more determined Harmony gets to find out what really happened to those gloves!

Zoey is locked into the tickle stocks while Tommy and Harmony take turns tickling her feet, armpits, and knees. With nowhere to escape and the giggles getting harder to control, Zoey finally admits she’s a bit of a Tickle Slut!

Can Zoey survive Double Trouble?