Chapter 121(Orphan)
Giggle Worm the chaos spawn wiggled up the stairs on her 36 metre long tummy, scouting ahead for her comrades who were all anxiously waiting below on the bottom floor.
Giggle Worm giggled softly as she wormed her long soft body up the stairs, she always giggled all the time, her mouth was incapable of making any sound except giggling and laughter.
Giggle Worm had a huge happy looking smile on her face, just like she always did, no matter what emotion she was really feeling, she was only able to look happy eternally, her face incapable of expressing any other emotion, not even if she was trying to scream with horror or rage, all that anyone else saw or heard was a huge happy smile and giggling laughter.
Giggle Worm was pretty much just an endlessly repeating absurdly ticklish slender female abdomen that stretched for 36 meters, no chest, no limbs, she didn't even have a "back", just another line of more tummy where her back should be, nothing but tummy. She had a belly button every few inches along the entire length of her endlessly repeating tummies, so that the tummy flesh was in fact a long series of tummies. She was oriental by original ethnicity, pale with just the slightest tiny hint of olive pigment in her perfectly smooth skin.
At one end of her long tummy a ridiculously cute looking young Asian woman's face poked out of the rounded end, with just enough scalp to give her some absurdly cute straight black hair, and at the other end she tapered like a blunt soft torpedo, with her vagina and her anus located at the very tip of this soft fleshy taper. She had six very tiny breasts up in the first meter of her long body, little more than nipples on flat pancakes of flesh that barely mounded out of the surface of her tummy flesh. Apart from this, she had no other body parts.
Giggle Worm wasn't her original name, (her original name was Moriko Maki), but Giggle Worm was what everyone in the building called her as an affectionate nickname, either Giggle Worm, the Giggling Worm, or something along those lines.
The other restrained tickle slaves had originally come up with this nickname when she wiggled past them one day, themselves too busy laughing at the time to think to ask their titillatrices her actual name, one of them just spontaneously blurting out "Giggle Worm" as something to call the bizarre giggling creature wiggling past, and the impromptu name had been repeated by every other restrained tickle slave in earshot, slowly spreading by word of mouth from slave to slave until all the slaves called her that.
The titillatrices and Security Guardsmen had overheard the nickname, and they had seemed to like it too, and the name had just stuck. It was fitting enough. She was the worm that always giggled all the time. Giggle Worm honestly actually liked her fitting nickname.
She was something of the celebrity in the (admittedly extremely limited) culture of the tickle slaves in this tower, one of the very few things they had talked about with each other when they talked at all. Every tickle slave knew about the giggling worm that crawled past them as they hung laughing in bondage, all had seen her wiggle past them in the dungeon.
For Giggle Worm was the most successful escape artist in the building.
Giggle Worm had no actual bones in her body, just a bit of highly gelatinous cartilage in her head, spine and a few buried floating ribs in her perpetual tummy. Her brain and other organs had mutated to be capable of extreme squeezing without harm, and her entire body could stretch and contract like a worm, getting thicker or thinner at will, longer or shorter. She could thin her body enough to squeeze through quite surprisingly tiny holes, it just took a lot of time and effort to get all of her 36 meter long body through.
Giggle Worm had lungs, but how they worked with nothing but tummy was a mystery to her. She had teeth, but even those were gelatinous. She was just a long squishy soft worm.
No conventional type of bondage could hold Giggle Worm. She would worm her way right out of leather straps or metal body shackles, even if completely covered with them. Any bonds tight enough to hold her would also kill her, and the titillatrices wouldn't allow that to happen.
For the longest time, the jailers of this tower had used a sort of fishnet sleeping bag, a zippered bondage sock of fishnet that was securely bolted to the floor all along its length. They would stuff the thrashing Giggle Worm inside, zipping it closed. The titillatrices would then gleefully squeeze Giggle Worm's tummy through the fishnet, turning her giggle into hard laughter.
But Giggle Worm always found a way out of this bondage sock.
The titillatrices needed access to her vagina and anus to sexually interfere with her using massive massive foreign objects, and they needed access to her mouth to feed and hydrate her, meaning that each end of the sock needed a hole at least as big as the biggest thing being put through it.
Giggle Worm's frantically laughing body always found one of these holes, and wormed part of her gelatinous body through it. The titillatrices tried to push these body parts back into the sock, but Giggle Worm could dilate parts of her body at will, so that they couldn't fit back through the hole.
The titillatrices and Security Guardsmen would try their best to stop her escaping, but she would just slowly ratchet her way out, slipping more and more out through the hole and then dilating it to make it impossible to push back in.
It took hours, hours of desperately hard laughter as the titillatrices squeezed her tummy through the sock, but she always wormed herself free eventually and wiggled away out into the surrounding dungeon. With men and titillatrices calmly walking after her.
It was always the highlight of the other tickle slaves' day to see Giggle Worm wiggling past them in the dungeons, they would call out to her through their own eternal laughter, saying things like "off on another adventure Giggle Worm?", "you're so cute Giggle Worm!", "look it's Giggle Worm", "where are you off to?", "yay it's Giggle Worm!", and other such things, as though her escape attempts were just a fun game for the extremely cute creature.
Where ever she crawled, the other tickle slaves would cheer through their hysterical laughter and tell her how cute she was, they would call to other tickle slaves further along the dungeon that Giggle Worm was headed their way.
Even the titillatrices brutally tickling the other slaves would look up from their cruel work to comment on Giggle Worm passing by, and join the tickle slaves in telling Giggle Worm that she was adorable, and playfully asking her where she was going as though she was a crawling baby off on a crawl around the house.
Giggle Worm would only giggle cutely in response, (actually trying to scream), and would smile her eternal ridiculously cute happy looking smile, (actually wanting to look pitifully afraid). Everyone thought this was simply adorable.
Even the Security Guardsmen thought Giggle Worm was "adorable", and they genuinely seemed to like her. She was just the embodiment of cuteness, her eternal giggling was utterly adorable, and her perpetually happy giggling absurdly cute face just made other people want to smile fondly in response. She was so squishy and soft and harmless that people dropped their guard around her, not seeing her as any sort of threat.
She was popular, popular with everyone in the tower, even the Inescapable liked Giggle Worm, chasing after her had been one of the highlights of their day.
Giggle Worm would wiggle through the dungeon, with smiling happy Security Guardsmen and her current titillatrices lazily following after her. The various busy titillatrices in the dungeons did not like to leave their own current tickle slave playthings, so they mercifully didn't join the chase of Giggle Worm, merely playfully calling to her and laughing as she desperately wiggled away from her cruel pursuers. She wasn't fast, a slow lazy walk could easily keep pace with her, much to her absolute horror.
She didn't try to escape the building itself, that was impossible when she was so slow, she instead just randomly moved through the building, simply trying to delay her torment as long as possible. She would use the stairs if she could and visit other dungeon floors at random, as this always delayed her torment even longer. She stuck to the furniture choked dungeon levels, because they always had a lot of storage racks and elaborate bondage furniture to wiggle under for shelter.
She was very easy to capture, but she was also prone to injuring herself if she wasn't handled very carefully. When touched she would reflexively flick about like a worm, an involuntary ticklish reflex action, and if there was anything sharp or pointy nearby she could gash her soft skin from this energetic flicking about. The titillatrices wanted her body intact and unharmed, so everyone was very careful about how they recaptured her. The dungeon levels were always full of gash hazards, making them the best place to stick to.
At first they would simply follow her, keeping back a discreet distance that wouldn't make her want to flick, simply keeping her in sight so that she couldn't hide.
Men all over the building would be called, and the group of people following her would gradually increase as more and more men arrived.
When the group of men got big enough to safely recapture Giggle Worm, the men would then start to encircle her, blocking her escape.
Giggle Worm would giggle and smile adorably at them, absolutely terrified inside, and the men would close in all around her, hands extended to grab her!
Giggle Worm would usually try to take shelter under furniture, but the titillatrices would simply crawl in after her and very carefully and methodically tickle her out of her hiding places, into the waiting hands of the men. Giggle Worm tried her best to just endure the tickling to remain in her hiding places, but like everyone else here she was an absurdly ticklish creature, and just couldn't last long before she broke and retreated from her hiding places to get away from the hated sensation.
The men would jump on her as soon as she left her refuge, holding her down so that she couldn't flick about. They would stretch her out straight like a log with men all along both sides of her body, holding her still, and they would hoist her up.
The happy smiling men would carry her all along the length of her body, strong enough that they collectively stopped her from flicking about, carefully bending her flexible gelatinous body to get past corners and stairwells, and the men would talk happily to each other as they carried her back to her hated bondage sock, as though finding the entire incident extremely cute and entertaining.
Giggle Worm would be stuffed back into her fishnet bondage sock, and the sock would be zipped shut, and the titillatrices would resume squeezing and stroking and other horrible things to poor Giggle Worm, until she finally managed to escape again 3 or more torment filled hours later.
Horrific as this had been, those had actually been the most bearable years Giggle Worm's mutated brain could clearly remember, the years when she could escape and earn herself a brief reprieve from her torment.
Unfortunately it had gotten far worse.
One day the jailers of this tower had seemed to decide that it simply cost too much manpower each day to keep recapturing Giggle Worm several times a day, and had finally gotten around to finding a way to keep her bound 23 hours and 54 minutes a day just like all the other tickle slaves.
Giggle Worm had been injected with some drug that made her fall unconscious, and when she woke up she couldn't move, and titillatrices holding mirrors had shown her a lot of soft rubber coated sturdy thick metal eye bolts sticking out of her sides!
The heavy eye bolts were surgically implanted, tightly and immovably fastened to her gelatinous floating ribs.
She couldn't pull them out, couldn't wiggle free from something surgically joined to her very ribs!
The eye bolts ran in a line along the entire length of her body on both her sides, with every new segment of tummy having an eye bolt on each side. They ran from just after her face to just before her pussy/anus taper.
Giggle Worm had found herself hanging suspended a meter off the floor from these eye bolts, the eye bolts padlocked to rows of sturdy chains that stretched tightly from the floor to the ceiling. She had wiggled and squirmed like crazy, but she couldn't move at all in this predicament!
The titillatrices had sauntered over and begun that horrible squeezing of her tummy, but this time she couldn't escape!
She had been squeezed and sexually interfered with for 16 merciless hours, and then every single day after that she had been sexually molested and tortured for 16 hours, her days of escaping gone forever!
If she was completely honest, she had orgasmed far more times than she was comfortable to admit from the titillatrices interfering with her vagina, much to Giggle Worm's wretched shame. She was still an enthusiastic lesbian who got a horrible sexual excitement from the hated titillatrices, passionately despising them yet deeply desiring them sexually. This disconcerting desire for those she hated had only emotionally distressed Giggle Worm even more, making her hate herself and feel somehow even worse than if she had simply hated the sexual interference.
The other tickle slaves had been unhappy when the daily sightings of the Giggle Worm suddenly ceased, but they were slaves themselves, they had no power to do anything at all to bring back their daily entertainment.
Giggle Worm had simply languished in her hell, her eternally happily smiling cute face hiding all hint of her horror from onlookers.
The titillatrices seemed to be all too aware of Giggle Worm's true emotions behind her smiling face, giving them endless cruel amusement, but the daemons had sadistically not shared this knowledge with any of the mortals, so that all the mortals thought that Giggle Worm was actually HAPPY!
The worst had been the men, the stupid stupid men. The men had seen a happily smiling utterly cute face, and heard only laughter and ultra cute giggling, and they had assumed that she was eternally happy. She had no actual neck, and couldn't shake her head or nod, her face stuck pointing straight forward out of the end of her long tummy. She had been completely incapable of communication.
The men had been drawn to her cute laughing face that seemed unbothered by anything, and they had put their gross male dicks in her lesbian mouth!
She had tried to bite them, but her soft gelatinous teeth couldn't even cause them pain. The men had looked down at her absurdly cute happy face harmlessly gnawing at their dicks, and thought from her face that she was simply being playful, and had told her that she was "absolutely adorable".
During her 6 minutes a day out of bondage, she had tried to bludgeon the skulls of the men with the eye bolts sticking out of her sides. But the eye bolts were coated in soft squishy thick rubber, so soft that an eye bolt to the head was as dangerous as a bit of soft styrofoam! The men had been completely unharmed, and had thought from her happy giggling face that she was just being playful when she tried to kill them!
Even the kindest of the men had said to her as they raped her mouth, "It's nice having a girl that actually likes it, I feel bad raping the other slaves, but at least I know that YOU enjoy it".
The stupid men had thought that just because she was cute and couldn't stop looking happy, that that meant that she actually eagerly consented to be mouth raped!
Men had lined up to fuck her laughing mouth, more attracted to her cute face than her wormlike rear, and she couldn't stop laughing to keep her mouth closed to keep the dicks out of her mouth!
The titillatrices loved to interfere with her vagina as she was mouth fucked, forcing her to actually cum while enduring a gross dick in her mouth! They really were cruel sadistic creatures!
Giggle Worm shuddered at the mere memory of those stupid yucky men with their disgusting dicks, she truly had been through hell.
Like all the chaos spawns in this depraved building, she had once been a mad girl who had cracked from the torture and wanted to quit, and like the other chaos spawn she had blasphemed so badly that Slaanesh had been personally offended.
Like all the chaos spawns in this sadistic tickle torture fetish choir, Slaanesh had cruelly altered Giggle Worm to be composed of only stupidly ticklish body parts. Ordinarily chaos spawns were mutated to be good at fighting, but in this torture worship monument the spawn were mutated to be good at suffering, the only thing cruel Slaanesh wanted them to do!
Being turned into a spawn was rare for mad girls. Slaanesh found completely human mad girls being tickled ever more insane extremely pleasing, and usually tolerated a bit of blasphemy without mutating these tormented wretches. To be turned into a spawn required that the mad girl be SO especially offensive to Slaanesh that they "required" spawn-hood to become pleasing again.
Giggle Worm had only snippets of memory, and had no memory at all of what terrible thing she had done to "deserve" her horrifying reshaping, she had very few memories of her existence before becoming a chaos spawn, the mutations had erased her grip on her past humanity.
She knew that her name was Moriko Maki and that she was native to Dark Tropic, she knew that she had been a tickle crazy fanatical Slaanesh worshipping lesbian masochist, and she knew that she had eagerly and willingly trapped herself in this terrible place.
She must have been mad...
Giggle Worm the chaos spawn felt a huge sense of disconnect from the kinky human woman she had once been, she felt that she was a distinctly different person from the old Moriko Maki, so much so that she identified more with the new name Giggle Worm than the old human name. Giggle Worm was a new creature, distinct from the old, and the new Giggle Worm had never agreed to be tormented and raped in this horrible building!
Giggle Worm just wanted to live her life in peace without all of these sadistic freaks trying to tickle her all the damn time!
Giggle Worm was a very gentle creature at heart, a shy introverted lesbian who just wanted to crawl off to freedom and maybe eventually find a nice woman to settle down with. She wanted a calm and kind life, where nobody raped and tormented her. It really wasn't that much to ask.
The kinky freak Moriko Maki had wanted to be here, but Moriko Maki had ceased to be when her flesh mutated into this horrific new form, and Giggle Worm had been born out of Moriko's mutated flesh. Giggle Worm didn't want the life Moriko had so foolishly chosen, and after years of this constant traumatic abuse, Giggle Worm was well and truly sick of this building.
Giggle Worm wasn't sure why, but well over a month ago she had simply been released and allowed to flee away without pursuit for the first time ever.
She had then systematically explored every part of this building that she could reach, with only the roof and Mistress Wendy's quarters being denied access to her. She had seen a huge many naked tickle slaves holding guns, all strangely out of bondage. Giggle Worm had felt hopeful that it was a tickle slave revolution to free themselves from the building, but the girls didn't shoot the men or titillatrices, and simply said that Giggle Worm was cute and adorable when she curiously giggled at them.
Giggle Worm had been intrigued, but had eventually despaired of the main majority of tickle slaves doing anything sensible like shooting their abusers, and had despondently left the armed girls.
She had found the lobby, and had hoped to escape, but had been disappointed to find deadly plasma windows blocking all the doors to the outside.
Giggle Worm had then systematically explored every single basement level, and had finally on the bottom floor found others like herself who wanted to escape from this dreadful place.
Giggle Worm had spent more than a month with the mad girls and fellow chaos spawns, trying to communicate with them, and listening to what they planned to do. The mad girls and chaos spawns had been unique in actually taking the time to see past Giggle Worm's giggling smile, and had developed a simple blinking code for Giggle Worm to communicate with them by blinking her eyes.
The code was very basic, two rapid blinks for no, three rapid blinks for yes, four rapid blinks for maybe/unsure, five rapid blinks for please ask a different question. The others would ask Giggle Worm questions and she would answer yes, no, maybe/unsure, or please ask a different question. It was a cumbersome way of communication, but it at least made communication possible at all.
The mad girls now knew that Giggle Worm HATED this place with a passion, hated the rape, hated the tickling, hated it all just like they hated it. They now knew that behind her giggling smile she was actually screaming in horror and was deeply traumatised. They knew that she wanted to escape to freedom.
Giggle Worm had much knowledge that the other's lacked, but had been unable to communicate most of what she knew with such a limited form of communication. She knew for a fact that the other tickle slaves were also out of bondage, but had been unable to communicate this to her somewhat deluded comrades.
She also personally doubted that the "safe word phrase" was magic, and doubted that it was the cause of the recent events, but she politely kept this opinion to herself, not wanting to offend the religious beliefs of her sisters. Giggle Worm was not particularly religious, simply wanting freedom and perhaps a bit of revenge along the way.
The mad girls had completely accepted Giggle Worm as their sister and, most precious of all, they had equipped Giggle Worm with some deadly weapons at long last.
The eye bolts along the sides of the rearmost two meters of Giggle Worm's tummy now had crude metal blades fixed to them. The mad girls had found a locked rudimentary handyman workshop tool room down on the bottom basement level, and Natalia Wójcik the chaos spawn had kicked the locked door down. The mad girls had entered, found some very simple tools and supplies. Very importantly they had found a variety of different types of pliers and snips, and had found spools of various types of wires.
The mad girls had found bits of metal off-cuts in a bucket bin next to a work bench in the workshop room, all sorts of stuff that had been cut off the ends of metal brackets and the like so that the components would better fit the crazy tangle of infrastructure down in the basement. Some of these off-cuts had had holes already in them and had been cut with a pointy end.
The mad girls had collected the most useful pointy bits of metal with holes in them, and had poked steel wire through these holes and around the ring of eye bolts. They had then used pliers to twist wire as tightly as possible with their weak atrophied muscles, fixing dangerous metal points to Giggle Worm's eye bolts so that she could finally kill someone.
Giggle Worm was nervous about killing, not murderous by nature, but she was desperate and afraid. Whatever the real reason why the tickle slaves were all out of bondage for this long, Giggle Worm knew enough about how sacrificial fetish choirs worked to know that the victims were never willingly released from the choir building. Sooner or later the slaves would be rounded up again and returned to their cruel bondage, and Giggle Worm was reluctantly prepared to kill to make sure that she never returned to that hideous living nightmare.
They needed to please the blood god Khorne so that he would help them escape, they needed to shed more Slaanesh worshipping blood so that Khorne would send his daemons to help them escape. They needed to kill, or their ticklish bodies would never ever be free of this hellish place.
Giggle Worm kept wiggling up the stairs, scouting for prey that the others could slay.
Giggle Worm was a good choice for a scout. The men all adored her and thought she was happy and harmless, as she had been very careful to hide her blades from view, always hiding from view under machinery and other things whenever anyone else came down to the bottom basement floor.
She was worming her long body up the stairs as straight and stretched as possible now, so that the bladed last two metres of her tummy was hidden from view around several bends of the stairs.
Natalia Wójcik was waiting at the very bottom of the stairs, listening. If Giggle Worm was under attack or if anyone tried to walk past her to possibly discover her blades, Giggle Worm would laugh in a set pattern as a signal, and Natalia would charge up the stairs to engage the threat.
Giggle Worm had found a few completely deserted basement levels during her scouting crawl so far, cautiously poking her face through the stairwell doors at these levels to investigate, but they had been deserted. The building had many many sub levels, and at least the bottom half of these sub levels seemed to be completely deserted at the moment.
These lower basement levels immediately above the bottom level were almost all dedicated to dull roles that most people didn't get to see.
The bottom floor basement of course was a poorly lit warren of septic tanks, old disused machinery and equipment from the tower before it was turned into this depraved dungeon, reinforcing walls, and similar things no one wanted to see.
The entire floor above the bottom appeared to be a dedicated bondage equipment workshop, hectares of floor area given over to the work areas of locksmiths, leather workers, metal workers, carpenters, furniture upholsterers and the like, who built and maintained every single piece of crazy bondage equipment in this building. The scale of this operation was absolutely astonishing. From a large area of lockers plastered with photographs of family members and romantic partners of workers, it was obvious that most of the people who worked here usually were not the eternally single permanent staff members who lived in the building, but rather outside hirelings. It appeared to have employed at least hundreds of outside people during normal operations, but was deserted now. Giggle Worm wasn't sure why.
The next level seemed to be dedicated to the cleaning and maintenance of clothing and fabric items, everything from bed linen to depraved leather dominatrix outfits. It contained a surprisingly automated industrial scale laundry with astonishingly large washing machines tens of metres in length and metres wide. Clothing and fabric items of every kind seemed to be stored and sorted here, huge workshops that looked like they repaired damaged fabric and clothing items, and even a tailoring workshop that apparently made new clothing and fabric items. The entire level was now piled astonishingly high with filthy disgusting dirty fabric items, all in need of a wash but with no one washing them. Like the bondage equipment workshop, this fabric floor seemed to mostly hire outside hirelings during normal operations but was also deserted.
Weeks ago these floors had all had power, but now everything seemed dead when Giggle Worm poked her head in the doors, nothing but some red emergency lighting now.
Giggle Worm had just now crawled on up past the fabric floor, and was about to come to the next floor above this, which from memory seemed to be a multipurpose level with more than one use. The floor had multiple huge storage areas for boxes of new dildos, new feathers, and other such horrible things that had been used to torture and sexually interfere with Giggle Worm. The level also had massive depots full of drums of cleaning chemicals, some sort of office that seemed to keep track of certain stock taking, another office that did Giggle Worm knew not what, and similar extremely boring areas on that level.
Giggle Worm expected this boring level to be as empty of people as all the others, and calmly wiggled all the way up until her face was just before the landing of this level.
A sound startled Giggle Worm, making her whole long body flinch, and she listened carefully.
She could hear many footsteps and several male voices, all above her in the stairwell and heading in her direction!
Fear of being caught and tickled gripped hold of Giggle Worm, and she cautiously tried to wiggle backwards.
Giggle Worm wasn't fast, and the large group of men came into view around the stairwell before she was even halfway out of view!
The leading men were Security Guardsmen in shit stained black armour and uniforms, and all carried reeking buckets of what smelled like sewerage.
They saw Giggle Worm instantly, and huge happy smiles of recognition lit up across their faces.
"Giggle Worm!", voices called out in delight.
Giggle Worm was terrified, but her face merely smiled its eternal involuntary beaming ultra cute happy smile, as her mouth giggled a giggle that sounded both happy and adorable, her true emotions completely hidden.
"Giggle Worm, hi girl, where have you been hiding all this time?", a man asked affectionately as though she was beloved local wildlife.
Giggle Worm expected the men to approach her, but they instead began entering the doorway to the boring level, a huge line of men filing down the stairs into the level, not approaching Giggle Worm.
Every new man who turned the corner into view exclaimed in delight to see Giggle Worm, and called fondly to her in greeting as they went past into the level.
Giggle Worm was extremely relieved, and just watched as hundreds of men carrying buckets entered the level without touching her.
The last of the long line of men entered the doorway, and Giggle Worm cautiously relaxed.
No sooner had the last men entered when earlier men came back out, having left their buckets behind, and eagerly trotted down the stairs to Giggle Worm's face!
"Hello cutie pie, how have you been girl?", a man said affectionately, giving her hair an affectionate pat, of apparent well meaning intended comfort, that in practice only tickled her hideously and made her body reflexively flick so hard that her face whacked right into a wall!
"Careful you idiot! You know she flicks!, Poor Giggle Worm!", a man crossly reprimanded the first.
Other men criticised the man who had touched her, and seemed genuinely concerned if she was hurt.
Giggle Worm's face was in pain now, and she gazed in terror at the men, her face still smiling and giggling cutely like always.
"You gave her a black eye you idiot!, Poor Giggle Worm!,"
"I didn't mean to, I'm sorry,"
"Everyone stay back, don't touch the poor girl, we don't want her getting hurt even more."
More men were trying to get to Giggle Worm now from inside the boring level, but the men in front urged them back, warning them that Giggle Worm might flick again and get hurt.
Giggle Worm calmed slightly from these words and stopped trying to retreat. She bent her frontmost section of tummy up in an "S" shape so that her giggling smiling face was at eye level to the men, the rest of her body wiggling forward until her face was close to their's.
The men flinched back in surprise, but held their ground and quickly relaxed from her cute happy harmless looking face.
"I didn't know Giggle Worm could do that, I have never seen her do that before."
"Yeah, that's new. I like it, she wants to see us".
"The poor girl is probably really lonely."
"She looks happy enough giggling away."
"She ALWAYS giggles, I don't think she actually wants to giggle all the time."
Giggle Worm clumsily shook the bit of tummy her face poked out of from side to side, like shaking her head.
The men all noticeably flinched back at this, definitely unnerved.
"She understands what we are saying?",
Giggle Worm wobbled her face tummy up and down in a nod.
The men flinched even more.
"Nah, I think she is just making random movements, her mind is fried long ago."
"How can we be sure?"
"Maybe tell her to nod three times and shake her head three times or something if she understands us?"
Giggle Worm clumsily nodded 3 times and shook her face 3 times.
The men retreated a full step up the stairs at this, freaked out.
Giggle Worm just looked at them, her face happily smiling and giggling cutely.
"Wow, Giggle Worm understands us, I honestly had no idea."
"This is weird".
"Ask her something,"
"Ask her what?",
"Um, how are you today Giggle Worm?"
"How's she supposed to answer that you idiot?",
"Oh, um, does your black eye hurt Giggle Worm?"
Giggle Worm nodded.
"Poor girl,"
"Are you angry about the black eye?"
Giggle Worm considered this and shook her face.
"I don't think she is ever angry, she is always happy our Giggle Worm is."
Giggle Worm very energetically shook her face at this.
"Wait, what?, You are angry sometimes?"
Giggle Worm nodded.
"Do you get sad?"
Giggle Worm nodded.
"But, ah, you are happy most of the time right?"
Giggle Worm shook her face.
"You are unhappy most of the time?"
Giggle Worm nodded.
The men were all exchanging glances now, looking disturbed.
"So even when you giggle and smile so happily, you are not always happy at all?"
Giggle Worm nodded.
"Shit, you poor thing, I'm so sorry to hear that."
Giggle Worm was astonished by this honest empathy and compassion from one of her tormentors!
The men were all saying sympathetic words to her now, showing uncharacteristic empathy.
"Wait... Does that mean... You enjoyed my dick all those times right?"
Giggle Worm shook her face so hard that she fell over and had to remake her S shape.
The men were looking deeply uncomfortable now.
"All those times you nibbled my dick... How could you not enjoy it when you were so playful?"
"Man, I don't think she was trying to be playful, I think she was trying to bite it off..."
Giggle Worm nodded her smiling giggling adorably cute face hatefully.
To Giggle Worm's complete astonishment, some of the men started to cry.
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Security Guardsman Potts felt physically sick as the beloved adorable Giggle Worm, whom everybody loved without exception, informed them with nods and head shakes that she *passionately* hated all of them and apparently thought they were all cruel evil rapists!
"But but but, all those times you nibbled my cock to climax, with that giant smile... It was *special*, I felt so close and connected to you... I, I thought you loved me?", one of the men was imploring Giggle Worm.
Giggle Worm smiled and giggled as happily as ever, but her face wormed from side to side in a head shake of "no".
Some of the weaker men were crying, and even the stronger men like Potts clearly felt deeply disturbed.
They all LOVED Giggle Worm so much, her happy smiling face always made them feel like she was their dear friend who loved them!
She looked so happy even now, and going by her face and her giggling alone she seemed the very picture of happiness. But with nods and head shakes she had informed them that she was very far from happy behind her smiling exterior.
"How unhappy?, Are you like screaming in horror unhappy?", someone asked the eternally smiling Giggle Worm.
Giggle Worm bobbed her adorably cute face very exaggeratedly.
Potts felt a thrill of sick horror jolt through his heart, Giggle Worm was actually SCREAMING IN HORROR!?
Potts involuntarily threw up in his mouth, and miserably spat his strong vomit on the steps.
"I'm so sorry Giggle Worm," Potts apologised, still emotionally bonded to Giggle Worm as though they were dear friends.
"I'm sorry too," other men agreed.
Giggle Worm wormed her endearingly cute giggling face from side to side, not accepting their apologies.
Potts nodded grimly in understanding, that was fair. They had all spent years enthusiastically raping her mouth when she just wanted them to stop, it was understandable that she would carry a grudge from that sort of thing.
Mouth fucking the consenting tickle slaves like Maya who wanted to be here was one thing, but mouth fucking a poor mad girl turned chaos spawn who didn't consent anymore was just so horribly different!
Potts had always avoided raping the mad girls and chaos spawns in general, because they so obviously didn't want to be fucked, but he had always thought that Giggle Worm liked it more than any other tickle slave in the entire building.
It had been so fun, and so thrillingly weird to have sex with her. The wormy end of her was just a bit too gross to fuck, but the adorably cute young Asian woman face sticking out of a worm body had had a sick thrill to mouth fuck. Usually he had just fucked Maya and other gorgeous tickle slaves, but sometimes he just wanted to fuck something weird but cute enough to get off on.
It could not be overemphasised just how cute her happy young face was, absolutely adorably cute. She had had an adorable disarming charming fun smile that was so absurdly cute it was bewitching. Her eternal giggling was just the most lovely sound, the cutest happiest most playful sounding giggle of any girl in the tower, just intoxicatingly adorable and wonderful.
You just couldn't help but smile around this ridiculously cute giggling specimen, her apparent happiness was contagious, you felt better just being around her. She made everyone feel like her best friend in the world, and seemed delightfully happy no matter what you did to her.
It was only human to respond to this positively, only human to see these emotional cues as being an accurate indication of her emotions. They had all thought that she liked it...
"I'm sorry, how can we make this better?", Potts apologised yet again.
Giggle Worm of course couldn't reply to this question, so Potts offered a suggestion.
"Do you want us to protect you from getting raped by anyone else?"
Giggle Worm paused for a long time, and then nodded her deceptively happy face.
"That could work, we could make sure that no guy bothers you when you finally go back to bondage," a different man offered stupidly.
Giggle Worm flinched back at the very mention of the word "bondage", and wormed her face from side to side frantically.
Potts' heart sank. So she hated the tickle bondage too... That complicated things a lot more.
"Giggle Worm, we will do what we can, but to spare you from bondage entirely is not within our power." Potts told her sadly.
Giggle Worm slumped right down, body language utterly defeated, and Potts felt like shit.
"Don't be sad Giggle Worm, we can, I don't know, smuggle you out of the building or something?", one of the men offered foolishly.
Giggle Worm shot back up into her S shape and nodded with all her might. She then wormed her giggling face forward to give the man a brief kiss on the lips.
Potts murmured uncomfortably at this, as did a lot of other men, this was dangerous talk to be party to.
Giggle Worm was pointing her head back down the stairs with exaggerated motions, Potts got a sinking feeling.
"You want us to free all the other spawns and mad girls too, don't you...", Potts said wretchedly.
Giggle Worm nodded and extended her face to kiss Potts on the lips as well.
Potts smiled despite himself at this extremely sweet gesture, she really was truly adorable...
"Will you tell the other spawns?, It's dangerous for us to go down there," one of the stupider of the men asked Giggle Worm.
Giggle Worm nodded, and immediately began to slowly wiggle back down the stairs backwards.
Potts had a bad feeling about this, and personally wished he had never even overheard this mutinous conversation. This could end very badly!
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