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a SPOooOoOoKY commission requested by the lovely , featuring their cat OCs Silky and Gochi, who have fallen into coffins with their respective theming and getting tickled to ribbons, as a decommissioned Andromeda watches in confusion. also thanks to them for coming up with a story for this- they have more motivation than me...
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Oh how magical Halloween is…between the crazy costumes everyone wore, the halloween decorations that littered the lawns, porches, and windows of every house, and the massive amounts of candy given out to everyone, there was no wonder tons of people took to the streets with their Halloween spirit. But as any Halloween fanatic would tell you, along with treats, Halloween night was notorious for its tricks, one of which a pair of cats would soon find themselves under…
“I bet I got more candy than you, Silky-!” Gochi, the orange feline, chirped as her long tail cheerily swayed from side to side. She was dressed in a vampire costume with fake fangs, which had blood dripping off of them (which was just ketchup), a big sleeveless vampire cloak draped across her back (which was just a magician’s cape that Gochi cut holes out of for the arms), and a pair of fake metal bat wings glued onto the back of the cape.
“Hah! In your dreams…my pail’s clearly more full!” Silky, the yellow kitty, retorted. She usually dressed herself in witch robes, but tonight, she had a mummy costume on. She used a bunch of toilet paper to wrap herself and her hat in “bandages,” and though it was simple, it definitely passed as a mummy. As the two playfully bickered with each other on who had the more sweet treats, they came across a house that stood out quite a bit, to say the least…among all the town’s houses, there was a big, run-down, almost rustic-looking house that looked like it hadn’t been tended to in centuries. Though, the decorations on the lawn and candy bowl left on the porch made it clear that SOMEONE lived there…
After an exchange of unsure glances, the girls cautiously stepped across the long walkway leading to the house. When they made it to the porch, they saw something next to the candy bowl…a sign that said “please take one.” They both gasped! Had they hit the jackpot? A homeowner that bought a bunch of candy but couldn’t be bothered to moderate the amount of candy their visitors took? The kitties exchanged devious glances.
“Are we-?”
“Oh, HECK yeah.” When you find a bowl like that, you can’t just take one! They both walked forward with vigor, Silky grabbing onto the bowl…but when she lifted it up, the two friends saw something that confused them both…a drawstring was attached to the bottom of the bowl and threaded through a tiny hole in the pedestal. They didn’t even hear the faint click that came with it…
“What’s- AH!” Before Gochi could finish her sentence, a pair of trap doors opened beneath the pair’s paws! Each one yelped as they fell through, sliding down slides. They both screamed as they went down, their stomachs dropping. A couple seconds of sliding later, they both flew out of the bottom of the slides, landing in what felt like a pair of padded boxes. They were both dazed by the impact but not hurt. Silky came to her senses first, and quickly realized wherever they were, it was nearly pitch black for them. It wasn’t completely pitch black, but it was dark enough that it took a while for her eyes to adjust to a point where she could barely see. She tried to rub her eyes, but when she tried to bring her arms down…
“...wha??” She realized she couldn’t! Wherever she landed, she realized her wrists were strung up by bandages. And her paws, she soon realized, were fitted through holes at the bottom of the box she landed in. Her bandage restraints gave her just barely enough leeway to press against the walls of the box, but the lid was either jammed or locked.
“Ngh…Gochi? Are you alright??” She called. She heard her friend’s voice back, but it was muffled. She could assume she was in the same situation as her.
“Yeah, but…where are we? Where did we land?” On Gochi’s end, she found herself in a similar box. Her wrists and knees were fitted in metal restraints, and her paws were sticking out of her padded prison, just like Silky.
“I think…” Silky paused to try and force the lid open again, no dice. “I think we’re in coffins! Who did this?? What do they want??” Gochi’s eyes finally began to adjust, and she scanned the walls of her coffin. Her eyes landed on an etching on the wooden surface of the inside of the lid. It was a little difficult to see, but she thought she made out the letters ‘MW.’ She got a bit of deja vu seeing those letters…and then it hit her. She remembered seeing those letters at that weird funhouse a while back! Her pupils shrunk.
“...uh…” Gochi’s voice got shaky. “I think I know whose house this is…!”
“Really? How? Who?” Silky asked, her ears perking up. But before Gochi could answer, at around the same time, the girls felt movement in their coffins. They couldn’t see what was happening around them, but they (especially Gochi) didn’t really want to!
“Silky, we have to- hahave tohohohahaha-!” Gochi’s sentence devolved into a mess of giggles as she felt herself get swarmed with a bunch of feathery objects. “Whahahat is thahahat??” Little did she know until now, she had landed in a vampire coffin with a bunch of Floffsome bats also in there, sleeping…and they had just woken up! They rubbed themselves and flapped their wings against the trapped kitty’s tickle spots. Silky heard this, and her heart sank.
“Gochi? What’s going on? Are yohohohou-! Hehehey! Hehehehe! Stahahahap thahahat-!” Right then, Silky also found herself in some tickly trouble. She felt herself get poked and tickled by a bunch of hands. She didn’t realize that they were ghost hands made out of shadow, however…not that it mattered to the poor, ticklish kitty! The basement of the old house was soon filled with the muffled laughter of the two ticklish trick-or-treaters from inside their tickly prisons…between the shadow hands on Silky and the fluffy bats on Gochi, their armpits, bellies, and sides were all tickled thoroughly inside the coffins. And outside of the coffins, their paws got much of the same! Though they both wiggled their paws against their restraints, along with the rest of their bodies, they held. Silky frantically pushed against the lid of her coffin, but even though she was at her most desperate, the lock held.
“HEHEHEHEHELPEHEHEHE!!! SOHOHOHOMEBODY HEHEHEHEHELP!!!” She screamed with laughter as one of the hands wiggled a finger in her exposed navel.
“IHIHIHIHI CAHAHAHAN’T TAHAHAHAHAKE IHIHIHIT!!! MAHAHAHAKE IT STAHAHAHAP!!!” Gochi pleaded as the playful bats from outside the coffin flapped and nibbled at her sensitive paw pads and toes. This would be how the candy thieves would spend the rest of their Halloween night, trapped in a sarcophagus and coffin to suit their outfit themes and tickled past the point of exhaustion for their attempted candy thievery. Luckily for them, these tickly coffins wouldn’t ACTUALLY be the death of them…but hopefully, for their sakes, the one responsible for trapping the trick-or-treaters would decide they had been properly rehabilitated soon!
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all characters are 18+!

GIVE ME YOUR FUCKING MONEY THIS IS A THREAT EMPTY THE WALLET NOW OR CINNY GETS IT

PIXIV PIXIV YAAAYYY

bonus content cus we all know Milky is behind this somehow, right?:

Description
a SPOooOoOoKY commission requested by the lovely , featuring their cat OCs Silky and Gochi, who have fallen into coffins with their respective theming and getting tickled to ribbons, as a decommissioned Andromeda watches in confusion. also thanks to them for coming up with a story for this- they have more motivation than me...
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Oh how magical Halloween is…between the crazy costumes everyone wore, the halloween decorations that littered the lawns, porches, and windows of every house, and the massive amounts of candy given out to everyone, there was no wonder tons of people took to the streets with their Halloween spirit. But as any Halloween fanatic would tell you, along with treats, Halloween night was notorious for its tricks, one of which a pair of cats would soon find themselves under…
“I bet I got more candy than you, Silky-!” Gochi, the orange feline, chirped as her long tail cheerily swayed from side to side. She was dressed in a vampire costume with fake fangs, which had blood dripping off of them (which was just ketchup), a big sleeveless vampire cloak draped across her back (which was just a magician’s cape that Gochi cut holes out of for the arms), and a pair of fake metal bat wings glued onto the back of the cape.
“Hah! In your dreams…my pail’s clearly more full!” Silky, the yellow kitty, retorted. She usually dressed herself in witch robes, but tonight, she had a mummy costume on. She used a bunch of toilet paper to wrap herself and her hat in “bandages,” and though it was simple, it definitely passed as a mummy. As the two playfully bickered with each other on who had the more sweet treats, they came across a house that stood out quite a bit, to say the least…among all the town’s houses, there was a big, run-down, almost rustic-looking house that looked like it hadn’t been tended to in centuries. Though, the decorations on the lawn and candy bowl left on the porch made it clear that SOMEONE lived there…
After an exchange of unsure glances, the girls cautiously stepped across the long walkway leading to the house. When they made it to the porch, they saw something next to the candy bowl…a sign that said “please take one.” They both gasped! Had they hit the jackpot? A homeowner that bought a bunch of candy but couldn’t be bothered to moderate the amount of candy their visitors took? The kitties exchanged devious glances.
“Are we-?”
“Oh, HECK yeah.” When you find a bowl like that, you can’t just take one! They both walked forward with vigor, Silky grabbing onto the bowl…but when she lifted it up, the two friends saw something that confused them both…a drawstring was attached to the bottom of the bowl and threaded through a tiny hole in the pedestal. They didn’t even hear the faint click that came with it…
“What’s- AH!” Before Gochi could finish her sentence, a pair of trap doors opened beneath the pair’s paws! Each one yelped as they fell through, sliding down slides. They both screamed as they went down, their stomachs dropping. A couple seconds of sliding later, they both flew out of the bottom of the slides, landing in what felt like a pair of padded boxes. They were both dazed by the impact but not hurt. Silky came to her senses first, and quickly realized wherever they were, it was nearly pitch black for them. It wasn’t completely pitch black, but it was dark enough that it took a while for her eyes to adjust to a point where she could barely see. She tried to rub her eyes, but when she tried to bring her arms down…
“...wha??” She realized she couldn’t! Wherever she landed, she realized her wrists were strung up by bandages. And her paws, she soon realized, were fitted through holes at the bottom of the box she landed in. Her bandage restraints gave her just barely enough leeway to press against the walls of the box, but the lid was either jammed or locked.
“Ngh…Gochi? Are you alright??” She called. She heard her friend’s voice back, but it was muffled. She could assume she was in the same situation as her.
“Yeah, but…where are we? Where did we land?” On Gochi’s end, she found herself in a similar box. Her wrists and knees were fitted in metal restraints, and her paws were sticking out of her padded prison, just like Silky.
“I think…” Silky paused to try and force the lid open again, no dice. “I think we’re in coffins! Who did this?? What do they want??” Gochi’s eyes finally began to adjust, and she scanned the walls of her coffin. Her eyes landed on an etching on the wooden surface of the inside of the lid. It was a little difficult to see, but she thought she made out the letters ‘MW.’ She got a bit of deja vu seeing those letters…and then it hit her. She remembered seeing those letters at that weird funhouse a while back! Her pupils shrunk.
“...uh…” Gochi’s voice got shaky. “I think I know whose house this is…!”
“Really? How? Who?” Silky asked, her ears perking up. But before Gochi could answer, at around the same time, the girls felt movement in their coffins. They couldn’t see what was happening around them, but they (especially Gochi) didn’t really want to!
“Silky, we have to- hahave tohohohahaha-!” Gochi’s sentence devolved into a mess of giggles as she felt herself get swarmed with a bunch of feathery objects. “Whahahat is thahahat??” Little did she know until now, she had landed in a vampire coffin with a bunch of Floffsome bats also in there, sleeping…and they had just woken up! They rubbed themselves and flapped their wings against the trapped kitty’s tickle spots. Silky heard this, and her heart sank.
“Gochi? What’s going on? Are yohohohou-! Hehehey! Hehehehe! Stahahahap thahahat-!” Right then, Silky also found herself in some tickly trouble. She felt herself get poked and tickled by a bunch of hands. She didn’t realize that they were ghost hands made out of shadow, however…not that it mattered to the poor, ticklish kitty! The basement of the old house was soon filled with the muffled laughter of the two ticklish trick-or-treaters from inside their tickly prisons…between the shadow hands on Silky and the fluffy bats on Gochi, their armpits, bellies, and sides were all tickled thoroughly inside the coffins. And outside of the coffins, their paws got much of the same! Though they both wiggled their paws against their restraints, along with the rest of their bodies, they held. Silky frantically pushed against the lid of her coffin, but even though she was at her most desperate, the lock held.
“HEHEHEHEHELPEHEHEHE!!! SOHOHOHOMEBODY HEHEHEHEHELP!!!” She screamed with laughter as one of the hands wiggled a finger in her exposed navel.
“IHIHIHIHI CAHAHAHAN’T TAHAHAHAHAKE IHIHIHIT!!! MAHAHAHAKE IT STAHAHAHAP!!!” Gochi pleaded as the playful bats from outside the coffin flapped and nibbled at her sensitive paw pads and toes. This would be how the candy thieves would spend the rest of their Halloween night, trapped in a sarcophagus and coffin to suit their outfit themes and tickled past the point of exhaustion for their attempted candy thievery. Luckily for them, these tickly coffins wouldn’t ACTUALLY be the death of them…but hopefully, for their sakes, the one responsible for trapping the trick-or-treaters would decide they had been properly rehabilitated soon!
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all characters are 18+!

GIVE ME YOUR FUCKING MONEY THIS IS A THREAT EMPTY THE WALLET NOW OR CINNY GETS IT

PIXIV PIXIV YAAAYYY

bonus content cus we all know Milky is behind this somehow, right?: