The liquor burned as Earthsole took another swallow. "Y'all gonna be okay?" Lula-Belle inquired a bit concerned by her guttural reaction. "Yeah just a bit stronger than the stuff they normally serve at open kegs." The hippie asserted herself. "So what was that you were saying about us needing to be careful in the woods at night?" Earthsole wondered aloud as she scanned the ash and smolder that had been their campfire. "Ah was sayin' we best head back to town together. Thars a cult out here that bamboozles gals like us and tickles us plumb goofy while'n makin us smoke this crazy wacky tabaccy they grow." Lula stated taking the final slug of the clear liquor from the jar. "Told ya ah made the best shine this side of the Rockies!" Lula exclaimed proud of her handy work. "Well'n the fire's out tha shine's gone supossin' we should git outta here?" The hillbilly wondered looking at her new friend in the moonlight. "A quick trip to the little girls' room?" Earthsole begged. "Yankees can't hold they shine." The robust country gal teased smirking. "Yeah yeah." Earthsole shrugged it off already making wobly steps towards the tree line. "So you know where this cult's digs are?" Earthsole inquired as she started undoing her pants behind a tree. "Ah'm tellin' y'all their bad news." Lula warned "I mean tickling and what was it you said about chronic?" The hippie continued trying her best to squat in her inebriated state. "It's the most bamboozlin' thing..." Lula recounted a chill in her voice. "Every touch feels like ah million feathers ah teeklin' every nerve... next thing ya'll know yer lookin' inta that witches' eyes." "Witch?" Earthsole gushed imagining what a tickle witch must be like as she zipped her pants back up. "...Lula?... you still there?" Earthsole was freaking out now. "I swear if this is some dumb joke I'm going to tickle you so-" The unsuspecting hippie was cut off by a rag being pressed over her mouth and nose and a female voice whispering "SHH SHH go to sleep." "MEGAN DINNER'S READY!" Mrs. Jones called out. "AHAHAHAH CAHAHAN'T MOHOHOHO-OM!" Earthsole choked out as the vines from the flowerbed had come to life and were wraping around her appendages and vines dug into her navel and between her toes. "DOHOHO- DOHON'T." She begged watching the vine slowly bury itself into her waistband "OH GOD YOU'RE GOING TO DRIVE ME CARAZY!" our ginger heroine shouted as she bolted from her dream drenched in sweat. "I know I will... and you will love me for it." a seductive voice decreed. Earthsole snapped her head around to catch the hypnotizing grey eyes of her captor. "Who are you?... why do I want you to play with my feet soo bad?" Earthsole slurred her own words startling her. "WHY DID I SAY THAT?!" the hippie mentally berated herself. "Do not worry my little toy." The woman began stepping closer. "Nefrititi's Carnation... makes ever nerve weak to the touch... makes you very honest... Makes you want to submit to me to embrace the truth and give yourself to me forever." The robed woman continued not able to keep from smirking. "N-Nohoho!" Earthole gritted summoning all her mental fortitude. "Very well, I'm Katyusha Rasputin. You will never want to leave here when I'm done with you. Now what would you like done? "play with my feet and don't stop." the words hungrily poured out of Earthsole's mouth if she he arms were free she'd have covered her mouth. The cult leader took the dirty size 26's in hand, gently licking them. "I heheh- I- love you.- I love this.... It feels nice but Im not staying here..." The drugged hippie did her best to take control of her mind but Katyusha's every gentle persuasion sent shivers down her spine and a burning in her womanhood. "I-I won't... I wo-" Earthsole's attempt at what little resistance she could muster was cut off by one of Katyusha's toes being placed in her mouth for her to savor the earthy sweet flavor as she stroked her head with the other. "Shh my pet it hurts to think, I know. Just enjoy yourself and submit to me." Katyusha calmly commanded kissing at our favorite hippie's insole causing waves of mind-numbing pleasure to wash over her. "God, it tickles soo bad, and yet it feels soo nice,,, I want this... forever. I want to belong to Katyu- GET AHOLD OF YOURSELF!" The poor ginger fought a war inside her head. Her resistance was met with another wave of gentle lickings to her oversized peds that set her crotch aflame and made her want to get fitted for a collar like a good little pet. "STOP IT STOP IT STOP IT!" Earthsole tried to command herself half-crazed. "You will submit." Katyusha boldly claimed between kisses. "They always do."