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"DANNY PHANTOM In: Paranormal Interactivity"

All it had taken was just one lapse of judgement. One very, VERY stupid lapse of judgement. Those two punk ghosts, those troublemakers plastering ectoplasmic graffiti all across the town, had seemed like easy marks just because they'd seemed like they were all bark, no bite. Most of the spirits who talked such a good game had no substance to back it up.

But these two ghosts had a plan. And they weren't going to give up on such a tempting target so easily.

How Danny had gotten outwitted and found himself strapped to an operating bench and at the mercy of Greaser and Mohawk (or so he called them) he could only guess at, but he was definitely not going to underestimate them ever again, not after they had demonstrated that they had, in fact, gotten their hands on some scavenged technology discarded from his dad's lab that, unbeknownst to him, had turned out to still be functional. Or at least it was proving very efficient now at restraining the luckless halfa - even though he was now a college freshman, and considerably stronger than in his teenage years, it made little difference compared to how strong the anti-ghost restraints were.

And these two rascals were taking advantage of this for all it was worth. They had figured out his weakness early on, and they had started out quite small. Mohawk had conjured a ghostly feather and begun using it to tease his face, dusting his nose and chin and even poking at his ears with the fluffy tip. That had already gotten him squirming and giggling, demanding what these two were doing. It only got worse from there as Greaser dug his ethereal fingers into Danny's belly, the sensation being every bit as real and maddening as if the digits were physical. Several minutes in and he was already a screaming, giggling mess, thrashing about uselessly in his restraints.

Then Mohawk just had to take his boots off...

It had started with just one finger per foot, then two, and then all ten of them were raking and scribbling all over his large, soft soles. Danny was howling by this point, not to mention banging his head against the back of the bench, startling Greaser and prompting him to fetch a first-aid kit to try and make sure he was okay. Well, that was nice of him. The checkup was a lot harder to comply with when he was experiencing a more intense tickling than any of his friends had unleashed upon him, but overall he had not ended up concussed as Greaser had feared.

This was, as it turned out, a mixed blessing.

The highlight of the evening came when both ghost boys decided to kick it up a notch, grabbing onto one foot each and digging their nails in. But that was secondary compared to the sensation that hit Danny a second later, the rough and slimy tongues running up and down those tender arches and soles, even getting at the bases of his toes. In one last desperate attempt to remain sane, he slammed his head against the bench, biting his bottom lip in a vain bid to hold back the laughs, tears pouring down his face. But alas, it was not to be.

Danny would swear his shrieks and peals of laughter could be heard all the way across the city. There was no way those tongues and fingernails were going to let up anytime soon, and who knew if the ghostly feathers would make a return later on? Perhaps Tucker and Sam would be able to hear him from wherever they were and come to his rescue, but whether or not he wanted that to happen, he didn't know. Escaping on his own was out of the question, and who knew if these two lunatics would ever get tired or bored of tormenting him until he passed out and keeping on going once he woke up again?

In spite of everything, however, Danny knew one thing for certain.

Tucker was NEVER going to let him live this down.

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Thank you for your support for last month! I had a lot of fun with this one, and I hope you enjoy it too ^^

The following is included in this reward:

  • High-resolution artwork
  • An additional version lacking the Patreon watermark and with a different signature
  • A Google Drive link to the TIFF file version with all layers - the file size for this one is MASSIVE, so be careful when downloading it!

Stay tuned for the polls for deciding this month's reward in a few days' time!

-Skaea

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