Another girl has fallen victim to this mysterious universal tickle cult~ This time the ever so quiet and shy Clara, a girl as quiet as her needs a good 'laugh' occasionally~ Although it seems like she definitely isn't enjoying this little torment~ Sentenced to a lifetime of relentless foot tickling nightmare she laughs and laughs, louder than she's ever laughed, or even spoken, before~ Nobody around to help her, not even her precious little 'Mr Svarog' as they are hundreds, if not thousands of lightyears away from Jarilo-VI by now~ The lack of footwear really biting her in the back now as walking around barefoot, whilst made her feet more resilient to tough and rough sensations, has only made them more sensitive to fluffy and soft tickle tools~ Meaning she is a perfect victim for the fluffy feet roller, alongside the small little spinning fluffy brushes too~ Oh well, maybe she would have been a little less of a target if she didn't walk around barefoot everywhere~