Yoko's grey orbs gaze never broke from the floor. The accompanying silence was not of any help. She felt modified, embarrassed, and most of disappointed. After all she was defective, and on this island her defects were even more apparent. It was apparent that the pixies took the ability she lacked very seriously. Yoko hadn't even noticed the illusion place upon her ears. She was snapped from her mental pity party when purple spoke up again.

Finally Yoko's orbs looked up from the floor, and into purples. Te question had been another odd one. Yoko didn't like the way Purple was grinning at her though. "Y...yes I can still feel arousal." She left the answer at that, since there was no further reason to elaborate. The submissive quality in her voice had grown slightly. Why was it important to know if she could feel arousal? She was defective and that was all there was when it came to her.

"Ooooh! So you can feel arousal!"
The pixies cooed with glee. Not being able to climax, that was a tragedy in the eyes of the pixies. Butt as long as she was being able to be aroused, they culd still play. In fact, this made it all a new and novel game.

"Well, good for you, pretty nursling!", Purple purred, letting her hand slide up Yoko's thigh. Green made his way to Yoko's side. He was smelling heavily of grass. He too put a hand on Yoko's thigh, gently caressing it.

The smaller pixies were now swarming over Yoko, landing on her. Soon she would feel tiny hands on her, caressing and easing all her exposed skin.

Some of them seemed to even have climbed up under her skirt, and were tugging on her panties.

Apparently being able to be aroused had kept her admirers interested in her. She was confused at why purple seemed pleased about this. Then she felt the woman's hand slide up her thigh. This had the side effect, of raising her skirt up on her. Yoko then noticed another hand caressing her thigh, as she looked to see what is was. Her head suddenly went the other direction, as she saw greens phallus. Yoko's face was a slight blush just from that sight. It didn't help matters when the other pixies decided to lend a hand.

"H...hey don't do that." She suddenly exclaimed, as a few of the pixies began pulling at her panties. The aphrodisiac in her system were beginning to affect her. Yoko's body was becoming more sensitive with every caress of her skin. The pixies under her skirt, had finally found the correct way to pull at her panties. This caused Yoko to gasp in arousal, as moister began to wet her panties. She was also lightly panting now, as her face became more flushed. Her clothing was beginning to feel to constrictive, as she fidgeted about. Yoko was wondering why they were so intent in getting her this worked up. "P...please tell them to stop pulling at my panties." Yoko pleaded with purple the look of arousal in her eyes.

color=#BF00FF]"Why, young nurse? Don't you want us to take of your panties? I think you might want us to do that. Soon, you will be begging us to do even more.."[/color]

Purple slid a hand up the insides of Yoko thigh as she did so, fastening her grip a little. Green mirrored the movement, so that Yoko's legs where now both held so that it would be more difficult for her to try to squeeze them together.

The panties were now on their way down Yoko's legs, ans she could now feel nimble little fingers and tongues caressing her instead, even if they now seemed to stay clear of her pussy.

Yellow had gotten off the bed too. She smelled heavily of dandelions. In her hand was a large feather, handed to her by one of the others.

The pixies pulling her panties down, would hit a road block in the form of her garter. It was still clipped to her stockings, and provided a limited factor in how wide her legs could be opened. Another factor in this affair was her skirt, which fitted like a glove. Having her legs held at the thigh had limited the amount Yoko could fidget. In order to do anything to her though, the pixies would need to un-wrap her, and remove her clothes. Yoko let out another aroused pant, as she felt the pixies tongues on her skin.

Yoko had never been properly warmed up before, which placed her in a rather odd predicament. There had all ways been some trick to arouse her at an accelerated pace. This time it was rather slow, as she could feel her bosom and peaks swelling. This is torture compared to the other times. Her eyes moved around the room, as if she was trying to figure out what was going on. That's when she saw yellow approaching with the feather. She was suddenly reminded of when the pixies first came in. They had been caring those feathers, and now it seemed she was going to find out why they had brought them.

Yoko's clothing arrangement did pose a challenge to the pixies, but nothing they could not overcome, being small and good with confined spaces.

A few voices demanded that the garters and stocking were to be removed, but this was vetoed.

"No! The garters and stockings stay for now! They look so cute on her! Maybe I should wear something like that.. they feel so silky..", Yellow said, fondling Yoko's legs and getting a good feel of the smooth fabric.

Finally, a ripping noise could be heard. One of the pixies must have brought a knife, because now the panties were off. Green and Purple started tugging at the skirt, slowly pushing it up. Somehow taking off the whole outfit did not seem to have occurred to them.

Yellow knelt in front of Yoko, toying with her feather. "Do you like being tickled? We said we would make you laugh, no?"

And with this, she let the soft tip of the feather touch Yoko's skin, letting it move gently across her upper thighs.

Upon the feeling of silk stroking her sensitive, Yoko's eyes began to quiver. Feeling her skirt suddenly being pulled up, her orbs suddenly locked with Yellow's. Then she had realized her panties had been completely removed. This caused a rather unique reaction on Yoko's part. "D...don't look at me." Her thighs suddenly shut, as she tried to keep them tightly together. Her face looked rather embarrassed, and aroused at the same time. "I...I've never been tickled before, so I wouldn't know."

The tip of the feather on her thighs sent a chill up her spine. Yoko suddenly got an image of purple doing dirty things to her. Shaking her head to try, and get rid of the thought. It was obvious she was thinking of something dirty, by the way her thighs were rubbing together. This would give yellow a rather difficult time keeping the feather steady.

Purple and Green increased the pressure on Yoko's thighs, holding her legs in place.
Her squirming did not go unoticed by the pixies, who laughed and cheered with delight. Yellow continued her gentle torture with the feather.
"Never been tickled? Poor you! We will change that!"

Yellow was not the only one. Several of the pixies had fetched theit feathers, and were now brushing them aganst Yoko's face and arms, trying to find any sweet spots.

Yoko could feel her legs being pulled open again, and being held in place. The pixies would see how wet she was actually getting now. "Please don't look at me like that." The additional feathers didn't help things at all, as she felt like she was being slowly boiled. A pixie however had started to tickle her nose, which lead to a soft sneeze. Unfortunately this was the only reaction they had gotten out of her so far. In order to fully try and tickle her though, the pixies would need to unwrap her, and remove Yoko's clothes. This would open up a whole new array of places to tickle her.

"Oh, what is this?", Purple said. She let one index finger slide gently across Yoko's sex. She then brought it up to her mouth, and made a great show of sucking at it.
Yellow quickly picked up the que, and let the feather move upwards, and began to tickle the area around her sex. Another pixie, a small one, brought its own feather and took over the task of tickling her upper thighs.

Meanwhile, Pink had brought er scalpel, and was now in front of Yoko. She grabbed hold of Yoko's dress with one hand, ans started to cut at it with the sharp blade. Soon she was working her way down towards the captive asian`s chest.

A gasp escaped Yoko's mouth, as purples finger slid along her sex. She could then feel yellow's feather slowly move up her thigh. That was until it began to tickle the area around her sex. A different feather was brought in to replace yellows. Oh no, please not a feather there. Yoko's was bitten lightly on her lower lip, as if she was trying to contain something. The stimulation around her sex though, would have her clitoris start to swell. Seeing something glint nearby she suddenly saw pink with scalpel. This caused her to try and sit perfectly still; afraid the small pixie might cut her.

Pink would find out that she was going to have trouble cutting through Yoko's clothes. The layers of fabric would double, as she got to the apron over her blouse, and then triple once she got closer to Yoko's bra. The layers would then quadruple, if she got down to the medical tape holding her to the chair. Did pink have the strength to cut through all these layers by herself? After all she was only holding the scalpel with one hand.

Pink cutting, her small face very concentrated. With a little help from a few others, the uniform blouse itself was easy enough to cut through. The apron was considerably tougher, but after some effort, she decided so cut through the straps holding it up instead. Two of the others quickly grabbed hold of it and pulled it down.
The bra was left alone for now. She gave up when she came to the bandage, however.
A few of the others started to tug at the blouse, which made a ripping sound as it started to tear. The other pixies cheered at the fabric gave away.

Meanwhile, the pixies with the feathers had not given up. On occasion, Yellow's feather would sweep across Yoko's sex, brushing the maidens clit. Purple leaned closer to Yoko, and with a darting tongue she licked her ear, testing if this got a reaction.

The cutting of fabric wasn't nerve rattling enough, as it involved a scalpel a normally very sharp medical instrument. In fact Yoko's hazy mind began to wonder where pink had gotten it from. That train of thought was suddenly interrupted, as yellow's feather swept across her hardening clitoris. She bit harder down on her lip, as she tried to stay still. The ripping of the blouse would only be straight down. Until the tear was stopped by the medical tap holding Yoko to the chair. The Fabric had been loosened enough, where the pixies could gain entry to her bosom. It would still be hard to try and move a feather around in there though.

Yoko was beginning to face a problem though. She was used t creatures using her body in a quick fashion, and as such never noticed her current state. My body itches. It’s so very itchy. The dragging of yellow's feather occasionally scratched the itch of her lower body. The problem was each time it went over Yoko's sex the feather gathered more of Yoko's wetness. The feather itself was quickly becoming rather useless; as it was apparent she wasn't ticklish on the lower half of her body. The pixies would finally get a soft moan out of Yoko, as purple's tongue across her ear, and yellow's feather hit her clitoris at the same time. Yoko's grey orbs spoke volumes, as she tried to gauge the situation. She was feeling it and her eyes, and body plainly told the story.

The pixies seemed to have a blast. They were crawling all over her, gigling and laughing. The pixies must have found more wherever they found the scalpel. Yoko could hear the sound of scissor against fabric somewhere behing her, and feel more of her blouse being peeled off her back. Now several of them were underneath her clothes, more tongues and finger teasing her skin. Tiny hands were pulling at her clothes, forcing it down over her shoulders.

"Oh dear, I think you are getting a bit exited, pretty!", Purple purred into Yoko's ear."Do you want to play the fourth pixie, or do you want to see how much longer you can hold out"

The ripping sound of her blouse for some odd reason was getting her even more excited. Then again she was playing it off, as that aphrodisiac another creature had put into her system. Unfortunately Yoko had to lean forward whatever amount she could. This was to prevent the pixies from injuring themselves. This of course allowed the torn item of clothing to be easily pulled over shoulders, and down. The blouse was still only able to be pulled down to the medical tape holding Yoko in her spot.

Pale skin of her petite mounds could be seen, or they would be if it wasn't for the white lace bra she wore. Yoko's hardened peaks could be seen through the fabric though. The additional small tongues and massaging fingers didn't help her. Yoko's panting growing more erotic, as her pale sensitive skin was assaulted. Then she heard purples voice, as the woman spoke to her. The pixies had worn her down a bit, but it wasn't enough for her to give in. "I am not excited. Why would I be excited at such half hearted attempts?" She was hoping this would get them to try a bit harder; after all she wasn't convinced they actually liked her.