Fergey's not footloose!

After an hour of tickling and giggling from Mrs Fergeson, there is a rumbling and a stone wall slides open, revealing a huge pile of treasure.

"Yer done it Fergey!" squarks the pyrot captain "Yer can step out of the prints now!"

"I can't!! HAHAHAA! My feet are stuck! HOOHOOHOOO!"

It's true. Her feet have swollen a bit with all that tickling, and are wedged inside the feather-filled prints.

You rush over to help her, but a bolt of lightning from a mounted skull hits you, and you transfom into

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