He keeps you as a Trophy (Trophy ending)

"Than again." The alien says with a bit of a chuckle. "These soles of yours are extra soft... and that little giggle of yours is like Devine music to my ears." He chuckles again and gives your soles another long tickle with one of his horrible, feathery appendages, sending you into an uncontrollable fit of giggling, your eyes watering up. Your soles have been made so sensitive by whatever this monster did to you, it tickles so bad your toes scrunch in a vain attempt to bat him away! "I think I'll keep you mounted on the wall after all. Furniture girls don't giggle and I'd miss that sound so much." Your heart sinks more at this. You just got told that your fate is to forever be a disembodied head and a pair of incredibly sensitive feet forever mounted on this sicko's wall.

"Since you gonna be hear awhile, I guess it's time I explain your fate. As you no doubt figured out, I love the feet of your species. Women and girls especially. And the sound ya'll make when I tickle ya is heavenly! So I started being a contestant on that there how ya'll was caught on to start my beautiful collection!" He gestures around the room and your eyes follow. As you saw before al his Trophies are female and most of them are mounted on the walls, squirming in vain like you (though a couple don't seem to mind their fate and instead on fighting it, almost sound like they are pleading to be tickled! Of god, please don't let me become like that! You think to yourself) And others are arranged as furniture, like the bear girl. There's a couple doing handstands with their feet permantanly scrunched to serve as gun racks! A chair sits in the middle, you notice it is made of two girls doing an incredible balancing act on each other. This place is a nightmare! And it's now your new home for eternity! You start to cry again.

"Oh don't cry Cher'!" the monster says with what you think is a smile. "In time your mind will break and you'll become a willing tickle trophy, Like Bethany here. Isn't that right Bethany?" HE removes the gag of one of the willing girls, a very cute blonde, and she giggles happily. "Oh Yes master. Please! Please tickle my poor feet! They crave your feathery touch" She actually is begging him! If you could throw up you would. You watch in horror as he obliges and begins tickling the girl's feet. She both Laughs and moans in pleasure It makes you sick... He puts her gag back on and she sighs as she scrunches her feet for him, clearly wanting more! He moves back to you. "You'll learn your place soon enough and become one of the good ones I promise." He says as he starts tickling you again.... Thus starting your slow decent into madness as you laugh and cry.

Years go by and your mind does indeed finally snap. You become one of his favorite trophies, moaning happily and laughing at his touch. All you ever think about is having your feet licked, sniffed and tickled by your master. Eventfully he moves you to his more...personal collection in his room where your feet and mouth are happily used in more.. Personal ways. Who knew Feathery TIckle monsters had such big cocks?!