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A static filled voice croaked out over the intercom. “Greetings friends, family, and debaters to the annual tournament.” The room’s quiet atmosphere melted away as clapping and shouts of joy overtook it. A loud buzz echoed dying down the thunderous crowd.
“First up is the Amature Division!” The intercom yelled causing the room to liven back up. Murmurs of praise and wonder swept across the crowd only for the hellish buzz to quiet everyone down again. Everyone turned their heads to the wooden stage surrounded by beams of light. Two ordinary desks seemed to be all that was sitting up on stage. Confused whispers bounced around the crowd for those that had never been to one of the tournaments. An old shrewd in a satin colored dress creaked onto the stage. Her crooked smile killed the crowd as everyone went quiet and her loud voice boomed.
“Now then, we’ll find out what the speciality will be for round 1!” The stage opened up as a large circular object rose up. The woman stood on the left side of it waiting as the disc continued to whirr out from under the stage and was in front of the desks taunting the crowd. The object was a spinner with various depictions of tickling occurring from vastly different types of things. The spinner’s contents varied from animals, tendrils, robotic hands, crowd help, the shrewd herself, and more. The woman’s dry wrinkled lips curled into an evil smirk. She clapped her hands together once as loudly as she could muster to make sure she had the crowd’s attention.
“Remember everyone, this tournament is different than every other debate tournament around the globe. We strive to prove who can keep focus, properly execute their side of an argument, and who can endure ticklish torture longer.” Her voice droned as she spoke. Her tongue slid out of her mouth and wettening her cracked lips at the word torture. She hobbled towards the spinner and reached for the leaver about four feet high. She took a breath staying still as she took in the crowd.
The entire room was motionless as they all awaited to see which type of torture would be picked this round. The old woman yanked onto the lever as hard as she could before letting go as it flew up and the spinner began. The circle whirled to life for minutes as everyone waited. The girls from each school were learning in wondering what torture they’d end up having to endure this time.
Every girl was wondering whether or not it’d land on various things whispering to each other as they waited. As the next minute began to pass the gyrating slowed and everyone leaned forward in their seats to see what it’d land on.
The teasing spinner kept up it’s evil dance for another minute or so before it slowed as much as it would slowly passing topics. torture, animals, tentacles, robotic hands, the shrewd, all of these topics flew by only for it to land on the most tame of them all. Simple hand tickling by two people in the crowd.
The room picked up and people were shouting and flailing their hands up the in air in earnest. It seemed most of the people there had wanted to be involved if given the chance. The shrewd stared out at the crowd her smirk growing as she called out. “Oh I wonder who to choose…” She tapped her chin with her boney fingers before pointing out and yelling at a set of two. It was two young teenage boys who were red in the face.
“You two! In the Boys School uniforms!” The shrewd shouted out with mischief in her voice as all of the girls peaked at and looked to see what two boys it was. The shrewd smirked and nodded as the spinner lowered itself being swallowed back up by the stage as the minute passed and the two rushed their way to the stage grins on their lips. The crowd quieted down as the two made their way on stage big grins still displayed. The shrewd reached a hand to each boys shoulder and gripped them roughly.
“Now you handsome young men, you two get to choose the two debaters!” The woman shouted and the two looked to each other grinning only for their dreams to be crushed as she pulled out a hat. Inside were around thirty or so pieces of paper each one having a name of a girl there present for debate. Both boys looked at each other caution in their eyes as they reached in and groped around the hat. The old lady began to countdown as the two were still searching trying to somehow get lucky.
“5, 4, 3, 2, 1” She yanked down the hat and left each boy holding one paper slip as they stared at her in suspense. The woman licked her lips and grabbed the two pieces of paper adjusting her glasses.
“Veronica Smith and Alyssa Jones!” The woman shouted as everyone shifted their gaze to the two in the stands. The other girls gave the pair dirty looks of jealousy at how easily they were going to get off compared to the others they thought. Veronica had short brown hair that was cleanly combed, she was shorter and had a small stomach pudge to her.
Beside her, Alyssa was tall and skinny. She had a blonde ponytail that draped down her back. The two shrugged at each other approaching the stage.
They grabbed onto the bottom of their dresses and walked the best they could through the crowd as people gazed with an almost hunger at the two’s soon to come debate. The two boys looked at enough their smirks growing as one leaned to the other. He had short brown hair and the other had longer black.
“I call Veronica.” The brown haired boy claimed a gleam in his eye as he watched the short chubby girl walk towards the stage looking up at the two. The other boy nodded and looked forward as the two awaited their victims. The girls finally made it to the stage and turned to the crowd. They gave a courteous bow as they walked towards the desks and each took a seat. The boy’s eyed their prey and went next to their respective girls they had claimed. The woman smiled at the crowd as she pulled out a small notecard.
“And now for the moment you all have been awaiting ladies and gentlemen. We will start off round one of this tournament with debate over bees and birds. Veronica will be on the side of bees in their defense while Alyssa will be responsible for defending her side on birds. The goal of this debate is to see who can better come up with an on the spot argument while managing to maintain a focus on the task at hand. May the best girl win!” The woman shouted out as she stepped off the stage and everyone focused in onto the debate.
A member of the staff came up and nudged Veronica in the side to let her know she was first. The girl flushed but nodded. Veronica stood up from her seat and took a breath. “Ladies and Gentlem-” Veronica froze up as she felt a hand grab her side. From the corner of her eye she could see the offender. It was the boy from the all boys school who had drawn her name. She continued on sighing.
“Ladies and Gentlemen I am here to defend the topic of bees. Bees provide more support to the overall world than birds.” Veronica continued on with her speech in defense of bees for around thirty seconds. The hand on her side however started to challenge her focus. The boy’s fingers were caressing the girl’s side as he fished his hand into her shirt. Embarrassment filled Veronica as she felt the pervert boy’s hand touching at her body while everyone, including her parents watched her. The girl kept going on while watching the time as the fingers slowly slid up and down eliciting small giggles out of the girl.
“In concluhehehesion behehehe’s are the best choice in terms of one or the other, they hehehehelp the environment more and cause less trouble to all involved.” The crowd silently clapped as everyone watched and Veronica turned to the boy next to her. She stared daggers at him only to be met back with a huge grin. When Veronica sat down the boy’s hand slid to her stomach and his fingers danced faster this time exploring the soft hidden skin under the table. Veronica did her best to keep quiet as the prying fingers grabbed and stroked along her skin causing her to squirm this way and that. The shorter pudgy girl giggled and jerked around as they boy feverishly groped and toyed with her.
Alyssa went on with her defense on bees with little to nothing happening until halfway between. The boy who had been in charge of tickling her until now had been merciful but decided now was his time to strike and get his best out of this. The boy stepped up behind her. He flung his hands into her sides and wasn’t as nice as Veronica’s tickler had been during.
His hands began to search and explore every bit of her side as he scratched with his fingernails careful to not hurt her but still rough as he decided to try and break her. The girl let out a loud squeal of surprise almost but caught herself and continued on with her words.
The boy smiled and his hands danced down to her hips he raked his fingers up and down tickling her ruthlessly not letting the girl have a chance.
The raking became too much for Alyssa as she teared up and let out erratic laughter. “Hohohoholy shihihihit! Stahahahp!” she pleaded to the boy who was lost in what he was getting to do. His hands continued to rake up and down as they gradually got closer to her pits.
Each rake let out another squeal or scream of giggles from the girl as everyone watched her now failure to focus due to the boy. His hands eventually reached each of her pits and he buried his fat fingers into them. He wriggled his fingers around into the soft pits with little tufts on unshaved hair as the girl begged.
“Plehehease stop! Hahahahahaha! I’m going to gehehet you back!” She yelled and cried out at the boy as he took in the sweet treat he had been given. The girl felt her humiliation sink in more as everyone watch the fat fingered boy touch and tickle her.
During this Veronica was silently laughing and writhing around while the boy tickling her had his fun. His hands continued to grope and move around her stomach toying with it’s soft surface.
Veronica threw her head back with a shriek and lost it laughing. “Nohohohoho stop! My stomach is fahahahat!” She pleaded to him through laughter and tears as he enjoyed his time with it. The boy looked up to her and shook his head a serious look on his face.
“You’re beautiful Veronica, not fat or any of that garbage.” He said the kind words before plunging his fingers into her stomach again causing her to jump up squealing. Laughter filled the room as everyone watched the events unfold satisfied and did nothing to stop any of it from happening.
Minutes passed as the two girls were tortured on stage as a result for both of their failures to last and the crowd loved it. The two boys got a bit more daring as the last minute was on the clock for their tickling. They each had apparently had the same idea and grabbed their respective victims. The girls had their shoes and socks yanked off with their feet held down onto the desk.
Veronica shook her head giggling with a grin now on her face while Alyssa gave her tickler stink eye. The two decided to look out to the two crowd with big grins on their faces as they stepped to the sides. The two girls feet were being showed off to everyone watching.
Veronica had as most expected from her overall appearance small chubby feet that looked similar to large children’s feet while Alyssa had long well maintained feet with her toes being painted hot pink. A few people in the crowd let out a short wolf whistle at the unexpected treat given by the boys only for them to decide to use their remaining time.
Veronica’s tickler had a look of perverted pleasure on his face. His hands reached down as he ran a finger along her crinkled sole. Veronica froze and let out a soft squeal as the finger touched her skin. Impatience struck the boy as his hands began to rub and grope her feet wrinkles.
“Oh nohoho! Hahahahaha! AAAAAAH!” Veronica pleaded and squealed as the boy explored her ticklish feet. His hands were covered in sweat much like her feet as the fingers slid up and down her soles. The boy gave a light chuckle as he kept up his fantasy driven tickling only for a loud buzz to erupt quieting down the gym.
The two boys looked saddened and were forced to pull away from their victims as the shrewd lead them off the stage. She took the mic and cackled smiling as the girl’s were still on display. “Well, well, well wasn’t that an unexpected turn of events? This is what happens when the girls fail their debate. They get tickled to remind them to not do so again and humiliated in front of everyone.” The woman said with an evil sneer in her voice. She leaned back towards the girls and swiped her fingers over a foot on each girl. The two girls bucked forward giggling as they were undone and got off stage.
“With that, we’ll be going into intermission for the second round!”
“First up is the Amature Division!” The intercom yelled causing the room to liven back up. Murmurs of praise and wonder swept across the crowd only for the hellish buzz to quiet everyone down again. Everyone turned their heads to the wooden stage surrounded by beams of light. Two ordinary desks seemed to be all that was sitting up on stage. Confused whispers bounced around the crowd for those that had never been to one of the tournaments. An old shrewd in a satin colored dress creaked onto the stage. Her crooked smile killed the crowd as everyone went quiet and her loud voice boomed.
“Now then, we’ll find out what the speciality will be for round 1!” The stage opened up as a large circular object rose up. The woman stood on the left side of it waiting as the disc continued to whirr out from under the stage and was in front of the desks taunting the crowd. The object was a spinner with various depictions of tickling occurring from vastly different types of things. The spinner’s contents varied from animals, tendrils, robotic hands, crowd help, the shrewd herself, and more. The woman’s dry wrinkled lips curled into an evil smirk. She clapped her hands together once as loudly as she could muster to make sure she had the crowd’s attention.
“Remember everyone, this tournament is different than every other debate tournament around the globe. We strive to prove who can keep focus, properly execute their side of an argument, and who can endure ticklish torture longer.” Her voice droned as she spoke. Her tongue slid out of her mouth and wettening her cracked lips at the word torture. She hobbled towards the spinner and reached for the leaver about four feet high. She took a breath staying still as she took in the crowd.
The entire room was motionless as they all awaited to see which type of torture would be picked this round. The old woman yanked onto the lever as hard as she could before letting go as it flew up and the spinner began. The circle whirled to life for minutes as everyone waited. The girls from each school were learning in wondering what torture they’d end up having to endure this time.
Every girl was wondering whether or not it’d land on various things whispering to each other as they waited. As the next minute began to pass the gyrating slowed and everyone leaned forward in their seats to see what it’d land on.
The teasing spinner kept up it’s evil dance for another minute or so before it slowed as much as it would slowly passing topics. torture, animals, tentacles, robotic hands, the shrewd, all of these topics flew by only for it to land on the most tame of them all. Simple hand tickling by two people in the crowd.
The room picked up and people were shouting and flailing their hands up the in air in earnest. It seemed most of the people there had wanted to be involved if given the chance. The shrewd stared out at the crowd her smirk growing as she called out. “Oh I wonder who to choose…” She tapped her chin with her boney fingers before pointing out and yelling at a set of two. It was two young teenage boys who were red in the face.
“You two! In the Boys School uniforms!” The shrewd shouted out with mischief in her voice as all of the girls peaked at and looked to see what two boys it was. The shrewd smirked and nodded as the spinner lowered itself being swallowed back up by the stage as the minute passed and the two rushed their way to the stage grins on their lips. The crowd quieted down as the two made their way on stage big grins still displayed. The shrewd reached a hand to each boys shoulder and gripped them roughly.
“Now you handsome young men, you two get to choose the two debaters!” The woman shouted and the two looked to each other grinning only for their dreams to be crushed as she pulled out a hat. Inside were around thirty or so pieces of paper each one having a name of a girl there present for debate. Both boys looked at each other caution in their eyes as they reached in and groped around the hat. The old lady began to countdown as the two were still searching trying to somehow get lucky.
“5, 4, 3, 2, 1” She yanked down the hat and left each boy holding one paper slip as they stared at her in suspense. The woman licked her lips and grabbed the two pieces of paper adjusting her glasses.
“Veronica Smith and Alyssa Jones!” The woman shouted as everyone shifted their gaze to the two in the stands. The other girls gave the pair dirty looks of jealousy at how easily they were going to get off compared to the others they thought. Veronica had short brown hair that was cleanly combed, she was shorter and had a small stomach pudge to her.
Beside her, Alyssa was tall and skinny. She had a blonde ponytail that draped down her back. The two shrugged at each other approaching the stage.
They grabbed onto the bottom of their dresses and walked the best they could through the crowd as people gazed with an almost hunger at the two’s soon to come debate. The two boys looked at enough their smirks growing as one leaned to the other. He had short brown hair and the other had longer black.
“I call Veronica.” The brown haired boy claimed a gleam in his eye as he watched the short chubby girl walk towards the stage looking up at the two. The other boy nodded and looked forward as the two awaited their victims. The girls finally made it to the stage and turned to the crowd. They gave a courteous bow as they walked towards the desks and each took a seat. The boy’s eyed their prey and went next to their respective girls they had claimed. The woman smiled at the crowd as she pulled out a small notecard.
“And now for the moment you all have been awaiting ladies and gentlemen. We will start off round one of this tournament with debate over bees and birds. Veronica will be on the side of bees in their defense while Alyssa will be responsible for defending her side on birds. The goal of this debate is to see who can better come up with an on the spot argument while managing to maintain a focus on the task at hand. May the best girl win!” The woman shouted out as she stepped off the stage and everyone focused in onto the debate.
A member of the staff came up and nudged Veronica in the side to let her know she was first. The girl flushed but nodded. Veronica stood up from her seat and took a breath. “Ladies and Gentlem-” Veronica froze up as she felt a hand grab her side. From the corner of her eye she could see the offender. It was the boy from the all boys school who had drawn her name. She continued on sighing.
“Ladies and Gentlemen I am here to defend the topic of bees. Bees provide more support to the overall world than birds.” Veronica continued on with her speech in defense of bees for around thirty seconds. The hand on her side however started to challenge her focus. The boy’s fingers were caressing the girl’s side as he fished his hand into her shirt. Embarrassment filled Veronica as she felt the pervert boy’s hand touching at her body while everyone, including her parents watched her. The girl kept going on while watching the time as the fingers slowly slid up and down eliciting small giggles out of the girl.
“In concluhehehesion behehehe’s are the best choice in terms of one or the other, they hehehehelp the environment more and cause less trouble to all involved.” The crowd silently clapped as everyone watched and Veronica turned to the boy next to her. She stared daggers at him only to be met back with a huge grin. When Veronica sat down the boy’s hand slid to her stomach and his fingers danced faster this time exploring the soft hidden skin under the table. Veronica did her best to keep quiet as the prying fingers grabbed and stroked along her skin causing her to squirm this way and that. The shorter pudgy girl giggled and jerked around as they boy feverishly groped and toyed with her.
Alyssa went on with her defense on bees with little to nothing happening until halfway between. The boy who had been in charge of tickling her until now had been merciful but decided now was his time to strike and get his best out of this. The boy stepped up behind her. He flung his hands into her sides and wasn’t as nice as Veronica’s tickler had been during.
His hands began to search and explore every bit of her side as he scratched with his fingernails careful to not hurt her but still rough as he decided to try and break her. The girl let out a loud squeal of surprise almost but caught herself and continued on with her words.
The boy smiled and his hands danced down to her hips he raked his fingers up and down tickling her ruthlessly not letting the girl have a chance.
The raking became too much for Alyssa as she teared up and let out erratic laughter. “Hohohoholy shihihihit! Stahahahp!” she pleaded to the boy who was lost in what he was getting to do. His hands continued to rake up and down as they gradually got closer to her pits.
Each rake let out another squeal or scream of giggles from the girl as everyone watched her now failure to focus due to the boy. His hands eventually reached each of her pits and he buried his fat fingers into them. He wriggled his fingers around into the soft pits with little tufts on unshaved hair as the girl begged.
“Plehehease stop! Hahahahahaha! I’m going to gehehet you back!” She yelled and cried out at the boy as he took in the sweet treat he had been given. The girl felt her humiliation sink in more as everyone watch the fat fingered boy touch and tickle her.
During this Veronica was silently laughing and writhing around while the boy tickling her had his fun. His hands continued to grope and move around her stomach toying with it’s soft surface.
Veronica threw her head back with a shriek and lost it laughing. “Nohohohoho stop! My stomach is fahahahat!” She pleaded to him through laughter and tears as he enjoyed his time with it. The boy looked up to her and shook his head a serious look on his face.
“You’re beautiful Veronica, not fat or any of that garbage.” He said the kind words before plunging his fingers into her stomach again causing her to jump up squealing. Laughter filled the room as everyone watched the events unfold satisfied and did nothing to stop any of it from happening.
Minutes passed as the two girls were tortured on stage as a result for both of their failures to last and the crowd loved it. The two boys got a bit more daring as the last minute was on the clock for their tickling. They each had apparently had the same idea and grabbed their respective victims. The girls had their shoes and socks yanked off with their feet held down onto the desk.
Veronica shook her head giggling with a grin now on her face while Alyssa gave her tickler stink eye. The two decided to look out to the two crowd with big grins on their faces as they stepped to the sides. The two girls feet were being showed off to everyone watching.
Veronica had as most expected from her overall appearance small chubby feet that looked similar to large children’s feet while Alyssa had long well maintained feet with her toes being painted hot pink. A few people in the crowd let out a short wolf whistle at the unexpected treat given by the boys only for them to decide to use their remaining time.
Veronica’s tickler had a look of perverted pleasure on his face. His hands reached down as he ran a finger along her crinkled sole. Veronica froze and let out a soft squeal as the finger touched her skin. Impatience struck the boy as his hands began to rub and grope her feet wrinkles.
“Oh nohoho! Hahahahaha! AAAAAAH!” Veronica pleaded and squealed as the boy explored her ticklish feet. His hands were covered in sweat much like her feet as the fingers slid up and down her soles. The boy gave a light chuckle as he kept up his fantasy driven tickling only for a loud buzz to erupt quieting down the gym.
The two boys looked saddened and were forced to pull away from their victims as the shrewd lead them off the stage. She took the mic and cackled smiling as the girl’s were still on display. “Well, well, well wasn’t that an unexpected turn of events? This is what happens when the girls fail their debate. They get tickled to remind them to not do so again and humiliated in front of everyone.” The woman said with an evil sneer in her voice. She leaned back towards the girls and swiped her fingers over a foot on each girl. The two girls bucked forward giggling as they were undone and got off stage.
“With that, we’ll be going into intermission for the second round!”
