Rogue... an X-Men tickle tale...

This is my first one so bear with me here...

It was an unusually hot day in upstate New York. Rogue was at the mansion alone. Professor X was away at a three day seminar as a guest speaker on modern genetics. Wolverine was on a hunting trip, and only he knows how long those take. The rest of the X-Men were out shopping
and Rogue felt like being by herself today.

It was nearing noon, and she decided to go up on the roof and lay in the sun, she couldn't tan or burn because of her near invulerability, but the heat always felt good and reminded her of her home in the south.

She was dressed in a red one piece bathing suit, which was very form fitting and left little to the imagination. She didn't take her sandals, since nothing could normally hurt her feet when she wasn't on a mission she just left them bare.

"Yow, that's a little too hot for me." She said and floated off the roof a few feet.

Despite her invulnerability, she could still feel the hot metal of the roof starting to warm her soles so she quickly laid out her folding chair and laid down.

"Ahh, much better, time for a nap."

Minutes later, she could feel the hot sun start to burn a little, "That's odd," she said sitting up. "This never got too hot for me before. Shoot I hope I'm not getting weak or anything." She took to the air up and tossed the chair off the roof into the yard, it landed only a few feet away.

"Huh?" she said puzzled, "I am getting weak."

Suddenly Rogue could hear an abrasive metallic voice, "Yes my dear Rogue, I've hidden some power dampening robots inside the X-Men estate and decided to activate them when you were alone."

She knew the voice all too well, it was Mr.Sinister, one of the X-Men's deadliest enemies and a shapeshifter of high talent.

Rogue felt her powers leave her totally as she fell to the roof, the hot metal burned, "Yow!" she yelped as she jumped up to her feet.

"Careful girl, it's hot up there hahahahahhahaha." the voice laughed as Rogue began to hop from one hot foot to the other, trying not to let her now very soft soles sizzle on the hot roof.

"I've heard of a cat on a hot tin roof but this is ridiculous, I'd better try the door." She quickly hopped over, luckily she left it unlocked. She hopped in and locked it behind her.

Before she could turn around, a robot was in her face, spraying a warm mist.

Rogue felt dizzy then everything turned black...

She awoke, minutes later to find herself strapped to a table. She was in the X-Men's medical infirmary, with Sinister standing above her smiling eerily.

"Hello Rogue, did you enjoy your nap?"

"Let me go Sinister! You know the rest of the X-Men will be here any time now."

"Oh I don't think so, the drove to the mall today, and without their precious Blackbird jet they'll be stuck in traffic for hours."

"What do you want with me?" Rogue said, tugging at her bonds.

"Well before I became the Sinister you all know and love, I was a brilliant young man named Nathaniel Essex. I had human desires and I have always been curiuos of just how ticklish you X-Women are."

Rogue's green eyes grew wide as she looked at him fearfully. "You're not gonna... tickle me are you?"

"Not going to what?" Sinister smiled, picking up a feather from a tool tray.

"TICKLE ME!" Rogue yelled, more scared the mad.

"Tickle you?" Sinister grinned, "what a marvelous idea." He laughed as he slowly glided the feather up her soft arches....

TO BE CONTINUED....

Why... why why...why why why... why why why why... why why why why WHY... did u stop as soon as the tickling started?!

NOOOOOOOOOO

FOR CHRIST SAKE MAN! WHY DID YOU DO THAT? No but seriously, please make a part 2!!

Part 2

"Tickle you?" Sinister grinned, "what a marvelous idea." He laughed as he slowly glided the feather up her soft arches....

"Nnnnnnnoooo....aahaaaaahahhahahhahahehhehehe... nooo...tickles..." Rogue laughed hysterically, she was not used to being touched, especially on her feet.

Sinister stopped tickling her briefly. "My.. my... ticklish are we?"

"Let me go you bast...ahhhh! eeeehahahhaha...." He cut her off mid sentence by tickling her again, this time moving the soft feather between her toes. She couldn't even pull her feet away, or scrunch her toes, being totally paralyzed by the tickling.

Sinister stopped again. "Well, those soft little feet of yours are very ticklish, now, what about the rest of you?" He pressed a button and 3 robots floated over to the table, each of them had mechanical hands with warm velvet gloves covering them, and feathers on the fingertips.

"Number one," the robot beeped at the sound of his voice. "Probe her sides and underarms." The robot beeped again and Rogue closed her eyes tightly, awaiting the tickling.

The robot started to softly tickle up both her sides, starting with a gentle soft caress, then quickly turned to a gently poking tickle.

"Nnnnnnoooo....eeeeeheeehehhehehheheee...s..stop... t..tickles....hahahhahhahahahhaaa." Rogue giggled helplessly as she tossed her head from side to side.

The robot moved it's mechanical fingers quickly up and down her sides as Sinister watched. "Number one, cease operation." Thr robot beeped and moved away. "Number two, prober her feet and legs." The robot beeped and began floating over.

"No!" Rogue screamed, "Stop this... I can't stand to be tickled!"

Sinister halted the robot, by holding up his hand. "I know that already Rogue, but this is fun that I just can't resist, besides the fun for me, this is helping my research immensely, now I understand why your power came into effect. Tell me Rogue, were you always this ticklish?" Sinister grinned and stared into her eyes.

"Yes," she said weakily, "They used to tickle me all the time, and I would have done anything to make it stop, and wished nobody could ever tickle me again." A tear ran down her cheek as she realized that all this time, her curse of physical contact was manifested because of her strong inner desire.

"Oh, how tragic." Sinister said mockingly, "Number two continue..."
Rogue's body began to tense as the robot began at the top of her thighs and began tickling her relentlessly.

"AHAHHHAHAHHAHHAHAHAAA....S..SSS...STOP! EEEEHEHHEHHEEE.... TTTT...TICKLES!!! PLEASE...NOOOO...AHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHA...." The robot kept going, up and down her soft frim thighs, her calves and the backs of her knees, tickling every inch of her legs. "EEEEE!" She squealed and lifted her hips as the robot miscalculated and brought his mechanical hand softly down on her crotch.

"MMMMMmmmm....." Rogue stopped laughing and purred softly.

"Number two, cease operation." Sinsiter walked back over to the table. "Did my little toy find something new dear Rogue?"

She nodded, she couldn't help it, years of sexual tension had been building up inside her and all this touching, tickling...

"Number three," Sinister spoke sharply to the robot. It beeped to attention. "Tickle this spot here," Sinister softly rubbed her now dampening crotch. "But be sure to periodically inject the orgasm blocker, we wouldn't want to make a mess."

Rogue gritted her teeth, "Damn you Sinister... I swear I'm going to get you for this!"

Sinister laughed manically, "If I let you live that long my dear. Number one, number two, assist Number three, opearation PLEASUREKILL..."

I hope everyone likes this so far, part 3 will come soon.