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Hi everyone, first time I've posted in a long long while. To test the waters and help ease out any rustiness, I thought I'd finally finish and releast this story. No tickling as of yet, but there will be plenty to come in the following chapters as I post a new one each Sunday. In today's...

"Excuse me, madam." The woman looked up at the sound, and he couldn't help but marvel at her eyes, like icicles blazing at him from behind the thin lenses of her glasses. "Can I help you?" she smiled politely, albeit with a faintly quizzical edge tracing the question. He simply smiled, stepping...

"Excuse me, madam." The woman looked up at the sound, and he couldn't help but marvel at her eyes, like icicles blazing at him from behind the thin lenses of her glasses. "Can I help you?" she smiled politely, albeit with a faintly quizzical edge tracing the question. He simply smiled, stepping...

"You wanted to see me, Colonel?" asked the scowling redhead as she stooped under the rickety doorframe of the barracksroom. The other woman, this one taller with a long mane of black hair was sat atop a chair that looked as if it was even older than the decades barracks they were in, and even...

For A Chance Of Vengeance (Advance Wars, F/FF) "You wanted to see me, Colonel?" asked the scowling redhead as she stooped under the rickety doorframe of the barracksroom. The other woman, this one taller with a long mane of black hair was sat atop a chair that looked as if it was even older...

The only sound was the rustle of the chains that held her hands fast to the wall. Fran had long ago given up trying to break them, all she'd managed was to leave her arms sore and bruised as her ego. To have fallen captive to a bunch of pathetically equipped humes offended her pride, and it was...

The building was isolated, a mass of weathered stone and thatch roof sitting in the middle of thistle-laden fields besides a flint-bottomed lake. An aged durmast oak sheltered the house from the worst of the wind, looking even immovable than the mossy mortared stones of the house. For years it...

I'm cross-posting this story from Deviant Art. While it is a tickling story, I must add that it's mostly about building up tension and working on my descriptions, so if you feel let down by the relative lack of tickling, well I'm sorry. Without further ado, The building was isolated, a mass...

Hey folks, anyone happen to know the name of this set, or the name of the device featured in it?

I bowed to temptation earlier today and bought the interactive story 'A New Project'. So far I've found myself enjoying it immensely both as a tickle-lover and a writer for its immersive qualities. However...I think I dun broke it boss :( I was in the Feather cell, walked south by accident...

I've just tried getting onto the chatroom after a few weeks away from TMF, only to find that it's telling me I need to install a plug-in to join. The only problem is not only did I already have that plug-in, but I've even reinstalled it and it's still telling me to download the same plug-in yet...

So, like the topic says, this is a thread about who you would invite if you could invite seven historical figures to a dinnerparty. I got the idea off another forum I frequent, and it seems to be a popular topic. To start things off, here's my seven guests (You do not have to include reasons...

Inspired by may5sq1's fantastic picture, 'Dedication to Jay Edwards', (Seen below in attachments) I present a short story of my own, based on that fantastic drawing; Master and the Slave The master sits, watching her as she gracefully walks out of the shadow of the archway leading from the...

Inspired by the picture of Grigbertz, 'Anchored', (found below in the attachment section), I present a story which is my first non-tickling story. Please note; If you do not like the story or its themes, simply shut the tab and look at something else. Thanking you in advance. 'Anchored' They...

This is a sequel to my previous work, 'An Angel's Downfall', located here; http://www.ticklingforum.com/showthread.php?219086-Angel-s-Downfall-(Darksiders-M-F) As I said on DA, anyone who is willing to venture as to who the Excruciator is, feel free to either PM me or post below. The sky was...

She swung her rapier-thin blade, fast as a lightning bolt, cracking down onto her opponent's broad sword. The thunder of the clashing metal rang out across the wasteland, echoing around the long-ruined buildings left by the humans. She grunted with the effort as her foe suddenly swung at her...

Not entirely sure if this is the right place, but does anyone know what happened to the producer and the studio of 'Way Too Ticklish!'? He had some 'Tittibasana' stocks for feet and heads and used them on two videos I know of, with Tiffany and Vivian Ireene Pierce, as well as one with another...

Inspired by the picture of Grigbertz, 'Anchored', (found below in the attachment section), I present a story which is my first non-tickling story. Please note; If you do not like the story or its themes, simply shut the tab and look at something else. Thanking you in advance 'Anchored' They...

Inspired by may5sq1's fantastic picture, 'Dedication to Jay Edwards', (Seen below in attachments) I present a short story of my own, based on that fantastic drawing; Master and the Slave The master sits, watching her as she gracefully walks out of the shadow of the archway leading from the...

This is a sequel to my previous work, 'An Angel's Downfall', located here; http://www.tickletheater.com/showthread.php?t=65399 As I said on DA, anyone who is willing to venture as to who the Excruciator is, feel free to either PM me or post below. The sky was dark now, a grey haze of ash blown...