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The Lymborough University of Tickling

Dazzler

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Greetings, folks! I got bored and decided to write a story. It's entirely improvisational, all written on-the-go in the space of approximately 15-20 minutes. It is based in a fictional town known as Lymborough, with an undisclosed location (though you can pretend it's England, as I too am from there). In Lymborough is a university which focuses around tickling, and its official name is the Lymborough University of Tickling.

This is the first instalment of my fictional story, and any other instalments will depend primarily on the feedback this one gets. Please feel free to leave your thoughts and feelings on the matter, and whether you think it's worth expanding into more instalments! :D

The Lymborough University of Tickling

Over recent years tickling has garnered widespread attention. It has become a topic of interest to many, eventually becoming subcategory in areas of psychology and sociology within schools. From this it became a phenomenon, eventually branching away from its exclusivity to psychology. This lead to it becoming its own unique subject in school, and fast forward a couple decades, it would have an actual university built around the premise; the Lymborough University of Tickling. This establishment is predominately funded for its research into tickling, with many fields of interests for prospective students to study. For instance, researches in the field of psychiatry delved into the prospect of tickling as a means of a treatment for various mental conditions such as anxiety and depression. Whilst not a sole cure, as few things can act as a sole cure for such complex and often misunderstood conditions, it made promising strides. It showed significant progress in its ability to make such conditions more copeable in patients who underwent experimental tickling treatments. These tests gave way to the modernised field of study, an opportunity for students to become qualified as a Tickling Psychiatrist, which requires a 3-year course in the subject Psychiatry and Tickling. This particular field of interest gained the attention of Rosamund Garcia, who will be beginning her extensive campus tour the following morning at 0900.

As for any student with the prospect of university on the horizon, Rosamund is feeling heightened anxiety. Often she feels her heart may rise to the surface through her throat from beating so hard. Adding to this ceaseless anxiety is the still socially confusing concept of fetishism for tickling. Whilst the recent spread of tickling as a subject has made the concept all the more socially acceptable, fetishism still remains in the shadows as a mysterious, questionable and apparently demonic concept. Unfortunately for Rosamund, and the entirety of the rest of her prospect class, this is an added stress she will have to cope with. It's comparable to the phenomenon known as ASMR, or Autonomic Sensory Meridian Response, which rose to fame on YouTube as a method of relaxation, often helping those with the response falling asleep. Surrounding this phenomenon was tremendous controversy, with it being demonised by society as a peculiar and unusual trait. Such is the reality of life, tickling currently witnesses the same fate.

Rosamund packs her supplies into a bag, triple checking everything entering it. The campus tour encompasses only the areas which focus around Psychiatry and Tickling. The facilities are extensive, and as tickling is often a hands-on experience - pun slightly intended - the courses are often 50/50 with regard to theory vs. practical. After about 20 minutes of procrastination, surpassing the time she was meant to be sleeping, she finally begins controlling her breathing and preparing for bed. She switches the light off, calms her anxiety with a video, and falls to sleep to awaken the following morning.

The alarm signs at 0730 and Rosamund's awakening is far from calm. She metaphorically launches out of bed, sitting straight up and grabbing her shirt. "Oh my god" she breathily exclaims, "Today is the day. I'm going to university" which many prospective university students are no doubt also saying in synchronisation across the country. "Let's check my bag again" and she does, unzipping the backpack and searching through her supplies. Her bus departs at 0810, and is fortunately only a 5 minute walk away. Content with the supplies, she lets out a sigh of both nervousness and excitement, "This is it" she says, "Lymborough University here I come!"

Her mother, Isabella, is sitting downstairs reading the newspaper and eating her usual grapefruit waiting to wish her daughter luck. "Hi mum!" she says with the same combination of nervousness and excitement, "Hi Rose! Ready for your first day at college?" she says with encouragement, "Yes mum. I'm so nervous that I may return home in the form of a puddle of sweat, but I'm ready" she jokes. The two laugh, as light heartedness is often the way through. "That's my girl. Go and enjoy your first day, it's only a tour. You won't have to do anything this early" she reassures. Rosamund nods, and the two exchange a warm hug, before Rosamund exits the house to her bus stop. Arriving with time to spare at 0805, she walks to the stop to find an equally shivery student-resembling man. "You here for Lymborough too?" he opens up a conversation with a little hesitation, "Yeah... You feeling the anxiety too?" she asks, and the two chuckle, already establishing a mutual feeling. "I'm Joseph, Or Joe, whichever you prefer." he says, reaching out to shake her hand, "Rosamund, or Rose, Hi Joe" she says with a smile. The two smile warmly, undoubtedly feeling a vibe but both far too nervous to admit.

The bus pulls up, interrupting their small talk, and in the distance is a scurrying man with his backpack hanging for dear life with only one strap around his shoulder. "Hold up!" he yells, as Rosamund and Joseph enter the bus. Just barely on time, the rushing man enters the bus as it sets off on its path to Lymborough. Panting, he collapses onto the nearest free seat. Rosamund and Joseph decide to sit at the back and chat to calm their nerves. "Are you from Lymborough too?" Joseph asks, "Yes" Rosamund replies, "I never expected this place to be the first to have a university around tickling. It never struck me as the area to fund it", "Me neither! Statistically Ustershire has the highest statistics of tickling, both in terms of school subjects and employment" they exchange continual small talk to one another as the bus continues its bumpy journey to their eventual academic future. It makes a few stops along the way, allowing for several equally nervous looking students to board.

The bus arrives, "Last stop kids!" the driver shouts, "Enjoy your tour!". The students make their way out onto the sidewalk. A few footsteps away is an enormous gate, beautifully gold and shiny, with a feather statue at the top. The tourguide, who is also a renowned Tickling Psychiatrist, opens the gates and greets everyone. "Welcome, welcome, to the Lymborough University of Tickling! You're going to absolutely love this establishment. I'm very happy you've decided to come along with us, and I hope we can show with this tour that you have made the correct decision!" she enthusiastically says with a wide smile. "If you'd like to follow me this way, I'll begin the tour by showing you reception and security" she says, signalling for everyone to follow her. The professional attire is rather fitting, as the guide is dressed smartly in a shirt, skirt, heels and a blazer with a golden feather stitching on it, along with her name beneath it, Georgia Fernandos.

The students are showed the usual reception and security areas, nothing too interesting, but a mandatory part of the tour. "Should you have any troubles, security will always be happy to assist you. Reception is generally not necessary to visit as you will all be issued student cards which will grant automatic access to the university, that area is more for externals and for job interviews and such like. Now, the boring stuff is over! Let's head over this way to your practical examination area" she excitedly says, as everyone follows eagerly. Rosamund bites her lip with both positive and negative anticipation, peaking through the window to see a variety of instruments such as an X-shaped upright table with straps, and a chair with straps at the armrests. Georgia opens the door to reveal the room, "Here is your practical room! As you are very aware, tickling often invokes powerful reactions, so these pieces of kit are highly necessary!" she jokes. "You there" she points to Rosamund, "What is your name?", "Oh... Uh. Well. My name is Rose" she stutters, "Hi Rose! No need to be nervous. Would you like to come over here for a second?", "Um... Sure" Rose stumbles over curiously, gulping her nerves as she turns to face the crowd of students. Joseph sticks his thumb up and reassures Rose, "Now, Rose. Why do you want to be studying the fascinating area of Psychiatry and Tickling?" Georgia asks, "Well... I... I've always had an interest in psychology. And tickling. So I am in a... A time where I can actually combine the two in academics." she explains, "Very good" says Georgia, "And are you ticklish?", "Um... Yes, I am", "That's very good! Although not a necessity for you, per se, it's often beneficial to be ticklish yourself to further understand the benefits. It's simply an unfortunate predicament if someone isn't ticklish, as they can't reap the benefits of such an amazing treatment." Georgia passionately explains. "Now, Georgia, would you like to take a seat here for me?", "Here?" Rose worriedly replies, "Yes, darling, here. Don't fret! It's nothing horrible" Georgia laughs, patting the seat. Rosamund understandably wonders about it, as the chair is the same she saw through the window, with the straps. She sits in it, and Georgia gently takes Rosamund's wrists and places them onto the armrests, before strapping her wrists down. "This, my prospective class, is one of the many tools you will be utilising to study the effects of tickling. Simple, yet effective" she explains, looking down at Rosamund, dressed in a cropped jumper and jean shorts. Georgia reaches down with only one arm and, with her long fingernail, presses it delicately into Rosamund's unfortunately exposed side and glides it up from her hip bone to her ribcage. She tries to squirm away, finding herself unable to due to the straps, and lets out a loud and frantic giggle. "As you can see, class, it's a rather effective and fun way to observe tickling!" she says, gliding the fingernail back down Rosamund's side. "Now, I must emphasise that we are hot on ethics here. There is absolutely no abusing allowed - discomfort is not something we encourage, let alone abuse of any equipment here. That is why at all times we have what is known as a safeword - useful in professional situations as discomfort will only exaggerate the conditions you are trying to treat." she explains, whilst gliding her fingernail up and down on squirming Rosamund. After letting out a little sweat from the squirming, Rosamund is able to breathe as Georgia stops the tickling and unstraps Rosamund. "Thank you, Rosamund." Georgia says.

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Great! I like it a lot! Please do continue! A tickling University is a very cool and promising premise for a series of stories, I think!

Jupiter
 
Thank you for the feedback. I will continue with a continuation of the introductory part.

The Lymborough University of Tickling (continued)

Rosamund's cheeks turn a bright, noticeable red. "Goodness" she mutters, "Who'd have thought a university course would be so perfect". Joseph sticks his thumb up again to Rose, giving a warm smile that is promptly exchanged by Rosamund. She returns to the crowd of students with a little embarrassment as Georgia continues her tour of the room. "Here you can see a standardised X-Frame, which looks a lot more sinister than just a chair with straps, but rest assured this has proven hugely effective in my treatments. You want your clients to get the maximal benefit out of your treatments, however sometimes sensitivity is a large issue. And a successful treatment does not entail getting kicked in the face!" Georgia jokes, "So, with that being said..." she ponders, before pointing at Joseph. "You there, young man, what is your name?" she asks, which is immediately met with the same nervous gulp as Rosamund. "J... Joseph" he mutters. Georgia smiles, "Would you like to come forward for me?" she asks, as Joseph nods and begins stumbling similarly to the frame. "Assume the X position as displayed on the frame for me and I'll take care of the rest" Georgia explains. Joseph does so, spreading each limb to each corner of the frame, his tall stature allowing his body to fit the frame perfectly. Georgia straps each wrist and ankle down, and points towards Joseph's midsection. "Here you can see there is an additional measure you can optionally elect - the midsection strap. This securely restrains your client so that they are not thrusting all over the place, which in my experience can be detrimental if they buck hard enough! The lower back can sometimes be placed under excessive stress from all the thrusting, so if your client is vulnerable to this, you may use the strap" she explains thoroughly, smiling reassuringly at Joseph as she takes the strap and places it across his midsection.

"I would ask if you are ticklish, but frankly I don't need to. I can already tell." she teases, as Rosamund sarcastically sticks her thumb up at restrained Joseph. Georgia points towards Joseph's armpit, slowly hovering towards it with her fingernail. "Compared to the chair, you can see you have more access to accentuate your treatments. In the chair you have limited access to the armpits, but, as you can see here..." she places the fingertip onto the armpit and wiggles it back and fourth, causing Joseph to tug at the wrists and ankles, "Accessibility is absolutely no issue!" she jokes, placing her other fingertip onto Joseph's other armpit. It isn't long before he becomes a giggling mess, unsuccessfully attempting to buck his hips and break free from the stubborn bonds. "Moving further down, we have the entire midsection at our disposal - as long as you work around the tiny strap, but that's not too difficult" she explains, irrespective of the continuous squirming and giggling from Joseph, as her fingertips trail from the armpits down to his ribcage. They continue a highly sensitive journey down each of his sides, up and down over his t-shirt, similarly to Rosamund's treatment. Gradually, Joseph becomes breathless, almost gasping out through the giggles as his entire body tenses. "And finally" she ignores, "We have the lower body. Now, the feet aren't so easily accessible, but the entire legs are" which she proves by running the fingertips over his hips and onto his thighs. They trail inward, all 10 fingertips digging into his thighs, causing him to lose all control and begin pleading. "Alright! Alright! That's enough!" he pants, barely managing to construct any form of understandable sentence in his exhaustion. "And there we are, students! Another highly handy piece of equipment at your disposal which I'm sure you will each individually become highly accustomed to in your time here at Lymborough University." she concludes, untying poor breathless Joseph and allowing him to return to the class, who all seem to have very much enjoyed the display - particularly Rosamund.

"That was awful" Joseph whispers to Rosamund over the incoherent rambling of Georgia and the rest of the class, "But I can see how that would alleviate stress." he admits, as Rosamund grins sweetly. "I'm beginning to like the idea of this course" she also admits. The clock strikes 1100, 2 hours of the tour have passed, and as a little break the class is escorted by Georgia to the dorm rooms. "As with any modern university, your first year has optional accommodation entirely funded by the university. You may stay in the university halls if you so wish" Georgia explains. "The halls are incredibly extensive with many rooms to offer, with some rooms able to accommodate 2 students and some able to accommodate 4. I recommend that you take 30 minutes to familiarise yourself with Hall A, which is where you will be situated if you choose accommodation here at Lymborough". The class heads off, some students making their way to the corner shops for a bite to eat, while others, namely Rosamund and Joseph, decide to tour around the Hall A. Hall A is comprised of 6 floors, each with its own long row of rooms on each side. Each potential room is entirely empty and on display for the students to observe. The halls are accessed either by flights of stairs or the elevator. "I've never had a roommate before" Rosamund says with a nervous giggle, "Me neither. Wanna be roommates?" he asks, gulping and hoping for a yes. Rosamund steps into the elevator with Joseph, looking at him with a smile. "Yes, sure" she replies. The two smile, as Joseph reaches out to pinch both of Rosamund's sides, causing her to let out an unexpectedly loud laugh and her knees to cave. She drops to the floor in the elevator as it travels to the first floor, while Joseph persistently pinches at her sides. "Stop! Oh my god!" she yells, barely able to contain her laughter and bodily movements. The elevator dings and the doors open, revealing the entirely empty Hall A. Eventually Joseph stops and the two alight the elevator and step into the first room.

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Synopsis: Rosamund and Joseph bond and more members of the class are introduced. The tour moves onto a science facility of the university.

The Lymborough University of Tickling - Rosamund and Joseph.

The room contains only the very essentials. An oven, a stove, a refridgerator and freezer, a wardrobe, two separate single beds, a kitchen, a dining table and chairs. The bathroom contains everything other than a bath. The curtains are black with the same golden feathers as Georgia has on her uniform erratically scattered around it - a very appropriate symbol for the university indeed. "Nice room" Rosamund says, turning to see Joseph with a suspicious look on his face. "What's on your mind, then?" she asks with a smirk, "Oh, nothing. Nothing you need to know about this very second" he says back with the same smirk, before abruptly tackling her by the hips, causing her to fall back onto the bed. She almost willingly falls back with him, the two giggling affectionately. The two briefly maintain eye contact before breaking into a very mutual decision to lock lips. They passionately kiss, catching each other's lower lips in turns and giving gentle nibbles. Their breathing increases, as do their heart rates. "I did not expect this" Rosamund breathily says, "Who cares" Joseph bluntly replies, continuing the ever-growingly passionate kiss. Rosamund reaches under Joseph's t-shirt, feeling his tensed, defined abdominals. "Oh wow" she mutters under her breath, feeling each abdominal muscle one by one. Joseph wraps his fingers into Rosamund's long, auburn hair, tilting her head to the side. His lips lock onto her neck, gripping some sensitive skin and sucking. "F**k, Joe" she moans, reaching under his t-shirt at the back to feel his equally defined back muscles. After some lip-work on her neck he begins using teeth, gently nibbling on the skin of her neck between his lips. The passion increases by the second as they eventually find themselves grinding against one another - his stiffened member poking over Rosamund's shorts as they rhythmically grind.

Unfortunately for the two, footsteps sound from the elevator they exited. "Time to get it together" Joseph jokes, as the two try to make themselves look presentable. The footsteps draw nearer until it is revealed to be a group of three students from their class. "Hey there" Rosamund says with a slight voice break, her hair rugged and dishevelled from their ephemeral yet passionate play. Joseph doesn't look too different, either, with his equally dishevelled hair and creased t-shirt. "I knew there was something between you two" one of the three says, namely Rosetta. The other two are Benjamin and Brock. They three other students, in perfect synchronicity, stick their thumbs up as they observed from the experimentation room. Rosamund and Joseph nervously giggle to each other, as the teasing three continue their exploration of the hall. The two briefly chat for a little while.

The clock in their room reads 1125, meaning they have 5 more minutes to rendezvous outside the halls. The two organise themselves, brushing each other's hair and maintaining a look that does not reveal what they have been up to. They quickly leave the room and enter the elevator, checking the mirror to see for any giveaways. "Do I look alright?" Rosamund asks, to which Joseph bites his tongue on any more flirtation lest he begin anything again. "Yes, you look lovely" he replies. They meet at 1130 outside the hall, where Georgia is waiting along with the rest of the class. "Right! Now that we are all here, it's time to continue the tour. I do hope you like our hall, you can bother with the boring paperwork later if you want the accommodation for your first year. Now, you may notice that our tour is a little concise - there are many things I have not showed you in the experimentation room, however I just want to give you a general overlook of our facilities. Next up on our tour is our science department, where all of our computers and research takes place. Like the experimentation room, in a sense, except combining much more theory" she explains thoroughly, before signalling for the class to follow her. They make their way across the path and end up at the science facility, which has a golden feather sign on the door with 'LC15'. "Oh, and just so that you know, this right here means Lymborough Class 15. The university has many classes, however the ones you need to be familiar with will all be in your curriculum. You'll be asked to meet at LC and then a number for your lectures" Georgia explains. She opens the door and allows everyone to enter the facility, which is an enormous room with two rows of computers and various observational study equipment. "Now, this is a much more extensive version of your experimentation room over at LC14. LC14 is for practicing your actual sessions, while LC15 is centred around observing the biological and anatomical responses to tickling. For instance over here..." she says, leading the class over to a large glass cylinder with a suspended mouth mask and wrist cuffs. "In here you'll notice there is a mask. This mask is worn around the patient, who is then tickled, and the cardiorespiratory effects are observed in order to better understand what occurs during tickling and how to best adapt it to be enjoyable and effective, rather than harmful. And obviously the cuffs are to make sure your patient doesn't go anywhere! As this is rather expensive equipment there will be no demonstrating - sorry Joseph and Rosamund" she jokes, "However I assure you this equipment will be very much used by you in the future".
 
Absolutely amazing story cant wait to read more!!!
 
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