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Hi all! I posted this story some months ago on FetLife and thought I'd post it here as well. This is Part 1 of a 3-part story.
Please leave feedback!! Thank you!
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Ginny awoke at 7 AM and looked at her schedule for the day.
"Hmmm 11:00. My first tickle shoot! Gonna be great!"
Tickling was always a major part of Ginny's life. Ever since she was a little girl, Ginny always loved being tickled, which was a good thing, since she was incredibly ticklish all over her body and was the target of many ticklings. But she also loved to tickle, and she got her revenge on as many people as possible; guys, girls, young, old, skinny, not-so-skinny. They were all tickle-targets. The more ticklish they were, the more she tickled. She also had an extensive collection of tickling video clips that she enjoyed watching as often as she could.
After she graduated college, she was disappointed to find she couldn't get a job with her Psychology degree. What could she do? Her parents said they'd stop paying her rent when she graduated. How would she make it on her own?
One day, as she was watching one of her videos, it struck her: "Why don't I make money at something I love? I'll get tickled!" Her real name was Jennifer, but she figured she'd need a more catchy name, so she went with Ginny, put together a resume and a short video, and started looking for studios that shot tickle videos. They were hard to find, as they don't usually advertise. But, eventually, her persistance paid off, and she found a studio with an opening for a 'lee.
Last week was the interview. The associate at the studio told her to dress like she did in her video, a tanktop, shorts and sandals. As she stood in front of the associate, he called a woman in. She was introduced as Grace; her long fingernails were a dead giveaway that she was going to be Ginny's tickler. Grace started smiling as Grace approached; Grace hadn't even touched her yet, and a giggle escaped Ginny's lips.
"Raise your arms," Grace said.
Ginny slowly raised her arms, displaying beautiful, smooth, underarms. She knew what was coming. More giggles. Finally, with the slightest touch of one fingernail of each hand, full-out laughter poured out from Ginny. She almost collapsed right there.
"You're hired!", said the associate. "I just hope you know what you're getting yourself into."
She did. At least she thought so.
Ginny barely slept the night before the shoot. She hoped she would be able to satisfy the producer's expectations. When she got out of bed the next day, as she showered, it actually tickled when she washed various parts of her body. She quickly dressed and got to the studio 30 minutes ahead of time.
After 5 minutes of nervous waiting, Grace came out to meet Ginny with a comforting hug. She sensed Ginny's nervousness.
"I know you're nervous. I'd be worried if you weren't. That's why I came out to meet you, to put you at ease."
Ginny smiled and was, indeed, put more at ease.
"Before you change, here's something that might put you more at ease." Grace handed Ginny her payment. It was quite generous.
"Thank you!" Ginny exclaimed.
"You're quite welcome." Grace answered. "The final video will be five minutes, but, you understand, we'll have to shoot more footage and edit it down. Besides, if you're as ticklish as you were in your screentest, we'll be getting our money's worth." Grace smiled, almost evilly.
"OK, go change." Grace said "The changing room is over there," Grace pointed to a small room at the other side of the waiting room.
When Grace entered the changing room, she saw the skimpiest outfit she ever saw. It was even skimpier than her smallest bathing suit. When she changed into it, she saw very little was left to the imagination.
"Oh well," she thought. "Here goes!"
Grace escorted Ginny onto the set. It looked like it was someone's bedroom; pictures hung from the walls, and there was a curtain on one wall giving the illusion of a window. It was comfortably warm, for which Ginny was particularly happy, considering her near-nakedness. Various people were milling about putting last touches on the set.
The producer, Chad, came over and put his hand out.
"Welcome!" Chad said with a warm smile. Ginny took his hand and shook it warmly. "Ignore the cameras. Just think of this as a friend coming over and you two retreat to the bedroom for some bondage fun. You have no idea he's going to tickle you. There's no script; just say whatever comes naturally. Don't get too chatty, tho. Our customers delight in the laughter that tickling always brings. Besides, based on Grace's comments, I think your laughter will greatly overshadow anything you'll try to say.
Scott will be your 'ler. He's quite, shall we say, skilled at his craft. You two will stand outside the door, and when I say 'Go!', you'll both come in."
"Oh," said Chad, as an afterthought, "This will be an upperbody shoot.Do you want to use as safeword, or a signal that the tickling should stop?"
Ginny was wondering exactly what he meant by "skilled", but, nevertheless, said "Nope. I'm good, bring it on!"
She went outside the door where Scott was standing as everyone retreated behind the cameras. Scott whispered in her ear "Don't worry, you'll be great," and gave her a quick peck on the cheek.
Ginny thought "How can I go wrong? Everyone's so nice!".
Chad shouted "Go!", and a red light came on each camera.
Ginny took Scott's hand and led him into the bedroom. They smiled at each other, and they embraced for a minute. Then Ginny lay on the bed spread-eagle.
Ropes were cleverly concealed around the bed, and Scott reached for each one and, with the skill of a pro, had Ginny tied in only a few minutes.
Scott ran one finger down Ginny's arm, and she yelped.
"Hey! What are you doing?"
"Ticklish?" Scott asked.
Ginny giggled. "You KNOW I am! Extremely ticklish!" (She thought her audience would enjoy hearing that word.)
"Good!" With that, Scott ran his figertips down both her arms from wrists to underarms. where they lingered, causing Ginny's giggles to turn into outright laughter.
She couldn't help herself. She tried to calm herself, but Scott was certainly skilled, and she was SO ticklish! And this was just the beginning!
Her laughter filled the room. Scott immediately became addicted, and tickled her gorgeous underarms for minutes on end. But there was so much more of her to tickle!
He moved up to her neck and ears. She had no idea she was so ticklish there! His 10 fingers were like a 10 million ticklers as every square inch of her bare neck and ears were explored.
Her sides were Scott's next target. He began poking and prodding her ribs. Ginny tried to instinctively roll side to side, but Scott kept up with her, never stopping his fingers on her ticklish skin. When he skittered his fingers across her tummy, he paid particular attention to her bellybutton. As much as Ginny had been tickled in the past, she never knew she had such a ticklish bellybutton! When Scott's fingers next pinched that sensitive spot just below her ribs, raucous laughter poured from Ginny's lips.
Scott was, indeed, skilled. The most skilled 'ler Ginny ever encountered. Scott was certainly passionate about his work. He tickled Ginny from head to waist, only giving her the briefest of breaks to catch her breath. There was no escape; as much experience Ginny had being a 'lee, she never experienced anything list THIS! Scott constantly changed his rhythm so that Ginny never got used to any one touch.
He found the underside of her upper arms and her underarms the most ticklish parts of her upper body, so he concentrated his tickling skills there. His 10 fingers again acted like 10 million as they found their marks over and over. Laughter turned into hysterics. Ginny was totally out of control, and had no hope of regaining it. She was being tickled to insanity.
"CUT!" Chad's voice rang out thru the room.
Ginny was never so happy to hear that simple word. Scott immediately stopped and untied her. She sat up and rubbed the places where she was tied. It took her a little time to catch her breath.
Grace came over and hugged her, holding her close and calming her down.
"That was an amazing shoot for your first time! We have 10 minutes of video! We'll have plenty of great material for the final product." she said, smiling. "How do you feel?"
Ginny's eyes opened wide. "I've never been tickled like that! Ever! I feel incredible!"
Chad came up to her and gave her the same, warm hug.
As they separated, he said, "Grace is right, you WERE amazing! There's definitely a future for you as a 'lee! If you want it, that is."
"Want it? Yes! Absolutely! I'd LOVE to! Just name the time and place!" Grace exclaimed.
"OK, then, same time next Tuesday? Right here! it seems we have a whole lower half of your body to tickle!". As Chad finished the last sentence, he winked at Ginny.
"Next week?", Ginny asked. "How about right now?"
Please leave feedback!! Thank you!
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Ginny awoke at 7 AM and looked at her schedule for the day.
"Hmmm 11:00. My first tickle shoot! Gonna be great!"
Tickling was always a major part of Ginny's life. Ever since she was a little girl, Ginny always loved being tickled, which was a good thing, since she was incredibly ticklish all over her body and was the target of many ticklings. But she also loved to tickle, and she got her revenge on as many people as possible; guys, girls, young, old, skinny, not-so-skinny. They were all tickle-targets. The more ticklish they were, the more she tickled. She also had an extensive collection of tickling video clips that she enjoyed watching as often as she could.
After she graduated college, she was disappointed to find she couldn't get a job with her Psychology degree. What could she do? Her parents said they'd stop paying her rent when she graduated. How would she make it on her own?
One day, as she was watching one of her videos, it struck her: "Why don't I make money at something I love? I'll get tickled!" Her real name was Jennifer, but she figured she'd need a more catchy name, so she went with Ginny, put together a resume and a short video, and started looking for studios that shot tickle videos. They were hard to find, as they don't usually advertise. But, eventually, her persistance paid off, and she found a studio with an opening for a 'lee.
Last week was the interview. The associate at the studio told her to dress like she did in her video, a tanktop, shorts and sandals. As she stood in front of the associate, he called a woman in. She was introduced as Grace; her long fingernails were a dead giveaway that she was going to be Ginny's tickler. Grace started smiling as Grace approached; Grace hadn't even touched her yet, and a giggle escaped Ginny's lips.
"Raise your arms," Grace said.
Ginny slowly raised her arms, displaying beautiful, smooth, underarms. She knew what was coming. More giggles. Finally, with the slightest touch of one fingernail of each hand, full-out laughter poured out from Ginny. She almost collapsed right there.
"You're hired!", said the associate. "I just hope you know what you're getting yourself into."
She did. At least she thought so.
Ginny barely slept the night before the shoot. She hoped she would be able to satisfy the producer's expectations. When she got out of bed the next day, as she showered, it actually tickled when she washed various parts of her body. She quickly dressed and got to the studio 30 minutes ahead of time.
After 5 minutes of nervous waiting, Grace came out to meet Ginny with a comforting hug. She sensed Ginny's nervousness.
"I know you're nervous. I'd be worried if you weren't. That's why I came out to meet you, to put you at ease."
Ginny smiled and was, indeed, put more at ease.
"Before you change, here's something that might put you more at ease." Grace handed Ginny her payment. It was quite generous.
"Thank you!" Ginny exclaimed.
"You're quite welcome." Grace answered. "The final video will be five minutes, but, you understand, we'll have to shoot more footage and edit it down. Besides, if you're as ticklish as you were in your screentest, we'll be getting our money's worth." Grace smiled, almost evilly.
"OK, go change." Grace said "The changing room is over there," Grace pointed to a small room at the other side of the waiting room.
When Grace entered the changing room, she saw the skimpiest outfit she ever saw. It was even skimpier than her smallest bathing suit. When she changed into it, she saw very little was left to the imagination.
"Oh well," she thought. "Here goes!"
Grace escorted Ginny onto the set. It looked like it was someone's bedroom; pictures hung from the walls, and there was a curtain on one wall giving the illusion of a window. It was comfortably warm, for which Ginny was particularly happy, considering her near-nakedness. Various people were milling about putting last touches on the set.
The producer, Chad, came over and put his hand out.
"Welcome!" Chad said with a warm smile. Ginny took his hand and shook it warmly. "Ignore the cameras. Just think of this as a friend coming over and you two retreat to the bedroom for some bondage fun. You have no idea he's going to tickle you. There's no script; just say whatever comes naturally. Don't get too chatty, tho. Our customers delight in the laughter that tickling always brings. Besides, based on Grace's comments, I think your laughter will greatly overshadow anything you'll try to say.
Scott will be your 'ler. He's quite, shall we say, skilled at his craft. You two will stand outside the door, and when I say 'Go!', you'll both come in."
"Oh," said Chad, as an afterthought, "This will be an upperbody shoot.Do you want to use as safeword, or a signal that the tickling should stop?"
Ginny was wondering exactly what he meant by "skilled", but, nevertheless, said "Nope. I'm good, bring it on!"
She went outside the door where Scott was standing as everyone retreated behind the cameras. Scott whispered in her ear "Don't worry, you'll be great," and gave her a quick peck on the cheek.
Ginny thought "How can I go wrong? Everyone's so nice!".
Chad shouted "Go!", and a red light came on each camera.
Ginny took Scott's hand and led him into the bedroom. They smiled at each other, and they embraced for a minute. Then Ginny lay on the bed spread-eagle.
Ropes were cleverly concealed around the bed, and Scott reached for each one and, with the skill of a pro, had Ginny tied in only a few minutes.
Scott ran one finger down Ginny's arm, and she yelped.
"Hey! What are you doing?"
"Ticklish?" Scott asked.
Ginny giggled. "You KNOW I am! Extremely ticklish!" (She thought her audience would enjoy hearing that word.)
"Good!" With that, Scott ran his figertips down both her arms from wrists to underarms. where they lingered, causing Ginny's giggles to turn into outright laughter.
She couldn't help herself. She tried to calm herself, but Scott was certainly skilled, and she was SO ticklish! And this was just the beginning!
Her laughter filled the room. Scott immediately became addicted, and tickled her gorgeous underarms for minutes on end. But there was so much more of her to tickle!
He moved up to her neck and ears. She had no idea she was so ticklish there! His 10 fingers were like a 10 million ticklers as every square inch of her bare neck and ears were explored.
Her sides were Scott's next target. He began poking and prodding her ribs. Ginny tried to instinctively roll side to side, but Scott kept up with her, never stopping his fingers on her ticklish skin. When he skittered his fingers across her tummy, he paid particular attention to her bellybutton. As much as Ginny had been tickled in the past, she never knew she had such a ticklish bellybutton! When Scott's fingers next pinched that sensitive spot just below her ribs, raucous laughter poured from Ginny's lips.
Scott was, indeed, skilled. The most skilled 'ler Ginny ever encountered. Scott was certainly passionate about his work. He tickled Ginny from head to waist, only giving her the briefest of breaks to catch her breath. There was no escape; as much experience Ginny had being a 'lee, she never experienced anything list THIS! Scott constantly changed his rhythm so that Ginny never got used to any one touch.
He found the underside of her upper arms and her underarms the most ticklish parts of her upper body, so he concentrated his tickling skills there. His 10 fingers again acted like 10 million as they found their marks over and over. Laughter turned into hysterics. Ginny was totally out of control, and had no hope of regaining it. She was being tickled to insanity.
"CUT!" Chad's voice rang out thru the room.
Ginny was never so happy to hear that simple word. Scott immediately stopped and untied her. She sat up and rubbed the places where she was tied. It took her a little time to catch her breath.
Grace came over and hugged her, holding her close and calming her down.
"That was an amazing shoot for your first time! We have 10 minutes of video! We'll have plenty of great material for the final product." she said, smiling. "How do you feel?"
Ginny's eyes opened wide. "I've never been tickled like that! Ever! I feel incredible!"
Chad came up to her and gave her the same, warm hug.
As they separated, he said, "Grace is right, you WERE amazing! There's definitely a future for you as a 'lee! If you want it, that is."
"Want it? Yes! Absolutely! I'd LOVE to! Just name the time and place!" Grace exclaimed.
"OK, then, same time next Tuesday? Right here! it seems we have a whole lower half of your body to tickle!". As Chad finished the last sentence, he winked at Ginny.
"Next week?", Ginny asked. "How about right now?"
