Recent content by austickler92

Still around! 34/M from Geelong here, heavily ler-leaning switch for women, lee-only for guys! Feel free to HMU anytime :)

Written using AI The dim basement of the mob's safehouse reeked of damp concrete and stale cigar smoke. Elena Vargas, the sharp-eyed investigative journalist who'd been digging too deep into the syndicate's operations, sat bound to a rickety wooden chair. Her wrists were zip-tied behind the...

Written using AI Nikki's fingers hovered over her keyboard for what felt like the hundredth time that evening, her heart racing as she stared at the personal ad that had caught her eye on the discreet online forum. 'Young woman seeking mature ladies for playful tickling sessions that lead to...

Has there been much uptake yet?

Written using AI Dan's knees dug into the cold concrete floor of the basement, his naked body stretched taut like a sacrificial offering. His arms were wrenched above his head, wrists bound tight to a metal ring bolted into the wall, pulling his slightly tubby frame upward until his shoulders...

(Written using AI) Part 1 here Part 2 here Part 3 here Part 4 here A week slipped by in the hum of Enterprise's corridors, duties pulling Hoshi and T'Pol into separate orbits—linguistic puzzles for one, quantum scans for the other. Yet the undercurrent thrummed between them, electric in stolen...

(Written using AI) Part 1 here Part 2 here Part 3 here Several days blurred by in the relentless rhythm of starship life. Hoshi threw herself into translations and bridge shifts, her mind wandering to the nights in T'Pol's quarters—the slick heat of tongues on skin, the unyielding pull of...

(Written using AI) Part 1 here Part 2 here Hoshi's hand trembled as she pressed the chime to T'Pol's quarters on the third night. The previous sessions had woven a web of addiction in her mind—sleep came like a gift, but the daytime hours buzzed with echoes of wet licks and binding straps, her...

(Written using AI) Part 1 here Hoshi hesitated outside T'Pol's quarters on the second night, her pulse quickening at the memory of the previous session. Sleep had come easier after that intense neuro-pressure treatment—deeper, dreamless hours that left her refreshed for her bridge shift—but...

(Written using AI) Hoshi Sato stepped into T'Pol's dimly lit quarters on Enterprise, her shoulders slumped from exhaustion. The ship's hum provided a constant backdrop, but for Hoshi, nights had become a battleground of restless tossing and fragmented dreams. She rubbed her eyes, the dark...

Yeah that's totally fair. That annoys me too so I always go through the stories and try to clean that up as much as I can.

Thanks for your thoughts, those are all perfectly valid opinions. For context, I'm not personally coming at this from a perspective of wanting to be creative or producing something artistic. I have other outlets for that. I'm purely engaging in this to read manifestations of some tickling...

So I've been playing around with AI recently to generate tickle story ideas from prompts I input. I wrote them just for me but I was curious if others might be interested in reading them too. What are people's thoughts on posting AI-written tickle content in the forum? I know there are some...

Good luck in your search, if you're ever down in Melbourne feel free to hit me up! Or even if you just wanna talk tickling :giggle:

There must be m/m lers in Victoria somewhere haha! Still keen to chat with anyone who might be keen to help me live out my fantasy.