Lady Feathers
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Adyn entered the empty classroom and sat down. He looked around waiting for the room to fill up with students. The class was an elective course, but was unusual enough to carry the maximum number of credits. You could only get in by face to face interview with the professor, Mr. Balwinder.
Students started to trickle into the room and sit down.
Adyn let his mind wander back to his interview with Professor Balwinder. Adyn walked into Balwinder's office and felt his eyes sizing him up.
"So ... Tell me why you want to be in this class." He asked a nervous Adyn. Adyn thought for a while then said, "I have always been facinaded by by tickling. I can't watch tickling scenes in videos or cartoons without squirming in my chair." The Professor listened, then smiled to himself as if he had a secret
notion about Adyn. He walked behind Adyn and let his fingertips brush against Adyn's bare neck causing him to squrm in his seat and stiffle his voice. Smiling, he slid his hands along Adyn's sides. He desolved into giggles and pulled away. " Please ... I am extremely ticklish!"
"I know. That's why you were chosen for my class. Everyone one in the class is like you, so ticklish that it doesn't take much to start the giggles when being touched. Now then... I need to finish this with you. Let's continue your interview."
Balwinder drew his fingertips along Adyn's lower sides.. Adyn giggled loudly and slid down in his chair. He tried to protect his vulnerable spots, but the Professor managed to get at those spots and tickle him. Adyn smiled when he thought about this and smiled .
The class was small, only six others including Adyn. The Professor and two of his Interns entered the room and stood behind three of the six students. Without warning, the Interns a d the professor began stroking up and down the student's ribs. Soon the room filled with giggles which lead to hard laughter.
The Professor and interns moved on to the rest of the class and repeat Ed the deed.
When all was done, Adyn and his classmates had slid down in their chairs gasping for air.
"A small test .. which you all passed. The Art of the Surprise Tickling".
The Professor and his interns husled the group onto a bus and rode to a large house with two round sections with large turets. The group piled out and entered into the house.
"Welcome to my House of Ticklish Experiments" This is where we will meet from now on. Follow my interns and do exactly as they say."
Adyn followed his intern, Byron. Byron closed and locked the door. " Our first "experiment" I will find out how Ticklish your belly is, so please remove your shirt and lay on your back."
Adyn did as he was told and laid on a soft couch. Without warning, he felt light strokes of a feather along his belly. He began giggling as Byron stroked the feather back and forth . Then Byron began dragging his nails over Adyn's belly. This sent him into loud, spasmodic laughter as he thrashed around to get away from Bryon. Then the tickling stopped and Adyn felt his belly being softly massaged, but not in a ticking way. He let his guard down and relaxed for a moment. Meanwhile, the Professor entered the room quietly and knelt down out of sight. He ran his nails over Adyn's sides sending him into out of control laughter and thrashing. "Ah .. you are more than extremely ticklish! You are what we call a Ticket Savant!"
Jensen, ne of the interns whispered in the Professor's ear. The Professor shook his head in agreement. "I am pairing off two students to an intern except Adyn. You will have Jenson. Let me warn you, Jenson is ruthless and now that he knows that you are a Savant, he will be more than ruthless in his experimentation. Jenson brushed up against Adyn and ran his fingers along one of his arms causing Adyn to pull back his arm and stifle a giggle.
"So.. you are that ticklish, eh!?" Jenson escorted Adyn to one of the rooms and locked the door. Jenson walked towards Adyn making him back away until he was cornered up against the wall behind him. Jenson pulled Adyn's arms up over his head and slipped them into restraints.
"Please.... I don't think I can stand this!" pleaded a very nervous Ayden. "Don't worry! I will not tickle you to death, only within an inch of it!" Adyn's shirt was off, He closed his eyes tight. Then he felt light strokes along his inner arms with a feather. Shivers ran up his back as he tried not to laugh. His lower lip quivered, sweat formed across his brow. Jenson looked and said.. "You can't stifled those giggles forever! They are building in the depths of your belly , growing with each tickly stroke of the feather on your vulnerable skin!" Adyn squeezed his eyes shut tighter as he felt the strokes tickling and laughter building up sending tickly shivers along his spine. Then without warning, Jenson began tickling Adyn's ribs. Laughter exploded from Adyn like water rushing over the waterfall. He giggled endlessly until tears flowed down his flushed cheeks. Jenson laughed. "That's the reaction I was looking for! Uncontrolled laughter! Adyn gasped for air as he rested. "Pl-plplease! No more! I can't stand the tickling!"
Jenson released him from his restraints and dismissed him. As he walked out of the house, he could hear the frenzied laughter of his classmates.
Students started to trickle into the room and sit down.
Adyn let his mind wander back to his interview with Professor Balwinder. Adyn walked into Balwinder's office and felt his eyes sizing him up.
"So ... Tell me why you want to be in this class." He asked a nervous Adyn. Adyn thought for a while then said, "I have always been facinaded by by tickling. I can't watch tickling scenes in videos or cartoons without squirming in my chair." The Professor listened, then smiled to himself as if he had a secret
notion about Adyn. He walked behind Adyn and let his fingertips brush against Adyn's bare neck causing him to squrm in his seat and stiffle his voice. Smiling, he slid his hands along Adyn's sides. He desolved into giggles and pulled away. " Please ... I am extremely ticklish!"
"I know. That's why you were chosen for my class. Everyone one in the class is like you, so ticklish that it doesn't take much to start the giggles when being touched. Now then... I need to finish this with you. Let's continue your interview."
Balwinder drew his fingertips along Adyn's lower sides.. Adyn giggled loudly and slid down in his chair. He tried to protect his vulnerable spots, but the Professor managed to get at those spots and tickle him. Adyn smiled when he thought about this and smiled .
The class was small, only six others including Adyn. The Professor and two of his Interns entered the room and stood behind three of the six students. Without warning, the Interns a d the professor began stroking up and down the student's ribs. Soon the room filled with giggles which lead to hard laughter.
The Professor and interns moved on to the rest of the class and repeat Ed the deed.
When all was done, Adyn and his classmates had slid down in their chairs gasping for air.
"A small test .. which you all passed. The Art of the Surprise Tickling".
The Professor and his interns husled the group onto a bus and rode to a large house with two round sections with large turets. The group piled out and entered into the house.
"Welcome to my House of Ticklish Experiments" This is where we will meet from now on. Follow my interns and do exactly as they say."
Adyn followed his intern, Byron. Byron closed and locked the door. " Our first "experiment" I will find out how Ticklish your belly is, so please remove your shirt and lay on your back."
Adyn did as he was told and laid on a soft couch. Without warning, he felt light strokes of a feather along his belly. He began giggling as Byron stroked the feather back and forth . Then Byron began dragging his nails over Adyn's belly. This sent him into loud, spasmodic laughter as he thrashed around to get away from Bryon. Then the tickling stopped and Adyn felt his belly being softly massaged, but not in a ticking way. He let his guard down and relaxed for a moment. Meanwhile, the Professor entered the room quietly and knelt down out of sight. He ran his nails over Adyn's sides sending him into out of control laughter and thrashing. "Ah .. you are more than extremely ticklish! You are what we call a Ticket Savant!"
Jensen, ne of the interns whispered in the Professor's ear. The Professor shook his head in agreement. "I am pairing off two students to an intern except Adyn. You will have Jenson. Let me warn you, Jenson is ruthless and now that he knows that you are a Savant, he will be more than ruthless in his experimentation. Jenson brushed up against Adyn and ran his fingers along one of his arms causing Adyn to pull back his arm and stifle a giggle.
"So.. you are that ticklish, eh!?" Jenson escorted Adyn to one of the rooms and locked the door. Jenson walked towards Adyn making him back away until he was cornered up against the wall behind him. Jenson pulled Adyn's arms up over his head and slipped them into restraints.
"Please.... I don't think I can stand this!" pleaded a very nervous Ayden. "Don't worry! I will not tickle you to death, only within an inch of it!" Adyn's shirt was off, He closed his eyes tight. Then he felt light strokes along his inner arms with a feather. Shivers ran up his back as he tried not to laugh. His lower lip quivered, sweat formed across his brow. Jenson looked and said.. "You can't stifled those giggles forever! They are building in the depths of your belly , growing with each tickly stroke of the feather on your vulnerable skin!" Adyn squeezed his eyes shut tighter as he felt the strokes tickling and laughter building up sending tickly shivers along his spine. Then without warning, Jenson began tickling Adyn's ribs. Laughter exploded from Adyn like water rushing over the waterfall. He giggled endlessly until tears flowed down his flushed cheeks. Jenson laughed. "That's the reaction I was looking for! Uncontrolled laughter! Adyn gasped for air as he rested. "Pl-plplease! No more! I can't stand the tickling!"
Jenson released him from his restraints and dismissed him. As he walked out of the house, he could hear the frenzied laughter of his classmates.
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