SharinganTickle
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Okay so, I've been holding out on these stories for YEARS, but I think it's time to finally share these with you all (because I really need to vent lol). For those who don't know me, because I tend to come and go quite often on here, I am physically disabled. However, I've always been a bit of a prankster (or a flirt, but not necessarily in these instances....except maybe the first one), but since I can't actively get up and go set up a prank, I resort to the occasional tickle attack. I probably won't be covering all of the instances (especially for one of them, I had that one for 7 years), but feel free to dm me if you want more details (even though these stories are 90 percent the exact same tactic because of my limitations).
Story #1: I was in the hospital for a while due to having complications with a surgery (I think? I was like 8 lol). However, there was this really cute Asian nurse named Barbie that I got quite often during my stay. Whenever Barbie would work on my wires and whatever else, I'd take the opportunity to tickle her arm, or side/armpit if she leaned over too far. I don't remember which one it was, but eventually I hit a good spot and she caught on to what I was doing, and she started reacting more (possibly just playing along for the cute kid, but I definitely got her for real a few times).
However, being a mischievous 8 year old that didn't even know what a fetish is yet, I decided to turn my nurses against each other. Whenever Barbie wasn't assigned to me, I got a girl that we'll call Dana (I don't remember her name, cute blonde though, I'd say both were in their 20s). I think I got Dana on occasion as well, but I only had eyes for Barbie, so I honestly forgot the details for everybody else. Anyways, one day Dana was working on my wires or something, and my dad took the opportunity to go to the bathroom. Perfect, queue the evil laugh in my head. I told Dana to tickle Barbie for me, and because I was the adorable little kid, she actually did! Luckily my room was right next to the nurses station, because when Barbie came by next, Dana made adult me very proud. "Barbie I got a surprise for you" she said cheerfully. "What?" replied Barbie. "Tickles from (my name)" she said while tickling Barbie's sides. It wasn't any longer than that couple of seconds, but Barbie squealed and ran straight for my bed to playfully scold me.
I would love to say for certain if she tickled me back, but I honestly don't remember. I know that I got temporary nerve damage from one of my surgeries, so if it was that visit, there's no chance she got me. The only other interaction I remember with Barbie included the guy that I now presume was her boyfriend. This might have been right after the tickle attack from Dana, as my dad did catch the tail end of the "scolding" when he got back, but my dad was doing the typical joke of teasing the young guy about his "new girlfriend". However, what did the male nurse say in response to this? "Good choice kid, I agree" lol
Story #2: Elizabeth was a caregiver that I had for a long time, nearly all of high school and about half of college, to the point that I became friends with her kids as well. She was slightly on the chubby side, but it was that cute level of chubby, Melissa Mccarthy comes to mind but she wasn't that big. Anyway, it was my birthday and I decided to go bowling with some friends (including her family). For the life of me I don't remember who even started this, it was either me or her daughter. However it happened, her daughter and the daughter's friend had Elizabeth pinned up against a wall and were tickling the daylights out of her poor stomach and sides. It actually got to the point where her son heard the squealing and simply said "I'm joining in" as he stole my feather from me (I was messing with my crush at the time, so this technically saved her from me). Now being weaponless, I decided to do the only logical thing in this situation, park my wheelchair right next to her so she had no hope of escape. This went on for close to 5 minutes until my mom noticed and decided to save her (also I think my crush stole the feather when I got it back and got my neck a little as payback). I found out later that Elizabeth was actually on her way to the bathroom when this all started, so she was about to pee her pants if my mom didn't save her.
Story #3: Also Elizabeth, because I promised f/m as well. I can think of a couple times that she's gotten me real good, but the duration of hear payback did lessen as I got older (a part of me wondered if she figured out it was a kink, but I don't know). I was playing Mortal Kombat with her son when the next caregiver came to relieve her, an equally chubby-but-cute black woman in her 40s, whom I'll call Kiara. Elizabeth was (I think) jokingly trying to mess up my game with her son, so she gave my foot a quick tickle. Nothing worth writing right? Wrong! I don't know what possessed Kiara to do this, because she's not ticklish and rarely tickled me, but she proceeded to put my right foot in a headlock and start tickling me. This prompted Elizabeth to shout "oh yeah let's get him" before putting my left foot in a headlock and tickling it too! They proceeded to tickle my bare feet until I lost both games of the best of 3 (which actually took a few minutes because I kept pausing to beg for mercy). Normally Elizabeth stops as soon as I give her a reaction, but we were practically family, so there were a few times that she just wanted to tickle me until I begged for mercy for some fun at my expense (and this is definitely the worst she's ever gotten me).
Story #4: On to a different caregiver now, and we're now fully into adulthood (I'm going chronologically). This time it was a very attractive (I believe part Russian) named Summer (unfortunately lesbian). Summer was more like a bratty older sister than a caregiver, being only a year older than me and more than willing to fuck with me just as much as I fucked with her (for reference, we bet on a the Eagles vs Patriots super bowl, and I had to dye my hair pink for a week. We didn't hold back whatsoever lol). As usual, barring one stunt that I used as a grand finale before she moved away (feel free to ask, funny story just not tickling), I used tickling for most of her punishments. Summer either wasn't an overly ticklish girl, or she just didn't want to give me the satisfaction of laughing, but she definitely still reacted. While she wasn't someone that squealed or pulled away before the time limit was up, she would curse you out the entire time she was being tickled as she tried to focus on holding still.
This particular story is about the only time I actually made her crack. I don't remember what the bet was (Pokemon related if I had to guess, I played competitively at the time),but she lost and I told her I had a new surprise for her, before telling her to go get a fork. Now I didn't specify what kind of fork, but she got metal instead of plastic, at 3am in the cold months. Bad choice. As I mentioned before, I always go for the armpit, simply because they can just lean over my bed and have my hand right at their armpit (it also helps that most of the people in these stories wore scrubs). I tell Summer to roll up her sleeve and hand me the fork, which earns me a begrudging response of "I know I know, fine you asshole". And she reacted IMMEDIATELY. I don't remember how long the timer was, probably 30 seconds or a minute, but that doesn't matter. As soon as the cold metal fork started scraping against her bare armpit, she started visibly twitching and immediately putting her head down, muttering "mother fucker that's bad" under her breath. I see this and I start teasing her "is it worse than you expected sis?" I get the response I'm looking for "worse, much worse, how did you think of this you fucking psychopath?" Now her leg was twitching as she tried to withstand it, and I can still move a little bit despite my disability, so I do the meanest thing I can think of, I grab her wrist with my free hand (and I have a damn vice grip if I want to due to the contractions in my hand and wrist). Summer panics, tried to stand up only for me to pull her back by the arm and keep tickling. She eventually did get away on the second attempt, but I got what I wanted. A panicked squeal, her to say stop before the timer was even half over, and actual ticklish fear in her eyes once I grabbed her.
Story #5: While I don't think she topped the story you just read, Summer probably gave me quick tickles just as much, if not more than I got her. Again, this is about a bet we made, except I lost this time. At first she didn't even tell me what my punishment was, but I soon found out why. Summer hates feet (side note: I have reason to believe that her feet are her kill spot, though I never got the chance), and because I knew she hated feet, I specifically tricked my mom into asking Summer to be the one to clean my feet (essentially a pedicure minus nail polish lol). Summer naturally gives me that sibling dirty look, but we go on with our day for the time being. Studying, betting on my Pokemon games, yada yada.
Toward the end of the night (after the Pokemon bet), she decided to suck it up and do my feet. She gets a wash cloth...odd considering my mom specifically says not to use one when doing my feet (aforementioned nerve damage). Oh fuck it's a blindfold. She throws it on my face and says that her final time tickle torturing me would be 5 minutes on my feet while I can't see (she moved a couple weeks later). Now unless I'm caught off guard, I try not to react (unless it's a crush and I want them to keep going etc), but she also had acrylic nails on this particular day. Well, shit. Thankfully she didn't see, but my eyes immediately bug out as I'm trying to remain calm under the cloth. My disability actually helps me hide how ticklish I am (weak voice), but I can only hold out for a minute or two usually. At the one minute mark my legs are twitching and she starts teasing me, at two minutes I finally have to cave and start laughing. At 3 minutes I break, her acrylics are too much for me and I start begging, only for her to chuckle and keep tickling. At the end of the 5 minutes I needed to catch my breath and was about to start crying with laughter, only to be met by her smirk when she took the cloth off of my face (I'd say this one and the one with Elizabeth and Kiara are both in the top 5 worst tickle attacks I've ever received)
Story #6: Well, this is the one that inspired me to write this whole post, because it's very recent. I'm a Buffalo Bills fan, and she's a Baltimore Ravens fan. If you follow the NFL, you can probably see where this is going already. I got a new caregiver over the summer, and we became fast friends, another sibling-like relationship. I don't think I've ever become close friends with anyone this fast, barring perhaps my best friend of almost 20 years. Anyway, description time. She's a Hispanic woman in her 30s, but she looks damn good for her age, to the point that she's been stopped by bouncers when I go to the bar lol. Oh and let's call her Carla, I don't really have a name in mind.
First Sunday night football of the season, and we're texting back and forth talking trash the entire game, and then the Ravens choked. The true MVP proves himself and she immediately starts joking that she ate something bad and can't come in to face me the next day. When she arrives, after some playful jabs that earned me a middle finger, she finally asks what her punishment is. I say the famous words "I know you're ticklish, but how ticklish are you?" Carla's eyes widen and she immediately catches her own reaction and tries to walk to the other side of the room so I don't catch it, too late. We typically have a few hours of nothing to do each day, so I remind her that she can't put it off all day and tell her to give me her arm.
She does, but incredibly reluctantly, and there's a pretty good reason for that. For being the quiet girl that occasionally has a comeback that just ends your entire existence, there was nothing quiet about her reaction. Unlucky for her, apparently I found her kill spot within about 5 seconds of her minute long ordeal, to the point that I actually thought she was going to punch me on accident. Squealing, kicking her foot against the ground because if she pulls away she has to start over, and smacking my bed as she asked how much time was left. This mid-30s girl that looked like she was still in college was absolutely losing her shit, and I'll admit it, I didn't even know her armpits were ticklish going into this (I only knew about her stomach but I can't really dig in so I like having the arm I can grab). Somehow she made it the full minute on her kill spot, but she had to catch her breath next to me before she could even stand up again, and I think she's a little scared of a playoff rematch between our teams going the same way.
This isn't really worth making a full story, because I don't think she'll ever get me too bad, but she will occasionally give me a quick tickle if I make a snarky comment, though it very much depends on the day. Also, if she wasn't married and with kids, I'd definitely see how far I can push this. Between our friendship and those armpits, I think I developed a little crush on her, but at least I'm going to have that memory for a long ass time (it may not have been the longest I've tickled someone, but it's definitely the best reaction I've ever gotten).
Story #1: I was in the hospital for a while due to having complications with a surgery (I think? I was like 8 lol). However, there was this really cute Asian nurse named Barbie that I got quite often during my stay. Whenever Barbie would work on my wires and whatever else, I'd take the opportunity to tickle her arm, or side/armpit if she leaned over too far. I don't remember which one it was, but eventually I hit a good spot and she caught on to what I was doing, and she started reacting more (possibly just playing along for the cute kid, but I definitely got her for real a few times).
However, being a mischievous 8 year old that didn't even know what a fetish is yet, I decided to turn my nurses against each other. Whenever Barbie wasn't assigned to me, I got a girl that we'll call Dana (I don't remember her name, cute blonde though, I'd say both were in their 20s). I think I got Dana on occasion as well, but I only had eyes for Barbie, so I honestly forgot the details for everybody else. Anyways, one day Dana was working on my wires or something, and my dad took the opportunity to go to the bathroom. Perfect, queue the evil laugh in my head. I told Dana to tickle Barbie for me, and because I was the adorable little kid, she actually did! Luckily my room was right next to the nurses station, because when Barbie came by next, Dana made adult me very proud. "Barbie I got a surprise for you" she said cheerfully. "What?" replied Barbie. "Tickles from (my name)" she said while tickling Barbie's sides. It wasn't any longer than that couple of seconds, but Barbie squealed and ran straight for my bed to playfully scold me.
I would love to say for certain if she tickled me back, but I honestly don't remember. I know that I got temporary nerve damage from one of my surgeries, so if it was that visit, there's no chance she got me. The only other interaction I remember with Barbie included the guy that I now presume was her boyfriend. This might have been right after the tickle attack from Dana, as my dad did catch the tail end of the "scolding" when he got back, but my dad was doing the typical joke of teasing the young guy about his "new girlfriend". However, what did the male nurse say in response to this? "Good choice kid, I agree" lol
Story #2: Elizabeth was a caregiver that I had for a long time, nearly all of high school and about half of college, to the point that I became friends with her kids as well. She was slightly on the chubby side, but it was that cute level of chubby, Melissa Mccarthy comes to mind but she wasn't that big. Anyway, it was my birthday and I decided to go bowling with some friends (including her family). For the life of me I don't remember who even started this, it was either me or her daughter. However it happened, her daughter and the daughter's friend had Elizabeth pinned up against a wall and were tickling the daylights out of her poor stomach and sides. It actually got to the point where her son heard the squealing and simply said "I'm joining in" as he stole my feather from me (I was messing with my crush at the time, so this technically saved her from me). Now being weaponless, I decided to do the only logical thing in this situation, park my wheelchair right next to her so she had no hope of escape. This went on for close to 5 minutes until my mom noticed and decided to save her (also I think my crush stole the feather when I got it back and got my neck a little as payback). I found out later that Elizabeth was actually on her way to the bathroom when this all started, so she was about to pee her pants if my mom didn't save her.
Story #3: Also Elizabeth, because I promised f/m as well. I can think of a couple times that she's gotten me real good, but the duration of hear payback did lessen as I got older (a part of me wondered if she figured out it was a kink, but I don't know). I was playing Mortal Kombat with her son when the next caregiver came to relieve her, an equally chubby-but-cute black woman in her 40s, whom I'll call Kiara. Elizabeth was (I think) jokingly trying to mess up my game with her son, so she gave my foot a quick tickle. Nothing worth writing right? Wrong! I don't know what possessed Kiara to do this, because she's not ticklish and rarely tickled me, but she proceeded to put my right foot in a headlock and start tickling me. This prompted Elizabeth to shout "oh yeah let's get him" before putting my left foot in a headlock and tickling it too! They proceeded to tickle my bare feet until I lost both games of the best of 3 (which actually took a few minutes because I kept pausing to beg for mercy). Normally Elizabeth stops as soon as I give her a reaction, but we were practically family, so there were a few times that she just wanted to tickle me until I begged for mercy for some fun at my expense (and this is definitely the worst she's ever gotten me).
Story #4: On to a different caregiver now, and we're now fully into adulthood (I'm going chronologically). This time it was a very attractive (I believe part Russian) named Summer (unfortunately lesbian). Summer was more like a bratty older sister than a caregiver, being only a year older than me and more than willing to fuck with me just as much as I fucked with her (for reference, we bet on a the Eagles vs Patriots super bowl, and I had to dye my hair pink for a week. We didn't hold back whatsoever lol). As usual, barring one stunt that I used as a grand finale before she moved away (feel free to ask, funny story just not tickling), I used tickling for most of her punishments. Summer either wasn't an overly ticklish girl, or she just didn't want to give me the satisfaction of laughing, but she definitely still reacted. While she wasn't someone that squealed or pulled away before the time limit was up, she would curse you out the entire time she was being tickled as she tried to focus on holding still.
This particular story is about the only time I actually made her crack. I don't remember what the bet was (Pokemon related if I had to guess, I played competitively at the time),but she lost and I told her I had a new surprise for her, before telling her to go get a fork. Now I didn't specify what kind of fork, but she got metal instead of plastic, at 3am in the cold months. Bad choice. As I mentioned before, I always go for the armpit, simply because they can just lean over my bed and have my hand right at their armpit (it also helps that most of the people in these stories wore scrubs). I tell Summer to roll up her sleeve and hand me the fork, which earns me a begrudging response of "I know I know, fine you asshole". And she reacted IMMEDIATELY. I don't remember how long the timer was, probably 30 seconds or a minute, but that doesn't matter. As soon as the cold metal fork started scraping against her bare armpit, she started visibly twitching and immediately putting her head down, muttering "mother fucker that's bad" under her breath. I see this and I start teasing her "is it worse than you expected sis?" I get the response I'm looking for "worse, much worse, how did you think of this you fucking psychopath?" Now her leg was twitching as she tried to withstand it, and I can still move a little bit despite my disability, so I do the meanest thing I can think of, I grab her wrist with my free hand (and I have a damn vice grip if I want to due to the contractions in my hand and wrist). Summer panics, tried to stand up only for me to pull her back by the arm and keep tickling. She eventually did get away on the second attempt, but I got what I wanted. A panicked squeal, her to say stop before the timer was even half over, and actual ticklish fear in her eyes once I grabbed her.
Story #5: While I don't think she topped the story you just read, Summer probably gave me quick tickles just as much, if not more than I got her. Again, this is about a bet we made, except I lost this time. At first she didn't even tell me what my punishment was, but I soon found out why. Summer hates feet (side note: I have reason to believe that her feet are her kill spot, though I never got the chance), and because I knew she hated feet, I specifically tricked my mom into asking Summer to be the one to clean my feet (essentially a pedicure minus nail polish lol). Summer naturally gives me that sibling dirty look, but we go on with our day for the time being. Studying, betting on my Pokemon games, yada yada.
Toward the end of the night (after the Pokemon bet), she decided to suck it up and do my feet. She gets a wash cloth...odd considering my mom specifically says not to use one when doing my feet (aforementioned nerve damage). Oh fuck it's a blindfold. She throws it on my face and says that her final time tickle torturing me would be 5 minutes on my feet while I can't see (she moved a couple weeks later). Now unless I'm caught off guard, I try not to react (unless it's a crush and I want them to keep going etc), but she also had acrylic nails on this particular day. Well, shit. Thankfully she didn't see, but my eyes immediately bug out as I'm trying to remain calm under the cloth. My disability actually helps me hide how ticklish I am (weak voice), but I can only hold out for a minute or two usually. At the one minute mark my legs are twitching and she starts teasing me, at two minutes I finally have to cave and start laughing. At 3 minutes I break, her acrylics are too much for me and I start begging, only for her to chuckle and keep tickling. At the end of the 5 minutes I needed to catch my breath and was about to start crying with laughter, only to be met by her smirk when she took the cloth off of my face (I'd say this one and the one with Elizabeth and Kiara are both in the top 5 worst tickle attacks I've ever received)
Story #6: Well, this is the one that inspired me to write this whole post, because it's very recent. I'm a Buffalo Bills fan, and she's a Baltimore Ravens fan. If you follow the NFL, you can probably see where this is going already. I got a new caregiver over the summer, and we became fast friends, another sibling-like relationship. I don't think I've ever become close friends with anyone this fast, barring perhaps my best friend of almost 20 years. Anyway, description time. She's a Hispanic woman in her 30s, but she looks damn good for her age, to the point that she's been stopped by bouncers when I go to the bar lol. Oh and let's call her Carla, I don't really have a name in mind.
First Sunday night football of the season, and we're texting back and forth talking trash the entire game, and then the Ravens choked. The true MVP proves himself and she immediately starts joking that she ate something bad and can't come in to face me the next day. When she arrives, after some playful jabs that earned me a middle finger, she finally asks what her punishment is. I say the famous words "I know you're ticklish, but how ticklish are you?" Carla's eyes widen and she immediately catches her own reaction and tries to walk to the other side of the room so I don't catch it, too late. We typically have a few hours of nothing to do each day, so I remind her that she can't put it off all day and tell her to give me her arm.
She does, but incredibly reluctantly, and there's a pretty good reason for that. For being the quiet girl that occasionally has a comeback that just ends your entire existence, there was nothing quiet about her reaction. Unlucky for her, apparently I found her kill spot within about 5 seconds of her minute long ordeal, to the point that I actually thought she was going to punch me on accident. Squealing, kicking her foot against the ground because if she pulls away she has to start over, and smacking my bed as she asked how much time was left. This mid-30s girl that looked like she was still in college was absolutely losing her shit, and I'll admit it, I didn't even know her armpits were ticklish going into this (I only knew about her stomach but I can't really dig in so I like having the arm I can grab). Somehow she made it the full minute on her kill spot, but she had to catch her breath next to me before she could even stand up again, and I think she's a little scared of a playoff rematch between our teams going the same way.
This isn't really worth making a full story, because I don't think she'll ever get me too bad, but she will occasionally give me a quick tickle if I make a snarky comment, though it very much depends on the day. Also, if she wasn't married and with kids, I'd definitely see how far I can push this. Between our friendship and those armpits, I think I developed a little crush on her, but at least I'm going to have that memory for a long ass time (it may not have been the longest I've tickled someone, but it's definitely the best reaction I've ever gotten).
Thanks for sharing your experiences here. 
