The day started the same as every other work day for Tina, alarm going off at 5, groggily climbing out of bed, putting her gym gear on, consisting of a green sports bra and shorts and forcing porridge down her throat. She put on her white trainer socks and running shoes, grabbed a grey hooded top before leaving the house for her pre-work exercise.
Tina, a 27 year old office manager took a lot of pride in her appearance, she always worried about what others thought of her as her 6ft 2 frame towered over most people, her big size 10 feet were often mocked by the other girls in the office. To counteract this she always made sure she stayed physically fit whilst keeping her olive skin looking young by moisturising whenever possible.
Closing the front door, she turned and walked up the driveway. Her dark brown hair, constantly tied in a pony tail swished from side to side as she walked to her car. She checked her make-up in the mirror before pulling off the drive and headed to the gym. She liked to get there early, to beat the rush, have an hour workout before showering and heading to work for 8am.
As she entered the gym doors, she was greeted by the receptionist before scanning her pass to head through.
“Tina” the receptionist called out to her.
Tina slowly turned around.
“There is a company setting up in the dance studio, trialling their new equipment. If you wanted to try it?”
“What area of the body?” Tina asked with interest.
“Abs, I think” the receptionist responded.
“No thanks, ab day was yesterday” she politely joked back.
“They say they can give you rock hard abs within a week, without you barely using a muscle”
“What, you mean, abs like this?” Tina joked, tensing her stomach, showing off her toned stomach to the receptionist.
“Ha ha, you’re right” the receptionist laughed before turning her attention back to her computer.
Tina walked to the locker room, dropping off her bag with her work clothes in before heading into the gym.
An hour later, she opened the doors of the gym, walked out, mopping her sweaty body with her gym towel. Walking past the dance studio, she peered in, seeing what looked like horizontal tanning beds lined up. She looked at her watch, then at her stomach.
‘I guess I have time to see what this is all about’ she thought to herself before entering the dance studio to be greeted by the two sales girls, one a bit chubbier than the other.
“Hello, how are you?” the slimmer girl asked.
“Very well thanks” Tina replied with a smile.
“Would you like to try out our new patented abs workout machine?” The slimmer girl asked.
“Does it actually work?” Tina quizzed sceptically.
“Why yes, of course” the bigger girl responded. “Your stomach will be toned within a week, with daily 20 minute sessions”.
“What happened to you then” Tina joked in a bitchy tone staring at the girls flabby stomach.
“I-I-I’m too sensitive for it” the girl muttered back, clearly embarrassed.
“Sensitive, fucking pussy” Tina muttered under her breath.
“Sorry, what was that?” the slimmer girl asked with a stern tone.
“Nothing” Tina replied with a smiled. “Now, what do I do? I’ve got 15 minutes spare”.
“Not a lot, please read over these consent forms and sign at the bottom” the girl replied with an evil grin. Tina scanned the form briefly, barely getting past the name of the company, ITW Ltd. She skipped to the bottom and signed before throwing the sheet of paper on the table and strolling towards the machine.
“Please take you shoes and socks off” the girl sternly said “Then climb in and lie down on your back”.
“My shoes and socks?” Tina replied with a puzzled look on her face.
“Well, its new and we don’t want any unnecessary damage” the girl replied whilst opening the large lid on the metal container.
“I suppose so” Tina said as she shrugged her shoulders. She sat down and unlaced her trainers, taking them off one by one. She looked at her white sweaty socks before slowly slipping them off and placing them inside her trainers.
She looked inside the metal capsule to see a long black padded bench with 2 holes at the top and 2 holes at the bottom, there were multiple small black discs running up and down the padded bench.. Without thinking, she climbed in and lay on her back with her feet tucked up close to her bum.
“Now, if you place your feet through the holes at the bottom and slide down until you feel the metal bar pressing against them, then put your hands through the holes at the top and grab hold of that metal bar, I can adjust it to your height” the slimmer girl said with a smile.
“Why? That sounds weird” Tina nervously quizzed.
“You have to be stretched out to your fullest for it to work, got to get your stomach muscles tight” she responded whilst pointing at the foot holes.
Tina nodded with satisfaction as she slid her feet through the holes before sliding her bum down so that her toes touched the bar. Reaching up she put her hands through the holes as the girl slid the bar down to her.
“Hold on tight” the girl said with a smile as she cranked a wheel on the side, slowly pulling the metal bar away, stretching Tina out.
“Yep, that’s it, its tensed” Tina said with a smirk as her eyes gestured towards her toned stomach.
“Let me double check” the girl said before prodding Tina’s side.
“HEYYY” Tina jerked and shouted. “I’m ticklish”.
“Sorry” the girl replied patronisingly. “Now are you comfortable?”.
“As comfortable as I can be” Tina snottily replied.
“Have fun” the girl replied with a grin, slowly shutting the lid to the container.
She looked at her chubbier work colleague, who still looked slightly upset at Tina’s insult earlier. “Set it for an hour” she grinned, producing a little smile from her colleague who turned the timer to an hour before pressing the green button.
Lights lit up the inside of the container as a screen came on above Tina’s face.
A voice spoke through the speakers as the companies advert played on the screen. Tina huffed and shut her eyes through boredom.
‘HOLD ON TIGHT’ the voice said in a motivational way. ‘3,2,1 ENGAGE’
The lights flashed red as Tina felt something expanding around her wrists and ankles, it felt like someone was taking her blood pressure. She tried to pull her arms down but couldn’t, the panic started to set in.
“HEY, WHATS GOING ON, LET ME OUT” she called out.
‘YOUR TIME LIMIT HAS BEEN SET FOR 60 MINUTES’
Tina’s eyes grew wide as she agreed only 15 minutes.
“SOMETHING’S WRONG” she shouted out again but no response from outside the capsule.
‘DID YOU KNOW THAT LAUGHTER BURNS MORE CALORIES THAN RUNNING? NO? WELL PREPARE TO LAUGH’ the voice said.
“HEY, HELP, LET ME OUTTTTTTTT” Tina screamed as she slowly realised what was going to happen. She frantically pulled her arms to no avail.
‘WE AT INVOLUNTARY TICKLISH WORKOUTS, OR ITW FOR SHORT BELIEVE THAT QUITTING IS FOR LOSERS, THAT’S WHY, FOR YOUR ENJOYMENT AND MOTIVATION, WE HAVE REMOVED THE STOP BUTTON. BECAUSE, AFTER ALL, YOU’RE NOT A QUITTER. LET THE LAUGHTER COMMENCE’
“STOP, PLEASE, HELLLLPPP, I DON’T WANT TO BE TICKLED” Tina cried out, she was really starting to panic.
The girls on the outside could see Tina’s protests on the screen but couldn’t hear anything as the capsule was sound proof. The both sat down and watch Tina wriggle around on the monitor.
Tina froze in fear as the lights turned off inside the capsule and a whirring noise started. She felt cold, leather clamps putting pressure on her elbows, pelvis and above her knees. Upon hearing a click she tried to wriggle but couldn’t move, the clamps had secured her body to the bench, all she could wriggle was her head, fingers and toes.
“I DON’T WANT TO DO THIS ANYMORE, IM SCARED, PLEASE LET ME OUT” she screamed out.
All the lights flashed red in the capsule as a different whirring noise started, she could feel the little black discs retract from the bench as they peeled away from her sweaty skin.
A 60 minute timer was displayed on the roof of the capsule as a countdown started.
’10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1. BEGIN’
Tina stared up at the timer tick down to 59:59 before she felt something lightly tickling the backs of her legs, long stiff bristles began to spin under her legs.
“Hey, stop, Hehehehehe. Stop it hehehehehehe” she giggled as the discs began to spin slightly quicker, intensifying the tickling.
“Stop ahahahahaaha” she laughed harder as the bristles began spinning against multiple places on her back.
“LET ME OUUUUTTT AHAHAHAHAHA” she cried as the discs span quicker and pushed the bristles further into her sweaty skin.
She shook her head from side to side as she laughed, glancing at the timer tick slowly down towards 55 minutes.
More whirring noises started as she laughed, this time to each side of her. Turning her head to the right in a panic, she noticed multiple long bristled pads extending out of the side of the capsule, already spinning. Watching in horror, she saw them get closer and closer to her body before the bristles hit her ribs and sides.
“AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA STTAAAAAPPPPPP AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” she screamed with laughter as the bristles tickled in between each rib, her sides and hips.
“NOOOO AHAHAHAHAHAHA LEEEETTTT AHAHAHA MEEEHEHEHEHEHE OUUTTTTTAHAHAHAHAHAHA” she screamed again, to no success. The bristles spun quicker and deeper with every passing minute of ticklish torture.
Her eyes clamped shut and her head shaking, she did not hear the whirring coming from above her. More spinning discs slowly descended from the roof, touching down on her belly, armpits and knees, sending her into fits of uncontrollable laughter.
“AHAHAHAHA NO MORE AHAHAHAAHA NO MOREAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” she laughed as her head shook viciously from side to side, her fringe sticking to her forehead from the sweat.
Finally, the tickling stopped, she lay there panting, grasping for air as she slowly opened her eyes and saw the timer tick down to 45 minutes.
“HEEELLLLLLLPPPPPPP” she screamed out.
The two girls on the outside watched in enjoyment at the predicament Tina was in, clearly seeing her scared face shout and panic.
Tina heard the whirring noise coming from behind her head as she felt a cool breeze on her hands. Long spinning bristles surrounded her hands.
“FUUUCCCKKKK AHAHAHAHAHAHA” she laughed, not realising just how ticklish her hands were. She desperately tried grabbing the bristles with her fingers but they were spinning too quickly. She was distracted by the bristles that contacted her armpits again, sending her into spasms of laughter.
“AHAHAAHA STTAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAPPPPP AHAHAHAHAHAHA” she screamed with laughter as her hands and armpits received the full attention of the bristles, continuing for minute after minute before finally stopping.
Desperately she tried to regain her breath, panting heavily as she saw the timer tick down to 35 minutes. She closed her eyes slowly, completely defeated and exhausted by the torture she was enduring. Then the words she did not want to hear was said by the speaker.
‘COMMENCE FOOT ROLLERS’
A shiver went up her spine as she felt the cool breeze on her big feet as the whirring noise got closer. She frantically tried to pull her feet free but couldn’t. Scrunching her toes she felt bristles flick her big toes, sending a ticklish shockwave up her body.
“NOOOOOOOOOOOOAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” she cried with laughter as the roller hit her feet, spinning its bristles all over her big, sensitive arches and toes. Her head frantically shaking from side to side again as the spinning bristles covered every part of her large feet. She tried to scrunch her toes again but this only sent the bristles spinning in between her long, ticklish toes.
What felt like an eternity of ticklish toe torture to Tina, finally ceased, leaving her shaking and sweaty. Nervously she looked up at the timer.
27:30 it read as she watched it count down slowly to 27 minutes, giving her some breathing time.
“HEELPPPPPPPP MEEEEEEE” she screamed out.
‘INITIATE FULL BODY’
Tina’s eyes went wide in panic as every disc and roller started to spin, making contact with her skin at the same time.
“AAAAAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” she screamed in ticklish agony. Her sweaty skin tortured again by the bristles.
“AHAHAHAHAAHA IMMMM AHAHAHA GOOIIIINNGG AHAHAA TOOO PEEEEEAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” she screamed out in laughter as her bladder started to hurt from the laughing. She tensed her stomach as much as she could but the tickling got the best of her, her body untensed, letting the urine out of her body as she laughed and laughed. Her feet and hands waving from side to side in a last ditch attempt to free herself but they couldn’t escape the bristles.
“NOOOOOAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA STTAAAAAAAPPPP AHAHAHAHAHAHAAHA” she continued to scream with laughter as the bristles tickled all of the air out of her lungs, leaving her silently laughing whilst her head swayed from side to side.
The minutes slowly ticked down as she began to be close to passing out. Suddenly, the tickling stopped and bright lights appeared as the lid of the capsule opened, the pressure was lifted off her limbs allowing her to wriggle slightly. Tina eyes adjusted to the light and she saw the two girls stood over her looking in at her sweat body, her shorts had turned in places to dark green from the urine.
“How do you feel?” the slimmer girl mocked.
“F-FUCK YOU” Tina panted out, slowly regaining her breath. “Let me out now” she demanded. “I’m going to report both of you bitches and get you sacked”.
“I don’t think you will be” the girl said with a grin. “You can’t just go around insulting people”.
“I DON’T GIVE A FUCK! NOW LET ME OUT” she shouted.
“Let’s strike a deal” the girl responded.
“FUCK YOU” Tina screamed in rage.
“All I have to do is download the video feed of you time in the capsule, then upload it to Social Media” she said with an evil grin.
“Don’t you dare” Tina replied, horrified.
“Then the whole world can see a big, strong woman, wetting herself from a little tickling”.
“LET ME OUUUTTTT” Tina screamed in anger.
“Fine, if that’s how you want to be, you can be. But you still have 15 minutes of tickling left” she joked slowly closing the lid of the capsule.
“WAAAAIIIIITTTT” Tina screamed as the lid re-opened. “I’m going to contact the police as well”.
“HA” the girl laughed. “What are you going to tell them? How you abused my friend, signed the consent forms and then voluntarily got into the machine? Good one” she rolled her eyes. There is one more little thing”
“WHAT?” Tina snapped.
“Your clothes are soaking. Let me sort them out for you” she said with a smile as she produced a pair of scissors and cut the sides away to her sports bra, shorts and pants, before pulling them free, leaving her completely naked. “Enjoy the next 15 minutes” she laughed as she shut the lid.
“NO, NO, NOOOO” Tina called out as the clamps came down again, securing her naked body to the bench.
‘RESUME FULL BODY’
The discs and rollers span again before touching back down on her skin, this time she could feel the soft bristles on her breasts, pussy and bum that were previously protect by her shorts.
“NOOOAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA STAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAPPPP” she screamed again with laughter, thrashing her head from side to side as the tickle torture resumed.
“STAAAHAHAHAHAHAAP TICKLINGGGG MEEEEHEHEHEHEHAHHAHAHAHAHA” she cackled in ticklish agony as the whole of her body was tickled by the rotating bristles.
She laughed until her voice became horse as the countdown timer slowly hit zero.
‘CONGRATULATIONS ON COMPLETING YOUR FIRST WORK OUT, THE MACHINE IS MEASURING YOUR VITALS AND RECORDING THE DATA. YOUR WRISTS AND ANKLES WILL BE RELEASED SHORTLY’
The lid opened, her eyes slowly adjusting to the light before she saw the two girls stood over her again.
“Enjoy that?” The slimmer girl mocked.
“J-J-JUST LET ME OUT” Tina angrily shouted with her croaky voice.
“And what about our agreement? I also want an apology for my friend” she asked.
“SHOVE IT UP YOUR ARSE!” Tina replied.
“Do you know what?” the girl said in a pissed off tone. “A giant like you shouldn’t be throwing out insults”.
“FUCK OFF YOU TWERP” Tina responded with rage, still with her arms and ankles trapped.
“Tell me giant” the girl mocked. “Are these massive feet of yours ticklish?”
“STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM MY FEET!” Tina demanded.
Walking to the bottom of the capsule, the girl leaned in and pressed Tina’s left, sweaty sole back against the wall dividing her feet from her body.
“HEY Heheheehe WHAT YOU DOING?” Tina shouted and giggled as she felt something between her toes. The girl repeated the process for her right foot before clicking a switch. Tina’s feet were pulled back by her big toes against the wall, stretching out her big soles.
“Set it for another 15 minutes, this time, just her feet” the slim girl instructed to the larger girl before slamming the lid down.
‘WELL DONE FOR EXTENDING YOUR STAY. YOU HAVE SELECTED TO APPLY ALL INTENSITY TO YOUR FEET. IF THIS IS INCORRECT, PLEASE SELECT THE BACK BUTTON’
Tina’s eyes lit up in horror before she heard a beep.
‘YOU HAVE SELECTED MAXIMUM INTENSITY’
“NO, NO, NOOOO” Tina screamed in protest, shaking her head from side to side in disbelief.
A 15 minute countdown timer appeared on the ceiling.
This time, there was no 10 second countdown, the clock started ticking as Tina heard the whirring noises begin. She closed her eyes tight and held her breath. The spinning roller hit her heels and arches sending her screaming with laughter. Then she felt the most ticklish thing she had ever experienced, many mini bristled discs touched down on her toes, one disc on each of her toe pads. Mini bristled rollers hit under her toes, sending her body into spasms of ticklish laughter and screams, her body buckling from side to side. Tears streaming down her face as she cackled with laughter. Tina tried using all of the energy she had left to free her feet but couldn’t. She lay there laughing silently to herself as her body twitched and wriggled from side to side.
Eventually, the lid lifted up.
“P-P-Please, let me out. I won’t tell anyone” Tina begged.
“Do you forgive her?” the slimmer girl asked, before getting a nod of approval.
“Remember, you say anything to my boss, the video goes viral. Got it?” The girl instructed.
Tina just nodded her head.
The girl released her toes before deflating the ankle and wrist cuffs. As Tina slowly stood up, the chubbier girl handed her a robe.
“T-thankyou” Tina muttered before putting it on, picking up her trainers and exiting quickly to the locker room.
She sat down on the shower floor, letting the water hit her as she thought about what she had just been put through. She slowly caressed her big feet before climbing to her feet and drying herself. She looked at her phone seeing numerous missed calls from work, panicked and quickly dried herself before getting changed.
Heading towards the reception she saw the same receptionist.
“You’re running late Tina, got a day off or something?” The receptionist asked.
“No, just a long workout” she replied with her croaky voice.
“You sound awful, what have you been doing?” the receptionist replied.
“You didn’t tell me that they make you laugh to tone your abs” she mumbled out.
“Why would I, it says it on the sign” she joked. “Their warning is ‘not for the super ticklish’. Hence why I haven’t had it done. I can’t stand being tickled”.
Tina put her head in her hands and shook her head at her stupidity.
“I take it you don’t want to book another session then” the girl joked.
Tina gave her a smirk before touching her aching stomach and walking out.
Tina, a 27 year old office manager took a lot of pride in her appearance, she always worried about what others thought of her as her 6ft 2 frame towered over most people, her big size 10 feet were often mocked by the other girls in the office. To counteract this she always made sure she stayed physically fit whilst keeping her olive skin looking young by moisturising whenever possible.
Closing the front door, she turned and walked up the driveway. Her dark brown hair, constantly tied in a pony tail swished from side to side as she walked to her car. She checked her make-up in the mirror before pulling off the drive and headed to the gym. She liked to get there early, to beat the rush, have an hour workout before showering and heading to work for 8am.
As she entered the gym doors, she was greeted by the receptionist before scanning her pass to head through.
“Tina” the receptionist called out to her.
Tina slowly turned around.
“There is a company setting up in the dance studio, trialling their new equipment. If you wanted to try it?”
“What area of the body?” Tina asked with interest.
“Abs, I think” the receptionist responded.
“No thanks, ab day was yesterday” she politely joked back.
“They say they can give you rock hard abs within a week, without you barely using a muscle”
“What, you mean, abs like this?” Tina joked, tensing her stomach, showing off her toned stomach to the receptionist.
“Ha ha, you’re right” the receptionist laughed before turning her attention back to her computer.
Tina walked to the locker room, dropping off her bag with her work clothes in before heading into the gym.
An hour later, she opened the doors of the gym, walked out, mopping her sweaty body with her gym towel. Walking past the dance studio, she peered in, seeing what looked like horizontal tanning beds lined up. She looked at her watch, then at her stomach.
‘I guess I have time to see what this is all about’ she thought to herself before entering the dance studio to be greeted by the two sales girls, one a bit chubbier than the other.
“Hello, how are you?” the slimmer girl asked.
“Very well thanks” Tina replied with a smile.
“Would you like to try out our new patented abs workout machine?” The slimmer girl asked.
“Does it actually work?” Tina quizzed sceptically.
“Why yes, of course” the bigger girl responded. “Your stomach will be toned within a week, with daily 20 minute sessions”.
“What happened to you then” Tina joked in a bitchy tone staring at the girls flabby stomach.
“I-I-I’m too sensitive for it” the girl muttered back, clearly embarrassed.
“Sensitive, fucking pussy” Tina muttered under her breath.
“Sorry, what was that?” the slimmer girl asked with a stern tone.
“Nothing” Tina replied with a smiled. “Now, what do I do? I’ve got 15 minutes spare”.
“Not a lot, please read over these consent forms and sign at the bottom” the girl replied with an evil grin. Tina scanned the form briefly, barely getting past the name of the company, ITW Ltd. She skipped to the bottom and signed before throwing the sheet of paper on the table and strolling towards the machine.
“Please take you shoes and socks off” the girl sternly said “Then climb in and lie down on your back”.
“My shoes and socks?” Tina replied with a puzzled look on her face.
“Well, its new and we don’t want any unnecessary damage” the girl replied whilst opening the large lid on the metal container.
“I suppose so” Tina said as she shrugged her shoulders. She sat down and unlaced her trainers, taking them off one by one. She looked at her white sweaty socks before slowly slipping them off and placing them inside her trainers.
She looked inside the metal capsule to see a long black padded bench with 2 holes at the top and 2 holes at the bottom, there were multiple small black discs running up and down the padded bench.. Without thinking, she climbed in and lay on her back with her feet tucked up close to her bum.
“Now, if you place your feet through the holes at the bottom and slide down until you feel the metal bar pressing against them, then put your hands through the holes at the top and grab hold of that metal bar, I can adjust it to your height” the slimmer girl said with a smile.
“Why? That sounds weird” Tina nervously quizzed.
“You have to be stretched out to your fullest for it to work, got to get your stomach muscles tight” she responded whilst pointing at the foot holes.
Tina nodded with satisfaction as she slid her feet through the holes before sliding her bum down so that her toes touched the bar. Reaching up she put her hands through the holes as the girl slid the bar down to her.
“Hold on tight” the girl said with a smile as she cranked a wheel on the side, slowly pulling the metal bar away, stretching Tina out.
“Yep, that’s it, its tensed” Tina said with a smirk as her eyes gestured towards her toned stomach.
“Let me double check” the girl said before prodding Tina’s side.
“HEYYY” Tina jerked and shouted. “I’m ticklish”.
“Sorry” the girl replied patronisingly. “Now are you comfortable?”.
“As comfortable as I can be” Tina snottily replied.
“Have fun” the girl replied with a grin, slowly shutting the lid to the container.
She looked at her chubbier work colleague, who still looked slightly upset at Tina’s insult earlier. “Set it for an hour” she grinned, producing a little smile from her colleague who turned the timer to an hour before pressing the green button.
Lights lit up the inside of the container as a screen came on above Tina’s face.
A voice spoke through the speakers as the companies advert played on the screen. Tina huffed and shut her eyes through boredom.
‘HOLD ON TIGHT’ the voice said in a motivational way. ‘3,2,1 ENGAGE’
The lights flashed red as Tina felt something expanding around her wrists and ankles, it felt like someone was taking her blood pressure. She tried to pull her arms down but couldn’t, the panic started to set in.
“HEY, WHATS GOING ON, LET ME OUT” she called out.
‘YOUR TIME LIMIT HAS BEEN SET FOR 60 MINUTES’
Tina’s eyes grew wide as she agreed only 15 minutes.
“SOMETHING’S WRONG” she shouted out again but no response from outside the capsule.
‘DID YOU KNOW THAT LAUGHTER BURNS MORE CALORIES THAN RUNNING? NO? WELL PREPARE TO LAUGH’ the voice said.
“HEY, HELP, LET ME OUTTTTTTTT” Tina screamed as she slowly realised what was going to happen. She frantically pulled her arms to no avail.
‘WE AT INVOLUNTARY TICKLISH WORKOUTS, OR ITW FOR SHORT BELIEVE THAT QUITTING IS FOR LOSERS, THAT’S WHY, FOR YOUR ENJOYMENT AND MOTIVATION, WE HAVE REMOVED THE STOP BUTTON. BECAUSE, AFTER ALL, YOU’RE NOT A QUITTER. LET THE LAUGHTER COMMENCE’
“STOP, PLEASE, HELLLLPPP, I DON’T WANT TO BE TICKLED” Tina cried out, she was really starting to panic.
The girls on the outside could see Tina’s protests on the screen but couldn’t hear anything as the capsule was sound proof. The both sat down and watch Tina wriggle around on the monitor.
Tina froze in fear as the lights turned off inside the capsule and a whirring noise started. She felt cold, leather clamps putting pressure on her elbows, pelvis and above her knees. Upon hearing a click she tried to wriggle but couldn’t move, the clamps had secured her body to the bench, all she could wriggle was her head, fingers and toes.
“I DON’T WANT TO DO THIS ANYMORE, IM SCARED, PLEASE LET ME OUT” she screamed out.
All the lights flashed red in the capsule as a different whirring noise started, she could feel the little black discs retract from the bench as they peeled away from her sweaty skin.
A 60 minute timer was displayed on the roof of the capsule as a countdown started.
’10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1. BEGIN’
Tina stared up at the timer tick down to 59:59 before she felt something lightly tickling the backs of her legs, long stiff bristles began to spin under her legs.
“Hey, stop, Hehehehehe. Stop it hehehehehehe” she giggled as the discs began to spin slightly quicker, intensifying the tickling.
“Stop ahahahahaaha” she laughed harder as the bristles began spinning against multiple places on her back.
“LET ME OUUUUTTT AHAHAHAHAHA” she cried as the discs span quicker and pushed the bristles further into her sweaty skin.
She shook her head from side to side as she laughed, glancing at the timer tick slowly down towards 55 minutes.
More whirring noises started as she laughed, this time to each side of her. Turning her head to the right in a panic, she noticed multiple long bristled pads extending out of the side of the capsule, already spinning. Watching in horror, she saw them get closer and closer to her body before the bristles hit her ribs and sides.
“AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA STTAAAAAPPPPPP AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” she screamed with laughter as the bristles tickled in between each rib, her sides and hips.
“NOOOO AHAHAHAHAHAHA LEEEETTTT AHAHAHA MEEEHEHEHEHEHE OUUTTTTTAHAHAHAHAHAHA” she screamed again, to no success. The bristles spun quicker and deeper with every passing minute of ticklish torture.
Her eyes clamped shut and her head shaking, she did not hear the whirring coming from above her. More spinning discs slowly descended from the roof, touching down on her belly, armpits and knees, sending her into fits of uncontrollable laughter.
“AHAHAHAHA NO MORE AHAHAHAAHA NO MOREAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” she laughed as her head shook viciously from side to side, her fringe sticking to her forehead from the sweat.
Finally, the tickling stopped, she lay there panting, grasping for air as she slowly opened her eyes and saw the timer tick down to 45 minutes.
“HEEELLLLLLLPPPPPPP” she screamed out.
The two girls on the outside watched in enjoyment at the predicament Tina was in, clearly seeing her scared face shout and panic.
Tina heard the whirring noise coming from behind her head as she felt a cool breeze on her hands. Long spinning bristles surrounded her hands.
“FUUUCCCKKKK AHAHAHAHAHAHA” she laughed, not realising just how ticklish her hands were. She desperately tried grabbing the bristles with her fingers but they were spinning too quickly. She was distracted by the bristles that contacted her armpits again, sending her into spasms of laughter.
“AHAHAAHA STTAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAPPPPP AHAHAHAHAHAHA” she screamed with laughter as her hands and armpits received the full attention of the bristles, continuing for minute after minute before finally stopping.
Desperately she tried to regain her breath, panting heavily as she saw the timer tick down to 35 minutes. She closed her eyes slowly, completely defeated and exhausted by the torture she was enduring. Then the words she did not want to hear was said by the speaker.
‘COMMENCE FOOT ROLLERS’
A shiver went up her spine as she felt the cool breeze on her big feet as the whirring noise got closer. She frantically tried to pull her feet free but couldn’t. Scrunching her toes she felt bristles flick her big toes, sending a ticklish shockwave up her body.
“NOOOOOOOOOOOOAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” she cried with laughter as the roller hit her feet, spinning its bristles all over her big, sensitive arches and toes. Her head frantically shaking from side to side again as the spinning bristles covered every part of her large feet. She tried to scrunch her toes again but this only sent the bristles spinning in between her long, ticklish toes.
What felt like an eternity of ticklish toe torture to Tina, finally ceased, leaving her shaking and sweaty. Nervously she looked up at the timer.
27:30 it read as she watched it count down slowly to 27 minutes, giving her some breathing time.
“HEELPPPPPPPP MEEEEEEE” she screamed out.
‘INITIATE FULL BODY’
Tina’s eyes went wide in panic as every disc and roller started to spin, making contact with her skin at the same time.
“AAAAAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” she screamed in ticklish agony. Her sweaty skin tortured again by the bristles.
“AHAHAHAHAAHA IMMMM AHAHAHA GOOIIIINNGG AHAHAA TOOO PEEEEEAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” she screamed out in laughter as her bladder started to hurt from the laughing. She tensed her stomach as much as she could but the tickling got the best of her, her body untensed, letting the urine out of her body as she laughed and laughed. Her feet and hands waving from side to side in a last ditch attempt to free herself but they couldn’t escape the bristles.
“NOOOOOAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA STTAAAAAAAPPPP AHAHAHAHAHAHAAHA” she continued to scream with laughter as the bristles tickled all of the air out of her lungs, leaving her silently laughing whilst her head swayed from side to side.
The minutes slowly ticked down as she began to be close to passing out. Suddenly, the tickling stopped and bright lights appeared as the lid of the capsule opened, the pressure was lifted off her limbs allowing her to wriggle slightly. Tina eyes adjusted to the light and she saw the two girls stood over her looking in at her sweat body, her shorts had turned in places to dark green from the urine.
“How do you feel?” the slimmer girl mocked.
“F-FUCK YOU” Tina panted out, slowly regaining her breath. “Let me out now” she demanded. “I’m going to report both of you bitches and get you sacked”.
“I don’t think you will be” the girl said with a grin. “You can’t just go around insulting people”.
“I DON’T GIVE A FUCK! NOW LET ME OUT” she shouted.
“Let’s strike a deal” the girl responded.
“FUCK YOU” Tina screamed in rage.
“All I have to do is download the video feed of you time in the capsule, then upload it to Social Media” she said with an evil grin.
“Don’t you dare” Tina replied, horrified.
“Then the whole world can see a big, strong woman, wetting herself from a little tickling”.
“LET ME OUUUTTTT” Tina screamed in anger.
“Fine, if that’s how you want to be, you can be. But you still have 15 minutes of tickling left” she joked slowly closing the lid of the capsule.
“WAAAAIIIIITTTT” Tina screamed as the lid re-opened. “I’m going to contact the police as well”.
“HA” the girl laughed. “What are you going to tell them? How you abused my friend, signed the consent forms and then voluntarily got into the machine? Good one” she rolled her eyes. There is one more little thing”
“WHAT?” Tina snapped.
“Your clothes are soaking. Let me sort them out for you” she said with a smile as she produced a pair of scissors and cut the sides away to her sports bra, shorts and pants, before pulling them free, leaving her completely naked. “Enjoy the next 15 minutes” she laughed as she shut the lid.
“NO, NO, NOOOO” Tina called out as the clamps came down again, securing her naked body to the bench.
‘RESUME FULL BODY’
The discs and rollers span again before touching back down on her skin, this time she could feel the soft bristles on her breasts, pussy and bum that were previously protect by her shorts.
“NOOOAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA STAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAPPPP” she screamed again with laughter, thrashing her head from side to side as the tickle torture resumed.
“STAAAHAHAHAHAHAAP TICKLINGGGG MEEEEHEHEHEHEHAHHAHAHAHAHA” she cackled in ticklish agony as the whole of her body was tickled by the rotating bristles.
She laughed until her voice became horse as the countdown timer slowly hit zero.
‘CONGRATULATIONS ON COMPLETING YOUR FIRST WORK OUT, THE MACHINE IS MEASURING YOUR VITALS AND RECORDING THE DATA. YOUR WRISTS AND ANKLES WILL BE RELEASED SHORTLY’
The lid opened, her eyes slowly adjusting to the light before she saw the two girls stood over her again.
“Enjoy that?” The slimmer girl mocked.
“J-J-JUST LET ME OUT” Tina angrily shouted with her croaky voice.
“And what about our agreement? I also want an apology for my friend” she asked.
“SHOVE IT UP YOUR ARSE!” Tina replied.
“Do you know what?” the girl said in a pissed off tone. “A giant like you shouldn’t be throwing out insults”.
“FUCK OFF YOU TWERP” Tina responded with rage, still with her arms and ankles trapped.
“Tell me giant” the girl mocked. “Are these massive feet of yours ticklish?”
“STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM MY FEET!” Tina demanded.
Walking to the bottom of the capsule, the girl leaned in and pressed Tina’s left, sweaty sole back against the wall dividing her feet from her body.
“HEY Heheheehe WHAT YOU DOING?” Tina shouted and giggled as she felt something between her toes. The girl repeated the process for her right foot before clicking a switch. Tina’s feet were pulled back by her big toes against the wall, stretching out her big soles.
“Set it for another 15 minutes, this time, just her feet” the slim girl instructed to the larger girl before slamming the lid down.
‘WELL DONE FOR EXTENDING YOUR STAY. YOU HAVE SELECTED TO APPLY ALL INTENSITY TO YOUR FEET. IF THIS IS INCORRECT, PLEASE SELECT THE BACK BUTTON’
Tina’s eyes lit up in horror before she heard a beep.
‘YOU HAVE SELECTED MAXIMUM INTENSITY’
“NO, NO, NOOOO” Tina screamed in protest, shaking her head from side to side in disbelief.
A 15 minute countdown timer appeared on the ceiling.
This time, there was no 10 second countdown, the clock started ticking as Tina heard the whirring noises begin. She closed her eyes tight and held her breath. The spinning roller hit her heels and arches sending her screaming with laughter. Then she felt the most ticklish thing she had ever experienced, many mini bristled discs touched down on her toes, one disc on each of her toe pads. Mini bristled rollers hit under her toes, sending her body into spasms of ticklish laughter and screams, her body buckling from side to side. Tears streaming down her face as she cackled with laughter. Tina tried using all of the energy she had left to free her feet but couldn’t. She lay there laughing silently to herself as her body twitched and wriggled from side to side.
Eventually, the lid lifted up.
“P-P-Please, let me out. I won’t tell anyone” Tina begged.
“Do you forgive her?” the slimmer girl asked, before getting a nod of approval.
“Remember, you say anything to my boss, the video goes viral. Got it?” The girl instructed.
Tina just nodded her head.
The girl released her toes before deflating the ankle and wrist cuffs. As Tina slowly stood up, the chubbier girl handed her a robe.
“T-thankyou” Tina muttered before putting it on, picking up her trainers and exiting quickly to the locker room.
She sat down on the shower floor, letting the water hit her as she thought about what she had just been put through. She slowly caressed her big feet before climbing to her feet and drying herself. She looked at her phone seeing numerous missed calls from work, panicked and quickly dried herself before getting changed.
Heading towards the reception she saw the same receptionist.
“You’re running late Tina, got a day off or something?” The receptionist asked.
“No, just a long workout” she replied with her croaky voice.
“You sound awful, what have you been doing?” the receptionist replied.
“You didn’t tell me that they make you laugh to tone your abs” she mumbled out.
“Why would I, it says it on the sign” she joked. “Their warning is ‘not for the super ticklish’. Hence why I haven’t had it done. I can’t stand being tickled”.
Tina put her head in her hands and shook her head at her stupidity.
“I take it you don’t want to book another session then” the girl joked.
Tina gave her a smirk before touching her aching stomach and walking out.
