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Here is Part 1 of Chapter 12 of The Tickle Cartel. I hope you enjoy it! Please let me know what you think, and thank you for reading!
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The next morning, Jen was woken up by a few pokes to her bare belly. Unlike previous days, Rebecca did not excessively tickle her, just enough to get her eyes open and her body squirming. “I’m fixing breakfast, sleepyhead, and I’d like to know what I can fix you?”
“If you have them, bacon and eggs would be good,” Jen forced her body to get up as she answered Rebecca, and her cheery host left the room to her. Once Rebecca was gone, Jen rubbed the sleep out of her eyes, and she looked through the closet that the two had organized after they got back from shopping. “What to wear, what to wear?” she considered out loud. She eventually picked out a crop top and a pair of shorts that did not mention tickling, and then she headed out to see if breakfast was ready. Sitting down at the table, Jen was greeted almost immediately by eggs being dumped on the plate in front of her. “Thanks, Rebecca!” she smiled before digging into the food. Before Jen was done with the eggs, her host had finished up making the bacon, putting it on the plate. Jen ate quietly while Rebecca cleaned up what she had used, and after thanking the cook, Jen headed to get ready for the day ahead of her.
“I’m all ready to go; when do we need to leave?” Jen wondered after a little bit.
Looking up at the clock and then back to Jen, Rebecca announced with a grin, “Well, we’ve got about half an hour before we need to leave. Guess I woke you up a little early today. I’ve got some books over there you can read, or we can play a game until we head out.”
“I’m just happy I’m ready really early,” Jen was not at all dismayed at this, and she picked out a book from the bookcase near the wall.
Jen was absorbed into the book when her host proclaimed, “Five minutes until we have to be out of here, Jen. We might as well head over a little early, though.”
“Do you have a bookmark?” Jen inquired. “This book is really interesting.”
“Yep, right by the shelf, there’s a lot,” Rebecca informed her. “You can keep reading after you get back from Transporter Training.”
“Okay,” Jen replied cheerfully. She took out a bookmark and placed it before grabbing her flip flops and following Rebecca out. Just as Rebecca had guessed, they were around ten minutes early for Transporter Training, and Jen waved goodbye to her host once they arrived. “See you when I’m done!” Rebecca waved back, and Jen headed inside. “Good morning, Miss Akari!”
“Good morning… Jen… right?” Miss Akari questioned her name.
“That’s me,” Jen smiled.
“Phew, it usually takes me a few days to get everyone’s name, but you made quite the impression yesterday,” Akari declared. “You’re the first one to get here today, and we’ve got about ten minutes until we start, so you can go ahead and take a seat unless you need something from me.”
“Can I get a locker for my flip flops?” Jen requested, and Miss Akari nodded. Once her shoes were safely in the locker, Jen headed inside and sat down in the same place as yesterday. People trickled in fairly quickly, with everyone wearing similar outfits to Jen. The only notable exception was Sienna, who chose to wear a bikini instead of a crop top and shorts, making her significantly more vulnerable than everyone else. Before class started, names were exchanged again; with the exception of Jen and Gabriella, no one’s name had stuck in the others’ short-term memories. Everyone knew each other again by the time that Miss Akari came into the classroom.
“Welcome, everyone, to the second day of Transporter Training,” Miss Akari broadcasted to the class. “I’m glad to see that everyone came in the required outfits, so we don’t need to punish anyone. And since there’s no other pressing matters, let’s get to what we’re going to do. Today, we will be focusing on partner training, so I will pair you up. Our pairs will be Theresa and Camille, Gabriella and Sienna, Jen and Zoe, and Catalina and Aurora.” As she assigned pairs, the teacher pointed to the students, just in case she got a name wrong. “Each person will be testing their partner’s tickle spots and getting to know them well. You will have the same partner for the remainder of the class, and you will be tickling them a lot, so make sure you get a detailed roadmap of those spots. Zoe and Sienna, you will be getting tickled first in your pairs, since we all know where to get Jen and Gabriella. The other groups can choose who will be laughing first.” After indicating that the choosing should be done immediately, Akari waited a few seconds before continuing, “Alright, now that each group has a ticklee to start with, let’s get our ticklees secured. In the front desk of each pair, there should be a pull-out drawer, right below the top and facing the other desk. Ticklers, please pull this out, and then ticklees, lay down on the pair of desks.” Once this was done, Miss Akari stepped down to Camille and Theresa’s desks to demonstrate the next part. “Right here, under the desk, there is a pair of cuffs for the ticklee’s hands. Lock them on your ticklee’s wrists as so, making sure that they are not hurting your ticklee. Then, go down to the other desk, where there will be a similar set of cuffs for their ankles. Go ahead and restrain your ticklees.” When everyone was restrained, the teacher spoke up again, “Alright, you will have twenty minutes to map out your ticklee’s most ticklish spots and then really tickle them. I’ll be coming around to give pointers to you about how to tickle different spots. When the twenty minutes are up, you will swap positions, and after that, we’ll be announcing everyone’s most ticklish spots to the entire class. Have fun!”
“Time to find out just how ticklish Zoe is,” Jen cast a predatory glance down towards her ticklee as she placed her fingertips at Zoe’s wrists. “And what better way to start than by getting you to tense up?” Jen’s expectations were confirmed as she dragged her fingers down the increasingly tense arms of her victim. Just past the elbows, Jen suddenly jumped down and launched a tickle attack on Zoe’s unprotected armpits, causing her ticklee to squeal in unexpected laughter. “Gotcha! Tickle, tickle, tickle, Zoe!” While her ticklee was certainly laughing a good amount, Jen learned that part of it was from the surprise of the unexpected tickle attack, and it came down to what Jen estimated as a medium ticklish amount as the surprise wore off. “How about we see where else you’re ticklish?” The fingernails made a quick, light trip to a ticklish neck, and the ticklee’s laughter further decreased. “Guess that wasn’t a good move. Oh, well, I’ll find a good one. How about down here?” Instead of going for Zoe’s ribs or belly, Jen went all the way down to the end of her desk and began tickling the bare feet of her subject. The laughter went back up to the armpit level, maybe slightly more, but it leveled out to a medium amount within half a minute.
“Alright, alright, so I haven’t hit a real hot spot yet, but that just means that when I find one, I’ll really get to go after it,” Jen announced. Jen’s next target was the legs, specifically the thighs, and she finally got some good laughter. Continuing to squeeze what she hoped was one of Zoe’s hot spots for several seconds, Jen confirmed that this was the most ticklish spot she had found so far. “Well, we’ll have to revisit this spot, now, won’t we?” However, since she had so many more spots to test, the tickler went after her ticklee’s bare belly, and the laughter decreased down below medium. Not even poking the bellybutton or squeezing the sides brought more laughter out from the ticklee, so Jen went onto the ribs. “Whoa, jackpot!” Zoe screamed and thrashed on the table, only limited by the cuffs holding her in place, and Jen struggled to keep tickling the ribs on her victim. Normally, Jen would have thought this would be a distraction for the rest of the room, but pretty much everyone had found a squealing spot on their sensitive ticklee by now. “I think I can safely claim this as a hot spot!” Jen tested a few quick techniques on the ribs before she finally gave her struggling ticklee a break from it. Since the thighs were a great spot, Jen went for Zoe’s knees, but she might as well have stopped tickling her. The tickler did observe her ticklee to make sure that she had not forced Zoe to go into silent laughter, but with Zoe smiling calmly and lifting her head to look at Jen, that was not the case. Jen continued the relaxing tickles for a short bit before squeezing the hips that were still out in the open, and the desperate squirming resumed. “Well, I don’t think these are quite as hot as your ribs or thighs, but it’s still a good spot to note. And now, let’s have fun.” Zoe’s eyes widened and her body went into pre-tickle squirms as Jen’s nails dangled over the hyper-ticklish ribs.
“And how are we doing over here?” Jen just heard Miss Akari’s question over Zoe’s laughter when tickling fingers descended to the ribs in front of her. “Oh, I see that we are doing quite well, at least Jen is,” the teacher answered her own question. “Jen, how is your assessment of her ticklish spots coming along?”
“Well, these…” Jen fiercely wiggled her fingers over what she had found to be Zoe’s best spot, “are definitely the most ticklish spot on her. I’ve found that her thighs and hips are pretty ticklish, too, and everything else is moderately to barely ticklish. I was just going to focus on the ribs for a little while. Do you have any tips for me?”
“First of all, good job on finding out the ticklish spots,” Akari complimented her student. “And I would try giving her lots of quick pokes with your hands to see if it tickles more, and switch between that and standard tickling unexpectedly. You have fun; I’m going to move on to another group.”
“Thanks, Miss Akari,” Jen thanked the teacher before switching to poking Zoe’s ribs. “Oh, this really tickles, doesn’t it, Zoe?” Jen teased her ticklee, who had burst into short, loud squeals. The squirming had not slowed in the slightest, but Jen was still able to maintain control over her tickle target by moving her hands to match the ribs. “Tickle, tickle, tickle, ticklish Zoe! I’ve got you, and I’m going to keep getting you!”
Finally, after what felt like just a couple of minutes to Jen and what must have felt like forever to Zoe, Miss Akari broadcasted, “Everyone, stop tickling! It’s been twenty minutes.” Jen’s fingers came off of Zoe, and the ticklee laid flat on her back, exhausted. “Untie your ticklees and grab them some water, and we’ll give them five minutes to recover from what you’ve just done.” As she released the bonds on her former ticklee, Jen realized that Zoe would definitely need those five minutes. The victim covered up her ribs with her arms upon their release, but she eventually let one up to take a cup of water from Jen. Soon, she was getting off the table, and Miss Akari came to wipe the table off. When the five-minute period was up, the teacher returned to the front of the classroom and instructed, “Everyone who was just tickling, get on the table; it’s your turn to be the ticklee. Theresa and Catalina, find out your new ticklee’s tickle spots just like they did to you. Sienna and Zoe, I think we know Gabriella and Jen’s most ticklish spots, so you can go wild on them, but I’d also advise you to take some time to look for new hot spots that I may have missed yesterday. Once again, I’ll be coming around in a few minutes to give techniques for how to make your ticklees laugh harder. Also remember that after we’re done with this, we’ll be announcing everyone’s most ticklish spots to the class.” Miss Akari went over how to tie the ticklee to the desk again, since the new group of ticklers had missed that earlier, and then she set them free to tickle.
“I’ll admit that you got my ribs good, but I can get you better,” Zoe’s voice was threatening as she towered over the bound Jen. “For instance, I know that here… and here… and here… all get good reactions from you.” At the three pauses, Jen’s tickler poked her right side, then left side, then bellybutton, all earning squeals from the ticklee. “And it seems that you’re ticklish all over, so if I were to tickle here…” the armpits became the next target, “you would laugh.” Jen did laugh, but not more than when the teacher tickled her there the day prior. “Still not such a good spot, I see. And how about your ribs?” Jen squealed in surprise when Zoe faked going after her ribs and instead squeezed her hips. “Yep, the hips sure are a decent spot on you.” The hip tickling continued for a few seconds until Jen’s laughter returned to the level it had been at yesterday, and then the tickler finally went to poke the ribs. “I think it’s a good thing that Miss Akari told you to do this to me, since I can do the same to you. It’s not quite as good, but it will work. And now, down to the less ticklish spots on you.” Zoe’s fingers lightly scratched at the surface of Jen’s legs, but just like the day before, it did not tickle enough to make Jen laugh. “Yeah, I didn’t think that would do anything, but maybe this will do a little.” The fingers arrived at the ticklee’s feet and began wiggling, causing the owner of those feet to break into giggles. Zoe worked all over the bare feet, looking for special weaknesses, but found none. “Oh, well, guess Miss Akari really pinpointed just where to get you, so time for you to laugh.”
“AHAHAHAHA!” Jen burst into loud laughter as ten fingers tickled her torso. Almost immediately, the laughter was joined by thrashing around on the table; although Jen’s mind liked the tickles, they were intense enough that her body hated them.
“Yep, super ticklish tum,” Zoe victoriously declared as her fingers found hyper-ticklish spot after hyper-ticklish spot. She paid special attention to Jen’s navel, ensuring that a finger was always wiggling in it, but did not neglect the remainder of the midriff in front of her.
“I see that you’ve confirmed how great of a spot Jen’s belly is,” Miss Akari noted above Jen’s laughter as she got to the group.
“Yeah, I couldn’t find any other spots that really got her laughing, so I figured that this would be the perfect one to pay her back for what she did to me,” Zoe stated as her fingers furiously danced over the tickle target.
“Yes, and you are doing a great job,” Miss Akari confirmed. “Would you like to hear some suggestions on how to get her back better?”
“I’m always open to suggestions for that,” Zoe smiled deviously and stared into Jen’s eyes.
“Raspberries can be pretty effective, especially on her bellybutton,” the teacher dictated. “Also, try squeezing her sides, especially if she tries to get wild and escape. It should make it easier to bring her back into place. And every so often, just go to town on her tummy so she doesn’t get used to what you’re doing.”
“Thanks, I’ll have to try that,” Zoe thanked Miss Akari as the latter headed to another group. “Let’s tickle torture your tummy, Jen! PFFFFFFFT!” Jen was beyond words when the raspberry in her tickle button was combined by the hands squeezing her sides. “PFFFT! PFFFFFFT! PFFFT!” Each time Jen received a raspberry in her bellybutton, she squirmed a little away, but she was put back in place with a strong side squeeze in time for the next one. Zoe continued the raspberry and side squeeze treatment for a little bit before switching it up. When the hands let go of her sides, fingernails replaced them, scribbling all over the stomach and sides. The sudden switch and intense tickles left Jen with little energy, and Zoe did not need to physically put Jen back in place to prepare her for another raspberry. In fact, the only energy Jen had left made her lift up her abdomen after the zerbert contacted her navel, inviting another round of teasing. “Oh, does Jen like having her tummy tickled? PFFFT! Does she like me blowing these raspberries in her tickle button? PFFFFFFT! Does she want more tickle torture on that tickle button of hers? PFFFT! PFFT! PFFFFFFFT!” Jen was stuck in laughter, unable to comprehend anything that was being said to her, and she never heard Miss Akari call to end the tickling. She would not have recognized that this ticklish ordeal was over except that she stopped feeling hands tickling her torso. “Here you go, Jen.” Looking up at the first thing she heard since the raspberry treatment started, the ticklee took the water offered to her by Zoe. Her bonds were all undone, and she was helped off the makeshift tickle table by her former tickler.
After Jen thanked Zoe for the water, she sat down in her desk chair as Zoe and the other ticklers from the second round reverted the tables to normal. Jen stared off into space in the direction of the front of the classroom until she was snapped out of it by Miss Akari announcing, “That’s been five minutes, and now, it’s time for everyone to share their partner’s most ticklish spots. Let’s start with Theresa. Where is Camille most ticklish?”
“Her knees were really weak to squeezing, and I could tickle the backs of them for a long time,” Theresa gave a mischievous look to Camille when she detailed the latter’s tickle spot.
“Good,” Miss Akari stated. “And Camille, what about Theresa?”
“Tickle her feet, and she’ll go crazy,” Camille confidently declared.
Miss Akari motioned to Sienna to go next, and the bikini-clad student confirmed what everyone knew, “Gabriella’s neck is still her weak spot, although her feet are awfully tempting.”
“And Sienna’s sides are crazy ticklish,” Gabriella proclaimed when prompted.
“Catalina’s armpits can’t stand even a little tickle,” Aurora was up next.
“Well, squeezing Aurora’s hips made up for that and more,” Catalina retorted.
“I think we all learned just how ticklish Jen’s belly was yesterday,” Zoe affirmed Jen’s tickle spot.
“And Zoe’s ribs make a nice tickle target,” Jen finished off the group, a superior air having returned to her voice.
“Good job to all of you on finding and telling everyone your partner’s tickle spots,” Miss Akari broadcasted to the room. “I’m sure those will come in very handily later this week. Now, we’re going to take a twenty-minute break. Meet back here at 9:30 for the next activity.”
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Chapter 11: Prep Week, Day 1, Part 8
The next morning, Jen was woken up by a few pokes to her bare belly. Unlike previous days, Rebecca did not excessively tickle her, just enough to get her eyes open and her body squirming. “I’m fixing breakfast, sleepyhead, and I’d like to know what I can fix you?”
“If you have them, bacon and eggs would be good,” Jen forced her body to get up as she answered Rebecca, and her cheery host left the room to her. Once Rebecca was gone, Jen rubbed the sleep out of her eyes, and she looked through the closet that the two had organized after they got back from shopping. “What to wear, what to wear?” she considered out loud. She eventually picked out a crop top and a pair of shorts that did not mention tickling, and then she headed out to see if breakfast was ready. Sitting down at the table, Jen was greeted almost immediately by eggs being dumped on the plate in front of her. “Thanks, Rebecca!” she smiled before digging into the food. Before Jen was done with the eggs, her host had finished up making the bacon, putting it on the plate. Jen ate quietly while Rebecca cleaned up what she had used, and after thanking the cook, Jen headed to get ready for the day ahead of her.
“I’m all ready to go; when do we need to leave?” Jen wondered after a little bit.
Looking up at the clock and then back to Jen, Rebecca announced with a grin, “Well, we’ve got about half an hour before we need to leave. Guess I woke you up a little early today. I’ve got some books over there you can read, or we can play a game until we head out.”
“I’m just happy I’m ready really early,” Jen was not at all dismayed at this, and she picked out a book from the bookcase near the wall.
Jen was absorbed into the book when her host proclaimed, “Five minutes until we have to be out of here, Jen. We might as well head over a little early, though.”
“Do you have a bookmark?” Jen inquired. “This book is really interesting.”
“Yep, right by the shelf, there’s a lot,” Rebecca informed her. “You can keep reading after you get back from Transporter Training.”
“Okay,” Jen replied cheerfully. She took out a bookmark and placed it before grabbing her flip flops and following Rebecca out. Just as Rebecca had guessed, they were around ten minutes early for Transporter Training, and Jen waved goodbye to her host once they arrived. “See you when I’m done!” Rebecca waved back, and Jen headed inside. “Good morning, Miss Akari!”
“Good morning… Jen… right?” Miss Akari questioned her name.
“That’s me,” Jen smiled.
“Phew, it usually takes me a few days to get everyone’s name, but you made quite the impression yesterday,” Akari declared. “You’re the first one to get here today, and we’ve got about ten minutes until we start, so you can go ahead and take a seat unless you need something from me.”
“Can I get a locker for my flip flops?” Jen requested, and Miss Akari nodded. Once her shoes were safely in the locker, Jen headed inside and sat down in the same place as yesterday. People trickled in fairly quickly, with everyone wearing similar outfits to Jen. The only notable exception was Sienna, who chose to wear a bikini instead of a crop top and shorts, making her significantly more vulnerable than everyone else. Before class started, names were exchanged again; with the exception of Jen and Gabriella, no one’s name had stuck in the others’ short-term memories. Everyone knew each other again by the time that Miss Akari came into the classroom.
“Welcome, everyone, to the second day of Transporter Training,” Miss Akari broadcasted to the class. “I’m glad to see that everyone came in the required outfits, so we don’t need to punish anyone. And since there’s no other pressing matters, let’s get to what we’re going to do. Today, we will be focusing on partner training, so I will pair you up. Our pairs will be Theresa and Camille, Gabriella and Sienna, Jen and Zoe, and Catalina and Aurora.” As she assigned pairs, the teacher pointed to the students, just in case she got a name wrong. “Each person will be testing their partner’s tickle spots and getting to know them well. You will have the same partner for the remainder of the class, and you will be tickling them a lot, so make sure you get a detailed roadmap of those spots. Zoe and Sienna, you will be getting tickled first in your pairs, since we all know where to get Jen and Gabriella. The other groups can choose who will be laughing first.” After indicating that the choosing should be done immediately, Akari waited a few seconds before continuing, “Alright, now that each group has a ticklee to start with, let’s get our ticklees secured. In the front desk of each pair, there should be a pull-out drawer, right below the top and facing the other desk. Ticklers, please pull this out, and then ticklees, lay down on the pair of desks.” Once this was done, Miss Akari stepped down to Camille and Theresa’s desks to demonstrate the next part. “Right here, under the desk, there is a pair of cuffs for the ticklee’s hands. Lock them on your ticklee’s wrists as so, making sure that they are not hurting your ticklee. Then, go down to the other desk, where there will be a similar set of cuffs for their ankles. Go ahead and restrain your ticklees.” When everyone was restrained, the teacher spoke up again, “Alright, you will have twenty minutes to map out your ticklee’s most ticklish spots and then really tickle them. I’ll be coming around to give pointers to you about how to tickle different spots. When the twenty minutes are up, you will swap positions, and after that, we’ll be announcing everyone’s most ticklish spots to the entire class. Have fun!”
“Time to find out just how ticklish Zoe is,” Jen cast a predatory glance down towards her ticklee as she placed her fingertips at Zoe’s wrists. “And what better way to start than by getting you to tense up?” Jen’s expectations were confirmed as she dragged her fingers down the increasingly tense arms of her victim. Just past the elbows, Jen suddenly jumped down and launched a tickle attack on Zoe’s unprotected armpits, causing her ticklee to squeal in unexpected laughter. “Gotcha! Tickle, tickle, tickle, Zoe!” While her ticklee was certainly laughing a good amount, Jen learned that part of it was from the surprise of the unexpected tickle attack, and it came down to what Jen estimated as a medium ticklish amount as the surprise wore off. “How about we see where else you’re ticklish?” The fingernails made a quick, light trip to a ticklish neck, and the ticklee’s laughter further decreased. “Guess that wasn’t a good move. Oh, well, I’ll find a good one. How about down here?” Instead of going for Zoe’s ribs or belly, Jen went all the way down to the end of her desk and began tickling the bare feet of her subject. The laughter went back up to the armpit level, maybe slightly more, but it leveled out to a medium amount within half a minute.
“Alright, alright, so I haven’t hit a real hot spot yet, but that just means that when I find one, I’ll really get to go after it,” Jen announced. Jen’s next target was the legs, specifically the thighs, and she finally got some good laughter. Continuing to squeeze what she hoped was one of Zoe’s hot spots for several seconds, Jen confirmed that this was the most ticklish spot she had found so far. “Well, we’ll have to revisit this spot, now, won’t we?” However, since she had so many more spots to test, the tickler went after her ticklee’s bare belly, and the laughter decreased down below medium. Not even poking the bellybutton or squeezing the sides brought more laughter out from the ticklee, so Jen went onto the ribs. “Whoa, jackpot!” Zoe screamed and thrashed on the table, only limited by the cuffs holding her in place, and Jen struggled to keep tickling the ribs on her victim. Normally, Jen would have thought this would be a distraction for the rest of the room, but pretty much everyone had found a squealing spot on their sensitive ticklee by now. “I think I can safely claim this as a hot spot!” Jen tested a few quick techniques on the ribs before she finally gave her struggling ticklee a break from it. Since the thighs were a great spot, Jen went for Zoe’s knees, but she might as well have stopped tickling her. The tickler did observe her ticklee to make sure that she had not forced Zoe to go into silent laughter, but with Zoe smiling calmly and lifting her head to look at Jen, that was not the case. Jen continued the relaxing tickles for a short bit before squeezing the hips that were still out in the open, and the desperate squirming resumed. “Well, I don’t think these are quite as hot as your ribs or thighs, but it’s still a good spot to note. And now, let’s have fun.” Zoe’s eyes widened and her body went into pre-tickle squirms as Jen’s nails dangled over the hyper-ticklish ribs.
“And how are we doing over here?” Jen just heard Miss Akari’s question over Zoe’s laughter when tickling fingers descended to the ribs in front of her. “Oh, I see that we are doing quite well, at least Jen is,” the teacher answered her own question. “Jen, how is your assessment of her ticklish spots coming along?”
“Well, these…” Jen fiercely wiggled her fingers over what she had found to be Zoe’s best spot, “are definitely the most ticklish spot on her. I’ve found that her thighs and hips are pretty ticklish, too, and everything else is moderately to barely ticklish. I was just going to focus on the ribs for a little while. Do you have any tips for me?”
“First of all, good job on finding out the ticklish spots,” Akari complimented her student. “And I would try giving her lots of quick pokes with your hands to see if it tickles more, and switch between that and standard tickling unexpectedly. You have fun; I’m going to move on to another group.”
“Thanks, Miss Akari,” Jen thanked the teacher before switching to poking Zoe’s ribs. “Oh, this really tickles, doesn’t it, Zoe?” Jen teased her ticklee, who had burst into short, loud squeals. The squirming had not slowed in the slightest, but Jen was still able to maintain control over her tickle target by moving her hands to match the ribs. “Tickle, tickle, tickle, ticklish Zoe! I’ve got you, and I’m going to keep getting you!”
Finally, after what felt like just a couple of minutes to Jen and what must have felt like forever to Zoe, Miss Akari broadcasted, “Everyone, stop tickling! It’s been twenty minutes.” Jen’s fingers came off of Zoe, and the ticklee laid flat on her back, exhausted. “Untie your ticklees and grab them some water, and we’ll give them five minutes to recover from what you’ve just done.” As she released the bonds on her former ticklee, Jen realized that Zoe would definitely need those five minutes. The victim covered up her ribs with her arms upon their release, but she eventually let one up to take a cup of water from Jen. Soon, she was getting off the table, and Miss Akari came to wipe the table off. When the five-minute period was up, the teacher returned to the front of the classroom and instructed, “Everyone who was just tickling, get on the table; it’s your turn to be the ticklee. Theresa and Catalina, find out your new ticklee’s tickle spots just like they did to you. Sienna and Zoe, I think we know Gabriella and Jen’s most ticklish spots, so you can go wild on them, but I’d also advise you to take some time to look for new hot spots that I may have missed yesterday. Once again, I’ll be coming around in a few minutes to give techniques for how to make your ticklees laugh harder. Also remember that after we’re done with this, we’ll be announcing everyone’s most ticklish spots to the class.” Miss Akari went over how to tie the ticklee to the desk again, since the new group of ticklers had missed that earlier, and then she set them free to tickle.
“I’ll admit that you got my ribs good, but I can get you better,” Zoe’s voice was threatening as she towered over the bound Jen. “For instance, I know that here… and here… and here… all get good reactions from you.” At the three pauses, Jen’s tickler poked her right side, then left side, then bellybutton, all earning squeals from the ticklee. “And it seems that you’re ticklish all over, so if I were to tickle here…” the armpits became the next target, “you would laugh.” Jen did laugh, but not more than when the teacher tickled her there the day prior. “Still not such a good spot, I see. And how about your ribs?” Jen squealed in surprise when Zoe faked going after her ribs and instead squeezed her hips. “Yep, the hips sure are a decent spot on you.” The hip tickling continued for a few seconds until Jen’s laughter returned to the level it had been at yesterday, and then the tickler finally went to poke the ribs. “I think it’s a good thing that Miss Akari told you to do this to me, since I can do the same to you. It’s not quite as good, but it will work. And now, down to the less ticklish spots on you.” Zoe’s fingers lightly scratched at the surface of Jen’s legs, but just like the day before, it did not tickle enough to make Jen laugh. “Yeah, I didn’t think that would do anything, but maybe this will do a little.” The fingers arrived at the ticklee’s feet and began wiggling, causing the owner of those feet to break into giggles. Zoe worked all over the bare feet, looking for special weaknesses, but found none. “Oh, well, guess Miss Akari really pinpointed just where to get you, so time for you to laugh.”
“AHAHAHAHA!” Jen burst into loud laughter as ten fingers tickled her torso. Almost immediately, the laughter was joined by thrashing around on the table; although Jen’s mind liked the tickles, they were intense enough that her body hated them.
“Yep, super ticklish tum,” Zoe victoriously declared as her fingers found hyper-ticklish spot after hyper-ticklish spot. She paid special attention to Jen’s navel, ensuring that a finger was always wiggling in it, but did not neglect the remainder of the midriff in front of her.
“I see that you’ve confirmed how great of a spot Jen’s belly is,” Miss Akari noted above Jen’s laughter as she got to the group.
“Yeah, I couldn’t find any other spots that really got her laughing, so I figured that this would be the perfect one to pay her back for what she did to me,” Zoe stated as her fingers furiously danced over the tickle target.
“Yes, and you are doing a great job,” Miss Akari confirmed. “Would you like to hear some suggestions on how to get her back better?”
“I’m always open to suggestions for that,” Zoe smiled deviously and stared into Jen’s eyes.
“Raspberries can be pretty effective, especially on her bellybutton,” the teacher dictated. “Also, try squeezing her sides, especially if she tries to get wild and escape. It should make it easier to bring her back into place. And every so often, just go to town on her tummy so she doesn’t get used to what you’re doing.”
“Thanks, I’ll have to try that,” Zoe thanked Miss Akari as the latter headed to another group. “Let’s tickle torture your tummy, Jen! PFFFFFFFT!” Jen was beyond words when the raspberry in her tickle button was combined by the hands squeezing her sides. “PFFFT! PFFFFFFT! PFFFT!” Each time Jen received a raspberry in her bellybutton, she squirmed a little away, but she was put back in place with a strong side squeeze in time for the next one. Zoe continued the raspberry and side squeeze treatment for a little bit before switching it up. When the hands let go of her sides, fingernails replaced them, scribbling all over the stomach and sides. The sudden switch and intense tickles left Jen with little energy, and Zoe did not need to physically put Jen back in place to prepare her for another raspberry. In fact, the only energy Jen had left made her lift up her abdomen after the zerbert contacted her navel, inviting another round of teasing. “Oh, does Jen like having her tummy tickled? PFFFT! Does she like me blowing these raspberries in her tickle button? PFFFFFFT! Does she want more tickle torture on that tickle button of hers? PFFFT! PFFT! PFFFFFFFT!” Jen was stuck in laughter, unable to comprehend anything that was being said to her, and she never heard Miss Akari call to end the tickling. She would not have recognized that this ticklish ordeal was over except that she stopped feeling hands tickling her torso. “Here you go, Jen.” Looking up at the first thing she heard since the raspberry treatment started, the ticklee took the water offered to her by Zoe. Her bonds were all undone, and she was helped off the makeshift tickle table by her former tickler.
After Jen thanked Zoe for the water, she sat down in her desk chair as Zoe and the other ticklers from the second round reverted the tables to normal. Jen stared off into space in the direction of the front of the classroom until she was snapped out of it by Miss Akari announcing, “That’s been five minutes, and now, it’s time for everyone to share their partner’s most ticklish spots. Let’s start with Theresa. Where is Camille most ticklish?”
“Her knees were really weak to squeezing, and I could tickle the backs of them for a long time,” Theresa gave a mischievous look to Camille when she detailed the latter’s tickle spot.
“Good,” Miss Akari stated. “And Camille, what about Theresa?”
“Tickle her feet, and she’ll go crazy,” Camille confidently declared.
Miss Akari motioned to Sienna to go next, and the bikini-clad student confirmed what everyone knew, “Gabriella’s neck is still her weak spot, although her feet are awfully tempting.”
“And Sienna’s sides are crazy ticklish,” Gabriella proclaimed when prompted.
“Catalina’s armpits can’t stand even a little tickle,” Aurora was up next.
“Well, squeezing Aurora’s hips made up for that and more,” Catalina retorted.
“I think we all learned just how ticklish Jen’s belly was yesterday,” Zoe affirmed Jen’s tickle spot.
“And Zoe’s ribs make a nice tickle target,” Jen finished off the group, a superior air having returned to her voice.
“Good job to all of you on finding and telling everyone your partner’s tickle spots,” Miss Akari broadcasted to the room. “I’m sure those will come in very handily later this week. Now, we’re going to take a twenty-minute break. Meet back here at 9:30 for the next activity.”
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Chapter 12: Prep Week, Day 2, Part 2
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