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Tracing the Fetish and its side effects

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Can anyone remember the exact time when you got your tickling fetish, the exact moment when the switch was hit?
I can remember: I was three years old and I saw a cartoon on the TV that had a foot tickling scene in it.

Can you guess which cartoon was it?

For the next couple of days tickling was all I could think about.
By the age of five i was very embarassed about it and couldn't stand hearing or speaking the word.

Right now I'm alot more open about it. I can tickle others or get tickled like it's just another day-to-day activity. I don't get embarassed anymore, I even shared my secret with my close friends, and my girlfriend.

However there is one problem: I can't say tickling, or any related word out loud. I could probably squeeze it trough in english, but it's an immposibility in my mothertongue. It's sort of like a silent censorship - I try to say it, but the word won't come out, and if I try for a longer period of time, I get headaches, and I start to feint. Does anybody have simmilar problems?

I guess my question is this: Do you remember when you got your fetish, and does it have any side effects?
 
I can't remember when or how I got my interest in tickling (nor my interest in women's feet) because they both go back as far as I can remember. So they extend to the beginning of my memory.
 
Me?

I've been very interested in tickling women and in women's feet since the age of 5.

I truly believe it's something genetic (something certain people are born with) and not something thats created by your environment.



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I remember it like it was the day before yesterday.
I was 5 years old.
I was watching a Popeye cartoon.
The one where Olive Oyle was dangling upside down by her foot.
She was hanging from a gurter of a building under constrruction.
Bluto peeled back the sole of her shoe & tickled her sole.
Well . . I stared at that scene & smiled.
I pointed to the TV & yelled, "THAT'S FOR ME!"
I watched every Popeye cartoon that came on waiting for another scene like that.
It was at that point that my passion for tickling & bare soles began.
 
This is probably not a good thing, but... I think I got my taste for the fetish when I was very young, maybe four or five. I was in a before and after school program at a nearby Church (we didn't go to it, just used the children's activities program for me). There was one teacher that everyone loved... John something. =P Anyway, so for whatever reason, I can remember countless times that he would drag me away to scold me personally or something. Anyway.. at one point, he was helping me brush off a bunch of dirt or something from outside, and when I pulled away, he decided I was ticklish. Not long after that, I remember doing something that got on his nerves with this other girl, because first he chased her down, and wrapped her up in a blanket. Then he chased me down, and did the same. Only.. with me, he sat me in his lap and tickled me for a while. I was saved only when my mom came, a moment or two later.

I never understood why she was so mad when she drove me home that day, though now I think I know why...

Still. At any rate, from that point on I couldn't help but wonder what it was like to be the giver as opposed to the receiver. In second grade, I got a best friend who was extremely ticklish.. and very unpredictable. At random intervals on the playground she would turn to me, lift her arms and command, "Tickle me!" And of course, I would. I did just about anything for that girl, since she was my best friend at the time...

Well, that's what really got me interested in it. I'd light up whenever I saw tickling on the television, and about four years ago I started doing searches for fanfiction of various fandoms with certain characters (mostly male) getting tickled. At one point I discovered the TMF, and there you have it. ^.^
 
I think I was born with it, and my love for it just grew the more I tickled my sister, and was tickled by her. We have a tradition in my house that if my sister, my dad or I am bored and one of the other 2 are about, we tickle them if they are presenting a target.

Ticking was such a normal part of life, I didn't realise that what happened to me when I was taking part didn't happen to most other people until I mentioned it to my sister when I was about 12. Needless to say she stopped then, but she carried on after that day, until I admitted it was a fetish.

It was such a normal day-to-day thing that I never had any problems with the word tickling or anything assocciated with it. It was just a thing that happened.
 
I think my tickling fetish evolved from a very strong fear/hate for being tickled. I remember when I was really 5-11 0r 12 I was tickled/bothered relentlessly by my older brother, who luckily had a different father so didnt' manage to visit often....i love him but lets face it, the relentless visiting tickles/wet willies on car rides pissed me off....probably why I still have something of a fear of him.

somewhere around the age of 11 or 12 I began the whole puberty deal and while others were watching regular porn from wherever they could get it, I remember having a very strong fetish for girl's hair.........or rather was afraid of being tickled by it (either way it produced the turnon). this all continued till i was about 17 and somewhere along the line I discovered some gay tickling site....i knew i wasn't gay but i knew i liked the whole deal, and that's why i have a pretty secret tickling fetish today. It's a shame I still fear/distrust it :illogical .
 
i began fantasizing about being tied and tickled around the age of eight..
 
Stage Whisper said:
This is probably not a good thing, Then he chased me down, and did the same. Only.. with me, he sat me in his lap and tickled me for a while. I was saved only when my mom came, a moment or two later.

I never understood why she was so mad when she drove me home that day, though now I think I know why...

No, that's NOT a good thing at all (when an adult indulges his tickle fetish on a child). Your mom should have kicked him in the balls right there and then. Maybe that guy went on to become a catholic priest...
 
tickler_n_black said:
Me?

I've been very interested in tickling women and in women's feet since the age of 5.

I truly believe it's something genetic (something certain people are born with) and not something thats created by your environment.



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i second that theory

for some reason ive always liked to be tickled and to tickle
 
I was aware that I was interested in tickling moreso than others at an early age. Oddly enough, tickling kind of freaked me out for that very reason. Anytime it was mentioned or anytime I saw it, I became a little nervous.

I didn't associate it with being a fetish until I was much older and found such sites as the TMF though.
 
Hm.... I've liked tickling for as long as I can remember. If I saw a cartoon with tickling in it, I used to get nervous and wiggle. Partly because I could imagine me being tickled and partly because I thought people might know that I liked it. I was so young, I didn't fully understand what was going on. If it was just me and my little brother and we were watching a cartoon with tickling in it, I'd say I didn't see the last part and back it up so I could see the tickling again. I'd go through this 3 or 4 times... until my brother got annoyed and wouldn't let me touch the VCR. ^///^
I didn't and still can't say the word "tickle" or "tickling" or "ticklish" without getting all shivery or blushing or pausing just before the word. I don't like to talk about tickling with my friends or anyone who doesn't know that I like tickling; but, if I know they're into tickling like I am, I can talk about it openly. It's weird what it does to me. It's fun to have little quirks like that. Hehe!

Big Smiles!
Lexie
^_^
 
A young age, probably watching my brother tickle all his girlfriends, but perhaps even before that.

My family is kind of non tickle in thought, so I keep it secret.

And it could very well be that dude became a priest. No one should indulge in tickling someone else's kid.
 
tickler_n_black said:
No, that's NOT a good thing at all (when an adult indulges his tickle fetish on a child). Your mom should have kicked him in the balls right there and then. Maybe that guy went on to become a catholic priest...

She must have done SOMETHING, 'cause he sorta avoided me for a while after that, so no harm done. And of course, I was an oblivious little kid at the time, so I just thought he was fooling around. ^^;

And who knows? Maybe he did, lol. I certainly didn't see him around the following year...
 
I don't know when exactly it started, but it's been for as long as I can remember. My older sister would tickle me since I don't even remember when, so its just progressed through both of us.

I'm like you though. I can type it, but in conversations, I can't naturally say anything about tickling. Just for some reason, the word or anything related to it just feels awkward comming out of my mouth. :idontwann
 
When I was a tot, I associated this behavior with my adult relatives, who never hesitated to get me when it occured to them to do so.

I'm not sure, but something I might've seen on TV could've triggered something...
 
Around 4 or 5 i believe, earliest memory i have. There was some show going on at grammar school, my mum was part of mothers club so she was setting it up and i was there. Durin the show a clown came into the crowd, took off one of the 8th graders' shoes and tickled her foot. Since then ive been hooked.
 
Well...

It probably started when I was three. A couple of girls in my preschool became my first couple of friends, and I probably tickled them a couple times. Can't exactly remember when.

In kindergarten, there was one girl I really liked, and when she laughed, it was like heaven for me. I wanted to hear more, but the only thing I thought of that would cause that was tickling.

Years later, I had forgotten my entire fetish until about middle school. 7th grade. The girls started developing, and every now and then I would see a couple of them outside of school. And in the summer, they would always wear a tank top or something, exposing their bellies, and it didn't help that I knew they were ticklish. So I had a hard time whenever I was around them for the rest of middle school.

And in highschool, all of the girls would, at some point, wear a shirt that would sometimes slide up a little and expose their bellies. So that was difficult for me then.

The only real side affect was that I couldn't always stay focused on my studies.
 
One day, at the age of 6-7, my two cousins (girls) wanted to play this game...
Each of us took turns being tickled by the 2 others and we had to stay immobile as long as we could. The loser had an extra tickling session penalty.
I have to admit, i did lost on purpose sometime.. :devil2:

That's what triggered my tickle fetish for sure.

By the way, I can easily say "tickle"... but when I have to say it in my native language, "chatouiller" i feel the way someone feel before a school oral presention... Same when i'm in a group and I see tickling that i'm not involved into...

Thanks for sharing (^.^)
 
Is this thread ok, what with all the underaged stories being shared?

Just wondering.

Forgive me.
 
I understand your complaint, I didn't thought about that.
I'd like to apologize if i've offended anyone.

When I red this thread, I did not read it the way you read a story about tickling that would involve children, I percieved it as if it was someone from my surrounding who was confessing about things he lived in the past.

I still understand what you mean, i'll be more careful next time :angel:
No harm I hope
Dam
 
I remember the precise moment it occurred to me I had a tickling fetish. I can envision it like it was yesterday, actually I wish it was yesterday,lol. Seriously, I was sitting on the edge of my bathtub talking to my boyfriend (don't ask,lol), and something he said (which now escapes me and has been drowned out by the rememberance of the tickling epiphany). Anyway, he said something that triggered something in me and I realized, it hit me...omgosh I have a tickling fetish too...I remember that even though he had one, as strong and profound as mine, and even though that is how we met, because of some comment I had made about my feet being ticklish...I was still incredibly embarrassed and afraid to tell him. He handled it beautifully I must say and we talked for hours after that...oh yeah, I think he tickled the hell out of me that night too,lol...minor details I overlooked.🙂

btw, I have never had difficulty saying the word tickle anywhere...I absolutely adore that word, even if I didn't love it for the reasons I love it most, I would love it, it's cute, sexy, makes my blood rush to my feet and head all at once...it's an extremely yummy word, no doubt...and that would be a quote by meee,lol.
 
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