midrifftickler
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You had been having a great time at the theme park so far. All the rides you went on were very fun, and the lines were short because of the weekdays. However, your fun was only getting started when you encountered the tickle ride.
Your tall figure is in an empty section of the park when you realize that many of the buildings there were unoccupied. Curious, you enter one to see if there is anything in there. After you walked in, you spot a staircase with a sign reading “Ride” near it. The sign is pointing down the stairs, so you decide to check it out. You go down, finding a civilization.
The first thing you see is a group of cheerleaders standing in a group, focusing on something in the middle. One of them notices you and strolls over. “Hello,” she smiles. “My name is Jen. I bet you are wondering what is down here.”
“Yes, I was curious,” you admit. Pointing to the group, you continue, “What are they doing?”
“I’ll tell you about this place, and then you will understand what they are doing,” she responds. “You saw the ride sign at the beginning, I presume?” You nod. “Well, this ride is a ride filled with tickling. There are eight stations or rounds, although they are numbered from zero to seven, and you go around to get tickled there. In addition, you can have a guide, which is one of us cheerleaders. We get to tickle you, but you don’t get to tickle us unless we specifically allow it. After Round 1, I can even tie you up to tickle you. The first six rounds of the tickling are in that village over there, called Cheer Town, and the other two are around the entire community. The tickling starts with a single light stroke on your belly, and it gets progressively more torturous, with the last one being a full tickle torture. All these other cheerleaders can also come over and tickle you. After you complete Round 7, you get a Tickle Pass, which allows you to tickle cheerleaders without permission, although we can still tickle you. If you want, I can take you all around Cheer Town once you complete the course, which is where all the cheerleaders live. Should we be able to dodge the majority of cheerleaders there, you will be safe and we can have fun. They have a reputation for tying visitors like you to poles with their arms up and tickling your most ticklish spot. However, my roommates and I will only tickle you a little, and we’ll let you tickle us. So, do you want to continue?”
You ponder this for a little while, as you are extremely ticklish. If you say yes, this girl is promising that you will get tickled in your most ticklish spot, your stomach. Nevertheless, if you refuse, you might never get a chance to be part of a ticklish community like the one they have here. After all, she did promise that you could tickle the cheerleaders later. “Yes, I do, but I still have one question,” you finally decide. “What are they doing in that group?”
“There is a cheerleader in the middle, and they are tickling her entire abdomen,” Jen informs you. “I do have one more thing to tell you. I am probably the most merciless tickler that is employed here. If you want to be tickle tortured before the last two stations, stay with me. Should you let me be your guide, I promise that I will find your most ticklish spot and tickle it a ton. You will be tickled for an average of ten minutes in between sessions. If this is alright with you, we can start, but if you want to be tickled less, I would be happy to find you a different tickle guide.”
“I’ll stay with you,” you reply. “I have never been tickle tortured before, and I want to find out just how much I can resist.”
“Cool,” she happily announces. “Let’s get started. Lie down face up; I am going to find your tickle spots. Also, put your arms in the air and don’t move them down, no matter what happens.” Once you do this, it doesn’t take long before you feel ten fingers wiggling in your armpits through your shirt. You start laughing hard, but she refuses to stop. “That’s pretty ticklish, but I don’t think it is what I am looking for.” She moves to your ribs. “Wow, these aren’t nearly as ticklish as your armpits. I think I’ll skip your belly now and go straight for the legs.” Jen’s fingers follow her words, and soon your laughter stops, as your legs are not ticklish. “I really need to find a good tickle spot, and soon.” The next spot to be tickled is your feet, and you can hardly stand that. “This is a good spot, but there is still one left.” With that, she transfers her fingers up to your midsection, and you start begging for mercy, unable to take this. “I think I found your tickle spot,” Jen teases. “Let’s tickle here for a while.” She tickles your tummy for a couple more minutes through the shirt, and then she lifts this up, and the tickling becomes more torturous. After five minutes of this, you get a break.
“Wow, that was exhausting,” you proclaim after everything is done.
“That’s the point,” she answers. “Now how about we get started on the stations?”
“Well, if it will get you to stop tickling me for a while, let’s go,” you respond. Jen guides you to a station marked ‘Round 0’. You go in and a cheerleader hands you a paper.
“This is a very important paper,” she explains. “You need to get your tickler at each station to mark this when the tickling is complete. They will put how ticklish you were at their station in this column, measured by the Tickle-Meter that you will be hooked up to. This will tell your guide where and how much to tickle you to help you become more ticklish. Once you are finished with all seven rounds, come back to me and I will give you a Tickle Pass. This pass is valid in all of Tickle County, which comprises the area of Cheer Town and around, and it will encourage the cheerleaders in Cheer Town to show you some mercy. I’m sure Jen told you about their ruthlessness. Have fun. Your first tickler awaits you beyond those doors.”
When you walk towards the doors, Jen declares, “I am not allowed in there as a guide, so you’ll have to go in alone.” You continue in to where your tickler is waiting for you.
The room you are to be tickled in is not exactly what you would expect from this theme park. Far from the torture room you thought it would be, the area consists of a machine, which you later learn is the Tickle-Meter, some wires connected to it, a desk, a soft bed, and mostly bare walls. “Hello,” a cheerleader greets you. “My name is Jill, and I will be your tickler for Station 0. Please place your paper on the desk and lie down on the bed so we can start the test.” You do as you are told, and soon she puts the wires connected to the machine all over your body and a mask over your mouth. At this point, you start to wonder if Jen was lying when she said the first test would just be a single stroke on your belly. “Okay, let’s do the test.” Jill places the nail of her pointer on your most ticklish spot and strokes down through your bellybutton to your hips, eliciting a giggle from you. “Well, the test is done.” She fills out your paper and takes everything off. “You can go now. Have a ticklish time.” You walk out the door, finding Jen waiting for you.
“Well, how was it?” she inquires.
“It was fine, not too hard,” you reply.
“I need to see your paper to find out what you got,” she tells you. You give her the paper, and she looks over it. “You got an 80 on this test. I’ll explain the scoring system to you. The Tickle-Meter scale goes from 1-100, with 1 being no ticklishness and 100 means that it was pure torture. This measures how much laughter comes out of your mouth and calculates the score based on the difficulty of the level and time of the tickling. This 80 means that we need to condition your tummy to get a higher score. Come with me; it’s time for more tickling.” She leads you to a quiet place under some trees, and she orders you to lie down, pulling up your shirt to reveal your abdomen. “Place your hands in the air; the tickling will start soon.”
Right after your hands are above your head, Jen’s fingers come down to your stomach and start scribbling all over it. “HAHAHAHASTOPHAHA!” you laugh as the tickling comes. Jen ignores you and continues to torture your most ticklish spot. Quickly, the tickling begins to get to you, and after two minutes, you see the cheerleader pull out a feather from her uniform. “No, not the feather!” you exclaim as it is lowered to your midriff, but Jen pays no attention. You beg and plead for mercy, but no attention is paid towards your demands by the professional tickler. For eight more minutes, the feather strokes over your entire midsection, and then it suddenly ceases.
“Get up; we’re going to Station 1,” Jen commands. You follow her orders, and your shirt falls to your waist again. “I’ll lead you there with tickling. A tickle on the right side means right, the left side means left, and if I tickle both, you go straight.” She gives you an example, and before long, you have been led to the station with Jen’s side tickling tactic.
When you enter Station 1, you find four separate rooms, all unlocked. You opt to go to the one on the right, but when you enter, it is completely different setting. Although there is a Tickle-Meter and a desk here, unlike the Round 0 room, there are a set of stocks, and the attitude of the room conveys that torture happens here. Not long after you observe the room, a smiling cheerleader enters, beginning with, “Hi. My name’s Tiffany, and I will tickle your feet a little bit in Round 1. Please lie down near the stocks after you place your paper on the desk. Are you worried about the torture look of the room? Don’t worry; it’s just to scare customers a little. I’m pretty merciful, but I do need you to remove your shoes and socks so I can tickle your feet. One more thing left.” She uses a key to unlock and open the stocks, placing your bare feet in them and closing the device.
“It’s time for the test,” she announces. At this comment, the cheerleader moves to your feet and wiggles her fingers against your soles. In response, you break out in laughter, making her continue happily. Her tickles move up to the bottom of your toes quickly, and your entire bare feet have been tickled within a minute, when she ceases. “Now that wasn’t so bad, was it?” You respond with a nod yes, and the cheerleader returns, tickling your sole with one hand and freeing you with the other. When the stocks are open, you move your feet out, and Tiffany returns your sheet. As you depart, Tiffany strokes her hand across your sides, proclaiming, “Come to the Tickle Tower when you’re done for more fun. Ask your guide where it is.” You nod back at her and head towards Jen for even more tickling.
“Hi, how was Station 1?” Jen inquires as you come to her and see that she has some rope in her pocket and around her waist.
“It was okay,” you answer. “The tickler was pretty kind. She told me to come to the Tickle Tower later for more fun.”
“You had Tiffany,” Jen realizes. “She’s one of my roommates, and she is pretty fun. Can I see your paper? You got a 60 on this test. That makes sense with the results of the previous test. We’ll improve this later, but now is time for more tickling. Let’s head back to the trees.” You travel back to the forest with Jen, and when you arrive at the site, Jen orders, “Sit back against that tree, hands raised and legs outstretched.” Obeying, you can only watch as Jen proceeds to tie your arms to the tree and your ankles together, leaving you extremely vulnerable.
Now fully in control, Jen pulls out a feather duster from a pocket. “This ought to increase your scores for the tummy tests,” she proclaims. “I’ll just tickle you for ten minutes.” The myriad feathers on the duster are quickly dusting off your abdomen, and you break out in laughter.
At the end of ten minutes, Jen takes the feather duster away, and then she decides to make you a little more exposed. “When I untie you, I will take you to a room where we can trade your current clothes for a bikini,” she commands. “I will place your clothes in a cubby as you are performing Round 2, and with that, your tummy and feet will be bare for the rest of the time.” Right after she frees you, Jen tickles you to a building, where you change into a bikini, and your two most ticklish spots are now unprotected. Jen then tickles you to Station 2, and once you enter the building, she departs, allowing you to enter one of the tickling rooms.
The tickling room for Round 2 was very much like the Round 0 room, the only difference being that straps were on the table. Although you did not know exactly what these were for, you had your suspicions. As you glance around the room again, you think about how the test will be. The absence of stocks allows you to assume your belly will be the target, and you start to imagine a couple feathers conducting the test.
The tools are controlled by an energetic, smiling cheerleader who seems happy with her job. As you look helplessly into your tickler’s face, her perpetual smile makes you realize something: being tickled can actually be fun. For as long as you can remember, whenever the word tickle was uttered, you would cover up your midriff in defense. All of this changed when the cheerleaders started tickling you, as they were so kind while conducting tests that the thought of your midsection and feet getting tickled became more relaxing than disturbing.
Suddenly, the feeling of nails on your sides brings you back to reality. You leap away from the tickling and turn to face your assailant. “Hello, I’m Tammy,” she introduces herself, “and I will tickle you for Round 2. You looked a little lost in thought, but I thought we should start the fun soon. I need you to place your paper on the desk and lay on the table in an X position.” Once you are in the proper position, the cheerleader presses a button on the table, and the straps on the tables restrain your wrists and ankles. Tammy travels to the side by your head and pushes another button, and a set of drawers with tickle tools appears. After observing the contents meticulously, Tammy picks up a couple of feathers, showing them to you. Your tickler proceeds on to your right side and explains the station.
“In Station 2, I will tickle your bare belly with these for two minutes. The Tickle-Meter will measure your reaction, and then I will unbind you. For my room, I always allow a little revenge to be taken following the tickling. After I release you, I will hand you a feather, and you will then have a minute to tickle me with this or your hands. I highly suggest you get me on the tummy, my most ticklish spot, but I will remove my shoes and socks, so my feet and armpits will also be vulnerable. Also, I will probably tickle you with the remaining feather or my fingers. Do you understand? Well, then let’s go!”
She sets and activates the timer, and the feathers stroke around your stomach. At first, Tammy focuses in and around the bellybutton, but the feathers eventually move around to every part of your abdomen. During the tickling, you react with greater ticklishness than ever, but your eyes remain fixated on Tammy’s bare midsection as you enjoy the merciless tickling. When the tickles cease, you realize that you like the tickling so much that you want more. Tammy notes your score for the round, following this by freeing you. Once your bondage is gone, she hands you a feather.
“Okay, you’ve got a minute for revenge,” Tammy announces. Once this is stated, your feather travels to the bare stomach of the cheerleader, and she shrieks and backs away. You hurry to keep up with her movement, and soon she is on the floor, laughing uncontrollably. Seeing an opportunity to make her even more helpless, you tickle Tammy’s tummy with the fingers of your free hand. Still laughing, Tammy gets her chance, and soon her feather is tickling your unprotected bellybutton. You both continue to tickle the other’s belly and laugh from getting tickled for the remainder of the minute. When the timer the cheerleader set beeps, both feathers rush away from the midriffs. “That was fun. I’ll be hanging around Station 0 after my shift, so come over there when you’re done for more tickle fights. See you later.” She hands you the paper and you depart, returning to Jen’s merciless fingers.
“Were the feathers fun?” Jen inquires as you reach her.
“Yeah, they were better than I imagined they would be,” you answer honestly, handing her the paper that she desires.
“Looks like we have improved,” she notes after a glance. “You got a 90 on this test. At this rate, you’ll surely be at a 100 by Round 4, but I think you’re aware that it is time for more tickling now.” Jen guides you deeper into the forest she tickled you in last time until you reach two trees that are very close to each other. “These two trees ought to do what we need. I’m going to need you to stand between these trees with your palms and ankles touching each tree.” Jen binds your wrists and ankles to the trees, and you are stuck in an X position again. After you are bound, Jen digs under your feet for three inches, and you are suspended above the ground. “This time, I will tickle your bare tummy for eight minutes, and the last two minutes will be spent on your feet.”
Right when she concludes the explanation, Jen pulls out two feather dusters and places them on your most ticklish spot. “Tickle, tickle,” she teases, and then the dusters start cleaning. You cannot help but scream in laughter; it tickles too much. Even though Jen is enjoying this time, she stops and puts the dusters in her pockets after eight minutes. You do not know why, but on the way down, the dusters brush over Jen’s bare midsection, tickling the cheerleader. In response to being tickled, she giggles until the dusters leave, acting as it the tickling were unplanned. Jen proceeds to remove two electric toothbrushes from a backpack she had acquired, and she places them on your toes, turning them on. With the toothbrushes randomly tickling your second most ticklish spot, you cannot control yourself as your laughter spills out. Finally, Jen finishes and frees you, quickly announcing that it is time for Station 3. She leads you there, and you enter the building, traveling into a dark room.
“Hello, is anyone here?” you call out as you strain your eyes to see even an inch ahead of you. Despite this, the room around you seems invisible. All at once, ten fingers make their way to the front of your exposed abdomen, tickling it. You crack up for the ten seconds that the tickling goes on. After it ceases, you wonder aloud, “Who’s there?” Suddenly, the fingers return, this time on your sides. The tickling continues until you finally grab the arms connected to the fingers and halt the surprise attack.
“Ugh!” a female voice cries out in disappointment. “Release me!”
“If I do, will you immediately turn on the lights in here?” you question the invisible person.
“Fine,” the voice promises. You let the arms go, and when the lights flicker on, you come face to face with yet another cheerleader. “You really spoiled my fun there,” she smiles. “Usually, people let me do that for another ten minutes or so before they realize that they can stop me. Anyways, let me introduce myself. I am Brittney, your tickler for Round 3. As you can probably deduce by the presence of stocks, I will be tickling your feet. It will go on for three minutes, and I have a special surprise for you afterwards. Well, I guess you should sit down near the stocks while I open them.”
When you are trapped, Brittney proclaims, “Well, let’s get started.” Pulling out two electric toothbrushes, the cheerleader commences the tickling on your bare feet. The next three minutes are filled with laughter, but your mind is stuck pondering the promised surprise. After the tickle time is up, Brittney returns to the table and notes everything for the paper. She comes back to you and energetically wonders, “Are you ready for your surprise?”
“Yes,” you reply, excited.
“Here it is,” she dictates before digging her nails into your bare midsection. “I get to tickle here for a minute.” The entire tummy tickle time is pure fun, and when she is done, the cheerleader releases you from the stocks, handing them to you. “Here, take these with you. They can be a keepsake, and you may just need them sometime.” You carry out the stocks with you and travel towards Jen, halfway done with the ticklish rounds of the attraction.
When your guide spots you, she hurries over and proclaims quickly, “Let’s see your paper. Cool, you got an 80 on this one. You’re improving.” With that, you two start walking to the site and the cheerleader continues, “We’re going to hurry to the tickle sites for the rest of the ride. My tummy is aching to be tickled by new fingers, but I never let people I guide tickle me until they finish the ride. That said, I do have to tickle you longer in preparation for the two full-body rounds, 6 and 7. These final ticklings should be the most torturous you have ever received, but you’ll do just fine. Also, I won’t take you out for a tickling after Round 7.”
By the time Jen concludes the explanation, you two are at the tickle site, a tree. “Hand me your stocks and sit against that tree with your arms up,” she commands. Once you are against the tree, Jen ties your arms up and travels back to the feet. Opening the stocks, she glances up, happily surprised to see that your feet are up and ready to be placed in. When you are fully restrained, the tickling begins.
To start, the cheerleader pulls out four feather dusters two in each hand, and relentlessly dusts your bare belly with them. They touch every inch of your most ticklish spot, and you inevitably start to laugh immediately. After approximately ten minutes, Jen places two of the dusters back in her pockets and uses the other two to tickle your toes for five minutes. She quickly proceeds to untie you and leads you off to Station 4, keeping your stocks with her. When you reach the station, you open the door and walk straight into a tickling room.
For the second time in the entire adventure, a cheerleader is visible when you walk into the room. “Hello,” she states with a pleasant smile. “My name is Brenda, and I would be honored to tickle you for Station 4. Please lie down on the table.” Once you do her bidding, the cheerleader presses a button, strapping you in a Y position, with your arms spread apart over your head and your feet tied together in the middle. “In this station, your bare stomach will be tickled for four minutes with feather dusters. If you’re scared, I assure you that it is not bad. I’m super ticklish on my belly, and feather dusters have tickled me many times there. I’ll even make you a deal. If you can do this without complaining to me at all, I’ll let you tickle my soft tummy with two feather dusters for five minutes, and you will be allowed to keep the feather duster I tickled you with. Does that sound good? Well, how about we get started?”
Brenda goes to a drawer and retrieves a feather duster from it. When she returns, it goes straight into your navel and starts to move around. The overwhelming feeling of ticklishness causes you to explode in laughter and squirm around. Having you right where she wants you, the cheerleader smiles wider as she increases the speed of the duster. The torturous tickling gets faster and faster until you are laughing as hard as you can. At three minutes, the cheerleader begins to slow the feathers down, and right when the four-minute mark hits, the tickles come to a halt. Brenda goes and records your score, returning with a large grin on her face. “Are you ready to tickle me?”
You nod affirmatively, and she hands you the dusters, lying down on the table in a Y position. “Press the black button on the table,” she instructs. When the button is down, Brenda is strapped into place. “Okay, have fun tickling my bare midriff.” Your feather dusters quickly move to the exposed abdomen and starts to dust it. “HAHAHAHAHA!” the cheerleader screams in laughter, leading you to believe that Brenda was being honest about her super ticklish midsection. You move the dusters from the bellybutton to the main part of her belly, getting a better reaction. After a minute of sticking with this, you transfer the cleaning of the dust to Brenda’s sides. In about ten seconds, you realize that this must be her most ticklish spot, so you stick with it for the rest of the time. Following the tickling and releasing of Brenda, she exclaims, “That was so fun! Here’s your duster to keep. When you get finished, I’ll be waiting by Station 0 because I want you to tickle me more. Who’s your guide?” Once you reveal the name, Brenda responds, “Cool, Jen and I are roommates with about seven more cheerleaders, and she’ll surely be tickling me, too. You’re lucky to get her; she’s one of the only guides who will prepare you for Rounds 6 and 7 thoroughly. Most of the other people that come by are overwhelmed by Station 7, but you will be just fine.” Right after that, you depart Station 4 to find Jen.
Just as you spot Jen, she hurries you to the tickle site, an open field in the middle of the forest. She orders you to lie down and locks your feet in the stocks. Now that she has restrained your feet, the cheerleader pulls out a brush and begins running it over your soles. “I suppose it is time for me to teach you how to torture a pair of stocked feet,” she declares. “Brushes are often very effective in this situation.” The brushes bounce all over your feet for fifteen minutes, with the element of surprise being used extensively to get your laughter higher in pitch. Once you are done, Jen releases you and takes a glance at your Tickle Paper. “Wow! You got a 100. I’m so proud of you.” Pulling you into a hug, Jen dances her nails over your tummy for another two minutes. Immediately following this, she hurries you along to Round 5 for your last tickling in the village.
The Round 5 room that you walk into has a fairly relaxed atmosphere, with only a pair of stocks to remind you that it is for tickling. Despite the bondage, the rest of the room looks pretty comfortable, with padded chairs and mats all around. Captive in the stocks and sitting on a padded mat, a cheerleader awaits you with a pleasant smile. “Welcome,” she calmly states. “My name is Willa, and I will be tickling you here later. However, I want to make you comfortable, so you may tickle my bare feet for five minutes before we begin.”
Confused, you move towards her and then place your fingers on her bare soles. Looking even more relaxed, Willa encourages you to tickle. When your fingers finally start to wiggle on her skin, the cheerleader’s high pitched laugh convinces you that she is extremely ticklish here. As you randomly jump from soles to toes and back, you wonder why Willa would offer you a chance to tickle her most ticklish spot. You continue on the exposed pair of feet until the five minutes are over.
Following this, your tickler takes the restraints off and orders you in. “Now I get to tickle your bare feet for five minutes with my fingers,” she deviously proclaims. “I only let you do that to me so I would be reminded of what you are feeling.”
With everything clarified, the cheerleader commences the tickle assault on your toes. It lasts for a long five minutes, followed by her freeing you after she records your score. “I’ll be out at the Ticklish Café in Cheer Town in half an hour. When you get your Tickle Pass, come see me for more tickling. Have fun!” Once she concludes her message, you depart to see Jen again.
Right when you reach Jen, you hand her your paper. “Cool, you got an 88 on this,” she declares. “Most people only improve by five on their last test for their second most ticklish spot, but you improved a full eight. These tickle periods are really paying off.” Your guide quickly returns your Tickle Paper, and you two head towards the tickle site. On the way there, Jen admits, “I have to say that this tickling period is one of my favorites because it involves two of my favorite things: lots of bondage and working with my friends. You’ll see how these come in later.” Jen continues to lead you back near where you came in, where the group of cheerleaders still stands. Nearby lies a long bench, and you guess that is where you will be tickled.
Spotting Jen and you, two cheerleaders from the circle race over and grab you, dragging you back to the middle of the circle and placing you upright. In less than a minute, the cheerleaders surrounding you reach out their 130 fingers and begin to tickle your bare stomach, causing you to laugh hysterically. Suddenly, the tickling starts to steadily ease up, and you glance to see Jen tickling the other cheerleaders’ sides to make them stop. She pulls you out when you are free from all the tickling.
“Aw, come on Jen,” one of the cheerleaders that dragged you in complains. “We were just having a little fun.”
“Chassy, I need her to finish before anyone tickle tortures her,” Jen explains. “Now, I want you and Natalie to come over and help me with this tickling. We’re prepping for Round 6.” The two cheerleaders that placed you in the middle walk over with Jen and you to the bench while the other cheerleaders select a victim from their ranks and start tickling her.
When you and the three cheerleaders reach the bench, Jen instructs you, “Lie down straight and wait for us to tie you up.” She proceeds to wrap rope from your fingers to the top of your head, from your armpits down to the top of your belly, and from your waist down to your ankles, making sure to secure it to the bench. You are now bound everywhere except your face, neck, midriff and feet, and you cannot move at all.
“Okay, Chassy, you can take the bare feet while Natalie and I get her tummy,” Jen orders. “When I say ‘Go’, we’ll tickle as a team for twenty minutes. Got it? Go!” You suddenly feel a rush of laughter as the girls dig their fingers into your two most ticklish spots. Merciless and professional, they touch every little part of your abdomen and feet, and it tickles so much. You realize quickly that three cheerleaders are much worse than one, especially as these three refuse to lighten up even a little during the time. By the end, you have resorted to breathless, silent laughter and an exhausted smile. The three are quick to untie you when the session finishes, and you can finally feel your arms and legs again. “Okay, I’ll see you two later. You, it’s time to find Round 6. I’ll be tickling your stomach until you get there.” At that moment, the cheerleader’s fingers return to your sides as you hurry along. Soon she transfers the tickling to the entire belly, teasing, “Tickle, tickle.” This causes you to go slower, but it fails to stop you. When you finally reach the Station 6 building, Jen releases you for the first torture station.
The first thing you see when you enter the room is a cheerleader tied to a table. Gagged and helpless, the girl had a message on her midsection that read, “Please tickle me here.” Without thinking, you place your fingers on the message and wiggle them around for thirty seconds until you stop in response to nails dancing around your exposed tummy. “Why are you tickling Ellen?” the second cheerleader questions in a cruel voice before removing what appeared to be a piece of skin from the other cheerleader’s body. Now the message was, “Please don’t tickle me here.” After untying Ellen, the unnamed cheerleader inquires, “Do you know the punishment for tickling a cheerleader without permission before you receive your Tickle Pass? We get to tickle you for an extra minute anywhere we want to. Lie down on the table, and Ellen and I will tickle you. By the way, my name is Selena.” Tied down, you feel Selena and Ellen moving their fingers on your midriff for a minute, and then Selena speaks up again. “For your information, we do this to everyone that comes in here. We’ll tie you to this pole now, and everything but your face, neck, stomach and neck will be outside of the rope. In Round 6, Ellen will be tickling your feet while I tickle your abdomen for ten minutes, measuring your reaction with the Tickle-Meter.”
Once the explanation ceases, the two cheerleaders dig their nails into your tickle spots. This feels like pure torture, and your uncontrollable laughter expresses your desire to get this over with quickly. For ten full minutes, the girls continue the torture mercilessly, and then Ellen unties you while Selena records your score. “Tickling you visitors is always exhausting for us,” Ellen declares as she unbinds you. “Luckily, Selena and I have a way of reenergizing; we will both lie down on the table while you get to tickle our bellies with feather dusters for two minutes. This time, we won’t tickle you back.” Both girls lie down, arms outstretched, as you pick up two feather dusters. As the dusters dance across their midsections, the cheerleaders crack up in laughter until the two minutes are up. After you cease tickling the girls, they say goodbye, and you make your way out for your last tickling with Jen before you get a Tickle Pass.
When you first spot Jen, you see three cheerleaders with her, who rush over to you and tickle you as they bring you to Jen. “Okay, girls, that’s great,” Jen declares when you all reach her. “I need your Tickle Paper; well, you scored a 94. That was expect4ed, but I think we can raise it a couple points for the last test. Walk with us to the site.” Walking to the tickling place, you see that Chassy and Natalie are in the entourage, along with another cheerleader, who you later learn is Jade. Upon reaching the torture site, a hammock, Jen instructs you to get in. Once you obey, she ties you in and then addresses the other cheerleaders.
“This time, Jade and I will be tickling her stomach with feather dusters while Chassy and Natalie each brush one foot,” your guide proclaims. At the command, two feather dusters and two brushes are pulled out and placed on your midriff and feet. The moment the tickling commences, you break out in more uncontrollable laughter. Helplessly smiling, you begin to feel disappointed that you will be treated like a ticklish prisoner of Jen’s. The disappointment flies away as you realize that you get to tickle her when the next round is finished. When the 25 minutes of tickling are completed, Jen states, “Thanks for helping me, girls; I’ll see you all later.” After untying you, the cheerleader tickles your sides with feathers until you locate Station 7, the only thing standing in the way of you receiving a Tickle Pass.
You see a strange sight when you first enter Station 7. In the room, there are three cheerleaders, each focused on a different activity involving tickling. One cheerleader has two feather dusters and was practicing tickling a fake stomach, and another is using two brushes on a pair of fake feet; the last girl is working with two feathers on fake sides. “Hello,” you interrupt the silence. “I am here for Round 7.”
The cheerleader working on the sides suddenly turns to you. “Oh, hi,” she proclaims. “My name is Emily; the tummy tickler is Shelby, and the foot tickler is Wendy. We will tickle you for this last round, so lie down on the table and we will begin. The tickling will go on for fifteen minutes, and then we will release you to get your Tickle Pass.”
Suddenly, two feather dusters, two feathers, and two brushes start rubbing against your body. Jerking and squirming, you allow the tickling to get to you immediately, laughing in a high pitch. The merciless torture goes on for the full fifteen minutes, and when it is completed, Shelby addresses you. “Right when we untie you, our Station 7 crew asks you to do just one thing. We want you to leave here and go back to Round 0 with your Tickle Paper, exchanging it for a Tickle Pass. Got it?” Once you nod your head in affirmation, she frees you and you depart for the place where your first test was conducted.
Right when you come out of Station 7, Jen meets you and hurries you along to Station 0. “I really want you to tickle me soon, so get your Tickle Pass quickly,” she urges. “By the way, what did you get on your last test?” You show her the paper, and she informs you that it was a 96. “Here we are.”
Your tall figure is in an empty section of the park when you realize that many of the buildings there were unoccupied. Curious, you enter one to see if there is anything in there. After you walked in, you spot a staircase with a sign reading “Ride” near it. The sign is pointing down the stairs, so you decide to check it out. You go down, finding a civilization.
The first thing you see is a group of cheerleaders standing in a group, focusing on something in the middle. One of them notices you and strolls over. “Hello,” she smiles. “My name is Jen. I bet you are wondering what is down here.”
“Yes, I was curious,” you admit. Pointing to the group, you continue, “What are they doing?”
“I’ll tell you about this place, and then you will understand what they are doing,” she responds. “You saw the ride sign at the beginning, I presume?” You nod. “Well, this ride is a ride filled with tickling. There are eight stations or rounds, although they are numbered from zero to seven, and you go around to get tickled there. In addition, you can have a guide, which is one of us cheerleaders. We get to tickle you, but you don’t get to tickle us unless we specifically allow it. After Round 1, I can even tie you up to tickle you. The first six rounds of the tickling are in that village over there, called Cheer Town, and the other two are around the entire community. The tickling starts with a single light stroke on your belly, and it gets progressively more torturous, with the last one being a full tickle torture. All these other cheerleaders can also come over and tickle you. After you complete Round 7, you get a Tickle Pass, which allows you to tickle cheerleaders without permission, although we can still tickle you. If you want, I can take you all around Cheer Town once you complete the course, which is where all the cheerleaders live. Should we be able to dodge the majority of cheerleaders there, you will be safe and we can have fun. They have a reputation for tying visitors like you to poles with their arms up and tickling your most ticklish spot. However, my roommates and I will only tickle you a little, and we’ll let you tickle us. So, do you want to continue?”
You ponder this for a little while, as you are extremely ticklish. If you say yes, this girl is promising that you will get tickled in your most ticklish spot, your stomach. Nevertheless, if you refuse, you might never get a chance to be part of a ticklish community like the one they have here. After all, she did promise that you could tickle the cheerleaders later. “Yes, I do, but I still have one question,” you finally decide. “What are they doing in that group?”
“There is a cheerleader in the middle, and they are tickling her entire abdomen,” Jen informs you. “I do have one more thing to tell you. I am probably the most merciless tickler that is employed here. If you want to be tickle tortured before the last two stations, stay with me. Should you let me be your guide, I promise that I will find your most ticklish spot and tickle it a ton. You will be tickled for an average of ten minutes in between sessions. If this is alright with you, we can start, but if you want to be tickled less, I would be happy to find you a different tickle guide.”
“I’ll stay with you,” you reply. “I have never been tickle tortured before, and I want to find out just how much I can resist.”
“Cool,” she happily announces. “Let’s get started. Lie down face up; I am going to find your tickle spots. Also, put your arms in the air and don’t move them down, no matter what happens.” Once you do this, it doesn’t take long before you feel ten fingers wiggling in your armpits through your shirt. You start laughing hard, but she refuses to stop. “That’s pretty ticklish, but I don’t think it is what I am looking for.” She moves to your ribs. “Wow, these aren’t nearly as ticklish as your armpits. I think I’ll skip your belly now and go straight for the legs.” Jen’s fingers follow her words, and soon your laughter stops, as your legs are not ticklish. “I really need to find a good tickle spot, and soon.” The next spot to be tickled is your feet, and you can hardly stand that. “This is a good spot, but there is still one left.” With that, she transfers her fingers up to your midsection, and you start begging for mercy, unable to take this. “I think I found your tickle spot,” Jen teases. “Let’s tickle here for a while.” She tickles your tummy for a couple more minutes through the shirt, and then she lifts this up, and the tickling becomes more torturous. After five minutes of this, you get a break.
“Wow, that was exhausting,” you proclaim after everything is done.
“That’s the point,” she answers. “Now how about we get started on the stations?”
“Well, if it will get you to stop tickling me for a while, let’s go,” you respond. Jen guides you to a station marked ‘Round 0’. You go in and a cheerleader hands you a paper.
“This is a very important paper,” she explains. “You need to get your tickler at each station to mark this when the tickling is complete. They will put how ticklish you were at their station in this column, measured by the Tickle-Meter that you will be hooked up to. This will tell your guide where and how much to tickle you to help you become more ticklish. Once you are finished with all seven rounds, come back to me and I will give you a Tickle Pass. This pass is valid in all of Tickle County, which comprises the area of Cheer Town and around, and it will encourage the cheerleaders in Cheer Town to show you some mercy. I’m sure Jen told you about their ruthlessness. Have fun. Your first tickler awaits you beyond those doors.”
When you walk towards the doors, Jen declares, “I am not allowed in there as a guide, so you’ll have to go in alone.” You continue in to where your tickler is waiting for you.
The room you are to be tickled in is not exactly what you would expect from this theme park. Far from the torture room you thought it would be, the area consists of a machine, which you later learn is the Tickle-Meter, some wires connected to it, a desk, a soft bed, and mostly bare walls. “Hello,” a cheerleader greets you. “My name is Jill, and I will be your tickler for Station 0. Please place your paper on the desk and lie down on the bed so we can start the test.” You do as you are told, and soon she puts the wires connected to the machine all over your body and a mask over your mouth. At this point, you start to wonder if Jen was lying when she said the first test would just be a single stroke on your belly. “Okay, let’s do the test.” Jill places the nail of her pointer on your most ticklish spot and strokes down through your bellybutton to your hips, eliciting a giggle from you. “Well, the test is done.” She fills out your paper and takes everything off. “You can go now. Have a ticklish time.” You walk out the door, finding Jen waiting for you.
“Well, how was it?” she inquires.
“It was fine, not too hard,” you reply.
“I need to see your paper to find out what you got,” she tells you. You give her the paper, and she looks over it. “You got an 80 on this test. I’ll explain the scoring system to you. The Tickle-Meter scale goes from 1-100, with 1 being no ticklishness and 100 means that it was pure torture. This measures how much laughter comes out of your mouth and calculates the score based on the difficulty of the level and time of the tickling. This 80 means that we need to condition your tummy to get a higher score. Come with me; it’s time for more tickling.” She leads you to a quiet place under some trees, and she orders you to lie down, pulling up your shirt to reveal your abdomen. “Place your hands in the air; the tickling will start soon.”
Right after your hands are above your head, Jen’s fingers come down to your stomach and start scribbling all over it. “HAHAHAHASTOPHAHA!” you laugh as the tickling comes. Jen ignores you and continues to torture your most ticklish spot. Quickly, the tickling begins to get to you, and after two minutes, you see the cheerleader pull out a feather from her uniform. “No, not the feather!” you exclaim as it is lowered to your midriff, but Jen pays no attention. You beg and plead for mercy, but no attention is paid towards your demands by the professional tickler. For eight more minutes, the feather strokes over your entire midsection, and then it suddenly ceases.
“Get up; we’re going to Station 1,” Jen commands. You follow her orders, and your shirt falls to your waist again. “I’ll lead you there with tickling. A tickle on the right side means right, the left side means left, and if I tickle both, you go straight.” She gives you an example, and before long, you have been led to the station with Jen’s side tickling tactic.
When you enter Station 1, you find four separate rooms, all unlocked. You opt to go to the one on the right, but when you enter, it is completely different setting. Although there is a Tickle-Meter and a desk here, unlike the Round 0 room, there are a set of stocks, and the attitude of the room conveys that torture happens here. Not long after you observe the room, a smiling cheerleader enters, beginning with, “Hi. My name’s Tiffany, and I will tickle your feet a little bit in Round 1. Please lie down near the stocks after you place your paper on the desk. Are you worried about the torture look of the room? Don’t worry; it’s just to scare customers a little. I’m pretty merciful, but I do need you to remove your shoes and socks so I can tickle your feet. One more thing left.” She uses a key to unlock and open the stocks, placing your bare feet in them and closing the device.
“It’s time for the test,” she announces. At this comment, the cheerleader moves to your feet and wiggles her fingers against your soles. In response, you break out in laughter, making her continue happily. Her tickles move up to the bottom of your toes quickly, and your entire bare feet have been tickled within a minute, when she ceases. “Now that wasn’t so bad, was it?” You respond with a nod yes, and the cheerleader returns, tickling your sole with one hand and freeing you with the other. When the stocks are open, you move your feet out, and Tiffany returns your sheet. As you depart, Tiffany strokes her hand across your sides, proclaiming, “Come to the Tickle Tower when you’re done for more fun. Ask your guide where it is.” You nod back at her and head towards Jen for even more tickling.
“Hi, how was Station 1?” Jen inquires as you come to her and see that she has some rope in her pocket and around her waist.
“It was okay,” you answer. “The tickler was pretty kind. She told me to come to the Tickle Tower later for more fun.”
“You had Tiffany,” Jen realizes. “She’s one of my roommates, and she is pretty fun. Can I see your paper? You got a 60 on this test. That makes sense with the results of the previous test. We’ll improve this later, but now is time for more tickling. Let’s head back to the trees.” You travel back to the forest with Jen, and when you arrive at the site, Jen orders, “Sit back against that tree, hands raised and legs outstretched.” Obeying, you can only watch as Jen proceeds to tie your arms to the tree and your ankles together, leaving you extremely vulnerable.
Now fully in control, Jen pulls out a feather duster from a pocket. “This ought to increase your scores for the tummy tests,” she proclaims. “I’ll just tickle you for ten minutes.” The myriad feathers on the duster are quickly dusting off your abdomen, and you break out in laughter.
At the end of ten minutes, Jen takes the feather duster away, and then she decides to make you a little more exposed. “When I untie you, I will take you to a room where we can trade your current clothes for a bikini,” she commands. “I will place your clothes in a cubby as you are performing Round 2, and with that, your tummy and feet will be bare for the rest of the time.” Right after she frees you, Jen tickles you to a building, where you change into a bikini, and your two most ticklish spots are now unprotected. Jen then tickles you to Station 2, and once you enter the building, she departs, allowing you to enter one of the tickling rooms.
The tickling room for Round 2 was very much like the Round 0 room, the only difference being that straps were on the table. Although you did not know exactly what these were for, you had your suspicions. As you glance around the room again, you think about how the test will be. The absence of stocks allows you to assume your belly will be the target, and you start to imagine a couple feathers conducting the test.
The tools are controlled by an energetic, smiling cheerleader who seems happy with her job. As you look helplessly into your tickler’s face, her perpetual smile makes you realize something: being tickled can actually be fun. For as long as you can remember, whenever the word tickle was uttered, you would cover up your midriff in defense. All of this changed when the cheerleaders started tickling you, as they were so kind while conducting tests that the thought of your midsection and feet getting tickled became more relaxing than disturbing.
Suddenly, the feeling of nails on your sides brings you back to reality. You leap away from the tickling and turn to face your assailant. “Hello, I’m Tammy,” she introduces herself, “and I will tickle you for Round 2. You looked a little lost in thought, but I thought we should start the fun soon. I need you to place your paper on the desk and lay on the table in an X position.” Once you are in the proper position, the cheerleader presses a button on the table, and the straps on the tables restrain your wrists and ankles. Tammy travels to the side by your head and pushes another button, and a set of drawers with tickle tools appears. After observing the contents meticulously, Tammy picks up a couple of feathers, showing them to you. Your tickler proceeds on to your right side and explains the station.
“In Station 2, I will tickle your bare belly with these for two minutes. The Tickle-Meter will measure your reaction, and then I will unbind you. For my room, I always allow a little revenge to be taken following the tickling. After I release you, I will hand you a feather, and you will then have a minute to tickle me with this or your hands. I highly suggest you get me on the tummy, my most ticklish spot, but I will remove my shoes and socks, so my feet and armpits will also be vulnerable. Also, I will probably tickle you with the remaining feather or my fingers. Do you understand? Well, then let’s go!”
She sets and activates the timer, and the feathers stroke around your stomach. At first, Tammy focuses in and around the bellybutton, but the feathers eventually move around to every part of your abdomen. During the tickling, you react with greater ticklishness than ever, but your eyes remain fixated on Tammy’s bare midsection as you enjoy the merciless tickling. When the tickles cease, you realize that you like the tickling so much that you want more. Tammy notes your score for the round, following this by freeing you. Once your bondage is gone, she hands you a feather.
“Okay, you’ve got a minute for revenge,” Tammy announces. Once this is stated, your feather travels to the bare stomach of the cheerleader, and she shrieks and backs away. You hurry to keep up with her movement, and soon she is on the floor, laughing uncontrollably. Seeing an opportunity to make her even more helpless, you tickle Tammy’s tummy with the fingers of your free hand. Still laughing, Tammy gets her chance, and soon her feather is tickling your unprotected bellybutton. You both continue to tickle the other’s belly and laugh from getting tickled for the remainder of the minute. When the timer the cheerleader set beeps, both feathers rush away from the midriffs. “That was fun. I’ll be hanging around Station 0 after my shift, so come over there when you’re done for more tickle fights. See you later.” She hands you the paper and you depart, returning to Jen’s merciless fingers.
“Were the feathers fun?” Jen inquires as you reach her.
“Yeah, they were better than I imagined they would be,” you answer honestly, handing her the paper that she desires.
“Looks like we have improved,” she notes after a glance. “You got a 90 on this test. At this rate, you’ll surely be at a 100 by Round 4, but I think you’re aware that it is time for more tickling now.” Jen guides you deeper into the forest she tickled you in last time until you reach two trees that are very close to each other. “These two trees ought to do what we need. I’m going to need you to stand between these trees with your palms and ankles touching each tree.” Jen binds your wrists and ankles to the trees, and you are stuck in an X position again. After you are bound, Jen digs under your feet for three inches, and you are suspended above the ground. “This time, I will tickle your bare tummy for eight minutes, and the last two minutes will be spent on your feet.”
Right when she concludes the explanation, Jen pulls out two feather dusters and places them on your most ticklish spot. “Tickle, tickle,” she teases, and then the dusters start cleaning. You cannot help but scream in laughter; it tickles too much. Even though Jen is enjoying this time, she stops and puts the dusters in her pockets after eight minutes. You do not know why, but on the way down, the dusters brush over Jen’s bare midsection, tickling the cheerleader. In response to being tickled, she giggles until the dusters leave, acting as it the tickling were unplanned. Jen proceeds to remove two electric toothbrushes from a backpack she had acquired, and she places them on your toes, turning them on. With the toothbrushes randomly tickling your second most ticklish spot, you cannot control yourself as your laughter spills out. Finally, Jen finishes and frees you, quickly announcing that it is time for Station 3. She leads you there, and you enter the building, traveling into a dark room.
“Hello, is anyone here?” you call out as you strain your eyes to see even an inch ahead of you. Despite this, the room around you seems invisible. All at once, ten fingers make their way to the front of your exposed abdomen, tickling it. You crack up for the ten seconds that the tickling goes on. After it ceases, you wonder aloud, “Who’s there?” Suddenly, the fingers return, this time on your sides. The tickling continues until you finally grab the arms connected to the fingers and halt the surprise attack.
“Ugh!” a female voice cries out in disappointment. “Release me!”
“If I do, will you immediately turn on the lights in here?” you question the invisible person.
“Fine,” the voice promises. You let the arms go, and when the lights flicker on, you come face to face with yet another cheerleader. “You really spoiled my fun there,” she smiles. “Usually, people let me do that for another ten minutes or so before they realize that they can stop me. Anyways, let me introduce myself. I am Brittney, your tickler for Round 3. As you can probably deduce by the presence of stocks, I will be tickling your feet. It will go on for three minutes, and I have a special surprise for you afterwards. Well, I guess you should sit down near the stocks while I open them.”
When you are trapped, Brittney proclaims, “Well, let’s get started.” Pulling out two electric toothbrushes, the cheerleader commences the tickling on your bare feet. The next three minutes are filled with laughter, but your mind is stuck pondering the promised surprise. After the tickle time is up, Brittney returns to the table and notes everything for the paper. She comes back to you and energetically wonders, “Are you ready for your surprise?”
“Yes,” you reply, excited.
“Here it is,” she dictates before digging her nails into your bare midsection. “I get to tickle here for a minute.” The entire tummy tickle time is pure fun, and when she is done, the cheerleader releases you from the stocks, handing them to you. “Here, take these with you. They can be a keepsake, and you may just need them sometime.” You carry out the stocks with you and travel towards Jen, halfway done with the ticklish rounds of the attraction.
When your guide spots you, she hurries over and proclaims quickly, “Let’s see your paper. Cool, you got an 80 on this one. You’re improving.” With that, you two start walking to the site and the cheerleader continues, “We’re going to hurry to the tickle sites for the rest of the ride. My tummy is aching to be tickled by new fingers, but I never let people I guide tickle me until they finish the ride. That said, I do have to tickle you longer in preparation for the two full-body rounds, 6 and 7. These final ticklings should be the most torturous you have ever received, but you’ll do just fine. Also, I won’t take you out for a tickling after Round 7.”
By the time Jen concludes the explanation, you two are at the tickle site, a tree. “Hand me your stocks and sit against that tree with your arms up,” she commands. Once you are against the tree, Jen ties your arms up and travels back to the feet. Opening the stocks, she glances up, happily surprised to see that your feet are up and ready to be placed in. When you are fully restrained, the tickling begins.
To start, the cheerleader pulls out four feather dusters two in each hand, and relentlessly dusts your bare belly with them. They touch every inch of your most ticklish spot, and you inevitably start to laugh immediately. After approximately ten minutes, Jen places two of the dusters back in her pockets and uses the other two to tickle your toes for five minutes. She quickly proceeds to untie you and leads you off to Station 4, keeping your stocks with her. When you reach the station, you open the door and walk straight into a tickling room.
For the second time in the entire adventure, a cheerleader is visible when you walk into the room. “Hello,” she states with a pleasant smile. “My name is Brenda, and I would be honored to tickle you for Station 4. Please lie down on the table.” Once you do her bidding, the cheerleader presses a button, strapping you in a Y position, with your arms spread apart over your head and your feet tied together in the middle. “In this station, your bare stomach will be tickled for four minutes with feather dusters. If you’re scared, I assure you that it is not bad. I’m super ticklish on my belly, and feather dusters have tickled me many times there. I’ll even make you a deal. If you can do this without complaining to me at all, I’ll let you tickle my soft tummy with two feather dusters for five minutes, and you will be allowed to keep the feather duster I tickled you with. Does that sound good? Well, how about we get started?”
Brenda goes to a drawer and retrieves a feather duster from it. When she returns, it goes straight into your navel and starts to move around. The overwhelming feeling of ticklishness causes you to explode in laughter and squirm around. Having you right where she wants you, the cheerleader smiles wider as she increases the speed of the duster. The torturous tickling gets faster and faster until you are laughing as hard as you can. At three minutes, the cheerleader begins to slow the feathers down, and right when the four-minute mark hits, the tickles come to a halt. Brenda goes and records your score, returning with a large grin on her face. “Are you ready to tickle me?”
You nod affirmatively, and she hands you the dusters, lying down on the table in a Y position. “Press the black button on the table,” she instructs. When the button is down, Brenda is strapped into place. “Okay, have fun tickling my bare midriff.” Your feather dusters quickly move to the exposed abdomen and starts to dust it. “HAHAHAHAHA!” the cheerleader screams in laughter, leading you to believe that Brenda was being honest about her super ticklish midsection. You move the dusters from the bellybutton to the main part of her belly, getting a better reaction. After a minute of sticking with this, you transfer the cleaning of the dust to Brenda’s sides. In about ten seconds, you realize that this must be her most ticklish spot, so you stick with it for the rest of the time. Following the tickling and releasing of Brenda, she exclaims, “That was so fun! Here’s your duster to keep. When you get finished, I’ll be waiting by Station 0 because I want you to tickle me more. Who’s your guide?” Once you reveal the name, Brenda responds, “Cool, Jen and I are roommates with about seven more cheerleaders, and she’ll surely be tickling me, too. You’re lucky to get her; she’s one of the only guides who will prepare you for Rounds 6 and 7 thoroughly. Most of the other people that come by are overwhelmed by Station 7, but you will be just fine.” Right after that, you depart Station 4 to find Jen.
Just as you spot Jen, she hurries you to the tickle site, an open field in the middle of the forest. She orders you to lie down and locks your feet in the stocks. Now that she has restrained your feet, the cheerleader pulls out a brush and begins running it over your soles. “I suppose it is time for me to teach you how to torture a pair of stocked feet,” she declares. “Brushes are often very effective in this situation.” The brushes bounce all over your feet for fifteen minutes, with the element of surprise being used extensively to get your laughter higher in pitch. Once you are done, Jen releases you and takes a glance at your Tickle Paper. “Wow! You got a 100. I’m so proud of you.” Pulling you into a hug, Jen dances her nails over your tummy for another two minutes. Immediately following this, she hurries you along to Round 5 for your last tickling in the village.
The Round 5 room that you walk into has a fairly relaxed atmosphere, with only a pair of stocks to remind you that it is for tickling. Despite the bondage, the rest of the room looks pretty comfortable, with padded chairs and mats all around. Captive in the stocks and sitting on a padded mat, a cheerleader awaits you with a pleasant smile. “Welcome,” she calmly states. “My name is Willa, and I will be tickling you here later. However, I want to make you comfortable, so you may tickle my bare feet for five minutes before we begin.”
Confused, you move towards her and then place your fingers on her bare soles. Looking even more relaxed, Willa encourages you to tickle. When your fingers finally start to wiggle on her skin, the cheerleader’s high pitched laugh convinces you that she is extremely ticklish here. As you randomly jump from soles to toes and back, you wonder why Willa would offer you a chance to tickle her most ticklish spot. You continue on the exposed pair of feet until the five minutes are over.
Following this, your tickler takes the restraints off and orders you in. “Now I get to tickle your bare feet for five minutes with my fingers,” she deviously proclaims. “I only let you do that to me so I would be reminded of what you are feeling.”
With everything clarified, the cheerleader commences the tickle assault on your toes. It lasts for a long five minutes, followed by her freeing you after she records your score. “I’ll be out at the Ticklish Café in Cheer Town in half an hour. When you get your Tickle Pass, come see me for more tickling. Have fun!” Once she concludes her message, you depart to see Jen again.
Right when you reach Jen, you hand her your paper. “Cool, you got an 88 on this,” she declares. “Most people only improve by five on their last test for their second most ticklish spot, but you improved a full eight. These tickle periods are really paying off.” Your guide quickly returns your Tickle Paper, and you two head towards the tickle site. On the way there, Jen admits, “I have to say that this tickling period is one of my favorites because it involves two of my favorite things: lots of bondage and working with my friends. You’ll see how these come in later.” Jen continues to lead you back near where you came in, where the group of cheerleaders still stands. Nearby lies a long bench, and you guess that is where you will be tickled.
Spotting Jen and you, two cheerleaders from the circle race over and grab you, dragging you back to the middle of the circle and placing you upright. In less than a minute, the cheerleaders surrounding you reach out their 130 fingers and begin to tickle your bare stomach, causing you to laugh hysterically. Suddenly, the tickling starts to steadily ease up, and you glance to see Jen tickling the other cheerleaders’ sides to make them stop. She pulls you out when you are free from all the tickling.
“Aw, come on Jen,” one of the cheerleaders that dragged you in complains. “We were just having a little fun.”
“Chassy, I need her to finish before anyone tickle tortures her,” Jen explains. “Now, I want you and Natalie to come over and help me with this tickling. We’re prepping for Round 6.” The two cheerleaders that placed you in the middle walk over with Jen and you to the bench while the other cheerleaders select a victim from their ranks and start tickling her.
When you and the three cheerleaders reach the bench, Jen instructs you, “Lie down straight and wait for us to tie you up.” She proceeds to wrap rope from your fingers to the top of your head, from your armpits down to the top of your belly, and from your waist down to your ankles, making sure to secure it to the bench. You are now bound everywhere except your face, neck, midriff and feet, and you cannot move at all.
“Okay, Chassy, you can take the bare feet while Natalie and I get her tummy,” Jen orders. “When I say ‘Go’, we’ll tickle as a team for twenty minutes. Got it? Go!” You suddenly feel a rush of laughter as the girls dig their fingers into your two most ticklish spots. Merciless and professional, they touch every little part of your abdomen and feet, and it tickles so much. You realize quickly that three cheerleaders are much worse than one, especially as these three refuse to lighten up even a little during the time. By the end, you have resorted to breathless, silent laughter and an exhausted smile. The three are quick to untie you when the session finishes, and you can finally feel your arms and legs again. “Okay, I’ll see you two later. You, it’s time to find Round 6. I’ll be tickling your stomach until you get there.” At that moment, the cheerleader’s fingers return to your sides as you hurry along. Soon she transfers the tickling to the entire belly, teasing, “Tickle, tickle.” This causes you to go slower, but it fails to stop you. When you finally reach the Station 6 building, Jen releases you for the first torture station.
The first thing you see when you enter the room is a cheerleader tied to a table. Gagged and helpless, the girl had a message on her midsection that read, “Please tickle me here.” Without thinking, you place your fingers on the message and wiggle them around for thirty seconds until you stop in response to nails dancing around your exposed tummy. “Why are you tickling Ellen?” the second cheerleader questions in a cruel voice before removing what appeared to be a piece of skin from the other cheerleader’s body. Now the message was, “Please don’t tickle me here.” After untying Ellen, the unnamed cheerleader inquires, “Do you know the punishment for tickling a cheerleader without permission before you receive your Tickle Pass? We get to tickle you for an extra minute anywhere we want to. Lie down on the table, and Ellen and I will tickle you. By the way, my name is Selena.” Tied down, you feel Selena and Ellen moving their fingers on your midriff for a minute, and then Selena speaks up again. “For your information, we do this to everyone that comes in here. We’ll tie you to this pole now, and everything but your face, neck, stomach and neck will be outside of the rope. In Round 6, Ellen will be tickling your feet while I tickle your abdomen for ten minutes, measuring your reaction with the Tickle-Meter.”
Once the explanation ceases, the two cheerleaders dig their nails into your tickle spots. This feels like pure torture, and your uncontrollable laughter expresses your desire to get this over with quickly. For ten full minutes, the girls continue the torture mercilessly, and then Ellen unties you while Selena records your score. “Tickling you visitors is always exhausting for us,” Ellen declares as she unbinds you. “Luckily, Selena and I have a way of reenergizing; we will both lie down on the table while you get to tickle our bellies with feather dusters for two minutes. This time, we won’t tickle you back.” Both girls lie down, arms outstretched, as you pick up two feather dusters. As the dusters dance across their midsections, the cheerleaders crack up in laughter until the two minutes are up. After you cease tickling the girls, they say goodbye, and you make your way out for your last tickling with Jen before you get a Tickle Pass.
When you first spot Jen, you see three cheerleaders with her, who rush over to you and tickle you as they bring you to Jen. “Okay, girls, that’s great,” Jen declares when you all reach her. “I need your Tickle Paper; well, you scored a 94. That was expect4ed, but I think we can raise it a couple points for the last test. Walk with us to the site.” Walking to the tickling place, you see that Chassy and Natalie are in the entourage, along with another cheerleader, who you later learn is Jade. Upon reaching the torture site, a hammock, Jen instructs you to get in. Once you obey, she ties you in and then addresses the other cheerleaders.
“This time, Jade and I will be tickling her stomach with feather dusters while Chassy and Natalie each brush one foot,” your guide proclaims. At the command, two feather dusters and two brushes are pulled out and placed on your midriff and feet. The moment the tickling commences, you break out in more uncontrollable laughter. Helplessly smiling, you begin to feel disappointed that you will be treated like a ticklish prisoner of Jen’s. The disappointment flies away as you realize that you get to tickle her when the next round is finished. When the 25 minutes of tickling are completed, Jen states, “Thanks for helping me, girls; I’ll see you all later.” After untying you, the cheerleader tickles your sides with feathers until you locate Station 7, the only thing standing in the way of you receiving a Tickle Pass.
You see a strange sight when you first enter Station 7. In the room, there are three cheerleaders, each focused on a different activity involving tickling. One cheerleader has two feather dusters and was practicing tickling a fake stomach, and another is using two brushes on a pair of fake feet; the last girl is working with two feathers on fake sides. “Hello,” you interrupt the silence. “I am here for Round 7.”
The cheerleader working on the sides suddenly turns to you. “Oh, hi,” she proclaims. “My name is Emily; the tummy tickler is Shelby, and the foot tickler is Wendy. We will tickle you for this last round, so lie down on the table and we will begin. The tickling will go on for fifteen minutes, and then we will release you to get your Tickle Pass.”
Suddenly, two feather dusters, two feathers, and two brushes start rubbing against your body. Jerking and squirming, you allow the tickling to get to you immediately, laughing in a high pitch. The merciless torture goes on for the full fifteen minutes, and when it is completed, Shelby addresses you. “Right when we untie you, our Station 7 crew asks you to do just one thing. We want you to leave here and go back to Round 0 with your Tickle Paper, exchanging it for a Tickle Pass. Got it?” Once you nod your head in affirmation, she frees you and you depart for the place where your first test was conducted.
Right when you come out of Station 7, Jen meets you and hurries you along to Station 0. “I really want you to tickle me soon, so get your Tickle Pass quickly,” she urges. “By the way, what did you get on your last test?” You show her the paper, and she informs you that it was a 96. “Here we are.”
