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Chapter 1: Miss Lisa (Part 3)
🕑 Added 2024-07-09 22:45:40 +0000 UTC"Kristen," Heather proclaims, obviously feeling authoritative after being put in such a powerful position as a tickle torturer with Miss Lisa. "But there's one other thing I want," Heather demands.
"Yes?" Miss Lisa is curious, her eyebrow raised and a curved smile on her face.
"Let the other girls go. We can all tickle her," Heather suggests, obviously wanting to offer the girls a chance for revenge on Kristen for getting them into their ticklish predicament.
"As you wish," Miss Lisa allows, walking over to Anna and untying her while Heather unties Emily. Then, all of them untie Lucy. As they stand in front of Kristen, she gets both excited and terrified.
"This is going to be bad, isn't it?" Kristen quips. The girls simply nod their heads in unison as they start moving into position, Anna at Kristen's armpits, Lucy at her belly, Heather at her thighs, and Emily at her feet. Miss Lisa stands by and watches as she realizes what is happening. The girls are all enjoying this session quite a bit.
Each of the girls begins wiggling their fingers all around Kristen's bare, vulnerable tickle spots. Kristen squirms uneasily under their fingers and giggles quietly as she prepares for the torture she's about to face at the hands of her friends. They all stand around her menacingly tickling the air with their fingers and all teasing her.
"Tickle, tickle, Kristen," they tease, slowly moving their fingers closer and closer to her armpits, belly, thighs, and soles.
"Please just tickle me already!" Kristen demands, and the girls jump in.
Anna immediately goes for relentless tickling in Kristen's armpits, tickling hard and fast as Kristen thrashes and squeals with laughter. Her smooth skin feels so soft under Anna's tickling fingers, and she can almost feel Kristen's ticklishness through her armpits, making her howl with laughter. Anna doesn't let up her tickling for anything, prepared to tickle Kristen until she can't breathe.
Lucy digs deep into Kristen's slightly soft belly. Kristen isn't overweight, but she has such a soft, barely pudgy feeling to her belly that Lucy just loves digging in to. Her fingers tickle and tickle deep into Kristen's twitching and flinching belly, moving from her sides to the area around her belly button and back again. She can feel Kristen laughing in her belly, unable to stop through the tickle torture she is enduring at the hands of her friends. Her laughter seems to flow through her belly and into the air as Lucy tickles and tickles and tickles away.
Heather begins tickling lightly on the inside of Kristen's ticklish thighs, her wide hips and thicker thighs giving Heather plenty to work with. After she had tickled Emily this way, she found that the muscles in the thigh were incredibly ticklish and hoped it would affect Kristen the same way.
It did.
Kristen is cackling and screaming from the immense tickling sensations all over her body. She thrashes and begs for mercy, but she can't escape her friends' tickling fingers nor can she convince them to stop.
Emily tickles swiftly and mercilessly across the entirety of Kristen's bare, size 9 feet. Her fingers and fingernails are talented to the point of causing Kristen's feet to twitch and spastically jerk away at the slightest touch. She tickles all around Kristen's soles and up under her toes and around to the top of her feet for some teasing tickles, and then back around to her soles again. She loves the feeling of Kristen's soft soles under her fingers, and desperately wants to tickle Kristen until she wets herself for the torture Emily endured. Emily tickles and tickles as Kristen laughs and laughs.
Miss Lisa is rather impressed with the intensity of the girls' tickling. She stands back, not wanting to ruin the chemistry of the moment, fully believing that the girls will want to stay in touch if they get to have this moment to themselves. She also enjoys the spectacle of seeing the wide-hipped girl get tickled senseless by her friends in their bikinis. It's a sight to behold for any tickle enthusiast.
Kristen is now thrashing frantically against the table as the girls continue tickling. Lucy's finger is now digging into Kristen's ticklish belly button and Anna's tickling has turned to a teasing tickling across Kristen's ticklish underarms. Heather is still relentless tickling Kristen's thighs until she suddenly moves to her wide hips! Kristen again roars with laughter as the ticklish sensations in her hips renews her desperate need to escape the tickling. Heather tickles deep around the hipbones of the bikini-clad girl as she thrashes and screams with ticklish laughter.
All the girls tickling Kristen look at each other in amazement and laugh together, amused by Kristen's reaction and proud of Heather's ability to elicit it. They're all having so much fun tickling their restrained friend.
Heather steps away from Kristen's wonderfully ticklish thighs to grab some tools from Miss Lisa's wall. She returns bearing two large, fluffy feathers, four smaller, stiffer feathers, and two hairbrushes. She hands the hairbrushes to Emily, the large, fluffy feathers to Anna, and two stiff feathers to Lucy.
The girls all hold their feathers threateningly above Kristen's tickle spots, flicking them back and forth in the air above her skin, causing her to giggle and squirm beneath the dangerous shadows.
Anna makes contact first, and Kristen giggles from the light feathery tickles. Her squirming intensifies slightly as the rest of the girls begin tickling her with their new tools.
Emily runs the hairbrushes across Kristen's large, ticklish soles, being sure to brush quickly and heavily in the sole to elicit screaming laughing fits from Kristen. The bristles run wildly across her bare feet, the tickling causing her back to arch and her pleas to become incoherent babbling amidst raucous ticklish laughter. Emily's scrubbing of Kristen's soles never slows, but keeps a firm, quick pace as Kristen is slowly tickled to insanity.
Anna flicks her fluffy feathers around Kristen's bare armpits, relentlessly tickling her pits so lightly that Kristen barely reacts at first, but the tickling sensation slowly drives her mad (until Emily started in with the hairbrushes). Kristen desperately pulls against her restraints, but to no avail. She simply must lie on the table and endure the tickle torture until the girls get tired.
Lucy writes on Kristen's tummy with her feathers as if using two quills simultaneously. Kristen's belly twitches and flinches and sucks in as she is tickled, but she can't go anywhere to escape it. Lucy then dips the blunt end into Kristen's belly button, eliciting such uncontrollable laughter that she can't bring herself to stop tickling Kristen's belly button. She decides to try the fluffier end on her belly button and Kristen's laughter becomes more panicked and her pleas less coherent.
As Kristen's babbling laughter continues on, Heather tickles her inner thighs gently with the small, stiff feathers she picked up from the wall. She teases Kristen, "Tickle, tickle, tickle!" as she strokes her inner thighs with the mischievously ticklish tools. Kristen tries moving her thighs away, but Heather just starts tickling faster to stay on their bare, ticklish expanse. She tickles and tickles Kristen's thighs until Kristen stops struggling and lies on the table laughing uncontrollably.
As they tickle and tickle, Miss Lisa watches with delight. Kristen thrashes and screams with ticklish laughter, begging her friends to end the tickling, and the girls just continue tickling away.
"Please, guys, really! Please stohohohop!" Kristen begs through her giggling mania, thrashing and squealing as the girls' fingers continue their merciless tickling of her most ticklish spots. "I can't take anymore! Plehehehease!"
Still, the girls tickle on and on, relentless and ceaseless, their tireless fingers tickle and tickle and tickle until Kristen screams, "I'm gonna pee!!"
Then, they all stop tickling her. Miss Lisa quickly unties her and directs her to the restroom. She runs off, holding herself awkwardly as she goes, terrified to wet herself.
"That was so fun!" Anna remarks happily.
"Yeah, even though you didn't get tickled!" Lucy rebuts, rubbing her sensitive belly button. "But even that was pretty fun..." she mumbles.
"Well, if you had fun with me, you should come around more often! And maybe even talk to some of my friends. They're always looking for new ticklees for their little playtime!" Miss Lisa offers. "In fact, I heard there was a machinery man around here who was working on something for the community. But he's being pretty secretive about it, so no one knows what it is. He said he needed a few girls at the same time, but it's hard to schedule that in our small community," Miss Lisa laments, desperately wishing she could find out what he was hiding.
"Well, we are all free and available!" Lucy offers, kind of wanting more tickling. "I'll do anything to be tickled like that again!"
"It was pretty fun," Emily comments quietly. "I'm in."
"Let's do it!" Anna joyously exclaims.
"Ok, girls! I'll give him a call and set everything up. I'm sure he'll want you in something more fitting, though... Emily, was it?" Miss Lisa remarks about Emily's monokini.
"Yes ma'am. And can do!" Emily replies happily, planning on a shopping trip for a new bikini.
"Hey guys, that was close..." Kristen is back, looking much more relaxed despite her bright pink skin on her sides, belly, thighs, and underarms. "What's going on?"
