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LOOP 3 Okay. Back to square one. Astolfo’s game of Concentration solved - check. Astolfo’s stupid luck used to find Ishtar’s gem - check. At the very least, Ishtar had learned around the time that Fujimaru was able to make it back to her with Astolfo in tow, and hadn’t exhausted herself trying...

Foreword: As you might have guessed by the title, I have fallen far, far off the deep end. (It was something to do during Covid.) This story has been rattling around in my head for a while, and since I was off work this past week, I decided I was going to do something about it. The trouble, as...

Hurray, part 5. Contains a lot of swearing and Zyl getting very angry. Also contains Zyl getting tickled until she wets herself, so if that's not your cup of tea, be warned. On with the show! Part 1: http://www.ticklingforum.com/showthread.php?321143-Tickle-Trap-Tower-1-(-f-fantasy) Part 2...

The actual reason I started posting these! This one's new. So enjoy. --- Everyone had said, oh, you get the fun job, Arishna. You get to tease and mess with Zylinde, Arishna. I’m so jealous of you, Arishna. As if she didn’t have to do any real work! The firmly muscled dark elf was a handful...

It occurs that I'm not very good at tagging things. I should probably try to be better at that. --- Zylinde awoke from her slumber to the sound of something. The sound of laughter, actually. It took her sleep-fogged mind a second to register what it was she was hearing, but then she tossed...

Hyperkek, omegalel. I feel like I should say something, but nothing particularly comes to mind. --- With a grunt, Zyl whooshed through the air, lifting her feet up this time to avoid the bog full of tentacles ready to snare her ankles. The previous attempt at clearing this trap had ended...

Deviantart is being stupid and not letting me post the 4th part of the story I've been writing, so I said, fuck 'em, I'll post it on TMF. Then I realized that I probably should post the first three parts before that. So that's a thing. --- One leg kicked out to the side, flailing helplessly...

Occasionally I get inspired. This time I managed to hold onto it long enough to get something down. It ends a little abruptly because I was rushing, but eh. Enjoy. --- “I thought that this place had already been cleared out,” the red-haired blood elf remarked with a huff, as the dusty wooden...

After a long hiatus mostly due in part to moving a couple of states and getting settled in a new job, I finally found the wherewithal to go back searching through my archives and figure out which one of these stories was next. Strange that this effort would come on a day where I'm completely...

When I first wrote this, I felt incredibly clever by having chapter titles that were thematically similar but didn't just follow a 'part 1, part 2' pattern. Years later, I find that decision making it harder to piece together the correct order of the chapters. --- Syreth had returned just a...

This story is an incomplete series that is quite old, and was lost when Tickle Theater went down, so I went digging through an old computer and managed to find what I had completed. I think there's about five parts or so and I've changed the titles to make following them sequentially easier...

More stuff. Whee. I think after this I've actually started to work out a story that I might begin writing up instead of one-shot scenes, but as always I do pretty much whatever inspires me and don't fight the creative currents. I'm not always that great at predicting what I'll write next or what...

Another thing I've written. Thus far I haven't really hit upon any ideas for a continuous story, rather just individual scenes, which is why these aren't that long. But if there's anything I have learned about writing, it's that I should go with what I'm inspired to do, rather than forcing...

Hey. So I like, never post anything here ever, but with Tickle Theater down and looking sketchy as to when it may come back up... I figured I'd post here, because this is the first new thing I've written in like two years. I had the urge to write a Warcraft story some time ago and I started...

It looked kind of like class, but it wasn't actually class. It was, however, business as usual in the Demon Academy. "He's so cute," remarked a female satyr, light grey skin shining softly in the dimmed lights of the classroom that was not currently being used. Her fingertips ran softly over a...

We nicknamed Professor Senisha the "Battlemage" in the Demon Academy, mostly because she's good with magic and she likes to blow things up. Down near the base of the Demon Academy, there is a large, unusually heavily reinforced door that leads into possibly the most volatile place in the...

An exhausted, red-faced, giggly and somewhat sweaty fallen angel collapsed before me, naked, her soft white rear end thrust into the air as her fingers curled tightly into the mussed sheets of the bed upon which she lay. She was panting, chest rising and falling, although the fact that she was...

"Are you sure about this?" Syia asked somewhat dubiously. "Of course I'm sure. When am I ever not sure?" Though Felin answered confidently, Syia took her answer in a different way; indeed, Felin was always confident. That didn't mean she was always right, although she usually was. Syia was, at...

"Dammit, I know that I 'lack discipline' or whatever. I've been told a quabillion times that I lack discipline. You can tickle me until I totally piss my shorts but it's still not going to somehow give me 'discipline'." Jelex craned her neck away from Senisha, which was somewhat comical because...

Felin's turn, this time. --- A couch that folded out into a bed was really a wonderful thing. Relaxing on that bed, enjoying the dry, slightly cool atmosphere generated by an air conditioner with the lights dimmed save for the glow of electronic screens was an even better thing. And sharing...