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Bubblegum Crisis Tokyo 2040: The Knight Sabers tickled by: FF7tickler2
Note to the audience: First off I’ve put the Blue Seed story on delay until I feel I have a better plot for it. As for this story it was a request by Clash the Titan so I figured I’d do it. It probably won’t be my best work but I’ll see what I can do with it.
“The setting is futuristic Tokyo, where a new danger has come over the city. Boomers aka the new servants that rebuilt the city after the Great Earthquake have begun to go rogue. Between Genim’s conspiracy over the whole city and the AD Police’s arrogance the Boomer threat has still grown rapidly. But thanks to a select group of young women the city has been save many a time. The question now is, how long can these young women fight the good fight?”
*The day started as any normal day for the Knight Sabers would, Linna was busy at her computer for Genim, Nene was in the AD Police’s communication room, Priss was letting lose her heart through her songs with her band, and Cylia was selling clothing to the female populance.*
*Meanwhile at Dahjon’s Massage Parlor*
??: Stupid Boomer! Look what you did!
*A young lady was drenched in a massage oil that had been dropped on her from a Boomer*
Boomer: Mam, I’m sorry, please state the problem at the desk and no charge for the session shall be issued.
Young Woman: You think thats going to help me? Look at my hair! I just got this done!
*The young woman then proceeds to hit the boomer in the hid with her purse before storming to the counter for a refund*
*A sudden internal change could be felt inside the boomer as its core began to change. Soon this boomer would become another rogue boomer.*
*A while later at Cylia’s store, basement floor. A TV was turned up as a young male newscaster piped in about a problem. A number of boomers had gone rogue and the AD Police had been dispatched to deal with the others leaving one area uncovered. The newcast was then cut short, most likely due to Genim’s meddling with the matter.*
Cylia: Another rogue boomer. I suppose its up to us to stop them then..
*Cylia then dispatches the call to each of the girls communicators*
*After all the girls had gathered and been given the mission specifics they launched to the massage parlor area. The boomer had already grown greatly from absorbing most of the store. The walking mechanical behemoth seemed primarily to be made of metal tentacles using that to absorb and fend off any intruder.*
Priss: Damn, look at that thing.
Nene: Its huge!
Linna: So whats the plan to stop it?
Priss: Its simple, go for its core. C’mon lets go.
*The group charged in a rather destructive manner. Priss used her grenade tipped fists to blow up a giant chunk off the side where the core was thought to be. Nene shot her energy needles at the beasts head while Linna’s blades chopped at the incoming tentacles*
Priss: Dammit! Where is its core. Theres nothing here!
Linna: How many tentacles does that thing have? I swear I’ve already slices about 10 of them in two.
Nene: Umm Linna..
Linna: Nene, do you have an idea on where its core is?
Nene: Its not that, its just the fact of whats coming out of its mouth..
*The mechanical behemoth had opened its mouth shooting out hundred of tentacles which lashed out on to all the Knight Saber’s hard suits making it impossible to move*
Priss: Damn I can’t move.
Nene: Waa! Its pulling us in!
*Soon it all turned to blackness for the team*
*Inside the behemoth boomer Priss wakes up. The place is dimly lit from the light that comes in from the boomer’s open mouth. Priss tries to move only finding herself bound down to something. A sudden realization comes into mind as her hard suit is missing and she takes a deeper look at her surroundings. She has been bound to what looks like a massage table on her back with a series of metal tentacles wrapped around her arms and ankles. Turning her head to the right Priss sees Nene reclined in a chair meant for pedicures with her arms and legs also bound by tentacles. She turns her head to the left and sees Linna on another massage able accept she is laying on her stomach where her back and legs are covered by the tentacles*
FF7tickler2 note: Just to remind you, this is the first version of the suit. So they don’t go in the nude into them. They are still wearing bras and panties.
Priss: Hey! Wake up you two! This isn’t time to be sleeping!
*The two girls awake with a yawn and then a scream as they see what kind of situation they are in*
Linna: Where the hell are our hard suits.
Nene: I’m too young to die inside a giant boomer.
Priss: I assume this thing has absorbed our hard suits. And I’m not planning on dying here but you can give up hope if you want.
Nene: Your so mean Priss, but I don’t see how you plan on getting us out of here!
*A sudden mechanical hum fills the room as a series of red eyes illuminate the room*
Linna: What the hell is this? Why are there all these boomers.
Priss: Damn, how the hell could they still be active?
Boomer: Why its customers! They must have come for their appointment. Well then, I suppose we should.. *The boomers speech is slurred a series of electrical charges go through it. The boomer begins trying to speak again but this time while twitching back and forth as if cornering its prey* Lets begin then shall we?
*A series of long mechanical hands surround the girls latching onto specific parts of their bodies when a hum feels the room as the hands begin a more scratching type motion with their vibrating hands*
Nene: Hehehe! What are they doing!
Linna: They’re tickling us? Hahaha!
Priss: ....
*Priss sat their thinking about what was happening while biting hard on her lip. She didn’t want to laugh for her life had never been a happy one living on the streets when she was young. So something like this completely went against herself. She looked at her two friends as she tried to hold it it. They had already let in to it with the forced smiles etched on to their faces as their bodies wiggled to try and avoid the stroke*
Linna: HAHAHAHAHA! *Linna’s laughter had a sweet melodic laugh of a country girl. Her body felt completely overwhelmed from this sensation since it hadn’t felt it since she was a child.. It was a torturous sensation feeling the moving hands stroking up her soles, under her toes, her heel. Her feet couldn’t stand the tickling wiggling back and forth trying to avoid this ordeal. Having to wear those high heels all day had made them more sensitive, making her curse her company’s dress code again*
Nene: HAHAHAHA! No! Stop it! *Nene’s laughter kicked up a notch each time the fingers stroked around her belly button. Her upper body had always been the most ticklish part of her. But being tickled in all the sensitive areas of her body at once to say the least was an overwhelming experience for her body. She wiggled madly against the tentacles that bound her but to not avail. The fingers kept up their play on her ribs, stomach, and armpits driving the young girl nuts. Her feet also wiggled madly to get away from the boomer’s hands but each time it moved from one side it just met another hand, creating a greater sensation of hopelessness of escape.*
*Priss continued to bear it all inside although as she winced with a smile creeping up her face she wondered why of all the stupid things the boomers had to tickle. If she was going to die of something she didn’t want it to be some stupid malfunctioning boomers from a massage parlor tickling her to death. Talented local artist never reaches rock stardom due to death by tickling boomer. The whole thing pissed her off royally. But her anger stopped her from focusing on holding in the laughter and instantly she realized her mistake. A smile creeper on her face and a giggle poured out as if the tickling had now just started on her. She realized that her body was in the same situation and she struggled madly against the annoying tickling hands that launched the attack on her body. Her feet seemed to affect her the most ticklish wise. But like all the others curling her toes or other such feebles defenses did nothing to stop the boomer*
*The tickling continued to grow in its intensity as their sweaty bodies felt the urge to give up. They were tired, their lungs burned from the laughter they had released. They didn’t care anymore.*
*Outside a motorcycle with an off duty AD Policeman continues toward the tickling boomer.*
Leon: Dammit, on all my days off some rogue boomer has to show up and ruin it.
*His bike screetched to a halt as he stared at the monstrosity. Leon proceeded to pull out his custom revolved and point it at the now open boomer’s mouth.*
Leon: I’d say your core is there! *A loud blast goes off as the bullet plunged through the boomers open upper jaw*
*Inside the boomer the hands just stop and the tentacles harnesses fall off. The boomer was losing power dramatically now that the core was broken.*
Priss: Damn.. I thought that would never end. Linna, Nene, come on.
*The three girls run out the boomer’s open mouth. A moment later its mouth slams shut hard. The collapse on the ground breathing in the fresh air while trying to regain their composure*
Leon: I seems that my theory about us always meeting under the most wonderful conditions is true.
*Priss stares at Leon with a death glare before realizing that she needed to cover up*
Nene: Leon peon!
Leon: Normally I’d spank you for something like that.
Nene: Not with Priss here. Did we interupt a romantic moment..
Leon: Nene!
*A red blush comes across both Leons and Prisses faces*
Linna: I see how it is then.
Priss: You see how what is Linna?
*Later at Cylias*
Cylia: Well its good that the boomer didn’t fully absorb your hard suits so we were able to extract them. It should have been an easy job for you even with the tickling.
Linna: Easy?
Nene: Job? Your going to pay for that Cylia!
*Linna and Nene proceed to jump on Cylia and begin tickling with Nene on the ribs and Linna on her feet*
Cylia: Hahaha! I was just! Hehehe! No!
Fin
Note to the audience: First off I’ve put the Blue Seed story on delay until I feel I have a better plot for it. As for this story it was a request by Clash the Titan so I figured I’d do it. It probably won’t be my best work but I’ll see what I can do with it.
“The setting is futuristic Tokyo, where a new danger has come over the city. Boomers aka the new servants that rebuilt the city after the Great Earthquake have begun to go rogue. Between Genim’s conspiracy over the whole city and the AD Police’s arrogance the Boomer threat has still grown rapidly. But thanks to a select group of young women the city has been save many a time. The question now is, how long can these young women fight the good fight?”
*The day started as any normal day for the Knight Sabers would, Linna was busy at her computer for Genim, Nene was in the AD Police’s communication room, Priss was letting lose her heart through her songs with her band, and Cylia was selling clothing to the female populance.*
*Meanwhile at Dahjon’s Massage Parlor*
??: Stupid Boomer! Look what you did!
*A young lady was drenched in a massage oil that had been dropped on her from a Boomer*
Boomer: Mam, I’m sorry, please state the problem at the desk and no charge for the session shall be issued.
Young Woman: You think thats going to help me? Look at my hair! I just got this done!
*The young woman then proceeds to hit the boomer in the hid with her purse before storming to the counter for a refund*
*A sudden internal change could be felt inside the boomer as its core began to change. Soon this boomer would become another rogue boomer.*
*A while later at Cylia’s store, basement floor. A TV was turned up as a young male newscaster piped in about a problem. A number of boomers had gone rogue and the AD Police had been dispatched to deal with the others leaving one area uncovered. The newcast was then cut short, most likely due to Genim’s meddling with the matter.*
Cylia: Another rogue boomer. I suppose its up to us to stop them then..
*Cylia then dispatches the call to each of the girls communicators*
*After all the girls had gathered and been given the mission specifics they launched to the massage parlor area. The boomer had already grown greatly from absorbing most of the store. The walking mechanical behemoth seemed primarily to be made of metal tentacles using that to absorb and fend off any intruder.*
Priss: Damn, look at that thing.
Nene: Its huge!
Linna: So whats the plan to stop it?
Priss: Its simple, go for its core. C’mon lets go.
*The group charged in a rather destructive manner. Priss used her grenade tipped fists to blow up a giant chunk off the side where the core was thought to be. Nene shot her energy needles at the beasts head while Linna’s blades chopped at the incoming tentacles*
Priss: Dammit! Where is its core. Theres nothing here!
Linna: How many tentacles does that thing have? I swear I’ve already slices about 10 of them in two.
Nene: Umm Linna..
Linna: Nene, do you have an idea on where its core is?
Nene: Its not that, its just the fact of whats coming out of its mouth..
*The mechanical behemoth had opened its mouth shooting out hundred of tentacles which lashed out on to all the Knight Saber’s hard suits making it impossible to move*
Priss: Damn I can’t move.
Nene: Waa! Its pulling us in!
*Soon it all turned to blackness for the team*
*Inside the behemoth boomer Priss wakes up. The place is dimly lit from the light that comes in from the boomer’s open mouth. Priss tries to move only finding herself bound down to something. A sudden realization comes into mind as her hard suit is missing and she takes a deeper look at her surroundings. She has been bound to what looks like a massage table on her back with a series of metal tentacles wrapped around her arms and ankles. Turning her head to the right Priss sees Nene reclined in a chair meant for pedicures with her arms and legs also bound by tentacles. She turns her head to the left and sees Linna on another massage able accept she is laying on her stomach where her back and legs are covered by the tentacles*
FF7tickler2 note: Just to remind you, this is the first version of the suit. So they don’t go in the nude into them. They are still wearing bras and panties.
Priss: Hey! Wake up you two! This isn’t time to be sleeping!
*The two girls awake with a yawn and then a scream as they see what kind of situation they are in*
Linna: Where the hell are our hard suits.
Nene: I’m too young to die inside a giant boomer.
Priss: I assume this thing has absorbed our hard suits. And I’m not planning on dying here but you can give up hope if you want.
Nene: Your so mean Priss, but I don’t see how you plan on getting us out of here!
*A sudden mechanical hum fills the room as a series of red eyes illuminate the room*
Linna: What the hell is this? Why are there all these boomers.
Priss: Damn, how the hell could they still be active?
Boomer: Why its customers! They must have come for their appointment. Well then, I suppose we should.. *The boomers speech is slurred a series of electrical charges go through it. The boomer begins trying to speak again but this time while twitching back and forth as if cornering its prey* Lets begin then shall we?
*A series of long mechanical hands surround the girls latching onto specific parts of their bodies when a hum feels the room as the hands begin a more scratching type motion with their vibrating hands*
Nene: Hehehe! What are they doing!
Linna: They’re tickling us? Hahaha!
Priss: ....
*Priss sat their thinking about what was happening while biting hard on her lip. She didn’t want to laugh for her life had never been a happy one living on the streets when she was young. So something like this completely went against herself. She looked at her two friends as she tried to hold it it. They had already let in to it with the forced smiles etched on to their faces as their bodies wiggled to try and avoid the stroke*
Linna: HAHAHAHAHA! *Linna’s laughter had a sweet melodic laugh of a country girl. Her body felt completely overwhelmed from this sensation since it hadn’t felt it since she was a child.. It was a torturous sensation feeling the moving hands stroking up her soles, under her toes, her heel. Her feet couldn’t stand the tickling wiggling back and forth trying to avoid this ordeal. Having to wear those high heels all day had made them more sensitive, making her curse her company’s dress code again*
Nene: HAHAHAHA! No! Stop it! *Nene’s laughter kicked up a notch each time the fingers stroked around her belly button. Her upper body had always been the most ticklish part of her. But being tickled in all the sensitive areas of her body at once to say the least was an overwhelming experience for her body. She wiggled madly against the tentacles that bound her but to not avail. The fingers kept up their play on her ribs, stomach, and armpits driving the young girl nuts. Her feet also wiggled madly to get away from the boomer’s hands but each time it moved from one side it just met another hand, creating a greater sensation of hopelessness of escape.*
*Priss continued to bear it all inside although as she winced with a smile creeping up her face she wondered why of all the stupid things the boomers had to tickle. If she was going to die of something she didn’t want it to be some stupid malfunctioning boomers from a massage parlor tickling her to death. Talented local artist never reaches rock stardom due to death by tickling boomer. The whole thing pissed her off royally. But her anger stopped her from focusing on holding in the laughter and instantly she realized her mistake. A smile creeper on her face and a giggle poured out as if the tickling had now just started on her. She realized that her body was in the same situation and she struggled madly against the annoying tickling hands that launched the attack on her body. Her feet seemed to affect her the most ticklish wise. But like all the others curling her toes or other such feebles defenses did nothing to stop the boomer*
*The tickling continued to grow in its intensity as their sweaty bodies felt the urge to give up. They were tired, their lungs burned from the laughter they had released. They didn’t care anymore.*
*Outside a motorcycle with an off duty AD Policeman continues toward the tickling boomer.*
Leon: Dammit, on all my days off some rogue boomer has to show up and ruin it.
*His bike screetched to a halt as he stared at the monstrosity. Leon proceeded to pull out his custom revolved and point it at the now open boomer’s mouth.*
Leon: I’d say your core is there! *A loud blast goes off as the bullet plunged through the boomers open upper jaw*
*Inside the boomer the hands just stop and the tentacles harnesses fall off. The boomer was losing power dramatically now that the core was broken.*
Priss: Damn.. I thought that would never end. Linna, Nene, come on.
*The three girls run out the boomer’s open mouth. A moment later its mouth slams shut hard. The collapse on the ground breathing in the fresh air while trying to regain their composure*
Leon: I seems that my theory about us always meeting under the most wonderful conditions is true.
*Priss stares at Leon with a death glare before realizing that she needed to cover up*
Nene: Leon peon!
Leon: Normally I’d spank you for something like that.
Nene: Not with Priss here. Did we interupt a romantic moment..
Leon: Nene!
*A red blush comes across both Leons and Prisses faces*
Linna: I see how it is then.
Priss: You see how what is Linna?
*Later at Cylias*
Cylia: Well its good that the boomer didn’t fully absorb your hard suits so we were able to extract them. It should have been an easy job for you even with the tickling.
Linna: Easy?
Nene: Job? Your going to pay for that Cylia!
*Linna and Nene proceed to jump on Cylia and begin tickling with Nene on the ribs and Linna on her feet*
Cylia: Hahaha! I was just! Hehehe! No!
Fin
