tickle_fan11
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Hey Guys, I have decided to go ahead and type my story for you early because of some decisions being made in my life as reguards to moving, so here it is:
xxx Christy Henning had just walked backstage in search of Trish Stratus who had organized the "initiation" last week with the whole 3 on 1 Bra and Panties Match. She wanted to tell her what she thought of it. Of all the men in the audiance that night cheering her on when she had been undressed in her Bra and Panties. How she felt excited that the men would love her so much and to tell Trish thanks.
She found the doorway easily because it was marked "Diva's Locker Room" in bright pink. She opened the door and saw that the lights were out. Then suddenly, she felt several hands grab at her and pulled her inside. At first, she was scared. Her heart was racing, her head was pounding, and was feeling dizzy when all of a sudden the lights switched back on. And there they were, all of the Divas, with big grins on their faces.
"Oh, it's you guys! I was so frightened that you were serial rapists or something!' Christy said. "Hey! What are you doing to me? Let Go!" All of the Divas dragged her down to what felt like a table of some sort. Then they started to rip off her clothes, leaving her only in her bra and panties. Then they started taking her arms and pulling her legs to the 4 corners of the table.
"What are you guys doing? Stop that!" Christy demanded.
"Oh, Christy!" Trish Stratus said, "I completely forgot to tell you that your initiation has yet to be completed! Right now, you are in a soundproof room we have disquised as our locker room. So if you try to scream for help, no one would be able to hear you. And don't start trying to beg and plead for us to let you go, that would be impossible. And the way we've got you tied down, you're not going anywhere until we say so!"
"What are you going to do?" Christy said, with fear and uncertainty in her eyes.
"We are going to test your stamina and your will to survive anything that could happen out there in the ring," Trish said, "Since we know that we can't harm you in any way, we are going to give you your test the only way we know how.... Ladies, do you have your instruments?"
Christy looked up and couldn't believe her eyes! Each and every single solitary Raw diva held up a single feather. They were of all different colors and sizes. Christy now knew what the feathers were for and started pleading right away...
"Please, don't tickle me! I can't stand it! Please, I'll do anything you want! But, just don't....ha....ha...ha!"
But, too late. While she was still pleading they were already in position and started to lightly stroke her half-naked body. She laughed and laughed and laughed. And all the time this was taking place, Trish, being on her right side, tickling her armpit, started to taunt the now-helpless Diva:
"Oh, is widdle Chwisty all ticklwish? Gootchie...gootchie...goo! Oh, don't you just love the way I stroke this lovely little feather all over your helpless naked armpit! Oh my! Look how you are struggling! Don't worry this will all be over soon! I pwomise! But for now, tickle...tickle...tickle..."
While Trish was tickling Christy's right armpit, Stacy Kiebler was using her nails, scribbling a figure-8 all over Christy's left armpit and used the feather to stroke her inner forearm, which drove Christy nuts! Further down the line, Molly Holly was enjoying every bit of tickling Christy's ribs and stomach. She used her feather by stroking it all over Christy's stomach, while using her fingers to poke and prod each and every single rib. Further down, Gail Kim was having a blast using her feather and her long flowing hair to tickle Christy's inner thighs. Even more further down, both Victoria and Lita were having a blast tickling each foot separately. Victoria was using both hands to tickle all over Christy's left foot, alternately sweeping her hair over and in-between Christy's toes. Lita, on the right foot, was having more of an impact on Christy when she used her own tongue to lick all over Christy's toes, while scratching the nails of her left hand lightly all over the poor girl's instep and while using the feather in her other hand to glide all over the rest of her foot, including the soles and the toes that she didn't have her tongue over.
Christy was in sensory overload! Her body felt like jello underneath all of the Divas poking and proding fingers and all of the feathers and the hair that was tickling her thighs and the toes of her left foot. She knew that she was in for a long night.... 😀
xxx Christy Henning had just walked backstage in search of Trish Stratus who had organized the "initiation" last week with the whole 3 on 1 Bra and Panties Match. She wanted to tell her what she thought of it. Of all the men in the audiance that night cheering her on when she had been undressed in her Bra and Panties. How she felt excited that the men would love her so much and to tell Trish thanks.
She found the doorway easily because it was marked "Diva's Locker Room" in bright pink. She opened the door and saw that the lights were out. Then suddenly, she felt several hands grab at her and pulled her inside. At first, she was scared. Her heart was racing, her head was pounding, and was feeling dizzy when all of a sudden the lights switched back on. And there they were, all of the Divas, with big grins on their faces.
"Oh, it's you guys! I was so frightened that you were serial rapists or something!' Christy said. "Hey! What are you doing to me? Let Go!" All of the Divas dragged her down to what felt like a table of some sort. Then they started to rip off her clothes, leaving her only in her bra and panties. Then they started taking her arms and pulling her legs to the 4 corners of the table.
"What are you guys doing? Stop that!" Christy demanded.
"Oh, Christy!" Trish Stratus said, "I completely forgot to tell you that your initiation has yet to be completed! Right now, you are in a soundproof room we have disquised as our locker room. So if you try to scream for help, no one would be able to hear you. And don't start trying to beg and plead for us to let you go, that would be impossible. And the way we've got you tied down, you're not going anywhere until we say so!"
"What are you going to do?" Christy said, with fear and uncertainty in her eyes.
"We are going to test your stamina and your will to survive anything that could happen out there in the ring," Trish said, "Since we know that we can't harm you in any way, we are going to give you your test the only way we know how.... Ladies, do you have your instruments?"
Christy looked up and couldn't believe her eyes! Each and every single solitary Raw diva held up a single feather. They were of all different colors and sizes. Christy now knew what the feathers were for and started pleading right away...
"Please, don't tickle me! I can't stand it! Please, I'll do anything you want! But, just don't....ha....ha...ha!"
But, too late. While she was still pleading they were already in position and started to lightly stroke her half-naked body. She laughed and laughed and laughed. And all the time this was taking place, Trish, being on her right side, tickling her armpit, started to taunt the now-helpless Diva:
"Oh, is widdle Chwisty all ticklwish? Gootchie...gootchie...goo! Oh, don't you just love the way I stroke this lovely little feather all over your helpless naked armpit! Oh my! Look how you are struggling! Don't worry this will all be over soon! I pwomise! But for now, tickle...tickle...tickle..."
While Trish was tickling Christy's right armpit, Stacy Kiebler was using her nails, scribbling a figure-8 all over Christy's left armpit and used the feather to stroke her inner forearm, which drove Christy nuts! Further down the line, Molly Holly was enjoying every bit of tickling Christy's ribs and stomach. She used her feather by stroking it all over Christy's stomach, while using her fingers to poke and prod each and every single rib. Further down, Gail Kim was having a blast using her feather and her long flowing hair to tickle Christy's inner thighs. Even more further down, both Victoria and Lita were having a blast tickling each foot separately. Victoria was using both hands to tickle all over Christy's left foot, alternately sweeping her hair over and in-between Christy's toes. Lita, on the right foot, was having more of an impact on Christy when she used her own tongue to lick all over Christy's toes, while scratching the nails of her left hand lightly all over the poor girl's instep and while using the feather in her other hand to glide all over the rest of her foot, including the soles and the toes that she didn't have her tongue over.
Christy was in sensory overload! Her body felt like jello underneath all of the Divas poking and proding fingers and all of the feathers and the hair that was tickling her thighs and the toes of her left foot. She knew that she was in for a long night.... 😀
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