Short Story Tickle Slideshow!

[Inverse]

Short Story Tickling!

Hey everyone. ^.^ Not sure this is the best place to put this thread, but I thought and thought about it and decided that this would be where it should go. Was thinking about maybe doing a thread where people post tickling pics, art, etc... and try to do a story on it.

It doesn't have to be super long, in fact the shorter the better. Just something to give every pic, every tickle art out there some context. 🙂

Now I thought of maybe doing it so that we could do it as a relay, where I do a picture, then link another picture so that another writer can fill it in. ^.^

But this is awfully stifling, even though I think it'd be fun. Instead go ahead and pick the tickling picture of your choosing and try to write something fun to make the picture even better!

Mods if you want to move this thread, feel free and I'll learn where this kind of stuff goes. 🙂 Here goes!

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I had tried to get away as best I could. Really, I did! For a moment I thought I would escape the sentries that tried to prevent our escape, but I was too slow and too clumsy. I didn't want anyone to stop for me or they would just get caught too so I told them to run. Run as fast as they could and not stop! Already the sentry was upon me, and with strong arms it had grabbed my wrists and ankles and placed me on its wretched seat.

I knew what was coming, so I steeled myself as best I could but it was no real use. Hands shot out of the machine as it began to mercilessly tickle my ribs. My resolve was disappointing, the tickling was intense, it always was and I found myself spitting outward from my resistance into hard laughter.

There is something particularly demoralizing about breaking into laughter like this, though I could hardly be blamed. The sentries knew exactly how to tickle us, they were programmed to. The tickling at my ribs was only the beginning as it began to torment my underarms as well. I couldn't take it, I didn't want to. My armpits were too ticklish! I shrieked with laughter and cursed at it for its effectiveness.

My friends had probably escaped by now, I sure hope they did, because nobody deserves this kind of torture. Nobody should have to be tickled like this for days, and days. This sentry was wrecking havoc on me. The seat beneath my womanhood vibrated, and although its tickles didn't make me laugh, they sure brought me closer to a level of insanity I would soon be quite intimate with. I pleaded with this thing, begging it to stop! To stop tickling and tickling me. It just added more hands, this time my thighs, and it took all I could not to cry. Pleading with a robot, how absolutely pathetic of me.

Had I opened my eyes, I would have realized I was nearing the prison that we had dared escape. My punishment would be far more severe than this, and yet I already longed for some reprieve from even this tickle torture. Whatever was to come my way, I would have to accept with humility. I got myself put into tickle prison and this was my fate. They would add years to my sentence now. Even as I cried from this realization, it only found a way to make me scream with tears in my eyes. Mocking me for my sadness, it only added more fingers to my sensitive rib cage and I broke into hysterical laughter.

Oh, and I did laugh...the choice wasn't mine to make. I can be angry, or sad or even happy if I willed it. Laughing however was not my choice. It was theirs.

I would comply.

 

[Inverse]

I had sworn to them I wouldn't back out. I was ready for this, at least I told myself I was. Anri looked at me with playful eyes, searching for any doubt in me. Juli only smirked from a distance. They didn't have to look very hard, it was all I could do not to show how nervous I was, but I needed this. I wanted this too badly. Anri assured me that I would get exactly what I had asked for. Of course, I had to put it in writing. In the form of a lengthy contract I had signed myself. I would be tied, firmly. My arms firmly over my head to expose my underarms. My legs spread as far as my body would allow them to be. All while wearing leather garments provided by Juri, designed to expose every single ticklish spot in my body. I would be gagged, but not until I was told exactly what I was about to endure by my two lovers.

They would tickle me in phases, beginning with my underarms at each side. My ribs tested until I broke into laughter. Then they would begin in earnest. Scanning my body, abusing my limits. Pushing me further and further into hysterics. There would be no safe words, there would be no escape. I would put myself completely at their mercy. A mercy based on the trust and understanding I've long forged with them. They knew me, all too well and would not rob me of this simple request. I would tell them that I was ready, and when the gag was placed on my mouth I knew there would be no more words of protest. I would no longer lie to myself about how good I felt despite the torment inflicted upon me. All urges to escape were to be ignored. Only I would endure them, for all they would listen to would be the escalating panic my laughter would represent.

They escorted me to the chamber, closing the door behind me and tying me down to my restraints. I took in a few deep breaths as they stared at me quietly. Both of them smiled, I honestly feel they were happy to see me go through with this. Happy to see that I would do this of my own choice, by my own design. I would take away and strip my will under my own veil of choice. I nodded to them, indicating that I was ready to be read my words back to me...

I am here, by my own choice.
To be tied as strictly as my body can bear.
To be teased as necessary to bring laughter to my lips.
To be touched as required to bring tears to my eyes.
I want no sobbing, or plea, to be listened to from this point forward.
I want no pity, no mercy to be granted henceforth.
All my resistance shall be considered false.
All my laughter shall be considered truth.
I agree from now, to become your toy...
A conduit of touch, a vessel of sensation...
This is, what I want...

"Is it not?"

"Yes..."

It was...

I don't quite recall how many hours it had been since they began. I could tell you that at no point in time did it ever feel any inclination of mercy was granted to me. The entire spectrum of emotion swelled at my chest. I wanted to be released. I wanted to plead for my freedom. Even when I swore I wouldn't I still did. I was pathetic. I would give in at any given moment if the choice was left to me. I would tell them to stop. I would beg and grovel and cry even as I laughed through the tight fit of my gag. Had they felt even the slightest of pity for me, this would have been over. My descent into hysteria would have ended. Yet they didn't stop. They didn't listen. They knew that by doing so, they too would betray me. They too would represent my weakness, my desire to resist, to cheat myself of this freedom. To rob myself of true, and utter submissiveness.

 

[Abadon XXX1]

nice stories ^^

 

[TickleWiazard]

Bravo! Bravo! Very cleverly done and brilliant writing!

 

[Serious_sam]

Beautiful.

 

[LittleBabyBlue]

I'd have to say the 1st one is my favorite. It's very sadistic, but also very disturbingly cute. The part where she talks about how she could be sad, angry, or happy, though she forgot to mention scared, she still laughed, because the robots were, well, tickling her. It's really deep, and I highly enjoyed it. I shall be posting my lil' story here soon as well to that picture you gave me. ^_^ Til' then, cya wen I cya! Love you Versey Mercy! *kissu*

 

[Auto113]

Great stories, very creative 🙂

 

[jessieticklish1]

Awesome stories and a very good idea. Hopefully this thread can be kept alive with more good stories for quite a while atleast🙂

 

[Travalion]

This could be the start of a whole new way to make stories

 

[Inverse]

Therapy

It's been a long time since I remember being really happy. I mean, I could force a smile here and there, but it never really meant I was actually happy. I really don't know why I was depressed. Nothing tragic had happened to me. I just didn't really feel all that alive anymore, I missed laughing and being silly with my friends.

I drove by an advertisement on my way to work. One of those new floating billboards that kept harassing us with random products of things we most likely were already buying anyway. There was a unique advertisement though, colorful but simple and it had caught my eye.

"Laugh Again™! Here we have the best medicine!"

It went on to say how it offered to cure depression and anxiety with minimal efforts. No pills. No gimmicks. Just laughter. Quite a bold promise really, I didn't anticipate it would actually work but... I had to try something. I wasn't myself. I felt like I was a prisoner to my own emotions. I needed to be set free from this somehow.

When I arrived I was surprised by how easy it was. It didn't even cost a lot of money and they sold me their services in such a charismatic fashion I had signed without really thinking much about it. It had seemed too good to be true, but I was so desperate to get out of this funk I didn't even think twice when they told me to lie down on the bed and relax and take a few long deep breaths...

I'm not sure when I fell asleep, or how it happened. I knew however that I was tied up in quite the embarrassing position. My clothes had been stripped completely and my arms were tied well above my head in thick, padded confining cuffs. I tried to lift my legs, but I was stretched out so tightly I couldn't even lift my knees.

"What is this? What are you doing to me!?"

"We're here to make you laugh," a feminine voice said over some speakers. I looked around in the bright room but could hardly see where it came from.

"Good luck with that! Get me out of here now! Urrrgh!"

"So much anger..." said the voice with a bit of sadness. I suddenly felt a light caress at my feet that made my entire body jolt, yet it didn't retreat or surrender. The sensation continued and I felt myself smiling. No! I wouldn't smile at this! I was angry! They had to let me go!

"Cut it out! That tickles!" I screamed and winced, forcing the ticklish sensations out of my mind.

"Please give up, the sooner you give up. The faster you'll be able to laugh again."

The soft caress at my right foot became more of a light scratching, and that caught me completely off-guard. I cursed under my breath and giggled.

"Shi...! Heeheeeheeheehee~!" I willed myself to silence, but the struggle I endured could easily be seen by the tortured expression on my face.

They were tickling me! They were going to tickle me and there was nothing I could do about it! It scared the living daylights out of me! I hated to be tickled! I was far too ticklish! Yet I couldn't remember the last time anyone had ever tried. It was so long ago I almost forgot the sensation, yet I was about to become well acquainted with them again as two sinister looking hands escaped from the side of my bedding, reaching over the the tight wells of my hips and began wriggling their fingers on my naked body.

"Aaahahahahaha~! Tiiihihihickles...!"

Others appeared in sequence to my dismay. With precision fingers and feathers approached my underarms. I clenched my teeth and tugged hard at my arm restraints which gave way a few inches, only to pull back upon them and make me even more taut than before.

"Aahahahahahahahahahaaaaa!!!!"

Within seconds of making contact more and more tools appeared. Each one adding yet another layer of my torment. It had to have been at least ten minutes now, and my ribs were being tickled with masterful depth, forcing the loudest of my laughter along with the teasing at my feet. My underarms continued to be assaulted by fingers and feathers whose combination left me gasping for air and wishing I could pull my arms down for just a few brief seconds of relief but I couldn't even bend my elbows to do such a thing.

"Good. Continue to laugh at this rate and you will improve greatly. You are lucky to be this ticklish you know."

Lucky?! To be this ticklish? I was laughing too hard to reply to such ridiculous comments but perhaps that was her point. Thinking about anything but laughter was beginning to become difficult. I'm not sure you can comprehend how long thirty minutes can be when you're being tickled with such intensity, but believe me... it was a long time. I had given up struggling at this point. I was exhausted by the constant tickles yet that only seemed to make it worse.

Within an hour, it had begun to tease my breasts, which I ashamedly have to admit were like hard little sensitive diamonds, ripe for the flicking bristles of feathers and sharp tips of fingers. I didn't think it was possible, but my nipples only seemed to grow harder, my body was enjoying this more than I think I was capable of.

"AAAHahaHAHAHA Staahahahap!! Heeeheeheee!!"

"Why should we stop?"

"BeeheheheHEhee I cahahahahhhan't stahahahand iiiit!"

"Yet you would stand to be sad and depressed? Left alone you had forgotten to laugh, and here you will know nothing but. We see you are not quite ready to be released yet. We will check upon you in a few more hours to gauge your progress."

Hours? I couldn't stand another minute of this! It was maddening! I screamed and howled and tried to squirm as much as I could but my bondage realizing I could even move in such a way only pulled my tighter. I couldn't move an inch! My body was rewarded for my actions with an even more aggressive tickling of my ribs and the sudden approach of a single devious finger scratching at my navel.

"AHAAHAHAHAAHAHA! NOOOO NOT THERE! AHAHAHA! Pleehehehehseee!"

It was hopeless. I was crying and sobbing from the torment, but you couldn't tell from the look on my face. Perhaps this was what they were trying to tell me. Perhaps they showed that I could survive this. I could survive tears and depression and sadness and that regardless of what I was feeling inside, that I was always capable of laughter. Always capable of smiling. My cheeks were sore from how wide I had smiled. I had never laughed so hard in my life. There had to be a lesson learned here.

Perhaps my thinking this way is what was meant by the girl as progress. Perhaps somewhere inside me, I had missed this all along. Missed being free of my own inability to let myself go. Every time I moved, movement was taken away. If I tried to frown, they made me smile. Perhaps there was more to learn in this cursed place. I'm sure I would have plenty of time in the week long stay I had foolishly signed up for to see just how far I would go.

At least I would get what I paid for. I sure did learn to Laugh Again™.

 

[Lummie]

The last one is the best so far if ya ask me 🙂 ! I'd contribute, but I'm not a writer, so all I can say is awesome work!

 

[Inverse]

Thank you! I would love more people to participate or it feels oh so self serving. ^.^

Would love more art in here, maybe even pics that inspire you to wish something was written about it. Doesn't just have to be you writing something.

Anything that spurns the imagination, maybe explain why you like it. Then it might inspire someone (or myself) to write something about it.

There are words behind art. Sometimes we just have to stare at a pic long enough to find them!

 

[Lummie]

Hmm, this might work? Not sure, but I figured I'd keep you busy before you hit 50 Posts today with your crazy posting spree. xP

Just kidding 🙂 I really like the picture, so a story to go with it would own. To be fair, it already has one as I took it straight out of the Tower of Tickling story, but since i don't understand jap, it's like it has no story for me. xP

 

[Inverse]

Oh yes~ I remember that picture. It does have a story doesn't it? I think I'll make up my own. To be honest, it makes me think of Tower of Gargalesis a bit. ^_^

I'll work on something tomorrow! <3

 

[Lummie]

Oh yes~ I remember that picture. It does have a story doesn't it? I think I'll make up my own. To be honest, it makes me think of Tower of Gargalesis a bit. ^_^

I'll work on something tomorrow! <3

Yeah technically I guess it does, but....like I said I've taken it straight from the japanese Tower of Tickling Site and if you ask me, a story written in Kanji is like no story to me. xD

I -was- trying to go for a picture that at least some people might not know, but that's still high quality artwork.

I'd be embarassed to ask you to write a story about a crappy picture when the stories are that good. 🙂

 

[LittleBabyBlue]

Red's True Torture

~Ok, so here's my first story in reply to Inverse's Short Story Tickle Slideshow. This story focuses around one of my own made characters, Tonias Red. She's usually very serious, and extremely violent towards everyone around her, and she also has some pretty dangerous power to back it all up.

She's quite the prickly rose most of the time, so I thought it'd be interesting to experiment with having her in a tickle story, since it normally doesn't fit her character in any way at all.

Please note however, like all other story posts on here, the pic used for this story is not mine, and is not Tonias Red's actual appearance. This is simply a rough draft of what Red would look like in a situation such as this, so without further ado, let's begin.~

~Red had been snooping around Satisfy Island, trying to infiltrate the diabolical, and disturbing GiggleZation who had been kidnapping innocent humans, and forcing them to be "Infinitely Happy". Red knew that this wasn't what she wanted for her perfect world, which was destined to be filled with Anger, and Sadness. It was to reflect her personal hatred towards the ignorance of those who never cared for her Hatred, or Depression. She had made it her absolute most-wanted dream to see the world's people suffer just like she did, so she knew she had to stop this GiggleZation's disturbing deeds to feed her own disturbing deeds, but while she was in pursuit, she was knocked out from behind, and went unconscious.

After a few hours, Red had awakened to...Nothing! That's right, when her eyes finally opened, it was "still" black! Red however stayed perfectly calm, realizing she was now blindfolded. What was most unnerving however was how her body was laying on something that felt like a cross, her body feeling a lot more vulnerable now than usual. She could feel air hitting her breasts, as well as most of her body, especially her navel, and thighs. Red was starting to wonder just what the hell was getting ready to happen to her, which caused her a slight bit of panic, a sweat drop falling down the side of her face.

As soon as she awoke however, she started hearing a machine start to rev up, and it was vibrating the cross. It was apparent that the cross, was also a machine, as well as a bondage device. She heard a man's voice in the distance.

"Well, lookie at what we have here...Enjoying your new clothes? Oh, our employees so much enjoyed undressing you out of those ugly clothes before, and placing these new ones onto you, hehehe..." He'd giggle in a sadistic tone, Red grunting in disgust at the fact that people were probably touching her in her sleep. It made her angrier then she was when she first came into this place, causing her to shout in anger towards the voice.

"If you think I'm smiling, you have another thing coming you useless, perverted bastard!" She'd scream in a terrifyingly angry tone.

"Hmph...Such a temper...We shall fix that my dear little girl...You will tell us all about yourself in due time, for you see, smiling isn't your choice, it is ours...Hehehe..." He'd giggle once more, as he continued his strange speech. "When you're around other human beings, what is it they want from you?...Hmm? Can you answer that?...Then I shall for you...They want your laughter! Your smile! Hahahaha! That's what they want! Dear young girl, there is no such thing as freedom...There is only happiness, and laughter...and my dear? That is what "all" humans strive for...so, we give it to them, hehehehehe, by force! Hahahahaha! Ahh, how I love the human race, hahahahaha!" He'd end his transmission with a sadistic laugh, not seeming to phase Red at the least, surprisingly.

As the man's voice over the computers went silent, the machine started producing multiple, blue-balled mechanical hands, each sporting 3 strange-looking fingers. Many of them held feathers, others held tickly-probes, and then there was the basic tool-less hands. As soon as they appeared, the mechanical hands quickly went to work on Ms. Red, each hand tickling her in many various places, such as her armpit hollows, breasts, nipples, belly, belly button, feet, toes, and even her thighs and knees.

Red immediately shot into hysterical laughter upon impact of the tickly sensations on her highly vulnerable body, causing her to rage at the same time, but all of it being covered by her surprisingly adorable giggles, and laughter. The mechanical hands delicately tickle her tender flesh, never staying in a single pattern for too long, the blindfold not making things any better at all.

The strange, cat-ear like headphones soon switched on, and started giving Red a large sum of teasing ticklish talk to help increase her already strong ticklishness. The words echoed through her mind like a broken record, it was shortly already driving her mad with laughter.~

~"Tickle, tickle, tickle!
Kitchy, kitchy, koo!
Coochie, coochie, coo!
Poor little ticklish girl,
poor, poor little very,
very ticklish girl! Do you
enjoy those little fingers,
feathers, and probes tickling
you all over? Of course you
do! You're happy!
You're smiling!
Happy happy,
smiley smiley!
Hehehehehe!
Hahahahaha!
Let the laughter flow
through your lungs!
Laugh! Smile!
Laugh!! SMILE!!
Kitchy kitchy, kitchy
kitchy kitchy, kitchy kee,
kitchy kee, kitchy koo!!~

~The ticklish teasing would replay over, and over again, as well as the tickling itself. The fingers scribbling at her armpits. The feathers teasing, and tickling Red's hardened nipples, and bouncy breasts. The fingers that were counting her protruded ribs. The devious finger wriggling like a little worm, and dancing in her deep navel. The fingers digging in at her thighs. The fingers playfully tickling Red's immobile feet, and toes, sawing feathers between her toes, as well as against them, the little toes shivering cutely against all those tickles.

Just look at her, so immobile, so ticklishly ticklish, and so unable to pull her arms down, and legs up to stop any of it. I'm sure "you're" enjoying this, but is Red? Think about it for a quick second: She's strapped down, unarmed, defenseless, harmless, and ticklish. Her senses are being driven mad with ticklish hysteria, her true feelings being hid by laughter. Laughter is indeed a beautiful thing, but was what Red wanted? No, she wanted sadness, and anger. We must always remember: Laughter is simply a stimulation that is usually confused for the person being happy, but this is far from the truth. When someone's happy, it's when they hug someone, love someone, and fight for someone, or something in their life. Laughter is just the icing on the cake, and ya know? Icing can be very unhealthy when consumed by itself, don't you agree?...

Red would struggle against her strains, but nothing happened. She could only lay there as the tickling continued, and laugh endlessly.

"HHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!! STAHAHAHAHAHAAHAP IHIHIHT PLEHEHEHEHEHSE!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!" Red would scream in laughter, her nipples now rock hard, and her pussy now sore as hell. The probe-holding hands took heed of this, and soon inserted the tickly probes into her opened pussy one after another, wiggling them inside once they were fully in. Red started to moan, as well as laugh. She truly was being tortured, but was being forced to actually enjoy it. She felt mentally sick, and just wanted it all to end.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!! Ooooooooooohohohoohohoho!!" Red would laugh, and moan hysterically as the machine did it's job on her. Her mind drifting into a black chasm of nothingness as she went into silent laughter, and soon after only giggles, her body twitching spasmodically from the sensory overload the tickling caused her. She had orgasmed immensely, her cum juice flowing out of her exposed pussy like a waterfall of sorts. Her mind was being lost in total mania.

...but just when things looked dire for poor Tonias Red, Azurkis Blue, her younger brother, had deactivated the machine from the master control room, soon after turning on the voice mechanism to speak to her.

"Looks like I made it just in time..." He'd say as he gazed at his half-naked older sister. "Are you, alright? Red?..." He'd ask her concerningly, even amidst all the trouble she had given him.

"Just......get.....me......down!!" She'd say weakly, her throat burning from all the forced out, tortured laughter.

"Ok then..." He would soon press a few buttons on the master computer, the cross' bonds releasing Red, and causing her to fall to the ground, laying face-first onto the ground, tired out from all the torture. "Do you have everything else here cleared?...You sure you don't--" He would ask her caring questions, but was soon abruptly interrupted by Red.

"Get....the hell....Out!....We are NOT....friends....I suggest....You get away from me.....The next time....we meet.....We will not....be friends....and I will not...let you run away....so count yourself lucky today.....Get the hell away from me!!" She'd curse at him angrily, threatening him with no shame whatsoever.

"...Ok then...Til' then...Goodbye, sis..." He'd say in a saddened, hurt tone, shutting off all the computers in the entire building, a light turning on from a door in the distance. It was apparent Blue went through great lengths to get Red out of this situation, as there was no one to stop her.

"...." She'd stay silent as she walked through the door, soon seeing her original clothes laying out for her on a steel bar. Blue must've done this for her as well, she thought. She'd change back into her clothes slowly, throwing the ridiculous torture outfit into an incinerator that was conveniently on, and nearby.

"...I will not derive from my goal...I may have become pride-theft today, but know this..." Red would say as she looks to you, the reader. "Blue, his friends, and his enemies, will not stop ME, from turning your pathetic world into a crying mess of destructive anger! You just sit, and wait, because someday, that story will be told, and you will see...You will see TRUE, TORTURE!!" She'd scream in anger to herself, as the story comes to an abrupt close.~

The End...?

 

[LittleBabyBlue]

~Ok, so here's my first story in reply to Inverse's Short Story Tickle Slideshow. This story focuses around one of my own made characters, Tonias Red. She's usually very serious, and extremely violent towards everyone around her, and she also has some pretty dangerous power to back it all up.

She's quite the prickly rose most of the time, so I thought it'd be interesting to experiment with having her in a tickle story, since it normally doesn't fit her character in any way at all.

Please note however, like all other story posts on here, the pic used for this story is not mine, and is not Tonias Red's actual appearance. This is simply a rough draft of what Red would look like in a situation such as this, so without further ado, let's begin.~

~Red had been snooping around Satisfy Island, trying to infiltrate the diabolical, and disturbing GiggleZation who had been kidnapping innocent humans, and forcing them to be "Infinitely Happy". Red knew that this wasn't what she wanted for her perfect world, which was destined to be filled with Anger, and Sadness. It was to reflect her personal hatred towards the ignorance of those who never cared for her Hatred, or Depression. She had made it her absolute most-wanted dream to see the world's people suffer just like she did, so she knew she had to stop this GiggleZation's disturbing deeds to feed her own disturbing deeds, but while she was in pursuit, she was knocked out from behind, and went unconscious.

After a few hours, Red had awakened to...Nothing! That's right, when her eyes finally opened, it was "still" black! Red however stayed perfectly calm, realizing she was now blindfolded. What was most unnerving however was how her body was laying on something that felt like a cross, her body feeling a lot more vulnerable now than usual. She could feel air hitting her breasts, as well as most of her body, especially her navel, and thighs. Red was starting to wonder just what the hell was getting ready to happen to her, which caused her a slight bit of panic, a sweat drop falling down the side of her face.

As soon as she awoke however, she started hearing a machine start to rev up, and it was vibrating the cross. It was apparent that the cross, was also a machine, as well as a bondage device. She heard a man's voice in the distance.

"Well, lookie at what we have here...Enjoying your new clothes? Oh, our employees so much enjoyed undressing you out of those ugly clothes before, and placing these new ones onto you, hehehe..." He'd giggle in a sadistic tone, Red grunting in disgust at the fact that people were probably touching her in her sleep. It made her angrier then she was when she first came into this place, causing her to shout in anger towards the voice.

"If you think I'm smiling, you have another thing coming you useless, perverted bastard!" She'd scream in a terrifyingly angry tone.

"Hmph...Such a temper...We shall fix that my dear little girl...You will tell us all about yourself in due time, for you see, smiling isn't your choice, it is ours...Hehehe..." He'd giggle once more, as he continued his strange speech. "When you're around other human beings, what is it they want from you?...Hmm? Can you answer that?...Then I shall for you...They want your laughter! Your smile! Hahahaha! That's what they want! Dear young girl, there is no such thing as freedom...There is only happiness, and laughter...and my dear? That is what "all" humans strive for...so, we give it to them, hehehehehe, by force! Hahahahaha! Ahh, how I love the human race, hahahahaha!" He'd end his transmission with a sadistic laugh, not seeming to phase Red at the least, surprisingly.

As the man's voice over the computers went silent, the machine started producing multiple, blue-balled mechanical hands, each sporting 3 strange-looking fingers. Many of them held feathers, others held tickly-probes, and then there was the basic tool-less hands. As soon as they appeared, the mechanical hands quickly went to work on Ms. Red, each hand tickling her in many various places, such as her armpit hollows, breasts, nipples, belly, belly button, feet, toes, and even her thighs and knees.

Red immediately shot into hysterical laughter upon impact of the tickly sensations on her highly vulnerable body, causing her to rage at the same time, but all of it being covered by her surprisingly adorable giggles, and laughter. The mechanical hands delicately tickle her tender flesh, never staying in a single pattern for too long, the blindfold not making things any better at all.

The strange, cat-ear like headphones soon switched on, and started giving Red a large sum of teasing ticklish talk to help increase her already strong ticklishness. The words echoed through her mind like a broken record, it was shortly already driving her mad with laughter.~

~"Tickle, tickle, tickle!
Kitchy, kitchy, koo!
Coochie, coochie, coo!
Poor little ticklish girl,
poor, poor little very,
very ticklish girl! Do you
enjoy those little fingers,
feathers, and probes tickling
you all over? Of course you
do! You're happy!
You're smiling!
Happy happy,
smiley smiley!
Hehehehehe!
Hahahahaha!
Let the laughter flow
through your lungs!
Laugh! Smile!
Laugh!! SMILE!!
Kitchy kitchy, kitchy
kitchy kitchy, kitchy kee,
kitchy kee, kitchy koo!!~

~The ticklish teasing would replay over, and over again, as well as the tickling itself. The fingers scribbling at her armpits. The feathers teasing, and tickling Red's hardened nipples, and bouncy breasts. The fingers that were counting her protruded ribs. The devious finger wriggling like a little worm, and dancing in her deep navel. The fingers digging in at her thighs. The fingers playfully tickling Red's immobile feet, and toes, sawing feathers between her toes, as well as against them, the little toes shivering cutely against all those tickles.

Just look at her, so immobile, so ticklishly ticklish, and so unable to pull her arms down, and legs up to stop any of it. I'm sure "you're" enjoying this, but is Red? Think about it for a quick second: She's strapped down, unarmed, defenseless, harmless, and ticklish. Her senses are being driven mad with ticklish hysteria, her true feelings being hid by laughter. Laughter is indeed a beautiful thing, but was what Red wanted? No, she wanted sadness, and anger. We must always remember: Laughter is simply a stimulation that is usually confused for the person being happy, but this is far from the truth. When someone's happy, it's when they hug someone, love someone, and fight for someone, or something in their life. Laughter is just the icing on the cake, and ya know? Icing can be very unhealthy when consumed by itself, don't you agree?...

Red would struggle against her strains, but nothing happened. She could only lay there as the tickling continued, and laugh endlessly.

"HHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!! STAHAHAHAHAHAAHAP IHIHIHT PLEHEHEHEHEHSE!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!" Red would scream in laughter, her nipples now rock hard, and her pussy now sore as hell. The probe-holding hands took heed of this, and soon inserted the tickly probes into her opened pussy one after another, wiggling them inside once they were fully in. Red started to moan, as well as laugh. She truly was being tortured, but was being forced to actually enjoy it. She felt mentally sick, and just wanted it all to end.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!! Ooooooooooohohohoohohoho!!" Red would laugh, and moan hysterically as the machine did it's job on her. Her mind drifting into a black chasm of nothingness as she went into silent laughter, and soon after only giggles, her body twitching spasmodically from the sensory overload the tickling caused her. She had orgasmed immensely, her cum juice flowing out of her exposed pussy like a waterfall of sorts. Her mind was being lost in total mania.

...but just when things looked dire for poor Tonias Red, Azurkis Blue, her younger brother, had deactivated the machine from the master control room, soon after turning on the voice mechanism to speak to her.

"Looks like I made it just in time..." He'd say as he gazed at his half-naked older sister. "Are you, alright? Red?..." He'd ask her concerningly, even amidst all the trouble she had given him.

"Just......get.....me......down!!" She'd say weakly, her throat burning from all the forced out, tortured laughter.

"Ok then..." He would soon press a few buttons on the master computer, the cross' bonds releasing Red, and causing her to fall to the ground, laying face-first onto the ground, tired out from all the torture. "Do you have everything else here cleared?...You sure you don't--" He would ask her caring questions, but was soon abruptly interrupted by Red.

"Get....the hell....Out!....We are NOT....friends....I suggest....You get away from me.....The next time....we meet.....We will not....be friends....and I will not...let you run away....so count yourself lucky today.....Get the hell away from me!!" She'd curse at him angrily, threatening him with no shame whatsoever.

"...Ok then...Til' then...Goodbye, sis..." He'd say in a saddened, hurt tone, shutting off all the computers in the entire building, a light turning on from a door in the distance. It was apparent Blue went through great lengths to get Red out of this situation, as there was no one to stop her.

"...." She'd stay silent as she walked through the door, soon seeing her original clothes laying out for her on a steel bar. Blue must've done this for her as well, she thought. She'd change back into her clothes slowly, throwing the ridiculous torture outfit into an incinerator that was conveniently on, and nearby.

"...I will not derive from my goal...I may have become pride-theft today, but know this..." Red would say as she looks to you, the reader. "Blue, his friends, and his enemies, will not stop ME, from turning your pathetic world into a crying mess of destructive anger! You just sit, and wait, because someday, that story will be told, and you will see...You will see TRUE, TORTURE!!" She'd scream in anger to herself, as the story comes to an abrupt close.~

The End...?

Wow....I kinda went a little "too" far with this one! XD It's not short at all!...but hey, that's just me Versey Mercy. Once I get an idea? I go freaking batshit insane with it! XD I can't help it...I spent all night typing all this, so I "really" hope that Inverse, and everyone else likes it a lot, because just to letcha know? I put a lot of effort into this thing! XD............................................*falls over, falling asleep insantly*............................

Red: -.-' Oh wow, what a lazy-ass....
Blue: That's all folks! *does cliche looney tunes ending theme*

 

[Inverse]

Woo! That was actually very nice. Very unique style of writing Aura. ^_^ You should definitely do more~! I like Red, she's very feisty.

 

[Lummie]

Wow....I kinda went a little "too" far with this one! XD It's not short at all!...but hey, that's just me Versey Mercy. Once I get an idea? I go freaking batshit insane with it! XD I can't help it...I spent all night typing all this, so I "really" hope that Inverse, and everyone else likes it a lot, because just to letcha know? I put a lot of effort into this thing! XD............................................*falls over, falling asleep insantly*............................

Red: -.-' Oh wow, what a lazy-ass....
Blue: That's all folks! *does cliche looney tunes ending theme*

It shows. 🙂 Thank ya for the good story, aura!

 

[LittleBabyBlue]

Awww, tank chu guys! I actually have tons more female characters from my Meteor Fall series. I'll have to try and get some stories for them as well, especially a personal, adorable fave of mine: Sumika Pink. X3 I might also do some of the male characters as well, but it depends. I'll have to have some proper, hurm...I guess you could call it Motivation. Yeah, this story was a pain to write, I had so much more planned, but it would've overwhelmed the page! XD Oh well, I'm glad everyone loves it so far.

Red: They effing better!
Blue: X3

 

[TickleWiazard]

Ooooh mind if I have a shot at this?

 

[Lummie]

Ooooh mind if I have a shot at this?

We're waiting. 😉

 

[Inverse]

Ooooh mind if I have a shot at this?

Fire away~ in the process of doing one myself. <3

 

[TickleWiazard]

I've gotta find a pic that inspires me first

 

[Inverse]

Prison Tease

This is kind of new to me, never posted a log as a story before, but it was a pic based RP. All off the cuff, nothing planned~ <3 Decided to just post the log as is, with stamps and all.

Hope it's enjoyable~ flaws were left in. We were very rapid fire with our posts. It's blush worthy posting this~ but Green Guardian approved and obviously... so did I.

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Inverse (6/10/2010 8:48:22 PM): Want to do something like the prison pic? <3
Green Guardian (6/10/2010 8:48:40 PM): Alright
Green Guardian (6/10/2010 8:49:24 PM): I think I'll play the ler this time, if you don't mind?
Inverse (6/10/2010 8:49:30 PM): Oh? You sure?
Inverse (6/10/2010 8:49:36 PM): Okay then, would like that.
Inverse (6/10/2010 8:49:40 PM): You take command! <3
Green Guardian (6/10/2010 8:49:44 PM): Gotcha!!
Inverse (6/10/2010 8:50:58 PM): (No pressure, I doubt I won't have my fun. <3 Have fun making me giggle.)
Green Guardian (6/10/2010 8:51:12 PM): d(^^)

Green Guardian (6/10/2010 8:57:01 PM): "Cootchie cootchie kooooooo~" Prison Torture Assistant Sakura teased as she waved a solitary feather brush in front of one of the poor prisoner. The actual punishment was supposed to be the average mechanical-hand tickles as the girl was sentenced to, but a sudden breakout alarm had called everyone out of the building. Now...she had her favorite prisoner all to herself. "I hope you don't mind me removing your bra...I find my work -much- more enjoyable without it. *giggle*" She waved the brush up and down, inches away from the girl's very sensitive skin.

Inverse (6/10/2010 9:01:30 PM): Lynn looked around her, blinking as she looked down and saw she was in the wretched tickle table. She had been here before, many times. But it was usually full of other women, monitors. Girls who would ensure she wouldn't get overly abused. With her being alone with Sakura, who knew what would happen now. She stared at you with wide eyes at the feather, her lips curling into a nervous smile, knowing how much it would tickle. "Wait~ wait please! You can't possibly want to do this to me! I've been good!" she winced, trying to squirm was absolutely worthless. You had even tied the belt around her waist, no doubt wanting her to feel absolute terror at your hands. This was going to tickle so much...

Green Guardian (6/10/2010 9:10:46 PM): The helpless squirms of the nearly-naked prisoner, and the small beads of sweat trickling down her slender body, only helped Sakura break into a devious smile...and slightly moisten her black lace panties. "You know, I've tickled quite a few prisoners here, even in my short enrollment here. But I've noticed how...sensitive...you seem to be to your own punishment. The way your cute nipples stiffen, just begging to escape that sheer top we gave you...” She gently brushes the duster once over each nipple, even as your entire body drips with sweat, your own juices seem to flood through those panties of yours...*sweeps the duster up and around your inner thighs* Your punishments will certainly continue as normal, but tonight...you're mine." She giggles seductively.

Inverse (6/10/2010 9:19:58 PM): Lynn stared down at her body as you spoke. Your words were teasing her ears but she could hardly do anything to avoid them. The feathers descended on her nipples and she began to giggle freely. "Eeeheheheheehe~!!" her head thrown back as her nipples stiffened. Her breasts were already swollen from her anxiety. Her little heart beating as you touch her other nipple as well. "Ahahaaaha~stahahap it!" The tickling at her breasts stop, but she knows you have more in store for her. Always tickling here. Tickling and more tickling. She kept her large smile and felt the feathers at her inner thighs and laughed heartily. "Pleahehese have meehehercy~ it tickles so much~!" she winced, feeling her body begin to shiver in her bondage with no escape. How long would it be before she was truly laughing?

Inverse (6/10/2010 9:20:15 PM): (<3 Sorry I took so long, made sure the door was locked. *smiles*)
Green Guardian (6/10/2010 9:20:55 PM): (Hehe, that's okay ^^)

Green Guardian (6/10/2010 9:28:05 PM): Sakura pleasantly breathed in the delicious giggles that had escaped Lynn's throat from the erotic tickling. "You reeeeeally want this, don't you~? Hmhmm, I knew you loved it~. Just feeling these oh-so-soft feathers touch you, letting each and every bristle kiss your skin..." She smiled and stood over you, allowing her ample breasts to hang slightly over your face. Suddenly, she traced the feather duster over your curvy sides, giggling slightly as you desperately tried to escape the bondage that had tortuously held you nearly immovable. Occasionally, she would stroke a single finger under one of your armpits, letting the nail glide over the smooth hollow.

Inverse (6/10/2010 9:34:24 PM): Her eyes had opened wide, feeling the duster tease her sides and began to shiver. Her giggles turning louder and louder. "Hahahaha~ I didn't do anything wrong! I don't... I dohohon't like this!" she struggled and winced but the duster teased goosebumps from her body and it wouldn't cease. Her eyes were closed, so tightly she couldn't see the finger tingle at her underarms. She shouted! Her body would have arched if it was allowed but it wasn't. Not here at the prison. "HAHAHAhAHaHAHaHA!!!! PLEASE! OH GOOOHAHAHAHA!!" You were a true prison torturer~ and your training was evident in her hysterical laughter~

Inverse (6/10/2010 9:34:36 PM): (Oh gosh you're fun!)
Green Guardian (6/10/2010 9:35:01 PM): (U-uh!? R-really!? Wow...*blush*)
Green Guardian (6/10/2010 9:35:48 PM): (Okay...I generally concentrate on what I'm writing, but I'll try to pick up the pace)
Inverse (6/10/2010 9:36:11 PM): (I know you are~ it's fine. Tease me, it doesn't always have to be too large. <3)
Inverse (6/10/2010 9:36:30 PM): (Have fun with me~ <3 Imagine you're right there~ mistress Sakura.)
Green Guardian (6/10/2010 9:36:44 PM): (*imagines*...Okay! ^^)

Green Guardian (6/10/2010 9:39:01 PM): "Oh, it's just so cuuuuuute to hear you laugh~ And it's so much fun to make you happy!~" Sakura now brushed the duster all along your taut belly, letting each feather sink and rise into your exposed bellybutton, all the while teasing each smooth underarm, now with all fingers, but just as slowly.

Inverse (6/10/2010 9:41:39 PM): Lynn cries out with laughter. What could she possibly do to get out of this? Wouldn't anyone hear her? They had to! She was laughing and shaking so much the belts almost rattled. Yet there was nothing she could do but turn her head from side to side with giggles.
"Pleeheheheeeese stohohohp! It tihiihicklesss~! Hahahaha!" She winced, forcing a frown on her face trying her best to maintain it. For a moment it looked like it would work~ "Nnnng!" she tried not to laugh, did her best to resist~ maybe if she did you would leave her alone and end this!

Green Guardian (6/10/2010 9:45:36 PM): Sakura looked down and, to her pleasant surprise, saw Lynn trying her best to seem as though she hated the tickling...although she knew otherwise. "Awww, is my cute little Lynn trying to frown? Well, I know the cure for thaaaaat...~" She giggled and suddenly dragged the feather up to her neck, slowly brushing it left to right while sometimes pausing to tickle her ears. Simultaneously, the hand that was attacking her underarm had now move to her exposed breast. Feeling the soft, firm flesh underneath her fingers, she happily traced her nails around the bottoms of her bouncing breasts, alternating left to right, and occasionally squeezing them gently.

Inverse (6/10/2010 9:51:22 PM): Lynn's resolve was breaking. The tickling at her neck and ears was pretty effective and already you could see her wide smile crack at her face. She forced another deep frown that looked as if she was about to cry suddenly, but her breasts had been touched. She tried squirming reflexively to the right away from you, but the bonds were still there. Her body always was trying to get away but the bonds didn't let her. It didn't stop her from trying~but her breast would be tickled by your skillful nails and her resolve broke. It started as giggling. "Heeheeheeheee~..." and then her eyes flew open. "Hahahahaha~..." and your squeezing only made it worse. "HaHAhahahahaHa...stop it~!" she silently laughed, gasping for air and mouthing the words. Someone help me~ while laughing quietly~

Green Guardian (6/10/2010 9:56:32 PM): Sakura couldn't resist. The irresistible touch of Lynn's beautiful breasts had only heightened her arousal. She began to blush, but still smiled wickedly. "Theeeeere, that's a good girrrrrl~...you deserve a little treat for that~" She gently placed the duster on the table and now used her hands to tickle both of your breasts, raking her nails along the sides of one while torturously swirling her fingers around the nipple of the other, although never touching it.

Inverse (6/10/2010 10:01:48 PM): Lynn's eyes shot open! Anything but that, please anything!! She thought to herself as she felt her breasts being teased. "Oh gosh~! Pleehehehese dooohohon't!" she cried out. She knew you were going to do it. She knew you would eventually find her nipples and drive her crazy. Her nipples were already hard, but they only stiffened further. Becoming erect little towers, almost begging to be touched and teased. Lynn's nipples were among the most ticklish in the entire prison, and the machines made it a point to ensure she was positively stimulated and that her nipples were documented as such. She felt a warmth at her chest, clearly arousal, at your touch. She couldn't control it, or stop it... "Pleehehese don't tickle my nipples I'll gogohoho crazyyy! HeHEhehe!"

Green Guardian (6/10/2010 10:08:45 PM): Sakura could tangibly sense the aching desire within Lynn's body, especially when he witnessed your beautiful nipples had grown to full length. She struggled to maintain her excitement as she cooed to Lynn: "What was thaaaat~? Tickle your nipples?~ Oh darling, I knew you loved this but I didn't know you were soooooo eager to be touched there..." She brought back the feather and dragged it agonizingly slow to your sensitive areola, slowly swirling nails closer...and closer...until the very tips of the brush had touched the top of your nipple. She excitedly swirled the feather around each nipple, letting the ticklish bristles tease between your breasts and curl around the erogenous tips of your love buds.

Inverse (6/10/2010 10:13:49 PM): "I am not eager... listen please I~ oh goohOHOHAHAHAHAHA!!!" she laughed so hard the room hummed with the tone of her screaming. Her nipples were on fire with excitement. Impossibly getting harder even with this stimulation. There were so hard they almost hurt just at their excited state. It didn't only tickle, it tickled hard. Lynn couldn't stand it anymore. She laughed so hard and so silently with gasps of breath tears were pouring down her eyes. "Hahaha........*silent laughter* .....*gasp* ..aha....aha..........*long gasp, sniffling back* ....aHAhaHAHAHAHA!" she threw her head back and let the tears of laughter flow. Her entire body began to heat up as her chest and breasts swelled and tingled. Your tickle torture had begun and she knew nothing but laughter and suffering.

Inverse (6/10/2010 10:14:34 PM): (<3 ...damn~)
Green Guardian (6/10/2010 10:16:05 PM): (...*blush*)

Green Guardian (6/10/2010 10:20:52 PM): Sakura's panties had begun to grow wetter even further as her love juices were dripping down her bare thighs. She had craved to see you in such luscious torture, and felt even more inclined to tickle you. She knelt down and gently whispered into your ear: "Oh-ho, my dear~ Sooooo sorry to say, but I've only just begun...*giggle*" And with that, she let the feather teasingly trace over your engorged right nipple while bringing her face down to your left and letting her hot, wet tongue slooowly lick the tasty rosebud. She sighed dreamily as the hardened bulge had grazed her tongue.

Inverse (6/10/2010 10:22:22 PM): (I hope you've got the prison pic open. <3 This is making me ridiculously hot~ you're so good.)
Green Guardian (6/10/2010 10:23:42 PM): (I-I do *blushes harder* I actually have both pictures open of her...jeez, I didn't think my writing was that good, honestly, this is the first time I've done this)
Inverse (6/10/2010 10:24:01 PM): (...<3 Are you excited too? )
Green Guardian (6/10/2010 10:24:24 PM): (Y-yeah, I d-definitely am, don't worry about that)
Inverse (6/10/2010 10:24:36 PM): (*giggles* Okay, my turn. <3)
Green Guardian (6/10/2010 10:24:49 PM): (Can't wait *blush* ^^)

Inverse (6/10/2010 10:28:30 PM): This had to end eventually! When was the breakout alarm going to end? When was..."Oh gah! Hahahahaha!!" she screamed out and felt the heat at her chest flush across her body at the touch of your tongue at her nipple. Her pussy was already fully glistened from the endorphins rushing through her head during the constant torment, but now she began to feel her lips contract and squirt. "HahahahahahaHAHA~! STOPSTOPSTOPSTOP!" she screamed, looking up at you with her head held high. A painful smile on her face as she struggled with silent laughter, her eyes pleaded at you for mercy. Her nipples were beyond anything one would even describe before as ticklish. Even as she held her heard up to look at you, she felt like you were shocking her breasts with soft lightning. She knew there would be no pity for her~

Green Guardian (6/10/2010 10:35:55 PM): Sakura took a brief glimpse at your panties and noticed a torrent of sweet nectar soaking them. She could not take it anymore...she needed to finish the torture or she, too, would go crazy..."Now, I must have you, darling! Here and now!" She quickly pulled down her own panties, feeling the cool rush of air running up to her wet inner thighs, and while still teasing your left nipple with the feather, she ran to the front of the table, tearing off your now soaking-wet panties that had barely managed to leave you decent, and firmly straddling her. You gave a small moan as her steaming hot pussy lined with yours, and she proceeded to feather-tease your left naked nipple while lovingly rolling her tongue along the right, all while grinding sensually into your wet pussy.

Inverse (6/10/2010 10:41:06 PM): Was she actually going to? "Wa...wait you can't..." she weakly pleaded. The truth was she knew she needed this too and denying it was only going to make the tickling worse. The alarm was still going. The breakout wasn't going to end anytime soon. She giggled wildly, tossing her head back against the table and accepted her fate. Feeling herself have her prison panties removed and your pussy line up with hers. The over-stimulation had left her pussy sensitive, and already it had felt like had touched her. Her swollen pussy rewarding her with a light squirt. "Oooh..." she moaned, before being right back into giggles. "Heheheheh~ Noohohoho~!" her body flushed, her cheeks, her tummy and her chest. Even her pussy began to tickle from your rolling lips upon her own~

Green Guardian (6/10/2010 10:48:47 PM): Desperately on the edge of orgasm, she struggled to contain herself. But at the last second, she pulled away from you, breathing heavily, but immediately smiling contentedly as she saw your helpless, frustrated smile of torturous delight. "Ohhh, it feels soooo good, doesn't it? The delicate, teasing touch all over your most sensitive spots, and the building heat of a joyous wet release of your love. Okay then, you cute thing, I shall give you exactly what you desire~" Her tongue traced around her nipple one last time before slowly gliding down to your aching pussy, leaving a wet, sticky trail. Her fingers, however, were slowly climbing up your thighs, onto your belly and right on your ribs with a lightest touch, getting closer and closer to your ticklish breasts and totally engorged nipples

Inverse (6/10/2010 10:50:20 PM): (Green....sorry, I had to clean up a bit. <3)
Green Guardian (6/10/2010 10:50:55 PM): (Y-you mean--!? Uh...hehe *blushes fiercely)

Inverse (6/10/2010 10:54:07 PM): Lynn hissed inward, looking at you with desperate eyes as you verbally teased her and humiliated her. Even here in tickle prison she didn't deserve this. She had never been so thoroughly tortured. Even the machines were not this cruel. You had licked her nipple and left her in flames as she cackled outwardly "Hahahahaha!!" Little did she expect your tongue just to travel southward. Easing closer toward her sex while gliding your fingers upward. At this point she was just a babbling mess~ feeling herself burst with screams as you reached her ribs and inched toward her breasts. Her pussy squirted involuntarily at this point, making a puddle at her thighs. Every outward laugh equaled more and more wetness~ the more you tickled, the further mess she had begun to make. "Eeeeehh~AHAHAHAAHAAA~!!!"

Green Guardian (6/10/2010 11:00:10 PM): Sakura had completely flushed from her own arousal. The screaming laughs coming from the gorgeous prisoner were music to her ears, as each deep belly laugh beat into her inner soul. In a final moment, her fingers had finally crawled onto your nipples and had gently stroked and teased them, rubbing the very tips while gently scratching the sides. Her tongue has descended into your pussy, now excitedly squirting, and she hungrily sucked up the delicious flowing juices while lapping her tongue up and down your lips, occasionally pausing to flatten her tongue and gently lick your engorged clit. She began to moan passionately, and the moans became louder...and louder...

...and louder.

Inverse (6/10/2010 11:01:33 PM): (Oh gosh~ I need a break, that was tooooo much. <3 Thank you soooo much~!)
Green Guardian (6/10/2010 11:01:56 PM): (Y-y-you're very welcome! *bows, face flushed*)