Hey all!
Some of you may remember a kid by the name of melb_tickler_18 from the TMF who was battling cancer; that's me. I'm outta chemo and remission now and I'm great and the one thing nuclear medicine couldn't stop was my love for tickling! This is a true story...
Around the time when I'd just turned 13, my sister was friends with a girl named Bree. From a young age, I'd conned my sister and her friends into playing hide and seek and yes, I intentionally found them and 'persuaded' them to tell me where my sister was; although I think we all know I didn't really give two shits.
As I was getting older I thought it was high time I stop this shenanigan and decided I would go out with a bang; Bree!
Bree was a lovely young girl, with lightly tanned skin, long blonde hair, emerald eyes and a whimsical laugh that sounded like that of the Fey. Anyway, My sister had told her about my willingness to play and she jumped at the idea. The second my sister came to announce Bree's acceptance i almost fell off the couch I was sitting in as I played the Playstation.
Being the chivilrous gentleman I was, I volunteered to Seek. The 20 seconds were the longest of my life and with a heart thumping louder than the missiles on Baghdad, I slid the door open from my room and crept out.
As I came through the hall I saw my sister huddled behind the rocking chair: predictable, so I continued on and found the object of my infatuation hiding in the linen cupboard and marched her to my room and shut the door.
I told her to have a seat on my couch and proceeded to explain that I was allowed to interrogate her to find out where my sister was (I hoped to God she didn't know). She looked a little worried but her fear dissapated when I said I couldn't use pain. As she had her legs on the couch, I sat down next to her and placed them in my lap.
At this point I should probably mention that my sister met this girl through dancing and at the time, Bree was wearing her point shoes. You have no idea how, to this day, it feels to have fulfilled a tickling session with a dancer!
Anyway I peeled off her shoes and she gave me an inquisitive look.
With glee I said that I never said anything about making her laugh. At this point she just looked at her feet and before she knew it, my fingers were digging undermeath her toes and scritching their way across her soles. Bree bucked heavily and let out a scream. She kicked so hard she hit me in the side of the head.
Deciding to press my luck, I went and got my school belt out of my cupboard and locked her feet in place with it. Ironically she didn't arc up, all she said was "Oh shit!"
That was all I needed, with a surge of strength (I was immensely stronger than her), I spun her onto her belly and began tickling her toes with my sharp nails. I can honestly say I don't think I've ever quite enjoyed tickling ten extremities as I did those! She went ballistic, screaming between fits of laughter and yelling "I don't know where she is!"
I didn't really care anyway, I just kept on going, I just kept running my fingers over her long feet and she kept giggling and struggling harder.
To counteract, I locked her legs in a scissor-style lock kept going. Her body twisted, bucked and writed as my dancing fingers continued to send their tittilating sensations through her soles.
Suddenly she started squeezing her toes together until they went whitish with agony angd this only persuaded me to press harder. I kept tickling until finally I sensed that she was at the end of her tether. When it was said and done, I was sitting there feeling like a million bucks and she was literally buggered!
I undid her bonds and she turned around to me and said "You enjoyed watching me suffer, didn't you?" and I said "more than you'll ever know!" With a cheeky motion she wiggled her foot in my face but due to her extreme speed and agility, placed it back in her shoe before I could initiate round two.
That was the last of my sister's friends I tormented, but I tell you this now, the era certainly ended with a bang!
Some of you may remember a kid by the name of melb_tickler_18 from the TMF who was battling cancer; that's me. I'm outta chemo and remission now and I'm great and the one thing nuclear medicine couldn't stop was my love for tickling! This is a true story...
Around the time when I'd just turned 13, my sister was friends with a girl named Bree. From a young age, I'd conned my sister and her friends into playing hide and seek and yes, I intentionally found them and 'persuaded' them to tell me where my sister was; although I think we all know I didn't really give two shits.
As I was getting older I thought it was high time I stop this shenanigan and decided I would go out with a bang; Bree!
Bree was a lovely young girl, with lightly tanned skin, long blonde hair, emerald eyes and a whimsical laugh that sounded like that of the Fey. Anyway, My sister had told her about my willingness to play and she jumped at the idea. The second my sister came to announce Bree's acceptance i almost fell off the couch I was sitting in as I played the Playstation.
Being the chivilrous gentleman I was, I volunteered to Seek. The 20 seconds were the longest of my life and with a heart thumping louder than the missiles on Baghdad, I slid the door open from my room and crept out.
As I came through the hall I saw my sister huddled behind the rocking chair: predictable, so I continued on and found the object of my infatuation hiding in the linen cupboard and marched her to my room and shut the door.
I told her to have a seat on my couch and proceeded to explain that I was allowed to interrogate her to find out where my sister was (I hoped to God she didn't know). She looked a little worried but her fear dissapated when I said I couldn't use pain. As she had her legs on the couch, I sat down next to her and placed them in my lap.
At this point I should probably mention that my sister met this girl through dancing and at the time, Bree was wearing her point shoes. You have no idea how, to this day, it feels to have fulfilled a tickling session with a dancer!
Anyway I peeled off her shoes and she gave me an inquisitive look.
With glee I said that I never said anything about making her laugh. At this point she just looked at her feet and before she knew it, my fingers were digging undermeath her toes and scritching their way across her soles. Bree bucked heavily and let out a scream. She kicked so hard she hit me in the side of the head.
Deciding to press my luck, I went and got my school belt out of my cupboard and locked her feet in place with it. Ironically she didn't arc up, all she said was "Oh shit!"
That was all I needed, with a surge of strength (I was immensely stronger than her), I spun her onto her belly and began tickling her toes with my sharp nails. I can honestly say I don't think I've ever quite enjoyed tickling ten extremities as I did those! She went ballistic, screaming between fits of laughter and yelling "I don't know where she is!"
I didn't really care anyway, I just kept on going, I just kept running my fingers over her long feet and she kept giggling and struggling harder.
To counteract, I locked her legs in a scissor-style lock kept going. Her body twisted, bucked and writed as my dancing fingers continued to send their tittilating sensations through her soles.
Suddenly she started squeezing her toes together until they went whitish with agony angd this only persuaded me to press harder. I kept tickling until finally I sensed that she was at the end of her tether. When it was said and done, I was sitting there feeling like a million bucks and she was literally buggered!
I undid her bonds and she turned around to me and said "You enjoyed watching me suffer, didn't you?" and I said "more than you'll ever know!" With a cheeky motion she wiggled her foot in my face but due to her extreme speed and agility, placed it back in her shoe before I could initiate round two.
That was the last of my sister's friends I tormented, but I tell you this now, the era certainly ended with a bang!
