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I've had many ticklish dreams throughout my life~ in fact, most of my nightmares were born from these, as when I usually became 'aware' of my actual dreaming, the situation within it, regardless of what it was would deteriorate into a "You're going to get tickled" mindset.
It was always very powerfully frightening, because the tickling sensation would be the most excrutiating thing I've ever experienced, and I couldn't seem to wake up from it. Not easily. The sensation of ominous anxiety felt like everything was just dark, pulsing~ and usually involved me not moving and no matter what it was that I was dreaming about, school, friends, something completely random... everything just had the intent to tickle the heck out of me.
This happened for years as I grew up. For the most part I never really understood why the dreams happened that way. As I got older, I learned to recognize that ominous sensation. It was as obvious as walking into a hallway and the lights turning red. The switch from "dream" to "tickle-torture" was so obvious, that I learned to wake myself up before it even had a chance to do it. Wasn't easy, I had to learn to scream in my dream~ a very deep, resonating scream.
It's a shame I became so effective at it. As the years went on, I guess I conquered the part of my brain that wanted to tickle me so badly. It's happened rarely over the years, recently a few months ago, and I disappoint myself in saying that yes, when the switch happened~ I 'ran' for my life to the world of waking. Though I wonder what would have happened had I let it...
The fetish is strong in dreams, but the anxiety of losing all my control to my own urges is far stronger.
It was always very powerfully frightening, because the tickling sensation would be the most excrutiating thing I've ever experienced, and I couldn't seem to wake up from it. Not easily. The sensation of ominous anxiety felt like everything was just dark, pulsing~ and usually involved me not moving and no matter what it was that I was dreaming about, school, friends, something completely random... everything just had the intent to tickle the heck out of me.
This happened for years as I grew up. For the most part I never really understood why the dreams happened that way. As I got older, I learned to recognize that ominous sensation. It was as obvious as walking into a hallway and the lights turning red. The switch from "dream" to "tickle-torture" was so obvious, that I learned to wake myself up before it even had a chance to do it. Wasn't easy, I had to learn to scream in my dream~ a very deep, resonating scream.
It's a shame I became so effective at it. As the years went on, I guess I conquered the part of my brain that wanted to tickle me so badly. It's happened rarely over the years, recently a few months ago, and I disappoint myself in saying that yes, when the switch happened~ I 'ran' for my life to the world of waking. Though I wonder what would have happened had I let it...
The fetish is strong in dreams, but the anxiety of losing all my control to my own urges is far stronger.