Stephen244
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This is my first tickling story, and it is also maybe the foundation for a series, so I hope you like it and let me know what you think of it.
Tisha is beautiful, and she is not yet online.
She is a prototype, "Perfect Girlfriend" Mark 1, the ultimate pleasure model, and she sits immobile behind the one-way plastic screen, waiting for her first awareness and programming session.
Jon, Head of Development and mainly responsible for her creation (although more important people will take the credit) is already in love with her. How could he not be; she is his dream girl, an artistically idealized version of his three all-time favourite blondes merged into one beautiful face and figure.
Tisha's face is made up of Nicole Kidman, Christina Aguilera and Debbie Harry all in one as they were at 21 years old, and her figure is 36" 24" 36" with perfect long legs extending her height to 5' 10". Nanobots, sensors, synthetics and organics are constantly at work to keep her apparently real intelligence, real emotions and very real sensation constantly updated with all physical problems being constantly monitored and healed from within. Being able to eat, drink, go to the loo, sleep and dream just like anyone else, Tisha will not, at least initially, know she is anything other than a real human girl, complete with an elaborate set of memories and a history she will be unwilling and unable to trace down. She is designed to exist forever in an illness free society that has forgotten about ageing.
They could have created her as a hero, or soldier - but these projects are for other departments within "Forever People Inc." Being a civilian, her strength is limited to what would be normal for a healthy young girl of her dimensions, and she has no ambitions to be other than very feminine and apparently quite sensitive and fragile. This is as it should be: Tisha is a pleasure model, intended for sex and love and laughter...
Today Jon is testing her physical nervous reaction to stimuli, in order to refine her pleasure receptors. He isolates all emotional and memory functions before bringing her online. He holds a remote programmer in his hands, a tickler, that will set off pleasure reactions on her body and, on pressing a button, Tisha's eyes flutter open for the first time.
Jon starts very gently on Tisha's ribs. She leans forward and squeezes her elbows reflexively to stop the strange sensation. It feels nice but tickles too much for her to ignore it. A pretty little sound escapes her lips, a hiss and a few little gasps, "Ssssss.... hhh-hhha-aaah-aah-aah..." She has a concerned expression on her face which slowly becomes a radient smile. She leans further forward, almost off the chair and begins to titter softly and gasp louder, "Sssss...Teeheehee...hhha aaah-aaah-aaah, teeheehee...haahh haahh haahh "
Jon stops the tickle and she straightens back up and gets to her feet. The really happy smile takes about five seconds to fade. He tickles her waistline as if he had suddenly crept up behind her to catch her by surprise.
The reaction is instant. She laughs loudly, "HAAHAAHAAHAAHAA!!" and, as if deactivated, she drops halfway to the floor and then launches herself backwards with a wild gasp, "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!" arching and falling heavily to bang her head on the floor. She doesn't notice it because he continues to tickle and she continues to laugh heartily as she twitches and flops around helplessly, "HAAHAAHAAHAAHAA HOOHOOHOOHOOHOOHOOOO YEEEEEEEH HAAAHAHAHAHAH," her mouth agape with this beautiful, yawning smile. Her laughter goes silent, but that huge happy anguished grin seems to beam even bigger as if she is going to explode.
Jon stops tickling and it takes a full fifteen seconds before Tisha stops laughing and regains composure.
He is happy. His criteria for a genuinely ticklish girl is someone who collapses on the floor within at the most twenty seconds of continuous rib tickling. Tisha was down in under two seconds and had absolutely no control.
If he ordered her to try not to laugh or react, obviously without changing her pleasure settings, just how much control could she muster and for how long?
Now, Jon restores Trisha's normal emotions and tells her she is on the receiving end of a vital test. She must, without fail, not move a muscle or make a sound for the next thirty seconds. A flicker of alarm crosses her gorgeous face but she stands still and steels herself to resist.
He looks to her armpits. He smiles in erect anticipation, knowing her pits are more sharply ticklish than her ribs. Gently at first his fingers move on the keypad...
To be continued.
Tisha is beautiful, and she is not yet online.
She is a prototype, "Perfect Girlfriend" Mark 1, the ultimate pleasure model, and she sits immobile behind the one-way plastic screen, waiting for her first awareness and programming session.
Jon, Head of Development and mainly responsible for her creation (although more important people will take the credit) is already in love with her. How could he not be; she is his dream girl, an artistically idealized version of his three all-time favourite blondes merged into one beautiful face and figure.
Tisha's face is made up of Nicole Kidman, Christina Aguilera and Debbie Harry all in one as they were at 21 years old, and her figure is 36" 24" 36" with perfect long legs extending her height to 5' 10". Nanobots, sensors, synthetics and organics are constantly at work to keep her apparently real intelligence, real emotions and very real sensation constantly updated with all physical problems being constantly monitored and healed from within. Being able to eat, drink, go to the loo, sleep and dream just like anyone else, Tisha will not, at least initially, know she is anything other than a real human girl, complete with an elaborate set of memories and a history she will be unwilling and unable to trace down. She is designed to exist forever in an illness free society that has forgotten about ageing.
They could have created her as a hero, or soldier - but these projects are for other departments within "Forever People Inc." Being a civilian, her strength is limited to what would be normal for a healthy young girl of her dimensions, and she has no ambitions to be other than very feminine and apparently quite sensitive and fragile. This is as it should be: Tisha is a pleasure model, intended for sex and love and laughter...
Today Jon is testing her physical nervous reaction to stimuli, in order to refine her pleasure receptors. He isolates all emotional and memory functions before bringing her online. He holds a remote programmer in his hands, a tickler, that will set off pleasure reactions on her body and, on pressing a button, Tisha's eyes flutter open for the first time.
Jon starts very gently on Tisha's ribs. She leans forward and squeezes her elbows reflexively to stop the strange sensation. It feels nice but tickles too much for her to ignore it. A pretty little sound escapes her lips, a hiss and a few little gasps, "Ssssss.... hhh-hhha-aaah-aah-aah..." She has a concerned expression on her face which slowly becomes a radient smile. She leans further forward, almost off the chair and begins to titter softly and gasp louder, "Sssss...Teeheehee...hhha aaah-aaah-aaah, teeheehee...haahh haahh haahh "
Jon stops the tickle and she straightens back up and gets to her feet. The really happy smile takes about five seconds to fade. He tickles her waistline as if he had suddenly crept up behind her to catch her by surprise.
The reaction is instant. She laughs loudly, "HAAHAAHAAHAAHAA!!" and, as if deactivated, she drops halfway to the floor and then launches herself backwards with a wild gasp, "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!" arching and falling heavily to bang her head on the floor. She doesn't notice it because he continues to tickle and she continues to laugh heartily as she twitches and flops around helplessly, "HAAHAAHAAHAAHAA HOOHOOHOOHOOHOOHOOOO YEEEEEEEH HAAAHAHAHAHAH," her mouth agape with this beautiful, yawning smile. Her laughter goes silent, but that huge happy anguished grin seems to beam even bigger as if she is going to explode.
Jon stops tickling and it takes a full fifteen seconds before Tisha stops laughing and regains composure.
He is happy. His criteria for a genuinely ticklish girl is someone who collapses on the floor within at the most twenty seconds of continuous rib tickling. Tisha was down in under two seconds and had absolutely no control.
If he ordered her to try not to laugh or react, obviously without changing her pleasure settings, just how much control could she muster and for how long?
Now, Jon restores Trisha's normal emotions and tells her she is on the receiving end of a vital test. She must, without fail, not move a muscle or make a sound for the next thirty seconds. A flicker of alarm crosses her gorgeous face but she stands still and steels herself to resist.
He looks to her armpits. He smiles in erect anticipation, knowing her pits are more sharply ticklish than her ribs. Gently at first his fingers move on the keypad...
To be continued.
