tickling birds

Erica meets her ticklish match.

There were many things Erica absolutely loved. Of course, being a tickle bear, she had to separate them into 'tickle' and 'non-tickle' lists. The latter still found itself dwarfed by the former, but there were still a lot of things that came up that she loved and no one had to squeal uncontrollably from ticklish sensations coursing through their most sensitive spots.


One of the things near the top of the 'non-tickle' list was when Erica woke up in the mornings and just allowed herself to rest. Not moving or having to do anything, simply sinking into her bed and letting the warmth cover her body completely. It was always a wonderful thing to feel when first waking up.


For now, Erica was content to soak in those very sensations as she laid in bed, a smile on her face as she went to turn over and drape the covers over her body even more and found that she couldn't. Something held her wrists and ankles in place. This was enough to alert Erica to the fact that something was very much wrong and her eyes opened as she wondered what was going on.


Her surroundings were rather comfortable, although unfamiliar. A room with a large chair, the kind several people could lounge upon without getting into difficulties with the space available to them. It was coloured in bright pastels with a thick carpet and wallpaper that would have probably annoyed anyone who wasn't quite as cheery as Erica herself. There was only one door to the room however and no windows.


The tickle bear had to strain a little in order to see all around her, as she was locked onto a rack that was padded quite comfortably. As far as bondage equipment went, Erica had a passing knowledge with a lot of them and she found this quite nice, although the fact she couldn't remember how she wound up in it was rather worrying.


Pulling at the shackles holding her down, Erica remained calm. Wasn't the first time she'd been in a position like this after all. And there was really only one reason why someone would capture a tickle bear, so she was in for a good time at least.


With that thought barely leaving her head, Erica's attention was pulled towards the side as the door to the room opened. She was looking forward to seeing who it had been who captured her, although this soon turned to a chill running through her body as she saw the figure walking through the door.


She was tall and, like Erica, without a stitch of clothing on her. Whereas Erica had bundles of thick fur to cover herself though, the white fur on this figure was thin, her curves showing off quite nicely and meshed well with the thick blonde hair on her head. A pair of wings protruded from her back, blending into all the colours of the rainbow that shimmered in the bright light. Bright, blue eyes twinkled with mischief and went well with a smile on her face. A thick tail was seen as well, white, except for a golden tip where a tuft of fur was seen.


Erica's eyes opened wide in shock at the sight before her. Tickle bears had little to ever feel fear about, but tales of feathercats haunted them regardless. Erica had been told tales of the dreaded feather cats by her mother when she was growing up, of how they snatched tickle bears who were careless or naughty and tickled them for days on end without mercy. Rather than just being a story to get Erica to avoid misbehaving though, the feathercats were real and one of them had just taken Erica captive.


"Ah, you're up." The feathercat purred as she began to walk into the room "I'm so glad, I was looking forward to playing."


Gulping at just how excited the feathercat was when looking at her, Erica pulled at her bonds once again "Well, I do enjoy games. How about you let me go and we try hide and seek?" She said nervously, trying for a friendly grin as she did so.


The feathercat's laughter was low and sultry, sending a tingle through Erica's body at the sound of it. Her captor stepped forward, looking Erica up and down with a smirk, as if already trying to seek out spots to tickle "My name is Bailey, your... host, for this evening." She said, sticking to that low tone "And maybe for some time afterwards as well."


Erica squirmed, as if trying to protect herself by pushing hard against the bondage she was locked into. There was no hope there though, she was completely vulnerable and she knew it "W-What're you going to do to me?" She asked, realising just how stupid of a question it was.


For her part, Bailey laughed at the question, the sound being very pleasant under almost any other circumstances "I'm a feathercat, what do you think is going to happen?" Bailey said mockingly "I'm going to tickle you, that's what. I'll tickle you from top to bottom, find all those spots that make you scream and beg for mercy and just be completely merciless. I won't stop for hours, not until I give you a ticklegasm that'll blow your mind."


Once again, Erica felt that strange mixture of pure dread... and sheer excitement. A part of her wanted all that to happen, but she knew well that a feathercat was never one for mercy. The tickling would be exactly as she said, merciless. Many a tickle bear could relate their captivity under a feathercat and how dreadful it was, even for those who adored being tickled. They were ruthless ticklers with no concept of compassion for those under their claws.


"Y-You don't have to do that!" Erica squeaked as Bailey stepped in front of her, realising just how captive she was as the feathercat stood before her, tail twitching "M-Maybe tease my toes a little, but you can let me go right after something like that!"


A low chuckle greeted this and Bailey placed a hand on Erica's belly, rubbing it gently. It didn't tickle, but Erica nevertheless flinched like she'd had cold water thrown over her. Her belly was her weak spot, her greatest weakness out of many of them. If Bailey were to tickle her there with the kind of ruthlessness feathercats were known for, she'd probably go insane.


"Oh, I'm going to play with more than just your toes..." Bailey said, with a look that would have made Erica swoon if it had come from anyone else. As it was, it only made her more scared, especially as Bailey began to bring her hands up to Erica's ribs, her fingers wiggling ever so slowly "But first, let's play with these ribbies..."


"W-Wait!" Erica protested, her eyes locked onto those fingers as they got closer to her ribs, her struggles against her bonds getting more desperate by the second "D-Don't do this! PleaEEEHEHEHEASEHHAHAHAHANNOONOOHHONNOOOOO!!!"


The sudden screams came from Erica as Bailey's fingers covered the last few inches of air quickly, darting for the ribs and digging in with a sudden tickle attack, squeezing the ribcage with every sign that she had done this before, the feathercat's features lit up in a dark pleasure as she heard Erica's cries of laughter.


"Oh, you are bad!" Bailey said, obviously delighted "Such delicious laughter and I'm barely even touching you! You're just so weak to the kitchy kitchies, aren't you?"


The taunt rang true, although Erica was too busy laughing to respond to it. She had been tickled plenty of times before by humans and other tickle bears, but the claws of a feather cat were certainly sharp and could go through the fur on Erica's body right to the skin underneath, their tips digging in with a ticklish stroke with every movement. Every dragging motion elicited more laughter from the Tickle Bear as she could feel the tickles carry on with each passing second.


Erica had been subjected to her own tickle sessions when she had been on the receiving end of a feather, but those had all been in good fun, or some well deserved revenge. Bailey was taking things slowly, the light shining in her eyes as she obviously took great delight in extracting all the laughter she could from Erica.


The claws of the feathercat weren't happy just to remain on Erica's ribs as Bailey's hands began to move up and down, keeping up the gentle scratching as she dragged the tickling out "Such a cutie, I think I might keep you with me for some time, especially if you're gonna laugh like that."


As she spoke, Bailey brought her fingers up to Erica's armpits, scratching away at them with increasing speeds, the tickle bear breaking out into outright cackles now. The feathercat was barely touching her and she was already losing her mind! The fingers curled and uncurled, moving over the fuzzy hollows without pause and it was utterly maddening just how much those small movements were able to make Erica laugh so much.


"And I know these aren't even your worst spots." Bailey said, leaning up so she could whisper into Erica's ear "I can't wait until I get to your big, fluffy tummy. Everyone knows a tickle bear's most ticklish spot is their tummy."


While certainly true, Erica certainly didn't want Bailey anywhere near her belly. The thought of those claws near her hyper-ticklish tummy when she was actually putting effort into teasing her was the stuff of nightmares. The slow tickling in her armpits was excruciating enough as the fingers went up and down, up and down with Bailey starting to purr.


"These pits are delightful, but we mustn't forget the rest of you!" Bailey suddenly said in a far too cheerful voice as her wings began to extent and curve around her body, the large tips of the feathers pointing directly at Erica's body.


"OhooNNHOHOOppleEEHASEEEDoohoon'ttt!!" Erica called out through her laughter, even the sheer dread she was feeling unable to block out the reactions she had to the tickling. Few things were said to tickle like the plumes from the wings of a feathercat. The multi-coloured feathers waved up and down as they zeroed in on Erica's sides, stretched out and vulnerable.


The instant they touched Erica's flanks, the feathers sent a shockwave of tickling through the tickle bear as she threw her head back and let loose with howls of laughter. When it came to feather tickling, Erica had some protection in the form of her thick, pink fur. Even that failed her however as Bailey's feathers proved to be strong enough to go through the fur, while the tips were soft enough to tickle the skin underneath.


"You like me feathers?" Bailey asked, her hands still in Erica's pits "They're so pretty and so tickly. Why, I bet they're just driving you mad. Tickle, tickle, tickle!"


Being tickled on four spots at once was bad enough, but the tickle taunts being whispered into her ear were enough to really drive her crazy. The tickle bear shook in her bonds as she tried to pull away from the tickling, but she was stuck fast, the scratching of the fingers in her pits and the slow strokes of the feathers up and down her sides overwhelmed her every step of the way.


Things were soon to get worse as Bailey increased her tickling, her fingers speeding up as they spread out, going from one end of Erica's armpits to the next in longer and faster strokes now, really starting to overwhelm the tickle bear while her tail flicked back and forth "I know just how to make this better..." Bailey said in an evil way.


Had Erica been able to make a suggestion, one improvement would have been for the terrible tickling to stop. With Bailey being the one in charge though, she knew there was little to no hope of that happening at all. Instead, whatever Bailey planned, it was bound to lead to Erica laughing all the harder for it.


The tickle bear would get her answer when she felt something flutter over her feet, making her add another yelp to her laughter. The tail was being used against Erica, the fluff of its tip brushing over her large feet, stroking from side to side as the pink tickle bear broke out into even louder laughter than before, the energy and noise coming from her seemingly boundless.


"Ooh, pitties, ribbies and footsies, all so ticklish." Bailey said, chuckling into Erica's ear in a way that wasn't entirely unpleasant "You're just my tickle toy, aren't you? Say it."


Feeling the triple assault on so many ticklish spots, Erica was prepared to say anything to get it to stop "I'MMMMYOHOHOUOUURRRTEHHHEEEEEKKLLETOOHOHOYYYY!!" She screamed, knowing it was true.


The smile on Bailey's face only grew as Erica screamed those words "Oh good, that means I get to play with you even more!"


Realising she had been tricked into giving Bailey exactly what she wanted, Erica could only wail in ticklish horror as the sensations increased. A triple assault like this was overwhelming for one who even loved being tickled like Erica and the tickle bear was in hysterics as the sensations increased with each passing second.


The fingers in her armpits were going based now, circling around the fuzzy hollows as the long nails teased every inch. Their scrabbling and scratching was enough to make Erica scream hysterically as her laughter rang throughout the room. Bailey had sped up her attack quite easily, zeroing her fingers on the middle of the armpits one moment, before getting them to dance on the outside in an unpredictable assault.


The feathers brushing up and down Erica's sides were also showing how evil they could be under the control of a feathercat. Showing surprising dexterity as they were still on her wings, the feathers pressed through the fur on Erica's body to the ticklish skin underneath. Unimpeded by the fuzz, they stroked up and down the flanks and ribs, tickling every inch along the way as Erica's body could barely squirm in a futile attempt to get away from it all.


The final piece was that tail, the fur of it swishing from side to side, tickling Erica's soles and toes at a constant, steady pace. Every single swipe of the tail sent a jolt through Erica that increased her laughter and made her jump as much as she could in her bonds. Her laughter was seemingly endless as the stroking on her feet merged with the other ticklish attacks until it felt as if most of her body was tingling with them.


All through this was something making it worse as Erica began to have the usual reaction to being tickled in such a manner, undeniable arousal. The fur between her legs began to grow damp and her head began to swim slightly as the horniness increased. Such intense tickling only increased these feelings and her laughter broke briefly as Bailey's tickling forced a moan from her lips.


"I knew you'd enjoy this." The feathercat said as she actually paused in her tickling, her tail rising up between Erica's legs "Let's see just see if I can make you love it."


With that, the tail began to rise, brushing up against Erica's legs, teasing over her inner thighs as the arousal climbed along with the tail's fur. The tickle bear began to moan all the harder as she felt the tail rise until the very tips of the fur teased against her pussy, sending a wave of pleasure through the tickle bear.


Whimpering and gasping along with her laughter, Erica's body twitched as she felt the tail very softly stroke against her wet womanhood, making the tickle bear groan with each teasing touch given to her. The tickling had eased up enough so Erica could focus on the arousal, the former torment almost forgotten under this treatment.


"I knew you'd like it." Bailey purred, pressing her body against Erica's, the large breasts of the feathercat actually feeling very pleasant "Because tickle bears are just big tickle slaves who want someone like a feathercat to work them over, to tickle them out of their cute, fuzzy minds until they cum again and again, isn't that true?"


Recognising the trap, Erica refused to say anything at all, knowing that Bailey could simply use it against her. She pursed her lips as best she could, although the tail stroking against her increasingly wet lower lips still provoked her into making a manner of noises that betrayed her arousal.


"Come on, admit it, or I'll become ever so mean." Bailey said, the tone of her voice pretty much giving away that she was really hoping for the latter.


Stuck between a rock and a hard place, Erica continued to choose silence. She knew where this was going as there was one spot that Bailey had yet to tickle and it was the worst one of all. Erica's belly quivered and shook with laughter as the tickle bear knew it was her most ticklish spot and would be where Bailey would aim for next.


In this, Erica didn't have to wait long. After being unable to get an answer, Bailey decided to strike hard as the feathercat brought down her fingers and wiggled them into Erica's chubby belly, producing the loudest laugh so far that night. What the nails had felt like in Erica's armpits had been amplified tenfold by the more ticklish area they were now exploiting.


"NNOOHOTHHEERHEHEPPLEEASSEESEEE!!" Erica begged as she felt the fingers wiggle deep into her stomach, the pleasure from the tail stroking her down below momentarily forgotten from the sudden assault.


"Such a ticklish tummy-tum-tum!" Bailey called out, delighting in taunting the pink tickle bear "Does she laugh when I tickle her big belly? She does!"


Added to the fingers and taunting words was the tail now pressing its tip right against Erica's wet pussy, stroking along the slit, back and forth, back and forth. While it was an insanely ticklish sensation, it also made jolts of pure pleasure go through Erica non-stop, the tickle bear positively crying out lustfully as her sounds were tinged with laughter.


Bailey was no doubt having the time of her life as she poked, pinched and prodded Erica's very ticklish tummy, switching techniques constantly as she looked for the best ways to make the tickle bear go hysterical. Granted, there were a lot of ways to do that to Erica when her belly entered into matters.


"PLLEASEEOOHOOHSTTHOHOOOPPPP!!" Erica cried out, even when a small part of her, pushed forward by the pleasure that came from the strokes down below, hoped that the tail would linger a little longer at least.


"Never! I'm gonna get this tummy and make you laugh for as long as I want!" Bailey responded, her fingers digging deeper into the pudgy belly as her tail flicked back and forth against Bailey's pussy, the two different kinds of tickling nevertheless greatly effective when merged together.


Aroused and tickled so well by such an expert like Bailey, Erica was nothing more than putty in her hands on on her tail, played with as the feathercat pushed the tickle bear further into a haze of arousal and ticklish torment. Erica was barely able to think of anything except the tickling ravaging her belly and the stroking against her pussy, making her more sensitive with each passing moment.


"You're loving this." Bailey whispered into Erica's ear, putting on a sultry manner "You're just a horny plaything that I can tickle and tease. You wan to cum? Then cum, feel my tail rubbing against you. Kitchy cummie coo..."


This was too much for Erica to handle as she panted and moaned before the stroking of the tail against her lower lips finally pushed her over the edge. With a scream that was more like a roar, the tickle bear felt an orgasm like no other rip through her as the tickling on her belly and soft fur flicking against her pussy continued to have its effect.


The tickling of her belly and pussy made the orgasm linger, dragging it out as Erica's laughter grew weaker and her head spun from needing to breath as well as the ecstasy that had ravished her mind. When it finally ended and Bailey pulled away, Erica slumped in her bonds, her breathing ragged and mind lost in a haze of pleasure and exhaustion.


It was at this point, when she was at her lowest ebb, that Erica saw Bailey lunge forward, the feathercat pressing her face into Erica's stomach and blowing hard against it, subjecting the tickle bear to an insanely intense raspberry. It was worse than anything Erica had been put through so far, the vibrations spreading across her stomach as she roared with laughter.


It seemed to drag on for a long time and only stopped when Bailey pulled back, needing to get some air. Still giggling from the effects, Erica whimpered "P-Please... No more. It ti-tickles so much..."


"Well, you've just had a ticklegasm, so that's only to be expected." Bailey said cheerfully "But we feathercats are just so greedy when it comes to the laughter of tickle bears, so I'm going to keep this up until I've gotten a few more out of you."


Bailey raised her hands, fingers wiggling as she brought them closer and closer to Erica's belly, the tickle bear's eyes locked onto them with panic growing in her, unable to defend herself in the slightest. Just as it seemed the nails were going to dig in, Bailey instead curved her wings as the stiff plumes instead pushed into Erica's tummy, the tickle bear shrieking at the sudden attack and losing herself into laughter once more.


"I'll let you go, tickle bear." Bailey said as she watched Erica's face give way to laughter once more "But not before I've had my fun with you...."


At least Bailey proved true to her word, although it would prove to be small comfort to Erica as she laughed throughout her entire time as the feathercat's captive.