tickling birds

2 tickle stories in one

Jenni tossed her coat to the floor and slumped down onto the couch. What a week. Usually, a trip to the Peekaboo Club or some tickle porn could pull her out of a slump. But she was having kind of a "fuck it" night. She hadn't been able to get ahold of Lily in almost a month. Her latest therapy session had not gone to her liking. And she hadn't had a clown gig in a while. She was starting to have to worry about money, and she hated that.

She pulled off her hair tie and unsnapped her bra under her tee shirt. She needed to breathe for a minute. Hey eyes wandered over to a clock on the wall near the entrance to her kitchen. It was already after midnight. Not much point in going out anywhere, she decided. She was fairly exhausted anyways. She didn't even think she had the energy to get up and slug her way towards her bedroom.

In seconds, she was out.




The breeze was the first thing Jenni noticed. It wasn't cold. It was pleasant. Like a summer wind. She wasn't able to comprehend the physics of how she was able to walk on the clouds at her feet, but she was walking on them nonetheless. It felt like walking on couch cushions, and Jenni had some trouble at first, maintaining her balance. It didn't take her long to see that she was wearing one of her first ever clown costumes. It was orange and a bit on the baggy side. Her white, satin gloves and old blue wig were also apparent. Even though she couldn't see it, she felt the paint on her face, as well.

She continued walking for a bit, enjoying both the splendor and serenity of her surroundings. To her, it was as if she had died and gone to Heaven.

Wait. Was she dead? The thought crossed her mind for a moment before a woman's voice called at her.

"Hello, Jenni!" The clown turned around to see... well... she tried to make sense out of what she was seeing. The being was feminine in the details. The eyes, curves and voice all implied that the creature was indeed female. But it was covered from head to toe in the softest looking pink fur. It had paws and large, pink ears. Indeed, it actually looked more like a teddy bear than anything else. "Don't worry." The being said. "I'm not here to hurt you. On the contrary..." It seemed to have a British accent, though Jenni couldn't place it for certain. "I'm here to help."

"Help?" Jenni had decided that she probably wasn't in Heaven. She had heard angels described in many ways over the course of her life... but never as a cuddly bear.

"Oh, Jenni..." The bear moved in a whimsical manner. "You devote so much of your time and energy towards making people happy. But even you need a boost every now and then. I know all about you, see. I'm Erica by the way."

"Okay, Erica." Jenni's skepticism was at a boiling point. "So you're gonna... boost me? How do you mean? What are you?"

"I am an effigy." Erica began to explain. "Illusory, but honest. A manifestation of your innermost desires. A tangible, yet intangible amalgam of the one thing you love the most!"

"So...?"

"I'm a physical embodiment of your tickle fetish." The being made herself clearer. "Something borrowed. Something blue. A good old fashioned tickle time to make you feel like new. Hahaha."

The clouds underneath Jenni's feet suddenly became even more unstable. She felt as though she was trying to walk across a bunch of pillows... in high heels... while drunk. She wobbled and flailed her arms about as she tried to regain her balance.

"Cloudquake." Erica joked, seemingly unaffected by the shifting clouds herself. She watched with great amusement as Jenni eventually fell onto her back. The clouds smelled strangely like cotton candy, Jenni detected as they shifted about. Before she could pull herself up, the clouds had wrapped around her wrists and ankles. The ground was effectively holding her down. "There are no rules here, Jenni." Erica skipped over to the bound clown. "Certainly no rules regarding clothing. You can be free here." The second the bear finished speaking, Jenni's clothes vanished into thin air. She was left in her gloves, facepaint, and nothing else.

"It's a little cool up here." Jenni noticed her stiff nipples and a few goosebumps.

"No matter." Erica laid down beside Jenni, on her right and snuck her left arm under and around Jenni's back. "My fur is plenty warm." Jenni had to agree. As Erica snuggled her, it felt quite snug, and the bear was indeed very warm. Jenni could imagine easily falling asleep, cuddled up to Erica. She wouldn't get that chance though, as Erica snuck a paw in Jenni's left underarm and stroked gently.

"Hehehehehehe... Gosh that tickles!"

"Yes, I know. My paws are super tickly. There aren't too many who can boast such a soft touch as mine." Erica proudly proclaimed. It was like being tickled by a stuffed animal. The nerve endings under Jenni's arm responded delightfully as the clown giggled merrily. "Coochie coochie coo, Jenni..." Erica now teased both armpits as Jenni laughed.

"HahHAhAHHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

"How does it feel, Jenni? To be snuggled and tickled like a little girl?" Erica pawed at the armpits as Jenni cackled with delectable hilarity. "It's so humbling... and SO much fun! On a related note, I have been wondering how many ribs you have." The bear removed her paws from Jenni's pits and placed them at the bottom of the clown's ribcage. It tickled Jenni even before the paws had started moving.

"Ah-hehehehe..." She gasped and tensed.

"Oh? Have I discovered a giggle spot?" Erica teased. "Ooooone..." As she counted, she drew a single nail along the skin between the bones of Jenni's lower ribs, quickly drawing more laughter from the clown. Jenni was twisting and turning in her fuzzy embrace, bringing much happiness to the bear. "Twoooo..." As the tickles climbed higher, the sides of Jenni's breasts were caressed as well, playing even more on her ticklish flesh. "Threeeee..." Jenni shook her head back and forth as the sensations electrified her. "Fou- Oh dear! I've lost count! That always seems to happen! But I won't let any of them feel left out!" Erica promised before she attacked Jenni's ribs with vigor, probed and wiggling each one at random.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

"Look, Jenni." Erica directed. "See how pink and happy your ribs have become! Let's make your belly just as happy!" Jenni squealed as the furry digits fluttered over her belly, drifting up and down, sending the tickles up into Jenni's brain in waves that filled the clown with mirth. "Tickle tickle tickle, Jenni. Your belly is so tender. Perfect for giving you the giggles. Hehehe." Erica poked Jenni's bellybutton occasionally as the paws brushed all over. "I know! Why don't I tickle tickle your sides, while my fuzzy mouth blows into your bellybutton?"

"Oh no. Don't do tha-HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Jenni erupted as Erica blew on her belly while wiggling her paws into the ticklish harlequin's sides just above her waist.

"Oooo that works wonders. I just might blow ALL of the giggles out of you!" Erica giggled as she blew zerbert after zerbert. She found that crinkling her nose as she did it made Jenni go ballistic. She had to hold the clown in place as she blew, filling the surrounding area with loud farting noises and driving her captive insane. The closer she blew to Jenni's privates, the softer the skin was, and the louder the laughter.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HEHEHEHEHEHEHE OH NOHOHOHHOOH HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH STOOHHOHOHOP HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

"You're so ticklish, Jenni!" Erica cheered. "Such a wonderful tickle toy you are when I give you the coochies!" The bear blew again, directly on Jenni's pantyline, and the clown shook with hysteria. Jenni realized that Erica had a natural instinct for finding her ticklish spots. Whenever Jenni meant to tickle someone, there was a period of discovery. A kind of foreplay where she sought out the places that would give her the most response in a victim. Erica didn't need to do anything like that. It was as if she already knew just where and how to attack. And the results were devastating. The uncanny ability made sense, since Erica had already made herself known as a materialization of sorts of Jenni's fetish. As the torture progressed, Jenni felt herself becoming more and more excited. It began with a warm feeling in her belly, and quickly advanced to full on sexual arousal. Erica had to be able to sense this, as she abruptly ceased the all but steady stream of raspberries and took hold of Jenni, playfully pressing into the creases between the clown's inner thighs and hairless womanhood.

"Coochie coo!"

HEHEHEHEHE HAHAHAHAHA!" Jenni bucked her hips and yelped accordingly, but anyone watching would have been able to sense how much she really didn't want the bear to stop. When the fuzzy fingers brushed over Jenni's labia, the clown tensed and felt her orgasm overtake her.

"Oops!" Erica covered her mouth to suppress an amused giggle. "Looks like you are having a little too much fun. Maybe we should play somewhere else for a little bit." Jenni watched Erica move down to her bare feet and she let out a nervous chuckle. "How about these plump piggies?"

Jenni's giggles were nearly silent as Erica slid her furry digits between her toes.

"I love your cute little toesies." Erica complimented the grinning clown. "Coochie coochie coo, ticklish girl..."

"Hahahahahahahah hehehehehehehehehehe..." Jenni was coming down from her climax and she felt as though she were literally on cloud 9. The gentle toe tickling continued for a little longer before Erica stopped, clapping her paws together.

"How do you feel, Jenni?" Erica asked hopefully.

"I f-feel amazing..." Jenni writhed comfortably on the clouds underneath her, wearing a goofy smirk on her face.

"You know, I love tickling ticklish girls like yourself, but I know that it is far more beneficial to you if I let you have a go at me." Erica suggested. Jenni looked up at her with a furrowed brow.

"You mean... are you actually ticklish?" Jenni hadn't actually considered that the creature might be blessed with such sensitivity.

"Maybe a little..." Erica rolled her eyes bashfully. The clouds around Jenni's wrists and ankles vanished and Erica laid down, allowing herself to now be restrained by the sweet smelling mists. Jenni moved over to Erica, on her knees, and wiggled her fingers in the air. She wondered where a bear might possibly be ticklish. It wasn't a dilemma that she had ever encountered before. Her natural inclination was to assume that Erica would have the same tickle points as a human woman might. Testing her theory, Jenni reached out and softly tickled the sides of Erica's neck.

"Hahahahahahaha..."

"That's a staaaart..." Jenni sang quietly, smiling down at Erica with tickle lust. "Seems this thick fur of yours can't protect you from my fingers. I wonder if I can find any tickle bugs hiding in this fuzz." Jenni dug in under Erica's arms and was delighted to hear the melodic laughter that emitted from the being's lips.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA..."

"Such a unique opportunity to tickle someone like you..." Jenni relished as her fingers moved down to probe the bear's ribs and tickle her breasts. Erica's large eyes were filled with forced giddiness and her mouth formed the most adorable smile Jenni had seen in recent memory. "Tickle tickle!"

Erica loved the tickling, but jerked suddenly when Jenni found her somewhat pudgy tummy.

"Yes..." Jenni nearly hissed as she found what she was sure was the bear's weak spot. Jenni's gloved fingertips jumped and pranced all over the furry tummy. "It's so damn cute! Just like a kitten's tummy! I just wanna bury my face in it!" And the clown did just that, pressing her face into the fuzzy tummy and wiggling it back and forth. Erica squealed in hilarity and Jenni upped the anty by continuing to spider tickle along the sides of the bear's stomach. Jenni pushed her thumbs under Erica's bottom ribs and vibrated them as she moved her lips about and softly nibbled the belly.

"HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

Jenni knew how ticklish Erica's stomach was now and she was determined to exploit it. She threw in every trick she knew. She played typewriter. She attacked with lobster claws. She sang Round and Round the Garden (making sure to point out the irony of playing that game with an actual teddy bear). She raked her fingers up and down. She nibbled and blew. She even went so far as to sit between Erica's legs and wiggle her toes into the bears underarms while her fingers toyed with the tummy.

Erica just shook her head wildly and howled with hysterical laughter. After a while, Jenni had become so lost in her tickling that she barely noticed when Erica's hips began to writhe. Jenni knew visual cues and there was no question that Erica was either going to orgasm soon, or wet herself. The clown could have just as easily asked Erica which it was, but that would mean her having to stop tickling long enough to get an answer. She decided that it would be more fun to just wait and see.

"Let's bring this baby home." Jenni spun around and straddled Erica, facing the bear's groin. She grabbed at Erica's inner thighs and stated to tickle the furry mound with her fingers wiggling in a bicycling motion. Meanwhile, she also reached behind her and spider tickle Erica's belly at the same time. "Goochie goo..."

If Jenni had ever wondered what it looked like when a teddy bear had an orgasm, she learned at that very moment. Erica cried out and gasped between giggle fits brought on by the belly tickling. After Erica's body relaxed. Jenni turned back around, hugging the bear with a big squeeze. The bond she now felt with Erica would be something that she might never shake.