Tickle Academy

Day 5 Part 1

Day 5:

I walked into my class and smiled as I saw Emily and Taylor sitting next to each other. They looked like they were talking. "Hey." I said to them as I walked up to them.

"Hey." Emily said as she waved.

"Hello." Taylor said while looking away.

"Still down about yesterday?" I asked Taylor.

"A little." She responded as she
turned back to me. I couldn't help but feel sorry for her.

"What happened yesterday?" Emily asked.

"Something you don't need to worry about." Taylor said as she got up and walked back to her seat. I sat in front of Emily and looked at the front of the classroom.

The bell rang and Mrs. Flarist walked into the room. She waited for the announcements to end before speaking. To her dismay, one of the announcements was that of a freshman play that must be attended.

"This is gonna be an everyday thing, huh?" She said as she stood up. The rest of the class stood up and we followed her to the auditorium.

When we got to the auditorium, we sat down and waited for everyone to get in. In the front was a stage with a projector screen up top and a projector on the floor. Emily immediately looked at Taylor as she sat on the other side of me. "No tickling, ok." She said.

Taylor raised her hand up and closed her eyes. "No promises." She said aloud as she sat back in her chair. I attempted not to giggle at her response. I say I did well to hide my giggles.

"So, what are the plans for the weekend?" Taylor asked.

"Nothing really." I said, hoping not to bring up the fact that I was going to Emily's house later.

"Same here." Emily said as she faced the stage.

"Well, while you two are being boring, I'm gonna be on a date." Taylor said with a smile.

Emily and I both looked at her. "With who?" We both asked.

"You know that guy from swimming?" She asked me.

I thought about it for a few seconds before coming up with the answer. "The guy that's always at your feet?" I said a little too loud.

Taylor frowned at me. Within a few seconds, she smirked while wiggling her fingers close to my belly. I immediately put my hands between us, hoping she would accept my surrender.

"Either way, yes it is him." She said as she turned to the stage. I looked at the stage and watched as the lights began to dim.

"Welcome to the TA!" The announcer said as two girls began to walk across the stage.

"So, what do we expect from this place?" One of the girls asked loud enough for everyone to hear.

"A great place to learn and have fun, if you do it right." The other said.

"What happens if you do it wrong?" The first asked.

"You may end up being like her." The other said as the projector screen began to lower. When the screen was lowered all the way, the projector was turned on. The projector shows a small video of Catherine stocked with her feet bare and her hair and makeup a mess.

"Please, please stop." She begged as one of the teachers walked up to her.

"Sorry, but we must punish you for skipping the original session." The teacher said as he began to tickle her soles.

Catherine went into a fit of screeching laughter as she attempted to pull her feet out of the stocks. She shook her head left and right, attempting to distract herself. Her laughter rang throughout the auditorium as the teacher tickled her defenseless feet.