I quickly made my way to Mrs. Unika's classroom. When I got there, I saw her in the same stocks that she puts us in. To my surprise, she saw me right away. "Hey! The charts are on my desk. Today we will be doing two of my tests."
"Ok..." I said softly. I was still taking in the sight. Her feet were bare and all possible ticklish spots were exposed. I slowly made my way towards her desk and took the few papers that she pointed out on them. Each had a picture of a different body part with a few notes on each.
The first one I saw were notes on her feet. Apparently her soles were really ticklish and she will beg for more. The second was her belly button. She hates being tickled there. Actually, all the notes say that she hates being tickled anywhere but her feet. Her third worst spot is her underarms. All the other spots would guarantee giggles but not much more.
I immediately set the papers back on her desk and looked at her. "What do you want me to do?" I asked her.
"Get familiar with my ticklish spots, then we will continue from there." She explained.
I nodded and began to tickle her feet. I was curious about the notes on them. Her laughter was high pitched and, admitted, a little cute. "It says that you'll beg for more if I tickle your feet." I told her.
"No I won't!" She denied while laughing. It didn't take long for her lie to be exposed. "PLEASE TICKLE ME MORE!" She begged within seconds. I giggled and kept tickling her feet.
Her laughter just kept growing as I tickled her feet. Didn't help that she didn't put up any resistance at all. No idea if it was by choice or because she was restrained. Her feet were also smooth to the touch, making it really easy to tickle. If I was given the choice, I would tickle her for hours. I know people that would do worse though (Harley).
After a few minutes, I stopped and slowly made my way to her belly. Mrs. Unika was panting heavily as she watched. She was shaking her head as well. "Please don't tickle me anywhere else. Please." She begged while panting.
I began to tickle her sides. Her giggles were adorable as my fingers wiggled on her sides. "Don't tickle me there." She begged. I'm sure she could feel my fingers slowly move towards her belly. I wanted to go towards her belly button slowly.
Her laughter increased slowly as I moved my hands towards her belly button. And then it grew to the point where it sounded like she was screaming. I couldn't help myself. I kept tickling around and in her belly button for a few seconds before changing targets.
Her screams died down as I tickled her underarms. She had a soft laugh stream out of her mouth as I tickled her. I only tickled her for a few seconds before stopping.
When I stopped, she started panting heavily. It wasn't surprising to see it. I walked back to the desk to see another paper that I missed before. "You found test two." She said as I picked it up.
"It's an endurance test." I said to her. It looked like she didn't have much endurance left though.
"Ya, but can we switch the rules so that it would only be my feet..." Mrs. Unika requested. I was a little confused at first, but then I remembered the notes. I agreed to it with a smile. She was a bit cute when she was like this.
I stood in front of her feet and began to tickle her soles. Her laughter began pouring out with constant begging for more. I also had to go with Harley, so I set a timer for twenty minutes. I figured it would be enough time to get her to break.
Her laughter slowly grew louder and louder as I kept tickling her soles. She just kept begging as I kept tickling. She always said "More! More!" before dissolving into laughter again.
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Tickle Academy
Science FictionBook cover made by @BarefootPoetAdvocate. The new girl in school is a hard life. Especially when you have to wear a uniform that tickles you when your teachers want it to. Ashley just moved to her new school, and life, at the Tickle Academy. Her big...