The week went by without much fun. Been pretty boring without Harley. Harley didn't show up today either, but I did notice something interesting. It started with English.
Taylor was wearing a more revealing outfit with a different set. It was a bit of a shock, especially since she was wearing flip flops.
When we saw her, most of the guy's mouthes dropped. "Hey." She said to us.
"What's with the outfit?" I asked her.
Mrs. Flarist thought the same thing since she canceled class to punish her. Two people pinned her down while the rest of us took turns tickling her bare feet. Emily and Tyler tickled her feet together. It was cute.
Taylor looked like she was having fun with everyone tickling her. When I got to her feet, I decided to tickle torture her toes. It was fun. She laughed so hard that we couldn't even hear ourselves.
We spent the whole class tickling Taylor, only stopping to have her breathe. We stopped a total of 5 times. I'm sure she was loving the whole thing.
When he bell rang, I walked off towards math. He was boring as usual. Moving on. (Can't you tell I don't like math.)
After that, I went to lunch. Taylor and Emily were already there. Emily was eating while Taylor looked like she was exhausted.
I smiled and sat next to Taylor. She had her flip flops off and I could barely see her feet under her. "How was today?" I asked her.
"Shut up." Taylor said while panting. "I've been tickled all day."
I actually felt a little bad for her. "Anything I can do?" I asked her.
She could tell that I felt bad because she took my offer. "Could you massage my feet?" She requested. I agreed and she put her bare feet on my lap. I immediately began to massage her feet.
She bit her lower lip as I began massaging her soles. "You are good at this." She said. I looked up at her to see her blushing. Kinda forced me to blush as well. I still massages her feet like I said I would.
We kinda spent all of lunch like this. I massaged her feet the best I could and she would compliment me on how well I was doing. There was one thing that threw me off. She asked me to worship her feet, similar to what the guys do during swimming.
I denied that one. I'm not like the guys she seduces. She just frowned at me when I denied. I giggled and kept massaging for the rest of lunch.
After lunch, I went to science. Since it was Friday again, we had another person to torture. Sadly, Harley wasn't here to torture or help me. Catherine wasn't here as well.
One of the girls were put in the stocks with her toes restrained. Mrs. Unika was there as well, preparing for everyone. I could see some of the guys taking pics of her feet as well.
"Today is all about the sensitivity of feet. They are much more sensitive after all. Not only that, but everyone here is ticklish on their feet. Even I am." She admitted. "Take turns and don't have her pass out."
We all got in line and began to tickle the poor girl. She was laughing as soon as someone began to lightly tickle her soles. Begging came by the second person. After that, it just went downhill.
She kept begging for each person that tickled her soles. I was the first one that focused on her toes. Once I did, she went into silent laughter and began to cry from all the tickling. Felt a little bad for her though.
Once that finished, I waited for class to finish. Everyone had a turn on her before the bell rang. Nothing else got accomplished that day.
I immediately gathered my things and made my way to swimming. I wasn't excited, but at least I got Jacob for myself. I quickly got changed and went into the pool.
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Tickle Academy
FantascienzaBook 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...