Awwww honey. If you’re ready to talk and surrender now, I wonder just how bad it will be when I bring out multiple fingers, and all the tools in my bag.
That moment when you realize you’ve crossed the line of no return… and that now, no matter what you say or do, you’re gonna get wrecked… is there a better feeling than that?
Anyone who has met me in person knows that I am a very calm, laid back person. I am always happy to meet new people in the community, and be a friend. But… I’d be lying if I pretended there wasn’t a certain satisfaction in playfully pushing someone’s buttons (consensually), until they just decide you need a tickle whooping. So! If I am being sassy to you, or being a lil butt, odds are that I feel comfy enough with you that I want to see those tickle claws come out… and drive me crazy.
This has been my latest camfession. I will await penance… and continue to cause mischief until it catches up to me.
God that looks like fun. I would probably die, given my last matchup with the hard brushes… but I’d be willing to take it like a man. Just… a tickly man
Well well… it seems that our portfolio on you was correct. You do indeed have agonizingly ticklish buttons. You better hope the rest of this portfolio isn’t correct… otherwise you’re in for a very, very long time, and you’ll be leaving with aching sides, tear trails, and a new respect for the art of tickling as a form of negotiation.
Now… how does turning over the majority shareholder position sound?
Time for some of my camfessions. What’s a camfession? Essentially, it’s something that people who know me may know, but others don’t. Rarely, I get in the mood to reveal some dangerous secrets.
Camfession: No demographic in this community can fluster me or sink me faster than those heavily lee leaning switches who finally have enough of my shenanigans and show me the monster lurking within. I tend to be quite a sassy lil butt, and when it finally gets me in trouble… I can’t help but submit so quickly (even though I don’t want it to end )
Camfession: Nothing tickles me quite as much as a massage. There’s something about the sensation and feeling of the rolling and kneading that just drives me nuts, and I can’t help but giggle madly.
Camfession: A good way to get me in the tickle mood is to have snuggles beforehand. I tend to be a more stoic person, but there’s just something about snuggles that gives me that drop.
Those are all the camfessions for today. Every one revealed is one more danger I’ve opened up. But, because I love you all, I’m comfortable sharing it.
Come on, dude! I told you the motivation won’t end until you’ve got through 50 pull-ups! You’re only at one! You’ll be here all night at that rate. Luckily for you…. I’m a very patient helper.
I’m curious to hear others peoples opinions. One of the biggest items on my community bucket list is to engage in play with a couple. To me, there’s just something about the dynamic that gives me all the good kinds of shivers. Aiding in ticklish double crosses and betrayals, having both members at the mercy of my fingertips, being placed next to one half for the amusement of the other, or even being the “un”fortunate recipient of a double ticklish smack down…. All the games and challenges and scenarios that could play out from such a dynamic.
I’m not sure if I’ll ever actually be able to scratch that itch… but I can’t help but wonder about it. I’ll be curious to hear about how other people feel about said scenarios.
What a sensitive spot, absolutely perfect for tickling… ~
I would LOVE to do this to a ticklish little lady, making her squirm and giggle, tickling and turning her on at the same time I’ll keep tickling there until there’s a wet spot on her panties!~
I would also love to be on the receiving end of that treatment ehe
Took a tiny break from requests to make fanart of @otomiya-tickles fic, “special training” with some shameless self insert art of my mha oc huhuhu,,,,
This is honestly so cute!! The art is WONDERFUL, ofc, and the oc is so cute! I absolutely LOVE mha, and tickle art of it is a special kind of fantastic!
And Puppy may or may not be absolutely madly in love with a certain red-haired sharky…
I couldn’t resist reblogging, it’s too adorable! @ticklishfanart makes my day every time I see their art!I know my blog may seem very like, irl tickles focused. But I absolutely love fictional tickles too! Especially ones involving mha and tickle art from one of my absolute most favorite creators!
Also,@shy-lee-chu, this particular piece always makes me think of you, so I figured I’d tag ya~
My butt is like, surprisingly ticklish… Plus, the very top of the back of my thighs are too… I would lose my mind if this was done to me!! I would not be able to sit still, I would be squirming all over the place!
I NEED someone I trust and am comfortable with to come tickle all over my bare ass like this!!!
Laying stretched out on the floor, bound and near naked, eye level with 3 pairs of pretty pedicured feet… Looking up at 3 smug faces, and listening to all the gossip about me, whether it be true or not. Hitting them with a defiant, bratty “Ohhh, I’m sooo scared~” moments before the claws come out…
The special thing about Mean Girls is, that they’re MEAN.
Mean Girls don’t care if you Cry.
Mean Girls don’t care if you Beg.
Mean Girls don’t care if you Bargain.
Torturing and attacking your worst spots in unison, all whilst throwing out the worst insults that rock you to your core. Squeaky laugh? Shy? Don’t like your nose? Be sure you’ll hear about it. Least they forget to remind you how ugly and inferior you are to them; perfect specimines of superiority. Yet all you can do is lay there and take it, AND agree with it. For as long as they want. Who are you to argue in this predicament?
“Hey! Starting already without me!?” “I’m only testing her out.~”
Those are my new owners Mr. & Mrs. Kim (Sir and Madame). A lovely couple; a nice house, luxury cars, a dog, and now Me. Sir has to travel a lot, so he got me for Madame to play with when he’s gone. Though I get the feeling they’ll both want their turn with me when they are home.
I wouldn’t mind the attention, the skimpy outfits, or even the restricting bondage… If I wasn’t so deathly ticklish. I suppose that’s the reason why I am here, isn’t it? My meak whimpering, constant struggling, and squeamish giggling all the results from just a few pokes and scratches. And all for their own amusement, of course. I just have to lay here like a good girl and take it, not that I really have much of a choice.
“Alright you two, don’t have too much fun together while I’m gone. Be back in a few days, I’ll call when I land.”
“Do you hear that? My husband’s gone, it’s just you and me now Princess. Hehehe… You know the trek to London is a 6 hour flight from here, right?”
Madame never once scolded me for struggling too much. In fact the more I did, the more maniacal she would laugh in response, I guess that’s why she took me out of my hogtie. She has quite the appetite for tickling. I can barely grab at the frayed end of one the knots keeping me bound. I’m not sure if I keep tugging at it in a feeble attempt at escape, or to make sure it won’t get loose. But as time slowly crawls by, I think I’m beginning to like my new home.
“Shhh… That’s right, rest up. Conserve your energy, you’ll need it. Soon enough you’ll be out of these ropes, and in the kitchen making us something to eat. But until then I’ll be the one that takes care of you, Tickle Toy.”
