Tickle therapy

"Sophie, just relax!" Robin called out, his voice pitching higher than he intended. He was still kneeling behind her, his hands hovering nervously over her squirming, naked form. "Viki says this is for your own good! It’s therapy!"

"Tickle what?! Aaaah!" Sophie shrieked as Robin’s fingers made contact with her ribs.

He wasn't sure where to start, so he went for the safest spot he could think of. His hands clamped down around her waist, thumbs digging into her soft sides just above her hip bones.

"No! Robin, not there!" Sophie screamed, her voice muffled by the carpet. She tried to slither away like a snake, but Robin’s grip was surprisingly firm. "I’m too ticklish! Eeee!"

"Is it working?" Robin asked Viki, wincing as Sophie’s body bucked against his chest. She was thrashing so much that her back kept slamming into him. It felt like he was wrestling a slippery, naked eel.

"She's definitely reacting," Viki observed, leaning against the kitchen counter and sipping her coffee like she was watching a tennis match. "But you need to be more thorough, Robin. If she has enough breath to cry about being naked, you aren't distracting her enough. Go for the kill spots."

"The kill spots?" Robin swallowed hard, his eyes trailing down Sophie’s arched back to the twin globes of her buttocks, which were currently wiggling frantically in the air. "You mean...?"

"She’s your best friend, Robin. You know where she’s sensitive," Viki prodded with a wicked grin. "Stop being polite. Make her laugh so hard she forgets she has no clothes on."

Robin nodded, trying to steel his nerves. He was doing this to help her. If she was laughing, she couldn't be panicking about her nudity, right? It was logic. Sound, scientific logic.

"Okay, Soph, brace yourself!" Robin yelled.

He abandoned her waist and moved his hands lower. He grabbed the back of her knees, just below the crease of her thighs, and dug his fingers in deep.

"ROBIN!" Sophie squealed, the sound hitting a pitch that could probably shatter glass. "NO! NOT MY LEGS!"

She tried to kick out, but Robin anticipated the movement. He shifted his weight forward, pressing his chest against her back to pin her torso to the floor. The position was catastrophic for Sophie’s dignity. With her upper body pinned and Robin holding her legs, she was effectively locked in a position that left her completely spread open.

"Look at her go," Viki chuckled. "I think she’s really getting into the spirit of things."

"You"re crazy!" Sophie gasped, tears of mirth streaming down her face. She was writhing uncontrollably now, her naked skin sliding frictionlessly against the carpet and Robin’s clothes. "You guys! Im all naked. Ooo! It tickles!"

"Is that a smile I hear?" Robin asked, feeling a strange rush of adrenaline. He was in complete control of the situation, and despite—or perhaps because of—the fact that he was grappling with a nude girl, he felt inspired. He moved his hands up to her thighs, squeezing the sensitive inner muscles.

"EEEK!" Sophie shrieked, arching her back violently. The motion drove her hips upward, grinding her pelvic bone against the floor. "Oh my god! Robin! Please! My... my butt!"

"What about your butt?" Viki teased, stepping closer to get a better look. "Do you want Robin to tickle your butt, Sophie? Is that what you're trying to say?"

"Ah! I meant—aaaaah!" Sophie cut off as Robin, obeying Viki’s suggestion without thinking, slid his hands up to her waist and then swooped down, his fingers dancing across the soft, sensitive skin of her buttocks.

He didn't pinch hard; he just fluttered his fingertips lightly over the curves, digging in slightly whenever she tried to clench her muscles.

"Robin, get your hands, ooo!! ...my ass!" Sophie screamed, but she was laughing so hard she could barely get the words out. "This is so... inappropriate! I'm naked! You're touching my naked butt!"

"But you cant not be naked, remember?" Robin grunted, struggling to hold her down as she bucked like a bronco. "We're helping you, uh... acclimate! That's the story!"

"I'm not wearing anything!" Sophie wailed, though the panic was definitely being overtaken by the sheer physical sensation of being tickled.

"Check for invisible fabric, make sure she isnt wearing a bra or thong or something." Viki coached.

Sofie could feel Robin’s palms hot against her skin, his fingers exploring places she had never let anyone touch before. "Oooh! Are you groping me?!" She squeeked.

"No! I'm checking for invisible fabric." Robin shot back, his face bright red. He squeezed her cheeks, feeling the soft flesh give under his fingers. It was mesmerizing. He couldn't believe he was actually touching Sophie’s body. Her actual, naked butt, thighs, boobs. And she was letting him—well, she was trying to squirm away, but the tickling made it impossible for her to protest effectively.

"Give her a break, Robin," Viki said, though she didn't look like she wanted him to stop. "Let her catch her breath. Then we can assess the damage."

Robin slowed his movements, his hands lingering for just a second too long between her thighs before pulling away. He sat back on his heels, panting.

Sophie collapsed onto the floor, gasping for air. Her body was covered in a thin sheen of sweat, making her skin glisten in the kitchen light. She lay there for a moment, her legs still slightly parted, her chest heaving.

"I can't... believe... both of you," she panted, burying her face in her arms again. "That was... that was tickle ****."

"Did it help?" Robin asked hopefully, wiping his forehead. "Did you forget about the curse?"

Sophie peeked out from behind her arm. She looked down at her body. She was still stark naked to their eyes. The embarrassment came flooding back instantly, crushing the post-tickling euphoria.

"No," she whimpered, curling into a fetal ball. "I'm still naked. And now I'm all... hot and bothered. And you touched my butt, Robin."

"I was trying to help." Robin defended himself, though he looked guilty.

"You were having a field day," Sophie accused, narrowing her eyes at him. "I felt you squeezing."

"Well, yeah," Robin admitted, unable to lie to her face. "It was... right there. And Viki told me to."

Viki grinned, "You two are so shy and adorable. Ive been waiting for the chance to help you each break out of your shells."

"Uh huh. Sure." Sophie slowly pushed herself up to a sitting position, keeping her knees tucked together and her arm draped over her chest. She looked around the kitchen frantically, her mind racing. "Okay. Okay. Plan B...