Tickled ver. 2 (ALT)

The hands high fived in the air, while Vanessa lying on the floor watched them.

Do you think this is funny?! She yelled at the hands but they didn't pay her any attention

I said, do you think this is funny?! She yelled again at the hands with the same result.

Can't you hear me? Don't any of you have ears? She asked again and immediately her comment retaliated at her, of course they don't have ears, they are hands.

But this time the hands turned their... Heads?? (fingers) Towards her and after that three of the hands took her pants and boots from the floor, Vanessa's eyes widened as she realized what they were about to do, what would she do the rest of they day without pants? And also, how do they dare to take her clothes and strip her like this?

She was about to stand up when the fourth hand pushed her back to the floor, she tried again but was pushed back again, the other three already left but this hand stayed not letting her get up, the other three hands returned shortly after but the fourth was still not letting Vanessa get up,was it asserting dominance or something? Vanessa tried to slap the hand but the light and magical being didn't found any problem dodging it, Vanessa then tried to throw something at it but without any effect either, Vanessa was getting out of options when she thought of a brilliant idea, provocate it! and she was did it by flipping up her middle finger at the hand.

Surprisingly it made effect, the hands reacted at the instant after Vanessa's gesture, but soon she was about to learn why it was a really bad idea.

The hands summersaulted to Vanessa's ribs before she could react and started to tickle her with the skill of a piano man, Vanessa could do nothing but laugh while the hands tickled her mercilessly.

Two hands stayed tickling her mercilessly while the other two began to work on the buttons of her shirt, the hands moved with a speed and precision that left Vanessa defenseless, she tried to grab the hands but they were too fast, too agile, and too strong, they dodged and weaved around her attempts to catch them, the tickling hands, on the other hand, seemed to know exactly where to touch her to make her laugh the most, they found the most sensitive spots on her ribs and belly and attacked them with a ferocity that left her gasping for air.

The hands worked quickly, unbuttoning her shirt with ease. Vanessa struggled to stop them, but the fourth hand continued to hold her down, preventing her from moving. The other three hands slipped the shirt off her shoulders, leaving her in just her bra. The tickling hands never stopped, and Vanessa's laughter filled the room. The hands then moved to the clasp of her bra, undoing it with a deft flick of their fingers. The fabric fell away, leaving Vanessa completely exposed. The hands then turned their attention to her underwear, slipping them down her legs and leaving her completely naked.

Vanessa was blushing strongly in a mix of shame and laughing ecstacy , she was completely naked and exposed in the bathroom, the hands had left her in a state of utter vulnerability, but they didn't seem to care, they were too busy high-fiving each other and celebrating their victory. The tickling hands had stopped, but Vanessa's laughter still echoed in the room, she was trying to catch her breath, but it was hard, her ribs still hurt from the intense tickling.

The hands turned their attention to Vanessa's limbs. They grasped her wrists and ankles, holding her in place. Vanessa, still trying to catch her breath, felt a surge of panic as she realized she was completely at the hands' mercy. The hands began to move her limbs, controlling her movements like a puppeteer controls a marionette.

The hands made her stand up, she looked horrorized at her naked figure, she had all her privates on display and to makes things worse under the full control of the mischievous hands that didn't seem to care about her modesty.