Transformation

Original Story: The Transformation (SFW tickle ****, FFF/M, language)

Original Author: aberdeen and natscott6282

Original Publishing Date: Jul 5, 2025

Original Source: Ticklingforum Websiite

Transformation : Introduction

This story is a collaboration between myself (aberdeen ) and natscott6282

Our story depicts a tickle session that is fictional in the names and exact circumstances…So we posted it in the Fictional Stories section. Although very similar to our real life experiences, this particular event did not happen…We do depict a scenario based on true events from our combined tickling experiences!

To be clear…The methods, emotions and feelings from our actual tickling experiences and sessions are all true and very familiar to us! Those are the main things we wanted to share with the TMF community by posting our story.

We hope you enjoy it!

The Transformation

A collaboration by natscott6282 & aberdeen

First, a little bit of my history. I am Brianna, a high school student who had turned 18 at the beginning of my senior year, along with my other HS friends mentioned in this story.

I was a fairly quiet kid in school—Kept to my own business, did my schoolwork, made some friends.

One of my friends was named Timothy (Tim). Due to an accident, involving the **** X-Change, Tim became Tam/Tammy. She was a medium height, slender girl. From seeing her in PE classes over the years, I knew she had a runner’s build … Flat stomach… Decent abs…A lean look to her hips…With wiry, muscled arms and legs. Surprising large breasts, but otherwise a good build for fitness and sports in general. Dark hair. For some reason I noticed she had kind of tiny, narrow feet for an athlete. And as one of our schools’ best in athletics, narrow feet is surprising. Yes, once she became a girl, I developed a crush, but I suppressed it so much, I practically forgot I had one.

One item of note was that Tam had a twin sister Amy. Despite being twins, Tam and her sister had somewhat separate circles. Amy had her own crowd of friends that she ran with most of the time. The group were Ashley, Madison, Amelia, Taylor, Sandra and Natalie. The remainder were suspected lesbians—Amanda, Jane and Daria (or D as She liked to be called).

Daria had been a transfer student into our school a year back. For whatever reason, despite being new, I remembered D had no trouble becoming friends with the group, especially with Amy and Natalie. Now both girls were cute and somewhat quiet, but seemed to take up with the new girl like a sister. It seemed as though they all shared the same thoughts, opinions, and maybe… hobbies?

It wasn’t until one special occurrence did I find out exactly what hobby they shared and why they bonded so well together!

Despite being born only 5 minutes apart, Tam and her slightly older sister didn’t always seem to get along (unlike some other twins I knew who seemed super close). They were sometimes the bickering siblings, usually over silly, stupid family stuff! Amy liked to remind her sister about her status of being the oldest and how Timmy became a girl, etc.

Tam wasn’t usually invited to hang out with Amy’s friend group over the years I knew her.

So the day I’ll most remember is a day when things between Tammy and her sister and her group all changed.

The day of the ‘event’ was a Friday, near the end of the school year. Upon leaving school that day, there was a text from someone about a gathering at Amy and Tam’s house after school. The info also began circulating by word of mouth, so the word was passed around to a number of kids.

I know all the years I was in HS, there were frequently such meetings after school—Sometimes on the athletic field on campus, sometimes at peoples’ homes. There was never any bad behavior, **** or **** involved—The gatherings were just for after school socializing, playing video games, watching movies…Stuff like that.

This meeting at Amy & Tam’s house was supposed to be a combined graduation celebration for the both of them, but was mostly an excuse for all their friends to hang out after school! A bunch of students were walking home, some dropping off at their houses, some heading to the ‘party house’! I noticed ‘D’ was walking along my path, and asked if I was going to stop at the twins’ celebration.

I was uncommitted at the time, but D said, “Well…This gathering is for students only…The twin’s parents are away for the evening, and the next day!” She grinned. “NO parents allowed!”

“C’Mon…” I said. “What’s so special about that? Most of us like our parents—And what about food?” I knew how many times student gatherings were boring for lack of decent food! D said, “Oh, we always send out for pizza!”

That sounded promising for the stomach! “Yeah…Maybe…” I said.

“You don’t wanna miss tonight!” D advised. “Our group always has a good time!”

“Yeah..” I said. “I’ve heard there is a lot of commotion sometimes at your group’s meet ups!” I looked at her. “So what goes on?”

“All kinds of stuff…fun stuff…” Smiled Daria. “It’s hard to describe…”

“Like the newest video games?” I asked.

“Nah…” Said the transfer student.

“Movies?” I offered.

“Nope…” D said, her eyes smiling. Dammit! Why was this new girl being such a bitch? She could just TELL me the main attraction!

“WHAT then?” I asked, exasperated and kind of getting that 'pissed off ‘ feeling!

“More like a live performance….” D smiled.

“OH, like comedy?” I guessed.

Daria grinned. “Well, there is a lot of laughter!”

“So I’m right!” I said.

“You’re right about the laughter!” D chuckled. “You’re just gonna have to stop by for awhile!”

“Jeeeze, you’re acting like a jerk!” I stated.

“Just come!” Daria smiled. “I said its hard to describe…it’s something that you just need to see for yourself!” She grinned. “And I’ll bet you’ll wanna see it!”

By this time, I was at Amy and Tam’s house…I had been thinking about the text and verbal offers during my route home…And the things Daria had mentioned.

“I guess I WILL stop in for a bit…” I said. D smiled.

I walked into the house and was directed to a lower level, where someone mentioned the two siblings had a finished basement.

As I walked down the stairs, I could hear some sort of commotion going on ahead of me, obviously over on the other side of the large finished recreation area.

I saw couches that had been pushed back out of the way, to make room for the spectacle that was happening…A spectacle I never expected to see!

My friend Tam was being held by a group of students, mostly made of her twin sister’s friend group! Her sister was wearing a workout shirt and athletic shorts, and a pair of socks! Already looking quite disheveled, She was looking more so by the second, as Jane and Amanda had her arms locked into theirs and away from her sides! Each of her legs were held by 2 or 3 girls of the friend group, and despite her best attempts, She was being pulled and pushed down onto the carpeted floor! Natalie was helping with one leg, but her sister Amy was directing the group on how to place her on the floor!

Tam was vehemently protesting her situation!

“NO! NOOOO!” She shouted. “You CAN”T! What are you gonna DO to me?”

As the group got her down, Amy made sure to have the girl stretched out with her rump on a medium thick cushion! The holders all worked as a unified team and quickly used their weight to straddle her arms and legs and secure them to the floor! her tummy and hips were across the pad and flexed upwards toward the ceiling! The friends spoke to each other, ignoring Tam’s protests as they simply performed their tasks like they’d done it a thousand times!

The group members were glad to answer my friend’s questions!

Taylor said, “You know what you did!” As she pressed down on a leg!

Ashley smiled “Your sister is just so dumb!”

Tammy screeched, “I’m sorry! I”M SORRY! AMY! PLEASE!”

The cute girl with wavy brown hair smiled at her sibling.

“Too late, little sister….” Amy replied. “You should have been nicer to me when I said ‘PLEASE!” Amy’s sweet face turned a bit more…stern looking! The sister was using her less than 5 minutes of older age to drive a spike into the heart of her sister’s psyche! Twins or not, it was obvious the girl had treated her wrongly and was now going to suffer some consequences!

Amanda chimed in with her views. “Bet you’re sorry you took her diary now, aren’t you?”

Tammy pleaded for mercy! “Yes! YES!” She babbled! “I said I was sorry! I”ll never do it again!”

“Of course you won’t!” Amelia laughed. “But you still DESERVE the punishment you’re gonna get!” She looked around the group..and the audience of spectators. “Does everyone agree?”

There were no dissenters in the group, in the room, or in the universe! Tammy, the younger twin of Amy, was due for some deserved retaliation for her sisterly crime! The judgement had been passed….

“Yeah, baby sister….” Sweet Amy said. “You shouldn’t have taken my diary!”

“AMY! PLEASE!” The girl begged! “I only read a couple pages! I don’t even remember what they were about! Honest!!!”

Amy’s eyes gleamed with the hint of ****! “But you held onto it for days and days! I even asked nicely—I begged for you to give it back!”

The maligned sister then added, “You even threatened to post it on your Instagram!”

Other girls in the group crowed about her misdeeds!

“I can’t believe She DID that!” And “No WONDER she’s getting punished!” Along with “Yeah, she’s a total jerk!”

“NOOOO-HO-HO!” Babbled the bad girl sister!

“I told you there would be consequences!” Amy grinned.

“OH GOD!” The girl was frantic! “What are you gonna DO?”

My friend Tam looked confused and terrified! All her verbal protesting, her attempts at pulling out of the grasp of the team of students holding her down—Were all for naught! The members of the group had obviously done this type of thing before!

Jane laughed, “It’s what WE are gonna do!” her laugh was not from mirth—It was a laugh of knowing glee! Jane KNEW what the team was going to do, and the glee was from the girl’s inability to stop it!

"It’s what we ALWAYS do!” Laughed Natalie, adding to the girl’s stress!

I was experiencing a bit of shock at the way they had gotten her down into position so easily and in awe of the possibilities that were straight ahead! My mind reeled as I remembered my own experience from just a few weeks back!

It was at a weekend robotics camp! For team building fun we decided to play a group variation of hide and seek! We had divided up into two teams-Teams A and B! All of us on Team A hid first in a couple of bunkhouses (They were empty during the day)! We all knew where our teammates were located, and unfortunately I was the first one caught by a member of Team B! My acquaintances from Team B plied me with questions about my teammates and their locations, but I held steady and wouldn’t tell! Then one of the B Team ladies decided She had a way to ‘make me’ talk!

So that day, I was held down across a bunk bed and tickled by the remaining members of the group! I suddenly flashed back to that day and the tickling I received at the hands and fingers of those kids! I remember how they tickled me all over and wouldn’t let up! The ticklers in that group had my shirt pulled up to expose my torso, bra covered breasts and part of my tummy! With camp members holding my limbs securely, the others took turns on my ribs, tummy armpits and feet! Even though their skills were average at best, the tickling was MUCH more intense than I had every received before or since! The camp members didn’t stop until I had lost most of my sanity and all of my dignity! I remember being wrecked beyond belief, until I was a panting, gasping shell of myself! I remember my screams of laughter and a multitude of noises that erupted helplessly from my mouth! The embarrassment came from both my having to recognize my ticklishness AND how all these other kids saw me in my most helpless, **** ticklish state!

Thinking back, I’m sure by the end I was bug-eyed and drooling from the intensity of the group torturing me for the information! It was as though they all had lightning in their fingers and sent it coursing through my body all at once! I had no shame in giving up the locations of my other “spy” teammates”, in fact doing so with great volume and enthusiasm! The kids tickling me that day didn’t let up until I squealed out all the names they wanted to hear and then some! I offered anything and everything to get them to stop! Despite bargaining to do a multitude of chores for the ticklers, they ignored my offers and tickled me intensely and relentlessly! I was only spared when one of the adult instructors was seen heading to the bunk house!

My memories of my own experience were barely finished when I was jolted back to the current day…

After Jane’ comment, the group holding Tam down began peeling her shirt up slowly, working it off one arm at a time so She had no chance of a sudden escape from their clutches!

“What are you DOING?” Squealed the diary stealer!

Evidently, by pure instinct and subconscious thought, I found myself right up front in a gap in the crowd that was surrounding the ‘play area’ where the action was going to soon happen! I glanced over and saw my friend Daria watching the activities, a smile of satisfaction and a look of expectation in her bright eyes! I knew she’d been hanging with the coed group long enough to know what was coming, and her obvious joy of anticipation meant something wild, exciting or crazy was about to happen!

I heard some murmurs in the students in the audience of spectators! Some must have seen these events before because someone said,

“Oh Geese…She’s gonna get it now!”

Judging by the scene before me, with the girl stretched out and now to the delight of the onlookers topless, I was at least 80% sure I knew what was planned.

The sweet but now sweetly vengeful voice of Amy confirmed my suspicions!

The cute, brown haired girl said, “Relax, little sister…We’re just getting you ready! You know what we do! We’re gonna tickle you to absolute bits!”

The spectators that were new that day gave some gasps and murmurings as that information hit their ears and minds!

The sister Tam may or may not have known about her twin’s tickle fixation and that of the group’s….But She responded the way ANY girl would!

“YEAH?” She babbled. “I’m not ticklish!”

THAT comment brought back another significant memory—This one from just a couple months earlier!

Tammy and I had been at someone’s house and sitting around a big fire pit in their backyard. There were benches, but not enough space for everyone to have a seat. It was cool weather, but only lightweight sweatshirts or pullover shirts were needed.

Tammy had been asked to shift and make room on the bench, but She protested and refused to move! One of the other kids decided to urge her to move! A girl named Nancy was standing behind my buddy and after a minute or so of Tam’s refusal, she decided to take matters into her own hands (or fingers)! The girl goosed (or tasered) my friend’s ribs from behind, and right through the lightweight shirt!

I remember how Tam squealed and yelped and almost slid off of the bench to try to escape the tickling fingers! The girl kept her hands on her, even slipping them under her shirt while a girl attacked my friend from another angle! It was a brief tickle ****, lasting until Tam complied and made room on the bench! I definitely remembered how easily She was made into jello by such nonchalant, unplanned tickling!

So today, hearing Tam insisting She was NOT ticklish? That was a recipe for disaster from the start! None of Amy’s friend’s even needed to know her response at the bonfire! The group was obviously very skilled at pinning a person down, and the only reason to have THAT knowledge was to hold a person down while massively tickling them!

The way this group worked, and the look on all their faces… I could tell they were skilled at tickling! I knew then it was going to be a long day for my friend Tammy!

I regained my focus and saw my friend stretched out! With people on her limbs, the pad pushing her tummy and torso out taut, Tam had no way to escape! That’s when I saw Amy remove her sister’s ankle socks. The cute twin sister tickler didn’t just remove them…She made a teasingly tormenting little display out of the ordeal! While her sister continued to deny her ticklishness, Amy slipped a finger into the back edge of the sock, and peeled it off slowly. Tam’s surprised reaction was because She felt her sister give her a zing along her sole as she removed the sock!

My friend’s yelp was repeated as she removed the second sock and decided to give a firmer touch down the middle of her sole with a

playful fingernail! Tam also seemed to have a bit of a shudder as her feet wiggled from the teasing along her soles! She settled down quickly, but then I was frozen by the sight of Amy’s friend Natalie straddling the girl’s thighs!

“You need to get OFF of me!” The girl protested! She was not only looking at the girl sliding across her thighs, but also trying to look at each of the other members holding her down!

The protests only encouraged the group to appear to hold her more securely! Tam could feel them adding extra pressure!

Jane smiled, “We’re not going ANYWHERE!” Then She added, “Neither are YOU!”

Tammy struggled more, but it was useless! She became angry in her helplessness!

“Fuck YOU!” She glared at Jane! “Fuck ALL of you!”

She said, her voice now more stressed than angry….It seemed to me She was ‘giving in’ to the reality of her fate!

“Just let me UP —RIGHT NOW!” The pinned girl had a resurgence of resistance!

The sweet, innocent looking dark-haired girl was working her fingers into the waistband of the girl’s athletic shorts, out at the far sides of each hip!

Tammy wailed in anguish! “What!? What are you DOING?” She blurted out! “Get your fingers out of there!”

Natalie’s eyes were steady, glancing over the girl’s torso, ribs, waist and now the expanse of hip and tummy flesh! She was stretched out so her slender frame was on full display. The borders of her arm muscles, the large breasts with very stiff nipples, the definition of her ribs were all so visible! Tam’s flat tummy, starting from her ribs and breastbone, extended downward. her softer middle tummy showed her navel and the vague shadows of her tummy muscles or dips. The top of a g-string was visible. My eyes noted her very visible hip bones, and followed the hollows from them to her lower groin areas. All of us could see a lot, but it wasn’t as much as Natalie wanted…Or NEEDED! The athletic shorts were only a few paltry inches below the girl’s bellybutton, but the fabric blocked the view of the lowest few inches of the girl’s still SFW territory—The lowest bit of her tummy and hip grooves!

“Relax…” Natalie said, in a matter of fact tone. We’re gonna tickle you all over, and to absolute bits!” The girl spoke calmly, but her demeanor was so confident it was terrifying! Her fingers seemed to be ready for action, and Tam blurted out, “Don’t you DARE take my shorts off!”

“Hmff, ” Said the girl, a bit of a smile on her lips! “I need these shorts down—For a proper tickling we need ALL your ticklish skin on show!”

She continued…”We’re gonna tickle your tummy more than you’ve ever had done before!”

Tammy started to reply, to protest one more time—“But I’m not tickl—-?”

Natalie gave the girl’s athletic shorts s firm yank down!

‘OMGGG!!!!’ I thought, as I took in the sight!

“OMGGGGG!!!!!” Tam squealed in surprise and SHOCK as She felt the shorts tugged downward!

Skilled Natalie stopped at the perfect level! The athletic shorts were down as far as they could go and still have most of the girl’s privacy still intact OR so it appeared!

The last few inches of her **** low tummy and hip creases were now out there for all to see!

“NOW we have everything we need to see!” The dark haired girl stated, a smile on her lips.

After Tam got over her initial shock and shriek, She was able to quickly breathe herself to normal! Normal didn’t last long, however….

A girl in the audience spoke out! “OMG! She’s shaved!”

That had to be supremely embarrassing! Even I had not seen my friend (or any girl for that Matter) so uncovered except for the communal experience of showering in PE classes over the years! But her g-string was see through, so it was all on display.

“Yessss, “ Hissed Natalie, with obvious glee! “She’s shaved AND stretched out! I’ll bet you can’t move a bit!”

That taunt was a dagger into the girl’s mind! My friend responded with the mental reflex that anyone would have…She tried to wiggle her hips to test her words!

Tammy’s eyes looked even more panicked with the realization of her true immobility!

Amy chuckled. “See, little sister? You’re not going ANYWHERE!” Then she added, “How ticklish did you say you were?”

Even with my lack of experience at such things, I could see the look in her face as her demeanor fell!

That ‘trapped and no way out’ look!

Before She could even ask the question, Natalie gave the next answer!

“And this is gonna last for AGES….” The dark haired tickler said, drawing out that last word in a gleeful tone!

Tam’s eyes were huge circles and her face was one of terror—Terror of facing something and not knowing how bad it would be or when it would end!”

“OKAY! OK!OK!” The girl stuttered. “I can’t—“ She pleaded. “I AM extremely ticklish! You can stop this! I give….”

Natalie grinned at the group’s new subject.

“It doesn’t Matter, baby! We’re gonna tickle you to bits!

Longer than you’ve ever been! For ages—Until our fingers fall off!”

Tam made this sound…A sound like I’d never heard from a strong young athlete before….she whimpered.

It was not just a whimper of simple surrender, but a whimper of prescient defeat!

Natalie’s fingertips began touching her bare skin on her lowest part of her lower tummy…

The tension in the room was palpable….Tam was stretched out so well, her tummy and abdomen arched up…SO immobilized by the team members on her limbs…That whole area totally bare for everyone to see! In this perfect position, with such access and vulnerability , the girl would be SO easy to properly tickle ****!

Like everyone else seeing my friend so perfectly positioned, I immediately thought of tickling! But unless anyone else had been involved in a truly profound tickling, I may have been the only one in the audience who developed that tingling, shivery sensation on the back of my neck and between my shoulder blades—For I KNEW what was coming my friend’s way!

Then there was the innocent-looking dark haired girl sitting on her thighs while just resting her fingertips on the lowest of her tender tummy flesh, just above the waistband of her pulled down shorts!

For the most part, Natalie watched, no, studied that low tummy, and glanced occasionally at the subject’s face!

The sweet girl asked my friend a question.

Natalie said, “So why did you lie about being ticklish?”

From where I stood, the girl was not even moving her fingers. Tam’s own breathing, already irregular from the anticipation of what was to come, caused the contact with her fingers that She could feel so well! It was a truly masterful technique to let her own body create the first torturous touches!

It was also obvious that this short period was a well planned pause for questioning…and the questioning was to increase the girl’s apprehension and her ticklishness!

“I dunno!” Tam whined. “I dunno!”

Amy chimed in…”C’Mon, little sister….You need to tell us…”

Tam’s face became blushed as She thought hard, trying to come up with an answer.

“It’s embarrassing!” She finally blurted.

“Awwww…” Murmured Natalie. “Why?”

The girl laid there, her breathing causing the contact with the girl’s fingertips…I now realized fully that her own involuntary movements were being used against her! My God, these girls and this team were…Amazingly skilled and thoughtful!

Tammy was squirming more under her touch…And obviously more anxious as her small movements couldn’t change a thing! The look on her face was one of stark panic! She MUST be feeling the touch of those fingers even more!

“athletes aren’t supposed to BE this ticklish! And I used to be a man…before the accident!” My friend stated! She sounded angry at her own lack of maleness anymore…Like her body and mind were betraying her! Well….They were!

Natalie grinned, keeping her eyes on her low tummy.

“Yes, you were a man, and now you are….VERY TICKLISH….” She said, very Matter of factly. “And we’re gonna make SURE you know it!”

Now I could see her finger now starting to move…Just barely.

“We’re gonna tickle you for ages…” Sandra added. “Until everyone knows it too!”

“Then you won’t ever need to deny your ticklishness again!” Said Natalie.

Tammy made a noise! A noise of recognition, a whimpering sound from deep in her core!

I began to understand the group’s thinking! There was the **** factor, of course! Tam had been very unwise to steal her sister’s diary, and then to read even a bit of it—That was a sin that even the closest sibling would naturally have to “pay for” I some way!

But another reason for this planned session was to simply expose the girl’s ticklishness, just for the fun of it, I guess? To show her normal vulnerabilities to such a natural thing like tickling!

Now as I watched the scene, Natalie’s fingers were moving…Slowly and methodically…And continuously!

My friend was becoming more panicked as the tickling sensations MUST be increasing!

‘Aw GEHEHEHEHEEZE! AW GEHEHEHEEEZE!” Tam babbled. “That tiHIHIHIckles!”

The dark haired girl smiled. “This can’t be tickling….I’m barely touching you!”

“It ISSSSSSS!!!” Wailed my friend! her face had the serious look EVERY tickled person makes when they get tormented! Serious with a bit of terror!

“Nah….” Natalie said. “I think you’re faking…Just so we stop!”

“No way we’re gonna stop!” Amy said with big sisterly glee!

The girls used her admission of her ticklishness against her! Telling her they didn’t believe her words was an inescapable turn of events! If telling the truth wasn’t going to satisfy her tormentors, how would the helpless girl EVER get them to stop? Tam’s face immediately became more frantic as they had just closed down her only way to obtain mercy!

Worse than that was how my friend’s reactions were just getting more pronounced! It was obvious that Natalie’s fingers were increasing the sensations and making her even more ticklish!

As Tam squirmed and squealed, I watched her tummy under the dark-haired girl’s fingertips! Her relentless touching and grazing with her fingertips and nails was causing little spasms or ripples in the flesh under her touch! And when Natalie caused and found a spasm, she honed in on it with a single fingertip, focusing her tickling energy right into that obviously ultra sensitive spot!

Tammy tried to hold her reactions in check…but failed miserably! It was incredibly unfair how easily the girl’s fingers teased and elicited more spasms and more laughter!

“HA! HO!” My friend gurgled. “Uhhhh…OOOHOHOHOHOHGohohohodHAHAHAHAHA!”

I was amazed at how quickly this girl was turning my buddy into a frantic mess!

But as I watched, transfixed at the interactions, the reason became clear!

This girl Natalie was incredibly gifted with the skills of her fingers, but it was her FOCUS on the responsive flesh under her control that was sending my friend into higher and higher levels of anguish from her tickling! I know she was watching her sometimes for her reactions, but mostly she studied the area she was working on…

Once she elicited the small involuntary spasms, or twitches…Natalie stayed on them using just one fingertip to tease and tickle….Until the spasm was constant and uncontrollable, a small rippling wave of sensitized flesh! The spasm turned to a ripple and the ripple became more pronounced…a small tidal wave….then as she continued…the tickled flesh seemed to develop a mind of its own….and it was having convulsions under her relentlessly teasing and torturous touch! And each level of tickling created more involuntary movements for her to identify and work on….OMG! Tam simply didn’t stand a chance to hold up against this degree of intense tickling!

The energy from Natalie’s touch bore into the girl’s very essence! Her methods weren’t to produce a superficial tickling experience like an observer usually sees! Her fingers’ energy went into and through her flesh, then invaded —Emanating from the point of tickling to everywhere through and through! The girl wasn’t being tickled just on her body but the sensations were taking over her mind as well! Natalie’s methods were designed for a profound degree of tickling…Tickling to her very CORE!

I felt both mesmerized AND shuddery on the inside! My neck and back of my shoulders tingled from not just seeing the tickling….It was SO intense, so PROFOUND…I was experiencing it myself!!! Or re-experiencing it! Seeing this intense tickling brought back my memories of my own experience of being held down and tickled to absolute bits by my group of friends! But as intense as my own tickling had been, it did not compare to the current day and my friend’s plight!

Tammy was now responding constantly to the dark-haired girl’s expert touch! She was making her way around her taut, immobilized tummy and torso….Tickling, teasing and tickling more as every spasm Natalie created with her skillful fingers earned further focus and deeper concentration from the tickler’s deft fingertips! With every new movement, more sounds of gasping, hoarse and uncontrollable laughter came from Tam’s lips! And the more laughter or noises of anguish were drawn from her, the more the studious Natalie worked on her chosen tickle toy! And those beautiful breasts jiggled as her nipples looked like they could pierce diamonds.

Then, the girl slid her fingers on either side of Tam’s stretched out torso, finding the lowest inches of her V Lines, or groin creases! OMG! I KNEW these lines were some of the most sensitive spots on anyone and everyone! I swallowed in agony in place of my poor friend!

At the first touch on her hip creases, Tam made a little noise…A low, **** noise from deep in her throat! As if trying to stifle an even louder sound that threatened to erupt from her lips! Or maybe from deep within her very core….

Natalie’s smile refreshed as her eyes didn’t need to look to know the tickle toy’s expressions! Oh, she stole quick glances to enjoy brief moments of her face of ticklish terror, but mostly she stayed in her studious mode, now watching the skin ahead of her fingers in her hip hollows!

Tammy had reduced her pace of breathing and regained a small bit of control but quickly lost it all at her touch on this new territory!

The skillful fingers and thumbs of the tickle torturer pressed forward, even firmer….

Almost reflexively my friend blurted out, “Not THERE!”

I was nearly dizzy as Tam’s face was so distraught from the tickling to come….She almost looked as though She would cry!

Natalie replied, “Yes… THERE!” Her fingers began to move a bit, creating the spasms in a new line of ultra sensitive girl flesh!

Tammy’s eyes bugged out and She pleaded with her most pitiful ‘little girl face’—

“PLEEASE NOT THERE!!!”

“But why NOT?” Asked Natalie, smiling at her predicament!

She began moving her fingers upwards, toward her waist on each side—Where the hip bones provided an easily seen destination!

The girl had no answer! She only whimpered….A pathetic little mewl of knowing surrender to her fate! She knew from her tummy tickling exactly what was going to happen with this path of ticklish flesh, but She couldn’t stop it, so why try? her whimper said it all!

Natalie watched the skin ripple ahead of her advancing fingertips, as they skimmed and teased and pressed and massaged northward…

As I watched this tickler girl use her fingers so easily, I saw the same ripples she did and heard and saw the responses from my poor helpless friend!

As those fingers chased the ticklish ripples farther upward from her low tummy up to her waist and hipbones, Tam’s sounds of gurgling, partially stifled laughter became higher, and louder…And her eyes began wider and more panicked as She was becoming deeply aware of her newfound ticklishness! I mean, I know from my one experience how you can be surprised with tickling and simply respond involuntarily…But in a shorter, quicker tickle attack it’s over and done with in a brief period of time!

This young woman was not interest in speed, but the slow exploration of my friend’s helpless, immobilized tummy and pelvis…For Natalie it was like a slow unwrapping of a present! With each new finger placement, each new massage upward, more of the girl’s ticklishness was being uncovered…and discovered! The worst part for Tam was the slow methodical action on her pelvis just built and built her own self awareness of a ticklishness She never realized She had! her own experience at being tickled was brief and was right to the point PHYSICALLY! Natalie’s slow, methodical methods worked on her mind as well as her physically ticklish form! As her fingertips explored her hip creases, the girl’s eyes bugged out and her face, already with a look of panic, became frantic from her own awareness of how ticklish She really might be!

Then came her verbal surrender…

“JESUS!” Tam blurted. “ThAHAHAHAHAHAHAt REHEHEHHALLY TICKLESSSHAHAHAHAHA!” her head lolled from side to side as She tried to distract herself from the relentless sensations of those fingers teasing up along the most sensitive lines on a human body!

“C’Mon….” Natalie murmured, not hesitating a bit. “It can’t be tickling that much…I’m barely doing anything….”

That’s when I saw the first look of sheer and deep panic on my friend’s face! When her admission of ticklishness was met with her tickler’s disbelief—THAT is a incredibly terrifying situation for the one being tickled!

The girl’s face changed to a serious look and her tone of voice became urgent! “It DOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHES! IT DOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOESSAHAHAHAHAHA!”

But then She couldn’t hold up under the relentless motions of Natalie’s fingers as she drew more ticklishness out of hER—-Or actually, maybe she pressed and teased more ticklishness INTO her!

In any event, Tam wailed a pitifully long noise of a tickled person’s lament— A noise that only comes when your ticklishness is being exposed and your torturer seems to be unaware of it!

Jane added to my buddy’s mental distress when She added, “I’ve never seen a so called athlete THIS ticklish!”

THAT comment made Tam’s eyes reel in desperation! “NO PLEASE—“

Further words were cut short as Natalie reached the girl’s hips and began massage tickling and vibrating those wonderfully visible bony projections as they stood out so nicely… Skin covered targets for a tickler’s fingers and thumbs!

Tammy screamed and shuddered under her touch and her voice dissolved into helpless ticklish laughter!

Natalie smiled. “I dunno, Amy..Maybe She really is that ticklish!

Amy grinned at her sister’s plight! “I guess you’ll just have to see!”

“Yeah, I’m not stopping anytime soon!” Natalie stated. “Not until my fingers fall off!”

My friend whimpered again at that bit of information! The girls were obviously just toying with Amy’s helpless sibling, intentionally adding to her mental frenzy while the one was physically tickling her!

I know in my heart that even if Tam KNEW their comments were said just to enflame her tickled girl’s mind, it wouldn’t have Mattered! The effects, I feel, would have been just as devastating on her psyche!

The two ticklers talking ABOUT her but not AT her now increased Tam’s frenzied look! her voice was now a blend of cackling laughter, then gurgles of deeper sounds as the dark haired expert focused on her hips! Firmer pressing of her thumbs gave a couple of good shrieks of laughter from the helpless tickle toy!

Natalie’s eyes gleamed with that response and she smiled, “THERE you go!”

The innocent looking dark haired girl had a look on her face that is hard to describe, but one I will never, ever forget! It was as though she was an explosives expert focused on the most serious bomb threat in the world! Her eyes gleamed in the satisfaction of knowing she had my stretched out friend totally under her control, helpless to do anything but react to her tickling! But her look was MORE than that!

Her eyes were focusing on the ripples and creases of her immobilized pelvis, tummy and hip areas…Only occasionally flicking to the girl’s face at this time!

The innocent student Natalie was using her fingers at the sides of Tam’s hip bones to stabilize her for the relentless onslaught of her talented thumbs! Thumbs that were massaging, pressing, wiggling, and vibrating the area surrounding her hip bones! Then came the circular motions of her so very focused instruments of tickle ****!

My friend was a howling, panting and gasping mess! She reflexively tried to raise her head to make eye contact as She blurted out quick and emphatic pleas for mercy!

“JESUS!” “OH GOD!” “PLEASE!” Tam blurted, unable to keep her head up for very long! her stretched out position and the physical duress of the tickling wouldn’t allow it! It’s amazing how religious She became with the influence of Natalies expert fingers and thumbs!

But it was her focused semi-smile of satisfaction that made me cringe inside!

It was not a mean smile in any way….It was the smile of deep satisfaction that only comes from a person who is a master of their craft and enjoys every second of their chosen profession! It was so obvious that this girl was VERY experienced at tickling and tickle ****, and that she deeply loved every millisecond of the activity!

And that she was going to instill that deep intensity into my friend’s mind and body using her skillful thumbs! Her deft wiggling and waggling and circling of her hips was boring into her tickled girl’s brain!

Tammy went from her religious phase to a more serious mode of spluttering laughter and noises! Huffing and puffing, sounds of “ERRRRRGGG” and “GAHHHH!” As She tried to regroup and hold off the ticklish sensations by squirming her hips, writhing under her touch! Yes, my friend was subconsciously trying to get away from those tickling fingers and thumbs, or to dislodge them from their targets to obtain a respite!

“Where you goin’?” The bright eyed Natalie teased.

Amy added, “Is little sister wanting to leave?” She laughed, with no sympathy at all for her diary thief!

The true knowledge of her ticklish fate was appearing in her wild eyes and shocked face! her attempts at dislodging the torturous fingers were failing…Her only destination was more ticklishness from Natalie’s expert thumbs!

Pure and utter desperation makes you do all kind of things! Faced with the relentless hip tickling, my friend went from religious to semi defiant to …. Cursing!

Her face was extremely tense as the tickling sensations she’d could not stop and could not tolerate were overwhelming her body, her senses, her poor overworked mind!

Staring at the ceiling with her mouth gaped open and her eyes panicked, Tam uttered “AWW—-FUCK!FUCK!FUCK!”

One of the girls holding her chuckled “Poor thing…”

Natalie’s eyes glistened as she KNEW she had their tickle toy all stressed out! Her thumbs and fingers stayed on her while it appeared to this spectator that her lean arms reset themselves anew and pressed in a bit more….

Tammy released a frantic wail of surrender as another wave of ticklishness overtook her!

Natalie’s thumbs just kept ON the sensitive flesh just inside and below the prominences of the hip bones! Pressing and wiggling, moving in tight little circles as they began a devilishly effective vibrating motion!

Tammy wailed and shrieked in helpless laughter! her inability to move HAD to be adding to her anguish and her insanity as the dark haired girl just wouldn’t stop! Without moving her thumbs from the area of what would be her hip pockets on a pair of jeans, Natalie began adding her fingertips into the small area of **** ticklishness! It looked like she started with the first two fingers but quickly all of her digits were vibrating her hip hollows! And the girl was freaking RELENTLESS!!!

Seeing my friend tickled so intensely brought back memories of my own experience being tickled by my group of friends at the camp! I remembered how bad it was being pounced on and held down briefly and being tickled to what I thought was an **** level…But my experience was in no way like my poor friend who had made a bad choice in violating her sisters’ utmost privacy! This tickling was so much more planned, so much more thorough…So much more PROFOUND than what I had endured! Everyone in the group of holders securing my friend was intently watching the tickler! Amy and Jane, and this girl ‘D’ …Those not holding, but seemingly waiting patiently for what? I guessed they were awaiting their turn at tickling or some other task!

But they were also watching the dark haired friend doing her worst (?Best) to my helpless friend!

Tammy was actually past the point of helpless! she’d been tickled at an extremely high level for what seemed a fairly long time now—I couldn’t say because I was mesmerized by the entire process! Even for me, the innocent bystander, it seemed like forever, considering how quickly the overstimulation had become ‘intolerable’ ! Tam was in that physical and MENTAL zone of ticklish anguish where seconds feel like minutes and minutes like hours!

But as I stood transfixed by the sights and sounds of her experience, I began to realize the difference between this ‘session’ and my own and other tickling I had seen!

This girl Natalie, and the others, most likely…Were primarily into the tickling process ITSELF! It was obvious that they were using her body and mind as a gauge of how well they were performing the science and ART of tickling (and tickle ****)! Yes, they were monitoring Tam’s reactions… Watching for every nuance of her body language, her breathing patterns, her every little squirm or twitch under their (Natalie’s) fingers! They also studied her eyes and face for every small hint of her responses, however minor, that might give them a new bit of knowledge about her sensitivities and how they could best use that information to increase her ticklishness!

Not just for her ticklishness (although She was the current subject under their control), but for every subject they would ever encounter after her!

If physical tickling and laughter and general anguish were the goals, they had pretty much surpassed that! My friend was a laughing, squirming, panting mess from what had been done so far! But I realized that their reason was not just to tickle her body…But her mind as well!

Natalie (and the group) were focused on driving her to heights of vulnerability and sensitivity that She had never experienced before…Then together, to enjoy her new found self awareness of her true level of ticklishness!

They intended to tickle her to absolute bits…To tickle her to her very CORE!

I came out of my inward daze to see the dark haired girl still massaging my friend’s hips! My God, how long had it been on her exquisitely ticklish hips? Tam was sounding more hoarse from her initial begging, laughing and mindless babbling!

The tickle torturer added a verbal little poke into her overworked body and mind!

“What are you feeling right now?” Murmured Natalie. Her voice was not threatening, or taunting at this point…The girl just wanted…Knowledge!

My friend’s face showed She was spent! She had been laughing and crying out in anguish and her brief pause let her tickler have the chance for her question.

“It tickles…..it tickles…..” Tam gurgled, her mouth hanging open, her voice barely audible after being teased and tormented for so long!

“My God….” I murmured. I couldn’t believe what I was witnessing! My young friend was sweating and looked very disheveled from her tickling experience so far. Natalie was STILL pressing her thumbs at her hips and the surrounding area, but it seemed had backed off on the most intense pressure…The girl was still moaning, but sucking in more air, a reflex from her body wanting to be ready in case there was more! I felt heat to my own core. And Tammy’s nipples were a stiff as ever. Even though Tammy was calming a bit, I sensed She knew there was more tickling to come!

I DID know for sure! No one was easing the pressure on her limbs! Plus, they all were keeping their eyes mostly on Natalie and Amy for their next moves.

Tammy made a whimpering little noise of “Ah ho….Ah ho…” as her head moved slowly from side to side… Then I realized what I was hearing!

My poor tickled out friend was trying to say “Ah no…Ah no…”

But her brain an body, both frenzied by the intense tickling, could not form the correct words! OMGGGGGGG! I thought to myself…She’s already incoherent….And they had only just begun on Tam’s obviously ticklish body!

Then Amy, sweet faced Amy, the other innocent looking female tickler, offered her request…

“It’s time we tickled her FEET!” She stated, her eyes aglow with anticipation! The smiles on both her and Natalie’s faces were so…. gleeful! There are few examples of total and deliberate sisterly joy that compare to the imminent **** to be taken out on a terribly misbehaved younger sister! Amy was now stationed between the girl’s feet, and the leg holders slightly readjusted themselves to increase the immobility of her legs! THEY knew what new overstimulation was heading her way! And even more fun was that my friend realized it too!

“AH! Nooo…” Tam babbled, able to recover her senses enough to enunciate her wishes properly! But her recuperation was only temporary!

Amy, being the best older sister she could be, raked her fingertips (with her perfect, ‘just long enough’ nails) from under the edge of her heels to the underside of her immediately wiggling toes! Of course her nails made their presence known all along the path on her smooth soles!

“AAAAHAHAHAHAAIEEHEEHEHEHEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHAAHAHA!!!” My friend shrieked with the newfound intensity of total surprise!

That noise of ticklish agony that came from Tam’s mouth was mind altering, at least to me! It was because even though She HAD to know her sister was going to attack her feet, her methods were so good that it didn’t Matter!

As expert a tummy and hip tickler She had just endured in the form of Natalie, she now faced her own sister, who was obviously the designated foot tickler of the group!

Then, with a mischievous grin on her lips, sweet little Amy gave a simple command to her teammates securing her sister’s legs!

“Hold those feet still, please!” The foot tickler requested!

And the holders? Not to leave their expertise and understanding without praise! Just after the first couple passes of Amy’s fingers up and down her younger sibling’s soles, the leg holders were already working BEFORE Amy’s official request to take hold of my friend’s wiggling toes! Before she had finished her command, they already had her feet totally immobilized and her toes held back!

And Natalie? That dark haired princess of tickling had quietly made her way around to kneel beside her friend Amy…I was actually a bit startled when I realized she had so silently come to this end to the table, so to speak!

I had shifted a bit so I could see exactly the same view that the two ticklers enjoyed! Once I was able to see them from the proper angle, even the novice observer in me could see the attraction of Tam’s feet!

I had noted much earlier that my friend had somewhat narrow feet, but now they were even more stretched out and immobilized (just like her tummy and hips)! The other thing I noticed about her feet was how they were simply pristine…All smooth and white, with no calluses or rough spots to distract one or to ‘work around’….The ball of her foot was well defined, with a definite crease between the more rounded ball of flesh and the smooth skin to the side and below! That crease, even though small, would give a tickler a great starting point for a fingernail or fingertip to start a journey, either circling the ball of the foot playfully or sliding downward in a more threatening manner, to the entire sole of the foot and then heel. Again, the heel had no thickened skin for interference or protection…It would be totally **** to whatever tickling girls like Natalie and tickling twin sisters like Amy chose to do…!

I can’t ignore the very middle of the girl’s feet—Her arches! Those arches were not flat, but had the perfect amount of curve to them…Curves that foretold their vulnerability and sensitivity! Ticklish curves that would HAVE to accept whatever finger motions the girls decided on using!

As I finished my ‘inner’ thoughts, I realized the two teammates were discussing my friend’s exposed feet!

Amy was tracing a single nail in the area beside Tam’s ball of her right foot!

“How about here, like I was talking about?” Smiled Amy.

Natalie replied, “Oh yeeeeah…” with the terrifying drawn out phrase of a truly satisfied tickler. Jesus! Natalie wasn’t even into the full motions yet and she was already absorbed by her position of absolute power! She barely started touching the girl with her own fingernail on the same location on her left sole! The two were going to have a great time on my friend’s poor feet, at the cost of her dignity and embarrassment at her helpless situation! But mostly, her helpless ticklishness was going to be used against her!

Tam was already in total hysteria! She MUST have very sensitive feet, I thought to myself!

“OGOHOHOHOD! OGOHOHOHOD!” The girl wailed. “That TIHIHIHIHIHHICKLES!” Tam tried to raise her head to make eye contact but couldn’t hold up for very long!

She was already panting as if she’d run a half marathon! This was going to be so easy for the tickling girls!

“Yeah?” Amy smiled. “Where are we tickling?” She KNEW her friend would want to make the girl tell about her feelings and sensations!

“My FEHEHEHEET! MY FEHEHEHEET!” Squealed Tam!

“C’Mon….” Natalie grinned. “What part of your feet?”

Wow! I smiled to myself! I was realizing how Natalie was just too much! She was a talented tickler, but was also such a tickle scientist and psychologist!

Natalie lived not just for the physical tickling, but to really get inside the mind of whatever tickle toy she had under her power that day! Making the tickled girl name a spot while dissolving in ticklish hysteria? Now THAT is pure tickle **** at the very maximal levels!

The girls traced one single finger down the center of each foot, pressing a bit harder and wandering from side to side a bit! Tam was shuddering all over, trying to break contact with those digits!

“The bottoms!” My friend said!

“Nooooo…” Natalie grinned. “Amy, I guess we’d better SHOW her!”

With that, the dark haired girl used all her fingers at once and set them at the base of her toes! Amy followed her motions! As her sister readied her digits, Tam shrieked in anticipation of the sensory overload She KNEW was going to come!

“AHAHAHAHAHAMY!” She screamed. “SHIHIHIHIHIS!!!” She then gathered herself. “AHHAHAHAHAHA SHIHIHIHIT NOHOHOHOHO!” She spat out!

The two ticklers RAKED their nails down her soles!

Good GOD! My friend was beside herself in ticklish agony!!! She screeched to high heaven as they raked back up and then down!

“Where?” Natalie demanded again!

Tam wailed as they tickled more! And her voice broke down into frantic blubbering! “I’m sorry! I’m SORRY! I’MSORRY!I’MSORREE!!!”

Amy smiled. “She really DOESN’T know!”

“For REAL?” Natalie chuckled. “SOLES!” The tickle torturer called out!

Both took one last, shivering rake down her sensitive soles! her whole freaking body appeared to ripple under that touch! She jolted like she’d been hit by an electrical current!

“AAHAHAIIYeeHeHe!!!” Shrieked my helpless friend! It was tough watching this girl about the same age get tickle tortured like that….But somehow…I was starting to enjoy her predicament!

Then Amy began using her fingers in a spidery fast motion and brought those scribbling fingertips into her arch! Natalie followed quickly!

“NOW where?” The dark hair tickler asked! She gave firmer scratching into the curve of her smooth arch! Of course, Tam’s loving sister did the same!

“FUCK! FUCK! OH FUCK!” Tam screamed! “MY HAHAHAHAHAHARCHES! MY ARCHES!”

“THERE you go!” Natalie said! Her eyes were concentrating on the softness of the girl’s smooth curve of that section of her foot! She obviously was not going to miss anything about her perfect and pristine feet!

Then, out of the side of my vision, I saw the “D” girl move toward the action! She slipped a thick towel under each heel so the floor was covered, but from —Wow! The helper had a bottle of coconut oil in her hand and unsnapped the cap! She held it near Tam’s feet!

“Ready for this?” Daria asked, smiling. She freakin’ knew the answer! That query was just to send a jolt of torment into my friend’s mind! By this time, the least experienced person on the planet would know that every new thing this team did was going to add to the girl’s ticklishness!

Geeze! Part of me wanted to feel sorry for my friend in her current state of immobility and duress….But I was too enthralled with the methods, the techniques, the mental **** they were putting my friend through!

And make no mistake—Now I WANTED to see what this oil would do! My friend brain went from thinking “OMG! Sorry buddy!” to “Hee hee…Sorry buddy, they’re gonna get you so GOOOOOD!”

Maybe Amy read my mind, or she just wanted to add to her sister’s mental anguish…But she answered by question with a warning to Tammy!

“This is REALLY gonna tickle with the slippery oil!” She sang out to whoever didn’t know!

I shivered inside with that answer….Tammy groaned!

Daria was careful to dribble oil on her hand and slather it over the girl’s soles, being careful to keep the oil from the holders’ fingers! I could tell that the oil was so slippery that if it got onto their fingers and Tam’s toes, the holders would have a difficult time keeping my friend’s feet immobile!

As soon as those perfect narrow feet were slathered in oil, the two best friend ticklers attacked! They went after the girl’s soles and arches with their fingers kept tight in a line so a row of nails could be skittered and skimmed quickly across her sensitive skin!

Tammy screeched even more, but her voice was sounding hoarse! It looked like both of them were just concentrating on whatever crease or fold they could find, and using the ‘brushing’ motions of their hands as though they were shining a pair of shoes!

I was relishing my friend’s agony at this point! her sensitivity was so obvious and being used for maximum effect! her voice was all over the place in tone and volume, all sorts of nonsense coming from her mouth! Her words were only partially coherent but getting worse and worse!

D held out two medium sized hairbrushes…The handles fit easily into the girls hands, and the bristles were flexible plastic with silicone balls at each tip! I could tell that with the oil making Tam’s feet a slippery mess, there was no way the two were NOT going to use the brushes on her soles!

Amy grinned and said gently, “Ready, little sister?”

My poor friend didn’t really stand a chance! Immobilized and stretched out over the pillow, all four limbs pressed tightly to the carpet, She could only raise her head a short distance! Even then, the fatigue from the tickling made it difficult for her to keep her head up even to make eye contact with the two torturers at her feet!

The two girls just glanced at each other, both with their eyes gleaming…It was like a contest, each waiting for the other to strike first! The air between them was charged even thought they didn’t spend long at all in waiting…Amy moved her hand first! Natalie instantly followed, not wanting to be left out or too far behind!

Tammy’s twin sister and her friend began brushing the sister’s oily feet!

The sister began hollering for them to stop!

“GOD! NO! PLEASE!” Was as far as my friend got before the silicone tips on the flexible plastic bristles overwhelmed her senses! The motions of the brushes going back and forth, up and down, in what had to be varying degrees of pressure on her soles, her arches, the heels, and the balls of each foot!

The feet are so packed with nerve endings that its really just unfair!

Unlike the studious exploration Natalie had done on the girl’s tummy and hips…The feet were much less area and yet so very sensitive!

The two friends and teammates had already raked, scribbled, scraped and scratched my buddy’s feet to perfection! They already knew her worst areas, so now it was just a matter of repeating the same treatment with the oil and brushes! For her arches, the balls of her feet, and her heels, it was simply a hundred times worse with the addition of the oil!

The lubricant obviously served to increase her ticklish sensations immensely! The girls knew it and took full advantage while little sister did squeal like a baby and plead her sister for mercy!

“SIHIHIHIHIHIS!” Tam cajoled. “NOHOHOHOHO! PLEAHAHAHAHASE! YOU GOTTA STOHOHOHOP!”

“You shoulda not taken her diary!” The dark haired tickler advised, her brush going every which way and lighting the girl’s feet like they were on fire! Then she added some speed and pressure on her poor sensitive feet!

Tammy screamed at the added sensation and intensity! “Shihhihihihihihihit! I HAHAHAHAHAHATE youHOUHOUHAHAHAHA!” She babbled.

Natalie smiled and brushed on …and ON! Amy did as well, making her twin a helpless mess! Then the sweet faced twin sister asked D for a favor! She nodded her head at her sister’s toes … and the helper girl knew just what to do! Daria slathered oil on the underside of my friends’ toes, being careful to keep the holders fingers dry!

Tammy felt the oil an tried to jerk her body spastically to escape—But there was none! The two girls immediately set in on the underside of her toes, angling the sides of those medium hairbrushes for best contact!

My friend screamed in ticklish agony, and began a staccato series of “Sorry!SORRY!SOOOORRRY!” The hair brushing experts swished those newest tools back and forth, a couple rows of bristles sliding along the underside the bodies of her toes and and making sure everyone heard poor Tam’s embarrassing apologies!

Her pleas were not specific to anything in particular or She would have apologized for the theft and holding hostage of Amy’s diary! her words were simply the mindless babbling from her ticklish hysteria—The sensations were obviously just too much and too overwhelming! Daria added oil every so often to keep her ticklish toes and feet well lubricated, and I started to wonder if those two were EVER going to stop with their favorite tools!

Then, they each slowed down and paused the tickling….I sighed in relief FOR my friend as her panting was now very audible and a gasping quality! Now, it seemed, my friend would be allowed a break!

But not for long! As Tam began thanking the two, they each put down the hairbrushes and began slipping some sort of gloves on their hands!

Amy smiled. “We aren’t finished yet, little sister!”

“Not nearly finished!” Stated Natalie. “Miles to go!”

Those comment made ME cringe FOR the girl!

“AAAaaaaaaah GAAAWD…!” Tam panted in anguish.

I got a better look at the gloves and realized what they were—-Pet grooming gloves! The kind with silicone nubs all over the fingers and palms! Jesus—Those things were going to be SO incredibly ticklish for her! And stretched out Tam couldn’t see the impending doom that was about to be unleashed on her!

That Daria girl slathered MORE oil on her feet and stepped back out of the way. Four hands with pet grooming gloves began swirling over my buddy’s soles, working a ticklish massage as it appeared they were going to try to work the oil directly through her skin and into her mind itself!

“YIIII—EEEEE!” My friend unleashed a loud squeal of total surprise!

Another scream of ticklish agony filled our ears but soon the girl fell into a state of moaning anguish! She burst out in uncontrollable laughter and begging! She took time to try to eke out one quick question between great rasping gulps of air!

“WHA—-“ The tickle toy gasped! She couldn’t finish her question, but the girls knew what She was asking!

Army took a couple of of seconds from the physical **** and held up one gloved hand!

“SHIT!” The tormented girl hissed out, realizing what was causing those new and deep sensations on her tender, pristine soles!

The girls resumed the motions! Now each well oiled foot had two gloves sliding and wallowing all over her creases! The tickle toy screamed out in ticklish agony once more, but those gloved fingers and palms just kept on her!

From my own tickling before, I realized how immensely sensitive a person’s feet can be! I knew it was pure hell to have someone going after the small area that is your sole and arch, but my friend had the added bonus of multiple hands and oiled flesh to increase her experience to a new level of intensity!

Natalie was working away, then asked Daria for “..A bit more oil, please”

The girl unsnapped the cap and drizzled more lubricant on Tam’s feet, while my friend yelped out in surprise! Evidently, even a tiny bit of fresh oil revitalized her skin’s sensitivity! her blubbering laughter became MORE frantic after the new oil was applied!

The girls weren’t stopping, even finding new ways to add to my friend’s distress! Amy discovered that working her gloved thumbs into her arches sent her twin sister into a very hysterical place!

“Look here!” The sweet faced girl called to her friend! Natalie glanced over to watch and immediately imitated those motions on Tam’s other arch!

Tammy’s laughing became gurgling and babbling as She was starting to tire….Sfe was seemingly becoming more fatigued under the girls’ expert fingers…Her laughter dissolving into…just gasping and rasping as it took more of her energy just to keep enough air in her lungs for breathing! Even to the novice onlooker like me, I could tell her level or quality of ticklishness was becoming different in some way!

The two girls at her feet couldn’t see her facial expressions very well, but one of the holders at her arms gave a report!

“Oh yeah!” Amelia said, her face beaming in recognition. “You’re gettin’ her now!”

Getting her? I tried to process that comment, while my friend’s voice began blending into a constant moan…and then that faded! I shifted so I could see Tam’s face more clsearly!

The girls kept working her feet with their gloves…Those perfect, narrow, oiled feet!

My friend’s face was like someone who was simply not there anymore…Her mouth was open….she was taking in air only….the only sound coming out was her exhalations…She was past the point of laughing…past the point of coherent speech…just little whimpers and mewls were coming from her gaping mouth! her EYES! My friend’s eyes were no longer focusing, or at least not for very long…

But her eyes did change a couple times, as though TRYING to recapture their clarity…and when they did that…they had an expression of pleading! And not toward the girls at her feet! My friend was past the point of being able to focus on someone so far away! It was obvious that in this tickle induced stupor, Tam was looking ANYWHERE for mercy…for ANY sort of pity…. Anything that would make the tickling stop! My tickled out friend did manage a small noise, a squeak as it were…Again, trying to get ANY bit of communication across to anyone in the group without having to use words She just couldn’t form!

Watching her ‘meltdown’ from tickling was like seeing her entire soul….She had no more secrets left….Those girls had relentlessly uncovered her ticklishness and bared it all for the entire group to see…

More importantly…Tammy seemed to realize something as well….How truly **** and ticklish She really, really was…!

The look of utter helplessness and vulnerability on her face gave me small tingles of warning on the back of my neck…Because for lack of the group’s decision, that could be ME in their power! But that tingling feeling ended quickly as a general warmth came over my body and mind! I felt different…. Awakened by the transformation I had just seen…A girl tickled to bits and to her absolute limits!

Or so I thought! As I found out as the afternoon progressed, I had so much more to learn….

As Tam’s breathing and facial expressions began to go back toward normal, Natalie began quizzing her on the previous activities…

“So….” The dark-haired girl asked. “How was our tickling?”

“Aww, geeeeze…” Tam exhaled. “You know how it was! It was ****!!” her face started to turn angry, but She realized she was still held down. So, she kept calm when She looked like She wanted to spew venom with her comments! She calmed herself and continued!

“You KNEW it tickled bad and you WOULDN’T STOP!” She was starting to pant again!

Daria chimed in…” What was the worst part?”

“Jesus! It was ALL bad!” My friend stammered! “It was ticklish everywhere you touched! Being held down…The oil! And those gloves!”

D spoke again. “Those were pretty bad, huh?”

“Yeah!” My buddy’s eyes glistened in anger. “You KNOW it was! And you kept putting on more oil!!!!”

“Yeah…I did...” The helper girl grinned like She really enjoyed it!

“You fucker….” Hissed my friend! Then She thought better of her smart mouth! “I’m sorry—-“

“That’s okay…” D said. “I’d be the same way!”

Natalie spoke. “You know we’re gonna do more, right?” She said.

Tammy’s face changed entirely—From a semi-defiant name caller to

panicked expression in milliseconds!

My friend’s eyes got wide as She tried to make eye contact with Natalie and her sister! She IMPLORED them to reconsider!!!

“GIRLS!” She blurted in a frantic tone! “PLEASE! C’Mon! I’m TICKLISH! You KNOW I’m ticklish! PLEEEASE!”

“We DO know you’re ticklish, little sister!” Smiled Amy. She was relishing her role as the the ‘evil’ twin sister and tickler!

“Yeah…We knew you were ticklish from the start!” Grinned Natalie. “So why’d you lie?”

“You KNOW why!” The girl said, trying to keep her voice low, but looking more flustered!

The dark haired tickler shook her head just a bit, in that universal sign that she was looking for more…

Tammy could’t stop talking now….But She did try to direct her words toward Natalie and her sister.

“It’s…Aah Geeze…” My friend was really falling apart now! “It’s embarrassing that I’m so sensitive! Athletes, even girl athletes, aren’t supposed to BE so ticklish!” Then She babbled, “And everyone will see…How I couldn’t hold up….” her breathing was as fast as if they were actually tickling her!

Those two girls KNEW She had a bit more confessing to offer…Their silence and her anxiety broke her…

Her voice low….Tammy stammered, “OMG! PLEASE! I - I knew I couldn’t take it!”

Wow! My young strong friend told them everything!

“Not everyone can hear you!” Natalie grinned. “Say it LOUDER!”

My friend was hysterical with the anticipation of another round of profound and thorough tickling! She immediately obeyed the dark haired tickler’s command…As though it would somehow Matter!

“I’M TICKLISH!” My buddy hollered to the ceiling…

Amy grinned. “Again, sister!”

“I”M TICKLISH! I”M TICKLISH AND I CANT TAKE IT!” The girl bellowed in another level of mental surrender! She looked so distraught…So helpless….

It was funny how She added that last bit, hoping to buy her way out of what we all knew was inevitable! But no one ever offered that as a trade! They just wanted her to jump through their mental hoops!

GAWWWD! My friend was officially wrecked and they hadn’t even started with their fingers for the next phase of tickling her yet! Tam was panting and groaning in anguish! To be honest…I was really starting to enjoy these games the group was playing…And the effect they were having on poor Tammy!

“Whooooahhhh….” Chuckled someone in the crowd.

“Wow” Called out another girl holding her down. “They’re gonna get you sooo good!”

My buddy was still increasing her panic mode—And who could blame her after the torment she’d just bee through? But then my thoughts went to her writhing and spasming…Her stretched out torso, tummy and hips…Her pitiful little meltdown face…So who could blame THEM for wanting to tickle her more? If it meant more of the same endearing looks and behavior…Why NOT? And even better, her large breasts had some of the stiffest nipples I had ever seen.

Natalie spoke quietly. “Here’s what we are gonna do…” She started out very slowly….”We’re gonna tickle your tummy and hips again…Slow and methodical…Find every ticklish spot you have…”

Tammy was freaking out! “You already DID that!” She started panting as though she’d run a marathon!

“Yeah…” Natalie kept on toying with her. “But this time—We’re gonna use coconut oil, just like we did on your feet!” She then added, “You know it’s gonna be WAAAY more ticklish this time….”

A girl from the audience teased, “Yeah and they won’t stop until their fingers cramp!”

My friend’s eyes went super wide, and got a wild look to them!

“FUCK! NO—PLEASE!” The girl cursed out in anguish! her face got more frenzied when She realized how much more ticklish it would be with the oil on her skin!

“Fuck YES!” Stated a new voice—It was Jane! She looked at her upcoming tickle toy as though Tam was the last one on earth! Then She continued her comments. “And then….I’m gonna do your ribs!”

OMG! The tone of her voice made Jane sound just like she’d would be an even more intense tickler than Natalie!

As I watched this next scene unfold, I couldn’t help but feel cringy about my own tickling event and how helpless I felt when pounced on by several others!

But my friend was incredibly more **** than I ever was..Held down so securely by these ‘experts’…Immobilized…Her tummy, hips and torso still stretched out…Every square inch of flat skin exposed…Every little dip or crease made visible on her tummy, torso, pelvis and hip area! The ONLY word to describe her and her perfect anatomy was…INVITING!

Because I enjoyed tickling girls, I was in total appreciation for what these two young women and their friends were doing! The gender of their subject was obviously not important to them…My friend had literally become just an opportunity to exhibit and exercise their tickling skills! A true tickle toy for their enjoyment, but also a ticklish person who they could enlighten about her own ticklishness while exposing her weakness to the audience in attendance! A live model for their exquisite methods! I was enthralled with their techniques and their mental games as well. At least for this period of time, Tammy as my friend became less important to me…But Tammy as the tickled subject of the group’s every whim….THAT idea was taking over my mind…

My brain switched from deep contemplation to the reality of the stretched out girl before me! Natalie was on her left side, Amy on the right side of her lower tummy as She was bumped up and stretched out.

Each girl was resting their fingertips on her low to mid tummy area…an area made flat by her position. Held down by the arms so securely, Tam couldn’t see what those devious female hands were doing, but She could FEEL the gentle grazing touch that was resuming on her tender and ticklish tummy! She and the entire group of holders and watchers knew that more tickling was to come…And She was quickly becoming a frantic mess of apprehension and anticipation!

“Oh No! OH NO!” She stuttered. “C’Mon!C’MON!PLEEASE?”

OMG! her whimpering was incredible…I’d never heard sounds like this from anyone being tickled…let alone some ‘strong’ young athlete! Some bits of my conscience WANTED to feel sympathy for my friend…But the innate pull of my human nature was getting the best of me! An ‘innocent’ pull…if you will! A ‘pure’ human nature—I didn’t want the tickle **** for meanness! Like the rest of the group I guess, I DID want it just to EXPLORE—The mind and body and psyche of the stretched out and **** subject of the day…A tickle experiment…or a tickle toy, if you prefer to think of her that way!

One of the girls near her head tried to keep her calm. Was her name Maddy?

“C’Mon, Tammy…” She said. ”Calm down…It’s only tickling……You’re gonna be alright…”. She touched her hair. I deeply wanted Maddy to be tortured next.

“OkOKOK!” My friend babbled, trying her best not to melt down BEFORE the two at her tummy started in on her! To mentally and physically collapse THAT soon would be sooo embarrassing for her! But Jeeze! I still think She was literally on the verge of crying from the pure anguish of her helpless situation!

She calmed down just a little bit, when I saw the two girls do something totally unexpected! Both leaned over and from what I could see of Amy’s face—They placed their MOUTHS on opposite sides of the girl’s tummy! They were on the lowest area of her bare expanse of flesh…And I could see Amy’s lips working against her skin! Natalie was bent over away from me, but I KNEW she was doing the same maneuver!

Amys’ lips appeared to be curled over her teeth, and by pressing in, she was ’working’ the girl’s flesh with a sort of ‘nibbling’ motion! Even more stressful, both young women were adding a murmuring, ‘Nom Nom Nom’ sound that vibrated their lips!

GOD in HEAVEN! My mind reeled seeing this new method, but I was not as surprised as poor Tammy!

With the new and unexpected sensations of ‘mouth tickling’…I swear my friend’s mind went onto some ‘out of body’ experience!!!

The long and intense wail that came from Tam did NOT come from her voice alone! This wail was borne of a thousands of years of her human genetic code! All through history, we humans have responded to unexpected and surprising events that make them wail…I mean REALLY wail! Physical trauma, or the mental anguish of loss or simply great failures…Of goals not achieved! Of circumstances THRUST upon you! This wail that came from Tam’s pitiful and gaping mouth was not just from her mind or body…It was coming from the bits of her DNA, molded by centuries of genetic memories of past instances of human helplessness!

That was it! This wail I heard today was from the unmistakeable inner knowledge of Tam’s mind, body, and genetic code—The awareness of her DNA as it was met by an unforeseen and unstoppable ****, a **** with intensity that is definitely PERCEPTIBLE but NOT measurable!

Not to this human’s mind, anyway…Or any of us, actually!

The two ticklers were working her flesh with their nibbling and gnawing motions to a degree her poor girl brain and body had never felt before!

The wail Tam loosed was a long, haunting combination of total and ABSOLUTE despair…And it came from the depths of her very CORE! It was a culmination of all of her losses to the girls…Her loss of coherent thinking…Her loss of control and independence…Her deep embarrassment at the loss of her own self confidence!

My friend’s wail of ticklish lament also depicted her future….The plan of the two girls to continue using their mouths and lips to send her to even greater heights of incoherent glory as they proved her helpless ticklishness to themselves, to the group, and to her own psyche!

I watched closely as I could see Amy’s performance very well…Her lips pressing on her flesh, her murmurs of ‘MMMM..MMMM…MMMM!’

The older sister was taking full advantage of her twin! Her relentless mouthing was unmerciful! The sister began filling the air with a shrieking, uncontrollable laughter! her head was bobbling from side to side in agony!

Jesus! I thought, how could this girl do this to her own sister? But as I succumbed to the scene before me, being sucked into the strong whirlpool of tickling exuberance, my mind changed to ‘how could she NOT?’ Amy had the look of a scientist seeing something new for the very first time! She had lost all hints of vengeance she may have held, and now just wanted to keep exploring, searching, finding the first and last bit of her **** ticklishness!

The big sister looked up at me from her mouthing of Tam’s flesh!

“C’Mere…”. Amy murmured an offer… I don’t remember moving, but I found myself like…teleported to her side! I still couldn’t believe this situation, but I had to pay attention as she began talking.

“You saw those spasms before?” The brown haired lovely asked.

“Yea…” I answered, afraid to misspeak and be sent back to the crowd!

Amy said, “You cover your teeth like this…” The girl demonstrated, her lips curling over her sharp incisors. “Then you just open your mouth and press around that spasm!”

“Uh huh…” I murmured, still mesmerized by my good fortune!

Amy smiled and resumed her quick lesson. “Then you just kind of bite down…nibble, gnaw…chomp…whatever you feel like doin’ to the poor girl!”

OMG! Her eyes were ablaze with anticipation.

“Are you ready?” My tutor asked. It was difficult for me to tell which of us was more enthusiastic about my first mouth tickling! Amy’s face showed total infatuation with the idea of watching ME perform this particular maneuver!

“Yeah..” I gurgled, my voice raspy. I was almost a bit dizzy. I vaguely remember Tam protesting, even with Natalie still gnawing away across from us!

“BRIANNA!” My friend blurted. “What are you doing?” She said in disbelief!

I was locked in on that taut playground of sensitive flesh…Amy pointed to one small area that was already trembling from the overstimulation, She was already enduring from the relentless Natalie. She grazed it with one gentle fingernail to give me a sure landmark to start my journey!

I couldn’t respond to my friend’s babbling! I just had to concentrate! As I leaned over, I do remember She called me some names! I didn’t care what—Because I was going for her tremoring flesh like a hungry shark!

I pressed my open lips onto her tummy and felt a tiny bit of quivering!

“Feel it?” Amy asked, ecstatic because she could tell from my eyes that I felt something!

“Uh HUH!” I murmured into my friend’s taut and ticklish flesh! I surrounded that tiny little tremor and made it MINE!

Tammy let out another scream of lament as her friend (Me) began gnawing and nibbling that spot!

My friend was able to eke out one short phrase between peels of her helpless laughter…”You ALLL SUCK!!!!”

It was obvious I was successful, and Amy laughed. “THERE you go!”

I continued nomming…the mouth tickling allowed me to feel things I never knew I could! So much more sensitive than fingers, my open mouth just wouldn’t let up! I heard Natalie working across from me, and we did a fine job of keeping my friend Tam in a great deal of ticklish distress! The holders wouldn’t let her move but a centimeter or so while we mouthed him…and the flesh all stretched out? This was a delight! So easy now that the girl had been tickled up and primed for this new and fun method!

Nomming looked more difficult from a distance! But once I got over the initial shock of her sister’s sweet invitation, I ‘latched on’ to her flesh just as easily as if I was gripping her ribs or tickling her feet!

The real fun was feeling Tam’s underlying tension from the deep muscles as they tried reflexively to buck me off! My friend herself had no conscious thought of her own at this point!

Even though our mouth tickling was not too far along, the intensity of the sensations had her dissolving into a state of total hysteria—Her laughter constant and uncontrollable!

The tickled girl was not even able to form words! her laughter came in helpless waves of hyper stimulation, initially with distinct sounds of

“AHAHA! AHAHA! HO! HAA! HUUUUUH!”

That quickly melted into short bursts of “HA! WHOO! WAH! EEEE!”—Those special sounds of what I call ‘tickle gibberish’!

Tammy’s constant state of hysteria and frenzy from the relentless mouthing of her sensitive flesh **** her voice to become quieter in a quest for air instead of words!

Finally, She was only able to moan and murmur her responses as the lower volume required less effort and less air!

“Huuuuuh….Uhhhhh…Guuuuuuh” Are those sounds of ticklishness that came later, especially as my friend mustered enough resolve to try to look at whoever was close enough to make eye contact!

When I heard those sounds of **** ticklish lament, I was nearing the crest of her hip bone…And now I could glance toward her head and see some of the looks that the mouth tickling was creating!

My GOD it was good! Seeing the helpless face and eyes as the tickled girl was only able to lay there and respond? Priceless! I knew then my crush was now a deep desire to make Tammy, mine.

But now Natalie and I were on Tam’s so nicely defined hip bones and the soft flesh below and around them! She engulfed the prominence on her side, using her gnawing and nibbling to perfection!

The shell of my friend Tam’s mind and body created a new shriek of ticklish agony as the dark haired girl’s lips worked their magic!

I followed her pattern and did the same thing, and had the satisfaction of hearing my ticklish friend respond to my actions the very same way!

I mouthed and mauled the hip bone and surrounding flesh with renewed vigor, trying to match the tickler girl across from me! Tam began another helpless round of inevitable laughter, but it more quickly deteriorated into the mindless noise that signaled ticklishness at the highest levels!

I began to realize what it was like to be caught up in the tickling fixation, and what Natalie, Amy, and the rest of the group truly enjoyed about their activities!

Yes, Tam was my friend, but I didn’t care! I HAD to go on! I COULDN’T stop!

I was ADDICTED to the sensations of her ripples and spasms my mouth was feeling from her sensitive flesh, as well as the power I had over her helpless, ticklish mind and body! To KNOW I was the one causing her to squirm, to laugh, to groan in anguish…To KNOW I was the one pushing her to the highest levels of ticklishness…

I was brought out of my mental daze by someone lightly shaking my shoulder!!!!

“Hey…Hey there…” Said a sweet, soft voice….It was Amy!

“You need to let me back in there…I need my turn now…”

I realized I was still latched onto Tam’s flesh…My mind returned to the present….I lifted up from my playground, sighing in both contentment and disappointment…. I felt a little dizzy….So I stopped moving away from her.

“Are you okay?” Amy asked, again with her sweetest tone.

“Uh…Yeah….” I mumbled. I realized I may have spent minutes mouthing my future girlfriend! Damn—It felt like barely any time at all! But still, I apologized. “Sorry…” I murmured, embarrassed that I lost track of time and had to be asked to stop!

“No problem…” Said Amy.

Some one in the audience said, “Wow! She was really getting into it!”

“Who WOULDN’T?” Asked Natalie! Her face was beaming, along with Amy!

Then she asked Amy, “You ready to finish with her nomming?”

“Sure!” Replied the sweet older sister. She looked at her twin as she added. “Then we have some oiling up to do!”

Natalie looked down at her tickle toy…”Yeah…..” She smiled.

Tammy said, ”Aw fu-u-u-ck…..” But it was spoken with a distinct whimpering lilt of absolute and total defeat!

OMG….Poor Tammy….My girl brain couldn’t help but feel a bit sorry for her….but only a bit…I smiled to myself….That is what she deserved for flirting with Maddy.

The two girls leaned over and resumed their mouth tickling—-surrounding her hip bones and working that thin flesh with their ‘nomming’ lips once more, using both their motions and sounds of ‘MMM MMM MMM” to bring poor Tam right back to her **** and ticklish reality!

Her shrieks of uncontrollable laughter resumed, and they nommed away, making circles around her hip bones and finding her hottest spots time and time again!

They moved up along her upper tummy and onto her abdomen…testing every dip and crease along the way! Moving to the sides, mouthing her soft flesh of her flanks! More sounds of anguish coming from the girl as they worked their way to her lower ribs….

Once there, each girl began feasting on the bones of her rib cage that formed the familiar inverted ‘V’ so visible on the stretched-out girl!

This was where the two appeared to be more biting and chewing her thin flesh as it covered her extra ticklish ribs!

Tammy howled in laughter from the new tickling sensations that they kept coming up with to **** her! Then collapsing into weak moaning just like before! Finally, after nibbling on her entire lower bones of her cage, and thoroughly tasting the flesh between the inverted V…..The girls let up…

Amy smiled, “Have you had enough mouth tickling, little sister?”

Poor Tam whimpered, “Yes…Yes…Please…..”

“Good….” Natalie murmured. “Now my fingers are rested…Its time for some oil….”

Amy wouldn’t let her go without a question! “So how WAS the mouth tickling, anyway?”

My friend was beside herself! It wasn’t enough to endure the tickling…But having to replay it verbally for her tormentors’ enjoyment was TRUE ****! But She also knew she’d better answer!

“It was the WORST!” Tam was close to tears with her **** anguish!

“MY GOD! PLEASE….”

Amy and Natalie just grinned at their success…They knew there was more to come!

At this point, helper girl Daria unsnapped the lid of the coconut oil and began drizzling it on Tam’s low tummy, then upwards to the hips and all around! When Tam felt the cool oil on her ticklish flesh, She knew what was going to happen and her body squirmed the tiniest bit, as if trying to keep the oil away!

D smiled and began using one hand to smooth the puddles of oil all over the girl’s stretched out flesh, from side to side on her low low tummy…all the way up to her hip bones! Just the touch of her spreading the lubricant made my friend frantic once more! her eyes bugged out, her panting returned!

“AW SHIT! AW SHIT!” Tam squawked in anguish!

Natalie settled in on top her thighs once more…”Thanks D!” She said.

“My pleasure….” Answered Daria. “She’s all yours…..”

My GOD—Truer words were never spoken! At least until I made her mine.

Natalie, perched atop my friend’s legs, only paused to reach back and tighten the hair fastener that kept her short ponytail in place! It was obvious that she wanted to prevent any distraction from loose strands of hair during her next turn on Tam’s sensitive body!

A body that was now oiled up and would be much more sensitive than when she tickled her with dry skin!

Someone from the audience said, “My God! The oil is gonna make it WAY more ticklish!”

I could see Tam’s breathing quicken with that comment!

“H—How much more?” I asked, my voice quavering for my friend! I’d seen how bad the oil on her feet made her experience! I couldn’t imagine what the large expanse of tender flesh would be like for her!

The dark haired girl began tracing her fingertips over her very slippery low tummy! “About 1000%….” She smiled…As though she were about to dine on the most delicious meal on the planet!

Tammy’s eyes rolled back in her head as She whimpered again…

Natalie began repeating her original motions…tracing one fingernail and fingertip across the lowest, lowest part of Tam’s oiled and stretched out tummy. Only this time, the oil provided a perfect, friction-free playground! Coconut oil it seemed, was the magic elixir for absolute and profound tickle ****! From this first touch of her second visit to her immobilized and **** lower body, I could tell everything was different! It was as though her touch was magnified tremendously—Tammy seemed to be responding so much faster! The same touch was making her squirm and murmur little sounds that took longer the first time!

Natalie seemed to relish this position because now she could sit atop her tickle toy, keeping her bare flesh under her watchful gaze but still enjoy most of her facial expressions and head movements!

As she teased her tummy, my friend’s breathing increased in depth and pace…Her head lolled from side to side…Her fingertips tickled and grazed…then stopped at one spot! I knew from earlier the girl must have detected some quivering little ripple or spasm…It was what her fingers and mind were meant for…exploring a person’s form for all of its hidden sensitivities…then homing in…like a hunter seeking its prey…

Tammy’s face and eyes told all her secrets…As Natalie teased and tormented her oiled tummy, her breathing became more irregular…more toward panting…still light panting…..but I could tell and see the renewed panic building in her face and eyes…

My friend turned her head to the side and pressed her nose and one eye into her outstretched bicep…Her lips made a straight line…not clenched but reserved…trying so desperately to hide her ticklishness from the dark haired girl! Even as a girl I could appreciate the simple freaking cuteness of it all…Tammy trying to hide herself, hide her inner self…holding out just in case this time would be different..Jeeeze it really was the tickled person’s dilemma! I know its just automatic—You can’t help but want to hide your ticklishness, your embarrassment over this one stupid weakness….The one weakness that anyone with fingers can exploit on you, no matter how tough you think you are or try to make yourself out to be…

Tammy’s whole body and soul were tense now….feeling the increased tickling sensations from the expert tickler…Her eyes opened into half slits…I could tell her resolve was starting to fail. As her potential girlfriend, I was secretly imploring her to stay strong and tough…But now as I was transforming more into a true tickler….I was also secretly enjoying her new anguish!

After all, at the end of the day, it’s just tickling!

I had already seen so much….And done a bit of my own tickling (Thanks to Amy)…Now I was enjoying her tension and her inevitable collapse into hysteria!

The dark haired tickling expert was moving her fingertips all over my friend’s tummy, pressing into her glistening and sensitive flesh! Tam was holding any verbal response inside..trying to stay quiet, as though if She held out long enough, the girl would go away!

Suddenly, my buddy half choked, half coughed in response as Natalie finally had tickled her enough! her belly and tummy rippled with peals of laughter that She could not hold in any longer! She was able to calm a tiny bit when…

“More oil, please…” Smiled Natalie at her helper and friend!

D unsnapped the bottle of oil and drizzled some more of the magic elixir on Tam’s flesh!

My friend moaned in agony! “NOOO! PLEEASE!”

Amy smiled at her sister! “Whats the Matter, Tammy?” her older sister cooed. “Too ticklish?”

“YEEEESSSS!” The girl hissed loudly!

Natalie smiled at me, but direct a question to the tortured girl!

“Tell us how it is compared to before?”

She kept tickling her tummy….Tammy shrieked as she teased a new spot of trembling flesh!

“WORSE!” She bleated out! “WAY WORSE!” She was trying to look at Natalie to make SURE she knew! PLEEEASE NO MORE OIL!”

OMG! So wild! I thought to myself. The oil going on her body was even more torturous that the tickling, it seemed!

Then came my next big SHOCK for the day!

Natalie glanced at me. “Wanna feel the spasms?”

Her fingers were palpating her tummy dips and flat areas….

“Su—ure—!” I heard my voice croak in surprise and exhilaration! I was going to have a chance to be tutored by the main tickler of the group! I was so surprised, I think I almost blacked out for a few milliseconds!

“Feel around on her tummy with just your fingertips!” The dark haired instructor told me. “Let the oil do the work…You remember the spasms from feeling with your lips?”

“Yeah…” I murmured. I swallowed. My fingers were moving..I watched the area as I felt her muscles underneath begin quivering….quivering….then a tiny bit of tightness!

“Got it!” I concentrated on that area even before her next comment!

“Tickle it!” Natalie said, almost as excited as I was! She obviously relished being a teacher of the tickling arts!

I scribbled faster with my finger, then began feeling more! I was creating a small wave or ripple under her skin! And my love kept snorting and coughing and laughing!

“Keep going!” Urged my instructor! Then she resumed her own teasing and we played together on my buddy’s helpless, sensitive, and immobilized flesh!

My friend was becoming more hysterical by the second! The barrage of tickling from our fingers was overwhelming her, to say the least!

I was thoroughly enjoying my role as co-tickler as Tam just kept getting louder! her was shrieking in laughter and tossing her head from side to side like a wild woman! I became a bit scared that we’d gone too far when I saw one of the girls near her head use her hands to immobilize her head!

“Shhhhhhh….” Shushed Hannah. Looking at the frantic girl, she just kept shushing her. She started to calm but then got louder in a babbling cacophony of hysterical noises! That’s when one of the girls holding one of her arms reached over and clamped her hand over her open mouth!

Now her loud voice was muffled but She still tried to communicate with loud screams into her palm! OMG! I could tell this was tickling her so much!

“Should I stop!” I asked, my voice shaking!

“NO!" Natalie stated! “Do NOT stop! Keep going!” She shifted toward her upper body!

The dark haired girl kept one set of fingers teasing her upper tummy region while leaning over her face! Tam was wailing into the other girl’s palm as Natalie began soothing her. The tickle torturer smoothed her sweaty hair and calmly said…”SHhhhh…Tammy!” She made good eye contact with the girl! her frantic, pleading eyes were all She could use for communication right now…And Natalie continued…”You need to calm down…It’s only tickling…”

What that phrase, my buddy’s eyes got big and rolled back into her head! She panted VERY heavily a few times before slowing her breathing!

“That’s good…You’ll be fine…only two places left to go” The girl said.

As much as she LOVED tickling, Natalie HAD to be on fire for the last two spots! But she kept herself calm as well…

“Your hips …and your ribs!” Natalie said.

Tammy still was in a terrible frenzy! her protests were muffled by the hand over her mouth!

“MMMM..MM!” She murmured emphatically! “MMMF!! MMM!”

The girl said, “You're gonna be fine!”

Natalie slid back down to her low tummy level, allowing me to stay on one side as she had the other.

She must have seen the look of shock on my face!

“Will She really?..Be fine…?” I asked, my voice questioning my own resolve at our **** tickling!

“Yeahhh..” The dark haired tickler answered with great confidence. “We’ve done loads of these!”

Those words made me cringe big time! But there was still work to be done!

Natalie looked at me and asked, “Are you ready to do those hips?” The look on her innocent face belied the mischievous grin she had on her lips! It was obvious this area was one of her MOST favorites!

Daria didn’t even wait for directions before unsnapping the cap on the bottle of coconut oil and tipping it forward! She drizzled two long lines of the magical fluid, from low on Tam’s groin and following the creases all the way to the hip bones themselves.

Tammy startled at the sound of the oil bottle snapping open, making a tiny noise of recognition. “AH no….” She gurgled. She glanced down but couldn’t see the dark hair teaser’s hands…But She could see her face and eyes! The girl had removed her hand from her mouth and the other had let go of her head, but both stayed close in case they would be needed again!

Natalie began with one set of fingertips, rubbing the oil into the groove of her hip hollow on her side….I did the same on my side…My GOD my friend’s tummy and pelvis were so stretched and so taut! It felt like I was rubbing the skin of a drum!

“Take time to feel it…” The dark haired girl said. She was doing her side as well.

Tammy gave a light little whimper…then almost a low shriek in response to our fingers starting on her!

Except as I rubbed, I could feel the tremors and trembling from under her skin! NO drum would give that feedback, and the more I felt it, the more I wanted to CAUSE it! And I did…slowly at first, but soon I had a nice rhythm of making the flesh spasm, then rubbing the spot, and making more!

Natalie murmured, “There you go….” Her voice was low, obviously excited at recognizing my new found talent. “Hmmm…You’re pretty good at that…”

Again, being invited into ‘her space’ … receiving some tips and feeling my success on the girl’s hip hollows…I felt a bit dizzy from the newness and thrill of it all! And Tammy…She was losing her identity to me…Transforming from a friend into just a ticklish doll, just a sensitive and perfect toy to be used as a plaything….

“You okay?” My co-tickler asked, bringing me out of my short mental detour.

“Ye— UH.. Yeah!” I groaned. My fingers kept pressing and rubbing, making little ripples starting to form in the grooves and the flesh surrounding them.

Natalie was already there, smoothly moving her fingers up her right side of her hip hollows with great concentration!

“Good!” The tormentor girl smiled. “This line is one of the most sensitive spots on anyone! You need to keep going on it until you have the ticklishness all worked out of it!”

The girl was whimpering at this conversation, and began babbling “OGAH OGAH NoNOnononono….” her eyes looked frantic!

“Worked out?” I asked. “So then She won’t be ticklish anymore?”

“She’ll ALWAYS be ticklish!” Smiled Amy.

“No….” Natalie laughed lightly. “We’re gonna work the ticklishness OUT so she’s finally REALIZES it! And so everyone ELSE can see it too!”

The tickle torturer grinned. “Then She won’t be so embarrassed about how ticklish She really IS—-She needs to know it for herself!”

“Gaaaaaaawd!” My friend groaned in anguish! her voice wasn’t loud during all this conversation….She was just over stimulated and becoming a frenzied wreck!

“And ADMIT it!” Added Amy! “Because She STOLE my diary!”

Tammy looked toward her sister with an agonized face and expression!

Her eyes were huge and filled with ticklish terror for what might be coming! Then the girl changed and tried to put on her best pleading face!

“Amy! PLEASE! I’ll do anything!” My friend was in total hysteria now from our fingers sliding and massaging that super sensitive crease!

“ANYTHIIIIING!” She blathered again—Her voice low, worn down from laughter and tickling and her uncontrollable sounds….

The look on my friend’s face was an AMAZING combination of cuteness and fear…Of ignorance and instinct! Of….True and profound desperation! And she will be mine.

Natalie couldn’t help but take advantage of the girl’s hysteria!

“The oil is gonna make this spot reaaally ticklish!” Said the dark haired girl! I felt the girl’s inner body trembling from deep within!

Our fingers vibrated and squeezed the bones!

We were on her hips bones now…And we began wiggling the flesh all around the bony prominences!! Tam shrieked then wailed as Natalie showed me how to vibrate the bone, and then…Daria added more oil!

My friend couldn’t even mount a protest! She was becoming drained from all the constant overstimulation!

“Huuuuuh…Huuuuuuuh….” Were the only sounds She could make!

“Let your fingers slide off, like this!” Directed the tickler! She applied pressure to her hip bone and let the oil do its work! Her thumb slipped off of the oiled bone easily, adding more ticklish sensations along the way! Tam screamed in anguish! Of course Natalie repeated the motion a few times!

I was so caught up in it all—-I felt like I was having an out of body experience! I just couldn’t stop tickling my poor overworked friend!

I performed the sliding thumb trick, and then also plucked at her tender bones like I was seeing Natalie do…

“AH GAAHA! OOOWeeeee!!! “ Tam was a panting mess! She looked dazed, confused…She needed someone to know how badly we were tickling her and no one was paying attention! The girl locked onto Janes’ face and pleaded. “P-Pl-OH Ga…Plea—Ahhhhhrg!”

Jane looked at her and smirked!

“There’s nothing you can do! They’re gonna wreck your hips!” Jane stated. “And then I’m gonna get your ribs!”

Now after hearing her fate, Tam yelped in ticklish agony!

Natalie looked at me. "You did really good!” She grinned. “But I wanna to see this girl melt down…”

I moved away and let the dark haired girl slide back onto the saddle!

She got both hands on the girl’s hips and started tickling like crazy!

She used all the moves—massaging, vibrating, squeezing the slippery prominent points! Tam wailed in an agony borne of an incredible duration of tickle time—There was no way to describe the vocalization except that it had to have come from every pore of her tickle tortured body!

The intensity was just too much for the girl! her body responded with a sort of massive internal writhing —internal because She was held down and stretched too much to actually move much at all! But the tiny bit her girl COULD manage—Those few millimeters at best—Seemed to create this shudder or shiver that came from deep inside! At this point, her poor tortured body was not her own but belonged to her tickler’s fingers that were latched onto her hips! Her fingers were holding her pelvic bones steady as she pressed her thumbs into the sensitive flesh all around and covering the bones themselves! Tam really was just a helpless tickle toy in the girl’s grip, and she wasn’t letting up!

I realized what was going on! That internal writhing was her pitiful attempt at dislodging Natalie’s fingers from her hot spots! Tam needed the onslaught of ticklishness to end, her body just HAD to dislodge those fingers! her voice had gone silent, her eyes glazing over from the relentless sensations that wouldn’t stop…She couldn’t laugh, She couldn’t form a word…Her eyes were open, totally unable to focus…Her only response was the involuntary ‘jolt’ from her inner core! But it wasn’t enough!

Natalie just kept going—Her fingers still strong, her eyes bright! She wanted to see more of the tickled out girl!

Tammy’s face began to change as She began to surrender herself to her tickler! She just made wheezing noises from her mouth as She gulped air to give herself more fuel for the helpless responses. She tried to raise her head to see her teaser, but could barely manage two seconds of that activity! She pressed the side of her face against her outstretched bicep and looked at anyone in sight!

No one said anything to disrupt this moment—-It was her beginning of her meltdown from all the tickling She had endured so far!

Natalie shifted her hands slightly so that all her fingers became stiff and acted as a unit to give my friend one last intense tickling motion in her hip pocket areas!

Then we saw it! Tam’s face transformed into this helpless look of what could only be described as total ADORABILITY….A combination of cuteness and surrendering…Almost crying but only a bit of moisture in the corners of her eyes! And those EYES! her eyes wide and pleading with the new innocence of a girl who’d never EVER been tickled this way in her life…Who found herself overwhelmed in the tidal wave of ticklishness that her tickler started ages ago with barely there grazes on her tummy!

The girl was panting in a raspy way, her mind and body still reeling from the sensations that Natalie, Amy and I had provided!

The adorable melt down face was so….Endearing…My inner self was warmed by the sight and significance of it…And as her face began to return to normal….My inner self hated to see that look go away! When we were a couple, I would tickled her back to that face.

The dark haired tickler slowed her fingers, but still relished her subject as She lay there trying to gather her thoughts…

Tammy’s face was still with a sweet countenance that Natalie loved…She let her come down to earth a bit….

Then she plied her with the usual questions..

“How was our tickling? How did you feel during all that?”

“OMG!” Tam babbled. “I couldn’t THINK! I could barely SEE!”

I -Uh—-Jeesus…” She panted lightly…” That’s so unfair…I can’t believe how …” She paused.

Natalie smiled “What?” Obviously wanting her entire answer!

Tammy continued..”I —I can’t believe …” She swallowed. “How fucking ticklish I was!”

Natalie stroked the side of her head. “Yeah….SO, SO ticklish…” She smiled “Just like all girls…” It was quiet in the room.

“You’re still ticklish…”. Natalie’s said. “And now we have to do one last spot….”

Still recovering from her meltdown phase, The girl realized She was still being held down! And that they were’t finished with her yet!!!!

I smiled inwardly…It must be real hell to realize your tickling isn’t finished!

As Natalie adjusted her position, D popped the oil open! The sound of that oil bottle opening had become a real triggering sound for my poor helpless friend!

Tammy wailed in sorrowful anguish! Then blurted in a semi whining tone..

“Aww…FUCK no!”

Daria dribbled the substance all over the girl’s upper body, making sure there were little pools of coconut oil in every little hollow of her upper abdomen. Then She backed out of the way to watch the show!

"Thanks, D!” Natalie grinned.

The dark haired girl spread her fingers out and slide her hands from the girl’s tummy up and over the ribs…In front at first, massaging the oil all over, but concentrating on the bony edges of the inverted V of Tam’s ribcage! Her thumbs along that upside down line made my friend squirm and kind of lightly cough!

“Oh yeahhh…” Natalie murmured…smiling. “I’m glad I decided to try this spot…”

I cringed inside, and the back of my neck tingled in awe and internal sympathy for TAmmy. The expert tickler had evidently found a new and different spot to tease, and my buddy was her research project!

Her giggly laughter began anew as she rubbed and vibrated and plucked and teased the long sections of thinly covered rib bones…

Jane added her comment. “Damn! You’re ticklish there?” The rib tickler laughed. “I’ve NEVER seen a girl ticklish like that!”

I am sure what bit of Jane’ words were heard and processed by Tam just added to her state of mental anguish! More noises came from the subject, and Natalie kept exploring the front of her cage….

Until she slid to the farthest edge of my friend’s sides! The girl squeezed her soft flanks a few times to ‘wake her up’ and then placed her fingers on the ribs on the sides of her torso…

Natalie began her usual studious search..her fingers probing between each rib, wiggling her flesh and bones! Because of her immobility, it was easy to stay in place and feel her internal responses as her fingers sought out her ticklishness..and her body betrayed her yet again!

The looks on my friend’s face as She felt the girl’s exploring fingers finding new areas of sensitivity, her now small gurgles of laughter becoming harder, deeper….

She found the middle to lowest third of her rib ladder to be a choice location for good responses! It would only be a matter of time before she would get to those….

My friend was starting another round of gasping noises and some laughter as the dark haired girl continued her methodical exploration of her torso! She inched higher along her sides, until she reached what even I know is a prime spot for great reactions!

Ever the tickle scientist, the dark haired girl had gone along with minimal reaction until she discovered Tam’s high rib area!

Once her fingers probed there, Tam was obviously stricken by the sudden increase and degree of new ticklishness!

Her body gave her no warning! As soon as the expert torturer found her mark, Tam bleated out peals of ticklish laughter! her eyes and face filled with SHOCK again with the panicked look of a person tickled who had no idea that the spot just attacked was so very very sensitive!

But Natalie KNEW! In fact, I think her fingers pressing into the girl’s high ribs felt her responses even before She did! The girl smiled that ‘knowing’ smile..Not of meanness, but of recognition as she could tell her fingers were sending tickling shock waves deep into her core! Tam’s eyes bugged out and rolled back as the overwhelming tickling sensations bore into her and her helpless girl brain!

As an observer, it was glorious to see how such little actual contact with Tam’s body could produce such absolute mayhem! She screamed out in bouts of ticklish agony, her head bucking up and toward her chest, toward Natalie—-As if being closer to her would reduce her ticklish misery or bring out more sympathy for her plight!

The only thing that saved my friend was that sweet Natalie, after an afternoon of relentless tickle torturing, appeared to be slightly tiring!

Not her mind or body but her deft fingers and arms! She moved her fingers back down along her sides. The girl gave her lower ribs some tickles, her fingers clutching the sides and back edges of the bones as her thumbs wiggled into the front! Tam’s still laughed and yelped in distress, but I could tell it was a difference from just a few minutes before!

Like the perfect teammate that She was, Jane sensed her friend’s fatigue!

“May I have a go, please?” The rib specialist asked her.

“Sure…” Natalie said, and very willingly slid to the side.

Jane moved over and I thought She would straddle the girl’s narrow hips, then exhibit power and authority over Tam by staying upright and towering over her! Actually, the Rib Mistress was tall enough that She KNELT with a knee on either side of the tickle toy! Then She leaned over and brought her head VERY close the girl’s face and ears!

Jeeeze..! I nearly passed out from the image of seeing the Jane in THAT position on Tam—Not upright, but kneeling over the immobilized tickle toy and having her chin and face near the girl’s shoulder! Being so CLOSE to the helpless subject’s pitiful face was an incredibly powerful move! Jane had already taunted and teased my friend and proven her psychological power over her! Now the rib tickler could get ‘right in her face’ and ear and tell her things She was gonna do and Tam had NO escape from the verbal ****!!!! It was SO much more powerful than speaking from two to three feet away! Plus, if Jane still desired, She could look into the girl’s eyes, bore into her ticklish soul, and relish the internal mayhem She would soon be causing with her demonic fingers!

Another amazing thing to me was how once Jane began getting into position, it seemed that everyone in the room knew to calm down for something really special! My pulse quickened as I remembered the way Jane had taunted the girl all during the long session! I felt the tension FOR my friend as this VERY experienced girl was about to begin her personal version of tickle ****! I wondered how much different Jane methods would be? I would soon discover there was no way I could have known how bad it was going to be for my poor ticklish friend!

As Jane got settled “into the saddle”, I heard some comments from one of the holders.

“Jesus!” One girl said, “I can’t believe Amy gave up her own sister to the Rib Mistress!”

I cringed inside! THIS was the tickler’s nick name?

Another holder girl chuckled. “But She DID steal her diary!”

Daria dribbled more oil on the girl’s chest and abdomen, so it would run over to her sides for Jane.

“Thanks, D!” Jane smiled.

Jane slid her hands over the girl’s torso, making sure to get her own fingers well lubricated and spread to oil to Tam’s sides! The slow, methodical way the Rib Mistress slathered my friend’s ribs was just another well planned step in her checklist for pure tickle ****!

Tammy whimpered a bit…Jane smiled with a devious curl to her lips!

“Are you ready to cry?” Smirked Jane! her tone was not ‘mean’ or taunting!

At this point, it sounded like the most natural, rhetorical question on earth! Rather neutral, when you really thought about what was to come! But her neutral words drove deep into Tam’s heart and mind like a white hot sword!

Jane’ simple comment about a girl crying from tickling turned my friend into a hysterical mess!

“OhFuck!OHFUCK!OHFUCK!” Tam’s **** stress at the anticipation of what this obviously talented tickler was going to do sent her mind reeling and her mouth to its limits! My poor friend! I just KNEW how bad it was going to be! And so did she!

Before Tam could even digest the question, Jane had settled her long, strong fingers into the grooves of the girl’ lowest section of her rib cage! There was minimal probing—Jane seemed to instinctively KNOW the girl’s hot spots on her ribs! Strong fingers dug in and began vibrating the tickle girl’s helpless rib cage at the last 3-4 rungs of the ladder of bones!

All the tension from the buildup to Jane actions was released when I finally saw her pure tickling prowess in motion! This is when great positioning and immobility become so significant!

My friend SHRIEKED to the heavens as those tickling fingers immediately took control of her…And I mean took control of her body and SOUL!

The sudden and deep onset of intense tickling overwhelmed her like an avalanche falling on one single skier from 1000 feet up!

“How is a girl so ticklish?” Jane smirked, a smile on her lips as She held her face so close to her subject! “You must have never had your ribs massaged before!”

After the initial shrieking, my friend began a frenzied bout of deep laughter!

The difference between Natalie and Jane was very stark! Natalie was interested in tickling a girl to levels of ticklish that She had never experienced before—To levels the girl never even REALIZED She had! But, as much as she tickled the girl to absolute torturous levels, it was done more or less for a ‘higher purpose’ than mere tickling!

Natalie THOROUGHLY enjoyed tickling and all the ranges of emotions and responses it could bring, especially the end result when the girl was tickled to absolute bits! When She had no ticklishness left to hide! But her reasons were for mutual enlightenment!!! She wanted (her group and her friends) to see the girl at her MOST **** state of maximum ticklishness! Along with that, she desired to bring out the girl’s own hidden awareness of how **** and sensitive, She really was to the tickling sensations! Most people keep those feelings hidden, and are embarrassed by their own natural vulnerability! Natalie yearned to use her prowess to show the girl the undeniable levels of maximum ticklishness that could be achieved, and to relieve them of the pressure of embarrassment and hiding of those feelings!

Jane, on the other hand, went after the girl’s ribs with a true vengeance! It seemed like the Rib Mistress must have endured being tickled before, sometime earlier in her life…To the same absolute **** levels! Maybe that’s why now it seemed She was now trying to recreate the same level of horrific tickling upon the helpless toy stretched out and immobilized before her! Jane wasn’t about methodical searching for a girl’s various hot spots! She was a specialist and concentrated all her energy on a girl’s rib cage! Like Natalie, Jane was a true tickle torturer! They both loved driving the sensations into the body and mind of the tickle toy of the day! The difference was Natalie was seeking a profoundly tickled girl’s understanding and enlightenment! Jane just wanted the girl totally wrecked…Physically and mentally!

Jane quickly and efficiently found the most **** and sensitive grooves on the girl’s ribs bones! her hands appeared stronger than Natalie‘s and even more tireless.. her latching on to the sensitive spots was more like a clamping motion, and once in her vice-like grip, She just vibrated her fingers into those grooves! her method would vibrate both ribs on each side of a groove ast the same time, multiplying the ticklish sensations astronomically! Those sensations exploded inside the girl’s torso like bolts of lightning crackling back and forth from one side of ribs to the other!!! The girl had already shown expressions of shock and awe and shrieks and screams of ticklish agony under Natalie‘s expert fingers! Under Jane talented digits, the toy experienced even higher levels of true and profound tickle ****!

Now that She was securely clamped on, the tickling was in earnest! With Jane’ fingers spurring her on, Tam was absolutely beside herself! her eyes were bugged out and wild, her face with a look of pure ticklish terror! To me, her face was showing the real fear of not just how BADLY the tickling was but the NOT KNOWING when or IF it was going to end! That is the real dilemma for the subject of a profound tickling! The incredible intensity of the tickling sensations just continued like a never ending tidal wave !

Jane KNEW what the tickled girl’s biggest fear was…and reinforced it with some absolutely torturous words!

“I’m just gonna carry on and on!” The Rib Mistress warned, smiling with glee! Knowing She was in full control, Jane added, “Try and stop me!”

Seeing the helpless anguish on my friend’s face again made me feel some sympathy for her.

But then, I watched Tam’s face! her expressions melted into that blend of frenzy—He was FRANTIC that the tickling would never end, but also mixed with vulnerability—The realization that She was MUCH MUCH more ticklish than She ever really KNEW! That look of recognition on her face was also working into her eyes! My human nature got the best of me and I realized I really DID want to see my friend tickled to absolute BITS— To the depths of her very core!

And Jane, the Rib Mistress as She was called, never disappoints! She was like a machine, clamped on and vibrating that **** rib cage of her now screaming, laughing and blubbering play thing! And of course, Jane wasn’t content to just tickle the girls body! She had her own version of mental torments to unleash upon poor Tammy!

My friend made some little noise while barely shifting her hips in some involuntary attempt at escape! Jane noticed it immediately….

“Oh, she’s trying to stop me!” The tickle torturer called out for the crowd!

Then Jane got close to her subject’s face again.

Hmmfff…” The Rib Mistress huffed. “You’re so weak…”

My friend whimpered in anguish!

Of course, Tam couldn’t answer! She was too busy with her uncontrollable gibberish mixed with laughter mixed with wails of anguish. Those wails were sounds of sorrow from the depth of her core!

Then Jane’ arms tensed a bit more as She readied her wiry muscles—And She added MORE tickling pressure into the girl’s ultra sensitive rib grooves! The mournful wailing turned into shrieks of high pitched laughter!

Hearing the newest uptick in pitch, Jane knew she’d pushed the girl to another, even higher level of ticklish agony!

“Tell me when you’ve had enough!” Said the rib master!

The look on Tam’s face was one of desperation! She could barely catch enough air to breathe in between the waves of tickles—How could She even SAY when she’s had enough?!?

My GOD, Jane was intent on drawing out EVERY ounce of ticklishness from the helpless girl!

Tammy’s body began to shake and shudder, no where near able to break loose from the tickler’s strong fingers!

Jane bore in and tickled some more…and more….and then leaned over and murmured in Tam’s ear…

“You ready to cry for me?” The Rib Mistress said, her lips plain and unfeeling…Tammy’s eyes had a look of sorrowful understanding!

OMG! I thought to myself! Crying! THAT was going to be the signal for when my poor tickle tortured friend has had enough! To send her to THAT degree of mental anguish WAS going to strip her bare of all her secrets!

Jane obviously RELISHED the thought of totally embarrassing the tickled girl in front of her friends! To expose my friend’s ticklishness for all to see! It was as if that surrender would give Jane’ the girl’s soul!

That was all true…But I realized that even as an observer, as part of the larger group, Tam would also be giving up a bit of her soul to ME! And I yearned for it as well!

I found myself totally absorbed by this scenario! I DESIRED to see her helpless vulnerability! I truly WANTED to see my friend tickled to her very core!

My friend’s body attempted a near ‘out of body experience’ of writhing and twisting! An involuntary JOLT to try to dislodge those fingers! Tam tried but couldn’t move enough! She involuntarily reared her head up a bit before one of the girls held it back down!

“Whoah buddy!” She pressed her down with a hand on her forehead!

“You almost got Jane in the face!”

Tammy had the look of a wild animal! She was panting and gasping in coarse sounds of overworked breath! her eyes were wide and losing their focus! her saliva drooling at the corners of her mouth! It was actually so much it looked like it might turn to foam!

Jane DIDN’T LET UP! She made eye contact with her frenzied toy and squeezed into her helpless cage of bones again!

The girl shivered in another attempt at a whole body JOLT!

But She couldn’t dislodge those torturous fingers of Jane!

Noises like I’d never heard spewed from her mouth!

Sharp sounds like “EEEEE!” And “EEEEHEE. HEE!” Snorting…

Incoherent gurgles and babbling nonsense…She was reaching her maximal heights of ticklishness!

Then came the start of silent laughter…Her face contorted with the anguish that every tickled person has to endure….Her eyes open and wide, looking at Jane, at the holder girls, at her sister Amy..at Natalie…

Her whole body was held still except for the tiny little movements of her feet and hands…those hands and feet were flapping to relieve some of the terrific ticklish ‘pressure’…..

Amy told the girls on her legs to hold her feet still—And they did so!

The sweet faced, dark haired tickler had slid up and was right beside her! Natalie grasped Tam’s left hand as AMY’s did the other…Amy looked down at her sister’s face. her hands were now being held still…Lovingly….But firmly! Now She had NO outlet left….Her breathing was irregular and her eyes looking more glazed over…so confused…..

Jane leaned close, her eye’s meeting the tortured girl’s…Then Jane brought her lips close to the girl’s ear and murmured,

“C’Mon…Let’s have it…”

A small little noise….barely audible.…I couldn’t tell….Was my friend trying to say ‘yes’….?

Then whimpering ….GOD! My friend’s eyes were melting from the afternoon of ticklish delights and torments! The look of frenzy, hysteria and then ….Pleading….Her mouth open but silent, saliva drooling from her mouth, her head held steady by the girls…Another whimper…

Natalie, still holding one of her hands, used her other to stroke her damp hair….

With her most comforting voice, Natalie cooed, “Awwww…There you go….You’re soooo sweet…” More stroking of her hair….

The dark haired girl continued…”C’Mon now…Let it go….Be good for us….”

One last small but high pitched whimper….. and Tam sobbed…..Lightly…But definitely a sob… Tears welled up and spilled out of the sides of her eyes!

My friend had the similar expression that we’d seen earlier….That ‘meltdown’ look….But this time it was much more fulfilling…Her eyes were pleading for mercy, but now with a deep and profound innocence! The innocence from a true and thorough baring of her soul! An expression offered up in her complete and total surrender…A look that now I know the group loves…

Natalie mumbled, “There, there….” Stroking her hair…. “Sweet girl….”

“That’s it baby sister…” Amy murmured. Her emotions had transformed back from sisterly **** to sisterly compassion. “It’s all right…” She added.

The girls who had held her head and mouth breathed, “Yeah…We’re all finished…”

I sighed in contentment from experiencing this last transformation…Where the group, but especially my friend’ s main ticklers….Had gone from innocent bystanders to becoming serious and intense ticklers….And now back again to their regular compassionate selves!

My friend just continued sobbing and whimpering for a bit…Releasing all the tension from holding her ticklishness inside….Now all the group could enjoy her new self awareness….

Sometime during this last phase, Jane had been reduced her pressure….To allow the girl to fully experience the reward of her relentlessly tormented body coming back to normal.

The girl holding her forehead had long since released her…

Tammy slowly lolled her head side to side, looking at her teasers….

They covered her with a blanket until She felt like slipping her shirt back on, but She needed help to do so….and still She stayed on the floor, recovering her vision and her wits about her…

Natalie, ever the tickle science girl, asked her some questions…

She smiled at her and touched her head. “So what was it like…being tickled like that?”

“Gaaaawd…” The girl groaned. “It was ****!”

“Awwww,” Grinned the dark haired girl. “But you handled it okay…”

“You made me insane!” My friend said! “And you made me cry!”

“Now…We didn’t make you cry…” Both Natalie and Amy spoke at the same time! “That was Jane! she’s a super torturer!”

“Yeah but you put her UP to it!” Tam stated. “My own SISTER!”

“You did steal my diary and wouldn’t give it back!” Amy laughed.

“I guess you learned your lesson!”

“Fuuuuuck…” Groaned Tam. “I’ll never do that again!”

“That’s smart!” I chimed in!

“Yeah?” Tam said…”And you helped them! Some friend!”

The comment hit harder than I thought. I **** myself to fake a reply.

“I couldn’t stop that group!” I chuckled! They were after your soul!”

“Yeah,,,and we GOT it!” Grinned Natalie! “And we all learned some things along the way!”

“I learned I’m more ticklish than I ever thought possible!” Tam stated. “And I hate coconut oil!”

Natalie replied, “You and every other girl we’ve ever tickled to bits!”

Amy affirmed…”Yeah we pretty much get them all to admit their ticklishness by the end! Especially to themselves!”

“You two are—“ Tam started then changed her mind on her words….”Too much!”

“Especially with Jane helping!” Natalie smiled.

“What about you?” Amy smiled at me. “You had a good time!”

Natalie added, “Yeah what did you think? You looked shocked at first!”

“I learned that I kind of… enjoy tickling…” I said. I think I blushed…then I added. “I kind of REAALLY enjoy tickling! Especially Tammy, she is perfect!” I admitted, blushing.

Amy said, “We could tell! You really liked tickling my sister!”

“Yeah, as I said, she is perfect….” I was torn over tickle torturing my love.

“You did great!” Both Natalie and Amy complimented.

Amy said “Yeah, no need for embarrassment over tickling someone!”

Natalie smiled. “And you really helped her out! She showed everyone her ticklishness…and now She won’t have to feel embarrassed about it!”

“Its sounds so nice when you say it that way!” I joked about them transforming tickle **** into a valuable self awareness event!

“It IS!” Natalie replied. “Its a terrible burden to hide such things!”

Amy smiled. “And we just love helping out the ticklish teens!”

I just shook my head! I knew I had a great experience and a personal transformation!

Tammy groaned one last time before getting up to leave. “Hey, we are good, right?” I asked, nervously. She glared at me. “Sure, we are peachy. Happy that your perfect friend is SO Ticklish! Traitor!” That last comment got me hard. And before I could stop myself, I began to cry. “Whoa! Hey, what’s wrong?” asked a concerned Amy. Everyone gathered around me as I tried to pull it together. “Nice one, Tammy!” remonstrated Jane. “What? Why are you getting so upset? I was just upset, I didn’t mean it.” Protested Tammy.

Didn’t mean it. DIDN’T MEAN IT! “IS THAT WHY YOU FLIRTED WITH THAT COW! EVEN THOUGH YOU KNOW I LOVE YOU AND YOU’RE SUPPOSED TO BE MY GIRLFRIEND, NOT HERS!” I was knew I was being irrational, but it wasn’t fair. I loved her, why was she flirting with that bitch, Maddy and calling me a traitor? “I think you have some explaining to do, little sis! Grab her!” Before Tammy could say anything, she was seized by the girls. “NO! NOOOO!!! BRIANNA, PLEAASEE!” “You hurt me! Why are you so cold?” I retorted. “Brianna, how do you want to handle this?” I smiled as Tammy pleaded. I knew exactly how.

I felt my heart skipped a few beats as Tammy was back on the table. Amy had confiscated everyone's phone. No-one was disappointed as Tammy's g-string was at her ankles. What an ass she has! So round. I climb on her legs, stretching my fingers. Tammy wailed as I began my declaration. “Did you enjoy flirting with Maddy?” “PLEASSEEE! I’M SORRYYYY!!! PLEASE NO MOOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOREEEEHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Each cheek rippled as my nails skimmed the surface. “So round, so soft, so tight. You seem really sensitive here. Are you?” I got a beam from Amy. "You should answer her, Tammy. Or perhaps we can lend her something." observed Natalie.