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Tickle community rollcall

Looking for new blogs to follow and if you do the same maybe this post will help!

Looking for adult blogs posting tickle art/writing/posts that are not posting irl content and are okay with kink blogs following!

If this is you go ahead and reblog and I will give you a follow!

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Belly in Need of Tickling (F/F)

Amy sat on her chair waiting for work. The clock slowly inched towards 6 o’clock, when clients would start coming in. But it was a slow day, it seemed she would have no client for the first hour at the very least. Just before she got ready to kick back and play on her phone for a while, Danielle came in to change things.

“Hey Amy, we just had a walk in, would you mind taking her?” Danielle asked.

“I wouldn’t mind at all,” Amy said perking up.

“Great, she’s filing out the paperwork I’ll bring them and her to you when she is finished,” Danielle told her before walking out of the room.

About 20 minutes later, a woman walked into the room.

“Are you Amy?” a woman asked opening the door about halfway, not yet showing herself to Amy.

“Yes, come on in.”

In came a woman, she looked to be in her late 20’s, maybe early 30’s. She was a bigger woman, large belly, large breasts, not very tall. She handed the papers to Amy and then nervously stood in front of her as Amy read them.

“I see, I see,” Amy said skimming the papers for important information, “Well Jessica, let’s get you on the pillar,” Amy said gesturing towards the pillar on the other side of the room. Jessica went over to the pillar and then stripped down to her underwear.

“So, what brings you here?” Amy asked Jessica as she tied her arms above her head.

“I was browsing a tickling page and someone recommended this place to me,” Jessica answered.

“Oh really? Nice to hear that people like us,” Amy responded. She finished locking Jessica in, “Feel comfortable?”

“Y-yes,” Jessica responded pulling at her restraints.

“I see you’ve never been tickled before,” Amy said getting really up and close to Jessica. Jessica began to blush hard.

“N-n-no, I’ve never been brave enough to try,” Jessica told her.

“Are you ticklish?” Amy teased as she lightly brushed her fingers against the woman’s sides.

Jessica giggled and squirmed.

“I guess that’s a yes,” Amy said smiling and continuing to drag her fingers lightly around the woman’s big belly.

“EEP!” Jessica squealed as Amy quickly dug her nails into her belly.

“This belly of yours is very sensitive~ isn’t it?” Amy said before digging her fingers into Jessica’s belly again.

“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!” Jessica laughed.

Amy picked up her pace, really taking advantage of Jessica’s ticklish belly. Her fingers wildly wiggling into the squishy flesh.

“OHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAD!” Jessica begged and laughed.

“You are very fun to play with~ tickle tickle tickle~” Amy tickled and teased her.

“NOHOHO! DOHOHONTEASENOHOHOHO!”

Amy got right up to Jessica’s ear, “You don’t want to hear me say…. Coochie coochie coo~”

“OHNOTHAAHAHAT’STHEWORSTNOHOHOHOHO!”

Amy giggled and squeezed Jessica’s sides.

Jessica laughed and squirmed, tears began to stream down her face.

Amy stopped, not wanting to overdo it with this first timer.

Jessica caught her breath while the tickling ceased.

“How has it been so far?” Amy asked her.

“A lot more intense than I thought,” Jessica admitted.

“Yeah, I get it. I remember my first session. I could barely handle it,” Amy told Jessica.

Jessica weakly giggled, “I guess I wasn’t as prepared as I thought.”

“Why don’t we stop here, I know you paid for a full hour, we can pick this back up later when you come back,” Amy offered Jessica some mercy.

“I think I’ll do that,” Jessica said. She looked very exhausted.

Amy let her out of her bonds and gave her some water before she got redressed.

“You’re a very good tickler,” Jessica complimented Amy.

“And you were a very good ticklee,” Amy teased.

“I’ll be back, I hope we can go longer next time,” Jessica said heading for the door.

“It depends how ticklish your belly is by then,” Amy and Jessica giggled.

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Fujiwara Kicho Bio by Nyankun21 Second in command of the Nakatagai Gang. Kicho Kicho may look like just an average girl who loves shoping, paries and taning, but is not to be underestimated.

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Risu Tickled Nuts (f/f)

On one stream, Risu stole Moona's piggy bank. She giggled to herself before opening it. 

"Don't worry, Moona can't get in here," Risu told the chat. 

But soon, Moona came knocking on her door. 

"Risu is not here!" She called out. 

Moona kept knocking until Risu opened the door and Moona came storming in. 

"Did you steal my piggy bank Risu?" Moona asked angrily. 

"No, I just borrowed it to count the coins inside," Risu responded back.

"Oh really? I don't want you taking it again, so I'm going to punish you so much you'll never think of doing it again," Moona told her.

"And how are you going to do that?" Risu asked.

"Like this," Moona tied risu to her chair with ropes she brought in. 

"Hey!" 

Moona got on the ground and took off Risu's shoes and began wiggling a finger over her feet. 

"Heeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheehee! That tickles!" 

"It's only going to get worse." Moona responded. 

She stood back up and reached into Risu's shirt and began tickling her underarms. 

"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" 

"Tickle, tickle~"

Risu laughed away while Moona continued to tickle her pits. Each finger fueling her tortured laughter. 

"PLEAHEEHEESTOPMOONA!" 

"Not until I'm done punishing you."

Moona stopped tickling her underarms, but then lifted up Risu's shirt and began digging her fingers into her belly. 

"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" 

Moona took her fingers around Risu's belly trying to see what worked. She even dipped a finger into her belly button to see how Risu reacted. 

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" 

Risu's belly was finally spared of more tickling, but Moona wasn't done yet. As Risu caught her breath, Moona went back down below Risu. 

"No Moona, not my feet. PleaHEEHEEHEEHEEHEESENOOHOHOHO!"

Risu's pleas were ignored as Moona unleashed her wrath on her soles. 

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" 

Moona raked her fingers up to Risu's toes and down hot her heels. Meanwhile, Risu laughed and laughed and wiggled and tried to escape, wanting the tickling to end. But it didn't, it just continued. The horrible tickling on her feet was too much for Risu, but finally it stopped after nearly 15 minutes of tickling. 

"I think I'm done now. I didn't want to stop because your laughter is so cute , and I think your fans agree," Moona said pointing to the screen. Risu realized she never ended her stream so her tickle session was heard by everyone. Her chat was going crazy and she had tons of superclass. 

Moona untied Risu who recomposed herself before speaking, "Hey guys I think I'm going to end my stream now. I will do a superchat reading stream later. Thank you for watching bye!" Then she ended the stream.

"Don't take my stuff again. If you do, you can expect more tickling~" Moona wiggled her fingers in the air as she said that, making Risu shudder.

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Mio Tickled for Milk (F/F)

One day Fubuki was looking through the fridge but something was wrong.

“Wah! We’re out of milk!” Fubuki exclaimed.

“What’s the matter Fubuki?” Mio asked rushing towards her.

“We don’t have any milk,” Fubuki told her.

“Aw it’s alright, it’s not the worst thing ever,” Mio assured Fubuki.

Fubuki pouted but then she looked over at Mio and then had a very mischievous smirk.

“W-what are you looking at me like that for?” Mio asked nervously.

Fubuki pounced on Mio catching her by surprise.

“Hey! What are you doing?” Mio asked trying to shake Fubuki off.

Fubuki lifted up Mio’s top and began to tickle her belly.

“Stohohohop thahahahat, ihihihihit tickles!”

After tickling her belly enough to weaken Mio, Fubuki reached behind Mio and unclasped her bra.

“What are you doing?” Mio asked, blushing red.

“Getting some milk,” Fubuki told her.

She began to wiggle her fingers over Mio’s big boobs making her laugh again.

“Ahahahahahah! Stohohop tihihihickling meeheeheehee!”

Fubuki skittered her fingers around and then circled them around and around Mio’s now hard nipples. For Mio it teased as much as it tickled. Finally, Fubuki’s fingers decended on Mio’s nipples which tickled more than Mio had expected.

“Nohohohohot theheheher! Dohohon’t tihihickle them!”

Fubuki continued to tickle and tease Mio’s nipples until finally they began to lactate. Fubuki then lowered her mouth onto Mio’s left nipple while continuing to tickle her right boob. Fubuki sucked her milk until she was satisfied. Mio was left on the floor catching her breath and blushing still topless. While Fubuki cuddled up on Mio happy.

“Thank you for the milk Mio,” Fubuki told her.

“Don’t mention it,” Mio said, giggling a bit.

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Karin and Asuna Tickle Corrected (m/ff)

While the rest of C&C were busy, Karin and Asuna stayed behind and they decided to be useful, they would help Sensei by cleaning up his office. Karin carefully and meticulously picked things up and cleaned and dusted while Asuna earnestly cleaned things up her own way. Just as they were finishing up, Sensei walked in surprised by Karin and Asuna.

“Master!” Asuna exclaimed seeing Sensei come in, “You can’t be in here yet we aren’t finished yet,” Asuna told Sensei trying to shoo him out.

“Oh sorry,” Sensei said, turning around smiling. But then he heard a sound that made him quickly turn around. The sight nearly brought tears to his eyes. One of his prized mech models on the floor broken.

“S-sorry Sensei,” Karin said.

“That was a special edition, and Yuuka would never let me replace it…”

“You’re not mad at us, are you master?” Asuna nervously asked.

Sensei then grabbed them and dragged them to the inner room of Schale, a secret room for special correction if needed. Sensei pressed a button and robotic arms grabbed the two girls, restraining them.

“What are you going to do to us?” Asuna asked.

Karin struggled against the restraints but found she wasn’t strong enough to break free.

Sensei pressed another button and more arms came out and ripped their maid uniforms off leaving them in only their underwear.

“Please have mercy on us!” Asuna begged.

“Not this time #.”

Sensei stepped towards Asuna, she had a nervous look on her face and began to sweat. Then, Sensei began wiggling his fingers in her armpits.

“Mahahaster that tihihihickles!”

Karin watched with wide eyes. Both her and Asuna were very ticklish. And being restrained like this, there was nothing they could do. They would be forced to take whatever tickling Sensei gave to them.

“P-please Sensei you don’t have to do this, we can find some way to buy you a new one,” Karin begged desperately.

“Quiet,” Sensei said leaving Asuna and going over to Karin.

He began to tickle her sides which forced lots of laughter from Karin.

“Pleaheeheehees Sensei!” Karin continued to beg.

Sensei pressed another button and a couple of arms came out and began to tickle Asuna’s belly.

“Wahahahaha! No mahahahahahaster!”

Sensei continued to tickle Karin, exploring different parts of her. He tickled her belly, her armpits, her thighs, all of these were ticklish and got plenty of laughter from Karin. And when he was done with Karin, he moved over to Asuna. As ticklish as Karin was Asuna was even more ticklish.

“AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! MAHAHAHASTER PLEEHEEHEESE!”

Sensei kneaded Asuna’s sides as the robot arms tickled her armpits. Asuna was laughing super hard and thrashing about as much as she was allowed.

Sensei could have kept doing this for hours, but he took mercy on them and stopped after just 15 minutes.

“Sorry… Sensei…” Karin said in between deep breaths.

“It’s okay,” Sensei replied, “You guys can come back and clean for me any time, I had lots of fun.”

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My Mom the Tickling Dom (f/f)

My name is Amy, I'm 19 years old and I live with my parents. I have a job, but I can't afford to move out. Rent is too high and wages are too low. I wondered how my parents ever afforded anything.

I was going through some old stuff when I found some letters. They were addressed to my mom. The first one was a formal business letter. It talked about an arrangement to have someone, tickled? The other letter also mentioned tickling. I had no idea what these were about and decided to go to my mom to ask.

"I was going through some things and I found these," I handed the letters over to my mother.

"These must have got mixed up with my other things. I thought I got rid of all these damn letters," she said looking at them.

"What are these letters about?"

She sighed, "My old job. People used to hire me to tickle them or others. I got a lot of my money from that job. Your father has a pretty good job now, but most of our money came from this."

"You never told me."

"I was hoping you never knew," she threw the letters away and went back to cleaning dishes.

I thought about what she said about the money, "Hey mom, how much were you paid for it?"

"It depended on the job, but generally it was very good pay."

I was getting an idea I wasn't sure my mom would like.

"Do you think I could do something like that?" I asked.

Mom stopped what she was doing and looked at me, "It's not an easy job. Do you think you can do a job like that? One where you must always be in control, always ready to tickle someone completely?"

"I think I can," I didn't know what I was getting into, but I was motivated by the money I could get.

Mom thought for a minute, "Okay, let me take you somewhere and show you something."

We got into the car and mom drove us into town. She lead me to an unmarked building. The inside looked like a normal doctors office. The woman at the front desk looked up from her computer.

"Do you have an appointment- Mistress Amanda!" she was surprised to see my mom.

"Hello Danielle, it's been a long time. I'm surprised you still work here." my mom said.

"I like it here, but it hasn't been the same since you left. What brings you back here?" Danielle asked.

"This is my daughter Amy, she's taken an interest in the job."

"Nice to meet you Amy. You look just as beautiful as your mother."

"Thank you."

"Are any rooms empty? I would like to show her what this job is about."

Danielle went back to her computer, "It looks like we have some open."

My mom leaned over the counter, "Could you book one for two hours. That should be all the time I need," I'm pretty sure I wasn't supposed to hear that.

Danielle typed a few things into the computer, "Okay I have room 6 booked for you."

"How much will that be?"

"I'm not going to charge our founder. Enjoy your time here."

"Thank you Danielle."

Danielle unlocked the door and we went in. There were lots of rooms with the doors closed.

"You founded this place?" there was a lot I didn't know about mom.

-

For as long as I could remember, she's been a stay at home mom. She took care of me and the house every day. She didn't seem interesting to me. I remember even calling my mom boring at some points. I never would have imagined she did anything like this. I can't recall during my life that she's ever done anything.

-

"It was a long time ago, but yes I did found this place. And here we are room 6."

I stepped inside and I was both surprised and confused by what I saw. There was a pillar, some stocks, cuffs, feathers, brushes, and more.

"You stay here, I'm going to go grab something," she left me alone in the room.

I checked out the different things they had there. Much of it I didn't know the use of. Mom was soon back, but she was now wearing a tight leather outfit that left her very exposed.

"They still had my old outfit here. Although it's a little tighter than I remember," she tried readjusting her outfit, "Now let me introduce you to the world of tickling," she walked over to the wall of items, "You see these? These are the many tools used for tickling. Each tool has a different use, so it's important to know what they all do."

"Do I have to wear a leather outfit like yours?" it didn't look very comfortable.

"The outfit is a must. It may be uncomfortable at first, but you get used to it," she walked over to the pillar, "These and the stocks are used to restrain a person. Where you want to tickle them will determine which you use."

She continued explaining restraining your victim and a few other things.

"Allow me to show you how it's done," she began preparing the pillar.

"Are you going to bring someone in to use as a demonstration?" I asked.

"No," I realized where this was going, "Amy, strip down to your underwear and get over here."

I hesitantly did as she said. I went over to the pillar and she secured my wrists and ankles.

"You're going to tickle me even though I'm your daughter?" I thought she would be kinder since I was family.

"Being family never stopped me. How do you think I get your father to listen to me?"

She lightly stroked her fingers down my sides, making my lips tremble and my belly tense. I fully expected her to attack my belly but she quickly began tickling my underarms. I was caught completely off guard and I burst out laughing.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHA!!"

"The more unpredictable you are, the more laughs you get," she began tickling my ribs now.

"HAhAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!"

"Tickling is a job that requires skill," she moved down to my belly and began using her nails, "There are many techniques. And different techniques work on different people."

She continued to skillfully use her fingers all over my belly and side. I was amazed at how good she was.

"You should explore different parts to see where they are ticklish. Since they won't always tell you," she moved to my hips and tickled them.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!"

"Tickling also requires lots of stamina. As the tickler you aren't using as much energy, but you will still use up some. You may need to tickle for hours and you need to have the energy to do that."

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAA!!"

After a few more minutes of tickling, she stopped and went over to the wall and grabbed something.

"This is a weapon all ticklers know well, the feather," the one she had was large, white, and very fluffy. She began using it on my belly, waving it up and down.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA !!"

"It's a very different sensation huh? Mixing things up every so often is also important. It keeps them from getting used to anything."

She moved the feather from my belly to my sides and then to my ribs. She kept changing the pace and pattern of her tickling making me laugh nonstop.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAA!!"

20 minutes of feather tickling later, she stopped.

"You're probably wondering why this place exists, why we do this. Some people will pay good money to get tickled by one of us. Some people want to be tickled. But, tickling can be used for pleasure or torture. That is the darker side of tickling and this job. I sometimes did deals with some that would pay me a small fortune to tickle someone. I tickled them to get information out of them, or get them to give something up, or agree to something. In that case, you need to be a sadistic tickler that will torture your victims and satisfy your clients."

"How often did you do that?"

"Very often, I wasn't cheap to hire, but I was effective and so they would come to me for my services. And I enjoyed tickling every single victim they gave me, mostly," she had a look on her face I was unfamiliar with and it scared me, "Not all days are fun. Some days are bad, but other days are a hell of a lot of fun."

She quickly went back to tickling my belly, catching me by surprise again.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!HOWLONG!!HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!"

"Only another hour to go."

I was amazed I made it an hour. But I was already done. But mom wasn't done at all. Her fingers didn't let up for a second.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHA!!OHHOHOHOHOHOHOMYGAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!"

Tears were streaming down my face and my cheeks hurt from all the laughing.

"Pay attention to how they react to different things. Their words can lie, but their bodies don't."

She leaned down blew a raspberry on my belly while using her nails on my sides making me laugh uncontrollably.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA!!!"

"Also don't forget to have fun. You have to enjoy tickling and be passionate about it to really do it well. And you will be more motivated to keep going."

Her fingers skittered down from my sides to my hips.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA !!!"

"As the tickler, you are the one in charge, always. They have to listen to everything you say or you will punish them. Some need to be reminded of their place."

She intensified her tickling a bit as if to demonstrate.

"BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH AHAHAHAHAHA!!!!"

"Remember to be careful. You don't always know who you are dealing with. Especially, when dealing with tickle torture jobs.

She continued tickling.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"

"Oh, and one more thing. Never show mercy!"

She spent the last ten minutes on severe tummy tickling.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!WHENDOESITEND!!!!HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!"

After that, our two hours were finally over. She untied me and helped me over to a chair. While I sat and rested, she left and changed her clothes. I put my clothes back on too.

"You really went hard on me," I told her.

"Oh no, I was very much so holding back."

I suddenly felt very sorry for who ever had the misfortune of being tickle tortured by my mom.

We left the room and went back to the front office.

"Thank you for coming by Amanda," Danielle said waving goodbye.

"Thank you for letting us in. We'll have to meet and catch up some time," mom said before we left. We got back in the car and mom turned to me, "After being in there, do you still want to do it? Do you want to become a tickler?"

"Yes, I do. I can do it," I had some doubts, but for some reason I decided I would. Maybe tickling was in the blood.

"Alright, I'll call up Jade, she runs the place now. I'll see if she can get you a job."

Things seemed to work out perfectly. I was let go from my other job because they were cutting back on workers. But, Jade agreed to meet me. One week later, I met Jade back at the place mom had brought me.

"So, you're Amanda's daughter?" Jade asked.

"Yes, and I would like to get a job here as a tickler," it felt funny saying that at first.

"I'm sure your mother has told you what it takes to be a tickler here."

"She has. I may be inexperienced, but I'm determined to do what it takes."

"Your mother was a legendary tickler, and no doubt the best to have ever worked here. I‘m sure that you will be a great tickler too," she reached out and shook my hand, "Welcome to The Tickling Dungeon Amy."

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