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The Birth of a Tickle Mage
Some say the gods refused to give humans magic because they'll use it for evil. Some say that magic doesn't exist. I, on the other hand, believe that magic exists. They just haven't looked hard enough yet. I've deciphered the scrolls left by our ancestors. I've followed the path laid by the gods. I've entered temples and caves that others wouldn't dare to approach. All to prove that magic is real. And that's what led me to this underground temple today. I walked up to the golden gates of the temple with pillars that went from the ground to the tall ceiling. All along the bottom were carvings of different body parts. Fingers, stomachs, feet, thighs, and more. I stared in awe for a few seconds before heading into the temple. I opened the gates with all my strength before being met with a small chamber. The entrance had a golden tint on it. I examined the room, but it was fairly empty. Not much was there to begin with. There was a black feather pen in front of the back wall. The wall it was in front of also had a weird design. The design made it look like a pair of giant feet were resting there. I walked up to them, noticing something inscribed in them. "I can be found at specific places. In certain locations both common and unique. When found, I am the equivalent of diamond. What am I?" It read. I stared at it for a few seconds before grabbing the pen. I walked up to the wall and began writing just under the question. Lucky for me, the holster for the pen was filled with ink, allowing me to write on the wall without worry. As I wrote on the wall, I could hear small giggles echoing off the walls. I wrote on the soles "`laughter.`" Since it felt like the obvious answer. Once I finished writing and took the pen away, and watched as the wall slowly backed away and lifted up into the ceiling. However, I did find another wall not too far behind it. This time, it looked like a stomach that had been carved out. A small belly button was not too far off the ground with similar writing on the wall. "I am a touch that can be both gentle and hard. Small or large can be equally as hard. When used correctly, laughter ensues, but misuse me, and pain consumes. What am I?" I had to stare at this one for a bit longer. I did assume it was tickling based due to the laughter part, but it did take me a bit longer to figure it out. Eventually, I took a small gamble and put down "fingers." I wrote it just above the belly button. As I wrote it, I heard more stifled giggles bouncing off the gold tinted walls. I even made sure to take my time with writing my answer, drawing out the small, high pitched giggles. They were so adorable and so much fun to hear. When I finished writing, I pulled my hand away and watched. The wall shook before sinking into the ground moments later. I watched what looked like a spiraling blue portal on the other end of the hall. I could see what looked like stars heading to the center of the room. After a few seconds of staring in awe, I walked up to it. As soon as I touched it, I found myself in a pure white room. It was perfectly circular with chains coming from the wall. The chains extended to the center of the room where they held a woman, looking no older than 20, by her wrists and ankles. She was even forced to stand on her tiptoes. She slowly looked up to me with her dark purple hair and black eyes. "Finally. Been like 5000 years since I was sent out all those hints. What took you so long?" She asked in an exhausted tone. "Sorry. Took me a bit to find them all and translate them." I replied as I walked up to her. She seemed to be wearing nothing more than a light dress with shoulder straps. It didn't cover more than needed and only went down to her knees. It fit tightly on her as she pulled on the chains. "At least you got it. Unfortunately, I'm a bit stuck here. I would ask you to break me free, but I doubt that's part of the deal. So, anything I can do for you?" She asked as she kept pulling at the chains with all her might. As she spoke, I walked up to her. After all, I did want a specific type of magic. Plus I didn't want to give up a golden opportunity like this. "You can get me anything, right? Even magic?" I asked, just to confirm. I wanted to prove that magic was out there after all. "Yes, even though I'll limit it because magic can easily destroy the world." She said as I walked behind her. "So, what kind of magic do yo-" She said before jumping slightly. Course, the reason why she jumped was because I gave her sides a quick squeeze. And oh boy, it gave the perfect reaction. I switched to scribbling my fingers up and down her sides with the largest smile on my face. "NAHAHAHAHA! ALREHEHEHAHAHAHDY!" She laughed out. Her laugh was so high pitched and cute. Her body squirmed ever so slightly within its bonds. "Hmmm. Let me see a few more spots, then we can talk about tickle magic. Okay?" I responded as I spidered my way up to her ribs. As I did, I could feel her jumping slightly and trying to pull her hands down. "TAHAHAHAKE YOUR TIHIHIHIHIME!" She laughed while shaking her head. Made me so glad to pursue this journey. To get to meet and tickle a goddess like this is so worth it. Plus, if I had to take a guess at the moment, she enjoys it. I decided to take her suggestion and explore a little more. I slowly spidered my way to her belly, teasing all along the way. As I did, I could hear small squeals escape her lips as she sucked her tummy in. I couldn't help but smile as I pulled her in a little more and scribbled all over her stomach. My fingers went all around and teased around her sucked in belly button as she leaned closer. I don't think she could help it but it was cute nonetheless. She squealed the whole time between her laughter, shaking her head the longer it went on. I did spend a good amount of time there but I had to see something. I laid down behind her, letting her regain her breath. She did relax the best she could, but she couldn't exactly lay down or stand any other way because of the chains. Course, this didn't stop me from scribbling my fingers on her exposed soles seconds later. And her reaction was priceless. She laughed and jumped again, trying to lift her legs up or move them away. "NAHAHAHAHAHA! NOHOHOHOHO MOHOHOHOREHEHEHEHE!" She kept laughing as I teased her silky smooth soles and arches, getting her instep and even her heels. It was so much fun. I didn't spend longer than a few seconds though. "So, about that tickle magic." I mentioned with a smug smile. I watched her regain her breath, holding her head back with a smile on her face. Her long purple hair was in her face at this point, and even I could tell the excitement in her eyes. "I'll give you access to all kinds of tickle magic that could be useful. You have to learn it yourself though." She said as she snapped her fingers. Moments later, a set of golden claws appeared. I noticed that each finger had its own marking on it, but I wasn't able to make them out at the moment. The claws floated towards me, basically putting them on my fingers themselves. "The Golden Claws of Ikkili. The only spell I'll actually teach you is to duplicate them. You can basically control the duplicates like a puppet." She explained as I kept examining them. "In order to summon them, you have to concentrate on a second set of claws floating in front of you and will it into being. The claws will bring your desire to reality." She continued to explain. I nodded to her, wanting to try it out for myself. I looked over the claws again, trying to get a good image in my head. After about a minute or two of examining them, I think I got a good picture of them in my head. I closed my eyes and did my best to imagine them. The yellow glow around them, the markings on each finger, and the ticklish feeling I'm confident they produce. I don't know how long I focused, but I kept thinking about them. I kept imagining them. I kept wanting them to be an extension of me. "Open your eyes." The goddess said after some time passed. I slowly opened my eyes to see the claws in front of me with a faint yellow glow. However, upon further examination, I noticed the markings were a little different. "You did it. So why not give it a go." She said before biting her lip in anticipation. I couldn't help but smile mischievously as I wiggled my now twenty fingers in front of her. As soon as I did, she squeaked and giggled a little. It was cute. I decided to walk up to her and scribble my claws up and down her ribs, especially getting between them. As I did, the phantom claws went to the soles of her feet and began scribbling there. "EEEEEEHEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHA! YOHOHOHURE DOHOHOING WEHEHEHEHELL!" She laughed out in excitement. Her body squirmed within my grasp, squealing as she jumped slightly. However, it didn't stop me. Instead, my fingers went up to her exposed pits and scribbled there too. God the reaction in attacking all four places at the same time was fantastic. I felt like I was in a dream. She screamed and squealed when I got to these spots. Her head shook, her hair went everywhere, even hitting me in the face a few times as I scribbled all over her pits and soles. Her screams of ticklish delight were just too intoxicating to stop. She would even try to pull her arms down and lean away from me, but with the chains there was nowhere to go. I did stop after a few more seconds of her screaming and squealing in my grasp, unable to get away. I walked back into her view and smiled at her, attempting to dismiss the claws by her feet. They must've stopped tickling though, because she stopped laughing and was regaining her breath. "J-just think about something else." She said between her pants. I decided to snap my fingers and the claws instantly went away. Typically, it's a way for me to clear my head to move on to another topic. "Thanks. It's one of the best things you could've given me." I said to her with a smile. "You're welcome. The claws, and anything else you wish to create or possess, act like a puppet. It'll follow your fingers' movements so keep that in mind." The goddess explained while hanging her head back. "Now go, and be sure to visit from time to time." I couldn't help but smile when she said that. She even looked happy to offer me that. I can't wait to revisit.
Literature
Ticklee of the Town
Emily drove up to the school parking lot. Quickly, she stopped the car, unlocked the car door and let her son escape the car. She watched as he ran off into school excitedly. The tall blonde woman sighed in relief as she reached over and closed the door he ran out of. It was then that she heard someone tapping her window. The sudden disturbance caused her to jump.  Slowly, she lowered the window and smiled at the guy that was standing before her. "Hello." She said with a smile.  "What's the plan for today?" The father asked as he watched more kids being dropped off at the school.  "Just going shopping and maybe a walk in the park." The blonde woman said while adjusting her tank top.  "That sounds nice. I'll be cleaning up while my wife is out." The man said as he took a step back. "Hoping you get everything you need." He said, noticing a couple cars stopping behind Emily. The two of them waved to each other before Emily drove off.  Slowly, she drove off to the supermarket, singing to herself and readjusting her shorts. When she parked, her feet quickly slipped on her flip flops as she headed inside. Once inside, she saw very few people walking around. Quickly, the woman began to pick up everything she needed.  When she was nearly finished, she noticed a much smaller woman struggling to reach the top shelf. Without any hesitation, she walked up to the woman with a smile. "I'll get that for you." She said as she reached up, holding her shopping basket with her arm. However, as she did, the red haired woman pouted. The smaller woman immediately grabbed onto Emily's side and began squeezing it. The sudden tickling sensation caused the blonde woman to giggle and squirm. Her arm shot down to her side as she tried to protect her ticklish side. "I can get it." The redhead said as she tried to reach up again.  "But it looks like you're struggling." Emily responded as she reached up again. The red haired woman quickly scribbled her fingers in the blonde's exposed armpit.  When she did, Emily bursted out laughing while clamping her arm down. "Hehehehehe stahahahahap!" She laughed as she trapped the other woman's hand. She took a step away, trying to get away from her tickler.  After a few seconds, the woman stopped and pulled her hand out of its prison. "Let me get it." The redhead said as she reached up again. Emily recomposed herself, giggling slightly as she watched the other woman struggle to even reach the top shelf, let alone take what she wanted. A smile was on her face as she reached up again. The redhead, frustrated at this point, walked up immediately behind Emily. Without any hesitation, she scribbled her fingers in the blonde woman's pits. "I said I'd get it."  "Hehehehe! Lehehehehet me hehehehelp youhuhuhuhu!" Emily laughed out as her arms instinctively went back to her. Her upper body wiggled as her hands still reached out to the object of desire that the redhead wanted. Her tickler's fingers danced all over her sensitive pits, causing more forced laughter to escape from the woman's lips. Her arms would move closer to the product only to pull away to protect her sensitive pits. Her hands clenched into fists as the teasing fingers focused on the center of her pits. "Cmohohohohon! I cahahahan't rehehehahahach!" She pleaded as her body wiggled left and right.  After a bit of tickling, her hand quickly grabbed the item and brought it down. The redhead sighed in defeat as she took what she wanted and walked away. Emily spent a few minutes rubbing her pits and regaining her breath. A smile was stuck on her face as she curled her toes happily. "T-that was fun." She said as she walked to the checkout.  After buying her groceries and getting in her car, she drove out to the park. While in the park, she looked around and took in the fresh air. The sun shone down on her as her long hair gently flowed in the wind. Her blue eyes noticed how few people were in the park. One that caught her eye was someone sitting with an easel in front of him. She began to walk past him when suddenly, the man with the curly black hair ran in front of her. "Sorry. My name is Alexander. If it isn't any trouble, can you be my model?" He asked her while regaining his breath.  Emily blushed as she looked at the guy. She nodded shyly, following him to the water fountain that he set up at. She quickly sat down in front of the easel, sitting up as straight as she could for him. She watched as he attempted to get a good angle on her. The two sat for a couple minutes before he hung his head. "Can you try a different pose?" Alexander asked.  "Like this?" Emily asked as she slipped off her flip flops and sat on her legs. Slowly, she fixed the hem of her shirt so that no skin was showing. The artist kept staring at her, squinting slightly.  Slowly, Alexander shook his head. He got up and walked up to her, looking her up and down. As he did, the tall woman couldn't help but blush slightly at his staring. "May I?" He asked. Emily nodded as she sat up properly again. Slowly, Alexander put her sitting perpendicular to the easel. Her bare feet together, facing out while the woman held her toes back as if she was stretching. However, even though she was in the position he specified, he still couldn't start sketching. After a couple minutes, she watched as Alexander walked up to another woman passing nearby.  The conversation between the two lasted for a few minutes before the two of them walked back over. "This is Crystal. She's here to help." Alexander said. Crystal smiled and sat down by Emily's feet. Emily watched as Alexander went back to the easel. "Just remember to keep still. I want as few things moving as possible." He yelled at them.  Crystal and Emily nodded before looking at each other. Crystal slowly laid in front of Emily before using her index fingers to gently tickle away at Emily's taut soles and arches. As soon as the ticklish sensation registered in her brain, a smile formed on Emily's face. Her feet did their best to stay still as the urge to giggle only grew. The two fingers teased away at the woman's sensitive soles, making it harder for her to concentrate. Her feet twitched as her toes tried to curl against her fingers. However, her hands kept her toes back and her sensitive soles taut.  Her eyes looked at Crystal, noticing a faint smile on her face as her fingers teased Emily's sensitive soles. The fingers caused the forced smile to grow. Her legs shook slightly until Alexander told them to keep still. The laughter in her chest was building up as she wondered why Crystal didn't stop tickling her. "P-please. It tihihihickles." She managed to say before giggling softly.  The gently, yet maddening tickling caused her to lean her head back. Her mouth opened wide as she tried her hardest to stay quiet. Her eyes closed as she laughed silently. The tickling sensation shot up her legs as Crystal's fingers teased her sensitive soles and arches. What made it worse was that the nails slowly explored the bottom of her feet. She could feel them going to her insteps, making it harder to keep the laughter down. The worst spot was her toes though. When the tickly fingers made their way to her toes, she broke. Giggles flowed out of her lips as she shook her head. "Nuhuhuhu! Plehehehahase nahahahat theheherehehe!" She pleaded through her giggles.  "Sorry, but this is too much fun now." Crystal said as her smile grew.  "Can you keep your head still, preferably looking at Crystal." Alexander said from the easel. Emily nodded, trying her hardest to stare at her tickler as she torturously teased the bottom of her sensitive feet. The fingers didn't stop their teasing. Instead, the index fingers gently scribbled away at the base of her toes and even teased between them.  Emily's giggles got more frantic the longer this went on. Her feet kept twitching and her head struggled to stay in place. "Plehehehahahase hehehehehehe. I cahahahan't tahahahake ihihihit!" She begged through her laughter.  "Not my fault you're holding your toes back. I couldn't resist." Crystal responded as she slipped her nails between the woman's toes. The sudden attack to such a sensitive spot forced Emily to burst into hysterical laughter. Her head shook side to side as her laughter was forced out of her. Despite her best efforts, she was unable to hold it in anymore. Her toes pushed against her hands which were doing her best to hold her toes out of pure instinct. Tears began to form as her most ticklish spot on her feet were targeted.  "Okay, Crystal, can you put your fingers in place?" Alexander requested. The other woman nodded as she moved her index fingers into the middle of Emily's soles.  However, she gently pushed down on Emily's soles. The change in pace allowed the woman to regain her breath, but giggles still slowly snuck out due to the ticklish sensation teasing the middle of her foot. Her smile refused to vanish and the tears in her eyes didn't go down.  The two of them stayed like that for a few minutes. The longer they stayed still, the more Emily giggled and twitched. The constant ticklish sensation shooting up the middle of her feet was driving her mad. "Hehehehehe anyhyhyhyhy lohohohohonger?" She asked Alexander.  "I'm done with the fingers now. I just need to do Crystal now. Just stay there as I finish up the rough sketch." Alexander said.  As soon as he finished explaining, Emily bursted out laughing. She felt Crystal's fingers dart in between her toes and tickle them relentlessly. The nails caused her to laugh hard as tears ran down her cheeks. The overly sensitive toes pushed against her fingers, but unable to capture Crystal's.  After a few more minutes, Emily was forced into silent laughter. Her head shook frantically as she tried her hardest to stay still. During this, Crystal just smiled happily at her ticklish victim as her fingernails danced between the mother's ticklish toes. Moments later, Alexander stopped and told them they were done.  Crystal pulled her hands away from the pair of feet in front of her. Emily laid back, taking in multiple deep breaths while wiping the tears away from her eyes. Her feet scrunched up and wiggled frantically, trying to get the ticklish feeling out of her feet. As she recovered, Crystal saw the first initial sketch that Alexander made. She commented on it, saying it was really good before leaving.  Alexander slowly made his way to Emily, smiling as he did so. "I'll show it to you later. I want to add a few things when I get home. Thanks for modeling for me." He said. The blonde woman only gave him a thumbs up as she regained her breath. The smile she had before was still stuck on her face.  Well after everyone left, she slowly got to her feet, put on her flip flops and went through the rest of her day. After getting her son from school and driving home, she started making dinner. As soon as she put the food in the oven, she heard someone knocking on her door. "Coming." She said, feeling fully recovered from the tickling she went through earlier. When she opened the door, she noticed her neighbor standing on the other side. "Hey, Mary." Emily said in a surprised voice.  "Hey. May I come in?" The older, brown haired woman requested. Emily agreed to her request, allowing her neighbor inside. "Where's the rascal?" She asked as she took a seat on the couch.  "He's in his room doing homework. I currently have something in the oven and my husband will be home soon." Emily said as she sat next to her neighbor.  "That's good." Mary said as she noticed Emily's bare feet on the carpeted floor. "How has your day been?"  "Eventful. You know how it is. Everyone loves to hear my laughter." Emily replied in a playful tone as she wiggled her toes. The teasing managed to keep Mary's hazel eyes glued to her.  "I'm sure. I can't believe you just let everyone tickle you. I couldn't even imagine wearing such footwear or clothes. I'd die if someone just touched me." Mary said as she looked up at Emily who was smiling.  "It's all about taking care of yourself. Pedicures also help a ton since they keep my feet nice and soft and looking beautiful." The blonde woman said in a joking manner.  Mary rolled her eyes as she turned her body towards Emily. "I don't believe you." She said with a smirk. As if on cue, the tall blonde woman put her bare feet on her neighbor's lap. She wiggled her toes happily, as if proud of how soft and sensitive her feet were. While her guard was down, Mary immediately took hold of Emily's soft feet. She began scribbling her fingers all over the bottom of Emily's feet. Her fingers glided effortlessly all over the soft soles and arches in her lap. "My oh my, they are soft. My fingers are just gliding all over them." She said.  As soon as the tickling started, the tall blonde bursted out laughing. She reached out to her neighbor, attempting to grab hold of her arm. "MAHAHAHAHAHARY! PLEHEHEHAHAHASE DOHOHOHOHOHON'T" She laughed out. Her feet wiggled and gently pulled against Mary's grip. Her feet scrunched up, giving her tickler multiple crevices to glide her fingertips against.  "This is the best way to see how soft they are. I must say that they are very soft. My fingers just glide right along them." Mary said as she kept scribbling away at the ticklish feet in front of her. They squirmed and wiggled in her grasp, but were unable to pull away as the dancing fingers elicited more laugher from Emily.  The blonde mother kept laughing, wiggling from side to side as her laughter filled the living room. "NAHAHAHAHAHA! IHIHIHIVE BEHEHEHEHEN TIHIHIHICKLED ALL DAHAHAHAHAHAY!" She admitted as she fell back. Her hand went over her mouth, trying to muffle her hysterical laughter. Her hands clenched into a fist as she hit the couch they were on. Despite all this, Mary kept on tickling the helpless feet in her lap. It was as if Emily gave into the tickles.  The teasing fingers kept on their assault for a few minutes, driving the mother deeper into hysterics. That was until the oven beeped at them. When it did, Mary slowed her fingers to a stop and pulled away. "Shall I assume dinner is done?" She asked.  "N-no. That was just the oven reaching temperature." The blonde woman responded as she regained her breath. Her feet rubbed against the woman's thigh, trying to erase the phantom sensations on them.  "Oh, then I can continue." Mary said as she brought the sensitive feet back to her lap. One hand immediately held back the left foot, exposing the toes to her ticklish assault. Her fingers immediately began to tickle the base of her toes, forcing Emily back into hysterics.  "NOHOHOHOHOHOHO! PLEHEHEHEHAHAHAHASE!" The tall woman begged as she tried to protect one foot with the other. However, this only led to her right foot being tickled instead. The fingers scribbled all over the bottom of the right foot until it went into hiding.  The dreaded cycle continued for a while. Her left toes being the main target while her right foot took some of the damage for it. Emily's laughter spiked whenever her toes would be attacked, and be more frantic when her right foot would be tickled. Tears started to form and run down her cheeks as she wiggled from side to side. Her hand muffled her laughter that still filled the room. That was until Mary got between her toes. As soon as she did, the ticklish feeling overwhelmed her. "NAAAAAAAHAHAHAHA! PLEHEHEHEAHAHAHAHSE! MEHEHEHEHERCYHYHYHYHY!" She screamed out as she bounced on the couch a bit.  "But you love it. If you didn't, you wouldn't let everyone tickle you, would you?" Mary said as she meticulously tickled between each toe on her left foot.  "OKAHAHAHAHAHAY! OKAHAHAHAHAY! I DOHOHOHOHOHOHO!" Emily admitted. When she did, Mary stopped. She slowly took hold of her right foot, letting the left curl up and rub against her thighs. However, when she began to tickle the base of her toes, the laughter came flowing right out again. "WHYHYHYHYHY?!" She asked as the tears rolled down her cheeks.  "You said you loved being tickled. Who would I be if I denied you what you loved?" Mary said as she kept tickling the base of Emily's toes, as well as between them. Emily screamed into her hands as she tried to pull her feet away. However, Mary's grip prevented the foot from running away. Emily was forced to take the tickling, screaming with tear stained eyes.  After a bit, Emily went into silent laughter. The blonde was squirming and trying to pull herself away from her merciless tickler. Tears kept going down her face, showing no signs of stopping. However, the door opened in the middle of the tickle session.  Slowly, Jessie walked in, bringing in his bag while looking at the two women on the couch. He noticed Emily's feet in Mary's lap, with Emily recovering from what looked like an intense workout. Meanwhile, Mary was already on her phone, scrolling through aimlessly. "Had fun you two?" He asked them.  "Yep." Mary said as she brought the blonde woman's feet to the floor. "I think I'll be taking my leave now. Have fun." She said as she left the house.  Jessie immediately walked up to his wife, allowing her to recover her breath before dinner was ready. After a while, the family came together and ate dinner. Once their child was asleep, the two of them snuck off to their bedroom. Emily wrapped her arms around her stick of a husband. Jessie did the same, giving her sides a squeeze in the process. This caused the tall woman to giggle frantically. "Hehehehey! I've been tickled all day you know?" She said in a giggly tone.  "I'm sure you were. Wouldn't you want a few more giggles while we did something else though?" Jessie asked in a mischievous tone while still squeezing up and down his wife's sides. All the blonde woman did was nod while wiggling in his arms. 
Literature
Dress Like a Princess, Be Tickled Like One (M/F)
Cassie was walking around the fair with a smile on her face. Her green eyes lit up as she looked at the multiple stalls and shows that she passed by. Tents that sold clothes, bows, metalworks, and more. She took each step with her flats carefully so that she wouldn't step on her dress. The pink dress, combined with her homemade crown, allowed her to look like a princess. Slowly, she walked up to a nearby show, standing by the entrance to the area. The seats were filled with everyone watching the stage where a jester stood with a covered object next to him. The jester, complete with a jingly hat and brightly colored clothes, smiled as he looked throughout the crowd. "I would love to show you how a princess would be entertained, but I would need a volunteer princess." He said with a smile on his face. His hand was placed just above his eyes as he pretended to search the crowd.  It was then that Cassie raised her hand up as high as she could. The eighteen year old had a beaming smile on her face as she stood on her tiptoes. "Over here!" She yelled out, drawing some attention to herself.  As she did, the jester smiled as he laid eyes on her. "Yes, my fair princess, come on stage." He said aloud as he gestured for her to come on stage. Cassie giggled as she walked onto the stage, standing next to the covered object. The jester looked her up and down, turning back to the crowd immediately afterwards. "She definitely eats like royalty." He said in a playful way, poking fun at her chubby figure.   Cassie, picking up the tone, gave a mocking shocked look at the worker. "How rude! I should have your head for that!" She yelled out in an exaggerated tone. She placed her hand on her chest as a pout formed on her face.  "Oh my, my apologies, your highness. I would very much like to keep my head. Are you enjoying the fair?" The jester asked while bowing to the princess.  "Why yes I am. Thank you for asking." Cassie responded, relaxing a bit with a smile on her face.  "I'm glad. Means everyone can keep their heads. Now, I'm sure you're looking to be entertained just like everyone else." He responded as he turned to the crowd. Cassie nodded when he turned back to her with an eager smile on her face. "Well that's what my job is as your court jester. Don't worry, I'll make sure to put a nice smile on your face bigger than the one you currently have." He added.  "It'll be hard to do that." Cassie chimed in instinctively.  "Oh I hope not. Now, what did the bartender ask the horse when he entered the tavern?" The jester began to say.  "What did he ask?" Cassie responded, playing along to the corny joke.  "Why the long face?" The man shouted before laughing at his own joke in an over exaggerated manner. Cassie just shook her head at the bad joke as the man stood up straight. "You don't like the joke?" He asked. When Cassie responded with another head shake, the jester quickly took out three rubber balls. He began juggling in front of the princess, attempting to do tricks in front of everyone. "How about this?" He asked?  "Not that interesting." Cassie said in a monotone voice.  When she did, the jester stopped juggling, wincing when one of the balls landed on his curled shoe. "Oh please, your highness! If I can make you laugh even once, can I keep my head?" He asked while getting on his knees and clasping his hands together, praying to her.  "If you can make me laugh, then I shall allow you to keep your head." Cassie agreed as she watched the man plead with her. The man immediately jumped to his feet and happily walked to the covered object, pulling out a chair from underneath the tarp. "Sit in your throne my liege. I'll help you afterwards." He said. Cassie walked over and sat down in her new throne, smiling as she did so. "Now put your feet through, you'll know you're through when you feel my hand on your foot." He instructed. Cassie did as she was told, slowly putting her legs under the tarp, feeling for a place to put her feet in. After pushing on the mysterious object a few times, she finally put her feet through the holes and relaxed. As soon as she did so, the jester switched a lock, preventing the princess from escaping.  Moments later, the man removed the tarp and revealed to everyone that he locked her in a set of wooden stocks. "Tada! I can save my head!" He said with a smile on his face.  Cassie took a few seconds to assess her current situation. When she realized what he meant, a blush began to form on her cheeks. "Y-you know, I think you can keep your head." She said in a much more shy tone as she sunk into the chair.  "Oh, but what kind of jester would I be if I didn't make you laugh at least once. A washed up one." He said as he slowly removed her flats, revealing Cassie's wide feet and curled toes. "Now, shall I make the princess laugh?!" He shouted to the crowd.  "Yeah!" The crowd shouted back, causing Cassie to blush even more and hide her face with her hands. As she did, the jester smiled at the crowd, wiggling his fingers to them before slowly turning towards the captive woman. He moved his wiggly fingers to the captive feet, gently spidering away at the helpless heels.  When he began, Cassie jumped in her seat. A smile forced its way to her lips as she shot her hands down to her chair. She stared at her feet, shaking them from side to side as the tickly fingers teased just above her heels. Slowly, the jester moved his hands up to her arches, causing Cassie's smile to widen. Her head shook frantically as she curled her toes. Her hands reached out, unable to grab the jester from her side of the stocks.  To her amazement, she managed to hold out until he got the center of her arches. It was then that her mouth opened wide and laughter came pouring out. "NAHAHAHAHA! OKAHAHAHAHAY! I LAUHUHUHUGHED!" She admitted as she fell back in her seat. Her feet shook and scrunched up. Her toes went between flexing and curling, trying to escape the ticklish sensation.  "There's the laughter of the adorable princess." The jester said as he sat down in front of the stocks. His hands kept on scribbling away at the center of her arches, continuing despite the fact that Cassie has already laughed. Slowly, he turned around and faced the crowd. "Should I tickle her toes? I think she'll be laughing soooooo hard if I do." He asked the crowd as his fingers danced all over the soles and arches of Cassie's wide feet.  "NOHOHOHOHO! YOHOHOHOU DOHOHOHONT NEHEHEHEHED TOHOHOHOHOHO!" She laughed out as she tried her hardest to pull her feet back through the holes in the stocks. Her laughter filled the stands, causing more people to watch as the jester teased her sensitive arches.  "But I want to make sure her highness is satisfied. I can't stop until you say you love my act and that I'm the best jester there is." He said with a smile as his fingers slowly spidered up to the balls of her feet, causing her to giggle and shake her head back and forth. The crowd cheered when he said that, wanting her to admit it.  "NUHUHUHUHUHU! I'LL HAHAHAHAVE YOUR HEHEHEHAHAEHAD!" Cassie laughed out as she reached out to him again. Her fingers wiggled, making grabbing gestures towards the guy as he slowly began to tickle away at the base of her toes. "NAHAHAHAHAT THEHEHERHEHEHE!" She laughed out while clamping her toes down on his fingers, trapping them.  "I think I found a sweet spot." The jester said before making his fingers vibrate. When he did, Cassie squealed. She shook her legs and banged on the stocks. Small tears formed in her eyes as her laughter raised an octave. "I think that's definitely a fun spot. So, am I allowed to keep my head?"  "KEEP HIS HEAD! KEEP HIS HEAD!" The crowd began to cheer through Cassie's hysterical laughter.  The princess laughed and shook her head, not wanting to give in. However, the longer it went, the more frantic her laughter got. Tears slowly crawled down her cheeks as she shook and struggled in her bonds. The vibrating at the base of her toes caused more and more laughter to escape her lips. It only took a few seconds before she nodded. "YOUHUHUHU! CAN KEHEHEHEP YOUR HEHEHAHAHAHAD!" She laughed out before letting out a ticklish scream.  "I appreciate it, but I would also enjoy it if you said that I was the best jester." He said as he kept vibrating his fingers against the woman's toes. He refused to stop despite Cassie's begging and pleading. Instead, the crowd listened and took in her laughter, along with the jester.  "OKAHAHAHAY! OKAHAHAHAY! YOUHUHUHURE THE BEHEHEHEST JEHEHEHESTER!" She admitted before falling into silent laughter. She even uncurled her toes, freeing his fingers again. Once she did, the jester turned around to face her feet again. However, instead of stopping, the sneaky jester dove between her toes, wiggling his fingers where he could. The sudden tickling sensation forced Cassie to scream out in hysterical laughter. She desperately tried to reach for the jester's hands, but was unable to reach. "I appreciate your compliments, princess. Just for that, I wanted to make sure you really enjoyed your stay here." He said before stopping.  When he did, he made sure to turn back to the crowd and bow to them. "Please give a round of applause for our princess!" He said. The crowd cheered and clapped for her as he slowly released her from her stocks. Moments later, she had a bottle of water in her hand with her shoes being returned to her. "You did great. Thanks for playing along." He whispered in Cassie's ear. The only response the tired woman could give was a small nod as she sat in her chair and recovered her strength, mumbling about how she loved renfairs. 
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I’ve been wanting to write a story about my tickling deity Kenisime for much too long now. But to do it, I wanted to show him from both sides: that is, his male and his female form. I decided I’d do four versions of the same story; M/F, M/M, F/F and F/M, with slight variations.
Kenisime is a unique being, originating from the world of Magic but able to enter the Dream Dimension to bend time to his will. And his favorite pastime is driving those he visits to new orgasmic heights with his ticklish methods~
I wasn't actually able to fit the entire story on one deviation without it giving me a hard time, so I cut out some of it. You can see the full version here:
sensualtouchx.tumblr.com/post/…
Mature for erotic tickling and multiple orgasms. Though, there is a short scene that doesn’t involve tickling and delves more into the idea of how the Dream Realm works.
There are two versions of the ending part.
Ending 1 (Sex): sensualtouchx.tumblr.com/post/…
Ending 2 (No sex): sensualtouchx.tumblr.com/post/…
Mature
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since the tumblr crackdown took them down, have the full versions of these stories been published anywhere else? I’d love to read them ☺️