Ok, ok, instead you're a Catgirl named Misha. You're about 5'5", and look like a regular human. Well, except for the pointed cat ears on your head instead of human ones, and a long tail swishing behind you. You've got chin length black hair that matches your black tail, tanned skin, and yellow cat eyes that see very well, especially in the dark. You're a athletic, healthy girl with a smooth, toned stomach and not an inch of baby fat one you, something you pride yourself in. You're wearing your normal outfit of a black sleeveless tank top that only comes down to your lowest ribs, exposing your svelte midriff and smooth underarms completely. You're also wearing a pair of black jeans that hang low on your hips with a wide belt, and a pair of running shoes.
This outfit would definitely get you into a lot of ticklish situations, except for the fact that you are totally, completely unticklish. Your friends have always tried to tickle you over the years, and haven't gotten as much as a smile out of you. Then you got them back and tickled them into a giant giggle fit. You were always envious of your friends being ticklish; being tickled seemed like a lot of fun. In fact, you suspected that a lot of people tried to tickle you because they knew it wouldn't work and you'd tickle them back. But no one ever managed to find even the tiniest tickle spot on you.
But now that you're an adult and are moving out of your parents' home, you decided to head to Bing's Tickle Mansion. You've heard they know everything about tickling there, and surely someone should be able to make you as ticklish as you ever wanted to be, and give you an awesome ticklish experience.
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