“Let’s start with the belly,” one of the scientists announces. Two scientists grab your arms and tie them to the table. “I am running this test, so you should know that my name is Judderdal. The bondage is necessary so you cannot sabotage the test. Start.”
One of the Erimosi scientists moves in and starts tickling your tummy with her fingers. Your suit does almost nothing to protect you from the tickling, instead making it feel like your bare belly was being tickled. “HAHAITHAHA TIHAHACKAHAHLES!” you break out in loud laughter. As the Erimosi scientist continues, she decides that your sides need some tickling, so she spiders her fingers over the edges, continuing the torture for you. “HEHEHE NOHAHT THEHARE!” you squeal as the scientist finds a particularly sensitive spot. At this, she moves the tickling back in to the front of the midriff area, and your laughter calms a slight bit. However, as the scientist continues inward, you realize where she is going to get you next. A single finger suddenly slides into your bellybutton, causing you to start thrashing around. “NOAHAHAHAHA!” you yell. “DOHOHON’T TIHAHAHCKLEHAHAHA MYHAHAHA BEHEHELLHEHE BAHAHATTOAHAN!” The sensitive hole was one of the worst tickle spots on your body, and the Erimosi scientist was eager to exploit it. She started using different techniques, swirling a finger around in the cavity, then running all her fingers over it quickly, then poking it at different time intervals. Eventually, the Erimosi scientist gave you a break, withdrawing her fingers from you and leaving you in slight tears.
“That was very good,” Avallala declares. “Our equipment picked up similar results from the other humans we have tested for the baseline. We do have to do some further testing on your stomach now that you have had a short break. Are you ready?”
You begin to say no, but Judderdal says, “Commence the tickling!” At the command, the scientist who was tickling you before starts tickling your sides again, causing you to squirm and laugh as you had before.
She soon changes techniques and squeezes your sides, making you buck up and down a little bit to try and escape. “NOHOHOHO!” you plead, but this is ignored. Your tickler continues squeezing your sides for about a minute, and then she dives right back to the navel. “NAHAHAHAT AGAHAHAIN!” With the return of the navel tickling, you feel like you are being tickle tortured for information, and tears start to come from your eyes. Within three minutes, you have stopped struggling and have been driven into silent laughter.
“Stop the experiment!” Judderdal orders, and the fingers come out from your bellybutton. “We’ve collected enough data there for now. Let’s take a five-minute break and then come back with a new spot.” Your hands are unbound, and you are allowed to get up.
Avallala brings you a glass filled with some kind of liquid. “This is a reenergizing liquid,” she explains. “It will help you recover from the tickling and regain your energy. You’ll want it for the remainder of the experiment.” You take the cup and drink the liquid, and you feel refreshed and reenergized.
“Alright, break time is over,” Judderdal proclaims. “This time, we are going to tickle the..."
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