Squishy And Sensitive, As All Tummies Should Be.

What to do now 😏

Imagine being in a coma. Your body is totally stock-still, but your mind is there: your lucid, and you can hear, smell, feel everything. Your body has became your prison.

Imagine now there’s a person who loves to make you suffer and knows how unbearably ticklish you are and how much you hate bring tickled, how much you panic for being tickled, and even if he doesn’t know if you can feel his merciless and slow torture, he raises your arms and start tickling you everywhere with methodical sadism. He notices your EEG changing and he gets your suffering. Your body is totally impassible, but yo you are suffering, screaming in your mind, you freak out, you’re totally in rage, you don’t understand why he’s so obsessed in tickling you, you panic several times and you wish you have died in that car accident.

Nobody knows, nobody hears, nobody understands or even guess your agony. They are just happy that every single day there’s a cute gentle boy that comes visiting you and stay with you for hours.

Awww look at how she tries to hold back her laughter! That won’t work for long at all ☺️😍

When you've been cheeky / bratty all day long then, suddenly, their fingers find that spot that makes you promise *anything* just to make it stop.....

Blood-curdling bondage 😟😳

Your feet and toes are my favorite playthings, little one. I’m going to slowly tease and torment every nerve in these pretty soles, until you’re regretting ever being so ticklish. Then after that we can REALLY have some fun. Did you think tickling was going to be enjoyable, beautiful? Somebody lied to you. 👿🦶