Tummy Tickling Stories

Tummy Tickling Stories
“Will we be there soon?” Emma asked, staring out the window at the green hills rolling past them as they drove. Out of the corner of her eye she saw her mom nod, not bothering to answer verbally. The cute young blonde sighed, her green-blue eyes drooping with tiredness as she leaned her head against the car window. To Emma’s dismay, her mom had decided that they would spend the weekend in some random hillbilly town - Wallowa? Willows? she couldn’t remember - which came as a huge disappointment for Emma, who had been planning to spend the weekend at the beach with her girlfriends. Instead, she and her mom had spent the entire morning driving from their home in costal California to some random hillbilly town in the middle-of-nowhere South. While Emma and her mom had been driving for over six hours, the more recent two of those hours had been spent driving solely past long, wide empty fields full of corn and grazing cows. However, as they rounded a corner Emma spot
Cosmo, lying flat on her back on top of her twin-sized bed, sighed. She had been watering her plant when she had fallen into a day-dream. Not just any day-dream; she day-dreamed about her boyfriend Tails - namely, Tails’ soft, furry, adorable, ticklish belly. Cosmo sighed again. For days she had been preoccupied with thoughts of tickling Tails. She could not explain why. It was simply something that she suddenly desired, and once the thought had been planted in her mind, she had been unable to get it out of her head. It was so much of a problem that all day long Cosmo had been avoiding Tails; the Seedrian was instead holed up in her room on the Blue Typhoon, trying to come up with a plan that would allow her to tie up and tickle Tails. The problem was that Cosmo was just feeling so indecisive. She knew that she wanted to tie up and tickle Tails, but she did not know how she would do it, she did not know how she would get Tails to agree to it, she did not know... she just did not
Swindle flinched. “Stop poking me, Nighta,” he said, rubbing his side. He ran pale hand through his long black hair and resuming watching the television. It wasn’t five minutes later when Swindle felt one of Nighta’s fingers prod him in the side again. For a moment a unbidden smile spread across his face before he turned to glare at Nighta, his purple eyes narrowed. “What do you think you’re-” before Swindle could finish, Nighta had stretched out a hand and was wiggling her fingers over Swindle’s belly. He snorted and Nighta smiled, her green eyes dancing with laughter. “Nihihightahaha, s-stop,” Swindle giggled. “You knohohow I’m tihihicklish!” “I know,” Nighta teased. She stood up and reached into the back pocket of her jeans, pulling out a long, downy white feather. “Tickle tickle tickle!” She jumped on top of Swindle, pinning him to the floor with her body. “Let’s get a
Jasmine and the Biology Teacher Part 1
It was only a week later that the horror and embarrassment Jasmine suffered at the tickling hands of her gym teacher Ms. Binder began to fade. The sweet natured eighteen year old's sunny disposition and enduring innocence didn't let her linger over bad episodes like that. Jasmine figured she could just avoid Ms. Binder whenever possible and never get caught alone with her. It was just one person to watch out for, how tough could it be? Jasmine made her way to school with her dark blond hair in a ponytail wearing a thin, white short sleeve button up top and snug low riding hip hugger jeans. Her full breasts were barely contained in a white bra so as not to show through her top, but her honey tanned skin shown through, darkening the material slightly. As Jasmine walked through the halls the thin material molded to the sensuous curves of her firm sides and the bottom was short enough to show a couple of inches of her silky lower belly. But what r
Jasmine and the Biology Teacher Part 2
Jasmine's wide blue eyes tracked over the shelves of insects behind her teacher in foreboding. There were some icky things in those glass containers and she certainly didn't want them crawling on her. Mr. Howard spent a moment checking the restraints holding Jasmine's arms over her head and her feet strapped down. Satisfied, he strolled up beside the table at the pretty blond's hip and thoughtfully surveyed the glass containers. “Hmmm, what should I start with?” he mused as he absently ran the palm of his hand over Jasmine's firm belly. Jasmine bit her lower lip to stifle her giggles and tried to not draw attention to herself by squirming so as to keep the offhand caressing from turning into rampant tickling fingertips. The chubby teacher pushed his glasses up a little and glanced down as he realized the smooth surface of Jasmine's tummy was covered in a thin sheen of perspiration. Undoubtedly this was due to the frantic squirming and wild laughter that had accompanied
Jasmine was one of those beautiful girls with a breath taking body that was made to be tickled. She had dark blonde, shoulder length hair and sparkling blue eyes. She was only about 5' 3” and her whole body had a light honey colored tan. She had the toned soft curves of a semi serious athlete and full round, gravity defying breasts with a firm rounded rear end. Jasmine herself was a sweet, unassuming girl. There was an air of innocence and naivety about her, a sweetness that shone in her ever present smile and desire to please those around her. She also seemed unaware that she was a ticklish play land. Jasmine had a smooth sensuous stomach with firm sides that curved deliciously from her slim waist to the flare of her perfect hips. Set in that firm, tender stomach was a wide, oval bellybutton of astonishing beauty. Her bellybutton was so deep that the soft, creamy bottom was usually lost in shadow and it was bordered by a smooth, gleaming rim. Now Jasmine was extremel
It was three weeks after the nightmarish tickling perpetrated by her biology teacher Mr. Howard, and against her better judgment Jasmine found herself letting down her guard. She tried to stay alert and suspicious but there was no hint of any other teachers planning mischief. Jasmine was very careful not to be anywhere alone with Mr. Howard or Ms. Binder and still couldn't look them in the eye without blushing and feeling very awkward at the memory of the tortuous tickling they had each given her tummy and deep, oval bellybutton. But with nothing happening in almost a month the beautiful blond's sweet nature and cheerful innocence returned. Jasmine's clothing choices had been tending toward sweaters with long tails that fell down to the tops of her thighs. The better to hide her flat soft tummy with it's firm curved sides and her wide, oval bellybutton with it's incredible ticklish depths. This gave way to long t-shirts and then progressed to shorter
Lucy slowly sat up from where she had been lying on the soft beach towel before stretching, arms raised high above her head. Leaning back on her hands she surveyed the bright sandy beach. She was content to sit there with Erza all day - or she was, until her belly began to ache. Groaning, she sat up straight again. “Erza, I’m hungry,” she complained. Lucy looked over at Erza, who was lying flat on her back on her own towel, scarlet hair spread wide underneath her head. “That’s nice,” Erza murmured. Lucy frowned. “Let’s go get food,” she pressed. “I thought we were going swimming?” “We’re not exactly dressed for swimming,” Lucy pointed out. Indeed she was wearing a low-cut black crop top with pink trim, short enough that her belly button was peeking out. It was paired with a pair of pink trimmed black bikini-bottom type shorts, and black heels that were sitting on the edge of the towel by her feet. Erza
Anthony peered around a corner. The sun was setting, causing dark shadows to fall across the near-empty road. Looking around, Anthony spotted a tiny flower store, the glass window of a barber’s shop, and... there. There it was. Small yellow building; red and white striped awning; packets of bubblegum, bags of lollipops, boxes of chocolate all filling the storefront window; a colorful sign proclaiming ‘Kooky Kandy Shoppe’ hanging over the closed door. The enemy base was in sight. He jumped back into the cover of the silhouette of a brick law firm building. A pair of black sunglasses were placed in his pocket - it was too dark now to need them - revealing a pair of brown eyes. A second later a black ski cap was pulled out of his pocket and tugged over his head, flattening his curly brown hair. Taking a deep breath, Anthony stepped out of the darkness and began moving stealthily towards the candy store. His black long-sleeve shirt, black jeans, and sturdy black boots cov
*rrrrrrrrr* Lexi sighed. Despite finals being only a week away, she was unable to focus the least bit on the textbook sitting in front of her; she hadn’t eaten any breakfast that morning and her belly had been growling hungrily ever since she arrived at the library, growing steadily louder as it got even closer to lunchtime. She stretched, reaching her arms high above her head. The motion pulled the hem of her long-sleeve navy blue shirt up past her belly button, and she rubbed her bare belly. Her friend Shane, sitting next to her at the library table, looked up. Lexi smiled at him, slightly embarrassed. “Sorry!” She whispered. “I’m just so -” her belly let out a loud growl that lasted a good four or five seconds before trailing off into a soft gurgle. She blushed. Shane smirked. “Hungry?” he guessed. He reached over and patted her belly, causing Lexi to laugh. “Nooo, I’m ticklish,” she
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Author's Note: This story is significantly harsher than the main Tickle Cartel story focused around Jen, and the punishments here will not necessarily be restricted to tickling. “Ah, now this is the perfect day,” Dawn’s thoughts came out in words as she ventured onto a warm Hawaii beach near the resort that her four-person family was staying at. With her parents off somewhere together and her older brother on a tour, it was the perfect time for the eighteen-year-old to get some focused tanning done. Just being in the Aloha State had released a lot of tension that had built up during her last few months of high school, and it was past time that her post-school disposition was reflected in her skin tone. After feeling the warm sand under her toes for a little bit, Dawn found an empty spot and set up her resort-bought beach chair. ‘Just sit down, and relax…’ Dawn’s thoughts worked to force away the little remaining tension as she finally revealed her bikini-clad body to passers by.
A/N: Here's a request based on the anime Suisei no Gargantia. Enjoy.

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“Next question: who is the Tickle Cartel’s leader?” Vanessa, the host of Tummy Tickling Trivia, asked the three remaining contestants.
‘Got it,’ Jen pressed the ‘A’ button on her podium the moment she saw ‘Queen Mistress Heather’ appear as that answer, and the tickling on her stomach abruptly stopped.
Jen was currently one of three remaining contestants on this week’s edition of Tickle Cartel Trivia, and she had done decent so far. Each week, the gameshow’s name would be slightly edited based on the most ticklish spot the contestants all shared. This week, that was tummies, hence the name Tummy Tickle Trivia. The basic premise of the show was, as the base name suggested, answering trivia about the Tickle Cartel.
Just like any other gameshow based out of the Tickle Cartel, tickling was an essential aspect. There were five contestants at the beginning of the game, but tickling was used to whittle the contestant pool down to a winner. Following the end of each round of twenty trivia questions, the two contestants with the least number of points would be pitted against each other in an endurance tickling match. The loser of that match would be eliminated, while the winner would continue on. Of course, there were safeguards against someone who was clearly bad at trivia advancing just because she was good at enduring tickling. Should a contestant be in the bottom two twice, she would be eliminated, and the other losing contestant would have to endure a certain amount of tickling. The next round would be skipped if that contestant failed the short tickling test. In addition to the end of round tickling for the bottom two, contestants were tickled on their bare bellies with varying levels of intensity from the second round on. This tickling started with the posing of the question and ended whenever the contestant answer
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