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trashyswitch · 1 year ago

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Brody's Memes vs Schneep's Antics

Chase likes to test the waters when it comes to teasing Henrik. But everyone, even Jamie, knows not to mess with a clever surgeon like Schneeplestein...

This fanfic was suggested by Shannon! Thank you, and I hope you enjoy! Anyone else awaiting the Egos comic that'll be coming out soon?

“Hey Henrik.” Someone called.

Henrik turned around. “Hm?”

“Henrik.” The person said again. “Vhat?” Henrik replied, turning to look at the person.

“Hi.” The person said with a smirk.

Henrik sighed. “Hi Chase.” He replied before turning back around.

Chase smiled and pulled out his phone. While Henrik was texting on his phone, Chase had started sending things to him.

Henrik noticed the notification and clicked it.

[H]

[I]

Henrik looked at Chase over his shoulder. “Really?” Henrik asked.

Chase giggled and went back to his phone.

Henrik tried to go back to texting. But he started getting different notifications. The first one was an airdrop of a distorted picture of a horse with the word ‘HONSE’ on it.

Henrik raised an eyebrow and looked at Chase. “Vhat is zhis?” He asked.

Chase smirked. “...Honse.” He muttered with a laugh.

Henrik clicked the ‘deny’ button on the photo, and went back to texting. But he had only written 3 more words when another airdrop notification showed up on his screen. This time, it was a picture of a person hitting its head in the corner of the room.

[Y’all ever find a corner and just ñҰҰҰêêêêêê]

Henrik looked at Chase. “.....Okay, maybe I’ll keep that one.” he said before clicking ‘Accept’. He went back to texting. He got a few words written down before clicking send. And right as he was about to go back and text someone from earlier, another notification showed up.

It was a picture of a strawberry with a gun.

[This is a strobbery]

It was at this point…that Henrik had decided that was enough. He moved to his own camera roll, and started choosing photos of his own. With the photos chosen, Henrik started airdropping photos to Chase’s phone.

“Hm- EW! What the hell?!” Chase clicked the ‘Deny’ button. “No!”

Henrik smirked slightly and airdropped another photo.

“What is- GAH!” Chase covered his eyes for a moment while he clicked ‘Deny’. “I did NOT need to see that.” Chase muttered out loud.

Henrik smirked and airdropped a couple more photos.

Back-to-back, more vulgar photos from medical case’s he had read about, had shown up on Chase’s phone. Chase had to keep covering up his eyes and clicking ‘deny’ on every single picture that showed up. “Henrik, STOP!” Chase yelled.

“Annoying, isn’t it?” Henrik asked with a smirk. “Yes! I get it! I’ll stop.” Chase replied.

“Good.” Henrik replied, touching the airdrop button to stop it from sending.

Chase sighed and rubbed his forehead. “There is a huge difference between ‘Honse’, and ‘arm that’s been crushed, degloved and burned’.” Chase told him.

Henrik chuckled. “Do not even get me started on zhe penis pictures I have saved on here.” Henrik warned with a smirk.

Chase gagged and covered his mouth. “EW! HENRIK! SHUT UP!” Chase yelled.

Henrik bursted out laughing as he went back to texting.

Later, Henrik was watching TV, and occasionally checking his phone. Anytime he got a text, he would look at his phone to determine if it’s worth texting back or not.

Eventually, one of the text messages was from Chase. Henrik chuckled and picked it up, clicking the message and looking at it. It looked like a photo of himself, but…with text on it.

[When you’re on your 5th cup of coffee…and you’re still tired…]

Henrik blinked and stared at the photo. Not…the most flattering picture of him, to say the least…Where Chase got this picture, Henrik couldn’t be sure. Henrik put the phone down and continued to watch The View.

A few minutes later, another picture was sent to Henrik. He rolled his eyes and picked up his phone, opening it before reading the text:

[When they question my knowledge on anatomy:]

Henrik chuckled a slight bit and saved that one to his phone. Then, he put down his phone and kept watching TV.

Not even a second later, Henrik received not one…not two…but 7 memes at the same time. This made his phone notification sound go off 7 times over, cutting off every alert so a new alert can make itself known. Henrik grumbled and got up from his seat, taking his phone with him and turning the TV off right as it was changing to commercials.

Henrik walked to Chase’s room and kicked the door open. He heard the words “HOLY FUCKIN’-” coming from the other side of the room. Henrik turned to look at Chase, his eyes burning with rage.

“Are you done?” Henrik asked.

Chase blinked once, staring at Henrik…

Chase blinked a second time…before slowly smiling and clicking the [send] button without even looking.

Henrik widened his eyes for a moment as the alert went off on his own phone, before closing his eyes and breathing in deeply. He was attempting to calm himself down so he doesn’t completely obliterate Chase…

Or rather…not right away.

“HenrikHENRIKWAIT!” Chase ordered as Henrik sprinted up to him.

Henrik slowed to a stop and looked at him with death in his eyes. “What.” He said.

Chase bit his lip. “A-At least…” he pointed to the phone. “L-Look at th-the…memes?” he asked.

Henrik sighed and pulled up the message, looking at the messages to read the memes.

[Henrik looking for the next donut shop]

[Henrik after his 13 hour shift]

[Henrik looking for the time he gave a fuck]

[Henrik trying to listen to your bullshit]

Henrik closed his phone, dropped it on the ground before tackling Chase to his bed. “Vhere did you get zhose pictures?” Henrik asked.

Chase widened his eyes and immediately looked a little guilty. “I…took screenshots from your video cameos on the channel.” Chase admitted.

Henrik blinked…and then poked Chase’s belly. “Very vell.” Henrik said. Then, Henrik clawed and skittered his fingers strategically on Chase’s belly. “But zhis isn’t zhe first time you annoyed me today.” Henrik reminded him. “And for ZHAT…you get tickles.” Henrik declared.

Chase’s reaction was immediate. The man was seriously going for his worst spot right away: The right side of his belly. It was a really bad spot that Henrik knew too well and unfortunately, appeared to be taking advantage of it. “NAHAHAHA! HEHEHENRIK! NOHOHOT THAHAHAT!” Chase yelled.

“Not vhat?” Henrik asked with a smirk.

Chase attempted to roll himself onto his stomach, but only made it to his right side. “NOTICKLES! NOHOHO TIHIHICKLEHESSSS!” Chase yelled back, kicking his feet.

“Oh, you zhink ordering me around vill help your situazion?” Henrik asked as he rolled Chase onto his back again. Henrik then switched to squeezing and gently digging his fingers into the right side of his belly.

Chase gasped and threw his head back with a high-pitched squeal, before hugging himself and wiggling around as his fits of cackles filled the room. “YOHOHOHOU- HAHAHAHA! CAHAN’T TAHAHAKE- A GODDAMN JOHOHOKE- KKHAHAhehehehe!” Chase laughed rather gleefully considering the implied forcefulness of his laughter.

“Let me guess…I suck?” Henrik asked with a smirk.

“WHATDOYOUFUCKIN- THIHIHIHIHIHINK?!” Chase yelled back.

Henrik raised an eyebrow and dug his fingers in a bit deeper.

Chase arched his back and screeched, before falling into hysterical cackles. By this point, he was beginning to worry about how long Henrik may tickle him for. So he began attempting to kick Henrik away.

And one of the kicks actually landed! Henrik yelped as he felt Chase’s foot push him away. But it only took a second for Henrik to grab his ankle and resume his attack. “Zhank you for volunteering your foot to me.” Henrik declared as he tickled up and down the arch and balls of his foot.

Chase squeaked and squealed, letting out more squeaky laughter not long after. “EEK! NAHAHA! FAHACK- EEEEEHEEEK! PLEHEHEHEEEEEEASE! GAHAHAHA!” Chase laughed.

But everything halted the moment they heard a creaking door from behind him. Henrik turned around and locked eyes on the person that was standing there. It was Jamie…And he was just staring at them with a shocked facial expression. It was like he walked in on a train wreck and he just couldn’t look away.

“Vhat? You interested?” Henrik asked.

But Chase saw it as a chance to escape. He immediately pulled his foot out of Henrik’s grip and scooted himself away. “Jamie HELP!” Chase ran himself behind Jamie and pushed Jamie into Henrik’s path. Jamie put up his hands in an attempt to stop himself, but inevitably smashed right into Henrik, knocking the two of them onto the floor.

Jamie looked at Henrik with visible nervousness, almost like he knew Henrik was gonna tickle him. When Henrik started to get up, Jamie started scooting away. But Henrik started shoving his fingers into his sides and ribs to tickle him.

Jamie could feel a wobbly smile growing onto his face. Henrik kept getting him in a few spots, which would normally cause yelps and squeaks. But Jamie was completely silent. Normally, this would be a problem. But with Jamie’s wiggling and visible jumps, Henrik was getting the tickly hints quite clearly. “Do not make me go for your vorst spots.” Henrik warned.

Jamie squeezed his eyes shut as his grin became toothy. Meanwhile he is desperately trying to tickle Henrik back and escape. But Henrik stopped his attack for a moment and grabbed both his wrists. Jamie widened his eyes and pulled on his wrists, before staring at Henrik with surprise.

“Vone…” Henrik started counting, bringing his free hand down.

Jamie threw his head back for a moment, almost like he was squeaking, before shaking his head desperately.

“Two…” Henrik counted, bringing his right hand down a little bit more.

Jamie squeezed his eyes shut as his smile widened. It’s a little bit hard to tell if Jamie is giggling in anticipation or not. Either way, Henrik knew he was doing his job as the tickle monster rather well.

“Three!” Henrik dropped his hand down and dug into his left hip. Jamie threw his head back and audibly wheezed before he shook with newfound laughter. His laughter only came out in mini wheezes, but that didn’t seem to bother Henrik at all. Henrik looked just as happy as ever, to make the dapper boy laugh like this. “Such a ticklish viddle dapper boy.” Henrik teased.

Jamie shook his head, kicking his feet and pulling on his wrists. Technically with his hands up in front of him, Jamie was still able to sign. So he took advantage of that and started signing words like ‘Help!’, ‘Stop!’ and ‘No!’.

Though these words would usually worry others, Henrik wasn’t really bothered. The man actually found it cute that Jamie was so talkative despite his hands being out of the way. “I’m sorry, Yamie. But no vone is here to help you.” Henrik told him.

Jamie wheezed and ended up snorting in response!

“Oh! Vhat vas zhat?!” Henrik reacted, taken aback. “Vas zhat a snort? Zhat’s so sveet!” Henrik teased.

Jamie’s eyes had widened in shock at the sound before, but now the teasing was making him develop a soft blush on his face!

Henrik noticed this right away, and couldn’t help the giggle that left his mouth. “Vell look at zhat…” he stopped tickling and lowered his left hand down. “Is it time for me to stop?” Henrik asked.

Jamie looked down, still bashful. Henrik quickly took that as a big fat yes. He put Jamie’s hands down, and backed up from him. When Jamie had recovered, Jamie asked Henrik what was going on between him and Chase.

Henrik chuckled. “Zhe arschloch kept annoying me.” Henrik told him.

Jamie smirked. ‘Want to tickle Chase together?’ Jamie asked.

Henrik raised his eyebrows. “Like…a partnership?” Henrik asked.

Jamie nodded his head and clapped his hands together like a little child.

Henrik chuckled and shrugged his shoulders. “Sure, vhy not.”

…And that’s how Chase was utterly obliterated by the evil doctor and his trusty dapper partner. Chase would later put on a GoPro and get revenge on Henrik. After that, he would eventually screenshot the funniest moments and make it into a meme compilation.

[When someone tickles your neck]

[When your crush starts talking to you]

[Henrik trying (and failing) to escape the tickle monster]

[If you tickle me, I am not responsible for your injuries]

#memes #teasing #payback #references to medical gore #ticklefic #ler!henrik #switch!jamie #lee!chase #fluff

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elyuzts-echo · 2 years ago

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mmm may i send drawing request for lee medic ? ler heavy or really anybody lol

first ever tkl art i did,, its very wonky, but im proud.

(i really did get flustered while drawing this, but this was for a friend and i will be loyal. even if it makes me so flustered.)

#tickle #tickle fanart #tickle art #tf2 tickling #tf2 tickles #lee! medic #ler! heavy #RAGHH #aevst4r_

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ohnomyedge · 2 years ago

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If I don't think about The Once-ler at least ten times every day, I will go insane

#onceler fandom #who needs medication when i have the once-ler #the reason i haven't like killed someone or died of loneliness is because of that boi #the only thing keeping me together

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carnivorous-parasite · 4 months ago

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Have this tf2 thought that has been plaguing my mind today (and potential fic/ficlet idea for you to steal if you feel inclined 👀):

I adore the headcanon that medic gives all the mercs check-ups, and it gives me the idea of it being spy’s turn and medic does that one thing where doctors feel your stomach to check out your organs but surprise surprise…it tickles 🤭 and OF COURSE spy cant admit/reveal that, he’s a mature adult who is NOT ticklish 🙄 but medic is not dumb and he notices and teases spy about it 🫶

“Whats the matter? What is so funny?!” “Stop moving, im trying to make sure you are healthy, mein freund!”

Spy then promptly melts into a puddle…poor fella

Anyway god bless ticklish old men *salutes*

OHOHOHOOOO 👀👀👀👀 I LOOOVE THIS I hope my writing can do it justice o wise one

Routine checkups. Medic did them once every month. However pointless or unnecessary they felt to Spy, Medic went out of his way to ensure everybody recieved theirs, and he was no exception.

Medic pulled him from his thoughts by rather rudely snatching the cigarette from his lips. "How many times do I have to tell you not to smoke in here? Especially not during a check-up, for gods sake." he scolded as he had countless times before. He knew Spy had no intention of listening, of course, but even still insisted on arguing his point. What was he if not persistent, after all?

Spy only rolled his eyes. It was a response he offered quite often.

Not bothering to push it, Medic continued on with the current task- he knew just how impatient Spy tended to be.

He moved his hands to Spys stomach, lightly pressing his fingers into his skin, only to then have the Frenchman jerk rather suddenly away from the touch.

"Are you alright?" Medic asked, quirking a brow, "Did that hurt?"

Spy, on the other hand, had never wanted to crawl into a hole and die more in his life.

"I'm- fine. Startled me, is all. Your hands are cold." he lied, trying his best to keep his tone nonchalant. He hoped and prayed his expression wouldn't give away the fact he was lying through his teeth. "..You may continue."

Spy cursed himself in his head for stumbling over his words the way he had. In quite literally any other scenario, he was an excellent liar, even when it came to making something up on the spot- it was part of his job, after all- so then why on earth was this proving so difficult for him?

But Medic wasn't born yesterday. He was insane, yes, but stupid? Absolutely not. This was far from the first time he'd elicited such a reaction from a teammate.

"Ah, I see. My apologies." Medic replied in the most innocent tone he could muster. The checkup could wait. It wasn't often he got to see Spy vulnerable like this- and, come to think of it, he couldn't remember the last time he'd seen him crack a real, genuine smile.

Medic continued, though now he was much more purposefully pressing his fingers into Spy's stomach. "Hmm, you are quite tense, though. Are you certain there's nothing wrong?"

Spy opened his mouth to reply, but whatever he'd been trying to say was cut short by an undignified squeak as the Doctor prodded at one of his sides. If Spy had to hazard a guess, he'd say his face was just about the same red as Medic's gloves right about now.

Before he had any time to process it, Medic had started kneading at both of his sides, and he couldn't for the life of him hold back the wave of giggles that came up his throat, though his hands quickly shot up to cover his mouth in some attempt to muffle the embarrassing noise.

"My, someone is rather giggly today." Medic grinned, as if he didn't know damn well what he was doing already. "Is something funny?"

Spy had no intention of dignifying him with a reply, much less did he trust his voice at the moment. He moved one hand from his mouth to try and shove Medic off (to no avail, of course).

"Ah-ah, none of that, Herr Spy. I need to ensure you are healthy!" Medic chided, taking both of the other man's wrists into one hand and holding his arms firmly above his head, his free hand continuing its spidering and scribbling at his sides. "Why ever are you wiggling so much, anyway? You've never given me this much trouble."

"Doctor-!" Spy managed.

Medic paused, if only to allow Spy to speak. "Ja?"

Spy took a breath, trying to compose himself as if it would recover even a shred of his dignity. "You- this- This is highly unprofessional-"

"What is?" Medic asked coyly, resuming, moving from his sides to his stomach, sending him right back into another fit of giggles. "I don't see what's unprofessional about me giving you a checkup. You're the one being fussy about it."

His hand travelled upwards. "Do try and hold still. I need to make sure you have all your ribs."

"What- what do you mean, 'have all of'- of COURSE I do!" Spy protested indignantly.

"We can't be sure unless I check. I'm the doctor here, Spy." He scolded, running a single finger down his ribcage. "Let's see- one, two, three.."

Spy jerked away, biting his lip and holding his breath to stifle any laughter he could trust to escape. Medic clicked his tongue. "No, you come back here, silly! You made me lose count."

Oh my god, Spy thought to himself, he is trying to kill me.

It took 4 more tries, but eventually, against all odds, Spy was able to hold perfectly still. Unfortunately, he wasn't able to hold his giggles, but he took the small victories where he could. Finally, Medic released his arms, withdrawing his hands.

"Hm, everything looks good! Though maybe next time I could do without the squirming. You nearly kicked me." he scolded playfully. Spy hugged himself for protection, still just barely giggling under his breath.

Medic's grin widened. "You know, I can't help but notice you didn't ask me to stop. Not even once, in fact."

Spy couldn't argue with that, as much as he wanted to.

i. got carried away writing this one

it started as a lil ficlet and soon i was hitting 1000 words ;-;

anyway i hope this is good???????????? i love the idea so much its so canon. feedback always appreciated <333

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carnivorous-parasite · 1 year ago

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some scooty tickles bc hes too cute we know this 😭💗

heheehhee 😈

#SCOOTY BOOTY!!!!!!!#spookytks #tk art #tf2 tickles #sfw tickle community #sfw tickling #sfw tickling community #lee!scout #Lee scout #Ler!medic #Ler medic #💉🕊#🐇⚾

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orangedragon98 · 7 months ago

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>:) Got her! And her little weakness...

#tickle #tickle art #tf2 tickles #tickle content #tf2 #miss pauling #team fortress 2 #medauling #ler!medic #lee!miss pauling

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ask-doctor-med-ler · 1 year ago

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Welcome to my clinic!

Hello! My name is Dr. Med-Ler and this is my clinic! Welcome!

How many I assist you today?

#welcome to thneedville clinic #thneedville clinic #onceler medical clinic #ask doctor med ler #ask dr med ler #ask med ler #onceler askblog #ask onceler #onceler ask #onceler au #lorax au #ask blog #ask doctor med-ler #ask dr med-ler #ask med-ler

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spookygiggles · 1 year ago

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EHAHHSHEHSBR E KICKING LEGS

So someone said doctor Mundy and someone said tickles and I happily obliged. Bonus: Guess who won~

Keep reading

#lee!medic #ler!sniper #AUGHHHH

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ampreh · 10 months ago

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[TRF] Norma II

• Related to this : The Rust Factory - Norma (<- comics)

• Related to this : The Rust Factory - Norma (<- comics) I had SO much fun doing the vintage style of flash backs and imagination: I would have kicked myself for ignoring this very impactful style for its time.

Audrey pic: Context - Extract from the 2022 RP "It was the story of a corporate that had made a great scientific revolutionary invention! It was called D-Sire, a simple, medicated, fabulous everyday object that people couldn't live without. But during the process of improving the product, which was intended to target wider markets to make more profit, the D-Sire had unfortunately gone awry, causing a great catastrophe unparalleled among mankind. All cities had been wiped off the map, leaving only willless mutant humans and animals. The heroine had to flee her city, survive and fight her way back to the creator of the D-sire, who had abandoned his company and changed his identity. Coal was terrified of this cheap soap opera with its terrible special effects made of modelling clay and the saturated offbeat sound of the black-and-white picture on the small TV screen." A more than obvious reference to the AU Truffula Flu. And a huge reference to @audtreegrace, @miru667 's character. So of course, I don't have all the context since it's a vast AU with lots and lots of details, but I've got enough of a basis for my friends to recognize and that's good enough for me :> Nathan has already confused Audrey Grace with Audrey, the actress from their series HAHA. Alas, the Audrey and Ted of his world won't be born for several years. He didn't find the actress, but he did find a good friend with whom to talk for hours about anything and everything ♥

Norma Bellini pic: Well, Norma pin-up, because why not! In vintage calendar mode, because I love vintage aesthetics. And yes, those are the right dates I went to check on good old calendars haha. At first I wanted to do it in a swimsuit, but then I preferred the picnic. I love picnics.

Too big to fail pic: I had to do it! Of course I had to! The only time I've redone such an iconic portrait was for the first version of Cashtea-ler in the Let It Flow fanzine, in 2022 (I should do a new one with his new head). Nathan Cole (@1940s-onceler | @nalak-bel 's), in black and white in his best soot-colored suit!

Compilation : Just Normaler, to appreciate Normaler. On a more serious note, I like the idea that Nathan was guided throughout his first times by ladies, and not the reverse. I love this not-so-little whining man.

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thewildestofeyes · 7 months ago

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Got the encouragement from a friend of mine to write a new tickle story. Multi ler (mmf) x reader. Doctor themed

The Clinic: Opening Day

* Beep... beep... beep...*

You slowly stirr awake to the sound of a fant beeping. Your mind is fuzzy and you don't know where you are. The last thing you remember was answering your door and... wait what happened after? Before you get a chance to think any more about it, the door to the room opens and two men walk in. Clad in labcoats and medical masks, you stare at them before instintively trying to move for the first time. Terror fills your heart for a moment, and your adrenaline spikes as you suddenly realize that you've been bound to the very bed you're laying on.

The sudden shock that fills your soul allows your brain to work quickly enough to recognize a few things. First, you're in what appears to be a clinical room. You've been restrained to a hospital bed with your ankles bound to the end and your wrists tied above your head. Looking down you can see that you're wearing a medical gown and stripped of any other clothes. Finally, one of the men begins to speak.

"It appears the test subject is awake..." He says, barely paying attention to the look of terror on your face. "Vital signs look normal. The effects of the auditory knock out tone have completely faded away." You listen with no idea what the man is talking about, only able to watch as he picks up a clipboard. "Right. Let's get started then..." As he writes on a clip board he says your name, causing your blood to freeze. How does he know who you are? Who are these guys? What are they going to do to you? Your mind starts racing with different possibilities before the other man speaks up. "Shhhh... relax. Just comply with us and I assure you... you'll be doing nothing but laugh during this entire affair".

As he speaks, you notice he's putting a wide variety of different tools and items on a nearby table. Feathers, toothbrushes, hairbrushes, paintbrushes, wait... is he going to? Your question is answered suddenly by the buzzing of an electronic toothbrush. Not even having a second to cry out, it's already making contact with your foot, causing a cute flow of giggles to escape your lips. The man with the clipboard mumbles something as the other continues , moving it all over your soft soles before leading it right up to your toes. As your giggles quicken, the man with the clipboard makes more notes with a pleased gleam in his eyes. You wiggle aginst your restraints, feet kicking in place but there's nothing you can do. You're strapped so tightly that the slightest of wiggles is all you can muster as this doctor tickles all over your feet, toes and ankles with this electric toothbrush. As you start feeling comfortable with the level of tickles, the sensations begin to stop. You take this moment to breathe, and are about to ask why this is happening before suddenly a sensation causes a gasp to leave your mouth. Your soles begin to experience the sensation of warm oil coating the soft skin before chaos in the form of a hairbrush wrecks havoc upon your feet letting loose a shriek of laughter. Up, down, and all around, that hairbrush quickly plays your soles like a bow plays a violin, causing the sweet music of your laughter to come flooding from your lips. The man taking notes gives a happy comment of " finally some real results" as your tickler continues using that hairbrush to great effect.

As he tickles you, the man proceeds to let out teases, saying phrases such as " gosh these feet are so ticklish..." and " look at that smile. You must be loving this!", as the other comments on yor reactions to such stimuli. After what seems like an eternity, the tickles stop , giving you plenty of time to catch your breath. You breathe in and out, shivering slightly as you try to ignore the tingling of your now red soles. Already feeling slightly worn out, you can only gaze in horror as the man who was once holding the clipboard now holds a pair of scissors. Before you can register what's happening he takes the tool and slowly cuts your gown in two, starting from the bottom and letting the loud snips fill the room as your only protection effortlessly falls from your body.

"Now onto the rest of the tests" He says with no emotion in his voice. One of his hands begins to slowly spider up your side as the other takes hold of the electric toothbrush. The other man, taking the clipboard for himself takes notes, writing down every moment where the clinical process of tickling every inch of your upper body causes squeals, giggles, laughs and shrieks. Your navel gets a visit by that vibrating menace, and both your belly and hips get plenty of squeezes which cause you to jolt as much as you're able to in such restricting conditions. At some moments, the tools are replaced by soft, teasy feathers, which while they do lessen the ticking, they tease the body and cause the next attack to create a louder squeal of ticklishness

This slow teasing quickly escalates however. As while the soft feathers along your belly drag up to your ribs, a pinky finger gently grazes your armpit. The sudden flinch catches your tickler off guard, interrupting his cheeky teases to look at you with a glimmer in his eyes. Putting the tools down, his bare hands waste no time making their home inside your armpits as his fingers wiggle with little signs of stopping. The laughter leaving your mouth filled the room and only encouraged the doctor to continue his current test. "Looks like we finally found the spot!" The one taking notes said with a chuckle, taking notes quickly before an idea came to his mind. "We should test nails there. I'm calling for the nurse."

Pressing a button on the side of your bed, the two men give you a chance to breathe before a woman clad in a nurse's outfit enters the room. Her nails are well manicured, long and slightly pointed. She looks at you with a visible grin on her face, wiggling her fingers in your direction before letting a few of her nails tease your arch with a sudden spidering. The shiver that follows goes up your leg and sends shockwaves through your body. Such teasing continues as she drags her nails along your entire body, not breaking eye contact for a second. "You found a cute one boys~" The nurse giggles, tickling your inner thighs before letting her nails flutter over your tummy and ribs. "I can't wait to break this one too"

"Please don't break this one yet. We still need more data from them." One mentioned with a sigh. "Regardless, the armpits seen like an effective spot so -" The nurse cut him off. " Relax, I was getting to it. Can't a girl play with her food?" She asks unamused before turning back to you with a sinister smile. "I know what I'm doing, and soon you will too!" Even before she finishes speaking her hands dash into your armpits, those well groomed nails clawing and scratching at your sensative hollows. "Ooh listen to those screams" She exclaims as your cackles fill the room. Somehow this was worse than what the men had been doing. Theirs had been teasy, done to find spots and fluster their "patient." This was pure tickling meant to drive the victim wild. Meant to cause them to lose their minds. The nurse just laughed even as the medical devices around you started going haywire. It was becoming too much!

"That's Enough! One of the men said at last, pulling the nurse back before you had a chance to passout. "We told you it isn't time to break them yet! Look, we got our preliminary findings. They're in no state for more today. We'll come back to them tomorrow for the next tests." Those words echo in you rmind as they leave. Next tests? There was more? The idea terrifies you , but it's no use worrying about it now. It isn't long before the exhaustion from todays events overtakes both brain and body, and soon you sleep , unknowing of what lays ahead.

#tickle story #m/f tickling #f/f tickling #tickle tools #medical tickles #feet tickling #armpit tickling #tickle

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