Just A Little Kitty 🥺💖

you are a subject/experiment trapped inside a tickle torture machine controlled by a tickle robot (which was created by a knismo scientist). the robot makes you count down from one hundred while tickling you and teasing your genitals, avoiding your most ticklish spots at first (the ones that make you scream and laugh the loudest). if you can make it to 0 without messing up, you get to cum and the robot will turn the machine off. if you mess up your counting then you have to start all over again from one hundred. and every single time you get to 5, the tickle machine begins to attack your most sensitive tickle spots and your counting gets interrupted by howls of laughter and you have to start counting back from one hundred every time. and if you do cum during the torment without permission, they'll raise the number by 10 (110, 120, 130, 140, 150, etc) when you start over.

Ok but what if...tickle monster but teratophilia--

The lee shivers seeing the large teeth, the feathery mane, a long fluffy tail...and a throbbing knotted dick. The monster offers its four tickly claws, purring with desire. The lee nods faster than they process the question.

Suddenly they're whimpering and squealing and laughing as the tickle monster spiders its claws up and down their flanks, long tongue sweeping around their neck and ears, all while lifting the lee up and down on its textured cock.

The lee gasps as they feel the monster's knot slam against their hole. Suddenly, they feel a maddening tickle inside. Tickle monster magic no doubt! The cock feels like a vibrating brush inside them, making the lee shriek with ticklish ecstasy.

Right when they thought it couldn't get more torturous, the monster whines and POP!--presses its big knot into them. Oh god. Oh god they're stuck. Stuck on this tickling cock. All they can do is scream as the beast tickles them within an inch of their life, as deep as it can go.

The knot will de-swell eventually....

It wouldn't be hard to do over the course of many hangouts.

First I normalize myself occasionally tickling her in front of them. Then I occasionally recruit a friend to help me hold her or tickle her, say if we're sitting on either sides of her on the couch. Then I insert suggestions they should do it on their own. And when they do do it on their own, I respond positively and join in.

Ideally these friends wouldn't give a single shit about my partner's consent, but realistically if they're our friends, they're consent-conscious. So this would require me to manipulate my partner to make her consent clear, or at least prevent her from indicating lack of consent. I don't think it would be hard, since she wouldn't want to ruin the hangout by being difficult and negative. Plus, the longer this goes on, the harder it becomes for her to set a boundary, since it would retroactively imply a pattern of nonconsent, and I know she wouldn't want to implicate me in anything like that. It would be awkward and potentially harm these friendships. So once the pattern is established, no one will doubt it's perfectly okay to tickle her.

What I'd like to do next is normalize these friends pulling her socks off to tickle her. I'll have her wearing socks every time we hang out, and I'll introduce the behavior the same way as before: first I pull off her socks to tickle her, then I ask the friends to do it, then I respond approvingly when they initiate the action on their own. So over time it will be clear to them that it's fine to grab her feet and pull her socks off without asking. And now, I think, a subtle psychological shift would be underway: the friends start to regard my partner in some sense as theirs to take liberty with. They can touch her when they want, and they can pull off clothing when they want. Even though currently it's only tickling and only socks, unconsciously they'd start to regard her in some sense as communal property.

This would be a fine end point. She knows that at any point, anyone can tickle her, even stripping her feet to do it. She knows a whole group could hold her down and tickle her, without asking her, without questioning what it means, for as long as they want. She gets so embarrassed and so turned on that she soaks her underwear, of course, but no one needs to know that. And maybe some of these friends would enjoy it sexually too, but again, no one needs to know.

But anyway, we should take it further. Next I want to normalize removing other pieces of clothing. A good place to start would be removing outer layers (like shirts worn over other shirts) or lifting up shirts to reveal her tummy. At the same time, I want these friends to realize it's okay to curl their fingers just inside the edge of her clothing, say to get her armpits or collar bones.

I want to normalize them tickling her ribs very close to her breasts without caring if they touch her breasts a little, incidentally. And I want them to tickle her inner thighs, just inches away from her genitals, or to grab and tickle her butt. See, it's really fine, guys. It's just tickling. No one thinks it means anything. It's just harmless, friendly fun, and she does like it, even when she says "stop" and "no".

Next we should get everyone comfortable with more aggressive ways of holding her. Grabbing a fistful of her hair to pull her onto the ground. Holding her wrists and ankles and even neck down. Flipping her prone and sitting on her. Really vicious gang tickling stuff that probably no one would have been okay with if we started with that, but it's been a continuous escalation.

To make people more accustomed to tickling her body without clothing, we should have everyone tickle her when she's wearing shorts and a crop top, or in the pool when she's wearing a skimpy bikini.

And so on. You can envision how this continues to escalate. Friend groups have their little quirks and inside jokes.

At some point it's possible or even likely that things will go "too far". A friend might grope my partner, or slap her face, or kiss her, or bite her, or suck her toes, or just straight-up tickle her breasts or genitals. And they might do this not because they're a bad person, but because they got caught up in the moment, and because they have a pattern of regarding and treating my partner like an object. They might not realize they're doing it.

It's critical for them to NEVER experience negative consequences for this. Ideally no one notices, and if I do notice, I pretend not to. If other friends notice, I can dismiss the behavior as an accident, or just laugh it off. The message to the "offending" friend is: what you just did was perfectly okay. Just pretend it was innocent and you're golden. I make sure my lee knows she needs to accept, excuse, and/or downplay the behavior, and reassure her friends it was fine, and she's fine.

Them acting all big and confident around their peers until I make them strip down to their underwear, sit on my lap and whisper in their ear:

“The only movement permission you have is to grind and hump against my leg, and if I see you move in any other way, I’m going to cuff your hands behind my back, tie your legs wide apart and let everyone here edge you with feathers and makeup brushes, while I continue to do this:”

It's supposed to help get them to orgasm, but instead Shari has spent the last couple hours edging them, backng off again and again just before they can tip over into orgasm.

She's using mostly her fingers, but she also has a g-spot vibrator that she brought wth the device, slid inside of it when it's not in use so the pussy is stuffed full as soon as they turn the portal on.

And Shari got to see just seconds after it turned on, letting herself into her boss's offce with some urgent paperwork just to watch her bitch of a boss try so hard not to whimper and squirm while Shari carefully walked her though every individual form that needed to be signed while a vibrator buzzed away inside of her pussy.

Shari also swiped her boss's portal controller off of her desk during that time.

It's that time again, so Shari turns the vibrator on its lowest setting, slides it into the portal device, and opens her boss's office door to see her moaning and sweaty and practically humping her chair.