You stand in the doorway that leads to room 455, a futuristic-living room with red fluffy carpet and... A table with metal cuffs? You are asked questions. Questions that hardly have to do with tickling at all. Finally, the dragon asks you to go lay down on the table. She presses a button on the side, and the metal cuffs slide into place. You feel them slide into place on your wings and feet. "Your tickler will be here in a few minutes". And with that, the elderly she-dragon leaves the room, leaving you restrained on a table next to a warm fireplace. The heat soothes you, and it encourages you to think about your past. You are a noctowl, living with 1 sister and two brothers living in a large sycamore tree. Your family is poor, and they had recently heard about Bing's tickle mansion. They decided to send you, because they believed the more ticklish you were, the more money you earned. Of course, you know that's not true, but it's worth it for a new home. A knock on the door sends you reeling back into reality, and you here a voice say," hello, i'm tangrowth and i'll be your client for the day. Now, let me see your record..." A large mess of vines walks into the room, and it gives you chills down your spine when you look at it's vines. They all look super ticklish! "Ah," the grass-type says," i think i'll start with...hmmm... Yes, ingenious!" You realize he is walking to your feet! you try to lean your head up to see what's going on, but a vine gently pushes it back down. "Now now, just relax..." After a few tense moments, you feel a tingling sensation on your right foot. CYou wiggle your foot to get it off. No good. Another vine joins in, attacking the dead center of your foot. You begin to giggle. "Come on, that's not laughing!" The tangrowth teases. He adds another vine to your other foot, sending you into loud bits of giggling. "Heehehehaha!heheheheeeheehee! Hahaha!" After at least fifteen minutes of him going around your feet in a delicate manner, the sensations stop. A blindfold is placed over your eyes. Uh-oh, this is gonna get better! You can't see where you'll be tickled next, so you almost jump a little when a vine begins to massage you soft, feathery belly. "Hahahahehehehahahahahaaahahehehahehahahs! HHAHAHAHAA!" The vines gently glide along the dead center of your tummy like tiny green ice skaters. HAHAHAHAAAHAAHAAHHAHAHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHAAHAA !" Now you are gasping for breath. The vines continue, but lower, just below your hipbones. The vines cease their torturous act. They then move onto your wingpits, which is easily by far your most ticklish spot. It continues to tickle, giving you considerable amounts of laughter. Next, you feel a belt being placed on you, and when it turns on, you feel laughter on waves you'd never thought could be reached before. It doesn't stop there, however. Vines come out, tickling your feet, sides, privates, and belly all over. You can't stop laughing, this is the most intense you have ever been tickled in your life. After hours of this amazingly powerful form of torture, the vines recede, one by one, until nothing is left and your restraints are unlocked. You are given your requested money, and the tangrowth leaves the room. Now done with this strange place, you...
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