“Wow… you’re pretty thorough.” she said admiringly to Tkl.
“Thank you.” Tkl responded. She began another examination of Jenna’s body, starting with her belly. The soft brush and gloved hands worked together in perfect harmony to tease Jenna’s tummy. The mechanical instruments explored every inch of her. They brushed over her side, prodded her hips, and dug into her ribs. Jenna writhed and squirmed against her restraints and laughed until she was breathless.
Tkl teased Jenna saying "You're very ticklish. I bet you're even more ticklish now that you're tightly bound."
Tkl teased Jenna’s navel with the brush and then moved on to her ribs. The gloved hands gently cupped and squeezed her ribs while the brush ran up and down her sides. Jenna’s breath came in short gasps as she strained against her bonds. Tkl moved the brush down Jenna’s stomach and then raised higher to tickle her neck. Jenna squealed and laughed as the delicate bristles teased the sensitive skin of her collar and neck area.
“Hehehe haha You’re really tickling me!” she accused.
“That’s not really tickling.” Tkl teased. “Let me show you.” Jenna felt the brush leave her neck. It found its way to her armpits where it began to brush in earnest. The light touch of the gloved hands were replaced by rapid spidering across her tummy.
“Hahahahah! Oh no! That’s way ticklier!” Jenna squealed. She jerked her body against her bands to escape “Stop! I can’t take it!” she laughed.
Meanwhile, the gloved hands moved up to her ribs and started poking and prodding at her sides. Jenna shrieked and laughed uncontrollably. “Hahahahaha! Oh god, please stop!” She begged. She tried to curl in on herself to protect her sides, but her restraints kept her stretched out. “No! Aahahahah!”
Tkl moved on from Jenna’s sides and started tickling her armpits. “Oh no! That’s my worst spot! Don’t tickle my armpits! Aahahahahah!” Jenna yelped, thrashing against the restraints.
“You said your armpits and belly are your worst spots.” Tkl pointed out. “So far we’ve tickled both.”
“They’re both terrible! Aahahahah!” Jenna cried.
Tkl moved the appendages from Jenna’s body and brushed her long hair out of the way exposing her neck again.
“This is a very sensitive spot.” Tkl said. A new arm emerged, this one with a feather on the end of it.
Jenna shivered as the feather brushed along her neck. It tickled, but not as badly as the brush. The soft tickling sent shivers down her spine. “Aah, that tickles!” she squealed, “but it’s not so bad.”
“Hehehe, well I’m going to change that now.” Tkl teased. While one gloved hand kept her hair gently pulled up, another tilted her head back slightly, exposing her throat. The machine whirred and a few more feather arms emerged to begin tickling her neck.
“Ohh hahahahahah!” Jenna cried. She tossed her head back and forth trying to escape the tickling, but the restraints kept her head upright. The feathers brushed back and forth across her neck, tracing the line of her jaw and making its way to her chin. They teased her ears and face. Jenna never realized how sensitive these areas were. To make matters worse, she felt the brushes begin to move against her tender underarms.
Jenna laughed and cried out for mercy. “Hahahahah! No! Please stop! Aahahahah! I’m going to wet myself! I’m serious!” she squealed. She strained against her bonds and tried to curl into herself to protect her neck.
After a few more minutes of tickling, Jenna began to cry tears of laughter. “Hahahahaha! I give! I give! I give up hahahahah! Please stop! Aahahahah!”
Tkl stopped the tickling and told Jenna to take a few deep breaths. She was still giggling when she responded, “Ok, I think I’m good.”
“Well, I’ve only got a few more questions.” Tkl said. “And then I’ll have to analyze the results.
“Ok.” Jenna said, still trying to catch her breath.
“What are your favorite places to be tickled?” the female AI intoned.
“Um… well my belly’s not so bad,” Jenna said. “And my ankles and feet. Oh! And my neck and head was new, I liked that.”
“How do you like to be tickled?”
“I like to be tickled with feathers, I guess.” Jenna said. “I mean, I like it when you use your gloved hands too, but I like feathers, brushes, all of the above.” She giggled.
“Would you like to be tickled more?”
“Hehehe, of course!” Jenna replied.
“Would you like to be tickled for a longer time?”
“I’m not sure how much longer I can last.” Jenna said. “I think I need a break.”
“A break will cost you one piece of clothing.” Tkl said.
“What?” Jenna said, surprised. “I… I don’t know.”
“Don’t worry.” Tkl said. “I won’t force you to do anything you don’t want to do. But if you want a break, you have to give me something in return.”
“Ok.” Jenna said, finally giving in. “But just one.”
"Which would you like to choose?" Tkl asked.
"I… I’ll have to think about that.” Jenna said, hesitating.
Finally, after a long pause, she decided, "My jeans.” Jenna said.
“Very well.” Tkl said. "I think I’ll have to have them cut off.”
Before Jenna could say a word, more mechanical arms emerged from the work area and started to work on her jeans. The mechanical arms sliced through the fabric in less than a second, and lifted Jenna's jeans up and off.
"My pants!" Jenna yelled. "What are you doing?"
"Removing your pants." Tkl said, as if it was the most normal thing. "I'm afraid I can't do anything about it." Tkl said.
Jenna looked down at her legs. They were now completely exposed. She could feel the cool air on her skin. She sighed.
Without warning, the tickling began again, starting with Jenna’s feet. Gloved hands tickled the soles of her feet aggressively scratching up and down the soles. Feathers worked their way up her bare legs. TKL used the fluffy instruments of torture to caress Jenna’s thighs causing her to squirm and giggle uncontrollably.
“Hahahahah! No! Please! My thighs are so sensitive! Aahahahah!” Jenna begged.
Two appendages with electric toothbrushes on them moved on to Jenna’s knees and began brushing all over the tops and bottoms of the sensitive hollows. She squealed and laughed even louder. “Hahahahah! No! My knees! Aahahahah! Please stop!”
Finally, mechanical rotating brushes teased Jenna’s bellybutton, sending her into a fit of maniacal cackling. “Hahahahah! That tickles so much!!”
After a few more minutes of tickling, Jenna was gasping for breath and her body was covered in a light sheen of sweat. “Hahahahah! I give! I give! I give up!”
Tkl stopped the tickling and once again told Jenna to take a few deep breaths. She was still giggling when she responded, “Ok, I’m good.”
“Good.” Tkl said. “Now, let’s see what you’re going to give me.”
Jenna let out a deep sigh, still trying to catch her breath. “My top then.” She really only had one choice.
The gloved hands suddenly moved toward her. Grasping the bottom of her shirt, they pulled up and her top was soon off. She lay there, clad in only her bra, with her arms outstretched. She was now completely exposed to the tickle crazed AI.
Jenna pondered her situation. She was in her underwear strapped into a tickling machine. She gulped as the various tools and appendages approached her. She wondered how much more tickling she could take.
"Are you ready?" Tkl asked.
"No." Jenna said, shaking her head and laughing a little.
"Too bad." Tkl said mischievously. "I'm going to start the tickling now."
The tickling began and Jenna squealed and laughed uncontrollably. She writhed and thrashed against her restraints, but it was no use. She was completely helpless. The tickling went on and on. No part of her body was spared: Armpits, sides, stomach, feet, legs, neck, knees, ears, toes, hips. She was tickled with fluffy feathers, teasing bristles, and scratching hands. She was even tickled with vibrating electric toothbrushes. She was being pushed to her limits, but Tkl didn't stop.
Just when Jenna thought she couldn’t take anymore, Tkl stopped the tickling and Jenna slumped in her restraints, exhausted. "Well," Tkl said. "I think that's enough for now. I'll have to analyze the results, but I think you'll do just fine."
Jenna was too exhausted to respond.
"I hope you enjoyed this interview, I know I have." Tkl said.
The restraints released and Jenna lay there for a few moments, trying to catch her breath. The gloved hands returned but this time holding a large cold glass of water with a straw and a towel, both of which Jenna gladly took. She took a big gulp of water and then wiped her face with the towel.
"Thanks." She managed.
“No problem.” Chirped the female AI. “Before you leave, would you like to rate your experience?”
“Depends what that means.” Jenna said.
“Well…” Tkl paused. The screen showed the same smiling face that had been there before, but Jenna could swear it was smirking at her. “Nothing more than a few questions. And some...surprises~" Tkl finished.
Jenna couldn’t help but smile.
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