So this was a commission but I am so proud of how it came out that I asked permission to share it. A couple of heads up: Despite me labeling this as a Jenni story and her being one of the three characters in it, she is not actually involved in the tickle sequences and is more of a spectator. The character of Erica, the tickle bear is the property of https://www.deviantart.com/badwolftickler and used with permission. There were other stories that led up to this tale, but I feel like it stands alone well enough to post by itself. Please visit badwolftickler's page to see some terrific artwork as well! Enjoy!
“Well, I’m glad that you two were able to save Scarlet.” Lily took a sip of Bombay Sapphire as she sat in her kitchen with Jenni. It had been a while since the two had spent some normal girl time together. But Lily had missed her jovial friend and had invited her over for a couple of cocktails and some conversation. The subject had quickly moved from Jenni’s most recent exploit, an 18 year old with an unbearably ticklish bellybutton and how she had broken him with an extended game of Round and Round the Garden, to Jenni’s last encounter with Scarlet and Erica, where the magical tickle bear had helped rid the redhead of the remainder of Renismelthin’s influence over her. “Hopefully that’s the last we see of Reni for a while.”
“Hopefully not the last we see of Erica, though.” Jenni smiled.
“Yeah, that bear sure knows how to humble the great Jenni The Clown.” Lily teased, reaching out and poking Jenni’s ribs.
“Hehehe… Hey, she’s gotten you pretty good too, Missy.” Jenni reminded the witch. “You and that ticklish tummy of yours.”
“Well, you know… I made it pretty easy for her.” Lily claimed.
“You don’t have to make it easy, Lily.” Jenni clapped back. “You ARE easy. Why I remember when we first met. When I tickled your tummy and made you cum.”
“How could I forget?” Lily was blushing just a little. “But seriously, Erica might know how to break you, but last time she tried her games on me, I just kind of let her do it. It was fun, but you’ve tickled me worse than she did.”
“I think that you should count your blessings that she can’t hear you right now.” Jenni told the witch. “Trust me. She’s got your number.”
“Whatever.” Lily waved a dismissive hand.
“Okay then, prove it. Let’s go see her tonight.” Jenni suggested. “Do that dream thing that you do and we will both go to her and challenge her to tickle you.”
“Fine, but it’s a waste of time.”
“How can a dream be a waste of time?” Jenni laughed. “Look at you, already trying to backtrack.”
“I’m not backtracking.” Lily sounded irritated. “We’ll do it tonight. And you’ll see for yourself that you overrate that bear to an extreme, just because once her paws get on your titties, you lose it.”
Jenni didn’t respond to the accusation. She just sipped her drink.
And smirked.
When Lily and Jenni found themselves in Erica’s domain, the clouds underneath their feet were so soft that they had to try and watch their step. It was like walking on a vast number of pillows. As before in the dream world, The two women could appear however they desired. Jenni was in her clown get-up with her pink and purple, satin costume and her hair in pigtails. Lily, not wanting the tickle bear to think she wasn’t inviting, wore a black silk bra and matching panties, and had her hair down.
“Where is she?” Lily asked, looking around the area.
“You know her.” Jenni nodded. “She likes to sneak up on you.
“Erica!” Lily hollered. “Erica, we’ve come to see you. I’m here to call you out!”
“Call me out for what, Giggle Gal?” Erica’s voice could be heard behind Lily ad the bear reached out and started to gently goose and squeeze up and down Lily’s sides. Jenni was shocked to see her friend take such tickles and still keep a straight face. Maybe she really could take on the bear…
“Whatsa matter?” Erica asked with some disappointment in her voice. “Don’t ya wanna laugh? Doesn’t that tickle? I know that you’re ticklish from the last time we played.”
“That was a fluke. I was just letting you have your fun really.” Lily told the bear as she turned around to face her.
“Is that so?” Erica folded her arms and raised a suspicious eyebrow. “Because I seem to have an altogether different recollection of those events.”
“Not my concern.” Lily replied. “So here’s the deal: Jenni told me earlier that she is confident that you could break me. But I think you’re just a lot of pink fur and hot air. So let’s find out for ourselves, shall we?” Lily raised her arms towards the blue sky and muttered a quiet spell. Day turned into night as a large, shiny crescent moon appeared directly above the three women.
“Pretty…” Jenni gasped.
“That moon is going to move naturally until it falls down to the West.” Lily explains. If you can get me to say a safe word before that happens, I will concede that you are truly worthy of the praise that Jenni over here loves to lavish on you.”
“Sounds fair to me.” Erica agreed.
“But if you can’t… and I don’t think that you can…” Lily sounded snobbish. Almost rude. “… I get to tickle you in turn. And for as long as I like.”
“You tickle me?” Erica laughed heartily. “Oh, my little witch… I have no reason to be afraid of you.”
“I thought that you might say something like that.” Lily smirked. She waved her hand again and manifested a foot long blue feather. It didn’t look like an ordinary feather, though. It seemed to sparkle a little in the moonlight, as if it had been lightly dusted with glitter or some kind of fairy dust. The witch lowered it and flicked it against Erica’s furry belly. The bear immediately giggled and even jumped back a couple of feet, her eyes wide in disbelief.
“Jumping Jimminy, that tickled!” Erica yelped in surprise. The feather was enchanted somehow, making her feel feel far more sensitive than usual.
“And there’s more where that came from if you lose the bet.” Lily said. “So you see, you do indeed have a reason to be afraid of me.”
“No.” Erica just shook her head confidently. “I just have an even better reason to make you laugh like the ticklish baby that I know you are.”
“Try it, bear.” Lily looked fierce. Erica snapped her fingers and Lily was instantly strapped down to an elevated cloud with her ankles a couple of feet apart and her arms up over her head. “Jenni, you’re not allowed to help.”
“That’s cause you know that I could break you real quick.” The clown smiled. “But I have every confidence in Erica.”
“Thank you, Jenni.” The bear said happily. “Now what should the safe word be?”
“Ticklish.” Jenni decided with a gigantic smile.
“Oh goodie!” Erica clapped. “Now then, waiting gives the Devil time.” The bear moved down to Lily’s bare feet and drew her furry paws up and down, wiggling her fingers lightly. “Tickle tickle tickle. Tickle tickle. Tickle tickle tickle. How does that feel, Sweetie? Is that nice and ticklish on your naked feetsies?” Erica cooed at the witch.
Lily wasn’t exactly keeping a straight face, but she wasn’t outright laughing either. She had a nice, girlish grin and she was trembling.
“I bet over by these toes is really ticklish, huh?” Erica continued to tease. “Tickle tickle. Tickle tickle tickle. Oh my, look at these piggies wiggling about and trying to get away.”
“You’ll have to do b-better than th-that.” Lily fought the giggles.
The moon had already moved a bit. It clearly was traveling at a much faster rate than the actual moon would. Erica estimated that she had maybe twenty minutes to achieve her goal. Erica moved up to Lily’s knees, softly squeezing above them and teasing underneath them with her fur. The witch just laid there, taking it like a champ. Jenni was secretly impressed with Lily’s ability to at least appear to be able to shut out the sensations as she watched Erica work her over.
“You’ve got nothing, tickle bear.” Lily taunted. “If you’re that hellbent on giving me a massage, why don’t you get my back for me? I’ve had a tight muscle back there on and off for about a week or so.”
“Well, that would involve flipping you over.” Erica pointed out before a little light bulb flicked on in her head. “Although… maybe that’s not a terrible idea.” Erica snapped her fingers, magically shifting Lily so that she was now laying on her belly. “Now, you can’t see it coming.” The bear told Lily as she used a claw to slice off the witch’s panties and unclasp her bra, letting the underclothes fall off. “But don’t worry. I’m happy to tell you all about it. Hehe…” Erica chuckled deviously. “But first a question for you, since you’re a witch: Have you ever had a familiar? Like a raven or wolf that did your bidding?”
“I had a snake once.” Lily replied, wondering what Erica was getting at. Jenni liked to do this sometimes too when she tickled. Ask questions to get into the ticklee’s head. Make the tickling seem more intimate and in turn, make the ticklee feel more sensitive. The witch was already a bit worried about not being able to see where Erica’s paws were positioned.
“Had? So it’s not around anymore?” Erica asked. “What a pity. It’s always difficult losing a pet. But no worries. I’m going to give you a brand new snake.”
“Excuse me?” Lily asked as she felt the bear brush her dark hair away to expose the back of her neck.
“This is the tail right here…” Erica touched a soft fingertip right at the top of the crack of Lily’s bottom, just beneath the tailbone, causing Lily to tense.
Jenni giggled as quietly as she could, understanding full well what Erica was doing. She had done it herself many times in the past. Growing up with mostly male friends, Jenni remembered many an afternoon or evening in her youth playing Mario Kart or Perfect Dark with the boys in the neighborhood. Sometimes, when her player would fall into second place or the game was getting tense, she would just reach over with a free hand and slowly walk two fingers up and down their back. Now while many people in her experience weren’t flat out ticklish on their backs, a good deal of them were on their necks or their bottom, or both. So, like a silent variation on This Little Piggy, it was all about the threat of what was to come. They knew that her fingers were creeping their way towards a ticklish spot. And nine times out of ten, this was enough to distract her opponent enough to give her the upper hand… if not just give them a flat out giggle fit.
“And from the tail, we go alllll the way up…” Erica’s finger traveled upwards, slithering back and forth along Lily’s spine. Though neither Erica or Jenni could completely see the witch’s face, they could both tell that she was struggling with this new technique from how she was squirming. “This snake likes to wriggle, doesn’t she, Lily?” Erica teased. “Following her body all the way from her tail… to her head!” Erica reached the back of Lily’s neck, lightly scribbling her furry fingers their and getting the first outright giggle out of the witch as she tried to scrunch her neck. Erica’s plan had worked! And now she was going to exploit Lily’s newfound ticklishness. She softly tickled all over Lily’s neck, keeping a constant stream of almost childlike giggles escaping her. “Tickle tickle. Tickle tickle tickle. Tickle tickle.”
“Hehehehehehehehehehehehe…” Lily found herself starting to succumb to the bear’s playfulness. Especially when Erica’s feathery digits found their way into her underarms. “No!” Lily caught her breath and bit her tongue hard. Her cheeks growing red from the effort.
“You could probably break her right now.” Jenni said.
“No. She’s still fighting it too hard.” Erica stated. “She’s still got more pride in her than fear. Before I can break her, I have to let her know that I can.”
“Y-you can’t!” Lily grunted stubbornly as she shook. Erica just ignored her and started back at the top of her neck.
“And now we go back dowwwwn…” The bear was once again using the one fingertip to draw a wavy line down the middle of Lily’s back. And once she reached the tailbone again, she began to lightly tickle over the cheeks of Lily’s bottom. “Tickle tickle. Tickle tickle tickle.”
Lily squeaked a couple of times and wiggled a bit. But both Erica and Jenni knew that her rump was a dead end, no pun intended.
“Why don’t we just go straight for the danger zone?” Erica snapped her fingers again so that the witch was once again on her back. Lily was able to see the moon again. It was about halfway through it’s journey. She was still thinking that she could do it, but Erica’s statement made her a little nervous.
“What danger zone?
Erica just smiled, moved over to Lily’s side and began to play upon her pale tummy. The witch let out a quick gasp and started to squirm from side to side as she felt the furry fingers dance lightly on her twitching skin. “Tickle tickle tickle. Tickle tickle tickle.”
“Hehehehehehe no…” Lily grimaced and tried to regain control of herself. As Jenni knew all to well, Lily’s white, taut belly was her weak spot. “Hahahahahahahahaha…”
“Tickle tickle, tummy. Tickle tickle tickle tickle. Tickle tickle tickle.” Erica teased as she expertly drew her paws up and down the sides of the tummy before spidering her fluffy fingers along Lily’s pantie line. “The lower we goooo… the more it ticklessss…”
“Hahahaha hehehehehe hahahaha… I won’t sahahay it!” Lily’s determination was shocking to Jenni. The clown knew that she herself would have folded a while ago if it was her in Lily’s position. Whether Lily made it or not, she was definitely putting up a fight. Jenni was proud of her.
“Yes, you willlll…” Erica sang. “Look at this bellybutton…” The bear wiggled a gentle finger in the depression.
“No, I won’t!” Lily shouted fiercely. Erica looked over at the moon. She was running out of time. There was maybe six or seven minutes left. She decided to stop tickling and assess the situation. Lily’s feet, underarms, and tummy were definitely where she stockpiled her giggles. But tickling those areas had so far not even brought her close to saying the safe word. The bear started to think…
“You’re gonna lose.” Lily taunted her. “Me and my magic feather are going to tickle you right out of your fur. And I’m even gonna laugh along with you while I drive you insane. Hahaha…”
Lily’s words were actually concerning Erica. She knew that she would never be able to stand that darned feather for any extended period of time. There had to be a way to get to the witch. Erica recalled how Lily had started to crack a bit during the game with her back. The bear deduced that this was because at the time, Lily wasn’t able to see the tickles coming. But how do you tickle her tummy without her seeing it. She considered using a blindfold but that seemed to easy. It wasn’t enough. She needed to make a point to the witch. Scare her so bad that she would never again question her abilities as a tickler.
It was then that Erica remembered the first time that she crossed over into the real world. When she first saw Jenni’s playroom. The clown had a few charts on her wall of the nude male and female forms, with different colors marking certain spots as if detailing how ticklish those areas were.
“That’s it!” The bear’s face lit up like a Christmas tree.
“What’s it?” Jenni asked as she observed.
Erica didn’t respond directly. Instead, she pulled up a stool and a rolling cart that once might use for art supplies seemingly out of nowhere. On the cart were about a dozen different jars of different color paints. The three primary colors were present, as well as pink, purple, gray, and a few others.
“Gonna use a paintbrush to tickle her?” Jenni asked.
“Jenni, I told you that you couldn't help.” Lily scolded her.
“Hey, I’m not doin’ nothing. Just curious is all.” Jenni defended herself.
“No brushes.” Erica replied to Jenni’s query. Not wanting to get paint all over her paws and make them sticky though, Erica instead picked up the jars one by one, pouring a little bit onto specific areas of Lily’s naked body. The witch and the clown both watched intently as the paint appeared to dry the moment it hit the skin. Erica knew that she didn’t have much time left so she did this reasonably quickly and after just a minute or two, Lily’s body was covered with dried paint from her head down to her toes. Her belly was blue… her soles were pink… her toes were red… and so on. “Congratulations, Lily. You are now a living, breathing Tickle Chart! I got the idea from some posters in Jenni’s basement.”
“Delightful.” Lily snarked. “You only have a few minutes left here, Bob Ross, so if you’re gonna pull some kind of trick out of your fur, this would be the time.”
“Whatever you say, little witch.” Erica lowered her fingers to Lily’s breasts and began to softly tickle. Lily jolted in surprise though as she stared down at her body with wide eyes. Though Erica’s paws were on her boobs, she felt the touches on her hips instead.
“What is this??? What’s going on?!” Lily was suddenly terrified. Erica just smiled and smacked her own forehead.
“Oh, silly me. I forgot. You see, I am many things, Lily. I’m furry. I am a tickler. I’m a people pleaser. But I am… first and foremost… a bear.”
“Yeah? So?”
Jenni suddenly covered her mouth to stifle a giggle, getting the joke before Lily did.
“Um… Lily…” The clown chuckled silently. “Bears are partially colorblind.”
“What?”
“Exactly!” Erica nodded. “So here I have gone through all of this trouble to chart out where your tickle spots are and only now realizing that I might have mixed a few of them up. Like I said, silly me. Oh well, time’s a wasting!” Erica continued to tickle the breasts and nipples and Lily felt the touches on her hips and in the creases between her thighs and torso.
“No fahahahahahahaaaiir…” Lily’s head fell beck as she giggled.
“Tickle tickle. Tickle tickle tickle tickle. Tell me, Lily… how ticklish are you over… HERE!” Erica’s paws moved down to tickle Lily’s sides but the witch felt the effects under her arms instead.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOOO HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”
Jenni was loving the show, even touching herself through her costume a little bit.
“Tickle tickle. Somebody is REALLY TICKLISH!” Erica now played her furry fingers over Lily’s ears, but the witch felt the tickling on her red painted toes. “Coochie coochie COO!”
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA I CAN’T…” Lily was absolutely losing it, cackling and babbling like a crazy woman. Jenni had only once or twice before seen her friend react to being tickled in such a way. Erica had her right where she wanted her.
“You know what to say to make the tickles stop.” Erica said as she reached underneath Lily’s body to grab at her now purple bottom. But when she wriggled her fingers there, Lily felt them on her tummy and she abruptly went into silent laughter. “You know what to do… Hahaha Only you can prevent tummy tickles.” Erica joked in a Smoky The Bear impression. Lily couldn’t audibly respond, but she defiantly shook her laughing head no.
Erica and Jenni both saw that the moon was almost gone from the sky. Erica would have to finish Lily off quickly.
“Hey, Lily. I’m curious… if I lean my head down… and blow into your bellybutton… where will you feel it?
“NO PLEASE!”
“Where will you feel it, huh? Where will you feel my buzzing lips? On your hard nipple? Against your naked foot? Where’s it gonna getcha?” As Erica continued to tickle Lily’s tummy vicariously through her bottom, she brought her lips within just an inch of the witch’s navel. “Here I come…” Erica blew a gentle raspberry and Lily cried out in ticklish frustration and pleasure as she felt the vibrating lips wrapped around her clitoris.
“AAAAAAGH HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”
“I just love raspberries don’t you? Prbrbrbrbrbrttt…”
Lily was shaking all over as she was vibed and had her tummy tickled.
“And one more for the road!” Erica blew one more long, wet raspberry.
“TIIIICKLIIISH!!!” Lily screamed as her orgasm shot through her body. Jenni gasped herself as she finished rubbing herself out almost at the same time while she watched. Erica waited until Lily’s ecstasy had subsided and blew her a kiss as she gave her belly a quick scribble, which she then felt on the bottom of her left sole. “Hehehehehe…”
“Well then… I’m glad that’s settled.” Erica yawned and cracked her back, proud of herself and her work…
When Jenni and Lily awoke in Jenni’s bed, Lily knew what was coming.
“I told you that she would get you.” Jenni laughed, rubbing the side of her face comfortably into her pillow. Maybe one of these days, you’ll learn to listen to me.
“Maybe one of these days, I’ll just get you back. Both of you.” Lily warned, seething in her defeat.
“Oh, lighten up.” Jenni said with a shit eating grin. “Don’t make me go to the store and buy paint…”
“Well, I’m glad that you two were able to save Scarlet.” Lily took a sip of Bombay Sapphire as she sat in her kitchen with Jenni. It had been a while since the two had spent some normal girl time together. But Lily had missed her jovial friend and had invited her over for a couple of cocktails and some conversation. The subject had quickly moved from Jenni’s most recent exploit, an 18 year old with an unbearably ticklish bellybutton and how she had broken him with an extended game of Round and Round the Garden, to Jenni’s last encounter with Scarlet and Erica, where the magical tickle bear had helped rid the redhead of the remainder of Renismelthin’s influence over her. “Hopefully that’s the last we see of Reni for a while.”
“Hopefully not the last we see of Erica, though.” Jenni smiled.
“Yeah, that bear sure knows how to humble the great Jenni The Clown.” Lily teased, reaching out and poking Jenni’s ribs.
“Hehehe… Hey, she’s gotten you pretty good too, Missy.” Jenni reminded the witch. “You and that ticklish tummy of yours.”
“Well, you know… I made it pretty easy for her.” Lily claimed.
“You don’t have to make it easy, Lily.” Jenni clapped back. “You ARE easy. Why I remember when we first met. When I tickled your tummy and made you cum.”
“How could I forget?” Lily was blushing just a little. “But seriously, Erica might know how to break you, but last time she tried her games on me, I just kind of let her do it. It was fun, but you’ve tickled me worse than she did.”
“I think that you should count your blessings that she can’t hear you right now.” Jenni told the witch. “Trust me. She’s got your number.”
“Whatever.” Lily waved a dismissive hand.
“Okay then, prove it. Let’s go see her tonight.” Jenni suggested. “Do that dream thing that you do and we will both go to her and challenge her to tickle you.”
“Fine, but it’s a waste of time.”
“How can a dream be a waste of time?” Jenni laughed. “Look at you, already trying to backtrack.”
“I’m not backtracking.” Lily sounded irritated. “We’ll do it tonight. And you’ll see for yourself that you overrate that bear to an extreme, just because once her paws get on your titties, you lose it.”
Jenni didn’t respond to the accusation. She just sipped her drink.
And smirked.
When Lily and Jenni found themselves in Erica’s domain, the clouds underneath their feet were so soft that they had to try and watch their step. It was like walking on a vast number of pillows. As before in the dream world, The two women could appear however they desired. Jenni was in her clown get-up with her pink and purple, satin costume and her hair in pigtails. Lily, not wanting the tickle bear to think she wasn’t inviting, wore a black silk bra and matching panties, and had her hair down.
“Where is she?” Lily asked, looking around the area.
“You know her.” Jenni nodded. “She likes to sneak up on you.
“Erica!” Lily hollered. “Erica, we’ve come to see you. I’m here to call you out!”
“Call me out for what, Giggle Gal?” Erica’s voice could be heard behind Lily ad the bear reached out and started to gently goose and squeeze up and down Lily’s sides. Jenni was shocked to see her friend take such tickles and still keep a straight face. Maybe she really could take on the bear…
“Whatsa matter?” Erica asked with some disappointment in her voice. “Don’t ya wanna laugh? Doesn’t that tickle? I know that you’re ticklish from the last time we played.”
“That was a fluke. I was just letting you have your fun really.” Lily told the bear as she turned around to face her.
“Is that so?” Erica folded her arms and raised a suspicious eyebrow. “Because I seem to have an altogether different recollection of those events.”
“Not my concern.” Lily replied. “So here’s the deal: Jenni told me earlier that she is confident that you could break me. But I think you’re just a lot of pink fur and hot air. So let’s find out for ourselves, shall we?” Lily raised her arms towards the blue sky and muttered a quiet spell. Day turned into night as a large, shiny crescent moon appeared directly above the three women.
“Pretty…” Jenni gasped.
“That moon is going to move naturally until it falls down to the West.” Lily explains. If you can get me to say a safe word before that happens, I will concede that you are truly worthy of the praise that Jenni over here loves to lavish on you.”
“Sounds fair to me.” Erica agreed.
“But if you can’t… and I don’t think that you can…” Lily sounded snobbish. Almost rude. “… I get to tickle you in turn. And for as long as I like.”
“You tickle me?” Erica laughed heartily. “Oh, my little witch… I have no reason to be afraid of you.”
“I thought that you might say something like that.” Lily smirked. She waved her hand again and manifested a foot long blue feather. It didn’t look like an ordinary feather, though. It seemed to sparkle a little in the moonlight, as if it had been lightly dusted with glitter or some kind of fairy dust. The witch lowered it and flicked it against Erica’s furry belly. The bear immediately giggled and even jumped back a couple of feet, her eyes wide in disbelief.
“Jumping Jimminy, that tickled!” Erica yelped in surprise. The feather was enchanted somehow, making her feel feel far more sensitive than usual.
“And there’s more where that came from if you lose the bet.” Lily said. “So you see, you do indeed have a reason to be afraid of me.”
“No.” Erica just shook her head confidently. “I just have an even better reason to make you laugh like the ticklish baby that I know you are.”
“Try it, bear.” Lily looked fierce. Erica snapped her fingers and Lily was instantly strapped down to an elevated cloud with her ankles a couple of feet apart and her arms up over her head. “Jenni, you’re not allowed to help.”
“That’s cause you know that I could break you real quick.” The clown smiled. “But I have every confidence in Erica.”
“Thank you, Jenni.” The bear said happily. “Now what should the safe word be?”
“Ticklish.” Jenni decided with a gigantic smile.
“Oh goodie!” Erica clapped. “Now then, waiting gives the Devil time.” The bear moved down to Lily’s bare feet and drew her furry paws up and down, wiggling her fingers lightly. “Tickle tickle tickle. Tickle tickle. Tickle tickle tickle. How does that feel, Sweetie? Is that nice and ticklish on your naked feetsies?” Erica cooed at the witch.
Lily wasn’t exactly keeping a straight face, but she wasn’t outright laughing either. She had a nice, girlish grin and she was trembling.
“I bet over by these toes is really ticklish, huh?” Erica continued to tease. “Tickle tickle. Tickle tickle tickle. Oh my, look at these piggies wiggling about and trying to get away.”
“You’ll have to do b-better than th-that.” Lily fought the giggles.
The moon had already moved a bit. It clearly was traveling at a much faster rate than the actual moon would. Erica estimated that she had maybe twenty minutes to achieve her goal. Erica moved up to Lily’s knees, softly squeezing above them and teasing underneath them with her fur. The witch just laid there, taking it like a champ. Jenni was secretly impressed with Lily’s ability to at least appear to be able to shut out the sensations as she watched Erica work her over.
“You’ve got nothing, tickle bear.” Lily taunted. “If you’re that hellbent on giving me a massage, why don’t you get my back for me? I’ve had a tight muscle back there on and off for about a week or so.”
“Well, that would involve flipping you over.” Erica pointed out before a little light bulb flicked on in her head. “Although… maybe that’s not a terrible idea.” Erica snapped her fingers, magically shifting Lily so that she was now laying on her belly. “Now, you can’t see it coming.” The bear told Lily as she used a claw to slice off the witch’s panties and unclasp her bra, letting the underclothes fall off. “But don’t worry. I’m happy to tell you all about it. Hehe…” Erica chuckled deviously. “But first a question for you, since you’re a witch: Have you ever had a familiar? Like a raven or wolf that did your bidding?”
“I had a snake once.” Lily replied, wondering what Erica was getting at. Jenni liked to do this sometimes too when she tickled. Ask questions to get into the ticklee’s head. Make the tickling seem more intimate and in turn, make the ticklee feel more sensitive. The witch was already a bit worried about not being able to see where Erica’s paws were positioned.
“Had? So it’s not around anymore?” Erica asked. “What a pity. It’s always difficult losing a pet. But no worries. I’m going to give you a brand new snake.”
“Excuse me?” Lily asked as she felt the bear brush her dark hair away to expose the back of her neck.
“This is the tail right here…” Erica touched a soft fingertip right at the top of the crack of Lily’s bottom, just beneath the tailbone, causing Lily to tense.
Jenni giggled as quietly as she could, understanding full well what Erica was doing. She had done it herself many times in the past. Growing up with mostly male friends, Jenni remembered many an afternoon or evening in her youth playing Mario Kart or Perfect Dark with the boys in the neighborhood. Sometimes, when her player would fall into second place or the game was getting tense, she would just reach over with a free hand and slowly walk two fingers up and down their back. Now while many people in her experience weren’t flat out ticklish on their backs, a good deal of them were on their necks or their bottom, or both. So, like a silent variation on This Little Piggy, it was all about the threat of what was to come. They knew that her fingers were creeping their way towards a ticklish spot. And nine times out of ten, this was enough to distract her opponent enough to give her the upper hand… if not just give them a flat out giggle fit.
“And from the tail, we go alllll the way up…” Erica’s finger traveled upwards, slithering back and forth along Lily’s spine. Though neither Erica or Jenni could completely see the witch’s face, they could both tell that she was struggling with this new technique from how she was squirming. “This snake likes to wriggle, doesn’t she, Lily?” Erica teased. “Following her body all the way from her tail… to her head!” Erica reached the back of Lily’s neck, lightly scribbling her furry fingers their and getting the first outright giggle out of the witch as she tried to scrunch her neck. Erica’s plan had worked! And now she was going to exploit Lily’s newfound ticklishness. She softly tickled all over Lily’s neck, keeping a constant stream of almost childlike giggles escaping her. “Tickle tickle. Tickle tickle tickle. Tickle tickle.”
“Hehehehehehehehehehehehe…” Lily found herself starting to succumb to the bear’s playfulness. Especially when Erica’s feathery digits found their way into her underarms. “No!” Lily caught her breath and bit her tongue hard. Her cheeks growing red from the effort.
“You could probably break her right now.” Jenni said.
“No. She’s still fighting it too hard.” Erica stated. “She’s still got more pride in her than fear. Before I can break her, I have to let her know that I can.”
“Y-you can’t!” Lily grunted stubbornly as she shook. Erica just ignored her and started back at the top of her neck.
“And now we go back dowwwwn…” The bear was once again using the one fingertip to draw a wavy line down the middle of Lily’s back. And once she reached the tailbone again, she began to lightly tickle over the cheeks of Lily’s bottom. “Tickle tickle. Tickle tickle tickle.”
Lily squeaked a couple of times and wiggled a bit. But both Erica and Jenni knew that her rump was a dead end, no pun intended.
“Why don’t we just go straight for the danger zone?” Erica snapped her fingers again so that the witch was once again on her back. Lily was able to see the moon again. It was about halfway through it’s journey. She was still thinking that she could do it, but Erica’s statement made her a little nervous.
“What danger zone?
Erica just smiled, moved over to Lily’s side and began to play upon her pale tummy. The witch let out a quick gasp and started to squirm from side to side as she felt the furry fingers dance lightly on her twitching skin. “Tickle tickle tickle. Tickle tickle tickle.”
“Hehehehehehe no…” Lily grimaced and tried to regain control of herself. As Jenni knew all to well, Lily’s white, taut belly was her weak spot. “Hahahahahahahahaha…”
“Tickle tickle, tummy. Tickle tickle tickle tickle. Tickle tickle tickle.” Erica teased as she expertly drew her paws up and down the sides of the tummy before spidering her fluffy fingers along Lily’s pantie line. “The lower we goooo… the more it ticklessss…”
“Hahahaha hehehehehe hahahaha… I won’t sahahay it!” Lily’s determination was shocking to Jenni. The clown knew that she herself would have folded a while ago if it was her in Lily’s position. Whether Lily made it or not, she was definitely putting up a fight. Jenni was proud of her.
“Yes, you willlll…” Erica sang. “Look at this bellybutton…” The bear wiggled a gentle finger in the depression.
“No, I won’t!” Lily shouted fiercely. Erica looked over at the moon. She was running out of time. There was maybe six or seven minutes left. She decided to stop tickling and assess the situation. Lily’s feet, underarms, and tummy were definitely where she stockpiled her giggles. But tickling those areas had so far not even brought her close to saying the safe word. The bear started to think…
“You’re gonna lose.” Lily taunted her. “Me and my magic feather are going to tickle you right out of your fur. And I’m even gonna laugh along with you while I drive you insane. Hahaha…”
Lily’s words were actually concerning Erica. She knew that she would never be able to stand that darned feather for any extended period of time. There had to be a way to get to the witch. Erica recalled how Lily had started to crack a bit during the game with her back. The bear deduced that this was because at the time, Lily wasn’t able to see the tickles coming. But how do you tickle her tummy without her seeing it. She considered using a blindfold but that seemed to easy. It wasn’t enough. She needed to make a point to the witch. Scare her so bad that she would never again question her abilities as a tickler.
It was then that Erica remembered the first time that she crossed over into the real world. When she first saw Jenni’s playroom. The clown had a few charts on her wall of the nude male and female forms, with different colors marking certain spots as if detailing how ticklish those areas were.
“That’s it!” The bear’s face lit up like a Christmas tree.
“What’s it?” Jenni asked as she observed.
Erica didn’t respond directly. Instead, she pulled up a stool and a rolling cart that once might use for art supplies seemingly out of nowhere. On the cart were about a dozen different jars of different color paints. The three primary colors were present, as well as pink, purple, gray, and a few others.
“Gonna use a paintbrush to tickle her?” Jenni asked.
“Jenni, I told you that you couldn't help.” Lily scolded her.
“Hey, I’m not doin’ nothing. Just curious is all.” Jenni defended herself.
“No brushes.” Erica replied to Jenni’s query. Not wanting to get paint all over her paws and make them sticky though, Erica instead picked up the jars one by one, pouring a little bit onto specific areas of Lily’s naked body. The witch and the clown both watched intently as the paint appeared to dry the moment it hit the skin. Erica knew that she didn’t have much time left so she did this reasonably quickly and after just a minute or two, Lily’s body was covered with dried paint from her head down to her toes. Her belly was blue… her soles were pink… her toes were red… and so on. “Congratulations, Lily. You are now a living, breathing Tickle Chart! I got the idea from some posters in Jenni’s basement.”
“Delightful.” Lily snarked. “You only have a few minutes left here, Bob Ross, so if you’re gonna pull some kind of trick out of your fur, this would be the time.”
“Whatever you say, little witch.” Erica lowered her fingers to Lily’s breasts and began to softly tickle. Lily jolted in surprise though as she stared down at her body with wide eyes. Though Erica’s paws were on her boobs, she felt the touches on her hips instead.
“What is this??? What’s going on?!” Lily was suddenly terrified. Erica just smiled and smacked her own forehead.
“Oh, silly me. I forgot. You see, I am many things, Lily. I’m furry. I am a tickler. I’m a people pleaser. But I am… first and foremost… a bear.”
“Yeah? So?”
Jenni suddenly covered her mouth to stifle a giggle, getting the joke before Lily did.
“Um… Lily…” The clown chuckled silently. “Bears are partially colorblind.”
“What?”
“Exactly!” Erica nodded. “So here I have gone through all of this trouble to chart out where your tickle spots are and only now realizing that I might have mixed a few of them up. Like I said, silly me. Oh well, time’s a wasting!” Erica continued to tickle the breasts and nipples and Lily felt the touches on her hips and in the creases between her thighs and torso.
“No fahahahahahahaaaiir…” Lily’s head fell beck as she giggled.
“Tickle tickle. Tickle tickle tickle tickle. Tell me, Lily… how ticklish are you over… HERE!” Erica’s paws moved down to tickle Lily’s sides but the witch felt the effects under her arms instead.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOOO HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”
Jenni was loving the show, even touching herself through her costume a little bit.
“Tickle tickle. Somebody is REALLY TICKLISH!” Erica now played her furry fingers over Lily’s ears, but the witch felt the tickling on her red painted toes. “Coochie coochie COO!”
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA I CAN’T…” Lily was absolutely losing it, cackling and babbling like a crazy woman. Jenni had only once or twice before seen her friend react to being tickled in such a way. Erica had her right where she wanted her.
“You know what to say to make the tickles stop.” Erica said as she reached underneath Lily’s body to grab at her now purple bottom. But when she wriggled her fingers there, Lily felt them on her tummy and she abruptly went into silent laughter. “You know what to do… Hahaha Only you can prevent tummy tickles.” Erica joked in a Smoky The Bear impression. Lily couldn’t audibly respond, but she defiantly shook her laughing head no.
Erica and Jenni both saw that the moon was almost gone from the sky. Erica would have to finish Lily off quickly.
“Hey, Lily. I’m curious… if I lean my head down… and blow into your bellybutton… where will you feel it?
“NO PLEASE!”
“Where will you feel it, huh? Where will you feel my buzzing lips? On your hard nipple? Against your naked foot? Where’s it gonna getcha?” As Erica continued to tickle Lily’s tummy vicariously through her bottom, she brought her lips within just an inch of the witch’s navel. “Here I come…” Erica blew a gentle raspberry and Lily cried out in ticklish frustration and pleasure as she felt the vibrating lips wrapped around her clitoris.
“AAAAAAGH HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”
“I just love raspberries don’t you? Prbrbrbrbrbrttt…”
Lily was shaking all over as she was vibed and had her tummy tickled.
“And one more for the road!” Erica blew one more long, wet raspberry.
“TIIIICKLIIISH!!!” Lily screamed as her orgasm shot through her body. Jenni gasped herself as she finished rubbing herself out almost at the same time while she watched. Erica waited until Lily’s ecstasy had subsided and blew her a kiss as she gave her belly a quick scribble, which she then felt on the bottom of her left sole. “Hehehehehe…”
“Well then… I’m glad that’s settled.” Erica yawned and cracked her back, proud of herself and her work…
When Jenni and Lily awoke in Jenni’s bed, Lily knew what was coming.
“I told you that she would get you.” Jenni laughed, rubbing the side of her face comfortably into her pillow. Maybe one of these days, you’ll learn to listen to me.
“Maybe one of these days, I’ll just get you back. Both of you.” Lily warned, seething in her defeat.
“Oh, lighten up.” Jenni said with a shit eating grin. “Don’t make me go to the store and buy paint…”