You've finally arrived at the Tickle Mansion, your cat tail swishing nervously behind you. You decide to ring the bell at the side of the front gate, oddly shaped like a feather. "I guess that makes sense for a tickle mansion" you think to yourself. To your surprise, the doorbell doesn't make a sound, but instead automatically opens the gates. Deciding you'd better head inside, you walk into the front room. It looks like a reception area, with someone who looks like a secretary standing behind a computer at a desk in the middle of the room, with a number of doors along the walls.
Taking a closer look at the secretary, you notice she's not entirely human either. In fact, she appears to be at least part bird! A pair of feathery blue wings sprout from her back like angel wings, and her hair appears to be soft downy feathers rather than normal hair. You can't see all of the rest of her, so you can't tell what other differences she has. On the whole though, she seems like a pretty bird woman, with light blue eyes and a pleasantly happy expression on her face.
"Hello there, and welcome to Bing's Tickle Mansion!" she says, noticing you looking at her. "My name is Alicia. I bet you're applying to be a ticklee, by the look of you. Just look at all those bare tickle spots!" Alicia says, suddenly hopping over the desk with a beating of her wings, carrying her to drop down, standing right in front of you. Her feathery wings stretch out in front of her and brush against your bare belly, each feather delicately stroking against your smooth skin. But you stand there stoically, not tickled at all by the sensation, actually feeling like a pleasant feathery massage.
"Hey, you're tummy isn't ticklish!" Alicia says, a very surprised look on her face. "What gives? You're showing it off like its the perfect place to tickle! You tease..." She scowls at you, as you try to explain your situation, surprised by Alicia's aggressiveness.
"Actually, that's why I've come to the tickle mansion." You tell her. "I'm not ticklish at all, and I've always wanted to know what it feels like. I thought that someone here might be able to help me! Oh, uh... I'm Misha, by the way. I didn't get to say so earlier."
Alicia looks even more surprised now. "What? Not ticklish at all? No way! I need to see for myself, raise those arms of yours. I bet those armpits of yours are ticklish!"
You do as she says, stretching your arms over your head, revealing your bare underarms and stretching out your tummy as well. With a last wistful look at your belly, Alicia brings up her arms this time, scritching her fingernails under your arms. She draws zigzags and explores as much of your underarms as she can, but you don't even smile or flinch. It doesn't tickle at all. But Alicia has a determined look in her baby blues, and you realize you'll have to stop her on your own. You bring your arms down and grab her sides in retaliation, playfully lobster pinching a path from her ribs down to her hips. Alicia's response is instant, immediately backing up a step and breaking into giggles, trying to bat you away with her hands and wings.
Part of you wants to keep on tickling Alicia. She's obviously ticklish, and maybe you should teach her a lesson for even trying to tickle you out of the blue like that. Then again, maybe you should just get down to business and try to find a way to make yourself ticklish.
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