This choice: Tickle Itch Therapy (Feet covered in Tickle-Itch lotion and tickled for an hour) • Go Back... "Alright Hannah, let's go to the therapy room and get your session done. It's Tickle-Itch Therapy today" you smile as you strap Hannah into a wheelchair and head out of the room and down the hall. "NO, NO THERAPY. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO" wailed Hannah, her bare feet kicking against the foot plates. "Shh, it's going to be alright. Therapy is your only chance of ever getting better. We know being tickled isn't your favorite thing in the world and that Tickle-Itch lotion is torture for you, but it's for your own good my dear" you smile. "LEMME GO, LEMME GO, GET ME OUT OF THIS CHAIR" cried Hannah as she saw the door of the therapy room get closer and closer. "The sooner we start, the sooner it's over" you tell the struggling woman.
Soon, you arrive at the door. You knock and a female voice tells you to come in. As you enter the room, you see Nurse Norah, Hannah's nurse and her main tickler. You also see a bed with straps and restraints. Hannah struggles hard against the straps and kicks her feet wildly, gaining the attention of Nurse Norah.
"Oh no no no. Sweetie no, you'll hurt yourself struggling like this. Come now, it's just a little tickling" said the nurse. "EASY FOR YOU TO SAY, YOU'VE NEVER HAD THAT CRAP ALL OVER YOUR FEET" snapped Hannah. "Oh, I've felt it and I admit it's a little intense. But you're at a stage where you NEED intense tickling to get better. Now then, let's get you onto the bed" said Nurse Norah. "GET THE HELL AWAY FROM ME" snarled Hannah. "Oh come now, you're only making it hard on yourself behaving like this" said the nurse as she helps you unstrap Hannah. You both grab an arm and a leg and carry the kicking and screaming patient over to the bed. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO" screamed Hannah as she was strapped to that bed, her feet kicking as she tried desperately to escape. "Alright, she's restrained. Can you assist me in her treatment, doctor?" Nurse Norah asks you. "I don't see any problem with that. Alright Hannah, let's start" you smile as you kneel near Hanna's restrained left foot and the nurse takes the right. "Let's begin with a little light tickling with only our fingers. Ready Hannah?" asked the nurse. "LET ME GO YOU COW" screamed Hannah. "I'll take that as a yes" you smile as the session begins. You tickle over the balls of Hannah's feet and the nurse takes the toes.
"UUHUUUUUUHUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU. IT TICKLES, NAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA. I'LL KI-HI-HILL YOU BOTHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAYOU'REDEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAD-HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHA" laughs Hannah. "Oh come now, a girl with such ticklish feet can't possibly make good on such threats" you chuckle. "Trust me, she'd try" laughed the nurse. "AHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAAAAAAAAAAA. *GASP* GYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-HELPMEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-HAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA. DO-HO-HOCTOR, YOU FOUND A PAHAHAHAHANIC SPOT" squealed Hannah. "Oh, you mean RIGHT HERE is a bad spot?" you smile as you scratch your nail right over a birthmark on her arch. "HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEYES IT IHIHIHIHIHIIIIIIIS. STOP IT YOU PRICK, BWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA. I CAN'T STA-HA-HAND THIS. AAAAAAAAAAAAAANURSENOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO, NOT THE TO-HO-HOP OF MY FOOT. NAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA YOUR NAILS ARE FUCKIN TORTURE" screamed Hannah. "Kitchy-kitchy-koo. It's nice to laugh and giggle, isn't it Hannah?" smiled the nurse. Hannah could only laugh.
Soon, it was time for a little break. Hannah saw the jar marked "TICKLE-ITCH" being opened and began thrashing. She knew what was coming.
"Shh shh shh, let's not focus on that right now baby girl. Let's evaluate that little warm up, hm? How did you feel when the doctor found that birthmark of yours?" asked the nurse. "LET...ME...GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO" growled Hannah. "If you don't talk to us, the session may last longer. How did my nail tickling the birthmark on your arch make you feel?" you ask. "HELPLESS AND ANGRY, HOW THE FUCK DID YOU EXPECT ME TO FEEL" yelled Hannah. "Good girl. Just try to relax, it'll make the lotion itch less if you just accept it and don't try fighting" you smile.
The nurse examines Hannah's feet as they wiggled and squirmed.
"You have very lovely feet, Hannah. It's no shock every nurse here enjoys working with them" the nurse smiles. "Doesn't she? I gave her a nice pedicure this morning in her cell. She fought against it, but eventually I got it done. I don't get why these lovely feet of yours are something you want to hide from the world, Hannah" you smile. "Um, have you SEEN how ticklish they are? I almost die laughing just having them washed, having them tickled is my worst nightmare" said Hannah. "Oh, sweetie I know. It's rough, but we only want to help you" smiled the nurse.
Soon, the nurse begins applying the Tickle-Itch lotion to Hannah's bare soles. She applies the first helping...   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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