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In the backroom of a certain mad chloroform scientist, worked Jasmine Jewel who was clad in her usual dark red coat with a dark blue top under it with a black skirt and matching dark blue stockings with black high heel shoes on. Adjusting her glasses over her light green eyes, she made final adjustments to a certain chair that looked like a normal waiting room comfy chair. The chair being rather big with brown lining with glossy wooden arm rests which the chair was very comfy to sit in to the point someone could fall asleep in easily.

"There, nearly done!" Jasmine said standing up and stepped back as inside of the chair was a complex computerized robotic system that held many robotic hands that would pin an unfortunate soul to the chair. "Heheheheheheh!" Jasmine giggled as her glasses steamed up as the look of pure excitement appeared on her face.

"This is perfect! So perfect! My best plan yet! Heheheheh! All I have to do is hit this remote button!" she said pulling out a black remote with a large red button on it. "And anyone sitting in that chair will be suddenly held down and one of the robotic hands will apply a chloroform rag to the victims face! IT'S SO PERFECT! I feel so excited thinking about it......" Jasmine thought dancing around in a small circle.

"I should really test it out on myself right now, the thought of finally being chloroform anytime I wish or anyone else is a real turn on! But what if the machine malfunctions?" Jasmine said putting her right hand to her chin in deep thought. "If it does, I would be chloroformed forever, oh what a heavenly dream come true!" she cheered while giggling a bit perverted. "I do have that sap of a test dummy coming soon, but who can wait!?" Jasmine cheered as now being powered by her pure lust to know how it worked caused her to dive into the machine's backside and worked furiously at it.

Doing this however caused her to make a slight mistake, as in her rushed state had caused a few wires to be crossed and plugged into the wrong ports. With Jasmine in all her excitement state, she failed to notice it as she closed up the backside of the chair and jumped into the seat.

"Ooooooooooooohhhh! Yeah, yeah this will be good eheheheheh!" she said holding up the remote while drooling at the mouth and pressed the button as a hum sound was heard. "Hrmm, rather loud, I'll have to get a muffler...." she noted as she remained giddy and before long several openings appeared all over the chair as robotic hands wearing white gloves appeared which the gloves were made of a certain material to make sure their hold would be strong on the target's limbs.

"Now chloroform me!" Jasmine cheered, however an odd sickening sound was heard from the machine. "Eh? That doesn't sound good......" she said about to get up however the hands held her down as intended. "Eek! I need to shut this down!" she said trying to reach for the remote in her red lab coat however the hands held her too tightly not making it so she could grab it and though she expected to be chloroform any moment it never came. "Oh come on! At least don't deny me!" she cried out however she noticed two smaller hands appear around her stocking legs. The hands soon slipped off her shoes fully revealing her stocking feet leaving jasmine confused.

"Whoa now, I didn't program this, what is it-" she began to ask but soon got her answer as the robotic hands began to dance over her stocking clad soles. "hehe, ehehe, oh no no heehehhahahaha!" Jasmine soon began to laugh, being ticklish. "Ssshshshshhahahahaha!" she tried to say stop with little success as the gloved hands kept tickling her soles, sending a jolting sensation through her feet that made her thrash about in the chair but the hands held her down tightly.

"HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAH!" she kept on laughing as the machine was set on auto but worked on a battery which its life would last at least a good twenty-four hours. As Jasmine was tickled hard, her original test sap slowly approached her shop with an innocent look on her face.

"Is this the place?" a female known as Noel Gospel said who had long blue braided teal hair said wearing a brown cap hat and a tan and light yellow dress top with knee high brown boots with red and black pattern thigh socks said looking at Jasmine's building. "Well some free money to test something out is always easy, my luck is good today!" she remarked happily as she made her way in but was instantly met with the sound of laughter.

"Ummmm, hello?" she called out cautiously as the laughter sounded unnatural and followed the sounds to the room that Jasmine was being held down in and tickled by her machine. "Oh my! What is going on?" she asked rushing forward as Jasmine gave her test subject a pleading look.

"R-R-Re-Re-Rehahahahhmohahate!" she cried out motioning her head to her jacket pocket which Noel followed her gaze down to.

"Remote?" she said trying to make out what she said in all her laughter as Jasmine nodded her head as she kept on laughing hard as her face was red with a trail of tears going down her face.

"Hurhrhahaahahhay!" Jasmine cried out hurry as Noel reached forward and rummaged through her pockets and soon pulled out the remote.

"Do I press it?" she asked as Jasmine nodded but before Noel had a chance to do so, more gloves appeared as Noel had entered its censor space and had grabbed her limbs, the sudden grab caused Noel to let go of the remote and be pulled forward so her feet lined up with Jasmine's feet as her body rested across Jasmine's upper body with her head resting next to Jasmine's face. "Ack! What’s going on? Let me go!" Noel cried out as her bad luck was at it again as she felt her boots being slipped off and eventually the hands began to tickle her socked feet as well.

"Hehehehehehhehehahahhaha!" Noel soon began to laugh as well, both women's laughter’s filling the room though not long into the tickling their combine shifting weight caused the machine to malfunction further. The malfunction made the hands more forceful to the point that rubbing their fingers over their soles made the bottom part of their stockings and socks to rip off to fully reveal their bare feet.

"Nooooo!" they both cried out as the tickling only intensified, the material the gloves were made out only made the sensation stronger. With such a strong sensation, they laughed harder and harder to the point their faces were bright red with tears streaming down their faces as it took everything they had to gasp for air. The rough tickling made their feet twitch madly, their toes curling as it even got to the point their soles were burning from all the friction.

“HEHEHEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHHAHAHAHAHAHEHEHAHHAHAHA!” they laughed with closed eyes, helpless to the tickling.

Helpless to the machine's tickling till the battery ran out, all they could do was sit together and be tickled endlessly with their laughter filling the air as two damsels stuck and tickled together.

The End