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On the screen, one card from each of the three stacks flipped down to Draw section. The first had the image of a body part, the second a number, and the last a feather.

'Round One,' the ADM continued, 'Tickle FEET for THREE minutes with a FEATHER.’ The timer adjusted to three minutes, yet remained stationary. One of the drawers from beneath the screen illuminated a bright green outline before opening. Rikku walked up to the drawer to find a stiff, yellow Chocobo feather lying peacefully against a bed of red velvet.

“Oh, goodie,” Rikku snickered. The girl pinched the feather by its stem and lifted it from its compartment. She skipped back over to Yuna, standing in front of her feet, waving the feather above Yuna’s head. “Such pretty, pretty little feet. Look how soft and pink they are! Ohhh, they look so ticklish. I can’t wait!”

“Th-they are,” Yuna said with fluttering nerves. She wiggled her toes for Rikku’s amusement.

“Heehee, yay!” Rikku said. “I’m going to have so much fun with them after everything I’ve heard. And lookie what I have...” Yuna sighed a shivering breath as she watched Rikku twirl the feather. Her eyes stared wide up at the sunflower plume.

“I see…” Yuna said nervously as Rikku waved the feather above her like a wand.

‘Your round begins now,’ the ADM instructed. Yuna looked up as far as her neck would allow to see the timer start to count down. Before she could drop her head back down to the table, a light tickle began coursing against her bare sole. Yuna collapsed her head in a fleeting fit of giggles.

“Aaahhhhheeheeheeeeheehee! Oooohhhhmyyyyheeheeheheheehe!” Yuna laughed. Rikku snickered as she brushed the light fibers of the plume against Yuna’s milky arch.

“See?” Rikku said, giggling along with Yuna. “It’s not so bad. Not yet at least.” Yuna squealed as the feather teased her ticklish sole. Her arms and legs pulled instinctively at their binds, but remained firmly locked in place. Rikku giggled as she painted tickles all across Yuna’s flushed pink foot. The gentle barbs brushing against her delicate nerves sent fluttering giggles all throughout Yuna’s body.

“Oooooohhheheeheheeheheheheehahhahaha! Thhahahat ticklesssshahahahahaha!” Yuna squeaked. Her chest rose and fell with steady breaths. Her feet waved side to side in feeble attempts to avoid the tickles.

“It’s supposed to, silly,” Rikku said. The girl giddily fought back the urge to tickle Yuna’s other foot with her free hand, but obeyed by the rules of the game. She kept up with Yuna’s spastic evasive tactics to keep up a constant stream of feathering against Yuna’s sole. Rikku alternated foot to foot to keep Yuna guessing. Yuna’s feet were clean, yet had accumulated a subtle musk from within her boots. Her heels and the balls of her feet were bright pink, baby rose, while her arches were creamy rivers connecting the two. “And of course we can’t forget these cute little toesies.” Rikku’s sing-songy tone only added to Yuna’s fit of giggles. Before the young summoner could fully react, she felt the soft quill dip into the crevasse beneath her toes.

“No, naahahahahahahat my toeeessshahahahahahahahahahah!!” Hahahahahahahahahahahahah!!” Yuna’s body lifted up off the table in a quick, jerking bounce as the feather found her pearly, pastel toes. Rikku traced the fluffy tip across Yuna’s stem, elicting high pitch squeals from the girl.

“Tickle, tickle, little Yunie,” Rikku teased. Yuna’s head swung back and forth. Her feet continued to wave, but Rikku caught one and held it steady as she brushed the feather all over her toes. The plume scraped over the tips, the tender spaces underneath, and the pale creases in between. Yuna shrieked and laughed about as hard as she would when Tidus would tickle her foot, holding it steady in one strong arm. Her toes wiggled and scrunched defensively, but offered her little protection as the feather worked just as well across the huddled row of cherry pads. Rikku flossed the feather back and forth, letting the quill work its magic against her friend’s ticklish toes.

Rikku nearly lost track of time until the ADM counted the last few second audibly. ‘Your round ends in five, four, three, two, one. Time.’ On the command, Rikku pulled the feather away from Yuna’s sole. Yuna sighed a deep breath before sucking in more air. She continued to giggle gleefully as she caught her breath.

“That was… fun,” Yuna said.

“Oh yeah, but it’s far from over,” said Rikku.

‘Please place FEATHER back into assigned location,’ the ADM instructed. The same drawer from which Rikku retrieved the feather lit up once more before opening. Rikku skipped over to the drawer and dropped the feather inside. ‘Thank you.’ The drawer closed on its own. Rikku walked back up to Yuna, looking down at her face. Yuna’s pale cheeks were already tinted.

“Ready for more?” Rikku asked.

“I don’t believe I have a choice,” Yuna said with a voice breathier than her usual.

“Sure don’t,” Rikku said. She turned back to the screen. Yuna’s head craned just enough to see her fate of the next draw. Three more cards appeared in the empty slots. The Deck section then read the number twelve. The body card displayed two different spots while the effect card showed a tool that Yuna was not expecting.

‘Round Two,’ the ADM began, ‘Tickle SIDES/BELLY for FIVE minutes with the ELECTRIC TOOTHBRUSH.’ Yuna’s head fell back, sinking into a groaning whimper. Rikku hopped and clapped her hands.

“Oh, it’s getting good,” Rikku said. Another drawer beneath the screen lit up in a surrounding green glow. Rikku raced up to the drawer as it opened. Inside was an electric toothbrush. The device’s handle was thick with a substantial battery pack. The brush head was circular with a splayed bristles. The bristles in the center were thicker and more concentrated while those blooming outward were lighter and more frail. Rikku switched the toothbrush on, only to discover multiple settings. The handle vibrated with a low hum in her hand. She rushed back over to her friend, stationing herself at Yuna’s upper half. “This thing really tickles, and I know just the place it's going.” Yuna cringed in anticipation, allowing Rikku the enjoyment of adding teasing to her already ticklish plight.

“B-be gentle,” Yuna said softly.

“Of course, Yunie,” said Rikku. She reached down to lift the ribbon protecting Yuna’s belly a modest length. Her tunic underneath parted to expose her bare stomach. Yuna’s belly was slender, though not without substance. It was pale, as it hardly saw direct sunlight on her journeys, and quivered with more rapid breaths. “Aww, such a cute little belly.” With a stream of cool air brushing against her bare belly making her twitch, Yuna only then realized how ticklish her belly could be. Rikku held the electric toothbrush up for Yuna to see, her eyes growing wide. Yuna gulps as the ADM prepared the timer.

‘Your round begins now,’ said the ADM. Rikku eyed Yuna’s belly and sides back and forth in a tense, contemplative second. She quickly threw down the toothbrush on the table next to Yuna and dove two clawing hands against her sides.

“AAAAAAHHHHHHhahahahahahahahahah!! Nnnnnnnahahahahahahahahahaa!!” Yuna burst with a spew of laughter. Her modest giggle had become unrestrained hysteria. Her hips bucked. Her arms pulled at their binds. Rikku stared down to Yuna, leaning over her, as she started the round off without care.

“Haha, aww, your laugh is so cute, Yunie,” Rikku said. Her tiny hands explored Yuna’s sides in a ticklish pincer. With splayed fingers, she squeezed at the tender muscles. Yuna found the ticklish explosion within her much more enveloping than they had been with a simple feather. Her head tossed back and forth. Her neck and back craned. Ticklish episodes with Tidus were never challenging. He always knew exactly when to stop. Never had she underwent tickling as an endurance exposition. As much as Yuna begged and did not expect to last much more through the duration, an element of amusement overcame her.

“Eeeeeeeekkkkkhahahahahahahahahahahah!!! Riiiiikkuuuuuuhahahahahahahahahahaha!!” Yuna whined. Rikku’s small frame and kind nature did nothing to reflect the lack of restrain she displayed with squeezing Yuna’s willowy sides. Rikku giggled with glee, when not cackling with a sense of power she wielded over her ticklish friend. Her fingers dug into Yuna’s skin, riding the lengths up and down. She savored Yuna’s abandoned laughter like playful banter. She watched Yuna’s expression strain, pouring laugh from dainty lips, yet relax from the stress of travel and duty.

“I did say it would be a lot of fun, Yunie,” said Rikku, pulling away from Yuna’s sides and reaching for the electric toothbrush. “I guess I failed to mention that most of it would be mine.” With less than three minutes left on the timer, Rikku switched the brush on and began to circle it across Yuna’s bare belly. With her other hand gently clawing at the sensitive area, Yuna erupted forward with another barrage of ticklish response.

“NNNNNAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!! NNNNNHAHAHAHAHAHOOOO MOOORRREEEHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!” Yuna screamed. Her arms and legs shivered at the plight of their own restraint. Her chest rose and fell in spastic patterns. Tears accumulated at the corner of her eyes. Rikku toyed and teased at Yuna’s reactions. She scribbled one hand’s set of nails over Yuna’s unsettled stomach while she guided the roaring brush in slow circles around the center. The bristles spun, teasing each and every nerve with which they came into contact. The tickles resonated from her belly, branching out across her body, leaving Yuna squirming and writhing across the table.

“Just try to relax and enjoy it, Yunie,” Rikku said. “We still have so much more fun to have. Like right now.” Rikku only gave Yuna as much a warning as a theatrical, sinister snicker before running the spinning bristles of the brush into her vulnerable navel. Yuna lurched forward with another yelp, her head shooting up fast enough to fling her hair in front of her eyes.

“AAAAAAAAHHHHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!! NNNNNNNHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! EEEENOUGH!! HAHAHAHAHAHANO MOREEHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!” Yuna shouted. Rikku reveled in her ticklish screams, if only for the moment, as well as the lack of a called safeword. Rikku’s vacant hand continued to skitter her nails across Yuna’s tummy, glossed with a thin layer of sweat. The brush spun within her belly button, assaulting the ticklish nerves within, as well as within the inner wall. Yuna had a shallow innie to complement her slender tummy, almost of an athletic nature from combat and her many walks. Never before had she experienced tickling via toothbrush before, nor had she ever endured having her belly button tickled at such length. Yuna bounced up and down against the table, squealing and screaming laughter. Rikku massaged the spinning bristles all around the dip of her navel while she scribbled her nails against the plush, slick surface of her stomach. She let this ticklish effects linger and ride out the rest of the round.

‘Five, four, three, two, one. Time,’ The ADM repeated. Rikku drew back the device with her hand. Yuna gasped and sucked in deep, wheezing breaths. Despite her training in regal constitution, Yuna found herself quickly reverting to a state before she was so conditioned with ‘lady-like’ manners. Yuna struggled to catch her breath as Rikku watched.

“Just try to breathe,” Rikku coddled. “No need to pass out on me. It’s still just an easy game.”

‘Please place ELECTRIC TOOTHBRUSH back into assigned location,’ the ADM said. Rikku froliced over to the illumiated drawer, opening up before. She placed the dental utensil turned tickling device back into its spot. The drawer closed and Rikku ran back over to Yuna.

“I hope you’re not giving up on me just yet,” said Rikku. Yuna smiled.

“N-no…” said Yuna. “It’s fun… it’s just a little much.”

“That’s the fun part,” said Rikku, turning back to the screen. Yuna sighed as she prepared herself for the next round.

‘Round Three,’ the ADM began again, ‘Tickle THIGHS/KNEES for THREE minutes with ARMPIT ASSISTANCE.’ Yuna’s eyes sank. She looked around.

“Wh-what does that mean?” Yuna asked. Rikku only gave Yuna a passive smirk. The table beneath Yuna hummed and rattled. Two thin, mechanical arms folded out from beneath her, loaded with one chocobo feather each. They armed the feathers to hover just outside of Yuna’s stretched armpits. Yuna squeaked and shivered as she gazed on them.

“This game is just full of surprises,” said Rikku, scooting down to Yuna’s waist. “I love it.” Yuna shuttered a breathy, incoherent response just as the ADM cut her off.

‘Your round begins now,’ the ADM announced. Just as before, the words ushered in a near instant wave of tickle rushing through Yuna. The girl’s body jolted awake as the feathers next to her began to stroke against her armpits.

“Ahhhhhhh!!! Hahahahahahahahahahah!! Ooohhhh nooooohahahahahahahahah!!” Yuna started giggling. The feathers brushed their fine tips against Yuna’s hollows, clean and slick. Yuna pulled at her arms, but earned no protection from the mechanical plumes. Rikku took the moment to simply watch Yuna writhe against the table.

“Aww, you’re so cute when you’re tickled,” said Rikku. “I can see why Tidus likes doing it so much. Mind if I join in?” Rikku reached down to both of Yuna’s skirt-covered thighs and began squeezing. Yuna’s face contorted to fit the dwelling hysteria in which she found herself. Her laughs became mostly squeals and breathy pleas for mercy.

“Aahahahahahahahahahahahah!!! Pppllehehehehahahahahahaaassseee!!! Nnnnahahahahahahooo mooorrehehhahahaha!!!” Yuna cried. Tears began billowing down her cheeks. Rikku clasped onto Yuna’s thighs with light vices. Her hands clawed at the tender muscle, working up and down in gauging Yuna’s reactions.

“How’s that, Yunie?” Rikku said with a cheeky grin. “Does that tickle? What about this?” Rikku’s hands dove against Yuna’s inner thighs, reluctant to go more than half way up her legs. Still, from outside her skirt, and with Yuna’s legs somewhat protected with each other, Rikku managed to get Yuna to fill the room with laughing squeals. The round was far more bearable for Yuna than the last, but being tickled in two separate places at once was an electrifying, new experience for the young summoner. Her body squirmed and twisted as far as it could go in any direction. Her legs shifted beneath Rikku’s hands. Her knees buckled to the best of their ability, pulling at her ankle restraints.

“Aahahahahaahahahahahahahahah!! It ticklesssshahahahahahahahahahahahahahah!!” Yuna adorably observed. Her laughter in melodic giggles reflected that of her typically breathy voice. Still, her body succumbed to a flood of tickles filling her body. Her head fell side to side, faced with one of each arms tickling her armpits with feathers. The machine abandoned the swiping technique and switched to a focused drilling of the plumes into her plush hollows. No matter which way Yuna instinctively pulled, she was never out of reach of the feathers tormenting her pits.

“You’re so sweet to let me do this to you, Yunie,” said Rikku. “I can’t wait to play more games here with you.” Rikku also switched tactics. She fell down to Yuna’s knees and began softly pinching just above the cap. Yuna’s legs flailed, her head tossed much more rapidly.

“AAAAAAHHHHHHHHhahahahahahahahahahahah!!! Ooooohhnnnooooohahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah!!!” Yuna squealed. Never before had her knees been tickled with such concentration. Her wrists slammed against the stocks holding them in place. Her head fell back to free up her throat for more teary-eyed laughter. Rikku giggled and snickered. She focused her attack on one leg at a time. She pinched the tender area above the cap while stroking her nails against the back of Yuna’s knee. Yuna shrieked and bucked against the table, never imagining that her knees could be as ticklish as they were.

“Tickle, tickle, tickle, little Yunie,” Rikku teased. With one minute left on the timer, Rikku dedicated thirty seconds to one leg and thirty seconds to the other. Yuna wailed and begged for mercy, but Rikku knew Yuna’s limitations were far from met and that her endurance was nowhere near exhausted.

‘Three, two, one. Time,’ the ADM said. Rikku pulled away just as the mechanical arms pulled back into the base of the table. With the ending of each new round, Yuna found herself swallowing more and deeper gulps of air. Her hair clung to her sweaty forehead. Her blush resonated outward across her face. Her arms and legs hung lifelessly, preparing themselves to respond instantly to the next tickle attack. Rikku came up to Yuna’s head and brushed her hair out of her face.

“See, it’s not so bad,” Rikku said. “You’re halfway there.” Yuna chuckled at how little reassurance Rikku offered her. She stared up at the Al Bhed’s smile, letting it wash a soothing calm over her.

“G… good,” Yuna said between sighs. Rikku fell over top Yuna, wrapping her arms around Yuna and the table, and pulling herself in for a hug.

“I love you, Yunie,” said Rikku. “Thank you for coming with me today.”

“Of course, Rikku,” Yuna said warmly, unable to hug the girl back. “I love you too.” The two girl turned back to the screen. The numbers hovering over the main deck became smaller still in increments of three as three more cards were pulled to the center.

‘Round Four,’ The ADM continued. ‘Tickle FEET for EIGHT minutes with A HALF TIME LENIENCY.’ Yuna watched the timer on the screen set itself to eight minutes, only to then be taken down to four. Her head fell back in a loud sigh.

“Oh, thank goodness,” Yuna said. Rikku laughed at Yuna’s relief.

“Aww, good for you,” said Rikku, walking down to her bound, bare feet. “That just means I’ll have to make this one extra fun.” Rikku wiggles her nails in the air. “And keep in mind that I’m not using a feather this time.” Yuna’s relief was cut short. The summoner chuckled in nervous anticipation. Only when Rikku took her place at the bottom of the table with the intention of tickling her did Yuna recall just how bare and vulnerable her feet still were. Yuna’s toes curled in defense. She looked down, watching and waiting for Rikku to start the round. Rikku smiled like a devilish child back at her, eager to play once again.

‘Your round begins now.’ The ADM began the counter down from Yuna’s merciful four minutes. Within the first second, Yuna’s being exploded with ticklish electricity flowing through it. Rikku dove all ten scribbling fingers into Yuna’s warm, blushing soles with complete disregard to the girl’s durability.

“AAAAAAAHHHHHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!! RIIIIKKUUUUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! SSSTTTAAAAAHHHHHAHAHAHAHAHAPPP!!!” Yuna screamed. Her tear eyes clenched shut. Her head rocked back and forth, tossing her hair into a nest of mess. Rikku giggled to herself as her nails, short yet effective, scrapped against the bottoms of Yuna’s bare feet.

“Heehee, now we’re cooking,” said Rikku. “This is how it’s done!” Her fingers danced across Yuna’s soles, slick with sweat. Each quick swipe ate away at the girl’s ticklish nerves and mental fortitude. Yuna tugged at the stocks holding her feet in place to be tickled, but still gained no more freedom from from the previous attempts. Her seat bounced against the table. Her lungs filled with gasping breaths and emptied with wild laughter, much louder and less polite than any laughter she had ever bellowed.

“AAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAA!!! OOOOHHHHGOODNESSSHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! PPLLEHEHEHEHAAASSEEEEE!!!” Yuna filled the room with sweet, yet soaring laughter. Rikku bounced with a excitement at Yuna’s ticklish display hitting a new high.

“That’s right, Yunie,” Rikku said, “let it all out! Don’t be shy.” Rikku’s fingertips scribbled across Yuna’s feet faster and faster. Yuna’s toes curled into making wrinkles across her soles, but never was she protected from the tickles. Rikku spidered her nails across both balls of Yuna’s feet, causing the summoner to squeal and shriek. The Al Bhed’s ten-finger tickle tactics across Yuna’s arches caused the loudest laughs. Rikku tickling Yuna’s delicate, pink bulb heels led to more snickers, her body squirming in feeble attempts to escape. Combinations of areas caused Yuna’s body to twitch and thrash almost involuntarily, making Rikku feel like a puppet master, whereas compounds of focus areas only enhanced Yuna’s tickling experience to intensities never felt before. No matter where Rikku focused her hands against Yuna’s soft, sensitive feet, Yuna was left to suffer a ticklish fate she had never known.

“AAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHAHHAHAH!!! NNNAAAAAHHAHAHOOO MOORREEHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! PPLLLEHEHEHAASSSEEE!!!” Yuna begged. Her feet flung back and forth within their stocks, maneuvering any which way they could to evade the tickles. Rikku kept up with her squirming, however, and had much more success doing so with her hands than she had with the feather.

“Heehee, so cute,” said Rikku. “Don’t think I forgot about these adorable little toesies either.” Yuna found no time to plead in reaction before all ten of Rikku’s fingers dove into the plush crease of her toes. Yuna’s back arched. Her voice hit the ceiling in a call more boisterous than any she had ever screamed before.

“AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! NNNNAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHTTTHHEETOOOEESSSSHAHAHAHAHAH!!” Yuna repeated. More vicious than the feather, Rikku’s nails dug into the sensitive crevasse. Yuna’s toes curled to bind Rikku’s fingertips in a warm snare, yet Rikku worked unhindered at scraping her nails against Yuna’s delicate toe stems. With one hand to a foot, Rikku pushed Yuna’s feet back against the stocks, holding them in place, as she scribbled beneath her toes.

“But your laugh is so funny, Yunie,” said Rikku. “Tell me I’m a better tickler than Tidus.” Yuna knew Rikku was certainly more ruthless of a tickler, yet possessed not the ability to speak her stance clearly. Her head thrashed left and right. Sweat dripped down her face and shoulders. Her hands grasped desperately at nothing. The helplessness, the waves of ticklish surges, the landslide of laughter that piled the room, was nothing short of exhilaration, a rush that Yuna never knew. Rikku’s fingers worked against her soft toe pads and the shadowed spaces beneath. Yuna cried out as Rikku tickled in between her toes, using one hand to separate them as she went from space to space across both feet.

“AAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! I CAAAHAHAHANNT!! I CAAHAHAHAHANNT TAHAHAHAKE IT!!” Yuna screamed in ecstatic torment, still refusing her safeword. Rikku snickered at seeing a louder side of Yuna than she ever had before. With one eye on the clock, Rikku rode out the rest of the timer alternating between Yuna’s squirming toes and slick soles. Yuna gasped and wheezed in deep breaths to keep up with the barrage of tickles filling her body.

‘Three, two, one. Time.’ The ADM ended the round, leaving Yuna panting and wondering how she could have taken a whole eight minutes. Her body collapsed lifelessly against the table, save for her chest rising and falling with steady streams. Rikku approached the girl and stroked her hair out of her eyes once again. Yuna’s head was warm to the touch, feverish hysteria.

“But you did,” said Rikku. “You did take it. You’re so tough. And look at that pretty smile on your face.” Yuna gave a single, breathy laugh as she looked tiredly up to Rikku.

“You’re… so mean…” said Yuna with a smirk.

“Aww, you don’t mean that,” said Rikku. “You love me.”

“You’re right,” said Yuna. “Thank you.”

“For what?”

“For being you.” Rikku smiled warmly.

“You might not like me being me in a sec,” said Rikku, turning back to the screen. The deck read the number three. Just as many cards flipped to the center.

‘Round Five,’ said the ADM. ‘Tickle ARMPITS for FIVE minutes with BLINDERS.’

“Blinders?” Yuna asked. Yuna’s answer was delivered to her in the form of the table humming once more. A foam black visor extended from the head of the table. It rotated around the head rest to hover over Yuna’s face. “Uh oh…” The visor lowered against Yuna’s eyes, firmly yet comfortably. Her head laid snug against the rest, losing much of the mobility she had taken for granted, and blinded her eyes completely. She chuckled nervously as the room vanished into darkness. “Okay, I can’t see…”

‘That’s the point, silly,” said Rikku, taking her position.

“I don’t get it,” said Yuna.

“You will,” said Rikku. Yuna laid in unsettled confusion. She jumped and yelped slightly at the sudden voice of the ADM.

‘Your round starts now,’ the ADM said, starting the timer ticking down from five minutes. Rikku hovered over Yuna’s body. She placed her hands just outside of Yuna’s armpits, letting the heat of their presence determine their proximity. Yuna squealed and retracted. She braced herself for the tickle attack which was to come. Several seconds passed while she felt nothing but her own nerves eating at her composure.

“Wh-what’s wrong?” Yuna asked through clenched teeth. “A-are you okay?”

“Oh, I’m fine,” said Rikku. “I just like watching you squirm when you don’t know when it’s going to happen.”

“Oh, that’s so mean,” said Yuna, giggling with phantom tickles.

“Haha, you get it now, don’t you?” Rikku asked.

“I get it, I get it,” Yuna cried in a mild panic.

“It’s still part of the fun,” said Rikku. “Just waiting for me to starting tickling. Your pits are really cute too, Yunie. Everything about you is.”

“Please, Rikku, just get one with it,” Yuna begged.

“And if two feathers made you squeal, just imagine what all ten of my fingers will do,” said Rikku. “They’re wiggling right now, waiting for their chance to tickle, tickle, tickle those cute little armpits!”

“Rikku!” Yuna yelled.

“Oh, what’s that?” Rikku asked playfully. “You want me to tickle you?”

“Yes, please,” Yuna said. “Just get on with it.”

“I don’t know,” Rikku said. “How about you tell me how much fun you’re having.” Rikku brought a single swipe of five fingers down against Yuna’s right pit. Yuna shrieked and tried to pull away. She fell into a brief cry of giggles after Rikku’s tease.

“I am,” Yuna said with deep, desperate breaths. “I am having fun. Thank you for bringing me.”

“Aww, that’s so sweet,” said Rikku. “I’m having a great time. Maybe you’d want to come again some other time?”

“Yes, just please…” Yuna said.

“‘Please’, what?”

“Tickle me!” On Yuna’s request, her anticipation was met with a sudden burst of tickles racing through her. Rikku gave her tension no time to heal as she drives both scribbling sets of fingers against Yuna’s slick armpits. “WWWAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!! NNNNAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAOOO!!” Yuna’s back arched as far as the table restraints allowed. Her hands became fists. Her toes curled. She screams laughter right into the face of Rikku, standing over her and playing her pits like an instrument.

“Hey, you asked,” said Rikku. Her nails danced against the soft hollows. Yuna’s arms quivered. Her body surged with more electrified nerves than felt by two feathers. Veiled behind the blinders, Yuna felt the pressure build by not knowing how much time she had left in the session. She attempted to move her head, but the blinders held it effectively against the table. Explosions of ticklish electricity billowed out from each of her pits, where Rikku mercilessly spidered her nails.

“AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!! SSSSTTTTTAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHPPPP!!!” Yuna cried. Sweat dripped down her burning face. Her tunic began to cling to her body. Yuna’s cheeks glowed rose. She felt herself reaching a breaking point sooner and sooner with each new round. Her chest heaved. Her lungs gained only so much time to fill before more laughter was forced out of them in hoarse waves. Rikku watched Yuna closely, but gave her no inch. Her quick, scavenging fingers worked magic on Yuna’s delicate pits, spidering all over the plush hollows until Yuna was left gasping.

“Heehee, I do hope we can still be best friends after this, right Yunie?” Rikku asked. Her nails scraped across the ticklish, hairless mounds. She pinched quick tickles out of the summoner, causing louder and louder bellows.

“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! HHHOOW MUCHHHH TIME!?!?! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!! HOW MUCHHHHAHAHAHA IS LEFT?!?!” Yuna asked, each second feeling like its own minute. Rikku looked back at the timer.

“Uh, let’s see…” Rikku started, not removing her spidering digits from Yuna’s armpits. “Drnaa sehidac.”

“AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! ENGLISHHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!” Yuna screamed. Rikku laughed.

“Nuh uh, Yunie,” said Rikku. “You can take it blind. I believe in you.” Rikku’s fingers plucked away inside Yuna’s pits. They pinched and dug into the soft flesh. Sweat had built and added to how quickly Rikku could scribble her nails across the smooth surfaces. She alternated side, dedicating both hands to one or the other, before returning to a duel-sided attack. Rikku drew her hands back, leading Yuna in the gasping calm of the round being over, only to surprise the girl again with another skittering dive. Yuna wailed and twitched. She tugged at her binds until her arms collapsed in reaffirmed defeat. Only when she heard the voice of the ADM did she know how much time she had left.

‘Time,’ the ADM said. The tickles stopped. Yuna wheezed, gathering as much air as she could before the next round. The visor lifted from her face and rotated back beneath the table. Her soaking eyes, pink and shimmering, adjusted to the light of the room. Sweat glossed her scorched cheeks. Her mouth hung open, further drying out her already barren throat. Rikku looked down, cupping Yuna’s cheek.

“You’re doing so good,” said Rikku. “I’m so proud of you.”

“Th-thank you.” Yuna laughed at such a silly thing in which for someone to find pride in someone else, but she was warmly grateful to have her friend’s support.

“Just one more round to go,” Rikku said. “How are you feeling?”

“A little tired,” said Yuna. She smirked up to Rikku. “But I’m having a good time.”

“Goodie!” Rikku said. Yuna giggled at Rikku, jumping and clapping like an enthused child. Both girls turned back to the monitor when the rest of the deck flipped down to the center of the screen.

‘Round Six,’ the ADM spoke. ‘Tickle FEET for TEN minutes with TOE TIES.’ Yuna thought her eyes would bulge from her skull. She nearly refused to comprehend the allotted time until the screen displayed a ten minute timer. She looked to Rikku, who smiled back with a bitten lip.

“Wh-what are toes ties?” Yuna asked.

“You’ll see,” Rikku said, prancing down to the bottom of the table. From the pads of the stocks, five drawstrings emerged from the pad behind Yuna’s toes.

“Wh-what’s going on?” Yune asked. “What’s happening?”

“Nothing, silly,” said Rikku.

“Please…. Rikku, I can’t take ten minutes,” Yuna begged. “Please go easy on me.” Rikku thought for a moment.

“I guess I could,” said Rikku. “Then again, you do have a safeword, so…”

‘Your round begins…’

“Rikku, please…”

‘Now.’ Rikku promptly pulled out each of the toe ties. The strings pulled back with incredible resistance, but Rikku managed to loop each around all of Yuna’s toes individually.

“Wwhahahahahhatt are you doinnnnggghahahaahahah?!” Yuna cried. The summoner’s toes were forced back against the padded stocks, effectively stretching out her soles to near perfect immobility. Yuna attempted to curl her toes, to pull at her new restraints, but gained no leverage. Her feet remained pressed against the stocks, unable to flail in desperate protection.

“Aww, now you can’t get away from me,” said Rikku, wiggling her fingers in the air for Yuna to see. “And it makes your feet so much more ticklish. See?” Rikku swiped a single nail up from Yuna’s heel and across her arch. Yuna yelped, her voice cracked and eyes shot open. Every limb slammed against the stocks holding them in place. Rikku stood back, letting the new effect sink in.

“Ohhhh, please go easy on me…” Yuna’s voice shivered. Her taut, paralyzed feet twitched under lingering sensitization.

“Aww, Yunie, you know I only want to have fun,” said Rikku. She placed all ten finger tips against Yuna’s soles. The teenage summoner shrieked upon impact and whimpered as she felt Rikku’s fingers remain in place against her highly ticklish skin. “I wouldn’t do anything too mean to you…” Rikku allowed her stationary fingers placed upon Yuna’s soles to delicately eat away at the girl. Yuna’s heart raced. More sweat came to her forehead. Her breathing increased rapidity. Yuna clenched her hands and teeth tight in preparation for what was to come. Slowly, Rikku began to lightly stroke all of her nails across Yuna’s soles. Yuna let out a piercing shriek.

“AAAAAAAHHHHHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA!!! RIIIIIKKUUUUUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!” Yuna’s body jolted once again, a blinding wave of ticklish rushing through her. Just soft brushes from Rikku’s fingers against her tightly pulled soles was a ticklish rush that she could not have predicted based on experience. Her head flew back, her jaw agape with mad laughter. A tremor coursed through Yuna’s body. Her feet shivered beneath Rikku’s delicate touch, yet moved not an inch away from her ticklish fate.

“Oh wow, I’m barely doing anything,” said Rikku. The Al Bhed continued lightly stroking, foregoing the merciless tactics from before. Still, Yuna found herself reaching a state of immediate exhaustion much more quickly. Rikku’s fingertips trailed the slick, silky lengths of Yuna’s bare feet. They glowed bright pink with sensitivity, a fine layer of sweat making the sensations all the more overwhelming. Her toes curled around the ties slightly. The pads turned a light purple under strain. Yuna’s face darkened with them, her cheeks shining like ripe tomatoes.

“AAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!! I CCCCAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHANNN’T!! PPPLLEEHEHEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHAHSSSEEEEEE!!!” Yuna screamed through a broken voice. Her upstanding demeanor had wavered to a pleading, screaming puddle of burning nerves. Even the slightest of Rikku’s strokes sent more tickles through her body than she had ever felt. Rikku watched her friend carefully as she slowly inched her further into ticklish ecstacy.

“I hope you’re still having fun, Yunie,” said Rikku, spidering her nails against Yuna’s slender soles faster. Yuna tugged at her binds until her arms quivered and fell limp. Her laughs became groaning and gasping, far off from her typical sweet giggle. Sweat soaked her hair and face. She imagined Tidus being on the other end of her ticklish torment and knew that, while a grueling task for her body to handle, she did find a constant sense of enjoyment in the exchange. Each stroke of Rikku’s fingers against her trapped feet sent wave upon wave of ticklish voltage through her body. Yuna knew not how she would last such a long time under the circumstances, certainly longer than she had ever been tickled at once before, but she was determined to hold out until the end.

“AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!! OOOOOOHHHHHHHH GOODNEEHEHEHEHEHSSSSS!!!” Yuna wailed. The brave, young summoner quivered like putty. Rikku scribbled her fingers across Yuna’s soles steadily and quickly as the time counted down. Taking advantage of Yuna;s immobility, she was able to explore each slick area. She tickled where the pink mound of Yuna’s heels melded into the milky arch. She tickled across the sides and skittered a single finger in the especially plush spot in the center of each. Yuna’s voice broke into another scream as Rikku toyed with the balls of her feet, painted a light watermelon shade.

“Sorry, Yunie,” Rikku said with giddy insincerity. “But I have to do this. I’ll try to go easy.” Yuna shook her head rapidly side to side.

“AAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!! NNNNAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHTTTT MY TOEEEEEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! PPLLLEHEHEHEHEHAAAASSEEEEEE!!!” Yuna cried out.

“Don’t hate me, okay?” Rikku asked, sinking into her shoulders. Her fingers touched lightly down among Yuna’s toes. Yuna responded with an explosive launch toward the ceiling, caught only by her binds. As Rikku began to softly trace her fingertips along the warm, plump digits, tied back individually, Yuna sank into her ticklish defeat, spewing wheezing laughter.

“AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!! NNNNHHAHHAHAHAHTT MMYYY TTOOEEESSSHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!” Yuna repeated. Rikku teased around Yuna’s soft toes. She stroked the pads buried in the ties holding them back. She used the round’s special effect to trace her nails across the tender stems unimpeded by Yuna’s instinctive defensive responses. Rikku restrained herself from her more intensive expertise, yet the minimal was all Yuna needed to scream with laughter. She pinched Yuna’s toes and slipped her finger in between them. Yuna’s laughs became gasping pleas for air. Her chest pounded painfully. Her throat ran dry. Her laughter fell into a silent wisp, cut with long, wheezing breaths. Rikku pulled herself back to light teasing between Yuna’s soles and toes, but the summoner still found herself trapped inside her own ticklish mania.

‘Time.’ The ADM took both girls by surprise, each having lost track of time. Rikku instantly pulled back and rushed to Yuna’s side. Yuna gasped and sucked in long gulps of air.

“You okay?” Rikku asked. Yuna had her eyes closed. She smiled a weak smile before giving a slow nod.

“Y… yes,” Yuna said, grappling with her breath.

“You really held your own just now,” said Rikku. “And now you’re done. Yay, Yunie!” Rukki cheered and applauded Yuna’s efforts. She wiped Yuna’s hair back out of her sweltering face. The brave, young summon took the moment in coming down from hysteria to regain her natural beauty and poise.

“Thank… you, Rikku,” said Yuna. “I had… fun.”

“Really?” Rikku asked.

“It was… a little much,” said Yuna, “but it was fun.”

“See, I told you!” Rikku said. “You were all worried for nothing.” Yuna slid the girl a glance.

“Heehee, well, okay maybe not ‘nothing’.”

‘Congratulations for completing your game,’ the ADM said, displaying a bright congratulatory animation. The ties around Yuna’s toes loosened. ‘Your total playtime was THIRTY MINUTES. We hope you enjoyed yourselves here at the Tickle-cade. An attendant will be by soon to assist you. Please come back real soon! Goodbye!’ The voice disappeared behind another stationary Tickle-cade logo. Rikku slipped down to the bottom of the table to untether Yuna’s toes. Yuna giggled, but Rikku was careful to not further aggravate her friend’s ticklishness and vulnerability. Several seconds passed before the door clicked unlocked and opened.

“How is everyone doing?” Duncan asked, stepping inside the humid chamber. Rikku gave the young man a big smile.

“Terrific!” Rikku said. Duncan walked up to Yuna. He looked down at her tired eyes and withered expression.

“And how was everything for you, miss?” Duncan asked. Yuna leaned her head toward the man and nodded.

“It was… quite exhilarating,” said Yuna. Duncan smiled. He reached underneath the table and flipped a series of switches, unlocking all of Yuna’s stocks.

“That’s wonderful,” said Duncan. Rikku helped pull Yuna sitting upright. Yuna staggered into posture, holding her head. “Easy, there. We recommend taking several minutes to rest before bouncing back.” Yuna looked back.

“Thank you, sir,” said Yuna. Duncan grinned back at the two girls.

“So, could I sign you up for a membership, miss?” Duncan asked. “Maybe another game. One spot did just open up.” Rikku looked up to Yuna, her face glowing with impish enthusiasm.

“Oh, can we, can we, can we?!” Rikku begged. Yuna looked down and smirked.

“I’d… I’d love to,” said Yuna with a warm smile. “Just give me a little time to rest.”

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On the screen, one card from each of the three stacks flipped down to Draw section. The first had the image of a body part, the second a number, and the last a feather.

'Round One,' the ADM continued, 'Tickle FEET for THREE minutes with a FEATHER.’ The timer adjusted to three minutes, yet remained stationary. One of the drawers from beneath the screen illuminated a bright green outline before opening. Rikku walked up to the drawer to find a stiff, yellow Chocobo feather lying peacefully against a bed of red velvet.

“Oh, goodie,” Rikku snickered. The girl pinched the feather by its stem and lifted it from its compartment. She skipped back over to Yuna, standing in front of her feet, waving the feather above Yuna’s head. “Such pretty, pretty little feet. Look how soft and pink they are! Ohhh, they look so ticklish. I can’t wait!”

“Th-they are,” Yuna said with fluttering nerves. She wiggled her toes for Rikku’s amusement.

“Heehee, yay!” Rikku said. “I’m going to have so much fun with them after everything I’ve heard. And lookie what I have...” Yuna sighed a shivering breath as she watched Rikku twirl the feather. Her eyes stared wide up at the sunflower plume.

“I see…” Yuna said nervously as Rikku waved the feather above her like a wand.

‘Your round begins now,’ the ADM instructed. Yuna looked up as far as her neck would allow to see the timer start to count down. Before she could drop her head back down to the table, a light tickle began coursing against her bare sole. Yuna collapsed her head in a fleeting fit of giggles.

“Aaahhhhheeheeheeeeheehee! Oooohhhhmyyyyheeheeheheheehe!” Yuna laughed. Rikku snickered as she brushed the light fibers of the plume against Yuna’s milky arch.

“See?” Rikku said, giggling along with Yuna. “It’s not so bad. Not yet at least.” Yuna squealed as the feather teased her ticklish sole. Her arms and legs pulled instinctively at their binds, but remained firmly locked in place. Rikku giggled as she painted tickles all across Yuna’s flushed pink foot. The gentle barbs brushing against her delicate nerves sent fluttering giggles all throughout Yuna’s body.

“Oooooohhheheeheheeheheheheehahhahaha! Thhahahat ticklesssshahahahahaha!” Yuna squeaked. Her chest rose and fell with steady breaths. Her feet waved side to side in feeble attempts to avoid the tickles.

“It’s supposed to, silly,” Rikku said. The girl giddily fought back the urge to tickle Yuna’s other foot with her free hand, but obeyed by the rules of the game. She kept up with Yuna’s spastic evasive tactics to keep up a constant stream of feathering against Yuna’s sole. Rikku alternated foot to foot to keep Yuna guessing. Yuna’s feet were clean, yet had accumulated a subtle musk from within her boots. Her heels and the balls of her feet were bright pink, baby rose, while her arches were creamy rivers connecting the two. “And of course we can’t forget these cute little toesies.” Rikku’s sing-songy tone only added to Yuna’s fit of giggles. Before the young summoner could fully react, she felt the soft quill dip into the crevasse beneath her toes.

“No, naahahahahahahat my toeeessshahahahahahahahahahah!!” Hahahahahahahahahahahahah!!” Yuna’s body lifted up off the table in a quick, jerking bounce as the feather found her pearly, pastel toes. Rikku traced the fluffy tip across Yuna’s stem, elicting high pitch squeals from the girl.

“Tickle, tickle, little Yunie,” Rikku teased. Yuna’s head swung back and forth. Her feet continued to wave, but Rikku caught one and held it steady as she brushed the feather all over her toes. The plume scraped over the tips, the tender spaces underneath, and the pale creases in between. Yuna shrieked and laughed about as hard as she would when Tidus would tickle her foot, holding it steady in one strong arm. Her toes wiggled and scrunched defensively, but offered her little protection as the feather worked just as well across the huddled row of cherry pads. Rikku flossed the feather back and forth, letting the quill work its magic against her friend’s ticklish toes.

Rikku nearly lost track of time until the ADM counted the last few second audibly. ‘Your round ends in five, four, three, two, one. Time.’ On the command, Rikku pulled the feather away from Yuna’s sole. Yuna sighed a deep breath before sucking in more air. She continued to giggle gleefully as she caught her breath.

“That was… fun,” Yuna said.

“Oh yeah, but it’s far from over,” said Rikku.

‘Please place FEATHER back into assigned location,’ the ADM instructed. The same drawer from which Rikku retrieved the feather lit up once more before opening. Rikku skipped over to the drawer and dropped the feather inside. ‘Thank you.’ The drawer closed on its own. Rikku walked back up to Yuna, looking down at her face. Yuna’s pale cheeks were already tinted.

“Ready for more?” Rikku asked.

“I don’t believe I have a choice,” Yuna said with a voice breathier than her usual.

“Sure don’t,” Rikku said. She turned back to the screen. Yuna’s head craned just enough to see her fate of the next draw. Three more cards appeared in the empty slots. The Deck section then read the number twelve. The body card displayed two different spots while the effect card showed a tool that Yuna was not expecting.

‘Round Two,’ the ADM began, ‘Tickle SIDES/BELLY for FIVE minutes with the ELECTRIC TOOTHBRUSH.’ Yuna’s head fell back, sinking into a groaning whimper. Rikku hopped and clapped her hands.

“Oh, it’s getting good,” Rikku said. Another drawer beneath the screen lit up in a surrounding green glow. Rikku raced up to the drawer as it opened. Inside was an electric toothbrush. The device’s handle was thick with a substantial battery pack. The brush head was circular with a splayed bristles. The bristles in the center were thicker and more concentrated while those blooming outward were lighter and more frail. Rikku switched the toothbrush on, only to discover multiple settings. The handle vibrated with a low hum in her hand. She rushed back over to her friend, stationing herself at Yuna’s upper half. “This thing really tickles, and I know just the place it's going.” Yuna cringed in anticipation, allowing Rikku the enjoyment of adding teasing to her already ticklish plight.

“B-be gentle,” Yuna said softly.

“Of course, Yunie,” said Rikku. She reached down to lift the ribbon protecting Yuna’s belly a modest length. Her tunic underneath parted to expose her bare stomach. Yuna’s belly was slender, though not without substance. It was pale, as it hardly saw direct sunlight on her journeys, and quivered with more rapid breaths. “Aww, such a cute little belly.” With a stream of cool air brushing against her bare belly making her twitch, Yuna only then realized how ticklish her belly could be. Rikku held the electric toothbrush up for Yuna to see, her eyes growing wide. Yuna gulps as the ADM prepared the timer.

‘Your round begins now,’ said the ADM. Rikku eyed Yuna’s belly and sides back and forth in a tense, contemplative second. She quickly threw down the toothbrush on the table next to Yuna and dove two clawing hands against her sides.

“AAAAAAHHHHHHhahahahahahahahahah!! Nnnnnnnahahahahahahahahahaa!!” Yuna burst with a spew of laughter. Her modest giggle had become unrestrained hysteria. Her hips bucked. Her arms pulled at their binds. Rikku stared down to Yuna, leaning over her, as she started the round off without care.

“Haha, aww, your laugh is so cute, Yunie,” Rikku said. Her tiny hands explored Yuna’s sides in a ticklish pincer. With splayed fingers, she squeezed at the tender muscles. Yuna found the ticklish explosion within her much more enveloping than they had been with a simple feather. Her head tossed back and forth. Her neck and back craned. Ticklish episodes with Tidus were never challenging. He always knew exactly when to stop. Never had she underwent tickling as an endurance exposition. As much as Yuna begged and did not expect to last much more through the duration, an element of amusement overcame her.

“Eeeeeeeekkkkkhahahahahahahahahahahah!!! Riiiiikkuuuuuuhahahahahahahahahahaha!!” Yuna whined. Rikku’s small frame and kind nature did nothing to reflect the lack of restrain she displayed with squeezing Yuna’s willowy sides. Rikku giggled with glee, when not cackling with a sense of power she wielded over her ticklish friend. Her fingers dug into Yuna’s skin, riding the lengths up and down. She savored Yuna’s abandoned laughter like playful banter. She watched Yuna’s expression strain, pouring laugh from dainty lips, yet relax from the stress of travel and duty.

“I did say it would be a lot of fun, Yunie,” said Rikku, pulling away from Yuna’s sides and reaching for the electric toothbrush. “I guess I failed to mention that most of it would be mine.” With less than three minutes left on the timer, Rikku switched the brush on and began to circle it across Yuna’s bare belly. With her other hand gently clawing at the sensitive area, Yuna erupted forward with another barrage of ticklish response.

“NNNNNAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!! NNNNNHAHAHAHAHAHOOOO MOOORRREEEHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!” Yuna screamed. Her arms and legs shivered at the plight of their own restraint. Her chest rose and fell in spastic patterns. Tears accumulated at the corner of her eyes. Rikku toyed and teased at Yuna’s reactions. She scribbled one hand’s set of nails over Yuna’s unsettled stomach while she guided the roaring brush in slow circles around the center. The bristles spun, teasing each and every nerve with which they came into contact. The tickles resonated from her belly, branching out across her body, leaving Yuna squirming and writhing across the table.

“Just try to relax and enjoy it, Yunie,” Rikku said. “We still have so much more fun to have. Like right now.” Rikku only gave Yuna as much a warning as a theatrical, sinister snicker before running the spinning bristles of the brush into her vulnerable navel. Yuna lurched forward with another yelp, her head shooting up fast enough to fling her hair in front of her eyes.

“AAAAAAAAHHHHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!! NNNNNNNHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! EEEENOUGH!! HAHAHAHAHAHANO MOREEHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!” Yuna shouted. Rikku reveled in her ticklish screams, if only for the moment, as well as the lack of a called safeword. Rikku’s vacant hand continued to skitter her nails across Yuna’s tummy, glossed with a thin layer of sweat. The brush spun within her belly button, assaulting the ticklish nerves within, as well as within the inner wall. Yuna had a shallow innie to complement her slender tummy, almost of an athletic nature from combat and her many walks. Never before had she experienced tickling via toothbrush before, nor had she ever endured having her belly button tickled at such length. Yuna bounced up and down against the table, squealing and screaming laughter. Rikku massaged the spinning bristles all around the dip of her navel while she scribbled her nails against the plush, slick surface of her stomach. She let this ticklish effects linger and ride out the rest of the round.

‘Five, four, three, two, one. Time,’ The ADM repeated. Rikku drew back the device with her hand. Yuna gasped and sucked in deep, wheezing breaths. Despite her training in regal constitution, Yuna found herself quickly reverting to a state before she was so conditioned with ‘lady-like’ manners. Yuna struggled to catch her breath as Rikku watched.

“Just try to breathe,” Rikku coddled. “No need to pass out on me. It’s still just an easy game.”

‘Please place ELECTRIC TOOTHBRUSH back into assigned location,’ the ADM said. Rikku froliced over to the illumiated drawer, opening up before. She placed the dental utensil turned tickling device back into its spot. The drawer closed and Rikku ran back over to Yuna.

“I hope you’re not giving up on me just yet,” said Rikku. Yuna smiled.

“N-no…” said Yuna. “It’s fun… it’s just a little much.”

“That’s the fun part,” said Rikku, turning back to the screen. Yuna sighed as she prepared herself for the next round.

‘Round Three,’ the ADM began again, ‘Tickle THIGHS/KNEES for THREE minutes with ARMPIT ASSISTANCE.’ Yuna’s eyes sank. She looked around.

“Wh-what does that mean?” Yuna asked. Rikku only gave Yuna a passive smirk. The table beneath Yuna hummed and rattled. Two thin, mechanical arms folded out from beneath her, loaded with one chocobo feather each. They armed the feathers to hover just outside of Yuna’s stretched armpits. Yuna squeaked and shivered as she gazed on them.

“This game is just full of surprises,” said Rikku, scooting down to Yuna’s waist. “I love it.” Yuna shuttered a breathy, incoherent response just as the ADM cut her off.

‘Your round begins now,’ the ADM announced. Just as before, the words ushered in a near instant wave of tickle rushing through Yuna. The girl’s body jolted awake as the feathers next to her began to stroke against her armpits.

“Ahhhhhhh!!! Hahahahahahahahahahah!! Ooohhhh nooooohahahahahahahahah!!” Yuna started giggling. The feathers brushed their fine tips against Yuna’s hollows, clean and slick. Yuna pulled at her arms, but earned no protection from the mechanical plumes. Rikku took the moment to simply watch Yuna writhe against the table.

“Aww, you’re so cute when you’re tickled,” said Rikku. “I can see why Tidus likes doing it so much. Mind if I join in?” Rikku reached down to both of Yuna’s skirt-covered thighs and began squeezing. Yuna’s face contorted to fit the dwelling hysteria in which she found herself. Her laughs became mostly squeals and breathy pleas for mercy.

“Aahahahahahahahahahahahah!!! Pppllehehehehahahahahahaaassseee!!! Nnnnahahahahahahooo mooorrehehhahahaha!!!” Yuna cried. Tears began billowing down her cheeks. Rikku clasped onto Yuna’s thighs with light vices. Her hands clawed at the tender muscle, working up and down in gauging Yuna’s reactions.

“How’s that, Yunie?” Rikku said with a cheeky grin. “Does that tickle? What about this?” Rikku’s hands dove against Yuna’s inner thighs, reluctant to go more than half way up her legs. Still, from outside her skirt, and with Yuna’s legs somewhat protected with each other, Rikku managed to get Yuna to fill the room with laughing squeals. The round was far more bearable for Yuna than the last, but being tickled in two separate places at once was an electrifying, new experience for the young summoner. Her body squirmed and twisted as far as it could go in any direction. Her legs shifted beneath Rikku’s hands. Her knees buckled to the best of their ability, pulling at her ankle restraints.

“Aahahahahaahahahahahahahahah!! It ticklesssshahahahahahahahahahahahahahah!!” Yuna adorably observed. Her laughter in melodic giggles reflected that of her typically breathy voice. Still, her body succumbed to a flood of tickles filling her body. Her head fell side to side, faced with one of each arms tickling her armpits with feathers. The machine abandoned the swiping technique and switched to a focused drilling of the plumes into her plush hollows. No matter which way Yuna instinctively pulled, she was never out of reach of the feathers tormenting her pits.

“You’re so sweet to let me do this to you, Yunie,” said Rikku. “I can’t wait to play more games here with you.” Rikku also switched tactics. She fell down to Yuna’s knees and began softly pinching just above the cap. Yuna’s legs flailed, her head tossed much more rapidly.

“AAAAAAHHHHHHHHhahahahahahahahahahahah!!! Ooooohhnnnooooohahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah!!!” Yuna squealed. Never before had her knees been tickled with such concentration. Her wrists slammed against the stocks holding them in place. Her head fell back to free up her throat for more teary-eyed laughter. Rikku giggled and snickered. She focused her attack on one leg at a time. She pinched the tender area above the cap while stroking her nails against the back of Yuna’s knee. Yuna shrieked and bucked against the table, never imagining that her knees could be as ticklish as they were.

“Tickle, tickle, tickle, little Yunie,” Rikku teased. With one minute left on the timer, Rikku dedicated thirty seconds to one leg and thirty seconds to the other. Yuna wailed and begged for mercy, but Rikku knew Yuna’s limitations were far from met and that her endurance was nowhere near exhausted.

‘Three, two, one. Time,’ the ADM said. Rikku pulled away just as the mechanical arms pulled back into the base of the table. With the ending of each new round, Yuna found herself swallowing more and deeper gulps of air. Her hair clung to her sweaty forehead. Her blush resonated outward across her face. Her arms and legs hung lifelessly, preparing themselves to respond instantly to the next tickle attack. Rikku came up to Yuna’s head and brushed her hair out of her face.

“See, it’s not so bad,” Rikku said. “You’re halfway there.” Yuna chuckled at how little reassurance Rikku offered her. She stared up at the Al Bhed’s smile, letting it wash a soothing calm over her.

“G… good,” Yuna said between sighs. Rikku fell over top Yuna, wrapping her arms around Yuna and the table, and pulling herself in for a hug.

“I love you, Yunie,” said Rikku. “Thank you for coming with me today.”

“Of course, Rikku,” Yuna said warmly, unable to hug the girl back. “I love you too.” The two girl turned back to the screen. The numbers hovering over the main deck became smaller still in increments of three as three more cards were pulled to the center.

‘Round Four,’ The ADM continued. ‘Tickle FEET for EIGHT minutes with A HALF TIME LENIENCY.’ Yuna watched the timer on the screen set itself to eight minutes, only to then be taken down to four. Her head fell back in a loud sigh.

“Oh, thank goodness,” Yuna said. Rikku laughed at Yuna’s relief.

“Aww, good for you,” said Rikku, walking down to her bound, bare feet. “That just means I’ll have to make this one extra fun.” Rikku wiggles her nails in the air. “And keep in mind that I’m not using a feather this time.” Yuna’s relief was cut short. The summoner chuckled in nervous anticipation. Only when Rikku took her place at the bottom of the table with the intention of tickling her did Yuna recall just how bare and vulnerable her feet still were. Yuna’s toes curled in defense. She looked down, watching and waiting for Rikku to start the round. Rikku smiled like a devilish child back at her, eager to play once again.

‘Your round begins now.’ The ADM began the counter down from Yuna’s merciful four minutes. Within the first second, Yuna’s being exploded with ticklish electricity flowing through it. Rikku dove all ten scribbling fingers into Yuna’s warm, blushing soles with complete disregard to the girl’s durability.

“AAAAAAAHHHHHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!! RIIIIKKUUUUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! SSSTTTAAAAAHHHHHAHAHAHAHAHAPPP!!!” Yuna screamed. Her tear eyes clenched shut. Her head rocked back and forth, tossing her hair into a nest of mess. Rikku giggled to herself as her nails, short yet effective, scrapped against the bottoms of Yuna’s bare feet.

“Heehee, now we’re cooking,” said Rikku. “This is how it’s done!” Her fingers danced across Yuna’s soles, slick with sweat. Each quick swipe ate away at the girl’s ticklish nerves and mental fortitude. Yuna tugged at the stocks holding her feet in place to be tickled, but still gained no more freedom from from the previous attempts. Her seat bounced against the table. Her lungs filled with gasping breaths and emptied with wild laughter, much louder and less polite than any laughter she had ever bellowed.

“AAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAA!!! OOOOHHHHGOODNESSSHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! PPLLEHEHEHEHAAASSEEEEE!!!” Yuna filled the room with sweet, yet soaring laughter. Rikku bounced with a excitement at Yuna’s ticklish display hitting a new high.

“That’s right, Yunie,” Rikku said, “let it all out! Don’t be shy.” Rikku’s fingertips scribbled across Yuna’s feet faster and faster. Yuna’s toes curled into making wrinkles across her soles, but never was she protected from the tickles. Rikku spidered her nails across both balls of Yuna’s feet, causing the summoner to squeal and shriek. The Al Bhed’s ten-finger tickle tactics across Yuna’s arches caused the loudest laughs. Rikku tickling Yuna’s delicate, pink bulb heels led to more snickers, her body squirming in feeble attempts to escape. Combinations of areas caused Yuna’s body to twitch and thrash almost involuntarily, making Rikku feel like a puppet master, whereas compounds of focus areas only enhanced Yuna’s tickling experience to intensities never felt before. No matter where Rikku focused her hands against Yuna’s soft, sensitive feet, Yuna was left to suffer a ticklish fate she had never known.

“AAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHAHHAHAH!!! NNNAAAAAHHAHAHOOO MOORREEHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! PPLLLEHEHEHAASSSEEE!!!” Yuna begged. Her feet flung back and forth within their stocks, maneuvering any which way they could to evade the tickles. Rikku kept up with her squirming, however, and had much more success doing so with her hands than she had with the feather.

“Heehee, so cute,” said Rikku. “Don’t think I forgot about these adorable little toesies either.” Yuna found no time to plead in reaction before all ten of Rikku’s fingers dove into the plush crease of her toes. Yuna’s back arched. Her voice hit the ceiling in a call more boisterous than any she had ever screamed before.

“AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! NNNNAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHTTTHHEETOOOEESSSSHAHAHAHAHAH!!” Yuna repeated. More vicious than the feather, Rikku’s nails dug into the sensitive crevasse. Yuna’s toes curled to bind Rikku’s fingertips in a warm snare, yet Rikku worked unhindered at scraping her nails against Yuna’s delicate toe stems. With one hand to a foot, Rikku pushed Yuna’s feet back against the stocks, holding them in place, as she scribbled beneath her toes.

“But your laugh is so funny, Yunie,” said Rikku. “Tell me I’m a better tickler than Tidus.” Yuna knew Rikku was certainly more ruthless of a tickler, yet possessed not the ability to speak her stance clearly. Her head thrashed left and right. Sweat dripped down her face and shoulders. Her hands grasped desperately at nothing. The helplessness, the waves of ticklish surges, the landslide of laughter that piled the room, was nothing short of exhilaration, a rush that Yuna never knew. Rikku’s fingers worked against her soft toe pads and the shadowed spaces beneath. Yuna cried out as Rikku tickled in between her toes, using one hand to separate them as she went from space to space across both feet.

“AAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! I CAAAHAHAHANNT!! I CAAHAHAHAHANNT TAHAHAHAKE IT!!” Yuna screamed in ecstatic torment, still refusing her safeword. Rikku snickered at seeing a louder side of Yuna than she ever had before. With one eye on the clock, Rikku rode out the rest of the timer alternating between Yuna’s squirming toes and slick soles. Yuna gasped and wheezed in deep breaths to keep up with the barrage of tickles filling her body.

‘Three, two, one. Time.’ The ADM ended the round, leaving Yuna panting and wondering how she could have taken a whole eight minutes. Her body collapsed lifelessly against the table, save for her chest rising and falling with steady streams. Rikku approached the girl and stroked her hair out of her eyes once again. Yuna’s head was warm to the touch, feverish hysteria.

“But you did,” said Rikku. “You did take it. You’re so tough. And look at that pretty smile on your face.” Yuna gave a single, breathy laugh as she looked tiredly up to Rikku.

“You’re… so mean…” said Yuna with a smirk.

“Aww, you don’t mean that,” said Rikku. “You love me.”

“You’re right,” said Yuna. “Thank you.”

“For what?”

“For being you.” Rikku smiled warmly.

“You might not like me being me in a sec,” said Rikku, turning back to the screen. The deck read the number three. Just as many cards flipped to the center.

‘Round Five,’ said the ADM. ‘Tickle ARMPITS for FIVE minutes with BLINDERS.’

“Blinders?” Yuna asked. Yuna’s answer was delivered to her in the form of the table humming once more. A foam black visor extended from the head of the table. It rotated around the head rest to hover over Yuna’s face. “Uh oh…” The visor lowered against Yuna’s eyes, firmly yet comfortably. Her head laid snug against the rest, losing much of the mobility she had taken for granted, and blinded her eyes completely. She chuckled nervously as the room vanished into darkness. “Okay, I can’t see…”

‘That’s the point, silly,” said Rikku, taking her position.

“I don’t get it,” said Yuna.

“You will,” said Rikku. Yuna laid in unsettled confusion. She jumped and yelped slightly at the sudden voice of the ADM.

‘Your round starts now,’ the ADM said, starting the timer ticking down from five minutes. Rikku hovered over Yuna’s body. She placed her hands just outside of Yuna’s armpits, letting the heat of their presence determine their proximity. Yuna squealed and retracted. She braced herself for the tickle attack which was to come. Several seconds passed while she felt nothing but her own nerves eating at her composure.

“Wh-what’s wrong?” Yuna asked through clenched teeth. “A-are you okay?”

“Oh, I’m fine,” said Rikku. “I just like watching you squirm when you don’t know when it’s going to happen.”

“Oh, that’s so mean,” said Yuna, giggling with phantom tickles.

“Haha, you get it now, don’t you?” Rikku asked.

“I get it, I get it,” Yuna cried in a mild panic.

“It’s still part of the fun,” said Rikku. “Just waiting for me to starting tickling. Your pits are really cute too, Yunie. Everything about you is.”

“Please, Rikku, just get one with it,” Yuna begged.

“And if two feathers made you squeal, just imagine what all ten of my fingers will do,” said Rikku. “They’re wiggling right now, waiting for their chance to tickle, tickle, tickle those cute little armpits!”

“Rikku!” Yuna yelled.

“Oh, what’s that?” Rikku asked playfully. “You want me to tickle you?”

“Yes, please,” Yuna said. “Just get on with it.”

“I don’t know,” Rikku said. “How about you tell me how much fun you’re having.” Rikku brought a single swipe of five fingers down against Yuna’s right pit. Yuna shrieked and tried to pull away. She fell into a brief cry of giggles after Rikku’s tease.

“I am,” Yuna said with deep, desperate breaths. “I am having fun. Thank you for bringing me.”

“Aww, that’s so sweet,” said Rikku. “I’m having a great time. Maybe you’d want to come again some other time?”

“Yes, just please…” Yuna said.

“‘Please’, what?”

“Tickle me!” On Yuna’s request, her anticipation was met with a sudden burst of tickles racing through her. Rikku gave her tension no time to heal as she drives both scribbling sets of fingers against Yuna’s slick armpits. “WWWAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!! NNNNAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAOOO!!” Yuna’s back arched as far as the table restraints allowed. Her hands became fists. Her toes curled. She screams laughter right into the face of Rikku, standing over her and playing her pits like an instrument.

“Hey, you asked,” said Rikku. Her nails danced against the soft hollows. Yuna’s arms quivered. Her body surged with more electrified nerves than felt by two feathers. Veiled behind the blinders, Yuna felt the pressure build by not knowing how much time she had left in the session. She attempted to move her head, but the blinders held it effectively against the table. Explosions of ticklish electricity billowed out from each of her pits, where Rikku mercilessly spidered her nails.

“AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!! SSSSTTTTTAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHPPPP!!!” Yuna cried. Sweat dripped down her burning face. Her tunic began to cling to her body. Yuna’s cheeks glowed rose. She felt herself reaching a breaking point sooner and sooner with each new round. Her chest heaved. Her lungs gained only so much time to fill before more laughter was forced out of them in hoarse waves. Rikku watched Yuna closely, but gave her no inch. Her quick, scavenging fingers worked magic on Yuna’s delicate pits, spidering all over the plush hollows until Yuna was left gasping.

“Heehee, I do hope we can still be best friends after this, right Yunie?” Rikku asked. Her nails scraped across the ticklish, hairless mounds. She pinched quick tickles out of the summoner, causing louder and louder bellows.

“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! HHHOOW MUCHHHH TIME!?!?! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!! HOW MUCHHHHAHAHAHA IS LEFT?!?!” Yuna asked, each second feeling like its own minute. Rikku looked back at the timer.

“Uh, let’s see…” Rikku started, not removing her spidering digits from Yuna’s armpits. “Drnaa sehidac.”

“AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! ENGLISHHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!” Yuna screamed. Rikku laughed.

“Nuh uh, Yunie,” said Rikku. “You can take it blind. I believe in you.” Rikku’s fingers plucked away inside Yuna’s pits. They pinched and dug into the soft flesh. Sweat had built and added to how quickly Rikku could scribble her nails across the smooth surfaces. She alternated side, dedicating both hands to one or the other, before returning to a duel-sided attack. Rikku drew her hands back, leading Yuna in the gasping calm of the round being over, only to surprise the girl again with another skittering dive. Yuna wailed and twitched. She tugged at her binds until her arms collapsed in reaffirmed defeat. Only when she heard the voice of the ADM did she know how much time she had left.

‘Time,’ the ADM said. The tickles stopped. Yuna wheezed, gathering as much air as she could before the next round. The visor lifted from her face and rotated back beneath the table. Her soaking eyes, pink and shimmering, adjusted to the light of the room. Sweat glossed her scorched cheeks. Her mouth hung open, further drying out her already barren throat. Rikku looked down, cupping Yuna’s cheek.

“You’re doing so good,” said Rikku. “I’m so proud of you.”

“Th-thank you.” Yuna laughed at such a silly thing in which for someone to find pride in someone else, but she was warmly grateful to have her friend’s support.

“Just one more round to go,” Rikku said. “How are you feeling?”

“A little tired,” said Yuna. She smirked up to Rikku. “But I’m having a good time.”

“Goodie!” Rikku said. Yuna giggled at Rikku, jumping and clapping like an enthused child. Both girls turned back to the monitor when the rest of the deck flipped down to the center of the screen.

‘Round Six,’ the ADM spoke. ‘Tickle FEET for TEN minutes with TOE TIES.’ Yuna thought her eyes would bulge from her skull. She nearly refused to comprehend the allotted time until the screen displayed a ten minute timer. She looked to Rikku, who smiled back with a bitten lip.

“Wh-what are toes ties?” Yuna asked.

“You’ll see,” Rikku said, prancing down to the bottom of the table. From the pads of the stocks, five drawstrings emerged from the pad behind Yuna’s toes.

“Wh-what’s going on?” Yune asked. “What’s happening?”

“Nothing, silly,” said Rikku.

“Please…. Rikku, I can’t take ten minutes,” Yuna begged. “Please go easy on me.” Rikku thought for a moment.

“I guess I could,” said Rikku. “Then again, you do have a safeword, so…”

‘Your round begins…’

“Rikku, please…”

‘Now.’ Rikku promptly pulled out each of the toe ties. The strings pulled back with incredible resistance, but Rikku managed to loop each around all of Yuna’s toes individually.

“Wwhahahahahhatt are you doinnnnggghahahaahahah?!” Yuna cried. The summoner’s toes were forced back against the padded stocks, effectively stretching out her soles to near perfect immobility. Yuna attempted to curl her toes, to pull at her new restraints, but gained no leverage. Her feet remained pressed against the stocks, unable to flail in desperate protection.

“Aww, now you can’t get away from me,” said Rikku, wiggling her fingers in the air for Yuna to see. “And it makes your feet so much more ticklish. See?” Rikku swiped a single nail up from Yuna’s heel and across her arch. Yuna yelped, her voice cracked and eyes shot open. Every limb slammed against the stocks holding them in place. Rikku stood back, letting the new effect sink in.

“Ohhhh, please go easy on me…” Yuna’s voice shivered. Her taut, paralyzed feet twitched under lingering sensitization.

“Aww, Yunie, you know I only want to have fun,” said Rikku. She placed all ten finger tips against Yuna’s soles. The teenage summoner shrieked upon impact and whimpered as she felt Rikku’s fingers remain in place against her highly ticklish skin. “I wouldn’t do anything too mean to you…” Rikku allowed her stationary fingers placed upon Yuna’s soles to delicately eat away at the girl. Yuna’s heart raced. More sweat came to her forehead. Her breathing increased rapidity. Yuna clenched her hands and teeth tight in preparation for what was to come. Slowly, Rikku began to lightly stroke all of her nails across Yuna’s soles. Yuna let out a piercing shriek.

“AAAAAAAHHHHHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA!!! RIIIIIKKUUUUUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!” Yuna’s body jolted once again, a blinding wave of ticklish rushing through her. Just soft brushes from Rikku’s fingers against her tightly pulled soles was a ticklish rush that she could not have predicted based on experience. Her head flew back, her jaw agape with mad laughter. A tremor coursed through Yuna’s body. Her feet shivered beneath Rikku’s delicate touch, yet moved not an inch away from her ticklish fate.

“Oh wow, I’m barely doing anything,” said Rikku. The Al Bhed continued lightly stroking, foregoing the merciless tactics from before. Still, Yuna found herself reaching a state of immediate exhaustion much more quickly. Rikku’s fingertips trailed the slick, silky lengths of Yuna’s bare feet. They glowed bright pink with sensitivity, a fine layer of sweat making the sensations all the more overwhelming. Her toes curled around the ties slightly. The pads turned a light purple under strain. Yuna’s face darkened with them, her cheeks shining like ripe tomatoes.

“AAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!! I CCCCAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHANNN’T!! PPPLLEEHEHEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHAHSSSEEEEEE!!!” Yuna screamed through a broken voice. Her upstanding demeanor had wavered to a pleading, screaming puddle of burning nerves. Even the slightest of Rikku’s strokes sent more tickles through her body than she had ever felt. Rikku watched her friend carefully as she slowly inched her further into ticklish ecstacy.

“I hope you’re still having fun, Yunie,” said Rikku, spidering her nails against Yuna’s slender soles faster. Yuna tugged at her binds until her arms quivered and fell limp. Her laughs became groaning and gasping, far off from her typical sweet giggle. Sweat soaked her hair and face. She imagined Tidus being on the other end of her ticklish torment and knew that, while a grueling task for her body to handle, she did find a constant sense of enjoyment in the exchange. Each stroke of Rikku’s fingers against her trapped feet sent wave upon wave of ticklish voltage through her body. Yuna knew not how she would last such a long time under the circumstances, certainly longer than she had ever been tickled at once before, but she was determined to hold out until the end.

“AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!! OOOOOOHHHHHHHH GOODNEEHEHEHEHEHSSSSS!!!” Yuna wailed. The brave, young summoner quivered like putty. Rikku scribbled her fingers across Yuna’s soles steadily and quickly as the time counted down. Taking advantage of Yuna;s immobility, she was able to explore each slick area. She tickled where the pink mound of Yuna’s heels melded into the milky arch. She tickled across the sides and skittered a single finger in the especially plush spot in the center of each. Yuna’s voice broke into another scream as Rikku toyed with the balls of her feet, painted a light watermelon shade.

“Sorry, Yunie,” Rikku said with giddy insincerity. “But I have to do this. I’ll try to go easy.” Yuna shook her head rapidly side to side.

“AAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!! NNNNAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHTTTT MY TOEEEEEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! PPLLLEHEHEHEHEHAAAASSEEEEEE!!!” Yuna cried out.

“Don’t hate me, okay?” Rikku asked, sinking into her shoulders. Her fingers touched lightly down among Yuna’s toes. Yuna responded with an explosive launch toward the ceiling, caught only by her binds. As Rikku began to softly trace her fingertips along the warm, plump digits, tied back individually, Yuna sank into her ticklish defeat, spewing wheezing laughter.

“AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!! NNNNHHAHHAHAHAHTT MMYYY TTOOEEESSSHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!” Yuna repeated. Rikku teased around Yuna’s soft toes. She stroked the pads buried in the ties holding them back. She used the round’s special effect to trace her nails across the tender stems unimpeded by Yuna’s instinctive defensive responses. Rikku restrained herself from her more intensive expertise, yet the minimal was all Yuna needed to scream with laughter. She pinched Yuna’s toes and slipped her finger in between them. Yuna’s laughs became gasping pleas for air. Her chest pounded painfully. Her throat ran dry. Her laughter fell into a silent wisp, cut with long, wheezing breaths. Rikku pulled herself back to light teasing between Yuna’s soles and toes, but the summoner still found herself trapped inside her own ticklish mania.

‘Time.’ The ADM took both girls by surprise, each having lost track of time. Rikku instantly pulled back and rushed to Yuna’s side. Yuna gasped and sucked in long gulps of air.

“You okay?” Rikku asked. Yuna had her eyes closed. She smiled a weak smile before giving a slow nod.

“Y… yes,” Yuna said, grappling with her breath.

“You really held your own just now,” said Rikku. “And now you’re done. Yay, Yunie!” Rukki cheered and applauded Yuna’s efforts. She wiped Yuna’s hair back out of her sweltering face. The brave, young summon took the moment in coming down from hysteria to regain her natural beauty and poise.

“Thank… you, Rikku,” said Yuna. “I had… fun.”

“Really?” Rikku asked.

“It was… a little much,” said Yuna, “but it was fun.”

“See, I told you!” Rikku said. “You were all worried for nothing.” Yuna slid the girl a glance.

“Heehee, well, okay maybe not ‘nothing’.”

‘Congratulations for completing your game,’ the ADM said, displaying a bright congratulatory animation. The ties around Yuna’s toes loosened. ‘Your total playtime was THIRTY MINUTES. We hope you enjoyed yourselves here at the Tickle-cade. An attendant will be by soon to assist you. Please come back real soon! Goodbye!’ The voice disappeared behind another stationary Tickle-cade logo. Rikku slipped down to the bottom of the table to untether Yuna’s toes. Yuna giggled, but Rikku was careful to not further aggravate her friend’s ticklishness and vulnerability. Several seconds passed before the door clicked unlocked and opened.

“How is everyone doing?” Duncan asked, stepping inside the humid chamber. Rikku gave the young man a big smile.

“Terrific!” Rikku said. Duncan walked up to Yuna. He looked down at her tired eyes and withered expression.

“And how was everything for you, miss?” Duncan asked. Yuna leaned her head toward the man and nodded.

“It was… quite exhilarating,” said Yuna. Duncan smiled. He reached underneath the table and flipped a series of switches, unlocking all of Yuna’s stocks.

“That’s wonderful,” said Duncan. Rikku helped pull Yuna sitting upright. Yuna staggered into posture, holding her head. “Easy, there. We recommend taking several minutes to rest before bouncing back.” Yuna looked back.

“Thank you, sir,” said Yuna. Duncan grinned back at the two girls.

“So, could I sign you up for a membership, miss?” Duncan asked. “Maybe another game. One spot did just open up.” Rikku looked up to Yuna, her face glowing with impish enthusiasm.

“Oh, can we, can we, can we?!” Rikku begged. Yuna looked down and smirked.

“I’d… I’d love to,” said Yuna with a warm smile. “Just give me a little time to rest.”