The Tickling Joy Machine‘And so, Miss Alexia, the Tickling Joy Machine starts...now.’
I squeal as the robotic limbs clamp around my ankles and wrists and I am hoisted up into the air in a splayed X position. More robotic hands snake out and start to tickle and caress me. But they do not hurt – every appendage has a series of pink-purple nubs at the end that ensure pillow softness...and complete sensitivity. I giggle and my tail thrashes as they rub up and down my ribs, up my arms, finger tapping against my ribs. I try to roll my head back but robotic hands hold it in place, patting my cheek. ‘Having fun?’
‘Yes,’ I chortle. My friends told me about this place, where you give your consent and allow yourself to be tickled by this mysterious machine here for a set time, with varying levels of ticklingness. I choose the cheaper option, medium tickling with only two hours. But so far I am enjoying it very much.
Sweat starts to drip down my stomach as the hands caress my fee
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