First shot at a tickle story
Furry M/F
Mild Adult

Pokemorphs: Stress Relief


Tommy took of his shirt, and jeans loving the cool feel of the air conditioning on; his fur after a long day. The weather had gone from hot to hot and humid and the blessed cool of their apartment was a massive relief. Gina sat on the bed in only her sports bra, and panties, and as usual she was absorbed in one of her school books. From what he could make of the title it was one of the child psychology ones for her teachers class. Gina had been so set on acing this class and the B+ on her recent test, while; Tommy thought it was awesome, she had been more then a little disappointed.


And so, here she was again, lying back on their bed, one leg bent close to her body to rest her book on, and the other stretch out in front of her. Despite; his concern he couldn't help but let his gaze travel up her long tone legs to her thigh and the underwear that hugged her figure nicely. Up her toned stomach to her generous breasts witch held his gaze for a moment. Once he managed too continue he noticed her shoulders, and neck, and how much tension in them. This brought his thought from the edge; of the gutter back to his own worry.


“G” he said gently, “your gonna turn into a book if you don't take a break.”


Her long yellow, and black ears twitched a little, and she made a small sound of acknowledgment, He raised an eyebrow and tried again. “How bout we go get some dinner, take a break for a bit?” Gina made a small movement that was little more then a twitch of her shoulders and said absently, “I really need to study hun.” Tommy sighed, saying anything more would be pointless, she was barely there. Exasperated Tommy flopped down on the end of the bed belly first, right over her out stretched leg. He half expected this to irritate her but she didn't really seem to notice. He lay there for a bit wondering if he was over thinking all this. No, he trusted his gut, and he was sure that if she didn't relax and take a break, she was going to be to up tight to remember anything, and her next test would end up with a lower mark. Then she would be devastated.


Tommy rested on his belly over her leg, and randomly scanned the room, trying to decide what to do. A slight shift of her leg brought his attention to her foot paw protruding from under him. Tommy's ears perked up a bit and a small amount of static discharged from his cheeks. Without much effort he shifted slightly on to his side, placing her foot, and ankle in the crook of his armpit. With a fiendish grin; he shifted just enough of his weight to pin her foot there. Gina, still intent on her book, didn't even notice.


Rolling his eyes at her lack of awareness, Tommy took a finger and started lightly tracing up her sole from heal to toes, then across her toes and back down. Looking up at the mirror on the dresser he watched her expression. Knowing eventually the signals would get through the study haze. Gina had few weaknesses and she was a tough as nails. But after 7 years together Tommy knew her one weakness. Gina was insanely ticklish.


Tommy kept tracing his finger along the arch of her foot, up across her toes and down the middle of her foot. All the while looking up at the mirror and watching her expression as, seemingly unbeknownst even to her, a smile started to form at the corner of her mouth. Between that; and the way her ears were twitching randomly he knew it was getting to her. As he continued his pattern along her toes her foot started to move and wiggle. This made him increase his teasing assault and two finger slid up her foot teasing the small pink footpads before continuing to her toes again. He looked back to the mirror when he started to hear small giggles from behind him.


Finally it dawned on Gina that something was amiss as her body twitched and a squeal of girlish giggles escaped her lips. Looking down, her view of the foot from witch the sensation sprang was blocked by Tommys back. “Hey!” she squeaked as giggles kept bubbling up, “hey Tommy whaa....” her words faltered as she felt all his fingers spidering along her foot. This brought a chorus of giggles from her as her book dropped to the bed. She tried to free her foot from its torment but it was pinned firmly under Tommys body. And while Gina was no wimp and in great physical condition, the leverage was not there. “Tommy stop!” she cried as she began to wiggle on the bed, desperate to escape the ticklish sensation that was driving her crazy. Much to her dismay, Tommy knew exactly where she was most ticklish and how exactly to reduce her to a squealing mess.


“Tommy please!” She cried out as she gripped one of the beds pillows and buried her face in it, but he didn't seems to be paying attention, he just kept sliding his fingers along the most sensitive areas of her foot and coaxing new and louder laughter from her. This could go on for a long while she realized with a twinge of fear. Tommy was an expert tickler. Once, she had let him tie her to the bed and tickle torture her. He had tormented every inch of her body and made her scream with laughter. It had almost been more then she could handle but even she couldn't deny how much it had excited her. A kink she never realized she had.


Gina used her free foot and started pushing at Tommy's back trying to shift him enough to dislodge her other foot but he was pretty solid. She could see the smile on his cheeks and knew he was loving this. Squealing and squirming she tried again in vain to shove him off with her free foot. This in the end proved to be a bad idea. As she shoved out with her foot Tommy moved his arm quickly and trapped her other foot under it. Rising to a sitting position he had both her feet trapped, one under each arm. Turing to glance sidelong at her he grinned mischievously.


“Oh no, Tommy please,” she begged, “please don't...” But her words were cut off as his crossed arms and his hands went to work, and Gina felt fingers scrapping along both her feet. She immediately fell back on the bed and screamed with spastic laughter. This was indeed more then she could take, and it was driving her nuts. Worst of all, Tommy wasn't digging into her feet, he was dragging his fingers lightly, with only a little pressure along the soles and arches, teasing the spaces under and between her toes and it was maddening. Flailing spastically now she tugged at her long ears and slapped her fists on the bed, all the while trying between squeals to beg him to stop.


“Tommy please Ill do anything,” she cried, though she knew he loved it when she said that, it was all part of the game, but she was to desperate to think clearly. “Please! Anything I swear!”


She heard him chuckle as he turned to her, “oh but hun, I have what I want.” As he said this he leaned down and started nibbling on the toes of her right foot as his fingers continued to spider along her arches. This brought a new wave of hysterics pouring out of her. Gina's arms flailed and grabbed at the head board trying to pull away. Tears were streaming freely down her face as she laughed, but the worse was still to come. It hit her like a bolt of lightning, ironic considering she was an electric type pokemon. But when she felt his tongue between her toes on top of his nibbling teeth she lost all control. She hadn't realized it was coming until the orgasm tore through her body making her scream out in ticklish pleasure.


It took her at least ten minutes to realize that the tickling had stopped. She was lying on the bed breathing heavily and Tommy was lying on his side next to her with a big grin that stretched from one red cheek to the other. Part of her wanted to be mad at him, but she just couldn't bring herself to be so, and she would be lying to herself if she said she didn't like it. She felt completely drained, but she felt amazing. Better then she had in a month.


“you....are such.....a jerk,” she panted out. But he leaned close and lightly traced his nose up her neck to her ear, sending her into a small giggle fit again and whispered n her ear, “you needed it, and you know you loved it.” This brought a deep blush to her cheeks as she turned and kissed him.


Epilog:

Gina stood in the shower and let the hot water loosen ever muscle. She had almost said no when Tommy said they should go get some dinner and relax tonight. Her mind momentarily thinking again of her tests. 'Screw the tests,' she decided, 'ill do just fine.' Plus Tommy had said that if she went back to studying he would find some place else to torture her. And she knew he meant it. He was right, she needs to take a break. “Let me grab a shower,” she had said, “and we'll go.” As she cleaned the sweat off her body she smiled, thinking of that endless tickling and that climax. She would have to get him to do that more often. That had been a toe curler.


As she smiled at the memories she heard the shower curtain rustle as Tommy stepped into the shower behind her and wrap his arms around her middle. She smiled and leaned back into him as he leaned close to her ear. “So do you like my therapy methods?” He asked playfully. She chuckled, “you mean torture technique?” She heard his smile in his voice as he said, “so about my terms?” Gina tilted her head in his embrace, “terms?”

“Well,” he said ginning wider, “you said you would do anything didn't you?”


“Hey now,” she said defensively, “I was under dereas. Besides, I said yes to dinner”


“I See.” he almost purred as one hand poked and skittered along her ribs and the other stared teasing her nipple. “And if I want to re negotiate?”


Trapped in his arms Gina could only squirm and giggle, “No,” she laughed, “Tommy no! Not again! Not there! Please! Not there!”