TickleTober: My first post
So this is my first ever tickle fic. It is the aftermath of a conversation between my tickle crush and Tumblr friend @ticklemeadi and myself. Her idea fleshed out in my writing from the ticklers perspective. Enjoy and feel free to give feedback
Summary: An unsuspecting Halloween theme park visitor encounters a masked actor with a tickle fetish. But even the masked actor was not prepared for this outcome. M/F
Lee: Ticklemeadi
Ler: Ghost face from scream
Word count: 2627
She was different
As he got up, getting ready to head to work he knew it would be an interesting day......it always was. He was an amusement park cast entertainer for universal studios in Orlando Florida, which simply meant he was one of the actors who gets paid to walk around in costumes and interact with people. Often this lead to getting to sneak tickles at times, usually to get people to smile for pictures etc, but he never wanted to push it for fear he may be found out for liking tickling. It was late October and universal studios was in the height of its holloween horror nights promotion, meaning he would be getting paid to run around scaring the shit out of people through the many "scare zones" the park had set up. He was partial to being Jason or Freddy Krueger but knew tonight he would be donning the Ghost face (scream) costume.
As he arrived to the park about an hour before sunset noticing that the lot was starting to fill and he could already hear the general commotion of the park goers inside. Despite having an employee entrance he always liked entering around the general admission area (usually through the exit side as he was friends with all the booth and security up front). He liked people watching and seeing them as they entered the park. That's when someone caught his eye...an extremely cute girl in line talking to her friends. She was short with dark hair and dark eyes as well as having curves on all the right places. She was wearing black leggings which showed her figure from the waist down and a not so loose sweater that complimented her figure from the waist up. All that and a cute pair of sandals that could fit any outfit. As he continued walking forward he continued staring directly at her, taking in how she looked and even trying to guess "is she Hispanic? Maybe Asian or possibly mixed?" He nearly walked right into a rail still looking at her, but tried to play it off as he flashed his employee ID to security and entered the park. He thought "Man she was cute, it'd be nice to run into her again", but figured the park is huge and that's just wishful thinking.
The sun was setting and he was the employee staging area getting ready for his shift. He stood a smidge under 6 ft tall(actually over 6ft if you count his Mohawk, which he'd wear up or down pending his mood) about 220 lbs that he kept in fairly good shape, and covered in tattoos. Luckily those wouldn't be seen as he slipped into the Ghost face constume and made his was to his post. His scare zone was set up in the dimly lite walkway at which there was an alleyway about 4ft wide hidden by a thin black sheet like curtain. A light adjacent to his alley and about 30 feet up the walkway gave enough light that from the outside you could barely tell the curtain was there, but from behind the curtain enough light bled through to where you could see around without much problem. With his chair facing the curtain and no light behind him he could see and hear the people walk by but they couldnt see him.
Throughout the night he'd jump out to scare people but would run up on them so quickly they couldnt react fast enough and he would end up grabbing them out of reflex so that he didn't run them over. This happened alot despite the rules being that the actors are not supposed to touch the guests. Most guests didn't mind and went along with the situation as they were there for the scare. He even a took advantage of this a few times when he'd grab and unsuspecting lady and after there initial scare he'd tickle their sides briefly and they'd run away laughing. Shortly after which, he'd slip back behind the curtain when there were gaps between groups walking his area and no one to notice.
As he was now back behind the curtain in his chair he could hear the next group talking as they approached. Passing right by his curtain, he could see that it was 3 women and waited for them to pass so he could optimize the scare catching them from behind. He popped out yelling "What's your favorite scary movie?" As all three girls looked back over their shoulders and screamed. Almost immediately he realized it was the girl from the entrance but was in full stride playing his character. The other 2 girls took off running halfway through his spiel but the girl who caught his eye froze completely when she initially screamed. Because of this he barrelled into her and grabbed her in a bearhug from behind to keep from knocking her over. She screamed for maybe a second more and then stopped, wrapping her arms over his to brace against his forward momentum. She could feel him laughing now(likely due to her reaction) as the back of her head sat right against his chest when she straightened herself upright. She didn't make an attempt to pull away right off, which he also noticed, but scolded him by saying " You scared the shit out of me".
He continued chucking to himself over the situation as he could feel her relaxing, and goosed her sides right before starting to let her go. She jumped and giggled but still didn't step forward. He was taken back by the reaction and figured he steal another small tickle before completely went back to his spot. He began tickling her sides and ribs continuously while separating his body from hers and backing up, and to his amazement she started taking steps back along with him as she continued to giggle still not trying to get away like most would. In an instant she right back pressed against his chest as they were before. He looked down through the black eye holes of his mask at her panting and smiling, as she looked back up at him. Without saying a word he wrapped his arms back around her waist and began stepping backward towards the curtain as she matched his stride backpedaling.
In about 3 steps they were back at the curtain and 3 more put them now past it and backed right infront his chair. He couldn't believe this was happening and that she was going along with it....something was different about her. He sat down in the chair, pulling her into his lap. Just then he could hear the next group of patrons getting ready to pass his zone and he leaned forward by her ear silently utter "shhhhhh!". She let out a cute giggle that she muffled quickly as she looked up to see the people walking by. Right then she could feel hands slipping under her sweater, " why didn't I wear a shirt under there" she thought, as she felt them begin dancing up and down her bare sides and ribs. She almost yelped but remembered what the masked man had said and tried with all her might to quietly giggle and laugh writhing in his lap. Swaying from side to side in continuous fit of gasps and giggles opening her eyes just long enough to check to see if the group had all finally passed. He, still in shock over what was transpiring, could see that the group was gone(they had been for some time) and stopped to give her a break, resting his hands on her sides still under her sweater. He felt her exhale as she leaned back up against him, but seconds later could hear the next group coming. He heard her whisper "Oh shit" as she was now realizing the game he wanted to play and what was coming. Before this group even got to the same spot as the last, she felt his hands going back to work again. Spidering, squeezing, poking and prodding back up and down her sides, ribs, and belly. He was not leaving anywhere unchecked from the angle he could reach, and even slid both hands up into her armpits and began going to town. To this she actually let out a howling yell from the primary shock of the spot catching her off guard, but immediately went back to silent laughter and quiet giggling as she bucked yet somehow tried keeping her composure. This yell also caught him off guard and he was almost sure he thought people from the passing group may have been jump scared and thought it was part of the scare zone.
He stopped again noticing she was now breathing heavily and he didn't want her be upset....yet he was still riding the endorphin rush of what was happening. Still having not yet muttering a word he gave her two pats on hip to signal she was free to get off his lap so he could stand up. Once standing, he motioned his open hand down towards the chair as if to say he wanted her to sit down. He eyes got big and you could see a hint of nervousness in them as she smirked shyly and slowly sat down. Still looking him dead in the black hollows of his mask, he watched her eyes follow him all the way down until he was kneeling in front of her. He grabbed her ankles, putting them across his knee then looked up at her and tilted his head as if to ask "Are you ready?". Her eyes widened even more and she bit the side if her lip to keep from smiling too big as she coyly nodded "yes".
He removed her sandals slowly one after the other, making sure to look up at her after each one hit the ground to gauge he reaction. She was no longer biting her lip and her smile was all teeth as the watch go through his motions. She saw him take off the black gloves that were apart of his costume and reached his open hand out offering it to her. She was confused but took the glove and didn't move, still making what she was sure was eye contact with him. He then pointed to the mouth of his mask and back at her as he watched the lightbulb go off for her, understanding his request. He then watched her slowly place the soft leather fabric between her teeth and lightly bite down. By this point he was mentally at "this has got to be the best dream ever!!", and was fighting to keep his excited composure, though you couldn't tell by the way presenting outwardly.
It's was time to finally test her small soft feet. And he looked up at her gently biting down on his leather glove, corners of her mouth turned up in an endless smile, making what one would consider intimate eye contact with him waiting on his next move. He lined her feet up on his knee and taking his thumb and middle finger grabbed to big toes of both of her feet, holding them together and upright ready to begin. Looking up at her he took an overdramatic slow deep breath, holding his free hand infront of his chest doing an up and down motion of the air going in and out, anticipating she would do the same. He watched her close her eyes, tilt her head back slightly, and take a huge breath. Right at the top of her inhale that's when she felt it, his nails skittering across one of her feet.
With lungs full of air, a mouth full of glove, and this man tickling her feet, she exhaled a laugh so hard she nearly spit the glove back in his face...instead it actually only fell into her lap. She quickly snatched the glove and put it back where it belonged, between her teeth, before gabbing both sides of the chair cushion and throwing back her head to laugh muffledly and continuously. Her feet were super soft, well taken care of and very ticklish. She was in a continuous stream of muffled laughter as he continued scratching up and down her little feet. Spider tickles, light scratches, and even the "single finger tickle", he was in a zone and she, to his continued awe, was there for the ride. Her hands cliched tightly to the seat on either side of her as she howled indistinctly into his glove. He tickled her feet for what felt like 1 minute to him and 30 to her, ignoring the voices he'd hear a few times of patrons walking by while he was doing work he doesn't get paid for. Luckily with the glove gag and her persistence to be good for him, they were not found out or interrupted.
He knew he had to bring there time to a close but he wanted to tickle her a little while longer. He stopped tickling her feet and began tracing his nails over the top of her foot, moving past her ankle and up her shin, and was just about to see how sensitive her knees and thighs were, and that when her heard it...a girl calling out for her friend. He was so hyperfocused he didn't hear the name they called but knew it was his new play partner saw her straightened up suddenly when she heard it. He stopped and they stared at each other for a second before he calmly pulled the glove from her mouth. She was lightly panting and her hair was a little tussled. He put her sandals back on for her and as he stood up he took her hand to bring her up out of the chair. She wrapped her arms around his neck and they embraced like they were old friends.
Standing on her tippy toes she pulled his head down to her and quietly said in his ear "That was alot of fun, I loved it! Thank you for that!". He was shocked and riding a huge high, yet nodded almost nonchalanty playing it cool. She took out her phone and asked "What's your name? Can we exchange numbers?". He patted his pockets knowing actors weren't allowed to have phones while in costume, and not wanting to ruin the atmosphere by speaking for the first time or having his voice crack or something, he took her phone and silenty entered his number and saved it under "Ghost face". She laughed when she saw it and gave him a playful shove as she made her way to the curtain. "Oh btw my name is Adi! It was nice to meet you", and it was right then he could hear the girl on the other side of the curtain yelling "Adi, where are you?". He waved as he she bursted through the curtain just as one of her friends was getting there. He could here them talking as they walked away, the friend asking "Where were you? You had been gone for 15 mins" and Adi replying "Oh one of the workers was showed me where the bathroom was. Was it only 15 mins? Man it felt like forever!". He laughed knowing that comment was directed at him and sat down in his chair getting ready for the next group of scare victims. When he finally got to his phone at the end of his shift he had a text message that read:
"It's Adi 👻, can we repeat 🪶?"
"Anytime" he replied simply.
He was definitely right, she was different.... just like him. He sighed a huge smile and thought to himself "I'm not the only one".
