alien tickle torture

You've been abducted by aliens and now you're their test subject for experiments for the foreseeable future.

The aliens took all your clothes away and permanently confiscated them, stripping you down completely bare and rendering your hyper-voluptuous body fully naked, nude, and exposed (trust me, you won't be needing clothes ever again with what's in store; it'll be much more comfortable to just be permanently naked throughout your time in their captivity anyways). Then, at your request (because you begged the aliens not to torture you with their experiments; a request which they granted), they proceeded to build a tickle machine around you; the tickle machine that completely encased & trapped your lower half while leaving the entirety of your upper half from the hips up fully exposed; your upper body is going to be the ultimate focus of the tickle machine. Meanwhile, your arms are restrained by thick cuffs that completely encompass the entirety of your forearms from wrist to elbow, and your arms get stretched directly upwards, fully exposing your armpits and sides and leaving you utterly helpless. It also pulled your torso completely taut, immobilizing you even further.

Next up, you were gagged, blindfolded, and thoroughly doused in special sensitizing lubricant that made you over 100× more ticklish than you already were, and then, finally, the aliens activated the tickle machine and the tickling commenced.

You were going crazy within the first 5 seconds; you were already deathly hypersensitive all-over by default basically, but that sensitization lubricant they sprayed you with was working absolute wonders on you; currently, your armpits were being tickled—a pair of synthetic mechanical hands were digging their fingers deep into your armpits, but that's the only tickling you were experiencing, yet to you, it felt like you were practically being tickled to death, and you were reacting like it too, without restraint—it tickled so much you couldn't control yourself. Your face was already flushed bright red, sweat beading all over your body, drool leaking from your mouth around your ball gag while you screamed hysterically at the top of your lungs into it, tears of laughter already welling up in your blindfolded eyes, either seeping into said blindfold or managing to escape and roll down your cheeks. Your entire body quivered and trembled and twitched constantly; the immense restriction the tickle machine imposed on you effectively rendered you as still as a statue; hell, you couldn't even move your head as it was held in place by a leather strap secured tightly around your forehead.

Your extremely intensive reactions to the tickling almost instantly had the aliens enamored & captivated by you; they wanted to keep you in this tickle-tortured state at all times, and believe me, they will, so you can forget about being a test subject; you're much more akin to a tickle toy/pet now~♡

And don't forget; you're not even a minute into the tickling and your mind is effectively already breaking—as more time passes, the tickling will intensify more and more and more, and it's not going to ever stop unless you pass out (which is impossible because the aliens implanted a device that automatically fully rejuvenates you to maximum health & energy as soon as you start to fall unconscious), and you'll never even leave the tickle machine unless it gets completely disassembled outright (which will also never happen); effectively, your only realistic option is just to submit, lay back, relax, accept your fate of eternal tickling, and try to learn to love it. (Assuming you don't already enjoy being tickled, of course~)

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Enjoy yourself~