A Picture is worth a Thousand Words –
Yukari’s Big
Chance
Yukari tried to hide her boredom as she awaited the call for her to get ready on the set. She knew what she had to do, and in her eyes, she was the only competent person around her. Of course, these people had probably been working in the B movie industry for their whole careers. Yukari knew she was destined for greater things… but, she accepted reluctantly the stricture about not being able to start at the top. So, she’d play her part in this cheesy flick, standing out as a shining star above all the other lackluster performances, get noticed and maybe then get some work worthy of her talent.
Lousy agency… that woman probably gave me this job just to spite me, since I was obviously so much more talented and appealing than her.
In fact, Yukari noted to herself with a hidden condescending smirk, she was about the only attractive one on this whole set… yet another reason she’d be noticed and saved from a career of ignominy by a scouting agent for a major film corporation… She set her tea down as she heard her name called and made her way over to the set for the next scene.
Yukari listened with half an ear to the director’s instructions. She knew her part – pretty woman in distress, captive of mad scientist, waiting for the hero to save her, et cetera, et cetera. When the washed-up middle-aged man had run out of hot air, she climbed onto the set and laid down on the generic-looking examination table, raised a few feet off the ground and surrounded with water. The tech guys came in with coils of rope and did a pretty shoddy job of tying her wrists together over her head and her ankles to the corners of the table. Still, what could you expect? Yukari figured she could probably slip out of these ropes if she really tried.
Hah… I wonder what corny ‘experiments’ this mad scientist guy will be running on me. Still, this is my scene, so I should at least make a good show of playing along.
Idly, as the saggy-looking director shouted out some last instructions and plopped down in his chair that promptly gave way under his weight, Yukari realized that she didn’t know what exactly was going to happen, because she hadn’t been listening. Still, it shouldn’t be hard for her to play along with whatever they came up with. As the cameras began to roll, Yukari adopted her scared-yet-defiant look and glanced around, pretending to apprehension. These people were so cheesy that the mad scientist wasn’t even going to appear on-camera… all she saw was a gloved hand press a corny-looking red button set in the wall. With a slight rumbling, whatever it was they were going to do began to happen… Yukari blinked in surprise.
Hey, I wonder how they did that. They must have spent the entire special effects budget of this stupid project on making that tentacle look good.
Regardless, Yukari admitted to herself that this was probably the first thing she’d seen done right. The tentacle really did look like it was moving on its own. Time to act: Yukari let out a shrill, terrified scream and tried to edge away from the thing, which was inching closer to her. Too close, in fact, and… The loud scream was suddenly and abruptly cut short by a giggle as the thing’s tip touched under Yukari’s arm. Her terrified-and-disgusted expression was replaced with one of irritation as she glared at the tentacle.
Lousy bastards! Of course the first chance I get to make a good impression is ruined by their hormonal-teen fantasy of a girl attacked by tentacles! Now I look like a witless blonde because I happen to be a little ticklish.
Yukari was so busy cursing the tentacle in her mind that she didn’t see the next one that was down by her foot, which gave her bare sole a stroke, eliciting a yelp of laughter and a bark of irritation. “The hell’s this damn thing supposed to be?” she shouted before realizing it, and went slightly crimson at slipping out of her role so completely. The first tentacle wiggled under her arm again, causing yet another surprised giggle.
What the hell? Oh, for God’s sake, don’t tell me that this is some kind of dumb prank…
With a series of splashes, several more tentacles joined the pair already above water. Yukari was still giggling from the tentacle wiggling under her arm, and her laughter ratcheted up a notch when the tentacle at her foot stroked her heel. Worse, a second tentacle was wiggling beneath her toes on her other foot, and two tentacles apiece were under each arm…
Oh good God this tickles! I swear if some
horny techie set this whole damn thing up as a sick fantasy I’ll kick
the
living shit out of him…!!!
Yukari decided to make good on her earlier assumption that she could slip free of her bonds, but to her unpleasant surprise she found that they were tied much better than she had assumed, and no amount of wiggling or struggling was getting her any closer to being free. She didn’t even try to control her laughter. For one, she was just too ticklish to even try, and second, holding it in was probably just what whoever had set this up wanted… Yukari’s eyes, which had been closed as she tossed her head and giggled crazily, flew open with a shriek of ticklish laughter as she felt some tentacles begin to worm their way under her dress!
Oh Jesus…! My feet and underarms are bad
enough, but for God’s sake, PLEASE NOT THERE!
Yukari’s body arched and bounced off the table as she wiggled back and forth crazily, laughing her head off and trying desperately to get free, shake the tentacles out of her dress, anything to stop the tickling! The tentacles were relentless, some going into the sleeves of her dress to tickle her sides, others going up the bottom to get at her stomach, one tickling her neck, more on her feet and underarms… “PLEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEEHEZE OH GAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAD MAKE IT STAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH AHAHAHAHAH AHAAHAAP!!!!”
Some time
later, after her scene was finally done, Yukari climbed from the table
atop
wobbly legs, face flushed red from giggling and her usual superior
sneer
replaced with a wavery, ticklish grin. Muttering something about
needing a
drink, Yukari wobbled off into the green room and got a drink from the
cooler.
On impulse, she dug out her copy of the script which she had never
looked at,
and read the title: Laboratory of
Laughter – a Kusugu Films production.