A Thousand Words: Hideko’s Infiltration
The two
robotic hands slid to the hem of Hideko’s gym uniform, causing her to
gasp in
surprise. One of the started to paw at her belly, the other extending a
finger
into her navel. Hideko yelped and giggled, her position bound as an
upright Y
preventing her escape. On the readout screen in front of her, green
lettering
popped up, proclaiming “Training Level 1, Total Time
“There is a faction of the local yakuza who
have been terrifying the local populace,” Hideko’s boss, head of the
local PSID
counterintelligence division, had said at her briefing. “So we can shut
them
down, we’ve sent several agents to infiltrate the faction. Like many
yakuza
bosses, the faction’s head has a weakness for a pretty face. There’s
only one
problem.”
Hideko’s long brown hair tossed about in waves as she threw her head back, giggling like crazy. Another pair of robot hands had slithered up her shirt and were tracing their fingers along her smooth hollows. Bound as she was, Hideko was even less able to defend herself from tickling under her arms. Hideko’s helpless giggling reverberated inside the soundproof room, her briefing playing inside of her head. The readout had changed, some additional data spooling out onto the screen. “Training Level 2, Total Time 07:25. Tickling position: Underarm & sides”.
“Our last female agent came back telling us
that she was too exhausted to gather information after being with the
boss.” Hideko’s
mind flashed back to her briefing. “We
thought that he, like some yakuza bosses, would beat their women in a
drunken
rage after parties with their factions. We were about to stop inserting
female
agents when she related what had really happened.”
The robotic
hands had begun to paw at Hideko’s thighs. Her legs, like her upper
body, began
a dance of ticklish twitching, accompanied as usual by an increase in
Hideko’s
laughter. Even worse, it seemed as if the hands tickling her sides and
underarms had gotten more aggressive, finding which spots and which
motions
produced the most laughter, and relentlessly tormenting them. Hideko
could
remember being tickled before, even being tickled rather badly, but it
was
nothing like these merciless hands turning her lungs into a laughter
factory.
The added readout of “Lung Capacity UP!” on the display with “Training
Level 3,
Total Time
“The yakuza boss in question, we discovered,
employs something of an odd form of entertainment. He likes to watch
the women
brought in for him be tickled silly.” Hideko remembered her wide-eyed
gasp.
“That’s why the previous agent was unable to search for the
information. This
is where you come in, Hideko.”
More hands, these tickling her ribs and breasts, were now tormenting Hideko. Now she understood why the previous agent had been too tired to do anything once the yakuza boss was done with her. The energy to struggle was leaving her body, every drop of it being burned for the sake of producing the laughter which flowed unceasingly from her throat. Hideko felt as if she had forgotten how to do anything but laugh. The slow tally of each passing second accentuated every stroke of the tickle torturing fingers. “Heart rate 156, Lung Capacity UP, Training Level 4, Total Time 25:00”
“We are going to start you on a conditioning
routine in the hopes that you will be able to accustom yourself to
tickling
sufficiently so that you can perform your duties after the fact. That
way, you
won’t be exhausted when the yakuza finish with you. Our engineers have
designed
an incremented system to help your conditioning program. Your training
regimen
begins now.”
And Hideko had made her way to this chamber, soundproofed so her screams of laughter would not be disruptive, equipped with these devilish tormenting robotic hands, binding her body so that escape was impossible. Conditioning herself to tickle torture? Hideko would have snorted in skepticism, but she couldn’t stop laughing. The whole thing was ridiculous, and yet…
Now the
hands came faster. They tickled her armpits, her breasts, her ribs and
sides
and stomach and thighs. Vaguely, Hideko made a promise to herself to
bring down
this yakuza boss no matter what. After all, he was the one ultimately
responsible for her being tickled by this accursed machine…