Hello, all! If you're reading this, that must mean you're pretty interested in tickling. Well, I'm your guy when it comes to this kind of stuff! I too have been embarrassed by the awkwardness tickle fetishism has to offer, but for all you out there who're looking for your tickle fantasies to come true, I'm here and waiting! The purpose of this fanfic is for you to submit your ideas to me and I'll create whatever ticklish idea pops into your head. Just submit your idea using these guidelines:

Setting

Tickler(s)

Ticklie(s)

Kind of Tickling (playful, for revenge, sensual, etc.)

Areas Tickled

Ticklie Enjoys? (yes or no)

That's all! I would like to note that I will not be doing any lemon-style writing. I won't do rated M content, but basically as far as T can go I'm good with. I apologize to whomever I'm disappointing, but that's just not my writing style.

Also, some of you may have noticed someone named The TDT join the TD section doing a similar thing, but I would like to inform you that their stories are...well...not very good. Sorry, TDT! I'm really not trying to flame, but if you're reading this, I can help you out with story fluency.

Anyway, just to give you a small taste of my work, here's one of my own personal tickle fantasies. Enjoy!

Mike's Secret

Life couldn't be any better for Mike. Even after the whole island-sinking incident, Chris actually gave him his money. He had to wait a whole three weeks, but it was worth it. Just two days ago, he used a portion of his money to buy his own private island. It was called Pahkitew Island, or something like that. Anyway, he even brought Zoey along with him so they could enjoy a whole month together in this really nice cabin near a lake.

At the moment, Mike was helping bring in some boxes of food to the kitchen. He socialized with the moving guys for a bit before walking back outside and taking in a breath of fresh air. In, out...

"Man!" he said. "Now this is the life!"

Suddenly, he felt a kiss on his cheek and he looked to see Zoey standing next to him.

"Hi!"

He cupped his hands over hers and said,

"This is gonna be great, Zoey! Just you, me, and a whole month of relaxation!"

About two hours of long waiting later, the moving people head out, leaving Zoey and Mike together at last. That afternoon they went swimming in the lake for a while before going on a nature walk. It was amazing all the beauty this Pahkitew place held. Mike considered Zoey above it all, of course.

Finally, the day was done and Mike and Zoey made their way back to their cabin. It was nice a warm inside and they were definitely thankful for that; the outside had begun to grow a little chilly. Mike kicked off his shoes and flopped on the couch, grinning widely.

"Ah...that was—"

"Great? Yeah, I know!" agreed Zoey.

She kicked off her sandals and sat down next to Mike, swinging her legs over his lap and lying back, letting herself relax. Mike opened one eye and suddenly became tense. Zoey's feet were perched up on his lap, directly in his view. He took a sharp intake of breath, getting Zoey to open her eyes and look at him.

"Mike? You okay?"

But Mike was frozen in place, her feet utterly mesmerizing him. He'd totally forgotten one thing from his past, the one thing he'd found out about himself when he was twelve years old after first liking a girl. His tickle fetish. Zoey propped herself up on her elbows and repeated,

"Mike?"

Mike snapped back into focus and cleared his throat nervously, beads of sweat forming on his neck.

"I'm fine." he said simply.

She followed his gaze and noticed immediately that he was staring at her feet.

"Something about my feet bothering you?"

Mike's blood ran cold at her words. He was starting to lose his cool. He cleared his throat again and replied,

"N-no...I just think your feet are, um, very pretty."

This made Zoey smile genuinely; she knew what was going on. Even she understood how boy's minds worked. Her grin widened and she said,

"By the way, my feet ARE kinda sore from our nature walk. Could you rub them a little?"

The mere suggestion made Mike go absolutely crazy. She couldn't know, could she? No, that's impossible...well, it's now or never! Mike looked over at her and grinned nervously.

"Heh, s-sure!"

He changed his position so that he was looking at her soles. Ohhhh, man. He never noticed how adorable her feet were, how her toes were a little rosy and curled slightly, and that her soles looked just so soft. He took her left foot in his hand and placed his thumb near her heel. The light touch made her foot twitch involuntarily. He then applied pressure, rubbing up and down the sole with two thumbs. Zoey let out a half-sigh, half-giggle; the sound itself gave Mike chills.

He started working on her toes, rubbing little circles on each of them. This got a real giggle out of Zoey, who he caught smiling.

"It tickles..." she said, her nose wrinkling up as her smile grew.

Mike started to smile, too. His tension started to ease away as he realized that Zoey was totally cool with this. He even took a chance and lightly stroked her sole. This got her to bite her lip. He used more of his fingers, dancing them like spiders up the bottom of her foot. Zoey went into a fit of uncontrollable giggles, starting to squirm.

"Mike!" she protested, laughing more and more.

He turned his back on her and wrapped his arm around both her bare feet, using his other hand to tickle them slowly, starting at the heel and going up to the toes. She squealed with laughter, unable to hold it in any more. Her laugh was so cute! He continued to prod her toes in a teasing manner, making her giggle loudly whenever he did it. He continued to tickle her feet for another minute before letting go, giving her time to collect herself. When she was done, she looked at him and blushed.

"You're really good at that..."

"Aw!" he said, blushing—probably—harder at her adorableness.

Surprisingly, she switched positions on the couch, lying over Mike's lap. Her exposed stomach was directly in his view.

"I bet my stomach is ticklish!" she said with a wink.

Mike waited a second, then smiled wider and rested a hand on her belly. Just this action made her blush harder. He curled his fingers into a spider, then flat again, doing the same thing over and over to scratch her stomach lightly. She sucked it in a little, trying not to burst out laughing. He used one hand to tip-toe his fingers up her stomach, then back down again, tickling her navel. This made her let out that erotic giggle again; it made Mike's heart pound.

Playfully, he bent down and kissed her belly button, then leaned back against the couch and sighed. He watched her as she regained herself. Both of them now blushing extremely hard, Zoey sat up and leaned up against Mike, resting her head and hands on his chest.

"Thanks, Mike..." she murmured.

They stopped for a moment, enjoying the blissful silence and shared warmth on the couch. Suddenly, Zoey opened an eye to look up at him; he felt her hand slide under his shirt, fingers resting on his bare stomach.

"How about you?"

So? How was it? If you really do like what you see, I'd be more than happy to make your ticklish dreams come true. Just submit your suggestion via review and I'll be back! There's more where this came from.

~TickFic Empire