Author's
note: I purposely refrained from mentioning Doc and his family, or
Marty's family, so this story can apply to all of my universes.
6:00 PM PST
Jennifer Parker was so excited. Just last week, she had gotten the opportunity to relentlessly tickle the soles of his boyfriend's feet. She was so eager to do so again, that she had made a little deal with Marty McFly. Two days ago, she had won a pair of tickets to catch Huey Lewis and The News in concert. Ordinarily, she would have just given the second ticket to her boyfriend, without question. However, she had decided to use the opportunity to convince her boyfriend to let her tickle his feet. She was a little surprised by how little effort it took Marty to agree to the deal. He didn't even bother to put up a fight.
Jennifer reached out for a pair of soft comfortable pajamas for Marty to put on. She wanted to make sure Marty was as comfortable as possible, before subjecting him to two hours of ticklish torment.
'Are you ready, Marty?' Jennifer asked, smiling.
'Yeah, I guess,' Marty replied, cringing a bit. 'Gee, I'm getting so nervous just thinking about my impending doom.'
'Well, Marty, there reallty nothing to it,' Jennifer said, sweetly. 'All you have to do is laugh. Laughter is good for you, you know. It would give you a nice workout, you know?'
'Yeah, I guess,' replied Marty, as he sat on the bed.
'Okay, Marty,' Jennifer instructed, 'lie facedown on the bed - and put your head on the pillow, okay? Let me fluff up the pillow for you first, though. I want you to be nice and comfy. I just picked up this new mattress. It's so soft. You should be nice and relaxed.'
'Okay, Jennifer,' replied Marty, as he managed a small smile. After Jennifer fluffed up the pillow and laid it back on the bed, Marty then lay facedown, and put his head on the pillow. He was amazed by how comfortable he was.
Just then gently lifted up Marty's arms, put a cloth sack over his hands, and tied them behind his back.
'I hope I this isn't too uncomfortable for you, Marty,' Jennifer said, sweetly. 'I have to restrain you, though - so you can't attempt to escape. That's part of the deal, you know.'
'Naa, it's not too bad,' Marty replied, softly.
Jennifer then gently lifted up Marty's feet, and she secured them into the stocks. She then smiled with delight, as she found the sight of Marty's soles to be tantalizing and irresistable. She then went to pat Marty down, to make sure he felt relaxed and comfortable. Jennifer then ran her fingers across the balls, causing Marty to burst out into helpless laughter. She then ran her fingers up and down the soles, causing Marty to laugh helplessly. Then she ran her fingers into the arches, as she took pleasure in knowing that Marty was suffering from the extreme ticklish torment.
Marty just gave into helpless laughter, as he squirmed a bit. He really had no choice but to bear the extreme ticklish torment. He had to admit that he didn't completely hate the sensation, though. He felt like he was going to faint, but knew that he wasn't going to. He continued to laugh and squirm, as Jennifer apparently took great enjoyment in making him suffer.
'Are you having fun, Marty?' Jennifer taunted. 'Admit it, Marty, you're really enjoying this. I must say, I really love the way you laugh. Your laughter is music to my ears. Oh, Marty, I am having so much making you laugh helplessly while you're suffering from the ticklish torment. We should do this more often, huh?'
Marty was laughing too hard to respond. He had to admit that, despite the ticklish torment that he was suffering, it felt pretty good to laugh. One thing was certain, his laughing sure seemed to relieve stress quite a bit, and his laughter did seemed to make him feel happy. He couldn't deny it any longer. He was suffering from the ticklish torment and enjoying himself at the same time. Maybe he wouldn't mind being put through more tickle torture sessions by his girlfriend. He knew that it brought Jennifer great pleasure to reduce him into a fit of helpless laughter.
Jennifer had been greatly enjoying herself, as she continued to run her fingers up and down Marty's soles. She saw to it that no square millimetre of his soles escaped the ticklish torment. She especially greatly indulged herself in running her fingers through the arches, which were the most ticklish spot on his soles. She took great pleasure in knowing that Marty desperately wanted her to stop tickling his soles - and in knowing that, unfortunately for Marty, she had no intention of stopping anytime soon.
She glanced at the clock on the wall, and smiled to herself as she saw that only fifteen minutes had passed. She had 105 more minutes to go before she would relieve Marty of the ticklish torment. Marty's extremely ticklish soles were completely at her mercy, and they were all hers to play with. She had no intention of giving Marty a break, for even a second. Oh my, how she loved to torment those soles! She took great pleasure in knowing that the extreme tickling sensation was greatly unbearable to Marty.
Oh, poor Marty! Jennifer thought to herself, with malicious glee. Poor Marty cannot stand it! Poor Marty is suffering beyond belief! I am so enjoying this!
When two hours had finally passed, then Jennifer decided it was finally time to give Marty some relief. Then then released Marty's feet from the restraints, then she unbound Marty's hands. Marty was then panting heavily on the bed.
'How are you, Marty?' Jennifer asked, as she began to rub Marty's shoulders.
'I'm all worn out,' Marty said, breathing heavily. 'I'm telling you, Jennifer, every second of this was pure torment. I can't even began to explain how unbearable it was. My soles have got to be a 13 on a scale of one to ten of ticklishness. It's way off the scale ticklish.'
'Did you enjoy it, Marty?' Jennifer asked, coyly. 'Admit it! You do!'
'Fine, I admit it,' Marty said, all too quietly. 'I have to admit that I did enjoy it. Maybe it's from the endorphins that the laughter releases.'
Jennifer was smiling widely. She had finally gotten Marty to admit it. 'So, Marty, can we do this again next week? We could make this a weekly experience for us.'
Marty was quiet for a minutes, then he smiled a little, and said, 'Sure, I guess we can!'
Jennifer then threw her arms around Marty, as she was overjoyed that she actually got Marty to agree to making this a weekly routine. Marty then hugged Jennifer back tightly.
'I love you, Marty,' Jennifer whispered, as she kissed the top of Marty's head.
'I love you, too, Jennifer,' Marty murmured softly, as he buried his head in Jennifer's shoulder.
Jennifer then held Marty close, as she basked in the smell of the cologne that Marty always wore. She loved Marty with all of her heart, and she loved thinking about how they were destined to marry someday.