Festival of Laughs

Festival of Laughs

Summary: When Shenzi Tuck and Chuckie Finster attend a music festival, something happens that makes Shenzi regret wearing clothes that bare a lot of sensitive skin on her midsection.

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“Shen, are you ready?” 18-year-old Chuckie Finster asked his girlfriend of 6 years, standing at her closed bedroom door.

“She's still in there?” 18-year-old Frankie Tuck asked him after coming out of her room. She was wearing a green metallic mermaid scales mini skirt, a purple metallic crop tank top that bared her slender belly and innie belly button, matching leggings, blue reflective mermaid scales circular stud earrings, green and white sneakers with mermaid scales hand painted on, a red hair band that held half of her short, blonde hair in a ponytail, and a flower crown with a Little Mermaid theme. She held a white lace cropped moto jacket on one arm, and held an Ariel-themed bikini in a light-up mermaid backpack.

“Yep,” He nodded, “She's taking her sweet time in there.” He was going to take his girlfriend to a music festival that was in town for the summer on a nice July day. Frankie was going as well, with her boyfriend Bobby Zimmeruski on a double date with her stepsister and future brother-in-law.

“Well, I hope she's done soon,” Frankie remarked, “I've been looking forward to this music festival for months! They have fun booths there, such as a magician, and a fortune teller! There's even a portable swimming pool!”

“I'm sure she'll...” Chuckie was cut off by a door opening, and Shenzi quickly walking up to them.

She was dressed in a black mermaid theme with a cropped tank top, a flared mini skirt, silhouette tights, elbow-length gloves with only a loop for her middle fingers, Converse high-tops with black mermaid fabric added on by her, themed circular stud earrings, a black and white flower crown, a white hair extension in her long bangs, a black lace cropped moto jacket, plain black low-riding boyshorts under her skirt, and over her tights, and had a black backpack with “Mermaid” in white letters holding a black mermaid scales metallic bikini.

“Sorry I took so long!” She hastily apologized.

“It's fine,” Frankie assured her, “Bobby's waiting outside; let's get going!” The three raced outside to their ride, and headed for the festival.

“You look great,” Chuckie smirked to his girlfriend.

“Thanks,” She smiled back, “And again, sorry I took so long. I was having trouble with my flower crown.”

“It's fine,” He assured her, “It looks really pretty on you.” He gently tightened the crown when he noticed it was slightly loose.

“Thanks, Chuck.”

Chuckie secretly hoped that she wouldn't get stared at by any creepy guys. Her skirt reached only a couple inches below her backside, so her shorts would certainly peek out, and her tank top almost reached the top of her belly button, unveiling her flat tummy and curvy sides for anyone to see. Not to mention her bikini didn't cover a lot; he saw it before she got dressed. Plus, she was really, really not ugly. He knew that she was faithful to him, but he hoped that no one else would sweep her off her feet. If only he knew that what would happen to her would be much worse.

“Here we are!” Bobby exclaimed after pulling into the parking lot... or the grassy hill.

“Awesome!” Shenzi cheered, and jumped out of the car once it was stopped, and its doors were unlocked. Chuckie hastily exited the car, and ran up to her. “You okay, Chuckie? You seem nervous.”

“Y-yeah, I'm fine,” He assured her.

“You sure?” She asked him.

“Well... okay, I'm just afraid that creeps will eyeball you, and you'll get swept up.”

“Chuckie,” She held onto his upper arms, “You know I love you, and only you. That would never happen.” She leaned up on her toes, making her shirt rise up, and kissed his lips. This turned into a makeout session between them, with Frankie and Bobby awkwardly watching.

“Uh, guys?” Bobby tried to gain their attention.

“I got it, Zimmers,” Frankie walked up behind her sister, and swiftly poked her bare sides.

“AAH! Ow!” Shenzi's forehead hit Chuckie's, before they hastily separated. “Frankie!”

“Can we get going?” The blonde giggled.

“Right, sorry,” The Goth smiled sheepishly, and they headed for the entrance. As they walked, she turned to her boyfriend. “Did I bite your lip?”

“Little bit,” He smirked.

“Sorry,” She giggled.

“It's okay.” When they gave their tickets to the man at the booth, he seemed to be eyeballing both girls, making them cling to their boyfriends in a sign that they were taken.

Before long, the two couples were already enjoying the festival; dancing to infectious music, eating delicious food, and visiting entertaining booths. Frankie had a marine green mermaid tail painted on her right cheek, and Shenzi made a dreamcatcher to hang in her room for decoration. Chuckie wove two matching bracelets, one for him and one for his girlfriend, and Bobby participated in a pie eating contest. At one point, Shenzi took off her jacket, and had it stashed in her backpack. They decided to see the magic show when they saw that it would be starting soon; they gathered in the booth with other patrons in the fold-up chairs, and waited for the show to begin. The two couples sat up front to get a good view.

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“Thank you! G'night!” The magician took a bow as the audience applauded, when the show came to an end.

“That was so cool!” Frankie remarked as they walked outside.

“Yeah,” Shenzi nodded, trying to hide a feeling she had. She felt like the magician was staring at her throughout the show, mostly at her belly. It was weird, but she tried to shake it off. “Oh uh, I have to use the restroom real quick.” She gave her purse and dreamcatcher to Chuckie. “I'll meet you guys at the funnel cake stand.”

“Alright,” Bobby nodded.

“Don't talk to any weirdos,” Chuckie added.

“Yes Daddy,” She giggled teasingly, “I'll be there in a minute.” As they walked away, she headed for the porta-potties, choosing one without a line.

After finishing, she headed for the funnel cake to meet up with her boyfriend, stepsister, and future brother-in-law, but somebody grabbed her around the waist from behind. Her surprised yell was muffled, and the arm was on her bare skin, as she was forcefully escorted away, while no one saw them. She tried to escape, but the offender's free hand grabbed her bare lower side, making her jump harshly and let out a ticklish squeal, to keep her still. Before long, she was laid face-up on a horizontal support beam with her wrists tied together above her head, so her flat belly was fully exposed, along with the tempting curves in her sides, and her smooth, hairless armpits. Her waist was bound to the beam, plus the rope keeping her wrists together was tied to the beam, so she was unable to escape. “Let me out of here!” She yelled angrily as she tugged at her restraints.

“Not yet, little doll,” Her captor came into her view, revealing himself as the magician. “When I saw you in the audience for my show, I knew that I just had to have a little... fun with you.”

Her eyes widened at that. “F-fun?” She stammered. “Please don't hurt me!”

“Hurt you? Nah, this won't hurt a bit. In fact... you'll barely be able to feel a thing.” He snapped his fingers, and to her shock and dread, two feathers floated up.

Her breath hitched when the feathers started brushing her bare armpits, moving up and down. Her eyes squeezed shut as she kept her giggles inside. She prayed that Chuckie and their friends would find her, so she could escape this nightmare. Her hands clenched into fists as the fluffy feathers teased her sensitive underarms.

“What's the matter, girlie? Cat got your tongue?” The man taunted her. “I know how to get it back.” On his cue, two glove-like hands floated up, and started trailing their index fingers down her bare sides to her skirt, starting under her tank. She inhaled sharply as her teeth clenched tightly, still not making a sound otherwise. When they ran back up, her sensitive skin trembled with a smile involuntarily growing. All the while, the two feathers were still working on her armpits. “You're tough, doll. Really tough,” The magician remarked, walking up and kneeling down. When she peeked one eye open, she saw the evil glint in his smile. “But I know a spot that never fails to make girls crack.” Her eyes widened when his index finger entered her belly button, stopping at only just above the first knuckle to reach the bottom, and started stroking. She let out a little whimper as she tried to suck in her flat tummy, but his finger stayed in her navel. Already desperate to escape, she tried to yank her arms down to protect her tickle spots, but the knots were too strong.

With a sharp inhale, she gave up. She let it all out. “Gyaaahahahahahahahaha!!” She thrashed in her bonds and tried to kick her legs, as her cheeks quickly flushed red. She then felt two stiff feathers brush along the hollows of her hips. It was then when she noticed that her skirt, shorts, and tights had been pulled down to her panty line, so all of her belly was exposed.

“Your laugh is as pretty as I expected it to be,” The magician remarked, “And your skin is so soft.”

“Let mehehehehee gohohohohohoho!!” She laughed.

“I don't think so,” He refused, “You're my little playtoy for until I'm fully satisfied. Or until you pass out; whichever comes first.” He wiggled the fingers on his free hand like crab legs along her ribs and tummy.

Some time later, Shenzi was in tears. The creep's finger stayed in her belly button for the whole time, but his free hand reached over to her lower belly, and tickled just above her skirt, making her cheeks flush in embarrassment as his nails lightly scraped the hollows of her hips. “Stohohohohop ihihihihit, yohohuhuhu creheheheheep!!”

“Name calling won't get you anywhere,” The man informed her, “Didn't your mother teach you any manners?” He laid his fingers on her upper arm and lightly trailed his nails down to her armpit, where he tickled all over the hollow. The floating hand moved to her thighs, where her decorative pantyhose made the ticklish sensations worse. Tears fell down her flushed cheeks as she thrashed in her bonds.

'Chuckie, please come find me! Please!' She thought with desperation. The tickling was getting to be too much for her to handle; she started feeling light-headed. When she kept her legs crossed stubbornly to avoid having her inner thighs tickled, the stray hand gave up, and went for her upper belly. Her laughter started straining as her chest and tummy hurt from the whole experience. She feared passing out if she wasn't rescued soon; what if this creep took her to his house against her will while she'd be out cold? Would he make her his tickle toy for the rest of her days?

The magician and his floating fiends froze when they heard footsteps outside. “You clam up,” He covered her mouth with one hand, keeping his finger in her navel, but not moving it. She tried sucking in to get it out, but it wasn't enough. “Who's there?”

“I uh, I was wondering if you've seen my sister.” Her heart leapt at the voice; it was Frankie! “She went to use the bathroom around 10 minutes ago, and now I can't find her anywhere. Have you seen her?” Shenzi let out muffled yells as she thrashed in her restraints again, trying to reveal herself to her stepsister.

“No, I'm afraid I haven't seen her,” The man lied, angering his victim. She let a muffled scream out from under his hand, but it wasn't audible enough.

“Are you sure you haven't?” Frankie wanted confirmation. “Can I come in, and give you her physical description?”

“No!” He blurted out, confusing the blonde teen.

“Why not? I really need to find her. Her boyfriend is very worried about her, as am I. It'll only take a minute; please?”

The magician then remembered seeing her in the show audience; she had a pretty sexy belly too, although it wasn't as revealed as her stepsister's. He could have a little fun with her too. “Alright, you may come in.” He quickly covered his victim with a tarp, just as Frankie came in.

“Thanks for doing this.”

“It's my pleasure.”

“Now, um, my sister's name is Shenzi Tuck; she has light purplish-grey skin, black hair that goes down to her lower shoulders, pointy ears, and has the left side of her face covered. She's wearing a cropped tank top, a very short skirt, tights, fingerless gloves that go up to her elbows, and Converse high-tops, all with a black mermaid scales theme, plus a black and white flower crown. Have you seen her?”

“Actually, I have,” The magician came clean with sinister confidence, “We've been having some fun.” He then whipped the tarp off, revealing his captive to her. She now had one of the stray hands covering her mouth.

“Shenzi!” Frankie exclaimed in shock, then glared at the man. “Let her go!”

“I don't think so,” He boldly refused, “She's a great girl with a beautiful body, and... a beautiful laugh.” Shenzi whimpered at that.

“You're sick!” Frankie yelled angrily. “You're sick and twisted! Release her now!”

“She's mine now, doll. And... you get to join her.” With a finger snap, two hands quickly hovered over.

“N-no!” Frankie tried to run towards Shenzi to let her go free, but she was grabbed by the left upper arm and forced down into almost a 90 degree angle. “Let go of me! Help!” Her skirt and leggings had lowered down and her top shimmied up, so her belly was fully out in the open. Feeling helpless after failing to escape, Frankie looked for a way out of her captive hold, her vision upside down, but a sudden wiggling finger in her belly button startled her into a fit of laughter. “Gyaahahahahahaha! Stohohohohohohop!”

Shenzi yelled angrily under her hand gag in protest, but was helpless to save her stepsister. The blonde's backpack was swiftly taken away as her flat belly was tickled. Two fluffy feathers sneaked under her tank, and started brushing her bare sides, making her laughter grow. Shenzi let her tongue shoot out of her mouth, startling the hand off, so she could talk. “You stop that! Let her go!” Growling in frustration, she tugged at her restraints. “Somebody help us!”

“Silly girl,” The man chuckled, “No one can hear you.”

“Guess again.” They looked, and to the girls' delight, Chuckie was there!

“Chuckie!” Shenzi exclaimed with joy. “Help us out of here!”

Without a word, the redhead dashed into the tent and to his girlfriend. As he went to untie her wrist restraints, two stray hands sneaked up and started tickling his sides. As he laughed, Chuckie continued his work, trying to ignore the light, tickly scratches under his shirt. When a stiff feather floated up and tickled his neck, he managed to bat it away like it was a bug, and untied his girlfriend's wrists. As she covered herself, he went for the bond at her waist, but as he was trying to figure out how to undo it, the two hands tickled up and down his sides and a fluffy feather dove up his shirt to brush his ribs and belly, even going for his belly button. He was able to figure out the knot and reached over to untie it, but the two hands sneaked up to his armpits, which happened to be his most ticklish areas. Unable to take anymore, he finally collapsed on his back, and thrashed on the ground, now a laughing mess.

Shenzi went to untie herself from the beam, but two hands grabbed her wrists and tried to pull them up, but she managed to smack them away. Once she freed herself, she jumped down to help her boyfriend and stepsister, but two hands grabbed her bare sides, making her squeal, and surprisingly, she was lifted off her feet completely off the ground! One big hand held onto her after she was set face-up in its palm, so it was under her back. It curled its fingers to tickle her side, using its thumb to keep her from sliding off as the smaller hands went for her arched belly and navel. She flailed her arms and legs about, feeling powerless under the tickling fingers. It was the weirdest tickle torture she ever experienced!

With Frankie, she managed to gather enough strength to smack the one hand away from her tummy, batted the feathers away from her sides, and tackled the man to undo his magic. The floating hands and feathers suddenly went limp, so Shenzi and Chuckie could catch their breath. “We're going to call the cops on you, creep! Then you'll be getting your butt kicked into a cell!”

“Y-you okay?” Chuckie asked Shenzi through his panting.

“Uh huh,” She nodded, “You?”

“I'm good. You're the one to be concerned about. How long as he been keeping you in here?”

“A-about 10-15 minutes.”

“Man,” Chuckie kissed her flushed cheek, “Well, you're alright. That creep will be behind bars for holding you captive like he did. He didn't hurt you, right?”

“No,” She shook her head, “He just tickled me into almost passing out.” She laid on his chest in exhaustion. “It was horrible.”

“He won't do anything to you ever again,” Chuckie held her closer, making sure he was touching only fabric to ensure her comfort.

Before long, the police came after Bobby called them outside, and the magician was arrested for kidnapping and, according to Shenzi's detail of her experience, slight sexual assault. Not to mention he was fired from the festival. “Come on, guys,” Bobby turned to the three, “Let's go home.”

At the Tuck residence, the two couples were at the family pool, the girls in their mermaid bikinis and the guys merely in their jeans and t-shirts. “Other than the tickle torture show, the festival was pretty fun,” Shenzi remarked.

“Yep,” Frankie agreed, “That part was awful, although I can't imagine what you went through, sis. That creep kept you hostage for 10 minutes, after all.”

“Yeah,” She nodded, “Although... I'm glad I wasn't wearing this at the time,” She giggled as she glanced down at her bikini.

“Same here,” The blonde giggled with her.

“I'm glad too,” Chuckie nodded, “And uh... I'm glad you didn't wear it to the festival at all. I can't imagine how many guys would've eyeballed you in it, Shen. You too, Frankie.”

“Yeah, dude,” Bobby agreed with him, “No one gawks at my lady.”

“Same with mine,” Chuckie kissed Shenzi's cheek.