Without Warning

Description: Here's franshesca, strapped down and blindfolded, her body buzzing like a live wire. she's in deep, caught in a tickle trap with only one way out – laughing like there's no tomorrow. the tickles don't stop; they keep coming like a freight train. slowly, it sinks in – her body wasn't hers anymore. it belonged to a stranger, a tickle artist, and franshesca? she was just a helpless laugh machine, churning out chuckles with no end in sight.