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Mandy’s County Fair Tickling Circuit
A fantasy tickling story by The Laughter Mechanic featuring a male tickling the barefeet of a willing female participant.
And now, on with the story.
Mandy loves going to county fairs in California and signing up for their kissing booths and quickly changing them to tickling booths.
Mandy’s in her 4th year at San Jose State University, majoring in psychology. She can’t explain her fascination with foot tickling. It’s just something that’s made up the core of her being ever since she was a little girl watching Mighty Mouse cartoons where Mighty Moose saved damsels in distress from feather foot tickling machines.
Mandy always longed to be that damsel and wished her feet could be the ones tickled for hours on that beautiful tickle machine.
When Mandy sees the lines of guys start to pile up awaiting their turn to bring her to helpless fits of laughter, her quotient for ticklish excitement becomes absolutely palpable.
It’s another hot day in Vallejo, California as Mandy’s settled in to her Solano County Fairgrounds’ surroundings.
It’s typical; ferris wheels, bumper cars, tilt-a-whirls, funnel cakes, hot dogs, ice cream, fun fair background sounds, and…you guessed it…tickling!
In the stocks, renfaire-ish tickling.
And oh do the young men love them some foot tickling of a pretty young woman in Solano County.
It’s as if there is no other ride but the ‘Raging River of Laughter’; one put on by a Ms. Mandy Moor.
And no, she’s not the famous singer/songwriter/actor, Mandy Moore, but she does share a striking resemblance to this very beautiful and talented person.
Mandy does however rather enjoy being mistaken for her famous doppleganger, and just has fun with it.
Today’s no different.
Tad’s at the front of the line as he is eager to get his chance to run his fingers all over those, what just have to be the softest, bare soles you’ll ever lay eyes on.
He has to contain himself and not jump out of the gate too quickly so to speak. Tad doesn’t want to scare his willing tickle victim too much moving his fingers too rough and too fast.
Slow it down, Tad. Deep breaths, Tad. You got this, Tad.
These are the mantras he revolves in his frontal cortex.
Patience. You must have patience.
Yoda speaks through the Dagoba fog, and Tad smiles.
Yes, Master Yoda.
Mandy gives Tad a glance and knows her first tickler is going to be a good one.
He’s exuberant, and just can’t take his eyes off her size 6 long slender bare feet with bright metallic blue toenail polish on all her gorgeously perfect toes.
Yep, Tad ‘s a foot fetishist. Mandy’s seen it all and can spot ‘em a mile away, and she knows that foot fetishists make the best ticklers.
Mandy’s always known that her feet are one of her best physical attributes.
She’s always taken every chance she gets to show them off at school, at home, at sporting events, you name it.
If Mandy’s not barefoot, she’s at least in her favorite flip flops or very showy sandals.
The guys in her classes at San Jose State simply can’t focus as Mandy’s always slipping out of her shoes and placing her barefeet up on the desks in front of her, sometimes just inches from other guys’ faces and hands.
Alot of the guys in her classes just have to end up transfering to different sections as the allure of seeing a beautiful woman with gorgeous bare feet put them right next to you for 50 minutes straight is just too intoxicating.
For some reason, Mandy just finds this kind of foot play and foot fetish weeding-out, if you will, of the male species a beautiful experiment.
And, at heart, Mandy is a wickedly shrewd scientist of the mind’s functioning.
‘Alright, young man, I’m ready for you. What have you got?!’
Mandy nods to the bouncers standing on either side of the two poles holding the sign reading, ‘Line Starts Here’, and then to Tad.
She’s now ready for the bouncers to remove that thin red line of rope that is the last line of defense between her suitors and her valley of the shadow of tickle lust.
Tad’s approach is direct.
Hi Mandy.
Huge fan of your work.
Love your voice acting with Tangled.
I so want to hear your beautiful laughter today like in those Tangled episodes.
Here goes.
Mandy doesn’t even bother correcting Tad as she just likes to run with the misdirection on her identity.
A few times the real Mandy Moore’s publicist has sent her emails asking her not to portray the now very sought after voice actor as a tickle-phile and foot fetishist. They claim that ‘complicity in this tickling and foot fetish sharade may be considered libelous’. Mandy used to get scared with these emails, but her friend in law school said for her not to worry about them, and to stop reading those emails.
She did.
‘Thanks, and your name, young man?’
‘Tad’
‘Hi Tad. Nice to meet you. Thanks for your interest in tickling my bare feet today. I just got a pedicure right before I got here. My soles and the undersides of my toes are super soft and super ticklish. I don’t think you’re going to have any trouble making Rapunzel laugh to her heart’s delight today!’
And with that, she winks at Tad and Tad begins his ticklish assault on Mandy’s bare soles.
Any other woman in a stocked feet situation such as this would probably not be able to handle the swiftness with which Tad’s fingers dig into their new, soft as a baby’s bottom, real estate.
The skin on her bare soles and toes had just moments ago been beautifully exfoliated by the wonderful estheticians at Luxury Nail and Spa on Sonoma Boulevard in beautiful Vallejo, California.
Mandy gave them a nice review on Yelp for their wonderful service; especially the warm foot rub by a nice older Asian man there.
Mandy went from calm to full blown ticklish laughter in what seemed like a nanosecond.
Tad’s mantras of ‘Slow it down’ were in the waste basket of history as his fingers took on the ghosts of Mozart and Beethoven working their magic across this incredible landscape of soft ticklish bare soles and gorgeous toes.
Mandy was in heaven!
She was one of those rare women on the planet that could handle such incredibly rough treatments on her soles and toes, and live to tell about it.
She simply leaned in and let the laughter wave take over her whole being.
She knew it was just going to be a 2 minute drill, and she looked at every single tickler in that line like she looked at her spin cycle training intervals that she would do on her spin cycle at home.
She loved the Global Cycling Network training videos on Youtube, especially the ones with Matt Stephens.
Something about that guy was just bang on attractive.
Give it 100%, and then there’ll be recovery.
This was not Mandy’s first rodeo.
No, she and a classmate of hers in her Psychology 101 course last year had decided to get ‘tickle trained’ together.
They both were taking a fitness class at a local gym in San Jose called Magnetic Pole Fit.
After class one day while talking about shoes, the topic of feet and tickling came up. The two classmates quickly learned of each others’ ticklephile natures, and they were jettisoned into ‘best friends forever’ status immediately.
It was a match made in tickle heaven, and they both came up with the idea at around the same time to get in ‘tickle shape’ for that day when they would want someone to tickle them for hours.
It was a deviously good plan based on their time doing spin class workouts at the fitness center on campus.
This could work they both thought, and they set about doing intense tickle training in their dorm rooms when their roommates weren’t around.
1st week: One minute on, 3 minutes recovery.
2nd week: 2 minutes on, 2 minutes recovery.
3rd week: 2 minutes on, 1 minute recovery.
By the fourth week, both women were in such top foot tickling condition, that each could easily endure 2 full minutes of hard foot tickling with just 30 seconds of recovery.
The tickle progress was incredible.
It was then that Mandy and her friend decided to take their act on the road, and try out their new fitness levels at county fairs and other public community events.
Mandy saw how much money some of these vendors brought in at the Santa Clara County fair off Tully Road in San Jose.
Why couldn’t I do the same with a foot tickling act?!
And that was the birth of the County Fair Tickling Booth.
Mandy made enough each summer taking her act to these fairgrounds around the State that she never had to get part time jobs or work weekends. As long as she found about an hour at a local event where something like this wasn’t frowned upon, she could easily make $500. String a few events together in a day and you’ve made enough money for the month. Decent business model.
Tad was sending Mandy into the red zone with his fingers dancing like they were all over the undersides of her toes.
Each piano key stroke was beautifully ticklish, as Tad had some really nice fingernails.
Mandy just loved to laugh and being tickled in front of a crowd like this on a beautiful Saturday afternoon in the Bay Area just brought out the best in her laughter.
It wasn’t hysterical laughter mind you, no, it was the kind of laughter you hear from a beautiful woman at a party that finds your jokes funny and asks for more.
It was the kind of laughter that just takes you by the hand, makes you a warm cup of tea, and just says like a lovely Amy Grant song to ‘stay for a while’.
The bouncers still can’t believe this 5’7” statuesque beauty can love having her feet tickled this much.
At the end of the hour, for the finale, and last ditch effort to get gawkers to contribute to the amazing tickle fitness training Mandy has dedicated herself to, she lets the bouncers have their way with each of her gorgeous barefeet at the same time. It’s only 30 seconds, but it’s the most profitable half minute of the session.
One time, Mandy walked away with a $700 total earnings jar.
Not too shabby when you consider that Facebook and Google software engineers just down the road aren’t even able to command that kind of payrate for creating beautiful code.
Laughter and tickling are such wonderful things to behold.
To be continued…
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