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Tori stared down at the paper in disbelief. It was marked with a single terrible letter: a B. She, Tori Vega, the most talented girl in school, got a B. And not just a B, but a B-. This was unthinkable. She demanded her exam be re-marked and the teacher obliged, but the result came back exactly the same. It was still only 11am but the day had already been ruined. Maybe even the whole week had been ruined. Maybe even her whole life.

She moped for the rest of the school day, refusing to speak a single word. When her friends asked what was wrong, she simply held up the test with a huge "B" written in red marker. They didn't understand, they kept trying to tell her that B was a passing grade, and most of them had scored the same or lower. Tori wouldn't hear any of it. She left the table early, barely eating her lunch, slinking off to go be miserable alone.

~ - - - - - - - - Jade's POV - - - - - - - - ~

The gang all discussed what was to be done. Tori was clearly overreacting, acting like a primadonna as per usual, but they still didn't wanna see her upset. Robbie looked dejected as he spoke.

"I bet Tori isn't gonna smile for the rest of the day..."

Jade, who had been thoroughly unimpressed by the whole ordeal, suddenly perked up.

"How much do you wanna bet?"

The rest of the table all looked at her funny.

"What do you mean?"

"I bet I can make Tori smile right now."

Bec rolled his eyes.

"Someone could hand Tori a million dollars right now and she still wouldn't smile. Especially if it came from you."

Jade just leant back and smirked.

"Well, if you're all so confident then why don't you put your money where your mouth is?"

They all collectively rolled their eyes. But Andre, sensing an easy win, spoke up.

"Alright. If you can do it, we'll all chip in and pay for your lunch for the next week. Right guys?"

They all nodded.

"But if you can't, you gotta buy each of us lunch for the week instead."

Jade grabbed Andre's hand and shook.

"You're on."

~ - - - - - - - - Tori's POV - - - - - - - - ~

Tori dumped her uneaten lunch into the trash. There was no point in saving it for later. There was no point in anything anymore. Her life was practically over. She began to walk back inside, to go sit in the Janitor's closet or something. That was clearly where trash like her belong-

"AAGH!"

She felt a sharp sting in her left side, then the right. She was being grabbed from behind but, instead of carrying her away, the unknown fingers dug deeper into her flesh. She opened her mouth to scream but the only sounds that came out were uncontrollable laughter. She tried to escape but that seemed to spur the assailant on, fingers wriggling and sharp nails scratching at her skin. It hurt but she couldn't stop laughing; giggling uncontrollably until she was out of breath, but the tickling didn't let up.

"Sstttop!! Ahhahahsha stop!"

Eventually she was able to escape, using her elbows to force back the attacker. She caught her breath, vowing to slap whoever had done this. She turned round to see Jade standing there, looking even more smug than usual.

"See? She's smiling now."

Tori looked past Jade to her friends in the distance, all staring at her in bemusement.

"What the hell was that for???"

"Don't you worry about that, little miss sunshine~"

Jade turned to get back to her lunch. Tori grabbed her shoulder, determined to get a real answer.

"No seriously, what was tha-"

She stopped herself. Jade's gaze had drifted downwards, and her eyes were wide with shock.

"Holy shit... Did you piss yourself??"

"What? No, of co-"

Tori gave in to paranoia and looked down at her legs. She'd worn pink leggings today, but now the crotch was noticeably darker. It was wet with something. It wasn't pee. There was no way it was pee. Tori would know if she'd just pee'd herself. Jade's look of shock turned into an evil grin.

"Hey guys, Tori pi-!"

"Jade, please."

Her grip tightened on Jade's shoulder. Tori's exaggerated pout turned into a look of genuine pleading. She knew her moping had been kind of ridiculous, but her life really *would* be over if everyone found out she'd wet herself at school. Or whatever this was, at least. No-one could know.

"Please. I'll do anything, I'll buy your lunch for a week, just-"

Jade's expression softened ever-so-slightly. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, then handed Tori her bag.

"As tempting as that offer is, I'm all set for lunch this week. I got a spare costume in my bag, go get changed."

Tori mouthed a silent 'thank you' and ran off to the bathroom, praying that Jade would keep her word.

~ - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - ~

Jade's kindness hadn't been *that* much of a kindness. She'd failed to mention that the costume in her bag was some of kind of weird pajama outfit, with the only pants being covered in embarrassing blue bunnies. It was certainly not ideal, but at least they were dry. Tori found a toilet stall and began to get undressed. She peeled off the tight leggings and gave them a curious sniff, just to be sure. It definitely wasn't pee. It could maybe be sweat, but why would it only be in one specific area? She looked down, and her underwear was soaked too. She lifted those up and liquid was still seeping from her privates. The texture was strange; kind of sticky but still thin enough that it easily dripped off her fingers. She had no idea what this stuff was, so she just got changed and forgot about it.

~ - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - ~

Tori went back to class, trying to act totally normal. A couple people asked why she was wearing different pants than the ones she wore this morning, but she just told them she'd spilled coffee on them. The good news was: she'd forgotten all about the B. The bad news was: now, for some reason, she couldn't stop thinking about Jade tickling her. It had only lasted a few seconds, but it had felt like much longer. It had hurt, really really hurt, and Tori could still feel the stinging in her sides. But it had also been weirdly enjoyable? There was a weird schadenfreude to it; a special kind of pain that made her laugh like hell, like some kind of brain hack to force dopamine into her skull.

Tori had never *really* been tickled before. Trina and her had "ticklefights" as kids, but that wasn't the same. She could easily overpower Trina back then and throw her across the bed to retaliate. She'd never been *powerless* like that before. She'd never been completely at someone else's mercy like she had been this morning. She'd managed to escape in the end, but she got the feeling that Jade absolutely could have kept going if she wanted to.

It was even worse that it was *Jade* too. If one of the boys had tickled her, she would have slapped them and that would be that. If Cat had tickled her, then she would have just assumed it Cat was being... Cat. But Jade always managed to make things weird. Everything was a weird powerplay with her. She might act like this was all innocent fun, but she knew Jade secretly *loved* asserting dominance over Tori. Pouncing on her at her weakest, attacking her most vulnerable spots, making Tori beg for mercy and then refusing to stop, keeping at it until Tori was broken and weeping and-

"Miss Vega? Are you with us?"

Tori was ejected from her fantasy by the face of Mr Sikowitz, leaning down to her table and staring at her.

"We were just discussing the Euripedean tragedies and their importance to the Greek canon.
Care to add something or are you just going to continue daydreaming?"

"Sorry, I uh... didn't get much sleep last night."

Sikowitz chided her for her poor sleep schedule, recommended her some obscure herbal supplement, then continued with the class. Tori tried her best to focus for the rest a day, forcing herself to forget all about the incident.

~ - - - - - - - - Later That Night - - - - - - - - ~

It was impossible. Tori lay in bed, trying to sleep, but she was STILL thinking about it. Why had such an innocuous thing been lodged so deeply into her brain? She closed her eyes but all she could see was the incident. She imagined it in third-person; watching as Jade crept up behind her and began tickling, causing her to scream in high-pitched cackle. Her laugh was different like this. It wasn’t her polite social laugh or her snarky chuckle, it was loud and almost primal, rushing up from the depths of her stomach. As the vision played out, Tori tried to immitate Jade and began sticking her own fingers in her side. It didn’t work. She needed to be “attacked” again, by someone else. She flipped through her mental rolodex and started imagining how different people would tickle her. None of it felt right. With every scenario she pictured, the tickler would eventually morph into Jade. It would be Jade who pinned her down, it would Jade who explored every inch of her body to find her most sensitive spots, and it would be Jade who mercilessly plunged her nails into those very same spots.

As she was fantasising, Tori noticed something strange. The wet patch in her pants was back again. This time she knew for absolute certain it wasn’t pee. She put her hand down there to feel the consistency, but her fingers brushed against something and she suddenly felt really weird. Weird, but good. She wasn’t an idiot, she knew about masturbation and stuff. She’d known about it for a long time, but she’d never really experimented. She didn’t see any reason too, as she was never really into sex or porn or whatever, it didn’t do anything for her. But for some reason, when she thought about tickling, she was able to actually get off. She tried emulating the stuff they’d taught her in sex-ed, attempting to slide a finger inside herself. It felt good, but it wasn’t what she really craved. She tried once more to tickle herself, pushing her index as far as she could into her sides, but it didn’t do anything for her. She kept this up for hours, fingering herself whilst thinking about Jade’s long, scratchy nails, but she couldn’t push herself over the edge. Eventually the clock ticked over to 3am and she gave up, reluctantly going to sleep.

~ - - - - - - - Over The Next Few Weeks - - - - - - - ~

Tori knew what she needed to do. It was obvious, there was no alternative. So she came up with an incredibly subtle plan: she would implant subliminal messages into Jade’s head, just enough to very slightly alter her behaviour. She’d researched the subject thoroughly and made copious notes, far more than she would make for any actual class. She’d prepared her script, and now it was time to put her sublime acting skills to the test:

“So guys, do you ever think about how weird tickling is? Amirite?”

The rest of the lunch table looked at her funny. They’d only just sat down and this was the first thing anyone had said. There was an awkward silence, as no-one knew how to respond. Tori decided to just continue on with her script.

“I mean, think about it! Really think about it. It’s such a strange thing our human bodies do. Like, what evolutionary problem could that possibly solve, right? Haha, like, the angels must have been “Hey God, you messed up on this one! You gave em a weird button that makes em laugh!”. Right? Isn’t that funny? I heard that animals can be ticklish too! Isn’t that crazy! Why does that happen? Right guys?”

There was no reaction, other than a look of confusion and vague concern.

“Uh, Tori, are you okay?”

“Yeah are you practicing your stand up routine or something?”

Tori tried to laugh off their questions.

“No, I just think it’s weird! Oh, here’s a fun game, why don’t we all go around the table and tell eachother where we’re most ticklish. I’ll go first, I’m-”

“Yeah uh, I’m not doing that.”
“Me neither.”
“Hard pass.”
“That doesn’t seem like a very fun game.”
“Are you on drugs?”

None of her friends seemed very interested in this conversation. Tori tried once more to start it up again, but everyone simply ignored her and talked amongst themselves. Plan A had been a complete failure. It was time for plan B.

~ - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - ~

Tori arrived 10 minutes early to class, picking a very specific seat and waiting for the everyone else arrive. Students eventually began pouring in, everyone taking their usual seats. Tori was waiting for one student in particular.

“Tori. Why are you in my seat?”

Jackpot. Exactly what she was hoping for. Tori sat up a little straighter, acting as bratty as she could.

“Sorry but it’s my seat now, Jade.
If you want it, you’ll have to remove me.”

“Fine.”

As soon as Jade’s hand touched Tori’s shoulder, she jumped up and began laughing as loud she could. Jade immediately let go.

“What the hell is wrong with you?”

“Oh I’m sorry, I’m just really ticklish there.
In fact, I’m ticklish all over, it’s really embarrassi-”

Jade walked over to the other side of the room and sat where Tori would usually sit.

“What? Why aren’t you fighting for the seat?”

“Tori. It’s 8 in the morning. I can’t deal with this right now. Sit where you like.”

Tori sighed. Plan B had also failed. All her hopes now rested on one final hail-mary idea: plan C.

~ - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - ~

Target had been spotted: Jade West. She was buying lunch in the courtyard. Though she seemed to be buying a lot more food than usual, and Robbie was paying for it for some reason. Weird. Regardless, all she needed was to do get Jade alone. The moment came when Jade stopped to check her phone. Perfect. Tori snuck up behind her and-

“Hah!”

She jabbed two fingers into Jade’s sides, preparing herself for the flurry of elbows that was surely about to follow. Nothing happened. She stuck her fingers in a little deeper, wiggling them around. Still nothing. Jade didn’t even turn around when she spoke.

“Tori. What are you doing?”

Tori tried her hardest to play it off casually, but at this point even she wasn’t convincing.

“I was trying to get revenge for last Tuesday.
I thought we could have a tickle f-”

As soon as she heard the word “tickle”, Jade stepped forward and began shouting at the top of her lungs.

“Hey everyone! The other day, Tori Vega pissed h-”

Tori stuck a desperate hand over Jade’s mouth, muffling the decree. She angrily grabbed her shoulders and pulled her to the side, frantically whispering.

“What are you doing???
You said you wouldn’t tell anyone.”

“Yes, that was before you made it into this weird fucking obsession. I was nice to you once and for the next week you deliberately try to provoke and annoy me. What is up with you?”

Tori suddenly became quite timid. She’d been poking the tiger all week, and now it was finally bearing its fangs. She shrunk down, uttering a muddled string of apologies.

“What, do you have some rare bladder disease and need me to tickle you so your wet yourself again?”

“N-no… I d-didn’t wet myself…”

“Then why are you so obsessed with getting me to tickle you aga-”

Jade stopped mid-sentence, eyes widening, realizing exactly what was going on.

“That wasn’t piss, was it… You fucking *came*, didn’t you?”

“Wh! No, that’s! That wasn’t! That’s!”

Jade leant in closer and closer until their noses were almost touching. Her voice was practically a growl.

“I touch you for 2 seconds and you have an orgasm so powerful that you've been chasing the high for an entire fucking week. Is that it? Did I get that right?”

Tori panicked. She tried to look away but there was nowhere else to look. She had no choice but to stare into Jade’s pupils, paralyzed by fear.

“Uh- I- N-no, it wasn’t. I mean, I’m not sure, I’ve never had one before so I d-”

Jade’s irises narrowed slightly.

“Your first ever orgasm… was from getting tickled?”

Tori’s lips flapped in place for a few seconds before she could force out the word.

“M-m-m-maybe..?”

Jade’s smile was so wide that it threatened to burst the banks of her face, spilling out into the air like a cartoon character. This was a life-ruining smile. This was the smile of someone with their finger on the nuclear button. Her eyes carried an evil glint that would make even most sadistic villain tremble. Tori was utterly terrified.

“Jade, please, you can’t tell anyone. I’ll do anything…”

The smile got somehow even wider.

“Oh honey. This is gonna take a lot more than free lunches. Come with me to the janitor’s closet.”

“R-right now? But I haven’t even eaten-”

Jade suddenly turned around to face the rest of the courtyard.

“HEY EVERYONE! TORI’S FIRST ORGAS-”

“Alright! A-alright, I’m coming…”

Jade began skipping gleefully over to the closet, with Tori meekly following. What the hell had she just gotten herself into? She’d only wanted Jade to tickle her once more, just to make sure she was actually into it. At least, that’s what she’d told herself. She could feel her heart beating at a million miles an hour as she walked. She was still very frightened, but beneath the fear was that same strange warmth in her crotch. She was glad she’d worn thick jeans today instead of leggings, otherwise people might have seen a wetpatch forming once again. They reached the closet and Jade shut the door behind them, locking it. Tori began to speak but Jade grabbed her by the lapels and slammed her into the wall, knocking cleaning products onto the floor.

“Listen, bitch.
If I do this for you, I own you.
Not just for the week, not just for the year.
Not even for the rest of our time at school.
I will own you for the rest of your miserable fucking life.”

“A-a-and w-whats in it for me?”

“I indulge in your sick little fetish instead of telling the entire school about it.”

It didn’t sound like she had much of a choice. Everything in her rational brain was telling her to get out of here, to run and find the nearest member of authority. But rationality had long since left the picture. She was acting on instinct alone, and her instincts told her to surrender unconditionally. Against better judgement, she nodded.

“Goood. Now, take your top off.”

Tori didn’t want to, but her body moved on it’s own. She slowly lifted off her tshirt and dropped it to the ground. She tried to leave her bra on but Jade just stood there, unmoving, until she relented and took it off too. She’d never been topless before, not in front of another person like this. She reflexively crossed her arms across her breasts, but Jade grabbed her wrists and lifted them up above her head. Jade stepped forward and started to run a nail across her skin, but Tori blurted out-

“P-please be gentle… It’s my first time…”

Jade’s smile suddenly vanished and she grabbed Tori’s face with one hand, squeezing her cheeks together.

“You. Have the AUDACITY. To try and trick me into indulging into your secret fetish. And then turn around and ask me to be fucking GENTLE.”

On the last word, Jade jammed her finger once again into Tori’s side, provoking a sudden violent spasm as her body tried to move away. Jade wouldn’t let it. It was only now that Tori realised the painful truth: Jade had been going easy on her before. Not anymore. She hooked her index underneath the ribs and pushed upwards, the same motion you would use to finger someone’s cunt. Tori screamed but once again it came out as laughter; painful, breathy laughter. The left hand move down from her face to the other side, mirroring the right, fingers gyrating like typing on an keyboard. That was too much for Tori. Her knees bowed in on themselves and hips buckled. She could feel her inner walls clench and release in rapid succession, synced up to the poking in her sides. She came, there and then, squirt pouring out into her panties and down her thighs.

“HHHahaahahsOKAY stop! Stop, stop, I came, please!”

“You think I fucking care about that, bitch?
You don’t tell me when to stop. You’ve forfeited that right.”

Tori couldn’t even comprehend what was being said. And even if she could, she could barely hear Jade over the sound of her own mindless cackling. She swore she’d told Jade to stop, but she was still being tickled! She had to stop it, before she went crazy. She dropped her arms down and tried to push Jade’s fingers away. Bad idea. Jade grabbed her wrists and shoved them back above her head, growling as she did. But when she moved back down to resume attacking her sides, one of her nails accidentally brushed against Tori’s armpit.

“Ahn!!!”

Tori flinched, whole body twitching to get out of the way. Jade lifted her hands back up, taking a split second to show Tori just how sharp her nails were.

“N-n-n-n-n-nn-n-nooo, not there, armpits are off limits, please, they’re really sensitiiiiiiaaahhhhahhaahahaa”

Jade began digging her nails deep into Tori’s freshly-shaved armpits, scratching up and down at rapid pace. Her pits felt somehow 10x more sensitive than her sides, with even the lightest touch making her scream. Her body kept trying to spasm out of the way, but everytime she moved to the side it would only dig the opposite-side nails deeper into her skin. She ended up shaking left and right uncontrollably like she was being electrocuted, every muscle in her body contracting at once. She felt her legs buckle yet again and she came once more. Her legs were about to give out but Jade’s writhing fingers were still lifting her up. Her laugh could barely even be called a laugh anymore; it was more of a choking gasp, with each desperate inhale followed by another burst of animalistic howling. This wasn’t the sound of a human anymore, closer to a dying hyena. She was so breathless that her head began to ache, until she felt like she was about pass out, her vision going white at the edges. Her legs were spasming too now, violently shaking like she had rickets, sweat dripping through the denim. She came one last time and collapsed, legs giving out falling ontop of Jade, who finally stopped her torment. Tori panted so hard that she felt like she was hyperventilating, and Jade had to lay her on the ground.

“Alright, alright, calm down. Drink this.”

Jade held out a bottle of water and Tori guzzled it like an animal, splashing it down her chest by accident. She kept panting hard for a few more minutes, squeezing Jade’s hand to try and calm down. After a while she was able to take long, ragged breaths in between sips. She was now covered in spilled water, sweat and a ludicrous amount of cum, all soaked into her remaining clothes. Once she was finally cognizant enough, Jade lay out the plan for the rest of the day.

“Okay, here’s whats gonna happen. You’re gonna go to the nurses office and ask to go home, whilst I’m go explain to Sikowitz why I’m 20 minutes late for his class.”

With Jade’s help, Tori struggled to her feet and they began limping towards the nurse. Tori had never felt more tired in all her life and, in this delirious state, she said something she’d normally never say.

“Jade… Th-thank you…”

“No need to thank me, honey. This is what the rest of your life is gonna be like, remember?”

Jade dropped her into a chair outside the office and winked, before happily skipping away down the halls.

Chapter Text

Jade lead Tori into the janitor’s closet once more, as had become their daily tradition. They were lucky that the janitor never seemed to actually use this closet, otherwise they’d be screwed. Tori was ready for the usual tickle session, but Jade seemed to have something else in mind.

“Alright pet, I have something special planned today.”

“What is it?”

“Something fun.”

Tori raised a single eyebrow.

“Fun for me, or fun for you?”

Jade smiled.

“Both, hopefully.”

Jade rummaged around in her bag and took out a plastic tub of some sort, along with a pair of latex gloves. Tori tried to read the tub’s label as Jade snapped on the gloves, but Jade hid it from view. All Tori caught was the word “WARNING” written in big red letters. Jade opened up the tub to reveal a white powder inside. She scooped up a handful of it and turned to Tori.

“Lift your arms up.”

“What is that stuff?”

“You’ll find out. Now do as I say.”

Tori was nervous, especially after glimpsing the warning label, but she did as she was told. If Jade wanted to poison her, she’d have done it a long time ago. Jade took some of the powder and began spreading it on Tori’s skin, starting with her armpits. It didn’t stick very well, falling down into her clothes. That didn’t seem like a problem, as Jade quickly moved on to sticking her hand down Tori’s top and spreading the powder onto the inline of her bra. She took hold of her collar and poured a good deal of the stuff down her back, making sure it covered every inch. It was a strange feeling, but not *that* strange. It just felt like being covered in talcum powder. She wasn’t exactly sure why Jade was going to all this trouble.

Jade then knelt down and began applying it to Tori’s lower half. She pulled back her panties and dumped another pile of powder into her underwear before gleeful letting the elastic snap back into her ass. Having a bunch of loose powder in her crack felt weird, but again it was only slightly uncomfortable. She’d been put in much more compromising positions in the last week alone. After she was happy with the coverage, Jade moved on to the legs. She let the powder cascade down her thighs and calves, before finally reaching the feet.

“Take off your shoes and socks.”

“Really? Haven’t you covered me in enough of this stuff?”

“Do. As. I. Say.”

“Alright, jeez.”

Tori took them off and Jade dumped the rest of the container into the shoes, making sure the socks were fully saturated with the stuff, before ordering Tori to put them back on. It just felt like she’d been at the beach, and she’d forgotten to tip the sand out of her shoes.

“Okay, now will you tell me what this stuff is?”

“Itching powder.”

“Itching powder? What does that have to do with tickling?”

“The sensation of being ‘itchy’ and being tickled come from the same part of the brain.
It’s triggers the same synapse response, just with different results. They’re quite closely related.”

Tori grinned.

“So… you could say… ‘scratches the same itch’? Eh?”

Jade rolled her eyes.

“Just for that, I’m adding a bit more.”

Jade grabbed Tori’s waistband and, scraping out the last clumps of powder stuck to the bottom of the tub, applied it liberally to her crotch. She even made sure to stick a powder-coated finger inside her pussy, making Tori squirm. Without any more powder left, Jade peeled off the gloves and tossed them aside. Tori was still a little confused.

“Jade, I hate to tell you this, but I don’t think your powder works. I don’t feel itchy at all.”

“Oh don’t worry, it’s just slow release. Designed for pranks, I think, so you can cover someone in it and be long gone before they realize what it is.”

“Uhhh, okay. When it starts working, you’ll scratch it off and it’ll feel like tickling, right?”

“Yeah, it’ll be fun. I can’t wait to-
Oh my! Would you look at the time?”

Jade put on her fake ‘Tori’ voice and exaggeratedly looked at her watch. Tori checked her phone. 1:59pm. Afternoon classes were about to start. Jade swung open the door and began to leave. Tori grabbed her wrist.

“Wait, you gotta help me get this stuff off!”

“Oh goodness, I couldn’t! I’d be late for class!”

Tori decided to stay in the closet and remove the powder herself, but Jade pulled her out into the corridor. She tried to fight back, but it was no use. Oh well. This stuff probably didn’t work anyway. ‘Itching powder’ was just something from cartoons, it didn’t work in real life. And this was the last class of the day anyway, so she could just go home and take a shower afterwards. Just before they got to the classroom, Jade turned to her.

“Oh, and I wouldn’t start scratching if I were you.”

“Why not?”

“Haven’t you read The Slap recently? Someone’s been spreading nasty rumors about a lice infestation at the school. Wouldn’t want people thinking you’re patient 0 now, would we?”

Jade grinned, and Tori instantly knew who’d spread these convenient “rumors”. She shuddered, but was still determined to just wait it out. How bad could it be? Tori walked into class and casually sat down, before suddenly finding out exactly what she’d gotten herself into. As soon as she sat down, the powder around her ass seemed to “activate”. At first it just felt like she’d given herself a wedgie, but when she tried to wriggle around to unbunch the fabric, the feeling didn’t go away. Instead, it got even stronger. She shifted backwards in her chair but that just spread the powder around even more. She started to panic. The seating plan meant that she could see Jade at all times, and also see that Jade was watching her intently, sly smile plastered upon her face. Tori tried pleading with her eyes, but that just made Jade’s smile widen. She couldn’t do this. Sikowitz hadn’t arrived yet, there was still time to escape. She got up and started running to the door, only for it to open suddenly and nearly hit her in the face.

“Ahh Tori! Leaving already? Class hasn’t even started yet.”

Sikowitz burst into the classroom, pushing past Tori to get to the front. He only lightly nudged her, but it was enough to set off the powder lining her bra. She instictively started to scratch, nails pushing through the foam. Jade had been right; the scratching did feel a lot like tickling, but in a more “satisfying” way. It felt really good, especially when she was able to dig her nails into her nipples, scratching at the sensitive areola. It felt so good that she-

“Miss Vega, are you going to stand there adjusting your bra for the entire lesson, or would you like to sit down?”

Tori looked up from her stupor. Everyone in the class was staring at her, including Sikowitz. Jade gave a knowing “heh”. Tori turned bright red and went to sit down, trying not to disturb any more of the powder. If she could just sit still for the next hour, maybe it wouldn’t activate. That theory didn’t last very long. When she sat down again, the powder trapped beneath her thighs sprung into action. Before, it had been just mild uncomfort, like her underwear was made of particularly coarse material. Now, she could feel the true effect of the powder. An intense, burning ITCH. The powder had been caked deep between her cheeks, right up to the ring of her asshole, and every inch of it itched like hell. Once again she started scooching back and forth but she couldn’t get any friction, simply spreading the powder even deeper inside. It had been long enough now that the rest of the powder began to activate on its own, despite her best efforts to stay still. Her armpits, being the first area covered, was the first to begin tingling. Tori’s armpits were so sensitive that even the powder was able to tickle her, causing her to reflexively cry out:

“AHhah-”

“Tori, do you have something to add?”

“N-no...”

She shrank back into her seat, which turned out to be another mistake. The powder on her back lit up and began to itch, far worse than the other areas so far. Her back was never that ticklish, but apparently it was very susceptible to itches. The urge to scratch was killing her. She knew it would feel amazing. It would probably make her cum, being the freak that she was. If she focused, she could hallucinate the sensation of sharp nails running down her back, scratching until her skin was raw. She leant back and tried to imitate the act with the back of her chair, but it wasn’t the same. This was torture. Her whole body felt like it was on fire. Everytime she moved to covertly scratch one area, that would cause the other areas to start itching twice as bad. The powder in her jeans was fully activated now, and she crossed her legs to try and ease the itch. If she jiggled her leg just so, she could make it look like she was simply tapping her foot. But that led to a whole new pair of problems.

Her feet, this entire time, had been fully submerged in the stuff. The socks she’d worn today were old, and already kinda itchy to begin with. Then, her feet suddenly lit up as all the powder there activated at once. This was the worst part for sure. It was so itchy that it hurt, like she’d just stepped barefoot into a nettle patch. A million tiny pinpricks of burning, itching pain on every inch of her soles. On the bottom of her toes and in between. On her heel and arch, up to her ankle. Everywhere. Unbearable itchy prickles. She tried to desperately wiggle her toes but that somehow made it even worse. She planted her shoe firm against the carpet and rubbed, trying in vain to scratch her soles, but the heaps of powder made friction impossible. Tori’s whole body was vibrating now. She wanted to just roll along the carpet and scratch herself like a madwoman, spasming and clawing at herself in front of the class. But all she could do was sit and tremble, constantly changing position to try and find a single contortion that eased the itch. Nothing helped. Her brain wanted to make sound but she wasn’t entirely sure what sound would come out. It might be a moan, it might be a scream, or maybe a combination of both. Soon, the question was answered for her.

“Tori. You’ve been writhing around like a hyperactive worm for the last 20 minutes. Do you have ants in your pants or what?”

Sikowitz wasn’t that far off, for once. Tori knew she had to say something, but her brain was a mess. She opened her mouth to speak but just as she did, the final payload of itching powder went off: the stuff inside her pussy. It felt like she was cumming, right there in class, and pissing at the exact same time. She wasn’t, but the burning sensation was so intense that her it tricked her brain. Her legs slammed shut and her entire body tense up, jolting her upwards right as she opened her mouth.

“GGGHHAAHHHhhhh yyyes, I’m fffine. Totally fine, just uhh. Hhhaad too much caffeine, thaaahhhhts all.”

“How much coffee did you drink?”

Tori’s mind was too scrambled to make up a reasonable excuse, so she said the first thing that came into her head.

“Uhh, ffive gallons?”

“GOODNESS GRAVY, WOMAN! Don’t you know how dangerous that is?”

Tori couldn’t even respond. Her focus was elsewhere. It was itching *inside* her. The inside of her pussy was fucking ITCHY. She needed it out. She was gonna die. The burning wouldn’t stop. If felt like she was pissing herself constantly, but nothing came, it was just the powder clumped around her urethra. Every part of her was overstimulated. Even just sitting there was unbearable. She tried to speak but only nonsense came out.

“Someone get this girl to the nurses office, stat!”

“I’ll do it.”

Jade raised her arm, immediately volunteering. Sweet, sweet Jade! Tori had never loved Jade more than she did right this second. She tried to get up but standing made the itch so much worse, and she nearly collapsed. Jade took hold of her and even this light touched caused such unbelievable relief that Tori nearly started crying. They started walking, with Tori moaning each step from the pressure added to her feet. Jade had to force her to walk a little faster, as she’d forgotten they were in the middle of a classroom. They got out and immediately headed to the janitor’s closet.

“Scratch me scratch me scratch me scratch me scratch me scratch me scratch me scratch me.”

Tori could do nothing but repeat her desperate mantra. She knew she could scratch herself, but the submissive part of her brain wanted Jade to do it. It needed to be her. Tori got to her knees and begged, still repeating, but Jade just stood hadn’t noticed.

“Oh, is the powder working now? I hadn’t noticed…”

“Jade please. Please please please. I need it. Please. Scratch. Scratch. It itches!”

“Awww, is it itchy?”

“Pleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleaseplease
Jadejadejadejadejadejade PLEASE. I’m gonna die please please scratch me.”

“Hmmm, I don’t know if I should…”

Tori began sobbing. These weren’t crocodile tears, she just so overstimulated that she couldn’t bear the idea of waiting any longer for release.

“I’ll do anything! I’lldoanythingilldoanything just please please pleaseplease I need it. I need you. Ppplease please its so itchy, it’s so itchy, scratch it scratch it please please scratch meeee!”

“Okay, but I’m gonna hold you to that.”

“Thankyouthankyouthankyou!”

Tori stripped as fast as she could. Embarrassment was the last thing she cared about right now. She ripped off her clothes without a second thought and once again knelt before Jade.

“Alright, where first?”

“EVERYWHERE! It itches everywhere! PLEase!”

“Okay but I gotta start somewhere first.”

“Uhhhh my back! Back! Please!”

“Want me to scratch it?”

“Yesysyeysyeysyeesyse!”

“Like this?”

Jade slowly dragged her fake nails down her back, from the shoulders right down to her ass. Tori’s eyes rolled deep back into her skull. It felt better than anything in her life before now. But she needed more.

“Ffaster! Faster!!”

“God, you’re suddenly so needy~
And hey, who said you could touch yourself!”

Tori, without even thinking about it, had begun fingering herself.

“GHHha IT’S ITCHY! It’s itchy inside me! I can’t-”

Jade chuckled to herself.

“Oh yeah, I forgot about that one.”

Jade continued scratching, slowly upping the tempo, whilst Tori focused on her cunt. She needed to get this stuff OUT. She had to use her nails. It hurt to scratch against her inner walls like this, every time she scraped it out she grimaced, but she couldn’t stop. The pain started to feel good. Like the pain of being tickled. She leant back just as Jade was scratching inbetween a notch in her spine and it felt so good that she came, squirt helping to wash out the residue inside her. But now that she’d started masturbating, she couldn’t stop. Her clit had avoided a lot of the powder but the scratching felt good that she took some of the leftover stuff and rubbed it in to her clitoral hood, flicking herself so it would activate early and she could scratch the itch away. With her free hand she began scratching at her armpit, prompting Jade to do the same with the other pit. She wasn’t sure what was more intense: the tickle or the itch. The rest of her body was still burning. This wasn’t enough. She glanced around, looking for anything that could help.

“Brush! Brush!”

Jade stopped for just a moment to pick up the item Tori was desperately eyeing.

“You mean this?”

“Yes! Yeyyessyyeyes! Brush me, brush me!”

Jade held up a pack of toilet brushes. They were brand new, so they were totally clean, but Jade still looked a little shocked at the suggestion.

“Jesus, you’re filthy.”

“Yesyesyes just please, brush me!”

“Alright, little toilet. Bend over my knee.”

Tori happily did so, sticking her ass in the air and wiggling, fingers still nailed to her clit. Jade took one of the brushes and spread Tori’s cheeks, pushing it between them and dragging it up and down. The stiff bristles against Tori’s itchy asshole felt like heaven on earth, and she came again. She pushed herself onto it, trying to get it even deeper in there. Her free hand alternated between pushing backwards and scratching her tits, digging her nails into her rock-hard nipples. The powder covering her clit had fully activated now, causing that wonderful burning sensation that she could scratch away at. Still more of her was itchy.

“Feet! Feet! Brush my feet please!”

Jade wisely chose a different brush for that, instead picking out a smaller toothbrush-like one meant for cleaning sinks. It, too, was brand new. She scraped it along Tori’s soles and she immediately burst out scream-laughing. It was so ticklish, and she couldn’t help but reflexively kick away. Jade wasn’t having that. She grabbed her ankles and began roughly scrubbing up and down, making Tori’s entire body spasm and try to escape. The tiny bristles of the brush were perfect to get right in between each of her toes. Tori tried to scrunch them shut but Jade forced them open she could get to every single one of them. Tori laughed until she was lightheaded, cumming over and over again, digging nails into her clit and pinching hard. Eventually, after Jade had scrubbed every gram of powder out, Tori lay collapsed in a puddle of tears and cum. The burning sensation had subsided, but there was still a persistant itch on Tori’s skin, causing her to twitch even in her exhaustion. Her whole body was red and covered in nasty looking marks, like she’d been in a fight with a pack of raccoons. Jade stood up, sounding very pleased with herself.

“See, I told you it would be fun for both of us.”

“It’s still…. Itchy… is it going to be like this forever?”

“Heh. You wish.”

Jade rummaged in her bag again and took out a bottle of skin cream.

“Add this to your bath tonight. It’ll make everything feel better.”

“Thank you.”

“No, thank you! You promised to whatever I want, remember? No way I’m gonna give up an opportunity like that.”

“God, you’re evil.”

Jade just smiled.

“Anymore more lip and next time it’ll be poison ivy, bitch~”

With that, Jade tossed her the cream and walked out, leaving Tori to get dressed alone.