Bulla's Ticklish Pride

Bulma a genius scientist, one of richest people on Earth, wife of the saiyan prince and  mother of two was working in her lab  working on  a machine almost done she began putting the finishing touches on the machine putting in one last screw. Bulma walks back admiring her work smirking mischievously she walks up to machine putting her hand on the seat making sure it was comfortable as she pressed on the cushion of the seat she hears a voice behind her “Hey what are you doing Mom.” Bulma turns around seeing her daughter Bulla giving a slight smirk as she says “Oh I was just working on something what are you doing in here?” Bulla sighs putting her hands behind her head saying “I am bored Dad is off training who knows where and Trunks is in space with Pan and Goku so I came to see what you were doing  so what’s up?” Bulma points over to her machine thinking Bulla would be the perfect one to test the machine “I was just working on that what do you think of” Bulla tilts her head looking at the machine walking up to getting a better look “Um Mom is it not done yet or am I missing something.” Bulma walks behind Bulla patting her on the back “Yep the machine is finished.” Bulla looks at it trying to figure out its purpose looking like a simple chair “Then what’s it supposed to do looks like a chair to me.” Bulma smirks as she plans on tricking Bulla into her devious plan “Well why you don’t find out sit down.” Bulla looks at her mother “Why don’t you just tell me what it does” Bulma says in a friendly tone “Yes I could but that wouldn’t be any fun and you said you were bored” Bulma using her daughter’s words against her hoping her trick would work. Bulla observes the machine trying to figure it out knowing her mother wouldn’t tell her knowing how stubborn she could be trying to get her away Bulla sighs defeated her curiosity having got the better of her  “Alright I give” Bulla sits in the chair surprised at the comfort of the chair she smiles “It’s nice and comfortable.” Bulma smiles mischievously pulling a bar over Bulla’s ankles making Bulla raise an eyebrow confused trying to move her feet as Bulma walked toward the back of the chair trying as she says “    Raise your arms Bulla.” Bulla turns to look at Bulma “Huh why what are you going to do?” Bulla’s tone becomes nervous as she looks at Bulma unable to see her “Just do it” Bulma says in a cute comforting tone. Bulla says still nervous “Tell what you are going to do” Bulma smiles seeing her own defiance in her daughter she quickly tickle Bulla’s armpits making her slightly and raise her arms as Bulma grabs her wrist locking them into place leaving her bare armpits exposed. Bulla’s eyes widen now knowing what the machine did and what she was in for she braces herself. Bulma walks around smiling “You look so cute sitting there.” Bulla smirks as she knew what was planned she says “Bring it on Mom” Bulma raises an eyebrow  “Huh bring what on” Bulma seemed confused she grips the toes of Bulla’s boots Bulla says while her mother pulls her boots off “I figured it out when you raised my arms you are going to tickle me and I want you to do your worst” Bulma didn’t expect her to catch on already but says “Oh really you think you can take all of what I have planned” Bulma pulls Bulla’s boots all the way off dropping them under her feet as Bulla wiggles her now bare feet Bulla smirks with a confidence that resembles her father’s “Yes I can take everything you can dish out.” Bulma smirks excited taking a remote pressing a button six hands come out as two resting on her arm pits, two going to her ribs and two go to her belly as Bulma moves up resting her nails on Bulla’s feet. Bulla gulps starting to doubt if she can take as well as she had claimed she taunts Bulma anyway taking a tone like her father’s “Well Mom bring it” Bulla smirks thinking of it as a challenge. Bulma starts teasing Bulla’s soft soles dragging her manicured nails down Bulla’s arch Bulla bites her lip giggling “isishhehehehhe thhhhhattttttt allllhehhehe yooouhhehhehhe ghhoooototottotttttt” Bulla moves her feet around trying to challenge her mother giggling as Bulma continues to tickle her daughter’s cute feet saying “Oh you want more” Bulma grabs the remote pressing the button the hands tickling Bulla’s armpits Bulla tries pulling her arms down “HHHHHHAMMOOAAAAAMMMMMMMM NOOOOOOOTTTTTHHAHHAHA THHHEHHAHHREEEEE ALLLEEAAREEEDDYYYYYYYYY” Bulla shakes her head violently laughing loudly. Bulma smiles listening to Bulla’s laugh as she walks over to the table next to machine picking up a box lifting the lid taking out an electric toothbrush and a Feather smiling at Bulla who is laughing wildly from the ticklish assault on her armpits she opens one of her eyes noticing the toothbrush “WHHAHAHHHAHHTTHHASS THHHHAATTHHAA FOHHAHHRRRRR HAHHAHAHAHHAHAH MOOAHHMMMMMM.” Bulma says calmly grabbing the hand near Bulla’s belly “Its for alittle cleaning in an area I don’t think you clean often” Bulma turns the toothbrush on putting the toothbrush in the hand taking the remote Bulla’s eyes widen “NOAAHAHAHHAHAHAHHHHHH PPPLLAHHEHAHSHEHEEE DOONTTTT DHAHAHAHHAHAH THHATTHAHHAHATTTT” Bulla sucks her belly in trying to brace herself through her laughter Bulma press the remotes button and the hand puts the toothbrush In her Belly button causing Bulla to go into hysteric laughter. Bulma says “Oh you are so cute laughing like that I didn’t think it was possible but you are more ticklish than me just say when you want me to stop” Bulma takes the feather waving it around. Bulla despite being in hysteric laughter took Bulma’s last comment about stopping as a challenge to see how long she could last “IIIIIIIHAHA WONNNTNNTNT BREEEAAKKKK THHAHAHHAHAHHHTT EASSYYYYYAYAYYYYYYAAAAY MOOOHAHAHMMM” Bulma smiles taking the feather down Bulla’s very ticklish feet going from the ball up to the arch Bulma teases “Coochie cochie goo the little saiyan princess ticklish.” The teasing and tickling were starting to get in Bulla’s head the teasing had made the tickling worse for her she closed her eyes not going to admit that the tickling was starting to get the best of her. Bulma noticed Bulla closing her eyes grinning “Whats wrong Bulla to ticklish it starting to get you” Bulma was having fun watching her daughter laugh couldn’t help finding it cute she was surprised by Bulla’s stubbornness thinking she would give up not long after the tickling started. The machine with its multiple hands and tools tickling Bulla had made the young half saiyan wiggle around glad her mother gave her bit of a break on her feet “NOHAHAHHAHAH NNOOHAHAHOAOOOTTT ATTAAHAHTT AALLLAHAHHALLLLHLALH III CNANNANN LLASSHHAHAHSTT ALLLAHHAHAH DAAHHYYAY” Bulla laughed in a bluff and a half challenge to get her mother to use the full use of the machine despite how bad the tickling was a part of Bulla didn’t like the fact she knew this wasn’t the worse the machine could do knowing her mother better than that. Bulma had taken note of Bulla’s words smiling knowing her daughter’s stubbornness would make this that much more fun saying “Oh you can last all day care if I put that to the test.” Bulma smiled grabbing the remote pressing the bottom button making ten holes  open on the stocks above each of  Bulla’s toes with feathers extending out of each of the holes moving between her toes. Bulla had curled her toes at the feeling of them just touching her toes being her most sensitive spot of her whole body. Bulma had pressed the remote making the tickling stop for Bulla to respond saying “If you are so tough then you will be able to take your toes getting tickled along with everything else” Bulma smirked knowing this wasn’t going to last long knowing Bulla’s toes to be much too ticklish. Bulla’s felt a shiver go down her spine knowing this was a challenge as she says “Bring it on I bet I can take it for 5 minutes” Bulla smirks knowing she wouldn’t last that much longer her toes being way to ticklish for her too. Bulma had pulled the remote up smirking “Well if you say so I doubt you will last that long.”  Bulma pressed the top button putting the machine in action  the hands on the back of the chair start tickling Bulla’s sides and under arms the hand that has the toothbrush puts it in Bulla’s belly button while the feathers above her toes start moving tickling her toes Bulla screams with hysteric laughter shaking her head. Bulla’s mind is completely filled with nothing but tickling unable to think of anything else she tried curling her toes in hopes of avoiding the feathers but to no avail. The tickling had been more than she had anticipated “HAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHNNOAOHAAHHAHAHAHAHAHHA” was all Bulla was able to say through her laughter not sure how she would even give up she shook her head making her hair a mess while trying to suck her belly in to avoid the toothbrush.  The feathers in her toes were the worst for her as her feet were stuck in place unable to move them combined with being her most ticklish spot Bulla had felt she had reached her breaking point with the feathers in her toes. Bulma had noticed Bulla struggling and screaming her head off finding her daughter’s laugh cute Bulma felt abit competitive however  wanting to make Bulla broke before the 5 minute mark. Bulma had walked over with the remote in her pocket to Bulla’s barefeet taking her recently manicured nails and wiggled them over Bulla’s soles hoping this was the last push Bulla needed her theory turned out correct. Bulla felt her mother’s nails combine with the feathers, the hands and the toothbrush made her scream out “AHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHHH STTHHAPAPAPAPAPPAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA IIIIIIII CAANANANHAHAHHHTTTT TTAAKAKAKKKEEE IITIAHAHHA ANNYYAHAHHA LONNNNGGHAHAHHAHHHERHRRRRR” Bulla laughed finally having given up tried shaking around violently. Bulma had smiled knowing five mintues hadn’t past she simply grabbed the remote and stopped the tickling saying “That’s all you had to say dear.” Bulma had got up from her kneeled postion unlocking the stocks while walking around releasing the shackles around Bulla’s wrist. Bulla had panted looking up at Bulma “Using my toes was cheap” Bulla say between her pants feeling defeated as she tries to regain her breath fully. Bulma puts her hand out helping Bulla up as Bulma hugs her “Well It may have been cheap but it was cute” Bulma smiled. Bulla had smiled hugging her mom after they hug Bulla smirks looking back saying “We are doing this again I wont let that machine beat me.”